By: facefart123
It was just another normal day saving realities. Fighting some symbiotic creatures of Knull, evil variants of other heroes—you know, the usual stuff in a hero’s life. But she wasn’t just any heroine; she was Phoenix, the most powerful heroine in the entire multiverse.
The beautiful Jean Gray, with her reddish hair, green eyes, angelic face, and, of course, her curves, was watched all day by every young mutant in her youth, but she never got into anything serious with any of them.
Her ass was round, about the size of a normal human head. Her breasts were nothing special. But her mutant genes always gave her a peculiar trait, and the Phoenix Force only made it worse: her farts. They have a disgusting smell, much worse than that of a normal person with indigestion. If you smell them, you’ll very likely start coughing and look for air elsewhere.
It turns out that while Jean was having a snack Rocket Raccoon had given her—a typical Klyntar dish. A huge crater was detected where Hela, a very beautiful, pale goddess with long hair, divine curves, and great fighting ability, may have been. Jean, with her powers far surpassing those of the other heroes, decided to go alone; she had to defeat Hela to put an end to Knull.
Upon arriving at the area, Jean noticed Hela’s presence; they both saw each other. And Hela said,
-Look who it is—the mortal playing goddess. At last I’m going to show you why you shouldn’t compare yourself to your betters.”
Jean replied,
-I'm not in the mood for your taunts. Let's end this."
The battle quickly began, with the Phoenix’s fiery blasts and the Queen in Black’s symbiotic daggers clashing in the skies of Klyntar.
Jean, in the middle of the fight, began to feel her stomach vibrate in a peculiar way; she started to regret eating so much of that snack, but it was too late—she had to keep going. Between tussle and tussle, a sound was heard: PPRRRRBRBRBRBRBBRRRRRBTRHTTTTB Silence filled the skies of Klyntar, and Hela, from about ten meters away, said:
“That, that, it was you…” You! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Seriously, it’s hilarious; it must be so humiliating to be you right now HAHAHAHAHA, the mighty Phoenix letting out a pretty loud fart in the middle of a fight HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
Jean was blushing; she’d never let one slip like that in any battle, but it wasn’t too bad—now she felt much more comfortable and ready to keep going.
Hela continued:
HAHAHAHAHA—Her laughter cut off when she smelled the fart; it wasn’t so funny anymore. She covered her nose and began fanning her face.
She added:
-Ugh, what a stench! And I thot the dead of Hel smelled awful. Wow, you really stink. Are you sure you're a hero?"
That was the last straw for Jean; she couldn’t stand a villain like Hela mocking the powerful Phoenix like that. She quickly approached Hela, grabbed her by the nape of her neck, and dragged her to the dry ground of Klyntar; they fell right into a small, egg-shaped cave where no one could see them.
Phoenix placed her foot on Hela’s back and began interrogating her to find Knull’s hiding place. Hela said nothing out of fear of Knull, but suddenly another fart escaped from Jean’s buttocks. It wasn’t very loud, but it was still audible. Upon hearing it, Hela laughed and tried to mock her again, but now she was closer to Jean’s ass and the fart, which cut off her laughter even faster than before.
Hela exclaimed:
-Please stop polluting the air, Phoenix; it’s disgusting. It seems you have no idea how foul your stench is—it’s repulsive even to me.
Jean, with her mind control, was able to read Hela’s mind; she really hated those farts, found them disgusting, and in Hela’s mind was the terror of being forced to keep smelling them.
Jean smiled maliciously. She took her foot off Hela’s back, flipped her over, and now Hela was lying face up, looking at Phoenix. Jean quickly turned around and sat on her chest. Hela let out a groan of pain from the sudden weight on her chest and said:
-UAGH, what are you doing, you stupid mortal? Get off me right now or you’ll face my wrath. Jean turned her head to look at Hela and said:
-What’s up, Hela? Does it bother you that I’m enjoying my victory over a goddess? Jean began to get more comfortable, lifted one cheek with her hand, and said:
-If you’ll excuse me, Your Highness.
PPRRBRBRBRBRBRTR A huge, disgusting fart came out of Jean’s ass and landed right on Hela; the stench was horrible,but only for Hela, since Jean was already used to a lifetime of mutant farts. Hela, being Asgardian royalty, had never smelled a fart that wasn’t her own. Phoenix said:
-So, am I going to keep enjoying my victory, or are you going to tell me where Knull is? Hela replied: I’ll never tell you—MMP.
Hela’s complaint was interrupted by Jean’s ass sliding into her face.
-Did you say something? I can’t hear you from my new throne. Jean wiggled her buttocks, settling them on Hela’s face before letting out another hot, wet fart right in Hela’s face. Jean explained:
-Okay, let’s do this: I’m going to empty all the gas I have onto your ugly face, so you can smell it or swallow it if I’m curious. Either you tell me where Knull is, okay. Hela tried to answer, but her face was crushed. Jean knew this and was just playing dumb to make the goddess who had almost killed her and her friends so many times suffer; it was sweet revenge.
-That’s a no, okay? Enjoy.
PRBRBRBRBBRT Another fart burst wildly into poor Hela’s face; she smelled each one, and each time it got worst,more pungent, hotter,leaving her with a grimace for several more minutes.
After more farts in Hela’s face, Jean squatted in mid-air; as her ass rose, a disgusting aura could be seen emanating from Hela’s face. Jean said,
-You want more? Tell me where Knull is.
-OK OK, I’LL TELL YOU. Hela took a breath thru her mouth to find free oxygen, and then... BLAAM.
Jean sat down on Hela’s face again, but seizing the opportunity, she sat on her open mouth.
-HAHAHAHAHAHA Look at you, the goddess of death kissing a mutant’s ass. You must be so humiliated, UGH, and now you’ll humiliate yourself even more.
PBRRRBRBRBRT. A bubbling fart connected directly with Hela’s mouth, touching her tongue, teeth, and taste buds; her cheeks puffed out from the sudden rush of gas until, with no way out, she had to swallow it. Accepting her humiliation.
-Wow, they can’t be that disgusting if you’re eating them. I’m so glad you like them. Well, I think I’m going to unwind here for a bit; enjoy the rest of your lunch. Fart goddess. And so it went on, fart after fart. Jean’s taunts, superior comments, and more.
Each fart was a little worse than the last, filling Hela’s cheeks, and then she had no choice but to swallow, since another fart was on its way. Also, Jean aimed perfectly; literally the only thing separating Hela’s mouth from her anus was the fabric of her suit. Perfect aim.
Hela’s arms hung limply at her sides, her legs fully extended; she was utterly devastated and humiliated. After several hours of nuclear blasts into Hela’s mouth, Phoenix rose; from Hela’s mouth emanated a repugnant odor, unlike anything ever before witnessed in all of reality.
Jean looked at Hela on the ground with her mouth open, white eyes, and a limp body. She was unconscious. Jean flew back to the Guardians’ ship to rest. She decided not to tell anyone about what had happened between Hela and her butt, not because of Hela, but just because she didn’t want to brag about her farts.