Your farts is my command

Just a weird idea I wanted to explore a bit and I'm not sure what the long term direction is. There's no doubt going to be a lot of fart fetish but I don't intend it to be the focus of every chapter. Like and leave a comment if you enjoyed the story and do feel free to contribute your own chapter or make a suggestion.

I'm messing around with some of the game features so do start that or you may see some odd story options.

Down the hatch

Samantha is getting ready for a night out for the first time in a long while. Rebecca has been bugging her for weeks and finally she caved and admitted something needed be done to get her out of her rut.

She is examining herself closely in the mirror as she applies the final touches of make-up, she has long dark hair made up in a bun, blue eyes framed by long black lashes, and a mischievous smile with lips painted a deep red. She's wearing a black crop top that hugs her body close and makes her already ample bust looks massive, and a pair of tight fitting jeans that similarly accentuates her ass just right. Underneath a matching bra and thong of black lace and tucked away behind all that a sleeping beast of a futa-cock joined by a heavy cum-filled nutsack.

She looks at the bottle on the counter not sure what she will do with this "love potion" she ordered off the dark web. There's no label or instructions and nothing to be found online, even the site she ordered from mysteriously disappeared right after the potion was shipped. From what she can remember you drink the potion and you will be able to get any man or woman you desire.

It's probably a load of bullshit but it can't hurt to try right? Samantha uncorks the bottle and downs it in one go, a thick slimy liquid makes it's way down her throat leaving a tangy almost metallic taste in her mouth.

Suddenly! ..everything is exactly the same as before. "Whatever" Samantha mutters and calls for a taxi.

At the bar

3 hours later and Samantha and Rebecca are busy dancing their asses off in the club and the foul tasting potion washed down by one and then a second candy like cocktail. The only effect the potion seems to have had so far is upset her stomach "I should've known better than to gulp down some repackaged chemicals from the shady parts of the internet" Samantha thinks to herself as her stomach rumbles loudly and violently to the point she can feel her guts shake.

"Are you alright, hun?" Rebecca shouts in her ear.