Hey Driver
by QicenoQ

June 5th, 2020


How I managed to land the job of driving a limo around the city was beyond me, but I didn’t get paid enough to think about it. I just needed to get through the night, then pick up my next job.

I waited in front of an urban home for a bit, and after what felt like an hour, the front door opened. A group of young adults walked out, looking like 2 stereotypical e-boys and 3 stereotypical e-girls. I could hear them laughing from the distance between us, making me groan. Something told me that this would be an annoying ride.

They opened the back door and let themselves into the limo. I minded my business as they filled the back seats.

“Hey driver.~” One of the girl’s sitting closest to me hummed in a Scottish accent. She had dark magenta hair, put up in two space-buns, and she was wearing a black skirt and striped undershirt.
“Take us to the nightclub?”

I nodded before starting the limo.

The ride was stimulating. They gossipped a lot about people that they clearly hung out with a lot, making me question their morals. It wasn’t as irritating as I thought it would be though.

Then something happened. The back of my neck grew oddly warm, and something in the air made my nose curl. A stench so immediately overwhelming that it made me cringe; it smelled like absolute shit, and I blew air through my lips to try and clear my face.

“Oh my fucking god Malina-” One of the girls complained, followed by everyone in the back seat groaning and complaining. I covered my nose with a free hand, and I even heard another one of the girls sob from disgust.
“EW- EWW-”

“Sorry.~” The girl closest to me hummed with no shame. For a fairly pretty girl, it baffled me how she managed to crack off such a stinky fart. I tried not to cough, attempting to keep the composure that everyone behind me lacked. I had two girls and two boys absolutely losing their mind over a single fart, but I did completely understand their reaction. It fucking reeked.
“Can I make a short bathroom break? I have another one.”

“DRIVER, PULL OVER. NOW.” One of the boys instructed me. I didn’t respond with my words, only pulling into the nearest parking lot. The girl closest to me, Malina, stood up and shuffled over to the back door, and everyone in the back seat moved to let her. As soon as the door was opened, everyone crawled out.
“Ugh- FUCK..”

“I’m sorryyy!~” Malina beamed with a smile before walking toward the store that owned this parking lot.

While everyone refreshed their lungs, I maintained my professionalism by staying in the limo. Malina’s fart stuck around, leaving me to continue smelling her indigestion. I was seriously on the verge of throwing up when it was at its worst, and it barely dissipated.

Eventually, the other 4 got back into the limo.

“God- I fucking hate her..” One of the girls stated.

“Yeah, actually..” A boy chimed in. “She’s so fucking nasty. Why do we even hang out with her? None of us actually like her..”

The gossipping continued, this time about the person they were just sharing a limo with. I couldn’t deny that Malina did something pretty abhorrent, but these were her friends. Supposedly. One of the girls stayed quiet, not pitching in to the Malina-hate.

“... Driver.” The boy who yelled at me earlier called me by my title.

“Hmm?” I answered.

“Don’t you have a window you can roll up or something?” He asked a fair question. “Can you do that? Please? I don’t want you listening to us.”

“Not in this one.” I answered. It wasn’t a cheap limo, but somehow it lacked that feature.

“Not in this one, ughh..” He mocked me, making me furrow my eyebrows. One of the girls laughed.
“Whatever, dude. Go get Malina, we need to go to the club.”

“That’s not my job.” I responded.

“What?” He responded, then shuffled toward my window. “What did you say to me? Say that again.”

“That’s not my fucking job.” I said over my shoulder. “I’ll drive you to the club for tonight, but I’m not your butler. Go get her yourself.”

The boy stared at me for a bit. It was clear that he was attempting to intimidate me, but I didn’t let him get to me in the slightest.

He huffed before shaking his head, then turned to the others.

“Wow, what a jerk..” A girl hummed. “Whatever. Elliott, go get her.”

“No..” The boy replied. “Why doesn’t Kara get her? You actually like her, don’t you Kara?”

“Okay..” The quiet girl hummed, opening the door.

As she exited, the short group waited for her to get out of ear shot. And expectedly, they all started shit-talking her.

“She’s so quiet..” The other girl hummed.

“Yeah..” Elliot responded. “She doesn’t really like getting out.”

“Why?” The rude guy pitched back into the conversation. “What happened to her?”

“I dunno, she doesn’t wanna talk about it.”

“Haven’t you two been dating for like- a week now?” The girl asked.

“Yeah, but I don’t know how much longer that’s going to last. She isn’t reciprocating my feelings.”

“Hm?” The girl hummed. “What feelings do you have?”

“Like… the sensual kinds.” Elliot responded.

“Hm.~” The girl hummed again. I then heard the sound of shuffling behind me, from her moving over to his seat.
“Are you feeling unloved or something?”

“A little..” He responded. “Why? I thought you weren’t looking for a relationship, Lindsay.”

“That was a while ago.~” The girl hummed.

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. The unfaithfulness of these people were off the charts. My irritation grew, and I honestly wished I had a window to roll up.

“Lucky.” The rude one broke the short silence. “I have to date Malina.”

“Aww, that sucks Aiden.” The girl & Elliot laughed.

The sound of kissing behind me made me feel genuine concern for Kara; I didn’t even know her, but I knew she couldn’t deserve this level of toxicity. That went for Malina too; I couldn’t imagine anyone dating the asshole known as Aiden.

“They’re coming.” Aiden broke the mushy silence. The kissing ended, and the girl walked back to her seat.

Malina & Kara returned. Malina sat in her spot behind me.

“Hey.” She then tapped my shoulder. “Sorry for farting in your limo. I really had to shit.”

“I-It happens.” I responded.

“Right?~” Malina leaned in the window-spot. I turned to see her eyeliner running down a bit.
“To the club now?”

“Yep.” I started the limo again, and the cruise continued.


…


…


I had these 5 all night, and I waited outside for a few hours. They partied in the night-club until it was 1 AM, and I felt like falling asleep in my driver's seat.

Suddenly, the sound of the back door opening made my eyes shoot open. I turned to see a familiar magenta hair-style slide in, then sit in the seat furthest from me. I turned back to the window.

I tried to ignore her, but the sound of sniffling made me raise an eyebrow. That sniffling then shifted into crying. I looked over my shoulder to see Malina breaking down.

“Are you okay?” I asked, unable to keep my professionalism intact. Malina wiped her eyes.

“Y-Yeah..” She was clearly not telling the whole truth. “It’s just… … I fucking farted again..”

I didn’t know how to respond to that. Her gas was pretty heinous, but watching her cry over it made me feel empathetic.

“Why do I have to be such a disgusting hog? Do you have an answer for that, driver?”

“You’re not one at all.” I replied, trying to make her feel better. “You’re just human, don’t beat yourself up over some flatulence.”

“Easy for you to say.” Malina replied. “I can’t even be around people without ruining it. I feel like my own boyfriend hates me for my gas. I just want to be… allowed to be in public. But I can’t do it without fucking farting, and making everyone hate me..”

“You just need to find the right people.” I said, then thought about what I had remarked. I didn’t think about it before saying it.

“Pff- like who, huh?” Malina crossed her arms. “Regular people don’t like farts. What- are you saying I should hang out with degenerates who get off on them?”

“I-I meant people who can tolerate it, or find the humor in it. Sorry, I didn’t mean to come off as weird.” I replied, rubbing my eyes after my short blunder. Malina shook her head before, to my surprise, a grin formed on her face.

“Nobody will ever like me, then.” Malina hummed, leaning against the seat. “If there’s a God, this is their way of saying I should die alone.”

“... I don’t think you should..” I don’t know why I was still trying to console her. Even if my attempt came off as desperate, she turned to me.

“Thank you..” She murmured. “That’s so sweet..”

“Well, you should be sweeter to yourself.” I continued. “You’ve been nice to me all night. Nicer than your friends, anyway.”

“What do you mean?” She asked. “Were they rude to you?”

“I hate to break it to you, but they aren’t the most pleasant people I’ve driven for.” I answered.
“I know gossip is common, but those three- Lindsay, Elliot, and Aiden? When you were gone, they were super unpleasant to talk to.”

“Aiden is my boyfriend..” Malina hummed. “... … Did he… … did he say anything about me?”

Her question caught me off guard. All I could do was look at her from my mirror. She looked back at me; her running eyeliner made a pit form in my stomach.

“... You deserve better.”

“... I-I had suspicions.” Malina sulked, crossing her arms again. “... I’m stupid, too..”

“No, you aren’t.” I was fully on her side now. “You know what they’re like now. Now, I think you should make a choice. Do you want to continue with what you have, or move on and try to find new people that will actually tolerate you?”

“Like who?” Malina whined. “Who could possibly tolerate my- … problem, more than them?”

“I noticed Kara..” I then stated. “She said nothing when everyone else was talking.”

“I mean… I-I guess..” Malina seemed unsure. “... D-Do you like me?”

“I… think you’re cool, yeah..” I blushed a bit as I said that. Malina looked at me for a bit, then smiled.

“Really?”

“... Sure..” I continued. “You’re nice. Honestly, that’s hard to find nowadays. I-I wouldn’t mind hanging out with someone like you..”

“Awwwe!” Malina grinned, then stood. I watched her reflection in the mirror grow as she walked closer. She then stuck her head through my window.
“Do you really mean it? What about my farts though?”

“T-They’re just farts..” I answered. Malina stared at me for a bit longer, as if I said something that she never thought she’d hear.

Then, out of the blue, she leaned toward me. I didn’t react as she planted her face on my cheek.

*Chu~*

She kissed me on the cheek, making me shudder from her moist lips. I turned to see her arms reaching toward me; she hugged me around the head.

“I love you~” She then said, catching me entirely by surprise. She hugged me tightly for a bit before letting go.
“And you’re right. I do deserve better. I’m just a person who farts, and I deserve love..~”

“... Y-Yeah..” I was put off by her affection, admittedly. Malina smiled at me; her eyes pierced into my soul, making me turn away.

“Hey Driver… Can you do me a favor?” She then asked.

“Uhm… sure, yeah..” I answered. “What’s up?”


…


…


I felt anxious as I drove down the road. The group of 5 occupied the back seats again. Elliot cuddled with Kara, but he smiled at Lindsay.

“Sorry for outcasting you, baby..” Aiden hugged Malina’s side, leaning his head on hers. Malina didn’t acknowledge him; she smiled at me in the reflection of my mirror.

“It’s okay.” Malina answered, not turning away for a second. I felt her eyes on me the entire time.

Her plan was evil, and I was forced to accept it just to keep her happy. Me and my bullshit morals prevented me from denying her wish.


BrrrRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRMPT!


A bassy fart echoed behind me. My eyes widened after hearing Malina’s titanic fart burst against the seat. I watched Aiden’s eyes widen, then turn to his ‘girlfriend’.

“Ugh- babe, fuck..”


BBRRBRBRBRRBRBRBRBRBBRBRBRBRRPHT!


Malina didn’t even react after pushing out an even bigger fart. It vibrated the cushioned seats, and everyone was immediately on edge.

“Malina!” Lindsay playfully acknowledged her. “Ewwwwwugh!~”


BBRBRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORPT!


Somehow, an even larger fart followed. Even I was perplexed by her gastric capabilities.

“O-Okay, girl. Chill..” Lindsay covered her nose.


Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrmpt!


“Mph~” Malina hummed. “Sorry, I farted.~”

“M-Malina-” Aiden covered his nose, then began gagging. “UGH- P-PULL OVER, NOW-”

As much as I wanted to vacate my limo, I didn’t. Instead, I was stuck with everyone else, forced to smell the pure smell of hell that came from Malina’s backside. This was her plan; make everyone suffer as a means of saying goodbye to her old friends.


Pfwooooooooooooormpt!


Lindsay gagged, then began crying from the smell. Elliot was dry-heaving, and Aiden punched my window. Thankfully, my company gave me bullet-proof glass, making his fragile masculinity even more fragile as he failed to break the glass.

Kara covered her nose, but watched the carnage unfold.


Pfffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff…


Nobody heard her next one, but the slight raise in temperature on the back of my neck made me tense up.

Suddenly, the sound of someone burping was followed by a splatter. I looked in the mirror to see Aiden profusely vomiting on the floor of my limo.

After that disgusting sight, Elliot was next. He puked a lot. Lindsay cried from the overwhelming scenario, and she herself burped into her hand; her nose dripped vomit, and she soon had to empty the contents of her mouth onto the floor as well.

“PULL. OVER-” Aiden yelled, then gagged hard. The only one who didn’t react to Malina’s gas was Malina herself; even Kara was gagging into her hand.

And on that note, I had to react. I coughed, but soon sucked in more of Malina’s stench through my nose. It smelled like rotting meat, coffee loaded with creamer, and just pure wet shit. I dry-heaved as well; my saliva became thin almost immediately, and I knew I would need to pull over to avoid an accident.


BrrbrbrrbrrrrrrbrrrrbrrbrrrrrbrrrrrRRRRRRRRRPT!


Malina cracked off yet another fart. The back door was locked, made clear when Elliot desperately tried to open it.

“Please pull over! Please pull over!!” Lindsay was full-on sobbing at this point, crying like she just watched someone die. She was gasping for air after every sentence; in turn, she took in a gag-inducing amount of tainted air in the limo.


I had to pull over at this point. I practically drifted into a parking lot before parking, then I unlocked the door. Everyone vacated the back seat; Aiden dove out and vomited on the side-walk, and I ran out and away from the limo before coughing hard. The fresh air was as sweet as chocolate, and I gulped it greedily.

I turned to see the mayhem; 3 people were on the ground, hunched over, and heaving aggressively. Kara ran away with her nose covered and coughed with her head over a bush.

I then turned to the right to see Malina walking over to me. She had a proud grin on her face, and she approached me away from the limo.

“I’m sorry if that was too much.” She then apologized, stepping right up to me. Her bosom touched my shoulder, and was soon enveloped by it when she grabbed my hand.

She leaned in and pecked me on the cheek again.

Chu~

Then, to my surprise, she leaned in even closer. She kissed me on my lips, making my eyes widen even further. I tried to pull away, but she squeezed my hand with one of hers before grabbing my shoulder, then pulled me in. She prevented me from pulling away before kissing me again.

Chu~ Chu~ Chu~

My struggling ended with my jerking away from her, then I caught a breath. She looked at me with a surprised expression.

“Malina- Stop!” I stepped away. “Ugh- w-why?!”

“... What do you mean?” She asked. “I-I thought you liked me back..”

“I-... like you as a person, yeah..” I stepped back further. “B-But that’s too far!”

“... No, you’re just freaked out..” She stepped toward me. “You like me like that, though. You can’t deny that you do..”

“Ugh- Malina, stop.. No, I-... kinda don’t…” I felt tense as I broke that to her. She looked at me with a perplexed expression.

“... But you said I deserve better.” She stepped even closer. “You meant yourself. Y-You like me..”

“You do deserve better, but I like you as an acquaintance..” I responded. She looked at me for a bit longer, watching me catch my breath.
“Ugh- I’m sorry, but… I don’t like you like that.”


She looked crushed, and part of me felt that way too. Truthfully though, I know I couldn’t be attracted to her after what she did in my limo.

Malina turned around before walking down the sidewalk. I watched her for a bit, but turned to the crowd of others. They were sitting down in the now-stained parking lot, still recovering from the assault she had inflicted on them.

I slid back into my limo; the smell was partially dissipated thanks to the open doors, but it was still bad enough to make me cringe.

As I closed my door, I noticed Kara walking toward Malina in my side-view mirror. As awkward as I felt about her now, it felt bittersweet knowing she wasn’t going home alone.


June 6th, 2020


Malina laid on her belly and played with Ralph, her baby skunk. His collar jingled as it ran from her hand playfully, making her smile. Kara sat on the bed as well, poking its tail and making it turn around frantically.

It was a casual day for both of them. Malina’s dark magenta hair now lacked the space-buns she had worn the night prior, and she traded her club-attire for a pair of sweatpants and an oversized black T-shirt; the former clinging to her backside. Her latina friend had a brownish-black wolf cut that ended at her chin, and she was wearing black sweatpants & a crop-top hoodie. She pulled her sweatpants up to hide her buttcrack.

“Why a skunk?” Kara broke the silence between them. Malina turned to her. “No offense, I was just wondering.”

“I resonate with them.” Malina responded with a smile, then flipped Ralph onto his back before tickling his stomach. Kara smiled at the small animal opening its mouth, trying to fight Malina’s hand off.

“About that..” Kara slid closer to Ralph and picked him up. Ralph crawled onto her shoulders, then onto her back before laying down.
“Aww..”

“About what?” Malina asked.

“Oh- last night..” Kara looked back at Ralph and shook her hips, lulling him as he relaxed on her.
“A lot happened last night. You gassed us out, and I watched you kiss our driver when I wasn’t on the verge of puking.”

“Mhm..” Malina looked away, then crossed her arms. “... Yeah..”

“... Are you okay?” Kara propped her head up on her hand.

“... I think so..” Her friend answered. “... No… Yeah… Ugh- I’m mad at everyone.”

“I don’t really want to hang out with them anymore.” Kara hummed. “Elliot broke up with me in the middle of the night.”

“Aww, really?” Malina sympathized with her. “Are you okay?”

“I still have a friend.” Kara smiled at Malina, and Malina smiled back.

“Thank you for staying the night.” She said, then looked at Ralph. Somehow, he was asleep. Kara looked back at her friend’s pet skunk; he was using her butt as a pillow. As cute as it was, she had a twisted idea.


Brrrt


A short fart popped out. Ralph jumped up and backed away from her butt. The girls’ laughed, then Malina slapped her friend’s arm.

“Oww!” Kara whined, still laughing.

“That’s so mean!~” Malina giggled. Ralph ran over to her and hid under her chin, looking at Kara like the backstabber she was.
“Awww, poor Ralph..”

“That’s revenge.” Kara bumped her eyebrows. “Like- seriously. That was super rough last night.”

“Sorryyyy..~” Malina stroked her skunk as she apologized. “You should try it sometime though.”

“What do you mean by that?” Kara asked. Malina looked down, blushing.

“It’s fun… and I kinda liked watching a bunch of people gag on my farts.” She elaborated.

“Whaaat?” Kara cocked her head back. “What do you mean you ‘liked’ it?”

“Like… I like-liked it. Like-... in a… ‘I find it attractive’ like-way..”

“What?” Kara had an awkward grin on her face. “Ew, really?”

“I know, it’s weird..” Malina hid her face with both hands. “I can’t help it though! I think I’m entitled to having a… … fart thing…”

“Ewww! Oh my god!~” Kara laughed. Her friend only looked at her; her smile faded. “Okay okay- I don’t mean to be rude. But… Do you actually have a fart fetish?”

“Maybe..” Malina answered shyly. “I actually had a dream about it last night, except I was sitting on someone’s face. I think that was my most realistic dream, too. They hated it.~”

“You get off to making people smell your farts? And you like that they hate it?” Kara asked, and Malina confirmed it by hiding her face again.
“That’s evil. Your farts could kill an elephant.”

“Bitch?” Malina slapped Kara’s arm again. She retracted it and rubbed the spot.

“Ow- fuckin- staaahp!” Kara shoved her shoulder, and they laughed a bit from their small altercation.


The two continued hanging out on Malina’s bed for a bit longer, playing with Ralph or texting on their phones. Kara scrolled Instagram, but Malina secretly looked up videos depicting her newfound kink.

It was then that she discovered something pretty extraordinary. A website advertised as ‘the most realistic femdom farting website’, with an ‘unwilling’ tab displayed below the title. Her eyes lit up as she tapped it, and was brought to a social media website all about her new kink.

She wasn’t exactly struggling with money thanks to an OnlyFans that she occasionally uploaded to, but seeing another similar platform that promoted things she was interested in, Malina created an account and pondered how she could indulge in her newfound attraction while also making money.

She then remembered renting out the limo last night, and an idea formed.


“... Hey, I need to go somewhere today.” Malina broke the silence between the two of them. Kara looked up from her phone.
“You can stay here if you want. I-... I think I’m going to go do something about my kink.”

“What- already?” Kara asked, getting a nod from her friend. “Okay, and yeah, if you don’t mind me chilling here. I really don’t want to get my stuff back from Elliot alone.”

“No problem, yeah..” Malina slid off the bed and grabbed two hair-bands.



…


…


Malina walked out of her house and smiled upon seeing a car in her driveway. Her driver from last night seemed committed to this type of work, as she found him with the local-search feature.

He looked anxious as he watched her walk toward his car. She approached his door and smiled at him.

“Hiii.~” Malina leaned down in front of the window. He rolled it down and awkwardly smiled at the girl that had forced multiple kisses onto him.

“H-Hey, you need a ride?”

“... Please?” Malina then asked.

He hesitantly nodded to the back-seat, and she opened the back door before sliding inside.
“The mall, please.” She requested a place that was a long distance away. The driver nodded again, then pulled out.

Malina felt sort of awkward being in the same car as him again. She was still a bit bitter from his denial, so her idea was all the more devilish; revenge.

“So… was the cleaning alright?” She asked, referencing the sheer nastiness he was probably forced to clean.

“Yeah.. I got someone else to do it.” He responded, making her grin.

She then pulled her phone out and began recording. She then slapped her belly a couple times, shaking up the coffee she had drank before leaving. There was a bit of pressure already pushing against her asshole.


Pffrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrt!


“Oh my god- excuse me..” She quickly apologized, grinning behind her driver.

“It’s… okay.” He responded, clearly put off by her flatulent display.

Malina grinned, then turned the camera onto her face. She smirked into the lens before turning back to the back of his head.

“In that case… I have more. Can I let them out?”

As she said that, the driver blew a bit of air from his mouth. He smelled it, and she could tell that he was hating her fart.

“I-It’s fine, yeah..” He was trying his hardest to remain professional. “C-Can I roll my window down though?

“Oh- nooo, my doctor said I get wind-burn easily.” She lied with a grin on her face. “Sorry..~”

“It’s… yeah, that’s fine..” He sounded anxious. Malina loved his fearful tone.

“Thanksss.~” Malina shook her hips into the seat, dancing gleefully. She then angled her hips before moving the phone to her side, filming her backside.


Brrrbrbrrrrrbrrbrrrrrrrrrrpt!


Pooooooooooooorpt


Prrrr… rrRRRAAAAAAAPT!


“Mmh~” Malina moaned a bit, then aimed the camera back at the driver. His cheeks were puffing in-&-out, as if he was stifling his own gagging. Malina felt a familiar sense of invigoration from his disgust.


BRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPT!


Even after the bombs she had cracked off, she unleashed a monster fart. The camera picked up the driver looking back at her; he didn’t see the lens aiming toward him, and he was probably too scared of his recipient to notice.

The driver looked like he wanted to throw up. Malina then aimed her hips toward him.


PrrrrrrRRRRRRRRRRRrrrpt!


She felt that ripper of a fart tear her butthole up, making her eyes roll back from satisfaction. The driver burped, and his cheeks puffed up. After a hefty swallow though, he looked as normal as someone who was filled with disgust could look. Malina took pride in the fact that she made someone else throw up from her farts.


Bwoooooooooooooooorpt


Another airy fart filled the small taxi. The driver shook his head; his eyes were teary, and his mouth formed a sealed frown. It totally contradicted Malina’s wide-eyed grin.

“Gosh- I’m just SO gassy today..” She whined, then patted her belly again. “Oh no, I have another one..~”

She then pressed down on her stomach. She knew it would be a big one.


FRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPT!


She continued to top herself. Her loudest fart came barreling out; the warm wind hit her driver on the arm, making him audibly gag as he pulled away from her backside. He then gagged again, which forced him to take a deep breath. The inside of the taxi was unbelievably tainted at this point; Malina stomached it with ease, and even took a deep breath after letting that goliath out.

“Ahh~” She hummed, then sat back down. She looked down at the camera before turning it back to the driver. He was physically shuddering.


Prrrrrrrrrrrrrpt!


Bloorpt


Brrrrpt! BrrrRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPT!


Pfbbrrbrbrbpt!


Eventually though, his Hell ended when he reached her destination. He pulled his taxi next to the sidewalk leading into the front doors.

“How much do I owe you?” Malina asked calmly.

“N-Nothing-” The driver responded. “J-Just go- please-”

“Noooo, I have to pay you something..” Malina then slowly pulled her wallet out of her purse.
“I only have one’s. Say- I’ll count out about… twenty of them. Ooooone… twoooo-”


Bbrrbrbrrrrr…


“Y-You’re fucking with me!” He then blurted out in a whiny tone. Malina turned to see an upset expression on his face, making her have to stifle a giggle.
“C-Can you please just leave? I-I can’t do this again!”

“Oh c’mooon~” She leaned in next to his head, then put a hand on his shoulder. She traced his shoulder with her finger flirtatiously.
“It’s okay, I’ll be quicker! Just stay put, I won’t keep you for too long. Threeeee…”


Prrrrrrrrrrrrrnpt!


Her face screwed up as she pushed another wet fart out. The driver shamelessly covered his nose now, dropping the kindness.

“Mh~ You said that it was okay!~”

“I-I know what I said-”


Bpprbbrbbrbrbpt!


She interrupted him with another bubbly fart, then giggled from his flinching.

“M-Malina, please- just- get the fuck out-”

“I have to pay you thoughhhh~” She grinned, recording her smug face. She then looked into the lens before puffing her cheeks out.
“Fooooour…”


Pfffffffffbfbfffbfffwwrrrrrrrrrrpt…


“Oh-hohoho- oh my GOD!~” Malina giggled after a nasty sounding fart lit up her butthole. The driver gagged loudly afterward, making her laugh harder.
“Hehehehe! C’mon, it’s just a fart.~”

“I-I’m gonna-” He was cut off by his own burping. Soon after, he threw his door open and dove out before upchucking onto the sidewalk. Passersby noticed him and watched in shock as he emptied his stomach of its lunch.
“Ugh- ughh fuck.. Mpph..”

Malina watched in awe of his weak display. She made yet another person puke from her farts; this time though, she did it with the goal of indulging a kink. And so, she felt an odd tingle between her legs from watching her victim hunched over on the sidewalk, gagging loudly in public. The smell of her indigestion permeated the inside of the car.


Malina then stopped the recording after she caught him driving away on camera. The video was about 11 minutes in length; consisting entirely of genuine fart torture. Thankfully, his face wasn’t totally caught on camera, and she could just censor him with some editing.

She exited the car and, without paying, walked away from her unfortunate victim. She entered the mall, and upon reaching a food-court, ordered a coffee and sat down at a table. She connected to the wifi and finally, after a bit of editing, uploaded the video to her account. She looked at her new profile; knowing people would potentially see her proudly gassing someone out filled her with excitement.


…


Malina didn’t do much at the mall before leaving. She checked her Uber app to see her driver had blocked her account. She was actually partially disappointed by that, but shrugged it off. If he couldn’t withstand her farts, he wasn’t worth pursuing.

Instead, she called Kara, and was picked up by her friend after a fair wait.

“So, the mall is where you decided to fulfill your fart-kink?” Kara asked.

“No, the ride to the mall.” Malina answered. “Remember our driver from last night? I requested him on Uber, and gassed him out.~”

“A-And that got you off?” Kara asked with an odd grin. “Girl, that’s kind of sadistic.”

Malina shrugged and smiled as her friend drove her home.



The two continued their short hangout for a few more hours. It was fairly uneventful, up until Malina received a notification. She opened it to see her newly downloaded eproctophilia-app was chock-full of purchases. Her eyes widened at the amount of people that spent 15 dollars on her video; much more than the subscriptions to her OnlyFans, which was already enough for her to live comfortably.

But on top of that though, a message from one of the biggest accounts on the website sat in her mailbox; “Are you available for a facesitting session? If you like unwilling subs, we have someone just for you. Raven.~”