“Oh jeez.. Come on dude, you really gotta do that whilst we’re eating?” 

Homi pinched his nose and immediately dropped his spoon into his cereal as a gross, rotten taste entered his mouth. His younger brother, Jamie, had just let out a fart so rumbly that it shook the dinner table. The younger dragon just snickered and cheekily stuck his tongue out, naturally finding farts to be the most hilarious thing in the world. 
“I’m trying to eat, dammit!”
“Bite me.” Jamie replied, happily munching away on his toast despite the swampy stench lingering in the air. 

Both dragons were anthropomorphic with a thick coat of red scales, complimented by a yellow, soft underbelly. Thick, curled black horns sat atop their heads along with large tufts of hair that travelled down their necks. The easiest way to distinguish the brothers from each other - apart from the obvious size difference - was the colour of their hair. Homi had a dark pink mane whereas his brother’s was a bright green. Everyone always teased Jamie by saying his hair was that colour to represent how much he reeked. The five year old dragon almost always had a case of the poots, happy to eek them out at any moment to amuse his friends and annoy his family. 

“You’re not watching cartoons this morning.”
“Oh.. Come ON! It’s just a fart, no need to be a grumpy butt about it!”
“Yeah, a fuckin’ fart at the dinner table..” Homi grumbled.
“Oooooh, you said a naughty woooord..” Jamie gasped.
“Leave me alone.” Needless to say, Homi wasn’t too happy. A combination of his immense tiredness and his brother’s annoying attitude made him just want to have nothing to do with Jamie that morning. 

Annoyed by his brother’s harsh words, the younger dragon slid from his chair and sulked off to retreat to his bedroom, where he’d likely fart on his brother’s pillow for a few hours. As he got to the doorway, he noticed the older dragon’s tail twitch by his feet, flicking around as a sign of his annoyance. The tail had curled down from the top of Homi’s chair and along the floor. A wicked idea came to mind, and so the dragon cub snickered to himself and quickly pulled down his boxer-briefs. With his plump, red buttcheeks explosed in all their glory, pulled out from his underwear like a pistol from a holster - his ass could be considered a weapon afterall - he immediately plopped down and smushed Homi’s tail into his buttcrack.

“What the fu-..”
‘Brrrrrmmmppfftt!’

Homi cringed as he felt his brother’s ass vibrate against his tail, heating up the tip of it with a hot, steamy fart. Jamie howled at the top of his lungs with laughter and sat in place, occasionally wiggling his little booty from side to side, really grinding in that fetid odour. The flatulent five year old patted his tummy proudly and slowly stood up. Only, as his ass lifted from the floor, Homi’s tail came with it. He giggled, assuming that his brother’s tail had just gotten wedged between his buttcheeks, mainly because even Jamie knew he had a big ass for his age. It was mostly down to all the cycling he did with his friends at the park, making his thighs built, chunky and his butt nice and musky after a long ride. 

“HAH! I think your tail’s stuck bro!” Jamie smiled, letting out a silent, raunchy fart out that hissed around the sides of the dragon’s appendage. 
“You’re so, SO grounded..” Homi snarled, tugging on his tail to pull it loose. It wouldn’t budge, he couldn’t seem to tug it out. He tried again, this time actually pulling Jamie over backwards with how hard he pulled on it. Homi’s younger brother looked confused, he wasn’t clenching his cheeks or anything, the tail should’ve just slipped right out! He stood up and turned around, trying to look over his shoulder to see what had happened. 

Homi, however, could see perfectly. At that very moment he wanted to throw up, run out the room and just coat his tail in bleach. His tail had somehow managed to go right between Jamie’s buttocks, slip down the middle and get lodged INSIDE his tailhole. He could see his brother’s pucker flex and twitch, and as Homi started to gag Jamie looked behind him with a confused look.
“What? What is it? Let me see? Let me.. Ohh… HAH!” he snorted, getting a glimpse of just where his brother’s tail had gotten lodged. “Wait till I tell everyone about THIS!” he exclaimed, grabbing Homi’s tail and tugging in it softly. Much to his surprise, it wouldn’t budge, so he it pulled harder. Nothing happened, no matter how hard Jamie yanked and pulled. 

Confused, the young dragon lay down on his back and brought his thighs up so they were flat against his chest. He was able to get a proper look at just what had happened to Homi’s tail. 
“Pull it outttt..” the older dragon whined, trying his best not to throw up in sheer disgust. Every time Jamie moved or flexed his leg muscles, Homi could feel the inside of his asshole clench and bulge around the tip of his tail. It felt warm and fleshy inside, and worryingly sticky too. Upon closer inspection, Jamie realised something rather strange. The plump, donut-like rim of his tailhole looked like it had melted, fusing with the scales of his brother’s tail.

“Uhmm.. Bro..” Jamie began, getting a bit scared by the situation. “What happened to your tail?” 
Homi immediately sat up to inspect what his brother meant. He grimaced as he came closer to the dragon cub’s butt, whose bottom half was completely nude. Even his junk was out in the open - but the two were brothers, they’d seen each other naked before. “...What the fuck did you do?!” Homi suddenly yelled, realising that his tail had basically fused with Jamie’s asshole. The younger dragon whimpered and lowered his ears, always hating it when his big brother shouted. Instinctively, his bowels clenched and squeezed out another long, sputtering fart. That one had been especially spicy, the chilli they had last night not reacting with the gassy cub’s bowels too well. It sounded different though, incredibly muffled and no smell hit either boys’ nose. Homi though, still had a look of horror on his face which had Jamie a little confused. 

Homi could feel a hot, horrible wave of gas travel through his tail. The sensation violated his very being, for it felt like Jamie was literally farting INTO him. It didn’t stop there though, for the feeling went up his torso, through his chest and warmed his throat with a repulsive, thick mass of swampy dragon-gas. Much to the confusion of both dragons, a wispy, green huff of air oozed out from Homi’s nostrils, dragging out like he’d just exhaled after taking a smoke. His eye twitched as he froze for a moment, before immediately coughing and hacking as the smell AND taste of fart filled his maw. It was like taking a chunk out of a piece of rotting beef, only then to stick his nose inside an outhouse that’d been baking away for several months in the sun. The pure, undiluted wrath of Jamie’s fart was horrible!

Somehow, the dragon cub had managed to fart through his brother, literally. His fart had rushed from his bowels, sputtered out of his anus, gushed into Homi’s tail, travelled through his entire body and finished by exiting out of his mouth. There was absolutely no oxygen to dilute the raw, noxious smell. Homi had never sniffed his brother’s farts in their purest form before, so this time was much worse; through some strange, eldritch magic, Homi’s tail-tip slipping inside Jamie’s butthole had meant that the two had merged, their bodies now connected in the worst possible way.

Jamie looked upon his brother with confusion, not sure if what he’d just witnessed had actually happened. Naturally, rather than show any type of concern he decided to test his theory by pressing down on his stomach and forcing about an airy, explosive fart that roared out of his bowels for five seconds. ‘Prrrrfffft!’ For a dragon so small, he sure could make some potent gases. His theory proved true as he watched a bulge of air travel through Homi’s tail, gurgle in his stomach and steam out of his nose with enough force to make the dragon’s cheeks bulge out with gas. Homi gagged and grabbed his throat, on the verge of puking his guts up before he heard his brother giggle.

“Hehe.. Looks like I’M in charge now..” the boy threatened, sending another puffing fart through Homi. “Your mouth is my butt now!” he concluded, “does that make you an asshole now, big bro?” he teased, wagging his tail against Homi’s. The older dragon groaned, his throat all dried up from the swampy, chilli fueled farts that had bubbled up through it.
“Jamie.. C-come on, this.. GUH! This isn’t funny..” He had to pause halfway through as the younger dragon cut him off by squeezing a silent, eggy fart out of his brothers lips. One thing neither brother had noticed quite just yet, was the fact that more and more of Homi’s tail was slipping inside of Jamie’s tight, musky tailhole. 

It wasn’t until the thicker part of Homi’s tail started to slip inside that Jamie noticed, groaning in pain at how much his young, un-abused rumphole was being stretched. He looked down and gasped as he realised his brother was being pulled closer to his rear, reeled in like the line of a fishing rod. Homi noticed what was happening too, but only because he was pulled off of his feet and landed on his back, feet facing Jamie. Slowly, inch by inch, he was being pulled closer, more of his tail disappearing. The little dragon’s butt was now absorbing his younger brother, taking in his body and breaking it down into more farts, or as Homi was about to find out, steaming, chunky dragon fudge. 

Jamie found the situation hilarious, too young to understand the gravity of it. He kept puffing out farts, watching with delight as they were forced through his brother’s body and out of his mouth. He even deliberately tried to make them as foul as possible, grinning every time Homi gagged or pulled a face in disgust. One particular blast had been the ‘cream of the crop’, a wet, raunchy blast that thundered into existence with an obxious ‘frrrbbBBBBLLTLTLTLT!’ so powerful that it send vibrations through Homi’s tail. However, four seconds in that fart became more than just gas, quickly turning solid as a wet, splattery mess suddenly shot from Jamie’s bowels and into his older brother’s tail. 

“EEP! Uhm.. Uhm.. Homi..” Jamie whimpered, forcing a nervous smile. But it was too late - It started off as a hot, gooey sensation travelling through his body, like whenever Homi got a large chunk of food stuck in his throat and it slowly slid down, but instead in his tail. Quickly it reached his throat, causing the older dragon to start gagging and gurgling as something with the consistency of peanut butter began to trickle up his throat. Then the taste hit him, and his eyes bulged in sheer disgust. He thumped his fist against the floor just to deal with the atrocious tastes violating his mouth - he could still feel a few chunks of vegetable from last night’s chilli mixed in with all that cub-fudge. He quickly spat it out onto the floor, both of them watching as a brown, sticky pile of shit appeared. Jamie’s shit. 

Homi tried to talk but he couldn’t, not without wanting to pass out. His brother’s scat was stuck to his teeth like thick toffee, and the taste wouldn’t leave his tongue, no matter how hard he tried to spit it out. 
“HAAAAH! Bro.. You just ate pooooo!” Jamie squealed with delight, kicking his feet into the air as a silent, wretchedly long fart squeaked out of his butt. By now, the entirety of Homi’s tail had been devoured by the boy’s butt, broken down into more fuel for the fire - the fire of course being his brother’s revolving bowels. Not wasting any time at all with his newfound discovery, Jamie stood up and squatted down, pointing his ass in his brother’s direction. Homi was forced to watch in horror as his brother’s tail flagged up high and his puffy tailhole bulged outwards. A crackling filled the air as a huge bulge started to form in Homi’s stomach, his tummy bloating outwards as the dragon cub crapped directly into him.

His brother’s dump was huge, Jamie pushing out several logs which each crackled out wetly and caused Homi’s tummy to bloat and go taut. The boys were butt to butt now, staring into each other’s eyes as the disgusting act unfolded. Homi’s face was littered with horror and disgust, whereas Jamie’s was alive with childish innocence, truly not understanding the seriousness of the situation as he took a giant dump inside his brother. Soon, that thick, sticky shit-paste bubbled up Homi’s throat and reminded him of the breakfast the day before, if that breakfast had been a month old and was cooked by nothing but Jamie’s farts. 

The thick, fudgy load forced his throat to stretch, before rapidly pancaking out into his mouth like a steamy paste. It broke around his teeth and oozed out of his lips, dribbling down the corners of his mouth and splatting on the floor below. His eyes went red with pain as the foul substance was forced up his nostrils as well, splattering out in little brown chunks that stretched his nose to its limits. More and more of Homi was sucked up by his brother’s greedy butt, his legs going up there too, quickly broken down into more shit to flow out of his mouth. By now, Jamie’s fat butt had stretched widely around his brother so that only his torso remained. Homi dangled down from the young boy’s legs, unable to do anything but scream and gag as wet, moist chunks of sulphuric, festering scat exploded from his throat. 

Jamie didn’t know what he was doing, he didn’t know that the more he farted and squeezed out soggy, squishy logs, the more of his brother was eaten by his ass. He certainly didn’t know that the process wasn’t reversible - yet -, instead he just giggled, sniffing happily at the concoction of horrific smells filling the dining room. Unfortunately, his fun was quickly cut short as he heard the lock on the front door click open. What would his parents think if they caught him with half of Homi wedged up his backside? What would they say to the pile of chunky scat currently sitting on the kitchen floor? 

Panic set in, the young cub quickly starting to freak out. Unsure as to what to do, he quickly wadded up stairs, swaying Homi behind him as a huge mass of flatulence built up in his bowels. He quickly climbed the stairs, butt wobbling against the sides of Homi’s chest at that point. All the sudden movement stimulated his bowels and so he couldn’t help what happened next. A huge, titanic wave of gas rippled out of his tailhole and soared through Homi, filling his entire body with flatus before getting stuck behind the mass of creamy, sticky shit still crammed inside him. Jamie doubled over and groaned, clutching his stomach as more and more farts rippled out;

‘Frrrrnnnnt.’  ‘Brrrrapppttt!’ ‘Frrrlblblblblblttt!’ 

The pressure became too much, and all that festering cub-scat suddenly shot out all at once, bulging his older brother’s throat like a sewage pipe. It sprayed all over the white walls as a fountain of it splattered from Homi’s mouth and nose, completely annihilating his nostrils. Worse yet, the pressure was just too much for the dragon’s skull to deal with. Hot, slimey mush began to percolate out of Homi’s eye sockets, oozing out like some foul discharge. His eyes bulged, strained to their very limits. He howled in pain and gurgled on his younger brother’s dump, still flowing freely from his mouth. A horrific, messy shriek escaped his shit-filled throat as his right eye finally popped, spraying blood and puss out to mix with the copious amounts of shit, forming an utterly disgusting puddle on the stairs.

His parents were now inside the house and so Jamie didn’t have any time to waste. Ignoring the sobbing coming from his backside, he rushed into the bathroom and slammed the door shut. He plopped his pudgy, red ass on the toilet seat and carefully made sure Homi was inside, the top of his horns dipping into the toilet’s water. He knew by then that the more he farted and pooped, the more his brother went inside, so the cub clenched his fists and pushed as hard as he could. A cacophony of wet, bubbly farts rumbled out, spraying out of Homi’s nostrils and coating the inside of the bowl with a fine layer of muck. Not only that, but the toilet quickly filled with an atrocious odour, one so bad that even Jamie had to pinch his nose as the stench of his farts wafted up from between his legs.

That was nothing compared to the torture Homi was suffering, each and every fart violating his nostrils, each smell worse than the last one that guffed out. A constant, chunky mixture of cub-defecate steamrolled out of his mouth, causing the other eye to pop under the pressure and form a squidgy, bloody pile at the bottom of the toilet bowl. Before long, Homi’s entire body had vanished up his brother’s backside, all his skin, bones and organs turned into nothing but farts and lumpy mess, which he then had to smell, taste and chew. He was in his own raunchy, revolting Hell. Somehow, he survived, and even as his head sunk into his brother’s tailhole and fused completely with his anus, Homi maintained his sentience. His nostrils sat comfortably underneath his brother’s thick, scaled tail, and his mouth replaced his tailhole, lips becoming the plump outer rim of it. 

He could still taste, smell, hear and feel, but he could also think. He was fully conscious as fart after fart echoed into the toilet bowl, practically shaking the entire bathroom due to the power of them. He could taste each one, able to tell what food his brother had eaten to create that vile, malodorous stench. Even as Jamie lifted his cute, smelly booty from the toilet seat and flushed the gigantic mess inside - albeit after several yanks of the chain - Homi remained, stuck as his brother’s tailhole. 
“So uh.. I guess you’re my bum-bum now, big bro!” Jamie chuckled, purposefully squeezing out a fart so rancid that it vibrated his brother’s ‘lips’. 

‘FrrrrapppPPPPTPTT!’

“You better get used to the taste of my farts, Homi, it’s gonna be a loooong day for yooou!”