Heather led Connie into her study, a place where after all their years of friendship Connie had never been allowed into before. On the walls and desks were maps, drawings, scrolls, and any number of texts all in different languages, all from different ages, but all dealing with one subject; farting. “What is this place?” Connie asked awed.
“I’m glad you asked,” Heather beamed, happy that she finally had an excuse to brag and show off her life’s work, “This is all my research on farting.”
“Farting?”
“Farting. I love to fart,” Heather began letting out a room sharing fart for demonstration purposes, “And I have done everything in my power to learn the secret for powerful stinky farts.”
“Oh, wow,” Connie said in hushed tones as she looked around what was akin to a museum dedicated to farts.
“I’ve pretty much distilled it down to one spell and one potion, that in conjunction will give the person who drinks and recites it the worlds strongest and smelliest farts.” Heather farted again blowing some old papers around the room. She bent over and started to pick them up before turning to Connie and saying, “Well, second strongest.”
“Can you do that for me too?” Connie asked with the formation of tears in her eyes.
“Well I didn’t show you all this for nothing dear.” Heather handed Connie a list with some exotic fruits and spices on it, “Go to the market in China town and buy these things. We’re going to need them for the potion. Also how is your Arabic?”
“Uh, I can’t speak it at all,” Connie’s eyes slumped, her daughters’ abuse making her fee inadequate about almost everything now.
“Not a big deal. I’ll just write the spell out phonetically for you. Cheer up. You’re about to become a farting machine. This is something good! Be happy!”
Connie returned about two hours later, and Heather took the ingredients form her. She carefully measured them out and blended them with some strawberries in a blender. “I didn’t realize strawberries will make you fart,” Connie commented.
“They don’t. But this stuff tastes like ass otherwise,” Heather laughed. Soon it was done. “Okay, before we go any further, are you sure you want to do this? This stuff will give you really stinky farts,” She slapped her fat ass sending waves rippling through it, and forcing a loud obnoxious fart from it.
“I want this, but what about the power? I don’t just want smelly farts, I want loud and powerful farts too. I want dirty smelling powerful farts, to really teach those girls a lesson, and to grind the stink into their faces when they mistreat me!” Connie professed growing a little manic.
“The force comes from this spell. But it will also make your ass really big. Big asses always have the best farts, according to my research. Drink the liquid then recite the spell, and all your farting desires will be fulfilled. And you’ll, you know, get a big ass.”
Connie took a deep breath and smiled, “Let’s do it!” She took the drink form Heather and gulped the whole thing down as she was instructed to do so, Heather even tipping the glass up to help her swallow faster. Wiping the smoothie form her lips with e back of her hand, Connie took the paper with the spell and began to recite the Arabic lines. When she was done with both, a wind ripped thought the house, a wind without a source, and quickly flew into Connie’s open ass hole, making her butt stretch and grow to handle the additional air that would now live in her forever.
“How do you feel?” Heather asked a dazed Connie.
Connie blinked a few times before smiling, “Gassy!” She then ripped an immensely powerful fart making Heather’s whole house shake, and filled it with a smell of a rotting raccoon in septic tank. “Really gassy! Now its time to have a talk with those girls of mine!”
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