THE DREAM
Author: Closet Fetishist
Story Codes: nosex Fdom Msub ds flatu fart dream giant
"God damn it!" I shouted to myself, "I am late for
work again." If this was my first time or, hell, even
my second time I would be fine but this was my fifth
time this month coming in late. The boss was going to
have my job for this I was sure. I drove to work in a
bit of a menacing rage, almost hitting a pedestrian
and numerous cars on the drive over. I finally
realized I needed to calm down or I would say
something I didn't mean, or rather, shouldn't say. I
was almost deadly calm when I got to the company
parking lot, there were no spaces left but I didn't
let this get to me. I parked on the street and ran to
the office. No one saw me come in but someone must
have noticed I was not at this desk on time and it
would probably be my boss, Mr. John Perkins. That man
was a giant asshole and everyone agreed but no one
ever stood up to him. I wouldn't have either and still
wont. I sat at my desk pretending to be deeply
involved in something when I heard the distinct tap of
his shoes; you know the ones with the little tassels,
coming down the hallway toward me. I continued to look
very busy as I noticed a body hovering over me,
watching me work and seeing what I was doing.
"Looks like your working hard, Mr. Fredrickson."
"Why...uh...yes, yes sir."
"That's good, but don't think you can get away with
coming in 10 minutes late, I'll see you in my office
about lunch time?" Damn, the one day I had a lunch
plan, well maybe he'd be sympathetic. Ya right, I
thought to myself. Well, it's worth a shot.
"Uh...sir...I can't..."
"Great," he said, interrupting me, "I'll see you
then, Ciao." God damn it! Nothing pissed me off more
when he said 'Ciao.' Just so annoying. Oh well, relax
George, if he fires you then he fires you. You'll
bounce back. The day dragged on and it seemed like
lunch would never come. What the hell was I doing here
anyways? I am a web designer not some crappy paper
pusher, not some lowly bean counter. I was something
that meant something but I could not get any jobs
after college! It was hopeless, so here I am working
in some crappy office building doing mindless
paperwork, hour after hour. I could not take it. My
life had no meaning and by lunch time I was damn ready
to be fired and hoped for it too. That would give me
the push I need to do a job in what I love.
I knocked on the door to Mr. Perkins' office and was
immediately called in.
"You wanted to see me Mr. Perkins?" I asked, semi-
rhetorically. I knew he did and so did he.
"Yes. George how long have you been working here?"
"About 2 years I would guess."
"And how much of that time have you been late?" I
stared at the view of the city outside Mr. Perkins
office. The cityscape was so beautiful.
"GEORGE! STOP DAYDREAMING AND ANSWER THE QUESTION." I
shook off the feeling and responded. "Probably about
half the time, sir."
"I see. So you admit to being late at least half the
time you have worked here?"
"That's correct, yes." I hung my head in shame; it
was an embarrassing thing to hear even if I wanted to
get fired.
"Then you'll understand why I'll have to let you go?"
He said this smiling like he was happy to fire me but
I didn't care, I didn't wanna work here anyways.
"Uh...I guess so."
I was walking out of the office when there was a
commotion outside and then a huge tremor, like an
earthquake! I took refuge under Mr. Perkins desk while
he ran to stand near the window, stupidly. Another
quake hit. I could hear people outside screaming and
pointing at something to the east but I could not see
it, my view was obstructed. The earthquakes increased
but I still saw nothing. A few minutes later I watched
in terror as a sedan was in the air at least 200 ft.
What could have done that? I got my answer almost
immediately following. A giant body part came into
view of the window. People outside screamed in horrid
terror as some were picked up and swallowed others
were just flung about wildly. A GIANT! A GIANT WAS
ATTACKING! I heard Mr. Perkins scream like a little
girl as the face of the giant came to his floor of the
office building. The giant was female and very
beautiful looking but also terrifying. It picked Mr.
Perkins up and out of the room and shoved him firmly
into her ass crack. I could only imagine the pungent
aromas of that ass, even clothed. The giant pointed
her ass away from the building, bend forward slightly
and farted a mighty blow, shooting Mr. Perkins out to
who knows where. The gargantuan fart wafted towards
the office and the smell was noxious. I watched in
desperation as people on the street feel unconscious
under its powerful stench and I followed suit.
I awoke in a strange position. I could not see very
well, my eyes unadjusted to the light, but I heard
many people talking in panicking tones. I finally
focused and saw many people crowded together and I
noticed I was unable to move. All the people from that
town seemed to be in this compact space, but what was
this space? I a "body" near me.
"Hey, where the hell are we?"
"HOW THE HELL SHOULD I KNOW!?"
"Jeez, sorry."
"No, I'm sorry. Yelling at you isn't gonna help
anything. From what I can gather we are in a chamber
of some kind and the giant lady comes by every once in
a while to take one of us and then knock out the rest.
We never see that person again."
"Any ideas on what this chamber is?"
"By the looks of it, it seems to be glass, like a jar."
"A jar?! To hold full size people!?" I exclaimed.
When I did, the people in "the jar" seemed to become
quite agitated and more scared.
"Shhh. Not so loud," he said to me. "Ya, odd I know
but I think we are in some "giant" town I think and I
don't think we will ever be going home. We will all
fall victim to whatever the giant lady has in store
for us when she picks us out, one by one." I didn't
know what else to say. Really there was nothing else
to say. My "friend" understood my silence and did not
press me to talk to him anymore, even though I started
the conversation. The general attitude of the jar went
from frightened to panicky as I heard one of them say
that the giant was coming. I could not see a thing, I
was no where near any "windows" but I heard the loud
sound of the jar opening and I heard the screams of
the one chosen by the giant to suffer her deadly but
mysterious torture and eventual death, I would assume.
I head people breathing hard and I did the same but
did not know why. I stopped just as they did and then
heard a deafening,
PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTT! The giant had
again farted and the smell would no doubt knock us all
out again. I heard the jar close and the giant's foot
steps walking away. We had collectively not been
breathing for a minute or so till I finally had to
give in. The smell was not bearable by any means and
had no hope of dissipating in this closed jar. I feel
unconscious under its horrid smell within seconds.
I don't know when I came to. It felt like days and it
probably was. There was the normal commotion of
chatter and panic in the jar. Sobs became a normal
occurrence and everyone always wondered who's next. We
didn't have to wait long as the pounding footsteps of
the giant approached. She opened the lid of the jar
and reached it. I could see nothing but felt a tug on
my shirt. I screamed out in terror as I was lifted out
like a prize in a Claw machine. People near the top
grabbed on to me but they were no match for the giants
grasp. I was out of the jar and placed in the palm of
her large hand as I watched her position the jar near
her ass blow a mighty fart onto the jar's inhabitants.
I was glad I did not have to deal with such a
punishment anymore but I feared worse for myself. I
took a few moments to notice my surroundings as we
walked around what looked like a normal house but
everything was giant, at least to me. I noticed a TV
set, a couch, tables, all things you would find in a
house. I was taken out of what appeared to be the
living room to another room off to the side. When we
got in the room was completely empty with just carpet
and walls of course but other than that completely
bare. The giant set me on the floor and removed all
her clothing. I could not help but stare at the
magnificent body of the giant, it was gorgeous but it
held my reins and I feared what she would do to me. I
soon composed myself and decided to run, run out the
slit under the door. She quickly picked me up and held
me on the floor. She then positioned her ass over my
body and sat down, placing me right in the crack. I
was suddenly caught in darkness. The giant wasted no
time, immediately shifting and farting,
PBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBTTTTTTTT! The sound was ear
shattering and I was sure the smell at this distance
would kill me but for now I had to deal with the
horrid smell that emanated from the prodigious ass.
Holding my breath was in inadequate, temporary
solution. There was no way out of my inevitable fate.
FFFFFFFFFPPPPPPTTT! Another horrid and powerful blast.
The air pressure pressed me hard against the floor and
then the smell hit. At this rate I would be out within
seconds but the giant rose up and picked me up soon
after. She shoved my head, like a spike, into her ass.
I could see absolutely nothing. I screamed out but I
could expect no help and no mercy. I wondered to
myself why a giant, hell let alone anyone would do
this to someone. Just for some sadistic kick? The
smell was awful and I knew this would be the end of
me. The last thing I heard was a large
PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTT!
I awoke in a cold sweat. A nightmare, I thought to
myself. Oh man, that was scary, for a minute there I
thought I was done for. Thank god it was all a
horrible dream, where does my mind come up with this
crazy stuff? I looked at the clock. "Shit! I'm late
for work."