Media Impact Customs - Sahrye in Smelly Revenge CL

Media Impact Customs - Sahrye in Smelly Revenge CL

As Sahrye walked into her home after a long day at yoga class, she sighed heavily, feeling the bulge in the back of her pants. She knew she needed to get these sweaty clothes off, but first, she needed to deal with the little stink that had been causing her so much trouble. "Katie, you little slave bitch," Sahrye said with a chuckle as she approached her helpless Barbie doll, "did you enjoy yourself in there?" Sahrye pulled the back of her pants away, revealing Katie stuck between her butt cheeks. She held Katie up to her face and laughed. "I've missed you so much, my little stinky friend." Katie's eyes widened in fear as she looked up at her captor. She couldn't believe this was happening to her - she had lost her yoga class because of Sahrye's stench, and now she was paying the price. "You see, Katie, I had to teach you a lesson," Sahrye explained, standing over Katie on the couch. "You kicked me out of your yoga class because I smelled so bad when I did my yoga, and it made the other students uncomfortable. That cost me business." She leaned in close, her breath wafting across Katie's face. "But don't worry, I don't take from anyone. I can shrink whoever I want at will using my powers, and I can do whatever I want with them." Katie felt a knot forming in her stomach as she realized there was no escape from this nightmare. She was trapped forever, living out Sahrye's sick fantasies. "Your only purpose now is pleasing me, your goddess, in the stinkiest ways imaginable," Sahrye continued. "And the best part is that you can't, no matter how badly you want to. The spell won't allow it. You'll be suffering with me forever, my little Katie Barbie." With that, Sahrye left Katie alone on the couch, contemplating the life of servitude and humiliation that lay ahead of her. Sahrye's smirk grew wider as she thought of all the disgusting things she could make Katie do to please her. She loved the power she held over the once-proud yoga instructor, knowing full well that there was nothing Katie could do to resist her. As Sahrye prepared for her next round of torture, she couldn't help but wonder if she should make Katie fart more often or focus on something else entirely. After all, Katie's stink was what had initially drawn Sahrye to her, but there were so many other ways to make the tiny doll suffer. Deciding on a combination of both, Sahrye sat down cross-legged on the floor and pulled Katie close. She placed a hand over Katie's mouth and nose, trapping her scent inside. "Now, let's see if you can handle this," she murmured before releasing Katie and stepping back. Within seconds, Katie's face contorted into a disgusted grimace as she was hit with the full force of Sahrye's stench. Tears streamed down her face, and she gagged violently, trying to escape the putrid air. "That's it, Katie," Sahrye purred, watching with delight as Katie writhed in agony. "Just keep taking it in. Breathe deep and enjoy your new life as my personal fart toy." And with that, Sahrye leaned back and let out a loud, wet fart that echoed throughout the room. Katie's eyes widened in horror as she watched Sahrye's butthole clench and release, filling the air with the most vile stench imaginable. She knew there was no escape from this torment, but she couldn't help but wish for it anyway. As Sahrye continued to make Katie suffer through an endless stream of farts and other disgusting acts, she couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of satisfaction. She had found her perfect little pet, and nothing would ever be the same again.