Fluffy Clouds pt. 2
It’s been about a month or two since Bluey discovered she liked Bandit’s “fluffies” or farts. She’d sneak a whiff of her dad’s flatulence whenever she could, and each time it made her feel more and more tingly. Today, the Heelers were visiting their Uncle Stripe and Aunt Trixie for a party. Specifically, it was Socks’ birthday.

“Mum? Have you ever felt funny after Dad fluffies?” Bluey asked in the car. 
“If by ‘funny’ you mean ready to faint, then yes.” Replied Chilli, subtly gesturing her eyes over to Bandit. 
“Hey! Sometimes I just can’t help it. It’s like my bum’s got a mind of its own!” Bandit clarified.

The talk of Bandit’s fluffies made the two Heeler daughters laugh, but for completely different reasons. Once they arrived at Stripe & Trixie’s, the quartet got their gifts for Socks and gave their best wishes to the birthday girl. Upon entering the house, the family set their present on the counter with everyone else’s presents, and sent Bluey & Bingo off to play. 

“What should we play?” Their other cousin, Muffin asked. 
“How about hide and seek?” Bingo interjected. 

Everyone else seemed to be in agreement; it was fun, easy, and the hiders could just lay down and relax. Meanwhile, the grownups were busy having some snacks. Especially Trixie, since there was a gigantic bowl of CC’s; her one weakness. Aunt Trixie kept subconsciously grabbing handful after handful of chips while the rest were having some cheese & crackers. 

“Trixie… I thought we talked about this.” Said Stripe in a displeased yet playful tone. 
“Mmf, sorry. There’s still some in the bag left.” The gluttonous canine replied with some chips still in her mouth. 

Just then, a faint rumble could be heard in Trixie’s gut.

“Uh oh.” Trixie thought to herself. “Those CC’s went right through me. I better beat it before I rip one near my whole family!” 
“Actually- I think there’s some more in the pantry. I’ll go get some and wash up in the bathroom.” She announced.
“So… you ever think about expanding your fishpond?” Stripe asked, trying to ease the awkwardness.

Back in the kids’ side of things, Muffin was counting to 20 while Bluey and Bingo looked for a place to hide. Bluey, being the smarter of the two, looked for a place outside of their room. Then she had the perfect idea: the shower. She hid behind the curtains of the shower. It was foolproof. 

“Found you!” Muffin announced, having discovered Bingo’s hiding place: the inside of the closet. “I win!” 
“Nuh uh, you need to find Bluey too.” Bingo specified. 

After a while of searching around her room, Muffin concluded that her older cousin was not, in fact, in her room. She was about to check the bathroom, until her mom Trixie came running in. Bluey couldn’t see past the curtains, but she heard the door open and close. She didn’t want to risk getting caught, so she stayed still. That is, until… 

*Prrrnnnnnffft*

Her aunt Trixie let out one heck of a fluffy, which she thought nobody would be able to smell. But despite her thoughts, her niece Bluey was right there with her, smelling her bum’s scent in all its glory. 

*brrrrrrbbbbbnnnnt* *pfffftt* *braaaaap* 

“Oh, dear lord those stink! Hope nobody finds out about this.” Trixie muttered to herself.

Bluey then realized this was not her cousin in the bathroom with her. But her aunt’s fluffies gave her that tingly feeling between her legs like with Bandit. Curiosity got the best of her, and she started poking around down there to see what makes her girly-parts tick. 

Right then and there, she discovered something new and amazing. If she touched her cunny in just the right way, it made her feel even more pleasure and ecstasy, and each time Trixie farted, it made her want to do it more. 

*brrrrnnnnnt* *brrrrrrrbbbbbbbt* *fffflllbbbbbpppt* 

The smell of Trixie’s flatulence got more and more pleasing the more intense the feeling in Bluey’s vagina got. 

*POOT!* *BRRAAAPP!!* *FRRRRRNNNNNNTTTT!!!*

“Oh, phew! That reeks! But I’m glad it’s all over. Let’s just hope nobody heard those, or smelled them either.” Trixie mumbled to herself again as she exited the bathroom. 

Being alone with the smell of her aunt’s rancid cheddar-cheese tortilla chip fueled butt-blasts would be hellish. But to Bluey, it was heavenly. It was so stinky in there, it was like her snout was stuck in her aunt’s buttcrack. The feelings of ecstasy and excitement got the better of Bluey, and she released her vaginal fluids all over the shower floor. 

“I love you, aunt Trixie.” Said Bluey as she reached orgasm. 

Back at the party, Trixie came back down with the adults. 

“Sorry I was gone, those chips were hard to find.” Trixie said.
“You were gone for a bloody 20 minutes! What happened?!” Chilli responded. 
“I… was busy playing with the kids.” Trixie answered as an excuse to save her the embarrassment. 
“Ew, what’s that smell?” Inquired Stripe, after smelling the stink trail his wife left behind. 
“IT WAS BANDIT!” Trixie yelled. 
“What?! That’s a load of bull!” Bandit objected, but was ignored by the other family members. 

After the party was all set & done, Bandit and Chilli were ready to go. 
“C’mon, kids! Time to go!” Chilli announced. Much to her daughters’ dismay. 
“Okay, Mum.” Bluey said. “Goodbye, aunt Trixie!” 

The elder Heeler daughter gave her aunt a goodbye hug. 

*pbbt*

The squeeze managed to get one last poot out of her.
“Whoops! Sorry Bluey, your father gets that from me.” Trixie explained. 
“Don’t worry, I don’t mind. In fact, I love it!” Bluey answered. 
“Aww well that’s- what do you mean ‘love it!’?” 

But it was too late, as the family headed home. Chilli was in the passenger seat talking on the phone with a big-belted individual about making their fishpond bigger.

To be concluded…