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Mom's Punishment

THIS IS NOT MY STORY! ⚠️

ALL CHARACTERS IN THE STORY ARE 18 OR ABOVE

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Ron - 18 year old high school student

Emma - Ron's mom, 38 years old, athletic and hot, lactose intolerant

"Ron!"

...

"Ron! Come in here now"

Ron cautiously walked into his bedroom to see his mother holding her phone in her hand.

"Ron, I've just received word from your school principal that you've been skipping classes at school. First you fail your last few tests now this?? Un-fucking-acceptable. What do you have to say for yourself?"

He hung his head and tried to muster up the words to respond but couldn't.

"I'm sorry"

An angry look came over his mother's face.

"You will be sorry... this isn't gonna slide. You're gonna get punished STRICTLY. Come here"

Ron hesitantly walked over to his mom, who was standing by the bed.

"Lie your head down face up on the edge of the bed"

Ron stopped, confused.

"w-what? why"

"I'm not answering your questions Ron do as your told. I told you, you're getting punished."

Ron slowly lowered his head onto the bed and she walked over to him and stretched out a piece of duct tape, which she placed over his mouth as he mumbled something worriedly. She then turned around, her thick well-shaped ass inches from his face.

A panicked look appeared on Ron's face, but he didn't have time to react before his mother in one swift motion pulled down her pants and underwear, exposing her naked ass to him. And just as suddenly, she sat down onto his face forcefully as he let out a silenced scream.

Emma shifted her hips until his nose was fully up her crack and aligned with her assole.

"How's my ass smell, Ron?" she taunted. "You thought you could get away with what you did didn't you? Hope you like having your face wedged in my sweaty crack"

Ron struggled to escape but was completely trapped between her ass cheeks, and his shouting through the duct tape was to no avail.

"Calm down." Emma said sternly. "Your punishment's barely started. I got the email from the school while I was having lunch at that Mexican place. Had two extra spicy chicken bean burritos and a plate of cheesy nachos too... oh and a milkshake. I think you can see where this is going Ron"

Ron did see where it was going and panicked even more than ever, but only ended up grinding his face against his mother's ass with no result.

"This is what you get when you don't fucking listen"

**PPBBBBBBBLLFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT....**

A long loud fart thundered from her ass and directly into his nostrils. Ron wanted to crawl into the Earth and vanish. His own mom was sitting on his face naked. She had just farted, bare assed, onto his nose. And his mouth was taped shut, he had to smell every bit of it. And the smell was indescribably disgusting. He could smell each individual ingredient of her long meal all through a filter of sweat and sulfur.

Emma smirked as she felt him squirm beneath her butt.

"You like that? Should've thought before you behaved like a spoiled brat. I hope it fucking stinks"

She bit her lip and tensed.

**PBFLFLRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTT......**

Ron gagged as he sniffed in her second fart, kicking around but unable to get her weight off his face. This fart smelled even worse than the previous one. The feeling of his mom's soft sweaty ass cheeks enveloping his face triggered his claustrophobia, coupled with the hellish stench that was emanating from her with each gassy expulsion.

Emma placed her hands on her ass cheeks and spread them, sinking her weight harder down onto her son's nose, and let out a relieved sigh.

**PBBRLRTT... PBBLRRRRRRRRt.. PPBLRt PBRT PBLRt PTTTFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF....**

She pushed out a series of loud short farts followed by a longer wet bubbly one that sent Ron writhing.

"Sniff that... pathetic"

At this point Ron was in tears. Each of his moms farts stunk worse than the last, and the final one left his nose stained with a thin layer of the only possible thing that could come after a fart... He retched, trying not to throw up in his mouth. He couldn't believe she was doing this to him.

"I'm so fucking pissed at you"

**PBBBBBBLFRRRRT....**

"I swear if you ever from this point on disobey a command from me I will ruin your life. You're never gonna see the outside of the house. I'm gonna tie your face to my fucking ass I swear to God"

"You know, the principal had the nerve to throw me part of the blame. He said I probably 'dont discipline you enough'. How do you think of this disicpline Ron?"

**PBBBBBBBFFFRRRRRT...PFFRT**

Her stomach rumbled

"You know what, maybe he's right. Maybe I'm still not doing enough to punish your ungrateful ass. I should be shitting on you Ron."

**PFBLFRTTT...**

"No, actually, I should be shitting in your mouth! Maybe eating Mom's shit will help you learn a fucking lesson"

Ron's heart started thumping faster and faster. She couldn't possibly mean it... it had to just be a threat.

Suddenly, Emma slightly shifted off his face and pulled off the duct tape.

"Open your mouth, I'm gonna give you your dinner right here."

His eyes opened wide and he started crying more. "No mom please you can't! You can't, please no... I've learned my lesson"

"Shut it." she said "You deserve every bit of this. Open your mouth before I get more angry, because you don't wanna see what happens then. I'm serious Ron I will make sure you never have a fun moment again. Open wide so I can take a dump down your throat and we can get this over with."

Tears flowing down his face, Ron opened his mouth wide and she slowly sat back down, positioning her asshole on his open mouth and trapping him with her weight.

Ron's heart was beating faster than ever. Maybe, just maybe she was doing it to scare him. Farts were one thing, but there was no way his own mother would shit in his mouth...

Emma pushed, and immediately a creamy rope of shit quickly coiled out of her ass and into her son's mouth.

The minute his mother's shit touched his tongue, Ron screamed and retched, trying his hardest not to throw up but unable to spit it out or stop the flow of waste coming into his mouth. The taste... how the fuck could someting taste so bad... However bad he could've imagined actual feces would taste, it was twenty times worse. And it wasn't just anyone's shit, it was his mom's. He had tasted his mom's shit. The idea alone drove him crazy as another turd pushed its way into his mouth, fillnig it up.

"Swallow, you're my fucking toilet right now" she snapped. "Unless you wanna choke on your mother's poop"

Trying not to gag, Ron forced himself to swallow the mouthful of shit and ignored the thought that he had just eaten shit to make room for the next load of disgusting soft poop his mom was shitting into his awaiting mouth.

For ten minutes that seemed neverending, his mom unloaded her Mexican lunch, her egg breakfast, and several coffees worth of shit into his mouth as he groaned and cried helplessly.

"You deserve this Ron" she said calmly as she pushed the last flecks of poop out. "I hope it tasted as bad as I imagine it did"

She got off his face.

"Lick me clean" she commanded.

Ron obediently complied, putting his face between his mom's dirty ass cheeks and licking the leftover shit stains suppressing the urge to violently vomit. Finally, the job was done. She grabbed his head and thrusted it fully into her crack.

"Sniff" she said sternly. "And don't stop".

Moaning in anguish, he sniffed his mom's asshole which smelled like the leftovers of her dump. As he sniffed, she spoke out

"From now on if you're going to skip school, you'ree gonna spend your time at home doing this. Is that clear?"

He nodded and continued to sniff her ass.

"The school's suspended you for tomorrow. I have some work to do on my computer at home, and I am going to spend the entire day sitting on your face. If I have to fart, you are going to sniff it like it's air you need to breathe. I'm feeling generous, so if I have to shit I'll do it in the toilet, but I'm sitting back on your face without wiping. If you complain, so much as a groan the entire time, I'm gonna glue your mouth to my asshole and take a laxative. Is that clear?"

Ron looked at his mom in fear, shocked by the day's events. He could never see her the same after what she did to him. "Y-Yes"

"Good"

She started walking out the room before turning back to add:

"If you even think about doing something disrespectful again, at school, at home, wherever- you are going to spend the rest of your days as my personal toilet."

Ron nodded, and she left the room. He laid down on the bed and looked up at the ceiling before breaking into uncontrollable tears. What had he done?