Tori More - Filling Up the Slave with Farts for Lunch

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Tori More - Filling Up the Slave with Farts for Lunch

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Filling Up the Slave with Farts for Lunch

As Tori More, the mighty giantess, strolled into the dining hall, her eyes wandered over the table set for lunch. A whiff of something foul caught her nose, but it wasn't until she turned around that she realized the source. The poor, shackled slave who had been eagerly awaiting his meal was standing right behind her, his face contorted in discomfort.



"Oh dear," Tori chuckled, her heart swelling with sadistic glee. "It looks like you might need a bit of help getting ready for your meal, slave." She placed a hand on her distended belly, feeling the warmth seep through her thin dress. The slave gasped as he realized what was coming next.



With a flick of her wrist, Tori unfastened her dress, letting it fall to the floor in a pool of emerald green satin. Beneath it, she was naked except for a pair of lacy black panties that did nothing to contain her voluminous gaseous load. The slave's eyes widened in terror, but he couldn't look away from the sight before him.



"Open your mouth, slave," Tori commanded, her voice dripping with authority. The slave obeyed without hesitation, his lips parting to reveal his trembling tongue. With a hollow boom, Tori released the first of many gusts from her mighty cauldron of a stomach. The hot, putrid wind crashed into the slave's face, causing him to cough and choke.



"Swallow it," Tori growled, slapping him hard across the face. The slave forced down the noxious fumes, feeling his stomach churn with each passing moment. Tori continued to release wave after wave of foul-smelling gas into her helpless captive's face, filling his lungs with the rank odor of her meal.



As the slave struggled to breathe, Tori reached down and grabbed a handful of his hair, pulling his head up to meet her own. Their eyes locked for a moment, Tori's filled with a sadistic glimmer, while the slave's were filled with nothing but fear.



"That's it, slave," Tori purred, her voice dark and menacing. "Take it all in. It'll be your only meal for the day." With one last, powerful exhalation, Tori emptied the remainder of her gut into the slave's open mouth. The slave gagged and retched, his stomach heaving from the sheer volume of air and gas he'd just been forced to consume.



Tori stepped back, admiring her handiwork. The slave was bent double, his body wracked with coughing fits and dry heaves. She couldn't help but feel a twinge of satisfaction at his misery. After all, he was just another pawn in her game of control and domination.



With a wave of her hand, Tori dismissed the slave, knowing that he would be left to suffer for some time to come. She turned and walked away, her high heels clacking against the stone floor, leaving behind a trail of stench and humiliation in her wake.

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