Christmas with Jackie - Ch. 7 (Patreon)

With her vaginal fluid coating the outside of the dildo like some kind of lubricant, Jackie wasted no time in lining the tip up against her asshole. “I’ll try to get it over with a bit quicker this time,” she offered, as if that could somehow offer some relief for a situation that was about to be horrifying no matter how long it lasted.

The thick, rubbery dildo slowly pushed its way into Jackie’s anus, causing her to gasp and begin breathing more carefully. She was holding it sideways, so at the least, Denver could stand in the middle instead of falling into the tip again. But a rotten smell soon invaded his senses, just like the one he’d experienced yesterday when she’d kept him in her panties. Since she was already in the mood, pushing Denver's prison deeper inside of her was going a lot quicker than he was anticipating, and it wasn’t long before his sister began quietly whimpering as she fed him to her ass. “It’s just a little too big,” she whispered, half to herself and half to her brother. “The perfect size…”

Soon enough, the cock was halfway inside, and her whimpers had turned into moans. Except it was for more than just physical reasons. Knowing that Denver was being sent further up her asshole was adding a layer of perverted pleasure that she couldn’t ignore, as much as she wanted to. He tried to walk away from the front again, but she began pushing the dildo in and out, making it hard for him to even stay standing. Nevermind a stench that was so strong that it brought him to his knees, a disgustingly shitty smell. Literally. The odor of her last trip to the toilet was present, except a hundred times stronger than just being able to smell it from a bathroom.

Denver had managed to stay just outside the entrance to her anus, keeping himself from having to experience her colon, but Jackie felt a familiar feeling throughout her body that made her pause, and quickly pull the dildo out. He fell out of the titanic dick as she yanked it out, landing on her cushioned bed. But within a second, his sister’s sex toy surrounded him again, encircling his little body and rising high above him as she set it on the mattress with the tip facing the ceiling. She backed up carefully and used a hand to line the tip up with her asshole again while her other clenched her bedsheet, holding up her weight. But then after pushing the dildo in just a bit, she took a nervous deep breath, and pulled her hands away, causing herself to slam onto the bed, and consequently allowing her ass to swallow up the entirety of the slick cock with a messy, elongated SHHHLORP!

Jackie instantly covered her mouth as she let out a muffled shriek, her ass accepting so much of the dildo that her cheeks reached her bed. And as a result, Denver's world went dark again, hopelessly surrounded within the dick that had sunk itself all the way inside his little sister’s asshole. But then the reason for her sudden change of plans became evident as a deafening, hot gust of toxic wind shot itself through Jackie’s body, only to find its regular exit blocked. The only directions the fart could travel was through the “breathing” holes of the dildo, but the end of it was covered by her bed and surrounded by her cheeks. Right where Denver was laying. He was stuck in a revolting fog of built-up pressure that seemed to compress his body, as if punishing him for its inability to escape, and stewing all around him instead. Within seconds, the two inch man was back at a quarter of an inch, and his sister’s waste tunnel grew hundreds of feet higher.

Unable to take the pressure any longer, Jackie fell onto her side, and the fart rushed out of her like normal, while the dildo uncapped itself from around Denver, still stuck up Jackie’s ass. Breathing a sigh of relief, she pulled the dildo out of her, letting it collapse beside her brother as its juices quietly trickled down to her bed.

Drunken on a fresh wave of dopamines, Jackie turned herself around, smiling at the pathetically small creature on her bed that was struggling to stand. “Congrats Denver, it seems you made it through,” she teased, her voice booming down at him. “What a strong, courageous big brother you’ve been.” She climbed off her bed and put her panties back on, along with an oversized t-shirt, and grabbed the dildo so she could go and wash it off in the bathroom sink. And Denver stayed right where he was, unable to move a muscle. Unable to believe what had just happened. Promising himself that he’d never cross his sister ever again.