After a restless night, an hour of smelling stinky farts at point blank range and a light breakfast, Many was seated before Zeandra who looked as beautiful as yesterday. "Your first lesson is the basic technique on which all others will be based. It will also take the longest time to master, it will take time and experience, but once you get it, your training will begin in earnest," Zeandra said. "I understand, I will commit to this lesson with all my ability," Many said.
"Good. The first technique is breathing. You must take in the farts, for by allowing them access you will have control over them, you must willingly breathe them in, and expel the ill effects. To do this, you need to be one with the farts, you need to identify with gas. You will need to be exposed to many farts before you are able to do this, and discover what the ill effects are and how to expel them. It will be a difficult process, you may be tempted to give up, but if you persevere, you will come to do so in time. Everything else after will be to enhance this process. Once you are able to meditate undisturbed for the allotted time with the trainees, we will begin work on other things. Until then, during this time, I will work with you directly."
Zeandra walked over and squatted onto his face, wiggling her butt to get comfortable. "I will unleash only mild farts on you at first," she said. "Pppppphhhhhhhrrrrrrrrttttttt!" Many breathed in, and gagged immediately, it was a terrible fart he was being subjected to. He couldn't believe this was what she called mild, he nearly pulled his head away but managed to keep it in there. "That's good, just breathe it in," she said. "Ppppppprrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaaaaaappppppppppppp!" She continued farting, and Many continued breathing in the gas, trying not to be sick. It was not shaping up to be an easy day, when this ended he'd still have all the other farts of the day to go through. I really hope I survive this, Many thought as he breathed in the newest toxic blast.