It was a sad day on a coastal area of Pangea for all fart-fetishists: on the third day of the Dionysian month, year 255 (on a local calendar), the concept of girls' farts has been ethno-copyrighted!
"It's a tragedy!!!", Michael told to his friend Tiffany, both of them have a fart fetish, "the concept of girls' farts has been ethno-copyrighted! The Baronians are striking again!", he said, feeling defeated.
"They ethno-copyright everything, grrr...", Tiffany said, feeling angry.
The Baronians are an ethnic minority who has the habit of claiming ideas and concepts as their own. Among things they have ethno-copyrighted are: their native language, their traditional clothings food and music, the instruments used to play their traditional music, their mythology, their gods, and the concept of mini-games during loading screens. And now, they have ethno-copyrighted the concept of girls' farts as well. When the Baronians ethno-copyright something, then only the Baronians can make use of that concept. Now that girls' farts have been ethno-copyrighted, it's illegal for non-Baronians to create Onara RPG's, write fart fetish stories with girls farting, or videos like that, or even girls farting on people's faces in real life because that is considered a 'live performance containing ethno-copyrighted content'. The Baronians corrupt the King with huge amounts of gold in order to convince him to pass laws in their favor.
Michael and Tiffany were feeling defeated, they were no longer allowed to do have some gassy fun with Tiffany farting on Michael's face. If they are caught, the punishment is being sent to the prison in the underground part of the King's castle.
"There is still a chance we can win, Michael, follow me", Tiffany said, sighing hopeful.
Michael followed Tiffany and they entered a Kopimist church. They started talking to a Kopimist priestess.
"I'm sorry, my dears, even though the King has recognized Kopimism as a valid and legal religion, we're still not allowed to break the law. Would you like to buy a pendant with Kopimist sacred symbols, by the way? Our religion is not copyrighted in any way, anyone can wear it, regardless of their actual beliefs", the priestess said.
Michael sighed, "How much does that pendant cost?"
"Five bronze coins", the priestess said.
"Alright...", Michael said, giving the five bronze coins to the priestess, buying the Kopimist pendant, it displayed the two most sacred symbols of Kopimism, CTRL+C and CTRL+V. Michael sighed, he was feeling even more defeated than before. No more Tiffany farting on his face.
"I want a pendant like that, too!", Tiffany said, excited, buying another pendant with those symbols, too.
Michael sighed, the defeat tasted humiliating.
"Would you like to take a walk around the beach? Maybe that will help you calm down", Tiffany said, smiling gently.
"Alright...", Michael said, with a feeling of defeat burning in his soul.
As they were walking around the beach, Michael was sitting down on the sand, looking really sad. The sound of the waves and the prospect of a distant horizon were not comforting him.
"Oh come on now, Michael. Maybe the Baronians will make their own Onara RPG's for everyone to see!", Tiffany said, trying to comfort Michael, even though even she didn't believe in that possibility.
"No, they won't!", Michael said, starting to cry, "They have ethno-copyrighted the concept of mini-games during loading screens ten years ago, and guess what, they haven't made even one game like that. Nothing. Zero. Nada. They won't make any Onara RPG either. They just enjoy being tyrants"
"Well, look at the bright side, Michael, they haven't ethno-copyrighted the concept of hugs!", Tiffany said, smiling and hugging Michael in order to comfort him.
"...not yet", Michael said, crying even more.
Tiffany kept hugging him to comfort him. Suddenly, Michael and Tiffany started hearing some pirate metal music, and that could only mean one thing: the pirates have arrived to the bay!
"YARR! AHOY! Hey, you two, stop crying! I've heard your conversation. Hop aboard on the ship! My name is Captain Morgan, and I'll bring you to the place where there's no copyright of any kind, ethnic or otherwise: Onara Island! Are you ready to sail?", Captain Morgan said, with a huge smile on his face, one could tell that he was excited by looking at his still-functioning eye.
Michael stopped crying, his eyes were sparkling with joy and excitement, finally there is an opportunity for him to be free!!! Without any hesitation at all, Michael and Tiffany jumped on the ship, ready to live a brand new adventure. They were feeling really happy and excited!
"Welcome to our crew! What's your names?", Captain Morgan asked.
"My name is Michael" - "My name is Tiffany"
"Welcome aboard, Michael and Tiffany! A new adventure awaits!", Captain Morgan said, excited, "SAIL HO!", he shouted, and the ship was starting to move. It was the start of a new pirate adventure, sailing across the Panthalassan Ocean to reach Onara Island. "Oh, by the way, the parrot that I have on my shoulder sometimes copies what people say"
"COPIES! COPIES!", the parrot said.
"How far is Onara Island from here?", Michael asked.
"Not much, it'll just take three days and two nights for us to get there, we just have to sail towards the magnetic north. In the meanwhile, you can play videogames, listen to music, read books or watch movies inside the rooms of our ship if you get bored", Captain Morgan explained.
Michael looked at just how many videogames, music, books and movies were available and he was shocked. "Wow... you've bought a lot of entertainment stuff!", he said, impressed.
Captain Morgan laughed. "Yeah... we've bought that... sure..."
"Where does the electricity in this ship come from?", Michael asked, a bit perplexed.
"Oh, please, don't ask that question!", Captain Morgan said, laughing, "make yourself at ship... I mean, at home in this ship! Sorry, I'm a bit drunk"
"Thank you very much, Captain!", Michael said, smiling.
"Nice pendant, by the way!", Captain Morgan said.
"Oh yeah... we've bought this at a Kopimist church. Sadly not even them could do anything to return the concept of girls' farts to the public domain", Michael said, sighing, "but I'm happy I've met you, Captain Morgan"
"In the lands ruled by the King or Emperor, one must obey their laws, no matter how absurd they may be. But outside kingdoms and empires, a land with no rules welcomes us! Freedom!", Captain Morgan said, feeling great.
"Yeah! Wait, why do you have the statues of the Baronian gods over there?", Michael said, rising an eyebrow and feeling suspicious.
"There are two reasons for that. One is that, by sculpting statues of the Baronian gods, we are proudly violating their ethno-copyright rules, and the other reason is, we will destroy those statues today in the evening, we will curse the Baronian gods and praise the Pirate gods. Will you two do that too?", Captain Morgan asked.
Michael's eyes sparkled with huge excitement and joy. "You bet, Captain!". Tiffany agreed too.
Michael and Tiffany hugged each other happily. "We can have gassy fun again, thanks to the pirates! I'm so happy!", Michael said, with tears falling from his eyes from the intense happiness.
"I'm starting to feel a little bit thirsty", Tiffany said.
"Go to the ship and ask Nancy for a drink", Captain Morgan suggested.
"Nancy?", Tiffany said, not knowing who she was.
"Nancy the tavern wench", Captain Morgan said.
Michael and Tiffany entered the ship, and they asked Nancy for a drink.
"Would you like some rum? Or perhaps just a beer?", Nancy asked.
"Oh, no! We're just fart fetishists, we're not necessarily interested in pirate life in general, we don't drink alcohol", Tiffany explained.
"That's perfectly valid, actually. Would you like some fruit juice, then? Or perhaps just water?", Nancy asked, smiling.
"Just water for now", Tiffany said, and Nancy gave her a bottle of water. Tiffany drank it and she felt better, more hydrated.
"Hey boy, are you a fart fetishist too? Would you like me to fart on your face?~", Nancy asked.
"R-really?!? You'd do that for me?", Michael said, grinning happily. Tiffany was looking at Michael and Nancy feeling a bit jealous, even though Michael was just a friend to her.
"Sure!~", Nancy said, "come here, put your nose here~", she said, pointing at her butt with her index finger.
Michael put his nose in Nancy's ass, and she was ready to let one rip for him, "Mnghm~♥"
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"GAH!", Michael coughed when he inhaled Nancy's fart, it was really stinky!
"Did it stink? Aww, it must be due to the rum I drank, or maybe it was the fish~hehe~♥", Nancy said, giggling.
"Phew! Thank you, Nancy! It was stinky, but fun!", Michael said, gasping for fresh air a little bit.
"Wait, you don't want to smell my farts anymore? I have a lot more for you!", Nancy said, surprised that a fart fetishist like him would reject such an offer.
"Eugh... alright, I can smell more!", Michael said, placing his nose on Nancy's ass again.
"Aww, cute boy~♥", Nancy said, blushing happily, "Mmmhhh...~♥"
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"EUGH!!! PHEW!!!", Michael was having some trouble breathing in Nancy's farts, she was really gassy, and her farts were horribly stinky, but that's probably what a diet based on rum, fish and canned beans does to a girl (or to anyone, for that matter). It was difficult for Michael to breathe in Nancy's farts, the fumes were burning his nostrils really badly, and churning his stomach, his eyes were almost watering at this point. "Wow, your farts can rival those of Tiffany in terms of stench, they're really bad!", he said, and Tiffany didn't know whether to feel jealous or flattered by that remark.
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Nancy farted again, she was really gassy, and Michael's eyes started watering, the stench was really sulfuruous and revolting, those canned beans surely were having an effect on Nancy, the same thing could be said about the rum and the fish.
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"GAH! Ughh.... let's stop now, please, Nancy!", Michael said, gagging a lot from the awful putrid stench that was he inhaling. He could barely breathe with that toxic stinky fart cloud hanging around his nose and his face like a pirate prisoner who hangs before getting thrown in the Panthalassan Ocean.
"Already? You have pretty low olfactive tolerance for a fart fetishist, dude!", Nancy said, rolling her eyes.
"No, it's your farts that are absolutely rancid! *cough*", Michael said, still having some trouble breathing even though he wasn't keeping his nose on Nancy's butt anymore.
"Hey Michael, after you've recovered from the smell of Nancy's farts, you'll need to smell mine, okay?~♥", Tiffany said, grinning.
"Yeah, ok...", Michael said, trying to breathe some fresh air on the deck of the ship.
The sea was calm, it felt relaxing to be gently lulled by those angelic waves.
"Ok, I have breathed enough fresh air now, let's go to our new bedroom and have some gassy fun!", Michael said, feeling confident.
Michael and Tiffany went to their bedroom, and Tiffany took her pants off and sat on Michael's face, putting her butt right on his nose.
"Ready?~♥", Tiffany asked, excited, and Michael nodded, she could feel his head nodding because she was sitting on it, so... "mmhhhnghm~♥"
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As soon as Michael took even a small whiff of Tiffany's noxious fart fumes, he immediately started gagging.
"So, Michael... whose farts are smellier, mine or Nancy's~♥", Tiffany asked, hoping that he would say hers (Tiffany's) smell worse.
"I...", Michael began to say, gagging before he could end the sentence, "I don't know...", Michael gagged again, "They're stinky in different ways, I guess... *gags again*"
"Aww, I'll give you plenty of my gas, don't worry, Michael~♥hehehe~fufufu~♥mnghm~♥"
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"Aaahhh, it feels so good to let it out on your nose~♥", Tiffany said, giggling and feeling relieved, happy and aroused. Michael was gagging even more, it was an unbearable rotten stench, kinda like rotten eggs, but even more sour and putrid than that, it was a nasty rotten smell that was making Michael's eyes water and his stomach churn, it was a mephitic miasma for sure, those fart fumes should not be underestimated, and neither should Nancy's farts, because those are very stinky, too. Tiffany was feeling really gassy and she wanted to make Michael smell as many of her farts as possible, she wanted to make the situation as stinky as possible for him. "MNGHM~♥"
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"MGUUUHHH!!! Stop it now, Tiffany! ACK!", Michael was gagging really hard because of the smell of Tiffany's relentless stinky farts, they were so putrid and noxious that they almost felt like a chemical weapon that captains may use during pirate battles. His eyes were watering a lot and he felt like he would throw up sooner or later, the stench was unbearable and intense.
"You really want me to stop? Come on, Michael, don't be such a crybaby, sniff some more~mnghm~♥"
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"Ooohhh that kinda burned my ass when it came out~mmmhhh~♥", Tiffany was very satisfied of farting on Michael's nose over and over again, she never wanted to stop.
"I beg for mercy...", Michael couldn't help but gag and feel like his lungs were rotting from the stench alone, his nostrils were burning, it felt like Tiffany's farts were deadly. He already knew how stinky Tiffany's farts were, because before the Baronians ethno-copyrighted the concept of girls' farts, they (Michael and Tiffany) used to have some 'gassy fun' even in the Pangean mainland, when the King still allowed non-Baronians to do so. However, Michael really enjoyed the concept of getting 'challenged' by how stinky Tiffany's farts were, and she felt aroused by the concept of making someone smell her farts, too.
"Ugh... you're so boring, Michael! Nancy was right, your tolerance is pretty low considering you're a fart fetishist... just one last fart, and then I'll let you go~MNGHM~♥"
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"No, Tiffany, it's your farts that are... PUUU, GWAH! ACK! EWW!!!", Michael was even unable to finish his sentences because he couldn't stop himself from gagging really hard from the nasty stench that was entering his lungs against his will, his eyes were watering and spiraling, he was feeling dizzy and Tiffany's farts were so putrid that he was almost feeling like he was half-dead from the stench.
During the evening, Captain Morgan encouraged everyone to smash and destroy the statues depicting the Baronian gods. Michael and Tiffany were doing it very happily, they destroyed the statues, smashed them into pieces until they looked like dust, and then threw it in the Panthalassan Ocean. Everyone was chanting very loudly, almost shouting.
"MAY THE BARONIAN GODS BE CURSED! BARONIAN GODS GO TO HELL! LONG LIVE THE PIRATE GODS! HAIL THE PIRATE GODS!"
"May the Baronian gods be fucked with an anchor!", Captain Morgan said, with a satisfied smile on his face.
After having so much destroying the statues of the Baronian gods and partying and dancing to pirate metal music, Michael and Tiffany were feeling a bit sleepy, so they went to sleep.
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At some point in the middle of the night, Michael was awoken by a terrible smell of nasty farts.
"EWW, TIFFANY! You farted in your sleep, it really stinks!", Michael said, struggling really hard to avoid literally projective vomiting.
"It wasn't me, I swear!", Tiffany said, gagging really hard, too, sounding like she was about to throw up.
Soon, everyone in the ship started gagging, and everyone went on the outdoor part of the ship, but the smell was even worse outdoors.
"It's that gassy mermaid again, no doubt...", Captain Morgan said, gagging a lot, his face looked a bit green from breathing in the awful stinky air.
"HELP!!!", a member of the crew, Arachnar, yelled as the gassy mermaid blocked him from moving with her arms wrapped on his chest. Soon, she placed an aerosol mask on his face, connected with a tube to her ass. The air was already smelling awfully just by one fart that the gassy mermaid let rip, there's nowhere one could go without the air smelling like it was the end of the world, Arachnar knew that smelling her farts so concentrated through that aerosol mask would had been pure unadulterated hell.
Captain Morgan unsheathed his sword and tried to kill the mermaid (pirates give no quarters to enemies, after all!), but she could dodge the sword attacks really fast, and if the captain was not careful, he could as well accidentally kill Arachnar.
"Nope, this handsome man really needs to smell my gas, and nobody can stop me~♥hehehe~♥", the gassy mermaid said, giggling and having lots of fun, "MNGHM~hehehe~♥"
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Arachnar was assaulted by an extremely pungent, putrid stench. The mermaid's farts were stinky enough to stink up a large building entirely, and smelling them so concentrated in that aerosol mask almost felt like death for Arachnar. Just a small whiff even for a tenth of a second and he pretty much passed out immediately, but not before filling the aerosol mask with his own vomit.
"Hehehe, aww, thank you for the fun, bye~♥", the mermaid said, giggling and laughing and swimming away from the ship.
"We should save him, Captain!", a member of the crew said, still gagging from the awful stench that was permeating in the air because of that mermaid's fart (not the one that Arachnar had to smell, the one before that).
"Ugh...", Captain Morgan was already shuddering at the thought of removing that aerosol's mask from Arachnar's face, the stench contained inside would spread everywhere on the ship, but it was worth it, that kind of putrid stench was absolutely unbreathable, it was no good to keep that mask on Arachnar's face. Trying to be brave, Captain Morgan removed that aerosol mask from Arachnar's face, and the Mermaid's compressed fart escaped from that mask and spread everywhere on the ship, making everyone gag really hard, a few members of the crew actually vomited when they breathed in the nasty stench, "That fucking mermaid...", Captain Morgan murmured, angry, gagging a lot, too.
On the second day, the sea was stormy for a few hours, but then it calmed down. Michael and Tiffany kept reading some books, playing videogames, listening to music, watching movies and having some gassy fun, too. Tiffany's farts were really stinky as usual, even Nancy's farts were, but of course, neither Tiffany's nor Nancy's farts were near as close to how stinky that mermaid's farts were.
On the third day, they finally arrived to Onara Island. Michael and Tiffany hugged each other.
"A new happy life awaits us!", Tiffany said, feeling excited, "we'll have lots of gassy fun, oh, you're gonna gag a lot from my farts, just wait until I eat so many of those canned beans for you~♥"
"Aww, you're so adorable, Tiffany!", Michael said, blushing happily and looking at the shore of Onara Island, "hey Tiffany..."
"What?", she asked, curious.
"The Panthalassan Ocean is so huge, it's endless, I wonder what could be under there", Michael said.
"Hey, perhaps we'll find out one day~", Tiffany said, happy.
"Any guess on what may be under there?", Michael asked, prompting Tiffany for her own opinion.
"Anything you can imagine exists somewhere under there, perhaps", she said, shrugging, "but there's no using asking existential questions like those, and I really gotta fart now, so you know what to do~♥"
Michael indeed knew what to do, and he put his nose on Tiffany's ass. "MNGHM~♥"
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