Feeling rather peckish after a long day of ruling her empire, Goddess Thic decided it was time to indulge in her favorite pastime: feeding her loyal subject, Eddy, her farts. With that thought in mind, she walked into her studio, Royal Femdom, and made her way to the set where she would film her latest masterpiece.
Upon arriving at the set, Eddy was already there, eagerly awaiting his mistress's arrival. He knew what was coming and couldn't help but feel both excited and nervous at the same time. As he saw Goddess Thic walk towards him, adorned in nothing but a revealing set of lingerie that accentuated her voluptuous curves, he couldn't help but feel completely mesmerized by her beauty.
"Eddy, my dear boy," she purred, her voice dripping with seduction. "Are you ready to receive your royal treatment?"
Without waiting for his response, she proceeded to sit down on a luxurious armchair and patted her lap, indicating for Eddy to sit on the floor in front of her. He did as he was told, feeling her soft, warm thighs against his cheeks as he waited with bated breath for what was to come next.
And then it happened: Goddess Thic let out a long, low fart that rumbled through the room. The sound was so rich and full that it sent shivers down Eddy's spine. As if to make sure he didn't miss out on any of the action, she turned towards him and let the fart hit him square in the face.
"Mmm, that felt good," she mused, her eyes fluttering closed in delight. "But I think you need a little more of this royal treatment, don't you?"
Without waiting for his response, she leaned forward and pulled her panties to the side, revealing her plump, juicy ass cheeks to Eddy's eager gaze. He could see the faint traces of gas escaping from her asshole, making him even more excited for what was about to come next.
And then she did it. With a slow, sensual movement, Goddess Thic lowered herself onto Eddy's face, her enormous ass coming to rest right above his mouth and nose. He could feel the heat emanating from her body, the gentle sway of her hips as she adjusted herself to get more comfortable.
"Now, my dear Eddy," she purred, her voice a mere whisper against his ears. "It's time for you to enjoy the fruits of my labor."
And with that, she let out a long, heavy fart that engulfed Eddy in a cloud of stinky gas. He tried his best to breathe through his mouth, but the smell was so overpowering that he couldn't help but inhale some of it. As he gagged and struggled to get away from the noxious fumes, Goddess Thic laughed softly, clearly enjoying every moment of his discomfort.
This continued for what felt like hours to Eddy, with Goddess Thic using his face as her personal toilet bowl. She farted continuously, sometimes into his mouth, sometimes onto his face, sometimes into the air around them. Each fart was bigger and more powerful than the last, leaving Eddy reeling from the force of it all.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Goddess Thic pulled away and stood up, her ass still hovering above Eddy's face. She leaned forward and whispered in his ear, her warm breath sending shivers down his spine.
"Well, Eddy," she said with a wicked grin. "I hope you enjoyed your royal treatment."
And with that, she turned around and walked away, leaving Eddy lying there, his face covered in sweat and stink, his mind reeling from the experience he had just been through. As he struggled to get up and find some fresh air, he couldn't help but wonder when he would be called back for another session with his divine mistress.
