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Rated: 13+ · Interactive · Comedy · #2225529
This is the story about of a day in the life of a gassy 11-year-old tomboy named "Stinky."
Chapter #1

Stinky's Day Begins

    by: Clide Author IconMail Icon
Date: June 12th, 2017
Time: 6:58 AM


As the sunlight began to seep through the crack between her bedroom curtains, Stinky started to move around in her sleep as she was lying in bed. It was clear that she'd rather not get up and just sleep in for the day, since it was summer vacation and she wanted to enjoy her day how she wanted to. But, of course, everybody's got to get out of bed sometime, and it might as well be now. As Stinky tossed and turned in her sleep, she eventually ended up laying on her back. A few moments of silence passed before she was awakened by the sound of her own butt.

Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaaaaaaaapp!

Normally, Stinky had full control over her farts, but that was just while she was awake - while she was asleep, it was a different story. Stinky didn't actually have an alarm clock in her room, and that was because Stinky's body had a sort of alarm system built-in, thanks to her Stinker abilities. Because of this, Stinky would often awake after her body had gotten enough rest, and since she went to bed early the night prior, her butt told her to wake up early this morning. As the old saying goes, "Early to bed, early to rise."

Stinky sat up from her bed and stretched her arms and legs as she let out a long yawn. Once she fully opened her eyes, that's when she told herself, Guess there's no sleeping in today, huh? Ah well, maybe tomorrow. Stinky pivoted her body towards her right and proceeded to jump out of bed. All she was wearing was a pair of bright blue pajama pants, and a light gray shirt that read "I Heart to Fart," with the Heart being the symbol of a heart, rather than the actual word itself. Stinky then walked over to her closet and proceeded to pick out her clothes - she decided to wear an all-black, short-sleeved shirt that was starting to get a bit too small for her now. Her stomach and outie-belly button poked out from under the shirt, which Stinky couldn't help but laugh at. This actually looks kinda cute, she thought. Hope mom doesn't give me too hard a time over it. After she put on the small black shirt, she then followed up by taking of her pajama pants and replacing them with bright blue denim shorts she kept in her drawer. After that, she made her way to the bathroom.

Stinky took a good look at herself in the mirror as she was brushing her teeth, since she forgot to do it the night before. Stinky had bold blue eyes coupled with long, blonde hair. Her facial features were simple and round, as to be expected for a girl her age, with the exception of her big eyes. Aside from those aspects, there wasn't else all that remarkable about how she looked.

Stinky always preferred to have short hair, since it was less of a pain to deal with in the morning, but her mother insisted that she have long hair so that she would look less like a boy when she was out in public. Stinky was against it at first, but then she realized that meant less haircuts, so she decided to follow her mom's advice, since she also - strangely enough - hated getting haircuts, even though she liked short hair. To compromise, Stinky came up with her own hairstyle - a way to keep the long hair, to make it as cool and as stylish as she wanted. What she would do is pull all the hair that hung down her back and flip it over to that it could be seen sticking out from the back of her head, and hold in place with a black hair clip, but still gave it enough slack so that her hair had a loop, and would result in all of that fair getting in Stinky's face. Next, she'd take the hair along both sides of her face and tied them with black ribbons, similar to a character she saw in one of her favorite shows. To her, this hairstyle was the perfect combination of cool, but also kinda cute too.

After she was done getting ready in the bathroom, Stinky headed to the kitchen, where she saw her mother cooking eggs and bacon for breakfast, and her dad sitting at the table looking at his phone. Her dad pulled his face up to face Stinky as he heard her walking into the kitchen.

"G'morning, kiddo!" he said with a smile.

Stinky's mother turned around and added, "Good morning, Elueze! Breakfast is almost ready - I got them scrambled, just the way you like it."

Stinky proceeded to sit down in the chair across from her father and replied, "Thanks, Mom! Man, I love scrambled eggs." Stinky then looked at her dad and asked, "Hey dad, I thought you were working today."

Stinky's dad responded, "I am, but I got up early this morning - heh, I guess we all did, huh?"

Stinky raised an eyebrow and asked, "It's early? Wait, what time is it?"

Stinky's mother responded, "7:12, sweetie. Dad doesn't go into work until 8:30 on Mondays." Both of Stinky's eyebrows raised slightly in surprise. Damn, she thought. I got up at 7:00 this morning... well, thanks a lot, butt, I could have slept in for at least a couple more hours.

Stinky's Mom put down a plate of scrambled eggs, toast and bacon in front of both Stinky and Stinky's dad, who told her, "Thank you, Honey." Stinky's mom replied with "You're welcome," and kiss on the cheek.

Stinky proceeded to tease them by saying, "Gross. Get a room you two." Stinky's dad couldn't help but laugh.

A couple minutes passed as Stinky and her father ate the food off their plates - Stinky finished hers first, then proceeded to push out a large fart.

BRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAPT!

"Thanks for breakfast, Mom!" Stinky said with a great big grin.

Stinky's mother wasn't as amused. "Elueze," she said, "I told you about farting at the table, right?"

Stinky rolled her eyes and replied,"Yes, Mom, you have..."

Her father intervened, "Listen to your mother, Stinks."

Stinky's mother replied, "Please don't call her that, John, it only encourages her to do it more."

Stinky's father gave his daughter a wink, and Stinky winked back at him in kind. Stinky's father was always more lenient about her farting around than her mom was - her mom was worried that it would only make her come off as rude to other people, so she tried teaching Stinker proper table etiquette at least. Most of the time, Stinky was compliant, but every so often, she would tease her mother by purposely passing gas when her mom least expects it.

Stinky then stood up from her chair and said, "I'm gonna go out for a walk, guys!"

Her mother and father both said, "Alright," and "Take care!" as Stinky went to go and grab her bright red jacket that was hanging on the coat rack next to the front door. She put it on, then proceeded to also slip on her black sandals that were sitting right underneath the coat rack, before opening the front door and heading out to her front yard - Stinky's day had officially begun.

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