Yang slowly brought her head to Blake's human ear.
"How about you and I devour these snacks I brought and...fumigate this room~?"
Yang said that in a sultry voice to trigger Blake's libido. And it worked like a charm. Blake's face was flushed from arousal.
[A few minutes later...]
All of the snacks were devoured, and the BY of team RWBY were sprawled on the beds, full of salty goodness. And since they ate them so fast, their bellies are noticeably bloated with gas.
While Blake was tending to her distended belly, Yang tilted her ample rear towards Blake and pushed.
BBBBBBBBBPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMBBBBBBBTTTTT~!
Out came a hot, bassy toot that had a squeaky finished. Yang sighed in relief as she felt the vibrations her fart produced. Then came the smell...whew, boy! It was like onions dipped in manure! In short, the smell was unbearable! Unless you were like these two girls, who had fart fetishes. Then, it would be like heaven~
Blake took deep whiffs of the foul concoction and was instantly smitten by the odor. Yang noticed this and smirked.
"You liked that, kitty~?" she teased, making Blake turn pink. "Good. Now it's your turn!"
At that moment, Yang pressed down on Blake's distended belly, and a raunchy, eggy fart was released on the poor bed. The smell quickly made its way to Yang's awaiting nose, where she happily inhaled it. Though, while she appreciated that masterpiece...
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