I Want My Face To Be A Gaming Chair For A Cute, Pretty Guy For Hours. Absolutely Butt Naked And Has The

I want my face to be a gaming chair for a cute, pretty guy for hours. Absolutely butt naked and has the case of swampass. Like,,, he'll just sweat, binge eat whatever or drink something while both of my arms and legs are spread and tied to each side of the bed so that I don't get myself off at all. Maybe I did cum untouched. Maybe I didn't until last minute. And he's just sitting on top of me while my nose is being destroyed with each putrid "PFFFBBRBRBBBBT". His sweat and ass musk fucking reeks. It just feels steamy and my face is overall getting hotter by the minute. He even forces me to take his farts down my throat so that when he is in a call with his friends, they don't question him. Hopefully they don't hear me gagging on it. Or moaning of pure bliss.

Bonus: Anytime he rips ass and his controller vibrates, he presses it against my clit to tease me and make me whine.

realistically, i wouldn’t bother people w my smells- at least i try not to.

but god, being the gross classmate. people sit away from me, the teacher knows and lets them keep their distance. you’re new in the class and see me sitting alone, despite nonverbal warnings from your new classmates, you sit right next to me. i watch as your face turns before you gain control and give me a stiff grin. i shrug, thinking it’s my smell that’s just disgusting you- silently, you’re dying inside with how much you’re enjoying it.

i haven’t showered in more than a week, i pick my nose and either eat it or wipe it on the table, my stained sweatpants have fallen halfway down my ass- revealing even more smells. i push out muffled gas into my padded seat- the one with skid marks left on it. — i hardly notice how you’ve squeezed your legs together, or your teasing comments made with a blush.

the windows are kept open in the class, the teacher has air fresheners on- i am evidently the reason. you’re probably isolated for just sitting with me, people make rumors that you don’t have a sense of smell at all- still, you get closer. rubbing my belly at times, giving me spicy snacks- making little comments that only make me fart in response.

give in, let me be a slob at your will.

Okay holy shit… I managed to learn how to upload audio on mobile (Thank you CloudFountain), so here’s my Thanksgiving farts, a portion of them.. I never fart like this Unless it’s after a huge meal, which is what I had (not to mention about three gallons of milk). Still, even with that these were fucking huge, you probably shouldn’t expect anything like this until next Thanksgiving (Or maybe Christmas) Happy whatever it is you’re celebrating

——————————————- Okay, here it *finally* is. I just started and audio is already late… Sorry for the wait! If you still can’t listen, try using desktop

One Weirdo Tip for a Flat Belly

Umm it must have been years since I last posted here… I wrote and published a scat fetish story, but I dont think it did so well. I didn’t work on this for 2 years just for it to be passed by, so I’m posting it here in case someone will enjoy it. It’s my first attempt so it might not be great, just a warning in advance!

CW: Fat talk, male subject, belly deformation, belly massage, stuffing, scat, farting, burping

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another one from last night

[PFFFVTRPLTPLRLRPLTPLRPRLLRPRLLRPRLPTLRPTPLRVVPRLTPLTRPRLVVVVVVRRRRRTTTTTTT!!!!]

Sephiroth lifted xyr right cheek and unleashed a rippling, splatter-sounding fart. It sounded so wet, it was impossible to think all that came out was air, but it was. Sephiroth slumped xyr thick ass back on the bed and sighed loudly. Xe ran xyr fingers through xyr silky split bangs, xyr forehead dripping with sweat.

"Augh- dude, what the fuck!" said Zack. The dark-haired man was dead center in the blast zone. He could see some of Sephiroth's pillows ruffle and bounce from where they sat and waves in xyr sheets created by the wind.

Zack clasped his nose shut, the smell of moldy cheese and hot garbage tainting the walls of his mouth and nostrils. He breathed out. "Gaia, how are you so fucking gassy? I'm lactose intolerant and I've never smelled or… let out a thing like this." Zack's eyes fluttered as they welled up. Sephiroth's farts were like staring into each and every layer of an onion.

"I'm lactose intolerant, too, Zack." Sephiroth arched up xyr knees and put xyr hands by xyr sides. "Well, not by a lot. It's just those white cheeses." Xe scratched xyr wet forehead and leaned forward.

[VVVVVVLOOLRORLLRORPORLRLORORPOROORORORLRORARPAPAPRRARPARAPARAPRAPRPARPRAPRAPRAOARRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPLLLLLLLTTTTTTTTTT!!!!]

Sephiroth clenched their teeth, feeling the sensitive skin of their asshole sputter and stretch with horrible gas. Their pillow fell and their sheets rippled. Zack jumped from his seat at the disgusting motor sound and stared as his partner farted uncontrollably.

When they stopped, they looked exhausted. Their arms and legs slumped down, as did their head and neck. Their hair, now frizzy after being caught into two monstrous farts, drooped around their tired body like a long veil.

Zack could hear their trembling breath. He could've sworn he could make out their heartbeat, too, had his ears not hurt so much. "I'm honestly a little jealous, but... I'm not gonna say anything cuz I know you're in-" Zack paused to give an awkward chuckle. "-a lot of pain, buddy."

The air was impossibly sour, so much so that it stung. Zack was scared to swallow any saliva while he could taste Sephiroth's reeking ass. It was also so humid, Zack could feel a moisture build up on his skin. The sleeves that engulfed the partners' armpits immediately became damp.

The General turned their head to the younger SOLDIER. "Thank you for your sympathy, Zack." Their voice was hoarse. It must be the smell.

[PRRAAAVVVVIIIIIIIIRRRRROOOPLOOPLPLOPLOLLOLSHHHHHHHOOOORRROOOOAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPTPTPPTPPTPPT!!!]

Sephiroth kicked up his long leg and unleashed another ripper. This one was launched across his room and slowly started to spread out. What hadn't made it to the other side stayed with his other massive clouds of gas. Sephiroth looked to his side, fanning his face. Zack reeled back and followed suit. The younger man's scalp was drizzled in sweat.

"Holy shit…" he said. "No more cheesy pasta for you, man." Zack rested his elbows on his knees and giggled.

"Like I'll ever," Sephiroth said, stubborn and sly. "I give up pasta and you give up grilled cheese and cereal."

"What? No way!" Zack leaned back in surprise.

"Angeal and I aren't letting you stink up our kitchen again."

"You stink up the kitchen all the time!! And the living room!" Zack waved his hands in front of himself.

"I'm not listening to that. You have worse lactose intolerance than I and take full advantage of it."

Zack crossed his strong arms and pouted. "Whatever. You're not any better if you keep eating cheese."

"I guess we'll call it even then." Sephiroth gave Zack a smirk, their green eyes shimmering.

"Suuuuure," said Zack, rolling his eyes. Rolling them made sure he wouldn't get too flustered looking into Sephiroth's.

My favorite thing right now, I just can’t stop thinking about scenarios like this, where someone is super gassy but completely unashamed so whenever the feel the need they just push it out without worrying about the sound or smell and when the inevitable happens and they shart they just keep pushing like it’s just a fart, completely unbothered by the growing pile of shit in their underwear before continuing to go about their day

NEVER SAW THIS. Going insane about this for a moment! Do you think they'd keep pushing for relief or for their own entertainment? If Entertainment, imagine them rubbing their ass against something only to release a killer bubbler that lasts a minute long leaving a stain in the underwear they're wearing. Oh God, what if they do it for relief only ,, lifting their leg and releasing whatever was trapped inside no matter the circumstances of it being shit or not. It makes their seat rumble each time and they just moan happily as If they didn't just shit themselves. (Or damn near close to it)