Thay Flores, a renowned celebrity with a curvy figure and an enormous behind, was known for her eccentricities. One of them included ordering her personal assistant, Melissa Ramos, to perform various tasks that often left the latter feeling embarrassed and humiliated. Today was no different.
"Melissa, I need you to do something for me," Thay said casually, not even looking at her assistant. She was busy recording a video for her fans, who eagerly awaited her latest content.
Melissa, knowing better than to argue or question her boss's orders, nodded obediently. "Yes, Mistress Thay. What do you need me to do?"
Thay turned to face her with a smug grin on her face. "I want you to get on your knees and open your mouth wide."
Melissa's heart sank. She had a bad feeling about this. Nevertheless, she knelt down in front of Thay and parted her lips, waiting for instructions.
"Good girl," Thay purred, her fingertips tracing Melissa's chin upwards. "Now, I want you to take my fat ass cheeks into your mouth and hold them there."
Melissa hesitated for a moment before complying, taking a deep breath to prepare herself for the task at hand. As she gently cupped Thay's plump cheeks between her lips, she could feel the warmth emanating from her boss's skin. But it wasn't long before she felt something else: a rush of air as Thay began to fart directly into her mouth.
The smell was overpowering, causing Melissa to gag reflexively. But she forced herself to remain still, her eyes watering as she tried to keep from throwing up. She could feel Thay's farts hitting the back of her throat, making her gag even more.
After what felt like an eternity, Thay finally stopped farting and pulled her cheeks out of Melissa's mouth. "Good girl," she said again, running her fingers through Melissa's hair. "Now, you just have to hold the weight of my big ass for the rest of the video."
Melissa groaned inwardly, knowing that this was going to be a long and uncomfortable shoot. She felt like her cheeks were already sore from holding Thay's ass cheeks in her mouth. But she knew better than to complain; after all, it was her duty as the assistant of Thay Flores.
The rest of the day passed in a blur for Melissa. She tried her best to ignore the smell emanating from Thay's backside and focus on her tasks as an assistant. But every time Thay moved or shifted positions, Melissa was reminded of the discomfort she had to endure.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the video shoot came to an end. Melissa gladly stood up, stretching her aching cheeks as she watched Thay pack up her equipment. She couldn't wait to get home and take a long, hot shower to wash away the stench of Thay's farts.
As they walked towards the exit, Melissa couldn't help but feel a sense of dread. She knew that this wasn't the last time Thay would ask her to do something like this. And yet, despite the humiliation and discomfort, she also felt a strange sense of loyalty towards her boss. After all, it was her duty as an assistant to do whatever it took to make Thay happy.
