Note: this story contains fart fetish.
Where am I? What is this place? Everything feels dreamy. Why am I floating in mid-air? I see patterns and colors everywhere, always getting more complex as time goes by. Voices inside my head won't stop laughing at me. There is a divine presence behind this light. I must follow this light and go wherever it takes me. The voices are getting more distant, so perhaps this is the right direction. I open my bedroom's door and there's my bedroom outside of it. I turn around and I see a sphere with lots of animals in it.
The animals are looking at me, they look very angry for some reason. A goat is chasing me, and I run away until I fall off a cliff. Time seemed to slow down, and as I was falling down, a warm feeling of relaxation permeated through my whole body. Three doors appeared in front of me, and I had to choose one. I chose the most religious one, and everything became pitch black. Why do the blankets of this bed talk so slowly? They are trying to harm me! HELP! This must be a gift fallen from the sky, when was it a desert?
I don't know why do we need to be so high. It's getting dark and I don't know where my home is. Wandering through these streets I realize there's nowhere I can call home. I'm lost forever in the middle of nowhere, will someone ever love me? I cry and cry but nobody can hear my cries. I'm doomed with loneliness forever and my demons are trying to eat me from the inside. Save me from myself, I'm becoming apathic towards all this devastation happening here. Take me far away with you, forever, please.
So many tears have fallen from my eyes, so many nights spent awake trying to make sense of this merciless reality, but... could it be? Could it be that sometimes life is how I choose to see it? I'm the master of my own reality, I can reach whatever goal I set if I want to. I'll never back down anymore, nothing is impossible, I'm invincible! I dry my tears with the sleeve of my t-shirt and I have decided that whatever happens, I won't let my demons drown me into the lake of fire. I'm stronger than them! I sigh and I'm determined to wage a war against my depression.
WAR AGAINST MY DEPRESSION! I'm armed to the bones, you can't win!
WAR AGAINST MY DEPRESSION! You are the most overpowered final boss ever seen!
But I'll win, I won't let you kill me. Now everything looks clearer and the confused and delusional thoughts are no more a thing. I've defeated you many times before, but you resurrected and came back to haunt my mind, however now I'll make sure you're dead forever, so that you'll never bother me again.
"You did it!", said a girl, happy.
"I did what?", I asked, confused.
"You killed the demon that haunted our village and made everyone sad, now it's gone! You are a hero!", said the girl, happy.
"Uhm... I wouldn't be so optimistic if I were you, this thing will probably come back in a few weeks, or in a few months if we're being optimistic", I said, shrugging.
"No, it will not come back this time, you killed it permanently", she said, proud of what I did.
"Okay", I said, as if I did nothing special.
"How can I repay you? You can request anything", she said, wanting to repay me for me heroic deed, which... actually, I have thought about something.
"Bring me the girl with the stinkiest farts of the village and let me smell her farts!", I said, smiling excited.
"As you wish!", she said, going somewhere.
I wonder if she's actually going to do that. I giggle to myself.
She came back with a quite nerdy-looking girl, which I absolutely love. Oh dear gods of the Pantheon, I'm going to have lots of fun.
"Are you the girl with the stinkiest farts in the village?", I ask, confident that I will be able to take her farts.
"I am. Nobody can stand the smell of my farts", she said proudly.
"I can stand them, I'm strong enough!", I said, proud.
"We'll see, come inside the tavern", she said, with a mischievous smile.
We went inside the tavern, and as soon as she said "I need to fart", everyone ran away from the tavern screaming in fear.
"Do you really want to put your nose behind my ass?", she asked, with a warning tone.
"Of course I do!", I said, happy.
"Okay, don't say I didn't warn you!", she said, giggling.
*pppbbbrrrfffttt*
The smell was putrid and noxious, it was hard to draw the next breath. My eyes were watering and my nostrils were burning.
"Not even the most powerful knight can do anything to be able to stand my stinky gas~", she said, happy and proud.
"I give up!", I said, trying to get a bit farther from her so that I can breathe some fresh air.
"Punishment game~", she said, giggling.
"What?", I ask, confused.
"You weren't able to stand my farts even though you said you would have been able to", she said, crossing her arms, "that means I will force you to smell my farts"
I was really scared at the thought, but I couldn't do anything, she tied me up on a bed.
"Now you'll smell something toxic~", she said, with an evil smile.
She slowly sat on my face and placed her panty-covered asshole right on my nose.
"Say goodnight~", she said, confident in herself.
*pppbbbrrrfffttt*
It was a smell that could be used as a form of torture, and I couldn't escape from that horrid rancid stench that started to make me feel dizzy and nauseous. I underestimated the power of her farts, but to be fair, I didn't know farts could smell this bad.
"How does it smell?~", she asked, while I was getting intoxicated from this incredibly powerful miasma of hell.
I wonder when will this end, especially considering they are coming to hurt me. I know they are coming. The angels.
"I have another one!", she said, proud.
*pppbbbrrrfffttt*
But now it hardly matters anymore, I know I'm about to go to the next world. I won't have to smell it for much longer, because I can already escape from this situation. I was always in the condition to escape from this, but I chose not to. The ropes are melting and I'm hearing this gassy girl's last words.
"The angels are coming. I hope you had fun with me, goodbye", she said, smiling kindly, before morphing into a duck.
I exited the tavern and the girl who complimented me for killing the demon is smiling at me.
"I hope you enjoyed your reward, now life your life happily, don't be sad, and even though you are alone, keep enjoying the little things the gods offer you. You were strong enough to defeat your demons, so you are strong enough to live your next life. Goodbye, my hero", she said.
I ran towards her and hugged her. She hugged me back tighter, she smiled and said:"don't worry, you'll be fine", I cried, but when I opened my eyes, I was in my bedroom. It was morning, and this strange dream made me feel weird... a lot better than I used to. I wonder how long this pleasant feeling will last for, but could it be? Could it be that I defeated my demons forever, and that I'll never be sad again? Perhaps life truly is how I choose to see it? I have chosen to be positive, but you know, this thing happened multiple times before. I thought I defeated them, but then they came back. I wonder if it's truly the case that I killed my demons forever. Well, I should enjoy this feeling while it lasts, cause I don't know how long it will last. They can come back to hurt me, after all.
What should I do from now on, though? I'm so alone, but strangely, not sad at all today. I watch some fart videos on the Internet and I finally realized I should be deeply grateful that these videos exist. I'm not the only one who likes this stuff, but I wonder if one day I will have some online friends, too.
I chat with some random people online and I understand that, after all, interacting with other people is definitely something I'm not good at. I keep watching these videos and reading these kind of stories, but today is different, I can actually smile and be happy. I know it's gonna be temporary, but at least I'm enjoying it fully, or at least I'm trying to. I'm now reading a story about a cute girl farting on her brother's face and torturing him with that nasty smell. I'm surely having a really good time now, I'm now seeing these stories as something I'm gonna be nostalgic of in the future. I'm really happy now and I don't think about my sweet past anymore. Now it's gone, but I don't have to be sad for it. The present is as beautiful as my past, I just didn't choose to see it that way. I will probably be nostalgic of this present in the future, and that's why I'm very happy now, and if it's not gonna last long, nevermind, I know this feeling is gonna happen again sooner or later, forever.
I never had a close friend, but I feel like the friends I had in the past were good friends, better than my current friends, but this is probably just some kind of cognitive bias, an error in my reasoning.
I'm listening to songs I used to listen years ago, and I wonder what the future is going to offer me.
I also wonder if girls can have farts as stinky as the ones described in the story I'm reading. They must reek! But realistically, very few people have really stinky farts, finding one is like winning the lottery. My demons are now defeated, I'm reading a very well written fart story that is making me feel good, but not in a sexual way... I'm feeling very happy that people take the time to write these stories.
I should eat something now, and then I'm ready to live my life without my demons around. I can't believe I finally did it! I feel a lot lighter now, those demons were really weighing down on me. I finally feel free now. Free to smile, free from the depressing thoughts that haunted me for years.
I'm eating rice and some fruit for breakfast. Even though the sky is overcast, I feel like the clouds that fogged up my mind are finally gone. I'm finally able to be in control of my life again.
Whether a girl will fart in my face or not, that's a silly wish that will not determine my feelings. I have no friends, so what? I don't need negative people around me, I'll feel so happy inside my own positivity. The fictional worlds I constantly create help me so much finding a correct emotional attitude. Yes, it's days like these I realize life is what I make of it. The reality around me is not likely to change, therefore what I should change is not the external world, but my attitude towards it.
Basically, I won. And my demons lost. I couldn't be any happier than this, so to celebrate I'm going to watch some girl fart animations.
Yes, I know nobody cared about my final battle, and never will, but I don't need other people to validate my feelings. My feelings are always valid, and people's hypocrisy is what it always had been, and what it always will be. They ask you how you feel, but they don't care. Most of them aren't willing to help you, that's why you should do that by yourself, and you will win like I did. I know you will, because you're strong enough! Thank you for being my friend.