Smelly Milana / Poo19 - Female fartings smell is my foods smell

As the evening wore on, Milana found herself growing increasingly hungry. It was well past dinner time, and her stomach was beginning to grumble loudly. She decided to go to the kitchen to see if anything could be found. However, as she entered the kitchen, she spotted Poo19 sitting on the counter, his eyes filled with anticipation.

Poo19 was one of the many slaves that served under Milana's rule. He had a particular fetish for female farts and shit, which was why Milana had assigned him to her personally. She knew that he would do anything to get a taste of her products.

"What are you doing here?" Milana asked, raising an eyebrow at the sight of Poo19 sitting on her counter.

"My Lady, I was wondering if perhaps you might allow me to taste your farts or even better, your shit?" Poo19 replied, bowing his head submissively.

Milana couldn't help but chuckle at Poo19's eagerness. She knew exactly what he wanted, and she was more than willing to oblige him. After all, it wasn't every day that she had a slave so dedicated to her posterior products.

"Very well, slave," Milana said, pulling down her pants and squatting over the kitchen sink. "But remember, your place is below me, and my farts and shit are sacred. Show me your devotion by worshiping them properly."

Without another word, Milana released a loud and pungent fart into the air. It was strong enough to make Poo19's eyes water, but he stayed put, taking in as much of the scent as possible. When the fart finally faded away, Milana turned to him, her face blank.

"What are you waiting for?" Milana asked impatiently. "My farts are your food; show me how hungry you are."

Poo19 didn't need to be told twice. He dove forward, pressing his face into Milana's groin area, inhaling deeply. The mix of sweat and fart gas was overwhelming, but to him, it was the greatest aphrodisiac in the world. He could feel his cock beginning to harden in anticipation of what was to come.

Milana couldn't help but let out a small giggle at Poo19's antics. "Good boy," she said, slapping his head affectionately. With that, she stood up and walked over to the toilet, pausing only to give Poo19 a view of her ass as she lowered herself onto the toilet seat.

Once she was seated comfortably, Milana let out another loud fart, this one much more potent than the last. The smell was so overpowering that even Poo19, who was used to it, had to cover his nose. But still, he couldn't resist the temptation. He dragged himself closer to the toilet, his nose practically buried in Milana's crotch.

"Drink it up, slave," Milana said, her voice barely above a whisper. "My farts are the only thing that will ever fill your stomach."

With trembling hands, Poo19 reached out and inserted his tongue into Milana's asshole. He could feel the warmth of her body against his tongue, and the taste of her farts on his lips. It was the greatest pleasure he had ever experienced, and he knew that he would never get enough of it.

Milana let out another loud fart, this one even more potent than the last. Poo19 didn't even flinch this time, he just kept swallowing and lapping up every last bit of her scent. When Milana finally pulled her body away from the toilet, Poo19 could feel a warm, unmistakable sensation in his gut.

"That's my good boy," Milana said, patting Poo19's head affectionately. "Now go and clean up this mess. We wouldn't want anyone else to be subjected to your overwhelming desire for my farts, would we?"

With a final bow, Poo19 stood up, ready to face whatever task Milana would assign him next. All he could think about was the next time he would be granted access to his Lady's sacred farts and shit. His cock throbbed with anticipation, and his stomach growled loudly, reminding him that he needed to find something else to eat. But for now, he would happily exist on the scent of Milana's ass.