the park, it's relaxing to just be around this vegetation, and today is a sunny and warm day. How warm? I don't know, and I don't care, I'm not obsessed with temperatures!
What a coincidence, in this park I have just met a good friend of mine, Mario Juano!
"Hi Mario!", I greet him, waving my hands and smiling.
"Hey!!!", Mario said, grinning happily. We hugged each other and started walking together in this park, "how are you?", he asked, full of energy.
I sighed. "Almost everything is okay. Oh, what am I saying, almost everything is great! My life is almost perfect!", I said, thinking about that one specific thing that would definitely make my life complete.
"Almost?", he asked, smirking and giggling. When he does that, it means he's curious about it. I trust Mario, he's one of my best friends, so I can tell him, even though it would be a little bit embarrassing to tell almost anyone else other than Mario.
"Wanna know about it?", I asked, ready to explain.
"Sure! I mean, if you want to!", he said, with an interested expression on his face.
"It's a bit embarrassing, you won't judge me negatively, right?", I asked, just to make sure.
"Of course! I mean, it can't be THAT bad, right? You don't wanna perform a mass shooting or a genocide, right?", he said, giggling.
"Oh, no, my wish doesn't involve any violence, haha!", I say, laughing, "Alright. I know I'm relatively young but... for about half of my life, I've been wishing for a girl to fart on my face. If her farts stink a lot, even better!", I explain.
"Shush, don't say anything else! If that's what you want, I know a place where we can go!", he said, looking confident.
"Really?", I say, and it's like my eyes lighten with excitement. Will my wish finally come true, after all this time, or is he just bluffing?
"Yeah, take this", he said, handing me a cigarette. Not of tobacco, it was a cigarette of... some other stuff, apparently.
"Sorry, I don't smoke", I tell him.
"That's the vehicle through which we'll reach our destination. See, Xhamsterdam is not a physical state like Alaska or Hawaii, Xhamsterdam is a state of mind! The cigarette I gave you contains a dose of Space-Smoke®, a hallucinogenic substance that will take us to Xhamsterdam. You trust me, right? This substance has been legalised a month ago - even though I've been using it for years - there has been no bad trip ever recorded. It's safe", he explained.
I groaned, I don't want to smoke... but if smoking this will really bring me to that place, then so be it. "Okay..." I said, a bit reluctantly.
We sat on the grass and started smoking that stuff.
"It will take about 30 minutes to have effect, so please be patient", he explained. Is he pranking me? I hope he's telling the truth about it. I really hope this is not some kind of prank that he's doing to me.
I smoke whatever stuff he gave me and waited. In the first few minutes, I was kinda getting bored as nothing was happening, but soon, I started feeling a bit weird. Like, at first I could feel that my body and the external world were separated. The boundaries between my skin and the air around me were becoming really clear. After some time, I understood that the external world is divided between the purely physical stuff, and our interpretation towards it. Our interpretation of the physical world is actually a much larger component than the physical world itself: it's clear that our thoughts will influence about 90% of the physical reality, whereas the other 10% of reality cannot be changed with our thoughts, because it's the actual physical part of the reality we live in and it remains unaffected by our thoughts and beliefs. In other words, if you're poor and can barely eat, no amount of thinking will change that, as that is part of the 10% of reality that cannot be changed by your thoughts. Soon, I realize that our minds are made up of our beliefs, emotions, memories, expectations, values, and so on, and the vast majority of those happen subconsciously, almost automatically. Deep into our psyche, there are parts of us that we would never recognise as parts of us. Alternate timelines of the past, never-ending questions of "what ifs" that can never be proven, because you can't go to the past to fix your mistakes...
My train of thoughts was interrupted by Mario softly shaking my arms. "We have arrived to Xhamsterdam", he said. I open my eyes and I see I'm in an unfamiliar place. It's a city with beautiful architecture, but I don't care about that, I just want to get face-farted by a girl.
"And here is where a girl will fart on my face, right?", I asked.
"Mhm!", Mario nodded, excited, "there are two main dangers here in Xhamsterdam, however, and I shall explain them to you. First of all, this city has plenty of creepy old men nagging you to accept their cookies. Please, by all means, decline their cookies and ignore them. The second problem here are ads, they are dangerous animals that will not only growl and bark at you, but they will bite you as well. I would recommend you to avoid ads as much as possible, as they may infect you with a virus... like rabies, for example! Never walk around Xhamsterdam without an adblocker!", he explained, pointing at his adblocker.
"Are those... chicken wings?", I asked, confused yet amused.
"Yes! You throw this to the ads, and it will distract them for some time, and then you run away!", he explained, "let's go! I know of a face-farting center around here!"
I get so excited when he mentions that there is a face-farting center around here, and I follow him.
Soon, however, a creepy old man started nagging us to accept his cookies.
"Hey you... two young people", he started saying, with a really creepy demeanor, "do you consent to my cookies?~", he said, showing a bag of some old, disgusting cookies that I would never eat!
"Nope!", I said, started walking a bit faster. The old man started following us, and I became a bit anxious.
"Which of these cookies are you not consenting to?", the old man asked.
"All of them!", I said, starting to walk even faster.
"Oh, but... some cookies are actually required!", the old man said, walking faster as well.
"Run...", Mario mumbled close to my ear, and we both started running away as fast as possible.
The old man was chasing us, and we were hoping to have more stamina than him, he'll surely get tired of running at this speed, right?
Finally, after some time, we managed to shake him off. My heart is beating fast from the run and from the fear. As soon as I think we're safe, a group of ferocious-looking ads started growling and barking at us.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of this!", Mario said, throwing his adblocker far away, and the ads started following it. They must love chicken wings!
After some time of walking, we finally arrived to the face-farting center. "Have fun!", Mario said, smiling and hugging me.
"Thank you very much, Mario!", I said, almost crying from the happiness.
"You're welcome, my friend! I'll wait you here at the entrance! Have fun!", he said, while I go around this building and try to figure out how it works.
"Welcome to the facefarting center", said the administrator, welcoming me. Awesome, this is a great sign that today is gonna be a really fun and exciting day, finally! I've been waiting for this moment for so long!
"I'd like to book a facefarting session with a girl", I said, with my heart beating fast as it's my first time ever doing this. I have always wondered what it would feel like to be farted in the face by a girl (preferably a really gassy one with awful-smelling gas). Today is the day I will find out! Splendid!
"It's 1G per minute", she said, smiling.
Sounds a bit expensive, to be honest, but I think it's totally worth it.
"Okay, 60 minutes, please", I said, confident that I'll be able to handle sniffing a girl's gas for so long.
I would like for the experience to not end soon. I mean, if I pay, then I want to have a real good time. D̸a̸n̸c̸i̸n̸g̸ ̸i̸n̸ ̸t̸h̸e̸.̸.̸.̸
"Do you have any preference?", she asked.
"What do you mean?", I asked.
"Like hair color, t-shirt color, ethnicity, weight, how badly her flatulence stinks, how many tomatoes she has ever eaten in her entire life...", she explained.
"Nah, a random girl is fine", I said, grinning. Let the dice decide!
"Got it. Please wait", she said, with a cute smile on her face.
I wait and feel super hyped for the facefarting session. I'm 26 now and it has been my fantasy for literally half of my life at this point. I'm super excited! Let's go!
A 27 year old blonde girl stood in front of me.
"H-hi...", she said, smiling and with a cute shy blush on her face, "M-my name is Dorothy... w-we can begin our f-fart session if y-you w-would like...", she said, blushing and stuttering a bit. She seemed a very shy girl. I suspect that shy girls are the ones whose farts stink the most! Oh, how silly I am, there is no such correlation! The lack of pirates in the sea causing global warming, on the other hand...
I shivered from excitement and hype, and was happy. "Of course! I'm so excited about it! Thank you! Let's go!", I said, full of energy.
"So... y-you're here to let me t-toot on your f-face, r-right?", she said, still looking bit anxious and stuttering a bit, yet her shy smile was absolutely adorable. How cute she is! I wonder how badly she can stink things up with her gas.
"Right!", I said, confident yet trying to put her at ease.
"It's 60G...", she said, smiling and blushing.
I gave her the money and we can now begin the face-farting session.
I can't believe this is happening in my life. I was worried about going here at first since I had to smoke that weird stuff but now I see people are very friendly here, and my wish will soon come true, so I have nothing to worry about. I'm finally going to experience something I've been curious about for over a decade! My nose is definitely ready to sniff some putrid gas! I wonder if her gas smells worse than rotten eggs!
"Y-you can lay down on this bed, if you want...", she said, "s-so... shall we begin?", she said, becoming red like a tomato, and also cute like a tomato. A perfectly normal fruit that is not illegal and from which various sauces - like ketchup and BBQ sauce - are made. There's nothing strange or illegal about tomatoes. It's really a fruit like any other, and you're not gonna get jailed for eating tomatoes. Really.
I lay down on this bed and wait for her to get undressed. My heart is beating so fast and I'm so happy and excited! I'm seeing her pulling her panties down and seeing her beautiful naked body. She's smiling at me and walking closer to me, placing her butt in front of my face, her feet behind my head and her knees near my arms and chest. I finally put my nose in her butthole and wait to be "gassed" by her putrid flatulent fumes, hoping that they're gonna smell noxious and challenging. I seriously hope she's gonna blast some really raunchy, awful, unbearable sulfuruous stench from her ass, an unbearable putrid stench that will take my breath away and make me gag, and beg for mercy. Oh, I'm already feeling so excited just fantasizing about it!
"Are you ready?...", she asks, with a cute shy tone.
"Yes, I'm ready!", I say, smiling enthusiastically.
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A warm gust of wind just hit my face. Strangely, it doesn't smell. At all.
"Do your farts usually stink?", I ask, curious. Perhaps it could be that her farts are usually stinky but today she's having odorless farts, who knows!
"N-no", she says, giggling a bit. Oh, I understand. Maybe her farts rarely stink, or perhaps never?
"Oh, okay. Do your farts ever stink?", I ask, curious.
"Rarely. My t-toots are usually just air...", she says, with a cute giggle, "That means I'm the perfect girl for, uhm... beginners, hehe", she said, giggling shyly and cutely.
I giggle, too. "Sorry but... I'm not into it. I would prefer if the girl who facefarts me has really stinky farts. REALLY stinky. Putrid, rotten, noxious, awful, the kind of farts that melt my nose, burn my nostrils, putrifies my lungs and make me gag and suffer under the hot, raunchy, sulfuruous, unbearable gas that comes out from their ass. That's the kind of experience I want! Do you know any girl like that here?", I ask, excited.
"W-what a detailed description...", she says, giggling and amused, "Yes, there are girls whose t-toots are as s-smelly as you described in this f-facef-farting center... t-try asking them...", she said, stuttering shily, with a smile that was so cute! Her shyness was truly charming.
"For example? Who has really stinky farts here?", I ask, curious and hyped.
"You could ask the administrator...", she said, with a cute shy smile on her face that never fails to make me think 'aww'.
I go to the hallway and ask that question to the administrator, hoping that there's at least one girl here whose farts are stinky enough to be a true challenge for my proud nose. If a girl's farts don't smell worse than rotten eggs, then her farts are not stinky enough for me!
"Is there any girl with extra stinky farts?", I ask the administrator.
"There are plenty!", she says, smiling.
(Lucky me, then), I thought, chuckling in my mind as the hype for sniffing some nasty putrid gas increases.
"How stinky are we talking about?", I ask, curious and excited, with a smirk on my face.
"It ranges, there are girls who have anywhere from odorless farts to puke-worthy ones. We actually have a ranking!", the administrator explained.
"A ranking?", I asked, curious, looking for an explanation for this 'ranking' that is being mentioned, it sounds pretty interesting.
"There are 99 girls in this face-farting center. Those who are interested in being face-farted by a male can go to a different face-farting center, for example there is one called Highestinkers™ not too far from here, but I digress. These 99 girls are ranked based on how smelly their flatulence generally is. Naturally, we understand that such ranking is ultimately subjective, but we believe our ranking is a reasonably agreeable estimate. The girl in the 1st position in our ranking is, by this definition, the girl with the smelliest flatulence in our face-farting center, whereas the girl in the 99th position is the girl with the least smelly flatulence in here. The girl in the 50th position is the one with the median smelling flatulence. Those who are not familiar with statistics may confuse median with average, and indeed, in colloquial settings, the word 'average' is used in contexts where the right word should had been 'median'. But, median and average do not mean the same thing. Consider the following data set: 1, 2, 4, 8 and 16. The average between them is 6.2, whereas the median is 4. The average is calculated by adding all the values and dividing them by the number of values. The sum of all values, in this case, is 31, and if you divide that number by 5 - which is the number of values you have - you get 6.2. The median is a different thing: it's the value which half of the values in the data set are below, and half are above. It is also known as the 50th percentile. Generally, if you have an odd number of values, the one in the middle is the median, whereas if you have an even number of values, then the median is the average of the two middle values. This reasoning applies not only among the girls here, but among girls - and people - in general. For example, consider a big city of around a million inhabitants. Half of them - 500,000 - are females. I do not have access to the demographics data at the moment, but let's assume for the sake of this example that the females within the age range between 18 to 36 years old are around 23% of the female population, thus we have, in a city of a million people, around 115,000 females within that age range. The same ranking could - at least theoretically - be achieved, and the girl in the 1st position would be the one with the smelliest flatulence in that city - at least, within the specified age range - and the one in the 115,000th position would be the one with the least smelly flatulence, the girl with the median flatulence would be more or less the one around the 57,500th position. Half the girls have smellier flatulence than the median girl, and half the girls have less smelly flatulence than hers", the administrator explained. I found that explanation very interesting and fascinating.
"Who is the girl in the... say... 5th position in this face-farting center?", I asked, curious.
"Let me check...", the administrator said, checking the ranking, "...that would be Giorgia!"
"How bad do her farts smell?", I asked, curious.
"Very, very bad! Only four girls in this face-farting center have smellier flatulence than hers! If you decide to get face-farted by Giorgia, you are warned, her flatulence is, I and most others would say, puke-worthy! Her percentile is around 95, that means, around 95% of the girls in this face-farting center have less smelly farts than hers, and since we believe that the distribution of levels of stench of the girls in this face-farting center does not differ significantly from that of the general population, that means 95% of girls in general have less smelly flatulence than that of Giorgia!", the administrator explained.
This explanation awakened a sudden, exciting epiphany in my mind. From the pockets of my clothes I bring out my phone, and with the calculator app, I try to figure out something.
"Oh my...", I mumble, shivering from uncontrollable excitement, "...does this mean that, in a city of a million people, the number of girls from 18 to 36 years old who have smellier farts than those of Giorgia is about... 5,750?", I say, I can't help but shiver in excitement. Their percentage among the population is low, but the number by itself... is huge. And that is, just considering one city (even if a big one). My heart is beating fast, this epiphany is putting me in an undescribably great mood.
"We can't say that for sure, since we lack the empirical evidence, but your reasoning is correct", the administrator said.
"I would like to book a face-farting session with Giorgia!", I say, excited.
"Alright, please wait some moments", the administrator said, going... somewhere.
Then, the administrator returned: "Giorgia is waiting for you in room 16"
"Okay", I replied, feeling extremely excited! And to think that in a room of 20 girls, the girl with the stinkiest farts of that room will usually have farts as stinky as that of Giorgia! It's such a wonderful thought to ruminate on!
I started walking to room 16 with my heart pounding from joy and hype. I wonder how stinky her farts will be. I'll keep in mind that 95% of girls have farts less stinky than hers... but the other 5%... oh, man. Today I'll find it out what it is like to be face-farted by a girl like that, instead of just looking at those odorless animations that only stimulate my eyes and ears, but not my nose!
I knock at the door of room 16 and a girl invites me in. Her ID says she's 25 years old.
"Welcome! I'm Giorgia, a girl known for her bad gas, and I'm proud of that!", she giggled, with an energic proud grin on her face.
"H-hi!", I stuttered, excitedly. "I'm happy to meet you. The last girl who facefarted me in this center, Dorothy, had odorless farts, and I wasn't really into that. Hopefully your farts will be smelly enough for me", I said, with a hyped grin on my face.
"Oh, Dorothy!", she said, giggling, "You got her 'toots' on your face, I suppose. Well, for your information, I don't toot, I blast absolutely putrid stinky gas from my ass, which is like a biological weapon that I'll rip up your nostrils~♥", she said, with a playful teasing smirk, which turned me on a lot. My hype was increasing considerably. "I'm the girl with the 5th stinkiest farts in this face-farting center, while Dorothy, tsk! She's 95th! And considering we're 99 girls working as face-farters in this building, her farts are among the least smelly in here!", she said, proud of her putrid stinky farts and bragging about them, while giggling about how weak the smell of Dorothy's farts was. "Are you ready to begin our session?", she asked, smiling. She had a really confident smile, voice tone and body posture, she seemed like the exact opposite of Dorothy! I'm so excited for this.
"S-sure!", I said excitedly shivering a bit. The hype was devouring my soul, I'm even more hyped than that day I finally bought Nekketto 6 after watching the trailers and gameplay videos all day every day for months! As an analogy, watching the trailers and gameplay of Nekketto 6 is like watching girl fart animations or videos, while playing Nekketto 6 is like smelling a girl's farts personally yourself!
"Lay down on this comfortable bed, then", she said, smiling.
I did what she said and waited until she positioned herself (I suppose) comfortably, she pulled her panties down and placed her butthole right on my nose. It felt a bit warm and humid, and that felt arousing to me. Let's see if her gas stinks as badly as she says!
"Now wait. You'll be amazed about how awful my gas smells!", she said, excited. She sounded really confident when she said that.
I was laying motionless on the bed and waiting for her to fart, hoping that her gas would smell as bad as she said. Being the girl with the 5th stinkiest farts in this building, I'm expecting some truly vomit-worthy gas, way worse than rotten eggs!
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Woah! She really farted on my nose! It was strange to experience something like this personally. I could immediately feel a hot, putrid wind vibrating against my nose. The stench is so awful that it immediately made my eyes water, my nose feels like it's burning... these hot stinky fumes are really burning my nostrils. Her fart smells noxious! I gag a little and try to endure this rotten stench, but it's useless as it's making my eyes water even when I don't breathe in. Even trying not to breathe is useless, because I can still feel the sour putrid heat that made me feel like my nose and face were melting! Each breath felt like her fart was warmly encouraging me to throw up. I gag uncontrollably as the noxious gas is surrounding my face and it feels like being inside a cloud of hot, pungent eggy vapors. It's embarrassing to admit it directly to her, but her gas smelled so bad that I... well, declared defeat, basically.
"Giorgia... I think your farts are a bit... a bit too smelly, to be honest", I say, with my voice sounding hoarse from my groaning and gagging, and I was also trying not to throw up mid-sentence. I was reluctant to admit that her gas smelled too bad for me, but I had to, or I might seriously throw up! I really need her to get her ass away from my nose, I can't handle this awful stench any longer. I might have had strongly underestimated how bad it would smell to be face-farted by a girl with a level of stench of 95 percentile! After all, her farts are stinkier than those of 95% of girls.
"You don't like it?~", she asks, giggling and teasing me for being unable to handle her putrid eggy gas. Which is fine, since I was the one who asked for a girl with really stinky farts in the first place! I'm getting what I asked, and what I deserve.
"It really stinks... eugh...", I say, groaning and trying not to gag... I'm really tring my best but her farts are truly noxious fumes that are burning my nose! Breathing them in is so disgusting! But I don't want to give up. "Your farts smell awful. But I'm not as weak as you may think. I just need to take short break and then I'll smell your farts again. My nose won't get defeated by your awful farts in the long run!", I say, trying to sound proud while the noxious stench of putrefacted eggs and spoiled milk was overwhelming the inside of my nostrils, and the depths of my brain. It was clear that such a rancid gas was not designed to be inhaled like a perfume, obviously!
"Okay, alright!", she says, getting off my face, "but since you're needing a break from my stinky farts, perhaps you're not as strong as you think you are~", she said, giggling, and I blush. Ha! I'll show her.
I'm nauseous now and I need some fresh, non-stinky air. How can I "prove" (pretend) her that her putrid farts are not too stinky for me, considering that they're so stinky they make me gag and want to throw up?
"Can we please go outside this room and get some fresh air?", I ask, panting from having smelled a stench so horrible, this gas could peel the paint off the walls of this room.
"Sure", she says, smiling, "I won't go too hard on you, it seems like your nose is too delicate for my stinky farts~hehehe~", she says, giggling proudly and teasing me. I enjoy being teased like that, she's so adorable when she does that, but I still want to prove her (and myself) that I can handle the stench of her putrid farts! I was just caught by surprise by how bad they smelled, that's all!
"So, let's go back inside", I say, after breathing some fresh air in the hallway for some time, and now I'm ready to return to the face-farting room and get ready to inhale Giorgia's nasty gas! I want to prove her how strong I am, and that I'm not afraid of her stinky farts! I think she knows how rotten her farts smell, she knows her farts smell awful, but what does she think about the people who have a stomach strong enough to handle the smell of her virtually unbearable gas? Does she feel proud of those people, or does she just laugh at their olfactive suffering? Who knows...
"Good idea! Anyway, it's better you not to leave this building for a while, because the weather service forecasts toxic rain for the next few hours. You know, that rain is corrosive and will burn your skin if any drop falls on you, and prolonged exposure might cause third degree burns or even skin cancer. It's better for you to stay here. Let's go back inside! Show me how strong you are and try to smell my putrid farts without gagging or trying to throw up! Hehe~♥", she said, winking, giggling and teasing me. I loved it, it really turns me on when she brags about how stinky her farts are! I will indeed prove her how strong I am, since that's exactly what I wanted to do! We went back to the face-farting room and she sat on my face again, with her ass right on my nose. Her ass was a bit sweaty and smelled a little bit already, even without her farting. "Here I go~♥!", she said, shortly before releasing yet another putrid fart on my nose.
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As she released her noxious gas right on my nose, my nostrils are filled with a stench that reminds me of rotten broccoli and rotten eggs fried together on a pan with temperatures so high they could achieve thermonuclear fusion. I think Giorgia's gas could stink up a large kitchen even worse than that. Even worse than a rotten broccoli omelette with rotten eggs and rotten broccoli being fried on a frying pan for over a hour. Yeah, Giorgia's farts would definitely smell worse than that. I couldn't stop coughing and gagging from this unholy sulfuruous brimstone stench. Each breath was a nauseating torment, and I could hear Giorgia laughing at my reaction to the smell of her lung-rotting gas. The worst part is that she farted right up my nose, her gas was pushed into my nostrils and there was no way for me to not gag from that putrid stench! Giorgia's farts surely are extremely pungent! Smelling them makes me want to throw up! Hers are the kinds of fart that can stink up a car immediately, and she's letting them rip right on my nose! The stench is truly rotten and extreme, sniffing room-clearing farts at point-blank is an extremely intense experience.
"Aww~♥are you okay down there? You sound like you're dying from the stink~♡", she asked, giggling and teasing me, "After all, you wanted a girl with really stinky farts to fart on your face, and this is exactly what you're getting~♥", she said, giggling, "Or perhaps you preferred Dorothy's 'toots'? Haha~♡", she laughed a bit. Perhaps I do want a girl with stinky farts to fart on my face, but her farts shouldn't smell as bad as Giorgia's. I wonder if the girl in the 25th position would have farts more to my liking! It's like halfway between avera... whoops, excuse me, my bad, between MEDIAN... and stinkiest. Giorgia is in the 5th position and now I'm experiencing for myself how stinky her gas is. And to think there are 4 girls with stinkier farts than hers, just in this building! Eww!
I gasp for air as I try to not throw up from the awful stench that I'm inhaling. "Mguuuhhh... please, let me go, Giorgia, your farts are absolutely putrid!", I say, admitting that her farts were a bit (a lot!) too stinky for me, and she got up from my face while I was so nauseated I felt like I was going to throw up sooner or later.
Giorgia looked at me, with a teasing smirk on her face.
"Aww, what a disappointment~♡hehehe♡~from how you were talking, I thought you were going to be able to stand the smell of my farts entering your cute defenseless nostrils, but it seems like that, after all, you were like all the others, all talk and no proof. With that resistance, I recommend you going back to 'smell' Dorothy's toots~♥~hehehe♥~", she said, teasing me playfully for not being able to stand the noxious stench of her rotten farts. The smell was still lingering in my nose, I felt like my nostrils were on fire, and everytime I breathed, it was difficult not to gag. The stench permeated the entire room, Giorgia's farts are truly impressive, the stench is pretty much unbearable to me, and I better get out from the room now. I tell Giorgia that I need to get out, she laughed, and we both went outside of the room. "Well, I'm telling you, nobody has ever managed to handle the smell of my farts~and of course, nobody has ever managed to handle the smell of the farts of the girls in the first four positions either~the stinkiest anyone ever managed to handle in this face-farting center were the farts of Stella, she's in the 6th position in the ranking. And, mind you, only one person ever managed to handle the smell of her farts! Everyone else gagged and gave up~", she said, with a cute proud giggle. I want to try once again, but this time, I'll ask for a girl whose farts stink, but not as much as Giorgia's. An in-between. But in any case, I had lots of fun with Giorgia, even though the fun is necessarily short because I really can't stand the smell of her farts, it's way too putrid. It's so awful to have your nose stuck on her butt when she farts! Bleh!
"Do you want to be face-farted by another girl?", Giorgia asked, with an energic grin on her face.
"Yes, please, but her farts must stink just right. Not too little, not too much", I say, wanting to test my luck with a lower level of stench.
"I'm not sure how stinky you want them, though", she said, with a cute smug face.
"Like, a bit stinkier than average, I guess?", I say, "perhaps... wait... who is the girl in the 45th position?", I asked, curious.
"Okay, I think I know which girl you're talking about", she said, smiling, hugging me and rubbing my back for a few seconds. Wow, Giorgia is confident yet really sweet! "45h position, you say? I'm gonna go ask her, but before I go... here's a present for you~♥", she said, looking at me and winking playfully, "Nnnggghhh...~♥"
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Giorgia released a loud, rumbly and stinky fart that smelled so bad that if was almost as if her anus was a dimensional portal from the depths of a sulfuric hell, specifically, near a garbage bin inside that hell where rotten devil(ed) eggs were thrown not to be discarded, but rather to be given as a breakfast for the tormented souls experiencing that hell. The rotten gas that was spreading around felt pretty hot, too! I wonder if it could be used as a heater. Eww, maybe it wouldn't be worth it, anyway. Her farts smell so awful!
She then laughed and left me waiting here, alone with my thoughts. I look at the ceiling. Toxic rain hasn't stopped falling yet and the sound of it falling on the roof feels really relaxing, and also, I'm feeling very excited: if this next girl will meet my standards, then it's gonna be awesome! Yes, of course, Giorgia is really nice to me, but her farts are just rotten, so hopefully this next girl's farts will have a smell in the goldilock zone, not odorless, but not too noxious either. Here, alone, I ponder on the ranking. Ranking girls according to how stinky their farts are? A truly fascinating concept. It makes me wonder who is the girl with the stinkiest farts in the world. Ah, I guess I'll never know.
I hear the girls talking with each other, then, suddenly, they called my name. I went to their direction.
"Hello, I'm Äštoké. Nice to meet you! I'm looking forward to fart on your face, as you requested~", said a very cute 26 years old (according to her ID) girl with black hair down to her shoulders. Her personality seemed different from both Dorothy's and Giorgia's. Dorothy's personality is very shy, and easily embarrassed, Giorgia is really energetic, smiling and confident, while Äštoké has a polite, mild smile on her face, and is neither energetic or bubbly, nor shy or easily embarrassed.
"Are your farts, like, average? Neither too stinky nor odorless?", I ask, blushing. I really do wonder whether her farts have a goldilock stink. I'm feeling excited to find out soon! Sure, being in the 45th position, her farts are slightly stinkier than ave... than the median!!! I hope it's going to be a level of stench that will make the face-farting session lots of fun!
"Well, my farts are certainly a lot smellier compared to Dorothy's 'toots', which are quite odorless, but they don't smell nearly as bad as Giorgia's rotten gas blasts. I wouldn't call my farts 'average' either, according to my ranking - I'm in the 45th position, as you already know - my farts are a bit stinkier than average and I think you'll love smelling them~", she said, smiling happily.
"You meant stinkier than the median, right?", I asked, giggling.
"...yeah, that!", she said, blushing and giggling, "are you ready to sniff my farts?~♥"
I smile back at her. My heart is beating due to happiness and excitement. "Of course I'm ready!", I say, even more hyped than when a game I love is being released! Today, instead of being hyped for a game being released, I'm hyped for her farts to be released!
"Let's start this gassy session then, follow me~♥", she said, and I followed her to one of the face-farting rooms. The room was pretty much identical to the other ones, which is understandable, since it's the same building, the designer of this place might have had an idea common to all the face-farting rooms, for purposes of aesthetical consistency.
"Alright, sweetie, just lay down and relax~", she said, smiling. Her way of talking is really calm and relaxing, her vibes give me a feeling that is between relaxation and sexual arousal. Such an interesting feeling, indeed.
She pulled her panties down and placed her feet around the sides of my head, putting her good-smelling butthole right on my nose. She smells like she has just taken a shower, but I'm pretty sure this good smell won't last long. If her description is accurate, her farts will likely smell pretty bad, too. Once she lets her gas rip, her butthole will probably smell like she has just taken a shower with spoiled milk and rotten egg juice instead of body soap, and I can't wait for that to happen!
"Now please wait, it might take a while before I have one coming, my gas is a present for your nose~", she said, smiling. My heart is beating fast as this is such a great opportunity to enjoy something I wanted to happen since I was a teenager but had no way to actually experience. Now that - thanks to my great friend Mario - my wish is coming true I'm ready to enjoy every moment of it and feel completely satisfied. "Oh wait, yes, I have some gas to rip now, I can feel it rumbling in my belly. Get ready to sniff it, sweetie~", she said, with a really gentle, sweet voice, "Mngghhhnm....~~~~~♥♥♥♥♥♥"
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Äštoké's fart smelled quite putrid and strongly sulfuric, too! It seems like her farts too are quite pungent, definitely a strong smell of sulfur and nastiness, breathing her fart is clearly difficult, but not impossible. The smell of putridity is filling my nostrils and lungs, and my first reaction is to gag uncontrollably, which was something that made Äštoké giggle. This is a stench that should not be underestimated, it's stinky enough to make me gag, my eyes are watering but unlike Giorgia's farts, with some effort I can handle Äštoké's farts, which smell really strong and eggy, but less intensely than Giorgia's farts.
"Oh, my farts smell so bad you're gagging? Teehee!~", she said, in a playful teasing tone. I loved how she was teasing me, it made me turned on even more! "Here, have another one, it's a present for your nose!!!~~~~♥♥♥♥♥mmmnnnnnnggggghhhhnnnmmm...~~♥"
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Phew!!! I totally didn't expect her farts to smell THIS bad! It stinks really bad but somehow I can tolerate this nasty stench so I keep breathing it in, probably making sour faces as if I was eating a lemon, but it's more like a 'stink face' as if I was smelling something that smelled like hell's sulfur caused by a demoness farts after she ate dead rats. Sulfur is odorless by itself, it's (some of its) compounds that give it a characteristic rotten stench, a few examples might be hydrogen sulfide and methanethiol. Thioacetone is surely an infamous example of a smelly molecule containing sulfur atoms: when scientists discovered its existence by creating it, in the German city of Freiburg in 1889, the powerful sulfuruous stench spread across half a mile away, and it caused nausea and vomiting in the people who smelled it.
Of course, Äštoké's farts are indeed very stinky, but obviously nowhere as bad as Thioacetone, let alone as bad as Giorgia's farts. I like smelling Äštoké's farts. Both Dorothy's 'toots' and Giorgia's putrid stink bombs do not feel like a challenge for me. Dorothy's 'toots' are pretty much odorless, there's no challenge in that, and Giorgia's farts smell so bad that there is absolutely no way I could handle that smell for any prolonged time. A challenge is only exciting when there is an at least remote possibility of winning it. Äštoké's farts are smelly enough to cause me to gag, but the olfactory torment is not so severe to cause me immediate surrender. It's a stinky yet enjoyable challenge.
"So, sweetie, please tell me, how bad do my farts smell? Do you like them? I'm sure they're far smellier than Dorothy's 'toots', since the smell of my farts is making you gag, but less smelly than Giorgia's bio-weapon farts, since you are not running for your life~♥so? What do you think?~♥", Äštoké asked me, and I have to admit she's right about the description, it's pretty accurate, without any overstatements or understatements.
"You're just right about the way you described your farts, I like smelling them♥ *cough* *cough*", I said, coughing from the intense hot stench that was burning and spoiling my nose and face, and feeling happy breathing this 'toxic' gas in, storing it deep into my lungs and enjoying the uncontrollable coughing and gagging that results afterwards. Such nasty stench is making me feel so 'high', I love how difficult it is to breathe without at the very least coughing, if not gagging! It kinda smells like rotten eggs, but more sour and nasty! And I love how she teases me about my reactions!
She giggled and said that she was glad that I enjoyed smelling her farts. The smell is lingering near my face and my hair and face are being drenched in this putrid eggy stench, I feel happy that my long-held desire has been fulfilled, and the awesome thing is that she probably has not run out of gas yet! It's like a synaesthesia: her farts smell like they're green. If I had to draw her farting on my face, the fart fumes would definitely be drawn in green, it's such a sour, nasty stench that would make the more sensitive people throw up pretty quickly. Not only her farts would be green, but they would represent the number 2.5, as most green things do. Ah, the idiosyncratic cognition of a synaesthete.
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Eww, she farted again! I'm strong enough to stomach this, but I wouldn't recommend this to people who are sensitive to bad smells! Phew!!! Breathing with this stench blasted right up my nostrils feels like a chore, but I do really enjoy the challenge provided by her farts. Her farts have a very sour rancid smell and I love every bit of it, I'm waiting for her to fart on my nose again, and again, for an entire hour, which is what I paid for, after all. I feel like my nostrils and lungs are experiencing a pleasant challenge with all these stinky stimuli messing up with my nose, lungs and brain. I'm not sure why, but I really enjoy gagging and feeling like I need to throw up due to me sniffing a girl's stinky gas. I love being overpowered by Äštoké's putrid, nasty farts.
I don't believe everything has a purpose. If I did, I wouldn't be able to explain the existence of toxic rain, which causes damage to both plants and animals. But I'm pretty sure the purpose of farts is not to be breathed in like this... or is it? Nevermind, I'm gonna sniff it up anyway!
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This one is even stinkier than the last and I'm having serious troubles smelling it, but I like challenges, so I try to ignore the fact that it's a putrid stench wafted directly into my nostrils. I'm loving this moment, I'm feeling so happy and satisfied, and it's also thanks to Mario, he let me know about this wonderful place! When something you've been wishing for half of your life becomes true, it feels almost surreal. It's like an intense happiness that can't be stopped. Giorgia's farts were ridiculously stinky but Äštoké's farts are just right. I like very stinky but not the room-clearing types of farts. Hers are perfect, in fact, they are perfect by definition! The stink is lingering but I do my best to endure it. It really smells strong and good, and my main feelings right now are nausea and contentment. I shall enjoy sniffing her gas until this face-farting session is over!
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Eww... eugh! PHEW!!! I feel like my soul is being buried below a gaseous mountain of stench, and for some reason it's a very enjoyable feeling. Äštoké's hot, stinky farts are burning my nose, marking it with the stench that comes right from her body, right from her ass. It's so exciting! Äštoké is gently laughing at how nauseated and disgusted I am of the smell of her farts, and I love how she does that!
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EWWW!!! EEEWWW!!! PUUU!!! GAAAHHH... I'm gasping for air and gagging, and Äštoké is laughing at me gagging while I'm drowning under her 'lake' of sulfuric flatulent hot gases. I'm almost considering giving up, it really does smell awful! My victory is not guaranteed, consider how putrefacted her farts smell! She keeps laughing at how I sound like I'm about to throw up from the smell. But, I don't want to give up! I keep breathing her fart in, despite how badly it stinks!
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Here she farts again. I manage not to cough, this time, but breathing this stinky gas is not an easy task, but I still love this moment. It smells too bad, I'm going to be so sick and perhaps because of this nasty stench I will die and my corpse will be buried at Kväb Cemetery and there will be no funeral for my formerly living existence. Death by farts, how humiliating! Oh, I'm so silly, I can't die because of the smell of farts, but it smells so bad that it almost feels like it! I can't even imagine how bad it would smell if Giorgia forced me to smell her deadly farts! My nose shall not had lived in history, a nose forgotten forever. Eww! But for now, I'll just enjoy this moment and the challenge of this sulfurous fragrance, for not a whiff of this precious smelly hot air should be wasted. It's going to be so shameful if I couldn't endure even Äštoké's farts, though Giorgia's farts smell so bad it's actually 'forgivable' if I can't endure that horrible nauseating stench.
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It's crazy, feelings! And a nasty stench that won't let my nose breathe in peace! But after all, this is exactly what I have asked. I gag happily with a smile on my face.
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And yet, in this session sometimes the stinky fumes that are released from Äštoké's butt have been bringing me back to a bittersweet joy. I inhale them like if they were stinky oxygen, like an oxygen that someone became stinky due to some kind of weird compression, and what is hydrogen sulfide (the rotten egg gas) if not water, except with an atom of sulfur instead of oxygen? Äštoké's farts really stink, and the fun is almost over, but the memories of her farting on my face will last until I'll die... unless I'll get dementia or Alzheimer's when I'll be old, but that's another story. I know an hour is almost over. My internal stopwatch is giving me a strong gut feeling.
But anyway, I've smelled enough of these girls' farts for the smell to be ingrained within my memory, and within my nostrils for at least a few more days. I will remember them forever, forever in my heart. And in my lungs. Bleh. Äštoké keeps laughing at how nauseated I am and I can't help but smile at that.
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I smell Äštoké's fart again, stinky as always, this smell makes me feel like I'm breathing fresh air on the top of a mountain... except that mountain is full of barns and farms, and the smell is terrible.
After some time, the 60 minutes were over, and the face-farting session by Äštoké has come to an end. She hugged me and I was feeling like I was in heaven!
The administrator informed me that the toxic rain was still falling, but I was also informed that because of that, I could participate to a 'game' for free. That game was called 'the dutch oven', some girls would trap me under a blanket and fart.
"Sounds fun! If it's possible, I would like to play that game with 5 girls, the ones in the 1st, 25th, 50th, 75th and 99th positions!", I said, I was very curious to compare their different levels of stench.
"Your request will be fulfilled", the administrator said, smiling and going to call those five girls.
The girls were called.
1st position: Kaori - she's the girl with the stinkiest farts in this face-farting center building.
25th position: Xiang
50th position: Anika - the girl with median smelling farts.
75th position: Linda
99th position: ǢѷՅ - the girl with the least smelly farts in the building.
"Are you sure you want to include me in your dutch oven game? My farts REEK~", Kaori said, putting a hand over her mouth while giggling. She was extremely proud of being the girl with the stinkiest farts in the building.
I nodded, confident.
"Alright, then, let's go!~", she said, and me, her, and the other four girls entered the dutch oven room. In that room there was a giant bed, with some covers, and I'll be trapped under there so that I can sniff their concentrated farts, awesome!
"Please lay down on the bed, with the covers above your body. When a girl has to fart, she'll put the covers above your head and fart under the covers. I hope you'll have fun~", Anika explained what the dutch oven game consisted of.
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It was kinda loud, but completely odorless. I literally couldn't smell anything! Since Dorothy's farts were also odorless when I smelled them, it's obvious that the girls in the 96th, 97th and 98th positions also had odorless farts. As Dorothy said, that's perfect for a beginner... or for someone who's into face-farting but not into stinky farts, I suppose!
Next, after some time, it was Xiang who told me she had to fart. Being at the 25th position, her farts will surely be stinkier than those of Äštoké!
"Here I go~", Xiang said, giggling, and ready to fart under the covers with my head trapped there.
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Her fart definitely smelled worse than those of Äštoké, it's very noticeable! It smells like a super putrid rotten egg that is absolutely filling the air under the blanket with a pungent, nauseating stench that I'm finding very difficult to tolerate. Äštoké's farts were barely bearable, but Xiang's farts... they're noxious and toxic! I gag and complain about the stench, and Xiang laughs and lets me go. When she lifted the blanket, it's like the rancid gas escaped from it and started dispersing itself through the room.
"Your stomach is not that strong, am I right? Hehehe~", Xiang said, very amused at how I couldn't handle the stench of her farts.
"Can people usually handle the smell of your farts?", I ask her.
"Usually not. Only a few can, and you're not one of those~", Xiang said, proud of how bad her farts smell, and teasing me for being unable to tolerate her stinky farts. 25th position out of 99 means her gas is surely not to be underestimated!
Anika was the next one who had to fart. I wonder if her fart will make me give up like Xiang's did.
"Here it comes, get ready~", Anika said, giggling, ready to release some gas, "mnghm~"
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Her fart was slightly less stinky than those I've smelled from Äštoké, and yet, within a small confined space such as that under the blanket, it smelled awful, and I couldn't help but gag, my eyes were watering from the stench, but despite that, I've managed not to give up.
"You've survived my fart, I'm proud of you~", Anika said, giggling cutely.
The next girl who had to fart was Linda. Without saying anything, she just giggled and farted under the blanket while my head was under there.
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It was not odorless, but it was not unbearably stinky either. It was a very noticeable smell of rotten stuff, very sulfuruous, and yet, unlike the farts of Äštoké or Anika, it was quite easy to just sniff it. It didn't make me cough or gag, or my eyes water, it smelled rotten and quite strong but easily bearable.
And finally, it was Kaori who had to fart. I'm a bit anxious, because if Giorgia farted under the covers, I fear her farts could knock me out, and since Kaori's farts are even stinkier than Giorgia's, I have a good reason to feel afraid. Am I truly ready to get overwhelmed by some noxious stinky gas?
"Get ready, because things are going to get REALLY stinky for you right now~hehehe~", Kaori said, giggling proudly, "MNGHM~♥"
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Her fart truly reeked, as far as I remember, it's the worst thing I have ever smelled. It's absoutely putrid and nauseating, even worse than Giorgia's farts, and it immediately made me gag and my eyes water. I whine and complain that I wanted to get out from the blanket, and Kaori giggled and let me get out.
"Nobody could ever handle the smell of my farts, sweetie, they're too stinky for anyone~hehehe~♥", Kaori said, giggling. The smell was extremely pungent and suffocating, and I didn't think a girl, let alone anyone, could have farts so stinky! But of course, it was lots of fun anyway.
Suddenly, someone knocked at the door.
"Whoever that is, come in~", Kaori said, with a cute smiling voice.
"It's me, Mario!", Mario said, entering in our room, "sorry, friend, we have to go. Our trip is about to come to an end. We have to come back", he said.
"Oh, come on, I'm having fun, Mario!", I pouted.
"The effect of the Space-Smoke® is about to end. We have to go, come on! Or we'll be late!", Mario said, assertively.
"Ugh...", I groaned, "okay!"
"So, are you happy now, my friend?", Mario asked me, grinning, as we were walking through the hallway of the face-farting center.
"You bet! I mean, I wished it could had lasted a bit longer, but being farted on by a girl is what I'd been wishing for half my life! Of course I'm happy!", I said, with a huge smile on my