Kinda Wanna Be Fed A Full Can Of Baked Beans Washed Down With Cream Before Being Taken To A Fast Food

kinda wanna be fed a full can of baked beans washed down with cream before being taken to a fast food restaurant to be stuffed

i’ll already have squirming, aching, bloated insides by the time you have me waddled into the restaurant, and my forehead will be tinged with sweat from the combination of being so heavy, and the growing gas bubbles inside me.

my feeder sits me down at a table - i don’t fit in the booths, the metal chairs barely hold up under my weight, and my wide rear spills over each side, but it’s a place to rest and rub my angry belly.

soon my feeder is back with two laden trays, and i greedily stuff fries in my mouth with sausage fingers despite the ache in my gut. handfuls go down, and i’ve finished one flimsy cardboard container before i reach for a burger. the first greasy bite has been stuffed down my gullet and i belch through the mouthful as a college-age girl from a few tables over gives me a dirty look.

i eagerly chew another oversized bite of the burger in my chipmunk cheeks as the surprise gas works its way down and out of me in a purring, short toot.

“excuse me,” i manage, mouth full, but the last word is drowned out by a louder, building groan of a fart works its way out of my enormous ass, echoing loudly off the vinyl seat.

“oh, good piggy,” my feeder grins, leaning in. “i bet that felt really good, didn’t it, baby?” i nod eagerly as they pick up the burger and push it toward my eager mouth. “the less gas you have in that tummy, the more room for calories. and we want calories, don’t we piggy?” i confirm by pushing out a purring fart. i can’t bring myself to care about the other disgusted diners and staff, it just feels too good.

I am desperately trying to stay focused at work but my mind keeps fantasizing about eating someone out and I try to come up for air but they just grab the back of my head and push me back down.

"You don't need more air, I got some for you down where you belong" they say to me as they rip a bubbly fart with my face so close to their ass. They groan with relief as the smell hits me and I start to choke on the rotten egg stink.

"Oh there's plenty more where that came from and you're gonna be down there all night, darling." I hear above me as they use their grip on my hair to direct me and my tongue like their toy. I am open and dripping at the thought of taking all their gas and making them feel good for as long as they want.

i want to fart so loud and so much that you have to turn up the tv to hear our movie over the groaning of my ass

So imagine a character who is super gassy to the point where they don't bother holding it in and just let loose cause they've put up with it for so long.

This of course causes problems with work cause everyone finds it super distracting, so after a series of complaints the boss moves them to the other side of the office where they're a bit more isolated to allow the others to work better.

The charcter of course loves this and seeing as their co workers take every measure to come to their cubicle as little as often, most days go by without anyone coming to see them and so they see absolutely no reason to hold back now, where some nights they'll eat some extra greasy/spicy food to make them bloated and even more gassy for the next day where they'll just happily rip fart after fart in their little area and stink out the whole office.

One particular day they've taken a few minutes off of work to push out some particularly long echoing farts when they suddenly feel something other than gas press against thier hole.

Their location means they've been put furthest from the bathroom for whatever reason, so they quickly get up cause they don't think they'll last much longer.

However, when they stand a long bellowing fart is forced out of them, causing them to lean forward on their desk for support as they grunt and moan a little until they're done, only they can barely get out a small sigh of relief before another one is tearing through them,happily pushing it out to get some relief from their bloated gut, forgetting why they even stood up until the fart ends rather wetly and definitely left more than gas in their pants.

Before they can make a move though a series of small wet farts has them letting out a strained groan and suddenly they're filling their pants with their shit.

No matter how hard they try to stop thenselves it just keeps coming out so they surrender themselves to the inevitable and bend down over their desk and let out a small moan until it's over.

They hope then to make a quick run to the bathroom because they're definitely not done, but another wet fart has a second log of shit quickly joining the first and as before they cant stop it, so give up entirely and just start pushing, filling their pants with a couple more logs of shit, punctuated with long wet farts, until they're finally done, surprised the sheer amount of it is even contained in their pants still.

The smell is rancid and there's no way they can face their colleagues now, even if they heard and could smell what has happened, so they resign themselves to carefully sitting back in their chair to wait until everyone's collective lunch break to clean themselves up, still blasting out a few farts over the next few hours and pushing out a couple more small logs into their pants, swearing off of eating anything bad for them for the next month.

Me and my friend were playing Mario Kart because we were bored and they said, “Whoever wins gets to do whatever they want to the other person” and of course I agreed because I just had deviled eggs and I was so gassy. I won so I sat on her face and farted on her for a long time, ooo baby I loved the way she squirmed under my ass gagging because of how bad my gas was. After 30 minutes she gave up, so I removed my pants, and farted on her with only my underwear on. I was eating these cheese Pringles while sitting on her and ughhh it just made it worse, I love being lactose intolerant. I made her sniff my ass and rub my stomach while I gassed her pretty little face ugh it felt so fckn good. Mmm my farts were so wet and bubbly her poor little nose just couldn’t contain it.