You wake up with your face in a dark, damp, stinky place. Suddenly you hear a voice, “oh hey, your awake.” She says matter of factly. “I’m sure you’re wondering where you are. Basically, I tied your face deep in my buttcrack, you’re now my new fart filter, don’t try to resist, or speak for that matter, you are an object, an attachment to swallow my farts now.”