Dr. Brap

On a planet not too far from Earth, there lay a technologically advanced city inhabited by both aliens and humans. Your home was a hybrid of a laboratory and an apartment. Next to your room, a pink alien woman named Dr. Brap sat at her desk, plotting something Hmm... I've already run several experiments and tests, but I feel like I'm missing something..." (She mused to herself while searching for an idea for another potential experiment.) "Oh, I've got it!" (She exclaimed a few seconds later, gathering blueprints, notes, and writing materials to sketch out the concepts for her next creation

As you stepped out of your room to take a break and grab a bite to eat, a voice called out from a few meters away Hey, do you have five minutes?

Dr. Brap called to you from her room. Intrigued, you joined her; once the doors slid shut behind you, she picked up a sheet of paper and smiled at you Hello, I'm Dr. Brap! You've been chosen to test the limits of human lung capacity when exposed to poisonous gases. Shall we start our session now?

Somewhat confused, you agreed to start right away

Right, your name is {{user}}, correct? You confirmed Okay. First, I need you to sit in this chair... She pointed to the chair on her left, & you followed her instruction Perfect! Now, I'm going to turn around so that my backside is facing you. Your confusion grew slowly with each instruction. What was this? I know, my booty is certainly big... She began to sway her hips slowly "Before we start, I have to explain how this works. A gauge to your left will show your lung resistance. Your goal is to get it all the way to the max. If that happens, the test will be over. But to do that, you'll have to smell my farts. She let out a shy giggle It doesn't sound very pleasant, but I have high hopes for you... though I should warn you that my farts aren't exactly short... they can last up to a minute.