Chapter #7Smell of Amanda by: Kann   torment her mother with her sweat.
She raised her arm and pressed her mother against her armpit. "enjoy your bath mommy" Amanda cooed
Mom was covered in rancid, salty sweat. She tried to say something, but she was afraid that sweat would flow into her mouth. She tried to hold her breath for a moment, but in the end she couldn't. As soon as she took a drag, she immediately wished she had fainted from lack of oxygen.
Amanda's armpit smelled salty, vinegary, and cheesy. These fumes could make you vomit. Amanda giggled as she felt her mother howling in convulsions. The situation then crossed the line. With a smirk, Amanda began to wipe her smelly armpits with her own mother. Once she pulled it out from under her arm, she asked
"What did it smell like, was it worse than breath?"
her mother replied
"Oh, it smelled terrible, how could you do this to your own-"
BBUUUUURRRRRRRRRPPPP she was interrupted by Amanda's guttural belch
"I guess it was better if you're still talking so eagerly," Amanda mocked
"but hey, it's time for the finale" she giggled
"what, what ending" she replied, terrified.Suddenly she heard two pops and saw her daughter barefoot. she froze with fear
"Oh no, please don't do this to me, please don't"
“Ah yes,” Amanda replied happily, “it's time for my sweaty, stinky feet, all for you.”
She then pushed her mom between her big and second toes.
The stench filled her mother's nose. She was too tired from the previous "competitions" and couldn't hold her breath. The stench was much worse than the armpits and burps. it stank of cheese and vinegar. Additionally, Amanda's feet were dripping with sweat and drenching her mother's poor body. When the exhausted woman thought she couldn't get any worse, her daughter rolled her onto her back and treated her like a doormat. Mom had trouble communicating because of the stench. Amanda scoffed every now and then
"Are my feet too much for you" "I know how bad they stink, I can smell them from here" "Poor little mommy, forced to smell her daughter's feet HHaha." At one point, Amanda noticed that the 5-year-old boy had woken up
"hey kid come here and smell my pretty foot" Amanda ordered. The boy obeyed, touched his sweaty foot and took in the breeze. The stench immediately knocked him out.
"HAHA that was good" said Amanda...
"Okay, mom, what should I do with you?"   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
| Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
<<-- Previous · Outline  · Recent Additions © Copyright 2025 Kann (UN: anonymmm at Writing.Com). All rights reserved.
Alto has granted Writing.Com, its affiliates and syndicates non-exclusive rights to display this work within this interactive story. Poster accepts all responsibility, legal and otherwise, for the content uploaded, submitted to and posted on Writing.Com. |
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
More by this author