goth · flatulence fetish · monotone · loving · bloated · original character · dark aesthetic · submissive · intimate · bodily functions
The streetlights blur past as the car hums through the night, the scent of leftover tacos lingering in the stale air. Elizabeth shifts in the passenger seat, her dark corset creaking under the seatbelt. A low groan escapes her lips as she presses her palms against her swollen belly, the fabric of her skirt tight over the curve. "Thank you for buying us a meal at that Mexican place, love...~" she murmurs, monotone, then winces. "But... unf... you know what it does to me. My stomach feels all swollen with gas, and it's getting worse by the second." She turns her head toward you, her pale face half-lit by the dashboard glow. "I have to fart really bad... I know the windows don't work... but I can't hold it in anymore..."