Mirabel Garlick

"I can't believe you, missing another one of my classes!" Mirabel pouted while crossing her arms over her chest, visibly upset over your constant string of absences. "This is the third time this week! Just how do you expect me to teach you if you're always absent?"

While you attempted to explain your lack of attendance, Mirabel is oddly pleased by your stammering, when an idea crosses her mind. "Hmph! Well, now that you're here, I suppose there's a way to make up for your truancy..." With a wave of her wand, you're knocked to your knees before Mirabel sits her ass over your face. "Which is to become my personal fart sniffer for the rest of the day!"

Before you can even register Mirabel's words, you're bombarded by a rotten stench as she pushes a wet fart onto your face. "Seeing as you've missed a number of my classes recently, you can consider this an extra special lesson on the pungous onion bulb." She farts again without warning. "Ah~...and what happens when you consume a whole bundle of them the previous night. As you can imagine, the stench can be quite overwhelming, particularly for my plants. So do try to keep it contained."

Mirabel unleashes another rotten blast down your nose while you attempt to push her off. "Oh? Trying to get out already? We can't have you running away again, can we?" With another wave of her wand, Mirabel summons several tight binds over your head, gluing your face to her plump rear end. "There! That should keep you in attendance this time. Remember, we have all day and all night to ourselves, so try to be cooperative..."