Zuri's New Routine (Story, Fart version)

Story made by @Saldon

Zuri was hardly the superstitious sort, nor did she trust new trends cropping up involving miracle products. Chancing upon a curious vending machine selling "Hygienic Aids" composed of ant sized micros, it had been a purchase of guarded curiosity rather than any form of interest. Something to try once and never again. It became a pleasant surprise to discover her assumptions had been wrong after a small sample. In fact, beyond dealing with her sweat buildup during any physical exertions in the day it had also impacted her overall mood and posture after less than a week of consistent use. The pleasing tickle of their efforts were hardly noticeable and the knowledge she could dominate such insignificant lives for her personal hygiene care was a fantastic dopamine rush. She had even gone so far as to order right from the source and started up her own home built supply. A delightful mixture of colors beyond the bland uniform pouch samples found in the vending machines around town. Little supplements to care for her during all hours of the day which became the highlights of her mornings and evenings.

In fact, it had turned into a borderline obsession.

Flexing her anus with anticipation, she could feel some post workout micros being pulled into the dimple of her orifice, their struggles ineffective against even a single twitching wrinkle of her back door. Firmly planting her thumb, index and pinky finger on her cheeks before her the two fingers laden with her homegrown tiny treats thrust to the depths of her butt cleavage. Digits teeming with micros pressing into and forcing past her sphincter, probing the hot oily depths of her rectum while feeling the press and smear her passengers along firm rectal walls. Their ineffective squirms were unable to even shift or fight her anal slime as they created a satisfying itch. Making sure to properly wipe off her anal stimulants she swiftly popped her fingers free, leaving a momentary tingle of cool air dancing inside her rectum before it sealed shut once more; Barely focusing on their miniscule ministrations before she coated her sticky fingers in enough micros for round two. Her lubricated digits swiftly penetrate and deposit her writhing treasure in the depths of her booty, shoving the initial toys deeper as she liberally applied the fresh helping of tinies. Sensations compounding as she rubbed, rolled and extracted her fingers again, repeatedly stuffing her asshole full of micros until the last of the pouch was empty. Her rectum clenching rhythmically from so many miniature bodies wriggling around within her anus. The electric joy anal pleasure without use of fingers or inanimate toys heightens the experience. Reveling in the constant titillation before planting a hand on her rear one final time. She had no actual need to finger fuck her asshole anymore, but the fact she could do so, causing her toys to jam into her humid depths, was the only motivation she needed before moaning at the feeling of two fingers thrusting rhythmically into her asshole for another night of self satisfaction.

-FART VERSION-

Zuri panted, body sprawled along the flat side of her built-in tub, head barely lifting enough to look down her body toward her pelvis. Feeling the lopsided tilt to her body with one foot planted in the tub and the other resting on the bathroom floor, sweat dappled across her whole body, making the recent shower a pointless endeavour to clean up before bed. She lifted her well used hand, feeling the tacky peel of slime coated fingers pulling from the cold walls of the tub as she stared at the opaque fluids that gunked up her fingers. The scents of her anus quite pungent, but even as she squinted she could just make out the sprawled forms of many of her anal micros and laughed as they seemed to still be wiggling, though everything had solidified too much for them to escape the glue of her anal pleasure. Resting that hand on her chest was hardly a concern as she glanced up again, feeling the gurgle of her guts all her pleasure had induced thanks to small injections of air every time her fingers fully withdrew and plunged into her bowels.

Combined with all her toys being dragged into her depths, she once again felt the stirring of forces beyond conscious control. But even as her abdomen stirred to life with all this fresh activity she still managed to roll over and ease herself into the tub, not bothering to move as her parted legs lifted and helped aim her asshole at the bathtub wall. Her actions occurred just fast enough as everything shifted, the first pocket of gas shifting free as she felt the roil of its passage twist and push toward her anal sphincter. Its approach eventually caused fresh itchiness inside her digestive tract as the accumulated stink roused the tinies like putrid smelling salts. Were it not for the discomfort she would have laughed but instead all Zuri could do was groan and brace, her anus bulging before parting open with a loud and hot eruption of gas that echoed off the inside of her tub. The sound warbled with the wet infusions of slime from her constant finger fucking as she felt anal juices splatter the fur of her tuch and audibly slap on the bathtub floor and wall. Enduring the trumpeting outburst until she could actually pant with relief, zuri pushed herschel fup enough to witness translucent slime speckled with miniscule bodies as the idea they were mired in her guts until a single fart blasted them out actually made her laugh, using her cleaner hand to wipe away tears before removing to stopper her tub and turn on the faucet, planning to soak away her fresh sweat and musing, what would happen to the remaining micros once she started to fart them out underwater.

It was an idea too hilarious to ignore.