Home of Fantasies (Luna)
by Inflationneit

Dammit, Ted… You couldn’t let me sleep, could you? Nooo, you had to bring her here. Don’t get me wrong, Ted, I have no problem with you getting your groove on with some new lady. What I have a problem with is getting your groove on while I’m trying to sleep. I should blast a million farts, just to make them stop… but I won’t, because I’m a good person. No, I’ll just wait until I wake up (if I ever go to sleep in the first place), and kill him. He hates it when I kill him. I don’t blame him. But you know, you gotta show some dominance. Especially to Ted. Thinks he’s such a big shot. He had to be a big shot, didn’t he?

Ya had to be a big shot, didn’t ya, had to open up your mouth. Ya had to…

Sorry. Heard that song on the radio once.

They’re still going… What the fuck does she see in him, anyway? I mean, yeah, he’s hot, but… fuck, just… stop! I guess it doesn’t matter that he’s had, like, ten billion other girls knocked up in this place. In HOF, that just means he’s good at it. If I was a little more conservative, and still lived where I used to before this, I’d be disgusted. But I’m not. I’m just mad that he has to do this now.

… Come to think of it, I wouldn’t even be disgusted where I lived. I guess that’s why I’m here now. I always thought clothes were just… I dunno, cumbersome. Like, why? I’m fucking gorgeous! I don’t need to make everyone else feel comfortable in their own stupid world. I don’t give a shit. I only ever wear this bikini type thing cuz I feel obligated. Some guys seem to think bare nakedness means I want sex. Assholes. I just like my body, I don’t want to fuck you.

Well ok maybe sometimes. But that goes off of my choice to fuck you, not my choice to be naked.

My GOD, they’re still going! Fuck it. I’m just gonna kill him now. I’ll be the mother of all cockblockers. She won’t want to fuck him so badly when he’s DEAD.

Oh. They just stopped. Fucking finally. I’m just gonna sleep now…

MOTHER FUCKER THEY’RE TALKING ABOUT HER BABY. IT’S NOT EVEN REAL. YOUR BABY IS NOT REAL. IT’S A SIMULATION. GO FUCK YOURSELVES AND LET ME HAVE SOME SLEEP. ACTUALLY NO, DON’T FUCK YOURSELVES, YOU’VE DONE ENOUGH OF THAT ALREADY.

That’s it. Fuck it. I’m a nice person. I’m really nice to people. But please, just allow me this one moment. Ok? Just this once? I’m nice, but I’m not a fucking push over.

I throw the blankets off of my naked body and plop my fat ass over his face. I’m met with two yelps of surprise, one of annoyance coming from under my ass. I glare at his girl… what’s her name? I don’t care. She looks back with a rightful look of shock. I feel a twinge of guilt, but it’s kinda too late now to back down.

“Hi. I’m Ted’s roommate. I was trying to sleep, so… yeah, you can see him when he reforms.” I tell her, a bit apologetic. She nods without a word and leaves, forgetting her clothes on the floor near his bed.

“So, Ted, did you have fun?” I ask.

“Fmmmph!” Is his response.

“Hmm? Sorry, can’t hear you, too busy killing you.”

*Phrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrt*

“Mmmm… oh, that one was juicy. Let’s have another, shall we?”

*PHt. Phrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr*

“Ohhh, goodness gracious! Dear oh dear, I apologize, where are my manners?”

“Mmmph!!” he screams, trying to grab me.

*PHRRRrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrt*

“That’s it… breeeeeathe it in… it’ll be over soon…”

“mmmmm…”

*PHRRRRRRRRRRT. PHRRRRRR~RRRRRRRRRRRT*

“Juuust relax… that’s it…”

He stops moving, as I let loose one more.

*PHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT*

I get up, fanning the air a bit with my hand. I look at his dead face. I smirk, then kiss him on his recently dead and smelly lips.

“Goodnight, Ted.”

My name is Luna Fenink Hunter. I’m a Gassy.

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After a well-deserved good night’s sleep, I wake up feeling refreshed and oddly accomplished. I look over at Ted’s bed, and not surprisingly find his corpse to be missing. That means he’s reformed already. I decide not to be around when he comes back. I’ll probably get a stern lecture or something.

I head over to my wardrobe and look at my options. My choices of attire are, I am told, far fewer than the average female. Which, I mean cool, good for them that they have more clothes. But I don’t feel the need for that much clothing options, cuz I hardly wear any to begin with. Most of my wardrobe is empty, with only some of the space occupied by various cute panties and bras, some bikinis, and only one real tshirt and jeans. You know, in case I ever find myself in a situation where that’s necessary. Doubtful, but it doesn’t hurt to be prepared.

I throw on a red bikini set, that’s almost just a bunch of strings that some would call a bikini, and I walk out of my room. I look around as I pass by some people I know. Some look me over, some avert their gaze. Feh. Those are the guys who think I have to be exactly 18 before I can do anything. Like, first of all, I’m 17, I’m pretty damn close enough for you. Second… I dunno, I kinda don’t want to have an opinion on the whole age of consent thing. Just… bluh. All I know is I wanna do what I wanna do, and I understand what it is, so… Don’t like it, don’t fuck me.

I head on over to the Feeding Hall, and I spot one of my close friends, Samantha! I and she spend a bit of time with each other, me farting in her lap and her taking it as a challenge. Hehehe. It’s kinda cute how she keeps trying to one up me. Like this is all a game of pride to her. So be it.

We hang out for a while, and I tell her of my encounter with Ted, but I tell her it was in the morning. I dunno why, it sounded better in my head. Anyway, we soon part ways, and I go skipping off to… whatever I’m gonna do next.

I look around, seeing if I can spot any of my other friends… or Ted. I dunno, I might feel like killing him again. Killing him is fun. But instead, I come across Liz, who’s pretty cool in my book.

“Hey Liz!” I call out.

“Sup?” She replies, slithering her way over to me with her snake body. So cool.

“Nothing of importance. Eaten anyone today?”

“Nah, stomach’s kinda empty today. I promised Melody I wouldn’t eat her today.”

“Ooohh. How is that working out for you?”

“Well, my stomach’s empty. You’re looking pretty good right now, actually.” She smirks, licking her lips. I chuckle. Although, her mention of Melody gives me an idea…

“Not today. Hey, speaking of Melody… where do you think she is? Hanging out with Lindsey?”

“Not sure. I haven’t seen them around.”

“Hmm, ok. I’ll catch you later.”

“See ya.”

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I look all over for Melody. We don’t really hang out much, which is a shame, because I have a feeling we’d get along pretty well. Even if she’s pretty shy. But, you know, she’s a Schoolgirl.

But instead, I run across Alex Meson, followed by (Of course) Sapphire. Match made in heaven, I guess. Or hell. Depending on what you think relationships “should” be like.

“Ah. Greetings, Luna.” Alex said in that calculated voice of his. I can’t stand it. It’s like nothing bothers the guy, or makes him feel anything. You know, besides Sapphire.

“Hey.” I say, as if combating his formal greeting. He looked me over a bit.

“Hmm. Yes, she should do nicely.”

“Um… do nicely for what?”

“Would you mind getting down and level with the floor?”

“… Uh, what are you doing?”

“Please be obedient to my request.”

“Um, no, unless you tell me what’s going on.”

“That information does not concern you, and would not be any better if you knew. Now please lay down flat on your back.”

I fold my arms. “No. Whatever you want from me, I want to know what it is before you take it.”

“You are annoyingly uncooperative.”

“And you are annoying in general.”

“Very well, I will simply walk past. I suppose you are not the specimen I am looking for after all.”

I unfold my arms and eye him a bit suspiciously. He suddenly takes out a big, bloody knife from his trench coat and grabs my right arm, slicing it right off my shoulder. I scream in pain, clutching my bloody stump as it spills dark blood through my fingers. He unceremoniously picks up my decapitated arm.

“Thank you for your contribution.” He says unemotionally, tucking my arm into his trench coat and walking away, Sapphire trailing behind him like a dog. I gasp and lean against the wall, clutching my stump. Fuck… he’s strong for a nerd…

I slide down the wall, gasping for breath, feeling my vision going black. I feel woozy… I think… I might be dying… Oh well…

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I slowly wake back up… but, I’m not naked… or slimy all over… I’m not in a Reformation Chamber. I blearily look around, trying to get a sense of my surroundings. I’m in someone’s dorm room… Hmm. Oh shit, I hope it’s not Alex’s…

No, no I don’t think so, it’s too homely… Wait, do I… no, no my arm is still gone… but my stump is bandaged… shit, feels like I still have an arm… this is so weird…

“Oh, you’re waking up…” I hear Melody’s voice. I glance over in the direction of her voice. There she is, sitting on the edge of the bed I’m lying on.

“… What happened…?”

“You passed out.”

“… Did you patch me up?”

“Yeah, but I don’t really have any experience with it… sorry.”

“Nah, it’s ok… Um, am I able to get up…?”

“I’m not sure… I mean, I wouldn’t. You did lose a lot of blood.”

“Kay…”

“Do you need anything?”

“I guess water…”

She nodded, and went to go get some. I look over at my lack of an arm. Still feels fucking weird. She comes back with a plastic cup full of cold water.

“Thanks…” I mutter, taking a sip with my left hand. She watches me, sitting down. I sigh, putting the cup away.

“How did you lose your arm?” She asks.

“Alex took it… probably for an experiment or something. Not sure what.”

“Oh… He’s kinda weird.”

“Yeah. I dunno what Sapphire sees in the guy.”

“Me neither. But, you know, they enjoy themselves, so it’s unfair to judge.”

“I guess.”

“Yeah… Anyway, I don’t think Liz is coming back anytime soon, and it’s getting a bit late.”

“Late…? Wait, what time is it?”

“After dinner.”

“Ah, shit…”

“I’m sorry.”

“No, it’s ok. I’m not that hungry anyway.”

“Ok…”

“I was looking for you, by the way.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, you know… to hang out and stuff.”

“Oh… I’m sorry you went through that trouble.”

“No, don’t be sorry. You’re here now, aren’t you?”

“I guess so.” She smiled softly. I smiled back.

“So, how have you been?” I asked.

“Good. Hung out with Lindsey. Got killed by her friend Skunkette.”

“Oh, shoot.”

“Yeah, I was on my way back to the dorm from the Reformation Chamber when I found you.”

“Ahhh. Too bad I missed you being naked and slimy.”

She giggles and blushes softly. “Sorry.”

“Don’t apologize.”

She and I both look at each other. She smiles softly.

“You want to fuck me, don’t you?” She asks. I blush softly.

“Well, I guess we’re not gonna bother with the formalities, are we?”

“I guess not, hehe. It’s just that a lot of people have wanted to do stuff with me as of late.”

“I can understand why.”

She smirks. “Well, you can’t do much right now, so it looks like I’ll have to dom this time…”

She leans down and kisses me softly. I kiss back, moaning softly against her lips. A fart escapes me, and she giggles. She goes over to my crotch and sniffs it up.

“Mmm… Your farts are a bit sweeter then Lindsey’s.”

“Maybe because I’m younger…?”

“Maybe.” She goes back to sniffing my farts, which I am now letting out more often.

*Phrrrt*

*Phrrrrrrrrr*

*Pfff*

*PF*

She smells them all, not wasting a single blast of gas. She rubs my nearly bare ass, slipping my bikini down my legs and past my feet. She nuzzles her nose in my ass crack, moaning softly.

*Phrrrrt*

*Phhhhhhhh*

She continues to grope my ass, her lust fueled by my flatulence. She lightly teases my pussy with the tips of her fingers. I clutch the bed a bit and moan softly. I feel my right arm moving to clutch the bed, but nothing happens. Having a phantom arm is weird. Luckily I don’t have to get used to it if I die.

She starts licking the lips of my pussy, my arousal creating more gas within my gut.

*Phrrrrrrrrrrrrrt*

She begins to eat me out faster and deeper, licking up my juices. I breathe a bit faster, taking my top part of my bikini off and groping myself.

*Phrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrt*

She positions herself to make her pussy come into contact with mine. She reaches her mark and starts rubbing up against me. We both moan softly, our juices mixing. She grinds faster, leaning over me and kissing me deeply. I kiss back, feeling my body rock on the bed. Her breasts push against mine, her body flat against mine. She fucks me faster the more gas I let out.

*Phrrrrrrrrrt*

*PHRRRRT*

*PHT*

I almost can’t control my bowels at this point. I reach the point of orgasm, along with her.

We both moan loudly and cum at the same time. I blink, a familiar blackness filing my eyes.

“Oh… shit… I think I’m gonna black out again…”

“I can kill you, if you want. So you can get your arm back.”

“Nah… fuck it… just… lemme sleep…”

She kisses my head. “Goodnight.”