“This is good enough,” You say to yourself, “I’ll eat it.” You grabbed all of the fish and ate it right then and there. After doing so, you looked around the area, seeing the whole pond and habitat that you slept next to.
“Wow! This place doesn’t look too half bad. Too bad, I’m already bored just looking at it.” You said. Then your stomach roared angered. Meaning that the fish, didn’t sit well. However, you weren’t to bothered, actually you were excited. Ogres tended to have no care for the environment and you were no different, you were responsible for filling your last home with a lot of dung and piss.
Now that your stomach is hurting, which you don’t mind, you quickly take off your panties. They were a gift from your mother, a red ogre named Dakko, so you didn’t want to ruin them. Looking over the lake, you enter it and start to wonder.
“I know that fish doesn’t settle down well in my family, but thought that it would take longer to digest the fish. I guess not. Speaking of,” you looked downwards to your fat gut and you’re equally fat ass, feeling a pressure from below while you do, “I have multiple ways to deal with this! I could have a time taking a dump in this pool, or should I say poolp, or I could go all out and burp, fart, piss and dump to my heart’s content. But I’ll have to chose fast,” as you think a 2 and a half long bubbly warning fart pushes out of your rear, you sniff it and you contently watch as green bubbles surface and pop, “my tummy is extremely sensitive and I have no way to know when it’ll force me to dump.”
You also don’t notice that when you entered the pond and farted, you killed a lot of fish and one ended up landing right on your gut. As you stare at the dead fish, you grab it and slip it between your butt. “Either way, this butt of mine will be roaring and the stench will be pleasant!” You say as you push a wet, SBD for 45 seconds and fan it away, knowing that it won’t help at all.
What will you do?