My Girlfriend is Kate Takayama | By : FalstaffKisaragi Category: +G to L > Haganai Views: 3780 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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With all of the students now moving onto their last year before graduating, the Neighbors Club had gotten a new advisor. Though she was a year younger than many of the main members, she had some degree of teaching authority at the school. Kate Takayama had gotten herself into the cushy, almost responsibility-free position of watching over the club because of another reason. She was dating Kodaka Hasegawa. It had been a little over a year since they started going out, and in that time, Kate had only gotten more shameless.
Once the school bell rang, Kate left campus for a moment to make a stop at the local WcDonald’s. The food there was particularly greasy and fatty, and they’d just released a new burger that had plenty of spices added to it. For Kate, she loved this sort of junky food. It was warm, cheap and filling. What she loved most of all was the way it just slightly unsettled her stomach, bloating her belly with incredible amounts of gas. The carbonated soft drinks were bubbly and sugary, and the food went right to her gut.
Coming back with a lot of food under her arm, enough to feed the whole club, Kate felt her stomach tingling. Not just from the smell of the fried fast food she was about to consume, but also for knowing how happy it would make her boyfriend. Though Kodaka would never admit it, he had fallen in love with Kate’s gas. She loved to burp and fart, the louder and more shameless the better. She had been perfecting her farts over the past year, making them louder and smellier as hers and Kodaka’s relationship kept escalating.
Kate loved the tightness in her belly when it was bloated with gas. It hurt in a good way, and the longer she held it in, the better it felt to let it out. Among the girls of St. Chronica, it was known when Kate had been in the ladies’ room, because the smell could stay behind well into the next class period. Kate could fart on command, and while she considered it a party trick, it was also the thing her boyfriend loved the most. It was a form of foreplay and climax and marking all at the same time. If Kodaka went home smelling like ass, she wanted to make sure it was her ass.
So Kate barged into the Neighbors Club, laying out the orders everyone had placed. Hers was one of the larger orders, with a supersized side of fries. The club shared a leisurely after school meal together while talking about their day. Yukimura was cleaning the room when it became apparent that, before she left, Kate had closed tight all the windows and shut off the air conditioning in the clubroom. She had also gotten up from her meal to lock the door. The entire club was trapped in the room with her, and she had just eaten a big, greasy meal. Today, Kate was the star.
OF all the endings Kodaka could’ve picked, he went with Kate. She was more social and forward than all the girls in the club combined, but she lacked friends for a different reason. Her hobbies were strangely old-fashioned, enjoying fishing and other hobbies that made her seem like a dirty old man. But her dirtiness was only beginning. Kate grabbed hold of the door handle, pushing it down to confirm that it was shut, and the only key to the club room was hanging around her neck. She had pilfered it from Maria, who was sleeping on the couch.
“Just because I’m a sister doesn’t mean I can’t be a demon,” said Kate smugly. “You all had your chance with Kodaka, but I won. Welcome to Sister Kate’s Hell of Farts.”
Kate lifted the edge of her dress, showing her panties to the clubroom. They were pure white, except for a small brown stain right where her asshole was. Kate patted her stomach once, like a tanuki, and ripped a massive, windy fart to start. She wafted it towards the dining table, sending it up everyone’s nose and asking them to smell. Yozora and Sena furrowed their brows, while Rika only looked turned on. Yukimura kept cleaning.
“Kodaka!” Sena and Yozora said at the same time.
“I seriously can’t believe you fell in love with this vulgar, farting nun!” said Yozora.
“It smells awful!” said Sena.
“You can blame your precious little Kobato for that,” said Kate. “She looks like a doll, but she broke wind in front of Kodaka so many times that she accidentally gave him a fart fetish. One that I’m all too happy to exploit.”
Kate removed her panties, walking over to Kodaka and rubbing her crotch in his face. They were still hot, smelling like freshly released farts. Kodaka took a deep whiff, and both Sena and Yozora noticed that Kodaka was getting hard. They’d known he had fallen for Kate’s devilish charms, but not to this extent. If they were going to lure him away from this flatulence demon, they would need to take drastic measures.
“Feel free to wank off with my fart panties if you want,” said Kate. “Now that I’m not wearing any, I can fill the entire room with my gas. There’s no escape from Mother Kate.”
Kate raised her dress again and did a cute little curtsy, letting off a fart that lasted for an unbroken five seconds, spreading the foul aftermath of her digested fast food around the clubroom. “Ah, that feels great,” Kate said, rubbing her stomach. “One of my best ones yet.”
She barely had time to wonder what was going on before Rika got on her knees underneath her skirt, burying her nose into Kate’s ass. Rika had one hand inside her panties, teasing herself with wet, sloppy sounds while she sniffed Kate’s leaking gas. She even wanted to taste it to get a better idea, but Kate clenched her ass cheeks around Rika’s nose, firmly telling her that eating her ass was for her boyfriend only.
“This is simply fascinating!” Rika said. “I want to study your gut flora to see how you’re able to have such tight control over your flatulence. This is quite rare in human biology. I was impressed when you stunk up the hot springs, but now you’re taking it to another level.”
Kate let out a hisser in Rika’s face, fogging up her glasses and stinging her nose from the stench alone. Rika kept rubbing herself while Kate walked away, letting out a series of smaller farts that filled the room until not even the closet in the corner of the room was sealed away from her stench. The room wasn’t very large, there wasn’t many places for anyone to escape to.
Kobato ran up to Kate, hugging her and burying herself in her bosom. Though in her gothic outfit, she was speaking in her native Kyushu accent. A side of her that she had rarely shown in the club room. But with Sena at no risk of being related to her and her rival/friend Maria asleep, she had let her guard down. “Kate! Do y’wanna let one rip with me? I don’ think Koda’s stiff enough yet.”
“You might be an even better little sister than my actual little sister,” said Kate, playfully rubbing Kobato’s head. “Sure you’re gassed up?”
“Yeah!” Kobato said.
Kobato and Kate both bent over, exposing their butts. Kodaka wanted to say something about Kobato flashing her panties, but Sena was so surprised by it that her nipples were visible underneath her uniform. Kate’s bare ass was now exposed to the club room. She had grown in pale violet pubic hair that lined the ring of her ass, which only made her farts even more effective.
“Here... we... go!” the two said together. Two overlapping gusts of wind shot from their asses, aimed directly at Kodaka. He didn’t say anything. His mind was going blank from the overpowering smell, yet he could still distinctly mark where Kate’s smell separated from Kobato’s.
“You did good, kiddo,” Kate said. “I’ll teach you how to drop some real good ones once your colon can handle it.”
“I await that day,” said Kobato, going back to her vampire persona.
Sena and Yozora glared at Kate as she approached the table, pulling out Kodaka’s chair. She sat her bare ass on his lap. She leaned in and started deeply kissing him in front of Sena and Yozora, mostly as a sign of dominance. As their tongues overlapped, the two of them looked to each other. While their mutual hatred was normally so strong that they couldn’t get anything done, they were willing to call a truce over this matter. They went to the TV screen, turning on the game console as they started planning.
“Hey, Kodaka,” Kate said seductively. “Kobato’s reading Necromancer and Rika’s too busy shlicking herself silly. Nobody’s going to come in here.” She lifted her dress enough to show him her gas-bloated belly, still stuffed from the fast food bags on the table. “Want to help get the rest of these out? It’ll smell awful.”
“It has been a while since we’ve done it,” Kodaka said.
Kate slid Kodaka’s tent into the cleavage of her bottom. As her warm cheeks wrapped around his shaft, trapped in his underwear, she let loose a silent fart that packed a more intense smell than all the others. Letting out one like this made her sweat, the force coming from the deepest depths of her bowels. It spread outward from Kodaka’s crotch, traveling to the other side of the room where Sena and Yozora had gathered.
“KATE!” Sena shouted. “What is that smell? Did something die in here?”
“Just teasing Kodaka with my gas,” Kate said. “I doubt your flabby butt can keep up.”
Kate placed her fingers on Kodaka’s zipper, lowering it with a clacking sound. She unbuckled his belt and dropped his pants, taking out his hard dick. It was throbbing in anticipation, barely able to hold itself back from dripping with all the loud, foul-smelling farts Kate had already released into the room. Kate adjusted herself, rubbing it against her mound before raising herself up on Kodaka’s lap.
“Nice and hard. You really are a freak for my farts, aren't you, Kodaka?” Kate whispered in his ear.
“I love to worship your ass,” said Kodaka.
“That’s heresy,” said Kate. “But I condone heresy like this when it makes me feel so damned good.”
Kodaka’s red, round tip slid past Kate’s lower lips, going deep inside her. She hadn’t brought a condom, but she knew today was her safe day. Barebacking Kodaka was another sign of her showing off in front of Sena and Yozora. As Kodaka’s girthy member reached her deepest parts, she relaxed her stomach and let out a loud, gusty fart that sprayed right in Rika’s direction.
“Now you’re doing it? And wanting us all to watch?” said Rika. “This is so hot! You might be even filthier than me!”
“I stopped being a virgin months ago,” said Kate, adjusting herself on Kodaka’s lap and letting out another fart, this one wetter than all the ones she had blasted out up until now. “That’s just the fries. You haven’t even made me squeeze out the main course yet. Work harder.”
When Kate bucked her hips, she bucked like an animal in heat. Kate started moving up and down in Kodaka’s lap, hiking up her skirt to give Sena and Yozora a clear view of where she and Kodaka were connected. With every thrust, another spluttering fart that sounded like bagpipes exited her butt, fumigating the room with even more gas. The gas swirled and concentrated around the clubroom, thickening in stench. Yukimura remained unaffected, but was sniffing a lot more.
“Yes,” Kate said, reaching for the table and taking a sip of her soda. “I can’t tell which fullness I love more. Gas or cock. One’s better going in, the other’s better coming out.”
Kodaka reached behind Kate, grabbing onto her ass cheeks. That bubble butt felt warm in his grip, an ass he had known quite well. In his hands, on his face, or brushing up against him in public, all the best miracles of the universe came from Kate’s ass. He had lost his virginity to Kate when she was on the toilet, a memorable experience for both of them. They had returned to the toilet in his house, in her house and just outside the club room multiple times, each time leaving the smell of sex and farts behind.
Sena unbuttoned the top few buttons of her uniform shirt, while Yozora tossed off the shirt entirely. Sena unhooked her bra, removing it through the hole in her shirt and throwing it on top of the TV. Her impressively large breasts were out, wobbling like the sacks of meat they were. Watching Kodaka, seeing his dick out, had gotten her perky pink nipples rock hard. Yozora had not removed her bra, but was lifting her arm to check her pits. She could barely smell her own brand over the scent of Kate’s continuous farting.
Sena approached Kodaka, and shoved her breasts onto one side of his face. The puff-puff treatment, legendary among manga enthusiasts. “If my fat tits won’t get you to leave this filthy sister, what will? I’m letting you freely suck on my nipples! Accept my generosity!”
Yozora raised her arm, showing her armpit into Kodaka’s face as well. “At least smell my armpits instead! Wouldn’t you rather treat yourself to the sweat of someone like me instead of that depraved girl?”
“Sorry, Mikazuki,” said Kate. “But the only air friend Kodaka needs is right here in this ass.” She playfully smacked her butt cheeks, unleashing another loud fart into the room. Kate reached for the bottom of her dress, taking it off in one stroke. Only her shoes and her habit were left on, leaving her otherwise naked on top of Kodaka’s lap. Her breasts weren’t as big as Sena’s, but they were bigger than the size of Kodaka’s palm. She had been sweating after eating such a big meal, and it was rolling down from her armpits. “If Kodaka wants titties and pits, I can provide him those, too!”
“That’s not fair,” Sena said.
“I thought we were the main characters,” Yozora counteracted.
“You snooze, you lose,” Kate said. “Neither of you can match my ass.”
Kodaka wasn’t going to turn down this impromptu threesome. He sucked on Sena’s nipple a bit, tugging at her breast and watching her titflesh bounce about like a pudding cup. Sena tried to hold back her moans, but Kodaka’s tongue work was just too good. With the scent of Yozora’s sweaty armpits filling his nose, Kodaka was being assaulted from all sides while Rika just kept masturbating. The swelling in Kate’s stomach was going down as the intensity of her farts ratcheted up, each one getting worse smelling than the last.
“Why do you love her so much?” asked Sena and Yozora together.
“She’s cute and confident, and she smells great,” said Kodaka.
“I know it,” Kate said, ripping another wet fart. Her clit had been rubbing against Kodaka’s torso, making her even tighter and wetter. Kate was so good at what she did that she was able to come from her ass without the need of anal penetration at all. The sharp, stinging heat of her own farts dispersing through the room tickled her anus enough that she had climaxed plenty of times from that alone.
Rika was the only one looking directly into Kate’s puckering brown hole. The way it breathed, a living thing, was a thing of beauty. Kate was working her sphincter muscles, holding back several smaller farts in preparation for the biggest one yet. She wanted to make Rika pass out in excitement and create something that neither Sena nor Yozora had a chance of catching up to.
“This one’s for my boyfriend,” said Kate, leaning in to kiss Kodaka once more. Her breasts squeezed into his upper body as his fingers gripped deep into her ass cheeks, spreading them apart and stretching open her anus to allow for the biggest release of gas yet. The regular anal sex Kate had been having over the past year had opened her butthole wider, yet she could still clench it tighter than a vise.
As Kodaka and Kate’s lips locked in a wet, full-tongue kiss, their body heat melted together. The repeated, pounding thrusts of Kodaka’s penis thrust close to Kate’s womb, making her butt shake. With her ass wide open, she unleashed a loud, wet fart. The smell was worse than before, a sulfurous stink that came from the depths of the underworld itself. The sound was bassy and powerful, the lowest register of a tuba coming from the anus of an ordinary high schooler.
Kate orgasmically moaned as her ass emptied itself of its contents. Rika fainted as she reached climax, while Yozora and Sena backed away. Sena’s breasts shook with every step, Sena herself starting to cough from the powerful smell. Kodaka busted inside Kate, filling her now empty stomach and replacing the warmth of fast food with the warmth of his seed. He spent inside her, the sticky bubbling sensation traveling all the way up to her belly button.
“I came!” Kate said. “That was so fucking good. Now that I’ve warmed my ass up, let’s get those club activities started!”
“It stinks like the undead,” said Kobato, choking on the smell.
Maria had woken up with the final fart. She sniffed and looked around at her own sister. “You poopy hag! You were the one who did this to my special sleeping space! Go do naughty things with Kodaka on your own time!”
Kate removed herself from Kodaka’s lap as he slumped back on the chair. His cum was dripping down Kate’s leg. She put her dress back on, leaving her panties with Kodaka to enjoy later. They were a cheap pair anyway. The fancy underwear was being saved for when he came over to her house again. As Kate twirled the key around her neck, unlocking the door to the club room, she looked back at Yukimura.
“Kusunoki, you can crack open a window now,” she said. “You all survived. Now be liberated from Farting Hell.”
As the windows opened, Sena and Yozora rushed. Sena didn’t care that her tits were hanging out the window. She took a deep breath of the crisp outdoor air, filling her lungs with all the things she had been denied for the most painful minutes Kate had subjected her to.
“Fresh air!” Yozora and Sena said together.
“Kate, thanks,” Kodaka said. “I’m glad the Neighbors Club has you around.”
Kate left the club, heading towards the bathroom located just down the hall. After a few minutes of grunting and pushing, she carefully wiped herself and flushed the toilet down. Her stomach was digesting the rest of her lunch, feeling empty and at peace. Kate sat on the toilet for a few minutes, relaxing in the atmosphere of her own smells.
“It’s good to be the club advisor,” she said. Kate nudged her pinky finger into her belly button, gently teasing her stomach. “Now, what am I going to have for dinner?”
By the end of this year, Kodaka would be graduating. Kate promised him that she would be with him all the way. If she got married, there might be more than just gas in her stomach. The thought made Kate shiver in delight, and let out another fart into the bowl.
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