{[(this story - actually - [happened - (somewhere in the Multiverse)]}
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Location: somewhere in Blāzān.
Time: Seventh year of the pig. Days 1 to 3.
Weather: Sunny/Clear summer days. Average high of 80 °F (27 °C) in the afternoon.
Initial time: Seventh year of the pig. Day 1. Early morning.
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"Our gods are great, MINE IS THE GREATEST!", said Ēxēxē to her groups of friends.
"I don't believe there is any god. Stop believing in those kids fairytales!", replied Ökēbz, one of her, uhm... friends? - "Fuck your god! Shove your god up your ass!", he added.
"You will pay for your blasphemous speech. One day me and my goddess will get our revenge!", said Ēxēxē with an evil smirk and ready to get her revenge.
"Dream on!", said Ökēbz, laughing in sign of ridicule towards Ēxēxē.
Ēxēxē came back home a bit angry.
"Fuck your god, Ēxēxē. How was your day?", said Ēxēxē's mom, smiling kindly.
[Note: it is part of Blāzān's culture to say "Fuck your god" as a standard greeting towards anyone who believes in at least one deity. The phrase, however, has no insulting or pejorative connotation, and is instead the standard greeting on this place. Which might seem rather odd to an Earthling who is reading this story, but the Multiverse contains absolutely everything you can think of, indeed]
"It was awful. People keep insulting the goddess I believe in. But one day I will get my revenge!"
"Who is the goddess you believe in, again?", asked Ēxēxē's mom.
"Her name is Yourai Livingstone", explained Ēxēxē.
"What a weird name you came up with. What kind of magic powers does this goddess have?", asked Ēxēxē's mom, smiling but yet with an arrogant tone.
"She is the representation of female flatulence in Blāzān. She is by far the girl with the stinkiest farts in the land she lives in. She is a goddess, because she has influence over Blāzān. I'm in spiritual contact with her, and she said I'm the chosen girl. I was chosen to punish the people who insulted her, and finally get revenge", said Ēxēxē, proud of herself.
"How are you planning to punish people?", asked Ēxēxē's mom, cringing at her daughter's weird ideas.
"I will fart on their faces. Right up their noses~", said Ēxēxē, with an evil, vengeful smirk.
"Your farts have never had any smell to begin with. It won't be a punishment for them, you'll just look like an idiot", said her mom.
"It is true that my farts have never been smelly, but things are going to change starting from tomorrow. Goddess Yourai Livingstone will lend me some of her powers. The stench of my farts will make people cry, trust me", said Ēxēxē, smiling proudly.
"That's not gonna happen! Also fuck your god", said Ēxēxē's dad, laughing.
"It will happen. My farts will be very stinky tomorrow! You'll wait and see. And smell the result", said Ēxēxē, serious.
"If that will actually happen, I will apologize to Miss Livingstone and start worshipping her. I promise", said her dad. Her mom agreed, too.
"Alright you two. But remember, a promise is a promise", said Ēxēxē, serious and expecting them to maintain their promise.
"We know", said her mom, knowing (or believing?) her daughter Ēxēxē will never have stinky farts so they will never have to respect the promise.
Ēxēxē, at the end of the day, went to sleep.
"Thank you for your willingness to help the gods. You will be rewarded", said Goddess Yourai Livingstone to Ēxēxē in her dreams.
"So, is it true that I will get very stinky farts as soon as I'll wake up? So I can punish the blasphemers?", Ēxēxē said, feeling pride and honor.
"That's correct. You have a purpose in your life. Punish the blasphemers. No matter how many they are. No matter if they are your family. Punish them and please the gods", said Goddess Yourai Livingstone, disappearing into a thick fog.
Ēxēxē woke up really happy. After a long time, her life has finally acquired some meaning. She will punish everyone who has insulted any deity who belongs in her pantheon. The mission has just begun.
Ēxēxē went to the kitchen and was about to have breakfast with her parents and her little brother.
"Hello mom and dad! Hello stupid brother!", Ēxēxē said, with an attitude of superiority.
"Fuck your god, sister", said her little brother, calmly, and smiling a bit.
"Fuck your god, sweet daughter", said her mom, smiling gently.
"Fuck your god, dear daughter", said her dad, also smiling.
"Y'all will regret talking to me with that tone! With the powers sent to me by Goddess Yourai Livingstone, I will subject you to a painful and humiliating punishment", said Ēxēxē, serious.
The rest of the family laughed and mocked her.
"You don't know who you're messing with. Your loss. I've been holding this one since this morning", she said, letting out a huge loud fart, with a feeling of superiority and invincibility.
"Nice one. However, as always your fart has no smell. It's all bark and no bite. What were you trying to...", said her dad, until an extremely rancid, sour, stinky and putrid fart smell interrupted him from what he was about to say, his facial expression looked like he was in pain, his eyes were watering and he couldn't stand this irritating stinky smell anymore. Her mom and her little brother also smelled it and panicked for their lives, leaving the chairs they were sitting on and standing far from Ēxēxē.
"What the fuck, dumb sister?", shouted her little brother. - "Your farts have always been harmless, why the fuck are they so smelly now?", he added.
"This is the power Goddess Yourai Livingstone gave to me. I told y'all but none of you believed me. Now y'all will smell the consequences. Dear mom and dad, I don't care if you're my family, you will still be punished", she said, smirking with evil intent.
"Please no. We always loved you! Why are you doing this to us?", begged her mom.
"Hmm... yeah, maybe I will spare you from this terrible punishment", said Ēxēxē, shrugging.
"I still don't believe in your goddess Yourai or whatever she's called! Your farts are indeed deadly today, but it's just a coincidence! A motherfucking coincidence. While very stinky and disgusting, the smell of your farts is still within realistic human range. Goddess my ass!", said her dad, angry but scared at the same time.
"Fuck you, dad! You needed to keep your mouth shut! Now she's gonna kill us with her farts!", said Ēxēxē's little brother, crying from panic and fear.
"That's correct, stupid brother. Goddess Yourai Livingstone, give me more power! Make my farts oh so stinky, so that I will be able to punish these blasphemers!", said Ēxēxē... - "Oh, gosh... I can feel a deadly, raunchy one brewing inside my stomach...", she added, feeling immense power.
She pointed her butt at the three family members, who were cornered against the wall of the living room.
"Any last words?", Ēxēxē said, with an evil laugh.
"Please, have mercy!", they said, crying in fear.
"Nope", Ēxēxē said, letting out a bubbly fart that was immensely stinky. Breathing in such a terrible stench was pure torture. It was much stinkier than what any other human in Blāzān could produce, let alone endure.
While they were dizzy from the unholy smell that was released from Ēxēxē's butthole, she tied all of them up on a bed, preparing for the most painful part of the punishment.
"Now y'all will smell my farts from up close~", she said, - "Say hello to my butt~", she added.
"Fuck your god, Ēxēxē's butt", said her dad, very stubbornly.
"I see. You love the smell of my gas, apparently~", she said, biting her lips a bit in sign of superiority.
Ēxēxē sat lightly on top of her father's face, gently placing his nose on her butthole.
"Enjoy the smell!", she said, with a fake sarcastic gentle tone.
*ppprrruuubbbttt*
A wall of pure rancid fart stench made it impossible for her father to breathe without gagging violently. He screamed and begged for mercy, but Ēxēxē was blinded by her power. She did the same thing to her mother and her little brother, all of them experiencing intense olfactory discomfort and pain. As the incredibly deadly and stinky smell spread and lingered across the room, Ēxēxē considered the punishment to be over, and she untied them, however she kept them locked in that stinky room with more than enough water and food for the whole day.
"I'll be back this evening. I'm going to punish more blasphemers while I'm away", she said, laughing with evil personality and intentions.
Ēxēxē greeted Ökēbz.
"Hello Ökēbz", she greeted him, pretending to be friendly.
"Fuck your god, Ēxēxē", he said, smiling friendly and gently.
Ēxēxē pushed him on the ground.
"What the hell are you doing, Ēxēxē?", he said, surprised by the sudden violent behavior of one of his best friends (or is she really a friend?).
She then sat on him, putting her butt in his face.
"I don't understand what's going on. Could you explain, please?", said Ökēbz, immensely confused.
"Sure, I will explain. You insulted my goddess, Yourai Livingstone. Now you will be punished", she said, serious.
"I'm sorry!", he said.
"It's too late to be sorry now", she said, letting out a deep sounding fart that utterly spoiled the air around her, making it unbreathable for any living being. Even flowers would wilt if they experienced such a nasty smell.
As soon as Ökēbz took a small whiff, he started gagging violently, crying and gasping for air. He tried to escape, but Ēxēxē grabbed him by his arm and pushed his face into her ass, his nose deep into her panties-covered asshole, and she kept farting despite him struggling, squirming, crying and begging for mercy. Some time after he lost the will to fight back, she let him go, but he was half-dead lying on the sidewalk, unable to move or think after the intense unhuman fart stench he experienced from such a cute nerdy girl.
She was feeling very satisfied, but she wanted to punish more blasphemers, and so she did.
The next day, the news has spread everywhere in Blāzān, and this unexplainable phenomenon has lead many people (around 50% of Blāzān's population) to stop blaspheming and they also converted to Ēxēxē's religion in fear of getting stink-gassed by her cute yet frighteningly powerful butt. This religion has gained so many followers in such a short amount of time, Ēxēxē was becoming crazy with all the power she was having. She turned Blāzān into a very authoritarian dictatorship where only her religion was allowed. The blasphemers and the unbelievers were put to death. It was mandatory to pray to the goddess Yourai Livingstone at least three times a day. Failure to do so would result in a death sentence.
Ēxēxē talked to journalists to spread this message to the entire Blāzān.
"I'm not the cute nerdy girl I used to be. I have become almost as powerful as a deity now. There is divine blood inside of me. I'm invincible. I do not know whether I'm immortal or not, but indeed, I will rule Blāzān until my death. And if death doesn't knock on my door, I will rule Blāzān forever. If you want to breathe fresh, odorless air, obey me and nothing bad will happen to you. Otherwise, the terrible stench of my cute yet deadly gas will overwhelm your senses and make you cry in pain. Yours truly, the goddess who used to be a simple girl called Ēxēxē."
And thus, a new dawn was born for the humans of Blāzān. Will someone eventually eventually understand that there is a