KG was relieved to escape the cold chill of the air as he stepped inside and closed the front door behind him. With the dawn of winter just around the corner, the change in weather was immediately noticed by the cold-blooded reptile. The air carried a nasty chill that nipped at his scales, so stepping inside his home, which was already nice and heated for his arrival, was a relief. He removed his coat, placed it on the rack and made his way to the kitchen. 

He grabbed himself a glass and began filling it up, before gently sitting himself down. But before he could even start to relax, a sudden deep, bassy rumble came from upstairs. What followed next was something that could only be described as an earthquake - The floor vibrated, shaking furniture with it, glasses chattered together and KG’s glass of water rippled like a violent ocean. Even the very walls seemed to quiver and creak at the force of the supposed earthquake. Any normal person would be running for cover, fearing for their lives as the house’s structure threatened to give way! 

Fortunately KG knew exactly what the disturbance was, and he was surprisingly eager to meet its source. He ignored the disturbance as it subsided and the house returned to peace. KG’s roommate was actually the one responsible for all the noise. The python shared his abode with a large skunk named Ollie, who had a simple black and white fur pattern with intense, purple eyes. His hair was long, at shoulder length, and soft to the touch. But Ollie’s most notable feature was easily his ass. 

The skunk’s posterior was huge - Each cheek was round like a football, coated with a soft layer of fur. His rump was plump and firm to the touch, and when the two mammoth cheeks were squeezed together in Ollie’s pants, the sight was utter perfection in the eyes of the perverted python. Size was only one factor in what KG loved about Ollie’s ass - Naturally, Ollie was a skunk, and so the sounds and smells his butt could produce were beyond intense.

In fact, skunk’s were very disliked in the modern world, for the sheer volume and power of their farts. They were easily enough to knock your average person out cold. Skunk flatus was illegal in public areas, outlawed for being just so disgusting. An average skunk could happily produce around thirty farts an hour, and Ollie sat quite proudly above that average. Due to the ban on skunk-gas, skunks like Ollie were made to hold it all in until they got into the confines of their own homes, where they would near constantly release a cacophony of violent, shit-reeking farts without fear of arrest.

Judging from where the sound had come from, KG could safely assume Ollie was in bed, snoozing away. Without wasting another moment, the python eagerly left his seat and practically ran up the stairs. Whilst nearly the entire populus would be revolted by the fumes Ollie could put out, KG was quite the opposite. In fact, he utterly loved those fumes. Being a fart-fetishist with a skunk for a roommate was a very lucky thing indeed. 

The green-scaled reptile opened the door to the bedroom, and almost immediately he was hit with what many would consider a weapon of chemical warfare. A wall of raw, festering skunk-gas hit KG head on. Ollie’s farts were so nasty and tainted by his bowels that they were actually visible in the air. The bedroom was filled with a thick, brown smog that floated around like a miasma of pure rancidness. Each fart from Ollie’s butt filled the air like ink in water, slowly tainting more of it brown and diluting the oxygen. 

KG took one whiff and instantly the tiresome weight of the day floated off of his shoulders. Like a scented candle, the bitter, earthy stench of Ollie’s butt-burps could plunge him into a state of euphoric relaxation that nothing else could induce. As the thickness of the skunk’s farts slowly dispersed out into the hallway, the python could see properly into the room. In the middle, completely exposed, was Ollie’s ass. It lay there, perfectly, like the ultimate prize.. And it was KG’s for the taking. Ollie slept nude, meaning his ass was completely exposed in all its flatulent glory. His farts were so powerful that he’d often rip holes in the seat of his underwear during the night, so he gave up wearing them.

KG walked forwards into the warm embrace of Ollie’s atmosphere of farts and immediately plunged his face directly between his cheeks. Skunk’s were incredibly deep sleepers - they had to be, given the utter obnoxiousness of their farts - so Ollie didn’t even stir from his sleep. The welcoming warmth of his boyfriend’s ass was like pure heaven to the snake. It was a complete respite from the winter’s chill, with the added bonus of its smell. A butt the size of Ollie’s was bound to have a bit of musk, but given the amount of farts constantly flapping out from between those basketball like cheeks, the lingering smell was beyond mere musk. 

KG was about to take a whiff when Ollie’s ass seemed to have a better idea. Without warning, not even a grunt from the mephitidae, the floodgates were opened. A powerful, earsplitting burst of gas exploded from the skunk’s anus, thundering against KG’s face. A gush of brown, putrid gas surged up his nostrils, whilst the rest of Ollie’s fart flapped around the sides of his head, blowing back KG’s black hair. Having had all day to stew inside the bowels of a skunk, the gas absolutely reeked of pure skunk-shit. The smell was ripe, burning the python’s eyes, but he ignored it, instead opting to greedily snort the gas up. 

A huge brown cloud had subsequently filled the room, having escaped from the skunk’s rotten ass, which gave the fart-loving snake an idea. He grabbed the bed’s covers, which were thick not only due to the winter, but thick due to KG’s more perverted desires. He pulled them over his head and up to Ollie’s waist, before snugly tugging the blanket underneath him. KG was immediately rewarded for his efforts with another bombastic, bed-rumbling fart. 

FRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRNNNNNNNT!

Once again, another overwhelmingly rancid fart smacked KG in the face, almost forcing his head to shoot out from between Ollie’s huge asscheeks. The python responded by burying his face deeper, and upon feeling the sudden cold of the snake’s scales against his pucker, Ollie responded by subconsciously clenching his powerful cheeks. KG moaned in pleasure, snorting up more of the poop-tainted, gas festering in the confined space of Ollie’s crack, which he was now comfortably wedged inside.

BRRRRMPPPFFT! BRAAAPPPT! FRRBLBLBLLTTT!

Three farts denoted up KG’s nostrils in quick succession, each one no less than three seconds long. With them they brought an especially thick, shitty stench which told the python that these farts were coming from deeper within the skunk’s bowels. What he had smelt upon entering the bedroom was nothing compared to what he was experiencing now. The huge brown clouds of poop-stank were enough to burn his nostrils. But despite all the signs his body was giving him, KG didn’t move an inch. He loved his boyfriend’s farts, and he just couldn’t get enough of them.

Less than ten seconds later, another rip-roaring, gale-force fart blew out into the covers, rumbling past KG’s face. The bed sheets fluttered like a wind-sock, threatening to blast out from under the skunk and stick to the ceiling. A visible smog oozed from underneath - anyone would think Ollie was smuggling a fog-machine up his butt! But the truth was these farts were all one-hundred percent real, ‘brewed’ by Ollie himself. They were truly butt-bombs to be proud of. 

A loud moan escaped KG as he struggled to hold back the utter joy he was feeling. Ending the day by huffing skunk farts like they were the only clean air he had was the best way to relax. Before he could even finish huffing up Ollie’s latest, mammoth fart, another ass-blast came along and blew all the others out of the park - or rather, out of the sheets. For a glorious twenty seconds Ollie’s firm, huge asscheeks flapped together, squeezing KG’s face as they gave way to a miasmic cloud of raw swamp-gas. 

BRRRRRRRRRRRNNNNNTTTTTTTTTPPPPPP!

Ollie was incapable of farting quietly, and his latest guff really showed it. It started off with a bassy note, deep enough to have the walls of the bedroom rumbling and the glass pane in the window bending, threatening to shatter at any moment. The fart carried on into a sputtering tone, each burst sending a ripple through the python’s face, before concluding with an explosive, rambunctious finish that forced KG to cling onto Ollie’s hips else he’d get blown backwards.

It was like sky-diving, the sheer pressure and force of the skunk’s methane causing the python’s face to flap around. Gone was any oxygen in the bedroom, displaced with whatever shit-reeking fumes Ollie’s ass spewed out. KG’s lungs filled with the fumes happily, taking in all that unprocessed, raw shit-stank without as much as a gag. 

BRRRAPPT! FRRRPT! FRRBBLLLT! BRRRNT! BRRLP-BRRLPTT-BRRNT!

Seven more farts eeked out, each one worst than the last. Ever fart hit a different note, creating a different sound with Ollie’s thunderous asscheeks. Some were wet, some bassy, but not a single one of them wasn’t deafening. It was like a melody of skunk-farts, and PG was about to experience the chorus:

BRRRRRRRFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFPPPTTTTTTTTTT-BLLLLLLLLLLLLLLRRRRPPPPPP!

“Holy crap..”

That fart had been so earth-splittingly powerful that KG heard a cupboard fall over downstairs and a few glasses completely shatter. From the outside, the entire house quaked, walls almost giving way. That was nothing compared to what was going through KG’s skull, given that he was face-deep in the source of that powerful blast. It was like sitting on the most intense roller-coaster in the world, so much so that KG could barely handle it. His head shot out of Ollie’s cheeks, which slapped back together with a pudgy wobble.

He took that as a challenge and buried his face back in there, not caring for the brown taint that now stained his scales, much like the walls were starting to show. The couple had given up with wallpaper in their bedroom, as come morning it had all peeled off. A specialised paint had to be used, which even then had to be refreshed every month. Such was the cost of living with a flatulent skunk. Luckily, KG’s face did somewhat muffle the blasts, but no matter how much he snorted the rotten shit-smell, the raunchy odour of Ollie’s farts didn’t improve one bit.

All throughout the night Ollie’s farts never ceased. Not a minute went by where the skunk’s fat bubblebutt wasn’t squeezing out putrid, smoggy farts. Each and every one was welcomed eagerly by KG’s nostrils, which were working overtime to suck up whatever fetid clouds came rumbling out. After an hour of sniffing farts, his nose-hairs were all gone, and two hours later his nose was starting to ache. KG ignored it and simply dug his face deeper, craving the warmth of his boyfriend’s farts and greedily desiring more and more of the noxious clouds. The effluvium of rotten skunk shit was practically stuck in his nostrils forever at this point. 

Time seemed to fly whilst his face was submerged in warm, cushy skunk-ass, and soon morning began to dawn. Rays of light flickered through the curtains, barely illuminating the room at all. The thickness of the air had gotten worse in the early hours of the morning, when the fart’s Ollie had been holding in for more than twelve hours started to emerge. The entire room was filled with them, the brown cloud of skunk-gas so strong that any insects hiding in the room had immediately died. 

A soft yawn escape the skunk before he slowly opened his eyes, rubbing them drowsily. He looked over his shoulder and noted the incredible cloud of gas he’d managed to produce.

“Hm,” he began, “I may have farted once or twice.”

He chuckled at that remark and gently patted KG’s head, which was still happily nested between his cheeks. “Thank you.. For letting me relax like this.” Ollie said, genuine in his gratitude. In response, he heard a loud, greedy sniff.

“No.. Thank YOU!” KG replied, peeling his face from between his boyfriend’s wide asscheeks. 
“I’ve still got more in there, you know..”
“Still?!”
FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFRPPPPPPPPTTTTTT!

It was going to be a long morning..~