(TEASER) High on Life Chapter 4 - Fantastic Fumes.
Story by HumbleHeretic on SoFurry
Careful what you wish for...
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Warning: This chapter depicts vivid description of FART FETISH KINKS & TORTURE.
High on Life Chapter 4 - Fantastic Fumes.
Written by HumbleHeretic
"I actually got this thing a while ago, but I never got the chance to use it until now."
A feeling of tough rubber as the mask hugs the front of my face over my nose and mouth. It clings tightly like the suction cup of an octopus with no gaps to allow air in and out. It seems suffocating at first, however I'm able to breath just fine with a hissing sound coming from the round port on the side. Other than that, the front portion of the mask is made of a material like clear acrylic, giving Jazz a clear view of my nose and mouth locked inside.
"I was actually wondering if it'd been worth it saving up to buy it, and then you came along~?"
The Skunkboy is over me while I'm lying on my back again, he places the smallest amount of his weight on his butt that's pressed against my swollen belly. Inside is his fresh seed that he pumped down my throat only minutes ago, while my belly had already shrunk a decent bit since then thanks to my seemingly magical metabolism, I can still vividly taste his cock and jizz in my mouth. At the same time, the peckish feeling I had from waking up was now completely gone, the rumours that human could subsist on anthro semen seemed to be proven true.
Jazz's face is over mine, his long hair casting a shadow while his heterochronic eyes stare into mine. His hands on my face go around to the back of my head and I feel the mask getting even tighter on my face as he gradually secured the strong buckle. My heartrate rises as he secures it, this is clearly unlike the mask that came included with the pipe with a quick-release mechanism. Once it was put in place, it'd take a much longer time to get it undone. It felt dangerous in a way, and it was only making me more excited.
By the way, I should probably also mention the fact that I’m tied up. Not metaphorically of course, literally tied up with common rope! My hand are bound together like a hog’s with long ropes extending to the sides behind my head and wound around the posts of the old style headboard. The same situation is taking place at my feet, in this way, when I say that I’m completely at the Skunkboy’s mercy, I really mean that shit.
My compromising position fills my head with nervous thoughts before I suddenly feel the back of my head warm up like there was some kind of energy passing near.
"Oh, I probably should have told you. This mask won't come off until at least an hour has passed, even if I inject my mana back into it."
"Huh?!"
I didn't hear about that!
"Relax, it's just a bit of skunk gas, you've got nothing to worry about. See, even this little guys here agrees~?"
"Mnf~!"
He reaches back and grabs the tip of my throbbing rod that he'd just sucked dry. Every dominating action of the Skunkboy's directly make me more aroused no matter how nervous it makes me inside, clearly I'm more of an irredeemable pervert that one would think. And I just happened to have fallen in the hands of such a sadistically playful Skunk of all people.
"Another thing, this filter on this side will act as a pressure release, but more than that, it'll stop all the stinky gas from escaping."
Clearly this mask and tube set had been specially designed for fart torture! Though whether or not it was approved to be used by skunk anthros was questionable.
"And this tube, it's just a regular clear tube I bought off Amazon."
In other words,
"Everything that comes out of my butt is going straight to your face, no filtration, no regulation, just raw farts straight from my ass. All of the pure stink with all the addictiveness of real skunk gas."
He leans in super close and whispers in my ear as my heart starts pounding like crazy.
"You know this is my first chance to really gas someone, I don't know if I'll be able to hold back. A whole hour, breathing nothing but the pure, nasty, stinky gas from my butt. Fuck, I'm so horny~?"
The feeling is definitely mutual, even the slight fear I'm feeling right now is completely outweighed by my retched inner desires. I'm still not sure if I'm really ready for this, however Jazz has no intention of waiting any longer. The Skunkboy holds the cup-like end of the clear tub and brings it behind him. I feel his weight life off my swollen belly as his tail sticks all the way up and he positions the end of the tub between his plump ass cheeks. I can only imagine the tube slotting between his doughy mound and the clear cup ending up right over his bright pink butthole.
"Ready?"
"I,"
At this moment I'm hesitating, even I'm beginning to have doubts whether or not I'm really ready for this. Before I have a chance to express these doubts though,
FFFTTTSSFFFTT~
"Oops, I let a little bit slip out."
I only heard a sudden faint hissing noise that was amplified by the tube over his butthole while the Femboy covered his mouth with a naughty expression on his face! My eyes open wide as my heart starts pounding, whether I was actually ready or not, there's a faint mossy green discolouration overtaking the inside of the tube and streaming towards the mask on my face! The fact that I could actually visually see his gas made the whole process all the more intimidating, however there was nothing I could do as it soon reached my face!
“Ugh- Grgh!”
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