"Ah Fuck." Millie muttered under her breath. The pain in her stomach only grew with each passing minute that she held back the pent up gas brewing inside her. She sat amongst her co-workers in another one of Blitz's lame meetings. He was debriefing them on another mission where they had to murder some kid or something. The same shit as every other day. But, of course, it was just her luck that the food she ate on her last mission wasn't sitting well with her. She had stolen a couple of hotdogs from the vendor they killed. They were much better than anything they had in Hell, but damn were they hitting her hard. If only she had listened to one of Blitz's past meetings about the effects of human food on a demon's body.
 
 
 
 About halfway through Blitz's debriefing, the pain was too much. "I-I'm gonna run to the little imps room real quick." She quickly jumped up from her chair and ran off. "Aren't all imps little?" Loona remarked. Moxxie rolled his eyes and stood up. "I should make sure that she's fine." He akwardly walked off to find his partner. When he had left the room, Blitz yelled after him, "Good! I didn't need any of you anyway!" He proceeded to pull out his camera and follow after them.
 
 
 "Oh Lord.." Millie bit her lip as she busted through the bathroom door. She stood in front of the mirror, clenching her ass as hard as she could. Brrt! A low, bassy toot escaped the imp's butt. "Oh fuck no!" Sweat started to bead on her forehead. She put her hands on the back of her pants as she slowly made her way to a stall. As she entered the stall, she rushed to pull her pants down as quick as possible. When Millie's ass hit the toilet seat, a loud BRAAAPP! boomed and echoed into the toilet bowl. "Millie?" Millie's eyes shot open. "M-Mox?"
 
 
 "Are you okay? You're not sick, are you?" BRRAAAAAPP! "K-Kinda.." She giggled sheepishly. The overwhelming smell of her ass gas hit Mox's nostrils all at once. He started gagging on her butt stank, making Millie hide her head in her hands, despite the fact that he couldn't see her. "Okay, you can leave now.." She all but whispered. Mox tapped on the stall. "Hey, listen, I'm here for you. I want to make sure you're fine. Is that all it is? A little gas?" BBBBFFRT! "Y-Yeah, but I don't know about just 'a little'.." If she wasn't already red, her face would be now. "Let me in.." She was reluctant, but she decided to unlock the stall.
 
 
 Sniifff Mox inhaled Millie's gas. "You don't haff' ta act like you like it, ya know." Millie giggled. "I-I'm not acting. You never do this around me, b-but I think I like it.." Millie stared at him for a second before the biggest, goofiest smile stretched across her face. "Oh yeah? Well come an' get some, my kinky lil' demon!" She stood up and turned away from him, bending over. She pulled her ass cheeks apart, revealing her pucker, which was a darker red than the surrounding ass meat. "I've got more where that came from!" She was practically yelling at this point. Moxxie gulped and laughed nervously. "Woah, you're kinda getting ahead-" He was cutoff by Millie pulling his head and shoving it into her ass, as she let out a wet, nasty fart.
 
 
 The air was humid and practically a biohazard. Millie had forced Mox to the floor, as she was just getting started. She wiped her sweaty ass on his face, the musk and stink of it all only helping the now growing bulge between Mox's legs. "Oh? What's wrong hun?" She gave a small grunt and let out a torrent of silent gas into his nose, which was pressed directly to her asshole. He curled his fingers in ecstacy. He had hit nirvana in his wife's farts. Millie exhaled as her gas slipped out, now rubbing Moxxie's cock through his damp trousers with one of her hands. The pain was easing in her stomach, but it wasn't gone yet. The pungent air was melting Mox's brain, as Millie let out another quick, sloppy fart. The expulsions were making the bathroom too hot to handle for Millie. She took her shirt off, leaving only her bra to contain her sweaty tits. "Oh shit..Sorry for this one hun.." It fell on deaf ears, as Mox could barely hear her under her fat ass. Even though he didn't hear her, he would still feel, and smell, the consequences. BRRRAAAAPPPPFFFFTT It was as if Mox's face had just been hit with a hurricane of foul winds. Raunchy and sharps scents filled his head, making him to grab Millie's lovehandles. Millie gasped, then noticed the wet spot now appearing in her husband's pants. "Someone got a little excited, huh?" She stood up off of him and pulled her pants back up. She picked her shirt up and put it back on. Mox laid there, mind broken by her gas. Millie pulled him up and kissed him on the cheek. "Who's momma's little fart smeller~" She whispered in his ear and grabbing his dick. "M-Me~" He whispered, saying the only thing he could muster after the whole experience. Meanwhile, in the venting above, Blitz closed his camera and started to make his way out. "That'll get some views."
 
 
 The couple walked back into the meeting room, when it hit them all at once. A smell ten times worse than what they had just experienced. Dog farts. Loona sat where she was before they left, but she had no shorts on. She caught them staring at her and barked, "What? You're not the only one that ate something up there! I would avoid the corner though. Also, I hope Blitz didn't need the papers he left, because I feel like I needed them more than he did." They looked at her confused for a second, before the second wave hit Millie in the gut. She fell to the floor, clenching her stomach. After a moment, the smell hit Mox. It was different than before. "Did you just?.." Millie awkwardly laughed and nodded. "Good thing you weren't still back there..." She stood up after another minutes of splotches sounded off from her ass. She held her ass as she waddled off, her pants squishing as she walked.