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Chapter #4
Really, Jack?
by: Unknown
You’re quickly shoved into Jack’s left back pocket and the space is incredibly small. You are smacked dab right in front of his butt cheek and you can’t move at all. The smell emitting from his ass is absolutely terrible but you can endure it. That’s until he ripped out a righteous fart. “Hey, nerd! How bout a taste of a chili dog I had earlier? It’s straight off the grill!” “MPPPF!!” you yelped. PFFFFFFT! You began to gag as Jack pressed down harder in his seat, confining you to the smell of his fart. “Damn, Jack, that is brutal,” Chad said. “Eh, he deserved it. He was looking kinda hungry, anyway. I hoped it tasted good down there!” It was an intense smell of rotting meat and raw sewage, it was the worse thing you ever smelled.
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