The force of the fart blows off your feathers and also your skin so you're just a skeleton. Somehow, you are actually still alive. you transform from a bird skeleton to the skeleton of Alex Jones Infowars. You mumble something about gay frogs before you are possessed by the spirit of Loving Farts. Your Alex Jones Infowars skeleton rips open its ribs and encompasses Raven's form whole.
You can smell her fear farts. You can feel them vibrating against your old bones.
You are comforted by this.
You sit down with your mistress trapped inside of you, blasting off fear fart after fear fart. You cradle her delicately in your ribs as her ass threatens to blast you both into outer space.
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