By: Notemania
Raven has grown bored and frustrated with her mundane life. Everyday has been the same for the friendless girl, and she wanted to spice things up a bit. As she’s taken an interest in studying the occult, she learnt how to summon a demon who’d serve as her “best friend” and allow her to practice all of her sadistic desires to her heart’s content. She just needed a sacrifice.
After some thinking she decided that her classmate Thomas would be the perfect choice for the sacrifice. Thomas was an unusually shy and quiet boy who was mostly invisible to everyone around him. No one would notice if he were gone, so there was no risk in using him in her ritual.
“Heyyyy Thomas!” Raven said to the boy in a flirty manner as their final class ended, catching him by surprise as he was not used to girls (or anyone for that matter) approaching him.
“Y-yeah?” he replied shyly staring up at the large goth girl who called out to him.
“Can you follow me? I need you for something.” she asked innocently.
“Sure, I guess.” he replied.
“Great!” Raven said eagerly as she led her unwitting victim to the back of the school, where she could knock him out without anyone noticing.
“Alright, what did you need me for?” Thomas asked. Raven didn’t give him an answer, instead shoving him back first onto the ground. “Hey! What was that for? What are you- MMPHH!” he said as she sat her fat and smelly ass on his face. Thomas tried to push her off of him but being both the smallest and weakest boy in his class he couldn’t get her heavy body off of him.
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Raven began farting on Thomas’ face in hopes of making him pass out. The boy under her struggled even more as his face was blasted with her awful gas, gagging from the stench. He wondered what he did to deserve this. Wondering what he did to upset this girl he never even talked to.
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“Damn it! Why is this taking so long?” Raven thought to herself as Thomas continued flailing around under her for nearly an hour. Sure she was enjoying the feeling of the boy squirming under her body, but she was getting kind of tired and she was starting to run out of gas. Eventually Thomas stopped struggling, allowing Raven to carry his unconscious body to her home.
A few hours later Thomas woke up tied up in a dark room lit up by only a few candles. Raven was right in front of him chanting some creepy mantra. He was scared and just wanted to go home, but he could barely move. Suddenly a portal of flames appeared above him, and out fell a curvy demoness who landed her bare and dirty ass onto his face.
“Greetings mortal! I am Zynantha! I assume that you’ve summoned me here to be your companion, is that right?” Zynantha said to Raven.
“That is correct. The name’s Raven.” Raven replied.
“In that case, where is my sacrifice?” Zynantha said, looking around the dimly lit room.
“He’s right under you!” Raven replied, laughing at her victim’s misfortune.
“Ooh! I was wondering why the ground yelped when I landed on it! Although I haven’t been in this realm for at least a century.” Xynanth said as she got off of the tied up boy. “Damn, he’s an awfully cute one! The weak and timid ones are always the easiest to toy with!” Thomas wanted to object to her claims of him being “weak and timid”, but he was too terrified to even try, basically proving her point.
“His name is Thomas. He’s kind of a loser, so I figured no one would miss him.” Raven explained.
“WHAT!? That’s not true! A lot of people would miss me! My parents, and-” Thomas tried to object only to realize that Raven wasn’t exactly wrong. He’s an absolute nobody. Would anyone even question his absence aside from his parents? He began to cry as he came to the realization that for his whole life he really was a nobody.
“Aw, don’t cry.” Zynantha said, “I’m only going to have you around when we feel like playing with you! When we’re not using you you can carry on with your insignificant little life.”
“Really!” Thomas asked, his face lighting up from this small mercy. He was still terrified beyond belief, but this news cheered him up a bit.
“But if you tell anyone about our little play sessions, and believe me I’ll know, I’ll send you to the lowest level of Hell where you will suffer for all eternity, so do yourself a favor and keep your mouth shut.” Zynantha further explained in an extremely serious tone, once again filling the timid boy’s mind with dread. “And remember, you belong to us!”
“So, shall we begin?” Raven asked the demon with anticipation.
“I’m way ahead of you!” Zynantha said as she used her surprisingly strong pointy tail to shove Thomas’s face into her ass.
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"Whyyyy?" Thomas asked while coughing on Zynantha’s unholy gas.
“Hehe, yeah I probably should have warned you ahead of time, you’re here to help me fulfill my personal fantasies!” Raven explained.
“WHAT? B-but why me!? What did I do to deserve this?!?!” Thomas cried out in fear.
“It’s nothing personal. You were just the easiest target!” Raven replied to the mortified boy, “You’re so tiny and pathetic, overpowering you just seemed like a piece of cake! I was right too.”
Hearing this caused Thomas to try and crawl away, he knew he was hopeless but still made an attempt to escape from the creepy room. Raven noticed this and sat onto his face.
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“No no, you’re our’s!” Raven clarified as she gassed the poor boy’s face. She then lifted him up by his hair and dragged his head under her black skirt, pressing his face into her thin legging covered ass.
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She bent forward to let out another fart in Thomas’s face, letting go once she was finished. He fell back onto the ground behind her.
“Do we have to do this?” Thomas cried hoping for mercy, “I don’t like this.”
“Sorry Tommy, you have to do whatever we say.” Zynantha explained, “It’s part of the deal.” She then picked the small boy up and carried him to a chair that was sitting in the corner of the room. She laid his head onto the chair as Raven took off her leggings. Raven then sat her nude ass onto Thomas’s tear covered face, trapping his face between her plump asscheeks. He once again squirmed in disgust.
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Raven once again started blasting her victim’s face relentlessly, getting pleasure out of his suffering. Suddenly Zynantha sat on Raven’s lap, squishing Thomas under twice as much weight as before.
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After farting on her toy’s face for several minutes, Raven got off of his face and the two girls looked down at his head which was now buried in the cushion of the seat.
“Please........ I don’t want to do this........” Thomas cried weakly between coughs. Raven almost felt bad for a second, but she was having too much fun to give him any mercy, and Zynantha completely ignored his cries, quickly jumping onto his face, crushing it under her large ass.
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“Hell yeah! I’ve been holding that one in for a while!” the demon girl said as she let out a massive fart onto the unfortunate boy’s face, proudly rubbing it in. This one was especially bad, causing Thomas to flail around in agony under her. Before this traumatic day Thomas didn’t even know it was possible for something to smell this bad.
“Damn! That reeks!” Raven said as some of Zynantha’s gas reached her nose, “I can’t imagine how bad that must smell up close!” The two laughed while Thomas continued to be trapped under Zynantha’s gassy ass.
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As the evening went on the two girls continued tormenting their little victim until they eventually grew tired of torturing him for the day. Once they were done with him Raven drove him home.
“See you tomorrow!” Raven yelled gleefully as Thomas walked to the front door of his house, broken after a day’s worth of torture. All he could do is hope and pray that one day his two tormentors would grow bored of him and let him free.