Anonymous 04/12/13(Fri)00:57 No.9782 185 Replies: 229782797 File: 1365742627265 png-(340 KB, 1280x1524, Gilda sit.png) GI You know that's one of the reasons that griffons compete with ponies in my fart tiers: Diet. The meat in their meals lends their gas a much deeper tone. It's not quite as sharp as a ponies (Unless they're adding grilled onions to their roasts, in which case prepare your nostrils), but much more overwhelming It's also going to hang much longer. When you're sitting there on your computer, and Gilda is bored on the couch, she cuts a long, wet one and watches the look of disgust grow on your face as the stink settles in your nostrils and refuses to leave Replies: l 9780238>>9782797 Gee Coal 04/12/13(Fri)01:16 No.9782797 Replies: >>9783115 >29783339 File: 1365743786970.ipg-(58 KB, 1000x353, Sweet Gilda Butt.jpg) GI It's really your fault. You took her out to White Castle of all places. You let her order whatever she wants. The second she got the smell in her nostrils and heard that sizzling beef fat you knew it was gonna cost you. And you knew that it wasn't going to end at your wallet. Oh no, you were paying for that crave case in dollar bills and in olfactory Armageddon. You thought it was cute th e way she insisted on opening it up and eating some on the ride home Now she was laying on her belly, but facing you of course, and basking in the pressure she was putting on her gassy guts by laying on her stomach. She lazily licked her claw and toyed with a few soggy onion rings, nibbling on them and wondering if she really wanted to finish her third order of the sour things. The answer she came up with for herself was, of course, "Yes" and she scarfed down the last of the greasy veggies to add to her overstuffed stomach. Inside her griffon guts a storm was brewing. A roiling mixture of animal fat, oils, melted processed cheeses all refined into a vile gas the likes of which the world had never seen She smirked, knowing the horrors she was about to unleash upon your poor poor nasal passage Replies: 1 97 Gee Coal 04/12/13 (Fri)01:34 No.9783339 Replies: 97834639783839 File: 1365744840185 png-(208 KB, 800x695, Gilda Nylons.png) GI You, being the anon you were, had no idea how malicious Gilda could be, for no reason other than to watch you squirm. When the fates that be gifted you a griffon instead of your favorite pony you were disappointed sure, but it's better than a Tulpa. You knew she needed meat, she couldn't eat your crappy bachelor chow, so you decided you'd take her out to the cheapest place you could find and stuff her full of processed cow You thought it was a pretty big success, honestly. She was full. So full that she wasn't batting at your s--- or bugging you or calling you a dweeb and wishing she could leave. She complained about that l ot aroun e knew the rules, pone(or griff) can't leave house without anon And so whe day he ever fed her fast food. Pack evis t back at the anon who wouldn't even open the windows agnant apartment. A plan that would make him regret the imme sitting at your compute per t. A long, reverberating ripping sourn thought that Gilda was ripping your couch ou imme aroun own. Looking ping. Her w d back to your computer, had just laid your hands back to the rdle All with a slight able Whatever. You twinge of sulfur. Bird-lik "Gilda!" You c "H-------- was that you?" out of her rear. Her wi ou inging your n Anooon bs. Help rub out the gas! Replies: 1 9782797+>97 Gee Coal 04/12/13(Fri)01:37 No.9783463 Replies: 229785626 Replies: >l 9783339 >9785626 Gee Coal 04/12/13(Fri)01:50 No.9783839 Replies: 229784174 She rolled over to show you her overstuffed gut. Doing so caused her to push out another sputtering rip. This one was extra-heavy on the onions and still managed to keep that eggy flavor. Where the hell did she get eggs? You choke, go for the windows, but Gilda's whining stops you not even trying to look pained; just smirking at you li ing you, "C'mon dweeb." aw on her You had no idea why, but you felt compell hat bellv. Maybe it wa against a solid nose booping. You had to rub that belly You took a deep breath, scrunching your face at the lingering tones of spoiled, overseasoned beef that still hung around you in a cloud so thick that you could almost see it. You fell to your knees, she sat up so you could knee between her le nd get your hands on that fuzzy bird belly. You started kneading and were almost instantly "rewarded" with a ady stream of putrid, sickeningly warm gas that blew right ou could feel the heat throu gonizing whiffs of that heady s Gilda was beaming at t you forc e was space betwe on her egq ad in there, anon lack of Gilda buttpics disturbs me Gee Coal 04/12/13(Fri) lies m fumes Il there, before o that Gilda could down on it you foun r butt, but still bre able) but now you knew you h ad condemned vour Gild out more gas that dusted your face in hot, beefy fumes. You eagerly sniffed it up, even if it burned your sinu above you, nuzzling her plush ch forced "Wh-whoah!" She looked down at your limpl e while Gild bbing one of her pawpads around your dicktip. Even through the fabric our onions ou we a peppered your face with more about your impending orgasm, though. She "Hev Anon, don't down there, or I'll tell that ou ! Now someone that anon doesn't have

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Anonymous 04/12/13(Fri)00:57 No.9782 185 Replies: 229782797 File: 1365742627265 png-(340 KB, 1280x1524, Gilda sit.png) GI You know that's one of the reasons that griffons compete with ponies in my fart tiers: Diet. The meat in their meals lends their gas a much deeper tone. It's not quite as sharp as a ponies (Unless they're adding grilled onions to their roasts, in which case prepare your nostrils), but much more overwhelming It's also going to hang much longer. When you're sitting there on your computer, and Gilda is bored on the couch, she cuts a long, wet one and watches the look of disgust grow on your face as the stink settles in your nostrils and refuses to leave Replies: l 9780238>>9782797 Gee Coal 04/12/13(Fri)01:16 No.9782797 Replies: >>9783115 >29783339 File: 1365743786970.ipg-(58 KB, 1000x353, Sweet Gilda Butt.jpg) GI It's really your fault. You took her out to White Castle of all places. You let her order whatever she wants. The second she got the smell in her nostrils and heard that sizzling beef fat you knew it was gonna cost you. And you knew that it wasn't going to end at your wallet. Oh no, you were paying for that crave case in dollar bills and in olfactory Armageddon. You thought it was cute th e way she insisted on opening it up and eating some on the ride home Now she was laying on her belly, but facing you of course, and basking in the pressure she was putting on her gassy guts by laying on her stomach. She lazily licked her claw and toyed with a few soggy onion rings, nibbling on them and wondering if she really wanted to finish her third order of the sour things. The answer she came up with for herself was, of course, "Yes" and she scarfed down the last of the greasy veggies to add to her overstuffed stomach. Inside her griffon guts a storm was brewing. A roiling mixture of animal fat, oils, melted processed cheeses all refined into a vile gas the likes of which the world had never seen She smirked, knowing the horrors she was about to unleash upon your poor poor nasal passage Replies: 1 97 Gee Coal 04/12/13 (Fri)01:34 No.9783339 Replies: 97834639783839 File: 1365744840185 png-(208 KB, 800x695, Gilda Nylons.png) GI You, being the anon you were, had no idea how malicious Gilda could be, for no reason other than to watch you squirm. When the fates that be gifted you a griffon instead of your favorite pony you were disappointed sure, but it's better than a Tulpa. You knew she needed meat, she couldn't eat your crappy bachelor chow, so you decided you'd take her out to the cheapest place you could find and stuff her full of processed cow You thought it was a pretty big success, honestly. She was full. So full that she wasn't batting at your s--- or bugging you or calling you a dweeb and wishing she could leave. She complained about that l ot aroun e knew the rules, pone(or griff) can't leave house without anon And so whe day he ever fed her fast food. Pack evis t back at the anon who wouldn't even open the windows agnant apartment. A plan that would make him regret the imme sitting at your compute per t. A long, reverberating ripping sourn thought that Gilda was ripping your couch ou imme aroun own. Looking ping. Her w d back to your computer, had just laid your hands back to the rdle All with a slight able Whatever. You twinge of sulfur. Bird-lik "Gilda!" You c "H-------- was that you?" out of her rear. Her wi ou inging your n Anooon bs. Help rub out the gas! Replies: 1 9782797+>97 Gee Coal 04/12/13(Fri)01:37 No.9783463 Replies: 229785626 Replies: >l 9783339 >9785626 Gee Coal 04/12/13(Fri)01:50 No.9783839 Replies: 229784174 She rolled over to show you her overstuffed gut. Doing so caused her to push out another sputtering rip. This one was extra-heavy on the onions and still managed to keep that eggy flavor. Where the hell did she get eggs? You choke, go for the windows, but Gilda's whining stops you not even trying to look pained; just smirking at you li ing you, "C'mon dweeb." aw on her You had no idea why, but you felt compell hat bellv. Maybe it wa against a solid nose booping. You had to rub that belly You took a deep breath, scrunching your face at the lingering tones of spoiled, overseasoned beef that still hung around you in a cloud so thick that you could almost see it. You fell to your knees, she sat up so you could knee between her le nd get your hands on that fuzzy bird belly. You started kneading and were almost instantly "rewarded" with a ady stream of putrid, sickeningly warm gas that blew right ou could feel the heat throu gonizing whiffs of that heady s Gilda was beaming at t you forc e was space betwe on her egq ad in there, anon lack of Gilda buttpics disturbs me Gee Coal 04/12/13(Fri) lies m fumes Il there, before o that Gilda could down on it you foun r butt, but still bre able) but now you knew you h ad condemned vour Gild out more gas that dusted your face in hot, beefy fumes. You eagerly sniffed it up, even if it burned your sinu above you, nuzzling her plush ch forced "Wh-whoah!" She looked down at your limpl e while Gild bbing one of her pawpads around your dicktip. Even through the fabric our onions ou we a peppered your face with more about your impending orgasm, though. She "Hev Anon, don't down there, or I'll tell that ou ! Now someone that anon doesn't have

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