Steph reached out for her phone, again, and dialed Jenny’s number. The giant trashy farter, who looked like she carved out of chocolate, nervously chewed her lip as her phone rang. After long seconds she heard a click followed by a “Yello?”
“Jenny?”
“Hey, how’s my favorite farting cousin today?” Jenny asked stunning Steph, who couldn’t help but rip a loud and smelly one.
“Cousin?”
“Uh, yeah!” Steph could practically hear Jenny’s eyes roll, “unless all of a sudden your parents didn’t use my Aunt Fanny’s egg to conceive you?”
“oh my gosh,” Steph whispered as she looked over to the mirror. That totally explained why she a black version of Fanny now. “That makes so much sense!” she farted into her hand and gave it a whiff like sniffing a fine wine.
“What makes so much sense?” Jenny asked confused.
“Nothing, nothing,” Steph quickly changed the subject. “So what do you want to do toady?”
“Sniff your farts?”
Now it was Steph’s turn to roll her eyes. “Besides that?”
“Sniff Fanny’s farts?” Steph was stunned silent for a moment. That was something that hadn’t occurred to her. She and Jenny used to hang out, and let’s say appreciate, Fanny’s farts. Now that she was a cross between her old self, and Fanny did she still do that? And did fanny ever want to smell her farts? The next few days were going to be weird, adjusting to the new life that was hers to discover. “Hey gassie lassie! You still there?”
“Yeah, yeah I’m still here? Steph shook herself back to reality. “So you want to pick me up or should I pick you up?”
“You pick me up! You know I love to ride around in that huge monster truck of your!”
Steph looked put the window and saw a van parked in the driveway that had a kit attached that lifted it up and put it on huge oversized wheels. She knew it was hers, because on the side was a photorealistic, airbrushed portrait of Steph’s ass in a pair of tight, tight spandex pants with a fart billowing out from between those massive cheeks of hers. “You’re right,” her mouth curled into a smile, “I’ll come get you! And then maybe we’ll see Fanny!”
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