Tag Team Tooters

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     Olive stepped with confidence on her way to work. She only had one session for the day, and then she was off for the rest of the week. As she stepped into her plain white office and sat down, she grabbed her clipboard, her smile staggered.
     "Another gas treatment, how lovely," she muttered. Olive worked for an underground company that let whoever requested it's services come in for up to an hour and fufil their desires, sexual or not. Olive was regarded as the best worker for her high tolerance. If something got to her, she wouldn't show it, which earned her plenty of good reviews. Today's client only requested 10 minutes, which she was thankful for. Thankfully, Olive didn't have to wait long. The door opened to reveal two girls. Olive checked the clipboard again. That must've been the reason for such a high payment. Olive faked a smile and waved, only to be met with unrecognizable words. The ladies didn't speak a lick of English. The duo quickly realized Olive's failure to understand and simply introduced  themselves. Tay and Manuela. Olive let out a quiet sigh and stood up, motioning for them to lead her. Tay and Manuela walked over and sat Olive down again, patting her thighs and signaling for her to stay put, before promptly spinning around and placing thier butts in her face. Olive hardly flinched, as she was used to it. Tay and Manuela looked at each other before Tay bent further over and let out a damp rip in Olive's face. Manuela and Tay exchanged a few words before Tay made way for Manuela's ass. She wiggled and bounced her ass, farting seemingly on command. The two girls giggled, enjoying themselves. Though Olive was unfazed.
     Tay and Manuela were stunned, almost offended. Their gas usually got wild reactions, yet Olive gave none. Manuela and Tay muttered something and smiled maliciously. They were no longer there for fun. No. They were going to break Olive. They were determined to get a reaction out of her by the end of it. The two pressed their asses together side by side and stuck them right in Olive's face before both ripping equally smelly farts. Nothing. Tay nudged Manuela out of the way and gave Olive a barrage of wet farts, yet she stood her ground. Manuela bumped back in and released a blast of spoiled dairy stench, to little effect. Taking turns, then going at once, the duo filled the office with a horrendous stink, and yet Olive didn't budge.
     Finally, after six minutes of a non-stop scent assault, Olive's eyes began to water. Tay and Manuela cheered triumphantly as their tush trumpets blared a smelly and victorious tune. They won. Manuela stared up at the clock and whispered to Tay. They still had four minutes left. The two laughed and continued their attack on Olive's nose. By then, her eyes were watering non-stop as she help back a coughing fit. Tay and Manuela laughed, enjoying seeing Olive so helpless. As the ten-minute buzzer rang, signaling their time was up, Tay and Manuela cheered once more before leaving Olive's office. Once the duo was out the door, Olive broke into a coughing fit. Tears streamed down her face as she turned on the room's purge fan. They had somehow managed to break her, even after three years of her job. After she regathered herself, Olive promptly walked home, happy to enjoy the next four days off.

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