Schrödinger's Skunk

"Are you really sure you want to do this?", asked Aputsiaq, confused about Samuel's request, or the motivation behind it, although Dr. Hossain was suspecting Samuel could have a sexual interest in the flatulence of female skunk-human hybrids, or perhaps a sexual interest in the flatulence of female humans in general, but he decided to withhold assumptions or judgement, as it was none of his business.

"I am sure, Aputsiaq. Dr. Hossain, let's start the experiment", said Samuel, with a determined smile, while Sarah the Skunk was grinning happily, looking at Samuel in his eyes, which made him blush a little bit.

"Can you please repeat what the experiment is about?", asked Dr. Hossain, Aputsiaq's teacher, confused about this whole experiment's purpose, methodology and demonstrability.

"Please, Aputsiaq, explain it for me, it's kinda complicated for me to remember all the details I told you the first time, since I don't know much about it, I just copied and pasted some stuff I found on the Internet and used it as an excuse to do this experiment, so I forgot what it was about exactly", said Samuel, a bit embarrassed but giggling.

"Fine, Samuel. Dr. Hossain, the experiment consists in locking Samuel and Sarah together in a hermetically sealed room with no contact to the outside world for 20 minutes, after which, we will let them outside again. Sarah is a female skunk-human hybrid who often releases a large quantity of flatulence, sometimes not fully in her control. Immediately before locking Sarah and Samuel in the test room, Sarah will take a pill of Demiproctox®, a pill that has exactly 50% probability of making one unable to release flatulence for 6 hours. Samuel's hypothesis is that, before measuring the outcome, there will be two versions of the test room, and therefore two versions of both Samuel and Sarah, experiencing two different outcomes. One outcome where the pill works, and where Sarah will not release any flatulence in the room, and Samuel will breathe odorless air... and another outcome where the pill does not work, and Sarah releases her smelly flatulence in the room, causing Samuel to be subjected to that extremely foul-smelling odor. Samuel suggests that, before making any observation of what happened inside the test room, the two outcomes will both be true at the same time. So, Sarah will be gassy and non-gassy at the same time, and only after observing the outcome, reality in the test room will collapse and Sarah will be either gassy or non-gassy, but not both at the same time! This is the experiment", explained Aputsiaq. Samuel thanked him for explanining the experiment.

"This is all interesting... but... how exactly are you going to prove that the two outcomes are true at the same time while we don't observe them? Couldn't it be that just one outcome was actually happening in the test room, and the other one just didn't happen?", asked Dr. Hossain, inquisitively. Aputsiaq blushed embarrassed, since he didn't know how to answer Dr. Hossain's question.

"Well... according to the Everettian Many-Worlds interpretation, the other outcome is equally true, and our observation of it is equally true... it just happened... uhm.... in a parallel world...", said Aputsiaq, blushing even more and feeling even more embarrassed.

"Why specifically MWI? Why not Copenhagen interpretation? Why not Quantum Bayesianism? What will this experiment prove, if anything? I'm telling you, Aputsiaq, this Samuel guy is obviously someone who has a sexual interest in the flatulence of female skunk-human hybrids, and used this 'experiment' as a disguise for his true intention, that is, 'smelling a skunk girl's farts', in layman language. I'm leaving. Aputsiaq, you are allowed to participate in this experiment, but I will not help you with it. Take care", said Dr. Hossain, leaving the room, and joining Dr. Yıldırım with her student Kristýna, who were working on something else, that Dr. Hossain strongly preferred to the (in his opinion) stupid 'quantum skunk girl experiment' that will not prove anything and was just an excuse for that pervert Samuel guy to smell a skunk girl's farts under the guise of science.

"Please, Aputsiaq, give me that pill of Demiproctox® and let's start the experiment quick! I need to fart so bad, I can't hold it for much longer!", said Sarah, with a proud, threatening smirk, that was closer to a playful smile than actual aggressive expression. Aputsiaq got scared of the threat of being subjected to Sarah's horrible smelly flatulence, so he gave her the pill, which she immediately took.

"Thanks! Let's go to the test room, Samuel~Aputsiaq, don't forget to lock the room well! For 20 minutes. Okay? See ya!", said Sarah, smiling proudly, taking Samuel by his arm and running to the test room, excited for the experiment.

"Let's begin, I guess...", mumbled Aputsiaq, thinking out loud, locking the test room, where Samuel and Sarah will test the experiment.

{{{non-gassy outcome}}}

"What...what the hell is this, Sarah!!??", Samuel asked as soon as he entered the room.

"This is the test room, Samuel. What is it that surprises you?", asked Sarah, giggling.

"It's... weird... what is that small cubic room in the middle?", Samuel asked, confused.

"I see... your eyes are fooling you. That's just a cube in this room. There are eight cubes in this room, each of which is called a 'cell'. And it's definitely not smaller than the other cells. In fact, it is exactly the same size...", Sarah said.

"What... what do you mean, Sarah? I don't understand...", Samuel said, confused.

"This is not the usual three-dimensional room people are familiar with. This is a four-dimensional room. A tesseract, to be more precise. It's like a cube, but it has four dimensions instead of three", Sarah explained.

"This is so weird!!! Four-dimensions? This is so disturbing! I have changed my mind, I want to get out from here!", said Samuel, scared.

"Nope!", said Sarah, pressing a button, which teleported Samuel into the cell on the "back" of the tesseract, the one located on the opposite side of the w-axis of the room.

"Sarah!!! Why?! Let me out of here, please! Where are you?!", Samuel screamed in fear and begged Sarah to let him out. He couldn't see Sarah, since he was in a different part of the tesseract, but he could hear her, because inside the tesseract there was a microphone that teleported her voice into every cell of the tesseract, but not in the four-dimensional hypervolume "between" the cells, which was made inaccessible to three-dimensional beings by design, and for a good reason. It was still accessible to four-dimensional beings, however. But, neither Samuel nor Sarah were four-dimensional beings.

"I'm in another cell, Samuel! Haha! I'm about to put this four-dimensional tube inside my ass, so it can bring my stinky gas into your cell~", she said, giggling and smirking, putting the four-dimensional tube inside her ass and trying to fart. However, it seemed like the pill worked, since she couldn't fart.

"Oh... Samuel... I think the pill Aputsiaq gave me worked. I can't fart. Damn. Well, you're lucky, I guess. Or unlucky, depending on your perspective. I know you wanted to smell my farts so bad~", she said, giggling yet provocative.

"So... what are we gonna do now?", asked Samuel, confused.

"Uhm... I guess we will wait 20 minutes, and then Aputsiaq will let out of this room!", said Sarah, shrugging.

"Can you at least send me back to the cell you are also in? No use in me being here if you can't even fart!", said Samuel, complaining.

"Okay! Okay! Sure! Sorry about that...", said Sarah, pressing a button and bringing Samuel back to the cell on the "front" of the tesseract, the one in contact with the exit of the room, so Sarah and Samuel could talk again, face to face.

"I don't understand this four-dimensional tesseract thing... it's so confusing to me!", said Samuel, complaining about the difficulty of the subject.

"Do you know anything about spatial dimensions?", asked Sarah.

"Yeah... a little bit... but I have definitely never experienced them in real life!", Samuel started pouting.

"Not much to understand... think about a point. That has zero dimensions. Now think about a line. That has one dimension. You can think about a line as two points that are connected with each other through a contiguous space. Now think about a square. That has two dimensions. You can think about a square as two lines that are connected with each other through a contigous space. Now think about a cube. That has three dimensions. And same reasoning applies. Now, a tesseract has four dimensions. It's something that human beings generally don't think about. But as you're seeing, tesseracts actually exist. They're just kept secret from the general population. And there are also hypercubes of more than four dimensions. The 5-dimensional hypercube, nicknamed as a penteract, 6-dimensional hypercube, 7-dimensional hypercube and so on and so on. There are infinite dimensions. A fourth-dimensional living being would be able to see everywhere in any given three-dimensional space, their visual images are three-dimensional just like ours are two-dimensional. They would be able to see the insides of your body, every organ you have, they would be able to see what you have inside of a closed bag, inside the pocket of your pants, inside a safe in a bank, and they would be able to pick the money without needing to enter the safe, or the room where the safe is located. Four-dimensional living beings would be considered pretty much gods from the human perspective, just like we would be considered gods for two-dimensional beings. Think about how you would appear to two-dimensional beings! To you, their world would appear like a flat, two-dimensional wall, and you could let them see you by, for example, putting your hand on that wall, and it would appear to them as if you magically appeared out of nowhere, just like you could magically disappear out of nowhere from their perspective if you removed your hand from the two-dimensional wall they would call their own reality. Just think about how crazy it would be if we met a fourth dimensional creature, it would be so...", explained Sarah, before Samuel interrupted her out of boredom.

"To be honest, Sarah, I really don't care about all this. I asked Dr. Hossain to do this experiment just because I wanted to smell a skunk girl's farts. Nothing else. I couldn't care less about science or geometry or whatever!", said Samuel, annoyed.

"Well, if what you were saying is true, then there is a parallel Universe where the pill didn't work and you're smelling my farts there. Doesn't that make you happy?", asked Sarah, smiling happy.

"I would had liked if that reality was this one!", Samuel said, groaning in disappointment, before being warned that the 20 minutes were over and that both him and Sarah should leave the test room.

"So?", asked Aputsiaq.

"The pill worked. Sarah didn't let out a single fart there", said Samuel, trying to hide his own disappointment. Sarah smiled and nodded as to confirm what Samuel said was true.

"So... Samuel... how do we prove there is a parallel Universe out there where the pill didn't work and Sarah stunk up the test room with her farts?", asked Aputsiaq.

"Ugh... I guess we can't...", said Samuel, blushing embarrassed and a bit ashamed. Aputsiaq groaned in disappointment.

"So, Samuel... is it true what Dr. Hossain was suspecting? That you didn't care about science and just wanted to smell a skunk girl's farts?", asked Aputsiaq, slightly angry and annoyed.

"Yes... it is true...", said Samuel, feeling very embarrassed and ashamed. Aputsiaq sighed.

"Don't worry, Samuel. It's not a big deal. I can understand how you feel. It's not a tragedy", said Aputsiaq, exhaling in relief and smiling a little bit, "After all... it might be true that somewhere, there is a parallel Universe where the pill didn't work and Sarah stunk up the test room with her farts", he said, smiling and laughing a bit, which comforted Samuel and he started smiling as well. They left the observation room and greeted Dr. Hossain again, who joined Dr. Yıldırım and her student Kristýna, who were working in something that could actually be called 'science'.

}}}GASSY OUTCOME{{{

"What...what the hell is this, Sarah!!??", Samuel asked as soon as he entered the room.

"This is the test room, Samuel. What is it that surprises you?", asked Sarah, giggling.

"It's... weird... what is that small cubic room in the middle?", Samuel asked, confused.

"I see... your eyes are fooling you. That's just a cube in this room. There are eight cubes in this room, each of which is called a 'cell'. And it's definitely not smaller than the other cells. In fact, it is exactly the same size...", Sarah said.

"What... what do you mean, Sarah? I don't understand...", Samuel said, confused.

"This is not the usual three-dimensional room people are familiar with. This is a four-dimensional room. A tesseract, to be more precise. It's like a cube, but it has four dimensions instead of three", Sarah explained.

"This is so weird!!! Four-dimensions? This is so disturbing! I have changed my mind, I want to get out from here!", said Samuel, scared.

"Nope!", said Sarah, pressing a button, which teleported Samuel into the cell on the "back" of the tesseract, the one located on the opposite side of the w-axis of the room.

"Sarah!!! Why?! Let me out of here, please! Where are you?!", Samuel screamed in fear and begged Sarah to let him out. He couldn't see Sarah, since he was in a different part of the tesseract, but he could hear her, because inside the tesseract there was a microphone that teleported her voice into every cell of the tesseract, but not in the four-dimensional hypervolume "between" the cells, which was made inaccessible to three-dimensional beings by design, and for a good reason. It was still accessible to four-dimensional beings, however. But, neither Samuel nor Sarah were four-dimensional beings.

"I'm in another cell, Samuel! Haha! I'm about to put this four-dimensional tube inside my ass, so it can bring my stinky gas into your cell~", she said, giggling and smirking, putting the four-dimensional tube inside her ass and trying to fart. "Prepare to sniff, I'm about to let one rip~", said Sarah, proud of herself, "nnngghhh..."

***PPPFFFRRRTTT***

The three-dimensional sound of Sarah's fart made the curved three-dimensional surface (but not the four-dimensional hypervolume) of the tube vibrate with a sound that indicated the fart was travelling through the surface (but not through the hypervolume) of the tube, and bringing the gas into the "back" cell of the tesseract, where Samuel's body and mind were located. Samuel could hear that sound, and he was getting excited to be able to smell a skunk girl's farts for the first time in his life.

At least, until he actually smelled it.

"EWW SARAH!!! It smells so bad!!! What the hell...???", said Samuel, surprised that a skunk girl's farts were actually this stinky. He wasn't expecting such a horrible, awful smell, so he started gagging, and begging Sarah to let him out of that cell while his eyes were watering from the immense stink.

"Wait, what? You wanted to be part of this experiment so badly! Don't lie to me, I know you don't care about science, and that you just wanted to smell a skunk girl's farts. Aputsiaq noticed it, Dr. Hossain noticed it, and I noticed it, too. It's way too obvious. And now you're getting what you asked. Enjoy the stench of my farts, you're gonna be basking in it for a while~let me make things just a little bit smellier, so you can enjoy it even better~nnngghhh..."

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"Please, Sarah, let me out of here, it stinks!!! I can't breathe with this smell, I'm gonna die! Your farts are awful! Please!!!", Samuel begged Sarah to let him out of that cell, but Sarah didn't comply. She just giggled and felt proud of making someone suffer so terribly just from the stench of her farts alone.

"Ha~ha~ha!!!", Sarah laughed, "How do my farts smell?~Oh, by the way, Samuel... I'm gonna alter the space-time continuum in this tesseract, so that the time that passes here, won't pass elsewhere. Currently, in the observation room where Aputsiaq is waiting for the 20 minutes to pass, 4 minutes have already passed. But, from now on, time is gonna stop there. That means, hours can pass inside this tesseract, while in the observation room, it will still be 4 minutes. That means I can torture you with my farts for as long as I want, far more than just 20 minutes. It might be hours, or days, or months, or years, or even your entire life, while in the observation room, it will still be just 4 minutes~after all, you should know that time is relative to the observer, right? HAHA!!!", said Sarah, with a malicious laugh, "I have another one, get ready~nnnggghhh..."

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"It's too stinky! Sarah! I can't even think with the rancid smell of your farts filling this cell I'm in! Please, let me out, so we can talk about time for as long as you want!!!", Samuel begged, barely able to stand still or breathe because of the overwhelming stench of Sarah's farts, while she was laughing her ass off at his disgusted reaction. She knew that her farts smelt horrible, but that was to be expected, since she's a skunk girl. She wanted to tease Samuel a little bit, and make fun of him a little bit.

"Come on, be a good boy and sniff my farts~they don't smell THAT bad, do they?~", she teased, giggling, while Samuel kept coughing, gagging, with tears falling from his eyes as the stench was burning his nostrils and lungs. "Take a deep breath... come on!", she teased, with giggles that turned into laughter the more Samuel was gagging and screaming.

"Sarah... please... let me out... I'm dying...", begged Samuel, with the stench of Sarah's farts making him cry and bringing him on his knees, while every breath was a new pain of pure gassy rancidness for Samuel, and a new laugh of perverse sadistic pride for Sarah.

"Nah, I will not let you out of that cell. Haha! Not anytime soon, at least. And, by the way, you can't escape from that cell. See... even if you manage to physically get out from that cubic room, you will still be on a coordinate of the w-axis of this four-dimensional Euclidean space that is incompatible with what you call 'Earth', or reality as you know it in general. Even if you manage to escape, you will never be back home. You are trapped in the tesseract until the moment I decide you have smelled enough of my farts. Now shut up and keep sniffing my farts, I have plenty more ready to fill your nostrils~nnnggghhh...", Sarah said, giggling maliciously and ready to release yet another fart.

***PPPRRRFFFSSSTTTRRRSSS***

Samuel was agonizing on the floor of his cell, in this confusing, mysterious tesseract from which there was no way out until Sarah decided it was enough. Her farts smelled so bad that Samuel was having trouble even speaking, as his energies to concentrate or focus on anything were being drastically reduced by the overpowering, putrid stench of this cute skunk girl's noxious flatulence. Samuel knew skunk girl's farts smelled really bad, but he would never had thought that they could smell THIS bad. The sulphuric fumes that came out from Sarah's cute, round ass filled the cell Samuel was in with unspeakable putridity, making it really reek! However, Sarah was not yet satisfied, and wanted to fill that cell with even more of her stinky farts.

"Are you enjoying my stinky farts, Samuel? Isn't this what you have always craved? Come on, sniff harder, I have plenty more~", she said, teasing him and laughing at his suffering and pain, while releasing more and more farts inside the four-dimensional tube that brought that eye-watering stench inside Samuel's cell.

***PPPBBBRRRAAARRRFFFSSSTTTSSSFFF***

Samuel was squirming, his brain was struggling and trying to take some fresh air in, but all he got was the rotten smell of Sarah's revolting farts that filled the entire cell with a stinky, lingering, unescapable smell that was making him cry and suffer, begging was useless, hopeless and powerlessness were the only options as the sour eggy miasma was corroding his mind with an infernal concept of olfactory torment that seemed to be everlasting.

"Aww come on, pervert boy, sniff my farts, sniff them deeply, I know you want to! I'm pretty sure if what you said about parallel Universes is true, then there is a parallel version of this tesseract where the pill worked and I couldn't fart, and you complained about not being able to smell my farts! You are the version of yourself that has the privilege of sniffing my nasty gas, you are living the other you's dream! Be grateful, idiot!", Sarah said, demanding Samuel to be grateful and to appreciate the fact that she was "allowing" him to smell her farts, even though that was not exactly "allowing", more like "forcing", but Sarah wanted Samuel to think it was her special, precious gift towards him, but he obviously had a very different opinion of the formerly idolized skunk girl's flatulence.

"Your farts are too stinky, Sarah! Let me out...", said Samuel, with his energies almost gone at this point, barely even able to speak or pronounce any more sentences or words, as the pungent smell of Sarah's farts was entering his throat every time he opened his mouth to speak, filling his lungs with an overwhelming, nauseating rotten stench that was tormenting his body, mind and soul, all of them trapped in a stinky cell of a mysterious and confusing four-dimensional geometrical entity, a tesseract that was impossible to escape for a human being that was located in that specific cell, at the opposite side of the w-axis, an axis that a 3D human couldn't travel through. Samuel was trapped, basking in the stink until Sarah decided it was enough, except she was having so much making him smell her farts that she didn't want to stop anytime soon. She also stopped time inside the tesseract compared to the observation room so thatshe could torture him with her stinky farts for more than just 20 minutes.

"Ha! Of course I won't let you out, Samuel! You wanted to smell my farts, and now you will! I have another one for you, please sniff it to your heart's content~", said Sarah, ready to fart once again, over and over, "nnnggghhh..."

***PPPBBBRRRFFFSSSTTT***

"Ahhh... this fart burned my asshole coming out, it must be really stinky for you to smell, Samuel, isn't it? Hehe~me and you are in two different cells of this tesseract. But, there are actually eight cells in a tesseract. Cells are the three-dimensional cubes that delimit the boundaries of the tesseracts, just like 'faces' are the two-dimensional squares that delimit the boundaries of a cube. Just like a cube has six faces, a tesseract has eight cells. Of course, the tesseract is more than just these eight cubic cells, just like a cube is more than just its six faces. These eight cells are just the boundaries of the tesseract. Between them, there's a four-dimensional hyperspace that neither me or you can access, since we are merely three-dimensional human beings. You can kinda understand the fourth dimension as a three-dimensional being by making parallels between the third dimension and the second dimension. But perhaps it's better if we start from the zeroth dimension, that only contains one point with no axis, and nothing else. Wait, I need to fart again. Then I'm gonna explain more!", said Sarah, serious.

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As Samuel was laying on the floor convulsing and gagging from the mind-destroying stench of Sarah's farts, she kept explaining.

"Actually, there is not much to understand... think about a point. That has zero dimensions. Now think about a line. That has one dimension. You can think about a line as two points that are connected with each other through a contiguous space. Now think about a square. That has two dimensions. You can think about a square as two lines that are connected with each other through a contigous space. Now think about a cube. That has three dimensions. And same reasoning applies. Now, a tesseract has four dimensions. It's something that human beings generally don't think about. But as you're seeing, tesseracts actually exist. They're just kept secret from the general population. And there are also hypercubes of more than four dimensions. The 5-dimensional hypercube, nicknamed as a penteract, 6-dimensional hypercube, 7-dimensional hypercube and so on and so on. There are infinite dimensions. A fourth-dimensional living being would be able to see everywhere in any given three-dimensional space, their visual images are three-dimensional just like ours are two-dimensional. They would be able to see the insides of your body, every organ you have, they would be able to see what you have inside of a closed bag, inside the pocket of your pants, inside a safe in a bank, and they would be able to pick the money without needing to enter the safe, or the room where the safe is located. Four-dimensional living beings would be considered pretty much gods from the human perspective, just like we would be considered gods for two-dimensional beings. Think about how you would appear to two-dimensional beings! To you, their world would appear like a flat, two-dimensional wall, and you could let them see you by, for example, putting your hand on that wall, and it would appear to them as if you magically appeared out of nowhere, just like you could magically disappear out of nowhere from their perspective if you removed your hand from the two-dimensional wall they would call their own reality. Just think about how crazy it would be if we met a fourth dimensional creature, it would be so...", explained Sarah, before she realized that Samuel passed out from the overpowering stench of her farts.

"Samuel? Are you okay? Can you hear me?", asked Sarah, starting to actually become a bit worried, "Damn, I think he's passed out from my stinky farts. Maybe I went too far with him. Don't worry, Samuel, I'm gonna teleport you to a new cell that doesn't reek of my farts! After all, there are six more of them that we have not used yet! Hehe~", she said, pressing the button to teleport Samuel in a different cell of the tesseract, one of the six cells that do not yet stink of Sarah's farts, if we exclude the cell that intersects with the exit door on the w-axis of the four-dimensional Euclidean space of the tesseract, where Sarah was located, but she wanted Samuel to be in a different cell so she would not be too affected with the stench of her own farts, which were quite stinky even for her!

"Samuel? Are you okay? Can you hear me now?", asked Sarah, worrying, and waiting for Samuel to wake up again. A few seconds later, she could hear Samuel gagging again.

"What's wrong, Samuel? Why are you still gagging? I teleported you to an odorless cell!", asked Sarah, sounding worried.

"Ugh... Sarah... the smell of your farts is so clingy, it stuck to my skin and clothes. It doesn't go away! Please, Sarah, do something to make this smell go away, I'm dying here!", said Samuel, barely even able to talk without coughing or gagging, with his eyes watering and his nose burning from the stinky smell of Sarah's farts, which at this point she might be underestimating a little bit.

"Come on Samuel, it's not that bad! You can handle it! I know you can! I'm still gassy, by the way, so you'll have many more of my farts to sniff as deeply as you can. Enjoy!~", she said, while Samuel was groaning, screaming, begging her to stop making him smell her horrid farts.

***PPPBBBRRRFFFSSSTTT***

"Aaahhh~", she sighed in relief, "it's not that bad, is it?", she asked, giggling, while Samuel was (not so) slowly becoming insane from the putrid, constant and inescapable stench of Sarah's farts, which was making him have a strong headache, burning his eyes, and making him feel pain in his nose and lungs. He could feel like his nostrils' hair were rotting, and there was no escape from that cell of the tesseract, either, since it had a different coordinate on the w-axis compared to the "real world" that humans usually live in. Samuel, being a 3D being, could not do anything except keep basking in the stench of Sarah's farts, waiting until she decided to have mercy on him, but he feared that was not gonna happen anytime soon.

"What? Sorry, Samuel, I don't understand you. Could you talk normally instead of just groaning and yelling?~", Sarah teased, "Oh wait, I have to fart again! Get ready!", she said, smiling, determined and proud.

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"Aaahhh~here it is! Nice, warm, and stinky~", she said, giggling, "Samuel, are you okay?", she asked, worried. But, she was having no answer from Samuel, only gagging sounds, yelling, and whimpering in olfactory pain, before all she could hear was silence again. "Damn, he passed out again. He's so weak when it comes to the smell of my farts!", she was saying, disappointed in Samuel's lack of olfactory resistance towards the smell of her farts, which she knew they were stinky but she didn't think they were THAT bad. "Fine, Samuel, I will teleport you to yet another cell! After all, we got five more left, where I didn't fart yet~", she said, giggling, and teleporting Samuel to yet another cell, which was odorless so far, but not for long. And not completely odorless, since the stench of Sarah's farts stuck to Samuel's clothes and skin, making the odorless cell stink pretty bad anyway, although not as stinky as when Sarah farts in it directly through the four-dimensional tube that connects Sarah's cell with Samuel's cell.

"Please, Sarah... stop... it's a torture...", begged Samuel, with a weak voice, barely being able to talk due to the olfactory trauma he'd been experiencing for a while.

"Nah, Samuel, you asked for this! I bet you wish you were in the parallel version of this experiment where the Demiproctox® pill worked and I couldn't fart, ha!~", said Sarah, teasing him and smiling proudly, "But don't worry, Samuel, that parallel reality actually exists, and that version of you is fine... or perhaps he's being jealous of you in this very moment, wouldn't you agree? Haha! In that case you should feel lucky! Here's one more fart, which is one of many more I will make you smell, for your enjoyment~nnnggghhh..."

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And once again, another cell of the tesseract was starting to reek of Sarah's farts, just like the other two. There are now just four more cells of the tesseract that Sarah could stink up, excluding her own, which she was considering to stink up but she was planning to make a decision whether to do that or not later. This is the third cell of the tesseract that Sarah was stinking up with her farts, and Samuel was certainly not happy about it, as it seemed like the stinky torment was never going to end. Samuel's brain could now barely process any information other than the overpowering stench of Sarah's flatulence, which was starting to stink yet another cell up. Samuel wondered whether Sarah was going to use all other cells of the tesseract, or if the torment is gonna last for a really long time, no matter how stinky it will be. The fate of Samuel's nose was in Sarah's hands - or better, in her anus. He deeply regretted doing this experiment just as an excuse to smell a skunk girl's farts. He understood he underestimated how stinky skunk girl's farts are, far stinkier what he was imagining, and certainly a lot stinkier than what his nose could voluntarily endure. Samuel remember Dr. Hossain's words:

'What will this experiment prove, if anything? I'm telling you, Aputsiaq, this Samuel guy is obviously someone who has a sexual interest in the flatulence of female skunk-human hybrids, and used this 'experiment' as a disguise for his true intention, that is, 'smelling a skunk girl's farts', in layman language.'

Samuel knew Dr. Hossain was 100% right about it. He thought that if he could go back in time, he would had never requested to participate in such a useless experiment. He at least tried to find some consolation in the thought that somewhere, out there, in a parallel reality, the pill Sarah took worked and she didn't let out a single fart. The attempt at looking at the bright side, however, was in vain, as he was feeling envious of the parallel version of himself that wasn't subjected to this incredibly awful smell. He thought how lucky that version of himself was, while his nose was burning and he felt as if the neurons in his brains were exploding from how bad Sarah's farts smelled, the smell was really unbearable.

"Ahhh... don't my fart smell so strong, Samuel? So pungent, right? Makes you wanna throw up? Hahaha!!!", Sarah laughed, proud that the smell of her farts could be so powerful to bring someone to their knees like that. She felt like she was powerful, strong, invincible. She felt like her farts were the best superpower any hero, anti-hero or villain could ever dream to have. She felt very lucky that she was born a skunk girl, and she was appreciating these moments and enjoying Samuel's defeated reaction, understanding that she could have power over someone just by using the smell of her farts alone, no need for physical violence or strength, "Abandon all hope, you who enter here, in this stinky tesseract! HAHA! Nnnggghhh..."

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"YES! Suffer in the stench of my farts, Samuel! You asked for this!", said Sarah, proud and satisfied of her power and of the lesson in life she was teaching to him. She could feel the feeling of grandiosity burning inside her heart, and it was very pleasant as it made her feel very powerful and invincible, while Samuel was like a defeated enemy, or opponent. She felt the glory and victory, and she found it funny that the power of her farts was so intense. She thought she could dominate anyone with her stinky farts, she felt like nobody could ever defeat her, as she has a very effective weapon inside of her. This feeling of power and pride was slowly making her lose her mind, however, corrupting the few ounces of innocence she had left in her soul. Samuel was, once again, agonizing on the floor of his cell of this tesseract that he was hating more and more with time. Of course, it was not the tesseract itself that Samuel hated, it was the nasty smell of Sarah's farts that he hated, regardless of the place he would had smelt it. He thought he would had loved smelling a skunk girl's farts, but what he was experiencing was far stinkier than what he had been picturing in his imagination since he was a teenager. He loved fantasizing about this happening, but now that it's actually happening, he's hating it. Sarah was laughing and feeling some kind of perverse pride and power. She was feeling invincible, but what was this situation about? Was Samuel really a powerful enemy that was supposed to be difficult to defeat? Sarah was starting to feel like she was taking this too far, but she didn't want to stop, since this is something that was making her feel powerful, a feeling she didn't want to miss, now that she's having the chance. She was worrying about Samuel, to some extent, but she wasn't willing to have any mercy. Not because she hated him, but because the feeling of power, grandiosity, and invincibility was too pleasurable for her, so she felt like she couldn't stop, even though she was aware that the smell of her farts was making Samuel suffer a lot, and she was feeling somewhat sorry for him, but the pleasure and pride were too intense for her to stop anyway.

"Samuel, are you okay?", she asked, worrying that he passed out again, as usual, "Samuel...? Oh, okay, I get it! You passed out again! Your nose sure is weak!~But that's fine! I will bring you to another cell, one that I haven't stunk up already! We still have four of them, after all!", she said, smiling, yet deep inside she knew she should had stopped now, and that enough is enough, but the feeling of being able to dominate someone else with her farts corrupted her mind with power and pride. She teleported Samuel in yet another cell, one that didn't stink of her farts yet, repeating the process over and over again at this point, but not forever, since now only three odorless cells are left before all the cells of the tesseract would reek of Sarah's farts. And of course, since her farts were three-dimensional, she couldn't stink up the four-dimensional hypervolume of the tesseract, which of course was far bigger than just the eight cells, and contained one more spatial dimension, the fourth dimension, a dimension the cells did not contain. As soon as Samuel was teleported into the new, odorless (so far) cell, he woke up again, but each time he woke up, his energies were slowly fading away.

"Please... Sarah... let's just stop this already... I'm dying...", begged Samuel, lying on the floor with little energies, barely able to talk, coughing and gagging from the nasty smell of Sarah's farts that stuck to his clothes, skin and nostrils.

"No, Samuel. You gave me the opportunity to make someone suffer from my farts, and I don't want to waste it. I don't hate you, Samuel, I... I just love this feeling of power. I'm sorry, Samuel...", said Sarah, knowing that she's taking this too far at this point, but she couldn't control herself, power has now fully corrupted her mind, consuming her soul with the flames of victory. "I'm sorry, Samuel, I can't control myself... I hope you will forgive me... nnnggghhh..."

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The noxious smell of Sarah's fart filled Samuel's nostrils and brain, making him struggle to stay conscious, as his energies were removed little by little by Sarah's unbearably stinky farts, yet he tried his best to stay conscious and not let the smell dominate him, but it was easier thought than done. He realized that if the Many-Worlds Interpretation was correct, then, there's also a version of him that didn't experience the smell of Sarah's farts since the pill would had worked and she couldn't had been able to let out a single fart, and perhaps that version of Samuel would had been envious of the version of himself that actually got to smell Sarah's farts. But that was no consolation for him, "if only that version of myself knew how stinky Sarah's farts actually are... ugh... eww it stinks!!! Help!!!", thought Samuel in his mind, as the stinky smell was fogging his mind up, being barely able not only to talk, but also to think.

"You're so cute when you struggle so much from smelling my stinky farts~please sniff more, I love seeing your defeated face~nnnggghhh~"

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"This felt like I had acid in my ass... it must smell really potent! Haha! Sniff the stink!", said Sarah, laughing maliciously, feeling evil and powerful. She loved seeing Samuel so powerless and helpless, she loved having complete control over him, and the thought that she could enslave anyone with the threat of her stinky farts was making her feel omnipotent like a goddess. However, she knew that, due to social and cultural reasons, she really couldn't use her power as often as she liked, so she was taking this opportunity seriously, since this was going to be one of the very few times she could use her power to the fullest, and she didn't want to miss this chance at all.

"Yeahhh~keep gagging, just like that~aww~", Sarah teased, feeling happy that she was making someone suffer like that with her farts and making him drown in her malodorous vapors that filled the entire volume of the cell he was in, leaving no way to escape or seek refuge from the oppressive stench that caused him so much pain and suffering. She knew that Samuel had no choice but to smell her stinky farts, no matter how bad they stunk, no matter how he was crying and begging for mercy, he had no choice, her farts were going into his nostrils and inside his lungs, she knew that if Samuel could have even just the slightest opportunity to escape, he would. But there is no escape from a place that is located in the fourth dimension, away from the "normal" reality everyone else lives in. Trapped in a tesseract where he was suffering terribly, surrounded by a fog of skunk girl's stinky fart fumes, he passed out once again, and as usual, Sarah noticed it. Only three more odorless cells remained to be stunk up in this tesseract, and Sarah was really considering using all of them, so that the fart torture can last as long as possible.

"Your nose is so weak, Samuel! You keep passing out from my rancid farts! Haha! Fine, I'll teleport you to another cell, sweetie! There are three odorless cells left!", she said, teleporting Samuel to a new cell, "And after I stink up that one as well, there will be only two!~", she said, giggling and blushing, wanting the fart torture to last as long as possible.

"Wait, Sarah! Are you really planning to stink up all the cells of this tesseract with your farts?", asked Samuel, stuttering and shivering in fear.

"Of course, Samuel! I have never had the chance to make someone smells my farts like this before! I can't really miss it, Samuel. Again, I apologize, Samuel. I have nothing against you, I hope you will forgive me...nggghhh~"

"WAIT, SARAH, NO!!!! YOUR FARTS SMELL SO HORRIBLE, PLEASE STOP WITH..."

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"GAAAHHH!!! EWWW!!! PUUU!!!", Samuel's living nightmare was not over yet. He hoped that once all the cells of the tesseract were stunk up, she would had stopped with the fart torture, but he wasn't totally sure about that either.

"Enjoy this bad smell~just remember it comes from me, so consider it as a gift, not as a punishment~HAHAHA!!!", she laughed maliciously as Samuel's eyes were filled with tears of terror and desperation. Every second felt like a minute for Samuel, every minute felt like a hour, and therefore, extending the same logic, every hour felt like 60 hours, which was 2 days and a half. Or maybe the "every second felt like a minute" is just a rhetoric figure of speech that is not meant to be taken literally. Still, time for Samuel seemed to pass very slowly because of this immense olfactory suffering he was experiencing, not being able to breathe any odorless air, just the stinky smell of Sarah's horrible farts, as he was feeling nauseous and felt like he was about to throw up at any moment, on the cold, aseptic floor of this incomprehensible, mysterious, anxiety-inducing tesseract that was difficult to comprehend for a three-dimensional human being. It was even worse when the three-dimensional part of this tesseract you were in was filled with a horrible fart stench that didn't let you breathe for even one fraction of a second. Sarah's feeling of power was becoming even more intense, minute after minute, second after second, but deep inside, she was having a moral dilemma, since she knew she was making Samuel suffer intensely with her farts. But, power by now has corrupted her mind, she was making him suffer for her selfish pleasure.

"HAHAHA!!! Samuel, I have power over you. You shall surrender to me, and deal with the fact that you're gonna be smelling my gas for a long, long time~here I have another one! It's coming! Sniff it, honey~nnnggghhh..."

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"Please... *cough*... teleport me to another cell already... I'm dying...", said Samuel, lying on the floor and convulsing as the unbearable stench of Sarah's farts burnt the neurons in his brain that dealt with olfactory sensorial processing, which were beyond overwhelmed at that point, but there was nothing Samuel could do, as the smell filled the entire volume of the cells he was in, time after time, there was no clean air he could breathe at all, everywhere he could go, it was very, very stinky.

"Nah, Samuel, you can still talk, you haven't passed out yet, so I will keep you in that cell until you actually pass out, so you can enjoy the smell of my farts at the fullest~Samuel... I have to fart again, but you know what? I won't fart immediately this time, because I know you'll pass out if I let out this beast in your cell, so that means I will hold my fart for some time, so it will become even more powerful and stinkier~I hope you will enjoy the blast when it will come~", said Sarah, rubbing her belly proudly, laughing and feeling the rush of dopamine fill her brain with a feeling of absolute power and invincibility.

"I beg you... please stop... this smell is making me go insane... teleport me to an odorless cell, so I can breathe some almost odorless air for a minute once again...", said Samuel, with a weak voice and a feeble scream, begging Sarah to give him at least some small chance to breathe something that was not fully polluted by her farts.

"Nah... and I'm still holding this one for some time... so it can become bigger when I let it out~something stinky is brewing inside my stomach and you're gonna smell it!", said Sarah, with a bratty yet determined voice, full of arrogance and empty of empathy, while Samuel gagged some more, with tears of suffering falling from his eyes, which were slowly closing more and more, a sign that he was about to pass out once again, as usual. There were only two odorless cells left at this point in the tesseract, and both Samuel and Sarah were wondering whether that meant the fart torture was about to end relatively soon. Samuel hoped it did, Sarah hoped it didn't, and Sarah's desire mattered more than Samuel's, since she was the one in control. However, there's only eight cells in a tesseract, not infinite, so, regardless of what Sarah wished, the fart torture had to end at some point. Since Sarah didn't want Samuel to pass out before smelling the fart she had been holding in for a few minutes at this point, she just let it out.

"I'm just gonna let it out, I have been holding it for a few minutes at this point, it's gonna be big, loud, and especially stinky~ngh..."

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"AHHH YEAH WOW!!! This one was huge! It burned my asshole when it came out! What do you think, Samuel? ... Samuel??? Oh, he passed out from the stink again, that means I will have to teleport him to a new odorless cell again. Damn, he's so weak, but also very fun to torture with my farts~his face is so cute when he chokes on my gas~", she said, thinking out loud, before teleporting him to a new, odorless cell. There is only one more odorless cell after that one, so Sarah understood the fun with the fart torture towards Samuel was about to end at some point, earlier than she would had liked, but she wanted to enjoy the fun as long as it lasted.

"Sarah... I told you many times now... your farts smell terrible... they're killing me... please, let's stop this experiment... I beg you!!!", said Samuel, crying from the helpless and panic, he didn't know what to do to convince Sarah to stop making him smell her farts, and the thought there was nothing he could do was making him cry from the panic and desperation.

"No, no, no! Also, you might see this as an experiment, but I don't. I see this as an opportunity to make someone smell my farts, which is an opportunity I have never had before, especially not an opportunity like this! I would never forgive myself if I missed this chance. Sorry, Samuel, but you're still gonna smell my farts for a while~well, since the cells of this tesseract will all be stunk up from my farts, at least. There is only one more cell to stunk up in this tesseract after this one you're in. Well, two, if we consider the one I'm in. Then, unfortunately for me but luckily for you, this will end. But, I want to enjoy feeling this power while I can. I already told you before, Samuel... I hope you will forgive me! Here's another one, ready for your nose! Prepare to sniff~nnnggghhh..."

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And yet another blast of stinky skunk girl flatulence entered the cell Samuel was in, making it stinky pretty much as bad as the other cells. Whenever Samuel got teleported to a new, odorless one, the property of the tesseract cell of being "odorless" certainly didn't last long. The smell of Sarah's farts was truly awful, and Samuel was suffering intensely, feeling helpless and powerless and the smelly, oppressive gas filled the cell he was in, over and over again, with no chance to escape from the torment, being completely vulnerable to Sarah's malicious intention of making him smell her stinky farts. Samuel hoped the torture would end as quickly as possible, but the suffering was so intense for Samuel that time never seemed to pass, this torture seemed to last forever, and to have begun since the beginning of times.

"My farts are stinky, Samuel, aren't they?~Mmmhhh~", she said, moaning and feeling the urge to masturbate from the reaction Samuel was having from the rancid stench of her farts, "Oh! I'm feeling hot! And wet! This is so shameful, but I want to relieve myself! Sorry, Samuel, I hope you don't mind!", she said, humping on the two-dimensional wall of the three-dimensional cell of the four-dimensional tesseract she was in, and moaning even more in pleasure, "I have another fart for you, Samuel. Please, sniff it really hard, and choke on the stench~~~", she said, moaning from the pleasure and releasing another fart in the four-dimensional tube she had attached to her three-dimensional ass into the three-dimensional cell of the four-dimensional tesseract Samuel was in, waiting for him to have a very disgusted reaction from the putrid stench of her farts.

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Samuel started groaning, screaming, yelling, gagging, and begging Sarah to have some mercy on him and on his nose, while Sarah was moaning in sexual pleasure that was becoming more and more intense, as the two-dimensional wall of the three-dimensional cell of the four-dimensional tesseract she was in was getting warmer and wetter due to her humping on it. She didn't want to relieve herself too quickly, however, as that would had meant the fart torture would had to end once she relieved herself. She wanted to prolong this feeling as long as possible. She was getting more aroused as Samuel was choking on her stinky fumes harder and harder, until she couldn't hear any sound from him anymore, indicating that he has probably passed out again.

"Samuel?~Are you okay?~Passed out from my stinky farts again?~Aww okay, that's fine~after all, there is still one more cell left to use for torturing you with my gas~hehehe~~~", she said, feeling good, full of pleasure and happiness, the feeling was so intense that she wasn't caring that she was making someone else suffering far beyond what should be considered reasonable, her brain is filled with oxytocin and dopamine and she didn't want to stop anytime soon, so she teleported Samuel to one more odorless cell, the last one, or the second last one if Sarah considered to use the cell she was in, in front of the main door that connected the four-dimensional tesseract to the "normal" daily-life three-dimensional world, specifically to the observation room of the science laboratory they were all in.

"Please... Sarah... I've been begging you for a while... your farts smell awful, how can I tell you? I don't want to smell anymore! I only wanted to smell them before discovering how bad they really stunk. Please, Sarah, stop this. I'm begging you...", Samuel said, begging Sarah to stop this terrible torture, crying from the panic and helplessness, willing to do anything to end his own suffering that was far beyond what he could willingly handle. He was desperate, and he wanted Sarah to understand how intensely he was suffering, but Sarah not only didn't seem to care, she seemed to enjoy his suffering, which made Samuel cry even more, as he understood there was nothing that could stop his suffering, except time, which never seemed to pass, as one second seemed like an eternity.

"I know my farts stink really bad, Samuel~AND THAT'S EXACTLY THE POINT! HAHAHA!!! This is the last odorless cell you're going to be in. Sadly, this beautiful moment is about to end. But, I'm gonna enjoy it while it lasts. I love seeing you choke on my farts, so I'll make sure to give you plenty to smell~", she said, filled with pleasure, pride, feeling of power and invincibility, as she wanted to enjoy this moment as much as she could, feeling as much pleasure as she could feel while Samuel was suffering immensely everytime he took even the smallest breath, as the smell he was surrounded by was by no means tolerable and there was no way he could get used to a smell so terrible.

"Please... I'm begging you... how can I convince you to stop?", said Samuel, crying hard as this was probably the worst experience he has ever had in his life, the most intense suffering he was feeling ever.

"You can't~and now I'll give you one more fart~and then more, and more, and more, until who knows when! HAHAHA!!! Nnnggghhh...~"

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"EWWW SARAH!!! PLEASE STOP!!! IT STINKS SO MUCH!!! It's truly terrible... it's unbearable... please stop... please.... please have mercy... please...", said Samuel, trying his best to convince Sarah to stop torturing him with her farts, but it was useless, and he knew it. There was no way he could convince Sarah to stop making him smell her nasty farts, and there was no way he could get used to the smell either. All he had to do was suffer, despite how hard it was for him to accept such a miserable and hellish situation. On top of the physical, olfactory suffering caused by the unbearable smell of Sarah's relentless stink gas bombs that came out of her ass, he was also feeling humiliated as he was having no control over this situation, he was being dominated by someone else, a merciless sadistic skunk girl that enjoyed making him suffer as much as possible, and she laughed at his suffering all the time. He was going through hell, and the perpetual hopelessness and suffering had made him go insane a while ago at this point, and it was only getting worse, despite Samuel knew the torture was about to end since that was the last cell he was going to be in, but time never seemed to pass anyway, so it could as well be another eternity.

"Nope, Samuel, I won't stop, hehe~enjoy my super stinky farts~one more! Nnnggghhh...~"

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Samuel was gagging even harder than before, the stench was so intense that it was penetrating into his brain and setting his neurons on fire, as they didn't know what to do. He felt as if his non-essential body functions were shut down and that only basic things such as heart beating, pumping blood and a very labored version of breathing were left available for his body to do, he could barely even talk or think, because of the stink. The last thing he could hear before passing out again was Sarah's malicious laughs, and the last emotions he could feel were hopelessness and humiliation.

"Damn, he passed out again. And this was the last cell, unfortunately. But, this torture can still continue, even better than before! I will teleport him to this cell I'm in, so he can smell my farts at point blank range, with his nose between my asscheecks~", said Sarah, thinking out loud, and feeling aroused at the concept of making Samuel smell her farts directly from her asshole. So, she teleported him in the cell she was in. Samuel was surprised at seeing Sarah directly again, and he thought the fart torture was over.

"Peee-uuu!!! You really stink, Samuel! The smell of my farts really did stick to your body and clothes, you were not lying about it, haha!!!", said Sarah, giggling but also fanning the air away from her, as the residual smell of her own farts was quite potent even for her!

"Can we get out of this tesseract now?", asked Samuel, with tears falling from his eyes from the traumatic experience, looking forward to go back to normal life and hopefully try to forget this experience as much as possible.

"Nah, Samuel, just one more thing! Put your nose in my ass!", said Sarah.

"NO WAY!", shouted Samuel, trying to get away from her, but she held him down, pinned him down, sat on his face and trapped his head under her ass with her skunk tail.

"Now you can't escape~now please smell my farts directly~then this experiment will end and we will get out from this tesseract and go back to the observatory room, okay? Just sniff a few of my farts up close, please! I wanna see your reaction HAHA!!!", she said, smiling proudly and feeling even more aroused as she was humping to Samuel's face, becoming a little bit wet, which disgusted Samuel even more, "Nnnggghhh..."

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"OOOHHH NICE this was a big one!!! Sniff it!", she ordered, proudly, and satisfied how hard Samuel was struggling and squirming under her, as her fart smelled truly obscene when taken at point blank distance, and Sarah was also strong enough to keep him still and prevented him from escaping, especially with her tail trapping his head in one position. Samuel was yelling and gagging harder than Sarah had heard before in this experiment, and she was feeling really proud of herself and she kept rubbing herself on Samuel's face and she felt warmer and wetter because of this, "Wait, I have another one! Please smell this too! I think it's gonna stink bad, hehe~nnnggghhh..."

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Samuel was feeling so dizzy from this unbearable stench that the regular version of dizziness was a lucid mind in comparison. Every breath he took was painful, smelling Sarah's farts was like an inhalation of a smelly mix of rotten eggs, rotten broccoli, spoiled milk mixed with manure and sewage under the Sun for an entire month in a sunny and relatively warm and dry region of the Arctic during midnight sun around summer solstice when the sun is up for 24 hours a day for months, set on fire and being forced into your nostrils for a really stinky experience. And it was not over yet, Sarah was still quite gassy.

"I have more farts for you to smell! Get ready!", she said, smiling proudly and determined, "Nnnggghhh..."

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Samuel was crying, gagging and yelling louder and harder than ever before, and Sarah was laughing even more and feeling even more aroused, she was almost satisfied at this point.

"Okay, Samuel, I'm almost satisfied at this point! Smell just one more fart for me, and then I'll let you free, okay?", she said, feeling pleasure and power, while Samuel was uttering muffled screams with his face under her ass.

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Another unbearably smelly fart came out from Sarah's ass into Samuel's nostrils and lungs, while she finally relieved herself sexually just by humping on his face. He could also feel Sarah getting wet on his face, but the smell was indeed far more concerning that the moist sensation on his face. Indeed, Samuel was utterly destroyed by the overpowering, abhorrent rancidness and stomach-churning stench of the unbearable hellish miasma of Sarah's farts. The fart torture is now over, but Samuel is traumatized by this experience, and it's likely that it will bring permanent damage to Samuel's psyche.

Sarah got up from Samuel's face and started crying.

"I'm sorry, Samuel!", she said, with tears falling from her face from the sadness, "I... I couldn't control myself. I didn't think I could become such a monster! Peee-u, my farts do stink really badly. I'm sorry that I have put you through this. I feel so guilty. So ashamed. Samuel, please, forgive me", she said, before bursting into tears and crying deeply.

"It's okay, Sarah. Kinda. Don't be harsh on yourself. As you said, you couldn't control yourself...", said Samuel, agonizing on the floor, with a weak voice and little energies, barely able to get up or walk, "Let's exit this tesseract", he suggested. Sarah smiled a little bit, even though she was still crying and feeling ashamed of herself, and agreed with Samuel.

They both walked to the door that connected the four-dimensional tesseract to the three-dimensional observatory room, and, by extension, the "normal" daily life world. The "twenty minutes" were technically passed in the observatory room, although lot more time passed inside the tesseract because Sarah artificially manipulated the flow of time there. As soon as Samuel and Sarah got out of the tesseract and went back to the observatory room, the rancid stench of Sarah's farts leaked, and Aputsiaq, who was waiting for them to come back, was about to ask them how the experiment went.

"So, you two, how did the experiment go? Did the pill of Demiproctox®...", Aputsiaq wanted to ask them how the experiment go, but his speech was abruptly interrupted by the extremely rancid fart fumes that leaked from the tesseract into the observatory room. Aputsiaq started gagging and Sarah wanted to giggle a little bit, but Aputsiaq's reaction somehow made her feel even more guilty and made her think she was a horrible monster that didn't deserve any happiness, she was having a very low self-esteem and she thought she was a dangerous person that should be locked up. She started crying even more, and Aputsiaq was confused as he didn't know why she was crying so much. Still, he didn't think it was something serious and urged them to head to the air lock room.

"EWWW SARAH!!! Your farts are noxious! They're so stinky! They're unbearable! Let's go to the air lock so we can escape this observatory room without stinking up the whole lab! Quick! I can't think well with this smell... ewww... EWWW... IT STINKS!!! LET'S GET OUT FROM HERE REAL QUICK!!!", said Aputsiaq, yelling and complaining about the rotten stench that now filled the observatory room.

"Current pressure: 32 hPa. Selected pressure: 1012 hPa. Pressure is stabilizing. Please wait", said an androgynous robotic voice that indicated that the air lock room was not ready to be entered yet.

"DAMN IT! I CAN'T WAIT WITH THIS SMELL AROUND! I CAN'T BREATHE! Let's just get out from the main door! I don't care if the whole laboratory will be stunk up!", said Aputsiaq, unable to endure such a horrible smell.

Sarah, Samuel and Aputsiaq exited the observatory room with the main door, one that didn't require an air lock and was just a regular door like the vast majority of doors. This caused the horrible stench of Sarah's farts to leak from the observatory room to the hallway, and eventually filling up the entire laboratory with a horrible stench, which cause everyone to evacuate the huge building, including Dr. Hossain, Dr. Yıldırım and her student Kristýna, who did not want to participate in the "experiment" as they understood it was not really an "experiment" since it wouldn't had proven anything, really, and they understood it was just an excuse for Samuel to smell a skunk girl's farts, which was a very traumating experience for him, as it was far stinkier than what he was imagining. A nightmare that once used to be a desire.

Once they all got outside of the laboratory to smell some fresh air that was not polluted with the stinky farts of Sarah the skunk girl, Dr. Hossain and Dr. Yıldırım got angry at Samuel for requesting such a useless experiment and they also got angry at Sarah and Aputsiaq for indulging in Samuel's desires.

"So, Samuel... you ruined our laboratory. It's going to take a very long time to remove the smell. And, on top of that, what you said was an 'experiment' didn't really prove anything, did it? You said that, if Sarah took that pill of Demiproctox® and entered a closed system that didn't interact with the outside and couldn't be measured, there would be two versions of Sarah, one where the pill worked and she wouldn't release any flatulence, and one where the pill didn't work and she would release plenty of flatulence in those twenty minutes. Well, it seems like the pill didn't work, and the laboratory is ruined with a very pungent smell that filled the entire lab and stuck to every surface. Now, Samuel, can you prove that the version of Sarah that didn't release any flatulence due to the effect of the pill actually exists. What proof do you have? We're scientists, we need empirical evidence. Have you got any?", said Dr. Yıldırım, serious, feeling angry and scolding Samuel for his irresponsible behavior.

"I'm sorry, Miss Yıldırım, I don't have any evidence. I admit it, I just wanted to smell the flatulence of a skunk girl and nothing more. I didn't care for science. 'Science' was just an excuse. I'm deeply sorry. I feel ashamed of myself", said Samuel, feeling ashamed. Dr. Yıldırım smiled slightly.

"Don't worry, Samuel. You have indeed caused a huge trouble, but we're not going to punish you or anything. You have made a mistake and that is fine. Everyone makes mistakes, it's part of being human. You are forgiven.", she said, smiling slightly at Samuel and forgiving him.

"Samuel, I'm also sorry", said Sarah, "I could not control myself. I farted on you for too long, when you clearly couldn't handle that smell. Dr. Yıldırım has forgiven you for your mistake. Do you forgive me?", Sarah asked to Samuel, smiling slightly at him.

"Of course, Sarah, I forgive you!", said Samuel, smiling happily and hugging her. They both gagged a bit as the smell of Sarah's farts stuck to their bodies and clothes.

"Eww! We still stink! We really need to take a bath!", said Samuel, giggling and holding his nose playfully.

"A bath is not gonna remove the smell, Samuel! Haha! You're gonna need some chemicals found in the lab! Miss Yıldırım, could you give them to us?", asked Sarah.

"Sure!", said Dr. Yıldırım, smiling warmly, while Sarah and Samuel were giggling a bit, yet still feeling a little bit ashamed.

"Hey Samuel, I think you would agree not to repeat this experience. Can we still be friends, however?", Sarah asked. Samuel smiled at her.

"Of course!", he said, holding Sarah's hand and looking at the bright blue sky above them, smiling and feeling calm.