Roxie was the first and probably the only skunkgirl Alice had ever met. She's sadistic, maybe a little too gung ho with stuffing her or sitting on her every chance of the way, but when she's more busy with other stuff, and as she mellowed down to take their relationship a lot more seriously instead of pure sex and fetish fulfillment of both sides. The enjoy each other's company, no matter how many farts or sit down Alice endure.

 

 

 

But nothing of her sessions or pranks from Roxie will ever resembled the absolute pain and torture the unaware Aroma will commit on her. Alice wouldn't know her name yet however, as Aroma strolls in gym wear in a larger duffle bag in hand to swipe a locker. A locer that's getting closer and closer to her, each step rattles and jiggles her stomach, her tits, even her ass. They were as big as they are wavy, whales would be insulted if you make a Yo Mama so Far joke and the punchline is Aroma.

 

 

 

Finally strutting behind where Roxie's locker is, Alice was met with the titanic posterior of Aroma, it reeks of constant farts so deadly it beats anything Roxie has yet thrown at her. What's worse, Alice thinks that ass is coming for her!! Quick she needs to flee.

 

 

 

Alice tries getting away only for the entire ass to cover a wide enough are a few stretched meters out of the drop zone. Alice would either have to slip down the bench or risk it all to flee out as the titanic blimp Aroma calls her ass slowly makes her descent. 

 

 

 

And then PLAP!  Alice was 'eatened' up by the enormous ass cheeks. Slowly getting buried by her sucking her body deeper and deeper, caressing herself unknowingly between the purple fur and stank coating. Alice herself gags instantly at the strong smell surpassing before now that she was forced to face the asshole alone.

 

 

 

Worse yet, it appears her body registered this entire scenario to be hot. She could feel herself getting turned on, the last emotion she wanted to feel when a stranger of all people out of nowhere accidentally do this. 

 

 

 

"HEY! HELLO!! DOWN HERE!! I'M TRAPPED!! PLEASE LET ME OUT!!" She yelled, as uncomfortable as it is, she's more worried this will impact her time in the gym rather than more in her life in danger. 

 

 

 

But regardless of reasons, this stranger, Aroma, who she has yet to know her name off. Didn't so much respond. Likely because even as she yell, the gigantic Asscheeks Aroma had been gifted with were larger than any other anthropomorphic animals around. And they were highly trained, the ass was firmer, a fine combination between jiggly fat and pure muscle, it feels like her body was not fat because she has bad eating habits or a lack of exercise, it was because she was designed that way. 

 

 

 

As if the fat was made to smother the poor little Mousegirl, struggling to even breath between the asscheeks, already submitted way, way quicker than she ever did with Roxie. 

 

 

 

But nothing, will ever compared the terrible, terrible experience she would have as the anus puckered out, and Alice begins pounding the walls in panic uselessly.

 

 

 

And then, it happened. *PBFFFFTFPRPRPRPRPRPRPRPTTTFFFFF~* A massive thunder gust of purple toxic wind spew out and directly attacks Alice's entire senses, she could feel her nose wrinkle and choke, she could feel her mouth disgustingly hot and tangy, her eyes seared washing her tears, her body slowly limping in shock as it was pushed away so violently out of the buttcheeks she was having a hard time escaping, but only as far as the BBW skunkgirl's underpants allowed it.

 

 

 

Worse news yet, she wore the type that's super airtight, designed so that farts like her don't spill in public places, this means Alice had to ruminate the fart she was forced to endure upon. A fart so terrifyingly worse than anything Roxie would send her. She tried holding her breath and nose, but it felt worse when she was forced to breath in. Despite her paralysis, she even tried to climb out to air the stench, but her weakly body couldn't outstretch the bands that was her airtight underpants.

 

 

 

All day long in the gym, she was forced to endure the fart coated sweat and smog filling the underpants, Roxie herself tried calling out for her, even called her phone, but Alice's phone was fried by the farts themselves, and even Alice, having been blasted on multiple occasions was starting to lose it. 

 

 

 

Maybe she could've handled this kind of things in moderation with Roxie. But facing someone this big, with a fart that horrible, and in constant stream. She was never the same afterwards. 

 

 

 

Especially after the sauna session. The smell and constalyt dripping sweat, finally manage to break the poor little Mousegirl, exhausted beyond belief, poisoned and suffocated.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

BAD END

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