The sun shined down through the morning dewdrops as Fairy Cookie was resting peacefully on a Lily. She was in the middle of a most wonderful dream when she was snatched up by her wings and held in the air.
 
"Hey Fairy!" It was Gumball Cookie, as enthusiastic as ever, "I got a question for you!"
 
Fairy pouted, "You know I was in the middle of a nap! But fine, what is it you wanted to know?"
 
"Well," Gumball said, "I heard a rumor that you're so pure and magical that you purify the air around you and make it fresh and clean. Is that true?"
 
Fairy smiled proudly, "Well I don't mean to brag, but I do! I make all the air around me into a delightful floral scent thanks to my purity and high nutritional content. It's pretty fantastic I know but--"
 
"Great!" Gumball said, then unzipped the front of his jumpsuit. "Because I need your help with something."
 
A thick cloud of man musk wafted out of the tight, sweaty confines of Gumball's jumpsuit and hit Fairy in the face like a wet towel. She gagged and gasped on his raw dude stink, instinctively trying to pull away from it. Gumball held her over the opening of his jumpsuit, right in front of his naked sweat soaked body, where the full brunt of his stench poured out into the air.
 
"W-wait, don't--" Fairy cried out, but it was too late.
 
Gumball let her go and she plummeted. She tried to flutter away, but the hot, moist air fuming from Gumball's body wet her wings and made them useless. She fell straight into the front of his jumpsuit where she landed with a disgustingly wet PLOP. Before she could try and scramble out, Gumball zipped up his jumpsuit completely trapping her in the airtight confines of his suit. Thanks to the tightness of the suit, she was pressed right up against his fat cock and balls, which were almost as big as she was. He grabbed her from the outside, pressing her into his musky package.
 
"Comfy in there?" He laughed, "Sorry, but I need you around the back."
 
Gumball pushed Fairy around from the outside, sliding her under his slimy taint wiping up all the grime underneath there with her face. She slid down under until she was wedged tightly between his cheeks, with her terrified little face pressed right up against his winking asshole. The stench was absolutely atrocious, and he hadn't even farted yet.
 
"Y'see I've been having a bit of a gas problem lately and it's really affecting my game. You don't mind being my fart muffler while I pick up chicks, do you?" Gumball said, then immediately followed it up with, "Of course you don't!"
 
Gumball sealed the deal by grunting and flexing his gut. His pucker winked in Fairy's face before blasting her with a
 
BLLLRRPPPT!
 
Wet, sticky gas erupted from his ass straight into Fairy's poor, unprepared face. She tried her hardest not to breathe in, but the stench was so thick that it saturated her very being. She was soaked through with Gumball's fart like a rag. Gumball, however, couldn't smell a thing.
 
"Amazing! It really works. Well it looks like I'm getting lucky, eh Fairy?" Gumball said, then squeaked out another fart into his poor little buttrag.
 
For what felt like an eternity, Fairy was trapped in Gumball's swampy asscrack as he ran from her meadow downtown. All the while he kept peppering her with rotten farts that kept her from ever adjusting to her horrid little prison. And despite there being absolutely no air circulation in the tight suit, she couldn't pass out because her little ability was filtering the farts out of the air and keeping it breathable (but still completely disgusting). Eventually Gumball reached his destination, but it was no less disgusting for his little captive when he stopped in that alleyway to talk to Mustard Cookie.
 
"Heeey Mustard!" Gumball said, "Remember last time we boinked?"
 
Mustard, who had been spray painting, sighed, "You mean when I gave you that BJ and you wouldn't stop farting? Not a great way to start this pick-up attempt by the way."
 
"No no, look!" Gumball turned and presented his butt, "I'm totally stink free!"
 
Mustard was unamused, but at the same time she didn't smell anything. She leaned in and gave his butt a sniff. Lilacs. She was almost impressed.
 
"Well, I can't believe it but I guess if you're not farting up a storm I could go for a quick bang. Keep the jumpsuit on though."
 
Mustard leaned against the wall she'd been spray panting and lifted her plaid skirt, revealing that she hadn't been wearing any panties. Gumball's dick sprung into action so quick it nearly tore the zipper on his jumpsuit, and he quickly mounted her from behind for a quick and sticky cookie fuck. He was on cloud nine while he drilled Mustard from behind, but Fairy was in considerably worse spirits.
 
She didn't think it was possible, but Gumball's ass got even nastier as he fucked. His musk was cranked up several degrees, and none of his raunchy butt funk was escaping since he kept his suit mostly closed as per Mustard's request. His sweat was coming out in such thick rivulets that Fairy was almost certain she'd drown in it if she could. And the gas. The gas kept blasting so ferociously that her magical air purification was struggling to keep up. But by some miracle it did, and she was the only one who had to experience Gumball's nasty ass while he got to nut deep in Mustard's cookie cunt
 
"Ffffuck yes!" Gumball said, finally loosing a sticky load into Mustard, "I needed this so bad."
 
"I can tell." Mustard said, nonplussed. She pulled her hips forward, dislodging his dick from inside her, "I gotta ask though, did you actually end up taking a shower or something?"
 
Gumball laughed, "Psshaw, no way! I'm just a genius! Fairy Cookie makes everything around her smell like flowers, so I stuffed her in my buttcrack! Pretty clever, huh?"
 
"...Actually that's pretty smart." Mustard said, "You mind if I borrow her? I ate some of grandma's wasabi chips and it's been giving me the spiciest sharts."
 
"Sure!"
 
Gumball reached behind him and felt around inside his suit, but the little fairy was nowhere to be found. That was when he suddenly noticed there was a bit more pressure in his lower body than usual. A pressure that farting didn't seem to relieve.
 
"Uhhh, I think she might've slipped up my--"
 
BLLLRRRPT
 
Mustard covered her nose, "Dude! Nasty! You know what I heard? I heard Fairy Cookie has a really high fiber content."
 
Gumball suddenly felt a sharp cramp in his gut, "O-oh jeez, I think you're right, I-I gotta run!"
 
Gumball sprinted down the alleyway, but despite his best efforts he was forced to squat down behind some trash cans and pass a sticky wad of fairy dust filled gum. It was embarrassing, sure, but he was more broken up about losing his brand new fart muffler. Especially now that his gas was worse than ever...