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2026-03-01 15:00:24
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Naruto: Hinata gives Boruto a training session which is really an excuse for some brutal stinky torture. Hinata shifted her weight slightly, pressing down harder on Boruto as she adjusted her position. She felt the tension building in her stomach, a low growl signaling the next onslaught. “You need to be able to handle anything, Boruto,” she explained, her voice sounding almost maternal despite the situation. As her body settled, another loud, drawn- out fart erupted, this one even more potent than the last. Boruto's eyes watered as he struggled to breathe, his hands pushing uselessly against her thighs in an attempt to free himself. Hinata couldn't help but smile wider, a soft laugh escaping her as she wiggled her hips, ensuring that Boruto was thoroughly trapped beneath her. She lifted herself slightly, giving him a brief moment of relief, only to lower herself again with an exaggerated thud. “You’re doing great!” she encouraged, her voice sugary sweet. Another fart slipped out, short but sharp, and Boruto groaned in response. The smell was unbearable, and he could feel his mother’s warmth through her clothing as she continued to casually use him as her personal cushion. “See? This is all about mental strength,” Hinata continued, pretending as if she was imparting wisdom. Boruto tried to shift his head to the side, but she adjusted her weight again, making sure he had no escape. She patted her stomach gently, as if contemplating another round. After a few more minutes of torment, Hinata finally stood up, giving Boruto a moment of respite. He gasped for air, his face flushed from both embarrassment and lack of oxygen. Just when he thought his ordeal was over, Hinata turned toward him again, her mischievous smile never faltering. “Oh, don’t think we’re done yet,” she sang out, spinning around and lowering herself onto his face this time. Boruto barely had time to react before her full weight pressed down on him again. “This is the final part of the training,” she whispered teasingly. As she settled in, another long, drawn- out fart reverberated through the room, even louder than before. Boruto’s muffled cries were lost under her as she sighed contently, leaning into the moment. Satisfied with Boruto’s "training," Hinata finally stood up, stretching as if she had completed a workout of her own. She glanced over at Himawari, who had been watching the whole time with wide eyes. “Don’t worry, Himawari,” Hinata declared, walking over to her daughter with a playful gleam in her eye. “You’ll get your turn too. I won’t go any easier on you.” Without hesitation, she guided Himawari onto the couch and positioned herself over her. Himawari giggled nervously, knowing exactly what was coming, but unable to escape. Hinata sat down, her weight pressing her daughter into the cushions. “Let’s see how strong you are, Himawari,” she teased, her voice soft but with a hint of playful menace. With a gentle push, Hinata released another burst of gas, her teasing grin only growing wider as she made it clear that Himawari wouldn’t be spared from the same "training" her brother had endured.

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Spy x Family: The day started innocently enough with Yor Forger in her usual enthusiastic mood, deciding to spend quality time with Bond. She crouched down on all fours, playfully mimicking a dog and coaxing him to come closer. Bond, ever the loyal companion, wagged his tail and padded over, curious about what Yor was up to. With a cheeky wiggle of her hips, she encouraged him to play by sniffing her. Just as Bond nosed closer, Yor’s oblivious grin suddenly turned into a giggle as she accidentally let out a loud, reverberating fart. Bond’s head jerked back in confusion, his poor nose assaulted by the unexpected blast, while Yor, completely unaware of the stinky cloud she had unleashed, just laughed, thinking his reaction was all part of the game. As the morning passed, Yor took Bond for a walk around the block. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping, and Yor, ever graceful, was happily chatting away to her canine companion. Stopping by a park bench, she decided to sit and rest for a while, patting the spot next to her for Bond to sit down. Bond obediently hopped up beside her. Just as Yor leaned back and stretched, letting out a contented sigh, she unintentionally let out another fart, this time quieter but no less potent. Bond, trapped beside her, whined and tried to subtly edge away, but Yor, blissfully unaware, patted him on the head, thinking he was simply being fussy. "Oh, Bond, you're so silly," she laughed, completely oblivious to the foul odor that had once again overwhelmed her poor companion. By lunchtime, Yor was in the kitchen, preparing a meal for the family while Bond lay nearby, watching her. Bending over to reach into a low cupboard, Yor once again accidentally passed gas, right in Bond's direction. The poor dog, having learned from earlier incidents, immediately bolted for the door, trying to escape the now all- too- familiar situation. Yor, noticing Bond's hasty exit, smiled to herself, assuming he must be excited to play outside. "I'll be right there, Bond!" she called, still completely unaware of the torment she was putting him through. Meanwhile, Bond stood at the back door, desperately trying to avoid another surprise attack from Yor’s carefree flatulence. As the day came to a close, Yor settled onto the couch to unwind, and Bond hesitantly joined her, hoping for some peace- eventually managing to get a nice doggy nap. Unfortunately, she'd get up at one point to get snacks and forget where Bond was sitting, plopping her butt on his face. BRRPPRTTPTT "Hm? Oh, Bond, if you wanted to sniff my butt more, you could've asked! Go ahead~" And so, Bond's torment continued…

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Mega Man: After hours of working on repairs and running errands for her brother, Mega Man, Roll found herself blocked by one of the most persistent annoyances in the robot world- a Met Hat. The little helmeted robot sat stubbornly in her way, bobbing up and down with that iconic, unmovable smirk under its yellow dome. No matter how hard Roll tried to nudge it aside or blast it out of her path, the Met Hat kept coming back, its indestructible helmet proving to be more of a hassle than she expected. Roll huffed in frustration, hands on her hips, her eyes narrowing at the infuriating little thing. It wasn't like it was a serious threat, but the fact that she couldn’t get past it was driving her nuts. To make matters worse, she could feel her stomach churning- a combination of stress and having indulged in a bit too much energy gel earlier. "Ugh, you've got to be kidding me," she muttered, feeling the gas building up in her system. A mischievous smirk spread across her face as a devious idea popped into her head. "If you’re not going to move, then I’ll just make use of you!" she declared, raising an eyebrow. Without another thought, Roll spun on her heel and plopped herself right down on top of the helpless Met Hat, trapping it beneath her. The firm thunk of her sitting on the robot was satisfying, but what came next was even better. She leaned slightly to the side, lifting one cheek, and let out a long, muffled fart that reverberated beneath her. The Met Hat, though seemingly indestructible, wasn’t immune to the indignity of being used as a fart cushion. Another fart echoed out with an even louder sound, causing Roll to giggle as the warm air escaped from her. The pressure under her rump made the Met Hat quiver slightly, but it was still trapped beneath her weight. "There, how do you like that?" she teased, giving it a playful wiggle as another, shorter fart followed. "Guess you’ll think twice before getting in my way again!" Roll wiggled her tush on the Met Hat as she giggled eagerly, blasting out fart after fart as the Met Hat grew more dismayed. She did not feel like giving the little fellow any mercy!

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Steven Universe: Peridot sitting on Steven's face and farting while explaining that she is testing how his resistance to horrible smells compares to that of normal humans and gems. She insists she isn't moving an inch until she gets conclusive results.

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Marvel: Squirrel Girl sitting on one of her squirrels while declaring how she has to teach them how to be able to handle anything if they want to live up to the reputation of her being unbeatable. She blasts the poor squirrel with a ton of horrible gas, grinding her smelly ass against them until the squirrel has gone limp. She then snatches another squirrel that has been stunned watching this, grinning as she exclaims she's going to give them the same lesson before promptly belching in their face.

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Pokemon: Delia Ketchum sitting on a Goomy that gets squashed under her butt and totally flattened, farting and causing the Goomy to inflate like a balloon.

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Soul Eater: Angela Leon farted on by a variety of other characters, each thinking it would be fitting to teach the little witch a lesson in endurance, though mostly just thinking it'd be funny. - Maka starts off with a nice butt blast to the face - Afterward, Tsubaki Nakatsukasa proceeds to smother her with her fat gassy ass. - The Thompson sisters, Elizabeth and Patricia, do a tag-team farting session at once. - While not being a girl, Crona still gets to join, their non-binary booty devastating Angela's face with farts. In the end, all five butts slam against her at the same time and annihilate her.

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Metroid: A tiny stuck in Samus's Zero Suit in her ass region with her blasting out gas. "Sorry, can't lose you during the trip so I have to keep you there until we find a place to land. Hopefully that'll be soon, I need a bathroom BAD.”

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Avatar The Last Airbender: This time Katara is the one tormenting a tiny holding a little Toph in her hands. Remembering what Toph did to her last time, she does a similar bit with mistletoe, but insists that since Toph is blind she'll help direct her a bit and shoves her face deep into her crack as she farts.

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Fairly Odd Parents: Timmy's Mom discovers a pair of green panties in her drawer that she doesn't remember buying, but she shrugs and puts them on, proceeding to let out some seriously nasty gas. Turns out Cosmo had hidden himself as panties and then fallen asleep, but now he's stuck like this for a while…