#at least i didn't use radiation as a description. might have been worse
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I think I know why everyone loves Franz. His own love is so strong, any headmate who spends any amount of time with him absorbs his love like a sponge. The more time you spend around him the more your sponge soaks up, until it is completely filled.
If a headmate hasn't experience any positive emotions, they start experiencing them because of this.
And if they can experience love, they will love him, because their sponge is so soaked up with his love.
#please read this in a overly serious voice. thank you#anyways franz is basically filled with an infinite amount of love#i couldn't think of anything better than sponges#at least i didn't use radiation as a description. might have been worse#yes yes problem solve. everyone loves franz because franz loves them more than a person could someone#also i don't exactly know the term for this specific type of love (but definitely not romantic). doesn't matter too much#-ahmed#about franz#about our headmates
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The New Species 1
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Chapter 1
Hello reader! Everything in this story has been translated for your convenience. All time is set around Earth standard time (365.25 Earth rotations around Sol per year) and idioms have been adjusted so that they make sense to English speakers. The only exception is certain nouns. Those are written in their proper name with translations in {brackets} where applicable. Enjoy!
Subject: Ship-Head Uleena
Species: Urakari
Description: Reptilian humanoid, no tail. 5'3" (1.6 m) avg height. 135 lbs (61 kg) avg weight. 105 year life expectancy.
Ship: RSV Lowelana {Fights with Honor}
Location: Unknown
Our ship had taken a beating, and nobody can tell me where we are. Our nav officer is down and probably isn't going to survive his wounds. My second was already dead, head smashed in by a console detaching when we were hit by the first missile salvo. My own head was reeling from the successive slip-space jumps we had just made. The first jump was to arrive at our destination and the second was to escape the ambush that had awaited us. The second one was the problem, it had been done out of desperation. We had jumped blind and without shields.
"We have multiple hull breaches, our Faster-Than-Light Drive is offline, and our engines are not responding, sir," the panic in the voice of Liwna, my head of engineering, was palpable.
"Evacuate and seal the breached sectors. Initiate distress protocol and try to find out where we are," I managed to say through gritted teeth.
This was supposed to be a simple scouting mission. Some warp irregularities that we were supposed to scan and report back on. Our shields didn't even have a chance to spool up before we had been fired on by the Omni-Union bastards. We had been hit hard and the additional strain of an unshielded warp likely caused even more damage.
"Sir, the ship that hit us was a destroyer-class," my intel officer Kriin informed me. "There's no way they were there by chance."
"That's not good," I replied. "We need to inform the Republic as soon as we can. Speaking of which, where are we on a location?"
Kriin grimaced, "Judging from our flight path... We're far beyond our borders."
"That's also not good..."
"Well, we're also outside of the OU's borders so it could be worse. Probably. I'll have more info when our sensors come back online. Jumping unshielded desynchronized them," Kriin frowned as she glanced at the nav panel across the bridge.
My nav officer, Kraan, had been taken to the med-bay. Kriin and Kraan were hatch-mates, siblings that burst into the world simultaneously. It's said that they have an unshakable bond, and as far as I've seen that holds up. The odds of both of them being assigned to the same ship were slim to none, but they somehow made it happen. Their playful banter made the long treks into deep-space less exhausting. I hope Kraan makes it. His quick thinking had saved us. He had already calculated a blind jump by the time I gave the order.
Liwna interrupted my chain of thought, "Ship-Head, I have a more comprehensive damage report."
"Let's hear it."
"We're in a bad way. We have hull breaches in Engineering, Life Support, and the living quarters. These areas have been sealed off until we can enact repairs, but that will require a space-walk," Liwna grimaced. "We've lost a lot of gas, and the pressurized reserves might not be enough to fully repressurize those sectors."
"Understood. As long as we don't have leaks you can take your time formulating a plan. Not too long though, or we'll run out of rations," I smiled at my little joke. Liwna didn't.
"We also have no propulsion or shields. Sublights and our FTLD are non-responsive and vacuum-exposed. I wouldn't be surprised if we were leaking radiation, but I can't confirm that without our sensors. Our shields are non-functional and our frame is damaged. We're going to need at least dry-dock for full repairs, but I think it's likely that the ship is totaled."
This was far from the Lowelana's maiden voyage. I had been the ship-head for 12 years, but the ship had been in service for at least 30. She had started life as a corvette, but is now classified as a frigate. Relatively small for a warship, but faster than most and could pack a punch. As long as we got a swing in, at least. The Lowelana could fit a crew of up to 50 but operated best with a smaller crew. We had departed with a crew of 38, including myself.
"What's our casualties look like?" I said, no longer smiling.
Liwna looked down at his data-pad solemnly, "Six dead, ten critically injured, four unaccounted for."
Twenty casualties. My hearts sank. More than half my crew out of action, and more than a quarter of them dead or MIA. I felt myself spiraling and shook myself out of it. Half is better than all.
"Keep me updated on the status of the injured and missing. I'll notify the next-of-kin when we're rescued. Speaking of which, how's the distress signal doing?"
"It's beeping away, ship-head," Kriin said. "And our sensors just came back online. We are definitely leaking radiation Liwna. Anyways, I can pinpoint where we are now. Hopefully there's an exploration team within sensor range."
The odds of that were low. Ever since the war with the Omni-Union had began the Republic had been more focused on manning warships than exploring the cosmos. For good reason, though, the war hadn't been going in our favor. It seemed like for every OU ship we took out another three took their place. We'd managed to keep them out of the core systems but we were firmly on the defensive.
"Ah, I spoke too soon," Kriin sighed. "We're well out of range of anything Republic. No known life this far out. Looks like we're smack in the middle of a solar system though, maybe we can get some supplies for repairs. Let's see... A yellow dwarf sun, 8 planets... Oh! Four of them are gas giants! No worries about repressurization!"
I smiled sadly, "That's good. Hopefully we can get what we need to limp back to Repu..."
"Fuuuck," Kriin interrupted me. "Ship-head, this solar system is inhabited!"
What?
"What?"
Kriin looked up at me, "I'm showing signs of advanced colonization on two planets and several moons. Actually, one of the planets look like a capital world. The entire surface is covered in artificial structures! Also, there are..."
A proximity alarm pinged. The first two notes were the same for every ship that approached. The second two determined if it was friend, foe, or unknown. In my 12 years of being ship-head I had never heard these last two notes. Unknown. Liwna rushed back to his console.
"Unknown vessel on approach," Kriin said, baffled. "It's absolutely massive. Easily twice the size of any battleship I've ever seen."
"It has shields powered up but doesn't appear to have it's weapons armed. Not that we'd necessarily be able to tell," Liwna said fearfully.
I sat up straight and asked, "Are comms online?"
"Yes, sir!"
"Hail them."
"They're hailing us, sir," Liwna said. "Do you want me to put them through?"
I nodded and Liwna set to work opening a channel. The sounds that came through our speakers were nonsensical and guttural. I looked at Liwna in confusion.
"The channel is working. We'll need a minute for the translator to take effect," he explained.
The next noise I heard nearly sent me into an early grave from shock.
"No need for that, we've scanned your logs and extrapolated your language. I am Captain Reynolds of the USSS Thanatos. You seem to be in a spot of bother. May we assist?" asked the voice from the speaker.
It took me a second to remember how to speak, "I am ship-head Uleena of the RSV Lowelana. We come in peace, and are in no position to turn down an offer of aid."
"It shall be done. Prepare to be boarded, and welcome to Sol."
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Gassy Lessons - Third class: Science
After all the shit he had been going through Jay needed to vent to someone, and since all his friends had graduated there was only one person at the school he could trust. Mr Watts had taught Jay science every year he spent at the school but where Jay really liked the teacher was in the science class he usually joined each year where he would always enjoy what the man had to say about science, and also happened to give Jay more time to look at his ass. While Jay always got on with the sexy scientist he thought I'd he admitted what has happened to him he might be able to make an influential friend to help him through the year.
So the day after the incident with Mr Johnson, Jay waited until after school finished to go and meet Watts in his classroom. As he expected his favourite teacher was there with his cute ginger hair styled into a pompadour and handsome face giving him a bright smile. It was nice to see a friendly teacher for once.
"I heard you wanted to see me Jay?"
Jay was invited to sit on the other side of the teacher's desk but at least he could still see his face and toned upper half, but he was hoping he would stand up at some point so he could see what was lower down.
"So what is it you came to see me about?"
Jay remembered why he was hear so he cleared his breath and explained his extraordinary experiences over the past few days making it as believable as possible and attempting to convince the teacher how bad it's been for him. And by the looks of it he was getting through to him, when he first mentioned farting the teacher looked shocked and then even angry at his descriptions of how bad they smelled. And when Watts heard that it wasn't just one teacher but two he looked even angrier. Once he was finished Jay was satisfied that he might be able to get some action out of the teacher to maybe help him.
"So you would say that these two men were very talented farters?" Watts asked meaningfully once Jay had finished.
"I wouldn't really call it a talent but they're certainly good at it." Jay replied snarkily.
"Now Jay you don't have to be rude I believe a proficiency in flatulence is a great talent and one I am willing to admit to having myself.
It took Jay a moment to realise what the teacher was saying "Wait are you saying you're a farter as well?!" Jay's heart began to pound.
"Yes Jay I guess you could say I am, and what upsets me is through what you've told me I am no longer the only one at this school, or at least the only one I've discovered..." Jay wasn't really expecting this reaction but for now he didn't feel too threatened at least, but he swore to himself that he wouldn't get gassed again. "It's one of my favourite things about human biology actually, such an efficient but powerful way to get rid of waste built up gas, and I'd be lying if I said I didn't take pride in my own. Through some of my own personal research I've even found ways to enhance my own gas, not like I need it if course."
Jay thought if he treated it like a joke he would be able to change the subject to getting some help for himself. "Hah wow sir you do seem to know you stuff about farting, but -" Jay got cut off by the sound of Watts chair screeching backwards by him standing up.
"Yes Jay, yes I do" The attractive teacher circles round his desk to Jay's side and leaned down on the desk sticking out his ass behind Jay and resting his face on his elbow right near Jay. He gave his student a mischievous but subtly sultry look "Would you like to try one?" The look was piercing and sexual but the implications were horrific, but Jay found himself paralyzed in his teacher's leer. Exhaling the man leaned up off the table and turned away from the boy but off course leaving his perfect ass lined up straight with Jays face, this was the closest Jay had been to it and it was so close he could touch it, he wanted to. "I'll take your silence as acceptance" But Jay was too distracted to understand what he said.
FRRAAAAAAARP
Point blank in Jay's face, it caught him off guard and almost blew his face back, and the stink was something new altogether.
"Ah it's been a while since I've done it in someone's face, how was it?" The man turned around after waving his hand behind his ass a little, he sat on his desk and tilted Jay's chin up to look at him.
"It reeked sir, please don't make me do this again." Jay hoped his begging would get some sympathy but it seemed the scientist only heard what he wanted to.
"Ah good I've still got my signature stink!" He grinned as he let Jay go and hopped off the desk and went to fumble around in his bag and desk eventually pulling out a flask, a clipboard and some plastic lab goggles. "Now Jay how about you and I do a little experiment?"
"What do you mean?" Jay was getting even more worried now, one fart was enough, it was only one but the smell was still stuck in his nose.
"Now Jay for certain experiments like this one it's best that the subject remains unaware" Jay was ready to leave but unfortunately for him Mr Watts noticed and was obviously not making leaving an option. Quickly the man bolted over to Jay and sat on his lap. Jay was of course shocked, such intimate contact got him excited but he was not going to get hard right now, he had to escape.
Squirming under the man's plump ass he tried "Come on Mr Watts isn't this some kind of scientific ethical violation or something?" But Mr Watts just pushed himself down harder as looked back.
"Sorry Jay but with a chance this good and such a unique subject so personal to my skillset, some ethics can be passed." Jay just decided he would brace himself, there was obviously no escape the toned man was stronger than him, he thought that he might be able to at least try and enjoy the teachers ass on him but not too much he wasn't going to risk poking the teacher with anything. After slapping on his goggles Watts began chugging the flask, Jay couldn't tell what it was but it sounded thick and it seemed like his teacher was enjoying it. When the teacher was finished he made a noise of satisfaction and stifled a belch, throwing the flask to the ground Jay did get a look at the bottom of it before it rolled away, written on a label on the bottom it said '10 to 12 minutes' Jay guessed what this meant but he didn't want to think about it.
"Okay then Jay let's begin the experiment shall we, bombs away!"
PRAAAAAAAAARP
PRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAFT
FFFFFRRAPPPP
It seemed like an endless vibrated barrage against Jay's lap and crotch and it wasn't helped by the teacher rubbing in his ass and seemingly moaning with pleasure at letting them out. And even though it wasn't aimed at his face the stench certainly got there with a wave of rotten fecal stench reaching his nose making him gag and cough into his teacher's back.
After a few minutes the teacher stopped and looked back sighing in exasperation and relief. "Now Jay how would you compare this to the flatus of your other two teachers?" Jay understood now and realised why this was all his fault, he had made the scientist jealous, farting was obviously his territory and he wanted to be it's champion, if only he hadn't told him.
"I don't know sir I can't remember" This obviously wasn't what he wanted to hear, he made an annoyed huff, the man was wanting results obviously holding his pen up to his clipboard expectantly. "Okay Jay perhaps this will jog your memory?" He pushed his pen down the back of his trousers and from what Jay could tell from behind him right in between his ass cheeks the man made a deep sigh and the sound of a deep muffled rumble. After a few seconds it stopped but that was enough to scare Jay, when the mad teacher brandished the pen like a sword from its scabbard Jay felt like he could see the stench radiating off of it. He tried to buck his head away as Watts raised it to Jay's head but he knew he was in control here as he used his free hand to grab Jay by the hair holding him in place as he thrust it right up to his nose and with some spare fingers he shoved them into Jay's mouth blocking it as a way of breathing.
"Now Jay take a deep breath, I want you to get all of my stink..." And Jay had to taking a breathe through his nose pushed him over the edge, the smell was like a characteristic fart smell but tenfold making him wretch at the fumes invading his brain. He was going to pass out but his teacher wouldn't let him off that easy slapping him sharply on the cheek jolting the life back into the stink soaked student. "Come on Jay don't be so weak it's just a bit of gas isn't it, now tell me is it worse than those other two?"
Tired of it all, Jay was at least happy he didn't have to lie "It's the worst fart I've ever smelt, you win sir." The teacher got up and sat on his desk facing Jay he leaned back and smiled, he put down his clipboard, he had obviously didn't need it anymore.
"You don't know how happy it makes me to hear that Jay, but then again I know you can vouch for me in saying that I never should have doubted my own brew." To punctuate this he learnt to his side and let out a short burst against the desk making a loud echoing sound.
RRRRRRRRRRAPT
He playfully wafted it at Jay who choked on it quickly and gave his torturer a defeated look. He had given up on escape.
"What can I say I take pride in my gas as I think all men should, even you Jay, but make sure you always remember who the master is" he was cocky but something about it excited Jay about how sensual it made the man seem.
Before the teacher could brag anymore his stomach let out a stark groaning rumble, the man checked his watch and grinned. "Now Jay we're starting phase two of today's experiment, I hope you remember earlier my remarks about my research on enhancing gassiness, well what I drunk earlier was the latest fruit of my research, a new concoction made to improve all elements of flatulence, and from my tests on my now ex-boyfriend I can assure you it works. Gulping this information had a mixed effect on Jay, while he was now saying prayers in memory of his nose, he had at least confirmation that this insane gassy scientist was at least gay, to be honest he probably should have worked it out already.
The man stood up and began pulling off his belt. "Now as the creator of this drink I know how it's results are best enjoyed" he turned around once again giving the student an amazing view. "and I believe that lets just say it's best consumed raw." and with that he pulled down his trousers as well as his underwear and let his round shapely ass pour out showing itself in all its stinking glory to Jay. The boy should have been terrified which he was, but the ass was beautiful with its light coating off hair and deep dark crack the inner pervert in Jay was delighted and obviously had given up on hiding itself. Practically drooling over the gassy man's behind Jay had gotten very obviously hard which made his teacher chuckle "Ah Jay I see that your proving one of my theories about you down there." But with all Jay had been through he was beyond caring.
Wanting to take back some control Jay stood up and thrust himself upon the teacher from the back side with his still contained boner going against the crack of his dreams, at least it wasn't in his face. "Bold choice Jay, but prepare to face the smelly consequences."
FRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAFFFFFFFFFPPPPPPPTTTTT
The gust of wretched winds jetted against Jay's cock creating an unbelievable sensation massaging but attacking it, and just because it wasn't point blank doesn't mean that this enhanced fart didn't pack a punch making Jay wretch into the teacher's back which he had now grabbed onto in fear of being blown away by his putrid stench. Unlike the other ones it kept going, the teacher laughing like the mad scientist he was at the massive fart he was letting out.
Both Jay's dick and nose were at breaking point, but only the former actually gave in with Jay spurting while still fully clothed. His knees buckles and as Watts fart began to peter out Jay fell to his knees but either fortunately or unfortunately for him this meant that his head was resting right in the dirty crack of his science teacher.
"I'm not sure if I should call that a brave move or not Jay but I will say that it took balls." He giggled as he saw the wet patch on Jay's trousers "and it seems like I certainly emptied yours, guess your some sort of fetishist because you sure as hell aren't the only one." And after that fart Jay wasn't even sure what to think of himself anymore. All he could do was smile weakly and enjoy being close to such a hot ass.
"However you're really in the firing line there Jay and as a man of science I should really warm you against being so close to a source of toxicity but I guess you've got me feeling rebellious."
Jay felt the cheeks part as the man widened his crack with his hands letting Jay get a closer smell of his ass musk but also lining him straight up with his hole.
"I've been looking for a lab partner for a while actually for some more extra curricular research and I've grown a certain fondness for you as well as the stench endurance of your nose, so let's just say this is the end of your interview for the position as well as the last part of my experiment." he put on hand on the back of the boys head as he pushed him into his crack even deeper "And anyways I can tell by the state and the stink of you that this will end you, so if you survive this I'll see you on the other side..."
BBBBBBBBBBRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTT
Jay felt like the vile stench embodied him from the nose first rumbling around him like an earth quake. The fart was so powerful it was like a whole body experience of pure masculine stink. And Watts' hypothesis was correct as the fart covered student world went dark.
When he woke up in the class alone he couldn't guarantee he was alive feeling numb and groggy but he was sure as hell he couldn't deny what happened with the stink of flatulence still hanging distinct in the air around him. The sun was setting Jay hurried to grab his bag to get out of school since it must have closed hours ago, he noticed his planner on top of his bag with the page open on his schedule. After school three days a week had been penned in neatly 'Fart practice'. Whatever it was Jay knew this year was going to stink.
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