The pressure built rapidly inside my lower torso, as I fought to hold in the relentless gas. The car, hot and stuffy, added to the major difficulty. I failed at lowering the window as if there was no more strength in my arm to press the button that sat on the side of the window that whispered relief. My gut felt like it was about to explode, surely I could let a little bit out. As I stopped the clenching, silently it all came out at once. The gas rushed out like the water from a tap, vibrating my aching butt cheeks ever so slightly. Trying to stop it all was almost impossible. It rose, filling my nostrils with the putrid smell. Slowly, it moved from seat to seat until it had everyone in the car in it's smelly grasp. The passengers, clawed at the windows as the gas penetrated them, hoping for sweet relief, but we still had another hour of driving.
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