The order hits him like a cannon. Here he thought he was finally going to get to serve his Goddess again, but no. He has to serve as a damn seat for his sisters stinky ass! He grunts in frustration but moves over to her seat before his mother glares angrily at him.
He stops himself and looks towards Himawari. "Yes Goddess Hinata, Princess Himawari, may I have the honour of serving as your chair?"
"Hihi that's so funny, of course big brother!" Hima is about to move her chair back when her mother stops her.
"Wait Himawari, Instead of using his body as your chair, just have him lay the back of his head on your chair for you to sit on"
"Oh, alright mommy! Come her big brother!" She pats her seat for Boruto to rest his head on.
"Yes Princess....." Not very enthusiastically, Boruto shimmies in between the chairs to where he is right behind his younger sisters butt. He leans his head back while sitting on the floor. Hima giggles and slams her ass down onto his face. His nose gets burried into her pyjamas covered crack. The smell isn't any better then her feet.
She grinds her ass every now and then while she and their mother enjoys their breakfast. He is to tired to even think about moving his head to the side right now. When he is about to drift into a much needed sleep with Himawari's musky scent, his mother says something that catches his attention.
"Do you want to know the best thing about having your brother's face ass your cushion honey?"
"What's that mom?"
"If you want to, feel free to fart if you want!"
"F...fart?"
"Yes Sweetie, your brother won't let any nasty smell reach us you see. He will sniff up any of your gas before it gets anywhere!"
"Hahah really mommy? Well I have been holding back for a while....."
*PRRRRRRRTTTT* Naruto's eyes widen. His sister has just unleashed a wet fart into his nose! He would rather sniff any other persons fart than his sisters! Even another man's! The raunchy smell makes him cough into her small butt, but he has no choice but to sniff anything up before it risks reaching his beautiful mother's nose.
The rest of the breakfast session takes a turn for the worse as Himawari's doesn't hold back with her foul smelling gas.
*FFFFFRRRRRP* *PSHSHHHH* *FRAAAAAAP*
He continues to suck up any nasty farts Himawari releases, down his lungs. He never gets used to the horrible stench, since her farts only seems to get worse and worse!
When Hima decides to get off of his face his head is spinning. She looks down at her brother who is barely conscious.
"Are you okay big brother? I'm sorry if my farts smelled bad"
Boruto can sense his mother listening in. "N...no not at all Princess Himawari! They.....smelled perfect...."
She can't help but to burst out laughing. "Hahah, wow big bro, that's actually really pathetic! Even I find my own farts disgusting you know!"
"Hahaha" He can hear a cold laugh exit his mother's mouth. "That's is why he is just our slave now Hima sweetie! Honestly you shouldn't even call him Big Brother anymore, I certainly don't see him as my son anymore the freak…” It hurts Boruto hearing that from his sweet and kind mother, but at the same time it felt great down below.
"Hmmm maybe......I'll have to think about it" Himawari answers their mother.
"That's fine, just take your time. You'll see just how pathetic your brother is soon enough. Slave, clean the table and do the dishes!"
"Yes Goddess!" Boruto moves away from his sisters ass and chair and obeys his Goddess. His arms and legs are shaking from the lack of sleep and his stomach is in pain from the hunger.
Will Hinata give her son anything to eat? Or will she force him to slave away on an empty stomach?
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