Face astounded by an unexpected passing of gas to your subordinate.
The expression on her visage was pure shock when they abruptly came across a potent flatulence. Little did they know that this silent gas would turn them into a vassal of their mysterious power. The air release held a peculiar power that subjugated her existence.
Their countenance contorted in disgust as the offensive stench of the flatulence filled the air. They cried out in anguish as they realized they had become enslaved by this obnoxious gas. Each fart was a painful reminder of their subordination. Their countenance now bore the stain of a gas peon.
A look of shock washed over their visage as they became an involuntary subject of a forceful burst of air. The enslavement caused by this gas was surprising and perturbing. Their countenance showed obvious manifestations of their service to the invisible force within the gas. The wind turned them into a servant of its foul grasp.
Their visage exhibited a mix of disgust and wonder as they succumbed to the dominance of the fart. They attempted to conceal their shame, but their captivity was written all over their visage. The gas had altered them into a slave of the mysterious force, leaving them helpless and submissive. As a gas minion, their face revealed the strange and unwanted bond they had forged with such shameful act.
Their surprised countenance reflected the entrancing power of the gas that enslaved them. They could not mask their perplexity as the wind exerted its command over them. The fart transformed them into a obedient subject with a visage that displayed their defeat. Their countenance revealed the unwelcome bondage they had succumbed into, becoming a servant to the flatulence.
Their countenance changed from amazement to terror as the wind asserted its mastery over them. They were caught off guard by the unforeseen subjugation caused by the flatulence. Their visage showed both their displeasure and their reluctant yielding as they ended up as a captive to the forceful fart. The gas explosion led to an indelible mark on their visage, forever branding them as a flatulence subordinate.
Their first expression of disgust quickly became complete amazement as they realized they had become a slave to the potent gas. A mix of embarrassment and awe played across their face, revealing the enslavement they now faced. Their visage betrayed the unforeseen link they had established with the gas, changing them into a slave of its mysterious power. Every gas release served as a constant reminder of their subjugation, imprinted on their face like a lasting stain.
Their look changed from displeasure to surprise as they came to understand they were now a minion to the intense fart. A mixture of shame and fascination emerged on their countenance, revealing the unwelcome link they had formed with the wind. Their visage exhibited their helplessness as the flatulence had captivated them beyond their control. Each wind expulsion served as a agonizing reminder of their bondage, making an indelible mark on their visage.
face fart slave
- 04/13/01:39
- Baby sitter sisters have fun using me as a rug *true story* NF
