Go for a swim

You decide that the pool might be a better option. Walking right into the Lion's den probably isn’t the smartest thing to do, and the weather's too good to waste watching a movie.

"Oh? Really? Well alright! Just give me a second… There's bathing clothes right around there… for any size! I'm sure something will fit you!"

You wonder why this girl has a big white wardrobe right there, full of swimming clothes for all sizes… but uh… Well you guess she really is ready to receive ANY type of guest… it's kind of creepy…

You open the wardrobe to see its contents… and feel a bit embarrassed at the selection of racy swimsuits, simple one pieces and bikini tops that smack you in the face.

Some of these are barely strips of fabric. Others cover you up nicely.

"Choose what you want! I'll grab mine and join you in a second!"

Fran leaves you alone, after pointing to a bathroom on the outside, so you can change your clothes and get ready.

You pick something simple. Feeling even more weirded out by the fact that it fits you like a glove. Not too tight, not too loose. Starting to question if this is really a good idea

As you get changed, Rea comes back and enters the house… you then hear a shouting

"What? Nya is at the pool?! Oh comeown!!! Nyeah! I'm coming in!"

The pool is certainly not what you expected now that you’re up close. It is large, and circular, with edges that are both sharp and padded, remaining dry despite the water splashing on them from the gentle breeze.

The pool itself is circular, with the edges being shallow and then rapidly deepening near the center. So deep you find it a little hard to see the bottom under the blue water. The bottom of the pool is tiled in a checkerboard of white and black tiles.

You slowly enter the pool, feeling the water is just the perfect, refreshing temperature, really relaxing you as you get deeper. A big contrast to what your ears hear: a loud noise of furniture dragged around and glass breaking, until you see, right above you on the second floor, a cat stepping on the window frame!

"Rea! Stop you retarde-"

Fran tried to grab her sister, but it was too late…

"NYAAAAAAAAAAA"

You see a cat comet coming from above towards you, among the last things you see are her devilish eyes and her clear desire to hit you… You have only time to close your eyes and sigh.

A pantied cat butt slams into you at terminal velocity. So hard you hear the sound ringing in your ears. Or maybe that's the concussion? You can’t tell. Too busy falling over and splashing down into the water with Rea’s butt smooshing your face down. Maybe it's luck that the water hasn't reached your nose yet…. But it definitely covers the rest of your face.

And the cat's soaked panties sticking to your nose doesn’t help.

"Nyaaaa, stuck the landing! Like a real catty!"

Damn it Rea! Cats land on their feet, not on their fat butts! Doesn't this girl know that? But you don’t really have time to worry about that. You can’t open your eyes to see above you. But you feel her shifting on your face.

Rubbing her ass on your nose like a scratching post before she gets up, not before releasing a stinky bubble of gas.

“Nyahaha. Hey hey. Nya. Wanna help me fill up one of these swim rings. Ooooh We can make it a game! Let’s see who can blow it up first!”

She hands it to you as you stand up, dripping with water. And probably a little butt sweat.

But you take it, put the hole in your mouth. And blow hard. Filling it a bit before Rea takes it again.

You see a familiar mischievous smirk. And start regretting this game already. Doubly so when she puts it behind her. Her smirk widens. And you hear a wet flabby popping as her wet panties rumble, filling the ring with her own brand of noxious air. The rings clear, so you can see the green hue slowly building inside already.

She hands it back, with a smug smile on her face.

"Your turn nya!"

You stare at it… Does she really expect you to put your mouth there? Ugh there's no way you-

"If you don't, I’ll fill this up with my gas, me and Fran will tape it to your mouthy. So you can breathe it all while we dive down! Nyaha. That sounds fun!”

Ugh… Really? Well it can't be that bad, you think. So you decide to grab it and clean it on your swimsuit, before putting it on your mouth to blow it a bit more.

You have to take a short breath before you do, but you get her gassy fart air as you accidentally suck in with your mouth, immediately you pull away and cough the stench of fish from your lungs, taking some breaths of fresh air.

"Nyahahahah so dumb!"

You feel a little irritated. So you take a deep breath. And breathe hard into the ring, causing it to puff up a bit.

"NYA! gimme that!"

Again she grabs it and puts behind her, but this time her eyes widen and she moans as the air inside flows into her ass, and she purrs in pleasure feeling how deep it is on her hole

"Feels goooood nya~"

She groans as she starts to push. A slow long wet blast bubbles into the clear ring. It goes and goes, making her moan at the feeling of pressure as she has to start pushing harder to get more and more of her sloppy fishy gas inside.

The ring goes a deeper shade of green, squeaking and seeming to groan in disgust if it could as putrid fart gas fills it up. Inflating it almost to the brim. When she pops it out, and it does pop audibly, she quickly caps it before giving it to you.

“Nyehe! Your turny nyow! Give it your all… otherwise I'll have to put it in my booty again…"

That is the latest thing you want, so you grab it, and groan in disgust when you see the color of the cap… You… You really have to put it in your mouth?

Yeah, there doesn't seem to be any other choice, so you clean it as best as you can, and pull your air in.

Your lips make contact. And you taste the disgusting flavor of her gas already. Making you cough, but you make a tight seal and push, inflating the ring to capacity… but before you can pull away, you feel Rea’s hand on your head. And watch her other hand settle on the ring… The air has no other place to escape as she smiles at you.

She squeezes.

All suddenly your cheeks puff as all the gas floods through you, leaking out your nose with a wet sputtery hissing. You smell nothing but fish as the ring deflates, inflating your lungs like a pool toy and filling every orifice with her thick gas.

The digested gassy flavors of salmon, carp, tuna, sardine, bass and more, a mixed stew of fish from a polluted river fills your taste buds as you try to struggle away. But she keeps you in place as she squeezes more and more.

You taste her, you smell her, and you see her. All your senses are full of Rea. And you can’t do anything about it.

You feel dizzy when all the air is in your lungs. But her hand lets go of the pool toy, and instead pressed down on your shoulder as she whispers into your ear.

“Nyahaha. Deeep breaths now Nya!”

And you breathe hard. Tasting the poisonous flavor of her gas again as you blow it all back into the ring. It inflates with a mix of her green smog and your air. The hard blowing forces you to suck the remains from what leaked through your nose to further fill the ring as it groans in protest.

Eventually, you now have a green ring instead of a clear one. And you cough as you pull away. Rea grabs it and sits in it, her gas inside compressing as she does so.

“Nyahaha. This is pretty comfy!”

You lean against the edge, already feeling pretty tired, leaking smog from your mouth. But you don’t get to rest long. Fran appears above you as you’re resting, dressed in a revealing black bikini and g-string panty combo. Sitting down next to you on the edge, and cringing a bit at the smell near you.

“What happened to you?!”

But you don’t get to reply as Rea giggles.

“Nyahaha. We blew this up! Nya is just too weak!"

And she squeezes the ring. Which crinkles ominously, making you shudder.

“Oooh Nya. I got a fun idea! Let's see how long Nya can hold their breath!”

Fran stares weirdly

"Uh what? What are you up to, you pest?!"

Rea smiles innocently.

"Nyehe! You'll see!"

You think for a moment. Realizing that if you hold your breath underwater, that means you don’t have to smell their gas up above. And quickly jump at the idea.

The three of you move to a deeper part of the water, so the water is up to the girls chests.

Rea giggles as she throws the ring to the side. It bounces on the water then slides into one of the edges.

“Nya. Okay! Hehe. So. Here we go! You go underwater Nya, and we count.”

Seems simple enough. So you agree and take a deep breath. Plunging below the surface of the water.

It's serene, peaceful. And hard to see.

You hear the two talking, muffled by the water. But you can definitely hear Rea giggly mischievously after saying something, and Fran calling her idea wonderful.

You wonder what the idea is. But you start to run out of breath before you can really ponder it, rising to the surface… and finding not air, but a squishy butt in your face.

You hear Rea make a pervy comment about Frans butt. But you don’t get to hear more as you try to push the but away to get air.

You certainly get air as your hands spread the cheeks, A bubbly popping sound on the surface as you manage to push enough to get your nose out of the water.

"Nyehe! That's all you'll get to breathe nya!

The can sits on your face, and floods your nose with fishy air to its brim before pushing you back down.

You want to cough and gag at the noxious scent. But it's the only air you have. So you try to stay under it, feeling faint already.

Your writhe and push yourself to the top again, managing to get your nose above water, and breathing some fresh air…. And then another squishy butt lands on your face, spreading her cheeks and pushing her ass right on your nose.

“Something to breathe!”

And she pushes out a bubbly popper of a fart. Small puffs of air in quick succession filling you with bean scented air as you're suddenly down again. Her ass follows you as it presses you deeper and deeper into the water.

A second ass joins you. Forcing your mouth open, and plugging it tightly. You can taste the fish on her panties already and know it's Rea’s.

They don’t say anything to you. As gas begins raining down like a storm.

Flooding your lungs with less than fresh air. Beans and fish fill you with a poison-like consistency. Making you cough and sputter as your lungs are forcefully filled to the brim with gas. Making you breathe artificially.

A bubbly pop from Rea is the first really wet blast, filling your mouth with a mix of water and ass juice that tastes of rotten fish.

A second fills your nose. And this one is like rotten beans.

On and on the gassing goes. Forcing you to claw at their asses on your face to no avail.

You struggle and suffer. But eventually you drown in a sea of stinking ass and gas. Forever smelling fetid beans and tasting rotten fish whenever you see a pool.