Bloated Rarity x Anon

A stuffed white Rarity drops back onto her bed; hoof on her growling belly.

You notice just how pudgy she looks today - must have been that "secret" trip to Hayburger last night.

As the cramped unicorn writhes around on her bed sheets, you advance to display some kind of attention or aid; but your help is dismissed with a weary whine.

You take a place next to Rarity, looking down into her contorted face.

Rather arbitrarily you decide to pat her bulbous tummy a couple of times, which induces a louder, deeper growl in response.

She moans louder; feeling something fill her lower gut and desperately holding shut her sphincter in an attempt to contain the foul beast.

You stroke down her gut, rubbing and kneading it a little and it's just too much.

With a sudden yelp and gasp Rarity's legs spread and you physically feel the mattress rumble as a deep, resounding sputter ejaculates from between her thighs; her silk-like tail rattling as she fumbles to clasp her buttocks together to keep the gas in.

Her ivory cheeks grow an alarming red, and she flaps her hooves to disperse the gas even a little.

She buries her face away from sight; incredibly embarrassed at her little release.

You comfort Rarity by softly palpating her belly and trying to stroke another rich pocket of gas towards her anus.

You are successful as she tries to cross her legs to hold back the barrage; but her feeble attempts are to no avail as an even louder eruption burns those tight cheeks.

This time, you decide to lean yourself to nuzzle into her groin, finally getting a strong whiff of her own brand; much like lethal boiled broccoli and concentrated stilton cheese.

Rarity blushes only harder as your senses examine that petite pony's rich produce and supple, tender flesh; your nose lining along her cotton thigh and taking eager sniffs all the while; tracing along and along until it meets her exposed taint, where it evokes a flustering giggle from the pallid pony.

As you feel a sensual shiver from Rarity your nose continues its hike southward until it finds that rancid cesspit of a plothole.

Your hands both join you to sensually rub around her cheeks, running along her chubby thighs before softly caressing along the sensitive edges of her maregina.

Rarity's orgasmic grunting only gets more intense at this sudden extreme sexual stimulation, and such a mass of crippling titillation causes her to loose any control she once had over the tightness of her anus, resulting in a thick, bassy volcanic cumulation of humid flatulence to spill out directly over your face.

Your stomach reels as you cough and splutter over the rather unexpected 'gift'; but pure, unadulterated sexual lust drives you forward.

In your sweaty, heated cave beneath Rarity's thighs you make the transition from nasal to oral; licking around the pony's hole.

There is a ripe, sharp taste which resonates as your tongue draws closer to her anal exit; her fleshy, lumpy sphincter harbouring a truly exotic flavour; though not one which deters you.

High above you hear Rarity moan again, breathing loud and heavy and involuntarily letting sharp little poofs of gas escape over your tongue every now and then.

Her gas does not taste as it smells, possessing a smell more akin to dry, festering feces.

As vile as the taste of her toasty expulsions are, you cannot possibly repulse from the highly arousing situation.

Taking one finger you slowly; softly stroke her plushy perenium; forming extreme carnal pleasures and another cloud of rancid smoke to savour in.

You feel Rarity physically buckle her hips, screaming out in muffled blurts as she bites her lip and shudders slowly.

You lap doggishly at her steaming, stinking, stale butthole and run your finger carefully up and over her clitoris. She moans deeply and squirts a slimy trail of her secretion over your head, panting loudly and opening up to empty her gasbag with a bubbly, crackling volley of sporadically wet and powerful farts.

You've never seen such length on a fart from a mare; but manage to swallow the tainted air as Rarity feels supreme relief, cocking a leg to force out the last traces of gas.

Once you take in your good share of your supplement, you raise up to plant a single, stinky kiss on Rarity's lips.