As each cow fart is blasted in Jake's face, his strength slowly decreases and finally the stink overcomes him and Jake loses consciousness with the last sight of Mrs. Manure smirking at the fallen hero.
When Jake finally regains consciousness, he finds himself laying down in a room with dim light with none of his weapons on him. He looks around to see if he can recognize anything but when he tries to get up he realizes that he is in a king-size bed and his feet are tied to the bedpost. Not knowing where he is located, he tries to unite his feet from the bedpost. Unfortunately, the super scat villain, Mrs. Manure, opens the door before he could finish loosening the thick ropes. "Oh Birdboy, welcome to my humble abode or in your case, your stinky nightmare." Mrs. Manure lets out a rancid fart as she comes closer to Jake. "Dammit, I shall never succumb to your shitty ways and justice will prevail in the end!" Jake proclaims to Mrs. Manure. "Hehehehe don't worry Birdboy, by the end of this night, I think it will be you who will be in the shitty situation." Jake wonders Mrs. Manure has planned for him until he gasped when he saw Mrs. Manure take off her leotard and gets in the bed with Jake. "What in the world are you doing?" Jake says in fear. "Oh Jake tonight I'm going to show you my messier version of a Dutch Oven."
With that, she throws Jake under the sheets and lets out hot and horrific ass gas inside the bed. Jake's nose was going through hell as each fart from her butt smelled worse and worse and the air under the sheets became thicker and thicker making it hard for Jake to breathe. Even though it couldn't get any worse for Jake, Mrs. Manure says,"Since I having been interacting with my friendly cows so much over the years, I have learned to relieve myself just like cows do so enjoy what I'm about to give you." Mrs. Manure unleashes a torrent of diarrhea and mush under the covers with poor Jake having to deal with the flood of poop coming towards him. He holds his breath as every part of his body was plastered with Mrs. Manure's feces. "Hey Birdboy, I'll make a deal with you. If you lick my my whole butt clean of scat, then maybe I let you breathe fresh air for a while and untie you. But you better make your decision fast because I feel another load coming and it will be quite messy." Jake thinks about refusing the offer and trying to untie the ropes himself and kick Mrs. Manure's butt in the process. But his oxygen under the covers is running low and he doesn't how much time he had left. What will Jake do?
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