"U-Uh, w-well..." Cyrus stammered, trying to think of an answer. "I-I guess I feel... overwhelmed? That was... that was a LOT of gas..." Andaret gave Cyrus a nervous smile and replied, "Y-Yeah, yeah it was. But, that's fine! All that means is that you had a lot of gas in your system--"
BBRRRRRAAAAAAAAPPPTTTT!!
The princess was interrupted by another one of Cyrus' farts, and while not quite as booming as his previous one, it was still rather forceful and loud all the same. Cyrus put both of his hands on his rear end and exclaimed, "Uh, s-sorry - I dunno what's gotten into me." He passed gas once again.
BRRRrrrrrppp... BRP!
Cyrus was baffled that he still had as much gas in his system as he did, and he could still feel some bubbling up in his stomach. Andaret couldn't help but giggle and said, "Cyrus, there is no need to apologize - I am, after all, the most flatulent in all of Epula." Cyrus slowly moved his hands off his butt, and then replied, "Yeah, I suppose you have a point." Just then, Cyrus farted again.
BBRRRRRPPPPPPPP!
"Uh, honest question," Cyrus asked in a slightly nervous tone, "is this all... normal?" Andaret raised an eyebrow and said, "Actually, no... I'm surprised you're still going - the Initial Break is usually supposed to be just *one* fart, not multiple farts at once."
BRRRRrrrrrrrtttt...
Cyrus wrapped his arms around his stomach, as the farts continued to be pushed out. "I... I feel rather bloated," he said. Cyrus looked down to see that his stomach was starting to swell, however slightly. Clearly, the gas was building up more than expected. Andaret's eyes widened and she replied, "Bloated? That's unusual. Usually there's a sense of relief that comes from--"
BBBRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAPPHHHHTTTT!!
Cyrus bent over somewhat, with his butt poking out as the farts were released. He could feel his stomach swelling even more, and even felt his belly begin to poke out from underneath his under-armor. As he tried wrapping his arms tighter around his torso to squeeze the gas out, it resulted in more powerful farts.
BRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAATTT!!
Alas, no matter how much Cyrus broke wind, his body would continue filling with gas, and his flatulence became more frequent. Andaret told Cyrus, "Uh, we should get out of here, and take you to the infirmary - something is clearly wrong!" Andaret got up from her bed, and moved quickly past Cyrus, out of her room. Cyrus turned and faced Andaret, arms still clenching his stomach. "Princess," he said, "what is going on?" Andaret shook her head and replied, "I'm not sure - this has never happened before."
Andaret made her way towards the infirmary, with Cyrus following behind her, passing gas all the while.
BRRRRP!
BRAP!
BRRRTT!!
With each passing fart, Cyrus could feel his stomach grow more and more, as the bloated feeling became more and more immense. It was as though with each fart, he felt not a sense of relief, but instead more pressure building up, resulting in his stomach becoming more noticeably distended. Eventually, Cyrus moved his arms away from his stomach, only to get a better look at his belly - while his armor was still intact, it was clear that his body was swelling from the gas build-up, pushing the armor further out.
Andaret turned to see Cyrus following behind her, noticeably rounded, and gasped. "Cyrus! Your stomach! It's like you're turning into a parade float!" At the mention of the word "float," Cyrus passed gas once again, but this fart was much bigger than his previous ones.
BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR-BBRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT!!!< br />
And was quickly followed by another, much smaller fart.
Brrrrrrrrppphhtt...
The other guards placed in the hallways of the castle had started pinching their noses, as the stench from Cyrus multiple farts had begun to grow more ripe. Cyrus rubbed the back of his head with his right hand and said, "Sorry about that, guys... I promise, this'll all be sorted out." He turned to face Andaret again, and started following her once more.
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After a few minutes making their way through the castle halls, Andaret and Cyrus had made it to the infirmary, with Cyrus having swelled to about twice the size he was earlier. Cyrus was starting to look more and more like a balloon, with arms, legs and a head, and his armor and clothing underneath were starting to show signs of serious stretching. All the while, Cyrus was still very much farting up a storm, and stinking up the castle halls he found himself running in.
"P-Princess," Cyrus huffed, "w-why am I getting so... gassy?" Andaret shook her head and replied, "I don't know Cyrus. But, our medical staff will see to it that you get deflated and back to normal." Andaret then pushed the doors to the infirmary wide open, as the nurse station there audibly gasped at the sight of Cyrus.
"My goodness! Sire, what happened to you? You're more bloated than I've ever seen any man!" Cyrus gave the nurse an embarrassed smile and replied, "It's, uh... g-gas, sadly." Cyrus then farted.
Brrrrrrr-brrrrrrrrpttt...
The nurse seemed flustered, but also slightly relieved at the same time. "Ah, I-I see," she said in a quiet tone. "Well, it's no issue we here at the castle are not used to handling ourselves - come, we'll see to your flatulence issue right away, Sir Cyrus!" Cyrus stepped into the room, but stopped and turned to face Andaret, and asked her, "Your Majesty? Are you going back to the Throne Room?" Andaret nodded and said back, "Yes, but I'll be back once I get word of your recovery - I have to know for myself what the cause of this may be... I fear it might very well be my fault, and if that's the case..." Andaret trailed off, before looking at Cyrus and stating, "My apologies, Cyrus - whatever I can do to make it up to you, I'll do it." Cyrus couldn't help but blush and pass gas.
BBRRRRRPPPPPT!!
The nurse standing behind Cyrus waved her hand in front of her face quickly and coughed. "Uggghhh, cough-cough, Sir Cyrus, we must see to your bloating right away!" Andaret turned away from Cyrus and made her way back down the halls towards the Throne Room, as Cyrus turned to face the nurse, following her into one of the infirmary's other rooms.
There, Cyrus saw a bed, and was told by the nurse to lay down on his belly on top of the bed, which Cyrus was a bit embarrassed about, but went through with anyway. After a few seconds of laying down in silence, Cyrus could hear his stomach gurgle, and could feel his butt rumble - another large fart was inbound. Cyrus tried holding it in, while the nurse readied her treatment for Cyrus:
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