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I recently discovered AI Dungeon. I had a nice little Stinkface Adventure. For those of you who don’t know, Ai Dungeon is a game that is like a text based adventure, but it is very, very powerful.
80% of this story was generated by the game based on my responses, and a few key suggestions I made. Some of it doesnt make sense because its AI generated, but enjoy:
You are the mascot of a football team. You are in the locker room and the team is torturing you with their asses. The big burly center named Odd has tied you to the bench and is sitting on your chest while his buddies have been kicking your legs apart, punching you in the face and stomping on your back.
"Ohh! Ohhh!" he says as he continues to kick you. "I love this game! I'm gonna make you scream like a girl!"
The other players are laughing at you, but one of them steps forward.
He is the quarterback. He grins. He tells Odd to sit on your face.
The center sits on your face and begins to grind into you. You begin to turn red as his weight presses down on your face.
You hear the Quarterback tell Odd to start farting on your face.
Odd complies and farts onto your face as you begin to smell them all over the room. The Quarterback asks you if you like it.
"Yeah, smelly." He then tells Odd to make even stinkier farts.
The smell is disgusting, but the boys around you are enjoying themselves. The center grinds into you as you hear him tell you to make sure you don't forget to smile.
"Remember to have fun!" the Quarterback says.
You're in a locker room and you're tied up. You're being kicked around and abused, but you know that you have to keep your mind on the game if you want to get out of this alive.
Odd pulls down his pants and sits his bare arse on your face.
"Smile, pretty boy!" he laughs.
The smell is awful. You begin to turn red as you feel the warm gas pass over your mouth and nose. You start to breathe through your mouth and hold in your stomach as you feel the awful farts bubble inside.
"Make 'em stink!" the Quarterback laughs.
You begin to smell something rotten and horrible. You gag as the smell fills your nose. The heat is awful and you feel your bowels do their job.
"Oh yeah! Smell my rotten egg!" Odd says.
The boys around you laugh as you feel the pain of the poisonous farts burning your insides.
"Oh I'm gonna win this game!"
You pass out.
When you wake up the Quarterback is standing over you.
"You're awake! That's good! Well now it's time to play a little game!"
You try to speak, but you can't even open your mouth. You're body feels like its on fire.
"You should see this at least once. Smell yourself, 'cause that's gonna be your scent for the game!"
You try to yell, but you're unable to make any sound as you feel the Quarterback take out a dirty cloth and smell it.
"Yuck! You're stinking rotten!"
The boys around you laugh as the Quarterback holds the cloth up to your face. You feel the cloth against your skin and you try to pull it away, but you can't even lift your head.
"You know what that is, don't you?"
You try to nod, but you can't even move your head.
The quarterback tells you that this is Odd's lucky underwear. He has worn it every game this year and never washed it. He puts it on before every game and it supposedly gives him magical powers.
"It's magical underwear that gives you magical powers."
You have no words.
He tells you that your going to have to wear it on your head
He places the underwear on your head and tells you to take a big whiff. You do so only to get the awful smell of Odd's underwear filling your lungs.
"If you take that off your face, im going to have Odd sit on your face and fart again"
You try to nod yes, but you can't even open your mouth.
"Okay, now we play!"
The game begins and the Quarterback immediately runs for a long touchdown pass. The entire time you're on the field you can smell Odd's underwear.
You begin to feel tired and dizzy as the Quarterback completes several more passes.
When you think no one is looking you take the underwear off your head and throw it on the ground. You need to get away from the smell.
You try to run off the field, but you don't know where your going.
You try to run away but bump into Odd. He sees that you have taken the underwear off your head and grins. "You knew the rules. Its Stinkface time"
Odd takes you into the lockerroom and sits on your face. You try to kick him off, but you can't move. He sits on your face and farts. You manage to move your head back a bit so the smell isn't blasting into your face and decide to breathe through your mouth. It doesn't smell quite as bad that way, but it's still disgusting.
You feel Odd take out his phone and start recording. You hear him counting down from 5 before he lets one rip. You immediately smell it before it hits your face. You try to move away, but your body just isn't working. Your tired and weak from Odd sitting on your face. You try to shake him off, but he's much heavier than you are.
You feel the terrible smell fill your nose and mouth as you struggle to breathe through it. You want to gag, but you just can't find the energy. Your vision goes black as you fall unconscious.
"Wake up! You stinkin loser!"
Odd's face is inches from your own. He doesn't look so cute anymore. You can still smell the terrible smell from the fart he let a few moments ago. You try to shake your head, but you don't have the energy.
"It's time to play another game!"
You're hit in the face with something cold and wet. It's a bucket of water. Odd sits on your chest and holds the bucket over your face. He lets one go, then another, and another. You don't know how many you've let go, but it's plenty. You let out a few screams as you're soaked and Odd continues to smile. He holds the bucket over your face for so long that you don't think you're going to get air. You're barely conscious, but you see the door to the room and try to reach for it.
"Dude! Your phone is like, vibrating off the hook!"
You try to nod, but you can barely move your head.
"Are you gonna get it? Your voice has been going crazy!"
You try to tell him no, but you don't have enough strength. Odd ignores you and gets up off your chest.
You hear Odd talking on the phone. A mysterious guest has arrived to torture you. It is his uncle, who is a pro wrestler in the WWE. His uncle is Big Show, the giant. You don't know if that's his real name or a nickname, but you're terrified regardless. You're sure that he is going to beat you to a bloody pulp.
Odd begins to laugh. "Yeah, he's in the room right now!"
You see the door knob turn, but you know it's too late. There's nowhere to run and no way to escape. The room begins to shake as you hear the heavy footsteps of Big Show in the room.
Big Show grins. He looks at you. "You the one Im gonna stinkface?"
You don't know what that means, but you hope that he doesn't smell as bad as Odd said.
"Well, you might as well get it over with then."
You back up into a crorner. You are scared. Big Show backs up, pressing his ass into your face. The crrunching of fat and muscle is unbearable. You try not to breath in, but you can't help it. You take in the smell of Big Show's thongs. He smelly.
"What'choo thinkin' aboot it, chummer?"
You hear a huge hand drop down right on top of your head.
Big Show pressed your nose between his ass cheeks. You can feel his fingers on your face, one on each cheek. Your brain feels like it's about to explode.
"I think you need some fresh air."
Big Show lets out a long and sloppy fart. You feel the horrible smell enter your nostrils. It feels like your brain is melting. Big Show starts to laugh.
"Yeah, I think you need some fresh air too."
You can't take it anymore. You let out a scream that you didn't know was in you. Big Show presses down harder on your head. You feel like you're about to pass out. You let out a long groan that is more like a wail.
Big Show lets out a hearty laugh. "Yeah, that was a good one, Show-Show!"
Odd has his phone out and is recording the whole thing, "Im going to share this on the Stinkface Discord chat" he says.
Big Show lets out another nasty fart that causes you to let out a shriek.
"Yeah, I think you need some fresh air, don't you?"
Big Show laughs some more. He's having a blast. This is what happens when you hire uncles that are professional wrestlers. They tend to have serious sadistic urges.
