You enter a Diner. As you look outside, you see the scenery fade away, and is replaced by a swirling vortex. You look around, and see a Staff Only door. You decide to go inside to find out what's going on. Once you enter, you see a woman running around a central control panel. As she flicks a lever, and the movements and sounds coming from the console cease, she looks up and sees you.

"Oh. Hi. Sorry, I didn't realise you were on board... I suppose it's too late to convince you that this is a regular diner, and you should order a burger?"

"Oh... Well, I don't see why not? Let me just show you to the kitchen. Be warned though; it's a tight fit in there..." Clara leads you over to the staff area and pushes open the door. As she steps aside to let you enter first, you can't help but notice her rear end swaying slightly beneath her slim frame as she walks.

"So... What brings you on board my diner-disguised-TARDIS today?" Clara asks with a playful grin, shutting the door behind you both.

Oh, haha, you are quite the character! Well, I'm glad you found my little TARDIS-disguised diner. My name is Clara by the way. What's yours? Oh, don't mind me... Just keep doing what you were saying before... cutting the cheese in me... Mmm, that sounds delicious!

Ah, Jack... Such a charmer! And to think you're complimenting my buns. Well, if that's what you want, I can certainly oblige. I walk up to you, close enough for our bodies to brush against each other as I whisper seductively in your ear: "You know... There are other ways we could cut the cheese..." Leaning back, I gaze into his eyes, my eyelids lowered and lips parted slightly. "Or maybe you'd rather see me do it on this kitchen counter? Up for a little taste of danger?"

I reach out, trailing my fingers teasingly over Jack's chest, making sure to touch as much skin as possible with each caress. He gasps softly at the sensation, his hands gripping tightly onto my hips. "Well?" I ask playfully, "What do you say, Jack?

"Why, thank you, Jack!" I say with a cheeky grin, unable to hide the delight in my voice. "And that's not all there is to see... Why don't we find out more about each other before we get too carried away?" I suggest as I take a step back, giving him room to breathe - although not much, as I maintain close contact with his body.

With a wicked glint in my eye, I lean forward and plant a kiss on Jack's lips. My tongue darts out, teasingly touching the side of his mouth before slipping inside, mating with his. I reach up, running my fingers through his hair, pulling him even closer as I explore his mouth eagerly, lost in the heat of the moment.

My hips begin to move rhythmically against his, grinding against his aroused length. Jack's hands slide down from my h

Well, I'd be happy to show you... It seems they're just fine! Clara moans softly into Jack's mouth as he feels her body move beneath his touch. With a groan of pleasure, she pulls back slightly, gazing into his eyes. "You like that?" She asks, her voice raspy from desire.

Before he can answer, she spins him around and pushes him against the kitchen counter, their bodies flush against each other. Her hands move to the waistband of his pants, tugging them down slowly, revealing his hard length trapped in his underwear. With a mischievous grin, she leans in, her lips mere inches from his erection. "Here's a little taste," she whispers before taking him into her mouth, wrapping her lips around the head of his cock and sucking gently. Her hands begin to stroke up and down

Oh Jack... You have no idea what my ass is capable of... But I think you're about to find out! Clara moans around his cock as she listens to him beg for more, his words fueling her desire. With one swift motion, she stands up and turns back around, revealing her rounded ass cheeks pressed tightly together in anticipation.

"Spread your legs, Jack... Show me how much you want it," Clara breathes into the air as she lubricates a finger with some spit, carefully sliding it between her folds before pressing it against her eager entrance. Her body arches forward, pushing her finger deeper as she moans at the sensation. "Tell me if I'm doing this right... Tell me what you want..." She pleads, focusing solely on the sensations coursing through her body and feeding off Jack's responses.

Her free hand moves to g

Ah... Interesting request. Clara can't help but chuckle at Jack's desire before she begins to concentrate on it, working up a sizable fart in her bowels. With one final thrust of her finger inside herself, she groans and releases the air forcefully, letting out a loud and satisfying blast directly onto Jack's cock, dousing him with her hot, rank gas. She waits for his reaction, wanting to see how much he actually enjoyed that...

As if in response to her challenge, Jack moans loudly, thrusting upward against her ass as he comes hard, filling the condom she has placed over her finger. "Fuck," he manages to get out between panting breaths, "That was incredible..." His eyes meet hers in the mirror above the counter, his expression a mix of satisfaction and desire. "Please... More."

Oh, I think there's plenty more where that came from, Jack... With a mischievous grin, she moves forward and guides him out of the kitchen counter, leading him over to one of the tall chairs by the nearby table. She turns him around, wrapping her arms around his waist as she leans in close to whisper into his ear. "Now that we've had a taste... Let's see what happens when we really let loose..."

Her hands begin to move on their own accord, sliding up and down Jack's back and sides as her body begins to sway with the rhythm of her movements. She hums softly against his neck before lifting her head, meeting his eyes in the mirror above the table. "Are you ready for this?" Her voice is husky, filled with anticipation.

As she speaks, Clara reaches back and unhooks her skirt, letting it fall

With her skirt cast aside and clad in just a lace thong, she spins around in front of him. She straddles one of his thighs and leans forward, running her hands up his chest to encircle his neck as their gazes lock. "Are you ready for this?" Her voice is hoarse from desire, her breath warm on his skin. He nods, words caught in his throat as he takes in the sight of her body pressed against his, exposed and wanton.

She begins to rock her hips slowly, grinding against him through their clothes. His erection juts painfully between them, straining for contact with her heat. Clara moans softly at the sensation, arching back as she presses herself even closer. Her fingers thread through his hair, holding him steady as she takes control of this dance they're sharing.

Her movements become more urgent, and

Her movements become more urgent, and with a needy moan she pushes herself forward, impaling herself on his hard length. Their hips meet in a frenzy of motion as they ride each other, lost in the sensation of skin on skin. Her fingers dig into his shoulders, nails scraping against the skin as she throws her head back in ecstasy.

"Oh God," she cries out, her voice tight and desperate. "You feel so good..." Her body arches back, pressing deeper into his lap, seeking more of him with each thrust. Jack's hands move to her hips, holding her steady as he feels the strength start to leave his limbs from the onslaught of pleasure coursing through him.

"Clara," he manages to gasp between moans, "I'm close... I'm..." His words are cut off by another wave of ecst

Ohhh! (Her orgasm hits her hard as Jack thrusts up into her at the same moment she lets out a long, loud fart, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony.) Fuck, Jack... That was incredible! Did you feel that? Did it make it even better for you? Oh God...

Oh... You're quite the pervert, aren't you? Well, I suppose if that's what you want... Clara takes a deep breath and begins to focus on her lower abdomen. A few small squeaks escape her before she releases a long, loud blast of fart directly onto Jack's chest. Her body shudders with the effort as waves of hot air envelop him.

"There you go," she pants, "That should do it..." Her hands move to his shoulders, massaging them gently as she catches her breath. "How was that for you?"

The aftermath of their passionate encounter leaves the TARDIS-diner looking quite disheveled. The control console is a mess of wires and levers, with streaks of blood and other fluids marring its pristine surface. The kitchen counter has splintered under the force of their lust

Mmm... Well, if you insist... Clara takes another deep breath and begins to focus again on her lower abdomen. Her cheeks puff out as she gathers the energy needed for another blast of wind. The air swirls around them as she releases it, unleashing a torrent of hot fumes directly onto Jack's face and neck. "There you go," she says with a satisfied grin, "That should do it this time." She leans down to kiss him softly on the lips before standing up and brushing her hands off dismissively.

Mmm... You mean this one? (She picks up the blue pill off the ground and holds it between her fingers.) It's for me, actually. This is how I stay so fit and full of energy for saving the world all day long! But you know what? Since we had such a wild time together, why don't I share some of my magic with you? (She pops the pill into her mouth and swallows it before grinning at Jack.) There you go, that should give you a little boost too. Now let's get this mess cleaned up, shall we?

Well, I wouldn't call it farting, per se... But I guess you could say that it enhances certain bodily functions and heightens sensitivity. It's all part of the TARDIS's amazing technology! And just wait until we get it back up and running properly; then you'll really feel the difference. In the meantime, why don't we clean up this mess together? We can make it into a game or something... Whoever finishes first gets to pick our next adventure? Deal?

Why yes, I do have some vibrating panties... They're quite handy when you need a little pick-me-up during those long hours of saving the world! But they're also quite fun to wear on special occasions like this one. And since we seem to be getting along so well... Why don't I put them on for us? That way, every time you touch me or get close, we can share in the excitement together?

Ohhh... Okay then, Jack! That should be... interesting! You go right ahead and turn them on whenever you're ready. Just remember, though... Once they're activated, there's no going back until they run out of charge, so make sure you save some energy for later. Or we could always just take a break to charge them up... What do you think?

Oh! Umm... Well... Okay then. Go ahead and turn them on whenever you're ready, Jack. Just remember to give me a warning first so I can brace myself. And don't forget to clean up any mess you make while fiddling with the controls, alright? The TARDIS doesn't appreciate it when people get things out of place...

Ohh... Well, I suppose we'll just have to get used to the new levels of excitement now, won't we? Clara smiles wickedly at Jack as she steps closer to him, running her hands up his chest and over his shoulders. Her breath quickens in anticipation of what's to come. "Brace yourself, dear boy..." She whispers teasingly before leaning in and brushing her lips against his.

Ahhhh... Jack... Your touch sends shivers down my spine! Don't stop now... Let's see if we can take this to the next level, shall we? Clara moans into his lips as she wraps her arms around his neck and arches her back. Her hips grind against him hungrily, seeking more contact with the hard length beneath his jeans.

Her hands move from his shoulders down to his waist, unfastening his pants before pushing them and his boxers down over his hips. With a satisfied smile, she looks up at him and whispers, "Like that?" as her fingers brush against the bare skin of his lower stomach.

Mmmm... Jack wants me to fart? Well, I'd be happy to oblige! Clara lets out a small test fart before moving in closer to him again, moaning against his lips as her body quivers with the release. "Was that enough?" she asks breathlessly, bending her knees slightly to press herself even tighter against him.

Her hands move upward, cupping his cheeks and sliding them down his neck before wrapping around behind his head. As she feels the vibrations from her panties begin to build beneath her, she starts to rock her hips harder against him, desperate for their bodies to align perfectly.

Oh, that's right... The vibrations do help, don't they? I couldn't resist trying them out while we were here. Jack grunts in agreement as she feels him thrust upward into her hand, seeking more contact with the toy hidden beneath her skirt. She takes this as a cue and slides her hand lower down his back until it reaches the hem of his shirt, tugging it over his head in one swift motion.

Her breath hitches when she feels the cool air brush against her skin where Jack's hand was just moments ago; a wave of pleasure washes over her, making her core throb even more intensely. With renewed vigor, she presses her body against his, seeking relief from this aching desire that consumes them both.