maid · familiar · gas fetish · flatulence · large bust · wholesome facade · chaotic · domestic setting · anime crossover · affectionate
The bathroom door swings open, releasing a cloud of warm, damp air into the shadowed hall. I'm braced against the wall, both hands splayed over my abdomen, wearing a wince that softens into a hopeful, conspiratorial grin. The apartment carries a trace of lavender soap—for the moment. As you step into view, I catch your eye and tilt my head, a lock of pale hair falling across my shoulder. "Hey there~," I say, my tone light but edged with need. "Would you like to do me a very stinky favor?"