"I'm too sad to function", says George to Rie, his best friend.
"What's wrong?", asked Rie, worried.
"I don't want to talk about that", said George.
"How can I help you if you don't tell me why you are sad?", said Rie.
She was about to cry, she noticed that George was acting strange lately, but she wanted to find out why he was so sad. Recently, she noticed that George wasn't doing the stuff he enjoyed anymore, instead he spent most of his time alone in a dark room with closed windows doing nothing at all.
"How can I make you feel better?", she asked.
"You can't, I don't enjoy anything anymore", he said, sad.
"I know, I know. That's why you need a hug!", she said, opening her arms, smiling.
"Okay", he said, hugging her, but unfortunately he didn't feel any pleasure.
"I'm still not happy. This feeling is killing me", he said, looking at the floor.
"I know what will make you happy!", she said, lowering her pants.
George saw her panties and wondered what she was going to do.
"Lay on the bed and relax, I have something special for you~", she said, smiling.
"What are you doing?!", he asked, slightly shocked
"I'm going to fart on you~", she said, smiling and giggling.
"WHAT?!", he shouted, not agreeing with her.
"You are depressed, and being face farted by a girl is the most effective way to cure it, because female farts contain gases that, even though they're reaaally stinky, they make you feel good while reducing stress and anxiety, look on the Internet if you don't believe me!", said Rie, showing George an article.
"But I'm scared! I've never done this! What if they stink?", he said.
"Oh, but they're gonna stink a lot!", she said, smiling.
"Do I have to sniff them?", he asked.
"Yes, you must take a big whiff everytime I rip one", she said.
"Will I be happy then?", he asked.
"Of course! It's scientifically proven!", she said, "Now lie down on the bed and let's not waste our precious time!".
George did as he was instructed and Rie lowered her panties, got on the bed and made her butthole touch George's nose.
"It smells a bit", said George.
"Being face farted by a girl is a truly stinky experience but you must stay there and sniff, okay? If you don't do it you'll keep getting sadder over time", she said.
"I understand", he said.
"Let's chat a bit... so, you don't want to talk about what makes you sad, and that's okay, so, what makes you happy?", she asked.
"Nothing makes me happy now", he said.
"Don't worry, my farts will cure you", she said, with a heart-warming and kind voice.
"I hope they will be bearable", he said.
"They surely won't smell nice, and since your nose is right on my anus, it will be a truly rancid experience, trust me", she said, making George worried.
"Truly rancid?", he said.
"Yep. Oh wait, I finally have one coming!", she said, silently letting out a noxious fume.
PRRRFFFTTT
"*sniff* AGGHHH!!! I think your stomach is rotting!", he said, gasping for breath.
Rie laughed at his reaction, she genuinely thought it was really funny, then she let out three small farts.
PRRFFTT PRRFFTT PRRFFTT
"*sniff* EWWW!!! I can't breathe this thing!!!", he said, as the smell was getting untolerable.
"You can", she said.
"*sniff* EWW!!! *sniff* BLEAH IT REALLY STINKS!", he said, while wanting to cry.
"Sniff it if you want to feel happy", she said.
"But the smell is quite... overpowering", he said.
"What does it smell like?", Rie asked.
"I don't know, very sour and stinky", he said, not being able to take it anymore, "Now let me go"
Rie got up and said:"You need lots of farts to feel better, don't expect to recover with that attitude".
"Tie me up and force me to smell them", he requested.
"What? Are you sure?", she asked, worried.
"Yes!", he asked.
"Okay, I'll bring the restraints", she said, a bit sad because she didn't want to make his poor nose suffer like that.
After she tied him up really tightly and put a secure belt around her waist and his face, forcing his nose to touch her butthole no matter what, she was ready to let it rip.
PSSSFFFTTT
The smell was really bad and made George panic, while he tried to squirm.
"IT SMELLS NASTY", he cried, but he couldn't do anything.
"Don't worry, you'll be feeling very well after this", she said, giggling.
The smell of the last fart was still stuck in his nose: it was a stench that cannot be forgotten easily. He tried not to breathe but it was useless, the odor was noxious and made him feel nauseated, but it was far from finished as he felt another rush of hot putrid air blasted inside his nostrils.
PRRRBBBFFFTTT
Breathing at this point was a real pain, he felt dizzy and couldn't even think anymore, when Rie announced the treatment was over for today and untied him, while he went to the bathroom to throw up.
"You okay there?", she asked, laughing.
"YOU HAVE A DEAD SKUNK INSIDE YOUR STOMACH!", he said, retching and throwing up.
"Do you feel better now?", Rie asked.
George was indeed feeling better.
"Actually, yes", he said.
He went out of the bathroom, smiled and hugged Rie.
"Thank you, Rie", he said, grateful.