Giantess Family 2: Arcana's Gassy Ass (A Revamp Story)

Warning: Contains brief scat content near the end. Read at your own risk.

After leaving me as a pair of socks and wearing me for a week straight, Dakota finally turned me back into a human. Unfortunately, even being back as a human, I could still taste her feet as though they were still in me. As though her sweat that had absorbed into me had become a part of me now. It was horrible. Now, back as a human, I feared what may come next, because even though she made me human again, I was still only a few inches tall. She scooped me up off the floor and walked out of her room. She got to my siter Arcana's room and knocked.

"Come in!" Arcana yelled from the other side.

Dakota opened the door and the smell that came out immediately made both of us cringe.

"My God!" Dakota said. "What the Hell died in here!?"

"Sorry," Arcana replied, "I have some seriously bad gas today. Must've been that taco bell I had earlier."

"Yea, that'll getcha every time," Dakota said with a laugh.

"So what's up."

Dakota held me up for Arcana to see.

"No way!" Arcana exclaimed. "How did you manage that!?"

"I injected him with a nano chip that gives me complete control over his physical being. Basically, I can do whatever I want to him. In fact, he's spent the last week as my socks!"

"I was wondering why you weren't changing them!"

They both laughed.

"Anyways," Dakota continued. "I've had fun with him for the last week and enjoyed it so much I figured it would be rude not to share with all our sisters. He's such an amazing little toy, I just know you're going to have fun playing with him! Here, have at it. Oh, and I'm going to send you a link to download the app I created to control him with."

Without any consideration to me, Dakota casually tossed me over to Arcana. I smacked into her hand as she snatched me out of the air.

"Thanks sis!" Arcana said. "I could really use a fart filter today, and this little guy should be perfect!"

Dakota laughed.

"Oh my God," she said, "that's too perfect! Well, have fun! Make sure you don't forget to share with the others!"

And with that, Dakota walked out leaving me at the mercy of my now giant sister Arcana. I was hoping she wasn't being serious about using me as a fart filter, but knowing my family, I knew my odds weren't looking good. She got down on her knees and placed me on her feet.

"Get to licking twerp!" She told me.

I knew better than to argue, so I started to lick. Her feet tasted abolutely terrible, but it was nothing compared to when she blasted me with her first round of gas. The air thickened with the stench and I started gagging, which only made her laugh.

"Ok, this is getting to be too much," she said after two more noxious blasts. "I know how we can solve the problem."

I could feel changes occurring within me. She had downloaded the app onto her phone and was now using it to change my molecular structure. At the moment, I couldn't quite tell what exactly she had done, but I knew I was very soon about to find out.

"This outfit is too cold," she said. "I think I'm going to slip into something a bit warmer."

She stood up and let me roll to the floor. For a brief moment, she completely ignored me as she picked out her new outfit and got undressed. She was down to just her panties when she turned to face me. I covered my eyes, not wanting to see my sisters naked breasts, which caused her to giggle a bit as she picked me up.

"So, I'm not sure if you can tell or not, but I changed you a little bit," she said. "Now you're super absorbent. Now, I know you're not really gonna like what comes next, but you're a good little bro, and even if you don't want to admit it, I know you're more than happy to help your sister in her desperate time of need. You see, I really wanted to go to the gym today, but with this horrible gas that I have, I was worried I might embarrass myself. But now that I have you, you should do a perfect job absorbing the smell so I don't have to be embarrassed. Plus, you should really come in handy when I start getting swamp ass.. These pants always do that to me.."

Her voice trailed off as she casually swung me around to her backside and stuffed me in her underwear and wedging me in her ass crack. One thing she hadn't realized was that when she made me super absorbent, she also made it that  I could taste everything I came into contact with. That means, that her filthy ass cheeks that held me tightly in place, left a nasty taste throughout the fabric of my entire being as I began absorbing the filth that had built up there, making me question the last time she properly bathed herself.

Then, as quickly as I was shoved in there, she pulled her pants up over me and buried me away from the world. She decided to walk to the gym today, and quite frankly, it still wasn't cold enough for her outfit, but she insisted she had to "sweat out the toxins." And man did she sweat. As she walked I was quickly sucked deep between her cheeks, all the way to her puckering asshole. It wasn't very long before she started to let her gas out again, filling my world with a new nightmarish hell.

Being pressed directly against her asshole meant that when she farted, every last vapor that came out was immediately absorbed into me, forcing me to taste and smell it with every inch of my being. Then another, and another. Between the gas seeping out and the constant grinding of her ass cheeks, I wished for death beyond anything else. Not only was this as gross as it could be with any woman, this particular one just so happened to be my sister, making the whole situation that much more mortifying.

When she finally got to the gym, the first thing she decided to do was ride the bike, crushing me even more as she sat on the firm seat. Now I was being crushed, ground, and farted on. With all the gas that I had already absorbed I swore I'd be tasting my sisters ass for years to come. The massive amounts of sweat that I was forced to absorb as she worked out very well may have been worse still. But little did I know, the worst was yet to come...

Next she decided to do squats. She got set up and squat down, farting as she did so, causing her to giggle a little, causing a vibration through her body that I could feel, angering me to the core. She stood up and squatted again, once again farting and giggling. But then it happened. The third time she came down, when she farted, it wasn't just air that came out. I was also blasted with a light coating of shit as she unknowingly assaulted me with a wet fart, once again giggling, blissfully unaware of what was transpiring in her underwear.

Another squat, another wet fart, this time more wet then the first. This time when she stood she stopped for a moment. There was a sharp prodding as she poked me, clearly checking to see if she messed herself.

"Oh yea," she said laughing, "I completely forgot you were down there little bro! Thanks for keeping the rotten smell of my farts away! Don't worry, I think I still have a few left for you to enjoy. Only a few more squats!"

I tried to wriggle and protest, but I was pinned so tightly that all my struggles went completely unnoticed as she readied herself for her next squat. That was when it happened. This time I wasn't assaulted with just a wet fart. Oh no... This time, the nasty girl full on shit herself. It all happened so fast. One second I was bracing myself for a light barrage of shit, next thing I know its flooding into me at an alarming rate, filling me up and condensing more and more inside me, all in a matter of seconds. With the position she was in, and everything that was transpiring, there simply was no stopping until she finished, which thankfully didn't take long, but unfortunately was far more to ingest than any normal person could ever wish to comprehend. I knew I would be tasting my sister's filth until the end of my days.

Realizing what had happened, Arcana stood back up and collected her things and made a beeline for the door. It was very clear she needed to get home. All she kept thinking about was how upset she was she had to finish her set early, paying no mind, and showing no concern whatsoever with what she had just forced me to endure. She just got home, pulled me out of her ass, and held me up to her face.

"Sorry little dude," she said, "I'm sure that wasn't the most pleasant experience. But hey, you did a phenomenal job down there! And way to totally save me from total embarrassment back there, but at the same time, not gonna lie, I kinda can't really look at you the same anymore. I think maybe it's time I just go ahead and pass you on to the next sister. I'm sure you're glad to hear that."

I honestly wasn't sure if I was glad or not. It kind of all depended on who she gave me to, but then again, at the same time, I knew it ultimately wouldn't matter. They would eventually all get a turn anyways, and regardless, the likeliness of any of them going easy on me was slim to none. Not to mention, once they've all had a turn, I would end up back with Dakota, and they would just start the cycle all over again. If there was one thing that was certain, It's that I'm fairly well fucked...

To be continued...