A Day at the Office for the Gassy BBW
As I sat at my desk, my mind was already on the task at hand when the beautiful goddess known as thic walked in. Her curves filled out her tight business suit to perfection, drawing attention from everyone in the office. She approached my workstation with a smile, but there was something different about her today. She seemed distracted, almost preoccupied with something else.
"Hi Eddy," she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "I need your help with something."
My heart skipped a beat as she continued to speak, her words sending shivers down my spine. She placed her laptop on the desk in front of me, before taking a seat on the edge, her plump bottom hovering just above my face. I couldn't believe what was happening!
"I have some work to do, and I'm going to need you to be my seat," she explained casually, as if this were a normal request. "Just do your best not to move, okay?"
With that, she settled herself comfortably onto my face, her weight pressing down on me like a ton of bricks. I tried to catch my breath, but it was already becoming difficult. The scent of her perfume mixed with the warmth of her body, making it almost impossible for me to concentrate on anything else.
As I struggled beneath her, thic continued to work on her laptop, completely oblivious to the fact that she was suffocating me. Every so often, she would pause and take a deep breath, filling her cheeks with air and causing my world to spin. I tried to catch the fumes in my mouth, hoping for just a taste of her intoxicating scent.
Time seemed to stand still as we sat there like this, her ass planted firmly on my face. I could feel my willpower slowly fading away, replaced by a strange sense of euphoria. This was unlike anything I had ever experienced before.
And then, without warning, thic stood up and lifted her butt off my face. I gasped for air, sucking in great gulps of air as I struggled to catch my breath. As I coughed and wheezed, she turned around to face me, a mischievous glint in her eye.
"How are you doing over there, Eddy?" she asked teasingly. "Feeling a bit gassy?"
Before I could respond, she lowered her ass back onto my face, trapping me beneath her once again. This time, however, she didn't hold back. With every breath she took, she farted directly onto my face, the stench of her gas filling my nostrils and making me lightheaded.
As the minutes ticked by, I began to lose track of time. All that mattered was the rhythm of her breathing and the intoxicating scent of her farts. I didn't know how long we sat like this, but when she finally stood up, I felt as if I had been through a war.
"Thank you, Eddy," she said, giving me a warm smile. "Your help is truly appreciated."
With that, she walked away, leaving me lying there on the floor, my mind reeling from the experience. It was a day I would never forget, and one that had completely changed the way I saw things.
