Sara figured if she hurried, she could help out the customer. She walked to the restroom and let out a bubbly 6 second long ripper, filling the restroom with even more of her curry scented gas. She then walked out to the customer, who needed help. She was looking at pants for her. Sara walked up to her. "Hello, may I help you?" Sara offered. The woman graciously accepted Sara's help. The woman told Sara her size and her style. She wanted a pair of blue jeans with rips in it. Also, if possible, a design on the back pockets. Sara began looking. Soon, she caught a wiff of rotten eggs. It was only for a split second, so she ignored it. She continued searching, but less than a minute later, smelled it again, but for a longer period of time. She began to think it was a gas leak, and she was right. But it wasn't the kind she was thinking of. The customer had ripped one off, right there. The customer apologized for her gassy outbursts, and continued shopping. Sara called her over, as she had found a good pair for her. The woman bent down. She was in her early 20's, not much older that Sara, but had a far better body than Sara. The woman, who said her name is Juliana, had large, rounded breasts, and a firm behind. Juliana squatted next to Sara, and observed the jeans. Juliana commented, "Yeah, these are pretty nice. But maybe we cou-" She was cut off by a low rumble."brbtbrbrbrbrbtbtbtbtbt" She blushed as a smell of eggs drifted up the their noses and crept into their nostrils. "Oh my, please excuse me. I'm not usually like this... Oh geez..," Sara said "It's alright. Calm down. I don't mind" Juliana replied with "Alright. Thanks for understanding." They continued to look for jeans, and Sara found another pair and called out to Juliana. She walked over and acidentally let our a thundering "pppppprrrrAABTBTPTBTPTBTBTBTRBTBTBR" That fart rumbled and sent her into deep shades of red as that same stink fluttered out of her pants. Juliana apologized and hurried to the bathroom, still slightly tainted by Sara's curry fart. Sara took this opportunity to relieve herself. She searched for jeans and broke wind 5 times. The biggest of which lasting 4 seconds and leaving a thick aroma of gas in a 4 foot radius. It felt so good to get out she sighed in pleasure once it was done. Juliana walked back, picked up her jeans amd hurredly left, accidentally letting anither puff of gas fly on the way out Sara went to her apartment, and remembered her gassy day, and hopes there would be more tomorrow. She crawls onto her futon, lets out a gusty crap smelling fart, and drifts to sleep...
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