Loki smirked at Max’s newfound dumbness and watched as the fat Viking continued squishing his big butt around and giggling like an idiot. As Max released another big fart, he giggled, “Boy, me sure am stinky today! Hurr-hurr.” He farted right into the palm of his hand, then brought it to his nose, and took a deep whiff, smiling in pleasure.
Loki got a brilliant idea from watching to dumb Viking, “Now boy,” He said, grinning mischievously, “How would like to become super stinky?” Max’s unintelligent eyes suddenly lit up and he nodded excitedly. “M-Me wan’ become the stinkiest toot-toot butt ever!” Loki smiled at his new slave’s enthusiasm, “Then, I shall make it so whenever you move, or your butt squishes, you fart! How does that sound?”
Max seemed to dumb to fully understand, but nodded excitedly, “Me wan’ more toot-toot boss!” Loki waved his hands. Suddenly a strange sensation came over Max. A funny, tickling feeling he couldn’t help but giggle at as it moved through his body, concentrating into his gut and his very large butt. As the tickling subsided, Max scratched his big belly. “Well, did it work?” Loki asked.
Max seemed at bit confused. He opened his mouth to speak, “Dunno boss…” He moved his hand behind him and squeezed his ass, and then suddenly there was a loud BLRRRT from behind him. Max’s face lit up in happiness. He moved his other hand and squeezed. PHLLRBT! Max howled with laughter as he kept squeezing his butt, loud, smelly toots escaping each time he did. “Duuuuhhhh, toots is funny!” He laughed as he continued to play with his butt.
Max took his hands off and shook his ass around, watching it jiggle from behind him, and most importantly, let out a long, continuous FAAAARRT as he wiggled. He laughed and took a few dumb, lumbering steps forward, a loud fart being released each time. He couldn’t stop giggling. The air around him stunk with farts. Loki just smiled at his new slave’s dumb bliss. BLRRT! PHLLLRT! BLART! FRRRRT!
Max couldn’t be happier with the arrangement. He couldn’t stop farting, even if he wanted to. “Me! Me soooooopeer toot-toot butt, boss!” He grabbed his butt and bounced it, letting out another big fart. “Now, what do good Viking slaves say?” Loki grinned. Max thought about it, still playing with his butt and still farting non-stop because of it. “Oh! Me-me knows! Tank’ you boss!” He smiled as he ran up to Loki, letting out as barrage of toots as he came over and hugged him with his flabby, farty body. Loki buried his face in Max’s thick, hairy chest, chuckling himself as the action caused Max to release another smelly BLART!