You groaned at those choices, knowing full well that every one of them would mean hell for you. If what she said about having a taco at lunch was true, then another one with chilies would make that even worse. And the chicken and veggie dinner would be even worse; one or the other was unbearable on their own, but together was a nightmare on the nostrils and tastebuds.
But, you thought as you helplessly gazed into the ass that was currently your whole world, NEITHER of thise could compare to--
"Already had a taco for lunch," Tonicha said as she cut a fart that choked you, " and chicken and veggies would take too long."
As you retched on her small blast your eyes widened at what she was implying.
"NO!" You screamed in your head.
"So I guess I have a box of Mac 'n' Cheese!" The gassy twin loudly decided, clearly to taunt you, before making her way to get the box, strainer, pot, and necessary big spoon for the endeavor. Forcing you to helplessly follow on all fours as before, but this time as you shouted into her ass and fruitlessly thrashed in your bindings.
Laughing as she set up the stove, Tonicha clenched her cheekson your head even though she didn't even need to.
"Sorry-Not-Sorry, bro." She taunted. "Should have made out with my ass when I gave you the chance. Now, you're gonna suffer!"
The resulting scream of defiance you let out only vibrated and tickled her ass, and soon enough, after around 20 minutes (time for the water to boil + the 8-12 for the pasta to cook with proper stirring) the dish was done. Piping hot and ready to be eaten, and knowing Tonicha she'd prefer to eat it right out of the pot given current circumstances.
She took a deep breath of the cheesy goodness, moaning in delight.
"Oh, that smells GOOD and gas giving, don't ya think Dan?" She asked, knowing she wouldn't get an answer. Partly because you were face first, duct tapped, and ears deep in her ass. Partly because all you COULD smell right now was the sweaty, unwashed, shit and taco scented crevice that was her ass crack.
Regardless, you uttered as much of a protest as you could in your bound state.
"MMMPPHHHH!" You shouted.
"Yeah, you're right, better start before it gets cold." Tonicha said taking her spoon and dredging up a sizable glob of cheesy pasta shells.
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