Dawn of Arkesia - A Lost Ark Fart Story, CH.1 by lovedva89, literature
Literature
Dawn of Arkesia - A Lost Ark Fart Story, CH.1
(Proclaimer: Fart warning! This is a fanfiction read of the game Lost Ark, and has fetish elements of females farting. If you are not interested, press x and forget you even came here. If you are, please enjoy.) < Chapter One. Dawn of Arkesia > Another dawn has risen over the lands of Arkesia. Gleaming rays of early sunlight once again illuminate the icy mountains and valleys of Shushire, the boundless deserts of Arthetine, the majestic palaces of Vern, and the peaceful feuds of Luterra. The world is bathed in a glimmering new day, one which shall bring hope to all who walk upon it, blessed by Regulus, the divine god of light. But Arkesia does not share a long history like ours, nor is it a result of a string of astounding coincidences. In the beginning, there was only the void, a vast and empty space where no life could be found; neither good nor bad. But the first dawn rose over the emptiness, and with it came light, and the god of light Regulus bore himself from
The Angel's Gas Chamber (Overwatch Fart Story - 4) by lovedva89, literature
Literature
The Angel's Gas Chamber (Overwatch Fart Story - 4)
It took a while for Tracer to recover from Mercy's blasts. However, they are now again crawling through the vents as they got a mission to do: neutralize any facility that allows contact to Talon.
Mercy, who is receiving directions from Overwatch headquarters, is leading Tracer to the communications unit.
"I truly apologize for my outbursts Lena, especially since you were so close to my... behind,"
"Please don't blame yourself, it actually wasn't that bad!" replied Tracer, although her lungs still hurt a little.
Mercy was relieved to hear that, since she felt a new wave of gas brewing in her stomach. Still, relieving herself again now wou
Mercy vents pressure (Overwatch Fart Story - 3) by lovedva89, literature
Literature
Mercy vents pressure (Overwatch Fart Story - 3)
Finally, it was the day of the mission. Tracer and Mercy were approaching the newly located Talon base in the outskirts of London.
While flying the stealth jet, Tracer noticed that Mercy has been trembling for quite some time.
"Angela, this is just your first mission. It's okay to be nervous."
"Oh, thank you, Lena."
Tracer went on. "Besides, Commander Morrison specifically stated that our mission will be regarded as a success even if we fail taking out the base, only if we maintain our cover. No pressure!"
Mercy grinned weakly. "Th.. thanks, Lena. No pressure..."
Which was precisely what Mercy desired at this point. She wasn't trembling
Mercy's treatment (Overwatch Fart Story - 2) by lovedva89, literature
Literature
Mercy's treatment (Overwatch Fart Story - 2)
After parting with Tracer, Mercy was returning to her office.
Ever since the 'accident' in the conference room, Mercy has been holding in her gas for most of the day.
'Just a little more... hold it in...'
Finally, Mercy arrived at her office. She closed the door, held out her behind, and released.
BBBbbbbbbblllllllrrlrlrooooooooooooorrrrrrrrrrllllrlrlrllrlrpphpphfffffttttttt!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
'Oh my...'
Mercy's face was bright red. She tried wafting away the smell, but it was no use.
'Anyone who gets a whiff of this stench would need medical treatment...' she thought to herself.
She sat down and released several times. After a
Tracer Meets the Doctor (Overwatch Fart Story - 1) by lovedva89, literature
Literature
Tracer Meets the Doctor (Overwatch Fart Story - 1)
A field agent named Lena Oxton - also known as 'Tracer' - is sound asleep as the sun rises over Overwatch headquarters.
She's been assigned to a small team of operatives tasked with taking out an underground Talon cell in London. An important meeting concerning her task is in progress, but she's not even awake yet.
The door slams open by an angry officer. "Agent Oxton! You are supposed to be attending a meeting for your mission!"
Her eyes jolt open. "Sorry! I didn't know I overslept!"
The officer leaves, followed by Tracer who was trying to frantically equip her gear before arriving at the conference room.
***
"...and the first priority
That farting girl at work, Part 1 by lovedva89, literature
Literature
That farting girl at work, Part 1
Notice: This is my first try at writing a story based on.. you know... wind that's broken. This piece contains only farts, so click back if you're not interested! All of the names that appear in the story are randomly generated Korean names. (P.S. Sorry for disappearing for such a long time. Great thanks and appreciation to those who still follow me!!) Your name is Park Minjun, a male college graduate. You are a new employee in the company GH Hynix, top in the field of Bio Engineering. You are taking a bus, headed for your first day at work. *** Life in college has been exciting, in its own way. However, being employed to the company of your dreams is a whole new story. After studying hard until your final semester, You graduate with a high GPA and a bright future. You suppress your excitement, trying to calm down. 'Almost everyone in this bus are earnest workers, right?. There's no need to be nervous. Try to think of other things...' But to be honest, it was practically
Dawn of Arkesia - A Lost Ark Fart Story, CH.1 by lovedva89, literature
Literature
Dawn of Arkesia - A Lost Ark Fart Story, CH.1
(Proclaimer: Fart warning! This is a fanfiction read of the game Lost Ark, and has fetish elements of females farting. If you are not interested, press x and forget you even came here. If you are, please enjoy.) < Chapter One. Dawn of Arkesia > Another dawn has risen over the lands of Arkesia. Gleaming rays of early sunlight once again illuminate the icy mountains and valleys of Shushire, the boundless deserts of Arthetine, the majestic palaces of Vern, and the peaceful feuds of Luterra. The world is bathed in a glimmering new day, one which shall bring hope to all who walk upon it, blessed by Regulus, the divine god of light. But Arkesia does not share a long history like ours, nor is it a result of a string of astounding coincidences. In the beginning, there was only the void, a vast and empty space where no life could be found; neither good nor bad. But the first dawn rose over the emptiness, and with it came light, and the god of light Regulus bore himself from
The Angel's Gas Chamber (Overwatch Fart Story - 4) by lovedva89, literature
Literature
The Angel's Gas Chamber (Overwatch Fart Story - 4)
It took a while for Tracer to recover from Mercy's blasts. However, they are now again crawling through the vents as they got a mission to do: neutralize any facility that allows contact to Talon.
Mercy, who is receiving directions from Overwatch headquarters, is leading Tracer to the communications unit.
"I truly apologize for my outbursts Lena, especially since you were so close to my... behind,"
"Please don't blame yourself, it actually wasn't that bad!" replied Tracer, although her lungs still hurt a little.
Mercy was relieved to hear that, since she felt a new wave of gas brewing in her stomach. Still, relieving herself again now wou
Mercy vents pressure (Overwatch Fart Story - 3) by lovedva89, literature
Literature
Mercy vents pressure (Overwatch Fart Story - 3)
Finally, it was the day of the mission. Tracer and Mercy were approaching the newly located Talon base in the outskirts of London.
While flying the stealth jet, Tracer noticed that Mercy has been trembling for quite some time.
"Angela, this is just your first mission. It's okay to be nervous."
"Oh, thank you, Lena."
Tracer went on. "Besides, Commander Morrison specifically stated that our mission will be regarded as a success even if we fail taking out the base, only if we maintain our cover. No pressure!"
Mercy grinned weakly. "Th.. thanks, Lena. No pressure..."
Which was precisely what Mercy desired at this point. She wasn't trembling
Mercy's treatment (Overwatch Fart Story - 2) by lovedva89, literature
Literature
Mercy's treatment (Overwatch Fart Story - 2)
After parting with Tracer, Mercy was returning to her office.
Ever since the 'accident' in the conference room, Mercy has been holding in her gas for most of the day.
'Just a little more... hold it in...'
Finally, Mercy arrived at her office. She closed the door, held out her behind, and released.
BBBbbbbbbblllllllrrlrlrooooooooooooorrrrrrrrrrllllrlrlrllrlrpphpphfffffttttttt!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
'Oh my...'
Mercy's face was bright red. She tried wafting away the smell, but it was no use.
'Anyone who gets a whiff of this stench would need medical treatment...' she thought to herself.
She sat down and released several times. After a
Tracer Meets the Doctor (Overwatch Fart Story - 1) by lovedva89, literature
Literature
Tracer Meets the Doctor (Overwatch Fart Story - 1)
A field agent named Lena Oxton - also known as 'Tracer' - is sound asleep as the sun rises over Overwatch headquarters.
She's been assigned to a small team of operatives tasked with taking out an underground Talon cell in London. An important meeting concerning her task is in progress, but she's not even awake yet.
The door slams open by an angry officer. "Agent Oxton! You are supposed to be attending a meeting for your mission!"
Her eyes jolt open. "Sorry! I didn't know I overslept!"
The officer leaves, followed by Tracer who was trying to frantically equip her gear before arriving at the conference room.
***
"...and the first priority
That farting girl at work, Part 1 by lovedva89, literature
Literature
That farting girl at work, Part 1
Notice: This is my first try at writing a story based on.. you know... wind that's broken. This piece contains only farts, so click back if you're not interested! All of the names that appear in the story are randomly generated Korean names. (P.S. Sorry for disappearing for such a long time. Great thanks and appreciation to those who still follow me!!) Your name is Park Minjun, a male college graduate. You are a new employee in the company GH Hynix, top in the field of Bio Engineering. You are taking a bus, headed for your first day at work. *** Life in college has been exciting, in its own way. However, being employed to the company of your dreams is a whole new story. After studying hard until your final semester, You graduate with a high GPA and a bright future. You suppress your excitement, trying to calm down. 'Almost everyone in this bus are earnest workers, right?. There's no need to be nervous. Try to think of other things...' But to be honest, it was practically