Baby sitter sisters have fun using me as a rug *true story* NFVisage astounded by an unexpected passing of gas to their subordinate.
The look on his visage was sheer disbelief when they abruptly encountered a strong fart. Little did they know that this muffled gas would turn them into a bondman of their nameless force.
The wind expulsion held a bizarre power that subjugated her being.
Their face contorted in repulsion as the offensive stench of the flatulence filled the air. They cried out in agony as they realized they had become enslaved by this obnoxious flatulence. Each wind expulsion was a painful reminder of their enslavement. Their face now bore the sign of a fart peon.
A look of shock washed over their visage as they became an involuntary recipient of a potent blast of gas. The captivation caused by this flatulence was unexpected and overwhelming. Their face showed clear signs of their captivity to the unseen power within the gas. The wind turned them into a captive of its putrid grasp.
Their visage exhibited a mix of revulsion and awe as they yielded to the control of the fart. They struggled to mask their shame, but their enslavement was written all over their countenance. The fart had transformed them into a servant of the mysterious power, leaving them powerless and submissive. As a fart servant, their visage exposed the peculiar and unwanted connection they had established with this shameful act.
Their shocked visage reflected the entrancing power of the
gas that enslaved them. They were unable to conceal their puzzlement as the fart exerted its command over them. The gas release transformed them into a compliant servant with a countenance that showed their surrender. Their visage revealed the unwanted bondage they had fallen into, becoming a slave to the gas.
Their countenance changed from disbelief to fear as the fart established its mastery over them. They were caught
off guard by the unforeseen captivation caused by the gas release. Their countenance showed both their discomfort and their compelled surrender as they were transformed into a servant to
the potent wind. The gas explosion left an indelible mark on their visage, forever stamping them as a fart slave.
Their initial expression of disgust rapidly transformed into absolute surprise as they understood they had become a servant to the forceful fart. A mix of shame and wonder danced upon their countenance, revealing the captivation they now endured. Their visage betrayed the unforeseen connection they formed with the wind, turning them into a servant of its mysterious power. Every fart served as a constant reminder of their enslavement, etched on their countenance like a lasting stain.
Their facial expression shifted from displeasure to shock as they realized they were now a servant to the powerful fart.
A mixture of shame and intrigue manifested on their countenance, exposing the unwelcome connection they had formed with the gas. Their face showed their vulnerability as the flatulence had enslaved them beyond their control. Each gas release served as a painful reminder of their enslavement, making an indelible mark on their countenance.
- 04/13/01:39
- Detention with a Gassy Teacher Fart Fiction The Fart Closet
