You move out of the way
Teen wolf stink torture (imported 24-07-19)
Chapter 17
· original author:
ericballbach
You run and make it almost fully out of the way as he plops down and starts to open up an old leather book. You aren't under his butt but you have to climb the bed like a rock wall to get out of the mattress valley. You hear Stiles stomach rumble as his butt lets out a squeaky fart. The blow pushes you a little up the wall but you then start tumbling right back face first into his ass. He feels your body hit into and lifts his butt up onto one cheek and gives it a scratch before plopping it back down. The smell makes you nauseous. And Stiles stomach rumbles again. You begin to think of your escape routes. You can try and climb up the wall, or you could hope that one of his farts will blow you up it. Or you could maybe get his attention. He farts again and you get blown back up and start sliding back down. Your legs slip under his crack and you put your hands up to stop yourself from slipping more. In a matter of moments you could be propelled right down to the middle of his bottom and have to suffer the musk of his sweat and stench of his farts. You have to think quick. You know you have your phone still in your pocket with Stiles number saved into the contacts. You could hope that it can still call Stiles. Or you can try and stay under and wait out Stiles reading and fart torture. You start to grab your phone but another fart makes you lose your hand placement and you slip down. You feel ass hairs poking through the thin fabric as the sweat and fart smell worsens. You put your hands up hoping to grab onto anything when your hand grabs ahold of a piece of fabric revealing to you a hole in his boxer shorts. You pull yourself up and start making your way to any of the sides away from the hole. You feel your way on the boxer until you see a shadowy figure in front of you. You grab ahold of a hair and realize you're at his cock. You shutter as you go to let go as Stiles rips another fart. This one seemed louder and longer. You grabbed onto the hair tighter as the hot smelly air rushed past you. You try and hold your breath but the smell was unbearable. You hear Stiles let out a laugh. "That was a long one" he mutters joyfully. You think of what to do. You can try and call him, or you can try and crawl and climb up his pubic hair up and out the top of his boxers.
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