Janine was not what one would call classically beautiful, by any stretch of the imagination. Today she walked down the street to the bar is white sneakers on her averaged size feet, and above those on her legs, whose thighs were wider around than a small beach bal and tapered to impossibly thin ankles, she wore a pair of shiny black spandex leggings. She hardly ever bothered with pants or skirts, finding leggings so much easier to slip on. She had a very big butt, that was kind of dumpy to be honest, and a large spare tire encircled her waist. Her breasts were huge, a large F cup and forever cast her big belly in shadow. Her bras were reinforced and custom ordered, as gravity had robbed her tits of their perkiness years ago. She wore a green short sleeve shirt, which did little to hide her rolls, or deemphasize her tits. Over her shirts she wore a black shrug, that clung to her meaty upper arms.
Her hair was a dull orange, not even a vibrant red that attracted men’s eyes. She had chubby cheeks, and a slight double chin, and wore little make up if even that. She was average in looks, and most women would scoff at her ability to attract men. But most women would be absolutely dumbfounded by what Janine could really do in a social setting.
Despite her extra gassy butt, her diet was atrocious and something she simply shrugged at, Janine had slept with more men than some professional escorts. Men flocked to her, despite the lack of effort she put into her appearance. She often spoke crudely not really caring as no man ever was put off by it. Women were struck speechless as this plain Jane of a woman effortlessly called all attention to herself, and made every male forget about every other woman but her. Despite everything saying otherwise, Janine was drop dead sexy, and cocks became hard in her overwhelming presence. Janine didn’t know why men loved her so much, and she didn’t care as long a she never went to bed lonely.
Janine’s secret was pheromones. Her godmother had actually been a fairy, and when she was a baby she had blessed Janine with the gift of raw attraction, resulting in her exuding strong pheromones that men couldn’t resist. Her farts just spread them around quicker.
Janine lumbered into the local bar, and plopped gracelessly down on a stool. There were a few truly beautiful girls in the bar chatting it up with some younger men. The girls were probably just home for college for some sort of break, but Janine had to admit they were almost model beautiful. She ordered her drink form a bartender who refused to let her pay and she sat back with her frosty beer. She raised it to her lips and took a swig, while letting a fart ring out in the bar. Heads turned at the smell wafted around, all looking for the source. The college women sucked their teeth at her, but men let their jaws hit he floor. Before the college women knew what happened Janine was surrounded three deep by a circle of men, all pushing and shoving for her attention. Janine had been in this position so many times, that she found it more annoying then anything else. She would get some free drinks and then take one home to pleasure her while she did none of the work.
As each one of the potential love interests pleaded their cases, and tore their competitors down, Janine noticed a fat dumpy girl in the corner. She looked nervous, and from the way she occasionally raised her leg form her chair, Janine could tell she was gassy too. She raised a hand to silence her throng, and they did so immediately, “Wait here,” she instructed them as she walked over to the girl who had piqued her interest.
The girl eyed Janine nervously as she walked up to her. Janine sat down and sighed right before she farted again. Turning to her, she introduced herself, “I’m Janine.”
“I’m Dani,” the girl said nervously before lowering her head in shame at her own fart.
“What are you doing here?”
“Making a fool of myself with this farting. I’ve got to go,” Dani blushed a she stood and went to leave.
Janine grabbed her by the hand and said…