The basement was a gas chamber where no lungs were safe. And to the astonishment of would be many, it was thanks to the bowels of two simple, if not charismatic, girls. One of them, being Ying, was unfortunately on the bottom end (Pun intended) of the competition. Her farts having become reduced to shorter raspy rips from their former boisterous and bassy emissions. It almost seemed as though she had run out, coming closer and closer to the point of desperation to find her second wind. Yet no matter how hard she would push now, it didn’t seem likely to arrive.
The voluptuous skunkette stood over Ying, nearly about to gloat while she rested her hands upon her wide hips. The slightly pudgy neko stared at the two “duking” it out, her tail wrapped around her also keeping her conscious. Her temper, much like her adoration for Ying’s butt and her fumes, was raising extremely high.
“Give up now?” she asked seductively, “It’s okay to admit defeat every once in a while.”
“I’m not gonna say it again…” Ying glared up at her before rising to her feet. Too headstrong to give up her pride and announce defeat. Lizabella chortled objectively.
“Hoh hoh hoh hoh...boy are you stubborn. What’s it going to take for you to just give up? You know I’m going to win.”
“LIZABELLA!!” shouted a pretty miffed Marisa, “Will you stop it?!”
“Stop what Miss Neko Bitch?” Lizabella retorted. “You’ve done nothing but stay in your little corner while I was about to whoop ass!”
“Please...my nose can only take so much of your concentrated STENCH!!”
“Who cares? As long as this girl learns her lesson I don’t care.”
“But I do!” Marisa then unwrapped her tail around her and glared at Lizabella hard. Her tail suddenly turned from pink to silver. The cat girl quickly jumped up and threw her tail down on Lizabella’s noggin. DIRECT HIT! The skunk girl knelt down, grabbing her head and whining about it.
“AUGHH! GOD FUCKING DAMN IT MARISA!!”
“Well that’s what you get for torturing my Yingie,” Marisa backsassed as she walked over to Ying, coughing with every step she took closer.
“Hehe. Sorry about her. Do you want to get her back? Cuz I can help you with that.” she winked at Ying.
“Help me?” Ying looked concerned about the suggestion of help. Again, her pride getting in the way. “Help, how?” She whispered back.
Marisa raised her hand, a wand dangling from her fingertips.
“This for starters.” Marisa giggled, whereas Lizabella stopped moaning and immediately searched her pockets for her Skunkspell caster. But it was definitely swiped from her.
“W-WHAT?! H-HOW DID YOU GE-”
“While you were complaining about your ‘surprise’ headache Lizzy.” Marisa interrupted.
She smiled and tilted her head to the side while twitching her ears in an adorable manner, “You were a tad distracted.”
Ying frowned. “But… it wouldn’t be fair then.”
“Psh!” Marisa scoffed, “She was going to use it anyway.”
Lizabella froze, “W-What?....”
Marisa quickly turned her head and gave her friend a death stare, “You were going to use it. I know you too well you bitch.”
She turned back to Ying and grinned with an eerie childlike innocence saying, “So yeah it’s up to you.”
Ying looked at the wand, then back at Lizabella. “You were… going to cheat?”
Lizabella looked away, saying nothing. Marisa pointed at Lizabella and started teasing her in singsong, “Cheater. Cheater. You couldn’t beat her.”
Ying’s eyes narrowed, filled with the heat of her anger. “You were going to CHEAT to WIN!?” Her voice resounded throughout the room.
“.....But I already won. I wasn’t gonna use it unless you came back from your loss….” Lizabella tried to reason.
“So it’s your trump card…” Ying looked down at the wand, then down past at her ample breasts and her stomach let out a ferocious growl. She looked back at Lizabella with a smirk tugging at the side of her mouth. “Sounds like I AM about to come back. Think you want to use it?”
Lizabella babbled nonsense under her breath in fear, then she scurried over to Marisa.
“GIVE ME BACK MY CAS-”
“T-OWW!!” Lizabella screamed as her head was thrown back into the floor by Marisa’s tail once again.
“You’ve had your fun Liz,” Marisa said, “Ying if you would do the honors…”
“I’d be honored to.” Ying replied with her signature grin beaming. She ran her hand over the subtle curve of her belly, giving it a couple pats of encouragement. She felt like a steam engine express was ready to go and her anus was the station. Then, in a humorous sumo-like fashion, she slapped her thigh and squatted down to unleash was she hoped would be a beastly fart.
Like a train speeding down the tracks, Ying’s fart sent shuddering vibrations throughout the lower floor of the house. Her signature baritone sound was back with booty cheek rippling vengeance as the gas surged through the fabric of her jeans. For a brief moment, Ying was concerned for the safety of her denim pants. But the fear quickly faded as the rush of sweet relief filled her body. The noise of trombones playing at their lowest notes resounded throughout the basement for the better half of a minute. It ending up not being one of the longest farts in the contest, but in overall quality, it was a contest ending bout of flatulence. Lizabella froze in shock once more.
“What?! How can you still have more in that tank of yours? I thought you were finished and needed to shit!”
“Heh yeah.” Ying still grinning. “The food we had just hit so I’m all full.”
“But I thought what you had was from the food...” Lizabella replied in a much softer voice than what she usually boasts.
“I thought I told you. I was fighting with the gas I built up from breakfast and mostly held in school.” If at all possible, her confident grin grew wider. “Now that lunch is pretty digested, I’m ready for round two!”
As Ying’s grin grew wider, Lizabella’s own confidence, as well as her pupils, shrunk. She had surely underestimated Ying’s gas. She scowled at Ying and tried to get up, only to have Marisa’s tail come short at her face
“You wanna go again Lizzy?” Marisa sneered before walking away and looking at the Skunkspell Caster. Lizabella groaned and slammed her fists on the ground in a fit. Then she stopped for a moment and thought of it. From what she had witnessed, Ying’s gas only matched Lizabella’s.
‘There’s no way that she could beat that!’ she thought to herself, ‘Her best only matched my best. I’ve still got it in the bag.’ Lizabella arose with new confidence in her that almost barely matched Ying’s.
Marisa had long since made her tail stop glowing and looked hard at the Caster in her clutch, and an idea had formed in her head.
“Wait? For what?” Ying asked, measuring up Marisa’s expression to guess her thoughts.
“I haz idea!” she perked up and looked over at Ying. “I was wondering what might happen if I zapped both of you with this thingy. I know Lizzy can make herself really gassy with this, and I was wondering how much more gassy it can make the both of you!” She giggled at the thought of it. More so with Ying than with Lizabella.
Ying had mixed feelings of excitement and cautious curiosity. “Really? Heh, think that you’ll be safe if you did that?”
“My tail can keep me conscious for long enough hopefully.” She silently gulped to herself, not fully realizing what she’s getting into. But she looked ay Ying with, oddly enough, puppy dog eyes as she really wanted to try this out.
“Heh, well then.” Ying smiled. Though she now felt like she couldn’t decline her best neko friend this opportunity. “I guess Yuki will be hearing us from upstairs from down here.”
“YAY~!” Marisa hopped up and down with glee. “This is gonna be sweet!”
Marisa took the Star-like Rod and softly chanted something into it. The Caster instead glowed a faint but dark green. Marisa first aimed the rod at Lizabella and soon shot out a green beam right in the skunkette’s chest. And then she aimed at Ying and shot a beam right at her chest as well. Lizabella grunted in pain and fell to the ground for a second before looking up at her friend.
“How in the FUCK did you learn that?!” Lizabella said shocked.
Marisa looked away, obviously guilty of something. “I may have overheard you casting that spell at one point or another…”
Lizabella was going to complain some more but soon the spell started to take affect. The sound of her stomach gurgling filled the room and even came a bit as a shock to her. Her belly also seemed to expand outward slightly with the amount of gas that was being brewed in there. And with Lizabella’s curvaceous figure, it was merely adding another curve. The gas that was inside the skunkette felt way more concentrated in her belly than the food had given her. In fact, after about 5 seconds a really loud but sharp sounding fart burst from her rear without any warning. If Lizabella cared about how Ying’s nose, she might have been embarrassed about it. But instead she chuckled and stood up once again, feeling even more confidence than before.
Ying was riding in the same boat, only her sudden bursts of uncontrolled and unsuspected flatulence send rolling thunder through the room with a trip of three second long farts. Her stomach bloated further than before, causing her face to slightly contort with discomfort as she felt her bowels literally expand with gallons of gas.
“Ugh, whoa! What the…” Ying groaned as she grabbed her belly to coax it from the stretching.
Lizabella chuckled while her belly continued to expand outward.
“H-Heh...witness the power of Lizabella Kunsk- PHHHOOOOT!!” Lizabella dared not to blush in embarrassment as her gloating was interrupted.
Ying laughed at her, resulting in a chain of powerful bursts of flatulence from her backside which brought her back to the concern for her still expanding stomach. “Ohh damn…” She groaned as she walked over the the couch and plopped down upon it. A lengthy blast of floor shaking flatulence released into the couch as she landed.
“Ugh, when will this stop?” She groaned as she cradled her belly like a pregnant woman.
“You wanna know when it ends?” Lizabella sneered, “When the shit hits the fan. Or in this case, the fanny.” Immediately after she finished her statement, another loud fart broke loose, this time almost as forceful as Ying's previous one.
“Not… really what I meant.” Ying looked down at her ballooning belly with concern, Her shirt having now rose up to her breasts revealing the flawless skin of her abdomen. “I mean, I won’t pop will I?”
“It hasn't happened before right Lizzy??” Marisa said in a cheerful tone with a bit of concern peppered in her phrasing.
“Nope,” she said with complete certainty, “I mean if neko bitch over there used more than like 3 of those blasts then maybe but you should be good, like I said, until the shit hits the fan.”
Ying grinned, relieved. “Well then. I think I’m ready if you are.” She hooked her thumbs into the waist of her jeans and pulled them down to reveal her black, white and blue Gundam panties. Lizabella chuckled some more.
“Don't be too careful or you’ll give miss cat girl here a nosebleed.”
“HEY!” Marisa puffed her cheeks in anger, which were red hot from her blushing.
Ying couldn’t help laughing with Lizabella. “Heh, it wouldn’t be the first time honestly.”
“Yiiiiiiiing!!” Marisa lowered her head, which was hotter than ever.
“Oh sorry Marisa!” Ying rolled forward to get off the couch and hug Marisa, only for a massive gust of backwind to rumble out of her.
It was like opening the front door with a windstorm blowing by. Ying’s wedgied panties billowed out from her crack as they rippled against the enormous blast. Enormous in the sense of scale, power and length. The walls of the basement seemed to shake as the baritone forced gas reverberated from Ying’s jiggling buttcheeks. Unable to really know what to do with the surprise gas, Ying simply moaned with pleasure as she released an amount of gas she rarely had the pleasure of releasing. After breaking the half minute mark, she forced the fart to an airy but still powerful ten second decline before cutting off.
“Holy shit!” Ying exclaimed, only to cover her mouth and nose upon inhaling an otherworldly stench she was not used to. Her eyes instantly watered and she felt like her nose was on fire. The stench created a haze through the room of fumes worse than even her smelliest farts. “Oh man… THAT is bad.”
Both Marisa and Lizabella dropped their jaws in shock and awe at Ying’s monster fart. Marisa immediately wrapped her now glowing tail around her waist and Lizabella just stood there gawking at Ying before the smell punched her like a sack of bricks encased in a safe.
“ACK! Holy Shit!!” Lizabella replied, “Did you try on *cough* that one? That stinks so bad!”
“Woah,” Marisa said afterward, “You actually got Lizabella to complain about your farts? That takes some skill!”
“So I may just be wors-*cough* Than a *cough* sku-*Cough cough* Oh jeez this is bad!!” Ying pulled her shirt over her nose and began to frantically wave her arms in all directions.
Even though Marisa’s tail wrapped was wrapped around her waist, the horrifically awful stench ripped through her nose and burn a mental mark in her nose. She even went and flailed her arms around to try and dissipate the stench. Lizabella took it like a man, or rather a skunk. The stench caught her off guard as well and was worse than anything she’s ever smelled in the past. But what definitely scared her was that she knew that Ying had more in her. And she was afraid that it could get worse before the “shit hit the fan”.
While still waving her arms to fan the smell… nowhere really, Ying walked over to Marisa to give her the apologetic hug she had rose to do. Marisa took the hug and purred softly, amongst the coughing from her friend behind her shoulder. As they embraced, Ying hiked up one of her legs, knowing her butt was directed at Lizabella not too far away. A loud *BRAPTT!* shot out from her bottom and hit Lizabella like a raunchy summer breeze. Ying looked over her shoulder with a wide grin.
“Ready to lose?” Ying asked with her steely confidence radiating from her.
Lizabella coughed and waved the waft away, glaring at Ying from afar. However instead of a scowl, she took a deep breath and chuckled under her breath. Then she turned around and bent slightly which soon caused an equally loud *BRAPLT!!* to blow its way towards Ying and afterwards matched Ying’s wide grin.
“Heh. Don’t talk about yourself so modestly.”
The subtle purring of what could be mistaken for an atrociously fat cat was heard up in Yuki’s room. Only the purring noise was coming from a lengthy emission of flatulence from the innocent proper speaking girl. Lying on her side, she effortlessly released the gas without any restrictions and still kept a straight face through its entirety as she played on Jessica’s 3DS. A full fourteen seconds of purring reverberations sent out through her leggings, causing her to giggle from impressing herself and followed up by her adorable apology.
“Hehe, excuse me!”
“Heh, you’re definitely excused Yuki,” Jessica replied, laying behind Yuki and taking each fart as they come. The slight force of Yuki’s gas pushed Jessica’s miniskirt inward a bit.
“That was a nice one. I’ll see if I can match it later.” She rubbed her own butt, feeling the pressure of gas on her backdoor albeit a bit of a weak pressure.
“Hehe we don’t have to compete. I guess if you want to out… poot me you are free too.”
“I ain’t tryin’ to compete with you,” Jessica laughed while patting Yuki on the head, “Farting with friends is just something that I like to do. And your farts are great.”
The various sounds of connecting blows could be heard coming from the handheld system, making Jessica constantly lean over Yuki’s shoulder to check on the action.
“Ooh. Playing Smash are we?”
“Yeah.” Yuki replied happily as she seemed to effortlessly kick her enemies off of the stage into violent pillars of light.
“Wow, you’re good.” Jessica complimented, “Man you should totally get a 3DS that way we can play against each other. Who are you playing as?”
“I think I might! It has a lot of really fun games!” Yuki giggled as the match ended and the announcer shouted through the speakers.
“Hehe, that’s who I was playing as.”
“Oh man. She’s a badass. I honestly thought you were gonna go for someone like Peach or Jigglypuff,” she stopped herself and tried to save herself for what she said. “N-Not that I think you’re bad or anything...
“I was actually. But I haven’t seen this Zero-suit version of her before.” She explained, pointing at the screen. o
“Yeah it’s a long story that nobody really likes to tell. Like I said she’s a badass. A sexy badass. She even has a whip! That’s so COOL!!”
“Yeah! I like playing as her a lot!” Yuki rolled over to face Jessica and extended her hand with the 3DS. “You you like to play? I don’t mind watching for a round.”
“SWEET! Now I can show you how good I am at this game.”
She took the 3DS from Yuki very slowly and politely, instead of yanking it from her hands like she usually would, and sat up so Yuki could see better. On the character select screen she picked one of the koopalings, one by the name of Wendy O’Koopa. Jessica snickered as she soon said, “Sexyest character in the game by far.”
Yuki sat with her legs crossed next to Jessica and looked over to see the screens. Her shoulder brushing against the other. “Hehe, good luck!”
“I won’t even need it!” She picked 3 other random computer players and selected Gaur Plains.
“This place is so fuuu-” she felt Yuki’s glare next to her mid sentence, “-uuun Fun! That’s what I was going to say. FUN!” She chuckled nervously.
“That’s what I knew you were going to say.” Yuki smiled.
Jessica sighed as the announcer had announced the start of the match.
“Oh boy, R.O.B, Robin and….SEXY SHIRTLESS SHULK!!” Jessica practically squealed with joy as she started to get pummeled by Robin.
Yuki happily watched Jessica’s match. Quietly analyzing her tactics and strategies to see what she could learn from her. Then there was that pesky gas she still had rolling through her bowels. There was no count on how many farts she had released since being reassured that Jessica was okay with it, but what was for certain, was she was going to be raising that number.
For six seconds, starting off with a short punctual rip and followed by a soft rumbling continuation. Yuki slightly angled one of her round cheeks to release a six second poot of gas into the sheets of her bed. It was loud enough to be heard clearly, but she wasn't sure if Jessica would comment on it. Wondering just how focus her young friend was on Smashing. Oddly enough, the smell of the gas was enough to snap her out of her trance of Shulk’s outfit and actually concentrate on not losing. She was soon to thank Yuki but she was stopped by almost being flung off screen. She quickly thought to use Wendy’s Clown Kart move to zoom back to the stage.
“Heh...wow...thanks Yuki. Now I’m back in the game.”
“You’re welcome?” Yuki blinked curiously. Not quite sure what she did to help. “Was it… my poot?”
“It was actually. Heh, now your farts have practical use.”
“...huh??” Yuki sounded even more perplexed. “Did it… help you focus somehow?”
Jessica replied enthusiastically as her eyes continued to be glued at the screen, smashing Robin upward and having him smack the fourth wall of the game.
“YEAH! Suck it Robin!!”
“Heh, well that’s good I guess…” Yuki murmured quietly. Not that she was embarrassed again. But she felt the strong urge to help Jessica play. Only, being the double edged sword it would be, the tool for helping would be her flatulence. Ignoring the still lingering smell of her previous rotten veggie fart, she carefully watched Jessica’s attacks.
Jessica was having a ton of fun pummelling the golden robot with the Clown Car’s boxing gloves over and over again, racking up a lot of damage. She practically cackled at the game with how high of a percentage R.O.B had. Then she completed the combo punch with a powerful thrust which sent the Robot flying to the side, viciously exploding into a column of light.
“Holy crap! I’m doing so well!” she cheered, “When I get in the mood, NOBODY can beat Jess!”
She occasionally deeply inhaled Yuki’s fart gas which in a way kept her sights on destroying the opponent. Yuki happily clapped for her gaining another small victory against an opponent.
“Hehe, you are really good!”
“Thanks Yuki,” Jessica replied as she briefly turned away from the screen.
Shirtless Shulk took this time to catch Wendy off guard and activated his Buster Art. He immediately started to deal a lot of damage to Wendy, breaching 100%. Jessica quickly turned her head back to the screen and noticed that she was getting beaten up and “waggled” the Circle Pad to try and get out of his vicinity. But it was too late, Shulk smashed Wendy far off screen and was soon to explode.
“Crap crap crap CRAP!”
PRRPRT! PRraaapt! PrrrffffFFFFRRRRRRPT!!
Yuki’s rear promptly sounded off just when it needed to with the farts propelled by three varied reasons. The first, was a loud poot of shock, worried for Jessica as she was knocked away. The next was ripped out of reflex and habit. Knowing she had more to release but let it out with more control, having it softly puff into the bed. And then the last. The deliberate, the one to bring Jessica back from the brink. Beginning with a soft airy release, she squinted her violet eyes to force out a surprising amount of gas. Shooting out from her buns with the force of a small air cannon, having caused her bedsheets behind her to ripple as the room filled with the sound of a hedge trimmer. Jessica’s ears caught the sound of Yuki’s farts and her nose prompted to inhale the three bursts of gas, once again heightening the blue-haired girl’s focus. She quickly executed the Kart form of the Clown car and saved herself, while also smacking Shulk into the distance, killing him in the process.
“OH YEAH! Thanks again Miss Adorable,” Jessica complimented, giving Yuki’s bottom a playful slap before her eyes were once again glued to the screen. Yuki blushed as Jessica sent ripples through her butt cheeks. Her lips curled into a frown as her cheeks puffed out adorably.
“I’m not adorable…” She replied with a cute squeak of a whine, “Mmm, and excuse me.”
“Hah. That’s like saying I’m not a girl.” Jessica patted Yuki on the head softly before returning to her game.
She thought it was interesting how Yuki’s farts gave her this adrenaline rush and it helped her to concentrate on fighting. While she was playing she thought about how her own fighting techniques might factor into this but soon mentally glossed it over. However R.O.B soon came up and smashed Wendy off screen immediately.
“Aww shhhugar snap peas I got killed anyway!” Jessica pouted for a brief moment before realizing that she still has more stock than the other guys. “Oh right. Now I’m at full health and STILL winning!”
“Hehe, yeah you’re still doing fine!” Yuki supported by giving her a pat on the back.
“Heh this is going better than I expected.”
Suddenly the in-game crowd gasps as the Final Smash Ball popped into the foreground. And as such, every character scrambled after it. R.O.B tried to flail his robot arms at it while it came close while Robin tried attacking it with an Arc Fire which did quite a bit of damage to it. and Shulk, with his Speed Art active, wailed away at it himself. Yuki began to bounce subtly where she sat as the fight looked like it was reaching its climactic finish. The blood running through her veins and the gas surging through her bowels, going mostly unnoticed as she focused on the battle. Wendy came into the bunch and started attacking the smashball as well and it was about to burst, but Robin stole the last blow and was now infused with the smash ball’s power. Jessica tensed up as she quickly fled from Robin who was oddly enough chasing her down. She tried to shake him off by using her recovering move to not only escape but to try and remove the Smash Ball from his possession.
“No! Nonononononono oh NO YOU DON’T ROBIN!!” Jessica said, almost in gamer rage mode as she tried using her Mechakoopas to travel along and do damage. Too bad that Robin was on the other side of the map and the Mechakoopas merely turned back around and blew up Wendy.
“Oh no!” Yuki gasped. Covering her mouth in intense suspense. Minor wet puffs of gas emitting from her buns with little noise but plenty of odor. Cheeks clenched only enough to keep back the bubbling bulk of her gas within her bowels.
Jessica was getting frightened that Robin might use his Final Smash on Wendy. R.O.B and Sulk were fighting each other on the lower levels of the stage, so it was basically a one-on-one between Wendy and Robin.
“Mhh, Jess…” Yuki muttered as she wiggled her bottom from side to side. Wanting to give her the boost she may have needed. Only she was nervous as she was unsure of how much control she would have on the outflow. Small rapid fire farts still forcing their way out through her leggings. Soon a smell came into Jessica’s nostrils that Jessica didn’t expect, but nonetheless it heightened her senses but only a bit. Jessica charged up her basic special attack as robin came closer to Wendy. Jessica was a bit nervous but confident. She just had to pull it off perfectly. As she was holding down the B button, Jessica looked to Yuki, signaling her to do what she’s been holding back.
“Mmmoooh…” Yuki groaned, but throwing her hesitation to the wind, she wrapped her arm around her slim complaining stomach and leaned over to give her gas free passage into the room.
Yuki’s cheeks were as red as ripe apples as she felt her ample buttcheeks ripple from a fart on a scale larger than she was used to releasing. One would believe a flatulent stallion with horrible bowel problems. The monster blast of flatus seemed endless in its duration and indecisive for the type of sound it wanted to create. Fluctuation through the spectrum of flatulent noises. Beginning like a resonating whoopee cushion deflating to a revving chainsaw which lasted briefly before sounding closer to what could best be described as a troll tearing all the bark off of a massive tree. Regardless of tone, the fart was loud enough to be heard from most of the rooms of the upper floor of the house. Far loud enough to cut out the noise of the Smash game itself. And most importantly, powerful enough to send Jessica's nostrils into sensual overdrive.
“PhhhoooYAAAAAA!!” Jessica screamed as she inadvertently inhaled the foul has that engulfed Yuki's entire bedroom. She released the button at the right moment, sending a fully powered cannon ball right at Robin, knocking the smash Ball out of him and sending it into the air. Wendy then quickly Clown Karted her way over to the smash ball and, of course, smashed it so that she consumed it's power. Jessica was laughing maniacally as she soon unleashed Wendy's Final Smash on the other competitors. Shadow Mario appeared in place of the Koopaling and splattered the fourth wall of the screen with an orange paint-like substance in an X formation. Interestingly enough, every fighter was covered in the paint and they were knocked around in it for a few seconds before the paint dispelled and all the fighters flew upwards, downwards, and all around. Jessica raised her 3DS in joy while still laughing like a drunk hyena when she heard those glorious words.
“Computer Player. Defeated. Computer Player. Defeated.”
Then the announcer stopped.
She quickly realized one fighter still had a single stock left. And it was good ol' Shirtless Shulk that spawned above the pit between the two landforms. Jessica threw no more caution out the window. To her at this point, no matter how hot she thought Shirtless Shulk was, shit had just gotten real.
“Oh my…*PHHHHRRMMMMMMPPPTT!!* Oh goodness. Excuse me. *FfflllrrlrpptPTPTptTPTPTPttttttpt!*...and again.”
Yuki apologized as her bottom continued to sound off. She figured to continue her support for Jessica, seeing the fight potentially coming to an end. Besides her bowels were still working like a gas assembly line so she had plenty supportive gas to give. Jessica briefly looked at Yuki, almost worriedly because of Yuki's uncontrolled bowel movements, however for fear of losing the match she kept her eyes on the game. Jessica looked at Wendy’s percentage, it was near 100%. However, the stench of her friend’s bowel movement surrounded her nose almost completely, which for Jessica only meant more fun smells to whiff.
‘Damn,’ she thought to herself, ‘I wasn’t paying attention to my damage. I better be careful.’
However it seemed like her body and her mind had two totally different ideas because she was trying really hard to Meteor smash Shulk but was racking damage against her own character because of the lack of dodging. After a while of fighting each other, both of their damage was near 150%. A good hit would knock both of them out. Jessica was breathing hard and fully concentrating on what was going on screen. And then, she made a decision. She dashed forward and jumped up, right as Shulk also dashed forward and jumped at her. Wendy attempted to Smash Shulk down while he tried to smash her to the side. Both of their hits collided with each other, hurling each opponent into their respective directions far off screen. Both characters exploded into a column of light while the “Game!” Text came across the screen. Jessica felt like her heart stopped as she clutched her handheld like she’s never clutched it before.
Then it all went silent as the game loaded the results screen. Jessica was on edge. She didn’t know the results would fare in deciding who the winner would be. However, everything was about to come to light when the results finally came on screen.
Yuki’s arms shot up into the air. “YOU WON!” She cheered. Not even caring for the loud bubbles she ripped from hopping up on the bed. She wrapped her arms around Jessica’s shoulders and shook her with excitement. “I’m so happy you did it! That was so close!”
She exhaled deeply, relieved that she had won and was about to thrust the 3DS into the air before Yuki decided to wrap her arms around her. Jessica’s voice gyrated almost violently as she was shook by Yuki, “ThaaAAAAaaaAAAnks YuuuUUUUuuukiiIIIIiiiiIIII! STOOOoooooOOOOoopp shaaaAAAaaaakiIIIiiiiIIIing meeEEEeeee!”
“Hehe sorry.” Yuki released her and set her palms into her lap. “I’m just so glad! And I helped!” She looked away as she blushed. “In an odd kind of way.”
“Yeah it was odd,” Jessica stated, patting Yuki softly, “But it was helpful. Thank you for your farts you adorable girl you.” She winked at her and thrusted her 3DS into the air, screaming, “I AM THE CHAMPION!!!!!!!!”
“You’re the adorable one between the two of us.” Yuki giggled as she teasingly gave Jessica a pat on her head. She slowly brought her 3DS down with each pat.
“Mmnnnn….” Jessica muttered initially before looking back at the Top Screen, “That was a close match.”
Soon the smell of Yuki’s recent farts caught up with Jessica’s senses. She chuckled and looked at her grinning with a raised eyebrow. “Heh. It also looks like your farts are coming out more often.”
Yuki nearly gasped. Her farts had been on her mind; she was releasing them willingly during Jessica’s match, but she didn’t focus on the stench which now hung around the room until now. Her face quickly turned crimson.
“Do-don’t say that! I-I was doing it for you!” Yuki twiddled her fingers together. “You said they helped…”
“Of course it did!” Jessica laughed out, “I was just teasin’ you.” She pinched Yuki’s cheeks. “Who’s the adorable one now huh?”
Yuki’s eyes narrowed as she puffed her cheeks. Again, she tricked her into being cute. Like she could really help it. Instead of making a vocal comeback, she approached Jessica on her knees, opened her arms and simply fell forward onto the smaller girl as though she were diving.
Yuki giggled as she landed on top of Jessica; her body smothering the still shouting girl and simply laid there like a lifeless body for her to be trapped under.
“Mmmmph!! [Hey!!]” Jessica yelled, muffled by Yuki’s ample breasts, “Mmm Phhhmmmm! [No Fair!]”
Yuki was having a giggling fit. “Hehehe! I can’t hear you! What did you say?” She teased as she continued to squish her young friend.
“Mmmm mmmph mmmmmph!! [God damn it!!] Mmmmphmmmphmmmmmph!! [Fucking large-ass boobs!!]” Jessica squirmed to try to escape, but it seemed like it was no use. She was staying under there for a long while, or at least until Yuki let her free.
She wasn’t sure, but something told Yuki that Jessica wasn’t using appropriate language. She pressed her arms into the bed to push herself up. Releasing Jessica’s head from the confines of her chest. She looked down at Jessica with a disciplinary stare. “What was that you were saying?”
“Huh?” Jessica’s ranting was halted when she could see Yuki’s stabbing scowl right at her.
“Heh...well y-you see. I-I was just complimenting you on h-how well you look….a-and how adorable you are and….and…….wow the room smells nice doesn’t it?” She coughed right after taking in some of the stench without realising it. However, she was lucky Yuki had no proof of what she tried to say while being smothered. Aside from a minor blush, a smile returned to Yuki’s face.
“Hehe, alright!” Yuki answered as she spread her arms to bring her bust back down onto Jessica’s face.
“AAH NO! NOT AGA-MMMPH!!”
Yuki laughed as Jessica shouted into her breasts. She blushed as well, unable to deny that she actually like the feeling. Just before she was going to release her again, she felt something odd.
“Huh?” Yuki rose up and looked around the room. “What was that?”
As Jessica inhaled deeply to get her breath back from being smothered, she noticed the rumble herself and was confused by Yuki’s statement.
“What? I thought that was you.”
Yuki blushed. “Not this time…”
RrrrrrrrRRRBBBBBBBBBBBLLLLLLLLLLle! It felt as though the floor and part of the room were shaking from some sort of outside force.
“What IS that?” Yuki wondered as she rolled off of Jessica.
Jessica sat up on the bed and stretched saying, “I. Don’t. Know.” She then hopped off of the bed and looked at Yuki while walking toward the bedroom door.
“Maybe it’s coming from downstairs?” she suggested. Yuki’s eyes widened with horror while Jessica looked at her confusedly.
“Oh come on Yuki,” she said nonchalantly, resting her arm on the door frame, “What’s the worst that it could be?”
Yuki’s flushed as the worst thing she could think of materialized in her mind. “Heh, oh I’m sure it isn’t that.” She laughed as she bashfully waved her hand.