The Stories Of Gretchen Baloney

Chapter One Remastered//Intro

I have awoken from my slumber due to a warm sensation in my pants, and a massive fart which sounded like a dump truck. A toecurling scent slowly emerges from within my undergarments. I sit up, sniffing long and hard in order to get all of that beautiful beautiful scent out of open air and into my body. My large plump cheeks are a bit moist after my monstrosity of a fart is finished. I rise from my bed, and make my way to my bathroom. I reach my hand into my pants and grab the shit, giving it a light squeeze. A warm moist feeling flows throughout my hand. The shit spreads between my fingers. I place my hand on the wall and smear it all around the tiles, as I do every morning. I am Gretchen Baloney, and this is my story.