The Little Guy
Author: No Name
Walter woke up from only having an hour's worth of sleep. His sister kept hm up. He's used to it though. Dragging his feet he was in the kitchen. Walter is really a little guy. He was two inches away from five feet. He weighed only 103 pounds. He looked down to find out that his bowl of oatmeal is gone. He was looking forward to breakfast too. "Urrp." Walter heard a burp come from the hallway. His older sister Carmen came in patting her stomach. Not even acknowledging him she sat on his chair, with him in it. Crushing his lap and smothering him with her back. Walter's muffled "Get off me Carmen."tickled her. She giggled at is helplessness. She got up slowly, arching her back so that her firm, aerobic, cheerleader trained buttocks smacked him in his face. She amazingly lifted him slightly out of his chair. With her firm ass under his chin his sister was laughing hysterically. She looked over her shoulder and said, "Pull my finger." "No."Walter grunted"I know how your gas is." "Pull my goddamn finger or I'll break your fucking arm."she ordered. Walter pulled her finger against better his judgment. The result is exactly what he thought. Carmen ripped a good one and the tainted air reached his nostrils. Carmen's sadistic laugh echoed the kitchen. She pushed her waist and Walter hit the floor. He reached at the kitchen counter to find balance but his aim was off and knocked over their mother's vase. The crashed reached her room and she stormed down there. To see the sight of her darling golden child Carmen eating her breakfast and her clumsy, devil child, Walter with the broken vase at his feet. "Walter how could you?"their mom Rosa said. "But mom, Carmen just.."and Walter was cut off by backhand. His mother reached for anything she could find and started whacking him. Using a wooden spoon she smacked Walter in his butt. Walter leaping about was a amusing scene for Carmen. Rosa grabbed Walter by his neck and shoved him between her legs to hold him still while she disciplined him. She let him go and she gave him a warning about lying on Carmen again. Walter was used to this by now so he didn't bother. It was the first day of school and he just started as a freshmen. They got on the bus and at first sight you couldn't tell a relation between them. Carmen at 6'2" 180 pounds and well toned from her years as a cheerleader. Then Walter's 4'9 and 103 pounds. No need for more detail on him. Snickers filled the entire bus. Carmen got to a two seater with Walter following her. She kicked him out the seat. Her friend was like ",why don't you sit next to me?" He sat next to her with a smile thinking he made a friend. His sister had to take advantage of the situation. She sat next to her friend and smooshed her brother with their combined weight. Walter's smooshed face against the window was the highlight to the other bus passing by. "Carmen why are you so mean?" Her friend asked. "He's my little brother, he'll do what I want."she responded. "If I'm hungry, he'll fix the food. If my feet are tired then he's my foot rest. If I fart he will inhale it. If I'm out of toilet paper he'll..." "Thank you I don't need to hear the rest of the sentence."her friend interjected "I'll prove it." Carmen said as she leaned to the side and grunted. Brummpp!! "Ahhhh."she said in a sigh of relief. Walter looked at her with a facial expression"Not now." She cracked her knuckles and looked menacing at him. Walter lowered his head near her ass and started sniffing then wrinkled his nose at the smell. "Smell like roses?" Carmen cruelly asked. Both of them laughed at that sight. Walter just sat there smooshed and humiliated on his first day of school. He got to school and looked around for some familiar face. He moved into the corner by himself. Going through the halls Walter found his locker. A big burly guy came by and laughed at Walter's small stature. "Hey Taco Bell!"he yelled referring to his Hispanic color. "Looks like that dog off of those Taco Bell commercial."He laughed. Carmen came in and pushed the guy. The guy froze in his tracks and dead silent. Carmen's reputation for her fighting is too well known. "Thanks Carmen." her brother said. "Shut up twirp. I'm not defending you. I'm defending my race. I'll deal with you later."she growled over her shoulder. She raised her fists in the guy's as if she was a pro boxer. "Knuckle up, bitch!"She told him. At first the guy didn't want no trouble. But Carmen was too pissed off at his racist remarks. She threw a left hook to his ribcage bruising a couple then followed by an overhand right which brought him to his knees. Carmen grabbed his collar and shoved his head in the locker repeatedly. With all her might she threw him whole body. Followed by a couple of side kicks to the kidneys. She grabbed his neck in a chokehold and nearly strangled the poor guy. When teachers pulled her off it was a struggle. When her arms were off him she kicked her way at him and threw her calves around his throat. The crowd was wild and the guy was humiliated. Throughout the day Walter pretty much stayed in the shadows. Getting home he see his sister waiting for him and she looks pissed. "You little wimp! I got into a fight and suspened on the first day because of you!"she scowlded. "But you said..." He was silenced by his throat being choked. She had Walter eye to eye with her. "I have a week and a half at home. Your life will be hell during that time. Am I understood little man?"Carmen said. Walter is used to this also. His sister in order to mantain her social satatus, she must be cool, calm, and collective. She basicly takes her stress or anger out on poor Walter. In less then five minutes she has called Walter to the living room. Walter shudders at the sight of Carmen using her thighmaster. Many of times has he been unconcius in her thighs. She has broken at least three of them a year. Walter wondered why she bothers with that thing. Her legs do enough damage. "C'mere."she tells him. Not moving quick enough she gets angry and grabs his shirt collar. She looks at his fearful face. She smiles. The clicks on the television and prowrestleing is on. She looks at the show as the wrestler performs a move. Walter's fear is augmented by the daily routine of what will happen. "Powerbomb looks easy to do."she tells him. He shoves him into her taut muscled legs. She laughs at his helplessness. He struggles vainly to escape. "You squirm too much."she says laughing. She grabs him by his waist, lift him in the air and powerbombs hin. His back is aching. She picks him up by his hair and puts him in a strong side headlock. She crushed him into her hip. She uses her other hand and smooshes his face in her side, smothering him in her flesh. "That tickles." She says. She follows it with a hip toss knocking Walter on his back. She kicked Walter in his side. "Got me suspened you jerk!!" She looked at the screen. "I can do that." She told the quivering Walter. She grabbed his skinniy legs and wrapped them around her leg. She moved aropund and copied the sharpshotter move. Walter was banging the ground out of pain. His back was being abused. She twisted on his back. She moved up and grabbed his chin. Pulling up in a camal clutch Walter began to cry. To add insult to injury she purposly bounce on his back. She twisted him again and he was releved that the pain stopped. "Now for my signature move."she told him. "No please."he begged. Walter said that out of reflex, he knew full wel that Carmen would do it regardless. She leaped in the air and landed ass first on Walter. Sitting side saddled she grunted. *bruumpp!* She farted in his face. *Brrrraapptt!* Walter was in tears again. "Stop it, that's worse than ever." Waler protested. "Wait on that opinion. This one feels like a panty burner." From the way Walter screamed it was. He felt the hot steam burn his nose. The the foul air gett tainted. "I'll be right back. I'm getting the chilli."Carman told him as he got up. Walter was coughing badly.
Two huge, round, firm orbs smother Walter's face. With a 180 pounds behind them. With Carman Leanig foward and backwards adding more pressure to Walter's face. Walter whimpered and moaned but no avail. His nose was deep in Carman's butt crack. To make it worse, the only thing seperating his nose and her asshole is a thin g-string. "I warned you about fixing me those steamed vegatables with cheese. You know I'm lactose intolerant!" Carman scolded him as she strained her punishment on him. A popping, gun runner fart slowly smacked Walter's nostrils. Each pop was like a hard jab punching is sense of smell. Carman lifted off his nose for an instant. She removed her g-string underwear. "I know this will teach you a lesson."she said to the almost conscious Walter. A wet squishy fart splattered Walter's face with some diarrhea squirts. She laughed and smashed his face with her butthole, grinding what's left on his nose. She streched and yawned. The looked over her shoulder to talk to Walter "Oh man it's getting tired. Good thing I don't have school tommorow. Thanks to you." She grabbed him by his shoulder length hair and dragged him to her sleeping bag. She shoved Walter in the bag and quickly got herself in the bag. She zipped up the bag with her ass in Walter's face. "I hope I don't have gas during the night. I really hope I don't wet the bed either."she told the shivering Walter. Then All of a sudden a ssssssssssss....brrrruuuummpppp! fart erupted and in the bag. Poor Walter air couldn't get in or OUT! During the middle of the night Carman's gas was potent. Everytime she'd snore she'd fart.
In the morning Carman woke up so refreshed. She check her sleeping bag and discovered. "Oops. Sorry Walt. I must've had too much water."she said. Carman also notice that here pent up farts filled up the sleeping bag streching it to it's limit. She opened the bag for her to get out and was knocked away by the horrific smell. "Walter you alvie in there?" He went through his morning ritual and was on his way out the door for school. "Hold it."she said as she grabbed Walter by his collar. "Because of you I'm suspened from school. That means you will do my homework. And when you come home your really gonna get it."she siad as she began to wolf down break- fast. Walter got on the bus and found out there were no more seat left or at least that was what he was told. So he sat in the isle. The next stop Carman's best friemd got on the bus. She wittnessed what Walter does for Carman. "Hey Walter."she said with a false sing-song voice. "Aww no more seats. Wait here's one."she said as she sat on top of Walter's head putting pressure on his neck. The whole bus was laughing at this site. The bus driver thought it was amusing too so she purposly drove into speedbumps and bumps in the road. Carman's friend Lena was boucing on Walter's head. Lena was about 6'4" and 194 pounds. A hundred of those pounds must've been cofinded in her ass. It was so big that it overlaps Walter's head. The bus pulled up at school. "Goodbye Walter."Lena said as she blew him as kiss, loudly out of her ass in Walter's face. "It's gonna be a long day."he said to himself. The day actually went by fast. Only one thing went wrong with that day. During lunch Lena grabbed Walter by his waist and easily carried him to the garbage can. She dropped him in the can. Then she sat on top of the can with her enormous ass sealing it. She began to fart a couple of times in the can. The smell was in there for awhile.
When Walter got home Carman was still eating food. "Good your home now to wash it all down."she said as she reached for the exlax.
She looked in Walter's scared eyes and said, "Instant Diarrhea." She drank the whole bottle. "Damn it kicks in faster than I thought." She grabbed Walter by his arm and dragged in in the bathroom with him. She grabed his head and shoved it between her thighs. Then she sat on the toilet with Walter to get a veiw of her taking a shit. "I've been eating all day."She told Walter. She began to shit in front of her brother. The splashes made Walter flinch. The bowl began to get thicker and thicker full of shit. Because Walter and Carman's butt sealed the bowl the smell was killing Walter. She must've shit for fiftten minutes and didn't flush. She threw Walter on the floor. "I ought to sit of your face with my shittiy ass. Ought to, hell I CAN!"she said as she lowered her shitty ass onto Walter. She wiggled and grinded on Walter's face. Then she grabbed his hair and used it as toilet paper. "You've gone too far now Carman."Wlater said suprising himself. "What's this, you got balls? I'll have to beat that out of you." She grabbed the pleading Walter and shoved in in the toilet. She shoved him in there with all her might. Then she sat on the back of Walter's head and bounced on him. To further his humiliation she put her foot on the back of Walter's head and crushed in more in there. She left the bathroom with Walter still in the toilet. "And wash up after your done."she said.
Later on Carman was on the phone with Lena. "Where is he now? Oh I'm farting on him now as we speak. Here Listen." She put the reciever near her ass and farted loud enough for Lena to hear it. "Yea I know."she said to the phone. Lena on the otherside said, "I think I like the little shit." "Really? Why?"Carman asked. "He sits there and takes the worse of what I give him. No other guy can stand it when I fart in the room. He takes it in the face. I can do anything and he's too weak to stop me."
"I could send him over there and you can see if your right."Carman said. She hung up the phone. "Lena likes you. Come downstairs real quick."she said. When Walter showed up he saw Carman streching out. "Lena Likes you and I don't think you like her. So I'm gonna decide something for you. I you win You get to stay home. If I win You go over Lena's for awhile." Walter knew he wouldn't win so he layed down on the ground and said. "You might as well pin me now." "Oh no. It won't be that easy for you."she said as she grabbed Walter's legs and delivered a low blow. His head shot up as he screamed in pain. She quickly threw her knee into his face. She grabbed his legs again and turned him on his stomache. She sat on the small of his back and executed the boston crab. Walter tapped the mat several times signaling he submited. "I give!"he yelled. She looked over her shoulder and said, "So." She twisted around and crossed his legs and sat on them. She grabbed his chin and pulled back. "AHHHHHHHH!"Walter's scream echoed in the basment. " Forgot to tell you. You can only win by pinfall."she said as Walter cried. She began to bounce up and down on his lower legs. She let go and went to another move. She elbow dropped into his midsection. She moved to a sitting bodyscissors. She squeezed every now and then. "Basicaly I think I won. So you'll go over here house tommorow. Now we need to go to bed." She said as she draged Walter by his leg up the steps.
Carman's vise-like grip on Walter's neck left him gasping for air. Her biceps choking the life out of him He desperatly clawed at the arm to escape. "This is what I call the Carman Clamp."she told him. Its ..just..a.. regular..headlock." he said between squeezes. "Here's the twist." she said as she began to smother him with her flesh rubbing his face repeatedly in her hips. Then she forced him to look her in the eyes. Without warning she belched loudly in Walter's face. Then blew her breath back and fourth at him. She began to twist around until Walter was in a revearse headlock. Carman arched her back with Walter looking at her ass. She began to grunt and strain. A long high-pitched squeaky fart attacked Walter's nose. His nose hair was singed from it. She even fanned the smell in his direction. She lifted Walt in the air and copied Goldberg's pattened move the jack hammer. Slaming Walt on his aching back. She quickly strattled Walt's stomache. "I'm just having my fun before you go to Lena's." she told him as she bounced her large ass on his stomache. Her watch went off. "Ohh." she said in suprise. "Time for my step aroebics."she said. "Oh no."Walter groaned as he was flat on his back. Carmen went to the closet and retreived her combat boots. Laced them up and smiled cruely at Walt. The tape was popped in and the music began. Carman began to use Walt as the step. His ribs, chest, and stomache were being cruely stompped. Carman purposly stompped hard. Walter began to spit blood. He slowly breathes and hears his lung flap.
Thirty minutes later he's out the door for school. "Walt!" she yells. "Go to Lena's after school 'kay." Walter hangs his head and turns around. "Wait. How about a kiss goodbye?" Carmen asks. Walter is not beleiving his ears. The fisrt sign of affection coming from her. He turns around and is dissapointed by the sight of Carmen bent over with her pants around her ankles exposing her bare ass to Walter. He was disgusted by the sight of Carmen's butt pimple. "Well?"she says sarcasticly. Walter rolls his eyes in disgust as he puckers up. He kisses the left cheek then right. He was about to turn around. "Your not done yet." she said in a false sing song voice. He went toward her asshole. When he kissed it she flexed her butt muscles and trapped his lips between the two bronze colored globes. She laughs as she tortures Walt even more. She swings her hips left then right with Walter still trapped. She reaches back and crams Walt's face deeper then a deep baratone fart slaps Walter in the nose. "Goodbye."she says. Walter stumbles away spiting the fart tainted taste in his mouth. Getting on the bus Walter finds an empty seat. Lena joins him in the seat. "I'll see you after school."Lena tells hims with a seductive wink. The bus took a hard right turn and Lena's hefty hips crush Walter into the window. Upon arrival at school Walter avioded Lena. Opening his locker at quick as possible to aviod hall rush hour. Swung the locker door into the forehead of his new enemy. "Oww. You fucking wetback!" the blonde yelled at him. Walter looked up to see this pissed off blonde. "S-sorry." he said trying to scurry away. "Hold it."she told him grabbing his collar. "Look at what you did." she said pointing toward her forhead. A welp was forming. "You gave me this one. I owe you." She began banging his head repeatedly into the locker. Walt began to wobble. The bell rang and the blonde stopped the banging. "You little shit now I'm late. C'mere."she said dragging him to the girls bathroom. He was in a virtual no man's land.
Holdng nim by his collar she throws him on the floor. "I'm missing class so I have a half and hour to kill. Guess who I'm gonna kill."she said to the shivering Walter inches from his face. She backed away from him an told him to stand up.
He stood up and she toward over him. She smirked as she looked at the shrimp. "Ooommpff!"he went as she threw a left hook to his stomach. Followed by a knee to his nose. Blood sprayed up and his head titled upward leaving him open for her spinning heel kick. Walter on the ground again. "Don't pass out on me now. I got 40 minutes to spare."she told the groggy Walter. Sitting high on Walter's chest she begins to throw left and rights on Walter. Really wailing on him. His head unwillinly flailed left and right. The sadistic blonde seem to never tire of this. Soon pain took over and Walter lost conscinous.
Walter began to stir. The blonde headed She-Devil wasn't in sight either. "UNNNNGGHH!! C'MON!"he heard her grunt. A thick sqiushy splash came from the stall in front of him. "Damn she's still here."he mumbled. He heared her get up and no flushing. "Good you're awake. They're out of toilet paper. "She plopped her shitty ass on Walt's face. "Toss my salad, bitch." the blonde with the shitty ass demanded. Her asshole over his mouth but no tounge action. She looks over her shoulder and yells, "Don't make me repeat myself." She cocks back and unleashes a devasting gut punch. Followed by another and another and another. She farted in his mouth. The echoing popping sound amused her. Walter fearing another punch caught the hint and started licking rapidly. In less than 1 minute her asshole was cleaner than when she started. "Hey I know where to go if my butt itches."she said pulling her pants up. She picked him and held him upsidedown.
Then suddenly he was powerbombed into the shit filled toilet. The cruel blonde left the bathroom laughing.
On the bus ride home Lena kept giving Walter that eye. The sadistic smile. As soon as they got off the bus Walter tried to make a run for it. In a flash Lena was on him. *WHAM* Her fist connected between his eyes. He staggered until his legs said "fuck it." The 6'4" 194 pound torturous female straddled his midsection. " I guess I better lay down the rules now." She got off him and grabbed his ankles. He was dragged all the way to her house. He looked around and saw all her weights and mats. "I have to teach you a lesson for trying to welch on your deal." Lena grabbed his throat and groin holding him high in the air. Lena at 6'4" has Walt high in the air and gorrilla press slamed to the ground. Lena leaped high in the air and Cannonballed onto his stomache, ass pointed first. His midsection litterally sank in. Her ass was touching his spine. She twisted around on his midsection adding more pain to his predicament. Raising her ass high in the air she began to bounce. Raming her ass repeatedly.
Suddenly a hip hop song came on. "Oh shit that's the jam!!" Lena said grabbing Walter by his arm. "C'mon dance with me." the spanish amazon demanded. She began to fling him around as if he was nothing. He was slammed into the walls and flung high in the air. "I wanna try a new dance." She shoved Walter between her huge thighs in a reverse standing headscissors. She began to do the salsa wrenching Walter's neck while doing it. Twisted neck and in pain Walt couldn't escape the fleshy prison. Walter's feet desperatly tried to follow along with the forced dance moves. He gave up but Lena didn't, eventually she was dragging him along the carpet. Finally she let go and he flopped to the floor.
Walter desperatly thought how to escape and survive finally it dawned on him. "It's getting late Lena, we need to get some sleep." he said out of desperation. "You're right I am getting tired."Lena said. Walter started to lay down on the sofa. "No, no, no, no. You sleep in the bed with me." Lena told him. she grabbed him by the waist and threw him over her shoulder. "Gawd your a feather weight." she told him. She began to twirl him in the air like a baton. She kept switching hands tossing him in the air. "I'm going to get ready to sleep." She told him as she went to the bathroom. Walt laid on the bed sore, breathing hard, and staring at the ceiling contiplanting on what had just happened. 15 minutes later Lena emerged from the bathroom looking refreshed and completly changed clothes into a see through night gown that barely covered her enormous ass. "There's a problem in the bathroom I need your help with." Lena told Walter. He reluctantly walked into the bathroom with Lena behind him. "WHOA!"he said walking in. The thick smell of shit smacked his face. "I clogged the toilet."she explained. The perplaexed Walt asked, "So what do you need me for?" Her smile made the hair on the back of his neck stand up. "I don't have a plunger."she told him. "Huh?" he said even more confused. Suddnely he was lifted upside down. Hanging in front of the toilet, Lena started to giggle like a mad woman. "So I'll use you silly."she told him. The cruel bitch began to use Walter as a human plunger. His head kept smashiing her huge pile of dung. Pushing it past the toilet trap and shoving it through the pipes. Walter wasn't ready each time she shoved him causing the shitty water into his eyes, up his nose, and sometimes in his mouth. Through out the whole ordeal Lena was laughing. Keeping walter in the toilet, she flushed the toilet. "There see it wasn't that bad." she said. "PEW, you stink though." After she washed the protesting Walter he was put to bed with her. Laying next to each other Walt was so uneasy, nervous, and coudldn't sleep.
Lena tossed and truned which disturbed Walt's sleep even more. All of a sudden Lena started ruffling the covers. "SBD Walt." she said with a smirk. "Oh man."he said gagging and coughing. Then, brrrrrrrpppppppppttttttttt followed by a, perrrrrppppptttt knocked Walt dizzy. She ruffled the covers hard blowing the foul fart tainted air in Walter's direction. "Oh Gawd I'm getting out of here."He said. He was on his way but Lena snatched him back in the bed. "Trying to welch on a deal, it's Dutch Oven time for you." she said as she shoved Walter under the covers and ceiling it. The smell under there was potent enough. "Unnngh."Lena strained so hard veins were popping out her neck. A deep chainsaw sounding fart erupted followed by a tuba sounding one and ended with a elephant sounding one. Walter was hoplessly trapped under the sheets. "Goodnight Walter." she said dozing off.