You thought about it for a long time. You really didn't want to be under Craig's fat ass again, and were willing to gamble to escape that horrible fate. Besides, you had a great idea, that you figured the boys would fall for. You would have to swallow your pride to do it, though.
"You were the worst, Lewis..." As much as you hated your little brother's ass, it was 10x better than the fat kid getting another go at you. You would do anything to escape the fate of that fat, pale, jiggly, smelly ass. Even your brother's plump butt was better than that. You hoped to play to his inflated ego, and his willingness to torture you.
"Awww, Ash, I'm flattered that you wanna be under my butt!" Lewis laughed. "But we don't like liars!" Your heart sank. "Craig! 2 hours! Make him suffer!"
Craig laughed and stood up in front of you, as your head was tapped to a cough cussion. "Bad move, bud! I held back the first time! Now you get two hours under the fart cannon!" The fact that he nicknamed his butt somehow made it that much worse. He turned around, and once again, you got a look at his huge ass. Somehow, this time, it seemed even bigger. You started to struggle, but you couldn't escape. You were doomed.
Craig slowly took off his pants, and then his smelly boxers, revealing to you his smelly crack of doom. "2 hours! And if you pass out, I'm taking you home to be my fart slave for a week!" That last part really got you, as now you were panicked. You heard rumors that Craig could knock people out in a single fart. You prayed that wasn't the case as he took a seat, and your head was trapped in his smelly crack...
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