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Tori More - Couch Fart Mouth and The Sniffing Bet
« on: April 05, 2026, 08:40:47 PM »

Tori More - Couch Fart Mouth and The Sniffing Bet


   
   

The Sultry Giantess and Her Pungent Pranks



Couch Fart Mouth: A Promising Cleaner's Trial



In the lavish studio of Tori More, a newcomer named Andrew was summoned to clean the famous giantess's fish tank. Eager to impress and secure future work, he diligently prepared his equipment. Suddenly, he was called over to her extravagant couch. With a smirk curling her lips, she ordered him to kneel before her plump, bare bottom. Unsuspecting, he complied, as she revealed her sinister plan: to test his endurance by having him open his mouth under her farting ass.



The Sniffing Bet: A Daring Challenge



Tori More's reputation preceded her. She was known for her irresistible allure and her penchant for testing the limits of those who dared cross her path. Her latest challenge was audacious yet tantalizing: to sniff her farting ass for three full minutes. Such an act would require immense fortitude, but the prize was worth it—the chance to serve this goddess once more.



The Encounter: Fumes, Fright, and Fascination



As Tori More lowered herself onto the couch, her gargantuan ass descended upon Andrew like a dark cloud. She leaned over, positioning his face directly beneath her powerful farting hole. The first blast hit him like a tornado, sending waves of nausea through his body. But he held on, determined to prove himself. The second and third waves were even stronger, threatening to overpower him. Yet, somehow, he managed to stay put.



The Fallout: The Stench of Defeat



As the final moments ticked by, Andrew felt his resolve weakening. The overpowering odor of farts and sweat was making it difficult to breathe. Just when he thought he could endure no more, Tori abruptly ended the challenge. She leaned back, revealing a triumphant smirk on her face. "I knew you couldn't last," she gloated, her disdain for him palpable. "But don't worry, you've proven yourself useful. Now, clean my fish tank."



And so, Andrew found himself once again kneeling before the mighty Tori More, this time with a newfound appreciation for her formidable powers and a lingering fascination that only further entangled him in her web of dominance and submission. The experience had been overwhelming, but it had left an indelible mark on him—one that he would carry with him throughout his time serving this enigmatic giantess.

Tori More - Couch Fart Mouth and The Sniffing Bet

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