My sweet step-son has fallen ill! He's resting with a fever and feeling so awful. I want to take care of my sweet boy, so I tell him about my family's secret home remedy to cure any sickness: Dutch oven farts! My step-son is very scared. He doesn't want to be trapped inhaling extra stinky gas. But I tell him it's necessary if he wants to make a speedy recovery! I begin ripping deep bubbly farts into the boy's face and covering it up with his blankie. He struggles under the heavy fart seal. I comfort and support him through his stinky treatment. "It's going to be okay" "aww, sweetie, just let the farts all soak in". I explain that we'll need to do this everyday until the condition starts to improve. He begs for it to stop, but as his step-mother, I know best and he has to listen to my advice and do as he's told. Finally, when the dutch oven treatment is over, I make him twirl his tongue around inside step-mommy's asshole to make sure all the fart particles are gone. He needs them in his body for the fever to break. I sit on his face while he cleans up the aftermath step-mommy's messy farts. Nothing better than a home remedy!