This choice: Yang leaves to fart in private. • Go Back...Chapter #4Yang leaves to fart in private. by: Unknown Feeling a plethora of stomach-bothering gas brew up inside of her and not wanting either of the two gals present in the room alongside her to discover just how intensely gassy she was, Yang decided to head for the bathroom. There, she was confident that she would be able to relieve herself of all of her current gas without Blake or Weiss hearing or smelling any of her emissions (since the bathroom was located quite a distance from the room where the ladies were currently relaxing). Quickly getting up from her bed and leaving her magazine on the nearby nightstand, she left the room without uttering a single word while Blake and Weiss continued relaxing, unaware of just how gassy their blonde Huntress friend currently was. While walking over to the bathroom, Yang found it surprisingly difficult to hold in what she felt was the first of several powerful and extremely gross farts, but after she finally entered it and closed the door behind her, she (hopefully) didn't have to worry about holding it all in any longer...
*BBRRRRROOOOOORRLRLRPRLRPRPRPRPRPRLRRRLRPPRRLRPRLRPLRRRRBBBBRRRMMMMMPRPPRRPR PPRRRRPT!*
She proceeded to release an 8-second fart that roared out of her shorts-clad butt with the volume of a motorcycle revving up and the intensity of a volcanic eruption. Her butt felt as if it was burning both during & after her initial flatulent release, and after it had subsided, she was surprised that only gas had come out of her (given how disgustingly wet and even sloppy-sounding it was). The entirety of the bathroom quickly filled with the horrid, intensely potent stench of rotten eggs, garbage and meat (with rotten meat being the most present when it came to the smell). It smelled so terrible that Yang was greatly concerned that it would wind up spreading to where Blake and Weiss currently were, thus drawing unwanted attention to her destructive-sounding and atrociously vile-smelling gas...but fortunately for her, she heard nothing from them. No cough, no gag, not even a muttering or a "what's that smell?"
They were completely unaware of what was currently going on in the bathroom. For all they knew, nothing out of the ordinary was going on. With that, Yang was in the clear...for now, anyways. It took everything for her not to gag as she caught a whiff of what she had just released. There was no doubt in her mind that the smell of her fart was terrible enough to knock out a small animal, rank enough to the point where the bathroom would probably be uninhabitable for a day or two. The worst part was that she was still gassy. Still extremely gassy.
Why did I have to go for TWO helpings of breakfast this morning!? Damn cravings... Yang frustratedly thought to herself, covering her nose & mouth with one hand while trying to furiously fan away the stench of her gas with the other. Unfortunately for her, it was about to get a lot worse within that closed-off bathroom...
*BBBRBRBRBRRRRLLLAAAAAAPPPRPRPRPRPRPRPPRPRRRRRRBRBRBRBBRRRVVVVVVRRRROOOOOOOO UUUUUURRRRRLLLLPRLRPRLPRPRPRLRPRLRPLRPLRLRRRRPP!*
Her latest fart was considerably louder and more powerful than her previous one, causing the bathroom to feel like it was shaking a bit while it erupted out of her increasingly warm & foul-smelling butt. Yang was sure that her two friends in the other room had heard it, but surprisingly enough, after her second butt-burning ripper had subsided, she didn't hear any sounds of even the most hushed chatter. Were they so focused on relaxing that they were paying no attention at all to whatever else was going on around the place? As long as they're not aware of what's going on in here, Yang thought to herself before catching a sudden whiff of her second fart and nearly puking in response to how foul and potent it was. The stench of moldy rotten meat, sun-baked rotten eggs, week-old garbage and literal sewage added to the revolting odour present within the bathroom. It was clear that the smell wouldn't be going away for a while, meaning that if Yang wanted to continue emptying herself of all of her intense, reeking gas, she would have to put up with just how much she reeked. It didn't help that she used up all of the air freshener the last time she wanted to release a whole bunch of farts in the bathroom and forgot to buy another canister.
As far as Yang could tell, though, at least Blake and Weiss didn't know about how she could rip some massive, wicked-smelling farts.
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