Salos in the Castle of Lust

He seemed to moan more, getting a rounded by the stinky treatment.

"Fufu~" The gardener simply chuckled and kept 'indulging' Salos with more of her farts, letting him succumb as much as he wanted to.

“I want your stinkiest farts.” he said, wanting her scent to stick to him.

"As you wish." She replied before focusing and intensely passing yet another fart, this one actually audible unlike her previous silent ones, and the scent somehow got worse and more putrid the more Salos sniffed it.

Salos couldn’t help taking deep deep sniffs from the deep sniffs.

The gardener wondered if he might pass out from this... or if he enjoyed it so much that he'd savor every second of it instead.

Salos couldn’t stop himself from sniff. “I love your gas”

"Of course you do. Let me know once you have your fill." She told him before sitting fully on his face, burying his head in her ass and his nose in her gas.

It didn’t take long from her gassing him that he made a big mess in his pants.

"Fufu~ I had feeling that was coming. Are you going to faint from this, too?" The gardener asked, showing no mercy to the boy who so obviously wanted this to never end.

Salos didn’t last for too long before he passed out under her gassy bottom.

Salos was eventually woken back up by the gardener using a trio of special pink flowers, holding them an inch from his nose so their sweet scent could reverse the effects of her stench. "Are you alright?" She asked him gently.

“Yes. I guess I enjoyed myself too much.” he admitted with a blush.

"That's not a problem at all. Here, you may have my key for being such a good pervert." The gardener said, waving a hand and producing her key as if it was a magic trick. "If your nose ever wants to melt again, come see me." She cooed to Salos, placing the key on his chest.

“I wouldn’t mind more of your gas sometime.” he said, thankful for the key but still a little enamored with her bottom.

"Already wanting more? You really did enjoy yourself~ Well, if I stand here and a slutty boy puts their face into my ass and starts stroking himself for me, I might be inclined to pass a little more gas." The gardener teased, standing in place and giving her booty a wiggle, leaving it entirely in Salos's hands whether he'd succumb again.

Salos can’t stop himself from shoving his face into her ass as he starts to stroke himself.

"So horny... have fun getting gassed out a second time." The gardener teased, rubbing her plump ass on his face before blasting Salos with the most putrid fart yet, somehow the stink even more potent than before

Salos can’t stop himself from sniffing and kissing her stinky bottom as he continued to pleasure himself.

The gardener smirked and leaned back so she was fully sitting on Salos's face, letting out a steady series of intoxicating farts to smother her lustful seat.

Salos was a horny mess as he was being used as a gassy chair for the sexy gardener.

And, the gardener saw no reason to stop using him as such, enjoying the chance to let out her farts in a manner that could completely melt a pervert's mind almost without effort.

He didn’t take long to climax, making a mess on her feet.

The gardener chuckled and used one of those feet to stroke Salos's cock with her sole, figuring that a deviant like him would want to empty it all out for her her.

She couldn’t hold it in as he cummed again, making a bigger mess on her feet.