COMMISSION - When Ashley met Chester

WHEN ASHLEY MET CHESTER
By: SellCon2762

“I’m bringing a friend over if that’s alright with you.” Adam said through the phone to his friend Chester as they planned their Saturday afternoon.

“That should be alright, is your friend cool?”

“Oh they’re the best, you’ll love her.” Adam said hanging up.

“Her?”

Adam was driving his car with his friend Ashley Smith seated on the passenger side. She was wearing a tight white T-shirt that clung tightly to her well-developed chest. Below that she wore a pair of faded black basketball shorts, although shorts might not be the best way to describe it, they practically were panties. It wasn’t her fault of course, her ass was simply huge. The ride over to Chester’s house was uneventful, at first.

“You think he’ll like me?” Ashley asked, not that she hardly cared much given the rebellious nature of her general behavior.

“I think so, he is a bit more proper, but he’s a swell guy.”

“Proper huh?”

“Yeah, so I would try to ask if you could….could…..” Adam began to give her the “do-not-fart” ultimatum but quickly found his lungs full of some devastatingly horrid smelling flatulence. Ashley was cutting forth a fine SBD into the car and the smell was quickly retching up to a higher power as the seconds moved on. She had eaten some butter bars, on top of her heavily egg-based breakfast and together they had merged in her stomach to produce something profoundly nasty.

“What were you going to say, could I try not to fart?” Ashley said with some laughter as she felt the higher air temperature of the vehicle from the sheer heat and intensity of her silent fart. Lactose intolerant and already a fierce farter in her own right, Ashley was already bubbling up with insane quantities of the stinkiest gas anyone could ever cook up. And while her loud and thunderous farts were what made Adam go the craziest for her, the silent ones had a mind all of their own. She generally kept SBDs out of school for a good reason. It only took 30 seconds before the windows were down and even then the smell hung on impressively well.

“Well yeah.” Adam, after 20 seconds of coughing and gagging, responded to her question.

“You fed me butter bars and eggs for breakfast, you did not think this through.” Ashley said patting her stomach, full of her heinous-smelling gas. Of course Adam “was” thinking it through, just not when it came to Chester’s invitation to come over to his house. He wanted a gassy afternoon with his good friend, but the timing with Chester inviting him over and Ashley wanting to do something besides be bored turned this into what it was now becoming.

“Well, let’s keep it down at least a little bit. I don’t know how he’ll handle your farts.”

“Knowing most guys, he’ll be too busy looking to pay much attention.” She said laughing, flaunting her chest as she moved her head back, throwing her blond ponytail around, she most definitely was a looker, Chester would be dumb not to consider her attractive in any respect.  

“Right.” Adam said shaking his head as he continued driving through the thick stink of Ashley’s fart. One of the things he loved the most about her farts were their hangtimes, they stood for a long period of time after their release from her anus. And after a silent fart like this, without any kind of protections for getting rid of the scent, the aroma could hang over for up to two hours in that car, slowly dissipating long after the two had already left the car.

Chester and his family lived in your typical suburban house dwelling not too far from where Adam lived. He took in one more whiff of Ashley’s fart before exiting the car to open the door up for his friend on the passenger side. Although they weren’t a couple, he did his best to accommodate Ashley and help her out, including opening the door for him since he was still a gentleman and all. All those breakfasts he would cook her was a good indication of that.

“You’re such a good friend.” Ashley said as she stepped out and looked around at the house. Even if she was quite voluptuous for a person, Adam still towered over her by a few inches. He went up the sidewalk to the front door and rang the doorbell. Opening that door was a skinny kid wearing thick glasses. His hair was black and cut in a bowl style and he had brown hairs through those dorky-looking spectacles of his.

“Hey Chester.”

“Hey, this your friend here?” He said, looking up at the blond girl, already struck by her beauty.

“Yep, this is Ashley.”

“Hi Ashley. Want to come in?” Chester said as he swung the door wide open and allowed the two to enter the house. Quickly the three made their way toward the living room, where Chester already had some show on the TV. It was some science-based show, and not one of those shows that was more reality TV than anything else, it was actually teaching you something. But Adam was fine with Chester and his wanting to learn things. As for Ashley, she was learning something already; the guy was clean as fuck. His clothing was clean, his dialogue, his demeanor, there was nothing rude or messing about him. It was kind of odd for her for Adam to be friends with such a clean person as well as someone nasty and gassy like herself, but whatever.

“We can change it if you want, I was just watching this thing about the creation of the periodic table, quite interesting how they designed that thing, what with all the elements and whatnot.”

“Man I hated it when we had to learn all of those elements.”

“Still, it’s quite amazing, a whole table with all the elements in the known universe. For instance, what element is number 16 on the table?” Chester asked, seeing if Adam could figure it out. Of course Chester would know all the numbers and their respective elements.

“Um…oxygen? I don’t know….carbon? What?”

“Sulfur. With 16 protons and an atomic weight of 32.066 AMUs.” As Ashley was hearing this guy talk about chemistry she was feeling a new batch of gas coming. Now she may just hold it in, not to stink up this guest’s house and all, but that was not Ashley. She was not bashful about holding in her gas and figured it was as good of time as any to figure out whether or not Chester could withstand her farts; she lifted her right leg as Adam quickly looked in her direction, just in time for her to let one rip.
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Chester’s eyes were gapping wide as Ashley, without much effort, pushed forth a bombastic release of her pyrotechnic-like flatulence from her large behind. Her black gym shorts were fluttering with strong windy conditions as she dropped forth a fart that went on for almost 13 seconds in length, roaring with its bubbly power as the sound hummed its way around the living room. Luckily Chester’s parents had gone out for a while so it was only those three in this room, but Ashley’s fart was loud enough that it could have been heard all throughout the house.

And then there was the aroma, Ashley’s farts were always two-pronged, sound (or lack thereof) and smell, there was never one without the other. The fart has a powerful cheesy aroma with it, part of her lactose intolerance coming out with a force. The smell breached Chester’s outer defenses and knocked him on his feet with a gag-inducing stench that made him reconsider any thoughts he had about this beautiful looking blond girl, she was pumping in odors that even his best scientific experiments could replicate. And then there was one other element in the smell that immediately grabbed his attention.

“Whew that felt great! I think you’ll find 16 protons hovering around with that one, lots of sulfur in there!” Ashley said laughing as she fanned the air around her, heavy in sulfur it was, her fart was stinking worse than the yellow rocks of sulfur that Chester had once encountered in his science class. Processed in Ashley’s bowels and the sulfur was beyond reproach in its audacity.

“That’s fucking horrible!” Chester said with his nose underneath his shirt, he couldn’t believe the foulness of the fart. Even the bubbling sound of the fart was still ringing in his head; he had to reprocess the information to make sure that he had just witnessed this girl cut massive cheese. It played out in his head as the sound and the smell haunted him, but Adam was quick to break the concentration.

“Sorry about her, she gets a little gassy, let’s sit down.” He said as he had to guide Chester over to his couch so that the two could start watching TV. The two then began their process of “hanging out,” which consisted of nothing more than sitting and watching TV programs while they debated things. The two loved to have arguments on various subjects that were mainly just playing around, there was no real antagonism going on, just two friends debating subjects and commenting on each other’s thoughts. Today’s discussion was a little different though, they were comparing teachers.

“She gets too involved for my tastes, I mean, creating little mole animals for talk about Avogadro’s Constant, I’m not into making a little animal and stuff.” Adam said, expressing something he didn’t like from his chemistry teacher, one who Chester liked.

“But it’s such an immersive way to learn about the mole as a unit of measure. She’s very knowledgeable.”

“Sure, sure, sure. But I still think creating a stuffed animal was stupid, that Mr. MacKay, I love the lab projects in that class.”

“Well who doesn’t? I think he focuses too much on the lab part myself, not enough about the physical properties of elements, that’s why I watch programs like this, to learn more.”
“You don’t like the lab.”

“Catching things of fire isn’t all chemistry class should be about.”

“Yeah, but what you are interested in is reading from books and listening to lectures.”

“Exactly.”

“Lectures are boring!” Ashley suddenly interrupted the conversation as she moved in front of the two guys sitting on the couch. Her two giant globes of butt flesh were in Chester’s face as she forced her way in between the two guys, butting into their conversation in more than one way. Adam made room to his right as Ashley found herself in between the two guys.

“Excuse you.” Chester said as he was a little offended by Ashley’s apparent rudeness.

“A little early for that….wait for it…wait for it…” Ashley said as then leaned over to her right, exposing her butt toward the left, right where Chester was seated. Out from her behind came another forceful release of detestable gas.
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Like a balloon popping her fart came out with a deflating ability as she pushed out over 22 seconds of her foul anal emissions. The fart rumbled out with a disgusting tone that was making Chester’s nose flair with its unique foulness. The fart shook the couch, rather easily for Ashley, as the fart erupted for its entirety of its release. Chester looked at her as if she was insane, farting like this and polluting the room with some awful stinkiness. This was a wet fart that raged from within her stomach like some sort of tempest, brewing up to the point of spreading forth a gaseous cloud of the most wicked smelling stuff, making Adam very excited. The aroma filling the living room was a heavy rotten eggy odor with a blinding effect on Chester’s eyes as it burned all around, burning up her shorts to no end and leaving a wet and stinky residue on her seat of the couch as well. Her fart rumbled as they bubbled out with a squishy bassy sound that was wetter and hotter as time moved on.

“That’s sick!” Chester immediately got up off the couch as he held his hands in front of his nose, coughing from the influx of Ashley’s noxious smelling gas. She was laughing the whole way, feeling relieved but also seeing a little bit of what she was doing to Chester, the clean boy who was getting a good whiff of this nasty girl’s farts.

“Actually I feel perfectly fine, that felt GOOD to let out!” Ashley said giggling as Adam had a small smile on his face, trying to show that he was at least supportive of his friend, and not to hide the fact that he was secretly loving this. Ashley’s fart had a huge range to it and it was stinking up the entire house as Chester was finding out.

“Yeah well you need to leave that stuff in the bathroom, or step outdoors if you want to fart like that.” Chester, trying to reason with Ashley, said.

“Step outdoors? What if its freezing cold outdoors, I can’t just freeze my ass off if I wanted to let one rip, I bet you fart in your room all the time.”

“Never. At least not like that, that’s not a fart, that’s something much worse.”

“No it’s a fart and speaking of which….” Ashley gave a look over at Chester that could be described as something demonic, a smile that pierced through him with an “oh shit” look on his face. She leaned her bubbly ass over and busted out another glorious release of her anal pyrotechnics.
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The fart that exploded out of her ass could have competed with a legitimate dinosaur’s roar in terms of sheer volume. You could have taken a guess that a T-Rex was on the loose inside Chester’s house as she cut her horrendous amount of stinky cheese right there. You could visualize bubbles popping against the fabric of the couch as she continued to fart for an insane amount of time and at such frightening intensity. A puke-inducing, rotten egg and cheesy smelling beast of a fart came out from Ashley’s tight shorts. The seat of her shorts were warmed up to unimaginable levels as Adam felt a wave of hot noxious gas fall upon him. He was almost ready to cum on the spot there but it wouldn’t be that appropriate in his friend’s household. Ashley could only smile as she looked back at Chester, having just released what was viewed as a concentrated cloud of green gas. Chester’s hands were covering his mouth as he looked at the beautiful blond teenager pushing out this whopper of a fart. There was no hiding from the absolute worst of her gaseous creation as she pushed out this rotten-smelling gasser. What Adam was hiding, using a spare couch pillow near him was that Ashley releasing these deep, bassy and extremely smelly farts was turning him on. And even that wasn’t the worse of it; her fart raged on even after 20 seconds of release, the smile on her face became fixated as she continued farting.
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Ashley Smith was pushing out a true fart, one of great length and remarkable odor. For all the times that Chester had spent doing science experiments in his room and in school he couldn’t replicate an aroma quite like this. Rotten eggs would be the simplest way of describing this, but his mind was more sophisticated than that. It was more spoiled milk, that and rotten meat, mixed in with eggs, any kind of eggs, all of this was fused together and then thrown onto a dumpster full of weeks-old garbage to create something that his nose was not used to taking. He could spend weeks trying to combine the right kind chemicals to duplicate a smell like this. Or he was as smart as he was, he wouldn’t even try to match it. But Ashley seemed to have no problem in recreating the aroma over and over again as her bubbly fart continued to push out its diabolical stench for this entire room to smell. As the thick bass-sounding and rampaging bubbly fart pushed on toward its conclusion Ashley was noticing the texture of the gas release was getting wetter. She had pushed out so much gas that the fart was running out of actual gas and starting to tap into the wetter aspects of her digestive process. The fart’s sound continued to horrify Chester but there was no denying that she was getting very close to purely crapping out her pants. Adam loved it when she went that far on the farting but he gave her a simple look, one that told her enough, she had to cease farting and spare the couch from getting the onslaught of her mess.

“Ooohh, I gotta go!” Ashley said as the bubbly beast of a fart, the giant eardrum-shattering release of nearly deadly smelling shit gas, was abruptly cut off, only after 50 plus seconds of release. Clinching her giant asscheeks she got up off the couch and ran upstairs toward the nearest bathroom she could find.

“Wait a minute, where are you going?” Chester said as he quickly moved toward the couch, only to find himself traumatized by the fog of toxic flatulence hovering around. There was no doubt that Ashley had been seconds away from a genuine shart. Not that it mattered much on that couch, the stink she left there was going to last a while. A worry was in his head about his parents coming home and wanting to relax on the couch and being assaulted by the vile aroma that could still be trapped inside.

“My parents are going to kill me!” Chester screamed as Adam remained a little motionless by the whole thing, he really did not want his friend to get into trouble, but Ashley really did a number on the air quality of that living room. Not anywhere as bad however as what she was committing inside the upstairs bathroom.

“Chester, we’re home!” The sound from the front door of  both of his parents announcing their entrance into the family household made Chester cringe as he knew that he would now have to deal with them now rather than later. His parents walked into the living room where they found their son and Adam sitting on the couch.

“Oh my what is that?” Chester’s mother could be heard before they even entered the living room. The father soon caught a whiff of it and they found out where the source of that vile aroma was.

“Chester what is that smell?” The father asked.

“Adam’s friend.” Announced Chester.

“His friend? What friend, I only see the two of you here.”

“His friend Ashley’s she’s in the bathroom right now.”

“Ashley, that’s a girl’s name. There’s no way that this smell could be coming from someone with that name. Adam do you have a friend named Ashley?”

“I do. She is in the bathroom, I’m sorry about that.”

“And is this smell coming from her?” The father asked.

“Well….” Adam was about ready to answer when they heard a vibrating noise come from the upstairs part of the house, up in the bathroom his friend was really letting the toilet have it.
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What was actually her fourth fart since she sat her giant caboose on the porcelain throne echoed in the bowl as she cut forth more of her shit-scented wind. The bowl shook with a tremendous force as the smell of her gas crept through the small crease in between the surface of the seat and her ass. The air of decaying death filled the room as Ashley causally dropped this 20-second long bomb into the toilet, pushing more an increasingly wet torrent of gassy wind onto the water, mixed in with her liquid crap and urine. The sound of this fart must have been something to break the noise barrier, at least as far as my car was concerned. This was the kind of fart that could shatter windows and shake furniture if she were back in her bedroom. The earthquake effect in the bathroom was unlike anything before and that included that last massive fart. The smell continued to be a mix of eggs, beans and maneuver, a lethal combination of smells that was indicative of what would be considered sewer gas, or some shrew word for it. As the fart continued to grow out of Ashley’s butt is seemed as if she were creating new gaseous chemical compounds into the air with the gas she was letting out. Then the fart stopped at 20 seconds, she was breathing a sigh of relief as she fanned the air around her, now smelling worse than it did with her farts earlier. But there real fireworks were about to begin, it took one more small fart before she began unloading her payload.

Out came almost a dozen logs right then, she could feel it coming with ease as she farted some more in between logs. Ashley farted her guts out as she continued to crap the ever living hell out of the toilet. Stools of considerable length and thickness were being dropped into the toilet as she crapped herself for a few minutes, with slightly smaller farts mixed in just for the sake of it. Her continuous farting and shitting were now adding to the already despicable smell inside the bathroom. The sound of the farting and the shitting too had made their way around the house as the parents were both looking at Chester as if he had just unleashed some sort of monster into their upstairs bathroom. It wasn’t that far out. As she felt the remnants of her dump crap themselves out Ashley felt one more beast ready to go, but she had to brace herself for this one. Pressing her hands against two edges of the wall on either side of the toilet she really had to brace herself for this one. Everyone could feel the house nearly shake under a strenuous pressure as Ashley produced the largest of dump-induced farts anyone could have ever experienced witnessing.

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Ashley’s fart upon the toilet was nothing short of catastrophic; the sound of her farting had Adam really eager to hump something upon hearing the sound muffle its way around the house. Even downstairs they could hear it with great clarity. Medical journals would have to report on what happened in that bathroom right at that moment as Ashley pushed out one more great fart. The sheer power behind this one as she remained seated the entire time on the toilet seat created a muffled sound that by itself was strong enough to shake the seat and produce a sound of such loudness it was sending soundwaves of such frightening proportions throughout the house. The atmosphere all around her had changed its composition to that matching Ashley’s gastronomical gases. There were heavy concentrations of the hydrogen sulfide that only appeared to be increasing in strength and potency within the foul gas. The minute-long fart looked like a blast of invisible yellow gas that was flowing out of her butt and the seat to produce a stink bomb with the appropriate “stink bomb” like consequences. The window of the bathroom had fogged up completely as the room looked like a science experiment had gone horrendously wrong. The smell nearly stunk up the upstairs to the point that Chester’s parents could not even make it all the way up the stairs. They retreated to the living room where the smell of Ashley’s bowel movement was only less offensive.

Ashley finished up her dump after this last great fart, one that would rank high among the most remembered farts for Adam in quite some time. It took another few minutes before Ashley was considered finished with her crap. She washed her hands politely and made it downstairs with that smile on her face.

“Thanks for letting me use your bathroom Chester, let’s go Adam.” She said picking up Adam from the couch as she quickly hurried him on. Chester the clean freak of a kid was left standing there with his mouth open; after all that there was no apology or remarks about how she was acting around him. The two of them left the house to leave Chester alone with his parents. Their mouths were covered as Ashley had “kindly” left the door to the bathroom open so that the smell of her heavy-duty load, not even flushed, could simmer in the warmth of the family household. They both looked at Chester with pissed-off looks on their faces.

“Looks like you’re going to be cleaning that up!” The father announced as Chester hung his head low. He powered his way up to the bathroom to begin cleaning what Ashley had left over in the john. Clearly she would have to learn some manners he thought, but first he would have to survive this.