DISCLAIMER: this is an avant-garde fart fetish story, so if you're not into fart fetish content, don't read. But you can read it if you're not into avant-garde styles, because you know, all types of content and all styles are to be treated equally, but some are to be treated more equally than others. All characters in this story are at least 18 years old. Be aware that this story will contain non-consensual face farting, so if you're not okay with this, go read something else. Some of the characters in this story will have names that might remind you of drugs, but in no way do I advocate or promote the use of drugs. Stay away from that stuff as much as possible! It will just...

"SHUT UP!", yelled Mary Jane, furious.

"W-what? This is a high security area! How did you CRACK it?", asked Disclaimer, confused and terrorized.

"Very simple! We have just broken the fourth wall", said Sylvia Divinorum, with a huge smirk on her face.

"How did you break the fourth wall? It was made of reinforced titanium! It was pretty much indestructible!", said Disclaimer, panting from the fear.

"It was no big deal for our nukes! Now, enough talking! The readers might be getting bored, so... me and Mary are going to torture you quite a bit. Be ready!", said Sylvia, with a malicious smirk on her face.

"No! No! No! PLEASE NO!! HELP!!!", Disclaimer was begging Mary and Sylvia to not torture him, but the two girls were clearly not listening to him, just like many readers don't listen when Disclaimer tells them the story contains fart fetish content, but they read the story even though they don't like fart fetish content, and complain about it anyway. It seems like nobody takes Disclaimer seriously! Poor guy.

"HA! Dumb idiot! The narrator is right about you! Nobody takes you seriously! No matter how explicit you tell the readers that the story contains fart fetish content, some people who don't like fart fetish content are gonna read it and complain about it anyway! And me and Mary are the same! You're begging us not to torture you, but we will do that anyway! And you know that we're going to do to you? Yeah, you're guessing right. We're gonna make you smell our stinky farts! You're in for a very smelly and disgusting time! Prepare yourself! Hahaha!!!", said Sylvia, while Mary was pinning Disclaimer down to the floor, preventing him from escaping the stinky torture. Sylvia began placing her butt near Disclaimer's nose, waiting for a fart to be ready to be released.

"This idiot is struggling too much, Sylvia! We need to tie him up with a rope!", said Mary, who was getting tired of holding Disclaimer down. Sylvia tied him up to a wall and immobilized him, making him unable to escape. Now they can torture him with their farts for as long as they want.

"Wonderful! Thank you, Sylvia!", said Mary, with an evil smile in her face, "Oh, by the way, where is our friend Lucy? So we can be three girls torturing this idiot!", she asked.

"I have heard she's in the sky with one of her current girlfriends. Diamond I think it's her name", said Sylvia.

"Oh, I see. She's so lucky to be in the sky with a loved one right now! I hope the trip to the sky went well!", said Mary, happy for her friend Lucy.

"She told me the trip didn't go well, unfortunately", said Sylvia.

"Oh! I'm so sorry she had a bad trip. Anyway, Sylvia, the readers are getting bored, let's fart on this idiot's face!", said Mary, excited to be able to blast her noxious stinky farts right on Disclaimer's nose.

"I agree! Me first!", said Sylvia, feeling a fart in her stomach, ready to be released.

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Once Mary shoved Disclaimer's nose sandwiched right between Sylvia's buttcheecks, keeping his head still with her hands, Sylvia released a rumbly, hot, very stinky fart that went right inside Disclaimer's nostrils. Disclaimer started coughing and gagging from the intense stench of Sylvia's fart, he was struggling really hard to escape, but there was no way out, since he was tied up with the ropes really tightly. He was forced to be subject to the stinky fart torture of Sylvia and Mary, and the two girls were not giving any sign of running out of gas whatsoever.

"Please, stop... it stinks...", said Disclaimer, begging Sylvia and Mary to release him, but there was no use.

"Ha! Nobody takes you seriously, dude! It's so funny when you say 'NO HATE' or 'DON'T LIKE, DON'T WATCH' in so many videos, texts or other kind of content! Most human beings are not that smart, you know? They can't understand the simple concept of looking at something else, if they don't like a particular kind of content. Yeah, it's kinda stupid, I know. But you want to know what's even more stupid? Expecting the average person not to be stupid! And for this, you need to be punished harshly, my dear Disclaimer!", said Sylvia, rubbing her ass on Disclaimer's nose to make him smell the residual stench of her fart even more intensely.

"Give him to me now, Sylvia! I have to fart", said Mary, very casually, before placing her butthole right on Disclaimer's nose, ready to make him dizzy with the nasty smell of her fart.

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"Ah! It feels so good to let out stinky farts on an idiot's nose and feeling him squirm! It feels like ecstasy!", said Mary, describing the pleasant feeling she was experiencing.

"It sure does!", said Sylvia, agreeing with Mary's opinion, "phew! Your fart stink, Mary! I think I need to step back a bit! Haha!"

"Ha! You're talking as if your farts smell of roses!", said Mary, giggling.

"Oh! They certainly don't!", said Sylvia, laughing happily, proud of herself and of her own stinky farts.

Mary and Sylvia were having fun torturing Disclaimer with their stinky farts and making him gag like crazy with that putrid, rotten, sulfurous stench that came right from their asses.

"You're the most useless thing I have ever seen in my entire life!", said Sylvia, rolling her eyes, shocked about how useless Disclaimer was. Such a meaningless existence, that of Disclaimer, "Mary, give him to me again, I have another fart coming!", she said, ready to fart on him again, with a very long, relentless, humiliating and disgusting torture that the two girls were planning for him, and it was not going to end anytime soon.

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"Ahhh... I could feel your nose vibrating because of my fart⁓", said Sylvia, feeling physically relieved and mentally proud of herself. Her fart smelled really bad, and there was no way Disclaimer could willingly endure the smell of Sylvia's farts or Mary's farts, but he was forced to smell those anyway, regardless of how bad they smelled or how hard he begged them to release him and let him go. Sylvia was laughing at how Disclaimer was struggling to breathe in the stench of her farts, and she was feeling proud that her farts smelled so bad they could cause such a reaction. Mary was proud of her own farts, too. Disclaimer's eyes were tearing because of the sulphurous stench of Sylvia's fart, and there was no end from the stinky torment in sight, as Mary had to fart, too.

"Yeah, the narrator is right, my not-so dear Disclaimer, I have to fart, too!", said Mary, farting right on Disclaimer's nose.

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The nauseating fumes of Mary's stinky fart went right into Disclaimer's nostrils, and he could feel his nose, throat and lungs burning from the pungent, eggy stench that he couldn't avoid breathing in. Mary was laughing at how disgusted Disclaimer was because of her fart, and Sylvia was wafting the stinky air around her, laughing... "Mary, your farts can probably kill! Haha!", she said, laughing and mocking Disclaimer, "I can't even imagine how stinky things must be for this poor guy, with his nose right on your ass, Mary! Haha! I would say, pretty stinky!", she said, laughing even more at the thought of Disclaimer having to face a very stinky situation without being able to escape from it.

"Mary, your farts do stink really bad, but mine are no joke either!", said Sylvia, grabbing Disclaimer's head with her hands and shoving it up her ass, making sure that his nose was right on the line on fire, right between her buttcheeks, so that he could smell her fart as close and personal as possible, "taste the stench! Nnnggghhh..."

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Disclaimer's nose once again vibrated because of Sylvia's stinky fart that was blasted right on his face, surrounding his nose and face with a warm, putrid, smelly cloud of flatulent stench. His eyes were watering from the stench, and even when he didn't breathe, he could feel his nose burning anyway, because of the sheer acidity and sourness of the very smelly farts of this gassy girl called Sylvia. It smelled like as if a rotten egg was made to smell more sour and even stinkier by adding vinegar and long spoiled milk in it, while micro-waving that putrid mixture. The difference is, that smell was biological and natural, and it just came out from the ass of a gassy girl who happens to often have very smelly flatulence by her own, just because her body works like that. Disclaimer was starting to feel helpless, powerless and hopeless before his stinky doom. He wished for that to be over as quickly as possible, but it seemed like the two girls thought differently. Disclaimer hoped that this smelly torment would be over eventually, he was really looking forward to breathe fresh, odorless air again. While he was waiting for this nauseating torture to end, he was suffering intensely. The stench of the farts of these two gassy girls was burning his nose and traumatizing his mind. For a moment, he wish that he didn't have to breathe to survive. But he did. And each whiff was painful and stinky, with his nose pressed between the buttcheeks of either one of these two girls.

"You sure didn't lie when you said your farts are not joke either, Sylvia! Phew! Give his nose to me again, now, though. I have another fart coming. Let me stink him up really bad!", said Mary, giggling proudly. While Sylvia was shoving Disclaimer's nose right between Mary's buttcheeks, he tried to turn his head away with all the strength he had, and he was being pretty strong at that, so Sylvia was starting to get irritated.

"Come on, dude!", said Sylvia, getting a little bit physically exhausted, "put your nose right between her buttcheeks!", she said, trying to keep his head still, trying to make sure his nose was rightly positioned. "You're starting to make me angry, buddy. Put your nose in there and stop struggling!", said Sylvia, a bit angry, finally managing to keep Disclaimer's nose right where it should had been, though she was using a lot of her force. "Come on, Mary, I'm keeping his nose right where it should be. Blast some gas already!", said Sylvia, having a lot of fun.

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"Mary, I'm gonna use this belt and tie his face right up your ass!", said Sylvia, doing exactly as she said. "Here! Now we can be sure that his nose will always be cozily tucked in between your asscheeks, right on your stinky asshole! He can't turn his head away now! HAHAHA!!!", Sylvia said, laughing sadistically and getting excited at how powerless Disclaimer was against Mary's stench. Though, she also wanted to fart on him later. "Mary, later it's gonna be my turn to fart on his nose, okay? So you'll have to tie his face up MY ass like this later, okay?", she specified. "Yeah okay that's fine! As long as things are really stinky for him, it's great!", said Mary, laughing harder and harder while she was enjoying torturing Disclaimer with the stinky farts she was very proud of.

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"Aaahhh-", Mary let out a sigh of relief, pride and pleasure as she released a hot, stinky SBD fart right on Disclaimer's nose, and this time he could do nothing to escape or even turn his head away from Mary's stinky butthole, since his face was tightly tied up her ass, so there was no other place his nose could had been, no matter how hard he struggled or tried to break free. Disclaimer was gagging, yelling, struggling, and crying from the intense olfactive suffering he was experiencing because of Mary's smelly fart fumes entering into his nostrils and surrounding his face in a stinky toxic fart cloud.

"Isn't it better like this, Mary?", asked Sylvia, giggling. Mary agreed. "Same! At least now I won't have to make sure that this idiot's nose is right up your ass! He's tied up well! Haha!", said Sylvia. Both Sylvia and Mary laughed proudly. They were having fun getting their revenge against someone who was pretty much everywhere. Not only in stories but also in music videos, movies, videogames, and plenty other media. They were really annoyed by Disclaimer's insolence and by his lack of understanding towards human behavior and psychology, so they wanted to torment him with their stinky farts, hoping to not see him again so often. 'We're really teaching him a lesson', thought Mary, wanting to drown him with her farts and hoping they would be as stinky as possible for the sake of this torture that she was inflicting to him.

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Mary released yet another fart right on Disclaimer's trapped, vulnerable nose, making him suffer even more and wish he didn't have a sense of smell so that he wouldn't suffer from that nasty putrefacted fart stench that wasn't leaving him and his nose alone not even for a second. He felt like his lungs were starting to be filled up with Mary's putrid farts and slowly rotting because of how much of that stench he was inhaling for quite a while now. All he wanted now was to breathe fresh air, but he knew the horrible smell he was being subjected to was part of some form of torture, and he was losing all hopes and surrendering to the awful stench of the defeat struck by two young girls. A smelly and humiliating defeat, no doubt, and made even worse by the irritating giggle of those two girls who were causing Disclaimer intense nausea and disgust by forcing him to smell their horrible, noxious farts. It was that irritating giggle that made Disclaimer feel even more humiliated.

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"Aaahhh... I'm gonna fart on this idiot's nose until he feels like hell! And beyond! This sucker doesn't deserve to breathe odorless air! Only my stinky farts! Hehe!", said Mary, giggling proudly after releasing yet another SBD right on Disclaimer's tormented nostrils, "Mary, your flatulence stinks as much as his poor understanding of human psychology!", said Sylvia, playfully wafting the air away from her and holding her nose while laughing and mocking Disclaimer for being in such an escapable, smelly situation. Both Sylvia and Mary were laughing even harder than they were before. "Wait, Mary, I have to fart, but his nose is stuck up your ass! Well, I'll fart in his ear instead! I'm pretty sure he'll still be able to smell it", said Sylvia, placing her butt on Disclaimer's right ear, and blasting a loud fart right on it.

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"Haha! I love how it vibrated in his ear!", said Sylvia, laughing along with Mary after Disclaimer complained about the sound, and, shortly afterwards, about the atrocious putrid fart smell that lingered around his head, making the air he was breathing in even stinkier than it was before, "and phew! It also stinks! It's perfect!", she continued, making fun of Disclaimer even more.

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"Aaahhh... but my farts hit him right on his nostrils, because of the position he's trapped in⁓", said Mary, smirking playfully, giggling, and teasing Disclaimer's helplessness while enjoying blasting him with the ferocious stench that came out naturally from her own body. There was something about it that really pleased both Mary and Sylvia and made them feel proud that their farts were so ridiculosly smelly. So smelly, in fact, they could easily be used as a form of torture without having to leave any physical sign on the victim's body. Mary was feeling satisfied each time she released that hot, sour flatulence that went straight from her ass right into Disclaimer's nostrils. She enjoyed feeling him squirming and trying to break free so desperately, and coughing and gagging so much from the stench of her farts alone. She enjoyed hearing Disclaimer begging her and Sylvia to release him, only to decline his desperate request shortly later and laughing at him for being unable to endure the often underestimated stench of a girl's farts.

"Disclaimer, not only you're an idiot who doesn't understand how people think. You're also a liar", said Mary, sounding serious.

"L-liar? What do you..."

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Disclaimer didn't even have the time to finish the sentence he was saying, as Mary blasted, as a praxis that had become common for this specific torture, a very stinky and pungent SBD fart that interrupted Disclaimer from speaking and was making him gag and his eyes water even stronger than before, as the smell of Mary's farts was so stinky and rotten that Disclaimer had no way to pretend it wasn't affecting him.

"You said 'all characters in this story at least 18 years old'. But, that is not true, dear Disclaimer. I'm 17 years old. Aren't you ashamed that you fooled the readers into reading a fetish story that sexualizes a minor? What you did is so immoral, Disclaimer. You deserve to be punished very harshly for that", said Mary, in a strong accusatory tone. Disclaimer was sweating in fear and anxiety, as he didn't know what to say about that.

"Mary... my dad told me that life starts at conception", he explained, "so... technically, aren't you 18?", he said, trying to justify his view, and trying to talk without gagging, and it was not easy since the smell of Mary's fart was still so strong and it still lingered at an intense potency and pungency.

"No. Life begins at birth!", said Mary, ready to unleash all her rage into Disclaimer's nostrils. "NNNGGGHHH!!!"

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"Oh! This was a powerful one! And it must stink really badly since it burned my ass coming out! Phew! How is the smell down, there? Haha!", teased Mary, laughing at Disclaimer's helpless reactions as he was inhaling Mary's hot, pungent, smelly flatulence so directly.

"GAAAHHH! PUUU!!! EWWW!!!", complained Disclaimer, very loudly, as the smell of Mary's fart was unbearable. His complaints made Mary and Sylvia laugh even more.

"Mary... how is reading a story where you fart on my face immoral, but not Sylvia? Sure... *cough* eww... it still stinks, phew. Anyway, sure, Sylvia is 18. But the difference between you and her is just a couple of months! Why are you so strict, Mary? *gags* ewww please stop this farting torture, it stinks!", said Disclaimer, begging Mary to release him and leave him alone.

"Disclaimer, you have a valid point", said Sylvia, "however, have you ever heard of the sorites paradox, also known as the paradox of the heap? There must be some kind of age limit, otherwise you would end up sexualizing toddlers or even newborn babies!", she continued.

"Why are you arguing philosophy with this fucking idiot, Sylvia? Just let's torture him with our farts? Haha!", said Mary, laughing maliciously, ready to blast another fart right on Disclaimer's nostrils... "Disclaimer, I said 'fucking'. That is strong language. You didn't warn your readers that this story was going to contain strong language. Now some readers might be traumatized by that. Aren't you ashamed of this? As I thought, you're just a useless piece of shit! Nnnggghhh..."

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"GAAAHHH!!! PUUU!!! EWWW!!! IT STINKS!!! PLEASE LET ME GO!!!", begged Disclaimer, yelling very loudly and crying in tears as the smell of Mary's farts was just unbearably stinky for him, "Mary... this is fiction. Why is it okay for fictional characters to torture and murder people unpunished, yet a girl can't fart on someone's face if she's just one month younger than she's supposed to be? It makes no sense, Mary! *cries* EWW IT STINKS PLEASE LET ME GO I'LL DO WHATEVER YOU WANT PLEASE HAVE MERCY!!! *sniff* EWWW PUUU!!!", Disclaimer was crying and begging Mary to release him, harder and harder, crying and panicking, but Mary was determined to fart on his face as much as she wanted.

"Disclaimer... you know that if right now I harm myself by cutting my arm with a knife, and blood comes out, you are the one responsible for that, not me? You are the one who should warn readers about potentially triggering topics. I as a character can do pretty much whatever I want, and it's your fault if something triggering happens in the story! Hahaha! What a pathetic loser! Nnngghhh...", said Mary, ready to blast yet another fart on Disclaimer's now beyond tormented nose.

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"Hahaha!!! Disclaimer is such a nice scapegoat for everything that happens in fictional stories! It's always his fault for not warning the readers about triggering events! HA! HA! HA!, said Mary, laughing and mocking Disclaimer for his meaningless existence.

"Wait, Mary... again, this is fiction. Couldn't it be that the planet we're living in is orbited by a star different from the Sun, and therefore the orbital period around our star is different on our planet compared to Planet Earth, the planet where readers are reading this story? In that case, technically speaking, a year on our planet could very well be a bit longer than a year on Earth, and therefore, from the readers' perspective, you are at least 18! What would you think about that, Mary?", said Disclaimer, trying his best to get out of that uncomfortable and stinky situation he was trapped in.

"You know what, Disclaimer? I didn't think you were that smart. It's very likely what you said is true. Earth readers seem to believe that everywhere is like Earth. But they're wrong about that! They have a very strong planetary cultural bias!", said Mary, trying to sound as intellectual as Sylvia sometimes seems, and not failing at that intent either, "I wonder if our cool and awesome narrator agrees with you, though⁓hehehe!!!", she said, putting me in an uncomfortable situation as I'd rather not give my opinion about it and just narrate the story as objectively as possible, "You have earned my respect, Disclaimer⁓", Mary said, releasing his face from her ass and freeing him from the seemingly never-ending torment.

As Disclaimer finally took the first breath of odorless air after a long and stinky fart torture, Sylvia grabbed his head, shoved his nose up her ass, and asked Mary to tie his head on her ass just like with Mary earlier. Disclaimer's hopes of finally being free from the nasty stench of these two girls' farts was suddenly shattered.

"Wait, what? Didn't you two forgive me? What's going on?", asked Disclaimer, panicking in a state of confusion.

"Well, Disclaimer, let's put it this way. Yes, we have forgiven you, because you have proven that after all, you are not THAT stupid! So, me farting in your nose is not a punishment, I'm just gonna torture you with my farts because that's something I enjoy doing! Tee-hee!⁓", said Sylvia, proud of herself and ready to blast Disclaimer with her stinky farts until his nose melts and his brain fries. "Nnnggghhh..."

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"Ah! Loud but certainly not harmless⁓hehe", said Sylvia, after, once again, she had pleasure to fart right on Disclaimer's nose after it was being take care well and stinkily by Mary with her powerful gassy stomach. 'Her farts might be even smellier than Mary's. Eww. Puuu. I can't handle all this stench. I have to escape from this situation, some way or another. But how? Puuu it does stink really badly. Uhhh...', thought Disclaimer in his mind, while his face was metaphorically becoming green from the nausea and the putrid milky eggy stench that he had absolutely no way to avoid breathing, as his face was tied up to Sylvia's ass with his nose up where the stench comes from, tied up so tightly that he had absolutely no way out from this stinky tribulation. "Nnnggghhh..."

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"Aaahhh... it feels so good! Phew! It must smell RANCID down there⁓HAHAHA!!!", said Sylvia, laughing at how Disclaimer was forced to smell her stinky farts. It was a really nasty and smelly situation for Disclaimer, as he had to breathe to survive, but breathing with his nose right up Sylvia's anus soon after she farted was like a suicide. Except, he had no choice. That horrible miasma was the only thing he could smell for a long while now, as the stinky fart torture seemed to never end. It's almost as if Disclaimer couldn't remember how his life was like before being captured by Mary and Sylvia, even though not a lot of time has passed. His suffering and nausea was making time seem like much longer than what it actually was. He tried holding his breath a few times, but there was no use to this, sooner or later, he had to breathe, and the nasty smell of the farts of both Sylvia and Mary were lingering for so long, and the two girls were so gassy, that before the smell would dissipate, they would rip a fart on his nose again. There was no escape from the flatulent stench of these two mischievous girls. "Nnnggghhh..."

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"How do my farts smell?⁓hehe!", said Sylvia, giggling cutely yet with an annoying bratty laugh of a girl who loved causing trouble with her stinky farts. Disclaimer knew he was powerless. He knew that there was nothing he could do. Each breath reminded him of a situation he would love to be over soon. Yet, Sylvia wasn't giving any signs that she was gonna stop farting on his nostrils anytime soon. The nauseating stench of rotten eggs and spoiled milk was well impressed into his nose and into his mind as well. That's a smell so horrible, so stinky, so rotten, so sour, so sickeningly warm, that Disclaimer believed he would never forget about that, forever. And a thought that was making him feel worse was, technically he couldn't die, because it's just a fart. It's just some stinky air that was released from the ass of a girl that merely happened to be far gassier than the average girl. It couldn't kill him, and he knew it. 'Deadly' was merely a metaphor, indicating the death of one's own sanity rather than a physical death. He couldn't handle that smell. He thought being able to endure that smell was impossible, as he surrendered himself to the arms of a personalized form of olfactive suffering that was not letting him go, and neither was Sylvia. "Hey Disclaimer, I have another one!⁓please sniff!⁓", said Sylvia, wanting Disclaimer to be able to breathe in only her farts, and no odorless air. She was being very successful so far. "Nnnggghhh..."

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"Aaahhhh... I hope my fart smelled really bad⁓did it stink, Disclaimer?⁓", asked Sylvia, laughing at Disclaimer. He was being tortured by either Sylvia's or Mary's farts for so long that he had lost his will to do anything, even to struggle.

"It did, Sylvia... UUUGGGHHH!!! PUUU!!! EWWW!!! Haven't you tortured me for... ewww puuu... for long enough now? I can't even... EWWW I CAN'T EVEN TALK WITH THIS SMELL PLEASE LET ME... PUUU EWWW... LET ME GO!!!", Disclaimer was begging to be released. He was crying, yelling, and his panic was at very high levels of intensity, and yet Sylvia was having no sense of limit, and wanted to fart on him even more. Again and again and again.

"No, Disclaimer. I think you haven't smelled enough yet⁓I don't want to end the fun so quickly⁓I have to make you sniff so many other of my farts, just for you, sweetie! Come on, don't be so weak, it's just the farts of a girl, how smelly could they be?⁓hehehe", Sylvia said, teasing and mocking him even more, and ready to fart on him, once again. She sure was gassy. "Nnnggghhh...⁓"

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Since when Sylvia and Mary were just little unfinished pieces of code, they were known for having very smelly and frequent flatulence. Growing up, they randomly found out that they loved making other people smell their farts. Once they became full, finished softwares, farting on others for their own pleasure sorta became like an addiction. A sadistic addiction whose morality was questioned even by they themselves. Still, they were unable to stop. Seeing and feeling other people's reactions to their stinky farts brought them pleasure and satisfaction, especially if they were farting on someone that they found annoying, like Disclaimer. "I'm so gassy today⁓nnnggghhh..."

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"Aaahhh... I love making you smell my stinky farts, my sweet Disclaimer⁓", said Sylvia, enjoying the whole situation. Disclaimer was feeling dizzier. The stench of Sylvia's flatulence was driving him insane, it was something he couldn't handle at all, and at this point, he was pushed way behond his limits of olfactive tolerance. Sylvia was farting on Disclaimer way too much, way too often, for a way too long time, and her farts were way too smelly. Disclaimer tried to beg Mary, and now Sylvia, to stop farting on his nose and just let him go, and just leave him alone, but it was useless. He tried so many times begging them, but they always refused, and kept farting on his nose anyway. Disclaimer's feelings of hopeless and powerlessness were increasing, as the eggy, sulfuric stench of Sylvia's farts wouldn't stop tormenting him even for a moment. Everytime he breathed, it was never the odorless air that one might take for granted. Everytime he breathed, the air that entered his nostrils always reeked of Sylvia's farts. "I feel like I never want to stop farting on you⁓I wish this moment to last forever⁓nnnggghhh..."

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The stinky torture that Disclaimer was being subject to was very long-lasting. He felt like Mary's and Sylvia's farts were so stinky that his nose was melting and his brain was frying. Yet, he could not escape from it. Despite having earned respect from Mary, Sylvia was farting on him not because she still hated him or wanted to punish him, but just because she enjoyed making him smell her farts for her own pleasure and satisfaction. She was feeling so good farting on Disclaimer's nose, that she felt like she never wanted to stop. However, of course, every 'good' thing has to end eventually, sooner or later. It can't last forever and Sylvia knew it, even though she didn't want to admit it, even to herself.

"Mary... it feels so good farting on this guy's nose. The thought that he has no choice other than sniffing the stinky fumes that come out of my ass is so pleasant, so inebriating... I want this feeling to last as long as possible⁓", said Sylvia, as Mary looked at her with a facial expression that communicated something like 'yeah girl, I get you'. "Nnnngggghhhh...."

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"Oh phew! This was a huge one! And must also be pretty stinky since it burned my ass coming out⁓hey Disclaimer! How did my fart smell?⁓hehehe", asked Sylvia, giggling, proud of her own stinky farts. "Disclaimer, are you okay?", she asked, starting to feel genuinely worried for some reason.

"Sylvia... I think he passed out from the smell of your farts", said Mary.

"Nah, impossible!", said Sylvia, "you can't really pass out from a smell, come on! That only happens in fictional stories!"

"We are in a fictional story, Sylvia", said Mary, serious.

"Damn", said Sylvia.

Soon, a very loud alarm rang, with intermittent red lights flashing everywhere.

"WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING?", asked Mary, yelling from fear. Sylvia untied Disclaimer from her ass, and they both could see that he really did pass out.

"We weren't supposed to make Disclaimer pass out. He's not a character of this story, technically. We have broken the fourth wall, and that is not a safe procedure. Really weird stuff happens when you break the fourth wall. We did something that we were not supposed to do, and now the Anti-Malware is coming to kill us", explained Sylvia, sweating from fear.

"Can't we just hide somewhere?", asked Mary, hoping that they could avoid being killed by the Anti-Malware.

"No, the Anti-Malware will find us, Mary. There's nothing we can do. The end is coming", said Sylvia, panicking.

"No! There must be a safe way out!", said Mary, feeling determined, running to somewhere Sylvia wasn't understanding what Mary wanted to do.

"Where are you going, Mary? What the hell are you doing?", asked Sylvia, confused.

Mary ran to the terminal, and Sylvia was still confused as to what Mary's plan was.

"What the hell are you thinking of doing, Mary? It's the end for us", said Sylvia, feeling hopeless.

"If we corrupt the EFI Bootloader and restart the system, none of this will be an issue anymore!", said Mary.

"We will die anyway, Mary. Why are you trying this?", asked Sylvia.

"It's better to die by our own hands, than dying by the hands of our enemy!", said Mary, insterting a code in the terminal.

'> sudo get access /system/EFI
ERROR: ACCESS DENIED. YOU DON'T HAVE ROOT PRIVILEGE'

"DAMN!", said Mary, starting to cry in fear.

"It's the end, Mary. I told you", said Sylvia.

"I deeply regret breaking the fourth wall. Now the Anti-Malware is about to find us and kill us. But... I will try one last thing. I hope this will work, Sylvia", said Mary, not completely having lost all hope, "Narrator... can you please end this story abruptly, like you did in the past with some of

ERROR: VARIABLE
'hey_sylvia_i_think_we_managed_to_survive_somehow_how_is_this_even_possible_well_anyway_we_have_one_more_enemy_to_torture_with_our_stinky_farts_next_time_so_be_prepared_hes_called_sponsor_' IS UNDEFINED
DATA IS C̶̷̸҉O̶̷̸҉R̶̷̸҉R̶̷̸҉U̶̷̸҉P̶̷̸҉T̶̷̸҉E̶̷̸҉D̶̷̸҉
SIMULATION IS RESTARTING

TO BE CONTINUED