Daphne's Discipline
by ZenotoX

Need For Speed: Great Lengths.

The next game from Syphon in the Need for Speed franchise they revived. This time it would be a game similar to The Run, but with the wonderful arcade cop action of Most Wanted and Carbon. Races would focus more on sprints, drag races, speedtraps, and heart-pounding pursuits to rack up bounty and show the other badass drivers they got nothin’ on you. The game was in production, and you were on the team, currently at your desk nearly ready to pull your hair out.

How the hell can programming get so difficult for no reason at all? You were programming and working on the speedtrap races when suddenly the speedometer went wonky and driving past a speed marker would crash the system. It was driving you nuts that you were stuck on this for 2 hours and couldn’t fix it! You shook your head. Getting upset wouldn’t make it get solved any faster. What you needed was some coffee. You stood up, straightened your tie, and walked out of your cubicle- *bumph* You were bounced back in after impacting something big and soft. You straightened your vision and saw Ava, carrying a stack of papers and looking apologetic.

“Sorry! Didn’t mean to hip check you!” You knew she didn’t hip check you on purpose because if she did you’d be in a wall across the room.

And she’d probably be charging at you to do it again.

“These are the logs that everyone’s typing up on bugs they’re encountering. Apparently shit is going down. What about you?”

You walked to your comp and pressed a button, letting a car drive as the speedometer showed errors and missing textures and then the game flat-out crashing.

“Ouch… Hmmm.” Ava looked to the side. “Let me try.” She squeezed into the cubicle before you could protest, her ginormous bubble butt sliding in and bouncing on each wall as she walked up to the computer. Meanwhile, you ended up behind her, trying to get some footing without being overtaken by the 5-foot high wall of ass in front of you. She bent forward and rested her hands on the desk, which pulled up her skirt in the back considerably, her bare underbutt rising high to your view.

“I think I can fix-... oh?~” Oh great, she’s locked onto you again. You shout at Ava to focus before remembering to not be too loud. “Ok ok I’ll fix it~ Just noticed you looking~” How could you not look at the giant ass in front of you. If you moved at all you’d be contacting her ass in some way. It was astonishing, her ass was as high as you were tall, which was taller than the cubicles. Chairs must vanish under her ass like sitting on a potato chip.

“CAN YOU CALM DOWN?!~ I feel everything you’re thinking and I’ll ‘solve your stress’ differently after, but I’m trying to be GOOD today!~” she moaned out from up front before tapping away on the computer. You stood behind her patiently, gulping as minor glances at her would make her ass jiggle as she felt it. You didn’t hear her breathing heavy, which was good. The last thing you needed was for her flipping out and slamming that ass on you like a mousetrap. Though it’d probably boost your day. Her ass tensed.

urrlllbbllpt...

A warm bubble of air fluttered its way onto you, smelling strongly of morning coffee, toast, bacon, and eggs. Apparently, she had a very nice breakfast. It wasn’t too unpleasant enough for you to not enjoy, it was like it was setting the mood for a nice workplace interaction- her giant glutes bounced onto your face to snap you back to reality.

“You think too much~ Anyway I think I got this done…” You try to scoot to the side to look at the screen as she drove, giving you a look at the speedometer. All textures seemed in order, and then the game crashed. “Wh- What the hell!?” You try to scoot past her plump hips to get in front but she leans to the side. “No, I got this! One more run…” You sighed. At least looking at her ass wasn’t a turn on at the moment as much as it was an obstacle to your computer and your plans for coffee. You looked around, wondering what to occupy your mind with when you saw her…

You quickly urged Ava to hurry, ducking down in your cubicle. “Whoa, what’s the rush- whoa! H-hey!” In your haste, your face and hands rubbed against the underside of her ass, and as you found you couldn’t lean back, you fell forward, planting your body into a near hug of her meaty rump. You could hear her heavy breathing as her ass rose a bit. Uh oh.

*BOOMF!!*

“You’re the one who couldn’t resist this time!~ Just had to rub your body on my ass, huh?!~” You tried to warn Ava but between her round soft rump bouncing and rubbing onto you, you were lost in the joy of it all and unable to say a word.

PPLLRRRLLLLLBBLPLPT!

And then she pushed out that floor pounding fart, gas washing over you smelling like a digested breakfast from heaven as it filled your senses and only made you fall to her crazed charm even more. She bounced a small bit just to rub it in, enjoying the fact that you loved it all no matter what.

“Mmm! If I could I’d just sit on you and finish this! I knew you’ve been wanting my ass- HEY DAPHNE WHAT’S UP I’M JUST PROGRAMMING DOING NOTHING BAD AT ALL!” You mentally facepalmed. Your 10 seconds of gassy ass-y fun was about to be met with consequences… if you got caught that is…

Up above, Daphne frowned, looking down at Ava as her ass filled a cubicle she knew wasn’t hers. “Who’s cubicle is this?” she asked, her tone of voice already showing it wasn’t going to be a good day for anyone caught in foul play.

Ava thought fast, trying to use all the context clues you told her earlier to form up the best lie possible. “GOOD QUESTION! This is the new guy’s desk!”

Daphne’s eyes lowered as she growled out. “And where are they…”

“...where do you think they are?” Ava needed to buy more time to think but apparently that wasn’t the wrong answer give Daphne.

“I think you’re violating policy AGAIN and sitting on them AGAIN. Get. Up.”

“I’m not sitting on anyone! They went to, to uhhhhh! Get coffee! They were having trouble and I just decided to help them while they went to recharge! YEA!” Ava was way too vocally proud of her lie, but you hoped it did the trick. You heard tapping above, Ava was showing Daphne the errors in the code. “See? Look how broken this is!” As the card drove, the speedometer worked just fine, and the speedtrap was passed perfectly. Ava merely looked at Daphne as she got angrier.

“GET. UP!”

Now it was your turn to play your part, you reached up and grabbed her panty line. Ava blushed a bit but then quickly figured out the plan. She fell back down, to give the illusion that she was having trouble. “Oops, s-sorry! This ass is pretty heavy y’know ha-”

“Stop talking.”

Ava gulped and fully stood, revealing nothing on the floor but a few sticky notes and a pen. Daphne wasn’t buying it, she was livid, putting a food forward to go into the cubicle herself, both of their combined asses likely would destroy the space altogether, but before that could happen.

“Um, Daphne?” a voice spoke from her side. She looked over, seeing a line of people waiting as her wide rump blocked the entire walkway. Sidewalk sized or not, her ass blocked it all, and Daphne huffed as she took her leave, walking away to the elevator.

It was as if a victory jingle played in your head as you rolled out from Ava’s behind and stood up, giving her a happy high five! “Hell yea! That was awesome!” she cheered. “I feel like a whole buncha Skyrim style level ups are firing off in my head! Anyway, I fixed the problem and we avoided death so I really should leave…” She turned from you and picked up her papers, blushing as she left before leaving a parting gift.

pprrrLLBLBLLBPT!

A firm, bubbling fart, loudly popping for a good 6 seconds as she blew her breakfast stench into your cubicle, turning and winking at you to remind you she was still available later. With that she walked off, leaving you with a solved problem, a good (at least to you) scent in your workspace, and a remaining feeling of tiredness. You should go get that coffee now.

You tapped your sides as you waited for the elevator to reach the 3rd floor. Other than the bug Ava fixed, there was still a lot more to do. The elevator dinged and the door opened. The floor was a little busy, people standing around talking about the bugs in their code and discussing how to go about it. You walked up to where the coffee shop was, ready to order a nice refreshing frappe from the cashier, when you had the misfortune of glancing at Daphne sitting in the lounge, looking at her phone. Why was she here?! How long was she here?... You decided to ignore her and simply order your frappe, hoping to leave be- you already felt the heat from her breasts behind you.

“Getting coffee again?” she asked. You looked back to her with a smile, attempting to explain that you had dropped your coffee earlier and were simply getting another. She didn’t buy it at all. “If that was the case I would have seen you several minutes ago when Ava told me you were here. Unless…” she gave a playful smirk before her face returned to a scowl, “you both were lying to me.”

You shook your head, grabbing your frappe as it was done and trying to explain it off but she silenced you. “You’re coming to my office and we’ll talk it out there. I’m sure that’s better than working on the code everyone else is suffering with. Follow me.” You gulped as you walked behind her, once again seeing the biggest ass in the building in motion.

You were happy she didn’t seem to have this weird sixth “ass gaze” sense that Ava had so you could actually enjoy this walk to the elevator. How Daphne put pants on her door frame demolishing ass was impossible to imagine. Her ass was enough to block a street lane and yet it was just so perfectly plump and curvy, packed airtight in her immense slacks that you could even see the stitches at the seam holding on for dear life. Of the 3 girls, Daphne’s ass was definitely the largest, and most feared. The coworkers you passed seemed to know that you weren’t in for a good time. You even saw Charles, from your first day, giving you a reassuring look of sympathy.

Unbeknownst to them, you loved this shit~ *bump*

“Rrgh, watch where you’re going! In fact, you get in the elevator first, I’m not going to let you enjoy this…” You took the long walk around her, getting to the elevator and turning around to see that wide load rump coming right for you. *BOOMPH* You were pressed to the back of the elevator by that enormous ass, her ass grinding onto you as she pushed the button to her office floor.

“Like hell if I’m going to let you enjoy this…” she pressed hard onto you, really pressing you and letting you tell how much ass was densely packed into those pants, but then there was something else, something you still didn’t think you’d ever really handle. The smell. That potent, acrid, near caustic coffee fart stench she had. Your breath sputtered, coughing as you tried to push all of that rump off of you, but she barely budged. Instead, she put an end to the resistance, swiftly.

PRRALLRPALLPPLPT!

It was like the air itself was flattening you to the wall as it blew out from those massive cheeks, slapping a much worse, ‘fresher’ form of her commanding gas. It was in your lungs and wouldn’t come out for a while, and your strength to fight was gone just like that. “Just because it’s on you doesn’t mean you can touch back. I’m not Ava, and you’ll learn that being with her means trouble with me… At least, it does when you’re supposed to be working. Here’s our stop.”

The weight came off of you and you practically peeled off the wall and resumed standing, fanning your face from such a temporary smelly tomb. You caught whatever breath you could that wasn’t smelling of digested coffee hell and walked out into the much better smelling managerial floor. Daphne’s room was very close, and she opened the door, once again letting you enter first. Thankfully (or unfortunately), there was no chance of her literally bum-rushing you into a wall.

Her office was rather nice, there was a gentle breeze from the AC and her workplaces and files were neat and tidy. Other than that, her desk was very high and there was a VERY LARGE chair behind it. It looked more like a parking space for an SUV than a person, but with the size of Daphne’s street blocking derriere, it wasn’t a surprise. The gentle breeze abruptly stopped.

“Sit in the chair.” There was a normal size chair in front of her desk, for when people that weren’t Ava or Shelby needed to see her. You knew which chair she meant, but... You sat in the smaller chair. “W- You- Actually, sure, why not?” That sounded like ‘I’m going to sit on you anyway’ and quite frankly you didn’t want it to be in a small wooden chair, you wanted the big car-sized fluffy chair! You stood up and apologized, walking around the desk and jumping up to her chair. It was like being a grape on a dinner plate, though instead of being food it was going to be like those weird food-sitting videos.

Daphne walked around, sighing before speaking to you. “Want to tell me the truth before this starts?” You decided to explain, saying how you were having trouble before Ava came by and quickly solved the issue before things got… steamy. “I see… always an accident with her. I’m sorry she wasted your time and got you in this predicament, but hopefully, this will be a deterrent from going through with her urges.”

You gulped as you once again saw her ass coming towards you as she turned, its great shadow looming overhead. And before you could even protest the taut fabric of her slack flattened you once more, pressing down as she sat in her massive seat, which from the small bit of wiggle room you had you could tell that it somehow still wasn’t enough to contain her giant glutes. She pressed down and twisted onto you, rubbing her round rotten rump onto you before bouncing as she scooted her chair closer to her desk.

“I’m sure you’re happy you picked the bigger chair now, make yourself comfortable. I won’t be paying attention to you, I actually have work to attend to,” she spoke from above with this air of strict dominance. “Here at Syphon we take our roles and we do them to the best of our abilities. There’s nothing wrong with resting and relaxing, but what Ava pulls you into doesn’t count.

You opened your mouth to protest, wanting to say that Ava actually did help solve your issue. Big mistake.

PPPRRLLLRP-PPRRAAARRRARRARAPPPT!

She blasted what she had loaded up, a fierce thunderous clapping fart that blasted you like a tornado of funk, the raw smell of strong coffee gas boring into your nose and lungs and nearly burning. It ripped out of her for 9 hellish seconds. You coughed and pushed up in resistance, finding no softness with how stuffed those pants were.

“I didn’t ask for another explanation… You’re already getting your punishment, and, ngh- *PRRLLBBBLLBT!* -guh, I’m not getting up. Excuses allow the same thing to happen, punishment doesn’t.” God, the fart midsentence was small but still so hot and humid, still smelling so acrid. You could hear her slurping something, was it more coffee? Was she fueling up? How long was she going to sit on you?!

PPRRRLLP! PPRRRAARRLLLPT!

Two more farts, combined into 10 seconds of punishing putridness, the smell only getting stronger in the ass cave of space you had. You were trying to fan your nose but it was no use, the gas was everywhere, her ass was everywhere, and you were stuck right in her crack until she freed you.

“Hello, this is Syphon, you’re speaking with Daphne… Yes, the information of the- huh?... Oh… hold on just a moment.” She was taking a call, you could hear some rapid typing above before it suddenly stopped. You could feel her ass flex around you.

pprrrrrRRRLLCRROOOOOMMMPHHH!

The room rattled as her chair, which more or less was you, took the brunt of something truly evil. All you could hear for the first 3 seconds was the wet purring of something charging up from her ass, smelling the terrifying stench as it leaked out and flooded over you before what could only be described as a wet bomb, the air quality failing immediately to unbreathable. You coughed and sputtered and pushed up on her ass, thrashing as this was far, far too potent for you. If this kept up there was no enjoying the situation, you were going to be terrified just thinking of her ass! The only response was more weight, flattening your arms down as a loud gurgling was heard above.

“I didn’t intend for it to be that bad but if you don’t quiet down I’ll do it on purpose! I’m taking a call! If I hear one peep out of you, even a cough, your desk is going to be right behind me for a week! Understood?” You held your nose and calmed your breathing, she took this as compliance and went back to her call. “Yes, the records were sent to the email of a Mr. Torgo… Ok, call back if there are any inaccuracies. Thanks for working with Syphon!” she closed the call in a surprisingly cheery tone, and then lifted her ass, flooding you with fresh air you desperately needed as your coughing picked back up from the leftover stench. “You can leave, judging by your reaction that last f- dear god!” She even started coughing herself as she realized just how bad she nuked you, which unfortunately made small, loud bubbles burst from her rump right back onto you. You wasted no time and got off of the seat, coughing as you ran to the door.

“*cough* And I better not catch you with her again! Or I’ll keep you here all night like I actually planned!” was all you heard her shout before you made it out, knowing the truth punishment didn’t even start for you. You stood in the elevator and calmly caught your breath, pressing the button for your floor so you could get back to work, adding Daphne to the list of ‘crazy women bad for your health.’

Yet despite how hard the stink of her coffee farts hit you, you couldn’t help but imagine just how much you’d love that challenge, smelling and eventually loving it all from an ass that enormous… Well, knowing Ava you’d probably have another shot tomorrow. The elevator door opened and you walked back to your cubicle, the look on the faces of those you passed showing that the smell still lingered on you.

As you got back to work, you saw Ava walking down aisle with a small stack of papers. “Hey! I got a few records someone else wanted to review with you for the- whoa! Oh god did Daphne fart on you?! Did she find out?...” You calmly nodded as the intercom clicked to life.

“Ava Kiavi, you’re wanted in Ms. Daphne Harris’ office, quickly…”

You watched her sigh, before a smile went back to her face. “Did she put you in the chair?” You nodded. “Yessss~ Cya!” She giggled and walked off. Apparently, she was going to handle this better, be it from experience or got crazed lust for ass. Likely both.