Pietra Cam was thrilled when she hired Rosalia and Lolly Morango as her maids. She had always fantasized about the intoxicating aroma of farts, and these two women were notorious for being extremely gassy. Pietra knew that they would be perfect for her needs.
The day of their arrival, Pietra couldn't contain her excitement. She watched as the two women unpacked their belongings in the guest room, their voluminous skirts swirling around their plump bottoms. As they worked their way through the house, Pietra found herself sneaking peeks at them whenever she could, her heart racing with anticipation.
Hours passed, and Pietra's patience began to wear thin. She couldn't stand the thought of being so close to her farting fantasy yet unable to indulge in it. Finally, she mustered up the courage to confront them about their flatulence problems.
"Excuse me, girls," she said, walking into the living room where they were dusting the shelves. "I'm not one to usually comment on such personal matters, but I must say, you both seem quite... gassy." She paused, her cheeks flushing in anticipation.
Rosalia and Lolly exchanged nervous glances before turning to face Pietra. "Well, miss," Lolly said, her hand resting on her protruding stomach, "we do tend to produce quite a few of them, yes."
"I see," Pietra replied, her gaze drifting down to their rotund figures. "I must say, I find it rather... endearing."
A look of relief washed over their faces, and they nodded in understanding. From that moment on, Pietra made it clear that she not only accepted but encouraged their flatulence.
As the days passed, Pietra relished in the scent of farts that constantly filled her home. She would sneak peeks at Rosalia and Lolly as they went about their work, watching their bubbly stomachs inflate with each passing hour. She even began to fantasize about the taste and texture of their farts, her mind wandering to dark and delicious places.
One afternoon, as Pietra lounged in her living room, she heard a faint ripping sound. She looked up to see Rosalia struggling to remove her panties, her massive thighs shaking with the effort. "Rosalia, dear," Pietra called out, her voice tinged with excitement, "would you mind sharing your farts with me?"
Rosalia let out a small squeak before nodding vigorously. With trembling hands, she pulled down her panties, revealing her plump, pink bottom to Pietra. Her farts were strong and pungent, causing Pietra's heart to race and her mouth to water.
"More, please," Pietra begged, her eyes fixed on Rosalia's exposed bottom. She could see the gas building up inside her, ready to burst forth in another powerful fart. And when it did, Pietra was there, eagerly inhaling the heady scent.
From that day forward, Pietra's relationship with Rosalia and Lolly progressed to a new level. They would often find her standing behind them, her nose buried in their farts, or watching them as they passed gas on the couch, their ample rumps rising and falling with each release.
And even though she knew that one day this fantasy would inevitably end, for now, Pietra was content to live in a world filled with farts and the two gassy maids who provided them.
