Fart story one-shots 2!

Halloween Vapors

For the tenth time that night, Ally was forced to release a burning, bubbling, roaring, stinking fart into the bedsheet she was trapped under.

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The blonde grimaced as the heat bubbled through her leggings, bursting across her small firm buttcheeks and spreading into the air around her body. The horrifyingly bombastic sound of her fart roared on and on, lasting six long seconds, giving her only a little relief from the fury raging in her digestive system. She closed her pretty green eyes with dread as she uselessly pawed at the sheet draped over her, anticipating the stench.

She had thought it would be cute to show up to Melody's Halloween party covered in a white bedsheet. It was supposed to be a joke: the laziest Halloween costume ever! And it was sort of funny, until Ally got trapped on the backyard sofa, between Amanda and Zoe. Amanda was dressed as a slutty nurse (another joke costume,) and her plump ass, barely covered by her white booty shorts, was currently sitting on one end of Ally's bedsheet. Zoe was dressed as a slutty pirate (one of the funniest joke costumes of the party,) and her athletic ass, barely covered by her brown booty shorts, was currently sitting on the other end of Ally's bedsheet. And Ally had eaten three bowls of Melody's bean chili, and she could not. Stop. Farting.

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Ally writhed under her bedsheet, the cloth draped over her face, gagging furiously. She didn't know farts could smell this bad, like an inner city dumpster that had been emptied into a country outhouse. Hot steamy air that was almost as thick as Melody's bean chili filled Ally's nose and mouth. The fact that her own body could produce this kind of stench was horrifying, and it just wouldn't leave, it just filled up the bedsheet like a permanent cloud...

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Ally turned and pawed at Zoe with a wheeze, her eyes watering as she breathed in rotten vegetables and damp hard boiled eggs. Zoe scrolled through her phone, her eyepatch strapped across her forehead, as Ally urgently pushed against her shoulder.

"Jeez Ally, you that drunk already?" Zoe grumbled, not looking up from her phone. "Go bother someone else..."

Bubbles of deathly air inched unstoppably through Ally's digestive system as she leaned towards Amanda, clawing against her sheet, her hands pawing against Amanda's arm.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, you're very scary Ally," Amanda said, rolling her eyes.

"Please get off of me!" Ally tried to yell, but her voice was weak from huffing concentrated clouds of her farts. And even in Melody's backyard, the bass from the music pulsed loudly. But noisest of all was a busted smoke machine under the table in front of the backyard couch, which shook and rattled loudly, belching irregular clouds of smoke with a sound like a thick rubber whoopee cushion. The only silver lining Ally could see was that the broken smoke machine was disguising the sounds of her farts.

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Two more obscenely massive farts. Ally had never farted like this before. Her firm buttcheeks ripped with the force of the airy explosions, and vapor smelling and tasting like eggy vegetables filled her bedsheet like steam from a hot shower. The pressure in her gut decreased slightly, and feeling the heat bursting across her butt was a bit satisfying, but the smell was really getting to her. She pushed at her sheet, in every direction, but Zoe and Amanda were not going anywhere.

Zoe looked up from her phone. The fluffy pink feather sticking out of her pirate hat wiggled through the air as she furtively looked around, and then she leaned to the side, angling her butt towards Ally ever so slightly. She wrinkled her nose and farted.