Broke Delivery Boy Forced To Eat Goth's Nasty Pizza Farts (Patreon)

semi based on a true story hehe~ do with that what you will x i had a lot of fun writing this! let me know if you all also like the longer more in depth captions as much as i do!

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You were a broke virgin still living with your parents, you were forced to work as a delivery driver. 9 times out of 10 the money spent on gas was more than the money you would actually make from the order. You lived mostly off tips, but with the neighbourhood being full of hot rich girls who hated broke people, it was rare you got anything at all. One day as you were sitting in your parents basement, gooning to femdom porn. You got a notification saying there had been an order: 17 Spade Place, a fancy neighbourhood. You picked up the order and made your way towards the area, but you couldn't find it. After circling around for a while you had no choice but to call the number attatched to the order. "Hello? Who is this." the woman on the other end spoke firecly with authority, your voice trembled; "He-hello mi-miss- it's um your food I can't find 17 Spade Place-" she scoffs and calls you a moron before hanging up. You get out of your car and start checking each house one by one, you looked up at the biggest house and there it was: number 17. You could feel an evil aura surrounding the house, you shook with every step as you made your way to the door and rang the doorbell. A gorgeous goth woman answered the door, her platform boots many inches bigger than your shrimp, her skirt barely covering her thick thighs and panties and each one of her ass cheeks bigger than your head. She looked angry, pissed even, she rose her eyebrows and began cursing you out. "You fucking idiot! What took so long? Do you have any idea how long I've been waiting for my food to arrive? And you dare to fucking call me and ask for directions? Look at yourself, you fucking broke loser. Couldn't find a job so you had to be a delivery boy hmm haha" Her angry expression turned to that of both genuine hatred but also the stare of a pure sadist, the red glint in her eye like she was ready to put you through hell, and she was going to enjoy every moment of it. "I bet you live off tips isn't that right loser well how about I give you a tip that you will NEVER forget hahaha" She began laughing manically as she pushed you to the ground, straddling your face with her massive ass cheeks as the light of the living room began to fade into pure darkness. You could hear the crinkle of the bag, as she opened her food, the smell of pizza filled the room. "Omfg, SEE! My food is fucking cold now! Do you have any idea how hard of a job it is sitting on my fat ass all day doing nothing while losers online send me money. Now instead of sitting on my fat ass, I'm sitting on a broke delivery boy, haha this is priceless! You know... I'm lactose intolerent, all this cheesy pizza is going to make me real fucking gassy. Luckily rich people like me don't have to sniff up nasty rancid farts, that's for brokies haha~" BRRRRRRPTTTT she blasted her nasty pizza fart straight from her sweaty ass and onto your face, without any way of breathing you had to sniff it all up for her, but even then that did not leave her satisifed. "Are you stupid? Ugh typical broke boy, you are meant to EAT them not sniff them loser. This is the way the world works dumbass. Hot gorgeous girls like me with way too much money are ABOVE broke morons like you, you are beneath me, in this case LITERALLY BENEATH ME HAHAHA how does it fucking smell? Are you ready to eat my delicious pizza farts hm?" Was what she was saying correct...? It did make an awful lot of sense, hot girls do what they want and just command about slaves to do everything for them, it really did make sense. You listened to your new Goddess and opened your mouth awaiting a big juicy fart right down your throat- BRRRRPTTTT "Haha I could hear it go right down your throat, that's right bitch. Feel my disgusting greasy pizza fart make it's way down your throat, and into your lungs, as your lungs begin to fill up with my farts, you will begin to choke and gag. But instead of letting you breathe, I will just make you eat another fart, and another, and another. Until finally you either become the perfect fart filter, or die trying. What will it be broke boy"