The gray fur and tan cloth ahead hinted that you had somehow ended up in Baloo's shaggy and unkempt fur. The pilot and namesake of "Baloo's Air Service" was lying on his stomach and you were positioned in between his tail and the pilot uniform resting strained on his shoulder.
Unfortunately, you didn't know that when you started heading away from Baloo's head and towards his feet and more importantly, his tail end. As you traversed the bear's dirty fur, you began to notice a subtle rumbling. Though this wasn't exactly the most important thing at the moment, so you quickly put it out of your mind. The terrible smell coming off of Baloo was an issue as well as you couldn't place what it was or where it was coming from.
As you moved onward, the rumbling became more prominent and the smell even more putrid. Despite all of this, you kept on your way until something stopped you in your tracks.
Now you knew where the smell was coming from.
Baloo's butt crack was exposed to you and the pungent odor coming from it was making your eyes water. But at your size it looked more like a furry and dirty canyon to you. Trying not to inhale the rank gas, you regret not having realized that you were walking across Baloo's expansive and rotund butt cheek. By now, the tremors had become full blast and you felt as if something really, really bad was about to happen. You were right. Baloo's ass quaked as he let out an deafening fart.
You immediately teared up as you were left in front of Baloo's deadly crevice
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