Mali lay on the floor, her face buried in a pile of pillows, attempting to block out the pungent stench that assaulted her senses. She closed her eyes tightly, willing herself to fall asleep despite the discomfort creeping up on her. But just as she was about to succumb to the temptation of slumber, she heard the soft rustling of fabric from behind.
With a sigh, she knew it was too good to be true. She rolled over slowly, trying not to move too much or incite the source of the foul odor. To her dismay, she found herself looking up at a pair of thick, sweaty cheeks belonging to none other than Thick Sistass's newest star, bumboo.
"What do you think you're doing?" Mali asked, her voice muffled by the cushions still clutched between her chin and chest.
bumboo smirked down at her, "I'm just having a little fun," she replied nonchalantly.
Mali looked away, feeling a wave of nausea wash over her. She tried to scramble out from underneath the larger woman, but bumboo's weight pinned her in place effortlessly. The sweat from bumboo's body soaked into Mali's clothes, making the situation even more unbearable.
"Don't you like it when I sit on your face?" bumboo purred, her hands settling on her ample hips.
"No," Mali said between clenched teeth, her eyes watering from the stench.
bumboo chuckled, a low rumble that vibrated through Mali's body. She lifted her butt off the floor slightly, letting out a long, low fart that wafted across Mali's face. The scent was overwhelming, making it hard for Mali to breathe.
"That's just a little preview of what's to come," bumboo said with a wicked grin.
Before Mali could protest, bumboo lowered herself onto her face again, trapping Mali beneath her plump rump. The pressure was intense, but it was nothing compared to the wave of nausea that washed over her as bumboo began to fart repeatedly onto her face. The stench was unbearable, and she felt like she was going to throw up.
"You like it, don't you?" bumboo taunted, leaning down to whisper in Mali's ear. "You're just too used to taking it up the ass all the time."
Mali shook her head, trying desperately to free herself from the smelly cheeks squashing her face. But bumboo's grip was too strong, and Mali could feel herself starting to get lightheaded from the lack of oxygen.
As she started to lose consciousness, Mali could only pray that this was all just a bad dream. But she knew deep down that it wasn't. She cursed her bad luck for getting caught under bumboo and promised herself she would never let something like this happen again.
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