That was until Jessi started moving. Kyle looked up groggily as she fidgeted; only noticing that he had been moved a bit when her breasts were no longer in his face. She had rolled onto her back, which gave him just enough room to do the same, moving up a little higher on the bed. Oddly enough, the sudden absence of her body made him wish he had a blanket, but that thought was thrust from his mind as he looked over to see Jessi roll back, her breasts slapping onto his chest as she half steam-rolled him, her angelic sleeping face sideways above his.
He enjoyed the moment, watching her still-smiling face until it was suddenly blocked out by her arm, then her armpit. Kyle opened his mouth to get her attention, but all he got for his troubles was a mouthful of even more foul-tasting sweat. He tried to move her, but found his one arm was pinned under her breasts/stomach, and the other was pinned against the wall. Jessi giggled in her sleep, shifting around on top of him and rubbing her armpit skin all over his face. Though her hair wouldn’t be visible to the naked eye, the stubble was definitely there as it rubbed his face raw before she finally moved back a bit.
He was still pinned, but this time her arm was propping her up on the bed, her face back over his. “Jessi… Jessi, could you scoot over a bit?”
“Mmm… Tacos… sooo… tastey…” Apparently Jessi was dreaming, and she was back to not waking up for anything.
“Jessi, wake up!!!”
“Mmm… Should wait…. but… so nummy…” Kyle watched in horror as Jessi began to drool, a large glob forming. Totally unresponsive to anything Kyle yelled at her, he was forced to watch as the large glob grew and stretched, before slowly sagging down towards his face. There was nothing he could do as the smelly fluid contacted his face and kept coming. Soon a large stream was flowing, getting all over his face. Before long it was getting into his nose and mouth, and at the very least he could tell that Jessi hadn’t brushed her teeth in a while, with both his sense of smell and taste.
“God… *Coughcough.* Why does she have to be dreaming about tacos?” By the time Jessi moved again, it was like he had taken another shower in her drool. “Eck… I should go back to the floor…” Fortunately, at that moment, Jessi started to get up. Unfortunately as Kyle moved with her to try to get past, he was immediately knocked over by her enormous ass swinging around as she moved her head from the top of the bed to the bottom. In the middle of the bed now, Kyle was about to attempt again at getting up, but it was too late. His eyes went wide as one of Jessi’s chubby thighs swung over his head.
Before he knew it, all of Jessi’s weight plopped onto him, her breasts engulfing his crotch, while her lower half was decidedly more… noticeable. With her knees on just above each of his shoulders, and her thighs on either side of his head, Kyle was mortified to realize that she was laying with her crotch essentially on his neck. Which meant her ass crack… was trying to devour his chin through her dirty boy shorts.
It wouldn’t have been the worst thing to have her cleavage grinding his crotch, or that bad of a view, if he didn’t know the horrors that came from that behind at least second-hand. Nonetheless, he couldn’t help enjoying himself a little as Jessi, still oblivious to everything, started shifting her butt back and forth right in front of his face.
“Hehe… yeah… ‘m fine… need to go… little girls’ room…” Kyle forced himself to focus as he thought what he was catching her say sounded kind of familiar… “Hehe… don’t… be silly.” Wait… wasn’t that part of the conversation they had had right before… PPPLLLOOOORRSSSHHHHHTTT!!! “Oh god… sorry KyKy… happens when… I eat…”
“Oh god! *Coughcough.* She’s dreaming about today! The taco bit must have been before she ate them… and now she’s dreaming about—“
“Oh… knew you were… best boyfriend…” SSPPPRRRROOOOOONNNNSSSHHHHHH!!!
Kyle thought smelling it the first time was bad enough, but these farts seemed even wetter, and they were blasting at him through a crap-smeared screen. But what was next? As Jessi started shifting, Kyle was hoping this meant she would be going into the bathroom now, but unfortunately that wasn’t the case. Instead she pushed herself up and leaned back, essentially sitting her gigantic ass on his face. “Hehe… forgot to tell you… no door… just imagine… me farting in you face…”
Kyle’s only saving grace was that at least some of her ass was covered by her boy shorts, but that didn’t last long. He felt an intense pressure on his face as Jessi used it as leverage to move her legs in front of his arms and lift into a low squat above him. He tried to quickly get out of the way, but was stopped as Jessi yanked down her boy shorts and hit him square in the face with them. He fought with the soiled garment, until Jessi kicked them away and slammed her ass back down, engulfing his head in her still horribly dirty bum.
Kyle was practically crying as Jessi shifted back and forth, grinding his face deeper and deeper (and consequently dirtier and dirtier). He started to hear deep gurgles from Jessi, as he could do nothing but wait for the inevitable before… SSSLLLLLLOOOOOOOOORRRSSSSHHHHHHH SSPPPPRRRROMMMMFFFFTTTTT SSSSRRRRRAAAAAMMMPPPPHHHHHHTTTTT FRRRRSSSSSSHHHHHHPPPPPTTTT BLRRRTT SPLOORRSSH PPPhHHrrrtttsprooonshom… FRAP!
Kyle was assaulted by the most vile, disgusting, horrendous combination of semi-liquid to semi-solid spurts of diarrhea and logs. He tried to scream and flail, but it only got him a few mouthfuls of the filth, forcing him to swallow just to be able to breathe the rancid air. Before long his head was all but entombed in her shit, along with overflow staining the already sweat-stained sheets.
“Sorry… really disgusting… forgot toilet paper… Understand… want to leave…”
Kyle would have liked nothing better, but of course he didn’t have that option.
“Hehe… best boyfriend… KyKy… do you mind… always wondered… sit on… lap…” Wait, wasn’t she supposed to put her boy shorts back on? “Hehe… so comfy… don’t mind… if I stay like this...?” SPPPPRRAAASSSHHHTTT!!!
Kyle was in hell as Jessi apparently was going to go the rest of the night sitting up on his face, and even though her dream was seemingly over-- FFFRRRSSSHHHTTT!!! Her wet farts didn’t seem like they were going to stop any time soon…
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