Description: this is an avant-*SUDDENLY DIES*
"There are no words in which we can express the grief that comes with the passing away of Description. Description is dead. Have we killed him? Who is to blame for this tragedy? How shall we comfort ourselves?", Mrs Jones said, sobbing and weeping in grief.
"I would hazard the guess that the main culprit is today's youth. Most of them no longer believe in Description. I think the reason behind the death of Description may have to be studied from a social and anthropological perspective in order to be fully understood", the Mayor of the City of Pseudoctadoxa said.
"That is a reasonable guess, Mayor. Indeed there may have been complex factors that have lead to the death of Description. Other than trying to understand what has lead to this tragic phenomenon, I think it's also important to realise that from now on, we should try to figure out how to properly live in a post-descriptive society, we should adapt to this condition, even though it's not ideal", Dr Bergen (expert and author of 'phenomenology of post-descriptivism: a comprehensive analysis') said.
"Who will describe the stories to the readers from now on?", Mrs Jones said, still crying, she didn't want to accept that such a horrible event actually occurred.
The Mayor and Dr Bergen were trying to comfort her, providing some suggestions on how to survive in a post-descriptive world.
Someone knocked at the door and entered the room where the Mayor, Dr Bergen and Mrs Jones were discussing the death of Description. "Mayor, Description's funeral is planned for tomorrow morning at 4 A.M."
In the City of Pseudoctadoxa, there are 8 officially recognized ideologies, and everyone belongs to one (and only one!) of them. Three questions on hot button topics are asked, and the inhabitants of the City must answer to them in order to properly assess to which ideology they belong. On the left, here are the three questions, within the parentheses, the only possible answers to those questions.
1: Do you think green is a creative color? (no, sometimes)
2: How do flowers make you feel? (angry, scared)
3: Do you like logical fallacies? (yes, sometimes)
Here are the resulting eight ideologies, depending on the answers given:
Neo-Laurentianism (no, angry, yes)
Proto-Thalassa (no, scared, yes)
Gondwana Racers 64 (no, scared, sometimes)
Panzer II: War in the Ice Age (no, angry, sometimes)
Dino-3000 Cyborg (sometimes, angry, sometimes)
Psychotropical Hawaiian Anarcho-Volcanism (sometimes, angry, yes)
Paleo-pessimism (sometimes, scared, sometimes)
血の雨 Chi no Ame, "Rain of Blood" (sometimes, scared, yes)
The Neo-Laurentianists and Proto-Thalassans are sworn enemies to each other (especially regarding the correct attitude one should have towards flowers), but in general the relationships between people of the various ideologies are not exactly harmonious or peaceful. There is only one thing that manages to unite everyone: the idea that flowers should be eradicated both within and surrounding the City of Pseudoctadoxa! There have been several pan-ideological attempts to make Pseudoctadoxa a flower-free city, but for some reason, flowers always seem to respawn, and it is currently unclear whether there that is an act of foreign vandalism/terrorism made by someone (or a group of people) who maliciously plants flowers around, or whether that's just how nature works.
On the way home from the grocery store (called 'Diskonth Store'), a Neo-Laurentianist family, consisting of Bob Marlow, his two sisters Jessica Marlow and Rebecca Marlow, and their mother Barbara Jett (in the City of Pseudoctadoxa, just like in many Gaian (Earth) countries, the mother doesn't take her husband/partner's surname). Their father went to buy milk about ten years ago, but he has not returned yet.
The digression in the previous paragraph was so long that the sentence could not be continued normally.
On the way home from the grocery store, a Neo-Laurentianist family was discussing about things, and chit-chatting, as usual. Almost returned home, they all found something that truly shocked them, very close to their house: a flower! It wasn't there when they left home for the grocery store, or at least, they didn't notice it!
"KYAAA!!!", Bob jumped backwards, terrified of that flower. His sisters and his mom looked at him, shocked, "I mean... GRRR!!! Fucking flower!!!", Bob was pretending to be angry at the flower, but looking at his face it was obvious that he was very scared.
His mother Barbara raised an eyebrow and was starting to lose her patience. "Are you afraid of flowers, Bob?", she asked, ready to burst out in rage anytime soon.
"N-NO!!!", Bob yelled, defensive, shivering and stuttering from fear, "I'm as angry at that flower as you three are!", he said, almost crying.
"Go close to that flower, rip it off the ground, stomp on it, destroy it, express all your anger, Bob", said his mother Barbara, wanting to give him a chance to prove that he has not betrayed the Neo-Laurentianists.
Bob walked towards that flower, but he couldn't get too close, he was absolutely terrified of it. He started crying. "I'm sorry, mom..."
"FLOWER DESTROYER!!!", yelled Rebecca, using an idiomatic expression of anger/surprise roughly similar to 'holy shit' in meaning, "He has betrayed us! He's no longer a Neo-Laurentianist!", she said, trying to contain her shock and anger.
"Or perhaps he has never been...", said Jessica, looking at him with a disgusted expression full of hate and disdain.
"Who did you join?", his mother Barbara asked him, with a threatening expression on her face.
"I didn't join anyone, I swear, I'm just scared of flowers!", Bob said, crying.
"You're for sure not a Neo-Laurentianist, by definition! Then, what are you?", Barbara asked him, with a furious and threatening expression.
"I'm a part of your family! I'm Bob!", he said, crying even more. He just wanted to be accepted for who he was. Oh, what a naive wish.
"You are part of an enemy tribe, you piece of shit! But whose?", Barbara asked, getting even angrier than before, "First question, do you think green is a creative color? Answer with 'no' or 'sometimes'!"
"No", said Bob, sobbing.
"How do flowers make you feel? Angry or scared?", she asked him, very angrily.
"I wish to say flowers make me angry... but they make me feel scared... I'm sorry, mom...", said Bob, crying even more.
"Do you like logical fallacies? Answer with 'yes' or 'sometimes', you evil demon!", said Barbara, struggling to contain her rage.
"Yes", said Bob, who can't stop crying at this point.
His mother Barbara and his sisters Jessica and Rebecca were absolutely shocked, they couldn't believe what they were seeing and hearing.
"FLOWER DESTROYER, HE FUCKING JOINED THE PROTO-THALASSANS!!!", Rebecca said, bursting out in rage, just like her mother. Jessica was trying to stay calm but was really struggling to do so.
"He joined our worst enemies... I can't believe it...", Jessica said, almost having a heart attack, she wished that was just a bad dream and that she would wake up soon, but no... that was real... her brother, whom she thought she could trust, is actually one of her worst enemies.
Rebecca walked towards him very angrily, grabbed his head and shoved it on her ass.
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"You fucking bastard!", Rebecca said, after letting out a stinky fart on his face. She was furious.
"Eww, it stinks!", Bob complained, trying not to breathe too much of his sister's gas and trying to get free, but Rebecca was holding his head to keep it in place, close to her ass.
"Of course it stinks, it's my fart! Did you expect it to smell like flowers?", said Rebecca, and Jessica bursted out in laughter.
"Bring this Proto-Thalassan spy home, Rebecca! I'll fart on him too, when I'll have to!", said Jessica, getting excited.
"Me too", said Barbara, with a mischievous smile on her face, "This Proto-Thalassan spy has infiltrated our territory, it's perfectly legitimate for us to punish him! And punishing a spy with our farts surely is hilarious!", she said, as Rebecca grabbed his arm and brought him in their house. It was the start of a very long fart punishment for the enemy infiltrator.
Rebecca pushed Bob on the couch and sat on his face, making sure her ass was right on his face. The fart punishment is about to begin, and it's going to be stinky, because Rebecca, Jessica and Barbara all naturally have really stinky farts!
Bob's nose was right between Rebecca's buttcheeks, pressed right against her butthole, and Rebecca was only wearing panties, she pulled her pants down so that Bob could smell her farts with less clothing filtering the stench before it reaches his nose. The stinkier this experience feels for Bob, the more effective the punishment will be. Bob already knew how stinky her sisters' and mom's farts were, because sometimes they accidentally farted around him, and it stunk up the air worse than rotten eggs and spoiled milk together could do, but smelling them at point blank distance is another different story, the smell is a lot more intense, pungent and suffocating, pretty much an unbearable stench. Bob was begging Rebecca to stop farting on his face but of course it was all in vain, and he was starting to panic at the idea of being forced to smell their farts for a long time.
"MOM!", yelled Rebecca.
"What's up, sweetie~"
"Cook beans and potatoes for all of us - except Bob - for lunch and dinner! That will make our farts much smellier! He's gonna throw up from the smell, hahaha~", Rebecca said, laughing at the thought of them three farting on Bob's nose as much as possible.
"That's a great idea, Rebecca!~", said Barbara, giggling, she was very willing to fart on her son's... uh... on the enemy Proto-Thalassan spy's nose!
"Yeah, our farts after eating beans and potatoes would make anyone cough, gag and even want to throw up! Nobody is strong enough to stand our farts after we eat that stuff, mom, they're fucking putrid! I'm so happy, mom!", said Rebecca, with her eyes sparkling from excitement and a huge, mischevious grin on her face, while still sitting on Bob's nose, which is in a very vulnerable position, right on the source of sudden gusts of stinky fart fumes (Rebecca's ass).
"Yeah, but let me have some fun farting on his nose later, Rebecca! I'm a gassy girl, too~", said Jessica, already feeling excited.
"Of course! All of us will have plenty of fun, don't worry~I mean, except this idiot with his nose under my ass~", said Rebecca, laughing, and Jessica and Barbara laughed too.
Barbara cooked the beans and potatoes, and Rebecca (as well as Jessica and Barbara) started eating them. Rebecca was eating her gas-inducing lunch while sitting on the couch, with her ass on Bob's face.
"He won't have any fun, only stinky farts being blasted on his stupid nose~", Rebecca said, giggling proudly, "MNNGGGHHHH!!!!!"
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"Aaahhh~~~", Rebecca let out a sigh of relief as she let out a rotten fart right on Bob's nose, and it smelled like a biohazard, very sulfurous, even stinkier than rotten eggs, it was making Bob feel even more nauseated and he felt like his stomach was churning. Rebecca's farts stink horribly, they're unbearable, anyone would gag if she farted on their nose after not even half a second, and Jessica and Barbara's farts were no less stinky than hers. Taking a big snuffle of their deadly farts is not a good idea, but what else can Bob do, with his nose trapped between his sister's buttcheecks while she's holding him down, nothing but to cough and gag from the awful stench of those foul farts that came out from a cute girl's butt.
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"Oh~oh~oh~!!! Sniff it up, bad boy!~", said Rebecca, giggling a lot, she was enjoying feeling Bob's nose vibrate against her ass whenever she farted, she could feel a pleasant tingly feeling on her ass whenever he inhaled her gas.
The stench was horrendous and deadly, it almost felt like it was toxic to breathe in. It smelled so bad it almost felt like it was radioactive. Bob's nostrils were hit directly by the lethal fart fumes, he kept coughing and gagging really hard, his eyes were watering, his stomach was churning, he was feeling really disgusted and nauseated and he understood that he will soon become crazy by sniffing so much stinky flatulence. And this is only the beginning! Sniffing Rebecca's hot foul farts was heavily burning his nostrils, the gas felt really hot and rancid when it hit him in the face, to say it smelled awful wouldn't fully describe just how rancid and puke-worthy it smelled, it seriously stank! Is this putrid stench really the price to pay for betraying his own community by accidentally joining an enemy faction?
"Hmpf! This is only the beginning, idiot! I know my farts are a bit too stinky for you and that they make you want to puke, but this is just the beginning of our stinky fart torture, later you'll have to smell Jessica's farts, and mom's farts too! You're a disgrace to our family, you have betrayed us, and now you're getting our stinky gas in your nostrils and there's nothing you can do about it~", Rebecca said, with a sadistic grin on her face, she was really enjoying farting on Bob's nose, and Jessica and Barbara were really looking forward to have their own opportunity to stink things up even more for Bob!
"Ugh...", Bob groaned, his eyes were tearing because his nose got a direct blast of the Rebecca's bomb fart at point-blank distance right from her butthole, his mental sanity was lowering, he was coughing, gagging and wanted to puke, he had no more energy left to fight, his nose was being defeated the extreme rotten miasma that he was being tortured with, Rebecca's farts surely were impressively foul and pungent, "...no, Rebecca... please stop... I'm sorry...", he said, crying and gradually losing his energies from all the rotten fart fumes he was being forced to sniff.
"We won't trust what you tell us anymore, your apologies we'll always ignore~", said Rebecca, giggling, "hehehe~I have a lot more farts for you, I can fill your nostrils with toxic farts all day, and surely so can Jessica and mom! Hahaha~", she said, laughing at Bob's nauseated and disgusted reaction. She rubbed her belly, she was full of gas in her stomach, and was ready to rip some more farts on his nose, until he'll become absolutely insane from the putrefacted eggy stench that his nose is constantly being assaulted by.
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"Guohhh... mguuuh...", Bob could barely breathe, with such a deadly fart being blasted right on his nose, Rebecca's farts surely should not be underestimated, breathing them in was disgusting and Bob couldn't stop gagging and suffering from the extreme awful stench. The rancid vapors were slowly filling his lungs with a sulfuruous layer of toxic miasma, his eyes were watering so much that his vision was starting to blur, the smell of the Rebecca's farts was so toxic and foul that Bob could feel the vomit starting to rise up at each whiff he was taking.
"Hehehe, I'm so happy! Jessica, mom! Look at his reactions! Isn't he so adorable?~", said Rebecca, giggling proudly.
"Hey Rebecca, I want to fart on his nose too! Get off his face!", said Jessica, starting to feel impatient (and gassy).
Rebecca groaned a bit, "fine, fine!", she said, getting off from Bob's face and giving Jessica the opportunity to fart on his nose, too.
"Ahhh, it feels softer and more comfortable than I thought~", Jessica said, getting excited, "I can't hold it in anymore! Mnghm~"
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"Ooohhh~it feels really nice, actually! I can't blame you for liking it so much, Rebecca~", Jessica said, ripping a deadly fart on Bob's nose, she was really enjoying the feeling of farting on Bob's nose, "I'll keep ripping my toxic farts on your nose over and over again, and you have no choice but to sniff them, so shut up!", Jessica said, starting to laugh, "On a second thought, though, don't. I love hearing your complaints of nausea and disgust~", she said, really satisfied, "here's another one! Mnghm~"
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Bob almost felt like he was dying from the stench, Jessica's farts smelled so foul, pungent and deadly that it felt like an actual torture by biohazard gases, it felt like agony having to breath that foul gas in, the fumes were unbearably stinky, they smelled worse than rotten eggs and spoiled milk and they were going right into Bob's nose, nostrils and lungs.
"Please, Jessica, stop... I'm sorry...", Bob said, coughing and gagging a lot while speaking, as the pungent fumes were filling his nostrils and making him want to vomit really hard because they smelled really bad.
Jessica didn't say anything, she just giggled, laughed and felt proud that her farts were so stinky that they were making Bob cough and gag, torturing him with her farts was making her feel really proud, excited and even a little bit aroused. She was ready to fart on his nose again, her stomach was always full of foul, rancid gas, she loved the idea of using her putrid farts to torture someone. She was ready to fill Bob's nose with her nasty, noxious gas even more, she was really proud of being gassy! "MMMHHH~"
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"Aaahhh~", Jessica let out a sigh as she let out a nuclear fart right on Bob's nose, it was loud and rumbly, it was so big that it felt like an atomic bomb, she was feeling very satisfied of the toxic fart fumes she was blasting from her sexy ass. Bob was coughing and gagging so much, he sounded like he was about to throw up sooner or later, and that made Jessica laugh a lot. Rebecca and Barbara were seeing the scene and laughing too. Bob's eyes were watering, his stomach felt like it was churning, he understood that his nose had no chance against his sisters' farts that kept filling his nostrils with a foul, putrid miasma, the stench was simply unbearable, Bob was going crazy from that nauseating sulfuruous stench.
"Please no more farts, they smell so awful...", Bob said, begging Jessica to stop farting on him, he was feeling in agony from that foul smell, it was terrible, absolutely putrid, even if he sniffed for half a second he felt like he was dying from the stinky smell, he understood that he will soon go insane, his eyes were watering like crazy from the putrid stench.
"Hehe, okay!", said Rebecca, getting off his face. Was it really that easy to convince her to stop farting on his face? He took a sigh of relief, even though the air around him was still very stinky.
"And now it's my turn!", said Barbara, smiling proudly and sitting on her son's face, she's a really gassy woman, too!
"Mnpf!!! No!!!", said Bob, complaining about this smelly treatment.
"My pungent farts will make you suffer and gag a lot... maybe you'll actually vomit! I'll fart on your nose for hours and it's going to stink really bad! And then, after I've finished with you, your sisters will fart on your face again. It will be a never-ending stink~", she said, giggling and laughing, she was really excited and was really looking forward to finally fart on Bob's face and make her gas flow right into his nostrils. "Now, get ready to sniff some noxious gas from me, it's a gift for your nostrils~"
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"NO, MOM! PLEASE LET ME GO!!!", Bob said, starting to whimper, he was coughing and gagging heavily, almost throwing up, he felt terrified at the thought of having to smell the his mom's foul, toxic farts for even a second longer, but she was enjoying putting Bob in his place just by using her stinky farts. Bob was crying from the putrid stench, it was so rotten that he felt like his lungs wouldn't be able to resist for much longer. His nose was burning like crazy, all the while his mom was laughing at his reaction, making him feel even more humiliated.
"Ara ara~what's the matter, are my farts too stinky for you?~", she said, chuckling and then bursting out into laughter as her son gagged even more. Her farts are putrid, with a deadly eggy stench. "Here's another fart for you~"
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"There you go, breathe it in, Bob! It's for you! I know it stinks, it really does, but this is a punishment for you, so you'll have to breathe it in~", said Barbara, giggling. She still had a lot of gas in her stomach and she thought it would had been a waste to just let it out in the atmosphere without anyone smelling it, especially considering that was the perfect opportunity to punish Bob thoroughly and remind him of the consequences of betrayal. "I actually have even more of my deadly gas inside of my stomach, get ready to sniff..."
"NO! I beg you, mom!!!", said Bob, agonizing in the stench, he couldn't breathe even for a quarter of a second without gagging so much that he was so close to vomiting. Under such a noxious, putrid stench, one's nose fries quickly, and this fart punishment has been going on for a while.
Rebecca went closer to where her mother farted. "Flower destroyer, mom! Your farts reek!", she said, laughing and walking a few steps backwards because she didn't want to smell it.
"You bet they reek, Rebecca! Now, Bob, sniff my deadly farts~MNGHM~"
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"Mmmhhh~aaahhh~", Barbara moaned in pleasure as her son was gagging so hard from the smell of her farts that he was very close to actually vomiting.
Bob almost felt like he was dying from the absolutely nauseating and deadly stench of his mom's farts, but luckily she decided that she had punished him enough for now. And also, she had to cook dinner (potatoes and beans again) for herself, Jessica and Rebecca now. However, Bob was not finally free from this smelly torment, because while Barbara was cooking, it was his sisters' turn to keep farting on his face.
"Dinner's ready!~", said Barbara, giving a plate of beans and potatoes to Rebecca - who was sitting on a chair - and to Jessica - who was sitting on Bob's face - and of course to herself as well.
"I'm about to let out a rancid fart. Brace yourself, Bob, it's going to be a doozy! Try not to vomit if you're strong enough~", said Jessica, very proud of herself, about to fart on Bob's face again like she did earlier today. She, just like Rebecca and Barbara, wanted to make things as stinky as possible for Bob.
"Please, Jessica, no!", Bob said, begging Jessica to not fart on his nose again.
"NO?!?", Jessica was outraged, and started pouting, "I am a cute girl and I can do whatever I want! Hmpf!"
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Bob was crying from the awful stench that was going inside his lungs, surely rotten eggs don't smell as bad as his sisters' and mom's farts, and even the idea of being close to a flower was starting to feel less scary at this point. Bob was very close to vomiting at this point, the more whiffs of Jessica's putrid flatulence he took, the closer to vomiting he was. After smelling stinky farts for so long, Bob actually vomited.
"HAHAHA~", Jessica found it so hilarious, that Bob actually vomited because of the smell of her farts. Rebecca and Barbara were laughing as well. She got off from his face because of the vomit that was thrown up on his own clothes.
"Don't worry, Jessica, I'll clean it up so you can keep farting on his face again", said Barbara, cleaning up Bob's vomit from his clothes, "What a nice mom I am~", she said, with an angelic, innocent face, "here it is! All clean! Now we can fart on his face again!"
"No... please no...", Bob begged them, he was exhausted of smelling so many stinky farts, all day, with no end in sight.
"We're going to sleep now", Barbara said, and Bob let out a sigh of relief because he thought that meant the end of the fart punishment, at least for the night. But he was wrong.
Barbara took him and brought him to her bedroom, and he tied him up to a separate bed. On the main bed, Barbara, Rebecca and Jessica will sleep together. Barbara explained the plan to her daughters: they will put a tube to each of her asses and connect it to an aerosol mask and make Bob wear that mask, so that their farts will go right on his face for the whole night. He'll have no chance to escape since he's tied up.
"Good idea, mom!", said Jessica. Rebecca nodded in sign of agreement. It was an aerosol mask with three tubes instead of just one, so it was very effective. Rebecca took the aerosol mask and made Bob wear it, even though he was really complaining about it, but he couldn't do anything about it. After Rebecca, Jessica and Barbara connected the mask to their asses, they went to sleep, happy at the idea that Bob will have no choice but to smell all of their farts for the entire night.
Bob was panicking, he was not ready for this smelly night. He was wondering whether he'll be able to sleep, tormented by such a revolting stench that made rotten eggs smell like... cherries, in comparison. The room was dark, and his sisters and mom were falling asleep. He heard some fart noises coming from the bed where they slept (Bob was sleeping on a separate bed, but the tubes were long enough).
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He didn't know whose fart was that, and it didn't matter. Breathing in farts through an aerosol mask was an even smellier experience than being facefarted normally. The smell was so bad that he felt like he was going to throw up quite soon.
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Not long after, another fart. Whose was it? Not that it made any difference. Bob's eyes were watering like crazy, and he was struggling to break free, but he was tied up and there was no way he could get away, he needed to breathe his sisters' and mom's farts, even though they stank like crazy!
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Farts kept being released all night: they were really gassy both at day and night, it seems! Bob felt like he was choking, the smell was absolutely unbearable. Anytime he heard the sound of a fart, he knew a really nasty wave of putrid stench was coming for him. There was no way for him to sleep with that kind of stench continuously being pumped on his face, the closest he got to sleeping was when he almost got unconscious from the putrid stench that he was being forced to breathe. After what seemed to be forever, the morning arrived, and he was exhausted as he could barely sleep. His eyes were red both because he could barely sleep, and because they were watering really harshly from the noxious stench that he smelled all night.
"Wakey wakey~", said Rebecca, laughing and teasing him, and removing the mask from his face. Of course, doing that released all the flatulence that accumulated inside of it all night, stinking up the room (which was strangely odorless until then, for obvious reasons~), "PHEW!!!", Rebecca coughed a bit when the wave of stinky fart fumes hit her in the face, "Ugh... let's open the windows!", she said, walking backwards, wafting the air around her with her hands and opening the windows. Jessica was impressed by the smell, too.
"Flower destroyer, is that really how an entire night of our accumulated farts smell like?", said Jessica, a bit shocked but also pleasantly surprised and proud of herself.
"It is~", Barbara said, "I'm proud of myself... and of my daughters, of course~you two are so gassy, too!"
"Poor Bob, he had to smell this rancid stink all night~", Jessica said, grinning happily.
"And it's not over yet!", said Rebecca, happy too, and sitting on Bob's face, "This is your life from now on. We'll fart on your face all day, every day. Your life will be so stinky from now~"
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And this is just the beginning of Bob's new stinky life.