By: geneticnotecard
A few thoughts hit Kate Bishop when she first woke up.
The room smelled horrific. Like sweat and month old cheese. Kate assumed she had been farting in her sleep, but it usually wasn’t that bad. It had to be a combination of sorts.
She then noticed she was somewhat naked with only a red, white, and blue pair of panties on, and somewhat slick with a tiny amount of sweat. She must have borrowed it from America at some point.
Speaking of the interdimensional traveler, America Chavez was right next to her. She was very naked. Kate’s eyes glistened over her every curve. Kate's mind began to race for a second before remembering the events of the previous night.
Sunshine peeked through the blinds, hitting America’s face and curls. It was as if she was a goddess. America’s skin was gold, shining in the light.
How is this my life, Kate asked herself. There’s no way I deserve someone as beautiful as America. America began to stir and stretch in Kate’s bed. She yawned and groaned a bit. She opened her eyes for a few seconds, shutting them quickly. Sleep was heavy in America’s eyes.
“Morning, America. Sleep well?” America moaned and groaned a bit more, refusing to open her eyes. Her body tensed up a bit as she slammed her head into the pillow beneath her. She slightly lifted her ass in the air and gave a quiet grunt.
BBBBBBBLLLLlllllLLLLlllllllmmmmrrrrrrpppprrrruuuuuurrrrrr….
America’s fart was long, windy, and especially bassy, smelling like a farmhouse with hundreds of cattle. It had a volcanic start and tapered off after about 9 seconds. After a second, the smell hit Kate and she had to stifle a few coughs from the stench. Who knew America’s morning farts were so horrid?
“Jesus Christ America, did you realize your morning farts are the literal worst?”
“Of course, Princess. I’ve had to live with them my entire life.” America spoke into her pillow while Kate poked her in the head a couple times. America did not move and Kate tried fanning the air to relieve the smell.
“Oh c’mon America, this is our first morning in bed together!” America finally flipped over, opened her eyes, and gave Kate a sly smile.
“Good morning princess,” she said quietly. “But you do realize how many times we’ve slept together, right?”
“Yeah, but now we’re… You know…” Kate’s face reddened a bit.
“Good point, Bishop.”
“Y’know, I always thought it was kinda weird that we just slept together. Platonically.” Kate’s mind immediately flashed back to how she and America would somehow end up asleep in the same bed. They always started the night 2 feet apart, yet would wake up sprawled across each other.
“Nothing about that phase was platonic, querida. I think you always knew that, deep down.”
“Why did it take us so long to figure this out?” Kate asked her newfound lover. She looked at America with deep eyes while America herself stared at the ceiling fan.
“Didn’t take me long to figure out what I wanted. You were hot, I was usually single. Seemed simple enough.” America stopped for a second and exhaled. “But then it became... more than just good looks. Plus, you had to find yourself first, and that’s okay. We all have a journey Kate, no matter how fast or slow.”
America rarely lets others see her soft side. And if this wasn’t her soft side, then Kate didn’t know what was. She typically puts on this “badass” persona, but she has always let Kate see her less “appealing” side. That meant everything to her. Years of love, friendship, and pining, all leading to this. It felt like it was worth it.
America rubbed her palm against Kate’s face for a few moments before getting up. Maybe she was going to make some breakfast or coffee. Instead, America plopped her face right into Kate’s ass.
“God, your ass is like a pillow,” America said, her voice muffled by the size of Kate’s butt. Kate felt America trying to force herself deeper into Kate’s booty, which turned her on a bit more. Kate smiled as she felt her stomach bubble up a bit.
“Would you like some gas with that, Ms. Chavez?” Kate said in an impersonation of a fancy waiter, causing them both to giggle.
“Hmmmmm, I’m not too sure princess…”
“You better make up your mind, America. Oof, I think it’s gonna be bad.”
“Well, in that case… Give me your worst Princess.”
pppppffffffFFFRRRRBLBLBLBLBRMTT!
Kate’s first fart slapped America in the face. It started soft and quiet before ramping up into a loud cacophony of bubbles. It had a very cheesy stench. The pizza Kate had eaten the night before was still working wonders on her. She was most likely going to have to take a trip to the toilet very soon. But. she wanted to indulge America first. She could hear her taking plentiful whiffs of her rancid air.
“Mmmmmm… Kate, your stinky butt is my life right now,” America said while smashing her face into Kate’s booty a few times. “I just can’t get enough of it. How does a bratty princess like you end up with a butt like this?”
“Honestly America, I’m not sure.… Maybe I just deserve it.”
PPPLLOOORRT-pplllarrpp-BLBBMMLBMMMTTRRTTTPPP!
Kate ripped 3 boisterous and fetid farts in quick succession giving America no time to recover during them. The first was loud and damp, while the two other farts were incredibly wet and bubbly. America's eyes stung a bit, but she wasn't about to back down. Uh-oh. She definitely stained her panties with those ones.
“Hey Princess? Your panties are kinda wet now.” America’s face was still nestled in Kate’s ass, so it seemed as if she didn’t mind. Kate shrugged and waited for some more putrid gas to make its way out.
A minute later, America groaned at Kate’s lack of farts..
“What's the holdup Princess? I mean, your ass still smells like garbage, so that's nice, but I need mooooore.”
“Just wait, brat. I know there’s more in there.” Right on cue, Kate’s belly gurgled and shook with the pressure that was building up. Not even a second later, it forced itself out of Kate.
BBBBRRRRMMMMMMLMPLM-PMBPLMLBBPMBLBMBLBPPLLUUURRRFffff!
Kate’s gigantic fart bubbled and slapped against America’s face, as Kate couldn’t control the huge gas bubbles traveling out of her at an incredibly high velocity. This fart was very steamy and thick. America could feel her face warming up as it rumbled against her. The combined smells of cheese and sulphur quickly took control of the room.
“Hot damn princess, that’s fucking rank,” America said, speaking into Kate’s booty. She deeply inhaled Kate’s odor through her nose. This sound was very exciting to Kate.
America turned her face so her cheek was in contact with Kate's large behind. “Hey, remember after we beat Mother?” she asked. “Poor little Bishop’s legs were too sore to stand while she took a shower. Guess who had to ‘help’ her out?”
“Ha, ha, that was fun. All I could focus on was your soapy hands - hgn! - FFRRRRAaaaaaaAAAMBMBMB! - all over me.”
Kate pushed and interrupted herself mid sentence with a volatile burst of gas that got louder as it progressed. It’s deep bubbles lasted about 6 seconds before she resumed her sentence. America jumped a bit at the fart because it came out of nowhere.
“All I could focus on was how red your face was… And the blood that ran into the drain. Gotta stop getting your ass kicked, princess.”
“Very funny. Maybe this will shut you up.”
pppprooomp-FLLBLLBBLLBLBPPPPPPPPPRRRRAARRRRPPPP!
Kate’s release started fairly soft and quiet before ramping up into a mudslide of gas and popping. It smelled the same as her other farts, but now there was the ever present smell of burnt rubber. Kate was starting to impress herself with her seemingly non-stop farts. Kate’s farts were usually pretty bad, but this is on a whole new level. America moaned quietly.
“Mhhmmm, Princess, you’re gonna have to try harder than that. You also remember when your ass got drunk at that 'elite' club and I had to save your ass, right?”
“I have no clue what you’re talking about.”
“Well, I do. ‘I love you America.’ ‘Don’t leave me America.’ ‘Did you break up with Lisa yet?’ ‘Your ass is so fat America.’”
“Yeah, I still have no clue what you’re talking about.”
“Well, I think I have some of it snapchatted, if you want to do some dig-”
“Fine, okay, I remember. I was such a…. mess, back then. You were literally the reason I drank so much. I didn’t think I was into girls, yet I was crushing on my best friend.”
“Well, it's a good thing everything's so clear now, huh chica?” Kate can feel America smirking against her ass, and it’s nice. Being with America like this, it’s really nice. Too bad her ass had to spoil the moment.
BBRROOOOOOMMPPP… FRAAAMMMmmmmmblllblbbrrr
“Oof wait, I’m not done yet…”
PPPLLLBLBLBPLLPLLLBLBPLLBBBBBRRRRRMMMMMMMMMMmrlpr-
Kate unleashed a torrent of noisome farts. She started with a foghorn blast, one that most definitely could have been heard through multiple walls, and then pushed out a bassy emission that stung America’s eyes. Her final fart was long with a carbonated level of explosiveness. The fresh aroma sliced through the air, as Kate cut off her murky fart as soon as she felt something a bit more sinister approaching. She hopped up and quickly walked to the bathroom.
“Fuck, Kate, that was sooo hot… Hey where are you going?” America hopped up after enjoying Kate’s gas for a few moments and followed her.
Kate opened the door and locked it right behind her. Kate sat her ass right down on the toilet as soon as she got in there. Soon after, America knocked on the door a few times.
“Katie, what’s going on? Everything good?”
“Yeah don’t worry babe, everythings okay!”
America, being America, could tell that everything was not okay. She decided that she needed to witness whatever Kate was about to dump into the toilet.
America ripped the door right off its hinges and casually set it to the side. She leaned up against the counter right in front of Kate, just a couple feet away from her. It was pretty cramped in there.
“So Princess… Care to let me know why you don’t want me watching you shit?”
“I just… It’s so gross and nasty.” A couple puffs of gas seeped out from under Kate. “I didn’t want to subject you to that.”
“Kate, you dumb idiot, I was literally just smelling your farts with my head on your ass. You really think I care?” America chuckled with affection as she smiled at Kate. She leaned down to kiss Kate on the lips.
“I guess that makes sense…”
Soon, the puffs of gas became more and more frequent. The waste was getting noisier as it moved closer to Kate’s anus. Eventually a bit of soft crackling started up. America hopped off the counter and leaned down, so she could get a better view of Kate’s dump. The ropes of waste flew out of Kate, splashing the bottom of the bowl. Kate looked into America’s eyes as this was happening. She bit her lip as her cheeks flushed with red. America flashed her a smirk before getting on her knees and putting her head between Kate’s thighs. She wanted to get how much mass was accumulating in the water. After a long 20 seconds, the stream of ropes tapered off.
“C’mon Princess, I feel like we’re getting to the good part.”
“Relax woman, I feel more coming… I’m not even close to being done.”
Kate’s stomach gurgled loudly. Hearing this, America slid a hand down to her privates while she exhaled deeply through her nose right over Kate’s pussy. Kate moaned and shook on the toilet for a second.
“Horny on the toilet, are we Princess?”
“Maybe.” America smirked up at Kate and rubbed Kate’s own belly for her. Both Kate and America blushed profusely. A few minutes later, Kate felt some movement and pushed some more.
Kate’s second wave of waste started out incredibly fast, albeit the logs a bit thinner. They made a very loud crackling sound that echoed off the bowl. As soon as Kate started up again, America’s face turned a deep shade of red as Kate continued to fill up the bowl. I love how fucking crazy America is, Kate thought. The sight of Ms. America Chavez blushing will NEVER get old.
Kate’s dump would start and stop and start and stop and start up again, causing America to quicken her pace with her fingers. She moaned quietly as Kate kept dumping more and more waste into the bowl. Eventually, Kate’s last few ropes flew out of her and she got up after a few wipes. She and America admired Kate’s mammoth sized load. It was an inch beyond the hole of the bowl.
“Oh my god… Kate…”
Despite watching the waste fly out of Kate’s ass, America stood there absolutely shocked by the size of it. Her blush grew as she focused on just how much was there. Some of it was mush, some of it was semi-solid, some of it was a bit more solid. Kate, watching America, leaned up to America’s lips and sloppily kissed her while sneaking a couple fingers into her sex. They both moaned from the messy contact. America was slick with juices from watching her.
Kate broke off the kiss. “Wow, who knew America Chavez was into the nasty stuff that comes outta my butt,” Kate said snarkily.
“Shut up Bishop.”
Kate kept kissing America and flicking her fingers in America’s pussy before she stopped kissing Kate and hugged her. Hard. America shook relentlessly and Kate’s arms. She moaned loudly in Kate’s ears as her orgasm stretched on and on until she was limp in Kate’s arms. Kate removed her slick hand and licked it a few times, tasting America’s warm and sweet juices. Suddenly, America’s weight began to become overwhelming.
“Did you like that America?” Kate asked breathlessly from trying to hold up America.
“Just a little.”
“Okay, I can’t hold you any longer you fat ass,” Kate said, straining her voice. They both fell on the floor, America ending up on top of Kate. She appreciated America’s boobs on her face, but America was seriously heavy.
“America, do you have any idea of how heavy you are?”
“Oh, I know. I’m all muscle.”
America hopped up off of Kate. She picked Kate up and hung her over her shoulder. After a short walk, America dumped Kate on the couch.
“Y’know I don’t appreciate being manhandled like that. Womanhandled, I guess.” America smiled at her. No words were said, but they didn’t have to be.
“Forget it. But we’re not about to ignore how you just came in my arms like putty. I had you at my mercy, princess,” Kate said with a sneer. America’s face slightly flushed.
“I know what I like, Kate. You just met my quota. I won’t lie how I feel about you.” America shrugged her shoulders. “It’s kind of shocking to be honest.”
“Awww, that's cute. Although it's kind of insulting? I’m not really sure how to feel about that.” America punched her in the shoulder softly.
“Shut up Bishop.”
Kate leaned onto America until they were both laying down on the couch. America began to spoon Kate. They were content like this for a few minutes until America spoke up. She whispered in Kate’s ear.
“Princess, go find your best bikini. And grab your… biggest for me. I got something I want to show you.”
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15 minutes later, Kate was dressed in lacy swimwear, which was purple of course, that exposed her supple body. Kate was in between thick and skinny and America loved her for it. However, Kate’s ass was especially protruding.
Kate did her best to find a bikini that would fit America. Unfortunately, she wasn’t able to come up with much. America was “swimwear” that barely fit her as it seemed to be bursting at the seams. It barely covered her bust and it easily was scrunched in her ass within seconds.
“Dammit Katie, did you pick out the smallest shit you had in there?”
“I tried to find something that would fit you, I really did. It, um, fit me at least. Maybe try losing some weight?”
“Very funny Princess. You ready?”
Kate smiled and shook her head up and down very quickly. America’s eyes glowed and she punched a star portal through reality. God that will never get old, thought Kate. America took Kate’s hand and they walked through the portal.
Kate was met with a regular looking, albeit floating pond. It was like a tiny island with shrubbery and a single palm tree. The water was purple for whatever reason. The weird part was how they were surrounded by a sky of stars and shapes and the colors of the rainbow. There was nothing else surrounding them besides the gorgeous edges of reality.
“Oh my… America…”
“It’s beautiful, isn’t it. I found this while exploring. A random purple pond in the middle of the cosmos. It always reminded me of you.”
“I wonder why that is,” Kate said while giving America a quick smooch on the cheek.