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It was a lonely day in Dexter’s house, Dad was at work and Dee Dee was at school, while Dexter was home sick with no one but his Mom to give him company, and she was busy cleaning dishes. So, the boy genius did all he could, work for hours on end in his secret lab. Dexter had his giant mind set on one thing, creating a cure for all sicknesses so that he would never again miss school. After much sweat and determination, it was complete. At least, he thought it was. Dexter had to test it on someone, and there was only one other person in the house.

The young boy sneaked his way out of his lab, all the way downstairs to the kitchen, where his big butted mother stood, cleaning dishes. “Hello mother.” Dexter says in his European-like accent. “I have something for you!” This caused Dexter’s Mom to turn around and look down at her son holding a mysterious green liquid in a cup. “A drink? For me? Thank you!” Mom says before downing the drink entirely. Next up, Dexter somehow captured the flu virus in a needle and was going to inject his mother with it. If she got sick, it was a failure, but if she was fine, a massive success!

Dexter was slowly approaching his mother, sneaking up to right in front of her butt. Finally his small stature was dwarfed by her massive ass. He pulled out the needle and was about to inject his mother when out of nowhere a loud FRRRRRPT was heard. The needle broke at the sound of Mom’s fart, and Dexter’s face contorted inwards at its smell. She giggled and shook her butt a little after the fart as well, almost rubbing it in. “Oh, that’s no good!” she laughs as she waves a hand in front of her stinky ass. “Thank god Dexter is in his room!”

Unfortunately, Dexter wasn’t in his room; actually, he was in the eye of the storm. The small redhead boy was entranced by the ass, unable to move as the foul odour invaded his senses. Mom hitched a leg up, leaning against the sink and bending over, unknowingly shoving her rear further into her son’s face. She grunted and splurted out a sloppy sounding FLLBBBT and moaned. “Oh, why am I so gassy?” Mom questioned to no one in particular. Suddenly, it clicked, that drink Dexter gave her! Of course, it made her gassy! “That little bastard!” she cursed, Dexter pranked her, and now she had to teach him a lesson. She turned around, and there was her target, Dexter.

She grabbed Dexter by the ear and led him slowly to her bedroom. “Get on the bed.” She commanded, and Dexter did so afraid he would worsen his punishment if he didn’t. “If you think it’s funny to make your mommy gassy, then maybe you should experience it for yourself.” Mom said angrily, letting out a PFFFT after. Dexter tried to keep his cool, but it was too much and he couldn’t take it, he attempted to lift his mother to no avail. “Stop, this is your job now, sniff my farts forever!” There was anger in her voice, Dexter had made a great mistake and he was going to pay.

For the rest of his life.

By: FetishStories on DA

"Hmm, hmm. We're making some great progress here, youngster. Now then. About your father…"

im not reading all that shit

This story doesn't make any scents

Later in 1819, Nathaniel moved the family to Montville, a hamlet of Moravia. Appreciating his son's talents, Nathaniel followed his wife's advice and persuaded Judge Walter Wood, the Fillmores' landlord and the wealthiest person in the area, to allow Millard to be his law clerk for a trial period. Wood agreed to employ young Fillmore and to supervise him as he read law. Fillmore earned money teaching school for three months and bought out his mill apprenticeship. He left Wood after 18 months--the judge paid him almost nothing, and the two quarreled after Fillmore, unaided, earned a small sum advising a farmer in a minor lawsuit. Refusing to pledge not to do it again, Fillmore gave up his clerkship. Nathaniel again moved the family, and Millard accompanied them west to East Aurora, in Erie County, near Buffalo., where Nathaniel purchased a farm which became prosperous.

In 1821, Fillmore turned 21 and reached emancipation. He taught school in East Aurora and accepted a few cases in justice of the peace courts, which did not require the practitioner to be a licensed attorney. He moved to Buffalo the following year and continued his study of law--first while teaching school, and then in the law office of Asa Rice and Joseph Clary. At that time he also became engaged to Abigail Powers. In 1823, he was admitted to the New York bar, declined offers from Buffalo law firms, and returned to East Aurora to establish a practice as the town's only residing lawyer. Later in life, Fillmore stated that he initially lacked the self-confidence to practice in the larger city of Buffalo; his biographer, Paul Finkelman, suggested that after being under others' thumbs all his life, Fillmore enjoyed the independence of his East Aurora practice. On February 5, 1826, Millard and Abigail wed, and later had two children, Millard Powers Fillmore (1828–1889) and Mary Abigail Fillmore (1832–1854).