By: JustAnotherGasWriter
Light began to shine down from the heavens in Piltover as a new day came into being. Small wildlife, such as birds and insects, sang and buzzed to create a nice, sleepy ambiance over the town. Citizens started to move around to start their day and the streets were soon buzzing with activity. Adults on their way to the shops or to work, children headed to school or playing in the streets. The occasional pet owner was taking their animal out for a nice morning stretch. As the rest of the town hit its tempo for the day, Sona Buvelle walked down the street. The songstress was up early for a nice massage at one of the local spas in the city now that she had breakfast! She had a reservation with Lest; a Vastayain who used her healing abilities to give spirited massages to her clients. Sona had booked with her before and was always impressed and relieved by her work; Lest’s ability to put up with Sona’s quirks also was rather nice! The shop was only a short distance from her residence, making it all the easier to attend a weekly appointment with the magical masseuse.
After a five-minute stroll, Sona was at the door to the healer’s spa. A bell rang as she walked inside, announcing her arrival to the feline woman.
“Early as usual, good morning Miss Buvelle,” Lest welcomed the blue-haired human into her shop with a warm voice. “I have your bench ready for you, so come back here and make yourself comfortable while I go and grab the stones and some lotions,”
The mute woman smiled back at the healer and graciously accepted the invitation. Although embarrassed to ask, she had a different idea of what she wanted for her massage today. However, she knew Lest was a professional and the best for the job! She had been suffering from a terrible case of indigestion since her last massage and was hoping the masseuse’s magic touch could offer relief. Sona let her excessive clothing slide off of her body next to the bench, leaving her only in a loose white dress that exposed the majority of her body.
“Lest… could you please focus on my glutes today?” Sona spoke to the healer telepathically when she returned with the other items, her face already buried in the head pillow provided on the bench top.
Lest heard the request and wasn’t exactly happy with it; Sona was one of her best customers and she had dealt with customers letting some bodily odors loose during a healing session, but the musician had a consistently talkative derriere! She didn’t want to ruin their business relationship though, and conceded. “As you wish Miss Buvelle… just please avoid stinking out my treatment room back here too severely. I do have other appointments today, not to mention walk-ins,” She told Sona, getting oil on her hands.
“Thank you Lest! I will tip you extra today for the inconvenience,” Sona spoke telepathically again with her masseuse, her body decompressing as the rubbing started.
Lest started the massage by rubbing and digging into Sona’s lumbar and lower back region first. There was plenty of tension there, and she dug her palm in hard to loosen Sona’s body up. The more she dug in, the tighter it felt… her muscles felt like steel cables under load! The healer rubbed her back some more with lotioned hands, magic seeping into Sona’s skin to also heal her poor body. Sona inhaled sharply from the aggressive massaging, a silent but violent gust of wind blowing out her bubble butt.
fffppphhhhrrrrsssssssssst
The toot was silent but Lest hear it. Being polite she didn’t say anything and kept doing her thing. Sona barely even registered the gas leak herself! The smell enveloped the room in Sona’s stinky scent; the main component of the airy fart was a rotten garlic reeking but there were some other distinguishable parts to it as well. Lest wasn’t trying to dissect Sona’s stink on purpose, but she did have to breathe! The other smell Lest realized was rotten fruit… namely, rancid strawberries if she had to take a guess! The feline’s nose twitched in discomfort as she had to catch stray whiffs of Sona’s fart, but kept it to herself.
Sona felt bad and embarrassed about her chronic flatulence… it always seemed to flare up when it was time for her visit to the health specialist! It did feel amazing to let out though; her stomach was already feeling much less pained and bogged down after letting out even that one single hissing toot. There was still plenty left of course, and Sona would casually let loose with another audible hiss to keep the relief going as the rest of her body was healed.
ffffshhhhhppptttt
Lest’s ears perked up as Sona broke the wind gently again, letting little more than a whisper puff out her butt and into her panties. The smell made it much more obvious after of course, treating the mage to another round of stinky rotten fruits and turned garlic!
“Did anything interesting happen to you this weak my love?” Lest tried to make some small talk to get both of their minds off of the big stinking elephant in the room, shutting her mouth up tight after asking the question to avoid contamination on her tongue!
“Well, I played a few concerts in a cafe this week… it was nice!” Sona started to explain to Lest again using her telepathy, perking up when she was asked to recap her week. “The cafe was nice and cozy, there was only a small crowd there so it wasn’t a stressful time. A nice, casual jam session with some spectators,” the musician continued, her enthusiasm about it was obvious.
“Sounds lovely… did they pay well?” Lest asked after receiving the message from Sona in her mind. She was hoping there would be an extra tip today; Sona was already a good tipper, but these intense farts already were setting the tempo for a much more toxic massage!
“They paid a good amount for the crowd size plus a commission on all the sales made while I was performing; I would do it again,” Sona declared firmly, a smile on her lips as she sent the mental message.
“That is wonderful, I am happy to hear that you were able to have a more relaxed performance week for once,” Lest continued, moving her oiled hands down to meet the musician’s fleshy waist now. She began to rub and feel her fat ass up, waiting to see what the direct rubs provoked! She didn’t have long to wait, another hissing fart purred out of Sona’s big booty a moment later. If she wasn’t so vigilant, it definitely would have slipped past her like the previous ones! The sour strawberry hints in the toxic clouds Sona kept on pumping out were getting more potent and were gradually taking over the nasty garlic stink.
“I’m so lucky to have you Lest!” Sona told her through her mind, truly grateful for the masseuse's continued stoic professionalism. She knew from personal experience that she would probably be banned from every other massage parlor in the city for her stinky antics, and while she previously had not meant to keep crop dusting the cat woman, she was developing a sort of humor for it. Being so graceful normally, it was embarrassing to her… though it was also liberating to be able to toot around her without being put on the spot for it! She truly could just… relax!
“Don’t mention it… just don’t forget it when you leave your tips for me,” Lest replied with a small chuckle, only half joking about her tip. She was playing through the pain for it!
pppffffpppt-ppllrruurrffLLARRT
There was no denying that one as Sona let out a longer fart that grew louder and more forceful at the end! The thin white dress covering her booty fluttered in the acrid gust beneath Lest’s palms! The smell still followed the trend of increasing in stink, Lest getting bothered by the rotten stench now. Her sensitive eyes started to well up and her nose fell like it was ready to start running.
“Strawberries are finally in season I see,” she finally remarked on Sona’s farts, her nose wrinkled in disgust with how thick it was getting!
The musician blushed when the masseuse acknowledged her farts out loud. This was the first time the healer had ever brought it up, in such a direct manner at least. She had gotten away with crop dusting her for at least the last few weeks. The fermenting mass in her guts was still begging for release though, and Lest’s golden touch against her fat ass was only making it rise to the surface more. Lest removed her hands for a moment from Sona’s soft skin to apply some more ointment and oil, pressing her hands back to her client’s fat glutes after they were relubbed. She got nice and handsy, rubbing out all the muscle knots in her butt.
mmBBBlLRRbbBBBBTT
Sona cut loose once more, the sound amping up along with the scent in strength. Sona let out a breathy sigh after the rip, more discomfort in her stomach dissipated in a matter of seconds.
Lest finished up with massaging Sona’s fat but tight butt and slid her hands down below the glutes, getting at her legs and thighs now. Much like her glutes and lower back, there were plenty of knots in the muscles.
“You should consider doing more stretching or maybe even some yoga at home, I have a feeling that it will help you will all this tightness I am feeling in your body between our meetings,” she suggested. She rarely had clients who consistently came in with muscles this wound up, and all the regulars she had worked in hard labor like construction or some other form of physical labor or trade.
MMBBLRRRRVVBBBTTTTT
The only response that Sona offered to this was another fart, the hot wind blowing directly into Lest’s face now that she was more behind her buttocks. The smell was horrid enough that the healer had to pull her shirt up over her nose as a mask to shield it from at least some of the scent. She tried to keep things professional, but this was getting worse with no sign of getting any better from here!
“Sorry, they are getting so ripe… whenever fresh fruit is in season, I can’t control myself,” Sona apologized to her friend.
“No worries, it is a natural occurrence… I just ask that you try and hold back a bit, my next client will be arriving shortly after we are done in a few minutes,” Lest responded, holding her breath as much as she could to avoid the rotten smells coming from Sona’s business end. The entire studio now smelled like a rotten fruit farm on a hot summer day thanks to the antics of the blue-haired woman; she was putting on a concert with her special wind instrument for Lest at this point with how loud and frequent the farting was at this point!
“I know, I still feel bad though…” Sona insisted with her telepathy, a strained expression on her face while her face remained stuffed into the pillow. The poor pillow was doing some heavy lifting to keep Sona shielded, the woman was not being subjected to her rank supply because of it!
“Well… just don’t, okay?” Lest replied again awkwardly, trying to veil her growing impatience behind a polite tone and professional demeanor.
bblllrrbt-BBLLRRAARRRRBBBTTTT!
Sona’s butt jiggled from this one and the thin dress fluttered again because of it. The noise was cute and bubbly, especially at the start, but the stench was far less innocent. Sona was glad that Lest was being so cool about her being so gassy… and that she wasn’t letting these nasty farts out in her own living space! The next customer was certainly in for some unscheduled aromatherapy during their massage. Lest backed up from the bench for a moment to take a break and stretch her legs, pacing around the room with her shirt still over her nose.
“Don’t move a muscle Miss Buvelle, I will be back in just a moment,” she promised before excusing herself to the back office to get away from the mounting stink for a few minutes. She got some water and then returned to the treatment area with another class of the cool liquid for herself, as well as some incense sticks. The incense was placed into a holder in one corner of the room where Lest then lit the top of it to try and refresh the room with a more palatable aroma. She remoistened her palms with lotions again and then returned to the task at hand.
BBLLRUURRARRPPPPHHBBTTT
Sona’s buns jiggled once more as she erupted with another burst of gas, countering the air freshener that the mage had set up in the space with more of her thick brand.
“Nice one…” Lest remarked, defeated as Sona countered the incense she had just set up with one good push! At least she was getting desensitized to it all! Her hands went back to work on Sona’s upper thighs for a moment before she moved on to her calves. Sona whimpered as the more sensitive area of her legs started to receive treatment.
“You really do have the magic golden touch…” Sona remarked with her abilities again, feeling a tense pinching sensation before being met with sudden relief as the muscles in the calves were able to relax some more and eventually turn to jelly. She was feeling like a brand new person!
“Just doing my job, using the gifts that were given to me… just like how you were gifted in your own way. Nothing so special,” Lest insisted. Her compliment was a little backhanded, as Sona’s special ‘gift’ was potent enough to seep through her shirt and fill her nose up again. She let out a soft cough and removed her makeshift mask from her face. After the gas was able to make it through the fabric, it really caused more of a Dutch oven effect rather than shielding Lest from Sona’s evil smells.
BBLLRRRRRRBBBBBVVVTTT
Sona’s ass sang again for them, making the ambient air not much better than what was trapped underneath Lest’s shirt. The healer was only getting more annoyed; it took quite a bit for her to lose rapport with a regular and good-paying customer, but this was getting more than ridiculous! At least all the farts could be seen as some sort of compliment; if she wasn’t doing such an outstanding job, then Sona wouldn’t be relaxed enough to freely keep letting off back-to-back butt blasts like that! There were only a few minutes remaining in the massage session anyway; she was in the home stretch and then she could just air out the studio as best as she could before her other customers for the day started to come in.
“Feels like you are much better… which is good, we only have a few more moments before your slot is over,” She told Sona, keeping her cool even though she was at her wit’s end. Her brain was even starting to get hazy and foggy from all the secondhand farts she was taking to the dome! She reapplied ointment to her hands for the last time before getting back to work rubbing all the tension from her lower calves.
“Amazing work as always, put me down for our usual time next week,” Sona replied, dancing around how she was just openly hotboxing the massage parlor with fetid farts. She had a little prank in store for Lest as their session came to a close, though she was prepared to compensate the poor woman with a more than generous tip to make up for all the trouble she had caused for the day!
pppprrrrrmmbbt!
Her ass seemed to concur with the statement. The toot would have been funny and even kind of cute if it wasn’t so stinky… and wasn’t also preceded by some of the gnarliest farts to come from such a gorgeous and prestigious woman!
Lest massaged Sona’s legs until all of the oil on her hands had been rubbed off on the musician’s heavenly figure. She withdrew them and stretched, exhausted from such a mentally and physically strenuous healing session. She dunked her hands in a pot of cool water to get the residual oil and ointment off and then wiped them dry on a dish rag.
“Well, I think that is all for the week. As always, thank you for coming by Miss Buvelle,” she wished her special client, squinting as her eyes burned up some more from all the rotten smells hanging in the air around her head!
Sona stretched herself as she got ready to move and lifted her head from the pillow. Her face was greeted immediately by a sensual assault of her own doing and got her face to turn. She had been letting out some brutal toots! She still wanted to do her little prank on her masseuse however and acted as if she were stretching her legs out. Lest bent over to grab a towel she dropped, an unfortunate mistake that would give Sona a prime chance to make a devious move. Sona lunged out with her legs and grappled onto the healer’s head before pulling her in tight with her fleshy thighs. Lest cried out in shock as her face was quickly acquainted with Sona’s near bare-ass crack!
“A special token of my appreciation for your divine services…” Sona told her, a smirk on her lips as she had her in a compromised position! Lest could smell the rotten fruits in her ass gas, the garlic stink had been replaced by it! Her feline nose slid to Sona’s stinkhole, and her mute client blew her a healthy dose of flatulence right to the nose!
FFLLBBBRRRRLLLLAARRAAAAARRRBBBTTTT
Her butthole vibrated against the masseuse’s poor, sensitive nostrils. The grip Sona had around the back of Lest’s head with her thighs only tightened to lock her uptight there. The cat woman closed her eyes to protect them as much as she could from the searing stink and she broke out in a coughing fit from the direct hit! Sona reached back and lazily picked her underwear and dress out of her buttcrack so her bare anus was exposed and then took Lest’s head in her palms, shifting her face up so her mouth was forced open and against her winking donut!
“Give me a big sniff and a swallow Lest!” She used her telepathy for the last time to send the healer’s frying brain a send-off message.
Lest groaned into Sona’s fart hole, choking and gagging desperately for air. She didn’t have any other recourse but to obey Sona’s commands and drew a breath in through her mouth.
MMBBRRLUURRRARRAARAABBBBBTTT
Sona delivered a monstrous fart to Lest’s open mouth. Her victim had to gulp it down and found herself gasping for air after trying a few times. There was also an immediate bloat in Lest’s stomach as she ate Sona’s farts from the source, but with no other choice, she swallowed another mouthful before Sona could let another one go.
SSSPLLRRARRRRRMMBBTT!
There would be no such mercy for Lest as Sona brapped into her mouth before she had a chance to catch her breath. Her cheeks parachuted out as they captured a mouthful of bubbly fart like a sail catching a wind gust! Lest’s eyes rolled back in her skull as she forced herself to swallow this one down, gasping afterward desperately. Her head was spinning like mad, it was only a matter of time before Sona knocked her out with her special tip! The masseuse was bloated to the point of looking a few months pregnant, her tummy tight with only two large Sona blasts!
FFLLRRUUURRRROORRARRARAABBAARAAAAAAARRRBBBTTT
Sona pushed as hard as she could to deliver what would probably be a final rush of fetid farts… she was low in the tank after that one, but she knew that Lest was loopy enough that it didn’t matter. Lest swallowed the whole twelve-second-long fart, but it came at the cost of her consciousness. Her head reared back while her eyes rolled, and she managed to open her mouth one more time to let out a monstrous belch that entirely consisted of farts she swallowed from Sona!
UURRROOORRROOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRPPPPPPPPTTTTTT
The belch was as long as the last fart and took the last of Lest’s strength. With stars spinning in her eyes, the poor cat woman passed out and slumped forward! Sona looked down at her and giggled to herself. She felt bad for going so hard on Lest, but it was quite entertaining for her to watch. She got up and put her clothes back on before dragging Lest gently from under the shoulders to take her back to the office. After tucking the healer up for an early morning nap, Sona left a hefty sum of money along with her. It covered every single customer she was scheduled for that day and also considered a few walk-ins that might be missed, as well as a hefty tip for each assumed customer that Lest would lose out on that day!
“Thank you for everything, sorry it got out of hand. I hope the money makes up for it, telephone me if you want to cancel my next appointments,” she would write on a notepad next to the pile of solid coins, signing the letter off and smooching it to leave a lipstick mark. She tore a second piece of paper out of the book and wrote a simple “CLOSED TODAY, MASSEUSE SICK,” in bold letters before finally leaving the parlor. She locked up for Lest and taped the note on the inside of the glass door for customers to see when they came around before finally making her merry way home to lounge about for the rest of the day!