After a long day at work, Bethany was about ready to collapse. She'd been running on a bowl of reheated beans from the night before, and she had no energy when she got home. As she threw herself onto the couch, Bethany felt a sharp pain in her stomach. It felt as if someone had shoved the end of an air pump into her stomach and was beginning to pump it up. Though she was too fired to care. As she tossed and turned, trying to get comfy, a huge fart erupted from her rear. Bethany gagged, the stench of the beans thick as smoke. Her ass sputtered and bubbled with gas, clearly unable to contain it all. She turned onto her stomach and held her ass high in a futile attempt to get away from the gas, yet the stench crept back to her nostrils. Bethany groaned, the smell burning her nose and throat as her ass spewed more of the toxic odor. As Bethany's rear emptied of gas, a pain brew in her stomach. She rolled onto her side and clutched her stomach, hoping for the suffering to end. Finally, after a minute of non-stop gas, Bethany's pain ended. She had since stopped farting, but there was still a weight in the pit of her gut. Wanting to get it over with and prevent another gas fit, she pushed, filling her pants with a bubbly 20 second shart that ran down her leg and causing her ass cheeks to clap like thunder. Too tired to do anything, Bethany passed out on the couch, leaving the muddy mess in her pants to set until morning.
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Random Fart Fetish Stories
LosoweA collection of different characters with stomach issues. Includes fart slaves, shit, diarrhea, farts, face farts, and more. Don't like, don't read. Please note that I don't own any of the videos used in this book. {Requests are Open}
