"So what do you want me to do?" you ask. "Just lay in the shade of that tree over there," Isabella points over to a tree, that is away from the rest of the group, that was bigger than most of the other trees. "Okay," you walk over to the shade of the tree and lay down snow angel style,"How is this?". "Perfect," before you react, Isabella quickly jumps on to your stomach pinning you to the floor. "Hey, whats going on?!" you try to look past to see what she is doing to your feet. You come to believe she tied up your feet because you couldn't move your legs apart.
"Why are you doing this?" Isabella turns her head to you and says "Lately, I have been having these awful stomach cramps and think that it has something to do with gas." She begins to blush "I've been know to have awful smelling gas by some of the Fireside Girls, and I don't want Phineas to be grossed out by them."
You looked at her with a puzzled look, "Why I am I here thou..." you stop as you smell this awful smell and begin to gag. "I see you caught whiff of that," Isabella said with a mischievous grin "You know what they say, silent but deadly. Your going to help me with my problem by smelling all my farts." You give a look of disgust "No! I'm n..." Isabella took this moment of protest by moving up from your stomach to your face and ripped a fart into your mouth. You retch at the taste of rotten cabbage. "You better start getting used to this buddy, cause its only going downhill from here."
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