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Vivian
May 20th, 2015 Vivian felt absolutely horrid the morning following the day prior, but she was eager to make today a fresh start to forget it; she had her brunette hair up in a messy ponytail, she was wearing her comfiest black leggings & a yellow blouse, her round-rimmed glasses had spotless lens’, and she was just ready to move on. … That day was a mixed bag, to put it lightly. Getting to sit on the face of Adam, a guy she had sort-of crushed on for a bit, was an upside. She thought she had a chance with him; they were both eproctophiles into female domination, and Vivian liked to play dom. Thankfully, she had a video posted online of it to earn money from; let alone, return to for a dopamine hit. But his ‘female friend’, Raven, sat on Vivian’s face in return. She thought it wouldn’t be too bad, but Raven had gone way too hard on her, and it was apparently Vivian’s fault for reacting badly to extreme torture. She made that evident when she sent an emotional text before blocking her. She pulled into the parking lot of her highschool & awaited another day of being an outcast. She thankfully only had 3 more days of this before graduation, and she would be free from it. … Or at least, that’s what she thought. As she walked up the stairs of the highschool, she was caught off guard by her name being called: “Vivian.” The principal said from the office door. She turned to see an agitated look on his face. “Office.” She felt tense as she walked to his office. The passersby all smiled at her. The principal nodded at the seat in front of his desk, where she sat down. “... This is the second day in a row I’ve had to do this. SO, I’m sure you know why you're here.” “N-No..” Vivian replied. “W-What did I do?” “Oh? Raven & Adam. Do those names not ring a bell?” His words made her eye twitch. “You don’t remember shooting a PORNO with them?!” “O-Okay? So?” Vivian responded. “It’s none of your business..” “It’s EVERYONE’s business right now.” He growled. “Everybody in this god-dang building knows about it. And you’re currently very well known for peddling smut with those two.” “F-Fine!” She yelled. “So? What of it?” “I’ll tell you what of it. You’re done here!” He yelled back, making her eyes widen. “I’m not letting you walk down that line on Friday. Please leave the premises.” “What? You can’t do that!” Vivian stood up & leered at him. “That’s unfair!” “Pssh- No it ain’t.” He laughed. “You seem to have your future planned out. Go live it. You are not walking with all those other students out there.” Vivian felt defeated, and scoffed before leaving. The sky was cloudy as she walked back to her car. With one final look at the school she had spent years in, she noticed just how many people were staring at her. She pulled out of the parking lot & prepared to drive home, but didn’t know what to tell her parents. They would have questions for sure, and the thought of them finding out bothered her. They weren’t exactly strict with her, but went to church enough to not want a pornstar living in their house. Vivian felt down on her luck as she cruised down the road again. She was at her lowest, and she hadn’t even graduated highschool yet. She was old enough to move out too, so maybe that was on the board. She thankfully had a hefty pocket of money saved up from that video. Then it clicked; she could just upload solo pornos! Vivian continued to her house. Her parents left for work early, so she had the house to herself. As she walked inside, she pondered what kind of video she could make. She loved the style that Adam & Raven had adopted; real face farting. But she couldn’t do that, since she didn’t really have a face to fart on… … She did have her father’s pillow though. Vivian wasn’t sure why that idea popped up as fast; maybe seeing her parents door open. She walked toward it & looked inside; everything was made so neatly. She turned the lights on & noticed the pillows on the bed. For some reason, the idea of her shaking her hips as she sat on it really stuck to her. She sat her phone on the dresser & began recording a video. Despite the shoddy camera-work, she was keen on making this scenario hot enough to earn a bit more money. She crawled up onto her parent’s bed & grabbed a pillow. She then slid it between her legs. Vivian couldn’t help but shudder as she imagined it pleading for freedom. Was it twisted? Sure, but she didn’t care. She sat down on the pillow; her legging-clad ass sunk into the cushioned fabric, and she shook her hips on it for a bit. “I wonder how daddy’s pillow will like a fart?~” She said to the camera. Pbbrrrrrrrrrrrrrr… Her cheeks puffed out as she pushed a lengthy, soft fart out. She then reached back & tugged on her waistband before sitting down harder. She slid her feet under the pillow, properly mounting it. “Take that fart.” She commanded, role-playing with the pillow. Vivian wished it was a real person; her session with Adam awakened something within her. Bwrrrrpt Gwrrmpt She continued farting on her father’s pillow for a few more minutes. She wasn’t as gassy today. But realizing that, she decided to get something to eat. After ending the video & watching the short 4 minutes she had recorded, she went to the kitchen to make something; a cup of coffee and some ramen with an egg in it, which usually made her fart constantly. She slurped it down happily before drinking some creamer-laden coffee. She then walked back to her parents room. Her father’s pillow was still sitting in the same spot, but something about her mother’s pillow spoke to her. As she walked over to it though, she noticed something under the bed; a white piece of foam. Curiously, she picked it up. It was a foam mannequin head. Vivian’s eyes lit up as she looked into its lifeless eyes, and excitement filled her. She could practically hear the mannequin head begging for her to not fart on it. After setting the camera back up, she put the mannequin head on the bed before stepping over it. She then crouched, but before taking a seat, she pulled her leggings down. A pair of pink Disney panties revealed themselves, and she snapped the waistband before shaking her hips, then sat down. The hard nose slid between her cheeks. Vivian shuddered as she felt it poke her anus. Pbbrrrcht The fart sounded wet as it bursted against the mannequin head. Deep down, she expected the foam head to turn away like Adam did. But it stayed put, taking her fart without budging. “I-I have another-” She said with a strained voice, then puffed her cheeks out. Pfffffffffffffffffffff… “Mph~” She hummed after pushing out a simply-boiling SBD, then laughed before shaking her hips. Vivian was having so much fun abusing this random mannequin head, but she wanted more. She sat up a bit, then pulled her panties down. She bit her lip as her bare ass was out in her parents room. She felt dirty, and adored it. She then sat back down, aligning the mannequin nose with her butthole before sitting down. She moaned to herself as she shook her hips, nuzzling it deeper. The sensation made her roll her eyes back. Vivian then sat the rest of the way down, giving her mid-squat legs a break as she sat full-weight on the mannequin head. “I-I’m going to fart again-” She addressed the camera. The nose was fully up her anus; her cheeks enveloped the foam-face with ease. Pbbbbbbbbrapt It sounded unusual, like her fart had echoed within the head. Vivian giggled after continuing to smother this unsentient head. Bbrbrrrbrrapt- *SNAP*- She cracked off another fart, but out of nowhere, she heard a snapping noise. Vivian then fell down onto the bed, needing to catch herself. She looked back to see a pile of busted foam under her hips; she just annihilated the head. Vivian felt awkward as she stared down at the mess. After a bit, she slid off the bed & turned the camera off. She pulled her pants up before turning back to the mess. Little bits of styrofoam dotted the clean blanket, and she groaned as she began picking it up. Vivian rewatched the mannequin-head burst under her weight a few times. It was invigorating; she was too powerful for something that had probably been under that bed forever. Hearing her farts echo off of the object invigorated her, and she found herself rubbing her crotch as she rewatched it. She needed more. She already had two videos of her tormenting her parents’ belongings, and she had to record more to upload to her profile. … she then noticed the old dollhouse in her closet. She had barbies when she was younger, and never wanted to lose it due to the sentimental value. But she knew she had some dolls in there. A grin formed on Vivian’s face. As she opened the dollhouse, she surely enough spotted two dolls; a Barbie & a Ken. The possibilities with both of them felt endless, but she knew exactly what she wanted to do with them. She tossed the barbie down onto the ottoman. Then, sitting her phone inside a drawer, she angled it toward the seat; it was already recording. Vivian loomed over the ottoman. Like with the mannequin head, she felt like she could hear the doll pleading, denying Vivian’s oncoming torture. But she only smiled as she tugged the waistband of her leggings, then sat down. The doll looked tiny compared to her ass, and she felt the hard plastic poke one of her buttcheeks. Vivian slid to the side before sitting again; this time, the plastic practically pierced her anus. She jolted from the familiar sensation. She sat on the barbie for a while; its blonde hair poking out from under Vivian’s giantess-butt. She giggled, then remembered; she had to fart. Pbrrrrrrbbpt Vivian looked down over her shoulder. The camera caught her butt & the unfortunate doll underneath it. Prrpt- She pushed another shorter fart out immediately after, then laughed as she tormented the inanimate object. Fsssht- “Silent one.~” She acknowledged it to the camera. Despite being a titular SBD, it was still loud enough for Vivian to hear the hissing sound underneath her. Vivian felt powerful; the only thing that would make this better is if the doll was screaming. Brrrt Proooorbt Pfffpt! She rubbed her crotch off-camera as she leaned back, trapping the poor doll’s face inside her ass. Blrrpt Grrbt Her farts weren’t very long, but she knew each one smelled terrible; her gas usually did, and she crossed her legs as she queened the Barbie. Vivian then stood up & pulled her leggings down, as well as her panties. It was already fun, but she wanted to feel that little nose up her asshole. She then spreaded her cheeks, giving the camera a view of a lifetime before sitting back down. After some meticulous aiming, she felt the now-warm plastic press tightly against her hole. Barbie's face was entirely covered by her anus. Vivian was wet at this point, and she felt basically every detail of the doll’s face inside her hole. She knew she had to push out a rancid fart for her unwilling captive. And so, Vivian puffed her face up: Pbbrrrrrrbrrrrrrrrrbt… sss… Vivian’s eyes rolled back as a lengthy, airy fart vibrated the doll, ending with a burning SBD. That last part felt so warm that she wondered if she could melt the paint off of her doll. Vivian recollected her breath after pushing that fart out. She had spent well over 20 minutes torturing this doll with stinky farts, and felt proud of herself now. She then turned to her bed, realizing that the Ken doll had been watching the entire time. Vivian realized she would have to torture him too, but knew she needed to refuel beforehand. She ended the video, capping off at 22 minutes. Vivian smiled as she picked up the Barbie; somehow, the hair looked messier than before, and surely enough, the shiny eyes looked dull and lifeless. If this doll were alive before, it wasn’t now. Vivian pulled her pants back up & tossed it back in the dollhouse, then left to get another snack. She drank the rest of her coffee before setting the cup back under the keurig press, making yet another right after as she opened the fridge. The ramen hit the spot, but she knew she could make her gas worse with more ingredients. She loved the hot farts. The way they burned her hole as they exited enthralled her, so she grabbed a bottle of hot sauce. As well as some of the fresh vegetables in the drawer, along with some pork. After a bit of time at the stove, Vivian had a large bowl of ramen that she could easily sell for $20. But she picked up her fork & slurped several noodles down before grabbing her coffee, then walked back to her bedroom. She butted the door closed behind her & sat the cup of coffee on her desk, then continued eating. She was eager to start torturing Ken as soon as she could. It took a bit, but she managed to clear the entire bowl. Her throat was on fire with all the hot sauce she added, so she guzzled her still-warm coffee to wash it down. Thankfully, the sweetener helped. Vivian looked back at the Ken doll & picked it up, looking into his eyes as she lowered him onto the ottoman. She loomed over him with a grin on her face; it wasn’t getting old. As she started the video, she turned around. She then pulled her pants down again, but kept her panties on. Vivian lowered her hips onto the doll, not stopping until she was sitting on him with all her weight. The plastic figure felt different from the Barbie one; its stockier build somehow turned Vivian on more. It didn’t matter how big her dolls were; she could sit on their face regardless. Not even a few minutes after eating, she felt her stomach acting up. Ken’s face was pressed against the strap of her panties, and she already had a fart for him. Brrrrrrrrphhhh… Like the SBD moments earlier, this fart burned. Vivian grinned with satisfaction; it had to be one of her smelliest farts just from the temperature that it hissed out at. Prrrt- bloort “Mph~” Vivian moaned again, then shook her hips on her tiny victim. Ken was dragged side-to-side with ease. BVVVVVRRPT! Vivian’s toes curled up after another warm fart tore up her butthole. She reached back & fanned the area around Ken’s tiny head, mocking the doll. Proooorpt Brrrrbrrpt Blrrpt Pffffrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrmpt… Vivian’s leggings were discolored in the crotch-area thanks to how wet she was. She didn’t want to masturbate on camera, but couldn’t help herself. She rubbed herself from under her leggings as she drove her hips down onto the doll. Pbbrrrrrrpt Rrrrrbt Pfffffffffffffffff… “Mm~ another silent one..” She commented after pushing out her single warmest emissions yet. It scorched her hole. Vivian then reached back & pulled her panty-strap to the side before sitting down again. The difference in feeling was night-&-day; it was another hard plastic face for her asshole to engulf. She could just imagine the horrified look on its face if it was living. If it was Adam. Pbbrrrrrrrrrrrrrpt She once again felt the doll vibrate between her legs from her latest fart. Vivian continued rubbing herself. Brooooooooooooooorpt She was caught off guard by a longer fart this time. It felt like she didn’t even try to push it out, and that it was just trapped somewhere in her stomach. Notably though, it stank. That fart was genuinely bad, and she had to cover her nose with her free hand. But she continued to play with herself. Prrrrcffffffffffffffff… She was really starting to let some nasty ones out now. That last one felt wetter than the last ones. Fffffwrrbbt Prooooorp Brrrpt Vivian continued to torment her childhood doll for a while. Even if it was just a lifeless piece of plastic, the scenarios in her said otherwise; Ken was screaming, begging, and gagging hard after every fart. His shrieking voice was muffled by her butthole, and she would just- Pffchht- Vivian then tensed up. A new feeling emerged, and it made her shiver. She stood up & looked down; Ken had a brown stain on his face. Vivian reached back &, after spreading her cheeks, felt her hole with her finger. She had just sharted. Vivian ended the video, capping off at a lengthy 31 minutes. She then picked up her doll & brought it to the bathroom. After wiping her ass, she ran Ken under the water faucet until his face was clean. Despite torturing him moments prior, she used soap & dried him off with more toilet paper. An odd feeling formed as she looked down into its eyes. It had the same face as it always had, but she swore that she could sense some hurt in its non-existent soul. Vivian stared at the doll for a bit before leaning in. Despite where it had been for half an hour, she kissed its tiny face. Vivian went back into her bedroom & watched the 4 videos she had recorded. It was nearly an hour’s worth of footage, and she was eager to upload it. … … *Knock knock* Vivian jolted at the sound of her door being knocked on. She had fallen asleep, holding her Ken doll against her chest. As she got up, she was surprised to see both her parents standing there. “... Honey?” Her father hummed. “Can you come to the kitchen for a bit? We need to talk to you.” Vivian felt tense as her parents led her to the kitchen table. They all took a seat; her dad looked tense, while her mother was physically put-off. “What’s the matter?” Vivian asked. “... W-Well..” Vivian’s father began. “We got a call from your principal earlier.” Vivian’s heart sank. “And he told us about your little… operation.” He continued. Her mother looked off into space, as if trying to separate herself from the conversation. “And… I-I don’t know how to tell you this-... We love you. But… that’s looked down upon around here..” “... I-I know..” Vivian murmured. “... I-I just wanted to make some money..” “Then work.” Her mother chimed in. “Me & your father have been busting our butts, and we never stooped to this low.” “Honey-” Her father cut her mother off. “... T-That’s not even the big thing we’re worried about, though..” “W-What?” Vivian asked. That was the one thing she worried about, and even then, she didn’t expect to be called out on it today. “What else?” “You tell us, head-buster.” Her mother growled, nodding toward the garbage can. “What do you think happened to that? Hmm?” Vivian froze up as she looked at the garbage can. Somehow, it never occurred to her to take the garbage out. “Show her the footage.” Her mother then instructed her husband. Vivian raised an eyebrow as her father slowly pulled out his phone, then presented it to her. To Vivian’s horror, she saw a familiar scene from a different corner of the bedroom; her sitting on her father’s pillow, then busting the mannequin head with her butt. “...” Vivian felt tense as they exposed her. She didn’t know they had cameras in there. “Sweetie… W-We can’t support this.” Her father said with a shaky voice. “You picked a path that we just can’t support. I’m sorry, but…” “You need to leave.” Her mother then finished his sentence. Vivian’s chest twisted a bit after hearing that. “... A-Are you serious?” “Do I look like I’m joking?” Her mother asked, raising her arms up. Her father then reached into his pocket before pulling out his wallet. “...” Her father was silent as he slid her a few $20 bills. Vivian felt like crying as she just got kicked out. … … Vivian drove in the darkness for a while. She had a backseat full of clothes, and nowhere to go. But she had one thing; or rather, 4. Her videos did fairly well while she was asleep, and she was already making decent money off of them. To her surprise, they were at the same level as her video with Adam & Raven in terms of performance. With a bank growing with money, she wondered where she would go next. |
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