Kody's Unstoppable Farts at the Coffee Shop
Kody Evans, a confident and dominant woman, sat comfortably at the coffee shop, sipping her coffee and checking her emails on her phone. She felt the familiar warmth spreading through her stomach as the caffeine kicked in. Kody's eyes widened in realization; she needed to fart. She looked down at her obedient pet, a man dressed in a puppy outfit, and gave him a command. "Crawl over here, boy."
The man, whose name she didn't bother to remember, scurried over to her feet, his nose barely lifting from the floor as he looked up at her expectantly. Kody smirked. "You know what I want," she said, her voice low and sultry. The man nodded, his pink nose wriggling in anticipation.
"Good boy," Kody purred, leaning back in her chair as she let out a silent fart. The man's nostrils flared, taking in the acrid scent of his mistress's gas. Kody watched with amusement as the man's eyes watered from the stench, his tongue lolling out of his mouth. "Do you like that?" she asked, her voice full of mischief.
The man whimpered, nodding his head vigorously. "Yes, Kody," he whispered. "I love it." Kody grinned, letting out another fart that rumbled through her tight dress. The man's head jerked back, his eyes rolling up in delight at the smell.
"Don't just sit there, puppy," Kody said, reaching down and grabbing the puppy's collar, pulling him closer. "Show me how much you love it." The man leaned in, his nose practically touching her panties. Kody watched, a wicked smile on her face, as he sniffed the air, his eyes watering more.
"That's it, puppy," Kody said, her voice husky with pleasure. "Just keep sniffing." The man's tongue flicked out, tasting the warm, foul air. Kody chuckled, feeling another fart building up inside her. She looked down at the man, who was oblivious to her amusement.
"Up you come," she said, pulling the puppy's head closer to her crotch. The man's face turned an alarming shade of pink as he felt the warmth of her farts against his nose. Kody closed her eyes, letting the farts flow freely, enjoying the feel of them hitting her puppy's face.
After what felt like an eternity, Kody finally let out a loud, wet fart. The man recoiled, his nose scrunching up in disgust. Kody laughed, pulling him back into position. "There's no need to be so squeamish, puppy," she said, running her hand down his back, between his shoulders. "After all, I am your mistress."
With that, Kody let out one final fart, a long, loud, rumbling sound that echoed through the coffee shop. The man whimpered, his whole body shaking as he tried to hold back the tears. Kody smiled, patting his head affectionately. "That's a good boy," she purred, standing up and stretching. "Now, let's go find you a nice, quiet spot to sit while I finish my coffee."
And with that, Kody led her pet away, leaving a trail of farts and embarrassment in her wake.
