Fart story one-shots 2!

Three Short, Gassy Stories

This story contains fart fetish content. Read at your own discretion.

Nana Shimura's Gas Attack

"Er, you don't really have to do all this, you know..."

"But we insist, Miss Shimura! Were it not for you, the entire district would have been destroyed!"

"But..."

Nana Shimura, the current holder of One for All, was currently in a restaurant she protected from a villain attack. The restaurant employees were so grateful for her services that they offered the hero a full-course meal on the house! It consisted of a variety of food: steak, sandwiches, salads, and a myriad of other foods.

"This...is a bit much, don't you think...?"

"We just wanted to thank you for all the hard work you've been putting in recently..." the owner of the restaurant said. "Is...that a problem...?"

The employee didn't mean to say that in an offensive manner or anything, but Nana couldn't help but notice a glint of disappointment in the employee's eyes... There's no way she could disappoint the people she swore to protect, right...? So, with a sigh, Nana faced the restaurant employees and smiled at them.

"Alright, alright... I'll eat it. I was getting a little hungry anyway..."

A couple hours have passed since she accepted the feast the restaurant offered...and Nana was already regretting her decision.

"Urgh... Why did I eat so much...?" Nana groaned, clutching her aching stomach. She was in the middle of a patrol and her stomach would calm down for the life of her. "I feel like I'm gonna-"

BBBBBMMMPPPPHHHHHHTTTT!!

"Oh!" Nana gasped in surprised as a short, rumbling fart exploded out of her phat ass, jiggling her large cheeks. The hero's face pinkened as the ripe smell of rotting meat and compost wafted to her nose, forcing her to pinch her nostrils shut. "That smells so bad..."

Unfortunately for the Pro Hero, that was only the beginning of her gassy troubles...

FFFFFFPPppPPpppPPPPpppppPPPLLLLLLOOOORRRRRRTTTTTT!!! BBBBBBBbbbBBBBBbbbbbmmmmMMMMPPppppaaaAAAARRRBBBBHHTTT!!!

Two ripe, noisy butt bombs echoed through the area like a duo of trumpets blaring. The air quality around Nana was further polluted, making her feel a bit nauseous from her own fumes.

"Eugh... I think I'm going to be sick..."

"Hurry up, men! Before any heroes show up!"

Suddenly, Nana heard a chorus of footsteps filling an alley where she was perched over. A group of very suspicious men were moving about, no doubt up to no good. Though Nana was struggling with digestion problems, as she was the only hero around to do something, she summoned all the power inside her to jump off the building to stand against the shady group.

"God dammit! It's her!" one of the goons said.

"Out of all the heroes, why did it have to be her?!"

"Now, calm down everyone... Despite being a renowned hero, she's still human..." a masked person, who was presumably the leader of the group, stepped forward.

"But boss..."

"So, you're the leader, huh?" Nana asked, trying to sound tough amid her stomachache. "Then, let's not waste any time. I don't know what you guys are planning, but you need to stop."

"Oh, my dear... You're in no position to be making demands...especially given how bloated you are..."

"Tch..."