Fart story one-shots 2!

Ari Unleashed

Lily was standing in the lobby of one of the fanciest buildings she had ever seen, right in the middle of Los Angeles. And she needed to fart really badly.

She always got gassy whenever she was nervous. Her pretty face stared up at the display above the sleek elevator doors in front of her, her innocent brown eyes watching the numbers slowly count downwards with a slight look of anxiety. Her hands were in front of her, her fingers interlocked as she constantly shifted her weight from foot to foot, unable to stand still. Her stomach gurgled, bubbles of gas moving through her system, begging to be let out. She had been gassy all day, farting and then farting again, unable to stop, right up until now. Her hands moved to her stomach, quickly brushing over it as if she was trying to calm herself down, and then she glanced around at the rest of the lobby, changing her motions to look like she was adjusting her clothes.

She looked down at herself and then looked up at the elevator again. Her teeth chewed on her pink bottom lip. A mildly distressed look appeared in her eyes. She shifted her weight from her left foot to her right, and finally farted.

BRRrrrtt

"Mmphhh," she grunted. She shifted her weight again, the gray skirt she was wearing brushing against her legs. Her butt wasn't the biggest butt ever, but it still had a nice shape, pushing out against her modest but thin skirt. She was also wearing a white blouse that was tucked into the skirt, and a blue cardigan. A brown leather satchel rested against her hip, the strap wrapped around her shoulder, going across her chest and her back. Her blonde hair was cut in a stylish bob cut, ending just above her shoulders. She had done her absolute best to look nice today.

BRRAAARRRPP

A significantly louder and longer fart burst into Lily's skirt, and her brown eyes widened. She looked around the lobby she was standing in, baring her teeth with embarrassment. Luckily, none of the other people in the massive lobby seemed to have heard her.

"Come on, Lily!" she hissed, scolding herself as she turned back to the elevator again. She took a deep breath, pressing her lips together and narrowing her eyes with concentration, trying to make her next fart as quiet as possible.

PRrrfffffffppffhht

It worked, no one would have heard that fart unless they were standing right next to her. She took a slow deep breath, still shooting a nervous glance at her surroundings anyway.

To her relief, the elevator doors in front of her opened with a *ding*. She hurriedly trotted into the elevator, her hand on her satchel. She stopped at the back of the elevator and spun around to face the front. There were a few seconds where the doors remained open, but then they started to slide closed.

Lily let out a slow breath. She couldn't afford to share the elevator with anyone else; her urge to fart had only grown worse. She stood still for a moment, feeling her insides bubble and gurgle with gas and discomfort. Then her eyes darted to the panel on the right side of the doors, and she realized she hadn't pushed any buttons yet.

She quickly danced to the side of the elevator and pressed the button for the eleventh floor. Then she moved back to her spot at the back. She grimaced, moving her hips to the side, causing her skirt to sway.

brrrrvvlllrrlld

"Whew," she sighed, blinking. The elevator started moving upwards. She placed a hand on her stomach and chewed on her lip again, a look of concentration appearing in her eyes. She bent forwards slightly.

PPRRRRLLLTT

"Mmmmmm!"

She straightened up after the fart ended, and her lips parted. She was a little surprised at how big that fart had been. But perhaps she shouldn't have been; this always happened when she got nervous.