"And make sure to pucker them lips for me," The orc said. You could hear him wink.
The buildup was unbearable, the smell on the verge of blasting your face, that horrible rumbling. But even though you expected it, all of a sudden came...
The gust of wind blew down your mouth, some escaping so you could smell the absolute putrid stench of the orc's worst fart. Rotten eggs mixed with a rotten, meaty odour, nearly suffocated you. You had now choice but to muffle and swallow the farts if you wanted to avoid that horrible stench.
"Whooo!" The orc exclaimed, rubbing his butt further into your face. "You can really muffle my farts, human. You'll do well as my stink bitch."
He continued to let out more putrid farts, not as big as the previous, but horrible and torturous nonetheless. You thought about what you did to deserve this kind of treatment, and what else the orc planned to do with you.
"Alright, what've we got here..." He grinned, taking your phone. He was going to...
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