Tell her the truth

“It’s…. It’s worse than I thought, Ms. Aroma…” you admit, hoping she may understand your plight, and let you out from your smelly predicament. “I thought I would love it, but you’re just…. Too much, unfortunately. I’m really sorry…”

Aroma’s eyes light up at your admission. “Oh, fuck yeah! I was soooooo hoping for this! I guess I do get to have fun after all.” She glares down at you. “Sorry, loser, you’re in for the long haul now. I’m gonna **** you until you won’t be able to smell normally ever again!”

Your face goes slack with terror. There’s no way you can take any more of this. “No, please, Aroma, I beg of you, just let me go, I promise I won’t ever bother you again! This was all just one big mistake, I swear. I promise I’ll go right to Randy and tell him I quit right away! Please, just don’t fart on me anymore!” You plead, but all it does is get Aroma even more excited.

“Awwww, Drew, what happened to ‘Ms. Aroma’? You were so respectful earlier. I guess I’ll just have to teach you a lesson then.” She coos, venom dripping from her voice.

“No, please, wait-” you begin to protest, but are swiftly cut off by Aroma slamming her large ass right back down on your face, her asshole placed right above your open mouth.

“Sorry hun, I’ve got to wash your mouth out with farts, nothing personal. I hope it’ll teach you a lesson.” She says, her voice laced with false sympathy.

With that, she bares down, dropping a massive fart directly into your awaiting mouth. A disgusting film coats your mouth, and your cheeks puff out as she forces her gas down your throat. Your body, almost involuntarily, starts to thrash around beneath her. You gag immediately, wanting to puke from the disgusting taste in your mouth.

“Awwww, I’m so sorry Drew, I know it probably doesn’t taste very good, but it’s necessary. I can’t have you forgetting the honorifics of your mistress, after all. Calling me Aroma just won’t do.” Aroma states, like a mother disciplining her child. “Don’t you worry though, only a few more.”

You panic, flailing desperately to try to get free, but Aroma simply responds by dropping yet another stink bomb right in your open mouth. Your eyes water as you begin to cry, desperately hoping for anything that will get you out of your nasty predicament.

“Awww, crying already sweetheart? That’s okay, it’s natural. No one likes being punished, after all…. Oh, wait, I almost forgot, you said you did!” Aroma proclaims, before her voice turns much more sinister. “Well then, I guess I’ve got **** but to give you more, right?”

Right on cue, another blast enters your mouth. Then another, and another, and another. Aroma drops repetitive farts directly into your poor, wide open mouth. At this point, you’d beg for one up your nose. All the while, you hear Aroma above you, laughing her ass off as she torments you, clearly in no hurry to stop.

“Okay, okay, I think you’ve had your mouth washed out thoroughly enough. Have you learned your lesson, little mutt?” She says, lifting her ass off of your face so you can speak. As she does, you let out a large burp, noticing the brownish-green vapor escaping your mouth, no doubt remnants of her gas.