As Lucas leaves Dexa's office, Gaass takes notice- he can smell… something off about him. He's headed for the bathroom. Intrigued, he follows him.
He sees an occupied stall as he enters, taking the one adjacent. He hears wet farts spluttering out of Lucas. "God- it's green…" He hears him say. Once done, Lucas exits the stall, almost jumping out of his skin when he sees Gaass standing there. "What happened? Those were some pretty wet farts." Gaass asks, leaning against the wall. Lucas is radio silent. "Not gonna say anything? You're not at least proud of those farts?" Gaass scoffs, muttering, "You wouldn't make half a Slitheen…". Lucas is still silent, staring at Gaass with his bright blue orbs. "Listen, I know what happened- Theo can be a bit… friendly, huh?" Gaass sniffed again, smelling the scent of sex on Lucas. "Please- please don't say anything- he told me not to!" Lucas finally speaks, and Gaass tilts his head. "Hmm… well, in order for me not to say anything, you're gonna have to do something for me." He smirks, leading Lucas to drop to his knees immediately. "I'll huff your farts too, sir." He looks up at Gaass, tongue lulling. Gaass sighed. "Theo clearly did a number on you, huh? No, fart slut- I wasn't suggesting that." He grunted. "Listen. Put in twice the amount of work the next few days, and I won't say anything." Lucas nodded, standing up, but he was shoved back down. "No no no, I don't think so- you said you'd huff my farts, didn't you?" He smirked. Lucas just nodded, staring at Gaass's stomach. "You can have one now, and you can have as many as you like if your reports show you've put in twice the effort." He turned around, protruding his ass out. Lucas put both his hands strategically on the sides of the cheeks, slowly moving his face towards the suit trousers that held the skin suit's voluptuous ass. Gaass grunted, allowing himself to let loose for a moment, releasing a loud fart that immediately assaulted Lucas's sense. "Ahhh, that felt good to release… does it smell good, Lucas? Hm? Do you want more?" He turned around, smacking Lucas on the face. He nodded quickly, still processing the rank, but beautiful, gas he had just inhaled. "Yes, sir. I'll work so hard." Gaass just laughed; letting his more dominant side out for once felt good. "Now go, back to work." Lucas immediately stood, adjusting his suit trousers to conceal his boner, running out of the bathroom. Gaass just shook his head, sighing.
On the walk to his desk, he sees Lucas rapidly typing and filling out documentation. Damn, a few farts go a long way. He also sees Dexa at Ethan's desk- again. For the love of Clom, that man's sex drive was unfulfillable.
"I've been looking at gyms recently- I need to slim down a bit." Ethan said, patting his stomach. Dexa shook his head, "No, not at all- you look great as you are." He says, grasping Ethan's shoulder, who looks at the hand and smiles. "Well, even still… feels like you've been working out, your hands seem strong." A casual flirt. Dexa volleys back, "Well, it's pretty hard to find time, but… yeah. I'm pretty strong. I can lift an adult with one arm." That wasn't a lie, but of course Ethan laughs. Dexa makes a face, before realising it definitely isn't human to be able to lift someone, especially an adult, with one arm. He laughs too, eventually. "Well… I'd love to go to whatever gym you frequent- even if it's not often, with your busy schedule. And we could get coffee after?" Was this human asking him on a date? Usually the point of a date with Dexa was an easy hunt, but this felt… different. "Not that it's a date!" Ethan quickly adds, much to Dexa's disappointment. "Hah, of course it's not. Sure. I'll pick you up tomorrow, we'll go to the gym and we'll get coffee. Just write down your address and leave it on my desk by 5. I'll be at yours tomorrow at around 6:30?" Dexa then realises that Theo might not even have a car- and he hasn't even driven for some time, not after the disaster when he and Gaass posed as police a few years ago… Ethan just nods. "Yeah, that sounds nice." He smiles. "Hey, I'm surprised you haven't managed to ruin this wholesome moment with your farts." And on cue, Dexa let out a loud fart. "Who says my farts aren't wholesome?" The two laugh, and Dexa walks away, back to his office, leaving Ethan a laughing, coughing mess. As he passes Gaass, he winks. Gaass just shakes his head, rolling his eyes.
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By 5pm, Ethan had left his address, and his phone number, on Dexa's desk. Before Dexa left, Lucas walked into his office, shutting the door. Dexa smirked. "As much as I'd love to administer your favourite concoction, Lucas, I have plans this evening." Lucas looked down at his feet, seemingly disappointed. "But hey, don't worry. This tank will be full for you tomorrow." Dexa pat his stomach. "Plus, there's still the elevator ride down-." Before he could even finish, Lucas had grabbed his stuff and was walking to the elevator with his boss.
Gaass sees them leave, waving to his brother as he passes. He was staying late, keeping up appearances as the business manager. Across from him, Liam also stays late. Gaass gets up from his chair, farting quietly as he does, grunting at the release. Since his encounter with Lucas, he hadn't farted at all- he was holding them all in, just to conserve the air quality in the office. He grabs a document, waddling over to Liam. "Hey, Liam- sorry to be a pain, but could you try and get this paperwork done by the end of tomorrow? It's important for the prototype testing phase." His stomach tensed, as the gas swirled around his insides, desperately wanting to release. "Uhh, yeah sure, Mr. Reeves. Let me take a look." He took the document, adjusting his glasses as he looked it over. He couldn't make some of the words out, and the wording was a bit off anyway. "Uhh… could you explain some of these things to me?" He asks, and Gaass obliges, hovering over his shoulder and explaining some of the jargon. This human idiot still wasn't getting it. Gaass winced, as he continued to explain the same thing again and again.
"Are you okay, Mr. Reeves? You seem uncomfortable." Gaass grunted. "Just gas… trying to conserve the nice air we have." He moaned as a little bit of gas was released. "Just fart, man- have you heard Theo's office? That smell seeps out here, too." Liam says, still fanning his face, then continuing to ask questions. Gaass sighed with frustration- between the pent-up gas and the idiotic questions this imbecile continued to ask, he was at his last wits. He stormed into Dexa's office, grabbing the prototype, strapping it to Liam's head. "Hey- what's this? Is this the prototype? Hey-." Before he could question it any more, Gaass spoke, "Liam, you now understand everything that document says- you're going to work and finish that paperwork over the next hour and you are not going to say anything in response to my farts. Understood?" Liam didn't even say anything, he just grabbed a pen and started working. Gaass sighed in relief, grabbing the desk and letting out a barrage of farts- some quieter, some louder- but the end result meant an invisible stink cloud had enveloped the two. He noticed Liam had done as he asked- he wasn't reacting at all to any external stimuli.
After about half an hour, and three cups of coffee, Gaass was still watching Liam silently work. His speed was efficient- this would be good for the plan. The faster they worked out the kinks of this thing, the faster they could sell it and pay off his and Dexa's intergalactic warrant. He sighs, noticing things about Liam that he hadn't noticed before- he had a beautiful face and body. Could be a nice suit- but he and Dexa had made a pact not to kill any of these humans. Suddenly, he was thinking aloud. "I wish he'd give me a blowjob." Liam suddenly stood, much to Gaass's surprise. He knelt down, palming the crotch with his hand. "Woah- ah, didn't realise I said that aloud- oh, wow, you're really gonna– ohh..!" He gasped as Liam grabbed the limp penis in his hand, putting it into his mouth. His real Slitheen dick began to fill up the empty sack, hardening in Liam's mouth. "Ohhh, Clom, that's good…" Liam hums around his cock, focusing his tongue on the tip, driving Gaass crazy. "Ohh, Clom, you're gonna make me bust- in more ways than one." He rubs his aching stomach. He then has a brainwave- Liam will do anything he asks right?
About twenty minutes later, Gaass was stripped down to his naked skinsuit, sitting on Liam's face. Liam was going to town between his cheeks, making out with his tight hole- not that Gaass himself was very tight, but this suit had clearly never had this done to him. "Ohh, right there!" He moans, grinding himself on Liam's face, marking him with his natural scent. He strokes himself, farting as Liam sniffs them up like a good fart slut.
Suddenly, the door to the main office floor swings open. "Hah! You whore!"
It's Dexa, thank Clom. "Oh, shut up you idiot. Get over here." Gaass moans, sliding himself across Liam's tongue, his taste buds running over every nerve of his asshole. "Don't have to ask me twice." Dexa throws his skin suit's clothes off, immediately kissing Gaass, who stands up. "Eat Theo's ass." He commands, and pushes his brother to bend over the desk. Liam obliges, stuffing his face in between Dexa's plump cheeks. His skin suit bulges and squirms as he rips a massive fart, pushing Liam's face deeper into his cheeks. "Ohh, Clom, he feels good back there… one thing I love about these humans is their hair- feels so good back there." Dexa lulls out his tongue, and Gaass smirks. He stands next to Dexa, the two making out. He looks back at Liam, ordering him to give an equal amount of love to both the larger men. Liam goes back and forth, eating their asses and sniffing their farts. His face is red.
Dexa soon turns round. "Take my cum, fart slut." He splurges into Liam's hair, adding a streak of green to the crisp blonde. "Now, do my brother a favour and fuck him senseless 'til he cums." He orders, walking off to retrieve his skin suit's clothes. "Hey- wait!" Gaass protests, not thinking Liam would go that far. But he soon feels a hardness pressing against his entrance, and he moans out. "Ohh, fuck! Yeah, push it in!" Dexa just chuckles to himself, walking into his office. Liam's cock is met with resistance, farts fluttering out of Gaass's asshole as his skin suit's asshole widens. Luckily, Gaass has had practice… he'd taken in the ass many times. Liam pants, placing his hands on Gaass's hips and speeding up his thrusts. "I'm gonna cum, sir..!" Gaass just moans, soon feeling the familiar warm, sticky feeling inside his ass. With one last thrust to his pleasure spot, Gaass squirts cum over the desk; most likely staining it. As Liam pulls out, he grunts, sitting down on the floor and panting. Gaass turns around, looking down at him. "Okay. Listen here, fart slut. You're not gonna say a word about this to anyone here- only to me and my brother, Theo. Got that?" Liam nods, and Gaass removes the headset.
As consciousness returns to Liam, he looks round, confused. But he soon looks up at his manager and smiles. "Yes, sir. Gonna be hard keeping my hands off you both… if you ever need to fart at work, you can use my face, sir."