By: JustAnotherGasWriter
Yor Forger was in her bedroom with her husband Loid, applying blush to her face while humming gently to herself. The two were going to have a night out in town tonight; Loid had made arrangements for them to go to a nearby restaurant and then to go to an escape room after that. The eatery was a local favorite and Yor's absolute favorite spot so it was a slam dunk for Loid, but the two of them had never done an escape or puzzle room before. It shouldn't be that hard for them to get through it but he was sure they would have a good time!
“Thank you for setting this all up sweetie; we haven't had too much time for each other lately,” Yor remarked out loud, smiling at Loid through her mirror as her hubby buttoned up the jacket of his black suit.
“Don't mention it hon, I thought you would like a chance to take a break with how busy we have been,” Loid replied, returning the smile back to his gorgeous wife. He was ready to go now and looked over his outfit in the mirror, adjusting his red necktie as he got closer. “Almost ready to go? I will get the car ready,” he offered, noticing that Yor was about done preparing for their date.
“I will be done in just a moment,” Yor promised with a smile as Loid craned his neck down and gave him a peck on the neck before leaving the room. She had picked a killer outfit for this; she was sporting a lovely red dress that hugged each and every curve to her body. Her hair was nice and was complimented gorgeously with a number of jewelry bits from a diamond encrusted necklace to some gold bracelets.
After another five minutes or so of doing makeup and making sure the outfit was all good, Yor left the bedroom herself and out of the mansion. Loid was waiting for her outside near the front door in the car as promised, though he got out and walked around the front of the vehicle to open the door for his wife and help her in.
“Always a gentleman,” Yor purred, taking his hand as her husband assisted her into the passenger seat.
“My pleasure,” Loid chuckled, closing the door for his wife as well before returning to his side of the car and climbing back into the driver's side.
They buckled up and started the drive into town, making small talk as they cruised down the road to the restaurant. It took them fifteen minutes to arrive, Loid parked as close as he could to the building before opening the door for Yor and helping her out. They walked in holding hands, the hostess recognizing them since they were regulars and taking them to their reserved seat.
“Do you even need the menu?” Loid asked Yor, opening his own menu up. He was a more adventurous eater and enjoyed ordering something new nearly every time they went out whereas Yor liked to find one or two items and stick to it.
“I don't think so, I think I want the seabass,” Yor replied, confirming Loid's suspicion. The black sea bass was a favorite of the young woman's; it was no surprise at all that she would be ordering it.
“Alright, I think I will try that too then,” Loid told her with a smile, closing his own menu up. Ironically, he had never had the seabass here, but he felt like trying something new and it had to be pretty good if it was just about the only thing his wife ordered!
The two submitted their orders to the waiter and continued their prior flirtatious small talk. The food came out fast and Yor smiled gently as the fish was placed in front of her. Wine was poured as well and the two enjoyed the meal thoroughly.
“I can see why this is your favorite,” Loid remarked once he was done with his portion, wiping some sauce from his upper lip using a napkin.
“The caper sauce is so lovely, it compliments the fish perfectly. So does the wine,” Yor agreed, finishing her glass of wine while Loid paid their bill and they stood up to leave together. “So, we are doing an escape room next tonight?”
Loid nodded to his wife, adjusting his sports coat to make sure it looked crisp again before standing up and walking out to the car with Yor, “I already made the reservations. I thought that it would be fun for us to at least give something new a try,”
Yor nodded with him, smiling back as Loid let her into the passenger seat. “Something new is always fun!” She chirped, in a pretty clearly great mood following the wonderful meal.
“Hopefully it doesn’t turn out to be lame… or too intense, I heard that some of these places can have trouble striking a good balance,” Loid continued as the car started up.
As they began the drive to the escape room, Yor could feel trouble already brewing inside of her. Seafood was one of her favorites, though her stomach was not in agreement with her consciousness. She was getting nervous about having a slip-up during their outing, though she would try her best to keep it penned up. This was part of a secret master plan that Loid had however; in fact, the only reason they were even going to an escape room was so that they would be in a position like this! Being from such a posh family, it was hard for him to be open about his eccentric fetish. Hell, he and Yor had been married for a good few years now and his wife had no idea of his secret adoration for her farts! Normally on nights when they went out to eat, Loid would wait for his beloved wife to fall asleep before slipping under the covers to bask in the ensuing Dutch oven, but he couldn’t live like that forever. It didn’t feel right to hide something even so embarrassing from his wife, he planned on coming clean to her tonight. However when he had come to this conclusion, he decided it would probably be best to take a more indirect approach to coming out rather than just telling her. Some wine and dining would loosen up the mood and get Yor feeling positive and some scenario where he ‘saved’ her from the humiliation of having to break wind in public would give him the perfect window to also admit his kink in a natural and nonchalant way. Hopefully, Yor wouldn’t catch on after!
“Feeling alright sweetheart?” the perverted man asked as he noticed Yor trying to be discreet with her discomfort; his wife was leaning slowly from side to side to try and nurse the brewing storm.
“Quite alright, just letting dinner settle in,” Yor replied, wincing while still shifting left to right. “Seafood was not the smartest choice after some late afternoon coffee…” She was cursing herself in her head. She could feel it was inevitable; she would either have to excuse herself to the bathroom upon arrival at the restaurant or stealthily toot her way through the puzzle place.
“Alright, just let me know if you need anything,” Loid replied, acting non the wiser to her predicament. “Well, this is going swimmingly,” he thought, feeling very crafty that everything was going right to plan. The stage was set!
It didn’t take long for them to arrive at the escape room as it was just a stone toss up the road from the restaurant. When they stopped, Loid stepped out and stretched his back before opening the door for his wife as usual. Yor was looking for the loo as soon as they stepped in, but Loid went right to the counter and presented their reservation. The couple were escorted right to the back, the clerk explaining the rules of the game as they stepped into the starting area. Yor had to bite her tongue as the two of them stepped into a jail cell, the employee sliding the barred door shut and locking it.
“There are several more areas beyond this cell that must be completed in order to finish the game. Everything requires teamwork and problem-solving to get through and the only hint I can give you is that nothing needs to be broken in order to proceed. Have fun!” The clerk wished them good luck with a whistle, his keys rattling on his belt as he walked away.
Yor winced as her stomach bubbled aggressively, nearly sounding off a loud groan of protest that would have been obvious to Loid. She felt relieved at least that her cover wasn’t broken, though it was clear that she needed to fart. Right now.
“So, ahm, where do you think we need to start?” Yor asked, letting Loid take the lead on their first challenge and clearing her throat as a small puff of silent gas exited her body.
fffpphhhht
The assassin’s toot was as stealthy as she would be during a job, making a clean exit from her plump posterior. The only sign it left behind was a scent, something that was immediately obvious to Yor. God, it smelled terrible! Like raw sewage!
Loid could smell it as soon as his wife let loose, that oh so familiar stink invaded his nostrils and he caught himself just in time before taking in a deep whiff! Playing it cool, he acted as if he didn’t know.
“I’m not sure… he said we don’t need to break anything to make progress, so I assume there is a key or at least a clue hidden in here somewhere…” Loid thought aloud, seeming to be oblivious to Yor’s smell as he ducked his head under the cot in one corner of the cell. Feeling along the inside of the lining, he felt what was definitely an anomaly. Grabbing at it, he came out from under the cot holding a paper.
Yor looked impressed with her husband’s quick find, and also had guilt hanging around her! She had cut the cheese again while Loid put his head underneath the flimsy bed, keeping it quiet but adding heavily to the miasma malingering around them. “Surely he knows now,” she thought to herself in shame! To her surprise, however, Loid seemed oblivious still!
“Seems as though we have our first lead. This may be quite easy,” Loid laughed, his wife’s gas filling his sinuses effortlessly as he stood up in a thick cloud of farts. “Hmmm… seems as though there is a secret compartment in here containing a key we need to find… check the brick of the wall hon,” He instructed after reading the paper over, starting to check the wall for weak spots or any faux bits that could be a secret container or even a trigger for a secret door or something.
“Let’s not get too cocky now sweetheart,” Yor laughed along with him, her giggles of course being much more nervous of course. They tapped along the wall, Yor’s butt clenched up like the door to a vault! After a moment of checking, the woman would touch a section of the wall that was certainly different. She gave it a press and the cell door clicked loudly from the lock disengaging before it slid open eerily.
“Good work!” Loid complimented his wife, taking one last secret sniff before skipping out of the cell with Yor at his hip. Yor was just as happy to leave, though it was of course mainly to leave her own musk in the dust!
After making their way out of the cell, the couple made their way down a dimly lit hallway before coming to another door. KEY REQUIRED was written in bold letters across the top of the cold steel door.
“Well, here is our next goal it seems,” Loid remarked rhetorically, immediately looking around the frame of the door for any obvious clue or inconsistency.
Yor nodded and took a step back, another fart queued up for ejection from her intestines. She couldn’t hold it in any longer and daintily lifted a leg…
ppprrrfffbbt-fllrroorrbbT
She was able to squeeze off a two-stage toot, remaining fully silent… until the very end! A quick pop to conclude the fart was a dead giveaway, Yor immediately getting redder than a tomato! There was no way Loid was so dense to not know after that!
“Drop something back there? Be careful, we can’t break anything in here,” Loid reminded her without looking back or even batting an eye it seemed. In reality, a raging erection was developing in his pants as he heard the toot and was immediately swamped in her stink again!
“O-oh, sorry Loid, I will be more careful,” Yor agreed quickly, dumbfounded at how her normally astute husband hadn’t caught on yet. Loid was a detail-oriented guy, a fact even now obvious with how into the puzzles he was in this marathon run. She wasn’t sure how she had squeaked away bearing no blame or suspicion at all, though she was starting to develop a suspicion herself.
“No worries, you didn’t mean to, I am sure,” Loid reassured her, running a finger along the outside of the doorjam until he found something yet again out of place. Picking at the side of the door freed a bobby pin that had been taped up, making their next way through apparent. “Looks like the existence of a key may have been exaggerated. This one is all you hon,” he remarked, turning and handing Yor the bobby pin for her to pick the lock. He knew how to trick locks using such tools, but knew Yor was more gifted at this trick than him.
Yor took the bobby pin and stepped forward to the door. Getting on her knees, she bent out the bobby pin with her clammy hands before starting to rake the inside of the lock with finesse. “Feels like a five pin…” Yor muttered, sizing up the lock. Another fart was fully brewed up and ready for release, which she let go with a breathy sigh.
ppppfffrrrphhht
Loid could hear the gentle breeze this time, the subtle hiss bringing him some great joy as his wife stunk up the place. Not to mention, he was right in the line of fire this time! “Good work, keep going. You’re doing great,” he encouraged her along with her work, taking some more emboldened sniffs of her hanging funk. Her sea bass feast was coming through in her farts too; the stench had shifted from a rotten coffee sewer smell to that mixed with the stink of the ocean at low tide!
“Almost got it…” Yor talked quietly, trying her best to maintain concentration on both holding in a now monster collection of gas in her colon. She couldn’t rush for fear of messing up and having to restart, though she did have to go as fast as she could safely manage to avoid a nuclear meltdown-level event. It was a delicate balance! “Door is open!” she declared after bouncing the fifth pin a moment later, the lock clicking open before the door swung gently ajar.
“One more down, great job!” Loid cheered, taking Yor’s hand to help her back to a standing position and walking further up the hallway.
Yor couldn’t help but feel more actively suspicious of Loid now. She had farted literally at him that time and her husband hadn’t noticed it seemed. Maybe he was saving her from embarrassment? She was admittedly touched by this thought, though she also was even more humiliated by this. Yor liked to carry herself with the utmost care and class; farting in front of her lover, especially in an even mildly public place, was devastating for her!
The hallway bottlenecked out to a more open space, presenting what looked to already be their final challenge. They were presented with two different paths; one being a hall of mirrors and the other being a tight linear space.
“Well, things just got interesting,” Loid whistled as they were presented with a choice, picking up a scroll that was hanging between the two doors. “Seems like this is the way out already… but only one of them will get us to the exit, the other one loops to that curtained door over there,” He nodded to a door in a different corner of the room.
“Well, why don’t we just peek behind the curtain then? See which one is the dummy path?” Yor suggested, sensing her next fart would break the trend of silent stinkers. Playtime was over, she would be having some real rippers from here out.
“Oh, come on, that is cheating! Wouldn’t be doing it right if we peeked. Where is the fun in that anyway!” Loid shook his head, gently tugging on Yor’s hand. “Go ahead and pick one and go first. I will help you along behind,” he coaxed her along next, reading her body language and knowing the beast would be unleashed momentarily.
Yor seemed annoyed by Loid’s stubbornness over doing the challenge correctly, though her own pride over her ladylike image was greater so she went ahead and made her way to the hall of mirrors first. The mirrored hallway narrowed up soon shortly down the line, meaning that they had to start squeezing along and through on top of dealing with the optical illusion hellscape. Yor grunted as pressure was applied to her stomach, which did her in.
BBBRRLLARRBBTTT
The mirror behind her rump was fogged up as the dainty woman cut a loud, bassy fart against it. She knew it was coming but nothing could really prepare her for the wave of humiliation that washed over her once she actually cut loose.
Loid observed his wife cloud up the mirror with the raw tooting power of her dumpy, feeling a sense of relief that he no longer had to pretend to not notice. “Woah, careful there hon…” he grunted, the low tide stank filling the tight space up immediately. The smell was inescapable, not that he minded of course but he couldn’t let her know how into it he was yet or everything would fall apart!
“... sorry babe,” Yor squeaked, her face was nearly as red as her dress as they tried to keep going through the tight mirror hall in a desperate attempt to reach the end faster. Her classy demeanor had been degraded if not shattered for Loid in her mind!
“I-it is alright sweetheart, it is natural. Let's just get out of here then,” Loid spoke up to reassure her gently, scooting Yor along in front of him to keep things going along. The hall only got tighter, meaning Yor inevitably fired off again!
FFRRLLRT
The fart was short but loud, rattling the glass of the mirror behind her butt from the hard push. Yor tried to just get going faster, not saying anything as the toots were forcibly erupting out her ass. Loid kept pace with her easily, sniffing up the stinky seafood medley as they got through the tighter gap.
“Just keep going sweetheart, we shouldn’t be too far,” Loid kept on coaxing his wife gently to try and calm her from her embarrassment and keep her going. They hit the end of the mirrored hallway… only to exit the curtain out to where they had started from. “Well… at least we know the correct side now,” Loid gave a nervous laugh, rubbing Yor on the shoulder.
“C-can we just keep going please?” Yor stuttered as she saw they would have to go through yet another cramped section, but her stomach suddenly bubbled up hard and got her groaning. “O-on second thought… could you please at least look away from me?” She asked him, trying to save her last bit of confidence as she decided that it would be best to rip off as many farts as she could manage now to keep the tooting to a minimum in the tight hall. Loid respected her wishes and turned away, even putting fingers in his ears to give her further privacy. It didn’t matter to him; he could still enjoy the smell and likely would also be able to hear it regardless based on how long the last few had been.
BBBRRAARRAAMMBBARRTTT!!!
Yor held her tummy and bent over, giving a push to discharge as much as she could in one go. Her asshole fired off loud and proud, almost blowing a hole through her bottoms it felt like! But she wasn’t done, she had one more good one before they could keep going.
BBRRAARRBBBLLRRAARRRBBBBBTTTT
Yor’s face felt as hot as the sun with how flushed red from humiliation it was, the second fart gassing out the large space. Loid had been able to clearly hear both of her rips through his plugging, the smell sent a tingle up his spine.
“C-come on, let’s go now,” Yor grabbed ahold of Loid’s arm and gently tugged him along to let him know she had cleared herself out enough. Loid started to make his way through the dark and tight hallway with his wife up in front of him again as they had been in the mirrored hallway. The two were fast and didn’t say much to each other, reaching the exit after only a few more minutes of proceeding.
Upon their exit, Yor was still bright red in the face in shame. Loid however still looked happy and normal, even waving to the clerk as his wife led him out of the building and to the car. The drive home was mostly silent as well, with Yor looking out of her window and Loid focusing on driving. He could tell she wasn’t angry of course, which gave him the courage to push the envelope with her.
“So… feeling alright now”?” he asked casually, keeping the convo at least initially on her feelings and wellbeing.
“Better I guess…” Yor moped, sighing into her palm as she used her hand to keep her head propped up. “Probably should have seen that coming… sorry for ruining our one night out,”
“Hey, hey! Don’t say that hon, you are making this too much of a big deal,” Loid replied, looking over to Yor. She looked back at him slowly and saw him giving her a warm and loving smile. “You’re acting like your life is over because of that,”
“It might as well be!” Yor whined in protest, being over dramatic still about the whole thing.
“Oh come on, everyone needs to fart babe. It is… a normal bodily function, you can’t help it,” Loid shrugged, making calculated steps with his words. He decided this was his shot to plant a seed into her head and went in for the kill shot. “You know, it is impressive how you were able to make something like that so… elegant. And dare I say, sexy?” he continued, complimenting her on her strange performance.
Yor went from red to white at his statement, unsure she heard him right. Her thoughts earlier about how Loid was oblivious to the point of it being suspicious returned to her too. No way he had done this… on purpose, right? Or at least, had been enjoying it that whole time?
“What do you mean?!” She asked him next, admittedly feeling a surprising amount of her self-confidence rebuild upon hearing his complimenting.
“The way you lifted that leg up, the way your cute little face blushed up, your body language… it was strangely adorable?” Liam clarified, feeling as if he wasn’t totally in the clear yet but getting there.
“I guess I never thought about it that way… hmph!” Yor nodded, smiling to herself gently at Loid’s observation. They parked the car and went upstairs to their room.
Yor started to undress herself, shivering gently as she got down to a silky black bra and panties. Looking in the mirror, she could see Loid checking her out from the bed, nearly half naked himself. She couldn’t help but feel like she was onto something with her suspicion, and decided to just ask him.
“Loid… were you into it?” she asked him shyly, turning to face him head-on at the foot of the bed.
Loid didn’t expect Yor to ask so bluntly and it was his turn to blush now, probably a clear indication of his answer. Given how she wasn’t upset, however, he couldn’t even try to answer in an indirect way.
“Well… I can’t say you don’t make even the grossest seeming things hot,” He nodded yes in affirmative.
Yor looked into his eyes and observed his body language, flattered by the remarks. With a sigh, she swallowed her pride and got up on the bed, deciding to humor her love. “Well, I um… I think I have some more,” She told him, laying stomach down and butt up on the bed. Her plump booty invited him in, along with a stomach growl! “Go ahead, I think I have a few good ones,” She told him.
Loid salivated as his wife presented her bum to him while rambling about her incoming gas. He crawled over to meet her buttcrack with his nose, sniffing a few times before grabbing a plump cheek with each hand and giving her ass a jiggle.
PPBBBMMMRRMPPTTT
Yor let go, delivering Loid his first proper face fart! Her cheeks recoiled against his hands gently and Loid continued to sniff, grunting as he got acquainted with her taint.
“How was that for you?” Yor asked, feeling a wave of humiliation set in again as she farted for her hubby, though she could at least suppress it now pretty well.
“Oh it is wonderful Yor… thank you, sweetheart,” Loid replied candidly, planting a kiss on each of her mounds before returning to a good sniffing position.
“Alright then… one more fart before bed,” Yor told him, closing her eyes to concentrate on one last good push.
BBBRRRLLARRARRBBTTTT
Yor finally expelled what felt like the last of her dinner-induced gas with a hearty sigh, her butt shaking and jiggling on Loid’s hands and face again. He closed his eyes and fully relaxed, letting his body fully be taken over by the sensation of her stinky farts.
Yor allowed him to lay there and enjoy himself for a few minutes, listening to him grumble and sniff up her fetid flatulence. After he kissed her butt again, Loid sat up on the bed and let out a satisfied sigh.
“Ready for bed now?” Yor asked with a smile, acting like she hadn’t done anything.
“Of course sweetie,” He nodded, playing it off as well. He would get off the bed to let Yor cuddle up, turning the lights off before rejoining her under the blankets. “Goodnight hon,” Loid whispered before closing his eyes, holding Yor from behind.
“Good night,” Yor whispered back before closing her eyes. And just like that, the two fell asleep nice and easy in their now fumigated bedroom.