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Visage overwhelmed by an unexpected flatulence to their servant.
The expression on your face was sheer astonishment when they unexpectedly came across a potent flatulence. Little did they know that this muffled air would turn them into a servant of the nameless entity. The fart held a strange power that subjugated your existence.
Their face contorted in disgust as the unpleasant smell of the flatulence filled the air. They cried out in distress as they realized they had become captivated by this obnoxious fart. Each gas release was a painful reminder of their enslavement. Their countenance now bore the mark of a gas slave.
A look of
horror washed over their face as they became an involuntary victim of a forceful burst of wind. The subjugation caused by this fart was unexpected and overwhelming. Their countenance showed obvious manifestations of their service to the invisible entity within the fart. The flatulence turned them into a captive of its noxious embrace.
Their face exhibited a mix of disgust and awe as they submitted to the mastery of the flatulence. They struggled to conceal their humiliation, but their enslavement was written all over their countenance. The expulsion had transformed them into a subject of the unseen power, leaving them vulnerable and compliant. As a gas minion, their countenance betrayed the peculiar and undesired bond they had formed with such a notorious act.
Their astonished countenance reflected the spellbinding control of the gas that ensnared them. They couldn't hide their puzzlement as the fart exerted its authority over them. The flatulence transformed them into a obedient subject with a visage that exhibited their surrender. Their visage disclosed the undesired enslavement they had fallen into, becoming a slave to the gas.
Their look shifted from astonishment to dread as the gas established its control over them. They found themselves taken by surprise by the surprising enslavement caused by the fart. Their countenance demonstrated both their discomfort and their compelled yielding as they were transformed into a captive to the potent fart. The flatulence caused an indelible mark on their visage, forever stamping them as a flatulence servant.
Their initial expression of repulsion quickly transformed into absolute amazement as they realized they had become a servant to the potent fart. A mix of shame and wonder danced upon their face, unveiling the subjugation they now endured. Their visage gave away the surprising connection they formed with the wind, changing them into a servant of its unseen power. Every fart served as a reminder of their enslavement, engraved on their visage like a permanent mark.
Their countenance shifted from displeasure to astonishment as they discovered they were now a minion to the intense flatulence. A mixture of shame and captivation emerged on their face, exposing the undesired link they had formed with the gas. Their visage showed their helplessness as the gas expulsion had captivated them beyond their control. Each fart served as a agonizing reminder of their subjugation, making an indelible imprint on their countenance.

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