Fun Aussie Couple - Fart Slave made to be my Seat

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Fun Aussie Couple - Fart Slave made to be my Seat

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The Giantess' Farting Seat

A Personal Fart Slave

As you lay there, eyes locked on her heavenly figure, she straddled you, her ample breasts towering above. With a smirk, she gently pressed down on your stomach, her weight causing your heart to race. "I knew your face would make the perfect seat for me," she purred, her warm breath tickling your skin. "And so convenient too! I can just sit like this for hours."

She leaned in closer, her lips grazing your ear. "Too bad for you, I'm so gassy today," she whispered with a mischievous grin. "But don't worry, I'll make sure you get them unfiltered." Her hand reached down, slowly unbuttoning your pants. "Don't you just love my smotherbox?"

The scent of her farts filled the air, a mixture of strawberries and cream that made your head spin. But you couldn't resist - you craved more of her intoxicating aroma. As she continued farting directly on your face, you felt her power course through you. You were her fart slave, existing solely to relish in her gaseous delights.

Her hands roamed freely over your body, tracing every inch of your skin. She leaned down, her breath hot against your cheek. "You're such a good boy," she cooed, her voice sending shivers down your spine. "Now just take a deep breath and enjoy the taste of your queen's farts."

With each passing moment, you sank deeper into her world of giantess worship. The taste of her farts mixed with the feeling of her weight pressing down on you, creating an intense sensation that you couldn't begin to describe. You were lost in her gaze, her every move commanding your attention.

As she finally stood up, leaving you alone on the floor, you couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness. But then she knelt back down, straddling you once again. "I think you need a little more time with my smotherbox," she laughed, her ample ass cheeks jiggling enticingly. "After all, it's my job to make sure you're properly trained."

And so, you remained at her feet, eagerly anticipating each new round of her farts. You were her fart slave, and you wouldn't have it any other way.

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