The park is closing, Emily has to head home.
Tiny Life Guard
chapter 17
by
copier
· original author:
bronzehawkz
While Emily was gawking at your flattened form the park speaker sounded and you heard Melissa's voice telling all the attendees to gather their belongings and head home. "Oh, guess it's time to bring you home." She put her thong back on and left the bathroom to head to the changing rooms. There she changed out of her bikini top but kept you on. She put on a t-shirt and black jeans, the denim cutting off any light you had and sealing you in absolute darkness. The woman headed to the entrance of the park and then to the parking lot.
Before stepping into her car Emily pulled her thong up a deeper into her crack, making you come face to face with the woman's smelly brown pucker. She sat down in the car seat and turned the car on. The smell of ass was dizzying. In your current state as part of her thong it was as though you could only infinitely inhale. There was no exhaling for you. Just constant inhalation of her heady, funky butt stink. It made you feel sick but you couldn't even gag or heave, it was just an eternal feeling of nausea that wouldn't go away caused by this odor.
The ride itself was actually comfortable. The vibrations of the car rocked you back and forth and the muffled sounds of the car engine and moving road made your eyes heavy and lulled you into a nap...
Only a couple of minutes later your slumber was interrupted by a loud explosive sound that jolted you awake! Your eyes widened wondering what that was, where did it come from!? Then the smell hit you. "Oopsies, excuse me!" Emily just ripped a massive fart on your face, her anus only milometers away from your flat body. Your eyes stung painfully but your body could produce no tears to soothe them, you were forced to inhale the eggy, rotten stench of her gas. There was no way for you to turn away, no way for you to hold your breath, no way for you to vomit, gag, or heave, you just inhaled completely as the nasty woman's bikini thong.
"Oh boy here comes another..." While driving Emily leaned over to one side and let her anus pucker and open. A torrent of hot gas unleashed from the depths of her bowels but it was silent this time, but that didn't make a difference for you. You still inhaled the disgusting gas, your eyes still felt like they were on fire. She distributed her weight evenly again, now trapping you in the smell.
Eventually the smell of her farts dissipated for the most part, but the stink clung to the fabric of her panties, or in other words, the stench clung to your skin. For the rest of the ride to your new home you inhaled the stale air.
You could hear the car door open as she got out. She had now driven you to her home miles away from the park, miles away from anyone who would recognize you. The full weight of the situation sunk in completely now. You were apart of her thong, imprinted permanently, and there was nothing you could do.
Before stepping into her car Emily pulled her thong up a deeper into her crack, making you come face to face with the woman's smelly brown pucker. She sat down in the car seat and turned the car on. The smell of ass was dizzying. In your current state as part of her thong it was as though you could only infinitely inhale. There was no exhaling for you. Just constant inhalation of her heady, funky butt stink. It made you feel sick but you couldn't even gag or heave, it was just an eternal feeling of nausea that wouldn't go away caused by this odor.
The ride itself was actually comfortable. The vibrations of the car rocked you back and forth and the muffled sounds of the car engine and moving road made your eyes heavy and lulled you into a nap...
Only a couple of minutes later your slumber was interrupted by a loud explosive sound that jolted you awake! Your eyes widened wondering what that was, where did it come from!? Then the smell hit you. "Oopsies, excuse me!" Emily just ripped a massive fart on your face, her anus only milometers away from your flat body. Your eyes stung painfully but your body could produce no tears to soothe them, you were forced to inhale the eggy, rotten stench of her gas. There was no way for you to turn away, no way for you to hold your breath, no way for you to vomit, gag, or heave, you just inhaled completely as the nasty woman's bikini thong.
"Oh boy here comes another..." While driving Emily leaned over to one side and let her anus pucker and open. A torrent of hot gas unleashed from the depths of her bowels but it was silent this time, but that didn't make a difference for you. You still inhaled the disgusting gas, your eyes still felt like they were on fire. She distributed her weight evenly again, now trapping you in the smell.
Eventually the smell of her farts dissipated for the most part, but the stink clung to the fabric of her panties, or in other words, the stench clung to your skin. For the rest of the ride to your new home you inhaled the stale air.
You could hear the car door open as she got out. She had now driven you to her home miles away from the park, miles away from anyone who would recognize you. The full weight of the situation sunk in completely now. You were apart of her thong, imprinted permanently, and there was nothing you could do.
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