This choice: "Please, give me more of your precious gas." • Go Back...Chapter #5"Please, give me more of your precious gas.... by: Unknown "Huh? What?"
"I absolutely love the smell of you warm, smelly farts. Please let me be your fart slave."
"You sure?"
"Yes!"
Out of the corner of your eye, you see Stacy give you a disgusted look, she won't understand.
"Please give me more, Amber."
"If you say so," Amber shrugs.
Amber backs her huge, bubbly ass right back onto your face and grunts.
PPPPPBBBbbbrrrrtttttt
This fart smells like moldy cheese and year-old ribs.
Amber rubs her ass into your face, making sure you smell every bit of it.
"How was that, loser?"
"That was amazing! *sniiifff* *cough* Please! More!"
"Hah! There's more where that came from!"
PPPPPFFFfffffbbbbbrrrttttt
This fart smells exactly like shit, and you love every bit of it.
"You liked that too?"
"*sniif* Yes! Absolutely!"
"Alright, that's weird."
Amber cuts the tape binding you and asks you to go to her room so that she can continue.
"Yeah, I'm sooo excited!"
You two soon arrive in Amber's room, it looks very neatly kept, the walls are painted bring-magenta and the bed is completely covered in pink. The only other thing in her room is a small, pink desk with homework littered about it.
"You ready for the next round?"
"Yes!"
"Okay then, lie down on your back and don't move."
You lie down on your back in the center of Amber's room. Amber goes and locks the door, click. She also goes and tapes you to the ground, "I don't want you backing out on me."
"That's fine."
Amber sets up a phone pointing at me from the side.
"What's that?"
"I'm going to record you enjoying my farts, and I'm going to share it with my friends, if you don't want me to, then I wont fart on you~"
"Fine, anything for your farts."
"Wow, that was a joke... But I guess it's fine now."
Amber takes off her pants and her panties.
Amber moves over to you and sits on your face while also positioning her feet at the back of your head so that she can force your face in closer to her ass-hole.
"Are you ready, Sarah?"
"Mmmff"
"Okay! *grunt*"
PPPPPBBBBBBBBbbbbbbttttttttt
PPPPFFFfffffrrrrrrrr
BBBBbbbrrrooooowwrrrrr
Amber fired three farts in rapid succession, each smelling as bad as the last.
"*sniif* *sniff *sniff* mmffff"
"Got it!"
PPPPBBbbbrrrrtttt
PPPRRroooowwwttt
FFFffsssSSSsss
The last fart was an SBD, knocking the other three out of the water.
"*sniiffff* *sniifffff* MMMFFF"
"Get ready! I'm going all out this time!"
PPPPPPPPBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRPPPPPPTTTTTtttttttt
BBBBBBRRRROOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWRRRRRRrrrr
PPPPPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTtttt
You are having the time of your life, each of these farts smelled horribly nasty and you enjoyed every bit of it!
"*ssssssnnnnnnniiiiiffffffff* *sssnnnniiiiiifffff* *sssssnnnnnniiiiiiiiiiifffffffff* *haaahhh* *ssssssssnnnnnnnnniiiiiiiiiifffffffffff* mmmffff"
Amber waits for a few minutes before getting up and releasing you, "Wow Sarah, you are so weird."
"Aahh~, Amber, your farts are the absolute best!"
"Fine then..."
Amber finishes releasing you, well, you can go about your day and do whatever. It takes a bit of time for me to build up gas, so I won't be able to fart on you for a while.
"That's fine."
You go downstairs and start watching TV, when you hear somebody calling for you.
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