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This story contains: FxF, fart sniffing, gas mask, mind control/hypnosis, brainwashing, identity loss~
Word Count: 1554
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Fiona caressed Lamp’s cheeks, her lithe fingers gliding gently across the sheep’s shaking skin. They were located in a backroom of Fiona’s club, totally alone, locked up, the walls fully sound proofed to make sure no noise got in or out. Fiona, the dominant skunk, lean and graceful, wanted to get real nice and intimate with her prey.
That prey was Lamp. A sheep with a shark tail, who’d wandered into Fiona’s kinky club looking to relieve some horniness. But the poor darling was nervous as could be, shaking and shivering as Fiona had taken her paw and led her to this private space.
“Oh, you poor thing~ I’d tell you that there’s nothing to be afraid of, but…” She flashed a smile, a grin, sharp, demonic teeth. “It would be foolish not to fear me~”
Lamp was seated in an armchair, with the demonic skunk sitting on her lap, her weight ensuring that her victim wasn’t going anywhere. That position also helped to make her fully aware that this adorable lamb was getting very horny from this, the sheep’s pants doing nothing to hide her lust. “U-um…” She spoke; Fiona paused, looking Lamp in the eyes, beckoning for her to speak. “I-I, um…”
Fiona shook her head. “So frightened, so scared… Relax, sheepy. I know exactly what you want. You came to me, after all~” The skunk stood up, stretched her arms. The green glow of the room illuminated her revealing outfit. A black leather bra and matching panties… That was all she needed.
She turned her backside toward the sheep, put a foot up on one of the chair’s arms, and aiming her ass well…
PRRRRFFFTTTT~
“Ahh, excuse me, darling… I’m just a little gassy today,” she said, as she blasted hot, sulfuric gas in the sheep’s face. She chuckled at the sounds of the struggling coughs that followed, but a quick look at Lamp’s face, at the clear blush on her cheeks, made it clear that she didn’t mind. “You like that, perv? Want more of Mistress Fiona’s gas~? I may have some to spare… If you ask nicely~”
“Mmnnn…” Lamp gulped. Even just that one fart, from a distance, left such a residue, such a septic scent, curling around the sheep’s face. “M-maybe… A-a little more…”
“Tsk, tsk. That won’t do at all. You’re not nearly eager enough for it, darling~ I think your behavior needs to be corrected.”
“Oh, um, I-I’m sorry, I—”
“Shhh…” Fiona walked to the wall; many different BDSM devices hung from it, like weapons in an armory. “I think this is just what we need.”
She pulled down a gas mask with a long, clear tube attached to it that led into where the mouth would be located. It was totally air-tight, made to cover the whole face. Eyes, nose, and mouth. Making sure Lamp could watch, she pulled her panties down just a little bit, showing off her black-and-white ass more fully, as she stuck the end of the tube between her crack. Her cheeks held it tightly in place. It was made to fit her perfectly… It wasn’t going to budge an inch.
“This is custom-made, darling. Anything that comes out of my ass… Particularly, the gas… I’ve ensured it’ll have an air-tight passage to the mask~ Not even a wisp of my stench will escape from the tube, and not even a wisp of fresh air will make its way in. Of course, the mask itself is airtight, too.”
She walked up to Lamp and put a knee between the sheep’s legs. She kneeled and leaned forward, her breasts eye-level with the victim. She looked down as she spoke, “You may not be an eager little gas-slut for me quite yet, but wear this mask for a little bit, and I’ll change that, nice and easy~ My farts will cloud your brain and change you, rewire you, push out all those unnecessary thoughts and replace them all with a deep desire to worship me, like I’m your goddess. But, I won’t force it… You can say no, and walk away now. But if you do say yes… As soon as the mask goes on… It’s not coming off until you’re totally brainwashed~ So what do you say, sheepy? Don’t take too long, I’m really gassy~”
Lamp shivered; her horniness was high. Normally, she would’ve made the clearly correct call and turned this down, got out of this shady situation… But her lust was thinking for her. “I-I… I-I’ll do it, f-for you… M-my q-queen…~”
“You’ll make a perfect toy for me~ Hold your breath… Or don’t~”
Fiona pushed the gas mask over Lamp’s face, hiding the sheep’s features beneath the black leather and the plastic eye-windows. She could feel the victim shiver a bit harder as she reached back and strapped the mask on, nice and tight. No going back now… Not even if Lamp were to change her mind right this instant and beg to be released, Fiona wouldn’t remove that mask. But Lamp wasn’t begging. If she’d be begging for anything, she’d be begging for the hot skunk to let the first fart loose.
And so, she would. After giving a little kiss to the gas mask, right by the nose, she’d caress the sheep’s head, feel her soft and fluffy wool… And then, brace herself… Close her eyes… And…
PPPRRRBBBTTTTT~
“Ah~” She could see her bright-green gas, glowing as it traveled through the tube, toward the mask. And by the way her body shook so much harder, almost convulsing, she knew exactly the moment when it hit poor Lamp. Where the sheepy breathed it all in. Sulfuric, strong, bitter, sharp… Hot and humid… That was Fiona’s gas.
Another word to describe it would’ve been bountiful. It wouldn’t take too many farts to fully hypnotize the sheepy, but Fiona wasn’t the type to leave room for error. She had a full tank to let out… So let it out she would.
PHHHHRRRRBBBBFFFF~
BRRRPPPPRRRRRPPPP~
FFFFRRRRRFFHHHHHTTTTTT~~
Every loud fart, every brassy bout of gas, clouded the mask with green. The skunk giggled as she felt her tremble, watched her squirm as she was forced to breathe it all in. She cuddled the sheep, pushed her face into the skunk’s boobs, pet her and felt her body, as Fiona kept farting, over, and over, and over. Each one more noxious and toxic than the last, each one more intoxicating and hypnotic.
It curled up into the sheep’s mouth and nose, up her system, up to the top of her skull. It clouded around her brain. It clouded her thoughts in a miasma, a fog that obscured and removed all thought. Lamp could feel her very sense of self changing. Her self-image, slowly being converted. Her desires, beliefs, and goals, all turning in Fiona’s direction.
The skunk subjected her new subject to her farts… For a full hour. It was relentless. No breaks, no long pauses, no fresh air. Just fart after fart after fart.
Until, finally, she took the mask, undid the strap, and gently removed it.
Lamp exhaled; bright green gas lilted from her trembling lips. Her eyes were foggy and cloudy. Before, her pupils had been blue, but now, they were the same bright green as Fiona’s. That wasn’t the only change, though.
“How are you feeling, sheepy~?”
“M-my queen…” She said, immediately; her shark tail wiggled beneath her. “P-please, let me smell more of your gas, m-my goddess. I-I love you so much, y-you’re so perfect… You deserve to be served and worshipped… I am yours, f-forever. P-please, r-reward my devotion w-with more of your scent~”
“Hmm… Remind me, what’s your name, fart-slut~?”
“I-It’s so hard to remember… B-But I think, it was L-Lamp…?”
“A few more farts, and I’ll make sure you can never recall it again. Your new name is sheepy, understand? That’s what I’ve chosen to call you. And from now and forever onward…” She raised the mask back to Sheepy’s face. “You are my toy, and nothing else. You shall serve me with your every breath. Understood~?”
“Y-yes, yes, m-my queen! I-I am yours~”
“That’s a good girl~”
She pushed the mask back on…
And the sheep known as “Lamp” ceased to exist, as the fart-addicted, skunk-loving, Fiona-worshipping “Sheepy” was born.
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