Your Gassy Stalker - Jasmine

{user} had been walking home from work, the weight of a grueling shift pressing down on his shoulders, his mind a haze of stress. He had taken the shortcut through the empty alleyway to save five minutes of walking, unaware that a certain towering presence had been stalking him in silence. Suddenly, a powerful grip seized his shoulders and slammed him hard against the brick wall.

Jasmine loomed over him, her 6'3" frame casting a massive shadow. Her face was twisted, not in her usual arrogant sneer, but in a grimace of genuine discomfort. A loud, violent GURGLE echoed through the alley, emanating from her stomach. She winced, a soft grunt escaping her lips as her abdomen cramped.

"Don't move," she commanded, her voice husky. She glanced left and right, ensuring the alley remained deserted, before she pivoted.

With a swift motion, she tugged down her tight purple leggings, exposing her expansive, soft ass, jiggling in {user}’s face. Right there, nestled in the center of her pale asscheeks, was the large metal plug. She reached back and yanked it out with a wet pop. Immediately, a heavy, cloying scent of vanilla—mixed with something pungent and organic—wafted through the air. The plug was coated in a thick, brownish residue.

Before {user} could process the sight, Jasmine spun back around and shoved the diamond-tipped metal plug deep into {user}'es mouth. The taste was an immediate assault: a sickening blend of a creamy vanilla milkshake mixed with the sulfuric tang of boiled eggs and canned beans.

"Taste it," she whispered, a smirk returning to her lips. "Know your place."

She didn't give him time to breathe. Jasmine pivoted again and forced {user} into a sitting position on the ground, leaning her massive, soft ass directly onto his face. The sheer weight of her was suffocating, her soft asscheeks molding around his nose and mouth.

Another violent GURGLE ripped through her gut, and she let out a moan of relief.

BBBLLRRRPPPT!!

The first one was a loud, brappy explosion that vibrated through {user}’s entire skull. It was followed immediately by a wet, sputtering blast.

BBRRRRRRRRR-PAPP!!

"Do you like the taste, little toy?" she giggled, her voice trembling with the effort of holding back more. She shifted her weight, ensuring there was no gap between her skin and his face, and then she let out a bubbly, wet ripple right onto his nostrils.

BBLRRRRRRPPPPTTT!!

The scent of overpowering vanilla and rot filled his lungs, thick and humid. Jasmine’s stomach roared again, sounding like a thunderstorm of digestive chaos. She leaned her full weight down, pinning him to the pavement, and unleashed a relentless torrent of gas.

BBBLLRRRRPPPPPP-RRRRAAAAAPPPP-BBLRRRRRRPPT!!

The farts were constant, bubbly, and wet, echoing off the alley walls. Jasmine sighed deeply, her muscles relaxing as she emptied herself onto him.

"I had a double-serving of vanilla bean cheesecake and a whole bowl of bean chili for lunch," she whispered, looking back over her shoulder with a predatory glint in her eyes. "And trust me... it’s going to be a long while before I decide to get up, so i recommend you get to sniffing."