Warning: Story contains descriptions of Fart/Scat domination and Mind Control.
The forest seemed to come alive as the break of dawn cast light upon the world that broke through the thick canopy of the tall conifers and illuminated the form of a small cabin hidden within the woods. The cabin was composed of simple wooden walls and had thatch roofing. A little chimney could even be seen poking out of the rooftop, completing an image that could be described as nothing but picturesque.
Rumour had it that here lived a married couple that were so infatuated with each other that they almost completely shut themselves off from the outside world. They opted instead to revel in each other's company, till death do they part. All was quiet save for the chirping of the birds welcoming the new day. Perhaps only they knew whether the rumours were true.
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Desmond woke up amidst great agitation, he'd had that dream again. In the dream, he was a promising adventurer full of aspirations that fulfilled his duty with pride while carrying the people's admiration on his shoulders. He would travel around the country, completing all sorts of wonderous and dangerous quests and come back victorious every time. However, things changed one fateful day, when he'd ventured into a particular forest to investigate a disappearance case. He'd encountered a beast the likes of which he'd never seen before. At the time, his well-trained body refused to obey him for reasons unknown and it wasn't long before he was captured by the beast. The last thing he saw were two glowing wheels of purple light, and as with every other time, that was when he woke up.
Desmond steadied his breathing and wiped the cold sweat from his brow as he took in the scenery of the simple room of the forest cabin, a scenery that naturally gave him comfort. It was at this moment that a voice sounded beside him as if to ease his worries.
"Mmmnnn, did you have that dream again?"
A large shadow moved on the bed beside Desmond. As soon as that voice was heard it was like all his troubles became meaningless. Desmond gazed fondly at the figure lying next to him that had just awoken from her own slumber. Hers was the presence that brought him the most comfort in this world.
The morning glow that spilled into the room reflected brilliantly off the short, glossy, caramel-brown fur that covered the entire massive body of the chubby tanuki woman. Black rings decorated her long, fuzzy tail that stood erect and shook as she tried to stretch the laziness from her body. Desmond couldn't help but admire her fully naked formed sprawled out on the bed. Dark brow fur covered her feet up to her plump calves, followed by light brown fur that adorned her fat thighs and wide hips. Her pudgy abdomen, stocky midriff and all the way up to her large, perky mammaries were a light shade of tan. Her face was a furry cross between a human's and a raccoon dog, a little black doggy nose sat at the centre and atop her head were rounded furry ears whose tips were dark brown.
Her name was Iris, a beautiful tanuki woman with a generous amount of heft in her figure and a bright personality that lit up Desmond's world. She also happened to be his wife. It was rare for humans to hook up with beastmen given the vast cultural differences, however these days it was an occurrence that was slowly becoming more and more common. Desmond happened to be one of the 'lucky' few to experience this. He gazed fondly at the ring woven from emerald grass that fit snuggly onto Iris' meaty claw. Though it held little material value, it was a symbol of their union that he greatly cherished.
"Bad dreams could never get me down with you by my side, Iris."
The human put aside his musings to offer honeyed words to the tanuki that flowed naturally from his mouth with no hesitation or embarrassment. The effect was immediate as Iris blushed while rubbing the tiredness out of her eyes that were enveloped in bandit-like mask of dark brown fur.
"Geez, I haven't even woken up properly and you're already trying to butter me up...oop, hang on..."
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Even with a prior word of warning, the boisterous, bubbly explosion that echoed throughout the small room wasn't something anyone could prepare for! A hot plume of toxic green gas was expelled from the tanuki's massive, jiggly behind and rapidly spread about, polluting the air within the tiny room! The romantic atmosphere that had just begun taking shape was instantly shattered by the intrusion of the noxious gut bomb.
Or at least, that was what should've happened.
"Ahhhh, oh man, the first one of the morning always feels the best to let out!"
Iris exclaimed in delight, having released some of the pressure built up in her gut, and turned to look at her husband. The sight of the man gagging and choking while trying to fight off the horrendous stench of the vapid vapour...was not what greeted her eyes. Quite the opposite in fact.
The rotten, muddy-green gas that swirled around their surroundings formed thick tendril that were being dutifully drawn into Desmond's flared nostrils. His chest expanded and deflated as if trying to take in as much of the tanuki's putrid shit-vapour as his lungs could take.
Iris observed his action and grinned cheekily when she saw the rather strange expression on his face. Anyone who saw his expression wouldn't have known whether he was delighted or suffering. His creepy smile displayed obvious cracks while his nose was slightly scrunched up and his eyes were teared up as if they were burning. Clearly there was something wrong with his expression, but Iris simply addressed him as if she didn't notice it at all.
"Enjoying my morning gas, babe?"
{I.....rst.....g I ev......led!}
"They're phenomenal babe, I love all your smells, but your morning farts are definitely the best."
Desmond smiled in response and offered up his compliments as if the rancid butt-bomb plaguing his sinuses were the finest perfume.
The tanuki simply giggled at his pandering response and told him a piece of 'good' news as her stomach let out an audible growl.
"Well, there's plenty more where that came from! How about you get in a bit closer so you can really enjoy these!"
With that, she rolled over on the bed with her back facing towards him.
Desmond certainly didn't need to be told twice. Like a kid too eager to properly unwrap his gift, he hurriedly ripped the fur quilt from Iris' lower body, fully revealing her massive pillowy globes. The stench of the previous fart still lingered as muddy-green vapour escaped from the crack of the tanuki's ass and rose into the air like steam from the mouth of a kettle.
Desmond's heart fluttered{bled} as he lay on his stomach and brought his head within the line of fire. With great anticipation{dread}, he grasped the soft booty cheeks within his palms with great care as if holding something precious and parted them to reveal the goods within.
Instantly, the horrible stench in the immediate surroundings seemed to be magnified threefold. Gooey strands of light brown slime formed webs across Iris' asscrack, evidently, there was a little more than just gas that came out with the previous expulsion. In one fluid motion, Desmond ran his face right in between her buttcheeks and deep into her cavernous crack, smearing himself with the still warm butt sauce in the process. Upon reaching his destination, his flared nostrils were placed right atop her puffy brown star, the smell of which already had his nose hairs curling up.
Desmond's hands trembled slightly as if in hesitation, but he ultimately let go of the fleshy butt cheeks, causing them to come together and completely envelop his head in their smothering embrace. His hearing became muffled and the heat that bathed his head caused sweat to start accumulating in the tanuki's butt crack. His sight was blocked and all he could smell was the potent aftereffects of the fart that still lingered stubbornly to her posterior. As the smell was all he could focus on, the intensity of the stink was raised another level.
At this time, Iris let out a yawn.
"Hwaaa...I think I'll rest my eyes for a few more minutes."
Like that, Iris settled in comfortably and began to dose off once more, but not before letting out a steaming ripper.
