Lina Khan's Nosegasm

Lina Khan couldn't believe the case had come to this. As chair of the Federal Trade Commission and an esteemed scholar on antitrust law, she took great issue with the patently false claims made by Nosegasm Inc. that their semen-based nasal spray revolutionized the field of aphrodisia for women while serving all the needs of clearing sinuses to boot. Such a claim threatened to topple both the sex dysfunction **** and allergy and cold treatment markets. But it was their commercials of a woman orgasming from one dose that had Lina on the warpath, ordering the FTC to sue the company for its scamming.

She never thought it would lead to her sitting in a court room, staring down a bottle of jizz while Nosegasm's defense put the onus on her.

"Chairperson Khan," the lawyer said. "You claim that my client's commercials which represent the powerful effects of their product constitutes false advertising. Is this correct?"

"Yes," Lina curtly answered.

"On what do you base this claim?"

"Why would I need proof? Your product hasn't been tested by any government bodies or reputable labs."

"You mean your labs, the ones you find trustworthy," the lawyer rebutted. "Chairperson Khan, we could draw this case out for years, wasting taxpayer money and exchanging barbs in news reports... or you can end the case right here, right now. My client has agreed to take their product off the market and pay millions in fines - IF - you use the contents of that vial in front of you and can resist its effects."

"I'm not putting that junk in my body," she pointedly said. "I have no idea what's in it."

"Mrs. Khan, do you really think my clients would make this offer if they thought it would cause any harm? You're the one insisting their product is, as you said, 'snake oil for sex'. We're providing you with the product in its base form, which makes it weaker than the product on market but allows it to remain in your system for longer. Are you telling this court you're afraid that the spray will behave exactly as advertised and prove your slander wrong?"

Lina sighed. She knew it had to be a scam. Nothing boasted this kind of performance without rigorous testing to back it up, but she couldn't prove it without studies she didn't have time for. If she let this drag on, her entire career would be reduced to this one issue. Every headline would buzz about the latest turn in her legal fight with Nosegasm. The clock would run out on her tenure as FTC Chairperson, with so many greater threats like Amazon and Google left unchallenged, and the rest of her life would be spent trying to live down being the Nosegasm woman.

She had ****. Picking up the vial, she unscrewed its cap and raised it to her huge nose when the lawyer suddenly stopped her.

"Wait. Since you hesitated, I have another proposal. If you can handle the spray, we will admit to wrongdoing and shut down the company in its entirety."

"And if I can't?"

"You become the client's spokesgirl. You would submit to using the product daily, testing new versions, and starring in future commercials and other advertising."

The vial hovered under her long curled nostril. As the scent of tickled the inner rim of her gaping nasal hole, Lina shuddered at the profound effect it had on her already. A tingling ran down her spine. A warmth flooded her pussy, clad in its fine black silk panties. Her nipples poked against her white shirt. Despite already feeling its power, her nagging law professor brain insisted she stay the course. She had to be tough on scams. She had to prove her mettle. At the young age of 32, and a woman of color, she had an uphill battle over her merits on everything. Failing to beat them here at their own game would derail everything she worked for.

She had no real choice to make. With an upraised eyebrow, she answered, "Fine. Let's get this over with."

In one mighty breath, she snorted the cum up her massive schnoz. It coated the inside with the slick white slime, overrunning each tiny hair and spreading into the smallest gaps. It proceeded to the back of her mouth, then slid down her throat and settled into her belly. The gross gooey muck clogged her whole nostril with its thickness, which would have been her chief complaint if not for what happened next.

"Oh my god!" Lina cried. It felt like a firehose bursting from her crotch. Beside herself with a spike in unquenchable lust, she pushed down her pants, ripped off her panties, shoved both hands between her legs and started pounding her fingers into her horny twat right in front of the whole court room.

"Chairperson Khan!" The judge exclaimed. "This is a court room. Get yourself in order."

"I can't!" She gasped and moaned while her first orgasm soiled her chair. Her wet mess dribbled off the end of her seat, revealing the potency of her undoing. Sweat started pouring down her body, leaving her skin clammy, and her boobs more and more on display from slowly soaking her shirt from opaque to see-through.

Contrary to what anyone watching her would think, though, it wasn't the sensations below that did the worst to her. It was the **** still in her nose. Her nostril spasmed more than her cunt with endless delight. A bursting bliss persisted to feed all her other senses. Desperately, she stuck a finger up her nose, trying to scrape the gunk free and failing. In the throes of Nosegasm, she almost didn't hear the defense lawyer's gloating.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you. My client's labs found that the bigger the woman's nose, the stronger its effects. Big noses have more receptors for the product to attach. How long do you think it's going to last with a nose like yours?"