The Queen's Belly Bloated: A Fart-tastic Mirror Session
In the dimly lit bedroom, the Queen stood before her ornate mirror, her breaths hitching as she awaited her reflection's response. She wore a sheer black gown that accentuated her curves, the fabric clinging to her damp skin, revealing every bulge and ripple. Her belly was round and distended, stretching the fabric taut across her protruding belly button.
With a sultry smile, she reached behind her and felt the soft squishiness of her overinflated abdomen. She gave it a gentle slap, the sound echoing in the small space. Her fingers danced over the hardened mounds of her lower abs, tracing the outline of her bikini trim.
Suddenly, she paused, her eyes locked on the mirror. A sly grin spread across her face as she placed one hand on her ample hip and extended the other towards the mirror. With a ferocious grunt, she let loose a powerful fart that shook her entire body. The scent of rotten eggs filled the air, mingling with the musky scent of her arousal.
Her cheeks puffed out as she forced the air out of her overstuffed belly, watching in fascination as her abdominal muscles rippled and bulged. With a satisfied sigh, she released the air, and her cheeks slowly deflated, revealing a mischievous glint in her eyes.
With the power of her farts, she continued to dance before the mirror, her hips swaying to an unheard beat. Her hands twirled in the air, accentuating the jiggling of her breasts and ass. Each fart was met with a new expression, her face contorting into a series of lewd and lascivious grimaces.
As she lost herself in the rhythm of her own farts, she let out a low moan, her eyes rolling back in her head. Her hand snaked between her legs, finding the wetness that had accumulated there. With a growl, she pinched her swollen clit, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body.
Her hips bucked wildly as she approached climax, her entire being trembling with anticipation. The Queen's face contorted in ecstasy, her mouth forming a perfect 'O' as her orgasm overtook her. With a final, deafening fart, she collapsed against the mirror, panting heavily.
As she caught her breath, she gazed at her reflection, a satisfied smile spreading across her face. She knew that she had put on quite a show for her royal audience, and she couldn't help but feel proud of her fart-filled, erotic performance.
