This story is set in an alternate universe in which upon reaching the age of 18, in all boys schools, the boys are separated from the fags. The boys begin their journey into manhood. They are taught about faggots and how to use them to maximize their own masculinity. The straight boys are taught that the primary purpose of a faggots existence is to inhale straight men’s farts. Faggots are fake men; sissies, homos, and queers. They are beneath straight men and are to be used only to serve the straight man. Heterosexual men are taught that farting in a faggots face is a way to boost testosterone and to assert masculine dominance. Besides that, straight guys have come to use faggots for entertainment purposes as well, such as having a fart sniffer for a farting contest on a boys night out. All straight men can agree that no matter how progressive society gets on LGBT issues, there’s nothing funnier and more masculine than a straight man blasting a faggots nostrils with a rippling fart. While the straight guys are being taught how to properly dominate faggots with their stink and farts, the faggots will be taught how to be effective fart slaves by a merciless headmaster known only as Alpha. Alpha is a hyper-masculine heterosexual man with homophobic tendencies and bad gas, a former pro-athlete who is notorious for his fart-based bullying.
The protagonist of this story is James. He is an 18 year old faggot who is, unbeknownst to him, about to begin his fart-sniffing orientation.
As James arrives to his all-boys school, he is swiftly whisked off to the basement of the school and thrown into a large empty room with all the other faggots in the school. The only noticeable feature about the room is that there are multiple air vents in every corner of the room. James and the other faggots were locked in this room by two male security guards. The male security guards order James and the others to get on their hands and knees and wait for their new headmaster to arrive. The only information they were given was that their lives were about to change forever and that the headmaster will arrive shortly to explain everything. James and the others pace around anxiously as they await to see what is about to happen to them. Suddenly the door to the room bursts open, and a very large man dressed formally enters the room. Immediately he is emanating an aura of dominance, masculinity, and intimidation. He is absolutely shredded, with his large muscles nearly popping out of his buttoned up dress shirt, which is tucked into a pair of black dress pants. James can’t help but notice the size of his ass. It’s the biggest ass he’s ever seen, his two round ass cheeks barely contained by his pants. Two muscular security guards follow behind the intimidating man. The ridiculously buff man scans the room, observing all of the fragile feminine young men on their hands and knees before him. James and all the others wait anxiously for the man to speak.
“Alright faggots!”” The man’s deep booming voice startles James as he jumps. “Let’s make one thing clear right off the bat” the intimidating man address to the classroom full of faggots before him “You exist only to serve MEN, as in red blooded pussy-loving, STRAIGHT MEN, you are FAGGOTS not men. That means you’ll be sniffing our farts and burps, used as a rag for our sweaty armpits and asscracks, and overall doing whatever the fuck we tell you to do” James’ jaw drops at the man’s blatant display of homophobia and the insane things he is saying. This can’t be happening.
“You may be shocked to hear this, but this school is funded by the government and they believe that keeping fags like you all in line and teaching you your place in society is necessary for maintaining social order. Do not try to resist. This is your biological purpose on this earth. My job here is to whip you faggots into proper shape to become effective fart slaves. You will address me only as Alpha. And you will obey me.”
James is shell shocked. He looks around the room to see everyone else has a similar expression on their face. He notices one boy raise his hand. “This is insane!! You can’t do this!!” The brave faggot protests. Alpha begins approaching the faggot without responding.
The faggot continues blabbing it’s mouth, “We have rights you know! LGBT rights are acknowledged around th-“ The faggot’s annoying preaching is cut short when Alpha large masculine hand grapples the faggots entire head. He swivels his hips slightly, pointing his ass towards the faggot’s face and cocked his leg in preparation. mercilessly, the queer’s face is shoved directly into his huge muscled straight-man butt. Alpha doesn’t hold back as he drills a short but potent “wet n’ bubbly” directly into the homo’s nostrils. “That’s what I think about your LXQRT rights” Alpha says mockingly as he looks down at the faggots face squirming in his putrid smelling ass, his thin muscle-less arms pathetically flailing and trying to fight back to no avail. Alpha releases the faggot from his ass, it dry heaves. “And that was with pants on” Alpha chuckles and grins with pride at the faggot gagging from the stench unleashed straight up his nose. “Speak when spoken too, faggot!” Alpha yells at the teary-eyed homo. Alpha was chosen as instructor for this crucial process due to his renowned noxious farts and strong masculine energy capable of dominating multiple faggots at a time.
“Let this be a lesson to the rest of you worthless faggots!” Alpha addresses the room of fart-sniffers. “Know your place or there will be punishments” Alpha continues while walking down the aisle of faggots on all fours, leaving them at eye-level with Alpha’s thick masculine ass, the faggots could smell his ass-musk as he walked by them, leaving a few “presents” for the queers as he walked by. Usually silent but deadly so the faggots behind him would gag and sometimes fall as he walked past them. “Any questions?” Alpha asks the class. A twiggy fag to the right of Alpha raises its hand, Alpha quickly points his ass in the defenceless queer’s face and blasts an obnoxiously loud fart that blows the faggots hair back. “Great” Alpha concludes, not bothering to look back at the faggot he just ass-blasted to see if it was okay as he walks to the front of the classroom.
“Each of you will be assigned a heterosexual to serve, later this week, your heterosexual superiors will arrive to try you out, blast a few farts up your pathetic noses and see which faggots they prefer...then a decision is made by the council and you are to serve your heterosexual superior until further notice.” Tears begin to well up in James’ eyes as he realizes this is legit and there’s nothing he can do about it. Alpha and all of his security guards dwarf James and all the others in size, they could easily overpower every faggot in the room and do god knows what to them. “You will remain in this room for the next several hours as we prepare your sleeping situation.” Alpha informs the devastated queers on the knees in front of him. “Guards! Open up the vents” Alpha turns around and begins to exit the room. His enormous ass jiggling slightly with each step. The security guards move to the corners of the room and open up the vents and quickly step back and exit the room immediately. James notices a very faint greenish/brownish haze seeping out of the vents. James’ nose has a few seconds of peace before it hits him. An extremely strong stench hits James like a truck. James and the other faggots almost immediately realize what’s happening. Their heterosexual peer’s farts are being ventilated through an air system into the sealed room containing the faggots. James and other faggots gag on the repulsive eggy stench penetrating their sinuses, as they are forced to inhale nothing but rank straight boy ass fumes. Their eyes well up as they all begin to cough and panic, banging on the door to no avail. This process is done to prepare the faggots for what is to come and to acclimatize them into their inevitable futures, also just for shits and gigs, nothing like watching faggots squirm and squeal as their noses are pounded with straight dude farts.
After hours marinating in the stink, the security guards enter the room again in gas masks. They head straight to the vents and close them, then removing their masks now that it’s safe for them. James and the others are so weak from inhaling straight boy gas for hours that they have no energy to resist or fight back. One of the security guards addresses the queers, “alright faggots, we’ve graciously set up your sleeping areas, we will now be escorting you there, don’t bother fighting back, you’re all to weak compared to us anyways.” The security guards aggressively herd up the faggots and escort them out of the stench-filled room and towards where they will be sleeping for the foreseeable future. As the security guards escort them they shameless blow farts into their faces, it’s completely normal to them.
The room they’re sleeping in is filled with bunk beds, and large speakers in each corner of the room. James notices each bed has a gas mask next to it with a tube that connects to the ceiling. One of the security guard explains what the mask is for. “Alright faggots, you’re gonna be wearing these masks all night while you sleep, and what is being pumped through those tubes you ask? A constant stream of straight dude gas.” The guard laughs gleefully. “Our goal is to have you inhale as much heterosexual gas as you possibly can during your time here. These masks will be secured to your face so that you cannot remove them. Each mask corresponds to one of your heterosexual superiors, you can see whose farts you’ll be inhaling on the label of the mask. The speakers in the corner will be playing an audio recording of Alpha proving you queers with some psychological conditioning. Now let’s get you fags in bed.”
The guards guide each queer to their respective bed. James is roughly grabbed by the back of his neck and shoved into his bed. James looks at his gas mask and notices his label says “ETHAN.” James knows who Ethan is. He was an immature homophobic bully in James’ class, he loved to pick on James in the most childish ways. The guard aggressively straps the mask on to James face. “Enjoy, faggot” the guard whispers in James’ ear. Immediately James’ sinuses are flooded with a cheesy stench, james can tell exactly what Ethan ate today...a egg sandwich for breakfast...beans for lunch...and cabbage rolls for dinner, he must’ve known James had his mask tonight, he’s farting like a beast. The overhead speakers turn on for their nightly psychological conditioning. The faggots drift off to sleep to the sound of verbal degradation. “This is where you belong, faggot” James listens to the overhead announcements as Ethan’s farts continue to wreck havoc on James’ nostrils. “Youre nothing but a worthless fart-sniffer” One of Ethan’s farts is particularly potent and burns James’s nostril hair and eyelashes with its reek of rotten eggs and spoiled milk. James groans in humiliation, he can just imagine Ethan,laughing at him now as he gags of his straight-boy gas.
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