Author's Note

I intended this the finale at the time, so I went all out on this one. Except, no messing, unless you count the not wiping present in the last few chapters.

The Dazzlings

One evening you enter a bar, to find three familiar girls sitting there: Adagio Dazzle, Sonata Dusk, and Aria Blaze. They are wearing their original outfits: For Adagio, a light purple T-shirt and light purple leggings, with short, tight, darker purple shorts over top. For Aria, a white tank top, a green vest, and tight purple jeans you always thought made her butt look cute. For Sonata, a dark pink T-shirt and a cute pink mini skirt.

They look absolutely filthy, as though they haven't washed for months, and a visible stench is coming off them. Everyone else in the bar is keeping their distance and still holding their noses. You can't help but go over to them, for you have a thing for smelly girls. And when you do, you get a delicious whiff of 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," says Adagio. She farts loudly, and Sonata giggles.

"That was over a year ago!" you say, feeling excited rather than disgusted.

"Yeah, so you don't want to go near us," says Aria. "So back off." She farts louder than Adagio.

Sonata giggles and lets out a wet fart of her own.

"I really don't mind," you say.

"We fart a lot, too," says Aria. "In case you haven't figured that out by now."

"I don't mind that either."

"We also pee ourselves whenever we have to go," Sonata says with a smile on her face. "We don't mess ourselves, though. But we don't wipe either. So my underwear's real dirty." She farts and giggles.

"Typical Sonata," says Aria. "We're sulking over losing our power and here she is having fun with our dirty lifestyle."

"How would you like to have some fun?" you say. You sniff deeply.

Adagio smiles slightly. "You really like the way we smell, don't you?"

You blush. "Yes."

"Ooh!" says Sonata excitedly. "You can smell my butt and my feet and my armpits all you want! It'll be really fun having someone smell me when I stink this bad!" She stretches her arms, and you catch a whiff of her smelly armpits. It might not have seemed possible but they smell even worse than the rest of her. Except maybe her butt and her feet, which you haven't smelled yet.

Adagio walks over to you. "If you can handle this without fainting, I wouldn't mind dominating someone with my smell." She raises her arm so the stench of her armpit blasts you in the face. You sniff her armpit deeply and exhale in a sigh of pleasure. You sniff it for ten seconds before Adagio withdraws her arm, with a smile on her face.

"Nothing's that fun anymore," says Aria. "But I suppose I've got nothing better to do." She farts and stands up. "You want to smell us up close? Smell this." She grabs your face and forces it into her armpit.

You don't struggle one bit. You inhale deeply through your nose as you did with Sonata and Adagio. Most people would say this is the most unpleasant smell on the face of this world. But to you it's the loveliest smell. Or at least one of them, as it kind of fits into a different category for the more truly pleasant smells, which you still appreciate.

After about a minute, Aria releases you, and you sit down, feeling satisfied. "That was kind of fun," she says. She turns around and farts in your face. FFFRRRRRRT! You sniff deeply, noticing the small brown stain on the butt of her pants from not wiping.

"Ooh, we're doing face farts now?" Sonata excitedly turns away from you and raises her tushie in your face.

PPPPPPPPFFFFFFFT!

She giggles as she unleashes a long, wet fart in your face. It blows her skirt back a little, giving you a slight view of her dirty underwear.

"Don't leave me out of the fun," says Adagio. She turns around and stuffs your face in her butt.

You can't believe your good fortune. You always thought Adagio's butt looked cute in that outfit, more so being this dirty and smelly.

BBBBBBBRRRRRRRRT!

You sniff deeply as she farts in your face.

"How about we continue at our house?" Adagio asks.

"Sounds like fun!" says Sonata.

"Sure," you say. "Aria?"

"Why not? It'll be fun making you smell me all over." Aria smiles, as if she's enjoying this as much as Adagio and Sonata.

"You should probably bring some pajamas," says Adagio. "With the way that went, you're sure to want to stay the night. Maybe even sleep in the same bed as us."

Sonata giggles while Aria chuckles.

You go to your house, with Adagio standing right next to you, Aria standing next to her, and Sonata on your other side. You're in the middle of their cloud of visible stench, and you only breathe in through your nose, savoring the smell.

Sonata slaps your butt playfully as you walk. You don't mind, you like it when she does that and are sure this is an invitation to do the same to her.

Once you have your pajamas, Adagio says "Now, we'll lead the way from here."

The sirens walk towards their house, and you walk behind them. You're really enjoying this for two reasons. First, you're directly downwind of them and are getting the full blast of their foul stench. Second, you get a nice view of their butts, even though they've already farted in your face. You take some time to look at the small brown stain on Adagio's butt, since you couldn't see it as clearly before with your face pressed directly against it.

"So, which of us has the better ass?" Aria asks, as if she knows what you're looking at. She slaps her butt seductively.

You're a bit surprised by this, but in a very pleasant way. "It's... hard to say. They all look really cute."

"What does Adagio's rear end have over mine?" Aria says, scratching her dirty butt.

"I never said it did."

"No one can resist my behind," says Adagio. She rubs her butt with her hand, then slaps it, before she lets out a boisterous wet fart. Sonata laughs and ends up peeing herself. She seems to find this funny as well.

You slap both Adagio and Aria's butts at once. Both look back at you with a kinky smile, evidently each thinking you like her butt better than the other's. Sonata scratches her dirty butt.

Eventually you reach the sirens' house, and enter. It looks like a total pigsty in there. You're not sure how it smells on its own - the sirens' stench is greater than anything in here. There are puddles of pee everywhere and stains on the couch they haven't bothered cleaning up. You enter the bathroom, change into your pajamas, and exit. You're sure these pajamas are going to get very dirty and smelly, but you don't care, you're really excited to have all kinds of dirty fun with these three smelly girls.

"Now," says Adagio. "Before we begin, I assume you know who we are?"

"Yes," you say. "But you're no threat anymore."

"I've been a very bad girl," says Adagio. "I need a spanking."

You sit down on a chair. Adagio climbs over your knee. The visible stench is rising towards your face. You sniff deeply, then rub her butt a bit with your hand. Her butt feels so dirty and grimy and damp. You love it.

"If you want to give me a butt massage, you can do it after the spanking," says Adagio. She slaps her own butt and farts.

"As you wish." You slap Adagio's butt. And again. And again. Adagio looks like she's enjoying herself as much as you are.

After 30 swats, Sonata runs up to you. "Spank me next!" she says. "I've been a very, VERY naughty girl." She farts, giggles, and turns around and slaps her butt lightly three times.

"Sorry, Adagio," you say. "Your spanking is over."

Adagio climbs off, looking disappointed. She sits down, winces in pain, and wets her pants.

Your pajama bottoms and legs feel a bit dirty after having Adagio lay on your lap in her filthy state. But you don't mind. Sonata quickly climbs over your knee, kicking her legs excitedly.

You slap Sonata's butt repeatedly. She squeals with each one, with a smile on her face, as she kicks her legs, while you keep breathing in only through your nose, enjoying her smell. After ten swats, you lift her skirt. Her panties are absolutely filthy. You're sure they used to be white, but now they're heavily stained, with a brown spot at the butt. What little bits of her underwear that aren't grayish brown are yellow.

"Nice panties, Sonata," says Aria.

As you continue to spank Sonata, she giggles, taking as much pleasure as you are at being spanked while having her dirty undies exposed. Adagio stretches her arms, and the smell of her armpits wafts in your direction until her arms are back down.

Once you finish spanking Sonata, she sits down next to Adagio in her puddle and lets out a sputtering wet fart.

"Your turn, Aria," you say.

"Forget it," says Aria. "I'm the baddest of the three of us but I don't need a spanking. If anything I should be spanking you."

"I thought you liked Anon slapping your butt," says Adagio. "Why don't you want (him/her) to do it repeatedly? Is it because you know your butt isn't as sexy as mine?" She lets out a sputtering wet fart, which makes Sonata laugh.

"Oh, Anon's gonna have ten times as much fun spanking me as (s/he) did spanking you." Aria climbs over your lap, and her smell reaches your nose. "Spank me as hard as you can."

"I will." You raise your hand and slap Aria's butt with as much force as you can muster. As you swat her rear, she winces in pain but smiles. She likes it rougher than the other sirens, it seems. A few swats make her fart, which makes Sonata giggle.

After 30 swats, you stop.

"You're not done yet," says Aria. "Give me more."

You spank Aria some more, and after the 54th swat, she wets her pants. It seems she had to pee really badly when the spanking began. Or maybe she's just deliberately peeing on you to mess with you. Either way you don't mind.

After 80 swats, you say "Okay, that's enough."

Aria looks a bit disappointed as she climbs off of you. She sits on the couch, winces, and stands up, rubbing her butt. "Ow. I think I might've gotten a little carried away..."

"You think?" Adagio says. "I doubt you'll be able to sit for a week."

"How about a butt massage?" you suggest.

Aria grins and gets down on all fours, with her butt raised slightly. You love the way it looks in this position, in her dirty purple jeans. You start rubbing and caressing her butt. As you do, you sniff her butt up close. Her rear end smells just as bad as her armpits, but with a little less body odor and a lot more pee, farts, and poop. Her butt feels so firm in your hands, and you love it.

Aria sighs in pleasure as you rub her butt. She lets out a series of boisterous wet farts in your face. You just sniff each one, and after a particularly loud or long fart, you pat her butt lightly.

"Ow!" says Aria, for the pain in her rear hasn't gone away yet.

"Sorry," you say, and rub her butt some more.

After about five minutes, Adagio gets down on all fours next to Aria. "Don't give her butt all the attention," she says.

"Don't worry, I'm not done with you yet," you say, and you move to Adagio's tush. As with Aria, it looks so sexy in this position in her filthy, smelly outfit. You start caressing Adagio's butt. Adagio sighs in pleasure as you rub and sniff at the same time. Her shorts over her leggings feel so grimy and dirty, not to mention wet from sitting in her own pee a few moments ago. Her butt feels soft, like a pillow or a marshmallow, and you like the way it feels in your hands as much as Aria's butt.

BBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRT!

She sighs in relief as you feel her long, loud, deep-pitched fart blowing against your face. You inhale deeply through your nose and sigh in pleasure, patting her butt lightly before you resume rubbing it. "Nice one, Adagio."

"I've been holding it in for Aria's entire butt massage," she says.

Aria scratches her butt.

As you continue to rub and sniff Adagio's butt, she farts in your face repeatedly. Her farts are very wet and some of them are deep-pitched. You enjoy every second of it.

After five minutes of this, Sonata gets down on all fours beside Adagio. "Don't forget about me! My tushie needs a massage too after that spanking, and I gotta fart REALLY bad!"

"Think you can wait five more minutes, Aria?" you ask.

"Fine," Aria says. "Don't blame me if I fart before you get here."

"Don't worry, she never runs out of gas any more than me or Adagio!" Sonata says.

You get next to Sonata's butt. Before you can start rubbing, she farts.

PPPPPPPFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRT!

This fart is longer and louder than Adagio's fart, though much higher-pitched, and blows her wet, dirty skirt back so you can see her underwear. You love the sight of this.

Sonata giggles. "I've been holding that in for ten minutes! Did you like it?"

"I loved it." You lift Sonata's skirt and start rubbing her butt. She giggles, enjoying both the butt massage and the naughty feeling of her dirty panties being exposed. She lets loose with a series of short, explosive wet farts. You sniff her butt, which looks so cute in that position in her dirty underwear. Her panties smell just like Aria's jeans and Adagio's shorts, and you love it. After a particularly loud fart, you pat her butt lightly, or else slap it playfully, before rubbing some more.

Adagio scratches her dirty butt.

Five minutes later, Aria says "I'm going to fart in five seconds. Four... three... two... one..."

You quickly leave Sonata, leaving her skirt up so her underwear is still visible, and get back behind Aria and resume rubbing her behind.

FFFFFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT!

Aria sighs in relief and pleasure. This fart is as long as Sonata's, but lower-pitched, while higher-pitched than Adagio's. You slap her butt lightly. Aria winces but smiles, taking pleasure in it. You caress her butt more vigorously, reminding yourself her butt needs it the most after that intense spanking. As Aria continues to fart in your face, Sonata laughs, wetting her panties again and involuntarily farting a few times.

After five more minutes of this, Adagio, looking a little fidgety, no doubt from holding in her next big fart, raises her right arm so that you can smell her armpit. As soon as the stench reaches your nostrils, over the foul smell of Aria's arse, you take the hint, get behind Adagio, and start rubbing her butt, like kneading bread dough.

PPPPPPPBBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRT!

Adagio sighs in immense relief. This fart is as deep-pitched as her last big fart, but twice as long. You slap her butt playfully and then resume rubbing, sniffing deeply. She farts in your face more times, and each time you sniff, and sometimes slap or pat her butt lightly.

After an hour of going back and forth between the three sirens, with each of their turns beginning with a very loud and very long fart, you say "I've REALLY enjoyed giving you these butt massages, but my hands are getting a little tired."

"I really enjoyed it too," said Adagio.

"Me three!" says Sonata. "I don't know what I liked more - having my tushie rubbed, or farting in your face!"

"It was really fun farting in your face," says Aria. "And... neither of them ever wants to rub my butt, so I suppose it was a little bit fun having you do it."

"It's her way of saying she really liked it too," says Sonata.

Aria blushes lightly.

"Can you sit down now?" you ask Aria.

"Lay down first," Aria says.

Adagio lays facedown in her puddle. "You heard her. Lay down, and rest your face on my butt."

You do as you're told. Once again your face is pressed directly against Adagio's dirty, smelly rear end. Just as you're inhaling deeply through your nose, Aria firmly sits on your head, pressing it between her butt and Adagio's. Anyone else would have fainted right here, but this is pure bliss to you. The only thing that's missing for it to be perfect is-

BBBBRRRRRRRRT!

FFFFFRRRRRRRRT!

Both Adagio and Aria unleash a flurry of loud, wet farts ranging in length on your head. There are no words for the pleasure you get out of this. You're so excited you wet your pajamas, but you don't care, you're enjoying this too much.

"Yeah, the pain in my butt is gone," says Aria. "I could sit here all day." *fffrrrrt*

You give her a thumbs up while you can hear Sonata laughing her cute, dirty butt off. You continue to take in the foul smell as Adagio and Aria fart on you.

You lay in this position for about half an hour before Aria is suddenly knocked off of you. You look up for a second to see Sonata, looking as though she bumped Aria off you with her butt. She then raises her butt in the air as if she's about to sit down. You waste no time in burying your face back in Adagio's butt before Sonata sits on your head. From the way her butt feels, her skirt is not between you and her underwear.

Sonata unleashes an explosive, wet fart as long as her "beginning of butt massage" farts, and sighs in relief. "I've been holding that in for ten minutes." She farts on your head repeatedly, her farts short, wet, and explosive. She kicks her legs and giggles, while Adagio also farts on you. You breathe in through your nose deeply, enjoying this more than you can describe.

After another half hour of being trapped between Adagio and Sonata's gassy, smelly butts, Aria bumps Sonata off with her butt. At least you're sure, based on Aria's position when you look up. "My turn again," she says.

"How about we both take a turn at the same time?" Sonata asks.

Aria grins. The two of them sit on your head at once, back to back. You can feel Aria's dirty, stinky jeans on the left side of your head, and Sonata's wet, panty-clad rear on the right side. And who can forget Adagio's soft, grimy tush on your face, as it has been the past hour?

All three sirens fart on you for another hour straight. You never want this moment to end. You inhale only through your nose, taking great pleasure in their smell and the position you're in. About ten minutes after Aria and Sonata sat on your head, you hear a hissing sound from under Adagio, and the puddle you're laying in gets warmer and expands. Adagio sighs in relief and Sonata giggles.

After the hour, the sirens stop farting. All three of them strain, trying to fart. Adagio is able to let out a small poot but nothing more than that.

"Darn, looks like we ran out of gas," Aria says, standing up.

"Aw, farting's so much fun," says Sonata as she stands up.

"Being farted on by three smelly girls is really fun," you say as you stand up, in wet pajamas and smelling like farts, and enjoying yourself thoroughly.

"Only one solution," says Adagio. "Lots of beans and fart powder."

Aria smiles.

"Don't forget tacos!" says Sonata.

"Help yourself to anything in the pantry," Adagio says to you.

You pick out your favorite snack of what's in there, while Adagio cooks some beans and Sonata makes some tacos. You also drink a lot of soda, and the sirens put fart powder in their soda. When the three gargantuan plates of beans are done, the sirens sprinkle fart powder on it and wolf them all down.

"No wonder you fart so much," you say. "Don't ever stop."

"Don't worry, we won't," says Adagio with a smile.

Sonata finishes eating the tacos, and seems like she's holding back the urge to burp, wanting it all to come out the other end.

"So what now?" you ask.

"Now..." says Adagio. The three sirens walk up to you and shove their armpits in your face, Adagio from the front and Aria and Sonata from the sides. You're hit with the most unholy stench once again, and love every second of it. You inhale deeply through your nose and exhale in a sigh of pleasure.

"How would you like to smell our feet?" says Aria. "They stink as much as our armpits. Maybe more."

"I'd love to," you say.

Adagio and Sonata bend down to take their shoes off.

"Not here," says Aria. "In the spare closet."

Adagio grins and Sonata giggles.

"In an enclosed space?" you say. "This will be a dream come true."

"Fair warning," says Adagio. "If your pajamas don't already smell so much they'll need to be washed 50 times over, they will by the time you get out of that closet."

"Bring it on," you say.

The three of you walk into a walk in closet big enough for all four of you. Aria closes it behind her and immediately their stench fills the closet more than the kitchen and living room. No one else could stay conscious, maybe even living, for five seconds in this closet. But to you it's like the most lovely sauna in the world. You inhale deeply through your nose and sit down.

Adagio sits on your lap facing you, while Aria and Sonata sit on either side of you. You can't think of a more fun position to be in than surrounded by these three smelly girls in an enclosed space. Well, except maybe when they were farting on you.

Speaking of which, Adagio lets out a loud fart. You like the way her butt feels vibrating against your lap. Aria farts just as loud. Sonata giggles and lets out a high-pitched fart of her own.

All three sirens stretch their arms, and although it might not have seemed possible before, the odor in the closet becomes more pungent. Then they remove their socks and shoes, and the smell intensifies even more as you can see new visible stench emanating from their feet. You take a deep breath through your nose, savoring this smell, and let out a sigh of absolute pleasure.

Adagio presses her feet against your face. You sniff them deeply. They smell every bit as foul as her armpits. You breathe in only through your nose and for as long as you can while her feet are in your face.

"Don't forget my feet," says Aria, shoving her feet up against the left side of your head.

"Or my feet!" Sonata puts her feet against the right side of your head.

The smell is as intense as when their armpits were in your face, and when they were all farting on you at once. You shudder, not with nausea or discomfort, but with excitement and pleasure. Adagio farts repeatedly in this position, as do Aria and Sonata, giggling the whole time.

You occasionally turn your head to sniff Aria and Sonata's feet. When you're facing Sonata, you can see up her skirt. Her panties look as dirty as ever.

Then you grab Adagio's feet in one arm and tickle them with the other, while still sniffing them. Adagio starts to laugh hard. She tries to kick her legs, but you hold them tightly in place and tickle her dirty, stinky feet as hard as you can. As she laughs, she involuntarily farts a few times.

"HAHAHAHAHAHA! STOP! HAHAHAHAHAHA! I'M REALLY TICKLISH! HAHAHAHAHAHA! OH! I'M GONNA PEE! HAHAHAHAHA!"

Adagio laughs so hard she wets her pants, peeing all over your lap. You don't mind, it's actually kind of fun.

Sonata giggles. You keep tickling Adagio's feet a minute after she's done peeing.

Adagio catches her breath. "That was the most fun I've had being tickled in a long time."

"Tickle me next!" says Sonata, wiggling her feet.

You turn sideways, grab her stinky feet, and tickle them, sniffing them up close as you did with Adagio. Sonata starts to laugh harder than Adagio, involuntarily farting.

"I bet she wets herself in five seconds," says Aria.

Sure enough, five seconds afterwards, Sonata is peeing herself yet again. You can see the wetness on her dirty panties as she laughs, farts, and wets herself. Again, you wait until a minute after she stops peeing before you stop tickling.

"That was so much fun!" says Sonata. "And I wet my panties again." She giggles and farts.

"You're not tickling my feet," says Aria. "I'm not even that ticklish."

"Really," you say, and you start tickling Aria's stinky feet the same way you tickled Adagio and Sonata's.

Aria starts to laugh uncontrollably. "HAHAHAHA! CUT IT OUT! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Sonata giggles at Aria's display of ticklishness, and laughs harder when she involuntarily lets out a huge fart. As you tickle and sniff her feet, it occurs to you that Aria hasn't farted since you started tickling Adagio. Aria was waiting for you to tickle her so she could fart like that, even if she doesn't want to admit it.

"HAHAHAHAHA! STOP!" *fffrrrt* "HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"You should stop before she wets her pants," says Adagio with a smile.

"It wouldn't be the first time today." You keep tickling Aria's feet, and soon she's peeing her pants uncontrollably. She keeps laughing, farting, and peeing as you keep tickling and sniffing. Like the other two sirens, you stop tickling a minute after her stream dies down.

"That was really fun," says Aria. "I mean... I was laughing at my farts, and you sniffing my feet. And I wet my pants on purpose, like I always do."

You don't bother trying to correct her, you know she enjoyed this as much as they did, and as much as you did.

"Now it's your turn!" says Sonata. She starts tickling your right side. Aria immediately starts tickling your left side. You start to laugh, but can't kick your legs as Adagio's still sitting on them. Adagio spins around so she's facing away from you. She farts, then removes your shoes and socks, and starts tickling your feet. You laugh even harder and pee your pajamas again.

They do what you did and stop tickling a minute after your little accident. "Did you like that?" Adagio asks.

"Yes," you say. "Being tickled by three smelly girls is so much fun."

"That's payback for tickling me," Aria says with a smile on her face.

"I thought you said you weren't ticklish!" says Sonata.

Aria farts in response. Sonata giggles, kicking her legs and showing her underwear, before she farts just as loud.

You sit in the closet for another hour or so, before they all stretch their arms, further intensifying the stench.

Adagio yawns. "I'm about ready for bed."

"Me too," says Aria.

"Me three!" says Sonata.

"Me four," you say.

You all stand up, and Aria opens the closet, causing a massive wave of visible stench to rush out. You step out of the closet and then out of the room and into the hall. You're sure you smell almost as bad as any of the sirens by now and your pajamas will have to be washed 50 times to get the smell out. But you're not sure you want the sirens' smell out of your PJ's.

"Do I get to sleep in your bed?" you ask.

"You'd better believe it," says Aria.

"If you don't mind us farting in our sleep and wetting the bed," says Adagio.

"And the fact that we haven't washed the sheets for a year," says Sonata. "And we've sweated and peed in it SO many times!"

"To say I don't mind is an understatement," you say.

After you get a drink and a bedtime snack, during which they each eat a small plate of beans and drink a lot of soda with fart powder, the four of you walk into the sirens' bedroom. Their bed is nearly as dirty and smelly as they are. It's full of sweat stains, pee stains, and grime, all from the sirens who slept in it. You immediately climb into the center and sniff deeply. The bed smells absolutely foul, and you know exactly where this smell came from.

Adagio climbs into bed on your left side. Aria climbs into bed on your right side. Sonata climbs in beside Adagio.

"If you have to pee before we get up, just go right where you are," says Aria. "That's what we do." She sighs as a hissing noise is heard and the bed feels warmer and wetter.

Adagio and Sonata giggle. Then they both sigh in relief as the hissing sound gets louder and can be heard on your left side as well, and the bed feels even wetter.

As you lay in the bed, all three sirens stretch their arms again, and you're blasted with the intense stench of of their armpits before they fall asleep. In this position. You lay there, greatly enjoying laying between these smelly girls and getting a pungent whiff of all their armpits at once.

They fart in their sleep, and evidently their farts don't wake each other up. They keep you awake for a while, which you don't mind, you love hearing them fart and stink up the room and their outfits even more. After an hour, you have to pee again, so you just let it all our in your already wet pajamas. Then you start inhaling through your nose in a more relaxed way as if the smell coming off the sirens is soothing to you, and pretty soon you fall asleep.

...

You wake up between Adagio and Aria, and as soon as you pick up the foul smell in the air, you remember the fun you had last night. You smile, hoping you can do this again sometime. Their arms are no longer stretched, but they still smell really bad all the same.

Adagio farts, then she, Aria, and Sonata start peeing at once, in their sleep. They all sigh in relief as if they're dreaming about peeing after searching everywhere for a bathroom. You're left between the three smelly girls as they wet the bed all over you. The wetness reminds you that you have to pee pretty badly too. So you pee in your pajamas once again, enjoying the warm wetness and feeling of relief.

You lay there for another hour before the sirens all wake up. They stretch their arms, giving you a nice whiff of their armpits, and sit up.

"Did I wet the bed or did one of you?" Adagio asks.

"All of us did," you say. "Except I was awake."

Sonata giggles. All three sirens start farting some more, laughing their smelly, gassy butts off. You feel like you could lay here forever.

The three of you lay there for an hour before they stretch their arms once again, giving you another whiff of their armpits, before you get up and make some breakfast. As usual they have beans with fart powder and wash it down with soda with fart powder.

"I really need a bath," you say with a smile. You really don't mind the state you're in, but of course want to wash up before you leave. You'll probably take a bath in your pajamas given how wet and smelly they are.

"Before you wash up and leave," says Adagio, "how about you give us a butt massage again, then lay on my butt while Aria and Sonata sit on your head and fart?"

"Sounds good," you say. You know you'll have a lot of fun for the next few hours.