By: geneticnotecard
“Here it comes, Sean! My big moment!”
Laura Matsuda sat on her couch in her street-level apartment in Brazil. It was hot, muggy, and crammed full of objects and trinkets. Unfortunately, fighting tournaments didn’t pay that much, so they were incredibly poor. Albeit helpful, even the royalties she got weren't that much. However, she did have enough for a TV and a PlayStation. She was currently streaming the new STREET FIGHTER 6 character roster reveal on Youtube.
Only, there was one problem… she hadn’t been announced yet. Surely, they were saving her for last! Who wouldn’t want to play as her in the new game? Her smile soon faded as images of Chun-Li in a new outfit flashed on the screen. Laura rolled her eyes before scowling.
She's not even cool... Who the hell likes her?
“And that’s all for the official character roster reveal! Come back soon for gameplay updates!”
Laura’s mouth hung open. Surely, this had to be a mistake, right? There’s no way they’d leave her out of the game. People loved her! She was Laura Matsuda!
“Damn, that’s crazy,” Sean said, tapping away on his phone. He didn’t have the right to talk shit to her. She was the one who paid for that phone, dammit.
“What the- HEY,” Sean screamed, reaching for the phone that Laura had plucked out of his fingers. She hurled it across the room and it clattered against the wall.
“Don’t speak bullshit to me! You have no right!”
“Okay, okay! Jeez, I’m sorry.” Laura flopped on the couch and laid herself out. She covered her head behind her hands and pouted with anguish.
How could this happen? she thought. They didn’t want me in the game?
“Damn big sis, this is not a good look for you.”
Laura exhaled, trying to stay calm. “Fuck did I tell you about-”
“My fault, my fault,” Sean said skeptically, raising his hands in the air. “But are you really surprised though?”
“...what do you mean?” Laura uncovered her head with her hands. Her eyes were shining.
“Laura, I say this from a place of love, please know that… but look at yourself!”
Laura looked at herself. For what it was worth, Laura was still effortlessly beautiful. She still had her slender muscles and a dazzling bust. But she had grown, it was undeniable. Her green crop top and jean shorts were tighter than they had ever been. She hadn’t grown that much, but it was noticeable. Even her usual bowling ball thighs had gotten closer to the consistency of a marshmallow.
And there were her daily habits. She hadn’t been to the gym in about a month, ever since she had lost at the World Fighting Championship. To that jerk, Chun-Li, the golden child. She’d get her revenge. Eventually.
But ever since that fateful day, she’d been in a lot. Eating. She’d become a phenomenal cook, being forced to cook for herself and Sean over the years. And it’d also given her unspeakable gas. She could always smell all the spices and ingredients in every fart she ripped and she knew Sean hated it. Too bad for him. Oof, speaking of gas… Laura lifted her long legs off the couch and hugged them close to her chest.
BBBBLBLBLBLRRRRAAAAMMMMMPPP!
A loud and particularly pulpy release rushed out of Laura, pummeling the couch with spicy fumes. Her gas immediately seeped into the cushions and rose to her nose. Laura broke off the fart once she felt it get a little too wet.
“Agh, jeez Laura! See? This is what I’m talking about!”
“What is it you’re talking about, Sean?” Laura instigated, using her burly hands to waft the steaming stench toward her brother. It was unusually warm. “Please, go on.”
“Dammit, Laura! Okay, look. Y’know what I think you should do?”
“... go on.”
“I think you should take your fat fucking ass to the gym.”
“SEAN-”
“Kidding! Mostly. But, seriously… just go to their headquarters. Show them you’re still elite! That you can compete, y’know?”
“Huh…”
Laura sat there and contemplated for a few moments. Yes, this might work… Laura was still much more attractive than the average person, and she was still a gifted fighter. And maybe if she could talk to them face to face, she could convince them of how worthy she was. They might be willing to put her back in the game! And she might not be broke anymore!
“I knew there was a reason I took care of you for all these years! Okay, I’ll do some research and you need to take your ass to school.”
“Got it, big sis,” Sean said, giving her a phony smile and tossing her a thumbs up. Laura smiled to herself and dashed towards her bedroom. Sean’s smile immediately cracked while opening a window to alleviate some of the smell. He grabbed his school bag and went off to school.
...
“Hmmmm… Capcom. Japan? Shit.”
How much money did she have? Would it even have been enough to buy a plane ticket? God, being broke was not fun. The more she read up on these guys, the more she realized how stupid all of this was. They made the tournament into a game, but refused to put the woman who made it all to the final round in it? What sense does that make? And why were the royalties they paid her so little?
And then there was that damn Chun-Li. They decided to put her on the cover art for the game. It’s not like she even deserved it. Barely beating a first-year fighter? Wow, what an accomplishment. Not that Laura thought less of herself, but why suck Chun-Li off? Didn’t make sense.
Fucking bitch, Laura thought. If I ever see her again, she’ll pay.
Overcome with fury, Laura quickly bought a plane ticket to Japan. She grabbed her airpods, her phone, and a couple of magazines. She slid on her sandals, before realizing she forgot something.
Oh shit, Sean! I’ll leave him a note. He’ll understand.
Laura quickly scribbled an enthusiastic note, full of regular big sister things such as “do your homework” and “eat your vegetables”, and signed her name at the end. She left it on the kitchen table and stepped outside, eager to prove everybody wrong.
...
Nearly a day later, Laura stood outside the famed CAPCOM Headquarters. It was cool… but looked kinda boring? She expected the creators of such a vibrant game to have a building that wasn’t all dull and gray. She opened the set of double glass doors and walked into a shining lobby.
“Ms. Matsuda, we’ve been expecting you,” a large security officer said. “Follow me.”
They’ve been expecting me… Yes! I’m that much closer to getting back in the game and getting fucking PAID!
They led her into an elevator that went up at least 20 floors before they led her through a bunch of hallways decorated with art. There was even art of her, cartoonlike and outlined in bold lines. Finally, they arrived at a spacious office marked "CEO". The security guards ushered her in and quickly left. A woman in a suit sat at a desk with her hands folded.
“Ms. Matsuda, I hope you're enjoying your stay at CAPCOM so far. It’s very nice to see you.”
“Yes, yes of course!” Laura said with an enthusiastic smile. She shook the lady’s hand, clasping both of her hands around it. “It’s great to be here! There is art of me on the wall!”
“Yes, Laura, there is. You were very liked by… certain players.”
Laura raised an eyebrow at her. “...What type of players?”
“Nevermind that. Have a seat! May I ask why you’ve decided to stop by this afternoon?”
Laura pouted. Surely they knew why she was there. It’s not like there would be very many reasons she’d fly to fucking Japan. Laura exhaled and placed her hands in her lap.
“I’ve come for answers!” she exclaimed triumphantly before dialing it back. ”Soooooo… why am I not in the new game?”
The lady looked at her appraisingly before pouting slightly.
“Listen, Laura…” Her mouth opened and closed a couple of times, but nothing came out.
“What? I’m a big fucking girl, you can tell me!”
“Ms. Matsuda, please calm down,” she raised her hand before exhaling. “You are not in the game, because very few players actually liked you.”
Laura’s chest dropped and her heart shattered into a million pieces. Her breath caught and her eyes began to tear up.
“Wuh…what?”
“You’re simply not popular.”
Each word the lady said was like a gunshot to her confidence.
“You aren’t worth the effort to program you for the next generation of consoles.”
“LIES!” she yelled, raising her hand and standing up. “I’m Laura fucking Matsuda! I made it to the final round! I-” The lady raised her hand, cutting her off.
“Send her in,” she spoke into her earpiece before continuing. “Listen, Laura, you were a fun addition to get new and returning players interested… But other than that? You serve zero purpose.”
“Please! I’m the reason you sold more copies than ever in Brazil! You can't just… get rid of me for no reason!” The door loudly swung open behind her. Laura slowly turned her head.
“Oh, but there are plenty of reasons, dear Laura.”
Oh, not this fucking bitch. Shit.
Chun-Li walked into the spacious office, holding her hands behind her back. She walked the same way she always had, careful and practiced, yet sensual and sexy all the same. She was wearing one of her more modern outfits. Her tight blue pants were closer to a onesie, as they showcased her heavenly legs and outlined her deep abs. Her large breasts were covered by a gold-trimmed, light blue thin vest. She walked over to the desk before crossing her slender, muscular arms and leaning against the nearby wall.
“Chun-Li here is a prime example of a real-life fighter that transcends the game itself,” the CEO lady said while gesturing to Chun-Li with a polite smile on her face. Chun-Li raised her eyebrow at Laura and gave her that stupid fucking smug look.
“Thank you so much. Your words mean a lot to me.”
“Chun-Li is the face of the franchise. Our MVP. Not just the most popular character of the STREET FIGHTER series, but one of the most popular characters in gaming itself.”
Laura plopped back down into the chair and mumbled to herself. “Keep fucking sucking her off, why don’t you.” CEO lady exhaled and clasped her hands together again.
“Ms. Matsuda, I understand how you must feel. Chun-Li is here so you two may… hash it out. Even though you will not be in this game, you can still be considered for future appearances”
She quickly stood up and carefully walked out of the room before shutting the door. Chun-Li pushed herself off the wall and walked over to Laura, just a few inches from her.
“Long way from home, yeah?” No response. Laura pouted and crossed her arms.
“Not interested in talking, huh…” Chun-Li wiped her head and sat on the younger woman’s lap. She wrapped her arms around Laura’s wide shoulders and put on her best puppy dog face. Laura felt Chun-Li's ass bulge into her thighs as her breath caught in her throat. Laura sighed.
“Fuck do you want me to say, huh? What, ‘I’m not good enough and never was’ or some other bullshit?”
“Awwwwww Laura, it’s okay. You’ll do better next time…” Chun-Li batted her eyelashes before she paused. She pushed her plump lips together before raising her finger in front of Laura’s face.
BBMM-PPPLLLLlllrrrmmpppapappp!
Rancid flatulence forcefully pummeled into Laura’s thighs as Chun-Li began to giggle halfway through the 7-second release. Instantaneously, a stench of festering cabbages and old meat rose to Laura’s nostrils. She coughed and began to fan the air while Chun-Li’s laugh became hearty.
“Ah! Fucking bitch!” Laura pushed Chun-Li off her with her strong arms and immediately stood up. “What the hell is wrong with you?”
“Sorry, Laura,” Chun-Li said, hunching over with laughter. Half a second later, all traces of laughter were gone from her face. “But if you think that smells bad, just wait.”
“W-what?” Laura asked, confused. But it was clear she wasn’t in any mood to talk at the moment. She backed up and got in her fighting stance. Chun-Li was nimble as she moved around on her toes.
Confused, Laura put her hands up in defense and bent her legs, feeling the power in her thick thighs. In an instant, Chun-Li was on the offensive, jabbing with her arms and kicking with her explosive legs. Laura was able to block with her brute strength at first, but Chun-Li’s experienced offense was too much for the younger woman. Chun-Li connected blow after blow while Laura’s mind flashed back to that fateful championship night.
No, Laura thought. Can’t let this shit happen again…
Like poetry in motion, Chun-Li connected more powerful leg kicks. Eventually, it was all too much as Laura collapsed to the ground with a thud. Chun-Li stood over her with an evil grin on her face and leaned down.
“You aren't good enough. And you NEVER will be.” Chun-Li turned around, displaying her globular ass. Horror and realization dawned on Laura’s face as she realized what Chun-Li was about to do. Every alarm in her body told her to get up and do something, the same way she had been her entire life. Never give in and never give up… But her body went frigid.
“And your beautiful face looks like the perfect seat for my huge butt.”
“MMHHPPH-”
Laura yelled into Chun-Li's ass, as it was softened by the sheer size of her cheeks. They were massive and toned, a different beast compared to the rest of her carefully crafted body. It jiggled and shifted as Laura fought against her. She felt a dampness near her asscrack and smelled a horrid stench of dried sweat.
“Stop…fucking…moving!”
PPPLLUURRRPRPLPLPLPLPPVVVRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMM!
Chun-Li forced out a monstrous, warping fart that froze Laura seconds into its prolonged release. Laura went still as soon as the toxic clouds of Chun-Li’s fart hit her nostrils. It bubbled and shook her while Chun-Li smiled, impressed at the size of her gas. Chun-Li slightly lifted her ass, giving Laura a moment to breathe.
“How’s that smell, Laura? Sure hope you aren't- ooof-'' Chun-Li's nose wrinkled at the smell of her fetid gas. She quickly fanned the air, hoping to get rid of some of the smell.
“...you’re a sick fuck,” Laura huffed into Chun-Li’s ass. She tried using her strong arms to throw the other woman off of her, but the fight drained too much of her energy.
“What was that Laura? Are you sure you want to repeat that?”
Chun-Li bounced her ass up and down a few times, a mesmerizing motion that was almost enough to get Laura to forget the horrid stink emanating from her ass. Laura gulped and opened her mouth to speak.
“... I said, you’re a sick fuck-”
bbbbbrrrrmmmmmpppllllrrrrrrrrrrmmmmmmmmmbblblblbllblblbbrrrrmm!
Chun-Li’s ass hummed with the sound of bubbling flatulence. It was much quieter than her previous release, but it rumbled on Laura’s lips and nose. Chun-Li smiled and laughed before applying more pressure on Laura, letting her stench infect her lungs without giving her a chance to breathe.
“Fffuuucccckk, Laura. I’m sorry, truly. Don’t say anything if you want me to fart again!”
“HHMMmpph!”
“Yes? Really? Wow, okay… shit, give me a moment.”
PPPPPRRRRROOOooooooooooottttttmmmmmmfffffff!
A blatting fart once again assaulted Laura. Her eyes teared up as more stink went into her lungs. It started to burn with a hint of rubber. Laura started struggling, in an attempt to get Chun-Li off her, but it didn’t matter. It never mattered what she did. Chun-Li was too strong, too powerful, too experienced. Finally, Chun-Li laughed and dislodged Laura’s face from her damp pants. Laura panted heavily, trying to catch her breath.
“Laura, dear, I have a fabulous idea! Would you like to hear it?”
“Do I have a fucking choice, you stupid-”
“Ah, ah, ah, Laura,” Chun-Li giggled, slamming her ass back into Laura. Against her will, she breathed in the scent of Chun-Li’s steaming butt, ripe with the scent of sweat and lingering gas. It smelled like a locker room after a sports game.
“You might not wanna anger the woman who’s on top of your stupid face… but please do. Makes this more fun for me.” She lifted her back up, letting Laura recover for a moment. Laura weighed her options in this situation.
Ohhhh God, this is the worst shit I’ve ever smelled!
What the fuck is wrong with her? Why is she doing this? I need to fight back!
There’s no point… She’d just beat me again. I’ll just hear her out…
“What’re you trying to get out of this? What’s your game here?”
“Gaaaaaammmmee,” Chun-Li garbled, pursing her lips together. “Guess that's a nice way of thinking about this.”
Laura’s eyebrow raised in confusion, while Chun-Li spun around and straddled her hips. She carried a sinister smile on her face, one that was carefully perfected to have the right amount of seduction and sexiness. A strand of hair from Chun-Li’s pigtails tickled Laura’s face as she leaned down.
“Laura, dear… the cafeteria here, they don’t exactly have the safest food.”
“...okay?”
“Anyway, I ate some rotting, utterly contaminated, decaying-”
“Oh my god, I GET IT!... Just tell me what you want.”
“Unfortunately, it’s given me the worst gas I’ve ever had. I mean, you’ve smelled it.”
ppppppsssssffffffffffpphhhhhhhhhhhurrrrrRRRRMMMMM!
To prove her point, Chun-Li ripped another bout of gas, one that started silent and gained “texture” as it went on, before climaxing in a bubbly fashion. Her eyes rolled back in her head as the release went on and on. Laura didn’t realize what was happening at first, but the sweltering smell and Chun-Li’s vicious smile gave it away.
“See? It’s horrible.”
“Oh my god,” Laura croaked out as clouds of gas misted over them. She tried to raise her arms to fan the smell away, but Chun-Li pinned them behind her head, forcing her to breathe it in. Chun-Li’s gas felt like a scorching summer breeze, only with a twist.
“Oh, Lauraaaa… I’m sorry, but you need to get used to it.”
“What?” Chun-Li spun around yet again, expertly pinning Laura’s arms under her thick, strong legs. Laura’s head was once again placed right under Chun-Li’s huge butt, perfectly fitting into place.
“I have a very important meeting with everyone who actually made the game in about 30 minutes… I’d hate to bomb the conference with my farts.” She laughed, reaching back to caress one of Laura's braids.
“Just joking, I’d love to dear… but that can’t happen. So, smell all my farts and I’ll see if I can get you back into the game.”
She can’t be serious! What the fuck!
Just do it! This might be your chance to get back into the game! And get paid!
Fuck, is it worth smelling her fucking farts!
“I can’t hear what you’re saying because of how big my ass is, Y’know, so I’m just gonna take that as a yes!”
“MMPHH!”
fffffffrrrrrrrrrttttt-mmmmmmmmmppppppblblblblblblbbrrrr.
Chun-Li eased out a multi-toned fart into Laura’s sweet face, letting the stench seep into her. She was holding back yes, but the smell was familiar and horrible. It was deceptively alluring and purred out of her.
“I hate to tell you this Laura, but it’s only gonna get worse from here…”
BBBLLLLOOOOORRRRRRMMMMPPPP!
The older woman’s next fart was obnoxious and duck-sounding. It smacked Laura like a shotgun and reverberated against her face. Chun-Li’s mouth opened wider and wider as it went on, shocked by the size of her emission.
bbblllarrrrp! FFFRRRRMMMTT! BBBBBLLBLBBLBUUUUURRRMMMPP!
A string of farts came out of her, getting noisier with every subsequent release. The final one slapped against Laura's face with anger and violence. Laura breathed in the fumes before coughing. Her eyes began to tear up, staining Chun-Li’s blue pants.
Fuck! This is inhuman! She has issues… mentally and physically.
“MHMHH-PPHHHRR!”
“What’s that, Laura? My farts are too quiet? They don’t smell bad enough?”
rrggrrllllrr…
Chun-Li grimaced, feeling powerful gas surge through her. She frowned and wrapped her arms around her stomach, hoping to calm her bowels down. She laughed through the pain, hoping to scare Laura.
“I normally never apologize for my farts, but I’m going to apologize in advance for this one.”
Oh god. This is going to kill me, isn’t it?
BBRRRUUMMM-BBBLLPBPBLBLBLBLLRRRRR-FFOOOOOOOORRRRRLLLTTTT!
A long, sputtering emission flooded out of the older woman. It was too powerful to release in one go, as liters of gas exploded from Chun-Li in 3 distinct sections. The horrid gas went up her nose and down her throat. It punched her face with cruel, swampy bubbles of stink.
“Fuuuuuuucccckkkk,” Chun-Li moaned before rubbing her ass into Laura’s face. It jiggled and shook with ferocity, somehow enhancing the hostility of her gas. More tears leaked from Laura’s eyes while her cheeks flushed red from the heat of Chun-Li’s ass. She moved forward, just enough to give Laura some air to breathe something that wasn’t her bottom.
“Oh, I almost envy you… those were monstrous.”
Is this bitch into her own fucking rancid farts? Laura asked herself.
“Hmmmm… I have punished you quite a bit… Maybe I'll give you a break.” Laura relaxed and let a long sigh out.
Oh, thank god. Maybe she’ll get bored and hop off of me…
Laura quickly came to realize the so-called “break” she was getting wasn’t that, at all. Unbeknownst to her legion of passionate fans, Chun-Li's beautiful ass stunk. Laura was practically getting nauseous from the smell of sweat and grime that had been accumulating. Combined with the smell of lingering farts that were stuck to her pants, Laura was in a literal hell.
“I would like to apologize, Laura. I haven’t showered in… well, I’m not entirely sure, to be honest.”
WHAT? THIS BITCH-
Laura’s train of thought was interrupted by the sight of Chun-Li pulling down her blue pants, after unzipping an invisible zipper. The motion jiggled her massive cakes of ass and her supple thighs. Laura nearly passed out at what she was seeing.
Chun-Li revealed a tight-fitting pair of white panties… only they weren't exactly white anymore. Large streaks of something brown painted her panties. Laura noticed the damp stain of her quickly expanding ass sweat. And was that something green?
“So now you know my secret, Laura. Unfortunately, my bodily habits give me a massive case of swamp ass.” Laura’s eyes went wide and her heart sped up. She opened her mouth, but she couldn't speak.
“I could change, of course, but where's the fun in that, hmm?” She slapped her ass
“I had to get these pants custom-made. Constant ass sweat and… other stuff aren’t good for my brand. So you’re the only one to see this disgusting side of me, Laura.”
All of this finally began to materialize in Laura’s head. Chun-Li was a filthy, nasty woman who hid it with perfume and custom pants. All those legendary tournaments she won… she was probably fighting like this. None of her fans knew who she really was. Nobody knew how her farts smelled, or how her famous ass looked with the layers peeled back. Chun-Li squeezed one of her luscious ass cheeks with her hand, gripping the fabric and sliding it to the side.
ppsssff-hhsssssfff-bbblllLLLRRRMMMMPLPLPLVVVVRRTTtt!
Chun-Li’s ass puffed out gas before instrumentalizing a bubbling, fetid fart. Laura recoiled as the smell of scorching meat, cabbages, and now rotten milk was wafting all over her face. She breathed it in and flinched at the smell.
“You’re a very lucky young woman, Laura… some people would kill to see this side of me.”
Yeah fucking right… Jesus, she’s insane.
Laura’s eyes zeroed in on Chun-Li’s stained underwear. She seriously doubted Chun-Li’s words as it smelled like the aroma emanating from her ass was getting worse. Chun-Li's stomach groaned again, eliciting a moan. She grabbed heaps of flesh and yet again spread her thick ass cheeks, moving so it was pressed up on Laura’s nose. Laura's heart skipped a few beats as she made contact with Chun-Li's dirty, humid panties.
Fuck! Not again!
PPPFFFFRRRROOOOOOOOoooooooOORRRRMMMMBBBBBLBLLBVVVRRTT!
Chun-Li’s newest fart was truly a gust of wind and a powerful gust at that. Laura felt a surge of rancid air and was essentially forced to breathe in all of it. Her lungs filled up with Chun-Li’s horrid stench while Chun-Li forced every last bit of gas out of herself. She watched as her anus puckered a few times after the fart had ended.
“Laura, you’ve been such a good girl that I’d like to reward you,” Chun-Li beamed, smiling warm and fuzzy.
What the fuck? Oh, this outta be good.
“How so,” Laura choked out.
“You’ve been so… perfect if that’s the right word. You’ve smelled all my horrid gas, without complaining at all. You’re ideal, Laura.”
This chick is fucking delusional. No way I idolized her at one point.
“I’ve been meaning to share this with somebody else…”
Chun-Li gushed about Laura and how perfect of an ass sniffer she was, but Laura tuned her out as Chun-Li began to pull down the final layer protecting Laura from oblivion. Laura’s breath caught in her throat as her ass finally bulged out of her panties. Laura’s stomach lurched looking at Chun-Li’s sweaty ass. It looked slick. It looked like there was something splattered in her asscrack, and Laura did NOT want to know what it was.
“You’re the first person I feel… connected enough to share it with you. N-Nobody else.”
Chun-Li DOESN'T stutter… Jesus, is she in love with me? In some evil, borderline deranged way?
“This is for you Laura… I…I never thought I’d feel this way about somebody else…” Chun-Li’s naked ass closed in on Laura, who had to do something.
Oh my god, it fucking STINKS!
Do something then bitch!
“Chun-Li, NO!”
The older woman paused and stuttered. “Wh-what? Laura, what’s wrong darling?” Laura’s face went red with anger.
“I don’t want you to put your nasty fucking ass on my face! You’re sick!”
“Laura, you don’t mean that!” Chun-Li spun around, facing Laura. She looked upset, and above all, hurt. Were those tears beginning to form?
“Oh, but I do, you fucking hag. You’re crazy and delusional. You think I like smelling your farts?”
“Laura, take that back! Right now!... please.”
“I refuse… if any of your precious fans knew the real you, they would be repulsed.” Laura’s scorn lightened when she saw Chun-Li’s look of utter anguish. She looked miserable.
“... is that really how you feel?”
“I…uh,” Chun-Li was trembling above her and looked like she was a few seconds away from having a breakdown. Laura could see just how hurt she looked.
Shit. She might genuinely be in love with me because I smelled her farts without dying. Who knew the mighty Chun-Li is fucking bonkers?
That doesn’t make any sense, though… I was only smelling them because she said she’d vouch for me to get back into the game!
Fuck! I don’t want her to start crying though… damnit.
“Noooooo? Chun-Li… uh… you’re very pretty…and I’d love to spend time with you…”
Chun-Li smiled timidly and blushed. She carefully considered her words here. Momentarily, Laura considered playing this differently, but too much damage had been done. The last 20 minutes had been humiliating. Laura sighed.
“But… you can’t just fart on people and expect them to grovel! I can’t stand you…” Laura’s heart fell at the sight of Chun-Li’s face, which switched from joy to heartbreak to enraged. An angry Chun-Li was not good for Laura.
“FINE! Because of this, I'm going to destroy you.”
In an instant, Chun-Li’s ass was back on Laura’s face like a plunger. It engulfed everything while Laura couldn’t see anything. But she could feel the slickness and just how sticky her ass was. Unfortunately, Laura’s nostrils still worked.
“Smell good, Laura? You brought this on yourself!”
FFLLLLLRRRRRRPPPPPRRrrrrrrrooooooooommmmmmm!
Another loud, winding fart blasted against Laura, who felt Chun-Li’s anus open and puckered against her forehead. Within seconds, Chun-Li’s fetid gas cascaded into Laura’s mouth, who winced and coughed at the taste.
“You mistook my kindness for weakness, Laura… so maybe I’ll just let the smell… marinate.”
Laura groaned as Chun-Li eased the younger woman further into her ass. There wasn’t room to breathe or to move. It was like a prison of swamp ass and farts… And somehow, the smell was getting worse. More potent. The constant heat of Chun-Li’s ass was making it worse.
Fuck! Shit! I shouldn’t have said anything.
Chun-Li sat on Laura, idly picking at her nails and pursing her lips together. She was more than content to just let the smell fester and linger on Laura’s soft skin. She pulled out her phone and began to scroll away on social media for what was at least 10 minutes. Laura couldn’t breathe anything but Chun-Li’s stink and it was having a disabling effect on her.
Damnit… I’m going to die smelling the ass of the world’s most famous fighter.
“Ugh, this is boring,” Chun-Li whined, throwing her phone on the ground. “Time to wrap this up, Laura. I have a very important meeting to get to.”
Gggggggglllllllrrrrrr…
Chun-Li grunted in pain and leaned over.
PPHHHUUURRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHTTTT!
Chun-Li ripped a fart that slapped against Laura’s lips, wiggling them like guitar strings. It was denser than her previous farts and carried a new scent of spiciness. At this point, tears free-flowing from her eyes, and her chest started to feel congested. It was getting harder and harder to breathe. Laura felt something thick and creamy leak onto her chest… something that couldn't have been sweat.
“Aaaaaaaauuuhhh, fuck Laura…”
Realization dawned on Laura.
This sick fuck! Is she getting off from farting on me?
Chun-Li moaned again and pressed down deeper into Laura’s face, creating a suction-cup-like connection between her anus and Laura’s mouth. Laura’s eyes widened in disgust when she felt Chun-Li’s anus flex inside her mouth. Salty sweat rolled down Chun-Li’s asscrack.
pprrrrrffoooooooooooooooooo-OORMRRRRRMLLBMLMBLBLBLBPPPRRRRLLLRRrrr…
Hissing gas rushed into Laura’s mouth until the pressure broke the seal and Chun-Li’s gas descended into a murky, swampy mess of bubbles. Laura’s eyes went back into her head and her vision went black for just a second before her eyes snapped open.
…so this is how I die, huh. Been a good run, Matsuda.
“Oh my god,” Chun-Li started while her fart was still going. Once her fart finally tapered off, Chun-Li exhaled and started laughing. Through the combination of her farts, swamp ass, and general shock, Laura was almost out for the count. Seconds later, Chun-Li flipped around and put her face inches away from Laura’s.
“I’d like to prove something to you,” Chun-Li said, cupping Laura’s soft cheek with one of her slender hands. “My farts are so bad right now, they don’t need to be on your face to make you pass out.”
“...please stop.”
“That's not an option, dear Laura…” Arching her back, Chun-Li raised her ass into the air, making sure the last thing Laura would see was the large mounds of soft cake, signaling her demise. Chun-Li blushed as she brushed her lips against Laura’s cheek.
pppffffFFFFFRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMTTttt…
Once again, clouds of lethal gas wafted over to Laura, tingling her nose before an awful stench set in. Somehow, this fart was worse than anything she had ripped previously. It smelled like Her heartbeat slowed and her eyes drooped to a close. Everything went dark as Chun-Li’s words faded out…
“And for the record, dear Laura… I was never going to vouch for you, or whatever pathetic thing I promised. You aren’t good enough for this stage… and NEVER will be.”
…
Shit… how long have I been out…
Laura sat up and rubbed her eyes. The room was still hazy with the sulphuric smell of Chun-Li. So realistically, it couldn’t have been that long. Of course, Chun-Li’s gas was so bad that it was entirely feasible that it had been hours. Humiliated and fatigued, Laura shrugged, standing on her feet before stumbling a step.
Oh shit… That woman needs to get her stomach checked.
Laura gingerly opened the office door and walked through the hallways of the building for a moment. Like a flash of lightning, Chun-Li swung exited the woman’s bathroom and rubbed her hands on her pants, whistling a tune. Laura’s brow lowered in fury.
THIS FUCKING PUTA IS ABOUT TO LEARN TODAY!
“Laura! Wh-HEY!”
Laura grabbed Chun-Li’s arm, wrangling her back into the bathroom before slamming her head into a sink. Chun-Li bounced off it before stumbling into a stall. Laura curled her fists and flexed her arms in anger.
“Stupid bitch! Think you can humiliate me?”
“Laura, dear, let’s just calm down for a moment-”
“Fuck that!”
Laura walked over, never breaking eye contact with Chun-Li, and slowly backed her ass into Chun-Li’s face until it hit the wall. Surprisingly, Chun-Li wasn’t fighting back or anything of that nature. Maybe she felt bad? Luckily for Laura, her bowels sounded off at this moment, as thick gas surged through her.
BBLBBLBLBLBLLLLRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPP!
A swampy fart blasted into Chun-Li, vibrating her face and echoing throughout the bathroom. Laura bit her lip as gas escaped her at high velocity. After a long moment, the fart ended and Chun-Li’s legs twitched beneath her. Laura recoiled at her fart, hoping Chun-Li was getting the worst of it. It smelled like a pile of dead fish left out in the sweltering sun.
Jesus… that might be worse than hers.
PPPLLLLLLAAARRRRRMMMMMPPP-BBBBBBLLLLLLBBBRMMMM!
Uncontrollably, another two more blasts left Laura’s anus, coating Chun-Li’s face with another layer of sizzling fart vapors. Chun-Li choked and coughed into her ass, while Laura moved forward slightly, giving the older woman a chance to recover. It wouldn’t be long.
“Oh guess what, DEAR, this isn’t a break!” Laura shouted. She heard Chun-Li mumbling something but it didn’t matter. Laura slid down her jean shorts, struggling to get them past her huge ass, and then her muscled thighs. Once they were, she slapped her ass, jiggling them right in front of Chun-Li’s eyes.
“Oh, I don’t think you can handle all of this, Chun-Li,” Laura bragged, whipping her half-wavy, half-braided hair over her shoulder. Her bowels then gurgled with something sinister. Something threatening, above anything her body had ever produced. Laura clenched her ass together before pulling her panties down and deciding Chun-Li deserved this one. All of it.
Oh shit oh shit-
ppfpfff-ffffrrrpppph-ffrrrrrrmmmm-BBBBLLLRRRRRRMMMPPPPPPPPLLLLlllllvvvVVRRRRRMRMMBMMBBLLBLLBLBBLBLBPPPTTT!
Laura’s fart squeaked out of her uncontrollably at first, as she searched for Chun-Li's pointed nose. Once she found her nostrils with her ass, she wiggled around, making sure the fit was perfect before letting go. Without holding herself back, she unloaded liters of gas into Chun-Li, filling her up for a long moment. Once it came to an emphatic ending, she gingerly looked over her shoulder.
Oh my god… what? What the fuck? Did she…
Chun-Li laid her head haphazardly on the wall and was giggling to herself quietly with her eyes closed. She was in a daze, not necessarily conscious, but not unconscious. But Laura’s eyes were locked on Chun-Li’s crotch. There was a dark spot and some form of liquid slowly pooling on the ground.
Wait… so she- fuck, I don’t want to think about this.
Laura cautiously stepped back, left the bathroom, and practically sprinted out of the building. She never looked back.
…
After another demanding day of travel, Laura arrived back at her modest home in Brazil. It was just as hot as it was before she left. Laura opened the door and immediately slumped onto the couch. She groaned into her hands.
“Hey, big sis,” Sean said, eating a bowl of cereal and idly scrolling on his phone. “How’d it go?”
She sighed. “Let’s not talk about it… school go well?” Sean nodded, while Laura felt a buzz in her pocket. She pulled out her almost-dead phone and saw texts from Chun-Li.
Chun-Li: we should talk
Chun-Li: call me when you get the chance
After everything that happened, she wants to talk to me?
Laura sighed, weighing her options. There’s zero possible way this was a good idea. But Chun-Li was an intriguing woman… so Laura tapped on the icon and called her. She picked up after one ring. She walked into her room, making sure Sean couldn’t hear her.
“Laura, darling! So good to hear your voice!”
Laura lowered her brow. “...really?”
“Yes, dear, don’t make me say it again! Listen… I put in a good word for you. You didn't deserve to be left out."
Laura was dumbfounded… after what she had done to Chun-Li, she was shocked to hear this. “...you’re not lying to me?”
“No, Laura, why would I do such a thing…” Laura heard Chun-Li exhale on the other side of the phone and pictured her twiddling her thumbs with a slight blush and a cute smile on her face.
Fuck… I shouldn’t be thinking about the woman who farted on me like that… but why can’t I help it? This is weird.
“You’re my equal, Laura!” Chun-Li practically blurted out. “You’re the only one who matches me in a fight… and your farts, Laura.”
“...My farts?”
“They’re heavenly… I-I thought nobody else in the world had gas that smells as bad as mine.”
Oh my god, she’s fucking crazy… but kinda cute? Shit.
“Ummmm… okay.” Laura exhaled before thinking fuck it and deciding life is short. “Listen, Chun-Li.”
“Yes, Laura?” She sounded full of hope. Laura’s body betrayed her, blushing at the sound of her perfect voice.
“...how about we, you know, uh… hang out. Or see a movie… something normal, you know.”
“...You really mean that?”
“Yes, Chun-Li. I do.”
BBBBBBLBBLBLLBLBBBBBBbbrrrrmrmrmrppplpllrrlrrrrr…
Laura heard what sounded like a splattering, bubbly fart. It sounded like all of Chun-Li’s farts before. But it felt different. Previously, her gas sounded malevolent. But now? They sounded cute, yet expressive and passionate… Just like the other woman. Laura’s pussy began to tingle at the prolonged release, which lasted for a much longer time than it should have.
Fuck. No. Don’t do that. Stop.
“Sorry, Laura,” Chun-Li giggled. “You’ve made me nervous, and I fart when I get nervous.”
“...okay.”
“Listen, I’ll text you… I’d love to show you my home. Talk soon, dear.” The phone disconnected.
Jesus. What the FUCK am I getting myself in to?