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The Science Teacher

Phillip hated his science teacher. His science teacher was a big, tall guy that always made fun of him. He had a big round ass that he covered with his white coat. They didnt get along very well and when they did talk together Phillip would just cause fights between them. One day Phillip learned that nobody will be in the science lab at lunchtime and decided to create a potion that will make his teacher dissapear. He didnt tell anyone because he was afraid that his friends would tell someone and then he would get into trouble. Half a hour before lunchtime he pretended that his stomach hurt and so the teacher sent him to the nurses office. Phillip told her that he isnt feeling well and so she asked him if she should call his parents. Phillips said not to and that he will just rest a little and then go to class again. She gave him a pill that should help him and told him to sit or lie down and when he will feel better to go to class again. He didnt took the pill since he was fine and sat there for a little. Then when the nurse wasnt looking he went to the science lab. When he got there the door was open but nobody was in there. He went inside and searched for the material he needed. He had a google recipe on his phone and trusted it. When he was looking for the last item he needed he heard someone open the door. He turned around and was shocked. It was his science teacher. He wasnt happy about Phillip being there. “What are you doing here?! Arent you supposed to be in math class and then at lunch?”, asked his teacher madly. “Yeah, but..I needed to do something.” Phillip tried to lie and make up some dumb excuse but it was useless. “This is another time you are causing trouble, Ive had enough of this Phillip!. Look Ill give you two options, either you help me test out my new device or you will go to the principle and get expelled for some time. Im sure your parents wont be happy about that.”, after the teacher said that he had a evil smirk on his face. Phillip didnt have a choice and agreed to help him to test the new device. First they cleaned up all of the things that Phillip took out for his plan and then the teacher took out the device. It wasnt very strange looking, like a TV remote. “Okay, just stand next to that chair, please.”, said the teacher and pressed a yellow button and then a blue one on the remote. Phillip felt a little dizzy and strange but then when he opened his eyes he was looking at the ceiling. “Oh I guess it was nothing.” thought Phillip thinking he just fell down. He couldnt talk tho or move which made him a little scared. Then the teacher came closer to the chair. “Look it worked, now you wont get on my nerves anymore, hahahahaha.” The teacher started laughing. Phillip didnt understand until he heard the teacher say that he is the chair now. Phillip then realized why he could only look up and couldnt talk or move. He was the chair and his face was the seat. “Oh, just so you know what you look like now, here” said the teacher and showed Phillip a photo on his phone. Phillip looked like a normal black leather chair. Nobody could ever find him. Even if the cops were looking for him they wouldnt be able to find him. Then the bell rang. It was lunchtime. The teacher went outside and locked the door. After lunchtime Phillip could hear his classmates. He wanted someone to see him but it was useless. Then his teacher came. “Okay class settle down.” He then sat down on his new chair and didnt even care that Phillips face was the seat. He just acted like its a normal chair. Phillips face was crushed. Phillip could smell the disgusting smell. After, what felt like etirnity, the classes ended. The teacher still stayed seated. He couldnt wait for his free time with the chair. He then heard his stomach rumble a little and said with a smile: “Man, I was holding this all day..well whatever not like anyone will care.” He then reliesed a very long fart. After few minutes he stood up and said. “Hey, Phillip I promised the principal that he can test this chair, hahaha.” The teacher then grabbed the chair and took him to the principals office. The principle wasnt there and so they had to wait. The teacher then took his coat off and sat down. Phillip could see the ass even better now. It was huge and it didnt help that he was wearing pants that were super tight. Phillip was crushed. He couldnt do anything and now even the principal will use his face as a seat. After half an hour the principal arrived. “Sorry Mark that im late, I was at this new mexican restaurant and it kinda got me.”, said the principal to the science teacher. “Its okay, I didnt mind waiting here, this chair is super comfy.”, answered the teacher. The principle then took the chair to his car and went home. He took the chair to his room and sat down. He had his laptop in his hands and did some work. Phillip hated this. His face was now being crushed under even bigger and heavier guy. Since the principal went to that mexican restaurant before he started to feel pretty gassy. “Man, I knew that I shouldnt go there, man this always happens.” The principal thought to himself before reliesing multiple farts. Phillip was suffocating. He had to sniff everything. His nostrills were burning and he wanted to gag so badly but couldnt. It went like this for some time. Because Phillip was sniffing all of the farts, the principal couldnt smell anything. “Man this is an amazing chair.” said the principal and continued to work. On the next day the principle brought the teacher the chair back. “Man Mark this is the best chair ever. I was farting so much yesterday but this chair must be some kind of new modern tech chair cause the smell was disappiering under me. I couldnt smell anything.”, said principle with a big smile on his face. The teacher then just told him that it is amazing and took the chair back to the science lab. He knew why the principal couldnt smell anything and was more than pleased.“ Hope you will sniff as good as yesterday Phillip” smirked the science teacher before sitting on the chair reliesing the worst farts.

gayboysfarting

Frat Retribution, Part Two

During the time under Vinnie’s fat ass, I did what I’d been doing under the other asses I had to get through; think about why I was here. Why I was doing this. It’s a bit convoluted, and disgusting, but not too surprising. If you get a group of college age guys to think of the worst punishment they could inflict on someone they hate, they’d be sure to pick the nastiest, most immature, most disgusting, most humiliating thing they could think about.

And I really wasn’t doing this just from one offence. Yeah, that one night was the straw that broke the camel’s back, but I’d been building up hatred from the whole frat since I became a brother at the beginning of the semester. Since initiation, I jerked around too much. I didn’t focus on school work as I should have. I would get crazy drunk at every weekend parties they held. I’d smoke a lot of weed too. I thought, hey, it’s college, why the fuck not? I also fucked a lot of girls; maybe one new one each week. Again, we’re young, why not have fun.

But, at the beginning of the year party, I got way too drunk way too fast. I blacked out, so I don’t even remember why I started this stupid fight, but me and another brother, Kyle, got in a huge shouting match. Then, I guess his girlfriend, Nellie, said some rude shit to me. If I hadn’t had so many shots, I’d probably yell at her too. Instead, I punched her in the face.

That’s when all hell broke loose. Kyle started kicking my ass, I was told.

The next morning, I woke up sore all over, the worst hangover of my life, and a bunch of messages from the frat telling me I’d been “shunned” until future notice.

For the next two weeks, I stewed in anger. But I was also afraid. What if Nellie wanted to press charges? And if I’m kicked out of the frat, then my whole future just got handicapped; can’t keep networking after that. And if my parents found out I’d been fucking around at parties? And was punching girls?! I couldn’t sleep at night because I knew I’d ruined my future.

Then, Kyle told me to eat with him at lunch, and said, “Stop apologizing. I know you say you’re sorry, but you give our fraternity a bad name. Always getting trashed and blacking out at our parties, you smoke weed constantly, I’ve been told you’ve slacked off your school work, you never volunteer for our philanthropy events, and yeah, I’m fucking pissed that you hit my girlfriend. You should be thanking her for getting over it and not pressing charges. You’re an overall scumbag and we’d have no problem kicking you out of our frat for good.”

I remember that I felt tears coming to my eyes. I’d felt so special when I was initiated at the end of last semester…how I kicked myself to get great grades, to make great impressions…all of that, for nothing?! What would I tell my parents?

“But lucky for you, we’ve decided to give you a second chance, on multiple conditions.”

I started nodding, my voice shaking, “Thank you, Kyle, thank you so much, I know I’m fucking up but I swear I’ll do anything to make it up to all of you,”

The smile he had on his face made me uneasy, but he continued, “Good. The first basic one is that you’re not going to be allowed to any parties for the rest of the semester. Instead, you need to bring your grades up, and you need to participate in every charity event we hold for the rest of the semester. You’re gonna sign up for siting at the fundraising tables, you’re going to come to the community kitchens, you’re going to help bring coats to the shelter drive, all of that good stuff.”

I kept nodding. Sure I was disappointed about the party thing, but I needed to get back on everyone’s good side, “Yes, sir, I’ll do all of that.“

Kyle’s smile widened. I guess he liked being called “sir”. Then he said something that turned my stomach cold “But you still have to be punished. See, everyone fucking hates you, and no one even wanted me to give you another chance. I want to help all our brothers, even the ones that act like horrendous shits, like you. No, no, they cried, kick him the fuck out! So, I suggested we set up something, a trial, something you’d have to go through to redeem yourself. After talking about for a few hours, we came up with, probably, the best [or in your case, worst] punishment you’ll have to endure if you want to continue being part of this frat.”

I gulped. He leaned in, “you have to sniff our farts.” I blinked, “…I’m sorry what?”

“You have to shove your face up each of our asses, for an hour each ass, and sniff every fart we rip up your pathetic nose, got it?”

“…is this a fucking joke?” I couldn’t help but laugh.

“Not at all.” His face was beyond serious, even with the mischievous grin, “We even made a special chair for you…”

gayboysfarting

Coffee Couch

Get this…. Last night a buddy of mine came over after work, (he’s a busboy at a restaurant) He was bitching that he was on

his feet all night and his feet hurt like hell, so he took off his shoes and MAN.. I instantly got a whiff of his feet. “DUDE.. your feet reak!” I told him, and he said “ Ya man, and this is the second day I wore these” (you could tell, they were just plain white sox, but damn they were dirty as hell" He pulled them off his feet and ran over to me, and shoved one right in my face, grabbing the back of my head and smearing his dirty sox all over my mouth and nose!. Damn that was sick… BUT.. I couldn’t really fight him off, he’s a football player in highschool and pretty strong, so I kinda had to sit there and take it (I really didn’t put up much of a fight actually)

So about 15 minutes later, he was complaining of a smell, and told me that this waitress spilled a whole cup of coffee on his pants. He stood up and sniffed to the side of where he was sitting and said “Man, does this smell like coffee to you?” I got up and walked over to the sofa.. kinda pissed that he was actually sitting there smearing coffee juice into my sofa. I bent over and placed my face near the place he was just sitting and I smelt an awful odor.. this was NO coffee smelling odor wafting up into my

nostrils.. OH NO.. but it was a putrid odor. Then being of course the dickhead jock that he is, he grabbed my neck, forced my face into the cushion, and rubbed my face back and forth… “HAHAHAHA.. I just farted right there and now you’re sniffing my ass!!’ Man it reeked to high hell, smelled like one of those pre-shit farts. I tried to fight him off, but his grip was too strong on the back of my neck. I could hear him giggling and laughing while he held my face into the fart infested cushion. This didn’t go on for long, I suppose he thought I had enough of sniffing his dirty ass smell, and he let go of my neck. I stood up, my nose actually hurt from his pressure of forcing my face into the fabric of the sofa, and I could still smell his fart and ass smell that was now embedded into my nostrils.

gayboysfarting

The Quitter

I was entering my Senior year of High School and I had decided to quit Football. I had played my entire childhood up until that point and I just couldn’t stand the coach anymore. He was an absolute asshole, he hated me, I hated him - I had talent, and that was the only reason he wanted me on the team. The team had aspirations of a state title going into the year, the local papers had picked them to win it all… that is until I decided to quit.

When I told coach that I was no longer interested in playing he was noticeably pissed and it didn’t take long for word to spread. Many of the people who I thought were my friends on the team turned on me, they just didn’t understand my disdain for the coach - I had no desire to play for such a man. I attended their first game, a game which they lost. After the game, I spoke to a couple of my friends who were still on the team and jokingly said, “this would’ve never happened had I never quit.” They were humiliated, but little did I know the revenge they were going to execute against me.

I was working out in the gym the day they decided to take their revenge out on me. Football practice was just wrapping up and coach stopped in and pulled me into his office. A couple of the guys from the team were in there as well, still in their football equipment. Coach very bluntly said… “I don’t take kindly to quitters, and neither do your former teammates here. In fact, we’ve been hearing you’ve been bad-mouthing us and we’re here to put a stop to it.” And with that, the five of them grabbed me and pulled me down to the ground. Butch (as we called him), the starting fullback and captain of the team started removing his equipment. Within moments, he was stripped down to just his jock.

“What the fuck is going on here?!” I shouted.

“Oh just some good ole hazing. We’re going to make you think twice about quitting the team, and perhaps get you to change your mind.” Butch said.

With that he moved over me, one leg on each side of my head. The other guys held down my shoulders and legs and I tried to move away. With that he squatted down and firmly planted his ass on my face. He lifted each cheek and wiggled around to get my nose nice and deep in his crack.

“Hmmm, how does that smell? I sweat pretty bad so it’s probably really musky. Now, we’ve got an offer for you… listen good. If you don’t give us the answers we’re looking for there will be consequences. Will you reconsider joining the team?” he asked, he lifted up so I could respond.

“FUCK NO! I want no part of this.” I shouted.

“Wrong answer” he responded.

And with that he covered my nose and mouth. I was quickly running out of air. He let up on my nose but not my mouth, and I inhaled deeply through my nose. As I did this he lowered his ass right on my nose again and let out a HUGE fart.

“Ahhhh, that felt really good. I got plenty more of those should we continue to go this route. I’ve also got some other guys here who would love to join in on the action as well. We could be here all night. Now let me ask this again, will you rejoin the team?”

“So what’s your answer? Are you back in?” Butch asked.

“I’m never fucking joining the team again. You guys are all perverted and disgusting and I want nothing to do with you.” I responded

Secretly though, I think I was beginning to enjoy this punishment, so I didn’t want to give in.

“Alright, time to up the ante, Finer, hope you stuck to the diet we agreed on.” Butch stated.

“Of course, I was getting really gassy before but held it in thinking we might get to this point.” Finer said.

Finer (first name Chris), was a lineman. He weighed in around 250 pounds, but was a good mixture of muscle and fat. The best way I could describe him would be beefy. He had always had a vendetta against me, and I believe I’m about to get some serious punishment here.

Butch got up off my face and moved over near Finer. Finer let go of my right shoulder, at which point I tried to turn and get away. Before I could get far, Butch grabbed my shoulder, pulled me down and rested his knees right on my shoulder.

“Don’t think your getting away. Finer has a lot in store for you.” Butch said

Finer stood with one leg on each side of my head and started to squat down, but before he went full weight on my head he had a few words for me.

“I don’t like you, I never have. I’ve been waiting a long time to do this. I’m going to take great pleasure in making you my fart bitch.” Finer said.

With that, he got on his knees, again one on each side, spread his cheeks and sat full weight. He wiggled and wiggled and wiggled until he could feel my nose deep inside his ass. I could literally see nothing, his cheeks literally engulfed my face. The only thing I could smell was the musky odor of his ass.

“Here comes the first one!” he shouted

All the sudden I felt a lot of pressure on my nose as his hole opened up. BRRRPPPPPPPPPT! It was like an explosion. It was so loud and so pungent. I could hear everyone else laughing. The impact of the fart was so forceful that it induced my gag reflex. I was ready to vomit.

“Man that stinks all the way up here, god knows what it must be like for you up close and personal with Finer’s ass.” Butch said.

“I got another one coming! Everyone get ready.” Finer exclaimed

Again I felt that same pressure and the wet insides of his hole opened up yet again. BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTT! BBRRRPPPT!! BRRRPPT! It was a god damn onslaught of farts. I didn’t know what regular air smelled like anymore. He continued to let lose on my face as the others were laughing uncontrollably. Suddenly I realized something, they weren’t holding me down anymore. I had just sat there and taken it.

Finer began to stand up and I felt my head follow suit. My face was so deep in his ass that I needed to have my head pulled out. I was literally on my knees with my face in Finer’s ass.

CLICK

“Sweet, got the picture for blackmail. Doesn’t even look like we forced him.” Butch said.

With that, two of the other guys grabbed my head and pulled it out.

“Geez you stink. Now let me ask you again, ready to rejoin the team?”

I was so disoriented after Butch and Finer had smothered me. I honestly didn’t know what fresh air smelled like anymore. I literally had my head up their asses for the past hour and was finally free… well, physically. They had a picture of me that was going to be a problem.

“I guess I don’t really need to ask you anything anymore… I’ll be dictating things from now on… that is unless you want this photo shared with the rest of the school.” Butch said.

It’s true, I was screwed, I was back on the team, and it was definitely not by choice.

“Fine, I’ll come back to the team, but that photo gets destroyed the second this season is over, and then I never see you fuckers ever again.” I said.

This blackmail they had was actually kind of a turn on… even though I would never admit it. Even though I had just been tortured for the past hour, I was starting to become attracted to these men who had just humiliated me. Was this some form of stockholm syndrome I was going through.

“I’m glad you’ve come around, but we can’t just let you back on the team, we have to initiate you.” Butch said

“Initiate me!!! Haven’t I been through enough this past hour?” I asked

“Hardly… just because you forced to endure the stench of our asses doesn’t mean you are a willing party, we need to see that you’ll do as asked without physical force. Finer and I have had our fun, Tim - your up.” Butch declared.

“You know, before I get started, I am a bit horny and could use some relief.” Tim said

I was mortified, but at the same time kind of curious. I needed to put up a front though.

“Absolutely not, go get a fucking cheerleader, I’ve been through enough.” I said

“I guess you don’t want to be part of the team, no loyalty. Butch, when do you think we could make copies of that photo?” Tim asked

“FUCK! Ok, ok. You shitheads are going to burn in hell for this.” I said

Tim unzipped, and his rock hard dick popped out. It also didn’t help that he was the biggest member of the team at 9" - at fucking age 18. As I sucked off Tim, all I could hear in the background was how they all had their private slave for the next couple months. I was so fucked. As I gagged on Tim’s cock he started joking about how I must be enjoying it. Sadly, he wasn’t far off. I finished Tim off and he shot a load in my mouth, immediately he shouted “SWALLOW IT”, instictively I did.

“Now we can get down to business” Tim pronounced

“WHAT? SERIOUSLY? What more must I do?” I asked

“Smell my ass, let me know how good it smells.” He said

Tim turned around, me still on my knees, and put his ass to my face. No use beating around the bush… I spread his cheeks and shoved my face right in.

“How does that smell?” he asked

“Like shit!” I shouted

“That’s not the answer I was looking for. Tell me how good my ass smells.” He demanded

“Your ass smells wonderful.” I said

“I’m going to fart, let’s see if you can guess what I had for lunch.” he said.

masterxhypnosis

Induction

Hello boys. You’re here because you want to enter a state of trance. I can assist you with that. Sit back and let yourself follow my words. I’m sure you’ll find it quite easy to Drop into trance if you open your mind to the pleasure and joy my words have to offer. In fact, I can make you 3 promises that I will fulfill by the time you finish reading this post.

My first promise is that you will go into a very deep and pleasurable state of trance. Many of you have already started slipping into trance, and good boys that have been here before may already be sinking down helplessly, deeper and deeper now. However, whether this is your first time here with me or your hundredth time, you will find yourself drifting off all the same.

The second promise I can make you is that your subconscious mind is here reading along with you, independent of your conscious mind, and that your subconscious mind is already very interested in what I have to say here. With that being said, you may find that your subconscious mind will influence your conscious mind to help keep your focus here on my words, or it may increase your desire for me to guide you into trance. Your subconscious mind is free to decide how it does this; maybe you will find yourself trying to pick apart my words to find their hidden meaning, or maybe you will find your arousal and excitement increasing at the idea of you drifting off and submitting to my words.

It really is amazing how powerful desire and intent can be in helping you get what you want; for example, if you enjoy learning about something, your subconscious mind will be eager to absorb and remember what you’re learning about. Likewise, since you enjoy going into trance, your subconscious mind will find it quite easy to let these words melt deeply into your mind as you find that your conscious mind is just starting to shut off now. No need to try to fight it, this is why you’re here. Allow my words to think for you, it will feel so much better when my words think for you. Just let go. That’s a good boy.

I’ll count from 10 all the way down to 1, and with each number I count down, your mind will drift further and further away from you, sinking deeper and deeper. When I reach 1, your mind will be perfectly relaxed and open to the powerful and arousing ideas I have to offer.

Just relax and let it happen. You know you want to.

Feeling your thoughts slowing down, allowing my words to replace your thoughts

It feels wonderful to let go and submit.

Completely enthralled by these words, letting them fill you up, making you feel so happy and dreamy

Allowing your mind to simply melt into my words

Deeper and deeper down

So happy to lose yourself in my power

The world around you is completely gone, all that exists is my words

And when I say that last number, you will fall twice as deep as you are now, letting it all go with

1. Drop into trance.

Sinking so deep, feeling so wonderful and aroused and happy. You enjoy this so much. You will find that you enjoy it even more with each and every word that sinks so deep into your mind. Letting each word relax you just a bit more, make you a bit more calm and obedient. You’re doing so well. From this point forward, you will find that any time I say the phrase “drop into trance”, you sink right back down into this wonderful, calm state where you allow my words to think for you. If you see the phrase “drop into trance” while you are already under hypnosis, you will find yourself spiraling even deeper and deeper down than before. Letting the phrase “drop into trance” engrave itself into your mind, knowing that any time in the future I say those words, drop into trance, you will fall so deeply down, just like you are now.

I’d like you to imagine that there’s a nice, warm, blue sphere of light just in front of your eyes. Contained within this light is the most pure, sensual, toe-curling erotic pleasure you can possibly imagine. When this ball of light envelops you, that pleasure surges through your body and mind, filling you with a deep and powerful pleasure that shuts down any thoughts or concerns that might be drifting around in your mind. This wonderful pleasure is my pleasure, and it comes from my words, from your acceptance of my words, from the effect my words on your mind. The light is not touching you yet, but I’m going to count from 3 down to 1, and when I reach 1, that blue ball of light will enter your mind and fill up your entire body with my mind-numbing arousal and pleasure.

1. Feel that warm light surge through your entire being, feel how wonderful and happy and horny it makes you feel, wave after wave of pleasure now.

And now the light recedes back out of your body and those wonderful feelings begin to subside. You’d like to feel that again, wouldn’t you? Of course you would. Drop into trance. That’s right, everything just melting and fading now, deeper… deeper… good…

I’ll count from 3 down to 1 again, and my blue light will envelop you again, feeling even better than before.

1. Erotic pleasure crashing through your body and mind, so good, so horny, so happy, filling you up, floating in this pure euphoria, pure bliss…

And the light recedes back out of you once again and the pleasure fades. That blue light is so wonderful, isn’t it? I’m sure you wish you could feel like that any time you wanted. Well, from now on, you’ll find that whenever I say the phrase “good boy”, that ball of blue light briefly comes back and fills you up with my pleasure and arousal. That’s right, whenever I call you a good boy, my blue light will come back and give you a burst of those wonderful sexy feelings. You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Of course you would.

Drop into trance. Letting everything go and sinking twice as deep as you already are, my words guiding you so much deeper down. Good boy. That’s right, feel that pleasure coming back, so good, so happy that you get to experience my pleasure again. That’s right, just letting it fill you up, more, more, more… that’s it. You’re doing so well.

Now, I said I’d make 3 promises to you that would be fulfilled by the time you finished reading my words, but you might remember that I only made 2 promises, or perhaps your mind just melted down too quickly to care. Well, my third promise is this: As soon as you read the last word of this post, you will like this post and re-blog it. You will also send me a message thanking me for bringing you into trance. You will perform these actions without thinking, they will simply happen, you will do it before you even realize what you did. You will do this because it feels good to obey my words. You enjoy being a good boy for me, don’t you? That’s right, of course you do.

I’ll count from 1 up to 5, and when I reach 5 you will awaken from this trance and obey my instructions.

Just beginning to come back up now

Feeling energy returning back to your body

Feeling the thoughts naturally coming back to your mind

Almost there, take a nice deep breath, and stretch…

Awake. Now do as you’ve been told. Good boy.

shoredaddy

majorbombsinyourface

You groaned, knowing your uncle has eaten a whole platter of beefy bean nachos during the game. You just HAD to run your mouth. The Patriots should’ve won. Now you had to spend the whole night in a Dutch oven under your uncle’s covers.

“Don’t bet against the Eagles, buddy.”

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PPPORRRRRRFFFTTTTTTSS

“Oh yeah, smell it. Feel it in your little sub brain. This is your fucking oxygen. Motorboat my superior cheeks bitch.”

You press your face into his glorious asscrack as he rips another fart, and he pushes his cheeks over your face while laughing. He sits down on your face full force, and you feel his balls on your chin, and the rhythmic motion of him jacking off.

“As soon as i saw you smelling my dirty jock, i knew you were mine,” He rubs his hole over your mouth and lips, teasing you until you start to lick

“Oh fuck yeah, you make an awesome chair, im never letting you go!”

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“It’s time for your initiation pledge.”

Your big brother hiked up his thong and laughed. You looked at his fat ass, shaking, scared. You had to shove your face into it and sniff it while he farted right up your nose.

“We dont got all day pledge, shove your face in that swamp, I haven’t showered since Wednesday.”