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Zatanna and Canary's Boisterous Blowout

Summary:

Zatanna and Black Canary face off in a friendly farting contest. To make things more exciting, Zatanna uses her magic to multiply the amount of gas in their systems.

The members of the Justice League were almost all familiar with the concept of having a dual life, a public and private persona.

Zatanna Zatara and Dinah Lance were not an exception. Although their names and identities were more or less openly known, that didn't mean that there wasn't a side that they kept hidden from the public, and even from their fellow superheroes.

"Ah," Zatanna sighed, she emptied the last of the contents of a can of beer into her mouth. "I really appreciate that I can just be myself when I'm around you, you know? Let loose a little."

"I'm glad to hear that," Dinah said, cracking open a six-pack of her own. "There's so much pressure to be beautiful and ladylike all the time. And you and I, we aren't aliens or goddesses-we're just people. Sometimes you need to just unwind and pig out."

"Cheers to that, mmf," Zatanna said, punctuating her sentence with the sound of a slice of four cheese cheesesteak pizza being crammed in her mouth. The pair ate in a manner that could only be described as "stuffing their face," and before long the first box of pizza had vanished, and they had already moved on to the second. That combination of meat, cheese, and bread sat heavy in their guts, which had begun to show a slight but noticeable bloat. Their abdomens burbled audibly with deep gastric gurgles, until one of the two noisy tummies reached its crescendo with a

Frrrrrrrrttt!!

A fairly brief but sharp, powerful fart slipped out of Dinah's ass, loud enough that it cut clean through any and all background noise and made itself impossible to ignore. The sound of flatulence was quickly followed by an uproar of laughter from Canary.

Zatanna was silent. At least, her mouth was. Instead, she said more than words possibly could by leaning over and ripping one of her own.

PFFrrROOOOORTT!!

Hers was a bit louder and longer than Dinah's, and she knew it, as indicated by the smug half-smile on her face.

"Oh, so it's a competition now?" Dinah said, lips curling into a grin of her own.

"Only if you want it to be," Zatanna replied. "Although, it isn't much of a competition if one side is clearly superior."

"Oh, you are so on!" Dinah said, reaching for a slice of pizza and quickly scarfing it down.

"So that's how it's going to be?" Zatanna said, cramming a greasy mass of meat and cheese down her own gullet. "May the best woman win."

The pair proceeded to pig out on the remaining pizza, shoveling it into their mouths in a slovenly manner hardly befitting two gorgeous heroines. Though they fought over every remaining slice, by the time the box was empty they had more or less eaten an equal amount. Zatanna licked up the shiny outline of grease that encircled her lips, and placed a hand against her slightly but visibly bloated belly. She looked over at Dinah, and saw that she was sporting a foodbaby of her own.

"That should serve as sufficient fuel for our competition, I think," she said. "Now we just have to wait for it to-"

It came into effect much quicker than Zatanna had anticipated. Within seconds she could feel a bubble of gas pushing against her rectum, aching to come out. She released it with a soft grunt, and a powerful, several-second long fart rumbled forcefully against the couch cushions, so much that Canary could feel the vibrations beneath her.