Description: this is a fart fetish story with psychological elements (whatever that means).
It was a gloomy, cold and overcast day in Freeland (a country where the NAP is the law). Hannah smiled, but deep inside she was feeling terrible. The 25 years old girl lived in her house alone, she had no friends, and worked as a cashier.
"(Tomorrow is Monday... I'm tired of living like this)", she thought.
Nobody wanted to be her friend, everyone found her annoying and sassy. She was thinking of ending her own life, but then she decided to resist until the end.
She had a few Internet friends, but they lived far away. The chances of meeting them were zero. She was getting a quite good pay for her job, all she needed was a friend to chat with. All she felt was darkness, and even though somewhere there was a distant light, it was far and didn't look that bright. Her only friend was her videogame console, with which she spent all her free time. She thought she couldn't keep living like that, but what was the alternative?
The next day, Monday, she worked as a cashier as usual, with a dark aura around her. "Does life make sense when I live like this?", she thought, with a melancholic state of mind. It was 6 long hours, but finally she came home, exhausted. She was so depressed she didn't even have the energy of playing videogames. She decided to go outside. The temperature was a slightly freezing 28 degrees Fahrenheit (-2 degrees Celsius), it was dark, but it was still warmer and brighter than Hannah's feelings. She had made some prior research and she found out that there's an organization called "Twin Souls LLC" that is basically a dating company. You describe yourself and explain what you're looking for, and they try to match the two people. She knew there was a Twin Souls building in the city. Her heart was beating fast as she was heading there. She was both shy and excited about this.
She arrived at her destination. She hesitated a bit but eventually entered the building, trembling.
"G-good evening...", she said, shy.
"Good evening", said an employee, smiling.
"I would like to find a friend, y-yeah, just a friend, either male or female... I don't want a partner", said Hannah, trying to smile.
"That's okay, we also do that. Please describe yourself and explain what kind of friend you want", he said, smiling.
"I'm a lonely 25 years old girl who seriously needs a friend. I need a kind and caring friend who doesn't judge and who is willing to keep me company and chat with me", said Hannah.
"Okay, we will notify you", he said, smiling.
"Thank you", said Hannah, smiling.
Hannah came home full of a unusual hopeful yet melancholic feeling, then she slept.
Tuesday she worked again, but these 6 hours felt a lot more lighter. When she came home, she felt delighted in knowing that Twin Souls LLC sent her a message saying they matched her with a 23 years old guy.
She headed happily to the building and she met her new friend Davis. They entered a private room.
"Can I hug you?", asked Hannah.
"Sure", said Davis, smiling kindly.
They hugged each other and Hannah finally felt good for the first time in the last 5 years at least. "Is my pain finally over?", she asked herself. The hug ended and Hannah was happy but also skeptical about her new-found happiness. She considered the possibility that this happiness will be brief and a mere illusion. She was thinking about the last 5 years she spent in almost total loneliness.
"Thank you", said Hannah, smiling grateful.
"Glad to help you", said Davis, smiling.
It was really good, it felt like a dream.
"Nothing can ruin this perfect moment", she thought.
When all of a sudden...
*prrrooobbbttt*
Hannah felt like the world was ending. "This is the end", she thought, thinking about her impending doom.
Davis gave her an embarrassed smile.
"It's okay", he said, smiling.
Then the smell hit him. It smelt like old broccoli and spoiled milk. The smell was very strong and Davis was doing his best to hide his secret.
"Is it really okay though? I'm so sorry", said Hannah, almost crying.
"It's totally okay, Hannah. I can tell you something embarrassing about me. Do you promise not to judge me?", he said.
"Sure!", said Hannah, feeling better.
"I like it when girls fart... especially when it smells really bad", said Davis, giggling.
Hannah smiled.
"I see. Well, mine tend to be on the stinky side most of the times", she said, proud of herself.
"Cool! Can you fart on my face next time you have to fart?", he asked.
"Okay!", she said, excited.
They kept talking a bit. Finally Hannah knew a guy, a bit weird of a guy though, but one who was willing to be her friend. She knew her pain was finally over, and she could finally live a happy life full of joy and satisfaction. Now she was sure, nothing could ruin that moment. They chatted with each other, sometimes hugged each other, and shared their memories.
"You know, you aren't the only lonely person. I was lonely too before meeting you", said Davis.
Hannah was about to cry, but it was a positive feeling indeed. She was feeling loved. She didn't know it would feel like this, but as she knew before, her pain is finally over.
"Please let's exchange our social media nicknames", said Hannah.
"Hannapurna", wrote Hannah.
"Davisstation', wrote Davis.
"May we be happy forever together", said Hannah, smiling, "by the way I have to fart now, put your face in my ass", she said, pulling down her pants.
Davis was a bit shy but did as requested.
*bbbppprrruuuppp*
The smell was very strong and Davis loved every single bit of this moment. They were both happy together, and what could ruin this moment? Yeah, nothing. Davis got a bit dizzy at the putrid stench of Hannah's fart but still he loved it. On one side Hannah's long-lasting desire for a caring friend become true, on the other side both Davis' desires of having a friend and to smell a girl's farts also became true.
"It was a good one", he said, smiling happily.
"Thank you", replied Hannah to the compliment.
They got out of the building together.
"Let's see each other tomorrow evening, here", said Hannah, hugging Davis.
"We will", said Davis, happy.
Sometimes, but rarely though, life's pain stops when we don't expect it to stop. Whatever your emotions are, sadness is still a part of life. We cannot do anything to stop our own negative feelings, but we can do something to stop other people's negative feelings, indeed. Being a caring friend who can listen is one of those ways.