Daisy and Amy were farting loudly as usual in their tight jeans, eventually accepting that both were equal in strength. The entire area was covered in green flatulent gas, enough to kill an entire population.
"Well, our farts are equal!" Daisy exclaimed as she held her hands together with Amy. "I gotta admit, Rose, you really know how to let them out!"
Amy giggled as she pooted loudly, as if she pooped herself. "Oh, well, I'm glad that both of us are use to the stink." She frowned, looking around. "I think we scared off everyone with our powerful toots..."
Daisy patted her butt, letting out more short but loud wet farts. "Well, I'm starting to get a little... I need some more gas, if you know what I mean."
Amy tilted her head to the right as she blinked several times. "So... should we go to a gas station, Daze?"
Daisy laughed as she closed her eyes, raising her right hand. "Oh Amy, you're so cute! But a gas station? That sounds grand! Let's go!"
Daisy and Amy headed westward to find a gas station, both still letting out loud, rotten farts. Wario laughed as he sniffed in the disgusting gas, a large grin across his face as he snuck behind the two flatulent females.
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The Farting Contest
FanfictionAmy 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...
