Fart World Chronicles Beth Gaiden

All characters present in this story are of legal age. If you like the topic covered, enjoy the story.

Elizabeth might not be the prettiest teacher at school, but she had the biggest ass.

Alex spent a good part of the class looking at the movement of her ass, just like he did in the regular universe. However, the crucial difference was that this time there was a sizeable hole in her jeans and, as the teacher was not wearing panties, her flesh was partially visible.

The boy approached her as soon as the class ended; her mother would be training for her next fight and therefore there would be no chance of having contact with her powerful maternal ass. And, well, his mother's ass wasn't as wide and big as the teacher's.

"Beth," he started the conversation by testing whether their relationship had the same degree of intimacy.

"What's wrong, Alex? Do you have any questions?"

When he actually looked at the math teacher's face for the first time, the boy noticed that she was chewing gum.

"Maybe bad breath wasn't as forgivable as anal stink," he thought.

In the regular universe, Beth was accused of having breath by several of her students. Never directly, but she could hear the comments and jokes from them and even some of her students.

Alex was never part of that group; he was too busy masturbating at home.

"I really wanted to smell your ass", he finally said.

Beth sighed.

"Does it have to be now? I have an appointment. Maybe tomorrow."

Beth grabbed her things, ready to leave. The student then grabbed her arm.

"I won't be able to study if I keep thinking about your big ass. If my grades drop..."

He didn't need to finish. Beth needs the money to pay off her husband's gambling debts and, if her best student fell in the overall student rankings - especially because she and Karina taught him personally - she would lose the bonus at the end of the month.

"Okay, okay. How do you want to do this?"

The 18-year-old lay on the floor and ordered Elizabeth to take off her jeans and sit on his face. She did.

Unlike Sarith Anischa who incorporated their farts into classes, Beth was content with just exposing her anus. It seemed to Alex, maybe she was just out of gas or just didn't have the same joy as her co-workers in emitting gas freely in her class.

He soon discovered the truth.

Beth's fart stunk almost as much as Sarith's, and absolutely more than Karina's. The toxic odor just didn't surpass that of his cousin Nicole, who had woken him up that morning in the best way possible.

"One is enough, right," she questioned and then looked at her wristwatch. "I really need it."

One fart would never be enough. Alex was in paradise now that the world had simply gone crazy. A world in which female anal freedom was paramount. A glorious reality in which the two most annoying teachers in the entire school were not only personally responsible for his education but also farted indiscriminately.

Hearing and smelling Karina farting in the middle of class was wonderful, but not as wonderful as having the math teacher's meaty ass in his face.

"Só mais um, por favor", ele praticamente estava implorando.

"Ok, mas sua namorada não vai gostar".

"Just one more, please," he was practically begging.

"Okay, but your girlfriend won't like it."

Beth dispersed another dose of poisonous gas on her 18-year-old student. Alex wondered what the Beth he knew would think about this whole situation.

"Now I really need to go. You're going to have to wait until I get home if you want to inhale more of my farts.

Your mom will be training, right? I'll try not to make so much noise".

Elizabeth hurriedly put on her pants and left the room. Seconds later, Nicole arrived in the living room, having bumped into her mother.

"Alex!" exclaimed his cousin/girlfriend. "What did I tell you about smelling my mom's farts at school? What do you think will happen to my reputation?

If another teacher had forced you, that would be fine, but everyone knows that my mother doesn't fart like that."

Alex had no idea what would await him. The future was uncertain alone with three gassy women at home. The prospect, however, looked very promising.

If you want to know the answer, stay tuned for the next stories. Not all of them will have the same themes here, but many of them will. I guarantee that.