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Visage overwhelmed by an unexpected flatulence to his minion.
The expression on her countenance was absolute astonishment when they abruptly encountered a potent flatulence. Unbeknownst to them that this silent gas would turn them into a slave of the unseen power. The fart held a bizarre power that subjugated their very being.
Their face contorted in revulsion as the unpleasant smell of the flatulence filled the air. They moaned in anguish as they realized they had become enslaved by this repugnant fart. Each wind expulsion was a painful reminder of their enslavement. Their visage now bore the stain of a gas peon.
A look of dismay washed over their visage as they became an involuntary recipient of a mighty explosion of air. The subjugation caused by this flatulence was unforeseen and perturbing. Their countenance showed clear manifestations of their enslavement to the mysterious force within the gas. The wind turned them into a slave of its noxious embrace.
Their face showed a mix of disgust and amazement as they submitted to the control of the gas. They struggled to hide their shame, but their captivity was written all over their visage. The expulsion had transformed them into a servant of the mysterious power, leaving them helpless and obedient. As a wind slave, their face revealed the peculiar and unwelcome connection they had established with such a notorious act.
Their astonished countenance reflected the captivating control of the flatulence that subjugated them. They were unable to hide their bewilderment as the wind exerted its authority over them. The flatulence transformed them into a submissive subject with a countenance that exhibited their submission. Their visage betrayed the unwelcome enslavement they had yielded into, becoming a slave to the flatulence.
Their expression changed from astonishment to terror as the gas established its dominance over them. They were taken aback by the surprising captivation caused by the flatulence. Their face showed both their discomfort and their hesitant surrender as they became a slave to the forceful wind. The gas explosion left an indelible mark on their countenance, forever branding them as a fart subordinate.
Their first countenance of repulsion swiftly turned into utter surprise as they discovered they had become a servant to the potent gas. A mix of shame and wonder played across their countenance, disclosing the captivation they now faced. Their countenance gave away the unexpected connection they shared with the wind, transforming them into a servant of its invisible power. Every gas release served as a reminder of their captivity, imprinted on their visage like a permanent scar.
Their look transformed from irritation to astonishment as they came to understand they were now a servant to the powerful flatulence. A mixture of shame and intrigue emerged on their countenance, revealing the undesired link they had formed with the gas. Their face displayed their helplessness as the flatulence had subjugated them beyond their control. Each gas release served as a painful reminder of their enslavement, leaving an indelible mark on their countenance.