#Eggy farts

[lilsnifferman]

What can I say?

This TikToker is awesome. She's so down to earth and despite being an attractive woman, she doesn't hide the fact she loves the smell of her own farts. Even rancid ones! 🤩

Well all I can say, she has a good taste! She knows what's good. 👌😉

Does anyone else love their own brand as well? 😇

[cockdestroyer360]

I got them reeeeally stinky eggy farts rn, didn't know having sunny side up eggs can make em stink so bad, the avocado I had with it is surely not helping..💀

[eggyboyoart]

how 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 can i get on here guys? is this a safe space?

[englishflagcumrag]

a sad boy and a slightly less sad woman (they are the same person a few years apart)

[id: three watercolour-style digital drawings of a teenage boy and two of the same boy as an adult woman. he is white and skinny, with thick black hair falling over his eyes. one drawing depicts him in a long-sleeved, oversized red and black striped shirt, holding a red bass guitar with an anarchist "a" symbol drawn on it. one depicts him in the same shirt, with his arms crossed, red-faced and grinding his teeth angrily. one depicts him from the shoulders up, hunched over and frowning slightly, wearing a grey shirt. as an adult, she has long, thick, slightly wavy hair, with her fringe still long, though not covering her eyes. in one drawing she's smiling slightly, wearing thick black eyeliner and lipstick, an against me! hoodie covered partly by her hair, and a red tartan skirt. in the other, she's sitting down in profile, hunched over with her hands between her knees, wearing blue jeans and a dark red t-shirt. end id]

[facesittingnightmares]

Fart Symphony:

“Stop the whining! You trashed college property so now you must be punished accordingly. We don’t care if you were drunk, damage is damage!” Joshua in the dark blue shorts said in a stern tone as his two friends completed the fart circle. You took a deep breath but nothing could prepare you for what was to come.

“Fuck…take that fart slut!” The guy on the right laughed as a bassy boom erupted in his jeans. It was sulphuric and burnt your nostrils as you were forced to inhale it all or face worse punishment for getting of your knees. “How about this stinker?” The guy in the middle roared as a more wet sounding fart rushed out, immediately hitting you with force. This one didn’t burn as much but lingered in the air even after inhaling, smelling of old rotten food. “Hope you enjoy this bomb fart face!” Joshua groaned as he squeezed his fists and released a simple puff like fart lasting all of one second. “Fu…fuck..that’s the worst!” You gagged as the power of Joshua’s lactose intolerance was revealed. It drained you to the point of not having energy to get up even if you wanted to.

“Okay fart sniffer, time for the real fun to begin! We’ve kinda perfected this tactic we call the ‘Fart symphony’. We will all fart at the same time, allowing our unique sounds and smells to destroy you mentally!” The words send a shiver down your back as you can’t imagine taking all three at once. A few minutes pass before you hear the squeak of the middle guys fart. A few seconds pass, and the lingering smell of rotten food makes your eyes water. Then Joshua adds bass with his sudden fart. The impact of his fart makes your gag worse, with the centre farter still blasting his wet sounding gas stream at you. Now, the guy on the right joins in and hits you with his nostril melting gas. “Ple…please..sto..” You pleads are cut off as Joshua blasts again to add bass. Eye watering stench, nostril burning stench, and energy draining stench all at once. You start to get light-headed, and your vision gets blurry, but what you can make out horrifies you. The three fart doms seemed to be stripping to their bare asses, ready to start another symphony on your face.

“I’ll start this time guys!” Joshua laughs as he lets out an echoing fart, now fully free from his shorts it seemed to have more bass and deep eggy scent that forced your brain to reawaken you. A second fart from Joshua made you completely unable to move due to fatigue, even your breathing becoming shallow huffs. Then the brassy sulphuric gas of the right farter poured out, burning even more now as your nostrils were exposed to the full power. Finally, the middle farter showed his full power and let rip a ten second spluttering wet fart that made the air moist and amplified the existing scent. During the ten seconds, the other two continued to join in until they heard your limp pale body hit the ground.

"Serves the little fart face right for destroying college property!" Joshua laughs as he and the others keep farting the rest of the night.

[guywhowatches]

You felt a strange amount of excitement and worry as you were dragged into the house by your hook-up. You didn't know much about him, as you'd only met him that night, but you were excited nonetheless. At first you were worried about talking to him, as he was standing alone in the night club seemingly texting someone. However, you were so glad you did, as he seemed very glad to meet you and was willing to go back to your house to chat, and hopefully get something else out of it.

Once you got inside, you offered to go up to your room, and he thankfully agreed. As you walked up the stairs together, you couldn't help but admire him from behind. You truly felt as though you'd struck gold with him, as he was quite the bombshell, with a large ass that stuck out like a sore thumb. You just couldn't help but get excited. Once you got to the room, you opened the door and showed him inside.

"Make yourself at home." You said, trying to set a good impression on him. He looked back at you and smiled gleefully.

"Gladly" He said, sitting down on the bed. You followed up and sat down next to him. You put your hand on his leg, trying to make the first move on him. You were about to start attempting to pull down his pants when suddenly, you were interrupted by a loud-

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You jumped at the loud noise that vibrated around the room. You looked at your hook-up who had a slightly relaxed look on his face. You were about to question him, when suddenly the stink of rotten eggs entered your nose, causing you to cough. You took your hand of his pants and wafted the air around you.

"Ahh, just making myself at home, like you said. And it's like they say: Better out than in." He said, glancing over at you, with a smile, unaffected by the smell. You coughed again, a little confused by this reaction, but trying to overlook it.

"Uhh... it's fine, now where we?" You said, wanting to change the subject, as the smell was quite unpleasant. He smiled back and leaned over towards you, tilting his ass to the side, and you leaned in towards him with a smile, beginning to close your eyes.

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Your eyes shot open again, to see him straining with a smile. You lurched back a little, but it was too late. A stronger smell of eggs filled the room, causing you to gag.

"Oops, must've been the eggy salad I had for lunch." He stated with a chuckle, and almost no hint of shame. It was starting to become a problem now, as the stink was really beginning to kill the mood for you, yet you still felt tempted to press on.

"Uhh, yeah sure. Why don't you just try to hold it in, ok? Let's not spoil the moment." You then tried to slowly lean in to kiss him, but felt a hand suddenly pressing against your face. You opened your eyes to him holding you back, with a smirk.

"I've got a better idea, close your eyes and lie down on the bed." You felt your heart skip a beat, but you weren't going to miss on an opportunity like this, so you did as he asked. As you lay there, you suddenly felt a large weight on you, getting you more excited. However, there was a strange musky smell that accompanied it, that was too rank not to notice. Had he seriously farted again?

You opened your eyes to take a peek and were met with his giant ass just a few inches away from your face. His pants were pulled down, showing off his tight underwear.

"What are you doi-"

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You were cut off by a strong blast that you swore made the fabric of his pants vibrate. Taking the stink at point blast was no easy feat. You felt yourself gagging and tried to get up away from it. However, he had you completely pinned down, as he was seemingly rather heavy. All you could do was try to turn your head away and pray for the smell to disperse.

"Whew, that one was begging to come out, wouldn't you agree?" He said above you, chuckling ominously.

"What is wrong with you, why are you doing this?" You begged, hoping this was all just his idea of a sick joke.

"Well, you see, my boyfriend is always going on and on about how I fart too much and how bad it stinks." Wait, did he just say boyfr-

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Another booming fart blasted into my face (and nose), cutting off your train of thought.

"Even though, it's his fault for taking me to get eggy food so often, as I've told him before that it gives me the worst gas." He sure wasn't kidding about his gas being the worst. "But, I love him too much to put him through that, yet I just have so much fun letting it out onto such a comfy cushion like you. Now take a deep sniff of this next one." There was a playful yet threatening tone to his voice, that scared you. Before you could object, another large blast came from his rear.

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How did he have so much gas? At least you had a tiny bit of protection, between your face and his ass. Unfortunately, he then proceeded to grab the waistband of his pants, and pull them down, giving you a full uncensored view.

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With no protection between your face and his ass, you could feel your hair blow back a little. The foul stench was even worse.

"Phew, I think I'm definitely going to need to take a fat shit after I'm done." He said, almost gleefully. "I used to use my boyfriends bathroom, but he would get so annoyed that I kept clogging it, so it's easier for me to use the hook-ups one every time. Speaking of which, I hope you've got a plunger. After I'm done in there, it won't be a pretty sight, because I had a big lunch." He exclaimed laughing.

Hearing this somehow made you even more terrified. He wouldn't do that to you, would he? Also, other hook-ups? He's done this before? Strangely to you, hearing that felt like the most demeaning part of this whole experience.

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Well, perhaps make that the 2nd most.

"Well, I think I'm nearly done. I just want to thank you for being such a good fart sniffer. My boyfriend will be so pleased. Now then, let's finish this off, shall we?" You were so glad to hear it was almost over, as you wasn't sure your nose could take it anymore.

"Seeing as how you're too pinned down to pull my finger, I guess I'll do it myself. Are you ready?" No, you really weren't. But it didn't matter, as you saw him lift up his arm, and pull his own index.

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The onslaught of gas that followed was booming. It bounced off the walls, rattling your skull. Not to mention the hideous eggy smell that replaced every last molecule of clean oxygen in the room. It was too much and you felt yourself pass out.

As you lay there, unconscious, your 'hook-up' lifted himself off you and pulled his pants back up.

"Thanks for spending the evening with me, this was fun." He said with a smile, looking down at you. He then turned around and headed out the room, directly towards the bathroom to create presumably an even bigger stink than in here.

As disgusted as you were, one certain thought crossed your mind before fully passing out. You'd never be going back to that club.

[keep-me-warm-please]

���Thanks for peeling this,” he commends before taking a bite of his beef jerky

You look over as he takes a bite of his Slim Jim. He takes this opportunity to flash a wide grin. If you didn’t know better you would think it looked like a predator flashing the oppressive white of its teeth at its prey. You tried to keep your composure, but he was on a mission to make you submit; test the waters of your new confession.

When you initially told him about your fart fetish he laughed. It wasn’t until the embarrassment of your seriousness that he knew you weren’t lying.

“Is that why you love eating my ass,” he teased. You were too shy to elaborate in the moment so he left you alone. Walking away with an amused grin. You could tell it humored him. That someone so proper, so clean and hygienic would want to worship his unwashed farting asshole. You figured since he never brought it up again he wasn’t interested.

The lingering scent of his last emission hung thick in the air. Even if you didn’t want to sniff it there was no escaping the eggy, meaty stench. He took another bite of his snack. His smile fading slightly. Now just a casual cocky grin, his eyes on the road,

“Am I living up to your fantasy,” he prods. He relaxes in his seat slightly and you expect another toot to escape.

He side eyes you as he shifts, and chuckles; there was no fart. He’s laughing at your anticipation. He’s testing your desperation. How bad do you want it? Bad enough to look down and observe the way his thighs sink into his seat.

“Umm..” you drone out softly distracted and unsure of what to say. The vulnerability from revealing such a shameful secret leaves you embarrassed. What do you say?

“Does it smell good,” he asks in a joking tone. You can tell there’s a sense of genuine curiosity too.

“Cause fuck I think it reeks in here.” His smile grows wider as he speaks. His words re clearly riling up something inside of you. You’re clenching your thighs together and stifling your breathing.

He takes a small bite of his beef jerky and then sets it down in the cup holder again. For the first time since getting on the highway he looks at you, really looks at you; not a glance or a side eye. You look back at him, and the nervousness in your stomach must’ve translated to your face because you watch his smile soften. His humor shifts to compassion and you watch as he reaches a hand over to your shoulder. He squeezes your shoulder and moves it over to the back of your neck.

“If you want me to stop baby. I won’t tease you.”

“I’m fine, it smells great, you’re exceeding my fantasies,” you blurt out awkwardly hoping to diffuse the tension. His face softens again. You know this look. It’s a look of mock sympathy, a condescending snarl that makes you feel smaller than you are. It’s the look he gives you when he teases you with his fingers, and his tongue and whatever else he can torture you with. It’s the look he gives you after he makes you cum. Your awkwardness turns back to being flustered as you realize now he has no intent of showing you mercy, and then you hear it: another deep rumble from his seat. This one is longer and wetter than the others, but is almost fully muffled by the seat.

“I’m glad you’re doing fine, and I’m glad I could exceed your fantasies,” he teases, squeezing your neck before letting go and picking up his Slim Jim. Oh god, you’ve created a monster, and oh god, does it smell. You feel your face cringe as the smell hits you. It’s thick and meaty, and you can tell by the way his stomach gurgles as he takes a bite of his beef jerky and the sigh he lets out its far from over.

You’re barely two hours into a 12 hour roadtrip and he’s already filled the car with the faintest stench of ass. Even as you try not to pick it up every inhale is traced with him. He’s finished his snack, and his hand has made its home back on your thigh. His silence leaves you on edge. You’re constantly anticipating what he is going to do or say next, it’s killing you. You want to talk about the pretty wildflowers or the shape of the clouds, but you’re shocked into silence, awaiting his next move. He can see the anticipation on your face he’s marveling in the silent submission he’s locked you in with nothing but his gas. You go for the next thirty minutes in silence. Every now and again he’ll squeeze your thigh playfully, but his eyes remain on the highway.

It’s almost a relaxing ride, it could be a comfortable silence if it wasn’t so charged. There is a peace in the air, along with some other things, until his hand squeezes your thigh tight enough you have to stifle a whimper. You quickly look over at him and he spreads his legs and rips a poot. You go to turn away in response, but he grabs your arm and pulls you closer.

“Where are you going baby? Come here, take off your seatbelt.”

“What,” you ask confused and shocked at his rough insistence.

“Take off your seatbelt,” he repeats in a darker tone. Your neck prickles at his assertive tone but you can’t give in that easy.

“No, we’re on the highway, y-“

“Take it off Princess, that’s not a question.” He moves his hand down to unclick your seatbelt, but you quickly maneuver your fingers down before he can get to it.

“What do you want?” You try to muster as much attitude as you can but you sound just as weak as you feel. Then you watch as his hand hovers over your body and moves to the back of your neck. You can feel the warmth of his hand before it even makes contact with you.

“Sniff this for me,” he says pulling your neck over the console. Defying all reason you follow his control without second thought and place your nose at the inseam of his pants, and sniff.

“Good girl,” he says stroking your hair as you inhale deeply. You feel his dick bounce against your cheek as it throbs from your proximity.

“Good girl,” he says again, almost in a moan, “It was starting to stink in here.”

[sulfursmells]

Test Drive

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A loud bassy rip exited the Austin’s ass into the seats of the car. Adding onto the already deadly aroma of the car. I walked into the dealership hoping to get a car only to find out that I was short a few hundred. I was devastated but Austin here made a deal with me. If I took him on a test drive and managed to make it through without cracking the windows, exiting the car or passing out he’ll give me a discount so I could get the car. I accepted immediately thinking it would be easy, how wrong I was? Immediately after setting foot into the car, I heard a low pitched sound akin to a deflecting balloon. I looked over at Austin to see a huge grin on his face as a burnt rubber eggy smell hit my senses. I coughed and gagged wondering how something so small could smell so bad. “Come on we got a whole drive to complete” Austin said eagerly with a sly grin. Every few seconds experience another rip from Austin of varying sizes, some small others big always deadly. At a stop light he said he dropped something I got the back seat moving half his body into the back seat his ass right next to my face. He then ripped on of his biggest fart

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It was loud and devastating, slightly fogging up the windows of the car. Making my gag and my vision to go slightly blurry. “Ahhhh come on we’re almost there just a little more. “ Austin says turning on the heat to amplify his stink.

“Just a little more” I thought to myself attempting to drown out the sound of constant bombs being dropped. We finally turn into the dealership, still coughing happy that this torture was finally over. I put the car in park and moved to open the door until Austin grabbed my arm smiled at me and grunted. I was still reeling from his past blasts confused as no sound was heard until the most horrendous smell hit my nostrils. Smelling like raw sewage as I coughed until my vision went blank. I woke up it was night, still in the car with a note saying “you managed to make it though, no one has before so congrats. A deals a deal the cars yours. Hope you enjoy -Austin” I may have gotten my car but I don’t think I’ll ever be able to get Austin’s stink removed from my car.

[ladytemptest]

You’d lick my shoes clean just because I’m pretty, right? 💗

hahaha I made him sniff my sweaty socks (wore them for 3 days)

AND my nasty eggy farts

hmm should I go live today to take advantage of weak gooners 🌀

[blizblob]

4. Snowy Egret (Egretta thula)

Sometimes I think that Herons and Egrets are just nasty little freaks that hang out in smelly mud all day, but then I see them also give off such a beauty that really shines through the brown and green marshes.

I particularly like this photo, it feels so elegant, clean, and magical. Trust me I say that it smelled like a million eggy farts

All photos taken by me: @blizblob

📷 Nikon D3100 w/ 800mm lens

[princessfarts31]

heyy!! This is 💨!! (Anon reveal 😃) I was gone because I got logged out or my tumblr and forgot the password so here we are on an alt, but this is the gal from the asks!!

Omg so I was in the store the other day after the gym (I was wearing Nike pros which make my already nice ass look so fucking juicy) and I was sipping on a Starbucks coffee (this was the catalyst of the situation) and my stomach started bubbling like crazy (I was SO turned on omg 🥵) and so I made sure I was alone in the isle before ripping the bubbliest, wet, gulpy, and loud fart (holy fuck was this fart amazing. The way the wet gas was struggling to pop out of the tight legging shorts was turning me on like a mofo and the smell was SO eggy and putrid holy shit. Honestly I could write a whole paragraph about this fart but I won’t for my sanity) and I was blushing like crazy. One from embarrassment because I could hear people talking about my fart and two because I was REALLY wet. So I kept walking when a couple walked behind me and was gagging from the smell and I felt so bad but at the same time more proud about how insane that fart was. Anyways so I get to the check out isle, get my stuff, and walk to my car. The second I get to my car I feel a HUGE fart and push and omg was this fart sloppy and wet omg. It immediately shot to the front and I could feel the juices bubbling and popping against the seat and my god was this one amazing (way better than the one in the store). So I continue to drive home and my stomach starts REALLY acting up, so horny me pushes and I shat my pants. (This car has never smelt better omg.) Anyways, as usual, have a great evening and love ya girl! 😉

omg hiii! I missed you 🤭💗

that’s so so sooooooooo hot. I can’t believe how strong your gas is. That’s so hot. Like the way they must’ve been so disgusted by it. I would’ve been soooo proud of you. Rubbing your belly and kissing ya 🫠 that’s so hot. I also LOVE when the farts shoot to the front literally that turns me on like no other. And the fact that you shat your pants? Ugh so hot. I would’ve been touching myself the whole time 🫣 you’re literally so hot

I made food today that was super heavy on spice and beans and I just know it would’ve killed your stomach if i would’ve let you wash it down with some milk 🤭 now that would be sooooo hot

[guywhowatches]

An Office Interview (Part 1)

You felt nervous heading into the building, unsure of what your new job even was. You still didn't even know if you wanted to work here as you weren't that familiar with business of any kind. You'd just seen that they were hiring on the website, and that it didn't require any kind of University degree or even background knowledge of the company. Although, you did find that a little strange. Nevertheless, you desperately needed the job and the money, whatever it was, as nowhere else had been willing to hire you.

As you entered the large main hall, you noticed a man leaning against the desk facing away from you. He was wearing a black fancy suit, matching your own that you wore to make the best impression you could. However, what really drew your attention was his large bubble butt, held up tightly by his suit pants. It was so big and thick that it looked as though it would rip his suit in two at any moment.

As you were fixated by this, the man turned around and saw you staring at him. He then smiled and walked over to you.

"Ahh, you must be the new recruit, correct? I'm Mr Richards." He stuck out his hand for you to shake. You didn't respond instantly, as you were too busy fixated on the rest of his looks. He was a few inches taller than you, with slick brown hair, a small stubbly beard and other features about him that left you almost dazed. However, you quickly recovered and shook his hand.

"Yes, sir, it's a pleasure to be here and I hope I'll be satisfactory to your needs." You felt so scared looking at him up close. He had quite the commanding and tough look about him.

"Hmm, well I'll be the judge of that. Follow me upstairs please." And he turned around, again pointing his large ass at you and walked off. You quickly trailed after him, trying to look anywhere else apart from his butt, which wasn't easy to do with how distracting it was. You even noticed it bouncing a little with each step he took.

The next few minutes dragged by with Mr Stevens showing you round a few different areas, like the canteen and a few offices. Once this was over, you began to climb a flight of stairs.

"And just up here, you'll see with have the- Oh, hold on." He stopped mid-sentence, before leaning against the handrail, almost squinting his eyes. You were a little confused as to what was happening before a loud noise filled the area.

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You jumped in shock, and looked at Mr Richards in alarm. Had he seriously just farted like that, in front of you, with no hesitation? How and why would he do that? You wanted to ask about this, but then the stink of his wind crept into your nostrils and it was pretty bad to say the least. There was an eggy tang to it that caused you to gag a little.

"Ahh, that's better. The cafeteria food's always messing with my stomach. Now then, shall we continue?" He stood back up formally, with a smile. What, how could he just carry on like nothing had happened? You were about to complain, but he headed up the stairs as you were still recovering from the stench. Maybe this was a test to prove your strength? You decided to let it slip for now, as you still wanted to get the job.

If that was a test however, then these next few minutes felt like an endless exam. Now, with every room he showed you, he would let loose a billowing fart from his enormous backside. Each one just as smelly, if not worse, than the previous one.

"Here you'll find the break room, where we relax and let off some steam." RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPTTT

"Here are the main offices, but you don't need to worry about it. It's just all hot air." FRAAAAAAAAARP FFRRRRRTT

"Here's the meeting room, where we discuss important things such as gas prices, among other things." PPRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAPPPP

As this carried on, the stink became more and more unbearable. You really wanted to complain now, as you felt like you would pass out from the smell. Yet you couldn't for 2 reason. One being that every time you opened your mouth, you swore you could almost taste it, leaving you unable to speak properly from your gagging. And the other being, you just wanted to get the job, as you were so desperate for payment. Hopefully, if you did get the job, you would be put in an office as far away from Mr Richards and his enormous flatulent backside as you could.

Although, with each time he would rip one in front of you, you couldn't help but notice that he had a small smirk on his face, with each time you refrained from coughing on his stink. Was he enjoying this, or were you imagining it?

Finally, you came up to a door, that had a symbol of it. You could tell that it was a toilet door. You weren't sure why he was showing you this though.

"And here we have the toilet cubicle. You'll find at least 4 of these on each floor." As he finished talking, you braced yourself for if he would fart again, but thankfully it didn't seem to happen this time. You were hoping that you would be able to move on when suddenly you heard a flushing noise from behind the toilet door. A few seconds later, a man walked out. He was around the same height as Mr Richards, except with more messy black hair.

As the door swung open, you instantly recoiled from the smell that protruded out the room. It was quite obvious what had occurred in there and it reeked to high heaven. You desperately tried to waft away the stench.

"Ah, hello Richards, you alright?" Said the man, smiling at Mr Richards, as he straightened his suit pants.

"I'm all good, thanks Steven. Just showing the new guy around, seeing if he's up for the job." Richards responded, both of them ignoring your suffering. Steven looked down at you and smiled, with an almost mean look.

"I see, well don't go too hard on him. We may all need him later." What on earth did that mean? You weren't sure if you liked the sound of it.

"Don't worry, he's doing alright so far, and I'll make sure he's fine enough for now." Mr Richards responded causing Steven to chuckle.

"Alright then Richards, I'll see you later." He then turned to look at you. "I look forward to having you around. Oh and kid... I'd give that a few hours before going there, if I were you." He said, grinning and pointing to the toilet door. "Maybe even a day or so, with a nose like yours." He then walked away, chuckling. Why would he say something like that?

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You then suddenly jumped in the air, and looked behind you, only to be met with Steven's ass a few inches away from your face. He'd stuck his backside out a bit, in attempt to give it some more force. Because of the distance, it meant that the smell hit you instantly, and it was almost as bad as the ones Mr Richards had been letting out, but now with a combined smell of crap.

"Hah, post-dump farts, am I right? See you later." Steven said, before laughing and walking away. As you were still retching on this ungodly stink, Mr Richards looked at you.

"He's quite the character isn't he. Now come on, I have one last place to show you." And, acting like nothing had happened, he headed off again.

For a second, you really thought about leaving now. What kind of place was this that had them all acting like this, it was truly disgusting. However, maybe you were just misjudging and it only happened to be just these 2 that were this vile. Maybe you could talk to the boss and ask them to keep you away from these 2. It looked to be your only hope. So, you carried on. You tried to stay beside Mr Richards instead of being downwind of him.

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Eventually, you came to a big door that you assume led into the bosses office. Once outside, Mr Richards turned around to look at you.

"Now, I'm going to go in and chat with the others inside and then we'll call you in for the interview, understand?" You nodded slowly, still feeling very cautious. You also didn't like how he'd be one of the people interviewing you, but hopefully he wouldn't pass gas in front of them, right?

"Very good. Oh, wait a second." He then proceeded to grunt again, much to your dismay.

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"Phewy." He said, smiling. "My ass sure is chatty today. Maybe he should be giving you the interview instead of me." You stared in disbelief at him, as he turned around and knocked on the door. How could he make jokes about something so horrible? Was your suffering on his rancid fumes just one big joke to him. You quickly covered you nose, with his ass now pointing at you again. Perhaps this job wasn't worth it after all.

Just then, the door opened, and you could see 2 other men you didn't recognise sitting behind a desk. They were both big and beefy, and their suits looked almost too tight for them.

"Hey Richards, you got the newbie with you?" Said the one on the right.

"Sure have Brain." Said Mr Richards, smugly standing aside, revealing you to them. You tried to stand up straight, looking as formal as possible, though it was a little hard to do, with Richards lingering stink still fumigating your nostrils. Also, you couldn't help but feel like the stink had gotten worse, when the door opened, but perhaps you were imagining it.

"Ooh, he's a cutie, can't wait to start working with him." You could've sworn you heard the one on the left say. Did he say that, or was your mind just messed up from the smell. You couldn't be sure.

"Yeah, he's been pretty obedient so far. I need to talk with you both for a sec." Mr Richards then turned back to me. "You wait out here, and I'll come and collect in a few minutes." He looked so tough and commanding, that you didn't dare feel like talking back to him. As he turned around to grab the door, he looked back at you at squinted his face.

FFFFFFFRAAAAAAARRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTT

You felt like you were nearly blown off you feet from the sheer force of the blast that shot out his bubble butt. You managed to steady yourself, but it still caught you off guard. The smell that followed didn't make it any better.

"Oops, must've slipped out." He said, closing the door, leaving you gagging and coughing. From behind the door, you swore you could hear them laughing.

Just what kind of job and business was this?

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To be continued (maybe, probably, idk?)

[fartstoriez]

Your sisters boyfriend (containing NSFW, farts, lots of scat, burps and sweat)

Everyone had left the house earlier in the day so you decide to game with some friends online, the only person who hadn’t left the house was your sisters new boyfriend. You had met him yesterday but only briefly, his name is is Dylan and he’s 19.

Small Description of Dylan:

Short dark brown hair

Brown eyes

Buff and muscular

6’2

You go downstairs as you heard a strange noise from the kitchen, you walk into the kitchen and a strong rancid eggy stench hits you and smelling worse than anything you’ve elver smelt. There was stood Dylan with headphones on listening to music while making a protein shake. He turns around and takes them off “yo bro, how’s it going?” He ask you before taking a sip. “Oh it’s good thanks. What is that smell?” You ask. “Ripped a few sorry bro” he replied with a laugh. You tell him it’s alright as you dick twitches in your pants. He puts his headphones back on and walks past you to go to the toilet upstairs next to your room, you follow him which he doesn’t notice. As he walks in front of you up the stairs the smell of sweat from his ass fills your nose, he stops and stands still while he pulls a wedgie out.

“BRRRTRRPPPT!!”

All you hear infront of you is a giant fart which makes you dizzy and almost faint. He Carrie son walking and enters the bathroom, the smell of his fart lingers around the stairs for ages

A few minutes pass and he leaves the bathroom, you enter after him and get smacked with a stench of spicy shit. You look into the toilet and all you see is soft shit filled covering the water line, you put you face a bit closer and take a sniff before Dylan walks in and pushes your face so far in it almost touches you while burn your nose and eyes. “Hahah what you doing bro?” He asks while holding you down. “Uhhm nothing I was just gonna flush for you.” You say nervously. “Nah you was sniffing my shit weren’t you” he laughs.

Dylan closes the door of the bathroom and locks it. “you want more dont you” he says smirking. He pulls you up turns around pushing his sweaty bubble butt inti you face.

“PLTTRRRRNTTRPL”

He farts right up your nose filling you lungs and the room, following after he keeps shafting until he fully shits himself. He pushing your face into his shorts squishing the shit around his ass and your face, the rank smell makes you gag and cough. “Next time I catch you doing this it gonna be worse got it?” He says smirking.

[rotteneggyfarty]

Ochako Farting Rotten Eggy Poots

[grossanddepressed]

Horny Fantasy:

Currently in the mood to have some sloppy dirty make out session with a cutie who’s really gassy. Hearing all the gas sloshing around everytime we move or change positions. Hearing the gas travel up from their stomach through their throat and out from their beautiful mouth. Having to stop so they can blow their chunky belches into my mouth. It being so strong I can practically taste whatever they last had to eat. The gas going the opposite end and I can hear and smell rotten eggy farts being muffled into the couch or mattress. Them letting out sighs of pleasure from both the kisses and the relief.

I want a gassy make out session with a cutie and I WANT IT NOT 😤

[persephinae]

Noooooo you dumb bitch 😭

Brimstone is sulpher and it smells like the world's stinkiest eggy farts