By: ZaneZuZu
It was just like any other day. You got up, had breakfast, and got ready for work. You weren't expecting much out of the ordinary...until you got called into your boss' office, of course. You hadn't taken more than two steps into the doors of the Tokyo Headquarters of the Public Safety Devil Hunters, when you were ordered up to the 6th floor. You stepped off the elevator, and approached a door near the end of the hall, where you knocked, and were beckoned in by a woman's voice. You opened the door to the sight of your boss, Makima, sitting behind her desk.
"You wanted to see me, ma'am?" You asked her, a bit timidly. "Yes" she replied, "I have a temporary reassignment for you." She informed you that a Hunter from Special Division 4 named Denji was out on leave, and his buddy needed to be temporarily partnered with someone trustworthy. That's where you came in. You were to be the temporary partner of this girl, who you were informed was a hotheaded, egotistical fiend. Before long, you heard loud footsteps approaching, before the door to Makima's office violently bursted open.
"HEY HEY HEY! GROVEL HUMAN, MY NAME'S POWER!"
The shrill voice came from the girl standing in the door way. She was wearing the standard Public Safety Devil Hunter uniform, albeit ruffled and half untucked, with a blue hoodie hanging off of her shoulders. She had fiery orange eyes, white fangs, strawberry blonde hair, and devil horns.
"Power? What kind of name is Power...?" You questioned. "A name only someone as cool, and strong as me can have! 'Tis clearly out of your human brain's ability to comprehend. Now are you just going to stand there? Let's go, I need to kill!" The fiend exclaimed. You looked over at Makima pleadingly, but she just gestured you in Power's direction. With a sigh, you nodded to your boss and walked out of the office with Power, accompanying her on her patrol route. As the two of you walked, things seemed very uneventful. "Human, what's your name?" Power eventually asked you. "That's on a need to know basis, and YOU don't need to know." Was all you replied with. A few minutes passed in silence, before Power turned to you and gave you a slight push. "Human, find me something to kill already!" She barked at you. You just scoffed and brushed her off. You now led the way, walking for another half-an-hour before coming upon a bench in a dark, hidden corner. Your feet were tired after all this walking, so you decided that a little rest wouldn't hurt. "Come, let's rest for a minute." You said to Power. As you turned to sit, something suddenly swept your feet out from under you. Your head landed with a rough THUMP on the bench seat. Suddenly, your vision was eclipsed as a dress pants clad butt came crashing down hard onto your face. The impact was painful, causing you to groan. Immediately you were enveloped in an atrocious scent, that of sweat and shit.
You heard Power laughing above you, and that's when you put two and two together. Power must've tripped you, then sat on your face. "Ahh, pathetic human, you are so useless! You make a better cushion than you do a Devil Hunter!" She punctuated this by rubbing her butt around on your face. Your immediate reaction was to reach for her butt and try to lift it off your face, but the strong girl merely grabbed your hands and pinned them off to the side. You groaned and tried shaking your head, but she merely ignored you. "How does it smell, human? Does it smell...POWERFUL? HA HA HA!" The fiend above you laughs, whether it be at your despair, or her own pun, you are unsure. As you continued to struggle, Power began to grow impatient. "Stop squirming, stupid! Cushion's are supposed to be comfortable!" Your struggles didn't cease. "Fine then." She says, before you felt her lean forward, cutting off your ability to breathe through your mouth. Left with only your nose as the only viable option, you were forced to sniff her vile scent directly. After the first breath, you had immediately gone into gagging fit, and tried to de-throne her from your face again. She just sat back harder, completely smothering you as she laughed at your predicament. "We'll see how you do without air for a while, then we'll try again and see if you behave this time, idiot!" Power said matter-of-factly.
For a good thirty seconds, you were able to sit in silence and only thought about the feeling of the filthy pants settling on your face, and the weight behind them. However, soon enough your lungs started to feel hollow, and soon they started to burn. You tried groaning to get Power's attention, but that wasn't working, and soon you started to feel light headed. That's when the panic really set in. You tried moving your hands, bucking, anything, but the fiend wouldn't yield. On the cusp of blacking out, Power's weight finally shifted enough for you to breathe through your nose. Just as you sucked in much needed air, a bassy sound erupted from the fiend's bowels, as she let out a sigh of relief from above. A foul stench of rotten meat and death was sucked into your nostrils. The heinous concoction brewed deep within the guts of the fiend was truly the worst thing you'd ever smelled in your life. You fell into an even greater gagging fit than before as your senses were violated with the scent. Power quickly sat back down, trapping your nose with her gas as the only air to breathe. You tried again to break from your prison, but it only served to use up a large portion of your oxygen. You had no choice but to breathe in the awful scent again.
As you inhaled the gas from point blank, your gags, muffled by Power's butt, reached her ears. "Uh uh uh, that won't do. Foolish human, I thought I made it clear. The more you complain, the less I allow you to breathe. Can't have you wasting the same oxygen I breathe, none of you humans deserve it..." With that, you remained trapped under the fiend, and finally used up all of your "air." Although the awful scent was now gone, you could no longer breathe. You tried not to panic, and just conserved what oxygen you had left in your lungs. It was going good for what felt like a while, but then your lungs started to seize up again. You tried to get Power's attention, but she continued to ignore you. Your struggles picked up, and you neared blacking out. On the very edge of unconsciousness, the butt of the fiend finally gave way, allowing you air through your nose again. You breathed in again, expecting a fart that never came. You somehow managed to suppress your desire to gag, and just focused on breathing, even if the awful scent of Power's butt tainted every breath. "See, isn't that better?" The fiend mocked. You just looked up at her, meeting her eyes over her shoulder, as you glared with anger. She just stuck her tongue out and winked, making a peace sign.
You had no idea what you did to deserve to put in this situation. You still remained as the seat cushion of Power thirty minutes later, your desperation growing every minute. Finally, Power spoke up. "Ok human, I'll make you a deal. If you let me fart in your mouth, I won't use you as my cushion anymore!" You hesitated for a moment. A fart to the nose was bad enough, so how bad would a fart to the mouth be? However, just one fart and you'd be free...
Sure enough, you reluctantly decided to accept the fiend's deal. She moved down your face, bringing her pants covered anus down to your, now open, mouth. You felt Power start to strain her muscles, as she turned her head and looked back at you with an evil grin. You began to question whether you made the right choice or not. Suddenly, a loud, wet eruption can be heard echoing in your mouth, as you start to cough on the hot wind forcing itself onto your tastebuds, and down your throat. To your horror, it kept going, lasting around ten seconds. The taste, as you feared, was so much worse than the smell. You coughed and gagged, as Power broke into a laughing fit above you. She remained seated for a solid minute, before she finally got off your face. After taking a moment to regain your strength, you stood up ready to confront the fiend, but immediately you felt light headed, and faded out of consciousness.
You awoke to find yourself being squeezed by something on both sides. You opened your eyes and began yo take in your surroundings. You gasped; straight ahead, you looked at the face of the fiend who had previously been using you as a cushion, only now it was MUCH bigger. "Wakey wakey, puny human" the giantess teased. "Power...what happened?" You asked, confused and scared. "I shrunk you, idiot. Duh!" She replied.
"What...? H-How?!" You asked. "Well you humans aren't the ONLY ones to make deals with other devils. I have my connections." She answered. "Why?!" Was the only question on your mind. "Because," she said, "I wanted a new plaything!" You replied with, "but, you said you'd let me go!" "No", she replied, "I said I would stop using you as my cushion. I didn't say I'd stop using you entirely!" She let out a laugh as you looked at her in fear. Before you could say anything else, Power brought you around her back, and pulled open her waistband. All you could do was scream as the giantess dropped you from her fingers, and into the smelly abyss of her butt. You landed at the bottom of her panties, and soon found yourself shooting deep into her ass crack as she let them snap back into place. Your face was immediately met with a wet, greasy surface that felt wrinkly in texture. It smelled awful, like pure shit. You knew immediately what it was. You tried not to vomit as you were forced to breathe in the scent of her giant anus from point blank. Soon you were ground between her titanic cheeks as Power began to walk. You felt her greasy anus rubbing on your face, as it smeared its scent all over you.
After losing track of time, you remained clueless to anything going on outside. It felt like it had been days, but must've only been hours. Suddenly, you felt the orifice in front of you twitching to life. You didn't have time to prepare, before you were violently assaulted by a wet fart exploding out of the anus you were pinned against. It deafened you temporarily, as you were forced to choke on the shitty smell, with the moist particles sticking to your skin. You began to struggle, but unbeknownst to you, you were merely providing the girl with a pleasurable feeling.
As the scent finally started to somewhat dissipate, you were left with enough room to think, and you were struck with the dreaded realization that you were probably going to be here a long time...