This choice: Sarah wants to know why Brian is a gassy older woman • Go Back...Chapter #4Why Are You A Woman, And Why Do You Smell So Bad? by: TheNewJaxson   Brian opened the door, and saw Sarah standing there in a tasteful pink sweater, and black pleated skirt that fell just below the knees. She had on a set of black tasteful pumps with a 3-inch heel, and black sunglasses with black frames. Brian smiled wide flashing his pearly white teeth. Sarah just looked confused. "Hi, uh, is Brian here?" Sarah asked as she tried to look past him and into the house.
"What are you talking about, silly? It' me! Brian!" Brian told her cocking one hip to the side and putting the gloved hand holding his clutch on it. He let out a loud, but short fart, and Sarah just crinkled her nose at him.
"Uh, I don't think so. For starters, Brian isn't a woman with gas. And for another, he's only about 30-years-old."
Brian quickly took his sunglasses off, and stared at Sarah in amazement. "Wait. You remember? You remember the old me?"
"I'm sorry. What are you talking about?"
Brian grabbed Sara's hand and pulled her inside, "Come with me."
"Hey! Get your hands of me! Where's Brian?"
"Sarah! I. Am. Brian."
"What are you talking about lady?"
"Sarah, it's me. It's Brian. Remember when you cried on my shoulder about George when he left you? You ate ice cream all night, and we drove by his house at 2 in the morning. I complained the whole time."
"OMG! Brian is that really you?"
Brian straightened up thrusting out his HH cups, and smiled knowingly at her. "You bet your ass it is!" Sarah just stared dumbstruck. "Come sit with me in the living room. I'll explain everything."
Brian led Sarah to the living room and motioned for her to sit in a chair across from the couch. "I'll be right back," he called over his shoulder as he left for the kitchen. Soon he came back with a tray of martinis, six in total. He set them down on the coffee table between the couch and the chair. He offered her one but she turned it down, confused by the situation. Brian shrugged his shoulders making his massive juggs jiggle, and settled onto the couch crossing his legs, loving how plush his large ass made the couch feel. He smiled at the feeling and took a martini and began to sip it. "Well it all started..." Brian began before tilting his head to the side and scrunching his face. He uncrossed his legs and let a fart, born deep in his bowels billow forth into the world, bringing with it a foul smell and deep bass sound.
PPPPHHHHHHRRRRRTTTTTTHHHHH!
Brian recrossed his legs and began again, leaving a bewildered look on Sarah's face as he fanned the fumes from himself. "Like I was saying..."
"What was that?" Sarah asked completely in awe about how Brian can be so casual about farting like that. "That's the second time you farted since I've gotten here!"
"What? The farts?"
"Yes the farts! You stink!"
"Oh be quiet," Brian smiled at her and waved her off. "They're the best thing ever. They reverberate between my giant ass cheeks, and stimulate my vagina. It's like blowing out an orgasm from my Badonkadonk every few minutes! More if I have mexican!"
Sarah just stared ahead of her not really looking at anything, "Okay. But why are you a woman?"
"That,"
FFFFFRRRRTTTTTTT!
"Is a long story."
It took Brian over an hour to finish telling Sarah what happened. The whole time he was sipping his martini's getting progressively more and more drunk. Sarah did her best to pay attention, and even stopped doing any more than fanning her nose when Brian would let loose a gaseous expulsion of almost horrific magnitudes. "So you're happy as a fat, older, woman, who farts a lot?" Sarah asked with disbelief of the situation in her voice.
"Hell yeah! Sarah, you have no idea how thorough that gypsy was! This is really my fondest dream come true. I mean look at these," Brian grabbed his bosom and gave them a bounce, "and this!" Brian then drummed his large pregnant looking stomach, causing him to let out a bunch of short rapid fire farts.
Brat! Brat! Brat! Brat! Brat! Brat! Brat!
"I mean I'm in a state of perpetual arousal; horny as I am gassy you know; and I love it!"
"I don't think I've ever seen you like this. You were always so quiet and reserved."
"Part of my fantasy was to be obnoxious and outgoing! My personality has been tweaked to make me more like that!"
"So what do you want to do then?" Sarah asked the drunk and horny Brian.
Brian put on his sunglasses and primped his bouffant. "I want to find a man!"
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