You're walking along a path at the park on a beautiful summer day, when suddenly you see two beautiful girls walking towards you. One of them has yellow skin, long pink hair, a white tank top, and short, skintight green shorts. The other has white skin, purple hair, a light blue tank top, and short, skintight purple shorts.

What really makes them get your attention is how dirty they look. They look as though they haven't washed in months. Their hair is messy, their tank tops and shorts look very dirty, and a visible stench is coming off them. Most people would be put off by this, but to you, it just makes them more attractive.

They're so busy talking they don't notice you at first. You walk by them and catch a whiff of them. They smell every bit as foul as they look. You inhale deeply through your nose and sigh.

The smelly girls turn in your direction, noticing you for the first time. You blush.

"Oh, I'm so sorry," says the pink-haired girl in a beautiful voice. "I didn't notice you."

"I'm dreadfully sorry about the smell," said the purple-haired girl in a posh voice.

"Don't be," you say. "I don't mind."

"You don't?" they say at once.

"I could hang out with you all day."

"In that case, it's very nice to meet you," says the purple-haired girl. "I am Rarity, and this is Fluttershy."

You shake Rarity's hand. As you shake Fluttershy's hand, she farts loudly. She blushes a little but giggles.

"Ooh, Fluttershy," says Rarity. She smiles, lifts her leg, and lets out a loud wet fart of her own. "Pardon our unladylike display, but we do that a lot."

"I don't mind that either," you say with a smile. Rarity and Fluttershy blush but also smile as well. "If you don't mind my asking, how do two girls like you get so dirty and smelly?"

"Over a year ago I lost a bet to Rainbow Dash," says Rarity. "I had to not wash for a week."

"I volunteered to not wash with her," says Fluttershy.

"It was unpleasant at first, but as the days went by I started to like it. By the end of the first week I was farting loud and shamelessly."

"Me too."

"So after our two weeks were up, we decided to stay dirty and smelly and not wash again, unless you count being in the rain a few times."

"We do wash our hands though."

"Twilight installed a system to pump air freshener into my boutique, and whenever we hang out with our friends or go out to the store, we wear dresses I designed to mask our stench."

"We go as we are for walks in the park and usually avoid getting too close to people."

"I'm glad you got close to me," you say.

"You should know," says Fluttershy. "We... um... also like to wet ourselves. Whenever we need to pee, we pee in our shorts. I had a few accidents on the first two weeks and Rarity wet herself to make me feel better, and we both found we really enjoyed it."

"We don't mess ourselves, but we don't use toilet paper either," says Rarity. "We... like being dirty that way."

"That's all right," you say. "The dirtier the better."

"How would you like to stay over at our house tonight?" Rarity asks, batting her eyelashes.

"Sounds good," you say.

You walk with them for a while, during which Rarity wets her shorts. You stand between them, enjoying their smell. Then, you head back to your house. They walk with you back there, and soon you're standing at your door.

"How about we come by at 6:00 and show you to our house?" Rarity asks.

"Sounds good," you say.

"I have to go to the bathroom," says Fluttershy. She sighs in relief as she wets her shorts.

"See you at 6," you say.

...

At 6:00, you're waiting in your front yard for Rarity and Fluttershy, with your pajamas packed in a bag.

Soon, they show up, as dirty and smelly as ever.

"Ready to have some fun at our house?" Rarity asks.

"You bet," you say.

"We'll lead the way," says Fluttershy. It's hard to believe a girl as graceful and pretty as her can be so dirty. You love it.

As you walk behind them, in the center of their massive stink wave, you can't help but stare at their butts. They look so cute in those dirty shorts. You'd love to slap them or rub them. But you're not sure they'd want that yet. You notice small brown spots on their butts. This must be from not wiping.

Rarity and Fluttershy look over their shoulders at you and smile. "Are you enjoying the view?" Rarity asks.

You blush. "Yes," you say.

Rarity farts loudly and giggles.

"If you think you can handle the smell... would you mind terribly if I asked you to rub my tushie?" Fluttershy asks.

"What?" you say.

"I'm sorry," says Fluttershy. "I know it's a lot to ask. You'd probably faint or throw up if you got that close to my rear, even if you don't mind our smell now."

"Are you kidding? I'd love to! And no smell from you two could possibly make me vomit or faint."

Fluttershy smiles. "That's good. I love it when my butt gets slapped and rubbed." She lets out an airy fart and giggles.

"And you can fart in my face all you want," you say.

Fluttershy squeals with excitement and wets her shorts. "Oh... I guess I got a little too excited." But she doesn't seem embarrassed at her accident. You remember she and Rarity like wetting themselves.

You slap Fluttershy's butt playfully. She giggles.

"Why does Fluttershy get all the fun?" Rarity says in a mock jealous voice.

You slap Rarity's butt, which makes her fart again.

"That's better," says Rarity. "I'll be wanting a massage to my rear end as well. And I will most certainly fart in your face several times."

Eventually you reach their house and enter. It looks surprisingly neat for such dirty smelly girls.

"That was a nice walk," says Rarity. She stretches her arms, and you immediately get a whiff of her armpits, which smell worse than the rest of her. You inhale deeply through your nose. Rarity smiles. "Would you like to smell our armpits first?"

"Sure. Just let me change into my pajamas. I'll probably be getting them dirty anyway sleeping in your bed tonight."

Once you're wearing your pajamas, you return to Rarity and Fluttershy.

Fluttershy raises her arm so that the smell of her armpit reaches you as well. "This isn't too much, is it?"

"There is no 'too much' when it comes to you two."

Fluttershy stands on your right side, Rarity stands on your left side. Fluttershy raises her left arm and Rarity raises her right arm so your head is between both of their smelly armpits. You inhale deeply through your nose and let out a sigh of satisfaction.

"I never thought I'd meet someone who likes smelly girls," says Rarity. "Most people would be turned off by the way we smell."

"I'm not most people," you say. "I like seeing pretty girls being dirty and unladylike."

"I really like people like you," she says. "Who we can be as dirty as we want for and have them not only not mind it, but enjoy it."

"Me too," says Fluttershy. "I mean... there is Rarity, but she's as dirty as I am."

You smell their armpits for about a minute. Then they withdraw their arms and get on all fours, side by side, with their butts facing you. You love the way they look in this position, and you're pretty sure you know what this is an invitation for.

As you walk over to them, Rarity farts loudly. So you start rubbing her butt first. Her shorts are so dirty and damp and grimy, and they smell like a year's worth of sweat, body odor, farts, and pee, with a hint of poop from the stain on her butt. You sniff her butt deeply as you rub.

Rarity lets out a series of wet farts in your face. Some of them are long and deep-pitched, some are short but loud. After a particularly loud or long fart, you pat her butt lightly, then go back to rubbing it. Aside from how dirty her shorts are, her butt feels so soft, like kneading bread dough.

You're rubbing Rarity's butt for five minutes before Fluttershy says "Um, excuse me. I have to fart really bad and I've been holding it in for the last few minutes, but I want to save it for when you're rubbing my tushie."

You stop rubbing Rarity's butt and start rubbing Fluttershy's butt. Her shorts are every bit as damp, dirty, grimy, and smelly as Rarity's, and her butt is just as soft and fun to rub.

BBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT!

Fluttershy sighs in relief as a loud, long, deep-pitched fart makes its way out of her. You can actually feel it blowing against your face. You sniff deeply.

"Nice one, Fluttershy," you say. You pat her butt before rubbing it some more.

Fluttershy giggles. As you rub her butt, she lets loose with a flurry of short, boisterous, wet farts. You keep sniffing her butt as you rub it, and pat her butt after a particularly loud fart. She really seems to enjoy it.

"Ooh... I don't know how much longer I can hold this next fart," says Rarity five minutes into Fluttershy's butt massage.

"Wait," says Fluttershy. *fffrrrt* "Okay, you can go back to Rarity now."

You start rubbing Rarity's butt again. You're barely on her butt for a second before...

PPPPPPFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRRT!

You can feel Rarity's long, explosive wet fart blowing against your face just like with Fluttershy. You sniff deeply and slap her butt playfully. "Nice one, Rarity." You then continue rubbing her butt.

You go back and forth between them for about a half hour, rubbing their butts while they fart in your face. On Rarity's third butt massage she wets her shorts, but you don't stop rubbing.

Eventually Rarity says "As divine as that was, that's enough, let's get a drink and do something else."

"That was really fun," says Fluttershy.

"It was really fun for me too," you say.

You all get something to drink and meet back in the living room. "Now what?" you ask.

Fluttershy lays facedown in Rarity's puddle. "Since you like our butts so much... I'm sure you wouldn't object to pressing your face against my tushie?"

You immediately lay facedown with your head resting on Fluttershy's butt. "This answer your question?" you say.

Fluttershy farts and giggles.

Then Rarity sits on your head. Your head is now stuck between the smelly, gassy butts of two beautiful, graceful, yet dirty and smelly girls. And you love it. Their shorts feel so dirty and grimy and damp and they smell absolutely foul. Anyone else would've fainted in your position. But you love it, inhaling deeply through your nose and giving them the thumbs up.

"You're sure our smell can never be too much for you?" Fluttershy says.

"I'm sure," you say. Your voice is muffled under Fluttershy and Rarity's rear ends but you're sure they can hear you.

Only a few seconds later, both Rarity and Fluttershy unleash another flurry of boisterous wet farts on your head. This is absolute bliss for you and you wish this moment could last forever. At one point you pee in your pajamas, partly with excitement, and partly from just not wanting to get up.

"Oh my," Rarity says. "Are you all right?" *ffffrrrt*

"Still having lots of fun," you say. "Stay there and keep farting for as long as you want."

You lose track of the time but it must be at least an hour before Rarity stands up. "That's probably enough for now."

You stand up. Your pajama bottoms are wet and you smell like farts. "That was amazing. Thank you."

Fluttershy stands up. "It was really fun for me too. What now?"

"How would you like to go in an enclosed space with us?" Rarity asks.

"I'd love to," you say.

The three of you walk into a spare closet, and Fluttershy closes it behind you. The closet is immediately full of their stench, which is like a sauna to you.

"Would you like to smell our feet?" Fluttershy asks.

"Sure," you say. "I bet they smell just like your armpits."

The three of you sit down, with Rarity and Fluttershy facing you on either side. Rarity and Fluttershy remove their socks and shoes, and put their feet right next to your head.

You sniff. "Phew! Your feet do smell terrible." You sniff deeply and sigh of pleasure.

Rarity and Fluttershy giggle. Fluttershy lets out a loud, deep-pitched fart in this position, but the inside of the closet already smells so foul that you don't even notice any difference.

After about a minute of sniffing their feet, you grab Fluttershy's feet in one hand, sniff them up close, and tickle them with the other hand.

Fluttershy starts laughing hard. She squirms where she sits, unable to kick her legs as you tickle her feet relentlessly, sniffing them. She laughs so hard she accidentally farts a few times.

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

You keep tickling, and soon Fluttershy is peeing her stinky shorts. You tickle for about a minute after she's done peeing.

Once you stop, Fluttershy catches her breath. "That was really fun." She giggles and stretches her arms. The smell in the closet intensifies.

"My turn," says Rarity.

You grab her feet and start tickling them while sniffing them as well. Rarity starts laughing uncontrollably, and involuntarily lets out a few farts. You sniff her feet deeply as you tickle her.

"If you keep tickling her she's going to pee herself," says Fluttershy.

"Is that so?" you say. You stop, letting Rarity catch her breath, and then tickle her some more.

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

Rarity farts and then starts peeing her stinky shorts. She keeps laughing as she wets herself, while Fluttershy giggles. As with Fluttershy, you only stop tickling a minute after she's done peeing.

"That was simply divine," Rarity says. She stretches her arms, further intensifying the stench.

You sit in here for another hour, during which they fart repeatedly, before you all stand up and exit the closet. As the door opens, a massive cloud of visible stench comes rushing out. You're sure your pajamas will have to be washed at least five times to get the smell out, but you don't care. If anything you like having them smell like these two smelly girls.

"What do you say we go to bed now?" you ask.

"Sure," says Rarity. "But first..." She whispers to Fluttershy. Standing next to each other, they raise their arms closest to each other, grab your head with their other hands, and force your face into their sweaty, smelly armpits.

Their armpits smell so horrible that you don't think anyone else would be able to survive this. But you love it. You sniff deeply and sigh in pleasure.

When you get into their bed, you lay between them. You wouldn't have it any other way. They stretch their arms, and once again you're blasted with the pungent stench of their armpits. Though they're sleeping in their dirty tank tops and shorts, they don't have their shoes on, so whenever you put your face under the covers you smell their feet, not to mention their farts. And when your face is above the covers you smell their armpits.

It isn't long before Rarity and Fluttershy fall asleep. You breathe in only through your nose as you lay between them. They fart in their sleep, but it isn't long before you fall asleep.

...

You wake up the following morning to a feeling of wetness on either side of you. You hear a hissing sound, which seems to be coming from both sides. You remember everything that happened yesterday and smile. There is no doubt that Rarity and Fluttershy are both wetting the bed.

You have to pee too but you wait until they wake up.

"That was a nice sleep," says Rarity. She stretches her arms, and you get a whiff of her armpits before she farts.

"It was," says Fluttershy. "Looks like I wet the bed again." She giggles and stretches her arms so you can smell her armpits as well.

"Did you have a nice sleep, Anon?" Rarity asks.

"Yes," you say. "And even before I fell asleep it was really fun laying between you two."

"I imagine you need to use the bathroom," Rarity says. "If you want, you can go right here. Like we did." She giggles.

"Your shorts are already wet so peeing in them again couldn't hurt," says Fluttershy. She farts, and says "You can shower and change whenever you want."

You let go and pee your pajamas. "Ahhhhh..."