COMMISSION- Nicole's Bigger Farts Part 02
Mark woke up only five minutes later, but smell of Nicole’s brutal fart was something that had given him a headache. The fact that she was still eating the broccoli didn’t help either. Now she was sitting back on the chair, typing on her computer as she waited for him to recover on the couch. The air inside the living room was unusual for Mark, unusual since it was made from Nicole’s inner gassiness. It carried a heavy pungent stink of rotten eggs, among other things, byproducts of the strong Mexican meal and the broccoli beginning to do its work on her bowels.
“That was amazing.” Mark said, nodding his head as he continued breathing the air. He didn’t have the full words to describe it yet, but it was something he had always wanted to feel. There was first the fantasy of a girl cutting a fine piece of cheese to stink up the room, that was one fantasy the one most fetishists had. But there was also the one of the girl cutting so much cheese that the