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How to Fart like Me

Over the years that I have been doing this, many people have asked me how to fart like me. Now I never figured out how to fart on command (I’d still love to learn if someone wants to teach me), so I just learned what foods get me particularly gassy. So if I want to make a video, or fuck with someone, I’ll eat some of these foods. 

Oats, Dried Fruit, Cereal, Fiber Bars 

Fiber is what gives me the most gas, and most other foods just contribute to the smell. This may be different for you, as everyone’s stomach is different.

The main thing people forget when eating food to fart is:

a.) The food has to digest before the gas comes. I’ve found that this can take about 8 hours.

b.) Fibrous foods will also make you poop. So if you eat these foods, you’ll want to do it on an empty stomach. And you’ll want to void your bowels sometime before the gas starts to hit you (so within 8 hours after eating).

A classic gassy day for me starts the night before. I eat 1 fiber bar before I go to sleep. This will help me clear out my system when I wake up the next morning. Then I’ll eat another four fiber bars for breakfast, and by lunch time I’m ripping wild!

Let me know if you have any questions! And let me know if this helped!

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If anyone is Florida and would like to link up over farts/feet message me on my kik smokeyyjoee (18+)

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Orlando pls and thanks

Reblog if you want a boyfriend with a fart fetish!

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Someone asked about seeing my gas mask. Just found it in the drawer. I have a picture of one of the guys i met with ages ago wearing it. Anyone interested in seeing that? Re-blog/favorite this photo to let me know. Or how about I just strap it to your face and let you smell what I had for dinner?

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i don’t know how long He’s been up but He’s waiting for me in the kitchen when i shuffle in, eyes bleary and mouth dry.  He looks fully awake and alert, as though He’s been doing some deep thinking and is now ready to share some conclusion that He’s reached, something that involves me.  It’s a little unnerving given my current fatigue and state of mind.  i slowly make my way to the pot of coffee He’s made for me.  i know it’s for me because He’s very disciplined about His health and very attune to His body.  No caffeine. 

With each step i’m mindful of how difficult it’s going to be today to mask the pain from last night’s activities.  He watches as i pour myself a cup.  it’s hard for me to look at Him now in broad daylight.  i’m embarrassed and flustered about a great many things.  i’m not even sure i know myself anymore.  What must He think of me now? But He’s so devastatingly handsome in the soft glow of the morning light that i can’t help but steal a glance as i sip the strong, black coffee.  The memory of being pressed beneath that hard, hairy body, writhing against Him in His sweat makes me shiver a bit. 

He doesn’t seem concerned about my physical well being or the least bit remorseful about what He did to me, not that i expect Him to.  He clearly enjoyed Himself; the bruises on my arm and the soreness of my ass attest to that.  He acted exactly as an Alpha should.  And i got the privilege of being intimately familiar with His amazing body in the servile, self-deprecating way that gives a sub like me life and purpose. 

i gave Him everything i had and He took it, impressed and aroused by my sacrificial willingness to please Him. He seem to instinctively know that i was giving Him more than i normally would to a stranger - more than i was really comfortable with - and that it left me very vulnerable and exposed.  But like any one-night stand my expectations are low in the morning that i’ll ever see Him again.  After cumming as much as He did in me and on me His lust must finally be satiated and He’s probably ready to get me the hell out of His house.  Still, i’m taken aback by this simple gesture off kindness - this hot coffee in my hand - and i’m not sure how to behave so i stay quiet and wait.

“So.  What’s your name.”  Very unexpected.  i answer bashfully, realizing that i don’t know His either.  How could He know me as anything but “whore” after what i did last night?  He stares at me as i sip self consciously.  i feel like i’m being inspected and assessed but for what i don’t know.  

“I’ve left you a list of chores on the table.  I’d like you to do them and when you’re done you’ll call me on my cell for your next instruction.”  And then, after a brief pause, “I enjoyed you, last night.”

i don’t know what to say but i know what to do.  Setting down my cup, i go to Him and kneel in front of Him, my hands holding softly onto His calves.  He slides off the counter and stands.  i look up at Him and see the outline of His cock against His shorts; it’s starting to swell.  As if reading my mind He speaks.  “Not now.  You need to save your energy.  You’ve got a lot of work to do for me today - hard work - and I want and expect you to do an exceptional job.”

Despite my exhaustion i am terribly disappointed.  He sees it in my eyes as i beg Him, “May i … your pecs … please …Sir?”  He nods and i raise myself from the floor.  He stands motionless as i hungrily clasp my mouth around the mound of His hairy pec, sucking hungrily and lapping my tongue over His nipple.  He holds me by the back of the head and nurses me, moving me from one side to the other until the hair on His chest is wet and matted. 

Grabbing me by the back of the head with a handful of hair He pulls me up to His face.  i want to kiss Him but i don’t dare.  “You have potential but we’ve only just begun.  We’ll see how you do today.  Don’t disappoint me.  I have rather high hopes for you … boy.” 

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With rhythm and hip action like these two have I KNOW they are fantastic with fucking

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Reblog if I can anonymously leave you a sexually uncomfortable message.