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And here it is. It finally happened. A female classmate of yours farted during class. And even better, she's one of your classmates that you find the hottest. You've been waiting to hear a girl farting for years now, since when you developed that burning desire in your heart, that you have always kept hidden from everyone and plan to keep hidden forever. And today, that desire of yours became reality, and your heart starts beating really fast from the excitement, you start sweating, and you feel a knot in your throat. It finally happened, and an overwhelming wave of emotions hits you with full might. Most of the people in the classroom seem shocked, surprised, many are even laughing and mocking the girl who dared to (accidentally?) release the air that she had inside of her, while she really seemed to not give a damn about it at all. You kinda feel bad for her but then you see she doesn't care at all and the expression on her is totally normal. And you wonder, how can it be possible? How can she keep that smiling, calm face in such an embarrassing situation? How can she be ignoring all this? You know that if you were in her situation, you would had felt extreme shame and embarrassment, and your face would had become red like that fruit/vegetable that is so taboo and shameful in Tomatophobistan, the country you grew up in when you were a child, but your parents left due to the poor economic situation of that country back then. Tomatoes are perfectly legal where you are now and there's no taboo about them, which is something you thought it was impossible, and it took a while for you to recover from the cultural shock and get used to this different mentality. You tend to feel ashamed and embarrassed easily while that girl who farted, Melissa, seemed as calm as ever. You wondered how it was even possible, since her shameless reaction to all this is something that contradicts your previous knowledge about how humans react to certain things. But, Melissa's attitude towards things made you consider it as even hotter than you did before, and you were more interested in knowing her more, but you are so shy and easily embarrassed that it's definitely not gonna be easy, even if you try. You wonder whether she would ever agree to fart on your face. If you ever had the courage to ask her such a thing, that's it. You look at Melissa, and you feel the butterflies in your stomach. You're so in love with her, you think everything about her is perfect and you can't stop looking at her or thinking about her. Soon, you see that the guy who is sitting near her suddenly has a face that looks like he's been hit by something painful, and then he proceeds to put his t-shirt over his nose, while the expression on his face seems tormented and disgusted. Then you quickly realized Melissa's fart must had smelled really nasty to cause such a reaction, which was something that made you feel ever more excited, since you like it better when a girl farts and it smells really bad. Then, you see people sitting behind her were hit by the stench of Melissa's farts as well, and you realize her fart must be even stinkier than what you previously thought. You are sitting far away from Melissa, basically on the opposite side of the classroom, and you wonder whether the smell of Melissa's fart will reach you as well. You hoped that it would. That would be something that would make you really happy, a long-wished dream come true. It seemed like the smell of Melissa's fart was slowly spreading, judging by how your classmates are reacting, complaining and yelling, getting desperate for some fresh air, opening the windows despite the temperature outside was a chilly -14 °C (7 °F). Some of your classmates were complaining about the cold air entering the classroom, but some others replied that feeling cold was better suffering through a stinky smell of rotten eggs and spoiled milk that was about to fill the entire classroom. You could feel the frigid air around you as well, and you started shivering even more, now not just because of the shyness, emotions and excimenent, but from the cold as well. All these things mixed together were making you feel sick, overwhelmed by the world around you and inside of you. You just wished that Melissa's fart would reach your nose as well, but you were starting to lose hope, since she was sitting far away from you, on the opposite side of the classroom, and your classmates have opened the windows, ruining your chances. Or at least, so you thought initially, because it seemed like the smell of Melissa's fart was spreading through the classroom despite the open windows, judging by the reactions of the classmates sitting near you. Not long after, the smell of Melissa's fart reached you as well. And it was much more pungent and smelly than even what you were expecting! You were being embarrassed because you were not complaining, you were thinking 'what if people think I like it?' and so you put your t-shirt over your nose just like the others did, but you didn't need to fake a disgusted expression on your face, since Melissa's fart was stinky enough to make you have that expression anyway. It smelled really stinky and rotten but you loved it, it was exactly what you were wishing for a long time, but you were feeling like it was not enough for you, you wanted to know what it would smell like if she farted on your nose, but you were already starting to feel hopeless, because you would never had had the courage to ask her to do such a thing, and also, your other classmates would probably mock you a lot and laugh at you if any of them were to know about it, so you were already starting to give up, before it even began. Still, you were considering the possibility that maybe it was worth it to risk. Maybe. As the pungent stench of Melissa's fart was causing you to gag, your eyes were watering from the stench and crying from the happiness simultaneously. This was the moment you've been waiting for many, many years, and it finally happened. You were feeling overwhelmed both by the stench and by the happiness. As the smell in the classroom slowly became even more unbearable, despite the windows being opened, and the temperature dropping so much that it was beginning to get really chilly inside the classroom, both the students and the teacher decided to close the windows, calmly evacuate the classroom, and stay in the school principal's hall for a few hours, until the smell of Melissa's fart in the classroom would be finally gone. The principal of the school agreed, since this was a rare and exceptional situation. You and the rest of the class were walking through the halls of the school, with your heart beating fast from the happiness and excitement, your breath heavy, butterflies in your stomach, shivering, feeling a knot in your throat, and other overwhelming emotions and feelings. You looked at Melissa's face, and she made eye contact with you and smiled at you. As soon as she smiled at you, you felt like you were almost to pass out. You were deeply in love with her, but were too shy to do anything about it. You, Melissa and the rest of your classroom spent some time in the principal's hall, having the lesson there instead of having it in the classroom, due to the nasty smell of Melissa's fart that was still filling the classroom and making it pretty much impossible to have a lesson there. After those few hours have passed, school lessons were over, so it was time to exit the school and come back home. You wanted to talk to Melissa about what happened today in the classroom, but your shy personality and anxious tendencies made it almost impossible for you to attempt such a thing. But, you wanted to try again. You wanted to be strong this time, and conquer your own embarassment and shyness. While you were talking through the school's hall, you were looking at Melissa's face. She looked at you, smiled at you, and you immediately blushed and started sweating while your heart was beating really fast and you almost felt sick. You wanted to tell her something, so when both you and her were just outside of the school's main entrance door, you somehow managed to talk to her, which made even you surprised.
"M-Melissa...", you said, with a weak voice. As soon as her name came out of your mouth, you blushed and became red like the tomatoes you weren't allowed to eat in your native country of Tomatophobistan where you grew up in. You started sweating even more and your heartbeats became even faster. You felt like you were about to pass out. She noticed you weren't feeling okay.
"Are you okay,
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? It seems like you're very nervous. Is anything wrong?", she asked you, worried.
"I'm... I'm just very shy", you said, exhaling and trying to calm down, "don't worry", you said, smiling.
"You shouldn't worry about talking with me, dude. I might seem tough, but that's just because I don't really give a shit about what other people say or think about me. But that doesn't mean I judge others. Feel free to tell me anything if you want to! We can be friends!", she said, with a warm, comforting, happy face, making you feel more at ease. But your mind was still overwhelmed with thoughts and emotions. She just mentioned that she doesn't care about others think about her, and you know that it's your opportunity to mention about the fart she has let in class today, it's now or never, and you don't want to miss this chance. Yet, your heart is beating really fast and it's like a knot in your throat is preventing you from speaking, but you decide to take the courage and tell her anyway.
"Yeah... what you did in class today. I would had been embarrassed if I were you. But you went on as if nothing happened. I really like your attitude", you said, blushing really intensely and become more nervous again.
"Thanks!", she said, with a big, happy grinning smile on her face. You were slowly feeling more comforted and less anxious, since you were seeing that she wasn't judging you. You wanted her to fart on your face, but you couldn't tell her directly, since that would had been way too embarrassing. Not as serious as eating a tomato in the country you grew up in, but embarrassing enough that you didn't want to say it or that other people would know about it. You kinda had an idea, but you weren't sure if that was going to work. You were expecting failure, but you decided to try anyway.
"It didn't even smell that bad. I could had stayed in that classroom easily", you said, becoming a bit more anxious and nervous again. Melissa started laughing and smiling friendly.
"Yeah, you were sitting on the opposite side of the classroom, kiddo. If you were sitting near me, you wouldn't had said the same", she told you, looking at you with a teasing but friendly smirk. At that point, you knew that was your opportunity to take this chance and you wouldn't forgive yourself if you missed this great opportunity to trick her into farting on your face, so you tried your best to keep the conversation about her farts going as long as possible.
"I don't think it would had been that bad", you said, trying not to have a heart stroke from your shyness and anxiety, so you put up a little proud smile to calm yourself down a bit.
"I can fart on your face if you want, so you can prove it", she said, laughing. You knew she meant it as a joke, but your heartbeats were being so fast at this point that you felt like you were about to pass out from a heart stroke, while your breathing was becoming really fast and deep, so you started feeling sick.
"Are you okay, dude? You seem sick", she told you, worried.
"I'm okay, Melissa. Don't worry", you said, as your heart was beating fast and you were trying your best to look calm, but in vain. It looked obvious to anyone that you were feeling very nervous and sick.
"Would you like a hug from me?", she asked, smiling friendly.
"Not here. People can see us", you said, nervous, almost crying.
"Wanna come at my house? We can play videogames or something", she asked you.
"I'll call my mom so I can ask her if I can", you told her, pulling your mobile phone from the pockets of your pants, and calling her, asking her if she allows you to go to one of your classmate's house.
"Yeah, mom, she's a friend from my class. We'll play videogames or something. Don't worry. Yeah I'll be back by 6 P.M. Okay. Bye mom... - ... Okay, Melissa. My mom told me I can come to your house but I have to be back home by 6 P.M. so let's go!", you said, feeling a bit more confident than before, wondering if your long-wished desire of being farted on by a girl will come true today. It's an opportunity that you really don't want to miss, so you decided to try and make it come true by trying to get her to talk about her farts somehow. You don't know what to do, but you think you'll have an idea by then. You and her are walking through the icy streets of the town you lived in, walking towards Melissa's house. Now it's afternoon and the temperature
rose
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to -7 °C (19 °F), so it was warmer than it was this morning, but still pretty cold. You were excited because this was your opportunity to smell Melissa's
farts
, which smelled horrible this morning. You really wanted her to fart on your face. You were curious. The smell was very pungent even though you were sitting on the opposite side of the classroom, so you couldn't even imagine how bad it would smell to have a fart like that being blasted directly on your nose. You wanted to find out, but you didn't want to tell her directly, because that was inappropriate and very embarrassing. Instead, you wanted to indirectly cause her to mention her farts, but it was going to be difficult, and if you're not smart enough, failure chance is high.
"Here we are, that's my house! It's cold outdoors, so let's go inside, play some videogames and have fun! What do you think? Let's go!", she said, vibrant and full of positive and happy energy, smiling at you and inviting you inside her house, while you were daydreaming about your plan to convince her to fart on your face. You smiled back at her and entered her house, where her parents and her brother also were. They greeted you happily with lots of warm hospitality and generosity, and you were feeling loved and comforted. You smiled back at them and shily greeted them back. Melissa invited you to her bedroom, where her videogame console was.
"So... feel free to take a look at my game gallery and choose one that you would like to play!", Melissa said, inviting you to sit on her bed and smiling warmly at you. As you were scrolling through her gallery, you noticed that she had Nekketto 6. You are a huge fan of the Nekketto game series, but you never played Nekketto 6 and you didn't want to miss the chance, so you told her you wanted to play Nekketto 6.
"Nice choice! I love that game!", she said, smiling friendly. So she loaded that game and you and her started playing it. The atmosphere in the bedroom was silent, except for Nekketto 6 intro theme OST. You decided that was the time to mention her farts again, hoping that you will succeed in your intent.
"I still think the smell in the classroom this morning wasn't too bad", you said, without mentioning the word 'fart' or 'farts', because you were too shy and embarrassed to even pronounce those kind of words.
"Dude, you were sitting on the opposite side of the classroom. If you had sit near me, you wouldn't had survived, haha!", she said, teasing playfully.
"I think I could handle it just fine", you said, as your heartbeats were getting a bit faster again, and starting to sweat a bit.
"Nah mate I don't think so, but I could fart on your face, so you can prove me otherwise!", she said, giggling and smiling playfully. At that point, your heartbeats were becoming so fast that you were feeling like you were about to pass out from the excitement, and your anxious sweating became even more intense. Even though you knew she was kinda joking, you wanted to convince her to fart on your face, without mentioning it directly that you wanted it.
"You actually can! I'm not afraid!", you said, trying to not look sick from the excitement and anxiety like you were this morning.
"For real? You're not joking?", she asked, surprised, and at that point you felt like your chances of success were decreasing dramatically. But you didn't want to give up.
"Yeah, I dare you!", you said, trying to look at her with a proud smirk, but doing an awkward and embarrassing facial expression instead.
"Are you sure about it? I can do it. So you're not joking?", she asked, surprised and wondering whether she could actually fart on your face or not.
"Yeah go ahead!", you said, trying to look proud and determined, but it was obvious you were still feeling anxious.
"Okay then... well, you asked for it!", she said, giggling and smiling playfully, "So, it's decided. I'll tell you when I have to fart, and I'll let one rip on your face, haha!", she said, looking at you with a proud and playful smirk, without being judgemental. As soon as she said that sentence, your heatbeats were, once again, fast enough that you felt like you were almost about to pass out, but you were trying your best to hide your anxiety when you were with her. You thought that the fact she wasn't being judgemental should had been enough for you to feel safe and at ease around her. You and her started playing Nekketto 6. You selected Demon Gino and you immediately noticed that he had a different moveset compared to Nekketto 5, which is the Nekketto game you have played the most. You have never played Nekketto 6 so you were still trying to get used to the different game mechanics. The final boss of Nekketto 6, Ezaloth, is not playable, just like the final boss of Nekketto 5. You were having a lot of fun playing Nekketto 6 with Melissa, you were having so much fun that had you almost forgot your "main" goal at that point. But, Melissa reminded you about it.
"I have to fart, buddy. Remember what you told me earlier?", she said, giggling a bit and looking at you with a playful smirk.
"Of course! Will you do it on my face?", you asked, sweating nervously again, as the excitement you were feeling during that moment was pretty much at the highest level you have ever felt in your entire life. A girl is about to fart on your face! And it's not one random girl, either. It's Melissa, your favourite classmate! You felt like you were about to have a heart stroke from the happiness and excitement. It's finally happening and it feels so surreal you can't believe any of this is true. 'This must be a dream', you thought, but it wasn't. Well, actually, you haven't studied Descartes' philosophy well but that's beside the point. Your long-dreamed wish is finally happening.
"Yeah", she said, smiling at you, getting up from her bed, turning around, pointing her butt at your face, grabbing your head with her hands and shoving your nose up her butthole.
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TT*** you couldn't believe your eyes, ears and nose. A hot, pungent stream of stinky air was released from Melissa's anus directly into your nostrils. You could feel your nose burning from the intense stench, which was far more stinky than you could previously ever imagine. The nasty, putrid smell was making you gag and it was very difficult to breathe in, but you didn't want to make Melissa think you couldn't handle the stench of her farts, you didn't want to make her see that you were wrong when you said her farts didn't smell that bad to you. The smell was so bad that your eyes were starting to water and your nostrils' hair was starting to burn, and eventually it was too stinky for you to handle and you had to pull your head away to breathe some fresh air, only to discover the smell of Melissa's fart filled her entire bedroom, making you gag even more. "What's wrong, kid? Did my fa
rt smell too bad for you? Hah
a!", she said, laughing and teasing you. "I told you my fart smelled horrible. There's a reason why they evacuated the classroom. You said you could handle the smell of my fart this morning, but even if that was true, it's because you were sitting far away from me, on the other side of the classroom. I told you, if you sat near me, there's no way on this planet you could handle the smell!", she said, looking at you with a playful yet proud smirk, as if she was feeling confident in her ability to produce noxious rotten smelling flatulence.
"Okay! You were right about it. And I was wrong. Now, if you don't mind, I'm going to breathe some fresh air", you say, before feeling your head being pushed into Melissa's ass again.
"Please, no...", you complaing, begging her not to fart on your again.
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hh... this burned coming out! I hope you're okay, kiddo! Haha!", she said, laughing and releasing your head, letting you free. Her fart smelt so bad you felt like you were almost about to throw up from how gnarly its stench was. As you were walking away towards the door of her bedroom, Melissa wanted to tell you something.
"Wait, buddy!", she said. You stopped and wondered what she wanted to tell you. "Do you have a profile on OurSpace™?"
"Uh... y-yeah, I do!", you told her, smiling happily. You wondered whether she wanted to add you on there. You would truly be happy if you could keep talking with her even when you're at your house. This day is heaven, it is truly by far the best day of your life. You didn't even think it was possible to feel happy at such an intense level.
"Perfect, comrade! You can add me on there, then! My username is gassytomatogirl93", she said, smiling at you playfully as an encouragement to add her as a friend on OurSpace™. Your heart was beating in utter joy and ecstasy, and you suspected her username is not just a coincidence, and you thought she does actually enjoy farting around others for fun, considering her username implies she considers herself as a gassy girl. Maybe she has a similar interest in flatulence as you do, but that's just something that you were suspecting. Maybe you could ask her, but you were too shy to do that. Instead, you just greeted her goodbye, saying that you and her would see each other tomorrow at school again, as they do every day.
"Wait! Before you go, I have another thing for you!", she said, smiling at you, pointing her butt at you again, shoving your head into her ass one more time, and making you smell one last fart of hers.
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