Finally, in Turbine, the fighting has stopped for the day, so Femscout could take a break.
She also finally had time to eat, which she had done 30 minutes ago. She ate a Sandwich she stole from her team's Heavy, since it was just sitting there on the bench in the spawn. Little did she know, the Scout and Heavy was actually pulling a prank on her. They put laxatives into the sandwich, and knowing how mischievous Femscout was, they knew she would take the sandwich.
Now, Femscout, all alone in Turbine, was walking around, taking a closer look at her surroundings. She was near the BLU spawn, sitting on the stairs, thinking of what to do. Suddenly, she heard her stomach rumble, and some pressure. She knew this was a fart, and since she was alone, she decided to let it out.
She didn't notice the enemy cloak and dagger Spy nearby her. He was sent on a mission to kill her, since she took out most of the RED team.
With the pressure building up against Femscout's anus, she let it out. It hissed out of her anus, slowly, suddenly growing into a wet fart, getting louder, then slowing down, back to a hiss. It definitely stunk, as the fart was trapped in her skirt, making in much more concentrated. She released another small toot, feeling more pressure build up inside her.
The Spy stuttered for a moment, tripping over himself as he moved away slightly. The Femscout heard the Spy, and saw his slight transparent.
"Spy!" She shouted out, blushing lightly, wondering if he heard her fart. She disregarded that immediately and tackled down the Spy. She put both of his arms of to the side, the Femscout holding them down to the ground.
"What are you doing here!" She shouted at the Spy, pissed at him for attempting to kill her…or just being a pervert.
"Ah, I….uh…" He didn't know what excuse to say.
"Tell me or I'll use you as my cushion!" She shouted a little louder at him, getting angrier, also feeling pressure build up a little more in her stomach.
He was at a lost of words, unsure what to say without giving everyone else away.
"Alright, that's it!" She said, as she turned around, standing over the Spy's face, allowing him to get a good look at her panties.
She sat down with her skirt…
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