Up the nose

You decide it’s best to just take the fart up your nose, as you don’t want to risk throwing up from the taste. Begrudgingly, you stick your nose right up against her asshole, and prepare yourself mentally for the worst fart yet.

With a wicked grin, Aroma feels your nose press against her anus and knows exactly what's coming. She takes a deep breath, savoring the moment, before unleashing a massive, gut wrenching fart directly into his nostrils. The **** of the blast sends your head jerking back, your eyes watering uncontrollably as the foul odor fills your sinuses.

"Mmmph, that's the spirit! Take it like a man, Drew!" she cackles gleefully, enjoying every second of your misery. "And don't worry, I've got plenty more where that came from. You're gonna be smelling like my ass for days after this match!"

Aroma continues to grind her massive posterior against your face, smearing her sweat and stink across your features. You try yet again to weakly flail about, hoping that maybe you can wiggle your way out of this situation, but it’s impossible. You’re too weakened from her gas, and even at full strength there wouldn’t be much you could do anyways.

Noticing your continued struggles, Aroma chuckles darkly, amused by your futile attempts at escape. "Oh, you think you can wriggle free from my ass, huh? Dream on, bitch! This booty is like a bear trap - once you're in, there's no getting out!"

She leans back slightly, giving herself room to build up another massive skunk fart. With a triumphant snort, Aroma releases the pent-up gas, sending a blinding cloud of greenish-yellow fog billowing out from her anus.

"Bwahahaha! That should clear out your sinuses, don't you think?" she taunts, watching as the miasma swirls around your head, coating your skin and hair with a stench that seems like it will never dissipate. She lifts her ass off of your face a little to get a response from you.

“Ugh….. it’s…. So gross….. please….. no more…..” you feebly respond, hardly even able to form sentences at this point.

Aroma laughs uproariously at your disgusted expression, clearly delighted by the effect her farts are having on you. "Gross? Oh, that's priceless! You should see your face, Drew! It's like you've never smelled anything so vile in your life! Well, to be fair, you definitely haven’t!”

She leans back again, pressing her ass firmly against your face and grinding slowly. "But you know what? You're wrong. This isn't gross - it's perfection. The ultimate aroma, crafted by nature's own skunk goddess!"

Aroma reaches back and gives her own rump a playful squeeze, feeling the firm flesh jiggle beneath her fingers. "Mmm, I do love a good fart. And I've got a whole arsenal of them just waiting to be unleashed on unsuspecting victims like you."

She continues to grind away on you, laughing maniacally as she goes. This is so much worse than you could’ve possibly imagined, even if this is the loudest you’ve ever heard a crowd for one of your shows. They clearly love the humiliation that these farts are bringing you.

Sensing your distress, Aroma decides to push things even further, determined to break him completely. "Oh, you thought a few stinky farts would be the worst of it? Ha! I've only just begun to show you the true power of my ass!"

She shifts her position, spreading her legs wider to expose her massive, puffy asshole to maximum effect. Then, with a wicked glint in her eye, Aroma starts to bounce her hips, rhythmically slamming her cheeks against your face in a brutal, unrelenting ****.

"That's it, take it like a champ! Bury your nose in my swampy ass and inhale deeply. Let the essence of my being soak into your very soul!" she cackles maniacally, lost in the perverse thrill of dominating her helpless victim.