Metrofetishmodels - Rosalia: I Farted On Your Pillow And I Will Fart In Your Mouth Too (Part 2)

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Metrofetishmodels - Rosalia: I Farted On Your Pillow And I Will Fart In Your Mouth Too (Part 2)

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The Reigning Giantess

Part Two: Farting on His Pillow and Beyond

Exhausted from the night's events, Jack collapsed onto his bed, hoping for a moment's respite from Rosalia's relentless humiliation. However, his hopes were quickly dashed as he felt something warm and pungent wafting towards him. His eyes opened wide in horror as he realized what it was—Rosalia's farts, lingering in the air around him. She had carried her scent from room to room, leaving a trail of embarrassment in her wake.

Jack sat up, his face flushed with shame. "I'm sorry, Rosalia," he muttered, "I never meant to upset you." He looked at her pleadingly, hoping she would show some mercy. But Rosalia was in no mood for forgiveness. With a sneer, she strutted over to him, her towering frame casting a shadow over him.

"Oh, don't be sorry for me, Jack," she said, her voice dripping with contempt. "I've been farting all day, and trust me, I'm not the one who should be apologizing." She leaned down, her breath hot on his neck. "You see, I farted on your pillow. And now, I'm going to fart in your mouth."

With that, Rosalia lowered herself onto Jack's face, her giantess form engulfing him completely. She released a deep, satisfying fart, filling his nose and mouth with its potent scent. Jack gagged and coughed, trying desperately to escape the stench. But there was nowhere to go—he was trapped beneath Rosalia's massive weight.

Overwhelmed by the humiliation, Jack started to weep. He couldn't believe he had been reduced to this—a pathetic human being, at the mercy of a giantess who took pleasure in his suffering. But even in his darkest moments, he couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of arousal. He was addicted to Rosalia's power, her dominance, her farts.

Further Adventures with Giantess Rosalia

As the night wore on, Jack's mind wandered to the possibilities of what might happen next. Would Rosalia continue to fart on him? Would she force-feed him her farts until he couldn't take anymore? Or would she find other ways to humiliate him, like making him clean up her messes with his tongue? The thought of it all made Jack's heart race and his cock twitch beneath him.

In the end, Jack couldn't take any more. He begged for mercy, promising to do anything she wanted if she would just stop. And so, with a smirk, Rosalia lifted her enormous foot and placed it on his chest, pinning him down. "Anything?" she taunted. "Anything at all?"

Jack nodded, tears streaming down his face. "Yes, anything," he whimpered. "I'll do anything you want." And with that, Rosalia leaned down and whispered into his ear, her warm breath sending shivers down his spine. "Good boy," she purred. "Because I have plans for you, Jack. Big plans."

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