A\N: Here is a shoutout for DC-Fan1, thanks for your idea but this story is not related to futanari, something you undestand if you paid attention to what was wrote so far.
It had been a whirlwind of events since Muscle Man tied the knot with his beloved Starla. Meanwhile, Mordecai's relationship with CJ had crashed and burned, courtesy of his brutal honesty. Words cut deep, and Mordecai's failure to point at CJ while professing his feelings had added fuel to the fire of misunderstanding. Seeking solace in his solitude, Mordecai contemplated the twists and turns of his love life when an unexpected knock shattered his pensive atmosphere.
"Who could be pounding on my door at this ungodly hour?" Mordecai wondered aloud, curiosity nudging him downstairs to investigate the mystery visitor.
Swinging the door open, he was greeted by a surprising sight. "Starla?"
"Hey there, Mordecai," Starla chimed, offering a friendly wave.
"But aren't you and Muscle Man still on your honeymoon?"
The sight of Starla, Muscle Man's larger-than-life partner, standing before him in her usual attire—albeit with a snug pair of jeans—piqued Mordecai's curiosity. He couldn't help but ponder how she managed to find clothes that fit her beautifully curvaceous figure, reminiscent of a magnificent mountain range.
"Well, some unforeseen circumstances cut our honeymoon short," Starla explained, briefly glancing behind Mordecai. "But enough about me. How have things been for you?"
Mordecai let out a weary sigh. "It's been a rough patch, but I suppose I'm..."
Before he could finish his sentence, a mysterious assailant swiftly placed a bag over Mordecai's head, jolting him into confusion. Moments later, he was yanked inside his own home, with Starla nonchalantly closing the door behind them.
"AHHH! What's going on?!" Mordecai exclaimed, bewildered by the sudden turn of events.
With no time to process the situation, a cloth doused in chloroform was pressed against his face, gradually enveloping his vision in a blurry haze.
"Shhh... It's all right, little man. Just drift off into a peaceful slumber," Starla taunted with a mischievous smirk. "The real fun will begin when you awaken. So, take a well-deserved nap."
Mordecai's eyelids grew heavy, succumbing to the lure of sleep as consciousness slipped away. In fleeting moments of wakefulness, he could hear muffled voices, sensing the jostling motion of a vehicle beneath him. They were on a journey, headed to an unknown destination.
"So, where are we taking him?"
"Don't worry; I have just the place in mind—a secluded countryside haven far from prying eyes."
"Oh, you mean that place? It's been ages since we've been there."
"Yes, I visit occasionally to train, and it's pristine, thanks to a friend's efforts."
Time slipped away, and what felt like mere minutes stretched into hours, until Mordecai finally stirred, jolted awake as icy water cascaded over him. Gasping for breath and shivering, he surveyed his surroundings, realizing he was inside a warehouse, lying on a wrestling ring.
"Wakey wakey, bird brain," Starla's voice boomed with laughter.
"S-Starla?" Mordecai stammered, his gaze widening as he recognized the figure beside her. "Peggy?"
"Long time no see," Peggy greeted with a smirk, her presence stirring memories of the fateful mud wrestling night where Mordecai and Rigby were outmatched and outmaneuvered.
"What's happening? Where am I?" Mordecai demanded, his voice tinged with a mixture of confusion and concern.
"We haven't exactly kidnapped you," Starla responded, a touch of defiance in her tone. "Consider this more of a gig we've been hired for."
"Someone who holds a grudge against you paid handsomely for this," Peggy added, relishing in the unfolding chaos. "And now, we've been bestowed with the divine task of unleashing retribution upon you."
"And this old warehouse is where we used to practice our wrestling moves," Starla clarified.
Mordecai's mind spun with a flurry of questions. "Who is this person? Why do they seek vengeance?"
"That's none of your concern!" Starla snapped, a sudden surge of anger coloring her features. "All you need to know is that you've hurt them, and now it's time to face the consequences."
"We've been chosen to deliver punishment," Peggy chimed in, readying herself for the task ahead.
Utterly bewildered, Mordecai's instincts kicked in, compelling him to flee. He dashed away from the sisters, his eyes darting around in search of an escape route. Meanwhile, Starla and Peggy exchanged an unconcerned glance, engaging in a round of rock-paper-scissors. Peggy emerged victorious, a devilish smile curling on her lips while Starla groaned in annoyance.
"And just where do you think you're going?" Peggy taunted.
In one mighty leap, Peggy propelled herself toward Mordecai, her athletic prowess evident as her colossal backside nearly collided with his face, instead landing heavily on his back.
*BAM!*
"Pain seared through Mordecai's body, the impact leaving him writhing in agony. "ARGHH! My back!" he cried out.
"Tsk, tsk, little bird. You're still as fragile as a twig," Peggy sneered, playfully swaying her weighty posterior from side to side.
"For now, take it easy, sis. We need him conscious for the real fun to begin," Starla interjected, a glint of sadistic glee dancing in her eyes.
"Fun? What do they mean?" Mordecai's mind whirled with apprehension, his pain echoing his mounting fear.
*GuUuurrGgglele*
The sound of stomach gurgling was heard, and it was not just any gurgling, that one was loud and gave him a bad feeling.
"Oof! You weren't lying when you said mixing Taco Bell food with the new Spicy wings combo was going to get things started" Starla said, petting her gut.
"I mixed beans on mine," Peggy smirked.
"You goofball, last time you did that it was hard to clean up afterward"
They Both started laughing because of it leaving a confused Mordecai on the floor still in pain because he had a giant ass girl's cheeks on his back.
"Can I go first?" Starla said, trying to do the puppy eye look.
"Fine but just because I know you have been waiting for this"
Peggy got up from her new cushion but Mordecai only had time to groan in pain for a few seconds, raising his head before another large ass came with a loud *THUD* to the back of his head once more, his scream of pain being muffled.
"HMHMHMHMHP" Mordecai's screams are muffled by Starla's large spandex-clad ass.
"You have no idea how long I have been waiting for this Mordecai" She then raised her ass just to turn his body around so he could look at her.
"oOoowwn! What the hell are you talking about?" Mordecai asked, confused and in pain, looking up at her giant ass as a looming threat.
"You know damn well what I'm talking about! Do you know what is one of the best things about marriage in Mordecai? Is how the bride and the groom get all the SPOTLIGHT! And what do I see on my special day? You're sorry ass robbing all that and for what? So you can talk shit about soulmates and basically break up with your girlfriend in front of everyone?"
"Yeah man not cool, that was supposed to be something you do in private, are you retarded or something? Sis here told me you didn't even point at said girl when talking about soulmates possibilities" Peggy said with a frown.
"I-I didn't technically break up with her, she just left," Mordecai said, trying to defend himself.
"She was nice enough to do that, if it were me I would break your teeth!" Peggy said, shaking her fist.
"Save your stupid excuses for yourself Mordecai, gosh! Can't believe I used to date this loser but guess what? It's time for your karma to visit, so just be thankful you get a big ol pack of ass like mine for this situation"
Starla then proceeds to smash Mordecai's face with her large green ass with no mercy before grinding it left and right, making sure her ass shape would be imprinted onto his face. Mordecai's muffled screams of pain and protest were completely ignored as the girls just laughed as Starla's stomach gurgled once more.
"Take a good whiff of this sweaty ass Mordecai because the real fun starts now!" Starla said with a smirk before groaning.
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This was exactly what he dreaded, the moment their stomachs began to rumble. At first, he assumed it was just hunger, but no, those were the sounds of restless stomachs craving release. And Starla granted their wish. She let out an enormous, pungent fart that blasted through the gates of her ample, emerald buttocks, hitting Mordecai square in the face as her posterior jiggled from the gust of odorous wind, scorching the inside of his nostrils.
"Damn sis, that one was foul!" Peggy exclaimed, waving her hand while bursting into laughter.
"Only the finest for this guy, hahaha," Starla replied, playfully bouncing her booty up and down.
"Now it's my turn!" Peggy declared.
"Aww, but I wanted to do more!" Starla whined.
"Then hold it in, dear. I've been holding mine, and it's becoming quite challenging. So, let me unload already."
Grumbling in annoyance, Starla complied, rising and leaving Mordecai coughing profusely, resembling someone who smoked two packs of cigarettes a day.
"I-I can't believe you actually did this to me... you farted on my face!" he protested.
"Yeah, and you know what?"
Peggy seized him by the neck, effortlessly lifting him into the air before swiftly turning around and firmly wedging him between her buttocks.
"This is just the beginning, big boy!"
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Peggy's fart was louder and more malodorous than her sister's, reminiscent of an army of stink bombs assaulting the blue bird. He struggled to distance himself from her, but Peggy's buttocks possessed an iron grip on his head, leaving him no choice but to suffocate under her distinctive aroma.
"Eww! You call my farts rank? That one was so dreadful; I'm surprised you didn't soil yourself," Starla remarked, pinching her nose and laughing.
Peggy released his head from her backside, saying, "Nah, we didn't get paid to go that far," her words laced with a half-joking tone.
Mordecai tremulously attempted to rise from the floor, coughing and tearing up.
"Ow, that was painful and revolting! My nose stings, my eyes burn. This is unbearable."
"You should feel honored to have been in such proximity to both our derrières. Not many men can boast about that," Starla commented.
"Brag? That's it? Just because you're a girl, don't think I'll let you get away with this."
Peggy chuckled dismissively. "Oh, how adorable."
Mordecai stood up and lunged at Peggy, but she effortlessly evaded his attack, despite her imposing size and weight. Unbeknownst to Mordecai, she had swiftly positioned herself behind him and delivered a retaliatory booty bump after executing a spin.
*BAM!*
The latter screams as he is tossed away towards Starla, who rather than dodging spins herself around too and booty bumps Mordecai in the face, which in turn goes back to Peggy. Soon enough the two realize they were basically playing a game of Tennis but using their large asses as rackets and Mordecai as the ball.
"AhhhhhHhhh!" He screamed while being bounced from one large sweaty ass to another.
"Hahaha this is fun, I could do this all day," Starla laughs.
"Yeah! This is like a new game we made up"
Peggy uses more strength when booty hits Mordecai but Starla fails to take him as the latter hit the floor.
"Shit! Well, that's good enough" Starla complains.
"Don't sweat it, sis, I'm just that good" Peggy smirks.
Mordecai feels his whole body wobbling, aching with pain and sweaty too, not his own sweat though, those two girls' asses were soaking wet with sweat, and each time he got hit by their asses it was like he was colliding against the water bed of sweaty cheeks.
"Uuh…so disgusting," He said, looking woozy.
"Disgusting huh? Is that what we are?" Starla said with a naughty smile.
"Maybe that's what you always deserved Mordecai, but don't worry. We are going to be even more of that now" Peggy said.
Mordecai gulps in fear as he turns to realize they had already reached out for him, Starla was on his left and Peggy on the right, both of them aiming their large asses at him like a trap. But before the park worker could even beg for them to have mercy they both SLAMMED their thick assed meaty buns of steel onto the poor bastard, leaving him trapped and well lodged into the double wall of flesh.
"Now let's show this asshole how to never fuck up another person's wedding sis, hold nothing back!" Peggy said.
"You too sis, let it rip!" Starla laughed.
The both of them then closed their eyes, took in some air, and then groaned really hard as their stomachs gurgle for one last time, for one final atomic fart as they both burst at the same time.
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The combined sisterly fart unleashed upon Mordecai was so potent and repugnant that he could only remain conscious for a mere five seconds before succumbing to unconsciousness. However, the revolting stench itself managed to jolt him awake once more. It was as if the decaying carcass of a skunk had been dropped into a putrid sewer, and now he was condemned to clean up the noxious aftermath. This malodorous nightmare, which shook the very foundation of their buttocks, lasted an agonizing minute. Mordecai's futile struggles merely resulted in his cheeks being playfully spanked by the sisters, providing them with a twisted sense of pleasure, until he ultimately succumbed and no longer regained consciousness.
"Phew…" Peggy wiped her forehead, then rose from her seat. "I think that did the trick. I haven't unleashed a fart like that in ages. It was quite exhilarating."
"You're absolutely right," Starla agreed, standing up as well and glancing at the motionless Mordecai. "Oof! We've certainly turned this place into a stinkfest. It reeks like a cesspool."
"Perhaps, but you know our client specifically requested an intensely odorous experience," Peggy replied, before hearing her phone ring nearby. She excused herself, grabbing the phone. "Yes?"
The voice on the other end belonged to a mysterious woman, her identity shrouded in secrecy. "Is it done?"
"Yes, dear. It's all taken care of. I must say, even though we don't know each other, you don't strike me as the type to request such a service," Peggy said with a smile.
CJ, Mordecai's ex-girlfriend, responded indignantly. "After everything we went through, he had the audacity to end things in such a despicable manner. He deserves every bit of it."
It was then revealed that CJ had enlisted the services of Starla and Peggy to kidnap Mordecai, bring him to an isolated location, and subject him to their flatulent assault until he reached his breaking point.
"Well, I'm not one to complain. The compensation was quite generous. If you ever need anything similar in the future, don't hesitate to call us," Peggy replied before ending the call.
"Us?" Starla inquired.
"Of course! Didn't it feel empowering to unleash our dominance upon that jerk, making him pay for his repugnance and getting paid for it? We could turn this into a business!" Peggy exclaimed, her excitement palpable.
"Well... I'm planning to start a family, so maybe once or twice?" Starla chuckled.
"Fair enough. Since we don't have a strict deadline to return him, what should we do?" Peggy pondered, casting a glance at Mordecai's motionless form.
Starla rubbed her forehead, contemplating a plan. "Oh! I've got an idea. Maybe we could pay a visit to Muscle Man's mom. I'll fake tears, blaming this guy for straining our marriage and stealing the spotlight. We can hide the fact that I've already exacted my revenge, and then... BAM!"
Peggy's eyes widened in astonishment. "Whoa, are you sure? Muscle Man's mom has a behind larger than the two of us combined. She would turn him into a cushion."
"Yes! I've also heard tales of how her last bout of flatulence wiped out an entire skunk herd in one blast," Starla shared, reminiscing about the stories.
"Disgusting... but perfect. Let's call her right away," Peggy agreed, intrigued by the plan.
The two of them laughed mischievously before departing, ensuring that Mordecai's body was securely bound to a chair, enveloped in the remnants of their foul-smelling emissions.