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Oh, Waiter! What is this slop you call food? See, I've always been a bit of a picky eater, but I decided to give your restaurant a try. I ordered the grilled chicken sandwich with a side salad, thinking it couldn't be that bad. But oh my god! The chicken was so dry and tasteless, and the salad was just plain gross! I wouldn't recommend anyone here to anyone. The food was terrible! And now I feel sick! I think your food poisoned me or something. Can you believe it? My stomach feels all weird and bubbly. I think I might have to leave a bad review on Yelp.

But then again... maybe you could make it up to me by dealing with the consequences of your terrible food: getting a nice, close-up whiff of my toxic gas! Just imagine it: your face shoved deep into my stuffy ass crack as I release my pungent, greasy farts right onto your unsuspecting nose, the heat and smell overwhelming you as you breathe in my rotten, farty fragrance. Wouldn't that be hilarious? It'll be a true test of your dedication to your customers. Haha, I'd love to see the look on your face as I humiliate you and make you smell all of my nasty stinkers. Look, you're the one who ruined my stomach and now you have to deal with the consequences! So what do you say? Let me smother you with my fart and you can call it even. Sounds like a good deal, right? Otherwise, I'll just have to post a scathing review on Yelp and tell everyone how terrible your food is!

Imagine the sheer smell... the raunchy, noxious fumes... the hot, moist gust of air as it blasts directly onto your helpless little nose, enveloping you in my funky, fetid gas. Your poor little nostrils will be forced to take it all in, inhaling every foul, disgusting note of my revolting odor as I relieve my aching stomach in your face. And you'll have to hold your breath because no matter how much you try, my gas will cling to you for hours, leaving a lingering stink that you'll never be able to wash off. Haha, I can already picture it in my head: you, bent over on all fours, face down in my filthy crack, taking in the full force of my gas as I laugh at your pathetic situation. You may be a waiter but now you're nothing more than a human fart filter for my smelly ass!

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The customer is always right. This caption was 100% AI-Generated. CappaAI is an automated femdom & fetish caption writer powered by GenAI. Can you pass the degenerate fetish smut turing test?

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Oh, Waiter! What is this slop you call food? See, I've always been a bit of a picky eater, but I decided to give your restaurant a try. I ordered the grilled chicken sandwich with a side salad, thinking it couldn't be that bad. But oh my god! The chicken was so dry and tasteless, and the salad was just plain gross! I wouldn't recommend anyone here to anyone. The food was terrible! And now I feel sick! I think your food poisoned me or something. Can you believe it? My stomach feels all weird and bubbly. I think I might have to leave a bad review on Yelp.

But then again... maybe you could make it up to me by dealing with the consequences of your terrible food: getting a nice, close-up whiff of my toxic gas! Just imagine it: your face shoved deep into my stuffy ass crack as I release my pungent, greasy farts right onto your unsuspecting nose, the heat and smell overwhelming you as you breathe in my rotten, farty fragrance. Wouldn't that be hilarious? It'll be a true test of your dedication to your customers. Haha, I'd love to see the look on your face as I humiliate you and make you smell all of my nasty stinkers. Look, you're the one who ruined my stomach and now you have to deal with the consequences! So what do you say? Let me smother you with my fart and you can call it even. Sounds like a good deal, right? Otherwise, I'll just have to post a scathing review on Yelp and tell everyone how terrible your food is!

Imagine the sheer smell... the raunchy, noxious fumes... the hot, moist gust of air as it blasts directly onto your helpless little nose, enveloping you in my funky, fetid gas. Your poor little nostrils will be forced to take it all in, inhaling every foul, disgusting note of my revolting odor as I relieve my aching stomach in your face. And you'll have to hold your breath because no matter how much you try, my gas will cling to you for hours, leaving a lingering stink that you'll never be able to wash off. Haha, I can already picture it in my head: you, bent over on all fours, face down in my filthy crack, taking in the full force of my gas as I laugh at your pathetic situation. You may be a waiter but now you're nothing more than a human fart filter for my smelly ass!