Henry’s life as a young adult has been proving to be quite stressful. Between college and his part time job, he never seemed to have time to relax. All this stress had been making him tense, especially around his face.

Thankfully, a friend of his recommended a massage parlor for him to go to and hopefully fix his issue. He was warned of a certain masseuse who used “unorthodox methods”, but he didn’t really take much note of that comment.

“Hey, uh, I’m here for my 5:00 appointment.” Henry said awkwardly as he approached the front desk, “I’m Henry by the way.”

As he announced his entry, a rather attractive young lady walked up to him.

“Hello, my name’s Dawn. I’ll be your masseuse for today.” the lady said in a calming tone, “Please, follow me.”

Listening to her instructions, Henry followed Dawn into a small room with a single massage table.

“Alright, now I’m gonna need you to lay on your back.” Dawn said. Thinking nothing of it, Henry did just that. Suddenly, Henry heard what sounded like Dawn pulling down her pants.

“Uh, w-what are you doing?” Henry asked as he looked towards Dawn, whose legs were now only covered by a small thong.

“You’ll see. Just lay there and relax.” Dawn said in her usual tone. Henry wasn’t too sure about what was going on, but at the same time, he wasn’t really complaining.

Suddenly, Dawn sat her shapely rear onto Henry’s face, pressing his face into her crack and practically crushing his head under her body. He naturally tried to panic out of confusion, but Dawn quickly made an effort to calm him down.

“Calm down now. Remember, I’m doing this to help you.” the lady said in her usually calming tone, and while Henry could barely hear her, he was at least able to make out what she said and did his best to collect himself.

Dawn began giving Henry his “massage” by rubbing, grinding, and wiggling her ass on his face. Henry felt a bit humiliated, but at the same time, it felt kind of nice.

Suddenly however, Dawn felt an uncomfortable feeling building up in her gut, which spelt disaster for her customer.

“Damn it. I really have to fart. I knew I shouldn’t have had that big lunch earlier.” Dawn thought to herself. She looked at the clock on the wall and realized that Henry’s massage had just started and that there’d be no way that she’d be able to hold it in for the remainder of the session, so instead she just bit the bullet and let loose, hoping that maybe she could come up with an explanation later.

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“Mmph! Mmmmppph!” Henry tried to cry out as his nose was assaulted with the sudden blast of gas, panicking out of disgust.

“Oh, uh, don’t worry about that. That’s just, um, part of my technique!” Dawn claimed, struggling to maintain her calm attitude, “It’s to help with your breathing! Yeah!”

Henry didn’t quite believe her claims, but he figured that he was in no position to object, so instead he decided to go along with it, even if the smell was a bit much for him.

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Assuming that Henry bought into her excuse, Dawn continued releasing her gas onto him as she gave him his massage. Henry was having a tough time handling the powerful stench that was filling his nose. His nose was burning, his eyes were watering, but oddly enough the way she rubbed herself on him made him too relaxed to fight back. It was almost hypnotic.

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As the session continued, Dawn decided to start bouncing on Henry’s face while continuing to let out her farts, admittedly having a bit too much fun with this session. She always enjoyed using her “special technique” on clients, but her gassiness was somehow making this particular session even more enjoyable. There was something about having a man completely at her mercy, submissively sniffing her awful gas that she got a bit of pleasure out of, despite also feeling pretty embarrassed with herself.

Henry however was barely conscious at this point, thanks to a combination of Dawn’s hypnotic grinding and the overwhelming stench of her gas. All he could feel at this point was his nose burning due to said gas.

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After nearly an hour of this treatment, a timer went off, signifying the end of Henry’s massage session.

“Aw, over already?” Dawn thought to herself as the timer chimed, a bit disappointed that her fun had to come to an end. Nevertheless, she got up off of Henry’s face and put her pants back on.

“Ah, looks like our session is over.” the masseuse said to her barely conscious client, who was only able to reply with some weak moans.

“A bit too relaxed? Oh well, I’ll let you rest a bit longer then.” Dawn said as she patted the boy on his head, assuming that Henry’s state was the result of his massage being a success, which in reality was only half of the cause.

After a few minutes of trying to regain consciousness, Henry eventually pulled himself together and got off of the table. This massage, though a bit traumatic for him, seemed to have worked as all the tenseness in his face seemed to have gone away. Of course now his face needed an extensive washing, but he figured that was at least a step up from before.