Fart Torture Stories
Chapter nineteen: Scamp's Fart Addiction
Angel was eating in the kitchen by herself with Scamp hiding behind a wall that led right to the living room. He crept up behind Angel, managing to get behind her without being seen, and since Angel knew she was alone, she let out a grunt to indicate she was about to fart. Angel then ripped a loud and bassy five second fart right into Scamp's face without him knowing it, hitting him with a yellow cloud of rotten eggs that he whiffed right up (BRRRRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUP). Angel heard Scamp sigh of relief, turning around after sighing with concern. "Cmon Scamp; this can't go on forever."
Scamp didn't see anything wrong with loving Angel's farts, not seeing the high stakes that Angel was seeing. "It'll be fine Angel. We already did a couple of fart sex rounds, what's the harm in me whiffing them up in private?"
Scamp started to catch onto the fact that Angel was holding in her gas, making him excited inside for when it would come out. "Honestly, I'm starting to regret doing either of them. I loved doing them, but I don't know if it was worth it or not. It's almost as if you can't go a single day without smelling my farts, or even an hour without sniffing one."
"Angel, I'm fine." Scamp insisted, not seeing how unhealthy his obsession with Angel's gas was for him. He continued to defend himself as Angel's stomach growled again. "If I thought something was wrong, I would've told you instantly."
"That's just it Scamp. You DON'T think anything's wrong with you because you don't see this as-" Angel ended up stopping and standing still to hold in her gas, leaving Scamp to go behind her as soon as her butt vibrated a bit, leaving Scamp to put his mouth on Angel's butt. Angel released a loud and bassy thirty second fart right into Scamp's mouth, letting out a yellow cloud of rotten eggs right into him that made her butt vibrate violently (PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT). Angel was both annoyed, and relieved in the end of it. "Okay, I'm glad you stopped the others from hearing that, but this has to stop."
Scamp was still tasting Angel's fart, which was absolutely delicious to him as he spoke up about it. "Can I help it if your butt's so hot and your farts are so juicy that I wanna get all up in them?"
Angel sighed again, hoping she could help Scamp in this desperate time. "I guess not. Just promise me you'll try to cut back."
"Yeah, of course." Scamp responded, not wanting to disappoint Angel with Angel hoping she could trust him as she then allowed him to leave the room. Just as he did, Angel cut a ten second fart that let out a green cloud and reeked of kibble with her butt shown as she did it (phhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhht). Scamp tried his hardest to get the fart scent the best he could without getting caught, managing to get some of it and sighing of relief as he did.