“Just watch!” Kira laughed as your sister threw open the door and backed her big booty up and out of the cabin. Immediately the crowd fixated on
her two quivering fleshy orbs. Kira gave a little laugh and made her butt cheeks bounce in a hypnotic rhythm, “Everybody give me $5 and head
back to your campsites,” she commanded over her shoulder, and without hesitation everyone lined up in an orderly fashion and handed over $5
dollars before departing, except for one girl who only had $3. Kira hypnotized her to run her finger up the crack of your ass as punishment, give
it good sniff, and then sent her on her way. “Big butts are awesome,” Kira laughed as she counted out her money; $73 total.
“Well that could come in handy,” your mother smiled. “Now I won’t have to wait on lines anymore.”
“Don’t let the power go to your head babe,” your father laughed before stumbling on the rug. With his big ass throwing off his center of gravity
he twisted as he fell and landed on his prodigious bottom hard. And that’s when he was bounced high into the ceiling. “Umph!” he cried out as he
fell back to the ground and bounced a few more times, each one less and less high, until he came to a stop. “Well guess my butt’s not hypnotic,”
he muttered rubbing the pain from his face.
“Looks like we each have a different butt related power,” your mother told you as she checked your father over. “I wonder what ours are Hal!”
“Oh God!” you yelled as you slapped your face, “you know one of us is gonna have like really powerful farts! How can we not, with such big
keisters?”
“Boy has a point, Gwen,” your father concurred.
“I know Jerry, and you know what? I hope its me!” your mom said hopefully.
“What why?” you asked dumbfounded.
“Yeah mommy, why would you want really stinky farts?” Kira asked as she tucked her money into her shirt pocket.
“Well kids, in college mommy made more than a little money when she had been drinking with some farting contests,” your mother told you as
she smiled to your father.
“You see kids, most men can’t believe a lady can out fart them, and are willing to bet huge amounts of money on it.”
“And when mommy has some drinks they can get pretty ripe. Plus Jerry I always had fun laying those bombs. I really did love to fart!”
“You did didn’t you,” your dad kissed your mom.
“Uh-oh,” feels like we might just find out if I have super farting powers right now,” your mom began to laugh. “I hope it smells like a skunk!” And
with that declaration your mother cut a very short but very loud fart.
“Oh God!” KIra cried, “I can taste it!”
“And it does stink like a skunk!” you added holding your nose.
“Jerry I think I can control the smell of my farts,” your mother said proudly.
“Well fart again honey, you need to clear this smell up!” your dad told your mom as he hid his face with his shirt.
“Good thing I seem to be gassier too,” your mom laughed as she slapped her mattress sized ass and let another rip, but this time it smelled like
freshly cut roses, and the old smell was all but gone. “Well this’ll come in handy around the house,” your mother said giving her rump a playful
slap. “No more room deodorizers for us!”
“So what’s Hal’s power?” Kira asked.
“Yeah Hal give your big old dumper a wiggle and see what happens,” your dad encouraged.
You were kind of curious yourself, and did as your dad suggested, and gave your newly enlarged butt a wiggle, but nothing happened, you tried
again, but still nothing.
“Ha ha Hal got screwed out of butt powers!” Kira laughed and pointed.
“You got a little miffed with her, and took a deep breath to calm your nerves, as your mother scolded her for being mean, and that’s when you felt
your feet leave the ground.
“Hal did you get taller?” your father asked.
“No Jerry! My baby boy is floating!” your mother said shocked.
“The deep breath I took!” your realized. You took a few more and quickly rose to the ceiling, ass first. It seems your butt cheeks were hot air
balloons, and the more you breathed in the higher you could soar. “This will be so awesome on clear days!” you said excitedly as your arms and
legs dangled down, and your ass bobbed along the ceiling.
“Can you get down?” Kira asked.
“I think so,” you shrugged. You breathed out and started to lower to the ground, and soon enough you were back on solid ground.
“Well these huge badonkadonks are pretty awesome after all, huh?” your mother said as she ripped another fart, this time smelling like fresh
honey dew melon.
“I guess so, I guess so,” you agreed, already dreaming of riding the air currents with your ass.