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guywhowatches · 2 days ago

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An Office Interview (Part 3)

(Might be a bit grosser than the previous 2 parts)

Mr Brown

You stood there, hand on the entrance door handle, terrified to walk inside again, getting horrible flashbacks to your interview. Once you’d gotten home that day, it’d taken a good hour to even get close to washing the lingering stench off you. After this had happened, you’d told your stepdad that you didn’t want to go back. However, he hadn’t listened and drove you here anyway, no matter how much you begged him not to. But you were here now, and didn’t seem to have any other option. So, you took a deep breath of clean air and headed inside.

Surprisingly, the main reception area didn’t smell as bad as you were expecting, although you don’t remember it smelling that bad the day before either. As you nervously looked around the room, hoping you could sneak in and hide in the broom closet for the rest of the day, you heard a voice call out to you.

“Ahh, you’re finally here.” Called out a voice from behind you. You saw a man sat down behind a desk, with a monitor upon it, whom you slowly approached. He seemed to be as large and beefy as the other men you’d met previously. He wore a blue suit with a red tie and had brown hair that lay slickly combed atop his head. “A little late, but we’ll overlook it, as it is your first day. It says here that you’re booked with Mr Brown for today.” The man said, looking at the monitor. Booked in, were they really treating you like a piece of equipment, for their putrid gas? “Let’s hope he hasn’t stocked up on too much breakfast this morning, otherwise you might not even make it to the end of the day.” The secretary said, with a cruel grin. You gulped at the thought of having to go through the hell that was yesterday again.

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You jumped in shock at the sound of the obvious fart. Whilst it was muffled by his chair, the secretary still had a noticeable wince on his face, before relaxing and sighing. “Ahh, I know I did.” This sight made you even more petrified, even though you could barely smell it (thanks to the cushion in his seat), the sound alone was mortifying.

“Ahh, good, there you are.” You heard a voice, that made you freeze up and turn around slowly. There you saw Mr Brown heading towards you, in a grey suit, still almost towering over you. “Thank you for notifying me. Now, chop, chop, I have a busy day ahead of me. Take a pen and notepad from Mr Blake would you, I have a few things I need you to take down.” You whirled around to see the Secretary now holding a pen and paper towards you, still grinning. You felt nervous to take it, until you heard Mr Brown call out: “Today please!” With such a commanding voice, that you didn’t dare feel like disobeying him. You grabbed the objects and quickly followed after him.

“Now, first of all, write down that I have a meeting at 2pm, and a meet up with Mr Shortland at 4pm.” You were a little confused as to why it was up to you to write this down, but again you didn’t dare question him. As you continued, on through, he gave you other things to write about, before he stopped mid-sentence, as well as mid stride. You were about to ask why, when suddenly:

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A vibrating echo, in the sound of lawn mower, bounced around the walls. Along with this, because you were unfortunately behind him, the blast went directly into your face, as well as your nostrils. There was a horrible scent of cheese and mouldy veg that made you want to gag. Mr Brown however, seemed completely unfazed by this and let out a small sigh of relief before continuing with his list. But you couldn’t, you needed at least a few seconds to recover. Mr Brown looked back at you with a displeased look on his face.

“I would like you to get a move on please.” You nodded, still refraining your gags and tried to catch up with him. You could only imagine it would be worse for you if you didn’t do as asked. As you tried to move on from the stench, he suddenly stopped again, and pointed his large butt out a bit, making his suit pants strain a little.

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You didn’t even have time to fully brace yourself as it shot out his backside. There was an even stronger, disgusting cheesy stink about it, that made your feel to gag grow stronger. Mr Brown stood back up fully and let out a small sigh again.

“Damm Hashbrowns.” You heard him mutter to himself. “We need to make a stop.” And before you could ask about it, he began striding off down the hall. Again, you tried to catch up to him, to not get stuck in his fart cloud. However, you stopped once you realised you were both approaching a toilet cubicle. You stopped in terror. You didn’t know how long you’d have to wait outside. What if someone else came along and tormented you, or worse, took you back to their office?

“Can you take a letter for me?” Mr Brown, asked as he put his hand on the cubicle door. You were a little confused as to why he asked you this now, and not after he was finished. “Come along, I need to get it down while it’s in my mind.” He demanded at you, but you just stared back in almost disbelief. Surely, he didn’t mean what you thought he meant. You couldn’t go in there with him. You still remembered the stink of Steven’s aftermath from just your first day. “Now please!” Mr Brown demanded again, and you found yourself following him inside, a decision you knew you’d regret.

The bathroom itself was surprisingly clean, though you wish you could say the same about the lingering smell. You began trying your hardest to breathe as little as possible. As you were looking around, you heard the sound from behind you of Mr Brown unbuckling his belt and letting his pants fall to the ground. You then the thud of his giant ass landing on the toilet seat. You wanted to keep your back to him, as for one, not to breach on his privacy (despite being in the room with him already) and two, it wasn’t a sight you wanted to see.

“Can you turn around? I prefer working face to face.” Mr Brown demanded. You gulped and turned to see him sat upon the toilet, with his pants round his ankles, staring at you with no shame on his face. “Good, now let’s begin. *Ahem* Dear Evan’s Inc. …”

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As you began scribbling down, a dark fart reverberated into the toilet bowl, making you flinch. You cringed a little but were thankful that his body was blocking the scent from spreading around the room. You began scribbling down, whilst still trying to hold your breath.

“We’re writing to you in order to discuss our displeasure with your recent actions.” As he was saying this, you heard a streaming noise coming from beneath him. It was a fierce sounding one to, like almost everything else about him. “Despite this, we are still wishing to give one last chance.”

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You tried desperately to hold in your disgust as the sound of a solid object dropped into the water. You continued to scribble down everything he asked, hoping it would distract you from the awful sounds, and smells. It didn’t seem to be working that well though unfortunately. And then, to make things worse, Mr Brown began grunting loudly yet still continued to give you instructions on what to write.

“We have been satisfied with your deals in the past. For this we will… hgn… keep pushing and… gnnn… straining until we can make a deal.”

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You were startled by the sound of what seemed like a boulder dropping into a pool. This wasn’t even mentioning the smell. It was starting to get too much for you.

“If you displease us again, we’ll resort to more… hgnnnn… drastic measures.”

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The series of plops, combined with the already repugnant gas, was horrible. You were barely managing to keep on your feet, as your vision was growing fuzzy. You managed to write down his signings before passing down on the ground.

You woke up to pretty scary sight. It seemed like Mr Browns large ass, now with his suit pants pulled back up, was squatted down in front of your face. His behind was so large, this it looked like it was going to tear through the seam at any second. You didn’t even have time to react, as you still felt woozy from the stench, before getting a full-face blast.

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You bounced awake, coughing violently, the stink of cheese and crap occupying your nose. Mr Brown stood back up, looking as stern as ever.

“Good you’re awake. I want to thank you for taking that letter down for me. Although I am displeased that you passed out on me. If it happens again, I shall have to force you to smell my displeasure more than once. And I doubt you’d want that would you, especially after taking a dump like that?” Despite your head still not being fully active, you quickly shook your head, still feeling scared of him.

“Good, now come along, for I have a meeting in a few minutes, and still have some post-dump gas left over.” He stated, heading out the door, but not before letting out a loud, sharp quack out his backside. You groaned in disgust, as you got up and followed after him. This was going to be a long day.

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guywhowatches · 2 months ago

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You opened the door into the kitchen and turned around to quickly close it. You then turned back around, only for a horrifying sight to meet your eyes. Your stepdad was sitting on a stool at the table, with his jeans pulled down and pants riding up him, exposing his hairy, musky ass. He appeared to be eating something rather loudly. The sight revolted you and made you want to scarper before he discovered you were in the room.

You'd never liked your stepdad, from the day you first properly met him, he was always so cruel to you. He would regularly visit the gym and workout, meaning he constantly stank of sweat. But that wasn't even the worst part. The worst part was, because of his gym diet, he would often rip the most revolting farts imaginable. And worse, he'd always seemed to do them around you deliberately and laugh as you would cough and gag on the stench. He always said it was the stink of a 'real man' and that you should get used to it, or that you were 'weak and pathetic'. So of course, you didn't want to be noticed by him.

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Just as you were thinking this over, a loud fart boomed out across the room. You jumped in shock as you looked over at the obvious source of the noise. Your stepdad just sighed and chuckled heartily, before going back to eating. You had to get out of the way before the smell hit you.

Maybe you could try hiding in the bathroom, as the entrance to it was right near and it was slightly ajar, meaning it wouldn't make a sound. You crept over to it, and began to open it when you suddenly lurched and gagged loudly. The second the door was fully opened you were hit with a combined smell of eggs and shit. It was unbearable and you leaned over coughing loudly as the stink burned your nose. Unfortunately, this loud reaction drew the attention of a certain someone.

"Ha, I wouldn't go in there if I had a weak nose like yours boy. Those eggs and protein shakes just went right through me this morning." Your stepdad said, looking back at you smiling meanly. You couldn't believe that. How did it still stink of his morning dump, when it was nearly the evening?

"But I guess that's hard for you, being so pathetic and all." He now got up from his seat and made his way over to you, still grinning menacingly. You wanted to try and run away, but your mind was still boggled by the smell from the bathroom and wasn't allowing you to kick into action.

"I nearly expected better from you, but honestly I couldn't even do that. Seems like you need a reminder of who's in charge here." And then, before you could make a run for it, he grabbed by the back of the neck and forced you into position. You couldn't move at all, with the strong grip he had on you.

Then, to your continued horror, he turned around facing away from you and pulled down his pants, his ass now fully on display. It came as no shock to you that it absolutely reeked. It smelt like he hadn't even properly wiped after his previous toilet usage. It was too repulsive for you.

"Let's see if you can survive the smell my lunch burrito coming out the other end." That explains what he was eating. And, before you could object, he grunted loudly.

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The slew of farts blasted against your face with no protection between you and his colossal ass. The stink was unbearable and you felt like were going to pass out. Your stepdad just looked down and laughed at you.

"Are you giving up already? That's just sad. I've ripped worse ones at the gym. Yet you can't handle a few measly puffs? Well, perhaps this'll set you straight." He then grunted again, much to your demise.

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He was truly was a gasbag that seemed to have a never ending supply, that would always be used to torment you. You couldn't handle it any more, as your brain began to shut down due to no clean oxygen in the room anymore.

You then felt him let go of you, as you passed out onto the floor. As your eyes were closing, the last thing you saw was your stepdad bending over you.

"And don't you ever forget who's in charge around here." He said, grinning at you wickedly. You couldn't keep dealing with this, you had to move out soon.

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Credit to @beefybunzz for the pic.

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