My name is Will, and despite being “fully matured”, as the doctor puts it, I’m only about three
feet tall. It’s been a hard life, and with me moving to a new town and school, I doubted anything
would get better.

I walked into my first class, receiving several confused looks as I headed towards the lone desk
in the back of the class. I couldn’t see or hear the teacher in this seat, but it was all that was
available.

After about ten minutes of lecturing, the door was slammed open by a girl who looked to be at
least four times my size walked in.

“Sorry I’m late. I was busy taking a massive shit.” she said not really sounding all that worried.

“That’s fine Shauna. Please take your seat.” The teacher said noticeably fearful. I paid no
attention to this, until the girl walked closer and closer to me. I’ve just realized that I was in her
seat.

Somehow she didn’t seem to notice me their as she pulled the chair out, probably due to our
massive size difference. I was filled with fear at the moment, so while my mind wanted to run
away as quickly as possible, my body refused. I was stuck for the horror of which to come.

Before she sat down, she bent over to grab something out of her bag, pressing her massive
sweatpant-clad rear into my face. I made the mistake of breathing through my nose, inhaling a
stench worse than anything I could ever imagine. Now I wanted to run more than ever, but right
as I attempted to get up, she sat down.

The whole room seemed to shake as she sat down, all the while my body felt crushed by the
immense pressure. My face was pressed against her squishy bare lower back, as all she was
wearing was a small tank top. I could tell she was affected by the late summer heat, as sweat
dripped down her back. I wanted to push away, but even if I was strong enough to, my hands
were stuck under her.

After what felt like an eternity, she leaned forward onto her desk. I realized that now I could
finally breathe, so of course I took in a few deep breaths. The air was still toxic from her awful
body odor, not to mention the awful smell coming from her exposed buttcrack, but hey, I had no
other choice.

Suddenly, a worse smell filled the air. A toxic smell that I felt slowly burning my nostrils. I quickly
came to the conclusion that this stench was a silent fart, which I hoped to god would be the last,
but knowing my luck, she was probably full of toxic gas.

She shifted around in her seat, effectively grinding me into it. I was pushed forward until the
bottom half of my face was trapped beneath her, with my nose only a couple of inches above
her exposed crack. The position she settled on seemed to be the exact same as she was before
she shifted around, aside from apparently putting more pressure onto the seat. I suddenly heard
some loud rumblings coming from her.

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She released a much louder fart than the first one. To my surprise, no one seemed to take note
of this. I could only guess that they’ve got use to this over time, which filled me with fear. The
idea that they got used to her farts only spelt disaster for me.

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AAAAAAAAPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!

It turned out that my suspicions were right, as she released three more farts, each one being
louder and longer than the last. At this point, I’ve had enough of this. I knew that the only way I
could break out of this prison would be to gain her attention.

I thought of yelling, but my mouth was trapped underneath her, meaning my screams would
merely be muffled by her, so I decided instead to shake around. After a bit of shaking, she
seemed to have noticed me, as she looked back. Unfortunately though, she just seemed to
smile and laugh. I began to cry knowing that I still have about another half hour of this torture.

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TT!!

As class went on, she continued her constant farting, along with some bouncing up and down,
only to torture me more. All I could do at this point was wait it out through the misery.
As the class ended, Shauna took her time getting off of me. She rose up in front of me, pausing
once her butt reached my face level, and wiggling it with pride, rubbing it in my face, and just
when I thought things couldn’t get worse...

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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!

She released her biggest fart of the day right in my face, leaving me to wonder what I did to
deserve such cruel treatment. I began to cry, as she just walked away, laughing at my
misfortune. I made sure to avoid her for the rest of my classes to the best of my ability.