Author's Notes:

Sonata's next. Just not sure when.

One day you enter a bar, to find three familiar girls sitting there: Adagio Dazzle, Sonata Dusk, and Aria Blaze. They look absolutely filthy, and a visible stench is coming from them. You can't help but go over to them.

"Hi," you say.

"Go away," says Aria.

"You really smell."

"We haven't washed or changed out of these outfits since we lost our power."

"That was two months ago!"

"Yeah, so you don't want to go near us."

"I don't mind. But you've been a bad girl. You need a spanking." You sit down at a nearby chair, put Aria over your knee, and slap her butt. It feels so firm and looks so cute in those dirty purple jeans.

"Ow!" she says with each swat, kicking her legs, but you slap her butt as hard as you can. Sonata giggles, while Adagio doesn't seem to care less and drinks her beer.

Eventually you finish spanking her. "That should teach you to spread hate and try to take over the world."

Aria sits down, winces, and stands back up. "That really hurt. I can't even sit down now! You owe me a butt massage, and if you don't, I'll kick your ass!"

You don't exactly feel like this will be a chore. "That's fair."

"Come with me to my house. You can do it there, away from this idiot." She gestures towards Sonata.

As you walk to the sirens' house, you stand behind Aria. Your excuse is for her to lead the way, but really you love standing downwind of her, getting a whiff of the visible stench as it emanates from her, and also looking at her butt in those tight jeans.

FFFFFFRRRRRRRT!

Aria looks over her shoulder and chuckles at the fart that came out of her. "I hope you can smell that," she says.

"I can barely smell it over you," you say. "You really stink, Aria."

"Get used to it cause you'll be right next to my smelly, gassy rear end for at least ten minutes."

You can't wait.

Eventually you reach the sirens' house. There is a trace of their smell around, but the smell is strongest when you're near Aria.

Aria gets down on all fours. "Well hurry it up. My ass isn't gonna rub itself."

You immediately start rubbing Aria's butt. You love the way it feels against your hands, and her butt in this position directly in front of your face, in those dirty jeans, which feel grimy and very damp. You're sure body odor isn't the only thing you can smell, and her butt seems dirtier than most of her. You sniff her butt and let out a sigh.

"Oh, and by the way, I had beans for lunch," says Aria. Immediately after, she lets loose with a flurry of loud, boisterous wet farts right in your face. You just rub harder, and sniff occasionally.

After eleven minutes, she says "Something tells me you really don't mind my smell."

You blush. "Yeah... you might be right there."

"If you have such a thing for smelly girls, see if you like this." Aria forces you into a position where you're laying on your back and sits on your face.

The smell is absolutely foul, but you love it. Her butt in those dirty pants against your face... You hope she doesn't stand up for quite a while, and inhale deeply through your nose.

"Well, your butt massage worked, it doesn't hurt to sit down anymore. Oh, and we've been peeing ourselves and not using toilet paper ever since we stopped washing. I hope you don't mind." She chuckles.

You really don't mind this, and just lay there.

BBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRT!

A loud, long, deep-pitched fart makes its way out of her, intensifying the smell a little. You love every second of it. Aria unleashes more loud, wet farts on your face, and you simply can't get enough of it.

After about six minutes, she stands up.

"Would you be offended if I said I really loved that?" you say.

Aria grins. "If you liked that, you should try smelling my armpits." She raises her arms, and immediately you're hit with a stench even worse than her butt, despite her not wiping for two months. As she stands there she wets her pants unabashedly. They're already filthy and stinky so it doesn't make much of a difference.

You sniff her armpits up close. "Phew. They really do smell." You inhale deeply through your nose to take in the stench coming from this brash yet attractive girl.

Aria suddenly forces your face into her armpit. Your nose is assaulted with the full stench of her armpits up close. Well, "assaulted" isn't the word you'd use, for you take absolute pleasure in it.

She holds your head in this position and you keep breathing in only through your nose until she releases you.

"That would have knocked out anyone else except Adagio and Sonata," she says. "If you can handle that, you can go into a closet with me and smell my feet." She farts loudly.

"That sounds like fun."

"Wait just a moment." Aria takes a 2-liter bottle of soda and guzzles it down, spilling a bit of it down her front. BUUUUUUUUUUUURP! "I suppose it's only fair to ask if you want something to drink too."

"Just some water."

Aria pours you a glass of water and you drink it. Then she leads you into a spare closet and closes the door. Instantly the closet is full of her stench. And you love it that way.

Aria sits down and takes off her shoes and socks, causing more visible stench to come off her feet.

You lift her feet and sniff them deeply, and sigh of pleasure.

Sitting in this position, Aria lets out a loud fart. You keep sniffing her feet, and she looks like she's having as much fun as you are, having someone enjoy her smell rather than running away from it.

After about ten minutes of sniffing her stinky feet, she says "I want another butt massage." She assumes the position.

You start rubbing her butt again, loving this as much as last time. She farts in your face repeatedly again, which only makes it more fun for you. After a particularly loud, long, or wet fart, you slap her butt playfully.

"Who said you could do that?" she says after you slap her behind for the third time. "You have to rub my butt for five more minutes now."

You don't mind this at all, and you're sure she knows that. "Your pants really need to be washed," you say. "Several times."

"I'm not washing them ever again," she says. A short, wet fart makes its way out of her and you pat her butt lightly.

After ten more minutes she says "That's enough. Now smell my feet again." She sits down and lifts her feet up, farting loudly as she does so.

You sniff them up close, and, feeling mischievous, start tickling them at the same time.

Aria starts to laugh. "Cut it out! Hahahahaha! I'm really ticklish! Hahahahaha!"

You tickle even harder while you continue to sniff her smelly feet.

"STOP! HAHAHAHAHA! I'M GONNA PEE! HAHAHAHAHAHA!"

You keep tickling, and soon Aria's peeing in her stinky pants again. She keeps laughing as you keep tickling and sniffing her feet. You keep tickling after she's done peeing, and only stop when you're sure she's about to reach her limit.

Aria catches her breath and feels her wet pants. "Look what you made me do! For that, you have to smell my stinky armpits for fifteen minutes!" She sets her watch, then raises her arms to intensify the smell in the closet with the stench of her armpits, and then she forces your face into her armpit again.

You only breathe in through your nose, soaking in every moment you can smell Aria's armpits. You know she knows how much you're enjoying this, she just doesn't want to admit it. She's been peeing her pants for two months already and you've already established you love smelling her armpits.

You're a little disappointed when her alarm goes off, but you're satisfied with having smelled Aria's armpits up close again for fifteen minutes.

"I'm not saying this because I like you or anything, but would you like to sleep in my bed with me tonight?" She blushes. "It's... kind of fun to have someone who likes the way I smell."

"Sure," you say.

"If you don't mind it being damp. I peed in the bed more times than I can count, and I'll definitely pee all over you."

"Doesn't bother me."

"Well, I'm hungry. I'll go make some dinner, and you can help yourself to whatever you feel like."

You and Aria step out of the closet, taking a whiff of somewhat fresher air as a big cloud of visible stench rushes out of the closet like smoke.

That night, you and Aria lay in her bed. She puts her hands behind her head as she lays there so you can smell her armpits, and farts non-stop before she falls asleep. You listen to her farting in her sleep for a few minutes before you also fall asleep.