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Date: 8/29/2015, Categories: Fetish, Lesbian Sex, Sex Humor, Author: LittleMissFart, Rating: 88, Source: xHamster

the last time you farted for her?" Joy reassured and asked. Hannah looked towards Sam. "Yesterday evening, wasn't it? Sometime around 8 - quarter past 8." Hannah answered and looked back at Joy. "I see. So, Samantha, you're slightly overdue for another dose then." Joy proclaimed, pricking Sam's ears up. "Dose?" Hannah questioned. "Yes. A dose, or to put it bluntly, a sniff of a female fart. You see those addicted to bum-sniffing and face-farting need to regularly receive a daily intake of those scents or they'll start to degrade psychologically. Much in the same way someone addicted to heroin would degrade physically if they didn't receive a daily dose of that chemical." Joy explained. "You know, I think I made a mistake. I'm not ready to stop yet." Sam perked up to express her concerns. "It's not about stopping it completely. That would be impossible to do without dire consequences. You see, Samantha, you are addicted to bum-sniffing/face-farting because you were born with an ever so slightly different part of your brain from other people which makes you NEED to sniff women's bums and their farts to live. Without it, you would suffer terribly. So it's not about stopping yourself from ever 'sniffing' again, but it's about controlling the addiction and managing it at a safe level. Think of it as like someone with an addiction to food, you need to eat food to live so you can't stop it completely, but you can control it so that you receive the food, or in your case, bum scents ... and farts, in a safe way." Joy explained to her. "I - I don't know... I feel like I could control it. I don't know..." Sam nervously looked down at her feet, and anxiously scratched her arm. "But you can't, baby, I know you can't. You need this help. Please, take it." Hannah pleaded with her. "You're in the safest place possible. Honestly, I'll do all I can to help manage your condition." Joy also encouraged. "See? Please, don't turn your back on this help." Hannah continued to plead. "I... I don't know..." Sam shook her head. "Well, you're here now. We're going to help you, regardless." Joy told her. "How? You can't hold me against my will." Sam defied, and crossed her arms. "Look, we want to do this as best we can, and so it would be a lot better if you would be willing to cooperate and accept the fact you need this help I'm offering." Joy replied. Sam looked into the beautiful full brown eyes of Dr Blythe, almost studying them. "You need this help, don't you?" Joy asked her firmly. "I... Maybe, but I... Ok, yeah, I do." Sam admitted and sunk into her hard plastic seat. "That's the first step towards controlling your addiction." Joy grinned. She soon pulled out a clipboard with a form stuck on it. "If you would both like to sign your name on this please, so we can get Ms Jones here started onto the right path." Joy told them, and handed the girls the clipboard. "Hannah, you sign there as key witness, and Samantha, you sign there giving yourself over to this fine institution ...