Amanda Cosgrove's POV:
I knew how to make Draco feel better. I unclenched my buttocks and let a loud, abrupt fart rip out of my ass. It was so forceful that I thought it might create a new cut out in my pink, hot, sexy, holey dress. Draco looked up at me, tears filling his eyes.
"Good one, Amanda Cosgrove."
We both slowly leaned in, but right before our lips touched, we heard loud screaming. Probably from some stupid ass whore like Pansy Parkinson. She's a slut. Or, someone trying to escape the Great Hall.
"Never mind all that," I started, and we both slowly leaned in once more. "It's just the two of us now."
BUT AGAIN, we were interrupted. This time, by Professor McGonagall. I used to love that woman, but now, I despise her. How dare she interrupt me and the ferret of my dreams. I'll have my mother, Miranda Cosgrove, famous American actress and singer, get her fired. Being such a famous person, she could definitely do that.
"Malfoy, Professor Dumbledore requires you in his office. Immediately." McGonagall said calmly.
Draco looked at me, forlorn, and slowly stood up. The fabric of his pants rippled as he clenched his butt cheeks. They were so thick and juicy. There was even a small wet stain in the crack. The fart must've been a wet one, which is so super sexy and mega awesome hot. I just knew there was a bit of moist diarrhea in his tight white boxers. How I would love to slurp that shit up. Yummy.
Anyways, Draco followed McGonawhore out and to Dumbledore's office.
Draco's POV:
My thick buttocks clenched, I followed McGonagall to Dumbledore's office. I took small steps to make sure no more liquid shit poured out of my ass. It was actually painful, but I managed to hold in the explosive feces until we made it to the office.
"Go on in." McGonagall ordered.
I nodded and went into Dumbledore's office.
"Good evening, Draco." Dumbledore greeted as I entered.
"Good evening." I squeaked out, feeling a bit more liquid pour down my leg. It was actually kind of sticky this time. A new flavor?
"We need to talk about your... problem." Dumbledore started, putting a protective gas mask over his face. "Feel free to release at any time. This should protect me."
I nodded, letting a warm, juicy fart slip out.
"I'm concerned about you, Draco. Believe it or not, your grandfather actually had a similar problem when he was in school, but it never got this bad. You broke my spectacles! Not to mention the damage to the Great Hall."
"I'm sorry sir! But I just don't know how to control it."
"I know. That's why you are being sent to Saint Mungos to receive treatment."
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Draco Fart Face ~ D.M.
Narrativa StoricaPeople only have so many farts, how will you use yours? Draco Malfoy is a Slytherin sixth year student at Hogwarts. He's a seeker on the quidditch team, he has good grades, and he has friends. Amanda Cosgrove is a Hufflepuff. She falls deeply in lov...
