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Chapter #4

Every Gassy Clown Has Some Tricks Up Their Sleeve

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Shoshanna stumbled backwards away from the mirror in horror of what she had become, when the sound of squeaking caught her attention. She looked down to her feet and tentatively stepped, only to be greeted by the sound of more squeaking. “My feet squeak when I walk,” she said in more resignation then surprise. She dropped defeated onto the end of her bed, her eyes, still the same attractive green as they were before, snapping wide with shock as she heard and felt each of her butt cheeks deflate with a farting sound; her big fine bubble butt was now a pair of whoopee cushions.

She began to cry again and became even more distraught at how her tears pooled on either side of her, and more than five feet away, having fallen in massive salty arches. She instinctively reached to her bedside to grab her tissues on the nightstand, “I can’t believe a hot cocoa babe like me is now the whitest girl ever,” she wailed as she used the tissues to dry her eyes. “Wait a minute,” she mumbled as she looked to the nightstand and realized it had to be more than 6 feet away. With a trembling lip she reached for more of her tissues and watched as her arm extended like rubber band to reach them. She grabbed a handful and watched her arm snap back to normal.

“Ahhhhh!” she screamed, as she shot to her feet. Her nose tickled her and she sneezed, covering her room in confetti as it shot form her nostrils. She stared in wide-eyed horror, before putting a tissue to her nose and blowing gently. She dropped to her knees in defeat as she looked in the tissue and saw jolly ranchers m&m’s skittles and starbursts filling it. “My boogers are candy,” she said as if it was a matter of fact.

Shoshanna wasn’t sure what could happen next before her ass sputtered farts like the engine of an old car, she was raised to her feet as the intensity increased more and more, and soon she was standing at the tip of the toes of her size 18 feet.

“I can’t deal with this,” she decided, and ran t her door, her spherical mid section swaying to and fro, and even more embarrassingly began to play calliope circus music. “It just never stops.” She opened her door just a crack, and looked around the hallway. The coast was clear, so she began to sneak her way out and to the fire staircase, but cursed her new body as her feet squeaked louder and louder. She bounded up the stairs as fast as she could, each hard landing calling forth another fart from her massive tuchas. She burst through the door and onto the roof, and quickly mae her way to the roof’s edge.

Shoshanna stood on the edge, looking down, it was a five-story drop but she was sure it was enough to kill her. “I am not living my life as some God Damned farting clown, she screamed. She closed her eyes, and raised one big foot out. She opened one eye and looked down again. She was about to reconsider when she farted again, throwing her off balance and sending her tumbling forward with a front flip.

Shoshanna screamed and waved her arms and legs as she plummeted quickly to the pavement. She closed her eyes not wanting to see the impact. She felt her body succumb to a great pressure like she was being squeezed before throwing her high back into the air. Shoshanna opened her eyes to see what was going on, and just said with a whisper, “Oh my.”

She looked down her body to see that as she fell she had inflated into a massive fart filled ball, one with a head, hands, and legs, all barely poking out of her body. She had bounced when she had hit the ground. Now she was flying through the air heading back towards the roof. She hit hard but her body only compressed, and with the escape of a fart sent her flying back up. Shoshanna wondered, how long she was going to bounce for, and where was she going to come down.
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