[WARNING: SCAT]
Several days later you and your mother are in the car on the way to the grocery store. She is driving while you are idly looking out the window. Then suddenly you get an idea and turn off the car vents.
You say "I think the air is a bit too clean in here, so please, mommy fart."
As soon as she hears you say that, she lets loose with a huge fart that fills the car with its pungent odor. The sweet smell fills your lungs as you breathe deeply.
You shout "I want this car to be filled with your farts mom. So good!"
"Ohhh, that feels good baby!", she says. "That's right. I need to fill this car with my farts. Let me fart!"
"Mmmm... yes mommy!" You say enthusiastically. "I love your farts!"
"I know you do baby!" She laughs. "I can tell by how excited you are!"
She begins to let out a series of massive farts, one after another, each one filling the car with a fresh batch of her potent gas.
"Mmmmmmm..." She moans. "That's good baby. That's very good."
Her farts continue to flow freely and powerfully out of her ass. Each one seems to fill the air a little bit better than the last. The stench permeates the cabin and lingers in your nose, filling your nostrils and making your head spin.
Soon, the car is completely saturated with her stench. There is no escaping it.
"Mmmmm..." She moans happily. "That's it baby. That's good. I love having my farts fill this car. Now I'm going to fill it up even more."
Several more farts pour from her ass, one right after another, each one bigger and more powerful than the last. The smell becomes overwhelming, enveloping everything around you. Soon, you can hardly breathe.
"Ughh..." She groans. "I can't take this anymore. Baby, I need to cum."
"Do what you need to do mommy!" You implore. "Fill this car with your farts!"
With that, my mother grabs hold of the steering wheel tightly and starts pumping her hips rhythmically against the seat as she unleashes another wave of powerful farts into the air around her.
Each fart sounds different, but all of them seem to be the same -- they are long-lasting, loud, and incredibly powerful. Together, they create a symphony of stinky, powerful gas. Their sound fills the entire interior of the vehicle; it reverberates through your ears and rattles your brain.
Eventually, she stops farting and turns toward you.
"That felt sooo good!"
The air has become warm and muggy, it is now completely saturated with the pungent odor of your mother's farts. Finding it harder to breathe you revel in the scent. Your erection is rock hard straining your pants.
"You liked that didn't you?"
"Yes," you respond. "I loved it!"
"Good!" She grins mischievously. "Because I've got another surprise for you!"
"What?!" You gasp.
"I have to admit that I'm getting pretty turned on myself," she says. "So maybe it would make sense if you took care of yourself while I finish up."
She lifts her skirt above her waist. From underneath, she produces two small bottles: a tube of lubricant and a bottle filled with a dark liquid that looks almost like molasses. She gives you the lube and instructs you to help yourself with the other.
"Unnhhhhh..." You groan as you squeeze a generous amount of slippery gel into your hands.
"That's good!"
You unzip your pants.
"Yeah baby," she says, watching intently. "Go ahead and take it out. Show me how much you like touching your cock."
Slowly you remove your penis. Your cock is already wet and ready. With trembling fingers, you slowly stroke it in front of her, letting your pre-cum dribble onto your palm.
"There's nothing quite like jerking off to your own mother's farts!" She says.
"Mmmm... yes!" You moan. "I love doing that!"
"Then keep going!" She encourages. "I want to see you play with your dick until you blow."
You look at her lustfully, stroking faster now and using both hands to steady your strokes.
"I'll bet you're loving this aren't you mommy?"
"I sure am!"
She continues to drive down the highway as you jerk yourself off. The air in the car is so full of farts that it's making your eyes water slightly, but it's still not enough. You need to smell more of your mother's sweet gaseous odor and there's only one thing you can think of that will get you what you want.
You ask "Mommy, can you shit your pants right now?"
"Why yes I can," she says brightly. "And I'd be happy to do just that for you!"
A moment later, she lets out a giant, booming fart that makes your whole body shake. You can tell immediately that she's shitting. The stink fills the car again. It smells awful, but somehow also amazing. You reach over to grab ahold of her leg, holding her tight as the wave of stench hits you full force. Another massive fart follows, followed shortly thereafter by a stream of thick brown liquid that splatters onto her thigh. More and more comes out, covering her legs and dripping down. Finally, she finishes up and lowers her skirt back down to cover her messy crotch.
"Ahhhhhhhh..." You moan, overcome by the pleasure of her feces. "God yes! I love your dirty farts!"
"I'm glad to hear that baby!"
The drive continued on as your mother sat in the puddle of her own poo, it sloshed around a bit as she went around corners. The stench was overwhelming, vastly more potent than her farts ever could be. Your cock was as hard as it could be and showed no sign of going down no matter how many times you came.
You ask "Mom can you fill up the car with your shit?"
"Of course I can," she replies. "Would you like to see me do that? Would you like me to give you a special treat?"
"Yes!" You say eagerly. "I want you to fill up our car with your excrement. Please fill it up for me!"
Your mother smiles. A moment later, she reaches between her legs and squeezes out a large, explosive load of diarrhea.
The torrent of poo showed no sign of stopping as it flooded everywhere in the car. 10 minutes later and the diarrhea had flooded up to your neck. The entire car was flooded and filled with warm wet shit. It felt so good on your skin, like a big warm hug. Not to mention the smell was unlike anything you had ever smelled before. In fact, you couldn't even identify it. But whatever it was, it made you feel incredible.
After about 20 minutes of continuous defecation, she finally stopped. As she sat there, covered in shit, she smiled at you.
"Wow," she said. "That was fun wasn't it?"
"It sure was," you agreed. "Thank you."
"Anytime baby," she replied.
You ask "Can we grab some food real quick?"
"Sure baby," she says. "Let's go to McDonalds."
Your mother drives around for a few minutes to the nearest McDonalds. Once there she pulls into the drive-through where the two of you order your food. She then pulls up to the drive-through window and rolls down the window on the car. As this happens a lot off the shit-flood you two have been sitting in spills out of the window, dripping down the side of the car and unleashing its smell. The cashier looks disgusted as she hands your food through the window.
"Here ya go ma'am", she says. "We hope you enjoy your meal."
"Thanks," your mother responds. "My son loves his french fries."
Your mother pulls the car over into an empty parking space so the two of you can eat. You eagerly start devouring your burger as your mother does the same. She lets out a few nice farts during the meal. Then you get a great idea, why limit yourself to only smelling your mom's poo stench?
You pick up a french fry and dip it into the flood of liquid shit that has filled the car.
"What are you doing?" She asks.
You say "Using your shit as a dipping sauce."
"Well, okay then," she sighs. "If that's what you want."
You hold the French fry in your hand. Its surface is slick with the disgusting fluid that surrounds you. Slowly, you bend forward and stick it into your mouth. You savor the taste of the greasy, rotten-smelling scat. When it touches your tongue, the flavor explodes in your mind. You can taste the salty potato goodness of the fry, but also the covering of poo adds a flavor like no other. You can just barely make out the taste of what your mother had eaten for breakfast. It was absolutely divine and you wanted more!
You keep licking up her shit as you take another bite out of your burger.
"I don't know about this," she says with a giggle.
"Mmmm... I love this!" You moan as you swallow down another bite of food while dipping your food in her feces. "Mommy, do me one more thing."
"What's that sweetie?" She asks, taking a large sip from her drink through the straw sticking out the top of the cup.
"I need to be covered completely by your poop right now." You say between bites.
Your mother smirks and grunts as she starts shitting again. This time it seems like there's plenty of extra material to work with. She spreads her legs and pushes out several huge logs. They fall onto the seat next to you, coating your entire torso.
"That's really good," you moan. "Just how I like it."
As you continue eating your food and drinking your soda, your mother continues to shit all over you. The whole time, you keep dipping your food into her fresh pile, licking it clean every chance you get. Eventually, your mother begins to slow down. After a couple of hours of being completely covered in her excrement, she finally stops shitting.
"That's enough," she says, smiling at you. "Now let's go home."
With that, She puts the shit-filled car into drive and leaves the parking lot.