By: Notmania
It was 11 AM at Rafflesia's castle, the day of Wolffia's arrival. This is the usual wake up time for Queen Rafflesia the Flatulent, and like everyday it was the job of her fair servant Lily to wake her up.
“Good morning Lady Rafflesia.” she said nervously, worried about what would come next. Poor Lily was Rafflesia’s right-hand woman, meaning she most frequently took the blunt of her queen’s grossness and carelessness. Today of course seemed to be no different, as Rafflesia pulled off her blanket, blasting her poor servant's face with a night's worth of gas. Though Lily made sure to always wear a nose cover around the queen, it was barely ever effective at blocking out the smells, so at this point she wasn’t even sure why she bothered.
“Ahhhh, good morning Lily!” Rafflesia replied, ignoring her servant’s tear filled eyes. “You know, I’m still pretty tired. Can you do me a favor and carry me into my closet?”
Though knowing that this would certainly end in failure, Lily reluctantly agreed and tried to do as the queen said, attempting to lift her off of her bed, but unfortunately her body was far too heavy for the servant, who fell onto the floor with the queen's large sweaty rear crushing her thin upper body. The shock of the fall apparently woke the queen up though, who started laughing from the landing.
"Well at least you're a soft cushion." Rafflesia said as she ground her nude ass on her poor servant, further staining her clothes with the smell. To make matters worse, the queen then leaned away from Lily’s head and let out a large fart in her face.
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Rafflesia lifted herself off of the crushed servant, leaving her lying in her stench. “Lying down on the job?” the queen asked jokingly, “Well meet me in the closet when you’re done resting.” After a few minutes of trying to regain her strength, Lily followed her mistress into the closet.
“Finally! Took you long enough. Hey, can you help me fit this dress over my ass?” Rafflesia asked, donning a tight dress that was currently only covering her upper body. “I just need you to get behind me on your knees and help me pull this thing down.” Lily did just that, leaving her face at level with Rafflesia’s bare ass, dreading what would inevitably happen next.
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“Woo, 'scuse me!” Raflesia said as she let out a fart directly into Lily’s face. Though her face was surrounded by the awful stench, the servant continued trying to pull down the tight dress.
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The queen continued blasting Lily’s face with gas as the two struggled to get the dress on, until eventually it just ripped, causing the queen to fall back and land her ass on her servant's face.
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“Guess I won’t be wearing this then.” Rafflesia said as she got off of Lily and took off the torn dress, grabbing a looser gown without a second thought, much to the annoyance of her servant whose face was just carelessly blasted for no actual reason.
“Anyways, let's go to the throne. I wanna watch some TV.” the queen said, dragging her loyal servant behind her as she walked to the ventilated throne, letting out a few smaller farts in Lily’s direction as she did.
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“Hey Lily?” Rafflesia asked once they got there, “Can you do me another favor and be my legrest?” Lily sighed as she once again had no other choice but to listen to her queen, getting on her hands and knees and allowing her to rest her heavy legs on her back. On the bright side, Rafflesia sitting on her ventilated throne would spare Lily from her onslaught of gas, but the weight on her back provided almost as much pain.
“You know Lily, I’m glad to always have you by my side.” Rafflesia said in a rather sincere tone, “Sure I might be paying you, but even still you’ve always felt like a friend to me, rather than just a servant.” While Lily didn’t feel the same way at all, she couldn’t help but feel a bit touched by this statement, even with the crushing weight of the queen’s legs on her back.
A few hours (and bathroom breaks) later, the queen noticed that her throne felt a bit lumpy, eventually discovering that the prince from a neighboring kingdom had snuck in. This prince of course was Prince Wolffia, who claimed to have come to confess his love to Queen Rafflesia.
While Rafflesia quickly believed his claims, Lily knew him better and realized that it was all a facade rather quickly. With both of them living in the shadows of their respective queens, the two had grown a rather intimate relationship, with the two even having unconfessed romantic feelings for each other.
Unfortunately for Lily there was nothing she could do to help Wolffia in this situation. All she could do was watch as her queen unknowingly tortured him.