Warning: The following story contains graphic depictions of Fart Fetish material and Watersports.
Spiritual Debauchery Part 2 – Take a whiff, save a life.
Written by HumbleHeretic
[The battles are heating up now as we make our way into the semi-finals. Surprisingly, we had a few fan favourites drop out early!]
[Well, it’s not that surprising. Last’s year’s winner won’t always make it far, especially with all of the gyms ramping up on investments lately. We’re seeing a few underdogs making a name for themselves this year!]
[And boy does it make for a surprising show, the turn out this year has been absolutely phenomenal!]
The camera panned over to the audience stands that were packed to the limit, eliciting a loud cheer and a wave from the excited spectators.
The Regionals had become an event popular enough for seats to be sold out mere hours after booking went live. Those that couldn’t make it into the venue instead formed large crowds around the massive stadium while watching in excitement upon the large projections hung up all around the stadium.
On the screen was the scene of two Masters facing off, each with impressive looking spirits that gave off auras of dominance. The two displayed a level of control unbefitting of those their age as they fought.
One had obviously been nurtured by his clan from a young age while the young lady opposite of him seemed to have brought herself up to where she was through hard work and perseverance.
It was exactly the type of match-up that made the crowd most excited.
[Waaaahhhh!!!!!]
The sound of the crowd’s cheering bled through the speakers below your TV.
While most people your age were in the stadiums, in the crowds, or watching at a cineplex, you were sitting on your living room floor while watching on your regular old flatscreen.
Others may find it disappointing, however you were more than satisfied with your current set-up. And a big reason for this was that you had already experienced all that the Regionals had to offer, for you had already been on the very centre stage that was producing all of the hype.
You vaguely recalled when you had stood on the field with your one and only partner. Things had been exciting at first, however the mood of the entire competition changed as the matches progressed, the cause of this being the way you had effortlessly swept through the entire roster with little to no suspense. At the end of the day, the Regionals were an event meant to draw a crowd, however, how many people actually wanted to see fight after fight where the expected result was achieved in an instant? It certainly did a lot to damage the event’s ratings.
It was for this reason that you had gracefully stepped down from the stage, or at least that was how you described the outcome to others when they asked about it. You weren’t exactly all that keen on telling people that you’d received an indefinite ban from participation after unsuccessfully trying to refute a two-year suspension.
But the past was the past, and now you were more that satisfied with watching the events at home, outside of the spotlight while chilling alongside your partner. And speaking of your partner…
Crunch!
A crunch was heard amidst the cheering, and you looked down at Emherald who was laying her upper body across your lap. Her long silver hair cascaded down your thigh and her large ear thingies were perked up as if she were listening intently at the announcements. However, the expression on her face was one of boredom as she reached her hand back into the bag resting on your knees. Between her claws as she pulled her hand out of the bag was a large cookie with a hard crust that she then brought to her maw and crunched down on, causing crumbs to fall on your lap.
With your Primordial Spirit around, there was hardly a need to work hard to earn money as all it took was casually sweeping through a mystic zone to earn you a tidy living. Most of your days were therefore spent in relaxation. While you lazed about, Emherald would often come along and wordlessly snuggle up to you, using your body like some sort of pillow like what she was doing right now.
It was a truly tranquil scene when looking in from the outside, however you were unable to relax as you watched the gluttonous spirit down one bag of snacks after the other. Already there was a small pile of plastic bags and rappers forming near where her large tail swished about on the carpet.
One thing to know about spirits was that they didn’t actually need food to survive. They mostly sustained themselves on the naturally occurring spiritual energy present in the world. The powerful ones like Emherald especially thrived on this energy.
Despite this there were still people who fed their spirits with specially made snacks, however human food was a big no-go.
Different spirits tended to react differently to the introduction of foreign matter into their systems, most of these reactions were negative. görükle escort Therefore, it was a common rule of thumb to never feed your spirit with human foods without doing thorough research into their physiology.
And yet here you were letting your spirit gorge herself, on junk food no less. Others would be sure to condemn you if they saw this scene, however you knew better than anyone that human food posed little to no problem to Emherald. As a matter of fact, she regularly ate what you ate when you ate it. It wasn’t like she actually needed to consume anything, it was more so that she simply enjoyed the taste.
However, this didn’t mean that she was completely free from the adverse effects of her vanity. It was right to say that human food posed little to no problem to Emherald, however that was speaking only for the Spirit herself. In regard to those around her at the time, there was an issue that could actually prove catastrophic if not handled properly.
GRRRRLLKKGGG
As if on cue, a concerning noise was heard from the Spirit’s belly, and this was the most basic indicator that it was time to fulfil your daily duties as Emherald’s master.
With the final cookie from the bag crammed into her maw, the Spirit wordlessly got up from your lap while keeping her eyes on the screen.
She then leaned over to the other side and laid down the other way so that her head rested on her arm on the carpet while her large rear was pointed right at you!
The sunlight peeking through the window vaguely revealed the cryptic pattern within the darks scale’s adorning her plump backside, while her tail was slowly raised to reveal her flaccid cock and balls as well as her lady parts that had remained hidden until now!
If anyone doubted her gender before, they would have to think twice when they saw her feminine sex. The labia were the same silver colour as her scales while a warm pink colour could be made out through her tight slit.
It was a sight you were accustomed to seeing yet you still couldn’t help but get distracted ever time. You only came to yourself when another rumble sounded from the Spirit’s gut, and you remembered your duty just in time for the tip of Emherald’s tail to curl around the back of your neck.
It seemed like she had quickly grown impatient because of your gawking. With one leg stretched all the way out and the other curled up with the knee to her stomach, the Spirit applied a gentle force in her tail the caused you upper body to tilt and lower towards her while your head was brought closer and closer to her doughy ass!
You quickly adjusted yourself into a belly down position and let Emherald’s tail carry your head as the spirit in question ripped open another bag of cookies and continued to observe the ongoing match.
Inch by inch your face was brought closer and closer to Emherald’s behind until your belly brushed against the carpet. By then you could already feel the warmth of her pudgy caboose on your face. However, as you got closer, your head moved away from the tight snatch that’d been taking up your vision and instead travelled more upwards. What then entered your vision was the Spirit’s large, tight, slightly pink butthole that was positioned right below her thick tail!
You inevitably grew nervous as your face was brought within an inch of the Spirit’s sunken anus. Even though this was something you would do practically every day, it didn’t change the fact that it was a horrible experience, and that was putting it mildly!
As Emherald’s flaccid meatpole brushed against your chest and her pillowy balls settled against your chin, your face finally squeezed into the deep crack of her butt. Further and further, your face sank into the warm depth’s of Emherald’s ass with your nose was positioned right over her wrinkly pooper!
Surprisingly enough, there was no foul smell to be had from the Spirit’s butt hole that smooshed right up against your open nostrils, however you knew better than anyone what to expect from the softly twitching hole.
With your head now snuggly in place between her warm, springy ass cheeks, Emherald’s thick tail released your neck, and starting from the root, the entire appendage relaxed and slowly draped over your head, it’s sheer weight causing your head to sink even deeper into the crack of the Spirit’s butt. Your face and especially your nose was pressed firmly to her warm tailhole until the rest of her long tail settled onto your back, the entire length of it running all the way down past your legs.
You lay in complete, hot, stuffy darkness. Every breath you took was befouled by the slight muskiness of the Spirit’s butt. The loud sound of cheering now sounded muffled and distant, leaving you with only the ambience of Emherald’s body in living motion. Especially prevalent was the gurgling of her gut that was transmitted straight to your eardrums while your ears were pressed to her slightly moist, inner butt cheeks.
Emherald continued to snack on the remainder of the cookies bursa merkez escort while watching the TV screen. You on the other hand was fully missing out on the exciting, but not really, semi-finals as you were literally face deep in your Spirit’s pudgy ass.
For a while you remained there, lying still and breathing in her scent when a much more audible grumbled sounded from her gut and rocked your eardrums. As if in response, the Spirit butthole began to bulge against your nose and you clutched your eyes shut, desperately trying to prepare yourself for what was about to happen.
PPPPPprrRrPPPRRRRRrrrrrRRrrrlllBBRRRrRTTttttttttt
The sound that was like a lawnmower in the silent hours of the morning was barely muffled by a combination of the Spirit’s thick tail and your entire head plugging her behind as a guttural belch of baleful butt broth spewed like a geyser from Emherald’s gaping pooper!
The sound that was dampened on the outside was rattling your eardrums from right at the source, however, it wasn’t the sound of the bubbly fart echoing in your ear canal that was the problem.
The hot, soupy gas erupted from the Spirit’s tailhole with enough force to cause your nose to ache, if not for your special physique as a Master, there would probably be danger of your nose being blown clean off your face!
However, maybe that would’ve been a better alternative as your endurance allowed for the majority of the rotten shit vapour to stream directly into your nasal cavity where your sinuses were baked in an ungodly stench that was unlike anything a normal human could endure!
It was like a soup composed of spoiled and decaying vegetables was reconstituted with decomposing cheese sauce and topped off with a generous helping of rotten eggs!
It was a truly revolting smell that one would only associate with illegal chemical weaponry, yet it was naught but a gas bomb that was so casually expelled by the snacking Spirit who was nonchalantly watching a match she wasn’t even that interested in. And most if not all of the noxious vapour was pumped directly into your nostrils with you face smothered to the limit in the Spirit’s fat ass. The rancid smell of the gas was enough to send one on a hallucinogenic trip, yet your lungs kicked into high gear as you tried desperately to snort up all of the foul ass-air, no matter how badly it sizzled in your nose!
And as for why you were currently huffing Emherald’s farts like your life depended on it, there was actually a good and legitimate reason… no, really.
Emherald was a special entity in many, many ways.
As the Avatar of Life and Death, she possessed a dual attribute of two of the most profound principles of existence, Life and Death. As a Spirit, this duality gave her two forms: Deathbringer and Lifegiver.
Her Lifegiver form was the golden and black form she’d undertook when fucking your face the day before. This form was accompanied with accompanied the insatiable urge for the Spirit to spread life in the form of sowing her seed. This urge was always remedied by letting her dump a fat hot load down your gullet or straight up your ass. It was no exaggeration to say that you getting fucked like a sow was a regular daily occurrence.
On the opposite end of the spectrum was her Deathbringer form; her default form that she maintained when she wasn’t trying to impregnate your various holes. This form not only greatly excelled in combat, but it also came with another quirk.
Any regular food that Emherald ate was rapidly broken down and decomposed by her body’s natural deathly energy before it was ejected in on of its most primitive states, a horrible bout of rancid flatulence. The hot fart that’d just been pumped into your nostrils was just a small taste of the hell that Emherald regularly unleashed upon your sinuses on a daily basis.
However, it wasn’t the atrocious smell that was the problem, but rather one of the reason for why her gas smelt so bad in the first place.
The gas that formed as a result of the breakdown ends up containing trace amounts of Emherald’s death factor. This foreign power could have harmful and even lethal effects on any living organism that it was to come in contact with.
Simply put, Emherald’s farts were deadly, both figuratively and literally.
It was a problem that could easily become something serious if handled improperly, however you were of no mind to bar your Spirit from enjoying the things she did, human food being one of those things.
Therefore, you were left with no other choice(?) but to come up with a stop-gap solution. As Emherald’s master, in name at least, you were completely immune to her life and death factors. And it was a good thing too, otherwise you could have really ended up pregnant by now, biology be damned in the face of the Spirit’s profound powers!
This meant that her gas didn’t have the effect on you that it did on other organisms.
The solution that you came up with in the bursa sınırsız escort end was that she could eat whatever she wanted, and you would deal with the aftermath.
“Deal with the aftermath”, it sounded valiant on paper, however all it really amounted to was you shoving your head as deep into her ass as it would go as she lets loose her toxic farts right in your face!
PPPRRRRRRrrRRrrPrRRRRrrrrrr
In this way, your lungs acted as a bio-filter for the putrid gut bombs that Emherald pumped into your nose and mouth!
PrRRAArrrppBBRRRTTttpPPPRRrRrtttt
The bubbly butt blast rattled both your head and the hard-wood floor. The retched gas was spewed with enough force to blow your head clean out of her cheeks, yet the Spirit’s thick tail held your head firmly in place while your head in turn kept the gas confined inside her crack. With nowhere else to go, all of the noxious fart fumes rushed straight into your airways!
The colour of the gas was a moss brown with faint streams of shimmering black laced within. The smell alone was enough to melt paint of the walls of your house, and this was no exaggeration. Your living room had actually been freshly painted after your failure to catch a particularly foul fart had caused the previous paintjob to rot and become discoloured. After that little mishap, the Spirit’s large tail holding your head in place as she cut loose had become mandatory.
SPppPRRRRllRrRRRLPPRRpttttttttsstttttttttt
A hot, moist anal expulsion had you gripping the carpet as you violently gagged after holding it in for so long. Even if you were immune to emerald’s death factor, you were in no way immune to the godawful smell of her brothy farts. Every laboured breath of the Spirit’s flatulence that was pumped wholesale into your nose and mouth was an indescribably foul experience. Your eyes watered uncontrollably while your tongue constantly spasmed amidst the incredibly thick smog of gruelling butt broth that was relentlessly pumped down your throat.
You had no choice but to hold your mouth open as your nose alone was nowhere near enough to catch the Spirit’s huge butt blasts.
PPPrRRRrrRGGRrrttRTTTTTttttttttttt
Each sputtering spew of rancid shit fumes ballooned your cheeks and bulged your throat. There was a feeling in your nose like you were snorting acidic vapour, though the pure corrosive toxicity of the farts could probably match.
At this point you were already spasming involuntarily from the egregious sensory overload, yet Emherald’s thick tail held firmly to your head, indicating that the gaseous onslaught was far from over.
“Are these really the strongest humans your town has to offer?”
FFFFFFFFPPRRrRRtTTttttttttt
The Spirit in question was still staring at the screen in mild boredom, offering her sharp criticisms while munching on the junk food that was the very cause of the horrible gas you were currently enduring. Not even a “pardon me” as she tensed her doughy glutes, flexed her hole and pumped your face full of her deadly gas.
It was amazing to think that even such light and delicious snacks could produce gas as foul as the dose you’d just choked down. The hot smog heavily discoloured the mucus in your gullet with its passing. It gathered in your slightly bulging belly liking a roiling cloud of acid rain. You could actually feel the warmth of the gas if you placed your hand on your belly.
Your sense of smell would take hours to recover from the stench engrained into every fibre of your sinuses.
BBbrrRRrrRRPPptTTtttPHHTTTHHRrRRpPTtt
A heavy blast caused your entire face to heat up! A thin stream of the toxic fumes brushed past your ears and escaped the tight seal of your tail-locked head in Emherald’s ass.
A large moth that had snuck in through a nearby window flapped it’s way over to you at this time, and it was very unfortunate to have encountered the leaked gas. The moment the moth came in contact with the remnants of the Spirit’s butt broth, it suddenly seized up and started to descend. However, before it could even make it halfway to the ground, it’s entire body began to disintegrate from the tips of its large wings all the way to the ends of it’s fine antennae. By the time it finally hit the ground, it was naught but a light puff of dust that was blown away on the wind.
You were completely oblivious to the moth’s untimely demise, all of your focus was on trying to stay conscious in the wake of Emherald’s atrocious gas that constantly trumpeted from her poop chute.
PprrRrPPPRRRRRrrrrrRRrrrsssspppBBRRRrRTTtttttttttt
“HwaaaaaAaaahhh~”
As this fart droned out, Emherald let out a yawn, briefly flashing her multiple rows of small yet incredibly sharp, pearly white teeth as well as her long black reptilian tongue. The sound of the plastic snack bag being crumpled up was heard before the doughy cheeks swallowing your face suddenly shifted.
Emherald lay fully on her stomach and let out another small yawn before folding her arms and resting her head on them like a pillow. The full weight of her long tail rested on your back as you both lay on your stomachs the floor in a position where one followed immediately after the other, your face still firmly smothered in the Spirit’s steamy, farty ass crack.