Chapter #6Continue by: Unknown Later.......
At first there were no problems at all as she explained to the group associates about the current projects Capsule Corp were working on. After the speech she had let her employee finish explaining for her and turn everyone's direction to the projector for the presentation in the darkened room, which was a good way to keep the attention away from her as she tried to calm her stomach
Bulma held back a yelp feeling pressure building on her rear and gas pressing against her insides. Quietly excusing herself she left the conference room shutting the door behind her. Looking left and right she hurried down a empty hallway before stopping. She placed both of her hands against the wall for support, leaned her ass out and scrunched up her face. An airy, sputtering fart trailed out of her for a good three seconds, echoing loudly in the hallway. Bulma sighed in relief as the cramp she was feeling subsided. All she wanted wanted to do is desperately calm her aching insides before heading back to the conference room.
"God that smells...", she admitted aloud. It smelled like rotting food, garbage, and something sweet yet hideous. She blanched at the aroma which had came from her own body.
“Why why why did this have to happen now” She angrily pouted. Her ears perked as she heard voices heading her way, she quickly made her way to the conference room before anyone spotted her.
Arriving at the door she brushed herself down and straightened her dress. Her hand reaching for the doorknob when her stomach lurched making her grimace in pain.
"Ungh...my stomach...", She groaned.
Her voice must have caused the people in the room to turn and look at the door. Blushing at her mistake, mumbling to herself she entered with a fake smile.
“Sorry I had to leave It was a pressing issue.”
“It no problem for a busy woman like yourself there is no need for an apology.” A man said. “Now lets continue.”
Sitting in her seat the employee continued where he left off as Bulma listened with half interest. Just then, she felt a big shift in her gut. To her dismay, the familiar sensation of a big pent-up fart pressing against her tightly-clenched asshole once more. She gritted her teeth trying to hold on the monster jawing in her stomach. Fidgeting in her seat didn't help either noticing the looks the people were giving her before someone eventually spoke.
“Mrs. Briefs are you alright?” He asked
“Everything's fine really I’m just excited to know our work is soon going to be viewed by the public eyes!” She lied with a reassuring smile.
This brought a smile to the mans face. “Such an eager mind you are truly an innovative inventor.”
The others agreed nodding the heads in approval. Bulma nervously laughed to herself “Oh if only they knew.”
10 minutes had passed and things were going very well. Bulma had managed to hold back her explosive gas and followed on with the meeting. The bosses were awed by the presentation smiling at the many questions she was getting even though she was hiding the fact that she was slightly shaking from fighting back cramps and gas pains.
Bulma felt her stomach gurgled sickeningly, a feeling of alarming urgency in her bowels. Her asshole puckered under the strain of holding back what felt like a torpedo of bubbling poop which could only mean….
“Diarrhea…..”
She wiped the sweat from her forehead she needed to focus she was a big girl she could hold it…..hopefully
"Are there any more questions?", She asked.
“Ah yes I wanted to know more about…”
The room became silent as a long and violent gurgling noise that filled the conference room no one spoke confused at what the sound was. Bulma panicked there was no way of holding it in anymore.
“I’m terribly sorry but I will have to answer your question a different time. I have to see my son and finish organizing the plans for the students who are here on vacation.” She looked at the employee.”Do you mind finishing things up for me.” Not awaiting an answer already making her way to the door.
"Mrs.Briefs... when will we be able to reschedule", a voice from the conference table said.
"Uh how about………." She was interrupted once more by her troublesome stomach. This growl was even louder and angrier than before, a snarling, lengthy noise that thrashed and bubbled. Bulma whimpered in pain this was getting ridiculous.
"We’ll reschedule another time!” Bulma stepped out room and slammed the door behind her she doubled over, clutching her midsection with her face in discomfort. The pressure on her anus was mounting quickly, she needed to get to a bathroom fast.
She started moving as quickly as she could. Trying to make herself look professional at the same time keep press her butt cheeks together. She paused, and leaned against the door of an empty office as she massaging the cramps. She looked down the hall and moaned she felt like she had been walking for hours..
“I have to release some pressure,” she told herself, looking both ways to make sure the hallway was still empty. She bent forward, sticking her bottom out and relaxed just a little, just enough to let off some gas.
PHHHHRRRFFFFHRRRRFFFFFFFRHRRFT
PRRRFRFRFRRRORRFFRRRRFFFFT
BLOOORRRFFFROOOOOORRRRFFRRRFT HHRRRFFFRT
A massively wet shuddering fart rang out which carried on for a good couple of seconds. Bulma moaned struggling to maintain upright on the wall as her knees threatened to buckle.
"No plea-", a massively wet shuddering fart rang out, "Agh!!” Another fart ripped, this one loud and brief, yet very wet,
All of the sudden, as if she were struck by lightning, She stood upright to suppress her bowels as grasped at her quivering butt with both of her hands. Another long, violent groan emerged from her stomach as Bulma's ass tensed as she buried her hands in to each cheek, trying to suppress a long sputtering wet fart that echoed.
She looked everywhere she was nearly at her limit her eyes wandered when she saw a trash can in the room. The most humiliating thing that she could do could possibly save her. Not thinking anymore she barged in and noticed that no one had ever used it.
“Even better………”
Her left hand on her butt as she took the waste basket and placed it in front of her rolling her skirt upward and pulled her panties down she sat down on the rounded can her butt covering the entire can and sighed awaiting her dreadful moment.
PPPRRRAAAPPPHRT!!! PPPPPHHHHROOOOOOOPPRTTT!! BBBBRRRRAAAAAABRRRRPPPP!!!
A wave of thick, watery muck flowed from between her cheeks hitting the bottom of the can with a continuous, heavy, soggy splat. Sopping wet farts accompanied the wave of diarrhea. Bulma moaned loudly the feeling was just too great it felt like expelling watery chili. The mixture of brown liquid and particles of partially digested food splashed loudly and continuously into the watery waste below, and a pungent odor managed to defeat the former scent in the room. A thunderous wet fart ended her wave and she clutched her stomach and cooed at the relief.
“It’s official I hate having diarrhea.” She looked at her panties and saw a large brown streak she wasn't surprised the farting she had been doing were wet so her panties weren't gonna survive which meant now she couldn't wear them anymore.
Bulma's stomach had began churning violently. She had hoped it was simply her intestines settling after expelling so much waste, but it soon became clear to her that the rumbling was telling her a second attack was coming.
PffttcrrkklplpbllrtttPLPPpffftblrrrrtpfff
Her sphincter released and an unstoppable rush began. Bulma moaned at how easily her waste flowed. The hot, liquidly matter splashed against her tightly hugged backside spreading out across her buttocks.The initial watery blast gave way to a thicker, heavier substance with the consistency of thick, runny mud.The rush subsided and, just like before, closed with a loud bubbly fart.
“Eww this is so gross” She whined as she wiped the tears that flowed down her face. Another few moments of silence with occasional small gurgles coming from her stomach she was done. Now she had to face another problem, what was she gonna wipe with……...  You have the following choice:  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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