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Your friend has always been very flatulent, but one day you learn to appreciate his trait.
This choice: Just as you thought,a small Dog.  •  Go Back...
Chapter #4

Small dog, easy job, yeah right.

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You smile, and look down over the rather petite looking Border Collie-max you remember his name was- before getting up out of your seat, and walking over to the dog, he looks up at you while panting lightly, the rather fidgety dog, had just come out of the kitchen, and as you got to the doorway you could clearly see that the dog had knocked down some of Matt's soda, lapped up a good deal and managed to perhaps suckle on the bottle alittle, taking more of the bubbly liquid into himself, looking back down at the dog he simply lols his tounge out and lets out a surprisingly loud belch out up at you, the light smell of his breath, on it, before you walk in to try and clean up the mess.

Walking around to the counter and picking up some of the paper towels, you hear a slightly audible grumbling sound, turning your head you spy the dog, still standing there panting, with perhaps a little glint of mischeivousness in Max's eye, your turn back and then walk over to the spill, wiping up what was left and picking up the mostly emptied bottle, setting it up on the table and, before the gurgle you heard before sounds out once more, this time, very loud, before you glance over at the dog, before smirking abit yourself, at the collie, before the dog's tail started to wag about, the gurgling had reached a peak, while you were looking at the dog, until it's tail stuck in place, in mid swag, and the dog grunted loudly, whimpering abit, before a loud PRRRRRRBBBBTTTTTTT came out of it's small rear, not only was that loud, but the smell was on you in an instant, coughing and falling to your knee for a time, before you lean back up, the dog, was still standing their, belly churning, before another loud, and annoyingly powerful BRRRRRZZZPPP, ripped from his rear, and fills the room yet again, with some of the foulest dog flatulence, you've ever smelt, but this clearly didn't look to be the end of it, and the house was just flooding with more and more of the foul stink by the second...

You have the following choices:

1. Max's farts continue to get worse....

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2. He seems to be sputtering out....for now.

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