THE BOSSES GASSY PUNISHMENT-

THE BOSSES GASSY PUNISHMENT-

He entered the room, locking it. You were just sitting down, as he sat at his desk facing you, his ass spreading in the smart trousers.

"You know why I called you in here?" He said as he sneakly got his hand to his fly of his trousers. "You need to know, you need to stop being an imbocile to the other men at the office" He started to slowly unzip his trousers, you, oblivious of what's coming.

The boss then finished unzipping as he stared at you. He then stood up, and eased his trousers down to his knees, his ass, was huge.

"Thank god, finally."

He screwed up his face and pushed. Ppppppprrrrtttttt. A huge fart rolled out of his boxer shorts.

PPPPPPPRRRRTTTTTT! PPRTttt!

They came on coming life a typhoon as he slowly turned around shaking his butt and pushing out eggy farts, as your bosses ass was slowly nearing where you were sitting.

He ended with a loud PARP!!!! In your face. Rotten eggs and broccoli were smelt fast in your nostrils. He turned his head, a sly smile appearing on his face.

"Oh, how I loved that!" As he walked backwards edging his ass to your face. "There's a lot more where that came from....speaking of which-" he got his hand, grasped his ass cheek, pulled it to one side "Here it comes!" and PPPPRrrrttttttTTT! Another one of his farts leaked out onto your face.

His ass was now in your face. His boxers had a sweat patch appearing in the middle as he turned, you took a breath, happy.

He stared down. "You know now, that you should never mess with the men in this office block or-" he cocked up his leg and a little gas came flooding out. He points down at his huge pulsating ass "This will happen again, and we'll, there's a lot more ways to make you smell every little morsel of gas it pours out."

He then thinks for a minute.

He slowly walks over, pulling up his trousers and zipping them up.

He makes you lie down. " There's nowhere else to go except in here, with me" He slowly spreads his legs as you look up. And says " let's give you a little taster for what I mean by different ways."

He dropped fast blocking every clean smell except shit and gas and sweat.

"Breathe this in, I've got a little bit of work to do, so I hope-"

pPPRRRTtttttttttttttttttttt!!!!!! A huge landed on your face, making you slowly faint.

He shakes his ass, as he slowly unsid his trousers and boxers and saying "well he won't mind if do this, now will here!" As he unleashed another typhoon of unstoppable gas into your open limp mouth. He grunts as he releases all of it ontop of you.

Looking for a gassy man living in north east England willing to give me the time of my life worshipping his ass produce, Gas and solid.

(Preferably round Durham area)

The fart sofa -

As they all sat on the new provided sofa, Jason the left side let a huge wet one rip. He shuffled around afterwards to get comfortable.

Alex in the middle, smelt the air as he looked at Mike on the right, he then leant over, Mike spotting this and PPPPPPPPHHhHHrryytttt! Mike sniffed it up as he as well let one rip.

‘This feels so good!’

He let another rip this time, timing it right as Jason on the other side let one rip simultaneously at the same time. The air around them started to stink as the three men sat stirring in their gases. A mix of beef stroganoff and rotten onion permeated through the room and even the house.

As they watched the clips on Alex’s phone, he remembered what the new sofa had. He almost forgot. He flicked a switch on his phone from an app named ‘Fart filtration 2.0 Human edition’ As he switched it holes appeared through the material as your face and body was now more at the mercy of the three gentleman than before.

All of them looking into the holes as you looked back at the three men who would give you their asses for one reason. FARTS. As they looked, the pattern shirted man sat down on the whole right near your face, you heard unbuttoning and his trousers slay were pulled down revealing two globes of ass. The two others grew shocked as....

SSSSSS -SSpPpPhHhhHRrrRtTtT!!!

A wet sounding ripple burst out of Jason’s cheeks.

‘Damn that felt good!’ His face changed for a minute. ‘Not finished yet!!’ He pushed and his ass exploded with tow to three farts, it feeing for you like an almighty fart of just one.

‘You should really try this’ said Jason as his ass and dick flopped as he moved out the way. Alex, the one on the right undid his trousers too and pulled down his Calvin Klein boxers. He hesitated looked down at you.

‘Just to warn ya, I had a curry last night!’ He then spun round as you were greeted to a hairy ass, much bigger than his buddies before. His buddy sat next to him, let one rip too. They both stared over at each other as they both concentrated letting a shovel baritone sound serenade the sofa as-well as your face.

‘How did you not tell us bout’ this earlier!’ The two friends looked at their buddy. He shrugged. And sat down on one of the three holes and let a tiny one rip which stank up the chamber you were in straight away. The other buddy sat on the remaining hole and you were now trapped into the storage unit of sorts your body was in.

The three buddies looked at each other and strained.

Ppppphhhrrttttt! The first fart!

Ssssgggghrt! The second and the last...

PPpPpPpPppPpPpPppPpPptrRRrRtTtTtTtTt!!!!!

They all look at each and laugh. He pulls out his phone and goes back to watching videos. They all just sat there, letting rip as they watched and they’d be there for a long time to come.

Dad's Fume slave (Part one)-

His eyes looked at you as he shoved his ass cheeks onto your face. The jeans imprinted on your face as he grinded your face.

'This new law is amazing!'

The new government had recently passed a law stating 'All older males or superiors can use their gas to enhance the lowers of the males (eg. The younger etc.) to become more submissive.' So by this law, it started slowly with bosses on male workers, then Headmasters and male teachers having a farting session on male students at late night one to one's. Now though, it started through our fathers to their sons.

Your father let out a huge rippling fart, and got off.

'You will need to get ready for more than that, son' as he unzipped his trousers in front of you and sat down on your face again, releasing another gas expulsion onto your face.

'Eat this, son'

A large rumbling was heard when...

PpoPppPHhtttrttr!

Gffffppttttt!

Pppppsspspspsp!!!!

He gasped and pushed as he got his ass off your face, he then looked down, at you.

'You're doing much better, than, I imagined.' he then thought of an idea. 'As you can't be everywhere, really, whenever i.... You know, fart, in thinking of making a harness. Would you like that?'

His hands made their way to his boxers, pulling them down, revealing a fat, uncut ass, hair coming from the middle.

Pppphhhrrtttt.

'Sorry for that.' He then started to ease his ass down, spacing his cheeks out, as far as they went. You scream, and as your mouth opens, he slams his asshole right on-top of it.

His asshole slowly opened, releasing a mouthful of about 4 farts one by one.

'Enjoy your new gas. Imagine this, in your gas provider, providing your body with as much gas, as I can to make you survive.'

He then started to fart and fart and fart.

The last words, you can remember, was 'My ass will be your forever home soon!'

He then released a little fart, well a 30 second one, that puffed up your mouth.

'Enjoy that toxic methane... Son!'

The Driving instructor's gas-

He squeezed out a barrage of gas as your face, was grinded on below his smart trousers.

'This is what you get for not listening to your driving instructor. An open mouth full of man gas.'

You then heard rumbling from up above as...

'Youre in trouble-'

He released an SBD, surrounding your nostrils and open mouth. Your senses filled with the smell of cabbage and open sewage.

'should have warned you bout' the curry last night.'

You then heard him pull up, and stop the car.

He got off and swapped seats, to look at you. The car was in an clearing, shrouded in deep woodland. A place that wouldn't be seen by any passing transport or pedestrian.

Your driving instructor looked at you, with a sly smile, as he put his hand on the bulge that potruded from his smart tight trousers.

'You did really well. Didn't faint. Not like the last man, I did it too.'

He came closer to your face. You felt his breath on yours as in a second,a loud BUuuuRrrrPppp erupted into your face.

'Soz' he says as he lounges back, spreading his legs. He then squeezed his face, concentrating fully as he let out PPPPHHHRRTTTT. Pjyrt. Sssssddddd.

Every fart, and expulsion let out lingered in the car, as he ooohhhed and ahhhhed, his way through every little one to the ones that rocked the car.

* * *

You woke up later, still in the car, sill the smell of rotten cabbage filled the air. You turned around to see the tutor lying there asleep. You were helpless.

You then realised. Keys. I need the keys. Only bad thing is, the Keyes are in his pockets. You risked it and moved closer, not noticing the tutors eyes slowly ooen as he smiled.

All of a sudden, he grabbed you and pushed your face into his crotch area.You tried to scream, but your mouth only opened, not releasing anything. The print of his dick, pressing into your open mouth.

' Hope you're enjoying my dick, down there, friend' you struggled, but to no appeal.

'lets see if you and my friend can become more than friends'

above you, the tutor, undid his trousers, and slid then down to his knees, he then released and forty second monster of a fart, that burned your mouth.

'Though I would give you some help, also don't mean to brag, but my dicks too good for you,you'll have to settle for my ass.'

Bbrryyyyttytyt!

You now knew, that there was no escape, as the tutor laughed as you were made to receive a real man's gaseous expulsions.

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