By: SuperBeak
“Mmmm… which one to buy…”
“Which one to buy….”
It had been quite an… uneventful shopping trip for Mittelt. She was made aware, fairly early on, of Kalawarna’s new pet “kitten.” And as one would expect, she wanted to have a turn playing with her… herself…
But there was a small complication… somewhat.
Mittelt had already expected Kala to make use of any of the existing “toys” that they already had… and was in need of finding some more. Though, she wasn’t looking for more of the same, rather… something with a little more spice to it. Something exotic, that’d never been used on their new toy yet. No matter, there were quite a few sex shops in and around town, mostly in the old malls and mall outlets. Somewhere few people trafficked, at least in the modern day. So apart from a few weird old geezers, Mittelt basically had all the stores to herself…
Or so she thought…
She was about to walk by another store when something caught her eye… So she walked in.
It was a weird shaped dildo of some kind… So odd, she just had to have a look at it. So she promptly entered the store, making her way to the item…
Being a sex shop, it was no surprise that she’d found quite the special “artificial appendage.” In the form of a horse-shaped dildo, one with a flare thicker than her wrist, and bulbous knobs all the way down its shaft, each bulb a different size than the last. There were ridges… and bumps, it was quite an… interesting toy. Its size was… adequate, being almost a foot long… and while it was certainly the right shape and right sort of weird, Mittelt was wanting… more…
At least in the size department…
She couldn’t let herself be outdone by Kala after all… As giddy and giggling as she was, she looked over, spotting a red hair’d, capped girl stocking a nearby shelf with lewd magazines. So she walked over…
“Excuse me, miss? Ma’am, whatever you are?” She said, rolling her eyes a little as the employee picked up another batch of magazines.
“Excuse me?”
It wasn’t until she finally gave the employee some attention that… the girl stocking the shelves seemed to be… familiar… and definitely not in a good way either.
“Wait a minute… aren’t… aren’t you…?”
It was then the hat came flying off… the girl’s deep, crimson red hair flowing out freely from under it, no longer constrained by the hat’s stiff fabric. And with a graceful, slow twirl the simple uniform she was wearing fizzled away, dissolving in her self made breeze… revealing a taught, busty chest… and a thick bosom, dawning a black skirt… All part of a certain school’s uniform…
Mittelt took a step back, somewhat defensively.
“R-R-Rias Gremory?!” She exclaimed, taking another step back.
With a giggle and a sly, smug smile, Rias blinked, before looking Mittelt dead in the eyes.
“Mmm~ That’s right~”
“What… what are you– ah!”
…
Nothingness…
Utter nothingness…
A nothingness that she was suddenly torn apart from, as a sudden moistness… a sudden damp fabric was being forced against her face. Though it wasn’t this that caused her to stir into consciousness. Rather, it was the horrible smell emanating from it… Sulphuric and eggy, with a deep, meaty stench about it that burned her nostrils as she breathed… Even in her deep, involuntary slumber, her body wanted to get away from it and–
“MMmmphgh!”
Mittelt soon stirred into life… trying to shake her head free of this horrid smell… Trying to spare herself from breathing in any more of it…
Alas, as she turned her head side to side, hoping to shake her face free of it… the smell persisted… In fact, it seemed like it was getting worse.
Her eyes popped open… and she was in a dimly lit room, her wrists fastened to a chair… In front of her sat a mirror, one which revealed the origins of the horrid smell blanketing her senses. A soiled, filthy pair of panties… They were… pure white, or at least used to be. By now, their color was starting to hinge on a faint yellowish tone… and littered all over its surface lay bright golden hearts… Worst of all, a deep… greenish brown spot… Not quite a circle, almost a smear… shaped closer to an oval and a stretched oval at that… and it was right over her mouth…
And they were planted, practically fixed, right onto her face… With the smear being just below her nose… and right on her lips… With the inside of the panties being the side making contact…
She wanted to scream but decided against it, believing it better to keep “kissing” that side rather than fully taking it into her mouth…
“Well, well, well~” A voice called out, with a few more voices giggling not far behind, “I see our guest is finally awake~”
“Mmgh?!” Mittelt quickly swung her head around, both to the left and to the right, trying to decipher just who was speaking. Though, she didn’t really need to do this… as she already knew the voice…
Rias Gremory…
A thorn in the Fallen Angel’s side for quite some time… Her group had been responsible for any and all delays the Fallen Angels had run into in the past… as far as they’d been planning…
A group whom they’d just captured a member of… and now vice versa, she’d just been captured by them…
This wasn’t going to be pretty…
“Ohh~ What’s the matter~?” That same, cocky, confident voice that Rias always seemed to carry. “Those are the panties of an Angel, you know~ They should smell…” Rias giggled, “Divine~”
Despite her comment, the look on Mittelt’s face said otherwise… At least based on what one could see given the… rather gross “mask.”
“I’m going to guess that’s a no then~” Rias giggled again…
Mittelt cringed in both fear and disgust, from the smell… and the slow, almost seductive and rhythmic clattering of hard heels stepping closer and closer behind her… Feeling a presence and a body growing ever so near…
Mittelt attempted to turn her head around but two hands lunged from the darkness, latching onto the sides of her head, forcing her to look straight ahead at the mirror.
“No, no, no~ Be a good little girl and keep looking straight… that’s all you need to see… for now at least~” Rias said, the deep red shine of her hair being the first to appear through the darkness, followed soon by her silhouette…
Rias’ fingers soon crept up Mittelt’s face, gripping the edge of the panties covering it.
“Mmm~ You sure you don’t like the smell of an Angel~?” Rias giggled, suddenly yanking on the panties, forcing them to go taught against her face. “Maybe you just haven’t gotten a good smell yet~ Go on, sniff…”
Mittelt refused, trying desperately to hang onto what little semblance of pride she had left… but Rias had other plans for her…
“Oh~? Don’t want to breathe… fine then~ Guess we’ll just have to make you breathe straight from the source then…”
It was then another figure appeared from the shadows… The body of the incoming shadow being less “fatty” but more fit and firm looking… while maintaining some decent assets about her. She wasn’t a demon, Mittlet could tell that much just by the way the woman carried herself…
“Hiii~ Little fallen angel~” The second figure said, stepping out into the dim light. It was Irina, a known angel… but not just any, an “Ace of Spades” herself… and in the flesh… one who’d oddly teamed up with demons… in a highly unusual and very unholy alliance. “What’s the matter? Is my perfume not good enough for you? I worked up a good sweat to make that smell nice and sweet~”
“Or maybe, maybe that perverted little fallen angel nose prefers something… more…” Irina said, giggling. She walked even closer, twirling gracefully as she wandered close… Though it only lasted a second, it was all the motivation Mittlet needed to start huffing… As the short glimpse she got, Irina’s skirt rising almost above her waist as she twirled, she got a good glimpse at her toned, muscular, and sweaty, reeking figure.
Irina, as all good angels were, was truthful… Her threat of being covered in sweat being far more than just some meager bluff…
So, knowing that she’d probably be introduced more thoroughly to Irina’s backside if she didn’t, Mittelt started huffing the panties in her face…
This was all to Rias’ liking… who wasted no time, pulling the panties even tighter onto Mittelt’s face, forcing her head to pull back slightly.
“Don’t let me pull your head back~ Otherwise, I’ll have Irina sit on it~” She laughed commandingly, “Keep looking forward… and keep huffing~”
“Mmmph!” Mittelt struggled against the strain, trying to pull her head forward against Rias’ pull back… all the while, Rias whispered, commanding her to sniff over and over again audibly, lest she wanted to be disqualified from this little “game” and be punished with a faceful of Irina’s sweaty, taught behind…
So she sniffed… and sniffed…
Fully absorbing the musky, sweaty scent of the stale sweat that had long since soaked into Irina’s panties…
“SNFFFF!”
“Oh come on, you’re stronger than that aren’t you~? Unless… you want a faceful of my butt, you can just ask if you want that, you know~” Irina teased, wiggling her skirt clad ass… making sure Mittelt got a nice, good view of her pale, bubbly cheeks…
“Come on, you know you want some~” Irina teased, bringing a pinky to her lips, puckering to kiss it.
Mittelt shook her head, feeling Rias tug even harder…
“Well… if you don’t want to be punished, you better keep looking forward… little fallen angel…” Rias teased, continuing to pull more and more, “That’s a good girl… go on, give Irina’s stinky, smelly panties a big sniff for me~”
Mittelt obeyed, reluctantly… The corners of her eyes dampened as the onslaught of embarrassment and shame finally reached deep enough… Deeper than she was capable of fighting back, and so, with a whimper, Mittelt teared up…
Her eyes now watering heavily, her vision obscuring… It was like a surge of emotions, some that she hadn’t believed she’d ever feel again… But one that she loved to elicit out of others…
It was a cruel twist of fate for her…
The leaders of the fallen angels had promised her power, wealth, and an ever growing abundance of whatever she could possibly desire…
But all of that, the pain and the suffering she’d caused, all the terrible things she did in the name of greed… It all led her to here and now, where she was forced to choke on the horrid stench of an angel’s sweaty crotch and taint… and whatever else had come out of that muscular, fit body of hers and soaked into the godforsaken panties on her face…
“Mm.. I think you’re hurting her, Rias! She’s crying~” Irina giggled, backing her ass up even closer… now only a foot or two away… “Or maybe, maybe she just really, really wants to get a taste of my ass~”
“Isn’t that exactly what you want, little fallen angel~?” Irina giggled. “To get a taste of some… real… divine power~?”
Irina backed up slowly, bringing her rear to hover just shy of Mittelt’s nose, a few inches away… but that was close enough…
Mittelt almost wretched and gagged, her head tilting back slightly as her strength against Rias’ pull waned.
“Mphgh! MMmmmghpg!” She protested, desperately trying to pull her head forward… surprising even Rias with her resilience.
“Oh~? Looks like your nasty butt might be too much for the poor girl~” Rias giggled, “Do you think she’s held on long enough?”
“Mmm~ Maybe… you said her punishment if she failed was my butt~ But what… what did you say was her reward if she held on~?”
“Hmm~ Her reward? I don’t think I remember, do you Mittlet? Do you remember what I said?” Rias’ words dropped in volume slowly, each one becoming little more than a whisper, as she leaned. Mittelt could only wince and cringe away, barely, as Rias held her head in place tightly, making sure that her lips got as close as they could to the young blonde’s ears… Mittelt could only brace as she felt Rias’ breath against her ear, practically probing at it…
The warmth of it sent a shiver down her neck and spine, as her ear tingled in such an intimate position. She squirmed, her discomfort punctuated as the angel smiled down at her and giggled deviously. Her demeanor an all too unsettling mix of flirty and… dangerous.
“Mmmppgh! Mmmmmmnnnnghh… pmgh!”
“Hmm~ What was that?” Rias asked teasingly, leaning in even closer, “We couldn’t hear you~ Come on now, you should remember it clearly right? A good girl should remember her reward, no?”
Rias’ whispers filled her head, occupying her mind completely. The demon’s temptations worked wonders, making her panic. Her struggles growing in intensity just ever so slightly worse as the connotations of her whispers grew in scale. There were underlying hints of aggression, aggravation, impatience… and last of all, amusement…
“Mmm~ Or maybe… just maybe she’s not such a good girl after all… maybe she’s… a bad girl~?” Irina giggled, “and we know what… bad girls… like her, deserve… right~?”
A loud slap caught Mittelt’s attention, her eyes snapping forward towards the angel, watching in horror as her bubbly cheek’s jiggled… A drop of sweat splattered onto the panties on her face, soaking into the already tainted fabric. Those pale cheeks framing a small handprint as she winked at Mittlett, sending yet another shudder through her, and emboldening her muffled cries.
Rias only giggled, pulling herself up and away from Mittelt’s ear. “Mmm~ Maybe~” She said, pulling back on Mittelt’s head even more, waiting for her reaction.
Spurred on by the threat, Mittelt strained even harder to keep her head straight and up, facing the mirror. Not that she could see the mirror anymore, however, as she now found herself staring straight at Irina’s sweaty, bubbly ass cheeks… Able to see just how taught and fit her body was… and knowing just how much she’d rather not be introduced to them…
But Rias had other plans…
“Oops~” Rias said, her voice absolutely dripping with a sarcastic and devious malice. She let her grip on Mittelt’s head loosen ever so slightly, allowing her fingers to slip from the panties’ fabric…
Mittelt, who’d been straining forward the entire time, couldn’t stop herself… and with her own energy and momentum, plowed her face straight forward… jamming herself face first into Irina’s musty ass with an audible, disgusting sounding squelch…
“Oh! Mittelt~! You naughty, naughty girl~” Irina laughed, gripping the back of Mittelt’s head before she could pull away. “You wanted to be a bad girl all along~ Didn’t you~? You wanted this right~? Isn’t this what all fallen angels aspire to be~ bad girls~?”
“MMMGHPGH! MMMPPPHHH!!!”
The only response Irina got was a muffled, disgusted scream. Mittelt couldn’t see anymore… but she could feel… and what she felt horrified her to the core. As the smell seeped through the fabric, permeating through her nostrils, filling up her lungs as she protested… the fabric of the panties grew damp, as the fabric began to soak up the slick layer of sweat coating Irina’s ass cheeks… The fabric, growing ever wet and sticky, clung to her face… She tried to wriggle and writhe, to struggle and break free… but to no avail. Escape was utterly impossible, Irina’s grip held her tight, going so far as to pull her in more…
“Oooh~” Irina moaned lightly, “Keep struggling, mmf~ That feels good~”
“You know what would feel even better~?” Rias asked smugly, giving Irina an all too sly smirk.
“Oh~ What would that be, Rias~?”
Without warning, Rias practically snatched Mittelt’s head free from Irina’s grip, much to her dismay but to Mittelt's relief. It was too bad that this would be the only relief she was going to feel and have this entire night…
Rias ripped the panties free from the poor girl’s face… freeing her mouth. Mittelt instinctively heaved, opening her mouth wide to gasp and get in as much fresh air, relatively, as much as possible…
But this was exactly what Rias was hoping for…
Just as quickly as they’d left her face, the panties ended up right in between her two gasping lips… With the brown spot in particular being placed precisely on her tongue…
“WHAA–MPGH!?!?!” She protested, trying to gag and spit them out… only to find Rias’ hand gripping her face tightly, holding her mouth shut.
“No, no, no~ Little fallen angel… you keep those in your mouth~”
“Ohh, you evil bitch~” Irina giggled, looking on at Mittelt’s disgust with the purest of amusement. “I knew demons were evil, but I didn’t think they, or rather, you… were ‘that’ evil~”
Rias only smiled…
“Oh, I’m not that evil… at least… I’m not being that evil… yet~”
Rias looked down at Irina’s ass…
“Hey Irina… spread your cheeks~”
“Oh~? Like thiiiiisss~?”
Mittlets eyes widened as she watched in complete and utter horror. Looking on as the angel before her grabbed each cheek in a tight, tantalizing grip. And slowly, she pulled them apart with a light moan, enjoying the sudden cool breeze coming down through her ass crack as her sweaty, steaming pucker was freed from its damp cavern… Her cheeks spread slowly, with a light squelch to them… and a sudden, intensified wave of stench punched into Mittelt’s already tortured nostrils…
“Yes, yes… perfect.” Rias teased, twirling a finger in Mittelt’s hair as she leaned down again, her lips right up against her ear once more. “Doesn’t that just look… delicious~” She whispered, keeping her grip on Mittelt’s mouth, though reaching down with one hand, she groped Mittelt’s body gently… playing with the younger woman’s meager breasts. “No~? Don’t like what you see? What’s wrong~? I thought all fallen angels loved naughty things~”
Slowly, she pushed Mittelt’s head closer and closer to it… giggling quietly as Mittelt attempted to struggle, attempting to shake her head free…
But alas…
She couldn’t even hope to overpower Rias…
And so her fate was practically sealed…
She closed her eyes, just waiting for that sickening, sticky feeling of someone else’s sweat to touch her face… For her cheeks to be engulfed in another woman’s… lower set…
But nothing happened… at least for a second.
The only thing that grew in any kind of intensity was the warmth and the smell…
Fearfully, Mittelt opened her eyes slowly, wishing she’d kept them closed. She was mere inches, probably only two or three, away from Irina’s reeking, steaming pucker… Her entire field of view taken up by the taught and toned flesh…
Rias laughed, looking down at Mittelt.
“Did you think I was just going to shove you in~?” She said teasily, keeping her grip on Mittelt’s mouth tight. “No, no, no~ It wouldn’t be any fun if I just did that, now would it~?”
“No, you’re going to sniff… passionately… Yes, you heard me, you’re going to take deep, lustful whiffs of that smelly, reeking pucker… and you’d better enjoy it… lest you make me want to… punish… you more~”
And so, Rias pushed Mittelt’s head ever closer… bringing her nose to within nanometers of Irina’s reeking cavern…
Feeling somewhat cheeky, Irina bobbed a little, wiggling her ass right in Mittelt’s face, her butthole practically grazing against the tip of the fallen angel’s nose causing her to wince and cringe in disgust.
“Go on… sniff~”
With a slight tear… Mittelt surrendered to her fate… Taking a deep, almost passionate whiff of the smoldering hole…
“Snnnffffff~”
Only to break out into a fit of coughing, unable to fully breathe as Rias’ still covered her mouth, but she coughed over and over again from just one sniff, her cheeks puffing up continuously.
“Oh please, it’s not that bad~” Irina laughed, jiggling her ass some more… “Come on, sniff deeper now~”
Bracing herself as much as she could, Mittelt leaned in again…
“SNFFFF! GLK! HRK! CRGHK!”
It was the same scenario… Mittelt’s nose simply couldn’t take it… but Rias wasn’t going to let her get away. Over and over again, only after she’d finished coughing, she’d be forced to sniff the Angel’s sweaty asshole again… and again… and again… the warmth and horrid stench singing the hair in her nostrils, and embedding itself deep within her sense of smell. Irina’s stench was one that Mittelt would not soon forget.
Every… deep… lungful, the pressure on the back of her head increased, ever so slightly… Rias kept pushing head deeper… and by extension… her nose deeper and deeper into that stinking cavern of soft, jiggling angel flesh… Her nose parted the squelching cheeks like a knife, slowly, carefully, carving through greasy, sticky, revolting butter-like sweat that coated her hole…
Mittelt struggled even more, trying anything to break free… her arms tugging at the restraints as hard as she possibly could… but it was useless…
“Heh, Angels smell like sunshine and rainbows~ Stop overreacting~” Irina giggled, “You naughty, naughty little fallen angel~ You should be enjoying this~”
Mittelt could only gag, still muffled by Rias’ hands and the filthy panties in her mouth. Every second that ticked by only increased her suffering… The smell, one that she would’ve hopefully been getting used to by now, was only increasing more in intensity somehow… It was as if Irina was getting sweatier and sweatier… And speaking of sweat, with the sweaty panties now soaking up Mittelt’s saliva, the sweat now mixed into it, dissolving slowly into the fabric and filling her cheeks and throat with the rancid concoction that followed, forcing her to… swallow… every now and then… It was a bitter, salty taste… mixed in with some sulphuric, eggy notes and… other flavours that Mittelt would rather not think about…
Mittelt couldn’t help it… and neither could she hold it in anymore… and the tears began to flow…
It wasn’t just one or two tears either… it was a steady, pathetic stream…
“Aww~ Is the little fallen angel crying~?” Rias teased, wiping away some of the tears with her thumb. “Is Irina’s big butt too much for you~?”
Mittelt didn’t say a word, the only thing she could do was look up pleadingly… hoping that there was some shred of mercy somewhere within the demon’s soul to be found…
“Mmm~ I don’t think you’ve had enough… but if it’s really… that… bad… then I guess I’ll give you a break~ Tell you what, if you want… If you give Irina’s cute, stinky pucker… a really, really good… loving… passionate kiss… with some tongue… no, a lot… of tongue~ You’ll be done with her butt… does that sound good to you~?”
Desperate for any kind of break at this point, Mittelt begrudgingly nodded…
“Good girl~” Rias said, patting the fallen angel’s head.
Slowly, she removed her hand… freeing Mittelt’s mouth… She eased up on her head, giving the young woman just enough room to spit out the rancid panties occupying her mouth… and she did so promptly, gagging and coughing as her tongue was finally free from that horrid flavor. But now her tongue would be meeting an even more destitute area of Irina’s body. One ultimately more intimate… and way more disgusting…
“Oooh~ She agreed~?” Irina asked, looking back over her shoulder.
“She did~”
“Oooooh~! I can’t waiiiit~ She’s going to love this~” The Angel giggled, leaning over. Irina gave her own ass a nice big slap with both hands, making sure that Mittelt saw that jiggle.
And grabbing a good handful of her own cheeks… she smushed them together, letting her mounds collect in each other’s sweat, her crack dampening by the second as her own body temp caused her to sweat just that much more… Before she sickeningly spread her cheeks apart again… the two squelched audibly, subdued but definitely audible…
And so hesitantly, with a face that dripped of disgust and utmost concern… Mittelt leaned in, really fighting the urge to cringe or kick back in anyway… Her lips were practically trembling as she brought them up…
But she kept hesitating, bringing her face in close and then backing away slightly… Constantly at minimum a quarter inch distance from any actual contact… The heat and steam of Irina’s cheeks radiating across Mittelt’s own.
“Oh get in there already.” Rias said impatiently, rolling her eyes. She gripped the back of Mittelt’s head and pushed her in suddenly, without even the slightest chance for the young fallen angel to protest…
“Mmph?!”
“Oh come on, you already agreed~ So get to it.”
Mittelt nearly gagged, her lips now completely forced up against the wrinkles and folds of Irina’s reeking pucker. The brown donut anything but appealing, especially due to its horrid, rank smell… But she didn’t want to be punished any further… so reluctantly, her lips finally parted, allowing her tongue to roll out with a reluctant ease.
Though… it seemed like getting things over and done with quickly, was not something Rias was to allow…
As Mittelt both thankfully and… regrettably, found herself quickly pulled out of Irina’s cheeks.
“No, no, no~ What did I say~? You need to kiss it.... passionately. Not something chaste… not just a quick peck… a passionate, long, tonguing…” Rias demanded, yet maintaining her overly sadistic yet lustful demeanor.
And with a tight grip, Rias pushed Mittelt’s head into the sweaty angel cheeks. Now really smushing the girl’s face into the damp mounds in front of her. She was pushed so deep in that her nose became wedged and sealed by Irina’s ass cheeks, whatever remained of them that wasn’t spread that is. So if she wanted to get any air… any air at all… she’d have to get it through her mouth… And that meant doing exactly what she agreed to do… She knew she agreed… but that didn’t stop her from hesitating…
Nevertheless, if she wanted this horrid treatment to be over with… she would just have to bear with it… and kiss Irina’s pucker…
So finally, with a pathetic whimper, she puckered her own lips, cringing as she felt the wrinkles and slime across Irina’s asshole smear across her lips…
“Oooh~ She’s finally doing it, Rias~” Irina giggled excitedly, a little too excitedly for Mittelt’s liking. “Now let me feel that tongue~”
Mittelt’s tongue rolled out of her mouth again, this time, moving forward and penetrating Irina’s asshole… albeit with some resistance. Irina’s asshole was tighter than expected.
“Ah, ah, ah~” Irina teased. “You gotta lick around a little, really loosen me up fiiirrrrssst~!”
Irina began to circle her own hips around, really rolling her asshole around on Mittelt’s mouth, spreading as much of her sweaty, filthy stink as she could onto the young fallen angel’s lips and tongue. Mittelt could only cringe in disgust, shutting her eyes tightly as she moved her own tongue, doing some circling of her own, her tongue really picking up on the subtleties of IIrina’s… “taste,” much to her dismay…
Irina was… both bitter and salty, with a somewhat gritty and slimy texture to it… and this was just the outside… For her punishment to be over, she’d have to really dig her tongue deep in there and clean out whatever surprises might be hidden within the angel girl’s guts… but luckily enough, it seemed that she’d loosened up enough for her tongue to slip in… So ever so reluctantly, her tongue finally managed to penetrate Irina’s pucker.
Irina moaned loudly, much to Mittelt’s shame… Her tongue pressed against the angel’s slimy walls, feeling every single movement, the way the flesh parted as she pushed… unfortunately needing some force… with the taste slowly engraving itself into her tongue. She could feel the angel loosen up further, if but for a fleeting moment, before that sphincter began to squeeze and tighten, practically clamping down on her tongue… encasing it in a disgusting, slimy prison…
Mittelt began to gag and gag… but she had to keep pressing in… and pushing in… until her tongue was as far into Irina’s gut as it could possibly go…
“Mmmph~ That feels good…” Irina moaned out, just reveling in the pleasure.
It seemed that their little fallen angel “friend” of sorts, was really eager to get out of this predicament, and was being as passionate as she could be. Irina could tell… and it felt unbelievably good, having two warm lips wrapping around her asshole with a moist, wet tongue slipping in and out of her hole… Her hole had never felt so good… nor had it ever started to feel so clean. The damp, slimy and sticky feeling seemed to melt away, all into Mittelt’s saliva of course, not that Irina really cared about that last part…
But it felt to her as if Mittelt was truly in love with her butt… Which was perfect for what was to come next…
“PSSHRRLLLPLPLPT!”
Irina didn’t mean to… for the most part… but she couldn’t help herself… Her gut demanded she release a little bit of gas, not that she had much to begin with… but what was let loose was a sickly, wet sounding fart… It was short… but beefy and pungent, the quick burst coating Mittelt’s mouth and throat in an instant… sending her into another fit of gagging… Though this time, it was entirely uncontrolled, Mittelt failing to fight off her gags.
“Ooh~ Good one, Irina~” Rias teased, smacking Irina’s ass lightly.
“Totally didn’t mean to~” She winked in response, wiggling her ass in Mittelt’s face once more.
Rias smiled, her grip on Mittelt’s head tightening as she pushed her forward a little more.
“Well? What are you waiting for, girly? Lick up the gift Irina so graciously left you~”
Rias giggled, she couldn’t tell if Mittelt was gagging at the thought or still gagging at the leftover essence of Irina’s gift. Either way, it didn’t really matter… Her tongue was going back up Irina’s ass no matter what as one last little send off…
Irina moaned for one last time, feeling Mittelt’s mouth on her asshole.
“Mmmm~ Your tongue feels so good… Maybe you want to be my ass licker permanently, no~?”
Irina could feel Mittelt desperately shaking her head, as much as Rias’ grip would allow at least.
“Awww… okay thennnn~ A deal’s a deal~”
Irina stood back up straight… but instead of pulling away from Mittelt’s face… She pushed, still clenching her sphincter tightly to keep somewhat of a grip on Mittelt’s tongue… she pushed, slowly but surely forcing Mittelt’s tongue to really grind and rub against her inner walls… She pushed out Mittelt’s tongue as if it had been lodged up there for days on end… And then pulled away slowly, as several strings of sweat… and a long bead of saliva… still trailed from her ass and Mittelt’s tongue and cheeks…
“Puagh… pah… ghg… glhgk…” Mittelt gagged and gasped softly… “You… you people are… glghk… glhk… disgusting!”
“How… how dare you!? How dare you!? When… puah… when Kalawarna or Reynare find out about this! You’re all… guah… you’re all dead! You hear me!? Dead!!!”
“Ohh~ We’re dead now, are we~?” Rias giggled, not even flinching at Mittelt’s angry, empty threats. “Mmm… I don’t feel dead~ Do you feel dead, Irina?”
“Mmm… no… but our guest will soon wish she was~ Especially if she keeps barking at us like a cute little chihuahua~”
“Ohhh… but she is our cute little chihuahua~” Rias said teasingly, really rubbing her hand into Mittelt’s hair.
“H-hey! Quit it!” Mittelt snapped angrily, shaking her head. “Look, I did what you wanted me to! That bitch even shat out my tongue! Let me go already!”
Rias only laughed.
“Let you go~?” Rias giggled, tilting her head… Her demeanor shifted slightly, still flirty… but Mittelt could tell that beneath that smile, she was dripping with sadistic glee… She was up to something… but just what was that exactly…? Mittelt could only shudder at the thought.
She thrashed at her restraints feistily, hoping that at least one… just one… of her bindings might’ve come loose or been left loose by these clumsy demons and their high angel friend… but it would seem they were too thorough, binding her arms with plentiful amounts of magical rope, leaving her completely powerless.
Mittelt, being as feisty as she was, continued to hurl insults and struggle, the force of her body rocking the chair back and forth. Though this didn’t do anything other than increase her own discomfort, as the restraints and bindings dug into her as she pulled and strained. In fact, the only thing she did manage to successfully do was burn through whatever energy she had, soon finding herself all but completely exhausted…
“God… damn it!” She screamed, rocking the chair one last time as she finally sat back, energy depleted but still moving her mouth.
“The… the other fallen are… going to notice I’m missing!” She said, still trying to be intimidating.
T-they’re going to… come looking for me… and you’re… you’re all so fucked w-when they do…”
Rias and Irina stood idle, just seductively posing in front of the struggling girl, leaning against each other’s shoulders in a way that most would’ve found inviting…
“Mmm~ Well… Mittelt… we’re waitiiiinnngg~” Irina teased, looking around the room before she leaned in, until her lips almost kissed Mittlets ear. “Sshh, this is a secret… but, I don’t think anyone is going to be coming for youuuu~”
As she leaned back up, Rias shrugged.
“Well, if no one else is coming… might as well take my tu–”
It was then the door flew open, slamming against the wall as its hinges strained under the strength from which it was swung.
“Urgh…” A woman moaned as she walked in, wiping the sweat from her forehead. “I still don’t understand why you wanted me to work out and train so much in my body suit… especially outside…”
The woman of attention had blue hair, with an odd green accent. She was tall and well endowed, not quite as voluptuous as Rias but still very well gifted in the asset department nonetheless. Her hips were wider than Irina’s by quite some margin. She was also quite muscular, not quite built but definitely fit and toned… Though what stood out the most was her attire. She wasn’t wearing a school uniform or anything of the sort, instead, she was donned in a skin tight, black, latex bodysuit. It covered most of her torso but left a good amount of her body exposed, namely her thighs and arms, like a school uniform swimsuit. An odd choice of attire given the fact they were in the middle of a heat wave…
“Oh! Xenovia… You’re just in time~” Irina giggled happily, practically skipping over to her comrade. “Wow…” She said, stopping as she grew near… “You’re… you’re perfect for this… come with me…”
Irina didn’t even wait for Xenovia to agree, instead grabbing the blue haired woman by the hand and dragging her over. Rias eyed her up, brimming with sadistic glee as Irina brought the girl near.
There was no doubt that having Xenovia train, especially on a hot summer day like this one, while wearing her full, custom latex leotard, was an odd order. Especially considering just how sweaty she always got during workouts… and just how much sweat gets trapped inside. But Rias knew exactly what she was doing… and this plan couldn’t have worked out better.
As Xenovia got dragged forward, she only cringed at her own sweat.
“Ugh… I can feel it… sloshing around in there…” She said, rubbing her butt, her free hand squeezing at her skin tight bodysuit. “It’s especially bad… down here.”
“Perfect!” Rias interjected, her demonic grin beaming from ear to ear, “Irina, please help our colleague… get into the right position… and introduce her to our guest.”
“With pleasuuuuure~”
Irina pulled Xenovia by the shoulders, maneuvering her closer to Mittelt.
“Say hello to our guest, Xenovia~” She said, gesturing towards Mittelt.
“Oh? So this is that fallen angel you captured earlier. Hmm… I’m guessing that the order to train has something to do with her then?”
“Of course, why else would I make you build up such a sweat~?”
Xenovia only nodded, looking down at Mittelt, who had completely shut up at this point, looking up at the blue haired woman before her… It was only then she finally started to back down from her feisty demeanor, laughing somewhat nervously, her eyes roaming over every sweaty curve on her suit, her body steaming from every exposed gap, radiating the air full of pure… her.
“W-w-what… I-I thought… I thought I was done?”
“Of course you are, darling~” Rias teased, “Done with Irina~”
“We never said anything about being… totally done~”
Mittelt only gulped.
“B-b-but… but… n-no p-plea–”
“Butt, yes~” Rias giggled, cutting off the now pleading, once totally bratty girl. “Come on, Irina~ Let’s give our guest here a drink~”
Mittelt looked back over to Irina and Xenovia, only to see that Irina was far ahead of Rias’ command… not that it made her feel any better…
She was met with a straw, not coming out of any kind of cup or glass… or even bottle… Instead, it was fixed to the back of Xenovia’s leotard, sandwiched perfectly between her butt cheeks.
“The Xenovia special~” Irina giggled, pushing Xenovia into place, “A cocktail of pure sweat… and ass juice~ Oh! And by the way…” Irina leaned in close, whispering into Mittelt’s ear, “I made sure she couldn’t shower… for the past… mmm… two, maybe three weeks~? I forget~”
“The… the Xenovia special… really?” Xenovia asked, rolling her eyes indifferently, clearly not impressed by Irina’s chosen name for her cocktail of bodily fluids…
“Whaaat? I think it’s catchy~” Irina giggled, “Mmm~ Come on, I’m sure people would pay good money to get a taste of this~” She teased, grabbing two entire handfuls of Xenovia’s plentiful ass, squeezing the cheeks together. “Come on, make sure our guest has more than enough… flavor~”
“Hmmph…” Xenovia scoffed, looking backwards and down at the young, restrained girl.
“Look,” She said, looking down, “I don’t care for these little games or whatever have you that Rias or Irina want to play…”
Xenovia stepped even closer.
“But… I know that I don’t like this feeling of all this sweat in my suit… So… you’re gonna drink it… or else…” She commanded, gripping the top of Mittelt’s head as she backed her ass up in a way that the straw was just in front of her lips.
Mittelt winced, or at least, tried to… She wanted to back away, even though she was near the same height as Rias, there was just something about her… something that made her seem ever more imposing… more threatening. Maybe it was her cold, collected demeanor? Maybe it was her callous behaviour? Mittelt couldn’t tell… but what she did know was that she… was going to drink the sweat. Her lips practically latched onto the straw as soon as Xenovia barked the command. Giving Xenovia a fearful, almost pathetic look as her lips wrapped around the straw.
“Don’t give me that pathetic look,” She barked, tightening her grip on Mittelt’s head, “Start drinking.”
Both Irina and Rias looked at each other before giggling, with Irina walking up behind Mittelt… holding the girl’s head in place while eyeing her expression.
“Awww… Xenovia~ You’re scaring herrr~”
Xenovia couldn’t care less…
“Drink.” She growled under her breath, glaring down at Mittelt.
As if on queue, Mittelt began to drink… her cheeks sinking in as she cringed, her eyes shutting tightly.
Xenovia’s skin tight suit tightened against her, the fabric conforming to her curves even more as the salty air and pockets of sweat were sucked away, a good number of sweat droplets pried from their retention on Xenovia’s skin… all pooling down, passing either her grimy asshole or her plump, musky womanhood… and at the bottom of her suit… before being sucked into the straw and splashing into Mittelt’s mouth… And what came out of that straw, filling her cheeks and coating her tongue… was a truly horrid concoction. And that flavor… the one that mer her mouth… that filled her mouth… which was to soon go down the back of her throat and into her stomach, was a disgusting… salty, slimy, and slick fluid… It was so diluted with bodily gunk… it was viscous like an oil… one that would’ve been used to lube up a hinge… or the type for a moped or motorcycle…
“GHLRRHGHGLK!”
The first droplet was enough to send Mittelt gagging, her eyes flying open as she choked. But she continued, not wanting to incur too much of Xenovia’s wrath, having surrendered to the fact that she was going to be feeling some of it… she could only hope that she wouldn’t be experiencing all of it…
Meanwhile, Xenovia was barely making a noise, just standing there, glaring at Mittelt as she drank…
So Mittelt kept drinking, each sip sending a tingle of disgust rippling through her entire body, her throat shuddering as she gulped… doing her best to fight and keep drinking… for fear of further repercussions that… unfortunately for her, were going to happen whether or not she complied…
Not that she knew that directly but… there was probably some part of her, some part deep down that really knew… but a good majority of her mind was holding onto some semblance of hope, no matter how much of a fool’s herald it might’ve seemed.
“Mgnhghghlgh…” Mittelt groaned and gagged simultaneously, struggling to keep her lips planted on that straw. She so desperately wanted to let go, her lips trembling as they continued to grip that horrible straw…
But she kept going…
Sucking and sucking until–
“PRRRPFFT!”
The short poot coming in at the worst possible moment for Mittelt, but at the right moment for Rias and Irina…The flavor she sucked in was more airy, though still mixed with a good amount of sweat… It went from salty to… garlicky and savory, all in an instant. The young girl’s cheeks inflating rapidly as the fetid air rushed in.
Rias and Irina both expected this to be the breaking point for Mittelt, half expecting the young fallen angel to break out into a pathetic fit of tears, coughing and gagging as she cried. But to their amusement… and sadistic delight, Mittelt did indeed tear up slightly… but instead swallowed the mouthful of gas… only coughing and gagging afterwards, as she fought to hold it all in.
Irina couldn’t help herself, seeing this… She quickly sauntered up to Xenovia, grabbing another handful of her plump, sweaty ass… Really squishing the sweaty flesh and fat through her fingers…
“Oooh~ Got any more in ya’?” Irina smiled, her behaviour somehow growing even more bubbly.
“Hmph… Of course.” Xenovia nodded coldly, before grunting…
“PRLPLPLPT!”
This one was also short… but somewhat wet, Mittelt finding even more fluid to have to suck up through the straw…
And this…
This was what finally broke Mittelt’s fragile state of “composure.”
As the humid, meaty, somehow savory slime from Xenovia’s eruption hit Mittelt’s tongue, she finally broke.
Her body couldn’t hold it anymore, couldn’t fight it anymore, and with one last whimper, she coughed and gagged loudly. Her lips finally losing their grasp on the straw, she reeled her head back and forth, coughing and gagging.
“Puagh… glhkg… glghk… pugh… couuugh… urgh… glhkg…”
She couldn’t stop herself, despite her own best efforts, she just continued to cough… and cough… and gag… much to her captors’ delight…
Rias was going to say something… but it was then she saw a spark in Irina’s eyes… and decided to let things play out… on her terms… rather than her own. Rias desperately wanted to take her turn in tormenting the poor fallen angel but… alas, she could wait… and waiting would make things feel all that much better… Her anticipation would be killing her but she could wait.
“Hey! What are you–”
“Just let me lead~” Irina teased, despite Xenovia’s restraint. Her fingers creeped under the rubbery latex of Xenovia’s leotard, pulling it to the side…
“Oh Mitteeelllt~”
Mittelt begrudgingly looked up, her head still kinda fuzzy, her mind somewhat scrambled and tired.
“Hey! What are you–” Xenovia exclaimed, before being cut off.
“You, Shush~” Irina promptly said, before turning her attention back to Xenovia’s ass.
Mittelt could only cringe more at the sight before her, however…
“Look right heeerrreee~” Irina teased, making sure Mittelt was watching…
As she saw Mittelt had eyes on, Irina began her next little sneak peak of what Mittelt was to experience. Teasingly, she built up some drool in her mouth before letting her tongue roll out somewhat sensually, behaving as if this was some kind of strip tease… Slowly, she spread Xenovia’s cheeks apart…
And they were…
Ungodly sweaty… even more so than Irina’s herself…
The strands of sweat were… several times thicker… and appeared several times stickier to boot… They were slimier… wetter… and way more… thick, Irina’s couldn’t even compare…
Just the sight alone was enough to make her shudder…
And despite her being at least a foot or two away, the stench still got to her…
But that was the least of her concerns, infinitely more attention grabbing was what Irina was up to… letting her drool drip down into Xenovia’s ass crack, as she spread the sweaty cheeks as wide as they could possibly go. Letting enough of it drip down into her sweaty ass crack, before mushing her cheeks together completely… really making sure that the concoction of messy fluids was well mixed together.
Mittelt practically froze, the sight of Xenovia’s massive, sweaty ass was all too mesmerizing… or traumatizing, whichever word fit better… In any case, Mittelt couldn’t take her eyes away from the sight…
“Mmm~ Like what you see~?” Irina giggled, “My ass was sweaty but… this ass~? Oh this ass is so, so, soooo much worse than mine~”
“Irina…” Xenovia sighed, rolling her eyes in a reluctant, somewhat annoyed manner.
“What~? I’m just telling our little guest here the truth~”
Irina looked down, her eyes glued to the fleshy mounds she was squishing and squeezing in her hands. She grumbled a tad, both in awe and a slight pang of jealousy.
“Hmph…” She pouted, somewhat jokingly, “Why do you get to have an ass so much bigger than miiine?”
She squeezed the flesh of Xenovia’s ass cheeks tightly, really admiring just how smooth the skin of her butt was… and just how sweaty she was at the same time.
“Hnngh… I wish I had a butt like yours… I mean… look~!” Irina exclaimed, spreading the cheeks out wide, expressly displaying Xenovia’s reeking pucker to Mittelt. “You could just… swallow a poor girl’s face right up… and speaking of whiiiich~”
Irina looked at Mittelt, who was shaking her head as frantically as she possibly could.
“Aww… look at our little guest, Xenovia~ She’s frightened half to death at just the look of your ass alone~”
Xenovia only rolled her eyes again.
“Mmm~ What’s wrong little fallen angel, Xenovia's big… sweaty… butt… too scary for you~?”
“You’re right to be afraid~” Irina continued to tease, licking the tip of her finger… bringing it back down to Xenovia’s ass… spreading the cheeks wide before starting to tease and tantalize Xenovia’s most intimate spot. Her finger probed and prodded gently, teasing and prying at Xenovia’s asshole…
“Oops~” She teased, the very tip of her finger slipping into Xenovia’s tight but loosening pucker.
“H-hey!” Xenovia moaned lightly, feeling her friend’s finger penetrating her somewhat intimately. It was a kinky and… intimate touch…
“Oh don’t be such a prude, Xenovia~” Irina whispered, her voice trailing off somewhat… “I know you like this~” She whispered into Xenovia’s ear, “And if you think my fingers are going to feel good… just imagine how good this little fallen angel’s nose will feel… shoved right up this big… puffy… reeking donut of yours… while you release all that built up… nasty pressure in your gut…”
Irina carefully pleasured Xenovia with her fingers, spreading her hole apart for Mittelt to see…
“Aren’t you excited to have your nose shoved in here~?” She giggled, finally bringing her fingers out of Xenovia’s flesh, as the blue haired woman panted while trying to maintain her cold composure.
Mittelt, rather obviously, shook her head in protest much to Irina’s delight.
“Aww… well that’s too bad~ Because I’d love for you to get a taste of… this~”
It was then Irina’s curiosity got the best of her, as she looked down at her hand currently slick and covered in Xenovia’s… essence. Hesitantly, she brought her hand up to her face… taking a slight sniff from a few inches away.
“Hrngh… blegh!”
A slight sniff was enough to elicit a strong, vomit-like reaction from Irina’s body, as she immediately felt herself heave loudly as her body rejected the pungent stench. She coughed, gagging almost immediately from one little sniff alone.
“F-fuck…” She heaved, catching her breath for a moment, “Dang, Xenovia… what… what have you been up to?”
Xenovia only rolled her eyes, choosing not to respond to Irina…
Irina shuddered, bringing her hand down to Mittelt’s face now…
“Take a sniff… get a glimpse into what your face is about to be swallowed up by…”
Mittelt didn’t even need to, as the presence of Xenovia’s essence on Irina’s fingers alone was enough for her own senses to reject the stench. She gagged immediately, her reaction being all too similar to Irina’s…
“P-p-please… I-I… I can’t take it anymore…” She begged uselessly, only to look up and find that Xenovia had moved much closer… almost face to face with the blue haired woman’s butthole. Irina meanwhile, had taken this chance to position herself right behind Mittelt, placing the fallen angel’s head in between her bountiful breasts… holding her head in place, blocking most of her peripheral with her plush, soft orbs… and forcing her to focus on the steaming, filthy sight before her..
“Come on, Xenovia~” Irina motioned, “Bring that lovely, reeking big ass of yours closer~ We’ll smush her together~”
Rolling her eyes, Xenovia did just that. She shuffled backwards slightly, really letting her ass envelope the poor girl’s face, Mittelt’s head now almost completely cocooned in sweaty, musky flesh…
To drive her deeper, Irina reached up, grabbing Xenovia’s waist and tugging, doing her best to hug the woman close… and it worked, for the most part… Mittelt’s nose and face were wedged deep into Xenovia’s ass crack… with Mittelt’s nose being in an especially precarious position as her nostrils made contact with the blue haired woman’s pucker, the tip of her nose basically penetrating into it…
She could only cringe and gag, her only air being tainted by this scent… and the gross, slimy feeling as the brown pucker flexed and squeezed around her nose…
“HHMMMMMMGNNGHGNGHGNH!” Mittelt struggled. The little preview she got from sniffing Irina’s fingers absolutely paled in comparison to being up close and personal with the real thing… especially since her nose was now inside it…
She thrashed in her chair, despite knowing that any resistance was futile… Her body just couldn’t take it, rationality was no longer a concept… She just had to try and get away… Not that it was really doing her any good…
It wasn’t unt–
“BBPRRRRLPLPLPLPLPT!”
“BRROOOOOORRRRRPLPLPLTPLPT!”
“HHHHHNNNNNGGGGGGGGMMGNGNGGNGH!”
Mittelt began to thrash and wriggle around ten times worse than before… She was straining so much that the chair began to creak and groan under her movement.
It was… a hearty… meaty stench, completely reeking of various types of protein… both artificial and natural…
All of it congealed into a rotten, stinking plume… released little by little by Xenovia’s sphincter almost directly into the poor fallen angel’s nose… The gusts forced their way in, the pungent stench almost singing her nose hairs…
And they weren’t dry either…
And neither were they just damp and moist…
In every sense of the word, Xenovia’s farts were…
Wet.
And growing wetter with each one…
Mittelt wasn’t sure if it was just sweat being forced into her nostrils and splattering against her face… or if it was… something… something else.
And frankly, she would’ve preferred not to know… but the smell was making it rather obvious which of the options it was…
The poor girl shook her head around, trying to at the very least get her nose out of Xenovia’s butthole… but nothing she could do was of any use…
The concoction of Irina’s drool… and Xenovia’s sweat… was so thick, it was almost like glue… and it held her in place well…as did the orbs crushing against the back of her head, sealing it in this fleshy, putrid oven. Her cheeks and face squelched disgustingly as she struggled, as air pockets formed and escaped from between her cheeks and Xenovia’s…
“PRPLPLPLOOORRRRPLPLLPSHPLRTPLT!”
The next one that came was especially bad, her nose almost filling to the brim with a thick… brown slime… It bubbled out of Xenovia’s asshole, sputtering out in a messy… sloppy fashion… So much so that the stench began to rise and escape, Mittelt physically unable to contain it all through her nostrils alone…
“Phhhheewww~!” Irina gagged, heaving slightly as the smell slowly rose to meet her… “Holy hell…” Irina exclaimed, coughing… “Xenoviaaaa… your gas is so baddd… what did you eat?!”
“Hmm… nothing out of the ordinary…” Xenovia said, legitimately pondering the clearly rhetorical question…
“PBBBRPLPLRPLRPOOORLPLPLPTPLPT!”
“Lots of meat…”
“BRRRORRFFFFPLPLPLPRSHHHPLRT!”
“Broccoli…”
“PRRRFFFFPLPT! SPLORT!”
“Cheese…”
The three farts that erupted as she spoke proved to be too much for both of the girls behind her. Mittelt’s gagging was completely muffled, however Xenovia could feel the fallen angel’s head jerking around in her ass crack. Meanwhile, Irina was leaning backwards somewhat coughing and trying to catch some untainted air…
It was only when she tried to let go of Xenovia’s hips, that Xenovia decided to strike, latching onto Irina’s arms and pulling her back by her wrists, forcing Irina’s chest and her ass together again, squeezing Mittelt even more. Worse still for Mittelt, this sudden movement forced her head up, ripping her nose from Xenovia’s asshole and replacing it with her mouth… the glue-like sweat and spit combo making her lips form an almost perfect seal with it…
“MHNGH!?!?”
But that detail proved to be of little importance to the other two…
Irina was instead too focused on trying to get away… rather than being able to enjoy Mittelt’s newfound… disgusting predicament…
“Ew…ew…ewwww~!” Irina struggled, attempting to pull away, Xenovia’s grip proving to be far too strong… “Let go, Xenovia~! Your farts stink so baddd…”
“Oh no, no, no… Irina…” Xenovia teased, her cold demeanor finally starting to melt as she reveled in both her friend and their captor’s suffering, “You wanted this to happen… you don’t get to back out of it now~”
“Plus… I’m starting to really like the feeling of your boobs against my ass~”
Xenovia pulled Irina even tighter, really squeezing Mittelt’s head and face between them.
“No, no, nononono… Xenovia wai–!”
“PRRRRRPLPLPLPLBBLPLPRRLPLPLSSLPLPRT!”
What came next was a shart far too big for any kind of container to properly… contain… Mittelt’s eyes rolled back immediately, as her cheeks puffed out and her tongue flailed around helplessly in her mouth, getting coated in wet speckles of shit and ass juice as the eruption lasted…
And it wouldn’t be the only one…
“BRRRORRRRRPLPLSSHPLRTPLPLT!”
Mittelt’s mind was on the verge of melting…
“PRRROBBLPLPLRSHLPORPHHHT!”
Xenovia’s sharts were so intense…
“PRRRABBBBBRRRRBLBLLBLBLPLRT!”
So… pungent and… flavorful…
“PPPRRRRRRPLPLPSLPORT!”
So… awful…
“SSHHHRRRLPLPLBLPRLPT!”
Mittelt could barely think…
“PHHHRRRRLPLPT!”
Or process what was happening…
“BRRROPLPLT!”
Her mind was completely taken over… almost…
“FFFRRRRPT!”
It wasn’t just a pure liquid either… The chunks that came out were sludgy and tar-like… It didn’t just coat her mouth… it caked up on it… On the inner walls of her cheeks as they puffed out, it coated and surrounded her tongue as it flailed around, the various layers of filth stacking up, slowing her tongue's movements. It absorbed her saliva… and stuck wherever it landed. Whether that was in her mouth… her throat… or her lungs…
“Oough…” Xenovia groaned, feeling the pressure in her stomach relieve slightly, while also feeling her asshole start to grow increasingly grimy, “Whoops… seems like I wasn’t just farting there, was I~? And is your mouth surrounding my asshole too, little girl~? Too bad for you~ I think I might just let it all out, seeing as you’re already tasting it~”
“Xenoviaaaaa! Come on, let me go!” Irina struggled even more, wincing as she tried to keep the pungent shart fumes away from her face, the smell rising out of and leaking from Mittelt’s nose… Irina struggled hard, her shoulders tugging back, her legs kicking the ground where she knelt… trying to pry herself free of Xenovia’s grasp… only to be pulled closer even tighter still.
“You know what, Irina? Since you wanna complain about my stench so much, you get to clean up after Mittelt’s done eating, got it?” Xenovia commanded, stamping her foot and shooting a confident and demanding glare at her colleague.
Irina only whimpered… surrendering herself to Xenovia’s authority.
“Good girl.”
Xenovia then half-squatted… relaxing her guts…
What came next wasn’t a torrent of farts or a massive, tidal wave coming in all at once…
No, it was more like… a slow trickling leak… growing larger and larger… with an ever increasing flow…
A slow, tar-like liquid sludge… as pungent as could be… began to trickle from her hole… giving no visible indication to either Irina or Rias that she had finally opened up her flood gates… Instead, what gave it away… apart from the horrid stench that began to permeate the entire room, was Mittelt’s struggling.
She went from the occasional thrash and bout of struggling… to almost constant…
“MMPGH?! MMMMRBBRBGGHLGHGBGLGHGBGLHGL!” She tried to scream, before her voice soon became a garbled, drowned out mess… presumably from… Xenovia’s liquid waste…
And yet, barely a sound came from Xenovia’s guts… as she sighed, feeling the relief.
Hardly a crackle…
The only other sound being a labored and painful “glug” coming from Mittelt’s throat as she was forced to chug down the liquid shit…
Glug…
Glug…
Glug…