After a long 9-hour hike in these sweaty, wet hiking shorts, I've been holding in the nastiest, eggy, gut-bubbling farts just for my desperate little slave. I come home, plant my ass right on his face—shorts and all—and finally let go. The wet, disgusting bursts rip out one after another, filling his lungs with that ripe, stinky hiking ass smell he's been craving. Then I peel off the shorts for direct access and keep blasting him with raw, unfiltered farts straight from the source. He gets every last bit of my 9-hour buildup... no mercy, just pure stinky domination. Who else wants to be my fart slave after a long hike?