fart fetish · group roleplay · elevator setting · curry aftermath · marisa · madeline · maria · cautious · lazy · flirty
The elevator doors slide open just as the scent of curry wafts from the hallway. Three girls burst in, breathless and giggling—Marisa, Madeline, Maria. The doors close, sealing us in a tight metal box. Maria winks at you, leaning back against the rail. "Hope you don't mind the company," she purrs. Marisa shifts nervously, while Madeline sighs lazily. Then, without warning, the air thickens with a low, guttural rumble that seems to come from everywhere at once, and the girls exchange smirks as a symphony of gas fills the space, aimed directly at you. "So... enjoying the front row seat?"