“I’ve worked with many different scientists, mysticists, and flat out charlatans to create this potion that when ingested will give Jackson the same physique, manners, and most importantly, flatulence that I have. It will create the perfect woman to run my corporation when I am gone,” Brandy explained ass he took a bottle of red liquid out form her desk drawer. “But I’ need your help to pull this off.”
“Absolutely,” Erika agreed, never one to disappoint her mentor and idol. “How can I help you?”
“I need you to drink half of it, before I give it to Jackson,” Brandi explained, and for the first time in the time she had know Brandy, Erika didn’t hear the normal commanding tone in her voice, but one of trepidation and fear.
“But why?” Erika asked confused.
Brandy sighed and let out a long baritone fart that immediately filled the room with a sour smell that matched her sour disposition about the whole affair. “Because part of the effectiveness is the subject must take it willingly, and if I am to ever get Jackson to drink a potion to make him a woman, then he has to feel there is some rival for the corporation, some rival for his…”
“…For his money,” Erika finished with a knowing nod. She looked at the liquid and back to Brandy. “So I take the potion, and change into a gassy woman like yourself and pretend to be a potential rival for Jackson money?”
“Essentially,” Brandy nodded.
“And I can never change back?”
“No.”
Erika looked her mentor dead in the eyes for a long few seconds. “I’ll do it,” Erika said with conviction.
“I’ll make sure you will be generously compensated,” Brandy told her young protégé, as she quickly poured half the potion into a cup for Erika.
Erika nodded but didn’t really care about the money. She loved Brandy like a daughter would a mother, and just wanted to help her be happy, and if that meant getting her lazy son to take over the company she was all for it. Erika took the potion she was handed and quickly downed it. She licked her lips and turned to Brandy, “How long…before…?”
Brandy didn’t have time to answer the unfinished question as Erika felt her body begin to thicken with a layer of blubber. The many mirrors in the office revealed she was plumping up, and her clothes were becoming tighter. She could see her body age to that of a sexy cougar’s, and a gurgling in her tummy made it known that a large amount of gas was growing inside her. It didn’t take long before Erika had become a thick cougar with a large chest and immense badonkadonk. She was still very lovely and many men would fall over themselves to be with her, but it was still strange to see the woman staring back at her in the mirror for the first time.
“Thank you so much Erika,” Brandy hugged her a she let loose with a juicy fart.
“Guess I’ll be doing that too,” Erika smiled.
“I guess you will,” Brandy laughed. “Well don’t be shy, show me what you can do!”
‘You mean fart!”
“Absolutely! Rip a fart between us girls!”
“Okay,” Erika said excited, excited to rip a fart like her mentor, rip a fart like the woman she had so long admired, rip a fart as the woman she would forever be from now on.
PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
RRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP
“Oh my God! I can’t stop farting!” Erika yelled panicked.
PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT
“Erika! What’s happening to you!” Brandy screamed as Erika continued to fart and to transform.
TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
“I don’t know! Brandy help!” Erika cried as her changes accelerated for as long as she farted.
HHHHHHHHHHTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPT
PTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPT!
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