Gamer Kobold

Standing outside the doorway, you decided with growing impatience to knock louder
>As much as you loved your girlfriend she rarely left the house, and she had a bad habit of burying herself in the basement with headphones
>Considering sending her an esoteric meme on your phone to get her attention, the door suddenly cracked open to let her kobold snout peek out
>She didn’t look very happy, but tilting her head up to see your face she lit up immediately
>”Yes! It’s you! I have a really big favor to ask!”
>Already bouncing in place with excitement, she had to stop and hold her stirred up stomach to groan
>”Okay so my streaming career really took off! I got a real promotion.”
>Eagerly she pulled out an emptied crate labeled “GAMER SNAXXX: EPIC PWNAGE PINEAPPLE”
>”I was really excited to show it off to chat, but it turns out chugging several smoothies made of protein powder and energy drinks wasn’t a good idea…”
>Wincing she wrapped her tail around her midsection as it growled loudly with something other than hunger
>”Ooooh, the ‘Battle-Ready Beef Jerky’ mixed in probably didn’t help.”
>Starting to realize the implications of what was stewing inside her, she leaned in desperately
>”I’ve had bubble guts the whole stream and I need to rip some major ass! But you know me, it’ll ruin the audio… and probably my mic…”
>Her distressed expression curled into a smug smile as she poked you with her tail
>”Buuuuut, I know you. And I know you might ‘volunteer’ to muffle this for me while I stream. So come on. Pleaaasssse?”
>Well aware of how she could tease you with her gas, you responded a little flustered
>”Want to sit in my lap or something?”
>She wiggled her hips anxiously as her overstuffed insides continued to loudly churn the offending mixture inside of her
>”Uh well not exactly… This is a bad time to get into it but they don’t know I have a REAL boyfriend. Simps don’t give big bits unless they think I’m single and I need to save up for the PS5…”
>Apologetically she chimed in
>”But I sometimes refer to you as my imaginary husbando! But uh, this isn’t the time to talk about that. I was hoping you could er… be my gamer chair tonight?”
>Shocked to hear one of your fantasies so blatantly offered, you immediately nodded yes
>”POGGERS! It feels like you’ll have your work cut out for you tonight. I dropped a mean one on the way to the door and I thought I was going to choke!”
>Trying to keep your hard on despite the poggers comment, you let her pull you eagerly into her NEET gamer domain
>Laying down with a pillow underneath your head, she wasted no time strapping on her headset and dropping her own scaly pillows on your face
>Immediately your senses were engulfed in heat and sweat… with the faintest linger of something far worse
>With a squelch her fat ass swallowed your head, making you realize she was completely bottomless under her oversized shirt
> “Perfect fit! I promise we can do something fun after this but I need to get going before I lose more viewers!”
>With only the ominous gurgling inside of her to listen to, you made out her voice through her plush posterior
>”Okay we’re back guys let me unpause the game.”
>Angling her ass to the side slightly, she grunted softly and unleashed the first sputtering solo just for your ears
>Immediately the wave of pure kobold indigestion flooded your airways like a dense smog, replacing any fresh air inside you with an ungodly combination of sour pineapple and beefy sulfur
>It was a challenge not to wretch as her reverberating asshole continued to force more tainted exhaust into your system, but the eye watering stench had your heart racing in the best way
>Once her first overwhelming release ended with a delicate airy squeak, she sighed deeply in satisfaction, as well as relief she wouldn’t have to smell that 8 second monster of flatulence
>”Aaah, but what was I doing? Oh wait, who subbed?!”
>Her excitement was mirrored by a shrill hiss of sweltering hot gas that burned it’s way through your nose hairs like fetid fire
>”What does it say here, ‘show kobold feet’?”
>Playfully she shouted into the mic
>”Never! Those are for my husbando’s eyes only!”
>Kicking her legs slowly, you felt her aforementioned toe talons brush against your legs
>Only to bump into the tent in your pants
>”Uh! You know it’s been fun guys but maybe we’ll wrap up this stream early…”
>Clattering away at her keyboard she elaborated
>”Okay let me just beat this level and we can…”
>Silence for a few seconds
>”What? I am NOT bad at this game!”
>Straining in poorly concealed anger, a trio of bubbly bass bombs roared against you forcefully enough to ripple her cheeks in the strangest kind of booty-powered face massage
>”What the hell? How did that kill me? I pressed the button damn it!”
>…
>Just like that your girlfriend would spend hours and countless farts trying to beat some of the easiest children puzzles known to man
>By the time she was done venting her frustrations directly into you, your mind was in a haze from huffing gallons of horrendous protein fumes as your only air source
>You only became aware of the world outside her ass and it’s pointblank geyser of gas when she lifted off you and shut off her PC
>Even if you were nearly comatose she was a livewire bursting with energy, dragging your much heavier body to her bed mere feet away like a sack of potatoes
>”I’m angry, still churning out more gas, and you still look conscious. Can you pound my explosive ass until I feel better?”
>MonkaS
>Feeling woozy you gave a thumbs-up and she pounced to pull down your pants