After the conclusion of the sixth season of the reality show Total Drama, known as Total Drama Pahkitew Island, Chris McLean, the audacious host, had pushed the boundaries of his creativity by featuring an artificial island with an array of mind-boggling challenges. Now, a year had passed since that event, and Chris was simply indulging in his own pleasures, contemplating his next move to create more drama and torment for future participants. He found himself at his Mansion, a testament to the ill-gotten gains from his schemes, devoid of any legitimate earnings. Yet, he reveled in his self-absorbed nature, eager to explore further. Currently, he sat in his yard, luxuriating in a lavish chair while sipping a fancy drink.
Casting his gaze around, a contented smile spread across Chris's face. "Ah, this is the life, my friend. Nothing can mar this perfect day, I tell you what."
However, before he could continue extolling his virtues, his butler approached him, carrying a package. "Excuse me, sir. Someone requested that I deliver this to you," the butler announced.
Chris eyed the package suspiciously. "What is it?"
"It appears to be a gift from a secret admirer," the butler replied.
"Oh, really? Now that sounds intriguing. Let's see what this bootlicker of an admirer wants to offer me," Chris said with a hint of curiosity.
The butler obeyed his command, leaving Chris alone to open the package and discover its contents. However, as he unveiled its contents, something unexpected occurred. A strange purple gas abruptly escaped from the box, causing Chris to cough uncontrollably before losing consciousness.
"Oh, man..." he managed to utter before succumbing to unconsciousness.
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"Ugh...my head. What happened?" Chris groggily muttered as he regained consciousness and surveyed his surroundings.
He found himself in an unfamiliar room, its spaciousness obscured by unmarked boxes. Dim lighting allowed him to see, but there were no windows. Moreover, he realized he was securely bound to a chair, his arms and legs restrained by ropes.
Suddenly, voices emanated from the other side of the door. They seemed oddly familiar, but Chris couldn't place them.
"Is he in there?" the first voice inquired.
"Yes, he's waiting for us," responded the second voice.
"Awesome! I can't wait to kick off this show," the third voice exclaimed.
"Who are they? Whose voices are these?" Chris wondered.
Before he could ponder further, the door swung open, revealing three figures standing there. The host recognized them as former participants from his show, but what puzzled him was their presence and intent.
"Hello there, Chris. Did you miss us?" Anne Maria greeted him, a glint of venom in her eyes.
"You three? What is going on?" he asked, taken aback by their unexpected appearance.
"We were unjustly eliminated from your ridiculous show! I would have won the first season if you hadn't eliminated me in such a senseless manner!" Leshawna exclaimed, seething with anger.
"You should have warned me that the 'diamond' I found was merely an imitation. There could have been so much drama, but no! You preferred to make a fool out of me," Anne Maria complained, clearly displeased.
"Yeah, and I got eliminated just because you didn't like my song? What the heck? It was perfect!" Sugar protested, refusing to accept any criticism of her talents.
"How on earth did you manage to orchestrate all this?" Chris asked, bewildered.
"It wasn't that difficult, honestly. Your butler isn't particularly fond of you either. When we approached him with a plan to teach you a lesson, he was all in," Leshawna revealed.
"Grrr! It's not my fault that Miss Hairspray over there assumed she had a diamond and chose to leave the island without verifying its authenticity. And Sugar? The challenge required specific criteria for victory, and your song? Oof! It was a colossal failure. As for Leshawna, I was merely bored and wanted to test the intelligence of the eliminated contestants," Chris retorted, sporting a smug expression.
"Is that so? You truly have no remorse for being such a despicable person?" Anne Maria questioned.
"Seems like someone needs to be taught a lesson," Leshawna smirked.
"And it'll be a lesson you won't soon forget," Sugar added, a mischievous smile on her face.
The three big bottom girls from different seasons smiled at each other before they turned around, showing their big asses to him, getting closer and closer towards the host.
"Wait...why are you three aiming your butts at me? I mean It's not that I don't like the sight but..." Chris was a man, after all, he found Leshawna and Anne Maria to be quite sexy, but something was wrong like a feeling that told him this was not going to go the way he expected.
"Let's just say that we had our fill of treats before coming here," Leshawna said, slapping her ass.
"Yeah, I had some good cabbage, lots of it in fact!" Sugar giggled.
"And I ate some taco bell with some other mixes, now guess where all that needs to go," Anne Maria said, evilly while shaking her ass.
"Y-You don't mean…" He staggers.
"On your face!" They said in unison.
Leshawna's stomach gurgles as she was the first one to start it, blasting out a big fart onto the host's face.
*PPPPPPPBBBBBBBBBBBPPPPPP*
"Ahh, what a start." She said.
"My turn!"
Anne Maria said as she ripped a juicy stinky fart that hit Chris like it was an actual punch to the face but in fart shape.
*BBBBBBBRAAAAAAPPPPPPPTTTTTTBBB*
"Oooh, yeah that feels good"
"You gals call that a fart? This is how you do it"
Sugar said before ripping a big motor-like fart that was both loud as heck and stinky like rotten cabbage.
*BPPPPPPPPPPPPPBBBBBBBBBBBBMMMMMMPPPPPPPHHHMSSSHABBTBAAP*
"Daaang! Now that is one to rip a hole in your pants hahaha!" She laughed.
Being the one to receive fart after fart, Chris gagged in disgust at what the girls were doing to him, this had to be a nightmare. "Ugh! Ew, what the fuck, did you all just farted on me? This is awful, untie me now!"
"Not a chance you pig," Anne Maria said with a look of satisfaction "Not before we make you suffer" She then unloads another fart, this one being a silent but deadly one from her bubble butt.
*PPPPPSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHH*
Chris just coughs even harder, his face scrunching up in disgust from that hot air type of fart.
"Oooh yeah, I didn't know farting on your enemies could feel so good," Anne Maria said, biting her lower lip.
"You stink!" He said out loud.
"So do you and your crappy shows, mister crappy host" Sugar was the one who said it before kicking him in the stomach, making the chair fall backward.
"Ahh!" Chris said as he was on his back looking up at the ceiling.
"Let me handle these girls, my stomach is rumbling and I can feel a big one coming," Leshawna said, cracking her knuckles.
"By all means" Sugar offered Chris face as her seat.
"Appreciated"
Before Chris could understand what was happening, he saw Leshawna's huge sixty-inch ass meat looming over his face like it was some sort of mountain.
"Hey, park that ass on a chair or something, not me!" Chris said as Leshawna laughed.
"Oh yeah?" She just landed her ass on him not giving a fuck "But this chair is so comfy, I feel like I could be here for quite some time"
He was muffled by her thick meaty ass as he struggled, but the struggling was weak to her until her stomach started to make noises.
*GuuuuuUUUrrRRGGGggLlLLEEE*
"OOoohhhmm...this reminds me of that time Chefs smoothies made me super gassy on season two, hope your ready Chris. I'm gonna booty blast you!"
"Noooooooooo!" Chris muffled under her ass.
Gritting her teeth and clenching her fists, the other girls could see the visible strain on Leshawna's part as her booty cheeks vibrated wildly as she let out a boisterous fart that came bursting through, louder than the honking of a truck and smelly like rotten fish, all towards Chris face who was at point-blank range of said brunt force.
Chris gagged as the foul stench hit his face, each fart just getting worst, feeling like a stink bomb was tossed at him. "That was fucking nasty!"
"And yet you still have enough strength to talk, why don't you do us a favor and eat it then? Eat fart haha!" Leshawna said before getting up, not wanting to hog all the fun.
"Well Damn girl, that was impressive," Sugar said with a smile.
"Yeah, ten out of ten," Anne Maria added.
"Thanks, girls, it really made me feel lighter, but he seems to be quite resilient. Any ideas on how to proceed?"
Sugar rubbed her chin in deep thought before having an idea ''Grab the contents of that box over there" She tells Anne Maria.
"What's inside?" She asked.
"Something special hehe"
Chris couldn't tell what was going on at this point, the farts were making him dizzy, it was a miracle he had not fainted or thrown up.
Anne Maria does what she is told and goes to open the box, from it she takes out what seems to be a large spherical glass bowl with a black tube attached to it.
"Is that a fishbowl?" Leshawna asked
"No it is a torture device for him, now lift that idiot up from the ground Leshawna and you Anne Maria, put that on his head"
Anne Maria nods as she sets Chris up, the latter not liking it one bit.
"W-What? What are you doing now?"
"You'll see," Leshawna said as she put the fishbowl on his head.
"Now watch and learn ladies, this is how you blow hard on an idiot," Sugar said before dropping down her pants, grabbing a tube that was attached to the sphere, and putting it close to her butt, making sure her undergarments were not in the way.
Chris Mclean gasped in horror as he quickly understood what she was going to do with this device and honestly? It terrified him.
"GRRRRRRRRGMMMMMMMMHHP" Sugar started to groan, putting enough effort into it that she was sweating.
"Please PLEASE! don't do this." Chris said as he begged.
"Sorry Chris, but we are not here to listen to you," Leshawna said.
"Besides, you don't deserve mercy. Now release the bomb on him Sugar" Anne Maria said.
"Hngggh!" Sugar grunted and blasted a sloppy-smelling fart into the tube.
*PBBBBRRRRRBBBBBBBBBBBTTTTTTTTTPPPPPPRABAAAABBBBTTTTTTTSPPHHHHMBBPTTBBBB*
Barely two seconds later and she had already filled the bowl with all of her toxic clouds that came from her ass. Sugar farts were always known to be the strongest, most smelly ones, this one took the cake as Chris remembers being the target of those back on the island.
"Ugh! Gross! Stop it! Ew! Why is it so moldy?" Chris said as he gagged in horror and disgust at the blast Sugar did, maybe it was even worse than before.
"Not a chance, I'm gonna make you remember this smell, the smell of vengeance! Printed on your nose"
"Hey this seems fun, can you let me try for a bit?" Anne Maria asked.
"Sure, but make sure to put your butt in it quickly so none of it escapes," Sugar said.
"Sure!"
Anne Maria nodded before putting her pants down, as she quickly grabbed the tube that was given to her and released the fart she had been holding on to.
*PRAAAAABBBBTTTBBBPPPSSHHPPBT*
"Ahhhhhrnn! That one was sharp" She said with a face that showed how much relief she felt.
Chris gagged at the nasty stench that was thrown at him once more, how could they have so much gas to keep throwing at him?
"Oh! Me next, I wanna fart on him more! It's so cathartic" Leshawna said with eagerness, before dropping her pants too.
"Be my guest," Anne Marie said.
Chris coughs more "N-No, No more! Knock it off"
Anne Marie gave Leshawna the tube as the ebony beauty put her phat ass on it.
"Oh boy, here it goes, take a deep breath, Chris," She said, feeling giddy.
Chris gasped as he saw how gassy she could be and hoped she was out...She was not.
"AHHHHHHHRRH!
*PPPPPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRAAAAAAAABBBBBBBBBBTTTTTPPPPBBBPPPPPPPSSSSTBTBTBTMP*
Leshawna lets out a funky and nasty fart with all her might into the tube that quickly reaches Chris like he just got punched by tangible gas, it makes him gag again. Chris was now being forced to smell three different nasty farts all mixed together into one, burning up his eyes and nostrils with its fetid aroma, coughing more than someone who smokes two packs of cigarettes by day.
"Hahahaha! Smell it loser!" Leshawna said.
"This is all of our anger," Sugar said.
"You deserve this Each second of it!" Anne Marie said.
"Ok Leshawna, click on that button on the side of the tube to close the hole in the tube," Sugar said.
Leshawna listens to her new friend and closes it, preventing any of their farts from getting out "Now what? Do we just leave him there to stew on our fart clouds?"
"Yeah I think so, I mean I'm all tapped out," Anne Maria said.
"Wait!"
Sugar ran towards the tube and opened it up one more time before putting back in her ass landing another fart.
*PPPPPPPPPPBBBBBBBBBBBRAAAAAPPTMMMMMMMHSPP*
"Hmmm~ ok that's it, im done," Sugar said while moaning and closing the tube once more.
Everyone just laughs at that before leaving Chris in there to rot, not knowing when or IF they were going to let him go, now he was a farting pillow for them. But before he fainted thanks to all those farts the girls said.
"We will be back Chris"
How Leshawna Leshawna Looks: rule34. xxx/ index. php? page=post&s=view&id=1990536
How Sugar Looks: rule34. Paheal post/ view/ 2755783# search=Sugar
How Anne Maria Looks: deviantart blumoontoons/art/Anne-Maria-887231112