Face Full of Pet Man's Gas
Aria was already feeling flustered and a bit out of control. Her heart raced as she sat across from the Pet Man, her eyes locked on his impossibly handsome face. They were in a private room of the upscale salon, the door closed and the soft whirring of the ventilation system the only sounds filling the space. He was there to groom her, to make her look pretty for her date later that evening. But as she felt his strong hands on her shoulders, gently massaging the knots from her tense muscles, something inside her snapped.
She found herself leaning closer to him, breathing in his scent of freshly laundered fabrics and something musky, almost animalistic. And then she did it—she farted on his face. The audacity of it made her giggle uncontrollably, and she couldn't tear her eyes away from the look of surprise and disgust that crossed his features. He gasped loudly, pulling back from her suddenly, and Aria felt a rush of power surge through her veins.
"What was that?" the Pet Man asked, his voice shaking slightly. He wiped his hand over his face, leaving a faint sheen of perspiration there.
"Oh, nothing," Aria replied, grinning widely now. "Just a little surprise from me." She leaned in again, closer this time, her breasts pressing against his chest. Before he could react, she let out another loud fart right into his face. This time, she saw him gag reflexively, his eyes watering.
"Are you okay?" she asked mockingly, placing a hand on his shoulder reassuringly. "It must be the fumes from all those chemicals they use here." She leaned back in her chair, enjoying the look of discomfort on his face.
The Pet Man struggled to catch his breath, eyes locked on hers. He opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. His face turned beet red as he tried to escape from the oppressive cloud of gas surrounding him.
"Maybe you should step outside for some fresh air," Aria suggested with a smile. "I'm pretty sure it's safe now."
Reluctantly, the Pet Man stood up from his chair, steadying himself on a nearby counter. He took a deep breath, turned around, and walked towards the door. As he opened it and stepped out into the hallway, Aria let out one final, long fart, filling the room with the smell of her ass. She collapsed back into her chair, laughing hysterically at the look of horror on the Pet Man's face.
Aria couldn't believe she had just done that. But something about the power she felt, the control over another person's emotions, was exhilarating. And as she sat there in the quiet salon, the scent of her farts slowly fading away, she knew she wanted more of it.
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