The Putrid Pair ***WARNING: The following story contains extreme fart torture, this literature is for people with fart fetishes only! "Kim, someone's here at the door to see you!" Kris Jenner bellowed from downstairs loudly. Kim was rushing to finish up her makeup and yelled "I'll be right down!" "Who the hell could this be?" she wondered as she headed downstairs. "I'm supposed to have the day to myself, no shooting the show, no photoshoots, not even shopping." As Kim arrived downstairs, Kris stood right beside their guest. "Thank you, and you're a pretty good- whatever you do." Nicki replied as Kim led her upstairs, both of their wide butts looking large in their tight clothes. Kim wore a tight white dress that really reveal her curves. They made their way into Kim's bedroom and Kim closed the door. "Alright, so business huh? You know I'm good with business." Kim said eagerly as they sat down. "So I heard some things…you and Khloe had some issues wit Scarlett Johansson about a year ago…and y'all settled it by fart torturing her ass?" Nicki asked Kim. "Oh, or what about the time you gassed Kat Dennings?" Kim hesitated to speak at first, then spoke. "…..Yes I did do all that. How did you know? Are you here to bribe me? Are you going to tell the media about this if I don't give you what you want? Is this what this is all about?" "No, Kim. Listen, calm down. I'm not going to tell the media about it. And I know because I just know stuff like that.But I got one question girl, did y'all enjoy that?" "I don't know if I can trust-" Nicki's eyebrows raised amazed and wowed. "Dayummm girl! And what If I told you that you could do that again? AND get paid big bucks for it?" "What am I gonna do, make pornos of me farting on people? What are you, crazy? The media would ridicule me, I'd never have a show or TV spots anymore!" "That's where you're wrong Kim. You control the market. The media follows you. You're fuckin' Kim Kardashian. Whatever you do, the media and your fans and all these other people that adore you buy into it. Fart porn exists, and you could ultimately control that market and make it mainstream, while making millions!" Kim thought about everything Nicki said, and she realized she did have a point. "Kim, you've broken the internet many times in the past, but this time you could shatter it. You will, if you listen to my plan. Me and you make a company based on farting on whoever the fuck we want. They won't turn down a couple thousand bucks just because they'll be getting gassed! Hell, we could just suck them into and act as though it's a fake fart porno! No one can resist our fat asses! Me and you both have plenty of money to invest in all this, all the things we need to do this. You will make it mainstream. You will make millions off of it because everyone will be watching it, just because YOU are in it! So what do you say Kim…deal or no deal?" "Listen, we're going to get filming right away next week. Tomorrow I'm going to ask you who you'd like to gas first. Anyone! Gas someone you hate! Gas someone you love! No matter who it is, we'll give them a big offer and it'll happen. The thing is, they're most likely going to think it'll be sunshine and dafodils and that we'll offer fresh air breaks. We ain't." Nicki told her before she left. The following day Nicki stopped by around the same time and gave Kim papers to sign for the production of the films. The company would start very soon. "What are we gonna call this company?" Kim asked as she signed. "I don't know if you like it, but I was thinking Putrid Productions." "Anyways, do YOU enjoy farting on people?" Kim asked Nicki. "Well, I did gas Justin Bieber one night, but that's a long story. I'd have to tell you another time." Nicki told her, blushing a little. "So have you thought about who you're going to use?" Nicki asked her. "Ever heard of Bryce Dallas Howard?" Kim asked her. "No…what, is she one of your big haters or something? Some random chick who hates on you?" "Exactly…you don't know who she is, and she's an actor. Gwen Stacy in Spiderman 3? The aunt in Jurassic World?" "Hmmmm…" Nicki wondered. Kim showed her a picture. "Ohhh her!!! Why did you pick her as your first?" "Well number one, she has a delighful face that I'd think I'd enjoy sitting on. I can see it now, me sitting on her pretty little face as she fights for air…Number two, not many people know her! This could make her relevant! After this people will know her and say, 'Bryce Dallas Howard, the actor who Kim Kardashian farted on'." As the week went on, both Nicki and Kim had their big asses plugged as they ate and ate and ate. From pinto beans to raw meat, if it could produce major gas they ate it. A few days before shooting they finally got ahold of Bryce and met with her. "Oh yes, definitely! We'll be using air pumps to produce all the farts, and I will make sure to clean my ass REAL good the night before." Kim was a very good liar. Bryce smiled. "Ah, what the heck. How could I turn down all this money for a harmful role?" Bryce signed all the papers to confirm her permission. Kim and Bryce shook hands. "It will be a pleasure working with you," Kim smiled. "Indeed." Bryce replied as she went on her way out, and Nicki and Kim smiled at each other evilly. It was official, the trap was set. Now all they had to do was wait a few more days and get it on. Finally, film day arrived. Everyone arrived on time. Professional automatic cameras were placed all around the bedroom to get all angles. "Bryce, we have a surprise." "Yes?" "All of this in its entirety will be filmed live on my Facebook page, and on other stream sites. This will be our audiences free trial. But you'll still get paid of course." "Fine by me! Do I need to take my clothes off?" Bryce asked them. "Nah," Nicki said quick. The cameras turned on, and Kim and Nicki got close to the camera that was broadcasting currently. "Hey guys, I'm here with Nicki Minaj! I'm glad you guys can witness my big debut in fart porn! All of this is brought to you by Putrid Productions! I know you guys love to see our huge asses so you will love to see this! We're live with Bryce Dallas Howard, who will be our little fart slave today! She'll be just fine! Our farts smell great!" Kim said in the camera as Nicki posed in front of the camera. After doing duck faces they got down to business. "Time to get to work," Nicki whispered to Kim as she reached in her jeans and pulled out her buttplug, Kim following. "Ugh, that feeling when you have to fart sooo bad!" As they taped her up, Bryce got a little squirmy. "Guys," she whispered. "I don't think I agreed to being restrained!" "You signed and confirmed it." Kim told her as she taped her mouth and Nicki finished wrapping her body in the pink duct tape. Kim got on top of Bryce and began to play with her hair. Bryce gave her looks of worry as Kim's stomach began to growl very loudly. "Uhhnnnggghh..I can no longer hold it in!" Kim groaned and she sat her big yoga panta ass right on Bryce's face but still letting her breathe. Bryce scrunched her nose up as she could smell Kim's ass through the pants, such a strong nasty smell. She had thought Kim would wash her ass clean the day before! *PNNNNFFFFFFFTTTTRRPPPPPTTT!!!!!* After that huge fart Kim let out a huge sigh, and Bryce squirmed helplessly under her, immediately being trapped in the strong smell and suffocated by it. "Aw, there, there Bryce," Kim cooed to her. "You'll be alright." Nicki climbed and sat backwards with her big jeans ass on Bryce's face, as Kim sat frontwards. "I got somethin for you Bryce," Nicki laughed, as Bryce closed her eyes and tried to brace herself as much as she possibly could(which didn't amount to a hill of beans) *TRUUUUUUUUUPPPPPPOTTTTTTT!!!* Kim just rubbed her shitty asshole all over her nose and then let out the final fart to end it all. "Ahhh, and we are done. Well, that was great." Kim said, getting back to the camera. "Welp, I hope you enjoyed that, and if you didn't, you just didn't! The free trial is now over! Head to the official PutridProductions website and subscribe for more fart action from your girl! Bye guys!" Kim shut off the camera. "I enjoyed that. A lot." "How well will the fans take this?" |
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