Fart story one-shots 2!

The Joy in Farting (commission)

Liana was the vision of high class sexiness as she sat in her large living room and ate her breakfast. As a result of having boundless intelligence and knowing how to use it, she had become a CEO of a company at the young age of 24, and made her company even more successful in the following decade. A series of smart investments, coupled with her captivating smile, led to her ending up in a position where it was almost impossible for her to fail.

She sat at the end of the table, with floor to ceiling windows on her right that looked out at the pool outside, as well a striking view of the ocean. Her light brown eyes gazed down at her sleek square shaped plate as she cut into a hard boiled egg. Every movement Liana made as she ate her egg was light and graceful, and although she was in her mid thirties, she looked like she was in her twenties. Simply put, she was the whole package. Even her beautiful voice, with a hint of a British accent, screamed royalty. She exuded excellence, even as she swallowed her egg, leaned to the side, and wrinkled her nose, her lips parting in a little grimace.

BRRRRUPPRRT

A massive fart bellowed from her large buttcheeks. Her thin black yoga pants did nothing to dampen the noise. It was powerful, deep, and grotesque. The fart lasted for four seconds, a monstrosity in its own right, defiant and fierce. When the growl of her gas finally finished, Liana settled back into her seat.

Her alluring lips parted and she exhaled a small sigh of relief.

Her fork speared another piece of hard boiled egg, and she brought it to her mouth, only to stop with her fork halfway there. Her eyebrows pinched together slightly, her eyelids lowering over her eyes as she finally noticed the smell of her fart. She let out an impressed chuckle, waving her other hand through the air, and then smiled as she put the second egg piece in her mouth.

She chewed happily. Even with her mouth full of food, her face, with her intense brown eyes and world-class cheekbones, was the image of nobility and sex appeal. Still chewing, she leaned forwards and lifted her right buttcheek off of her cushioned chair, letting out another fart, managing to look just as noble as ever.

It was a silent fart. Her gas streamed from her butt for five whole seconds, as thick and as hot as the core of the earth. With a smile of satisfaction, she settled back into her seat. Her hand stretched outwards to reach for a glass which was sitting next to her plate, but then she froze again. Her eyes closed and her eyebrows shot upwards as she noticed the smell of her latest creation.

"Oh goodness," she muttered to herself.

Her farts smelled like dairy, in the worst way possible. It was the smell of milk gone bad, mixed with eggs gone bad, tossed in a microwave on high along with a pile of week old used diapers. Her mouth twitched into a proud smile as she sniffed the air, taking her foul stench in.

The double doors at the end of the living room flew open, and Liana's step-daughter, Casey, walked in.

Casey was just as beautiful as her step- mother. Even though they were way darker than her mother's, Casey's brown eyes were just as striking, just as captivating. And while her cheekbones weren't as sharp as her mothers, they were still impressive, and gave her face an attractive definition. While Liana's smile was breathtaking and drop-dead sexy, Casey's smile was pretty in a different way, cute and adorable, and it gave her a magnetic relatability. But her piercing eyes, thick luscious brown hair, and stellar sense of fashion ensured that Casey's high status, sophistication, and foxiness was noticeable at first glance.

Casey took a deep breath, smiling to herself, and marched into the living room. Like her step-mom, she was wearing a pair of tight black yoga pants. While her step-mom wore a gray colored blouse, Casey wore a pink one that showed off her toned stomach. She was extremely athletic, not unlike her step-mom, but Liana had a thicker kind of build. With large round breasts and a butt that could be classified as its own planet, along with thighs like tree trunks and hips that put Shakira to shame, Liana was all curves, in all the right places. She looked like the inspiration for the phrase Phat Ass White Girl. Casey, on the other hand, was slimmer but just as sexy, with shapely breasts and an tush that wouldn't quit.