Gilda brought you to what seemed to be a fairly large living room with two big, long couches arranged around a table and open windows that filled the room with sunlight. She dropped her heavy ass down onto one of the fluffy cloud couches and leaned back. "Ahh these clouds sure are comfy." She spread out her wings and stretched as you took a seat on the couch across from her, your politeness preventing you from just running out the door (also there was the whole problem with you being unable to get down, you weren't the best at teleportation spells yet and it was an awfully long way to the ground)
You nodded and smiled at the sensation of sitting on a cloud. It felt like well, sitting on a cloud. It was so soft and comfy, it was no surprise to you pegasus napped on them as you had often heard about them doing. "Yes, this is very nice. Rainbow Dash sure has a nice house!" You relaxed on your couch, even forgetting that you were sharing this room with a gas filled ticking time bomb.
Gilda spread her legs and leaned back further, her ass now pointing directly at you. You quickly realized this and gulped as her large round cheeks faced you, seeming much larger than it had seemed at first. There was a deadly silence in the room as you soon heard a gurgling, no doubt her stomach and bowels at work with all those beans. "Uhh Gilda..." You muttered, an enormous fart ripping out of her rear and cutting you off as you could actually feel the heat and force of her fart blowing onto you. Immediately after the smell hit you, and sweet Celestia it was bad! The eye watering stench was so horrible that it would have put even a dragon's fart to shame. Gilda seemed completely unphased by her gaseous outburst as she just let out a little relieved sigh and kept her relaxed pose on the couch.
"Yeah?" She looked over at you, snickering from your disgusted reaction. You were desperately trying to fan some of the air away, all of it was in vain of course as Gilda's gas was so thick it seemed to fill the whole room, even with the windows open.
"Y-your... g-gas." You stuttered, having to pause in between as you choked and tried to get some fresh air. Her gas was so stinky you were worried it was going to be permanently seared into your nostrils. At this point you realized that griffons and baked beans definitely do not mix.
Gilda laughed as she rolled her eyes. "Oh, yeah, sorry I guess? You know griffons don't usually care about farts as much as you ponies do. We just let it rip!" She grunted and let fly a long, disgusting fart that was somehow even worse than her previous emissions. The first sniff of it had your nose burning as you were trying anything you could think of to not breathe her gas. "Ahhh. That's why I like Dash so much, she doesn't care. Hell, we've gotten into some pretty mean fart contests. I've never met a pony who can fart like her!" She chuckled as her fetid flatulence didn't seem to affect her at all while to you it was like literal toxic gas.
You were beginning to think that if you didn't get out of her soon, this farting griffon was going to kill you! A silent blast of gas blew past her cheeks, something you would have been unaware of had not the stench not doubled in intensity. Your eyes went wide as the sbd snaked it's way up your nose, filling it with the smell of rotten eggs and unwashed ass. At first you had wanted to learn a lot more about griffons, but this seemed like a little too much!
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