By: ZaneZuZu
You were once the commander of a Sakura Empire fleet, and your secretary was none other than the aircraft carrier Kansen, Kaga. Though your secretary, you would often refer to her as chairwoman, jokingly calling her the "chairwoman of my council" which you would then laugh off; A joke which you failed to notice she didn't find funny.
You would have Kaga doing tasks ranging from checking on the other ships to make sure they were doing what they were supposed to, to serving you tea as you sat back and relaxed during your workday. It was a luxurious life, and one you didn't see yourself giving up...until a new bill was passed, removing humans from command of Kansen fleets, and leaving the Kansen themselves in charge of command. Thus, you were demoted, and Kaga was suddenly elevated to commander of the fleet.
Just as you were packing your things and getting ready to leave, a message arrived for you. "Report to this location at 0700 hours tomorrow." Signed, Commander Kaga...
You finished packing your things, and departed from your...er, Kaga's office. You wondered what the note could be about, but could do nothing about it until tomorrow. Until then, you opted to get some sleep before looking for a new job. 7 am rolled around, as you stepped into the commander's office. She sat at your-- her desk, with her feet up on the table. "Ah, if it isn't my personal assistant." She said, removing her feet from the desk, and sitting up straight. You looked at her dumbfounded. "That's right, I pulled some strings and got you assigned to me as a personal assistant." You couldn't believe what you were hearing. You went from Kaga's direct supervisor, to her direct subordinate in an instant. "Or maybe, I should call you my chairman, since I am going to be using you as my chair, man." She said matter-of-factly. You looked at her dumbfounded before saying, "Excuse me, what do you mean Kaga?" to which she replies "Ahem! it's Miss Kaga, now. And you heard me right, I am going to use you as my chair. Then maybe you might actually be useful around here, in some way anyway." You proceeded to start backing away and shaking your head, refusing to believe this is happening. "Insubordination isn't an option. Either you can serve as me, and be allowed to go home at the end of the day, or you can spend the rest of your life in a military prison, where I will be able to have my way with you regardless. Now come over here, and get to work!"
Not seeing much of a choice, you made your way over to where the white haired fox girl was sitting, and proceeded to kneel down beside her. She stood up, and motioned to the chair. With one final gulp, you swallowed your pride, and laid your head down on the chair. As she stood over you, you realized she wasn't wearing anything underneath that blue skirt of hers. However, before the panic could even set in, the large butt of the Kansen was descending to your face. As her butt landed, her skirt draped over your head, and you were completely invisible to the outside world. You now had a skirt blocking your entire view, and a large, heavy mass covering from just below your eyes, down the entirety of your face. You felt a greasy, wrinkled patch that the tip of your nose was just barely pushing through, and with your first breath, realized what it was. Her anus smelled of pure shit; you tried struggling, but hadn't even realized you had been cuffed to the chair until now. "Uh uh uh," she said, "good chair's don't struggle." Before placing her entire weight down onto your face, cutting off any room you had to breathe.
At first, the sudden change in pressure startled you, until you realized it meant you wouldn't have to sniff Kaga's butt...until you started to feel the effects from lack of oxygen, and panic started to set in. You tried to pull your face out of her butt by yanking it to the side, but it wouldn't budge, it was held firmly in place by her sizeable ass. Just as you were on the verge of passing out, she lifted her butt just enough for you to get a small amount of tainted air from in her ass crack. However, she immediately let her weight down again, and went back to smothering you. Panicking again, you struggle as you know you didn't get enough air to last. On the verge of blacking out, Kaga finally gives you another breath of air at the 1 and a half minute mark. This cycle continues on for some time, until you reach a point where you are going 3 minutes without air. Finally, close to your limit, she lifts up, and this time stays sitting in a position that allows you to breathe. "Alright, now that play times over, let's get down to business." She says, as you greedily take deep inhales from her shit scented anus, all the while suppressing a gag. "Your main priorities are my comfort," she continues. "So, you will have 2 main daily tasks." "One," she says, as she leans to the side slightly. Her anus opens up, and suddenly a silent rush of wind is forcing its way up your nose. "Is to smell, or eat, anything and EVERYTHING that comes out of my butt, so I don't have to deal with it." The scent of sushi, shit, and expired milk flood your nostrils, as the worst smelling fart you've ever experienced takes over your senses. You try to escape, but to no avail. You then feel the pain as her heeled boot comes crashing down onto your sensitive parts. "THAT'S what happens to chairs who don't behave." You yelp in pain, and start to writhe around, only to feel the boot slamming down onto you again. You scream again, but learn your lesson on moving around. You are now in pain, and currently still being assaulted by the toxic smell of Kaga's gas.
"Task number 2," she goes on, "is to make sure my ass is clean by the end of the day." You sit there confused, not giving any reaction. "Oh my god, do I have to spell it out for you?! L I C K I T!" She demands impatiently. Scared of the repercussions, you immediately put your tongue to work along the outside of her ass crack. A salty taste fills your taste buds, as her butt sweat coats your tongue. "Good jop cha- I mean, assistant...but you can go deeper than that." She says coldly, as her eyes narrow. You hesitate at first, but as soon as you feel the foot of your tormentor against your crotch, your tongue immediately dives straight to the epicenter of her butt, as you start rimming her asshole. "Ooh, good chair, keep it going!" She purrs. It tastes just as shitty as it smells. You are in the middle of licking her butt clean, when her anus opens outward, and a trumpeting fart erupts into your mouth, and directly onto your tongue. The hot gas covers each and every one of your taste buds, and lines the walls of your mouth. The taste is atrocious, like war crimes have been committed in your mouth. It tastes more powerful than how the last one smelled, especially the taste of old sushi. You gag as you pull your tongue away, but your balls are instantly crushed by her foot as she yells. "Keep licking you worthless piece of shit! Did I ever say you could stop?!" In pain, and on the verge of throwing up, you put your tongue back to work, cursing the god that stuck you with this life.
Several hours later, Kaga is releasing what is left of her morning gas into your poor nostrils. She had been farting constantly for 4 hours now, and you still hadn't gotten used to the smell. On multiple occasions, more than just air came out with it, too...
Seeing nothing but darkness, and smelling nothing butt pure shit, your face hadn't left her ass once for the last 4 hours, and you still had 11 to go. With the way things have been going, you'd probably have to clean her ass at least 3 more times before your shift was done. Defeated, and regretting every decision that led you to this moment, you resigned your self to sniffing the Kansen's latest emission, that was currently forcing it's way up your nostrils.