While being smothered in the girl’s furry warmth, you notice how her rear smelled particularly distasteful, a little worse than musk but rather more familiar to the bathroom.
PFPP!* Suddenly, you felt a vibration on your lower body as the fox lady released a short fart. At this point, you could only hope not to suffocate under her aroma as the air became much harder to breathe. PLPLP* She released a meatier fart that stunk even worse.
PFFP* PLP* PRPP* PFFFP!* PLLLLPLP* PPPPPPPPP*
you sat there for what seemed like an hour as the vixen’s emissions became increasingly potent. Every minute her farts became deeper pitched.
All of a sudden, a ringing sound could be heard far behind you. You looked confused as the fox lifted her bottom just enough for you to get one arm free, PFFP* ripping another ripe fart. You wiped the tears from your eyes as you the voice of a male could be heard from the aforementioned direction.
“Krystal! Enough dosing off. I need you to help calibrate the experimental Arwing for our flight test tomorrow.” So that was her name.
Krystal groaned softly before responding. “Loud and clear Fox.”
After her conversation ended, you panicked as your entire body was engulfed in the warm fabric of her risqué panties.
Krystal was sitting up as she stretched out her arms and making a loud yawn. A loud rumbling sound could be heard from your position. Krystal put a hand on her slender belly. “Mmmm, that’s quite discomforting.” You felt a bit less pressure as Krystal leaned to the side, PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT* letting out a monster fart that greatly subverted her womanly appearance.
You were in total agony as the dense smell was still trapped well enough to irritate you.
“Aagh, much better.” Krystal moved her legs over to the side of the bed and got up.
You were relieved knowing you could breathe easier. However, you noticed you were stuck right between her cheeks as your attempts to move were futile. You were also upside down due to the position you were stuck in earlier.
PLPLPLPLPLP* The vixen released a juicy fart as she made her way to the side of the room where she dropped her clothes. As she bent over to pick them up, you noticed the mirror behind her. Despite being upside down, you got an impressive view of her nearly exposed behind bending towards the mirror. She wagged her tail, causing you to feel a the brush of her soft fur within one second intervals.
Krystal stood back up. Her butt was even more intoxicating in this position. Being upside down only emphasized the meaty curves of her tight ass. She was obviously a naturally thick woman, for despite her athletic physique, a her tail could never hide the intoxicating shape of her plump cake.
As Krystal put one leg into her flight suit, she stopped to assess the sharp pressure in her tummy. “Oh, oh my…”
PLPLPLPPLPLPLPLPLPLPLPPPPPPPT* A sputtering, ripe fart blasted you at full force. She dropped her flight suit and put a hand on her belly to assess the pressure. “Hmm, I guess Cornerian dairy doesn’t agree with me. Perhaps I shouldn’t have eaten everyone’s leftover sundae during dinner. Krystal grunted slightly PPPPPLPLPLPLPLPLP* as another juicy fart ripped her panties. “Not a good time to be gassy. Time to let these out. Hnngh.” PPPPPPPPPPPPPP PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFF!!…You watched as her long fart slightly lifted her tail. Her meaty exterior continued to spill her messy methane as the sound grew much deeper in its tone…FFPLPLPLPPLPRPRPRRP PRPLPLplpshpP!* Krystal finished her disgusting fart, ending her emission with a slightly wet sound.
“Aaaaaagh. That was heavenly.” She bent over to pick her suit back up. “Now, time to get to work.”
As the spandex fabric draped over her smelly panties, you sat there wondering what had just transpired. Your hair was a mess due to the hurricane of female farts. You lamented this as the light faded from sight.
3rd person description of Krystal*
Krystal looked in the mirror admiring how gorgeous she looked in her tight suit. She ran her hands up her torso and just under her boobs to get a feeling of how curvy she really was. Her sizable C-D cups made her all the more appreciative of her beautiful body. Krystal then turned around to see her backside. She looked slightly disappointed as she felt she had gained a few pounds in her rear after joining Star Fox. “Hopefully my figure wasn’t ruined by that ice cream,” she stated rubbing a hand under her right buttcheek. “It pains me to say this, but I think my behind will become as big as Fox’s if I keep eating his signature dessert. Hm, it’s no wonder he can barely fit in those tight pants. Cornerian ice cream is just too good to pass up.”
Suddenly, Krystal grimaced as the pressure returned to her stomach. “Oh no.” PPPPPPLPLPPPPLP* Krystal looked at the mirror disappointed by her gross outburst, PPPPPLP* another bubbly fart escaping her rear. As she looked into the mirror, her eyes lit up, it became apparent that the smell was trapped under her tight spandex. She put her hands on her hips as a smile grew on her face. “Quite a brilliant feature. I guess I’ll be enjoying my time in the shuttle bay.” PPPPPPLPLPPPPPPPPLLPPPPPP* Krystal sighed in relief as she made her way to the door.
“Can’t wait to see Slippy’s new upgrade. Say, what happens if I…” Krystal lifted the top of her suit where the fabric met her neck. She was immediately bombarded by the smell of spoiled milk which made her gag. She coughed as she fanned the air around her. “Good lord that smells ghastly. Oh well, hope I can stay discrete for the time being.” BBBBPPPPPPPPPPPPRT* Krystal’s statement was punctuated by a meaty fart. She looked over her shoulder, eyes meeting her rear. “Still need to keep it quiet from now on.”
PLP* As the metal door opened, Krystal let a small fart escape as she made her way to the hangar bay.