To say that Hitch Dreyse was panicking would be an understatement. With the walls that surrounded them all of a sudden becoming the very things they were supposed to keep out, the already split citizens of Paradis were quickly divided even further. Was unleashing this curse upon the world the right thing to do? Was this really the only way to free the Eldian people?

Hitch couldn't say she was concerned about any of these issues in that moment. Right now, the only thing on her mind was the orders she was given by her commanding officers - bring reinforcements and weapons to quell the potential uprising that would be spawned from this chaos. As the blonde woman cleared out military headquarters, however, something caught her attention that she just couldn't push to the side. A trail of liquid, leading directly from the basement.

It didn't take long for Hitch to put two and two together. She was alone in military headquarters with the Female Titan, Annie Leonhart.

-

Hitch cautiously clutched a rifle to her chest as she followed the trail from its beginning to its end, trying to remain calm as she prepared to see Annie around any corner. Of course, there wasn't much she could do against a titan with a puny little gun but if she got lucky, maybe she'd be able to catch her by surprise before she could transform.

The private trembled as she reached the end of her treasure map - or at least, the final tribulation before victory. The trail lead her to a closed door, which could only mean she'd find one thing in that room.

With a gulp, Hitch turned the doorknob and opened the door as quickly as she could. However, she couldn't even raise her rifle before she was grabbed from behind. All that courage she built up had been for nothing - she didn't even see Annie before she was snatched from behind by her, one hand around her neck and another over her mouth.

Annie slowly lifted a hand off of Hitch's mouth, giving her ring finger a twitch to show off the same blade ring she used four years prior to cause chaos in the Shiganshina district.

"Drop the gun..." Her voice slightly hoarse, Annie's intent couldn't be clearer. Physically she wasn't at her full strength, who would be after laying dormant for the better part of half a decade. "I need you for something... urgently."

-

To say Hitch was embarrassed to be in her current situation was a gross understatement. Although, that was far from the only gross part of it all. The blonde private had been forced onto her back, staring up at the light. She could barely move an inch without Annie reminding her of the ring, if Hitch wanted to live, she was at the shifter's mercy. Or lack thereof.

"C-Can you just hurry up and steal whatever you're looking for? I don't know why you needed me to lie down, it's not like there's anything I could've done to stop you." Hitch grumbled, still hearing Annie shuffling and stepping around her.

"Just stare at the lights. Don't move until I tell you to. Consider this a revenge for forcing me to stare at you for four years. You're getting off lightly."

"Just hurry up..." Hitch muttered, before she heard something unclip, followed by the sound of fabric shuffling.

"Finally." Annie grunted. Her former guard just breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that the titan had found whatever it was she was looking for. Now she can just leave Hitch alone and let her enjoy the apocalypse in peace. Except, that didn't happen.

In fact, Hitch heard footsteps approaching her, accompanied with the sound of a grumbling gut.

"A-Are you hungry?" She questioned.

"The opposite." With that chilling correction, Annie finally came back into view of the floored Hitch. For a second, she could only make out her silhouette, but it didn't take long for Hitch to realize two things. Firstly, she was looking at the back of Annie's head. And secondly - Annie had no pants on.

"These stupid uniforms have too many straps. If someone needs to take a piss in one of them, they're in big trouble. Just like you are right now." It seems as though her stoic demeanour had not changed much in her isolation, nor did she become any less terrifying. Another stomach growl echoed in Hitch's ears, her face stricken with shock. She was about to sit up when-

FBBBBT

"Excuse me. That was meant for your face." Any movement was halted as Hitch's jaw dropped. Was that real? Did she seriously just do that? That hesitation was all it took for Annie to take back control. The Female Titan leapt up into the air and, without missing a beat, lifted her legs so she'd land square on poor Hitch's face.

"There. Now you'll know what its like to be trapped." Annie adjusted herself on her face, shifting from left to right to make sure her ass was nice and comfortable. And when it was? Hitch learned that an intense heat wasn't exclusive to Annie's titan form.

brrrrrrRrRRMMMMMPPPPPPTTT!!

A high pitched beginning gave way to a crescendo of stench as Annie sighed contently, patting her stomach.

"That was my first fart in 4 years." The floodgates were open, or more aptly, the wall broken down. "I hope I don't need to tell you that-" FRrRrrmMPPPT! "-it won't be my last either. Even if I couldn't move a muscle, it doesn't mean my insides stopped working." She explained, despite Hitch's muffled "GET OFF OF ME, YOU MONSTER!"

"You-" BRRPT! "-see-" PRRRBT! "-my guts-" PRRrRBMT! "-still produced-" BbBbbBbBLURRRRRPPvPVPPPT!! "-unf, gas. That was a bit too wet for my liking, I can't imagine how unpleasant it must have been for you. Oh well, it's still more enjoyable than your constant complaints about men." Annie adjusted her ass after that last blast, lifting it up for just a moment before letting it crash back down onto Hitch's now red, sweat-drenched face.

Just that second of air time however allowed the rotten stench building up in Annie over the last few years to spread around the room. Despite her best efforts, the shifter still caught a quick whiff of her own brand - but then again with a nose that big, it was inevitable.

"Ack!" She gagged instantly, covering her mouth and nose with her hand as she wafted weakly with her other hand. "What were they feeding me? I can't even remember. Maybe by the end of this session, you'll be able to taste it and remind me."

"Regardless, I can't let another slip-up like that happen." Annie leaned forward, further rubbing her crack along Hitch's suffering nose. She grabbed one of the many straps from her discarded uniform and began to wrap it around not just her own body, but more importantly around Hitch's head. With a buckle and pull, Hitch entered the ninth stage of hell.

She was now stuck, nose wedged deep into the smelly crevice. The world was ending outside headquarters, but all Hitch could worry about was whether she'd ever be able to smell again. And chances weren't look good.

"There." Annie slowly stood up, looking over her shoulder at Hitch to make sure her former guard was tugged tightly in. She gave her ass a quick shake to check and, yep, she was in there tight. No amounts of kicking and struggling would change that.

"Now then, let me see if I can find the kitchen." Annie walked off, Hitch's weak body dragged behind her like it was nothing. As the Female Titan walked down the hall, the sound of BRPT-BRRPT-BRRMPT-PRRRBT! got quieter and quieter, each step another fart, and each fart another strain on Hitch's sanity.

-

On this day, Hitch received a grim reminder. Annie Leonhart had the worst farts in Eldian history. And she'd have to smell them all.