By: JustAnotherGasWriter
Crescent sighed as he made his way to his flight gate, his suitcase in tow rolling behind him. He strolled down the hallway of the crowded airport. He was taking a business trip off to Piltover for the weekend, not exactly enthused that he was surrendering several days of off time for work, even for the additional pay this trip would grant him. The boss had made up his mind though, and Crescent was the man for the job.
“At least it is all expenses paid,” he thought to himself, looking at the extortionist prices listed in the various food courts and stores around the airport. It was all easily three to four times the cost here compared to on the outside, truly indecent from the owners given the restrictions that prevented people from getting through security with even a bit of food or water. This was not a concern for him though; Crescent had been given vouchers to cover the cost of his meals at the airport and of course, lodging when he arrived at his destination.
After a good fifteen minutes of walking, the businessman arrived at his gate with about twenty minutes to spare before boarding started. He whistled after checking in at the desk, adjusting his tie before getting in line at the food booth right near the gate. After getting lunch, he sat down and started to browse his cell phone, browsing through his social feeds while eating his meal to kill the remaining time.
“Flight 3-29 for Piltover, boarding now. Business class first,” an announcer put out over the intercom system eventually, Crescent looked at the desk before throwing away his food trash and getting in line. Presenting his ticket to the counter again, he was one of the first ones allowed to board the aircraft!
The interior of the flight was quite cozy and nice admittedly; the seats in the business/first class section were very spacious with screens and all sorts of other luxurious features to make the spot as desirable as possible.
Crescent put his suitcase up into the top compartment above his seat to stow it away before sitting down to get comfortable and settled in. Others started to flood onto the plane around him, filling up the seats both in first class. Some passengers walked past them back to the economy section. The businessman didn't pay them any mind; as long as whoever ended up in the lone seat next to his own wasn't an asshole then they would be good.
Meanwhile, at the front of the plane, Kai’sa walked aboard the airbus. She watched as she was recognized by most of the people on the plane, most of them smiling wide at her and making way for her to walk right to her seat. She smiled humbly as she was given special treatment from everyone from other first-class passengers to the flight crew! She saw her seat in the business class and put her carry-on in the overhead bin before taking a seat with a sigh. She saw that the seat next to her in the section was already occupied by a young man in a smart suit. He was engrossed in his cell phone it seemed and didn’t see her, something that Kai’sa didn’t mind. She enjoyed the glam of being a pop star while on center stage at one of her concerts, but being recognized like this in public was too much for her sometimes to handle!
“Would you like anything to drink, miss?” A flight attendant came out of her way to ask Kai’sa early, giving an overly friendly smile to the rapper/choreographer.
“Just water is fine, thank you,” she requested the attendant, feeling smothered by the attention. At least the attendant nodded and immediately shuffled away. She was starting to regret wearing the crop top and lowrise pants she liked to rock on stage, but she couldn’t do much about this now!
Meanwhile, next to the superstar, Crescent had taken notice as to who his seatmate would be on the flight… and he could not be more pleasantly surprised! He was a massive fan of K.Da himself; hell, he had a K.Da bracelet on right now despite his otherwise sharp and classy work attire! He saw however how she was being bothered at nearly every turn on the plane despite being in first class as the whole plane seemed to be starstruck by her appearance and decided to not bother her for the time being. She was going through enough as is, and surely there would be a much more appropriate chance for him to talk with her and perhaps even ask for an autograph or a selfie or something during a multi-hour trip.
“Your water miss,” the flight attendant returned, giving Kai’sa her iced drink before bowing her head and leaving her be.
“Thank you!” Kai’sa nodded, sipping the ice water down after taking it.
The intercom system over the plane crackled to life a moment later as the door was locked up and the plane started to move. The captain gave the usual safety check speech over the speakers while the flight attendants demoed the life vests and seatbelts for the flight. As this all happened, the plane started to move down the runway to get into position for takeoff, the flight attendants taking a seat down before the plane ultimately started to taxi down the runway.
Crescent nervously gripped the armrests of the seat and closed his eyes as the G-forces of the plane taking off hit him. He was quite the nervous flyer despite the decent amount of travel that he did for his job. Once they were off the ground however and had leveled off a bit about five minutes later, he was able to relax and loosen his grip.
Next to him, Kai’sa was also gripping her armrest tight, her painted nails digging into the armrest to the point that her knuckles were nearly white from how tight she was holding it. However, it wasn’t necessarily because she was concerned or afraid or even nervous about flying, it was because all the G-forces were pushing down hard on her stomach! She had quite the lunch earlier, something she was very quickly starting to regret as she felt the gases starting to build up in both ends. This would be embarrassing enough if she was on private transport with the rest of the group like she was used to, but of course, the prospect of her having a fart or a belch in a much more public setting where clearly a lot of her admirers would notice was super humiliating to even consider!
“Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. We have reached cruising altitude and thus, we have turned on an in-flight internet connection. Unfortunately, we either are having a gauge malfunction or the ground crew did not pump out our septic holding from our last flight and thus, we cannot allow the bathrooms to be opened. If you need to use the bathroom during the flight, ask a flight attendant and they will provide a waste bag for you to go in and unlock the restroom for you. Please enjoy your flight with us!” the head pilot spoke, his voice crackling out on the intercom as he hung up.
“Crap; I can’t even go to the bathroom to let it all out without being suspected?!” Kai’sa thought to herself as she felt a mass of farts building up in her guts, breaking out into a cold sweat. Some monsters were brewing in her belly right now; having a meal at the buffet in the VIP lounge area of the airport probably wasn’t a great idea, though how did she know there wouldn’t even be a chance to excuse herself to the toilet to get rid of any embarrassing after effects! “How can a plane even take off for a flight without a working bathroom, isn’t that against some sort of regulation?!” Kai mulled it over some more in her brain, tapping a finger against the armrest of the seat as her stomach was pressed down on more by the g-forces of the plane.
Crescent took notice of Kai’sa’s behavior, looking over when he heard her long fingernail tap loudly against the armrest of the seat. He decided this was his chance to break the ice naturally with the idol, hoping he wouldn’t make it too awkward.
“Nervous flyer too?” He asked the pop star as casually as he could muster, looking at the woman and giving her a nice smile to try and reassure her and calm her down.
“You could say that I guess,” Kai’sa replied back, wincing as she clamped down hard on her asshole when a fart tried to rush the gate and blast out of her! The crisis was narrowly avoided, though she would have to vent herself out one way or the other. Her stomach also rumbled when the fart was denied its freedom, getting Kai to blush. There was no way the man seated next to her hadn’t heard it.
Crescent was honored by even getting a reply from the rapper, working up the courage to say something else to maintain a conversation with her at least when he heard the growling. He was in disbelief at it, though there was no way that the sound hadn’t come from the gorgeous woman seated next to him. Kai’sa wasn’t a nervous flyer… she was just having some awful indigestion on the flight! The man sweated and blushed when he realized this, trying not to make Kai’sa any more embarrassed than she clearly already was by the predicament, though it was hard. Crescent had some strange interests and kinks, a fact that had made dating hopelessly tedious as he couldn’t find any partner who wouldn’t just laugh him out of the room when he came clean about his fetishes. He decided it would be best to pretend he just didn’t hear all the growling in her stomach to save both of them from the shame, though he was trying his hardest to fight getting a boner just at the thought of one of the K.Da members losing control and ripping ass right next to him!
Kai’sa was thinking on the fly, trying to decide what her best course of action was to relieve herself. Figuring it was much more socially acceptable to burp, she conjured up a belch and after some pushing and working some gas bubbles up from her stomach instead of down, she was able to get a good push.
uurroOORP
The burp was expelled from deep inside her stomach, the rapper making sure to let it out and muffle it by belching into her hand. The burp was quickly followed up by a second one, bringing great relief to Kai’sa.
bbrrUURoRP
The burps were kept down enough that nobody besides Crescent heard them, the businessman still fighting with every bone in his body not to show how aroused he was. He could smell her burps which smelled strongly of rotten meat, something that drove him right up a wall with more horniness.
Kai herself was feeling relieved… not nearly enough though to be comfortable of course. The burps were like putting a bandaid over a hemorrhaging artery. Too much of her gas had traveled down her intestines anyway to be conjured back up to be belched out, they would have to take the back door. Trying to be as under the radar as she possibly could, Kai’sa squinted and let a silent and controlled fart hiss out of her pursed-up butthole and down into the posh leather seat.
fffllllrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrsssppphhhffftt
The hissing and hot fart lasted a good seven seconds before it was finished and in no time at all, it felt like the entire first-class cabin was covered in her funk! Even Crescent couldn’t hear the fart and after a moment, most of the occupants of the cabin were looking around at each other with a glare, trying to sus out the offender of their noses. Kai just acted casually, playing with the screen in her seat booth. Due to this, nobody suspected her… except one person.
Crescent wasn’t able to control himself anymore, his dick getting hard when the scent hit him. Kai’sa’s fart was a blessing to his nostrils, burning his sinuses but sending a massive dopamine surge through his brain. This was a dream come true; the first time he ever had the pleasure of having a hot girl fart around him where he could sniff it and it was from a superstar crush of his! Stealing a look over at the woman, he noticed a few new things; Kai’sa had a discreet yet still visible amount of bloat pushing her belly out and her buttcrack was showing just a bit as her pants were hanging low enough to not cover her up! And he just got away with it because Kai’sa was so busy trying to play it cool and oblivious to everyone else by being on her phone now, that she didn’t notice the man was checking her out!
Kai’sa scrolled through some of her text messages like she was busy, though she was fully focused on getting away with a second fart. Given how much pressure was now right up to her anus, it was easy to tell that it would be near impossible to control this fart well enough to have a nice and quiet release. Thinking on her feet, Kai’sa put her head in her arm and let out a series of fake coughs and even a sneeze or two, covering the sound of the next toots up to the others.
BBBLLRRRT
BBRRROORRPTTT
The two farts were masked in noise to everyone save for her seat neighbor once more, Crescent was even able to see some recoil to her asscheeks in the leggings as her two poots reverbed against the leather chair. The smell wasn’t as offensive as the SBD, something Kai’sa also lucked out on as it didn’t reach anywhere in the cabin or at least was covered up by the smell of the SBD. She had gotten away with farting twice where nobody else besides her and Crescent knew!
At this point, the other members of the cabin were frustrated but defeated in trying to locate the culprit behind the stench Dutch ovening them all, with most of them even drawing the curtain around their section. Kai’sa noticed this and breathed a sigh of relief, drawing the curtain on her side before turning her attention over to Crescent.
“Would you mind drawing that curtain over there darling?” she requested, the man blushing as the popstar addressed him directly and almost caught him staring.
“Of course, right away,” he agreed hastily and drew the curtain so that the two were left in as close to full privacy as they could manage.
“Sorry about that… I am sure that you have noticed how my flight nerves tend to manifest now,” Kai’sa remarked with a little chuckle, knowing that Crescent was at least aware she was the one responsible for stinking up the flight.
“It’s no trouble at all, we all have our natural bodily functions,” Crescent played it as cool as he could, reassuring her it was okay without trying to look eager for her scent.
“All the same, I’m sure it isn’t pleasant for you to experience this,” Kai’sa replied, massaging her bloated stomach and wincing. “There is going to be some more turbulence,” she warned, getting a closer look over at Crescent. She noticed the KD.a bracelet that he was wearing and smiled, readdressing him. “It's a little unprofessional to wear that in such a nice suit, isn’t it?” she remarked.
It took Crescent a split second to realize what she was referring to, looking at his wrist before he remembered he was wearing the merch.
“Maybe it is, I still need to represent though, right?” he would counter with a friendly smile, glad she hadn’t noticed the trouser tent. Even thinking this however jinxed him it seemed as if Kai’sa noticed this nearly immediately. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out what was going on, and while it was odd she felt relieved that the only person she was truly ‘bothering’ was a fan that also coincidentally had a fart fetish.
“Are you into this?” she asked, making sure to be quiet to save him the humiliation of calling him out where someone could possibly hear and put two and two together.
Crescent blushed deep red, his face giving an answer it seemed before he could get any words out confirming or denying this. “... Sorry, I know it is weird, I can’t help it,” he blurted out with a near whisper, confirming what Kai’sa was already sure of.
“Oh thank God… of all the people that I could be having this around, it is a fart fetishist,” Kai’sa sighed silently, leaning back into her chair as she felt like a massive weight had been lifted off of her shoulders. This strange situation was probably the best outcome she could have hoped for with the bathroom being closed, besides maybe the seat next to her just being unoccupied. Her stomach growled intensely though, and she knew that she had to let rip again. The rapper grabbed her water cup from earlier and slumped into her seat even further before pressing the mouth of the cup to her bum.
ffllrroorrffoorpht
A fourth fart blew out of her, muffled up by the cup but fogging up the sides of it. Crescent watched her do this and only felt even more embarrassed as he saw her toot openly even knowing that he as some random stranger had a fart kink, though it was indescribably hot.
“Mind getting this for me so I don’t stink up the cabin for everyone?” She requested him with her low voice, covering the top of the cup with her hand to keep it from escaping.
He took the cup from her with a nod, noting how warm it felt when he placed his own hand over the top to prevent spillage. With a deep sigh, he uncovered the cup and stuck his nose to it before taking a deep sniff in. The smell was intense; the stink of the first SBD was present but also concentrated solely on Crescent’s nose and thus made it seem much more powerful. Crescent winced but sniffed a second time, then a third. The bulge in his pants grew as he smelled her farts down and he finally handed her the cup back once he was finished.
“Nice job, thanks for this,” Kai’sa thanked him, putting the cup to her butt again. She could feel this one would be a little more and decided to try and have fun with it. “Mind giving this a tug?” she asked, extending a finger out to Crescent.
The businessman looked, feeling like he was in a fever dream as he was spoon-fed farts from the musician. He humored her request though, and gave the finger a solid yank.
flllrrooorppppoorrtt
This one was longer and louder, though was still only audible to Crescent and Kai’sa thanks to the privacy curtain and the plastic cup. Crescent groaned in pleasure as the cup was fogged up a second time, Kai’sa once again covering it up and presenting it to the man. He didn’t need any instruction, Crescent took it and inhaled the stinky fumes from the cup as if it were oxygen. Tingles were sent down his spine from the serotonin hit and he leaned back in his seat after handing the cup back a second time.
Overhead, the speaker crackled back to life as it had done before the plane took off and the pilot began to speak again. “Hello ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. We are currently starting our descent down with an ETA of five minutes to touch down. I am turning the seatbelt light back on, please return your trays to the stowed upright position as well as your privacy curtains. Thank you for flying with us, standby for touchdown,”
Hearing this, Kai’sa cursed in her head and sat back up in her seat, looking to Crescent for approval before putting the curtain down. Crescent took a moment to sit up again before also putting his own curtain down. The smell of her farts still resided in his sinuses, something he savored gratefully as they began to land. Kai’sa could feel another gas bubble left inside of her, though it could wait until they were off of the plane.
The plane started to go down and eventually taxied down the runway, the passengers of the plane holding onto their seats as they bounced gently and slowed down. Once the plane made it to the terminal and the first-class passengers were allowed to disembark from the flight, Kai’sa unbuckled her seatbelt and collected her carry-on before walking off of the plane to the gate. As she did though, she thought of how the fan had bailed her out of a very bad situation and decided to wait at the door, looking for him. Crescent walked out to the gate a moment later, looking dazed by the events of the last hour or so. She gave him a wave and a smile, beckoning him over before leading him to a vacant VIP lounge near the terminal. Crescent went along with it, surprised the star had waited up for him and staring her ass down the whole way he followed her.
“Just wanted to say thanks for bailing me out back there, you may be weird but you’re my hero right now,” she giggled sheepishly after they were in privacy, producing something from her purse before handing it to him.
“Don’t mention it, I just did what any pervert would do I guess,” Crescent laughed with her, equally as sheepish as he received his gift. It was a VIP ticket for a KD.a concert coming up the next week, along with a first-class flight ticket to where it was happening. He blushed but pocketed the ticket gratefully before looking back at her.
“Before you say anything, no need to say thanks. Consider it a thank you gift.” She assured him, starting to walk to the door before pausing. “Oh yeah, I guess smell ya later,” the rapper giggled, pulling her pants down to flash her fat thong-clad ass at him before delivering her final parting gift.
BBBRRLLLLLLRRRRRRRRAAAAAAARRBBBRAAAAARTTT
With one big push, she expelled the remaining devious winds stored up in her bowels, giving Crescent a proper gassing. With a laugh, she pulled her pants up and left the lounge.
Crescent was stunned by this, left just sniffing the air and mulling this all over. If this was a dream, then he didn’t want to wake up! After collecting his thoughts, he pulled out his phone and called his boss immediately.
“Hey, I just arrived. Sorry for the last-minute heads-up, but I am going to be busy next Friday and Saturday. I just got invited to a concert, I will explain later… alright, see you later,” he spoke to his boss before hanging up, sniffing the air. He pinched his arm and finally came to the conclusion that he wasn’t indeed dreaming and this was all real, a fact that he couldn’t get over. “Great, this week is gonna draaaag,” he thought to himself, taking his last sniffs before finally exiting the lounge to go check in with his hotel arrangements.