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发表于 2021-8-6 10:42:31
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This story contains yuri and fart fetish content. Read at your own discretion.
Priya...was not in a good mood today. Right now, she was sitting down with one of her employees to reprimand him for his behavior. She has received multiple complaints of this man slacking on the job,harassing his fellow employees, and was an open pervert towards his female employees. And needless to say...
“I don’t get it, boss lady. How am I the bad guy here? I haven’t done anything wrong!”
… He was really testing Priya’s patience.
“Ugh… Chris, I don’t think you understand the full berth of your situation.” Priya said, doing everything in her power to maintain her composure. “Everyone is getting sick of your behavior.”
“Whaaaat? I was just trying to show them my love! What’s wrong with that?”
“You groped our employee’s bottoms like they were rubber balls! That is not okay!”
“Hey, it’s not my fault they wear tight skirts or jeans! They were just asking to be touched!”
Priya...has officially reached her limit with this man. It became painfully clear that words alone weren't going to help reign his behavior in. That is why...she decided to take drastic measures.
And if this didn’t work, then Priya would have no other choice but to fire this chauvinistic man.
“Ugh… Chris, I didn’t want it to have to come to this...but you’ve left me with no choice.”
“What? Are you gonna fire me or something?” Chris replied, smirking at his boss.
“No… I’ve got a far better punishment lined up for you.”
“Punishment? What?”
Priya didn’t respond to Chris right away. Instead, she stood up and started to walk towards the door.
“Come with me, Chris.” Priya said with a strict tone, which only seemed to amuse the unruly employee.
“And why would I do that?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.
“...”
Priya decided not to answer Chris’ question and left the office. As soon as she did, Chris was sucker punched by a raunchy odor hanging in the room, like rotting flesh doused in curdled milk. Chris couldn’t figure out where the terrible smell was coming from...but he didn’t want to stay in the office any longer. He bolted from his seat and followed Priya out.
“Oh? You were content with staying in my office. What changed your mind?” Priya asked, feigning any form of surprise, not that Chris noticed.
“Your office had some kind of gas leak that smelled terrible!” Chris exclaimed, waving his arms around dramatically.
“Hmm? Oh, yeah. That happens from time to time. It’s not a big deal.” Priya shrugged nonchalantly, much to Chris’ shock.
“Are you kidding me?! How the hell can you put up with such a terrible smell?!”
“I have my ways....”
Priya decided to end the conversation there, lest she start to rouse suspicion in Chris. After several moments of silence between the two, they arrived in front of a...closet?
“... What.” Chris deadpanned, not happy that he was dragged all this way to a closet, of all places. “Is this supposed to be a joke or something?”
Priya turned to Chris, barely able to suppress a smirk.
“If you think this is a joke, then you’ll have no problem stepping inside, right?”
“Whatever… Let’s get this over with so I can spend my precious time elsewhere.”
Feeling that nothing could go wrong, Chris stepped inside the closet.
“Alright, I’m in. What am I supposed to-”
As soon as Chris was inside, Priya pushed herself inside the closet, effectively sealing any chance for him to escape.
“H-hey, what the hell?! Why’d you lock us in here?!”
“Relax, Chris. This closet has an electronic lock. All I need to do is flash my key card and we can get out of here.”
“Then why aren’t you using it now?!”
“Isn’t it obvious?” Priya said, not losing her neutral expression. “This is part of your punishment.”
“... Really?”
Chris was...all kinds of confused. He was trying to figure out how being stuck inside a closet was supposed to be a punishment, but came up with nothing. But to him, being locked up with someone as hot as Priya wasn’t that bad.
“What, is my punishment supposed to be a glorified game of Seven Minutes in Heaven? Well, I don’t mind that at all~”
Feeling a sudden surge of confidence, Chris leaned towards Priya in an attempt to plant a kiss on her cheeks. Unfortunately, he was not prepared for what Priya had in store for him.
BBbbBBBbbBBRRRRrrrRRRLLLLLLLPPpPPppppPPppPPPVVVVBBBBRRRTTTT!!!
Scrunching her face, Priya’s ass belched out a loud, bubbly booty blast, flapping her wide, protruding cheeks. The sound alone disgusted Chris to no end. But when he was hit with the familiar dairy-scented fumes, he realized that the smell from before came from her.
“UGH! You...you disgusting little...eww!!”
The sheer disgust Chris felt made him lose balance and fall flat on his ass. Priya, who saw a good opportunity, quickly turned around and aimed her wide posterior at her suffering employee.
“You think that was bad? Wait until you get a taste of what I’m cooking-nngh…!”
bbbbBBBBbbbbvvvVVVVvvVVvvppPPppPPPppllltttt!!!
Priya’s pencil skirt rippled as another wave of bubbly gas attacked Chris’ senses, his eyes watering from the dairy-scented fumes.
“Hnngh… D-damn milk always gives me the FFFPPPppPPpppPpplllbbbbbhhhhtttt!! Oooh… The worst gas possible…”
“Goddamn, woman!” Chris exclaimed, pinching his nose. But that action did little good in mitigating the horrendous smell lingering in the closet. “What died in your ass!?”
“Oh, you know… Since I’m FFFPPPPLLLOOOOUURRRRTTT!! lactose intolerant, milk and I don’t have the bbbBBBbbBBBLLLLLLLPPPPPBBBBBHHHH!!! Best relationship… And, I PPPPFFFFRRRRRRBBBBBBT!! Drank a whole BBBRRTT-FFPPpppPPPppbbbhhhh! Carton… So, now… BBBRRRTT!! I’m just a BBBBVVVVUUURRRBBLLLLPPPPP!! Farting machine… bbbrrrrrUUUUUUUUURRRRRRBBBBBBBLLLLLLPPPPHHHHHHHH!!!”
The lowly employee was left hacking from the rapid torrent of dairy-powered stink. He had no idea that someone like Priya was capable of producing such a toxic odor. If he had to choose, he would rather stand around in a sewer than deal with this smell.
“Jesus! You’re vile, woman!”
Chris backed away as far from Priya’s noxious bottom as possible, only to bump against something...admittedly soft. He turned to find the source of the softness, only to be met with a smelly surprise.
BBBBBBBRRRRAAAAAAAPPPPPPPHHHHHHTTTTTTTTT!!
The sound of a blaring trumpet echoed through the cramped closet, causing Chris’ ears to ring. Along with the sound came a sharp breeze strong enough to blow his short black hair back. But that was the least of his problems.
The smell was similar to what Priya’s been dishing out, except something about it was...different. Chris couldn’t put his finger on what was different, but he knew...that it stunk.
“GOD! Did you fart again, boss lady?!”
“N-no, that was me…” a voice sounded. Though he could barely see in the dark closet, Chris recognized the meek voice.
“The secretary…?”
“‘The secretary’ has a name, you know. It’s Emily!” Priya chastised Chris, sending him a slight glare. Before this punishment began, Chris wouldn’t have batted an eye at his boss’ glare. But after enduring what accounted for a couple gallons of flatulence over the past few minutes, he felt a little intimidated.
“... R-right, Emily… But why is she here?”
“Isn’t it obvious? She’s here to help with your punishment.” Priya smirked, not-so-subtly wafting her faithful secretary’s fumes over to her. “And phew, is her gas fragrant today!”
“U-um, thank you, ma’am…~” Emily smiled, blushing from the praise. Of course, Chris tried to say something that was probably stupid, but then…
A new wave of milky stink slapped him in the face like a glove to the cheek.
PPPpppPPPBbbBBBbbbBBbbbbbrrrrrrrrrrrrrrpppppppppppppppppsssssss…~
The embarrassment Emily felt served as fuel for a putrid SBD to warm the seat of her pants, forcing Chris to choke on the fumes.
“URGH!” he gagged, covering both his nose and mouth. “That’s disgusting!”
“Hmm… I disagree! Emily’s farts are really something else! It helps that she ate the one thing that makes her toot like crazy!”
Just then, Priya came up with an idea to amp up the torture.
“In fact, why don’t you try and guess what Emily ate?”
Before Chris could respond to that, Priya quickly forced both of his arms down, then shoved his face inside Emily’s pants-clad ass, eliciting a gasp out of the secretary.
“Oooh…~”
VVVVvvvVVVvvvVVOOOOooooOOORRRRRRBbBBBbbbbbllltttt!!!
Toxic, dairy-scented gas bomb warbled out of Emily’s large ass, wobbling the fat mounds of meat. Chris groaned as the absurdly warm fumes glazed his face...which turned out to be a mistake because now he got a taste of how wretched Emily’s gas tasted.
And that was exactly what Priya was hoping for. The moment he opened his mouth, Priya pushed his face deeper in Emily’s bottom, his mouth perfectly aligned with the redhead’s anus.
“H-huh?!”
“Alright, Emily! Let it rip~”
“H-hhhngh…”
FFFFPPPLLLLBBB-BBBBRBRRRMMMPPPHH-BBBbbBbbBBBBRRRLLLPPHH-FFFPPppPPpppPLLLMMMMMRRRBBBbbBBBSSSSTTTTT!!!
Biting her lips from ecstasy, Emily forcefed Chris a chain of gross-sounding toots, with the last fart of the chain sounding especially wet. He was forced to taste every nasty bit of the rancid blasts, each one making him wish that he could fall unconscious just so that he doesn’t have to suffer anymore.
After having Chris ferment in the flatulence for a while, Priya released her grip on Chris’ head, allowing him to get whatever counted as fresh air in this bonafide hotbox.
“Well, Chris? Can you guess what Emily ate~?” Emily smirked at Chris, who shot a weak look at her.
“Is...is it chocolate?”
“Bingo! Right, Emily?”
“Y-yeah…” Emily meekly replied, rubbing the back of her head. “I-I can never refuse something as tasty as chocolate… A-and when I eat it, I get a little gassy…”
That sentence...made Chris snap. He was already sick of this unorthodox torture. And now that Emily was downplaying her flatulence, he was done.
“A little? A little?! Your fat ass is more like a chemical weapon!”
“H-hey…” Emily replied, getting a little offended at Chris’ remark towards her gas. “I-It’s not that-”
“No, shut up!” Chris snapped at Emily. “I’m done being forced to smell both of your rank asses! They’re so fat and smelly that it’s no wonder neither of you have boyfriends! Frankly, I’m surprised that you two were even allowed to-”
Thankfully, Chris wasn’t going to be able to keep on ranting because he was forcefully pushed on his back by an enraged Priya.
“Hey, what the-”
As soon as he looked up to his boss, he saw her giving him a glare that could kill him several times over.
“No one, and I mean no one insults sweet Emily and gets away with it.”
Without another word, Priya slammed her wide bubble ass on top of Chris' mouth. He could vaguely taste the residual fumes clinging on Priya’s pencil skirt. Meanwhile, Emily stood there, scared for Chris. She knew that Priya was very protective of her. And if anyone insulted her… Well, God have mercy on their noses.
“U-um… Miss Priya…?”
“Emily, wanna sit on his nose?” Priya gently asked her secretary. “I mean, he did just insult you, after all!”
“U-um… I don’t know…”
“Are you sure? Because I was thinking that if you did, I could…’treat’ you afterwards~”
Emily’s pale face ignited in a bright red blush from what Priya said. She knew exactly what she was implying when she said “treat”. It meant that she wanted to give her nose a nice, gentle gassing!
“I… W-well… I-I guess I can…”
Maintaining her strong blush, Emily stepped forward and planted her pant’s clat rear on Chris’ nose, who had been struggling to get away from Priya while they chatted, to no avail. And now, he had two fat asses that were primed and ready to fire.
“MMMRRRPPPHH!!! HHRRRMMMPPHH!!”
“Save it, Chris.” Priya deadpanned. “You brought this upon yourself-hhhhrrrrgghhh!!”
“Unnnngh…!!”
BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRBBBBBBBBBBLLLLLLLLLBBBBSSSSSS!!!
PPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRBBBBBBBOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPHHHH!!
It was a good thing that the closet they were in was soundproofed. Otherwise, anyone within a five-mile radius would have heard the two raucous bombs Priya and Emily fired. Even so, everyone in the office complex could definitely feel the intense vibrations emanating from the small closet. And the one at the apex of all of it was Chris, who was forced to endure every aspect of these farts, including the suffocating stench of milk and chocolate mixed together.
Chris didn’t even make it past ten seconds, for his consciousness faded. And after an astonishing minute and 20 seconds, both Priya and Emily moaned from relief after expelling gallons upon gallons of gas at once.
“Oh, god… I really needed that!” Priya said, leaning back from exhaustion.
“S-same here... “ Emily sighed in agreement.
“...”
“...”
“Once we recover, do you still want to get a whiff of my ass~?”
“Y...yeah, of course, Miss- … P-Priya…”
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