Little Kitten is desperately job hunting when he gets a knock on his door. It's an old high school friend, Pastel, whom he hasn't seen in 10 years. She welcomes herself in and tells Kitten that she has something important to discuss about an exciting business opportunity! She describes it as one where you can earn what you want, be your own boss, and make money super fast. Quickly, Kitten realizes that she has come to rope him into a pyramid scheme and declines the offer. Pastel insists that he at least give the product a try and see what it's all about. She promises him that this is not just snake oil remedies, but a scientific breakthrough. Kitten is broke and needs the money so he reluctantly asks her for more information. She tells him to get on his knees and close his eyes. He just has to withhold judgment and accept this. She rips a loud and smelly fart in his face. He is shocked and disgusted, immediately asking her to leave, but she talks him into trying it one more time because he's got nothing to lose. She makes him sniff another, and tells him that it has rejuvenating properties. He feels more comfortable. She goes on to explain that she can produce an array of different effects with her farts, and each one is the product that Kitten will be selling to his downline. She gives him several other samples of wet stinky farts for treatments like stress, anxiety, weight loss, and more. During this process, she reveals her premium line of unfiltered fragrances by pulling down her pants and farting nude. She explains that these farts are best administered orally, instead of through the nose. Kitten is made to seal his lips around her asshole and swallow several nasty bombs. Toward the end, she asks Kitten about his thoughts and if he has any questions, as she moves onto the couch. Kitten asks how to find customers to sell to. She says "Just like for people just like yourself!" and admits that she thought Kitten would be a good fit because he's a virgin little bitch. Kitten then asks how to afford it. Pastel says it'll cost him about $300 for a week supply. Kitten will have to live on ramen or maybe even go into debt, but Pastel assures him that it's an amazing worthwhile business opportunity. She enthusiastically hugs him into between her boobs, belittling him with infantilizing language. She tells him to get his credit card ready while she goes downstairs to bring up his first box of supply. What a little simp!