Cokefeet

Jay: I choose... Julie. Julianna: Aww, it's cute when you act like it's your choice, but guess what? we've decided that it's not fair for the other girls, so their friends will be staying longer. But since you haven't been as much as useless shit, I'll let you go with who you picked, but don't expect much more freedom. Before he could go to Julie's room, Julianna stopped him. Julianna: Umm, I think you forgot to thank your mother for letting you follow your choices. Unless you want to get sent to slave training school, you better kiss ass. Figuratively and (bends over) literally. Jay: (Kiss) Thank you, mom... She shoves his face in her butt. PPPPPFFFFFTTTTTPPPPPFFFFFTTTTTPPPPPFFFFFTTTTT Julianna: You're welcome, dear. Now go to Julie's, and I should warn you, it's been a while since she and her friends bathed. He went up the stairs, with the horrid taste of Julianna's gas in his mouth. He opened the door to Julie's room, and when he entered, he went on all fours Julie: Ugh, finally, these are my friends. They don't acknowledge him at all. Julie: We're in a tournament right now, and we need a cushion to absorb our gas so it doesn't distract us. The four girls stand up and wait for Jay to lie down on the bed. When they stood up, he saw the sweat prints of their ass on the bed. He lied down, and the girls dropped their rumps hard on his body. Julie was on his face. Julie: That's better, smell that, that's the smell of a month of gaming. It's gonna be a few hours, so don't move and shut up. And we've been eating junk food the whole time, so we're a little. PPPPPFFFFFTTTTTPPPPPFFFFFTTTTTPPPPPFFFFFTTTTT PPPPPFFFFFTTTTTPPPPPFFFFFTTTTT ...gassy. Hours go by. The rage of losing causes Julie to get even gassier, and she and her friends kept aggressively jumping on Jay. It was painful. The food they've been eating were not good for their stomachs, so the gas kept building up. It was too much, and Jay moved, causing Julie to fall on her butt on the floor. Julie: You stupid bitch, you cost me the game, I'm telling mom, get out of here. But first, my butt really hurt when it hit the floor. I apologize to it with a kiss. She pulls down her shorts and waits for Jay to plant a kiss on her round cheeks. PPPPPFFFFFTTTTTPPPPPFFFFFTTTTTPPPPPFFFFFTTTTT Julie: Times up anyway you couldn't last the last minute of being our cushion, so you're in trouble. You really are pathetic, baby bro. She kicked him out of the room, and next he had to go to Jenn's room, where her gym friends are. Jay already had an idea of what kind of things she'd make him do. Jenn: Hey Jay, we're having a few contests that we think you would be the perfect judge for. She grabs Jay and suplex him on the ground hard. Jenn: That wasn't part of any of the contests, I just thought you looked too comfortable. The first one is headscissors. You're gonna judge whose thighs give you more pain and don't give me special treatment cause I'm your sister. But I go first. She wraps her toned thighs around his head and squeezed, Jay struggled as much as he could and Jenn wasn't fazed at all by it. Jenn: Oh fuck, those protein shakes again. PPPPPFFFFFTTTTTPPPPPFFFFFTTTTTPPPPPFFFFFTTTTT PPPPPFFFFFTTTTTPPPPPFFFFFTTTTT Jay's head turned red, and tears came out of his eyes he was on the verge of losing consciousness when she finally let go. Jenn: I can't let our judge take a nap without the other girls taking a turn. The other girls took turns just like Jenn they squeezed and gassed him, but not enough to knock him out. You chose one of Jenn's friends as the winner. She almost killed him Jenn and her friends did more contests, and all of them sucked. It was squats where the girls took turns squatting and farting on Jay. The winner was the one who made him. Then it was sit-ups where their sweaty boobs would hit him in face. If it didn't hurt so much and so much sweat didn't go in his mouth, he would have enjoyed it. And other contests that followed the same pattern Jenn was the winner. There was no reason for the contest that she didn't win anything. It was all for the sake of her brothers misery. Jenn: Before you go, we have one more thing we need you for. They all pull down their gym shorts and reveal perfect toned muscular asses. Jenn: We are drenched in sweat, especially our asses give them a lick along with our feet and pits. Now. He began licking their butts, and it was hard, like licking a sweaty, stinky rock, Jenn flexed her glutes, which made his tongue stuck, and she farted on it. So did the other girls before they let him leave. Jessica was next. She promised all of her friends they'd get their sweaty feet pampered. Jessica was popular, so she had the most friends, which, unfortunately, for Jay meant more feet to kiss. Jessica: Just stay under our feet while we take pictures of you sniffing our dirty heels. The entire time was just sniffing feet. Jay didn't know what was more excruciating the stench or Jessica and her friends gossiping, talking shit, and the pictures they were taking. The question was answered when her toes clench his nose shut. Finally, Jay found himself in the living room on his hands and knees. He had to serve his mom's and their friends. Most of the time, it was just them showing off their toy to them. Their friends went on about how they wish they had a son so they could have a slave. But they were happy to have daughters that they know won't disappoint them. Jaclyn: I know what you mean. You don't know how happy I was when four perfect angels showed up in my life, I'm happy to have children that aren't pathetic. Slave foot stool now. He crawled in front of the couch, and Julianna and Jaclyn put their long, luscious legs on his back. Julianna rubbed her stinky nylon feet on his face. That's how most of the time was, until they started showing the other things you do for them. Julianna: He makes a good cushion, and sometimes a chair. He's so weak that he trembles when I sit on him. He's so weak. I'll need to ask Jenn if she can put him on an exercise routine so he isn't so pathetic. But he can do this to. PPPPPFFFFFTTTTTPPPPPFFFFFTTTTTPPPPPFFFFFTTTTT Julianna: fart filter. (Sniff) air is still fresh. He's also a foot massager. Bathroom assistant, and other things. But he should try to be better, and if he doesn't, then we get to send him to this school where he'll be trained to be a perfect slave, to be honest I hops he messes up big soon. With her weight, plus the fart, and all of the torment he went through today, he couldn't hold her anymore. He fell, and so did Julianna on his face. Jaclyn: Oh my. Are you ok, dear. No matter we'll punish him later.