Metrofetishmodels - Laura Lins: I Am Constipated And Your Mouth Is The Perfect Toilet For My Farts (3-Part Series)
Laura's Desperate Release
Part 1: Doctor's Visit
Laura Lins, a tall and imposing model with a body that commands attention, winced in pain as she clutched her stomach. She knew something was wrong and could feel the pressure building up inside her. With a look of desperation, she picked up the phone and dialed the doctor's number.
"Hello, doctor," she said, her voice trembling with anxiety. "I need your help. I'm having terrible stomach pains, and I think I might be constipated. Could you please come over as soon as possible?"
The doctor listened to her plea before promising to be there shortly. However, Laura couldn't wait any longer. She knew that the pressure was becoming unbearable, and she needed to find relief immediately.
Part 2: Max's Complaints
As Laura waited for the doctor, she heard her roommate Max complaining about the smell of her farts. "I can't stand it anymore," he groaned. "The stench is unbearable."
Laura's face turned red with embarrassment, but she couldn't deny the truth. Her stomach was rumbling, and she knew that every time she passed gas, it was filling the room with its putrid odor.
Part 3: The Human Toilet
Finally, the doctor arrived, but Laura couldn't wait any longer. She grabbed Max by the collar and pulled him close. "You're going to help me," she growled, her eyes flashing with authority. "I need you to be my human toilet."
Max's eyes widened in fear as he realized what she was saying. But before he could protest, Laura bent over and released a huge fart right into his open mouth. It was like being hit with a wave of rotten eggs and sulfur.
Without giving him time to recover, Laura pushed him against the bed and stood over him, her ass pointed directly at his face. One after another, she dropped several farts down his throat, making him gag on her toxic farts.
The Power of Control
As Laura's stomach rumbled with gas, she got down on all fours, bending over, and pushed Max's mouth to her asshole. With a force that belied her petite frame, she made him swallow every fart from her asscrack.
You could hear him gag on her foul-smelling gas as she sat on his face like it was a toilet seat, relieving her belly of hot, stinky gas. With each passing moment, the power dynamic shifted more firmly into her hands. And as for Max, he knew he was nothing more than a helpless pawn in her twisted game of control.
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