Wouldn't there be… another payment method?

I Hope it was Worth it!

"Eh? What do you mean… Another… Payment?"

You cough a little and stall for a moment as you try to figure out what to say. Eventually deciding to tell her that you don’t really have much in terms of money.

"Do you really need It?"

It is necessary, afterall you're new to the city, you can't spend your money like that. You give a few more convincing sounding reasons and after a bit of hesitation she nods a little.

"Uh… Fine, I just… I don't know what you could do, uhmmmmm…"

You ask about cleaning the floor or some furniture, but it doesn't click with her… until...

"Ugh, you know what? I uhm... Could use another chair… This one is definitely hurting my buns! Could you do this for me?"

You look around the area for some more chairs. And don’t see any that would fit behind her desk. And then you let out an embarrassed cough for a moment. You ask her if she was talking about using you as a chair...

"Eh? Oh! No no! T-that was not what I meant… Uhh erm… I mean you could… But uh… I don't know"

There's a moment of silence, and you see her blush a bit before adopting a more, resolute, expression on her face.

It's an awkward moment, and you were just about to try changing the subject when she interrupted you.

"Alright, what about a deal? You stay under me for an hour. Full 60 minutes, and I'll let you stay in a normal room... Deal?"

You give her a nod in agreement and she stands up from her chair as it creaks a little ominously.

"Alright! So… Get down here… I guess"

You slip behind the desk, and find a comfortable way to position yourself as you ponder your life choices. You rest your back against a small cabinet. Ending up looking up at her large cheeks as she blushes a little. When you tell her you’re ready, she spreads her cheeks wide and sits down on your face. Her mountains engulf your face entirely as her hole lands right on your nose.

"Hmmm comfy… Hehe I could get used to it… Anyway, just beware! I apologize beforehand if anything slips out back there… I ate an Egg Salad and it was delicious… But I don't think my stomach agrees with it… I'll try to warn you, okay dear?

You let out a muffled agreement. And silence descends as she taps away at a computer of sorts behind her desk. A few minutes pass of nothing, nothing but you sniffing her crack for air and smelling the scent of sweat baking between her cheeks.

“Oh. I feel something coming. Uh. Hold your breath maybe?”

You do so. Trying your best not to breathe as moments after her warning, a warm hiss of gas slowly spreads her hole and leaks out. A good ten seconds of non-stop gas fills the space around you, and despite holding your breath, some of it leaks into your nose, smelling deeply of fried eggs.

“Aaah, Uh. Sorry. That was a little warm. Um. But you signed up for this. So here's the next one.”

There's another silent hiss, gas being injected right up your nose thanks to how heavily she’s sitting down on you. The one comes out much faster. Like a punch to your nose that breaks your defenses and forces its way right into your lungs. A sickening miasma of eggs starting to surround your nose.

As you breathe, you can only smell the dregs from her gassy blasts. Eggs, lettuce, cheese. All filling your lungs with sickeningly warm gas that makes you cough under her.

She's nice enough to warn you with most blasts. But some slip out without her knowing. Silent, slow and seeming like you’re the one pulling them out with how they stream out whenever you take a breath.

You cough and gag on the stench under her. But she seems to have forgotten about your existence as she shifts and repositions herself idly. You watch in horror as her hole lowers, landing on your mouth without her noticing.

“Oh my. Um. I hope your nose can take this. This one might be a bit wet.”

She lets out a cute sigh. And a loud bubbly popper explodes in your mouth as she blushes and straightens up in surprise. The flavor of her salad becomes tasteable in your mouth already.

“Ahhh. That felt pretty good hehe. Though… I hope I don’t need new panties after this one.”

There's a slight grunt, barely audible, as she releases another bubbly blast into your mouth before adjusting herself back onto your nose. Unknowingly, or uncaringly sealing the flavors in your mouth before you can exhale it out.

The revolting taste of digested eggs stains your tastebuds and when you try to breathe a little out through your nose, you come to the horrifying realization that she's sat down so hard you can’t breathe through your nose.

You struggle a little as you’re **** to swallow the gas to get it out of your mouth, but the taste continues to linger as it deepens.

You gag and shudder, and her ass opens up once more in reply.

An hour passes slowly. Your nose becomes an attachment to her hole as she continues to let out gas like a factory. Some silent and warm, others loud and wet, but it all goes up your nose, filling your lungs and stomach as your eyes start to roll back into your head from sheer disgust.

But after the disgusting **** of being under her ass for what feels like an eternity. She jolts as she seems to realize you’re still under her. Letting out a loud noxious blast in surprise that floods what little space you have left in your lungs with ass from deep in her gut, a brown bubbly sounding blast.

"Oh! Oh my! I was so caught up on… ahem… I forgot you were there dear! Oh I'm so sorry!"

Another bubbly wet fart makes you cry and **** from the smell. You fear that it will never leave your nose and mouth...

"Ahhnn… O-Oops! Oh lordy l-let me get up quickly!"

She does so, leaving you almost like a zombie as your mouth and nose stream with all the colors of a gassy rainbow. You barely manage to stand. Coughing the gas from your lungs as you do so.

"H-here dear! You can pick on this key. it's for the fourth floor, but I don't remember if it's room 10 or room 20… I'm sorry but the tag fell down and I couldn't get in contact with the person that makes them… But uh… Try one of those two! I'm sure you'll manage!"

She hands you the key while you gag on her stench and you go on your way.

When you go to the elevator, you notice how badly your breath smells. Coughing only makes it worse as you slowly **** on the remnants of her gas now getting free on this tight room

You get out as soon as the door opens and straighten up. Looking around you see the two doors…