Sara snuck to the mens' room door. She figured that the restroom would be empty, as not many men shopped at that store. Still, to be safe, she knocked. There was no reply, and she walked in. It was empty. She felt a bit guilty inside, and it wasn't right for her to be in the mens' room. She locked the door to the bathroom, something she couldn't do due to a broken lock in the ladies room. She was a little paranoid that someone might notice she was in there, but that gas bubble in her lower left abdomen begged to differ. She opened up the first stall and took a seat on the toilet. She found it easier to fart when she was sitting. She leaned forward slightly and pushed, but nothing happened. She could feel the gasses shifting inside her. She knew they were there. They just needed some persuasion. She tried again, pushing a little bit harded. She leaned to the side and pushed. She felt the bubble move a little, a good sign, but it wasn't working. She stood up and tried her initial approach, raising one leg and pushing hard. Nothing. She didn't know what was happening. She didn't have to poop, she only had gas. She eventually chocked it up to uneqsyness about being in the mens' room. The put her feet a good foot and a half away from the wall, put her hads on the wall and pushed for 3 seconds. This reaulted in a tiny "FFRRPT" which echoed along the walls. That wasn't even a fraction of what she had. She had one mire position to try. She sat in the middle of the restroom, outside of the stalls. She leaned back, and spread her legs while lifting up her feet, much like a common sexual position. She rubbed her gas filled tummy with her right hand, almost massaging it. She bit her lower lip, closed her eyes, and pushed. The most magnificient fart anyone ever experienced came tearing out of her butt. "FLFLFLFLFLFLFFLRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPTBRPPTBRBTBTTPRTBRPPTTPPRTRRRRRRRRUUUUUU UPPPPPPTTTTT" That fart lasted 17 straight seconds, a new record for Sara, and left a moist spot in her panties near her butthole. Almost instantly, that all too familiar curry stink floated its way around the room. Sara sat there, surrounded by the fumes of her bubbly, sexy fart. After about two minutes of letting the smell dissipate, she strolled out of the restroom unnoticed, and saw that the store had no customers in it. Omly the staff was there. Sara took this opportunity to...
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