After yet another noxious blast, Haruhi's skirt once more flutters down onto her rear as she giggles.
"So? In a talking mood yet?" she asked, knowing you'd have no answer. You were so desperate that you just start screaming at her that you'd say anything she wanted. Unfortunately, Haruhi's underwear was still gagging you. A point which she had decided to ignore as she made her demand.
"Still not talking, huh? Y'know, I'm starting to think you like this kinda stuff. Filthy pervert," she said. She grunted and squeezed her bowels as another burst of wind came from her butt, burning your eyes as it hit your face. Haruhi sighed contently.
"Well it seems we'll have to extend this little interrogation," she said, smugly breaking wind onto you again. You scream in desperation, but Haruhi ignores you and instead pinches your nose with her buns.
"Good night," she teased waving at you over her shoulder. With that, she unleashed a storm of farts on you, ensuring there would be nothing to breathe besides them. You struggle desperately against your restraints, but it's useless. Your unconscious within a minute.
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