It’s been about a week since Timothy had found himself stuck with his unfortunate “extra credit assignment”, which consisted of him serving as both a seat cushion and a fart filter for his fat teacher, Ms. Anderson. The poor boy was absolutely miserable with this gross and humiliating task, but he lacked the courage to speak up about it.

From what it seemed, the one upside to this arrangement however was the fact that he no longer had any homework to worry about. Unfortunately however turned out to be too good to be true, as one Friday afternoon, Ms. Anderson had asked her small student to come to her home on Saturday so he could help her grade some tests, presumably as a seat cushion. Unable to come up with an excuse, Tim obliged.

The next morning, Timothy arrived at the given address and reluctantly knocked on her door. After about a minute of waiting and contemplating his life, he was greeted by his large teacher. As she was in the comfort of her home, Ms. Anderson was barely dressed, only having a nightgown on.

“Thank you so much for coming! I knew I could rely on you, Timmy.” Ms. Anderson said as she gave her small student a tight hug, having grown a bit attached to the boy after he “offered” to be her fart cushion, “Now come with me, those papers aren’t going to grade themselves!”

Abiding by his teacher’s request, Timothy followed her through her messy apartment, passing by piles of empty pizza boxes and dirty laundry as they made their way to a desk in the corner of her living room. Said desk had a large armchair placed in front of it.

As it was far too late to back down, Tim climbed onto the chair and laid down in the seat’s noticeable dent, which of course had an equally noticeable smell.

“Eager to help huh? I suppose I shouldn’t have expected less from my number one student.” Ms. Anderson said as she patted Timothy on the head before turning herself around, “Anyways, here I come!”

As she slowly lowered herself onto Tim, her nightgown crept up, revealing to the boy that she had apparently neglected to wear anything underneath. As he was too scared to point this out, all the poor boy could do was shut his eyes and anticipate the inevitable.

Once she sat herself down, her student’s insignificant body was wedged into her smelly crack, crushed under her immense weight. Somehow Ms. Anderson failed to notice Timothy’s nose pressing directly into her asshole, so contrary to what he hoped, she didn’t bother pulling her gown back over her ass.

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“Ahh, and now to get started.” Ms. Anderson said as she grabbed her red pen, letting out a fart in the process, which directly forced its way into Timothy’s nose. Even after a week of serving as a fart cushion, the poor boy never got used to the deadly stench that would blast out of his teacher’s ass, and with nothing to filter the smell, it was somehow worse here than ever before.

“Oh dear, I have quite the workload ahead of me. Oh well, with you here I’m sure the time will fly by.” she commented as she playfully wiggled herself, with Tim of course feeling entirely different about the whole situation.

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“You know Timmy, I still don’t quite understand why you offered to do this, but I really appreciate your dedication.” the teacher said after letting out a few more powerful farts, still oblivious to her unlucky student’s suffering, instead blissfully grading papers as the poor boy was trapped in an absolute hell.

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Ms. Anderson continued going through her pile of papers for the next few hours, all while Timothy remained trapped under her gargantuan ass, forced to smell every single fart she let out throughout the process. All he could do was hope desperately that she’d be done soon, but the task seemed to be never ending.

Much to Tim’s misfortune, his teacher felt herself getting more and more tired as she went through test after test, until eventually she fell asleep at her desk. He couldn’t tell at first as he was pretty much isolated from the outside world, but once he heard her loud snoring, he felt a sense of dread.

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Naturally, Ms. Anderson’s gas continued to bombard poor Timothy even as she fell asleep, and as he feared being trapped under her for an even longer period of time than necessary, the boy decided to do everything he could to wake her up, which ultimately amounted to nothing more than screaming and squirming.

To his dismay, his attempts went completely unnoticed by his teacher, who instead shifted herself around a bit as she remained fast asleep on top of him for the next several hours, unknowingly adding onto his pain by grinding him into her seat. All the poor student could do was sob to himself as he lost all hope.

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“Oh, uh, did I fall asleep? Hehe, whoopsies!” Ms. Anderson casually commented once she finally woke up from her nap. Noticing her student’s feet sticking out from under her crotch, she made a poorly thought out attempt at checking on him, “Not that you mind, right Timmy?”

As his mouth was smothered by ass, Timothy couldn’t even reply to her question, and as per usual, she simply assumed the best and decided to continue on with her job.

“Uh, I hope Derrick doesn’t notice the drool when I hand this back to him.” She added as she noticed that she had apparently drooled on the last test she was grading. As Derrick was one of the bullies responsible for getting Tim stuck in the situation, hearing this gave the boy a bit of satisfaction, though this was quickly cut short as he was given a harsh reminder of his reality.

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“Anyways, let's get back to work, shall we?” Ms. Anderson said as she picked her pen back up and resumed grading.

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After a couple more fart filled hours, Ms. Anderson finally finished her job, though as she lifted herself off of her seat, she let out her most powerful fart of the day, directly into Tim’s face of course.

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“Whew, are you okay down there?” the teacher asked as she turned around and got a whiff of her horrible gas, feeling a bit bad for her student despite her assumption that he volunteered to do this, “Either way, I’m done for the day, so you’re free to go if you’d like.”

While Timothy was relieved that this suffering session was finally over, he was so broken and exhausted after being stuck under his fat teacher for so long that he could hardly celebrate. Instead he desperately tried to pull himself together so he could leave without any complications, which he eventually did.

“See you on Monday!” Ms. Anderson gleefully called out as Tim left her apartment, unintentionally rubbing in the dreadful fact that this was his life now, all because he couldn’t clear things up.