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Your name is Bret, and during the Christmas season you had managed to obtain seasonal
employment at the local Target. Unfortunately, you’d be right back to looking for a job comes the
eighteenth of January. You weren’t all that fond of THIS job to be fair, but you knew it was a lot better
than most of the other jobs you could be stuck with.
“Excuse me sir?” asked a woman looking at the box of mini flashlights in what was essentially
the cheap crap section. The kind that were just piled into a box with no real care and could be clicked to
see if you guys sold them with batteries.
“Do these come with batteries?”
You took some flashlights and started clicking the buttons.
“No,” you said blandly.
“You’re sure?”
“Yes ma’am,” you pointed out.
“Okay,” she said walking away. You turned to where you keep the carts for customers to take…
and find they’d been taking them from the front again. Which meant of course you had to push a giant
row of carts a few inches. And they kept getting stuck for some reason. Perfect.
“Wow you look happy,” said a cute feminine voice. You looked behind you, and there stood a
flat chested young girl with flashy red spiked up hair. She was wearing a pink and darker pink striped
tank-top and some denim short shorts that clung tightly to her body. She was licking a strawberry ice
cream cone and had an extremely condescending smirk on her face. “Unsatisfied with your life? Can’t
say I’m surprised.”
“Is there something I can help you with Miss?”
“Name’s Etna. The most beautiful thing you’ll ever see,” she said, striking a sexy little pose that
gave you an excellent look of her barely clad butt.
“Yes ma’am,” you said pushing the carts up. Etna looked a little annoyed that you didn’t
immediately drop to your knees and slobber all over her.
“Yoo hoo? Misery boy?” you turned around and saw Etna smugly holding her cone upside down,
the strawberry ice cream was on the carpeted entrance into the store. As the brand attendant you now
had to clean it up.
“Miss can I ask you to please leave me alone?” you said.
“Aw and we were getting along so well,” she mocked walking away. You went to get the
cleaning stuff from the closet. You got on your hands and knees and began cleaning the strawberry ice
cream. It was bad enough that you had to deal with every idiot, now apparently there some people who
were wasting your time on purpose!
“Wow, now you look really happy,” came a familiar voice, and suddenly you felt a warm weight
hit the back of your head. “This seat taken?” Etna asked, sticking her tongue out while she rubbed her
denim clad rear against the back of your head.
“What the Hell are you doing!?” you demanded.
“Sitting on the back of your head,” she said, taking a lick of her somehow instantly replaced ice
cream.
“Leave me alone!” you demanded trying and failing to throw her off.
“Geez show a little respect for your customers,” Etna pouted, continuing to work on her ice
cream. She gave a little hop and forced your face into the ice cream with her butt on the back of your
head. Etna finally stood up, looked at you and gave a satisfied “hmph” before walking away smugly. You
of course had never been more embarrassed in your entire life. You ran to the family bathroom to have
some privacy and to wash the ice cream from your face. As soon as you were finished, a distorted voice
came over your walkie.
“Hello?” you asked, feeling very depressed.
“Come to the back, LOD wants to speak to you,” the other voice replies. As you walk to the back,
you notice that the ice cream stain from before was gone. Weird.
***
You enter the LOD’s office, and find she has her chair facing away from you.
“You wanted to see me?” you said, feeling the door behind you close. You could swear you hear
it lock. Suddenly the LOD chair swivels around to reveal… Etna!
“Wha-? You’re not the LOD!”
“Sure I am! See the red shirt and khaki pants?” Etna said with a smirk.
“I haven’t seen you the entire month that I’ve worked here!” you cried, slamming your fist on
the table.
Etna merely continued to smirk as she got up and walked around the desk, her hips swaying
back and forth, her khaki pants clinging way too tight to her butt.
“Well tough. I’m the LOD and what I want goes. End of story. And my first order is for you to tell
me…” she suddenly thrusts her bum into your crotch and begins rubbing it. “Do you like assertive girls?”
She was staring into your eyes over her shoulder and sticking out her tongue.
“Please leave me alone,” you said, not daring to push her off, lest she actually be the LOD. You
were only here for a few more weeks. Might as well just take the cheques and get out.
“Your seasonal right?” Etna asked, continuing to rub her khaki clad butt into your groin. “So you
took a job you hate but is the best you could do, which your about to lose and be forced to actively seek
OUT a worse job, will be out of money, and don’t even have a girlfriend to share your troubles with.”
You were starting to sweat now as she kept pressing her butt against your groin, while also
curling up to you with her back.
“You really are a loser,” she said with a wink. Bright red now, you shove her off.
“I am NOT a loser, and YOU are not an LOD!” you yell at her.
“Aw, I touched a nerve,” Etna said, smugly placing her hands on her hips.
“Oh well,” she said turning around walking out the door, waving her rear as she did so. “Just so
you know, that pretty girl who made you clean up her ice cream was here to buy a new pair of panties. I
hear she stitched something on them but I simply can’t imagine what.”
Sticking her tongue out one more time, she shut the door behind her. You were left to slide to
the ground and feel depressed about your current status, as well as the fact that deep down a part of
you wanted her to keep treating you like dirt.
***
With your shift over you climbed into your car and slammed the door. In a bad mood after the
events of today you hit the dashboard to vent some frustration.
“Work got you down eh, misery boy?”
“Yeah. There was this crazy girl who-GAH!”
Etna was stretched across back seat on her side, dressed in some kind of leather stripe across
the chest and leather skirt combo that looked extremely provocative. You hadn’t even heard her enter
the damn car, and she couldn’t have been there before! Could she?
“Who the Hell are you!? Why are you stalking me!?” you demand.
“I told you I’m Etna. More specifically, Overlord Etna,” she said unconcernedly looking at her
nails as a tail revealed itself behind her.
“Overlord…? L-like the kind that rules the Netherworld?” you ask with a gulp. You’d never even
heard of a demon making it to earth. Why would the Overlord come to you?
“And if you must know, I came to you because as the Overlord, it gets lonely on the throne,” she
moaned suddenly sitting up and wrapping her arms around your chair, and you. You gulp at the hug as
she whispers sultrily into your ear.
“So I’m gonna offer you a deal.”
“W-what kind of deal?” you ask frightened as she reveals that clenched in one hand is a pair of
panties that reads “Beauty Queen” on the butt.
“I’ve been wearing those all week. But back to business. Your existence is completely worthless
we both know it,” she said, reaching one hand under your seat for some reason. “Your desperate for an
existence of meaning, and even more desperate for a girlfriend. Agree to be my little boy-toy,” she says
this as she nibbles your ear and you fight the urge to moan, “and in exchange, I’ll agree to be your
girlfriend.”
“B-boy-toy?” you ask as she continues to nibble your ear. “Wouldn’t that-“
“Mean living in Netherworld? Yes,” Etna admitted, now rubbing her cheek against your own.
“But it’s not like you have anything to look forward to up here anyway. And down in Netherworld, you
could live for hundreds of years.”
There was no blood in your entire body now except for your head as you blushed. You knew you
couldn’t trust a demon… but she was both very pretty and incredibly touchy feely.
“I… I don’t know if I-Whoa!”
Etna had pulled the lever on the side of your car chair that caused it to lean back. She crawled
over your torso on all fours, butt facing you as her tail wrapped around your head and back to her hip.
“Bret please,” she said breathlessly putting her hands on her leather skirt clad rump and rubbing
it gently. “You don’t know what you do to me! Just thinking about you makes my bum feel al tingly.”
You watched as she arched her back and thrust her butt more towards you, helpless against her
feminine charms. Etna then began to pull her leather skirt up and reveal the underpants underneath.
They were plain and white, but had been stitched with the words “Just for Bret.”
“I bought and altered these… Just for you,” she said, still breathless. You watched as her rump
came closer to your face.
“E-etna?” you weakly said as it began to make contact. She settled herself down on your face,
sandwiching your nose between her butt cheeks.
“It needs you Bret,” she explained as she began to wiggle it around. You had never been so
scared and excited in your life as your struggled slightly to breathe.
“All I can think about anymore is how badly I have to feed your face to my butt. Be my boyfriend
Bret. Be my little boy-toy and live with me and my butt forever.”
You were on the verge of exploding. So many conflicting feelings entering your brain, from
shame to anger to joy to horror…
And then Etna farted loudly on your face. A long, smelly fart that your face was in point blank
range of. It stank of expired putrid milk, no doubt from her ice cream, and it continued until your entire
car was filled with the stench.
“I think I’ll leave it at that for tonight,” Etna said, going back to her smug voice as she stuck her
tongue out at you again. “I’ll be back though Bret. I’ve already decided. You’re way to fun to let slip
away. Toodles.”
And as if she’d never been there, she was gone. Finally able to breathe again you sprang up and
took a deep breathe… of the still linger scent of Etna’s fart. Grimacing you tried to roll down the window
only to find a heart carved into the roller, and the roller disconnected from the window. It was either
open the door and wait for who knows how long for the scent to go away, or grin and bear it and drive
home. Not wanting to be here any later than 9:30 You try your best to drive and hold your nose, realise
it’s impossible, and just drive with Etna’s putrid stench burning in your nostrils for the whole ten minute
trip.
“Screw her!” you declare inhaling deep breathes of fresh air once you parked. “No way in Hell
am I agreeing to ANYTHING she wants!”
***
On the throne of the Nethworld, a collection of female demon’s attended to Overlord Etna as
she regaled them her tale of her first attempt to claim Bret’s soul.
“And then I turned back to the little dork and I said: ‘Oh. Bret. Think about you makes my butt all
tingly.’ And he bought it!” the girls all burst out laughing at Etna’s ability to wrap this human so easily
around her finger.
“That’s amazing Overlord Etna. But if you don’t mind my asking… why him?” the magic knight
asked from her position of applying paint to Etna’s toenails.
“I threw a dart at a globe and it landed on his city. Then I threw a dart at the phone book for
that city and it landed on him,” Etna said.
“So then you sat on his face right?” a female warrior asked, applying paint to the Overlord’s
finger nails.
“Yep. And then, once he thought it was all sunshine and daisies, I farted! Right in the sucker’s
face and stank up the whole car!”
Again the girls all laughed, but one succubus spoke up.
“But mistress… if you want him to sign his soul over to you, don’t you need to seduce him so
he’ll want to? I mean if you show him that coming down here will mean he gets farted on all the time
why would he sign it?”
“Oh you silly thing,” Etna laughed, “Tricking humans to sign things or challenging them to fiddle
contests is what old fuddy duddy’s do. I only went up there to test if I could get the desired reactions
from him and see how comfy he was.”
Etna snapped her fingers and a red female mage came up to the throne.
“Eliza, please demonstrate,” Etna said with a lazy wave of her hand. Eliza smiled happily and
waved her wand. Two contracts hovered in mid-air. One was the contract Bret signed when he joined
with Target, the other one that if signed, would give his soul to Etna in exchange for him being her
boyfriend. Another wave of the wand, and Bret’s signature peeled off the former contract, and onto the
latter. Everyone in the throne room laughed.
“When are you going to give him to good news?” the succubus from before asked, rubbing her
own butt in anticipation, for Etna had promised to share.
“Soon. I just want to mess around with him a little more. You know me,” Etna said licking her
lips cruelly. “I love playing with my toys.”

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Franchises:

Eiken
Familiar of Zero
Rosario Vampire
Mayoii Neko Overrun
Street Fighter
King of Fighters
Jade Empire
Haruhi Suzumiya
Open to others

Fetishes:

Giantess/shrinking
Butt crush
farting
facesitting
mild vore

Note me if you you're interested. I did a few stories so I encourage you to check those out to see my style.

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Name: Dusk. Just Dusk.

Eye Color: Purple

Hair: Purple, with in a cute little bob with a little curl at the bottom

Bust Size: B cup

Waist: 26

Hips: 34


Dusk is a college student and goth girl. Dusk doesn't believe in pants. Only sweaters long enough to double as skirts, and nylon leggings when it gets chilly... or when she feels the need to feel something clinging to her legs. Her favorite color is purple, with black a close second. She always seems to have a sly grin on her face.

Dusk's idea of having a boyfriend is to capture him, shrink him down and stuff him into her butt. Dusk has many magical powers, not the least of which is to toss people around with her gas, and transport people into board games which she likes to give a Dusk-ish twist to torment her victims.

Dusk likes to act very loving towards her victims, treating them like a boyfriend, whom she adores farting and sitting on.

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Moka, Mizore and Kurumu are super fat, and super gassy.

This RP would contain:

Butt Crush
Fart
BBW
Femdom
Forced Relationship
Trapped in underwear
Etc.

Let me know in the comments if you're interested.

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Anyone interested in some Tharja from Fire Emblem Role Play?

Giantess
Femdom
Farting
Bondage
Facesitting

If you're interested, note me and we can work out all the details.

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Thank you for the fave!
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It's a handy guide.
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H311LORD Featured By Owner Mar 18, 2016
Hey sup?
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H311LORD Featured By Owner Jan 29, 2016
rp?
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bobassface Featured By Owner Jan 29, 2016
Getting to it.
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H311LORD Featured By Owner Jan 29, 2016
ok
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simpsonsfan1011 Featured By Owner Jan 11, 2016  Student General Artist
Hi do you want to still continue our notes RP's
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bobassface Featured By Owner Jan 11, 2016
nah
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ChaosBrain Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2015
Did you loose track of our RP thread?
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