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Centaur Princess, Elf Kingdom
As both kingdoms had young princesses who happened to be next in line to inherit their respective thrones, it had been decided that having the two princesses spend some time together in order to kindle a friendship would be the best diplomatic option. Learning that this meant having to share her room with the centaur princess however, Llysia was not pleased. “What!? Why will she stay in my room?! Don’t we have guest rooms?” Llysia complained to her mother upon being told of these arrangements. “Well yeah, but none of those rooms are fit for, well, someone of Cordine’s stature.” the queen explained. As if right on cue, the castle’s doors slammed open. “Hey hey hey! Princess Cordine has arrived!” Princess Cordine called out in a boisterous tone, immediately making her presence known. “And you must be Llysia. You’re exactly as puny as I thought.” Cordine smugly commented as she looked down at the meek elven princess, who took offense to this comment. “Can’t she sleep in stables with the rest of the horses?” Llysia complained in response, already having grown annoyed by Cordine’s personality. “Hey, I’m a person too, you know.” the centaur replied. “Yeah, from the waist up maybe. Anyways, I’m sorry but I’m not sharing my room with a smelly cow like you!” Llysia continued to complain. As it turned out however, this comment had particularly upset Cordine. “Smelly? I’ll show you smelly!” Cordine said, turning herself around and pointing her large rear at Llysia, raising her tail and letting out a powerful fart in Llysia’s face. PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRFFFFFFFFF “Ewww!” Llysia cried out as she gagged on Cordine’s fart cloud. “Don’t be such a drama queen. You know, in centaur culture, a fart to the face is considered a sign of respect.” Cordine claimed. “Hmph, well I don’t want your “respect” then.” Llysia replied, absolutely disgusted by the centaur’s claim. “Oh, well in that case...” The centauress replied as she nudged her large backside up against Llysia’s face, letting out another fart before she could get out of the way. BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR “What’s your problem?! I said I didn’t want your “respect”!” Llysia complained, still believing Cordine’s claim. “Oh, that whole “farts are a sign of respect” thing was a total lie, though now that you’ve said that you don’t want my respect, now I don’t feel bad about disrespecting you. Not that I really cared to begin with.” The centauress admitted. “Ugh! Mom!” The humiliated elf girl cried out. “Now Llysia, Cordine is a diplomatic guest, so you really should be on your best behavior.” the elven queen replied. Though she wasn’t too happy that her guest had just farted on her daughter, she felt as though it wasn’t her place to reprimand the centauress’s manners. “But she- fine. I’ll lead you to my room...” Llysia caved, heading to her bedroom, with Cordine following behind her, making an effort to cover her nose as the stench of her farts still covered the girl, feeling although it was her fault that Llysia smelt the way she did, it certainly wasn’t something she’d have to deal with. “I can’t believe you actually fell for that whole “a fart to the face is considered a sign of respect” thing anyways. Like who would even be able to fart in a centaur’s face anyways?” Cordine commented, still amused by Llysia’s perceived gullibility. “Yeah yeah, whatever...” Llysia replied in annoyance as she made her way to her room, “Anyways, here’s my room. Don’t bother making yourself at home.” “Actually, I think I will.” Cordine replied as she shoved Llysia aside, entering the room that she’d be sharing with the much smaller princess. As Llysia lifted herself off the floor, she was greeted by the sight of Cordine lifting up her back leg, looking back at her with a smug expression. “Don’t you-” Llysia tried to object, to no avail. PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBB “Sorry not sorry.” Cordine said as she swayed her tail, wafting the smell of her fart throughout the room. “Anyways, this is your room huh? Yeah, it looks to be about what I expected from a nerdy elf like you. Though I gotta say I would have thought it would smell nicer in here you know?” Cordine commented, rubbing in the fact that she had stunk up the room in the process. “It normally smells fine in here...” Llysia replied under her breath. “This is quite an impressive book collection you’ve got here. Let’s see what you’ve got.” Cordine said as she went up one of Llysia’s expansive bookshelves, haphazardly tossing book after book as she searched for something that looked interesting, “All of these look totally boring. You actually read all this stuff?” “Yes, I do. Figures that you wouldn’t be cultured enough to appreciate such literature.” Llysia said as she hastily rushed to pick up her books “Whatever, I’m gonna go down to the kitchen to get some food. Have fun with your books, loser.” Cordine said as she headed out of the room, trampling over some of Llysia’s books in the process. “Oh, but where are my manners, here’s a parting gift.” The centaur princess said as she left the room, once again lifting up her tail to let out a fart. BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRFFF “Later!” Cordine said as she gleefully trotted off, leaving Llysia behind in the fart filled room. “Yeah yeah, take as much time as you need.” Llysia replied as she finished picking up her books, a few of them now marked with horseshoe prints. Finally having some time away from Cordine, Llysia decided to read one of her books in hopes of getting her mind off of her crass roommate, even if the smell of her gas still lingered in the air. Meanwhile, Cordine had begun gorging herself on elfin cuisine, eating enough to fill an entire family of elves as if it were nothing more than a snack. Afterwards, Cordine made her way back to Llysia’s room, where she found her roommate focused on reading one of her books. So focused in fact that she hadn’t even noticed the centauress make her entrance. Upon realizing this, Cordine decided to use this to her advantage, sneakily backing herself up until her large ass was mere inches away from Llysia’s face, and then let loose. PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR Letting out a powerful fart, Cordine not only coated Llysia with stink, but also blew the pages of the novel she had spent the last hour reading, causing her to lose her place. This of course enraged Llysia, who at this point felt as though she had enough of Cordine’s antics. “That’s it! You need to leave!” Llysia called out as she got up from her seat, making an impulsive attempt to push Cordine out of her room. As she felt her hands sink into Cordine’s plush rear however, she immediately regretted her decision. PPPPPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF The shock from Llysia’s hands pressing into her ass caused the centauress to let out another fart, hitting the elf girl at point blank and leaving her dazed. Taking advantage of this, Cordine lunged back, landing her heavy body onto the much smaller elf girl. “You know, for such a bookworm, you’re really not all that smart.” Cordine said as she smugly grinded her ass on Llysia’s face, unphased by the girl’s attempts to push her away. Wanting to give Llysia a short chance to speak her mind however, Cordine slightly lifted her ass off of her face for a brief moment, hoping that maybe she’d beg for mercy. “Ugh, g-get your fat bottom off of me now! As the princess of the Kingdom of Hy’lelph, I cannot stand for this treatment, and if you don’t get off me this instant, I’ll-” Llysia complained, absolutely enraged at this point. “You’ll what? Wage war on us?” She said as she dropped herself back onto Llysia mid-threat, wedging Llysia’s face back between her thick cheeks. It hardly mattered anyways as Cordine took the words right out of Llysia’s now ass covered mouth. “Listen, you do not want to go to war with my people. We’ll absolutely crush you scrawny elves, kinda like how I’m crushing you right now actually.” Cordine commented, “Uh oh, I think I feel some more farts coming!” With her nose pressed right into Cordine’s already smelly asshole, Llysia was terrified over the idea of Cordine letting out some more gas while she was stuck in this position, but as the centaur refused to budge, all Llysia could do was sob as she feared the inevitable. FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRMMMMMM BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM As she remained firmly seated on Llysia, Cordina let out fart after fart up the elf girl’s nose, burning it with the powerful stench. Further adding to her suffering however was just how right Cordina was in regards to her threat. Elves were technologically advanced, but as they had made an effort to avoid conflict for the last couple hundred years, their military was practically nonexistent, making it impossible for them to stand up to the brute strength of that of the centaurs. Plus the idea of a queen waging war solely because her daughter was bullied by a foreign princess seemed undignified. As a result, Llysia was entirely at Cordine’s mercy, and Cordine was completely aware of this. PPPPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLRRRRRRRRR “Sorry Llysia, but all that elf food I ate isn’t exactly sitting well in my stomach, and someone has to deal with the aftermath of that.” Cordine said as she continued farting on Llysia, amused by the girl’s suffering while also pleased with the fact that she wasn’t the one stuck smelling her gas. BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMM FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM This carried on until one of the castle’s servants called the two princesses down for dinner, which immediately excited Cordine despite her claims of being full beforehand, with her getting up and once again rushing to the dining room. Having been wedged deep between Cordine’s cheeks, Llysia’s limp body flailed behind Cordine as she ran through the castle hall, functionally acting as a second tail for the centaur girl. It wasn’t until she reached the dining room that she noticed the elf girl trapped in her crack, who she nonchalantly shook out without so much as an apology. Having no appetite after what she had endured, Llysia felt that she would much rather take a long bath and then go to bed, and so she decided to do just that, thoroughly washing off the stench of Cordine’s ass and then heading to bed, absolutely exhausted after having to deal with her boisterous new roommate. A few hours later, Llysia woke up to a crushing weight. Upon opening her eyes, she realized that Cordine had decided to lay down on top of her, leaving only her eyes and nose sticking out from under her squishy buttcheek. Immediately she tried to scream, but with her mouth covered by ass, her screams were muffled. “Quite the fancy bed you’ve got here. It’s a bit small, but I suppose it’ll do for my stay here.” Cordine casually commented as she once again had Llysia crushed under her heavy body, pulling Llysia’s blanket over herself and covering the elf girl in the process. FFFFFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA For the rest of the night, Cordine let out a non-stop barrage of gas, each filling up Llysia’s airspace with their strong smell. The poor girl struggled to fall asleep as each blast would simply shock her awake with both a booming sound and a powerful stench. Llysia had no idea how long Cordine was going to be staying for, but she was not looking forward to spending any of that time with her.
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