PROJECT PARTNERS
Author: Closet Fetishist
Story Codes: nosex Fdom Msub ds flatu fart hs
"That's right class, group projects and your gonna
love this. I am picking your partners." The class
moaned, loudly and even I, Mr. A student, was
disappointed. I had hoped we were picking partners
because I had a thing for Tina but I had never been
able to ask her out or anything but I had finally
worked up the courage to ask her but unfortunately Ms.
Violet took care of that. Now it was up to chance for
me to get Tina as my partner and I had never been very
lucky. The teacher began calling the names. I only
half listened.
"Mark...you're with Steven."
"Jack...I'm putting you with Penelope."
"Tina...," my ears perked up immediately, "you're
with...Daniel." Shit! I thought to myself, there went
that chance. Oh well.
"Samantha...and Raymond."
"David...," I listened intently and looked up at the
teacher, "you're with Jessica." FUCK! I had to stop
myself from saying out loud. Jessica looked at me and
gave me a thumbs up, tauntingly. Why, why, why? I
asked myself. Jessica was one of the meanest girls in
the school, well at least to me. She was totally
gorgeous and had all the guys falling for her but she
was a bitch to me, making fun of me and treating me
like shit. I put my hands in my head almost ready to
cry, I knew this project would not go well.
"Alright class, you have your partners now for the
rest of the directions. You must do this entire
project outside of class, I don't care where but there
will be no class time. Also if anyone's partner is not
doing as they should then tell me and I will deal with
it. Everything else is on your prompt I gave you,
alright any questions?" No hands went up.
"Alright, class dismissed. Have a wonderful Monday!"
Damn cheeky teachers, I said to myself.
I met up with Jessica in the hall to discuss the
project.
"So...," I said, trailing off.
"So...what, dork?"
"So, how we gonna do this?"
"Well come over to my house today after school and
well get started. The less time I have to spend with
you the better." She gave me her address and I walked
on to my next class. I was surprised to see her acting
as a semi-acceptable human being, perhaps this project
together will change our situation with each other.
The final bell of the day rang. I hoped in my car and
drove to the address Jessica gave me. I arrived at a
wonderfully landscaped, white house. I was surprised
someone so mean could live in a house that gorgeous. I
parked on the street and walked to the door. Jessica
answered, she was home alone I gathered.
"Hey David, come on in." What's this? I thought to
myself. Jessica being nice? How could it be? Maybe
this would work out just fine. I followed Jessica
through the kitchen and then to the living room.
"Please take a seat," she said to me, gesturing at
the couch. Jessica went back into the kitchen. I
feared some kind of trap on the seat so I lowered
myself slowly down but there was nothing to worry
about. Jessica reappeared with two glasses of what
appeared to be lemonade. I watched her drink it down.
I lifted the glass and discreetly sniffed it, fearing
it might be�well you know. It wasn't. In fact it was
the best damn lemonade I had ever tasted. I drank it
down quickly, being quite thirsty as I was. Jessica
took a seat in the armchair at my side and we began
planning for the project. The more we talked, the
better we got to know each other, even if we were
talking mostly about the project we snuck in a few
personal comments and questions to each other.
Sometime late she said what I had never expected her
to. I was blabbering on about something stupid and she
interrupted and said, "David�sorry to interrupt you
but I can't let this go on.
"Let what go on?"
"David, I'm so sorry I have made fun of you and
treated you like dirt. I never meant any of it. It has
just been eating me up inside. I hope you can forgive
me."
"Of course I can Jessica. All is forgiven. Don't even
worry about it."
"That's good. I'm glad."
"Oh jeez, its late I better be going."
"Shoot, you're right. So we know what we are doing
project wise?"
"I think so."
"Alright, good night David."
"Good night, Jessica." She showed me out and I walked
to my car, more surprised than ever. Jessica was sorry
for teasing me all those times. I was pretty sure she
wasn't lying, she seemed very sincere. I went to bed
happy one night, for the first time in a long time.
The next day of school had sped by in a blur and I
was soon back at Jessica's house.
"Alright, great. We have most of it done then."
"Ya," I said.
"Well lets say we do something fun."
"Uh...alright." I wondered what she meant by her
definition of fun.
"Follow me to my room." Uh�oh, I thought to myself.
Could she mean�that�kinda fun? Her parents weren't
home again, so I took it as a possibility. I shook the
feeling and followed her up. Her room was expectantly
clean and tidy and organized.
"You like?" She asked.
"Ya, it's nice."
"Thanks." She quickly turned around to face me and
quite unrepentantly punched me in the nards. I doubled
over on the floor, in terrible pain as she laughed her
head off. How could she lie to me? Did she not feel
sorry for making fun of me? I guessed not. She tied my
hands behind my back and tied my feet together. She
then dragged me across the floor to about the middle
of the room I guessed. The pain had finally subsided.
"What the fuck are you doing?!"
"You really think I wanna be friends or even
associate with a nerd like you?"
"But...but...you said�"
"I lied you idiot, I hated you from the moment I saw
you and I vowed to make your life hell any chance I
got."
"But why?"
"Do I need a reason? I don't think so." I tried to
speak again but instead I watched in horror as Jessica
removed her pants. Horrible visions came back to me
from I don't know where of this happening to me in the
past. Her underweared ass came closer and closer to my
face as I struggled to worm out to freedom but it was
no use. Her bottom had already reeked from the day's
sweat. I avoided the smell as much as I could by
breathing through my mouth.
"Oh, almost forgot." She pulled a piece of duct tape
from the nearby roll and placed it over my mouth.
"Much better," she continued. "Now you won't miss a
thing." The smell intensified and I soon began to gag
and choke. Jessica laughed at this. I soon became used
to the smell, though I still did not enjoy being
forced to smell it, and I hoped it would be the worst
but to my dismay, Jessica was only just beginning. She
unrepentantly and sneakily farted! PBBBBT! "Oh my,
what was that David? Did you fart?" She asked,
laughing. She loved every minute of this and I could
not be in more of a hell. The smell reeked but I had
no choice but to smell it. I kicked about to get free
from the smell but it was no use, Jessica held me
tight. Never had I taught in a millions years that
Jessica could be this cruel to me. She taunted me,
made fun of me, but this was in a league entirely of
its own. I began to sob softly. "Oh, poor baby can't
take it?" She asked, tauntingly. She pressed hard and
painfully on my stomach, expelling all my air and
farted a mighty blow just as I began to inhale.
PFFFFFFFFFFFFFBBBBBBBBBTTTTTT! I tried to hold my
breath but with the lack of air, I could not do it.
The smell was awful and to make matters worse, Jessica
began to grind her ass and the smell in my face. I
soon began to find it hard to breathe and Jessica
noticed so she did the one nice thing of the day and
leaned to the side to allow me some fresh air. I
breathed deeply and before I had satisfied my air need
she sat back down on my face, farting a little poot
almost immediately after. This continued for hours and
hours and Jessica became more and more cruel. I
assumed it was about 6 o' clock when I heard a watch
alarm go off. Jessica finally got off my face and
kicked my side, telling me to get up.
"Well David, its time for you to go but you need to
be here at 3 o' clock tomorrow."
"Fuck you! I ain't ever coming back you bitch! You
can finish the project with out me." I said angrily,
as I struggled to catch my breath.
"Nuh-uh, David. If you aren't here when I tell you
and do exactly as I say I will tell Ms. Violet you
aren't doing your part in this project." Damn it, I
thought to myself, I didn't want that but how could I
bare to handle this again and probably another day
after because the project was due on Friday. I
resorted to begging.
"Please Jessica, have mercy. Why do you wanna do this
to me?"
"I think we have already covered that and you better
be here or I will tell." I left without answering but
I knew I would show up there if my perfect academic
record wished to stay that way.
The day at school zoomed by but on this day it was to
my displeasure to see it end. Jessica had taunted me
all day, especially in the lunch room as I watched her
eat an enormous lunch filled with many gassy foods. I
knew today would be my worst day ever. I forced myself
to drive to Jessica's house but I didn't know why.
What would Ms. Violet do? Give me a stern talking to?
Who cared about that? I realized this too late for I
had already knocked on Jessica's door. The door opened
and Jessica pulled me inside. "Finally, I have been
waiting for you. I have so much gas for you and you
better cooperate or I will tell and I know you don't
want that." To be honest though, I didn't care anymore
but it was too late, I was here in Jessica's prison
and there would be no leaving tell she was ready. She
hastily put tape over my mouth, pushed me to my knees
and sat on my face, right in the middle of her living
room. She farted a barrage of farts at me, almost
instantly. BBBBLLLAAT! PBBBBBBTTT! PFFFFFBBBBTT!
"Oooohhh Ahhhh, that feels so good, get a good whiff
of all of that Davy Baby." I struggled to stay
conscious under the noxious odor. I was sure the Hell
would not be as bad as this, as she farted again,
giggling. PBBBBBSSSSTTT! I moaned loudly through the
tape and screamed for an end but I knew no such end
would come. She got off my face as I fell to the
floor, gagging and coughing violently. The smell
lingered and never fully went away as she dragged my
almost lifeless body to the kitchen. I looked up
through my water eyes to see a pot on the stove,
simmering. She grabbed a pot and placed it in the
living room. She came back for me and pushed me onto
the couch. I tried to get up but I was too weak. She
taunted me with the contents of the pot. I looked in
and near fainted back onto the couch. "That's right,
Davy! Got plenty more farts where that came from and
hey, my parents went out for dinner tonight so you
ain't going anywhere till at least 10 o' clock," she
said, evilly as she laughed. She grabbed the pot and a
spoon and sat herself back on my face. She ate for an
hour, everything in the pot, farting all the while,
giving me air once in a while for far to short to
satisfy anything. When she was done she threw the pot
on the table and sat for a long time. I hoped this was
the end. This had to be; I thought to myself, how
could she have anymore? I was wrong! She laughed,
manically, as she grabbed my hair. I winced in pain.
She pushed my face hard against her ass which was now
slightly raised off my face but I was in more or less
the same position against it. With her other hand she
pushed against my stomach, expelling all my air. She
was satisfied I was inhaling and let out a monstrous
fart!
PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT
TTT! The length had to be at least 10 seconds and I
could do nothing but smell it all and had no reserves
in which to hold my breath. I took in the wretched
smell for a few seconds before I could not take it any
longer and passed out.
I woke up in my car, the smell clinging to me. I
started the car and sped home. I was dazed and
confused all the way but my goal was clear. Go home. I
checked the clock, 12:14 a.m. Shit! Past curfew. Now
I'd have to hear all about that. Oh well. I looked
down and noticed a note on my shirt:
To David:
HAHA...guess that was a bit much for ya. Well, we'll
try again tomorrow.
Jessica
Oh my god, one more day of that or worse? I could not
take that. Fuck her, I would not be back. Who the hell
cared what Ms. Violet would do? It had to be better
than this shit. I had decided. No more! I arrived at
home to find everyone asleep. I went to my room and
went to bed content at the thought that this would all
be over.
School went by normally and there was a smile on my
face. Jessica taunted me in the lunch room but I
brushed it off. I would not be there today. I drove
home and played some video games. I could care less
about if the project got done anymore either but I
figured Jessica would do it, so as to not lose her
grade point average and in that I would be saved as
well.
The next day, Jessica and I presented the project.
Even though I had done no work on it I was very
knowledgeable of the subject and breezed through it.
Ms. Violet was extremely proud of our hard work.
Jessica scowled at me for the rest of the period. The
bell run and class ended. Jessica rushed to speak to
Ms. Violet. I rushed out of the room but was stopped
by the teacher. She beckoned me to her desk. "David, I
hear you have not been working at all with your
partner. I looked at Jessica. She looked sternly at me
in a taunting way.
"Yes, ma'am."
"Well, you admit it!?
"Yes..."
"Well then, see me after school for you punishment."
"Ok ma'am."
I walked out of the room, slightly ashamed. Jessica
stayed talking with Ms. Violet, but about what I do
not know. Perhaps just kissing up more.
I returned to the classroom promptly after school
ended and opened the door. Ms. Violet sat in her
chair, almost completely unchanged from how I had seen
her earlier in the day. She stared at me, a sly smile
on her face. "You wanted to see me ma'am," I said.
"That's correct." She remained and said nothing more.
"What is it you wanted?" I asked. She said nothing,
she leaned forward and closed her eyes in
concentration and farted, PBBBBBBBTTT! What the fuck?!
I thought to myself, is every girl and woman in this
school into farting? Boy how wrong I was thinking
girls didn't fart. She rose from the chair and
approached me and came closer and closer. I retreated
in fear and headed in the direction of the door. She
grabbed my shoulder, spinning me back around and tried
to force me down to my knees but I escaped her grasp.
I ran to the door and opened it only to run right into
Jessica. I screamed out in horror as Jessica grabbed
me and pushed me back into the room and to my knees.
Jessica remained there, holding me. I watched Ms.
Violet raise her skirt over my head and watched her
ass descend to my face. She was soon, farting
relentlessly. PPBBBBTTT! PSSSTTT! FFFFFTTTTT!
BRRRAAAPP! "Ahhhhhhhhhh�feels so good to let go of all
that pressure and now I don't have to smell any of it
either, just be sure you sniff it all up or the
consequences will be worse than this. No passing out
now. She said in her normal cheeky voice." "See what
happens, when you don't work with your partners." I
could barely hear a word she said as I struggled to
stay alive. These farts were worse than anything I had
ever gotten from Jessica. The both laughed heartily at
my anguish as farts escaped Ms. Violet freely. I began
to cough and gag. I screamed out, "PLEASE, NOO MORE!
I'm sorry I didn't work with Jessica."
"Oh please David. Jessica told me what a great
sniffer you are and I just had
to...*PFFFFFFFFFTTT!*...try you out." I thought to
myself, was I just some slave to pass around freely?
Did every female teacher and student know about this
now? I feared that greatly. Ms. Violet got off my face
and I feel to the hard floor. Jessica lowered herself
near my face but Ms. Violet stopped her. "I wanna try
out my new thing."
"Oh ok," she responded. Ms. Violet dragged me to
under her desk and pulled down a door, sealing off the
foot area where I was now locked in. The space was
dark and I was scared of what would become of me here.
Suddenly a semi-large hole opened above me and light
shone through for a few seconds before it went away in
a blur of a blue flowery skirt. Oh my god, I thought
to myself. This was going to be my prison for who
knows how long. I began to sob softly as I began to
think this would be the end of me. Truly no escape and
no air to breathe. I heard, softly, "I almost feel
sorry for you David." I figured it was Ms. Violet but
I could not be sure. A fart rang out from above and it
echoed in the small space. BRRRRRRRRPPPPP! The smell
hit me immediately and suddenly no air could be found.
I gasped and cried for air but I got 3 more farts in
return. I pounded on the wall, screaming that I was
going to die but I got no sympathy and no compassion.
Light shone through again and another pattern covered
up the hole. "Eat this David." I heard. A huge fart
exploded out and I struggled to stay conscious. 2 more
minutes of this and I was out cold.
I woke up, my clothes drenched with my sweat and
stained with the horrid smell of the two sadists'
farts. I weakly walked out from under the desk and out
of the classroom. No one to be found anywhere. I
prepared to leave the school when I heard laughter
coming from the area of the teachers lounge. My better
judgment told me I shouldn't but I had to know what
was going on. The door was cracked and I saw Ms.
Johnson, my English teacher from last year, and Ms.
Violet. They sat chatting it up and laughing. I
listened in.
"So�how was he?" Ms. Johnson asked.
"Oh you were right! He is spectacular."
"See, I told you�do I know how to pick 'em?"
"You most certainly do. So when we gonna get him
again?"
"I have a plan." I wondered who they were talking
about as Ms. Johnson leaned to Ms. Violet to whisper
in her ear.
"Wow, excellent plan."
"Yes, yes it is, not to PPPPFFFFFTTT my own horn of
course." It was Ms. Johnson in my vision! And now my
two tormentors were conspiring to get me again? I had
to get out of here. I ran out of the school and
requested a transfer. That would be the end of that.