for me! "
She stood up from her resting position and aimed her homing gas- blaster towards the empresses face.
" Do be aware, I have much more control over my gas now that I'm awake so those lungs better be ready~! "
๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ฎ๐พ๐พ๐พ๐ท๐น๐น๐ฉ๐จ๐จ๐พ๐พ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐น๐น๐ท๐ท๐จ๐จ๐จ๐ฉ ~ ๐จ
Lena; although known for being a bit of a numbnut knew exactly what Mitsuru was giving off โ and she feed right into it~
" Really . . ? Well, that's great actually! I myself can't stand my own gas โ it's just to vile. But since you're such a big fan of it, you can filter them โ
After each and every fart. Of course Lena had to give a cherry on top of this all. Simultaneously make each cheek jiggle like jello, squishing Mei's throbbing bulge left and right~
Her stomach felt dense, barely any squish could be felt. A multitude of bubbles rolled off Mei's curious hands. This would be enough to finally awake the sleeping stinker, but rather then announce it to Mei she decided to feed into her little filth fest โ
Now finally having full control over herself she forcefully relinquished an almost half minutes worth of high frequency squeaking frowzy fumes.
Lena was overpowering Mei's gas by absolute miles. She may be chubby but the pilot is known to leave a skunk like residue โ
Loose of another batch of warm farts. You know, the ones where it stings whenever you let them rip. She let loose a moan of relief then followed up by shifting her rump up and down off the scientist bulge.
The warmth of the two heros gas permeated the comforter, soaking each other in the hellish gas zone.
Lena, being a heavy sleeper would take a lot more then the whitty chubs bulge to make her bat an eye.
She shifted herself, pressing her plump rear onto her crotch and letting โ
Her stomach rolled and gurgled. She was still bloated. If Mitsuru doesn't pipe up she'll have to deal with the rest of her gas - but this time under her ass ~
" Cool .แ? Absolutely not.แ You were nose deep in my as while i was sleeping โ you've got some explaining to do your highness .แ "
Lena was furious. She had the right to be in a scenario like this โ
In her ass. She didn't know better and assumed she was just being a pervert while she was sleeping "OI .แ MITSURU, YOU CREEPA, GET OFF OF MA ASS.แ "
Finally after enough tactics to try to awaken the fasting beauty her eyes slowly peered open. She gagged awakening to the foul order the engulfed her.
"Ugh .แ Was I blowing a storm while I was sleeping . . . ? "
The last thing she noticed was a red-headed girl, face deep โ
A soft moan slipped from her mouth, a sign of relief. She was still brewing more, if she didn't wake up soon Mitsuru would be set into a hotbox coma sooner or later .แ
๐ท๐ฉ๐๐๐ท๐ณ๐ฏ๐ท๐๐๐๐๐ณ๐ท๐๐ถ๐ถ๐น๐ถ
๐น๐ท๐ฏ๐ท๐๐๐๐น๐ถ๐ถ๐น๐๐๐๐๐น๐๐๐๐ฏ๐๐๐๐น๐ป๐ป๐ป!!!
Not holding back, Lena would give the empresses a magnitude scaled fart that could be compared to that of mustard gas. The whole sheet fluttered from the massive impact of her gas.