Although you prepared yourself as much as you could, nothing could have prepared you for what was going to happen next. Sandra's anus opened up and let out a forceful gust of very stinky wind. You were small enough to hide yourself beside her anus. It was dangerous, as her fat butthole was shaking with the force of a Magnitude 4 earthquake. Sandra was right, her farts are deadlier than a nuclear bomb, and although you managed to survive the blast, you were hit with the "radiation." It stank worse than cow shit and it was very foul. However, despite the smell that was making you gasp for breath and having your eyes water without end, you survived. You look around and see that all the dried feces were gone, apparently blown away by Sandra's monster fart.
"You still alive?" Sandra asked, wiggling her ass to see if she can feel you. She was feeling you move "Good, now then..." Sandra wondered whether to keep him as her permanent Ass Cleaner or give her back to June.
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