Daisy and Amy dove into the lake, swimming as fast as they could without going overboard. Daisy had the advantage, being speedy enough to swim away. Amy panted, catching her breath as she kept it up, not being as fast as Daisy. Daisy glanced back, sticking her tongue out at Amy.
"Damn! Daisy sure is fast..." Amy muttered to herself as she bit her lip. "She sure is a great swimmer... I'm gonna have to cut loose and make bubbles if I wanna catch up..." Looking around, Amy took in a breath as she farted loudly, forming gassy bubbles behind her, using it to catch up to Daisy.
Daisy glanced back, seeing Amy catching up with the power of flatulence. Daisy rolled her eyes as she laughed. "I can create farting bubbles too, you know!"
Daisy farted loudly, being more of an advantage to Daisy due to her speed. Daisy reached the yellow flag at the 400 meter point, turning around and belting out a loud tuba like fart as she formed more bubbles. Amy noticed, and she began forcing herself to go fast, feeling like she would faint. Even with her farting bubbles, Amy wasn't able to catch up, being behind Daisy by several meters. Daisy reached the mainland, getting out of the lake as she raised her arms in the air, releasing loud tuba like toots in celebration, with Amy folding her arms and pouting angrily, her wet farts getting wetter.
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The Farting Contest
أدب الهواةAmy Rose and Princess Daisy are both very flatulent. They're also pretty aggressive and love competition. So, they decide to have a farting contest, which has all three traits combined. Who'll win the big stink off of all time, Gassy Rosey or Farty...
