Randal was walking around a local mall of his, bored out of his mind. He wanted to get out of his home due to Raena ticking him off about something but also because he wanted to take some time to see who he could find around. Summer had just recently started so he knew there would be many more people out enjoying the warmth and to show off more slightly revealing clothing thanks to that. Randal saw a few girls that caught his eye and while he’d call them beautiful, they lacked many… assets he enjoyed when it came to girls. He continued to walk around, going into various shops, checking out a few different pieces of clothing and even checking out a music shop for anything that could help him or his band sound better when they got gigs while still checking out the sexy women who came out now that the summer was starting. A few hours after Randal was done with his shopping, he sat down in the food court with a soda he got from one of the food shops, looking around to see if anyone caught his eye. His wandering eyes soon landed on what looked like a cute corgi girl. She was in line looking at a menu of a coffee shop, hands behind her back. Randal was curious as to what the corgi looked in the front, but he was sure of one thing: This girl was thick. She wasn’t just thick however, just judging from her tight jean shorts she was wearing, her butt was plush and soft. Randal knew that most Corgi’s had some hips to them, but this girl was showing it all off. There was no way she had a boyfriend who’d let her just walk out in public like this, especially seeing that she wasn’t even that much taller than him! Randal just kept his eyes on her as she ordered a coffee from the shop. The whole time she did, she didn’t turn around which just made Randal more eager to see her face. He would get his wish as she turned around. The corgi girl had brown hair, blue eyes, and a super cute face. What she lacked in her breast size she made up for with her wide hips. Randal would be lying if he said he wasn’t in awe of this cute corgi. He watched her as she walked over to a table by him and sat down as she drank her coffee.

Randal gave a smirk. He was definitely going to try and talk to this girl and hopefully get her number as well. Randal got up from the chair he was sitting in before he made his way to her. “S’up cutie?” He asked her as soon as he was close to her. The corgi girl looked at Randal, giving a little laugh. “Wow… and I thought I was short,” She said with a small laugh. Randal’s ears fell a bit upon being called short but brushed it off quickly, his confidence not wavering in the slightest. “Heh, well I couldn’t help but notice how a cutie like you was here all by yourself, figured I could possibly give you some company for a while,” The corgi just gave a soft smile to him, “Why not? I could use the company for a little while at least,” She said. Randal smirked upon hearing that. He was getting closer with this cutie and he wasn’t gonna let this moment get past him. Randal walked over and attempted to climb into the seat which was just a bit bigger than him. “So, what’s your name?” The corgi asked him. As soon as Randal was situated, he looked at her, “Randal,” He said, trying to look cool as he sat in the seat, “You?” “Grace,” She said. “Grace huh? Cute name,” Randal said. Grace giggled, “Aw thanks, my boyfriend thinks so too,” She said. Randal’s eyes furrowed as she mentioned a boyfriend but that didn’t stop him, “Oh yeah? He must be lucky to have such a cute girl like you,” Randal said with a soft smile. Grace nodded, “Well… I’m lucky to have him really. He’s strong and tall so he’s able to protect me against...  y’know, anyone who wants me to go home with them,” She said. Randal stayed quiet for a moment. He was hitting on Grace for sure, but did she know what he was even up to in the first place? “Y-yeah,” He said, a little unsure on if she was accusing him of trying to get into her pants or just bringing it up casually. “So… are you meeting your boyfriend here or something?” He asked. Grace nodded, “Yep! He should be here soon but knowing him, he’ll be a bit late,” She said. “Well, I shouldn’t be here when he gets here, he might get jealous,” Randal said jokingly, to which Grace just gave a small laugh. “It was nice meeting you Randal, hopefully I see you around some more,” She said. “You as well,” Randal said, getting up off the chair and beginning to walk away, thinking about that whole conversation and if he was going to get in trouble by just talking to Grace. If she was right about her boyfriend being tall and strong, he wasn’t gonna get beat up just for talking to her. He gave another sigh as he walked out of the mall and into one of the areas surrounding it, hands in his pockets as he walked. However, he would suddenly feel someone grab the back of his shirt and lift him off the ground as if he were just a small plushie or a twig. “What the hell!?” He yelled, beginning to swing wildly at whoever grabbed him. Surprisingly, he did hit something, but it was almost rock hard. He blinked at what he hit, and it appeared to be a regular band shirt until he looked up to be greeted with a black horse looking down at him with purple eyes and long, black hair.

“You sure got some fight in you huh?” The horse said in a relaxed voice. Randal was a bit confused on how casually this horse was being with him, “Uh… y-yeah. You a fan or something?” He asked, wondering if this horse knew him from his wrestling career. The horse just gave a bit of a laugh, “A fan? I don’t think so, I really don’t recognize you. I’m just going off a description Grace told me,” The horse said. “Grace?” Randal said, confused for a moment before it suddenly hit him. This was Grace’s boyfriend. She definitely wasn’t wrong about him. He was indeed tall and strong, at least tall enough to lift the Vulpix off the ground a few feet and strong enough to even lift him. The horse just laughed a bit, “You can call me Jett. Grace said you were hitting on her. I don’t blame you. Your name’s Randal right?” Jett said to him, still giving him a relaxed smile. “Y-yeah…” He said. “Good, I have the right Vulpix then. Listen… I know you didn’t mean any harm hitting on Grace and I understand why you hit on her but… I really don’t appreciate hearing or seeing other guys hit on her. It’s kind of messed up you know? So, this is what you’re going to do…” Jett said, stopping his sentence as Jett walked over to an area where the two would be hidden from sight. “You’re going to lay down for me first of all,” Jett said, dropping Randal onto the ground. Randal looked up at Jett as he watched him, waiting for him to get into the position he wanted him to be. Randal knew fighting against this horse was a bad idea so reluctantly, he did what he was told and lay down on his back. “Okay… so now what?” Randal asked, crossing his arms and feeling like an idiot for doing this. “Now…” The horse said before he stepped over Randal’s body, only to see two huge orbs above him. Randal was confused for a moment before Jett looked back, using one of his hands to spread one of the orbs. Randal gasped, realizing what the horse was about to do. “... I’m going to sit on your face,” He said before plopping that big horse ass onto the small Vulpix’s face. Randal’s senses were instantly filled with various horse related smells, including lingering gas. Randal gave a groan as he was forced to sniff at that donut shaped asshole as Jett sat on him. He didn’t help that the smell of his balls was also mixing with the smell of his ass as well, giving Randal a sample of two potent smells. However, Jett wouldn’t just stop torturing the Vulpix with just his naked ass sitting on him. Without warning, Randal’s senses would be filled with a new, terrible smell which freshened the already lingering gas smell the horse had, causing Randal to gag loudly. Jett just gave a laugh, “What did you expect? Horses fart a lot,” He said casually as he ripped another fart into the Vulpix’s face, flooding Randal’s senses with smelly gas that lingered. Randal continued to gag and cough as the horse sat on his face. As much as Randal hated it, he couldn’t deny that Jett’s ass was really soft on his face and he wondered if Grace knew that as well. His question was answered after Jett ripped a big fart, “Whew… you know, it’s kinda funny. Horses have some bad farts yet… Grace is special. She actually enjoys this kind of stuff. It just makes her sexier to me,” He said as he ripped another one on Randal, “Unlike you… I can tell you’re hating every second of this,” The horse said as he rubbed his smelly asshole into the Vulpix’s face.

A few more minutes would pass as Jett continued to rip more and more farts onto Randal. That was until he heard a familiar voice. “I was wondering where you were,” A female voice said. It was Grace. Jett gave a small laugh, “I did… too bad you’re missing out on this. There have been some good one’s I’ve been wasting on him,” Jett said. Grace gave a small giggle, “Well, I think he’s learned his lesson… at least from you that is,” She said. Jett looked at her for a moment before he understood. “You want to sit your butt on his face?” He asked. “If you’ll let me,” Grace said with a cute smile. Jett chuckled a bit, “Well, aren’t you getting bolder?” Jett said, getting up off the weakened Vulpix as he walked over to get his pants. Grace walked over to Randal and put her paw on his chest lightly, “I don’t think you’ll suffer as much under me but... I’ll make sure it’s not completely a heavenly experience for you,” Grace said before she put her legs on both sides of Randal’s body before softly sitting right on his face. For what it was worth, Randal got what he wanted: A cute corgi girl sitting her thick and round butt right on his face. However, it didn’t help that he knew what was coming next eventually. Randal would hear Grace give a small hum before a loud fart came out from her big butt. While Jett’s farts lingered and smelled like digested grass and various vegetables, Grace’s gas was a thick, meaty kind of smell. Randal wasn’t too surprised by this considering the two had different diets, but it didn’t help that they were both terrible. Grace giggled a bit as she let out another fart onto Randal, “Whew… I wonder if you’re enjoying this. Everyone thinks Corgis just have big butts, but they never think about all the gas we pack,” She said, pushing out another fart. Jett chuckled at Grace’s comment, “Hey, you forgot about how much gas horse’s pack too,” He said. Grace giggled in response, “How could I forget?” She said. Randal was in pure hell as Grace kept ripping fart after fart on him. What made it worse was that Jett’s gas was still lingering, so Randal was getting a face full of a mix of digested meat as well as rotting vegetables up his nose.

A few more minutes would pass as Grace continued to rip butt on Randal before Jett spoke up. “I think it’s time to end your play time now babe,” Jett said, walking over to her. Grace looked up at him, “You sure about that? Maybe we could just teach him one more lesson,” She said. Jett knew what she meant as he gave a small laugh, “I had no idea you were getting even more bold with this kinda stuff,” Jett said. Grace giggled as she moved down off Randal’s face, only for Jett to sit on the top half of his face. Without any warning, the two would start to assault all of Randal’s senses, the pure hell of meaty and vegetable smelling gas was probably the worst thing that Randal had ever smelt by far, and he had smelt skunk gas plenty of times before! Luckily for Randal, Jett hadn’t taken off his pants like before and Grace hadn’t taken off her pants as well, making it somewhat bearable for Randal to last under the two big butts. Jett continued to push out more and more gas out of his own ass and Randal could even hear Grace give somewhat happy sighs as he let it out. Randal would even go as far as to say that Grace was one of the few people, he knew that enjoyed the scent of another guy’s gas which was strange to him. Jett’s gas, however, came often but compared to Grace’s gas, its scent was bearable. Grace however was a different story, and her meaty gas was as thick as her ass when it came. Randal was more so gagging on her gas compared to Jett’s. This continued to go on for a few more minutes as the equine and the dog eventually began to slow down on their assault of his senses, clearly running out of their gas. Grace gave a sigh as she looked back at Jett. She gave a soft giggle, “You’re out?” She asked him. “I am,” Jett said with a shrug, getting off Randal. “It’s a shame I wasted it all on him and left you with nothing,” Jett said. Grace giggled, letting out one more huge yet short fart onto the Vulpix before getting off him. “We can change that later,” Grace said as she got on her toes to kiss the equine, who returned that kiss to her. The two looked at Randal, “What should we do with him?” Jett asked as the Vulpix was coughing the foul air out of his lungs. Grace shrugged, “Hmm… he can find his way out of here,” She said with a smile. Jett nodded in response before softly grabbing her hand and walking her out of the alley, leaving Randal there. Randal gave a groan as he had to take a minute to get out of the cloud of gas the two left behind. He sighed as he looked towards the exit of where Jett had brought him. He thought about how he got into this mess. Maybe he made the mistake of hitting on Grace, it seemed to happen to him no matter who he hit on. Maybe he needed to stop hitting on girls since it usually got him into trouble. “Nah,” Randal said aloud, standing up and walking out of the alley with his usual swagger he had, acting as if he wasn’t just gassed by a horse and dog.