It was a clear, sunny day in Tremorton, and Tremorton High School was buzzing with its usual activity. Students chatted in the hallways, eagerly anticipating the upcoming weekend. But amidst the cheerful atmosphere, an unusual event had just taken place.
Jenny, the advanced teenage robot, stood alongside her friends Tucker and Sheldon, their gaze fixed upon the departing spaceship of the Space Bikers. Their expressions conveyed a mix of disbelief and concern as they processed the news. Jenny's sleek blue body was accentuated by her bright black eyes, which were wide open in surprise. She raised a perfectly arched eyebrow, her copper hair glinting in the sunlight.
"Well, I never saw that coming. Brad's getting married to Tammy of all people," Jenny remarked.
Tucker, the perpetual optimist, scratched his head, his freckled face reflecting his confusion. "Yeah, it's kinda hard to believe. I never really thought a girl could like him or marry him."
Sheldon, the intellectual member of the group, chimed in with his analytical perspective. "Well, maybe he just wanted some love? She is pretty cute without the helmet on."
The trio exchanged concerned glances as they contemplated the implications of Brad's unexpected marriage. They couldn't help but wonder what had led Brad to this decision and how it would affect their friend's life.
The spaceship of the Space Bikers, adorned with its vibrant colors and chaotic designs, soared further into the vastness of space, leaving a trail of questions behind.
"Well...I hope he enjoys the honeymoon," Jenny said with a sigh.
Inside the spaceship, Brad appeared surprisingly content, as he and Tammy shared a passionate kiss in the cramped quarters. Their laughter filled the air as they exchanged affectionate gestures. Brad couldn't help but smile, and for the first time in a long while, he felt genuinely happy.
He began to embrace the wild and adventurous world of the Space Bikers. The spaceship's vibrant decor and bizarre gadgets seemed to fascinate him, and he eagerly listened to Tammy's stories about their daring escapades.
As they continued to enjoy their newlywed bliss, Brad's doubts and uncertainties seemed to fade away, replaced by a sense of belonging and excitement. Little did he know that back on Earth, Jenny, Tucker, and Sheldon were still trying to make sense of his sudden departure and newfound love.
The spaceship continued its journey through the cosmos, leaving Tremorton behind and carrying Brad further into the unknown.
Tammy grinned mischievously as she looked at Brad, her fish-like features contorting into an endearing expression. "You know, Brad, I never thought I'd find someone like you. A real Earthling, and cute to boot!"
Brad blushed, still trying to adapt to the whirlwind romance that had led him to this unexpected marriage. "Yeah, it's pretty crazy, Tammy. I mean, who would've thought we'd end up like this?"
Tammy playfully nudged him with her fin-like arm. "Life's full of surprises, Brad. Sometimes you just have to dive right into them."
Brad chuckled, starting to feel more at ease with Tammy and her wild antics. "Well, I've certainly taken a plunge into the unknown with you, Tammy. It's...different, but I kind of like it."
Tammy's eyes twinkled as she leaned in closer. "Different can be exciting, Brad. And I promise, you're in for the ride of your life!"
As the spaceship continued its journey through the cosmos, Brad and Tammy shared more stories, laughter, and the promise of a future together. It was a strange turn of events, but Brad couldn't deny that he was beginning to enjoy the adventure that had become his life as a Space Biker's husband.
Tammy's eyes lit up with excitement as she leaned in closer to Brad. "You know, Brad, in my species, there's a special tradition after marriage. We haven't had a chance to do it yet."
Brad, always eager to embrace new experiences, smiled and replied, "Well, why wait? We can do it now, right?"
Tammy's enthusiasm grew, but she paused for a moment, her face taking on a thoughtful expression. "I'd love to, Brad, can you wait just a little while? I promise it'll be worth it."
Brad nodded, trusting Tammy's sense of tradition and eager to make this new chapter of his life with her special. "Sure, Tammy. Take your time. I'll be right here."
With a quick kiss, Tammy rushed out of the spaceship's quarters, leaving Brad with a sense of anticipation for the unique tradition that would soon mark their union. As he waited, he couldn't help but marvel at the unexpected journey he had embarked upon and the surprises that continued to unfold.
As Brad patiently waited inside the spaceship, he couldn't help but reflect on the whirlwind of events that had led him to this point. From his uneventful high school life in Tremorton to being whisked away into space by the Space Bikers and then married to Tammy, it had been a rollercoaster ride of emotions and adventures.
Outside, Tammy was bustling with activity, gathering the necessary items for the traditional post-marriage ritual of her species. She knew how important it was to make this moment special for Brad, and she was determined to do everything just right.
After what felt like an eternity to Brad, Tammy returned to the spaceship with a beaming smile and a bundle of colorful objects. "Okay, Brad, it's ready!" she exclaimed, her excitement palpable.
When Brad decided to finally go out and see what she meant, he seen the other members of the bikers there looking at him.
Letta, the imposing leader of the Space Bikers, fixed her sharp gaze on Brad. Her fish-like features displayed a mix of curiosity and amusement. With a sly smile, she leaned in closer to Tammy and whispered, "Well, well, Tammy. You've certainly surprised us all with this one. He's not like your usual ones"
Tammy chuckled and put her arm around Brad's shoulders. "No, Letta, he's different. But I think he's got potential. Plus, he's got that Earthling charm."
Olga, the muscle of the group, looked at Brad with her distinct German accent. She crossed her burly arms, towering over him with an intrigued expression. "You, tiny Earth man. You make big choice, marrying Tammy. Is good choice, ja?"
Brad gulped but managed a nervous smile. "Uh, yeah, I think so. Tammy's amazing."
Sludge, who was apparently a mother of two with another on the way, observed Brad with a knowing look. She nodded thoughtfully and said, "Family is important. Tammy made a good choice. Earthling or not, he'll learn."
Finally, Lenny, the small and meek member of the gang who was often seen on a leash, shifted nervously on his leash as he glanced at Brad. His high-pitched voice quivered as he spoke, "I-I think Tammy's choice is, uh, interesting. B-but if Letta says it's okay, then, um, it's probably fine."
Tammy patted Lenny on the head affectionately, and he offered a timid smile.
As Brad continued to stand among the Space Bikers, his curiosity got the better of him. He turned to Tammy and asked, "So, Tammy, you mentioned a special tradition from your species that we were going to do. What's it all about?"
Tammy's eyes sparkled with excitement as she looked at Brad. "Oh, it's a tradition to mark our bond as husband and wife, Brad. You'll see, it's going to be unforgettable!"
Brad couldn't help but be intrigued, although he had no idea what he was in for. The gang members exchanged knowing glances, and Letta signaled for the preparation of their mysterious tradition.
A table was brought forward, laden with a variety of exotic dishes and utensils that looked unlike anything Brad had seen on Earth. The food had a vibrant and otherworldly appearance, and the utensils were strangely shaped, with intricate designs.
Brad raised an eyebrow, both nervous and intrigued. "Okay, so what do I do?"
Tammy grinned mischievously at Brad's curiosity and gestured for him to take a seat at the table. "Just sit tight, Brad, and watch the show!"
With a playful twinkle in her eye, Tammy dove into the feast with gusto. The dishes were a kaleidoscope of colors, each one more vibrant and exotic than the last. Brad watched in amazement as Tammy attacked the food, her movements both graceful and wild.
One dish had luminous, neon-green noodles that seemed to glow in the dim light of the spaceship. Tammy slurped them up with fervor, letting out a contented sigh as the flavorful broth dripped down her chin. She grabbed another dish filled with what appeared to be translucent, jelly-like cubes that shimmered in various colors. With a delighted giggle, she popped them into her mouth, and they burst with a burst of sweet and tangy flavors.
Brad couldn't help but chuckle as he watched Tammy eat. She was clearly enjoying herself, and her enthusiasm was infectious. Tammy then picked up a plate of what looked like tiny, floating orbs of light, delicately suspended in a clear, gel-like substance. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she delicately plucked one and let it burst in her mouth, releasing a burst of cool, refreshing flavor.
As Tammy continued to devour the strange and delicious-looking dishes, she occasionally used a unique utensil that resembled a delicate spiral, almost like a miniature tornado. She deftly twirled it through the dishes, picking up mouthfuls of exotic fare and savoring every bite.
Despite her elegance, Tammy wasn't afraid to get a bit messy. Splashes of colorful sauces adorned her face as she enthusiastically savored the otherworldly cuisine. Brad couldn't help but smile at her carefree and joyful approach to the meal.
When Tammy finally finished her meal with a hearty burp, the other members of the Space Bikers applauded her eating prowess.
However, his attention was drawn to the loud gurgling sound emanating from Tammy's stomach after her burp. The members exchanged knowing glances, and Letta nodded in confirmation. They seemed to believe that Tammy was ready for the next step of their mysterious tradition.
Tammy glanced at Brad, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. "Brad, it's time for the next part of the tradition. Are you ready?"
Brad nodded, feeling a mix of curiosity and excitement. "I'm ready, Tammy. What's next?"
As Brad watched in amazement, the chair he was sitting on began to transform right before his eyes. It grew larger and thicker, with a few stair steps appearing on the side. He couldn't help but feel a sense of confusion and curiosity about what was happening.
Tammy, still wearing that mischievous grin, looked down at Brad from her elevated position on the transformed chair. She seemed to have finished her meal and was now ready for the next part of their mysterious tradition.
With a playful twinkle in her eye, she said, "Brad, I'm full and ready to unload my love onto you!"
Brad blinked in surprise, trying to make sense of her words. "Unload your love? What does that mean, Tammy?"
Tammy giggled and stepped onto the stair steps, gradually getting above Brad's eye level and then taking out her wedding dress showcasing what could only be described as a fancy black colored space lingerie.
"For the marking of my love, I shall mark you with my scent…by farting onto you, over and over" She said as she giggled.
"Wait what?"
Brad was suddenly taking out of his moment of awestruck by looking at her body to suddenly being told something he didn't like
"What do you mean b-"
But he was not able to say anything else as Tammy's large green booty was shoved right into his face, taking by surprise.
Tammy moaned as she grinds her huge ass on his face. "Mmm, your face feels good." She moaned.
"Hmhmhmhphm" Brad voice was muffled thanks to all that booty meat.
"Mmm, take this~" Tammy moaned as she rips a beefy rank fart.
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burst forth from her ass in an explosion of foul stench, Brad's poor nostrils were instantly assaulted by smells beyond his wildest imagination. The odorous wave enveloped him, causing his face to contort in sheer disgust.
"Ahh, that felt good. How are you honey?" Tammy asked.
He tries to push her off with his hands, trying the best he could to shake that phat ass off his face, something he never thought he would think of doing as having a facesitting from a big booty woman was one of his biggest dreams.
"Ooh, trying to give my ass a rub huh? It feels nice!" Tammy moaned.
Letta smirked at this "Looks like you were right Tammy, I thought the human would hate our tradition where the wife had to eat all the wedding food and mark him by farting on him, but he seems to be into it''
"But of course, it's not like he married me on the spot without knowing all about our species, that would have been stupid, I'm sure that with the robot Jenny and what not he should have heard of it, it's basic" Tammy said, not knowing Brad actually did marry her without knowing much.
Brad tried as hard as he could to move her fat jiggly ass off of his face.
"Look how much he loves my booty, he cant stop touching it, he for sure wants more"
Tammy grunted again before she let out another burst of flatulence but it was more of a sbd fart. It was like hot and thick wind that could melt the hair of his nose, it smelled like sewage mixed with blue cheese after being left to stew for too long.
"Ahh. Smells good baby?" Tammy asked as she grinds her huge ass on his face after blasting the stinky fart.
Brad found himself gasping for breath, coughing uncontrollably, and desperately seeking refuge from the putrid cloud that surrounded him. His muffled cries for help were barely audible over the cacophony of laughter and chaos that the stink bomb had his desperation, Brad's hands instinctively reached out, and he found himself inadvertently slapping onto Tammy's bouncy booty.
'No! I'm not! It's horrible! A terrible stench! If only I knew of this, I would have called the wedding off!' He thought.
"Mmm, I love it when you slap my thick booty baby. It makes it jiggle." Tammy moaned and giggled.
Olga then started talking "Do you want more food? Different tastes makes for different farts"
"Ooh, what do you have in mind Olga?" Tammy asked.
"How about the blue two headed roasted chicken? I heard it makes you gassy like never before"
"Oooh, I'm in! Please give me some!" Tammy said.
Olha rips out a drumstick and throws it at Tammy who grabs it in her hand and begins to eat it.
Mmm, it's so yummy and juicy!" Tammy said as she eats the drumstick.
Her stomach begins to gurgle once more and she lets out a large bubbly fart "oOOHH!"
"Oh man, that was foul!" Brad said as he tried pushing on her fat massive ass again.
"Fuck! You were right, this one sure did a number on me, but it was strong and Brad liked it a lot , didn't you babe?" She said before lifting her ass up and going down on it multiple times.
Her thick booty bashes Brad's face as he was muffled each time he wanted to answer.
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While IT kept letting out some toots left and right. Brad gagged from her foul funky farts as they smelled awful.
"Ooohh god it smells so horrible, downright gut wrenching"
"Aww, thanks~" Tammy said as she slapped her ass, making it jiggle on his face "Kiss my ass Brad, smother it with your love"
He gasped for air even if it was fetid, having no other choice but to do as she said he kissed Tammy's fat huge stinky ass.
"Hmmm~thats right, kiss it more and more, lick my cheeks, show how much you wish for this to be on your face everyday"
Even though he hated this, he couldn't help but to kiss her ass more.
*Smooch* *Smeck* *Slurp*
'Uhmmm...even though this is so disgusting, her ass is still so sexy, fuck I hate this' He thought, between kisses as she jiggled her huge ass for him.
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"oOOH shit! That one came out burning!"
'Oh, it smells rank and awful!' He thought as he slapped her jiggly meaty ass.
"That's the plan" She rubs her ass all over his face, squeezing her asscheeks together to turn him into a ass sandwich "I need to get it reeeeally up on your face"
He gulped as he heard her say this 'Oh no…'
"Alright, ladies, let's see how much of this exotic cuisine you can tempt my taste buds with," Tammy exclaimed with a mischievous glint in her eyes.
The others eagerly set out an array of bizarre-looking dishes before her, their tantalizing aromas wafting through the air, making her mouth water.
As Tammy dug in, her vocalizations turned into a peculiar and amusing symphony of "Gaghghghgmgmg" as her mouth became a flurry of activity, savoring each peculiar morsel.
Sludge couldn't help but interject, "No talking with your mouth full, Tammy," in a playful scold.
Tammy, taking the advice to heart, briefly paused to swallow, but not before showcasing her astonishingly wide-open mouth that seemed to defy the limits of what a human could do even if she was not one, then effortlessly gobbling down every last bite.
A chorus of applause and beaming smiles erupted around the table. "Nice job, Tammy," Lenny complimented her.
As Tammy reclined, she suddenly felt a pang of overindulgence. She placed a hand on her bloated belly, which emitted low, rumbling sounds akin to a raucous bar brawl.
"Oh, dear. I fear I might have overdone it. My stomach sounds like there's a full-blown brawl happening inside," Tammy confessed, patting her belly gently.
Letta and Olga nodded empathetically as they began to rub her distended belly. "That gurgling means you're primed for the grand finale," They assured her.
Amidst the peculiar dining spectacle, Brad couldn't help but wonder, his expression still obscured by the ample posterior before him. He listened closely as Tammy's stomach gurgled. The sounds, initially subtle, grew progressively more pronounced, evolving into a mighty crescendo that reverberated throughout the room.
"Seems like you've got a colossal fart in the making," Letta teased with a mischievous grin.
Tammy's eyes sparkled with anticipation as she replied, "You bet, it's going to be explosive." She playfully bit her lower lip in anticipation.
Let it all out on your hubby!" Olga cheered.
"Alright, you guys better take cover," Tammy cautioned, a wicked grin on her face. "I'm about to shake the whole ship."
Olga, Helga, and the others nodded in agreement, ensuring they were safely out of the way. The room filled with a palpable sense of anticipation.
"HUMPPHM...RAHHHHH!" Tammy roared before the pent up gas in her bowels was unleashed.
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She let loose a gigantic, bombastic stench of a fart that jiggles her ass wildly as the thunderous noxious gas extended expulsion reverberated through the ship, leaving no doubt that Tammy had indeed fulfilled her promise to shake things up.
"Ooooooohhhhh it's not stopping!
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The room seemed to tremble as Tammy's relentless expulsion showed no sign of stopping, she grip on the chair tightened as she endured the uncontrollable gas.
"AHHHHHHHRGGHHH!" Tammy clenched her fists onto the chair as her butt keept booty blasting.
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Brad's face was getting assaulted with Tammy's massive nasty ass gas.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! This is gonna be the last one I can feel it! Ooohh its gonna be bubbly and wet!"
And as if reaching the pinnacle of this extraordinary gaseous performance, Tammy let out one final, earth-shaking burst:
"W-Wait! Dont! Please!"
But his words were left on deaft ears as Tammy was unable to control her urge to keep on farting, so she unleashed the biggest earth shattering booty blast she ever did in her life.
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Tammy's grand finale was a triple-monster blast of gas, an olfactory assault that filled the air with a putrid combination of rotten beans, eggs, and other unidentifiable meats. The noxious cloud wafted through the room, and even Tammy herself couldn't escape its pungent embrace, causing her to cough involuntarily.
"Damn, I think I went too far," she admitted, fanning herself with her hand. "Can anyone vacuum this extra gas? It's more than enough, hehehe."
Her companions nodded in agreement as they hurried to use a vacuum device to clear the air.
After the formidable release of gas, Tammy rose from her throne and turned her attention to Brad, who sat there in a daze with his mouth hanging open, clearly knocked out by the overwhelming flatulence.
"Damn, your mouth was open all this time? Hehehe, nice! That means, in a way, I shared the food with you too," Tammy remarked playfully before planting a kiss on his nose. "Welcome to the family, Brad, You and i? We are gonna do great things together hihihihi"
"Ugh..." Brad groaned in response, still recovering from the unexpected turn of events.
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