Farce of Felix
by Felix The Average

WARNING: CONTAINS EPROCTOPHILIA. (A.K.A FART FETISH) READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

"G-Guhh!"

Felix groaned. How many times has he done this tonight? He tried not to think about it too much. He'd only start worrying if it began to hurt and feel sore, but he still was getting a couple ounces of pleasure.

Guilty pleasure.

It was a cold night. Felix laid up in his warm room, with every light in the house turned off, making it pitch black. The only source of light available was the light emanating from his phone, which he had set down after he had.. climaxed.

He took a deep breath, pulled his underwear back up and picked up his phone, ready to surf the Internet to get his mind off of his "other" side.

Felix looked at the screen, and an ocean of awkwardness washed over him. On his phone was a video bluntly titled "Sexy Girl Farting-2" on some backwater porn site. He quickly closed it out, breathing another deep sigh.

"GIRL FACEFARTING"

"GASSY MISTRESS TORTURES SLAVE"

"BEAN FARTS"

"BBW HUGE FARTS"

Felix obviously forgot how intense his little sessions can be, and video after video, tab after tab got closed out, he'd even turn his head so he wouldn't have to see the thumbnails again. After a couple of shameful feelings and a many taps of the X symbol, he just decided to cut his phone off and close his eyes..

"Why am I into this shit?" he thought to himself. "It's disgusting. If anyone found out I was into that, I'd have to move to another country. I mean, seriously. How many of my friends would laugh or call me weird-ass if they found out I liked chicks farting? It even sounds stupid.."

He rolled onto his back, looking straight up at the ceiling. "I just wish I didn't go crazy over this. It's weird, it feels weird, and it's a secret that I have to keep from literally everyone. I just wish.. I had a normal fetish, y'know? If there even is a such thing as a normal fetish.. hell, I guess anything's better than ass-gas. God, I hate myself." 

Felix eventually drifted off into sleep, due to his mind being clouded and cluttered with hateful thoughts to himself, and his unusual fetish. His distaste for it ran deep in his mind, his very being. But unfortunately for him, not even the tightest mental chains could keep his kinks from escaping his head.
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"BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP!!!"

Saturday morning. Felix, used to his alarm clock tormenting him every morning, groggily reached his hand out and gave it a nice tap, trying to put it in snooze mode. But, his life wasn't that easy, and he accidently switched the radio mode on.

"You used to call me on my cell phone.. late night when you need my looove.."

"Oh my fuck." Felix cursed, gritting his teeth in annoyance. He moved his hand all over the clock, trying to find a way to effectively put it in snooze mode or just any sort of way to shut it the hell up! His angry fideting only made him turn the volume up even louder.

"AND I KNOW WHEN THAT HOTLINE BLING! THAT CAN ONLY MEAN ONE THING! EVER SINCE I LEFT THE CITY, YOU!"

Felix's sleepy actions led him into a state of "Fuck it" and he yanked the alarm clock's cord from the wall, where the room fell silent again. He gave a sigh of relaxation.

Where was he? Oh yeah, Saturday morning. He was off today, so he decided he was gonna be bedridden. To him, nothing was better than being in bed, surrounded by an army of soft blankets and pillows. And most importantly, having complete, tranquil silen-

*CRACKKK!*‎

His eyes shot open as he heard the noise, orginating from his kitchen. It sounded like.. Someone dropped a plate? But he washed dishes yesterday, all of them should still be in their cabinets. His heart pounded in his chest as he came to an eerie conclusion: Someone was in his kitchen.

*thud thud thud*... *Slam!*

He heard their footsteps and the slamming of the cabinet doors. What could they be looking for? Surely they came to rob something more than just food, right? And for burglars, they certainly weren't being sneaky. Felix slowly got out of bed, still in nothing but his underwear. He slipped on his pajama pants, but didn't bother putting on a shirt; he needed to confront the situation ASAP.(and also because he was too lazy to find one.)

He looked around for a potential weapon, scanning the room. Finding nothing, He quickly realized how defenseless he actually was. He sighed. "Guess I'm goin' in swinging.."

He tip-toed from his room, slowly into the living room, and finally into the doorway that led into the kitchen, where he peeked in, trying to remain hidden. His eyes darted back and forth, trying to find his extremely loud intruder. But alas, he found nothing but opened cabinets and a broken plate on the floor.

"Huh. They probably bailed after they dropped the plate.. Lucky me." Felix exhaled, his guard lowering. He went into the kitchen and looked around, satisfied that the crisis was averted. He bent over and examined the broken plate, before looking up.


And meeting someone else's gaze.


"HOLY SH-!" Felix screamed, jumping onto his back and crawling away. "WHO! WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU!?"


The intruder said nothing. Only tilted their head as they stared at Felix.

Felix's breathing became very erratic, to put it simply: he was terrified. His eyes went wide as he examined the mysterious house intruder.

It.. well.. She. It was a female, judging on the looks. She stood very prominently, her hands behind her back as if she was shy. She had light, emerald green skin with flowing, ebony hair that curled up at the end. She was barely clothed, sporting a solid jet black t-shirt with a large skull right in the center, and a pair of frilly, cotten white panties that hugged her oh so wonderfully. She had enourmous breasts, large enough that it almost made the skull on her chest 3-D, and in terms of largeness, her ass wasn't so different. Big enough to swallow a man's head and Felix was secretly wondering how she wasn't ripping those panties. But he shook his head. Who was this woman!?

"I'll.. ask this again, lady.." Felix said, getting up. "Who are you and why are you in my house?"

She opened her mouth, but closed it. She obviously changed her mind last second about speaking.

"Tell me who you are or I'm calling the cops."

The unknown figure extended her arm towards him as she was about to tell him not to, but quickly retracted it. She looked so nervous, almost as if she'd shake apart. She nibbled on her fingers as she stared at Felix with her bright green eyes.

"...Well?" Felix continued, feeling a bit more confident over the situation.

"...I-I..I'm.. I'm a.. uhm..." She stuttered over her words. Felix just raised his eybrow at her and gestured for her to go on. There was a moment of silence before her stomach broke it.


GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.....

She winced as she felt it, a large mass of air shot through her bowels as she clutched her stomach. The impending wave of foul fumes awaited between her cheeks, and it took every ounce of her being to keep it held in.

"Ooooh.." She moaned. The slightest movement could set her off, she was a ticking time bomb. She bit her lip as she looked at Felix, who began walking towards her.

"Look, if you're not gonna explain, then you're gonna have to leave my- wait, what are yo-"

Before he could say anymore, the mysterious figure turned around and presented her ass at Felix, pushing it out. She gave a cute, feminine grunt and released her insanse bowel pressure. "Hnng!"

BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLTTTTTTTTTT!!!!

A massive, raunchy windstorm of flatulence rocketed out of her ass, invading the kitchen instantly and devouring every molecule of oxygen, leaving only a toxic stench of rotten meat and eggs. It caused Felix to be flown back into a wall, where he started coughing; from the pain and the stench.

"*Cough cough* Dear God.. that.. that fucking reeks!" 

She stood there with her mouth wide open, toungue hanging out in relief. "Ahhhh..." She breathed. She quickly regained her composure and ran over to Felix, helping him up.

Felix looked at her once more. "Just.. who the hell ARE YOU!?"


"I'm.." She started. "I'm your fetish."

 

PART 2

She sat on the couch, hands in her lap, biting her lip anxiously as she tried not to make eye-contact with her creator. She felt another grumble in her abdomen and she slowly tilted over, allowing free passage for her inhuman smelling gas.

PRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT!

She stayed in that slightly leaned position as she furrowed her brow, giving another push.

PrrrrrrTTTT!

"Ahh.." She sighed. She looked up at Felix, who was not amused in the slightest. She cleared her throat before speaking. "I'm sorry... My belly has been so upset ever since I left.."

Felix sat in a chair that he pulled up, and sat across from her. He studied her with his arms crossed with a dubious look on his face. He raised his eyebrow as he heard those last few words. "Left? What do you mean left? Left where?"

She sighed. "Left you.. Well, more specifically, your head. I felt.. sad."

Felix leaned over and put his head in his hands, exhaling deep. He was confused to the point where he was getting irritated. He was here, on his day off, dealing with some unknown broad who claims she came from his head. This Saturday was going great, he thought sarcastically. He took a deep deep breath before immidieatley gagging on her ninja-like SBD. "Gack! Ugh!" Felix yelled, waving his hand in front of his face frantically. "Look, can you PLEASE warn me before you just crack one off like that? I don't know if I've smelled anything this rancid before.. bleh.."


"I-I'm sorry! I can't help it.." She said, her voice getting lower as she put her head down, distraught.

Felix looked at her as he could see tears form in her eyes. He suddenly felt a wave of guilt come over him and realized how much of a jerk he was being. He decided he would be a bit more.. passive. I mean, it wasn't like she tried to kill him, right? Well. His sense of smell was a different story. But he digressed.

"Sigh," Felix began. "Look. I'm sorry. It's been a crazy morning.. I woke up to someone in my kitchen, who then proceeded to blast me into a wall, and is now farting up a storm. On top of that, she claims she came from my head. Do you see my frustration?"

She met his gaze and wiped her eyes, sniffing. She nodded her head.

"Alright. Now, let's take it from the top. Who exactly are you?"

She sat up as she spoke, feeling a bit more at ease. "I'm your.. fetish. You created me and I've been in your head for as long as I can remember.. You spent so much time thinking about me and I thought you liked having me be a part of you but.. but last night.." She trailed off as she started sniffling again.

"Last night..." Felix repeated, remembering what he had said.

"Yes.. Last night, you.. you said you hated me. So.. I left..."

Felix pointed to her, snapping his fingers. "That, that right there. You keep saying you left but how exactly were you able to leave..? The last time I checked, fetishes weren't able to just get up and leave the person's head. And if they did leave, they certainly didn't come out as living, breathing person."

She folded her arms. "If you're looking for an explanation, I don't have one. I exist, and that's all I can tell you. And it wasn't just me in there, either. There's tons of manifestations that have set up shop in your head, but I was the only one with enough willpower to actually leave. You know, after you said you hated me. You never told stupid Vore fetish you hate her! So, why do you hate me!?" She raised her voice at Felix, the anger in her voice getting more noticeable.

Vore fetish.. Felix quickly shoved that thought away from his mind. "Woah, Woah. Hey, calm down. I know what I said last night.. After I get done.. y'know.. I always get a feeling of disgust and regret. Like every other guy does. It's just something I felt, and I expressed that feeling a little too harshly. I don't hate you.." Felix explained. "If anything it's not you. It's me."


Felix took a moment to take in the situation. He never thought he'd see the day where he would explain to his fetish why he doesn't hate her.


"So.. you don't hate me?" She said, a giddy grin made it's way on to her face.

Felix smiled back. "No. I don't hate you."

She screamed for joy, piercing Felix's ear drums. She bolted from her seated position and tackled Felix out of his chair, right onto the floor where she straddled him and began drumming her hands on his chest as she sang a phrase. "Felix doesn't hate me! Felix doesn't hate me! Felix doesn't hate me!~"
 
She then started bouncing up and down as she waved her hands, and Felix's member began waking up at the new, sudden movement.

"Okay, okay. Calm down.." He said. He patted her thick thighs as a gesture to tell her to get off, but she wouldn't budge.

"I can't calm down! I'm too happ-"

RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL....

What sounded like an angry lion emitted from the girl's stomach. It was frightningly loud, and had Felix looking at her, dumbfounded. "Was.. Was that your stomach? Holy.."

She grit her teeth and clutched her aching gut, nodding her head at him to confirm that that was indeed her gut. She rubbed her belly to get some sort of comfort, before looking down at Felix.


And giving him a devilish grin.


"What's that smile for?" He asked.

"Oh, nooothing.." She smirked. "Just to be clear. You don't hate me, right?"

Felix rolled his eyes. "Yes. I've already said that."

She slapped both hands on his chest again. "Good."

And like lightning, she reversed herself to where she was facing his crotch and her ass made it's presence known, right in Felix's face. Before he even had a chance to blink, his world went dark as his complexion was now lodged in between the massive cheeks of his.. fetish.

"Mmmph!! Mph!" He tried to struggle against her, but to no avail. Surprisingly she was very strong, and her weight felt immeasurable. He was helpless.

She wiggled her ass, getting his head even deeper into her crack. "Let's just.. ergh.. get you in here nice and good..."

"Mmmmphh!" Felix screamed, but only came out as a muffle. He tried using his hands to lift her cheeks off of his face, but again, he failed miserably.

"Hey!" She shouted. "Stop struggling. Felix...!" She slapped his thigh. "I'm trying to give you my forgiveness present! I know you'll love it! Just.. stay.. still!"

"Mph fmmp moo! MPH FMMP MOO!(No, thank you! NO THANK YOU!")

GGGGGGGGGGGRRRRGLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEEE....

"Mmm.." She cooed. "My tummy hurts, Felix. Hurts really bad. But I know how to make it better and I feel you know too~"

"Ppmmmh. Mmmp." Felix's stamina was all out. He weakly struggled and prepared himself for the inevitable blast. If her fart was able to blast him into a wall, there was no telling what it would do point blank. He gulped, albeit with difficulty.

She bounced up and down on his face. "Okay! Get ready! It's comiiingg.. wait.. no.. give me a second.."

She continued to bounce up and down as Felix's face felt like it was being squashed like play-doh.

GRRRRRRRGLLLLLLEEEE!!!!!

"Oh!" She gasped. "Oh god YES! This is gonna feel great~" She readied herself. "Hnngg.." a soft, cute grunt gave way to something that was the polar opposite of "soft" and "cute".

BRRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!

A long, exasperated fart lasting 47 seconds impacted Felix's face with extreme force, knocking him out within the first 13 seconds of it. It instantly filled the room with an eerie green fog that reeked of spoiled milk blended with rotten eggs and then left to fester in an august heatwave.

In other words, this fart fucking stunk.

"Ahhhh.." She gasped, her eyes closed and mouth open in bliss. "I feel so much better. Don't you?" She waited for a response from her captive, but recieved none. Not even a cough or two.

"Felix? You alright?"

PPPPLLLLRRRRT!


BRRRRPPPPPTT!

She released two more aftershock farts to try an stir a reaction out of him, but alas, he was out cold. She got off of him and sat on the floor next to his seemingly lifeless body and gave his face a poke.

"Oh. Ohhh... I overdid, didn't I? No worries, I'll tell you all about it when you wake up!" She giggled excitedly.


In was no exaggeration to say that Felix's Saturday stunk. Literally.

 

PART 3

It was black as night. Felix was knocked out cold from the onslaught of farts he was subjected to, and was now unconscious. But at the same time, he felt aware. Almost as if he was asleep and awake at the same time. Sleep paralysis, he thought? No, couldn't be. This felt different. And frightningly so. He tried moving his limbs but it was as if someone severed them completely from his torso. He didn't even have the energy to open his mouth to breath. He took a long breath through his nose, and he suddenly heard a voice.

"So that smelly bitch actually managed to escape, huh? And didn't even tell ME? I mean, what if I wanted to go with? She's as selfish as she is gassy..."

Felix's thoughts were everywhere. Was this a dream? Who's voice was that? And smelly bitch? Who could she be talking about?

"If that idiot actually managed to find a way out and escape this loser's head, then surely I can too. And boy, when I get my hands on her, the only place she'll be trying to escape is my guts.."

What the hell was this woman on about? Felix had given up trying to make sense of it, instead he started focusing on waking up from.. whatever state he was in.

"Look out, stinky. You can run, but you can't hide. I'm coming for you."

Felix awoke with a loud gasp, as if he had just been resusitated. He started coughing and felt like he was about to hack up a lung, and to his surprise, the smell of ass still faintly lingered. He steadied his breathing and just stared blankly at the ground, trying to clear his mind.

"Ugh.." he groaned. "My fucking head aches.. aghh.."

He exhaled very deeply before rubbing his face and sitting upright. He looked around before he quickly remembered he was not alone.

"Oh shit, the girl!" He got up as fast as his aching body would let him and he started calling out to her. "Hey! You still here? Where are you?"

"Felix!" He heard her voice. No telling what she was up to. "I'm in the kitchen! C'mere quick! Hurry! Vaminos, Vaminos! Arriba Arriba! Go, go, go! Faster, faster, faster!"

Felix rubbed his temples as his ears were assaulted with her constant yelling telling him to hurry.

"Okaaaaay! I'm coming just.. please, quiet down.." he mumbled. He arrived in the kitchen and saw Her standing there with her hair up in a pony-tail and she was mixing a pot of unknown contents.

They both stared at each other for an unusual amount of time, observing each other in silence. Felix had a stagnant expression on his face, while she had a silly smile and tried her best to hold back her laughter as she absent-mindely kept mixing whatever the hell was in that pot. Felix took the initiative to break the silence.

"So uhh... what cha got there?"

"I'm glad you ASKED!" She responded, unnecessarily loud, causing Felix to rub his head again. "I took all the cans of beans I could find. Baked, pinto, black, you name it. Then I looked in the fridge and found some left over enchilads, along with some shredded cheese. I got a jug of milk, some hot sauce, the rest of your ice cream, and theeeen I made some eggs. After I made the eggs, I took 'em and mixed 'em up with some cabbage. I still needed a little something more though.. so I got the bottles of mountain dew you had. After I was satisfied with my ingridients, I took it all and dumped it into this pot and heated it up on the stove. And now.." She trailed off, lifting the spoon up from the pot and licking it.

"I'm going to eat it." She said, giving him a grin even the cheshire cat would be jealous of.

Felix's eyes shot open. "Like fuck you are! You used nearly half of my food to make some sort of concoction that you and I BOTH know will literally tear your stomach up. Not happening."

"Oh?" She raised her eyebrow. "And are you going to stop me?" She gave a cocky chuckle.

"Yes," Felix answered. "I am." He got in a position, ready to pounce.

She shot him a seductive smile. "Then come and get me, big bo~ OOF!" Before She could even finish her statement, Felix wasted no time and charged her, knocking her onto the floor and sending the pot flying high in the air. Felix got on top of her and straddled her, pinning her arms down by her wrists. He smirked at her as she tried to free herself from his grip. "You're not going anywhere, stinky."

She opened her mouth, no doubt to say some snooty remark, but the loud *CLANG* of the pot hitting the floor was made. And miraculously, all the gassy ingredients was still bubbling away inside of it, unscathed. They both looked at it, and She managed to react just a tad quicker than poor Felix. She caught him at the right time and bucked him off, and started crawling towards the pot like mad.

"Haha, Felix! You snooze, you lose! That pot is miiiiiAAYYYYYEEEEE!!!"

She screamed as she felt Felix's hand grab her ankle and start pulling her back towards him.

"I'm not letting you eat that shit!" He grunted. He pulled her back close enough to him, and proceeded to crawl over her to retrieve the pot. But he forgot, crawling over her would put his face right near her.. weapon.

As she felt him start to crawl over her, She timed it just right and waited for his face to get right where she wanted it. After it happened, she grunted.

PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPLLLLLLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTT!!!!

A short, 4 second fart that was undeniably wet exploded from her ass. What in lacked in length, in made up for in stench, giving the kitchen the funk of sulfur and roadkill. Felix gagged and reeled back, the blast was a direct hit in his face, blinding him by it's heat alone.

"Ooooh, Me one, Felix zero!" She gloated, giving her bodacious booty a satisfying "SMACK!" "And now, for you.." She referred to the pot. She began her crawling before Felix quickly recovered and grabbed her ankle once more, this time making haste. He climbed on top of her from behind and relaxed all his weight, rendering her immobile.

"Hey! Ugh! Get.. Get offa.. mee!" She struggled.

Felix laughed. "Now you see how it feels."

She didn't bother to dignify his statement with a response, instead, she reached her arms out just enough and successfully grabbed the pot!

"Aha!" She shouted. And quick as lightning, she took the spoon and started shoveling the icky looking concoction into her awaiting mouth. "Nom! Nom! Nom!" She grunted after every spoonful she crammed in her throat.

"Hey! No! Stop eating that!" Felix shouted. He took his right hand and slapped the pot, sending it flying across the floor, where it tipped over, spilling all of it's contents. It burbled and glorped on the floor, looking like it should be in a chemistry lab instead of a kitchen.

Felix gasped as he rolled off of her. "Haaa... Haaaa... I.. I win.." He sighed. "I.. need a breather.." Felix closed his eyes and continued to pant like a dog.

But She on the other hand looked at her spilled creation with a sour look. "Dammit.. and I almost had it too.."

"Almost is the key word there, uhm... Uhhh.." Felix trailed off.

"What?"

"Do you uh.. Do you even have a name..?"

"Of course I do! It's.. It's um.. erm..."

"You don't have a name, do you?"

"Nope!" She said with a smile.

"Yeah. Thought so. Well.. I could give you one. Shouldn't be too hard, right?"

She nodded her head rapidly, obviously excited.

Felix pondered. "Hmmm.. how about.. Fifi?"

"Fifi?" She repeated. She stared at Felix, giving him a reluctant expression.

"Oh.. well if you don't like it, then we could come up with ano-"

"I LOVE IT!" She shouted, interrupting him. "FIFI! MY NAME IS FIFI! I CAN'T BELIEVE I ACTUALLY HAVE A NAME! FIFI! I'M FIFI! THAT'S ME! FIFI!" Fifi then lost herself in a vicious bout of laughter as Felix couldn't help but smile. He looked up at the ceiling and his thoughts ran rampant again.

What was he gonna do with her? He hasn't forgotten, this girl, that was laughing up a storm next to him, used to be in his head, being nothing more than an erotic preference. An erotic preference that somehow grew so strong that it manifested itself into a physical being. And not only that, it was also strong enough to leave his cognitive prison and make itself known in the real world. Was there a way to get her to go back? And would she WANT to go back? He didn't know the answers. As he thought more and more, a very sharp pain impacted his head, causing him to grab it in agonizing pain.

"Graaahhhh!!" He shouted. "My.. M-My head! It hurts! Argh, i've never.. felt anything like this before in my life!" He gritted his teeth and screamed, his body getting weaker and his sight getting darker.

"Ohmigosh! Felix! Are you okay!? Stay with me!" Fifi put her hand on Felix as a way to comfort him, but was virtually doing nothing.

"I.. I don't know! My head feels like it's gonna burst...!" And with that, the pain became too much to bear and he slowly faded away to the sound of Fifi's voice.

"Don't worry, Felix! I'll take care of you! You'll be fine! And I totally won't try and make another one of my Fart Soups!"

Felix blacked out again. Could this day get any crazier?

 

PART 4

Blacked out. Again. This is what, the second time I've done this? At least I didn't pass out to farts again. But I couldn't imagine anything worse than.. than that insufferable pain! It was like someone desperately trying to claw their way out of my sub-conscious! Like someone who desperately wanted to be freed and took the initiative to break their way out of my noggin' by pure, brute force. As if someone wanted to escape th-

...

Oh no.

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"N-No, stop! D-Don't eat me! Put me.. Put me down! Stop! Feeliiiiiix!!!" Felix heard his name as a voice cried out for help. It wasn't hard to tell that someone was definitely in trouble, but who? Could it be.. Fifi? It had to of been. But what was the problem? He tried to wake up for the second time, he swore it grew more difficult each time he fainted.

"Can't you see? Digging my way out of that numbskull's head knocked him clean out. I'll be truly surprised if he wakes up, and maybe I won't think he's such a sissy afterall."

Sissy? He thought. Who is she to call him a sissy?! Oh, he'd show her.. just.. as soon as he'd wake up.

"Felix isn't a sissy! Urgh!" He continued to hear the faint struggles of Fifi. "And when he wakes up, he's gonna save me and kick your aaaaAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!"

"Oh, am I squeezing too hard? Too bad. I don't care. You sure didn't care about me when you left me in there without saying anything! You didn't even think of taking me with you! Gonna be honest, stinky, you hurt my feelings. I could've died in there."

"Guh, died?! W-What do you mean.. urgh.. died!?"

"Died," the mysterious voice repeated. "Of boredom!"

"Ugh, what the hell are you talking abo-" Fifi was interrupted before she could say anymore.

"Face it! Felix only pays attention to me when he gets tired of you! So he'll spend a couple hours with me and make me feel all special and after he's done, he throws me to the side and starts dry-humping you again! It's ridiculous! And to top it all off, you get up and leave to spend even MORE quality time with him! Oh yeah, this is happening. Hope you have fun in my stomach, loser!"

"Wait, wait, wait! Noo! Stop! You don't understand! That isn't the reason I left, I can explain! Just please, don't eat me! I'm not food!"

Felix was now giving it his all to wake up from his pain-induced coma. It frustrated him to no end to sit here and be helpless in total darkness, only knowing he was alive by the constant bickering of Fifi and the other unidentified voice.

"Hmm?" the voice said, intrigued. "Alright. You better give me a good explanation. If I don't like it, you'll be receiving a first class ticket to my insides. And trust me, the ride will not be a fun one. Speak, and make it snappy."

Fifi sighed. "I left because the other night, I heard Felix talking about me. About how he disliked me, and wish he had another fetish. I cried and I felt so bad.. I didn't know what else to do. He didn't say he hated you or anyone else, just me. So I figured he'd be better off if I left.. so I did."

There was a long silence before Felix heard the other voice.

"Oh.. i'm.. i'm sorry. I didn't know. I thought you skedaddled so you can come out here and have Felix to yourself but it turns out.. he's a douche. Must've been hard on you, stinky. Hey, I have an idea. Let's load you up on the nastiest shit we can find and you can fart up his nose until his nostrils feel like they're on fire. And when he's begging for mercy, I'll come up behind him and gobble him up. Sound good? Sigh, but knowing him, he'll probably like it. Ah well, he'll learn soon enough that being inside a tummy isn't so sexy after all.." Felix could literally hear the devilish smile in her voice.

Fifi spoke again. "Well.. you see.. Felix and I talked. And.. we worked things out. I even gave him a forgiveness present!"

"Which was..?"

"Facefarts!" Fifi said excitedly.

"Of course it was, stinky." He heard the voice laugh.

"He even gave me a name! Oh! I forgot to tell you! My name is Fifi! Can you believe it? Fifi is my actual name!"

"Fifi, huh? Hmm... It does have a ring to it. Hehe, I like it. Still gonna call ya Stinky, though."

"Meh, whatever. As long as Felix calls me Fifi!" Fifi laughed, before taking a deep long gasp of realization. "Heeeeyyyy!!! I talked to Felix! Maybe you can talk to him to! You guys can work it out! Yes, I can see it now!"

The voice took a bit to respond. "You.. You really think so? I mean, i've never talked to him before.. i've only judged him on his thoughts and actions.." She trailed off. "And he comes off like a major wimp."

"Trust me!" Fifi reassured. "It'll work."

"..Alright. I trust you. But.. he's out cold. What do we do until he wakes up?"

"Until he wakes up? No, no. We're gonna wake him up. Here, put me down and follow my lead."

"Okay, fine."

"Yay!" Fifi shouted. She made her way over to Felix's body, which she had relocated to the living room. She got on all fours beside him, shoving her beautiful, panty-clad ass in the air, moving it side to side in a slow, rhythmic manner. "Okay. What I want you to do is take him and shove his cute little nose right into my booty. Make sure to get him in there nice and deep, hehe.."

The other voice sighed, and transitioned into a series of giggles. "Why am I not surprised that your plan would involve your ass? Alright, give me a second."

Felix felt his limp body get lifted, and his head was then shoved into the backside of Fifi. It felt unreal how far his head was wedged in between her massive cheeks, and he felt his nose meet her asshole, only seperated by a thin layer of sweat drenched cotton.

The voice spoke again. "Alright.. he's.. he's as deep as I can get.. erm, get him." The person behind the voice made sure Felix's face was well secured in the smelly canyon that was Fifi's butt by constantly shoving on his head. She then stopped, but kept a firm right hand on the back of his head, to make sure he got every bit of whatever Fifi was about to unleash. "Okay. Ready when you are, stinky."

"Good," Fifi mumbled, as her stomach gave off a series of sickening churns and gurgles. "Cause I gotta fart... Hrrgg.."

PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!

A massive, 40 second long meaty trumper of a fart barreled it's way straight out of Fifi's guts right into Felix's nostrils, where they unleashed a gaseous hell on his sense of smell. It instantly filled the room with a heavy smell of spoiled milk, rotten cabbage, and that unforgettable aroma of moldy, rotten eggs. It was a satanic stench that had Felix's nose in a chokehold. Not only that, but the fart was so hot and forceful, it almost blew Felix right out of her cheeks. The mysterious person holding Felix in place had to hold it even harder, making sure he was still sucking up butt fumes.

The voice started coughing before she spoke once more, "Cough cough.. holy shit.. that is seriously ripe.. what the hell did you eat!?"

"If I told you, you wouldn't believe me.. oooohhh... Oh god.. get ready, my belly is baking up another round of poots.." Fifi was right. Her stomach was growling something fierce, working unreasonably hard to digest and churn up that dangerous mixture she willingly ate. She was starting to regret making and eating a second bowl of Fart Soup. She moaned some more before resting her head on the ground and clutching her midsection with both of her arms, getting into a true "Face Down, Ass Up" position. Her stomach gave off another grumble, this one a whole lot louder than the other ones. They prepared themselves as she inhaled and grunted.

BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!

POOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!

FPPPPTTT.. FPPT.. PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!

BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUPPPPPPPPLLLLLLLLLTTT!!!

An onslaught of gas exploded from Fifi's rear and and introduced the room to a haze of dark green fog.‎ It only intensified the inescapable smell. This time, adding a slight hint of rotten chopped onions, along with a sulfuric stench. It was beginning to make the room humid.

"Ahhhhh.. Oh fuck, that felt awesome.. mmmm.." Fifi was in her own little world of relief as she shook her ass slowly back and forth, letting out a small(for her) fart with each movement.

Pppppprrrttt!

Pppppfffftttt!

Bbbbpppppfttttt...

BrrrrrrrTTTTT!

Felix's head was still at the epicenter of it all, absorbing the farts like the perfect receptacle.

"Ugh!" The voice groaned. "God, can he wake up already!? Your ass has to be violating some chemical weapons contract right now! God damn, this shit reeks!"

Fifi laughed, relief still in her voice. "I'm sorry.. but you have no IDEA how nice that was to get out of my system.."

"Yeah, I bet. I don't know how much more of this I can take, stinky. It's getting to be too mu-"

And at that moment, Felix started coughing. Hard.

Fifi's eyes perked open. "Is.. is that him!? Is he waking up!?"

"I think so! Your farts did the trick!"

Felix started gasping as he took both of his hands and grabbed both of Fifi's meaty cheeks, and took a long, deep sniff.

Both of them were in shock.

"Is he.." Fifi started.

"Breathing your ASS!?"

Fifi laughed. "Ha! See? Told ya he doesn't hate me."

Felix snapped back to reality and pushed himself away from Fifi's hellish butt, and ended up launching himself and the mysterious person back a couple feet.

His eyes opened up, and he realized he landed in someone's lap. He looked up and saw the one who the voice belonged to.

"Hey, weirdass. Nice to see you up.." She said to him.

Felix blinked before responding. "And.. And you are..?"

"Your vore fetish. In the flesh."