Travelling through Rogueport with your wares never got any less sketchy, no matter how skilled of an adventurer and merchant you had become. Donning a large brown cloak over your shoulders, you fastened the ornate bronze chain tightly around your neck and threw the hood over your head to conceal yourself as much as possible. The creepier and less approachable you looked the better, you knew the scum of this town made easy picking of the pure of heart. You stepped into the dark alleyway behind the inn, making sure to look both ways around each corner as you scurried around the shadows of the town like a rodent. You swore you felt like you were being followed, no matter how hard you kept watching your back. It was as if your very shadow was stalking you right out of your line of sight. Crud.. A dead end. You nervously tiptoed back and turned just in time to walk straight into a large purple blob. “Guh..” You tilted your head up to trace the origin of the sound you just heard to learn that the ‘blob’ was the rotund stomach of a strange looking woman! Atop her round head was a distinctive pointed yellow and white hat. “A..Ah, pardon me, ma’am– I’ll just be going, then.” You politely stammered and attempted to walk past the purple woman, only for her to slide into your path and mumble louder. “Guhh!” You started sweating nervously, genuinely beginning to worry that she spoke a language you didn't comprehend before a foul, old cackle comparable to a witch echoed from behind you. You snapped your head to face the direction the laugh came from in time to see a much shorter and scrawnier woman of the same species slowly rise from the ground, this one wearing a blue and white hat. “Kyeheheh! Excellent job, Miriam! Now, let's steal this freak’s costume and be gone already, we can't miss our opportunity to trick that princess!” You backed away from the creepy old lady, again bouncing into Miriam’s bouncy belly. “W-Whoa, you've got the wrong person, ladies..” You attempted to rationalise with the pair only to be interrupted by the old hag. “Vivian! Come on already, don't you dare make us late again, you freak!” A third, much prettier woman grew from the ground, still hurriedly applying yellow lipstick to her lips. She wore a red hat. “S-Sorry.. I wanted to look nice to the princess..” She quietly whimpered, seemingly striking a nerve of the old crone who erupted in shouts at her. “You stupid bint! You'll never look as nice as me and your sister Marilyn! How you came from our almighty queen will forever vex me! Just let me do the charming, for pete’s sake! You'd be better off not speaking at all!!” You stood, awkwardly bearing witness to the verbal abuse. You wanted to walk off now more than ever but the quietest of the trio kept blocking your path.. “Y-Yes, sis.. sniff..” The prettiest of the group whimpered as she put away her lipstick and turned to face you. “Now then, let us knock this street rat out already, my darling sister and my foul burden!” The oldest growled as she spoke the last part bitterly, turning to glare at Vivian.
 
 
  Marilyn began the scuffle by shoving you towards the wall. The sheer strength of the bulbous woman would have been comical had you not been victim to it. You bounced off the wall and stumbled to your knees, just to receive a punch to the face from the white gloved fist of Vivian. You fell onto your back just as the old hag finished channelling her spell. Within an instant, you found yourself in complete darkness, pinned against the ground by something massive. You wouldn't have to theorise for too long as the blue hatted sister yanked the massive binding off of you- your cloak. She had shrunk you! With her other hand, she quickly grabbed you and held you tightly around the waist. “Kyeheh! No hard feelings, bub, your robe is just exactly what we need!” Your face was red with anger and embarrassment and you finally lost your cool. “You already look like a bad Halloween costume, you old creep!” She tightened her grip around you painfully. “Why, you little.. Gah! I don't have time to deal with rats like you! Vivian, make yourself useful for once and punish this little flea while me and Marilyn catch that princess!” She stuffed you into Vivian’s relatively small breasts forcefully, causing the shy girl to let out a nervous gasp before she took hold of you. “Y-Yes sis! I’ll punish them really hard!” She smiled reassuringly, earning nothing more than an eye roll from her older sister. “Come on Marilyn, let's get to work!” The ice cold hag tossed your brown cloak over her shoulders and veiled into the ground without saying goodbye to Vivian. Marilyn looked around awkwardly and quietly gave Vivian a ‘guh’ for guhd luck. You still didn't know what that grunt meant, but, evidently your captress seemed to comprehend it well enough as she clung you against her infernally warm chest and raised up her other hand to wave with a smile. Now that it was just the two of you, the young siren raised you to her face and blinked several times, peering at you through her long, curly pink hair. You looked back nervously, unsure if you were making eye contact or not as she grinned sweetly. “It’s sad I won't get to meet the princess, but, getting to meet you is just as much of an honour!” You blushed, and remembered you were nude no less! You made an attempt to conceal your intimates with your arms but Vivian pulled them back to your sides with her gloved digits. “Nono, please. You're absolutely beautiful! I wish I looked as nice as you..” She said with a sigh. You stuttered as you politely attempted to reassure her that she was just fine. “Don’t listen to those jerks, you're really pretty! You can also just let me g–” Before you could finish your request, she let out an excited gasp and smiled widely! “Aww! You really think I’m pretty?! Beldam doesn't really know what to think of me just yet.. She used to think I was very handsome hundreds of years ago, but I was never happy then.” You tilted your head, not understanding her words. A hundred years, too? Just how old were these women? You again opened your lips to speak just for her to cut you off again. “Beldam also never understood why I talk to my toys while I punish them, but, getting to have such pleasant little moments like that is exactly why! Thank you! It makes me almost sorry for what I have to do to you, but I really don't wanna upset Beldam..” She murmured and began to lower you towards her waist, towards a pair of tight red and white panties clinging to her that matched her hat. A sweaty and musky scent permeated them, as if she rarely cleaned them. You wiggled your shoulders in a panic, desperate to slip free from the siren’s pinch while she used her other hand to pull back the surprisingly stretchy waistband. The scent wafted up and out towards you almost instantly and caused your eye to begin watering. It smelled like pure sex! She either never washed herself, or almost perpetually got off! You whimpered as you felt the radiating heat grow the closer she brought you towards the smelly crotch, before simply parting her fingers and letting you drop.
 
 
  You screamed, getting only a millisecond view of her smiling face and a waving white glove before she allowed the waistband to snap against herself with a loud smack. You fell for much shorter than you expected before you landed against something soft and warm.. Your eyes were still adjusting to the dark, behind you, you could almost immediately recognize thanks to the cotton softness, it had to have been the wall of her panties. What was pinning you against it in the front, however, was much harder to discern. It was almost burning to the touch, and as you cautiously patted it and felt around, you would register several confusing observations. It was definitely fleshy, soft yet subtly becoming more firm, it had a unique texture that you could vaguely recognize, wrinkly and bumpy in some places, even what felt like the occasional odd rare hair.. Your hands traced towards the middle and felt a subtle long line going up and down. Your eyes widened as it finally clicked in- that line.. it was connected to a scrotum! Every ball sack had one! Vivian had–??! You felt her readjust her underwear as she was becoming more aroused by your curious hands and you immediately sunk down, tracing the very line you were panicking over. “Vivia–MPH!”
You began to shout before your face was obscured by the bottom of her ballsack. “S-Stop squirming so much, please! I know I forgot to tell you, but.. Geez, maybe Beldam’s right, maybe I AM forgetful.” She started to rationalise with you before mumbling about some mean things her sister had said about her. All the while, you were pinned in place, just barely registering what looked to be a large bead of sweat trailing down her ballsack, right towards your face. You closed your eyes and braced for impact as much as you possibly could as the stale liquid splashed over you and invaded your mouth. It tasted heavily of salt and piss, there was no telling how long it'd been soaking up her aroma. With you bound, she began to quietly slink around the shadowed alleys of Rogueport as she made her way back to the Inn’s back entrance. She quickly ran through the crowd and into the room the trio were staying in for their mission.
 
 
  Now that she was ensured at least a few minutes of privacy, the shy girl would let out a heavy sigh of relief and tug at her waistband a bit, loosening her tight panties enough to let you fall deeper, right where she wanted you. You gasped for air and began to look around for somewhere you could squeeze through to freedom, only finding the wrinkled purple ball sack above your head and what had to be the very beginning of her asscheeks to the sides.. Vivian leisurely slid across the floor to the raggedy bed she was given, grinning smugly at the thought of what she was about to do as she simply reclined onto her bed, taking care to not apply enough pressure to restrain you as she did. She inched her fingers down her sensitive hips and onto her soft thighs, slipping a finger into the panty’s leghole and pulling it slightly agape. When you saw the dim light of freedom, you did not hesitate to run right towards it, failing to heed an old friend’s advice in the process, sometimes the light at the end of the tunnel is a train. Vivian herself would prove to be one heck of a caboose, but for now, she curiously watched you stumble through, feeling the sides of her inner thigh for guidance. Once you were fully out, you turned back to take notice of the massive striped bulge you had just escaped from. You were shocked you hadn't noticed it before.. “P-Please, let me go..” You whimpered nervously. To your horror, you watched the bulge subtly twitch and rise a little. Your fear was thrilling her. “Awhh.. You're really cute like this, it makes me wanna scare you more!” She cackles and scoots up towards you, you fall onto your back and cringe as your feet become stuck under her stiffening sack. “You still think I’m pretty, right? Even if..” You stopped her, desperate to appease her, yet also genuinely feeling pretty bad that she even had to question it at all. “Of course! You're no different at all! So please, don't punish me!” You begged. Vivian simply shrugged her shoulders and scooted up one more time, this time bringing your entire body under her ass. You heard her, though muffled, respond to your plea. “That means a lot.. but I’m not punishing you for me, I’m punishing you for Beldam!” She bounces as she concludes her sentence, allowing her thick ass cheeks to spread out just a little and clap back together around your head..
 
 
  You felt pretty woozy fast. Vivian’s body heat was pretty insane, and the aroma of her wide asshole, only mere centimetres from your face, stunk to high Over There. She giggled, though she must have been covering her mouth as it was especially muffled and began to squeeze your face with the tacky hole through her panties. You felt sweat clinging to it soaking through your thin panty protective layer the more she teased, much to your disgrin. Suddenly, as if the clouds crackled with roaring thunder, her asshole rumbled forth an impossibly loud and pounding sound. “BBBbbbBRrrpTth!” The heat before was comparable to a hot summer day, but now, it was like being in a locked car in the sun, and if the scent of rotted meat was trapped inside with you. Vivian sighed in relief, feeling wonderful to have finally been able to relieve herself of the trapped wind without Beldam’s judgement, just as your suffering only began. By clenching her glutes, she kept you bound in place as she rolled over onto her belly. She didn't want you to have even a moment's respite, it seemed. With one hand, she pulled down her panties half way, and with the other, she placed you between her nude cheeks. She slid them right back into place and probed her finger around her ass until it found you. She shepherded you right to where she wanted you, her foul, greasy, sweaty asshole. The dark purple abyss had many wrinkles that made it appear to be a hellish portal, with a thin layer of pink hairs that grew stubbornly around it, despite her best efforts. You held your breath in horror of the winking and obviously aroused anus until she pinned you right against it with her finger and began to increase the heat in her fingertip, threatening to burn you. You immediately obeyed and breathed in the foul air, and to reward you, while she still kept you smeared right against the putrid pucker, it pulsed outward and released a foul miasma. “PpSSbbpptllggthh..” The long, bubbly poot stained your nostrils in her scent, and you literally felt her slimy asshole slide against your face as it shrank back into a resting position.. You coughed, earning another sharp poke from the woman, pressing your crotch into the centre of the asshole. You gasped in both pain and pleasure as your body was forced into an uncomfortable position, yet, the woman’s asshole greedily sucked at you as if you were a candy, giving you all sorts of confusing thoughts.. You pushed against the outermost ring of her anus, desperate to free your crotch from the disgusting hole’s grip before you lost your mind. Your hands slid grossly across the surface but with enough effort, you popped yourself free, as well as freeing something else.. “BBRRPPPPTT” The powerful ass wind blew full force into your crotch, almost leaving you feeling burnt. Vivian gasped lewdly and began to hump the bed, yet before she could get into the moment, the door slammed open. “VIVIAN, you idiot!! Where were you?!?” screeched an all too familiar voice.
 
 
  Vivian quickly stopped her lewd activity and sat up straight, much to your discomfort as you felt her nervously clenched asshole literally pinning you to the bed. “O-Oh, hello Beldam! Marilyn.. You're both back early! I was just punishing that merchant we stole the cloak from, like you asked me t–” Vivian began to explain before flinching when Beldam yelled back. “MERCHANT!?! We never robbed a merchant! Did we, Marilyn?” Marilyn looked back and forth between her sisters. “Guh.” “SEE!!!” Both Beldam and Vivian yelled in unison. “Don't you raise your voice at me, you lying little brat! Because of your absence, we couldn't capture that stupid little girl and she got away with our map!” Beldam snapped back. “B-But.. you told me I’d be better off not meeting the princess..” Vivian timidly tried to remind her sister. “Hah! Even if I did, I would have been right! Fret not, you rebellious little brat. The X-Nauts will surely capture her, but as for you.. You deserve to be punished!” You felt Vivian’s cheeks begin to close in around you as she grew more nervous. “Ackkk.. What in the name of the Shadow Queen is that smell?’ Hrmph, fine! Your punishment will be to clean the room while we are out! Come, Marilyn!” Vivian let out a sigh of relief and her cheeks relaxed, you would have let out your own sigh of relief if it weren't for her asshole.. With a slam of the door, Beldam and Marilyn were off to run some sort of errand. “Geez, that’s a little embarrassing.. I hate it when she can smell my gas, one of these days she's going to find out it's me!” Vivian announced to you, before simply lifting a cheek off of the bed, giving you a false sense of hope. You breathed deep and greedily, expecting a little fresh air to seep into the crevice under her ass. What happened instead was that her loose asshole rumbled forth yet another foul sulphuric expulsion straight into your face. “Prrrffftttt..” She sighed, before continuing. “Not that it'll stop me from letting loose, it feels soooo euphoric.. I guess you and I will just have to conclude our business a little faster, mysterious merchant!” She again rolled over onto her tummy and slid her panties down. You wasted little time in using the opportunity to make an attempt to scale up her asscheek, yet the warm sweat that clung to her body ensured you didn't have nearly enough time to escape before she poked you with her finger. She pinned you down and applied more and more pressure. You felt every bone in your body straining under her weight, but luckily, it would not be long before you popped right inside of her rectum. Though taking your first breath of pure, unadulterated Vivian ass had you reconsidering the word 'luckily..’
 
 
  Inside Vivian’s ass was tight and red hot. The walls embraced you with their slimy grip and contracted to bring you deeper within until you reached a portion that left her cooing. She applied pressure on her bowels, clenching you tightly in place. “Heyyy~ You'd be such a sweetheart if you started squirming right now!” Vivian pleaded and swayed her hips in the air. You figured this had to have been her g spot.. but did you really want to help this smelly jerk get off? She clenched tighter. “Or, maybe you'd like to see my pretty little beads! They look like perfect pearls, so hard and fun to squeeze on..~” She threatened without changing her tone in the slightest, it was as if she truly meant no harm- but you knew better, much better. You sprung to life and began to wriggle and twist your body as much as possible. You weren't entirely sure what you were doing, but it seemed like Vivian was very sensitive anyway. Her distant heartbeat pumped faster and she began to gasp in pleasure from your erratic movements. You felt her begin to move in a rhythmic pattern, likely humping her pillow again uncontrollably and hoped that she wouldn't last long. The quicker she got off, the quicker she'd be done with this demeaning punishment, the quicker she'd release you and you could drink the good soda until you forgot all of this even happened. Unfortunately for you though, Vivian had all the stamina in the world from over a thousand years of Infatuating lovers. She humped and moaned for what seemed to be forever, the general lack of oxygen and straining workload for you eventually caused you to slow down.. and Vivian while in heat was simply not going to accept that! She tightened her bowels around you and unclenched repeatedly, not bothering to waste her breath when actions could speak louder- and indeed they did, as despite the pain in your muscles, you forced yourself to continue weakly humping the slimy ass wall. Dominating you with such ease seemed to be the straw that broke the yoshi’s back, as without warning, her entire ass clamped down harder than it ever had before as cum seeped from her cock. She laid with her ass up as her cock twitched for a moment, frozen in ecstasy. You were relieved when her butt began to loosen up again but horrified to discover exactly why. A powerful current of wind blew past you with neckbreak speed, from behind a small amount of light trickled in as she broke wind. “PBBBTTTT!” Vivian sighed in relief.. You coughed and tried to cover your nose as your eyes watered from the sheer heat and rancidity of the poot still lingering behind in her rectum. Surely, now, she'd let you go free right? You wiggled weakly, attempting to remind her that you were still here.. “Aah~.. You know, little merchant. I’m sure all of your goods were probably looted. You really have nothing to go back to. That's so sad that I think I’ll offer you a new job! A living butt toy!” You immediately began to pound on the tight walls in protest, only getting a pleasured gasp in response. “Ooh~ So feisty.. Don’t worry, I won't have to Infatuate you. You'll break down in due time. They always do, before my ass greedily swallows them up! Oops, did I spoil the end? Oh well.. “ You shouted again in protest, learning to not react physically.. yet she acted as if she didn't hear you, or worse yet, she truly could not hear you. No one would be able to hear you, know your suffering or torment. They would only see the cute and shy Vivian and feel sorry for her as Beldam often yelled at her. They would never dream that someone so sweet would be capable of holding someone hostage in her ass for weeks, or horrible silent farts that were capable of clearing rooms. You knew more than anyone else, though. And her secrets would never leave her ass..
 
 
  True to her word, with enough time spent in isolation, you found yourself in a maddened state. You hadn't heard anyone’s voice in weeks, her heartbeat never ceased drumming in your ears. You were present for absolutely every fart, which you learned was caused by a poor diet made up of a lot of dry shrooms. Apparently the old crone Beldam would ensure that poor Vivian only got the leftovers, so really it wasn't her fault she had so much gas all the time, even if she tormented you with it. She was totally innocent! A perfect, sweet siren who had instilled your life with a brand new meaning. You only wish you could communicate with her, but being so close was so soothing.. and you did know at least one way to have an impact on her! Whenever you knew she was alone, you gladly served your purpose as her butt toy. You would wildly hump and smear yourself across her bowels, sending her over the edge with pleasure. Yet, unfortunately for you, as much as Vivian enjoyed you now, Beldam always told her something from a young age that she stuck by. A broken toy may still be fun, but it is still broken and must be discarded. And so, Vivian planned to do just that. Entering a private, dark room in the X-Naut’s base with a grin, Vivian lit a flame in her palm and walked towards a dresser. She slid it open and none but here would hear the sound of beads rolling across the wooden drawer before being snatched up. Today was the big day, the day she let her ass have its way with you. She slid her panties back down with her free hand and guided the first bead to her asshole, and began to apply pressure steadily until the first pearl slipped past her purple pucker. She cooed and her tongue slid past her lips as her concealed eyes began to roll to the back in her head in pleasure. She chose to let her eager butt do the rest of the work as she wrapped her hands around her cock and pulled out a photo of Princess Peach..
 
 
  You weren't quite sure what was going on, only that Vivian was masturbating again. You knew your place at this point and immediately began to predictably hump towards her prostate. Sure, it felt great, but it was so dull! She was very excited to see how you'd react to your replacement.. She clenched and squeezed two more beads up her ass, bringing the first one to your heels. You nervously turnt your body back to try to get a look at what you felt, only to be pushed by the very same mysterious entity, further into her ass than you'd ever been before. You panicked and started to kick and pound against her ass’ tight walls. She smirked widely, barely registering your panicked movements now that you’d passed her prostate. “V-Vivian!” you cried out in confusion as another bead entered her ass. She felt her cock twitch and bulge in greedy excitement at the idea of fucking the pretty princess in the picture it was aimed at. The beads steadily pushed you deeper into her bowels, one last one entered the tight butt, causing the first pin to literally roll over you and pin you. You felt horror and confusion when you finally understood what was happening.. you were being replaced. An empty feeling burnt through you as Vivian reached her climax. She tugged on her beads and began to yank them out of her. You hopelessly attempted to hold onto them but the beads were much too slippery and offered no help. With the knowledge that you'd been abandoned deep in her ass, and the overwhelming sensation of each bead ripping through her sent Vivian over the edge, dripping cum all over the photo and forever ruining it. As she did so, her ass squeezed around you and began to rhythmically swallow you deeper and deeper into her bowels.. until everything finally went dark.