[Yaoi, Farts]

If there was one thing that Ken Sasaki hated, it was this weird ass curse that he suffered. The curse that would always make somebody that he liked into some form of perverse mockery of themselves. He didn’t understand why it happened, but it was one of the reasons why he was always so prickly. The less he got attached, the less he’d end up a part of some weird perverse setup.

And yet…

“Huh, this is new. Didn’t think you could hide that much ass, Ken!”

“Why the hell are you so calm about it?!”

Ken’s voice was louder than it had any right to be, but his anger was justified. Because somehow the curse on his life had decided to play the most morbid joke on him that it ever could’ve thought up.

Namely the fact that he woke up one day, after a nice sleepover with one of his not-at-all gay friends, and found that he could barely fit in his bed. And it wasn’t because he had gone through a growth spurt. That wasn’t it at all.

No. The black-haired boy had the misfortune of waking up with a fat ass and an even fatter pair of hips to compensate. Not only that, but he actually seemed to shrink! He couldn’t even reach the shelf where he kept all his favorite snacks, he could barely even reach the damned kitchen counter! It was like he was the size of a child, with the proportions of an adult… Who had gotten a set of implants in their ass.

“Whaaaaaat? It’s not that bad, it’s just a new experience!”

And to make matters worse, that totally-not-gay friend of his was still here. And because his luck was so terrible, of course the curse had affected him too. Because he was never allowed to have a single calm day in his entire goddamn life.

Sitting on the mattress at the foot of the black-haired boy’s bed was a pink-haired cutie of a boy. Albert Grimwald. A boy who could never be sad. Because somehow, someway, he’d find the positive in what happened, and he’d keep himself happy by focusing on that positive aspect.

“Albert. Listen. I don’t know how to explain to you in a way that makes you realize how bad this is. Because you’re too nice to think its a bad thing.” Ken started trying to get through to his buddy, leaning over the edge of his bed in the process and letting his brand new asscheeks clap against each other as they faced the ceiling. “But this is terrible. How the hell am I supposed to do deliveries if I have these things?”

The pink-haired boy listened, slowly nodding, before tilting his head. “Eh? What’d you say? I didn’t really listen, I was distracted by your big bubbly butt.” He chimed, giggling as he rubbed his cheek a little.

“I swear. If we weren’t friends, I’d be doing lots of things to you that my mom wouldn’t like.” Ken slowly rubbed his own cheeks as he honestly struggled with this dolt. How did they end up friends again? It was absurd.

Now, what was he going to do with this situation? He had woken up with a fat pair of cheeks, and his height had practically been cut into thirds. He was basically the size of a pocket pussy with a bunch of extra filling on the side. What should he do to try and overcome this problem?

As he let his brain work overtime, Albert noticed the slight steam rising from his head and got up onto his feet. Though he immediately felt the strange imbalance that his new rear provided, it didn't take too long to adjust. Especially since he had something to act as a counter weight…

“Can’t call mom, she’s just going to figure out a way to tease me over it. Can’t call that witch, he’s probably going to think it’s a good thing just like you. She’s a bust, she’d probably suggest we exercise and that’s not really going to help either because this isn’t a fat problem, this is something else. Why can’t problems just be easy to solve?!” Ken shouted in frustration as he went through several options, nearly smashing his head against the bed frame in the process.

He kept on complaining and complaining, but he never got anywhere like that. Honestly, it was something that Albert loved about the black-haired boy. He wasn’t afraid to voice his mind. Even if it got him in trouble. It was what made him such an inspiring friend that he could always rely on.

Which was why the pink-haired boy decided to reward him, to try and get his mind off the troubles that they were suffering from. And what better way to deal with troubles like a fat ass than to use it for something it was meant for?

Ken let out a powerful moan as he suddenly felt the pink-haired boy’s hands pushing into his fat shortstack ass. “Hey! Who gave you permission to play with that!?” He shouted, looking over his shoulder with a bright blush on his cheeks. Damnit, why did he have to act on his endless arousal?! He knew that Albert had a tendency to go out and just have some casual fun with strangers, but did he have to take it out on him of all people!?

“You did. Like, a few weeks back? Something like that.” Albert chimed as he really dug those gentle fingers of his into those mounds. Letting them spring up for a moment as the butt naturally returned to its normal form after a few seconds. “It’s suuuuper bouncy. Like, I bet I could bounce on this and I wouldn’t hurt you…”

“Don’t you even dare think of that! My ass isn’t a trampoline, Albert!” Ken shouted at him, the blush on his cheeks growing redder and redder by the minute.

Albert giggled in response as he pulled his hands back a bit. He didn’t want to tease him too much. But he did want to have some fun with these cheeks, and what better way to do so than to make them nice and red?

Ken scowled as he swiveled his head away from his friend. Fine. Let him play as much with his ass as he wanted. It couldn’t possibly get any worse-

*SMACK*

The black-haired boy let out a powerful moan as his ass started wobbling like a big piece of jello. Because a certain other boy had decided that he just had to spank it. And it wasn’t the last time he’d do it either.

*SMACK* *SMACK* *SMACK*

Ken was hopelessly thrusting helplessly into his bed as he kept getting spanked by his friend. Why the hell did it feel so good!? He didn’t understand. All that he knew was that he was climbing up the rungs of arousal, and it was thanks to those fat cheeks of his getting teased.

“Ehehehe, now they’re all red. And you’re sounding really cute when you moan like that, Ken!” Albert chimed, before blowing on the palms of his hands. It was actually really difficult to spank an ass that hard, and it meant that he needed a few moments to recover.

Ken slowly but surely turned his head back towards his friend, a bit of drool running down his chin. “Albert..! You don’t… you don’t just..!” He was furious. He was very much angry. And he wanted to make sure that the boy understood… Because if he didn’t, he’d realize that it wasn’t really anger. It was just a lot of shame trying to hide away as a different emotion.

“But it was fun!” Albert giggled as he slowly stretched a bit, gasping as his cock managed to pop out from his incredibly stretchy boxers. Just far enough that it managed to enter his friend’s vision…

Ken’s shame turned into proper arousal as he noticed that mighty thing. Okay, he knew that Albert was gifted with a proper rod. Like the kind that would absolutely destroy whatever girlfriend he had on the first night. But it had somehow gotten a lot bigger… Or was it only bigger because they were both smaller? It’s not like either of them knew the real answer, they just knew that it was a big rod.

And that rod was ready to slide in between his cheeks. Like, it was resting on top of both of his mountain-like asscheeks. If it wasn’t going to slide in there, then why had it popped out in the first place? “...J-just get it over with, have your fun…”

“But it’s gotta be fun for you too, Keeeen!” Albert cried out as he suddenly shoved his cock in between those two cheeks, using his hands to keep a good grip on them. “It’s not fun if you’re not having fun. That’s what’s good about sex, everyone gets to have fun!”

Ken squirmed as he felt that rock hard shaft rocking up against his two jello-like mounds. And that sweet and almost seductive voice coming from his friend. “S-Sex isn’t supposed to be fun, Albert! You do it to have kids! That’s it!”

“It is fun!” Albert shouted back, emphasizing his opinion with a brief thrust. “You just gotta know how to enjoy it, and it’ll all be fun! Trust me!” The boy continued, before he stopped thrusting. He could already feel a bit of pre drooling out from the tip of his cock. Man, Ken’s ass was like the best thing…

The black-haired boy grit his teeth and narrowed his eyes. This boy was going to be the proverbial death of him. Honestly, how did they… Oh, right, they became friends because he’s an infectiously positive presence and he helped him out when his ‘curse’ nearly bit him in the ass. Even if he ended up claimed by that ‘curse’ too. That was how they had ended up becoming friends.

“...You want me to have fun?” Ken asked, and his friend nodded rapidly, shoving his cock back and forth one more time and forcing a moan from the boy’s lips. “F-Fine, just sit still. Then I’ll give you something to enjoy.

Albert could see his friend straining. What was he doing exactly? It wasn’t easy to tell, but it definitely had to be something important. Otherwise he wouldn’t be putting so much emphasis on it…

*BRAAAAAP*

Albert’s hair nearly stood up on its ends as he felt a powerful yet absolutely stinky warmth wrap around his cock. He knew what this was, this was one of Ken’s famous farts. Well, they weren’t really famous, but he had gathered that the boy was into some weird stuff. So this was what he liked, farting on a cock before it fucked him..?

“T-There! You happy?” Ken cried out, his cheeks completely flushed red. God, it felt really good to just let loose. It would’ve felt even better if the boy had been right up close to his cheeks. So he could huff them and grow real addicted. Honestly, that was one of his most taboo fantasies.

...Which was why he was surprised to see Albert huffing and sniffing as much of his fart as he could. He wasn’t even fucking his ass, he was just enjoying the scent. “H-Hey! You’re supposed to be doing something with that meat!” He shouted, his blush growing an even deeper shade of red. He didn’t even know he could be this embarrassed!

“But it’s your fart, Ken! I gotta make sure I smell as much of it as I can!” Albert giggled. He was totally sincere too. He didn’t think that it was a bad thing, or if it was filthy or not.

Albert could see Ken visibly shaking as he heard his reply, choosing to shut his trap and just wait for it all to be over. Which was his cue to go ahead and do what he wanted. Which was good, he had been waiting for this chance!

The pink-haired boy grabbed the boy by the cheeks and spread them as far apart as he could. After all, his meat was so thick that he needed the extra space. And once he saw that still warm hole wafting a bit of that wonderful stink?

He slammed his cock as far into it as it could possibly go, making the owner let out a powerful moan that filled the entire room. A moan that was quickly followed by a stream of moans as Albert let his hips obey the motion of the ocean.

Ken knew one thing after he felt that cock enter his ass. He was never letting Albert do this ever again. How could his partners even walk after taking this much cock in them? Didn’t he break something? How the hell was this allowed!? And why the hell did it feel this good!?

Albert was enjoying this experience a lot. Not only had he managed to get Ken indulging in one of his favorite kinks, the kind that he locked up deep inside his heart, but he also got to fuck his ass! And sure, while it wasn’t quite the same ass due to whatever had happened to them… It was still a really good ass!

He honestly preferred Ken’s normal ass. Where it was just supple enough to be feminine, the kind that he had trouble stuffing into his pants. But there was something equally wonderful about this dump truck. His cock fit into it perfectly! Like, there was not an inch of unused space. And he didn’t feel like he was stretching it out too much either. It was the perfect warm hole. Like it had been made specifically for him!

Ken was doing his very best to not pass out the more he felt that cock ramming into him. It felt way too good. He had experienced anal before due to his little curse, but most of those experiences involved big girlcocks. How could this boy’s cock, which while big wasn’t anywhere near as big as those, feel so good!?

...It was because it was Albert. In a brief moment of utter lucidity, he realized that it was because it belonged to the boy he honestly harbored feelings for. If it had been anybody else’s, he would’ve probably just passed out and it would’ve been that. But because it was Albert’s, he put up an extra bit of effort to try and stay awake so he could see his friend’s reaction. Damnit, was he falling for him..?

Albert and Ken both didn’t get to dwell on it for long before they reached a mutual climax. The sheer amount of intimacy was too much for them, as they both let out a powerful cry and let their balls drain their contents. Whether it was on the bed for Ken’s fat cock, or the poor boy’s tummy for Albert’s rod.

The second their orgasm ended, the two collapsed on top of one another, panting and gasping as the afterglow started to settle in. And a single thought slowly bloomed inside Ken’s mind as he heard the boy atop of him giggle.

Maybe, just maybe, that ‘curse’ wasn’t really a curse...