Flareon decided that the best course of action would be to simply ignore the pressure and wait for it to go away. She felt that by doing this, she could practice keeping it under her control. So, she walked out her room and went into the living room, where Sylveon was there, watching television. She sat down next to the Fairy Type to join her.
Sylveon looked over at Flareon. "Oh, hey Flareon! Wanna watch this sit com with me?" "Sure, sit coms are my fav," she replied. TV was the best thing to get her mind off the time bomb in her bowels. Sylveon smiled, but as they watched the show, she heard a grumble come from her sister's belly. She promptly scooted away a little bit, knowing what that grumble meant. Flareon however, did nothing. Usually, she would hold her belly, excuse herself to the bathroom, or sit on her tail, but now she didn't even react. Sylveon took a quick glance at her sister's butt. She was always fascinated by Flareon's booty, as it was the biggest out of the sisters. She occasionally catches Flareon caught in walkways due to her behind. However, she did not like the farts that came out of it. It's always unbearable and ruins the experience of being in the presence of that bottom.
After a while, Flareon was reminded of the pressure. She thought she finally got her attention off of it, but it keeps demanding her focus. She was extremely bloated, and at any moment, she's gonna burst. What's worse is that Espeon was in the other room, doing her stretches. Her mind ran into a panic. Could she last long enough to dismiss it?
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