With the amount of rumbling that her stomach was making, Flareon knew that she was going to fart again really soon. She knew that the only choice she had was to retreat to the bathroom or her bedroom.
“I-I’m sorry, Sylveon, but I gotta go…” Flareon said, already starting to get up and go to the bathroom. Sylveon said nothing in response, still in shock as her sister waddled out of the room with a butt-clenching walk.
Flareon eventually made it to the bathroom door, but was shocked to find it locked. She raised a paw and knocked on the door, desperate to safely get rid of the growing pressure in her rear. “Taken!” She heard the voice of Jolteon from inside the bathroom. She had no idea how long the Electric type would take, but the increasingly loud grumbling of her belly proved that she didn’t have much time to wait. She crossed her hind legs and entered a potty dance, wondering what to do. If she waited here, she runs the risk of letting her gas out before Jolteon is done in the bathroom, but if she tried to go to her room instead, she might lose her hold on her bowels from walking.
With time running out and her belly starting to bloat, what does she do?
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