then, PRRRAAAAAPPPP- she let loose a gigantic, slightly wet ripper. Sam sniffed loudly, seeming to like the fart as well! “How unusual” thought sarah, but she wasn’t going to question the motives of the one lifting her burden. and then, this morning, Sarah just cut the nastiest fart she had ever heard! She needed a deep, long sniff from as close to the source as she could get. She looked down the hall, making sure sarah was gone. Then, she knelt before the spot on the bed sarah had farted on, and took a deep sniff. The sulfur filled her, and she loved it- it was so intense! And she remembered the powerful, bubbly sound it had made, all from this cute, normal girl! She almost creamed her panties at the thought. If only she had a permenant fart-sniffer, to keep away the smell… but who would ever do that? She would have to pay hundreds for someone to go through that sort of torture…

Sarah returned home, clutching in her hand the placebos she knew would do nothing. Her mother insisted that it was medicine and that it would help, but Sarah was smart enough to realize that there was no such thing as skunk-tail medicine and that they had undoubtedly given them sugar pills or vitamins to make it look like they knew what they were doing. She ran up to her room to watch TV or do homework, as she did every night. She felt an itch on her butt, so she reached down to scratch it. While her hand was down there, she felt the need to fart again. She let it out on her hand, both liked and was grossed out by the feel of it rumble out over her hand. BRRRRRRMMMMPPP She felt disgusting to admit it to herself, but if it wasn’t for the cruel smell, she would actually enjoy pushing out farts. The smell hit her and she coughed. Her lungs burned. She couldn’t even imagine what it would be like to be facefarted with that potency. She thought of how it must have smelled to be that old woman. She deserved it for cursing her, and she loved the thought of how terrible it must have been for her. She pushed out two more small pops and imagined that old hag’s face being there, and all the other people who had been mean to her over the years. She imagined forcing them to smell her stinky, inhuman(e) farts all day, punishing them for their cruelty.

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Sarah had been holding in her gas since her mother had asked her for a warning- she was to nervous and shy to say it. The gas chose this moment to erupt into the hard wooden chair. BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRNNNNNNNNTTTTTTTTTTTTTPTPTPTPtttpptt- it lasted at least 7 seconds and the stink filled the room before it stopped rumbling out of her petite body. Her tail, which she left untied as her family now knew about it, tensed as she released her blast. Aside from the fact that she had just busted massive ass (or helped by it), she looked extremely cute, her face flushed from embarassment and the massive amount of gas she had released. Her parents promptly stood up and rushed out of the building, not daring to reenter for a good 6 minutes. Sarah woke up in the morning, and groggily sat up and threw her legs over the edge of her bed. Sam was awake and reading a book. Sarah decided to take a shower, so she told her plan to sam. She ripped her morning gas into her mattress- it was extremely juicy and bubbly and lasted at least 10 seconds. “eww sarah! I’m glad you didn’t cut that one on me!” sam cried. Sarah giggled, then cringed at the smell and walked out of her room to the bathroom.

After the dinner and drinking a lot of wine, I head out to the balcony to smoke. To my surprise there was Danabelle sitting on the one metal chair with a friend of hers sitting on top. As I was smoking she asked how the casserole was and I told her it was great. She was smiling and said to me she was glad. Moments later she expressed how badly she needed to fart and let two rip simultaneously.Ahead lay visual images, audio sounds, and verbal descriptions of a sexually oriented and frankly erotic nature. The last fart from her came after eating at a friends thanksgiving dinner. As you most probably know, that thanksgiving is the best time for eproctophiliacs since the big meal produces a lot of gas for most people. Arriving at the dinner, I say hi to Danabelle and tells me she made some sort of cheese casserole. Me not knowing what a casserole was, asked her about it. She told me that I need to try it and gave me the list of ingredients in the dish. I don’t remember everything that was put in it but I remember there was broccoli and a lot of cheese.