Metrofetishmodels - Yumme: Gassy Gamer Girl Farts On Delivery Guy For Bringing Her The Wrong Computer Chair (3-Part Series)

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Metrofetishmodels - Yumme: Gassy Gamer Girl Farts On Delivery Guy For Bringing Her The Wrong Computer Chair (3-Part Series)

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Giantess Gamer Girl Takes Revenge on Delivery Guy

Yumme's Wrath Unleashed

Yumme, a petite yet fiery giantess, was in the middle of an intense gaming session when she felt a knock on her door. Excitedly, she opened it to find a delivery man standing there with a package - her brand new computer chair! But as she eagerly tore open the box, she discovered it wasn't the chair she ordered.

Her eyes widened in anger, and she slammed the box shut. "What's the meaning of this?" she demanded, pointing an accusing finger at the terrified delivery man.

The man stuttered out an apology, explaining that there must have been a mix-up at the store. Yumme's glare turned colder as she realized she would have to wait even longer for her chair.

"I am not sitting on the floor while I game," she growled, her voice low and threatening. "You'll pay for this."

Without another word, Yumme grabbed the hapless delivery man by his shirt and pulled him inside. She closed the door behind them and locked it, trapping the poor guy in her lair.

Feeling emboldened by her power over him, Yumme stripped off her clothes, revealing her perfect body covered in goosebumps from excitement and anger. Then, with a sinister grin, she sat down on the delivery man's face, making him feel her weight and the heat of her body.

As she began to play her game again, she couldn't resist using her newfound control to make the man suffer even more. She farted directly into his mouth, the putrid stench causing him to gag and choke. Yumme laughed cruelly, enjoying every second of his misery.

But even as she played, she couldn't shake the thought of her uncomfortable situation. She needed a chair to sit on while she gamed, and this pathetic excuse for a man was going to provide it - whether he liked it or not.

Suddenly, an idea struck her. Yumme stood up and grabbed the chair she'd been sitting on, pulling it over to the terrified man. With a wicked smirk, she lifted him up by his neck and forced his head through the hole in the backrest.

"Here's your new chair," she purred, positioning herself so that his face was right in front of her butt. "Now you can really enjoy the game."

Yumme leaned back against the chair, using it to support herself as she played. She farted constantly, each blast filling the small room with noxious gas. The man beneath her struggled weakly, trying to break free from his bizarre new role as Yumme's personal fart cushion.

As the game came to an end, Yumme finally relented. She lifted the man up off the chair and set him down, breathing heavily. She'd had her fun, but now it was time to move on.

With one last look of contempt, Yumme left the hapless man lying on the floor, clutching his stomach and gasping for air. The door slammed shut behind her, leaving him alone with his shame and humiliation.

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