This choice: She farts, knocking you out... • Go Back... She wiggles her enormous butt on top of you, getting comfortable. You feel a massive rumble from her stomach, and you scramble as best you can to get out from under her, but she's just too heavy. She gets up from her squat and you think you've lucked out, but she comes down again, even harder than before. Again and again she gets up and drops down, smushing you farther and farther into her ass, until you begin to come up with her when she comes up, and you're wedged so far up her ass you can't move. Meanwhile her stomach has been rumbling louder and louder, a predecessor of things to come.
"Oh man, this one is gunna be a doozy Lily, you may want to clear out! On second thought, come here, I want you to smell this one."
"Yes, Missy," you hear a tiny voice say.
"That will teach you to question my authority as head cheerleader, won't it?"
"Yes, Missy."
Lily climbs into the ballpit behind Missy, standing behind her humongous booty, "bury your face in there, I want you to get the full effect."
"Yes, Missy," she complies.
Missy reaches back and pushes Lily's head more fully into her butt crack, and just in time, for at that moment a tidal wave of gas began pouring out of her. It was a good thing too, for without her hand forcing Lily's face to remain there she surely would've been blown away by the force. As it was, the ball pit balls flew everywhere, as did any small children in the immediate vicinity. Their parents were knocked down and knocked out by the force and smell of her gas, and the tables, chairs, and even the heavy cast iron cooking fixtures vibrated to such an extent that they began dancing across the floor. Once the smell hit the main restaurant those patrons and employees who didn't make it out in time were quickly subdued by her gas. At the epicenter of the blast, needless to say you are quickly knocked out.
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