Velma noticed her stomach was making weird noises as if it were irritated. Velma looked down and held her stomach with her writing hand to feel the tremors bubbling in her belly. “That doesn’t sound too good,” Velma then rubbed her stomach as she felt the rumbling starting to get worse. “I only had a big salad just an hour ago. How come I feel…nggh,” Velma recoiled and grunted, closing her eyes as a surge hit her midsection.
PFFPPPP!!
Suddenly, Velma ripped a loud fart much to her embarrassment. “Jinkies! Excuse me.” Velma then waved a hand in an attempt to ward of the horrid sulfuric smell, which instantly hit her nose. But Velma’s irritation would only continue as her stomach sounded like it was just getting started. Velma recoiled again as her stomach felt even tighter than before. “Oh, my stomach.”
PPPFFFPPPLPLPPP!!!!
Her fart was much bigger and bubblier than the one before. Velma’s face was red with embarrassment once she realized she had no control over her own body. “Double Jinkies! Why does my stomach feel so bloated?”
PFFFFPPLP!!
PLPRRPLPLP!!
PRRPPRPLP!
Velma grew angry over the smell of her own farts clouding her mind, as she didn’t know what to do other than plug her nose. She then walked away trying to get some fresh air by distancing herself from ground zero.
PPLP!
PLPLP
PLPP!
As her voluptuous booty churned out more bubbly poots, Velma breathed in as much fresh air as she could before her rotten barrage caught up to her. “Okay, I still have a mystery to solve, so maybe I should keep investigating. O wait! I still need to check the light controls.”
PRPRLRPPRPPLP!!!!
As a disgustingly bubbly fart blew out of Velma’s juicy booty, Velma sighed as she felt somewhat relieved by the brief release of pressure, only for that same force to build up again in her gut. Velma looked behind her to see the back of her red skirt,
PPRPPPRPLP!!
another poot fluttering it slightly as she was looking “Oh brother,” Velma groaned. “I guess I’ll have to live with this for a while.”
Velma made her way back to the junction.
PRRRRP
PLPLPLLPPORP!!!
Big farts bellowing out of her profusely. Velma then saw what looked to be a piece of paper taped to a light switch. Velma took the paper
PLPLRP!
before relieving herself again. The paper read: “IN THE CIRCUS TENT
COME FIND ME”
Looking up from the paper, Velma groaned. “This is most definitely a trap.”
PRORPPLPRFSHP$!!
But as Velma thought about the situation, a wet fart distracted her process forcing her to drop the note. “Triple Jinkies, that sounded bad.” Unfortunately for Velma, the bloating in her belly was only getting worse as she hugged her stomach with both hands in pain.
PLRPQPQPPQPQPRPQPLPRPLPQP$&!!!!
And just like that, Velma’s butt churned out a huge, cheek flapping wet fart that sounded like a drowning engine as it fluttered her skirt, slightly revealing the huge rump that was partially covered by her smelly black panties. “Ugh, is that pickle giving me food poisoning?”
PRRROOP!!
“Nngh. Well, there’s no point in staying here, I have to do something!”
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