You squirm and wriggle under her sweaty rear, but she still doesn’t notice you, you squirm and squirm when you hear an ominous gurgle above, you squirm harder but then Wendy unleashes a nasty fart, you squirm and squirm, but she just continued farting without a care in the world. She began rubbing her massive ass on the seat, grinding you deeper in to the sweaty ass stain on the chair. “Oh my god that burrito was so good, i feel like i could pop, ooh ow, my stomach hurts, i think i’m gonna fa-“ she fell silent, but her ass did not, she let a very nasty and smelly fart out onto you. The fart lasted a full minute, a whole 60 seconds of smelly agony for you. By now her ass was so smelly and sweaty, the smell could be used to clear a country. But this horrid aroma was just for you, little tiny you. This went on for hours, of the old hag just grinding you in to her chair, completely unaware of your existence. She continued releasing fart after fart, when her phone rang. Wendy picked her phone up off the desk and it was her boss, telling her she was going to do a twenty four hour shift in her office due to somebody in the building being in danger of being murdered, Wendy isn’t even allowed to leave her workstation unless someone broke in.She couldn’t leave for food so she ordered more bean burritos for delivery. Your life was about to be hell. Wendy continued to rub her chair out of boredom. She eventually ate one of her burritos to see how long she could drag her farts for. You squirmed and squirmed but she just kept farting on you, toot after toot. The smell grew worse and worse after every fart, and you were practically bathing in her ass sweat now. You had been under her ass for 6 hours when night finally fell. Wendy had done 24 hour shifts before so she wouldn’t be falling asleep anytime soon. Wendy got bored and started measuring her farts again. So she ate a burrito (despite having one 5 minutes ago) when you started hearing very loud gurgles somewhere above. “Oh this will be a good one!” Wendy said. She then let out a record breaking fart of 5 minutes and 20 seconds. You had to sniff for every agonizing second of this fart, that on top of the strongest sweat smell ever, you felt like you could puke or pass out, but being tiny and probably indestructible due to how much ass grinding you’ve taken, you come to the conclusion your body will not let negative things happen, like puking or passing out, so you are forced through Wendy’s record breaking butt bombs all day and all night. Wendy began bouncing up and down in her chair thinking of something to do, of course the just made you go more into her sweaty butt mark on the chair. Hours go by of this torture from her, constant farting, grinding, rubbing, sweating, and bouncing, when the door knob jiggles, and another security card comes in. “Hi ms. Oldbag! I’m here to take over for the day!” They said.
“Great! I really need to go home, my chair is probably smelly and sweaty, i would recommend grabbing another one.” Wendy said. Wendy stood up, you thought this would be the end to your pain, but no. As Wendy stood up you were practically glued face first into her fat sweaty and smelly ass. You pushed and squirmed trying to free yourself but it didn’t work. Wendy stepped outside and instead of getting fresh air you get the sweaty smell of her fart covered ass crack. Wendy got in her car, now sitting on you again, Wendy sets her gps for home. “Going:home, you will arrive in three hours.” Said the gps. You screamed at the fact you’ll be in this hell for another 3 hours. Wendy’s ass continued sweating a lot and the stench got worse. Wendy then looked in her passenger seat and saw an unfinished burrito, not wanting to waste the burrito, Wendy ate it. A while later she started feeling sick. “Ohhh dear, i- i think that meat was bad. I gotta i- i need to fart.” Wendy then released her worst fart yet, lasting an entire 30 minutes, absolutely destroying the record. Of course you didn’t care about her gas’s world record but you cared that you had to inhale thirty minutes of this woman’s fart. After the 3 more hours of Wendy’s ass aromas, you finally got to her house. Of course Wendy lets out one last fart before standing up. You were still stuck to her ass, Wendy went inside and went straight to the bathroom, there she looks in the mirror and…
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