CHRISTINA AND TIM MAKE A FART VIDEO

By: SellCon2762

It was mid-January in the Bay Area and on this particular day it had been rather dreary out. It
was a Saturday evening across the bay in Berkeley where Tim was entertaining Christina inside his dorm
room. Christina was wearing a pair of black jeans that as usual hug her ass to the point that half her
crack was easily formed by it. She also wore a blue sweatshirt and a ponytail on top of her head. Tim
was in usual college drag with his grey hooded sweatshirt and a khaki pair of shorts. They were both in
his dorm room where his roommate had conveniently left to go do some studying, or drinking, or
something else. To point was, he was out of the room when Christina was in it. She didnt visit too often,
since she didnt want to get banned from the dormitory complex.

At the current moment, Christina was busy on a wooden, swirly chair at Tims computer on the
internet while Tim watched on his bed at the sheer vision of Christina, of her vast and juicy and gassy
butt sitting there on his chair, oh how he loved to smell that chair as she ripped fart after fart, and
tonight was bound to be good for him, they had gotten back from one of the campus dining facilities and
Christina had loaded up on egg salad and a huge helping of cabbage and broccoli, and this was after
eating from the Mexican food section as well, loading herself up on spicy foods and refried beans. Truth
be told, she didnt always eat the gassiest foods at all times, but only when she knew her farts were
going to be used. On most days, she would eat more regular food, some of which made her gassy and
some of which made her very gassy, with Christina a medicine such as Beano was simply a non-option.
They had been talking for a while about her life in general as well as his. Not to mention the fact that
Christina was asking how Megan was coping with her comeuppance by her.

She hasnt taken it wellin fact she has been trying to build up her gas production, she is
releasing bombs that have become far worse than even on that Thanksgiving. I swear, she eats so much
and she is always trying out new gassy foods. I think she wants to beat you. Tim said as the mere
thought of his sisters gassy improvement caused him to grow him member just a bit on the bed, but out
of eyesight of Christina.

Wellshe can try, but she will fail. My digestive system is very unique. It has been building up
ever since my birth and all indications are that it will only diversify even more to produce even fouler
gases. Christina said as she looked behind her chair and gave Tim a very devilish smile. More and more,
she was playing around with Tims obsession for farts, and he loved every moment of it. It was a dream
come true, he had read on various message boards about guys who had found that perfect girl who
would fart for them, and he knew that he had found the true diamond in the rough. As soon as she said
that, he began to smell something very sinister, Christina had laid a silent steamer on the chair.

Phew! Is that you?! Tim said yelling out toward Christina. As soon as he asked he began to feel
the heat of the fart increase in power as it spread from its original power source at Christinas nuclear
reactor that was her ass. The thick rotten egg and broccoli smelling odor slowly spread its wicked fecal
wind throughout the wind as it blew out from her ass. Even though the ass was seated squarely on the
seat, the foul stench still found no problem in spreading its filth across every corner of the dorm room.
What was only briefly smelling like a typical college kids dorm room, smelling of some light trash and
even a little alcohol, had now been transferred into the smelling chamber of Christina Lopezs bowel
movements, and Tim was enjoying everything, even if he had to use his blanket to cover his nose briefly.
It was a noxious cloud of Christinas digested airborne wastes and it had burned a hole through her ass
as it was being expelled from her butt, but it was hardly her worst fart, hell, it was probably among the
weakest she had released in quite some time.

I see that dorm food is working well through me. Hopefully I dont have to use your toilets
here, I would be worried about causing that big of a scene tonight. She said giggling as she began going
through a few of Tims computer files.

Nawdont worry about it. Tom wont be back for quite some time, I grabbed a couple of cans
of air fresheners that should make it a bit tolerable, Ill open the window up a little bit too if you want

No, dont open it. I love to simmer in my own gases; it just gives me further satisfaction that I
am creating something great. She said with a bright smile as she began to wave the area around her
crouch. God it smelt so good to her, a real burner of a SBD, nothing like the pathetic farts that Tim had
been used to smelling in the lab.

Yeahtoo bad my sister thinks she can achieve that level of greatness. Tim said as he finally
felt the initial wave of gas subside. Even if it was only a 8-second SBD, it took nearly four times as long
for the whole fart to leave the sweaty buttcrack of Christinas and reach Tims nostrils, and even longer
for it to reach the edge of the room. Tim had been worried about how his girlfriends farting would
affect the other rooms nearby but had yet to hear of any complaints.

Well, thats her problem, Im not going to worry about ithey.whats this I see? Christinas
eyes perked up as she noticed a file buried deep with Tims documents, it was separated into two
separate files, FS and FV. She opened up the first one and saw a folder holding in many Word and text
documents with a variety of titles, nearly half of them including the word fart in them.

What are you looking at? Tim said as he rose his head up around his girlfriends massive body
to see her reading a passage from one of the stories she had found in the file.

She felt another rumble and decided to let it out before thinking about it, she lifted her right
ass cheek off the bed andumIm not sure how to read this last part, its just a bunch of Ps and Hs
and Rs. She said as she began to giggle at what she was reading, it was a story about someone farting.
And that last part she was reading was how the writer was describing the fart itself. Once she had
figured out what the passage said she began to lift her own ass off the chair.

OhhhhI get it now. They were trying to say this.

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Christina grunted really loudly as she opened up the floodgates of her anus and started to push out a far
more violent fart. The entire seat was shaking as she was blasting wave after wave of continuous foul
gas onto its wooden surface before blowing it out from the seat and stinking up the room with a new,
devilish aroma of sulfuric power. The fart lasted around 12 seconds and once it was finished she had felt
her ass become much warmer and had to sit it back on the warm seat as she breathed in a sigh of relief.

Goddamn! That was a good one; I could swear I could feel it over here. Tim said as he waved
the air around his face, trying to get rid of the foul odor that surrounded him. He started walking toward
the window before his girlfriend had reminded him of something.
 Heywhat did I just say about opening that window. I was serious about that. She said with
her shining eyes staring straight at Tims growing smile.

Heheof course. He said as he quietly went back to his bed. Christina then went and looked
through a few more of the stories and read bits and pieces of them. This had delighted her quite a bit, to
see other people with an interest in the one thing she really excelled out. She turned back toward Tim
and started giving him a large smirk. He looked at her with his heart racing, not sure of what her
reaction would be. After a few awkward seconds, she began laughing her ass off.

You knowif I were anyone else reading these stories, I would have thought that these writers
were going a little too overboard on their descriptions about these farts. But you need to read the
report the scientists created over my fart experience if you wanted something to jerk off to. That report
makes any of these writings seem ratherweak. She said as she giggled about the mere concept of
what she was saying.

Really?

YeahI mean, I guess to any other human, this would sound amazing, but these girls and their
farts, they make it sound so epic but to me it just sounds somundane. I guess thats the problem about
being the gassiest person in the world.. BBBBBBBBBBBUUUUUUUUURRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!! She
belched a three-second broccoli flavored burp from her mouth as she started tasting some of the
digested remnants of her meal. The burp smelled in its own right, but had no comparison to the power
of her two farts. She then went out of the stories folder on his computer and over to the other one,
which was a video folder. It contained various videos of girls farting in different positions and scenarios.
She went over to click on one that said Beans on it. The video started showing a woman eating a bowl
of baked beans and then sharing her farts with the viewer. Tim knew what Christina was watching and
saw as Christina looked with a bit of fascination at the video.

Um.Christina, dont get any ideas. Before you, this is what I had to watch before I met you.
Tim said with great nervousness as he continued to watch Christina watching the video. About halfway
through the ten minute flick she began to lose a little interest, and then the big farting from the eating
of the beans started to pick up. Tim, wondering what was going on had started to watch the video along
with Christina. Right as the woman in the video began farting in full earnest; Tim heard a loud boom
come from around him. It was a 10-second loud, booming blaster of a fart.
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Wow! I dont remember her farts being that big. Tim remarked as could hear the remnants of
that last fart ring throughout his ears. The woman on the video began laughing as she waved the air
around her as she remarked about the potent stench that was going around her. It was at that moment
that Tim swore that he could smell that fart as well, and then it hit him, he was smelling a fart. The smell
of raw meat and veggies started to fill the air all around him and spread from where Christina was
seated and it soon became very evident to him from the strong eye-watering quality of the fart that it
wasnt from the woman on the video but from Christina herself.

Ho boythose veggies are sure going through me right now. She said as she leaned over
toward the side and blasted another, much shorter but still very potent fart out from her jeans-covered
behind. The smell of veggies continued to grow in power as it spread itself further throughout the room.
Tims penis was now very erect as he continued to breathe in the copious amounts of gas that Christina
was releasing. And as soon as his eyes had regained some vision from being tear-covered, the video on
the screen was over. Christina sat there with her arms covered and looked over her shoulder at Tim with
a big smile on her face.

You thought that was her for a moment, her farts were weak! She said giggling at her
statement. Tim had remembered this particular video, it was in fact the biggest farts he had ever heard
come out of a woman at that point. And here, the smell and noise of the fart that the woman had cut
there was nothing in comparison to what this 18-year old was lying right there on his desk chair. The
heavy smell of Christinas farts was going to remain in that room for some time, but her point was made.
Even compared to the farts of other woman on videos and in stories, it still paled in comparison to her
actual product.

Yeahbut those were the biggest farts Id had ever heard that didnt come from my sister or
from you. You have to understand Christina, to most of us people who are into this sort of thing, this is
our entertainment, this is how we get off, by fantasying about woman farting and by watching the real
thing. Of course, some videos show girls farting but those arent real, in this one, the woman here had to
eat beans for an entire week to get those kinds of farts. Tim explained as an idea started to spread
around his mind.

Well, I feel real sorry for those others, and very fortunate for you. You know how bad a woman
could really fart, the people who watch these thingstheyre only watching second-best, hell I ripped
larger farts than those when I was 13, and Im not even joking. One year, actually, I think I was 12, I was
attending an Easter Vigil Mass since one of my family members was being baptized, confirmed, and
receiving their first communion, its a Catholic thing. Anyway, I was sitting there in the pew, all dressed
up in my Easter best, I was probably about 57 at that time, not too big, although bigger for my age.oh
my that really stinks! Christina had finally gotten a grip on the fart that she had just laid there. The
smell seemed only to be increasing in potency as it continued to spread around the room like a growing
fog across the Bay Area. But Tim was more interested in this story that Christina was telling him.

Wait.COUGH.what happened? Tim asked as he started noticing the stronger uptick of his
girlfriends fart.

First of all, I didnt fart again; it just takes time to spread, so in case you were thinking of
thatdont worry I got more. But back to my story, I had eaten a lot of eggs and vegetables prior to that
mass and I soon found out that was a big mistake. I was laying all silent farts for the first four I cut there
in the first half of the mass; this thing can go on for up to like three hours so Im in this church for quite
some time. By the time we got to the actual baptism part of the mass, I began ripping what was easily
my biggest fart ever, this thing went on for 30 full seconds, it was a beast to rip at that time and at my
size. And the smell.oh God did I stink up that church. To see the shock on the faces of those around
me, to see that it was this 12-year old cutting that big of a fart. It was at that moment that I knew I was
real special. My father was very embarrassed after that and took me out of the church and back home. I
had to see a doctor after that, who wouldnt. I could see the flame of the Easter candle; I could swear
that it was bigger as I was leaving the church. I also had to use the bathroom after that and I recalled
that it was the largest shit I had ever taken, weak compared to my current ones, but at that time I was
feeling very flatulent. I was 12, you try finding any of those grown women who could do that! Christina
was quite proud of her tale, and who wouldnt be. She was suddenly remember the great relief she had
felt that night as she released those farts, that was the night that she crossed the threshold of simply a
kid having gas problems to entering the big leagues of farting, even surpassing the big leagues, she was
already entering the SUPER league of farting. Tims member was as hard as it could possibly be as he
heard that story, he would have done anything to be in that church six years ago, just the thought of this
57 girl cutting massive farts on a wooden pew in church. He had heard of guys doing that before, but
never someone who wasnt even a teenager, even from a fart that large.

Christ! I need to go to church more often. Tim admitted as he tried to understand the story.
To him, it was better than any real-life story he had ever read on a message board, to Christina was
simply another tale in her illustrious history.

Well.father and I didnt go to that church again. Fortunately we werent parishioners there,
but my tale did spread around, even though it has sense subsided. I was told later on that several people
nearby me had to use the bathroom and were feeling lightheaded. Not bad for a 12-year huh?

Not bad for anyone! Megan wasnt even like that at 12. Tim replied as he heard another loud
gargle come from within his girlfriends bowels.

Just more proof that I am the best farter in the worldhands down.
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15-second, drawn out bubblier of a fart shot out from Christinas behind as she lifted her right butt
check right in Tims direction and began blasting him with another strong and powerful fart. The air
inside the whole dorm room had turned more yellow and green as the haze from Christinas fart became
more evident, with all the farting she was doing, there was nowhere for the gas to go but within the
room. But the smell was starting to be noticed by those who passed by the closed door in the hallway by
Tims room, but still no one had thought that it was being caused by a tall Hispanic girls meal of dorm
food. The smell of the fart that was being blasted in Tims face as it continued rumbling in and up and
down motion out from Christinas butt was very raunchy to say the least, it was approaching the levels
of the dreaded Christina Fart Smell.

No doubtthis just gave me an interesting idea. Tim said as he started breathing in the fart. As
he began to talk about his idea, he began backing away all the way to one of the walls in his room. He
placed his nose deep within his hoodie, trying to breathe in any of his own odor to avoid Christinas
gassy onslaught from overtaking him. But as usual, this was not helpful, her toxic gas had found a way to
filter its way through his clothing as it was laying its claim over everything in his room, all his equipment,
his chair, his bed, his clothing, and even his body, everything was smelling like Christinas eggy fart.

Hehesorry. She said with a smile and a shrug of her shoulders. She knew that she had to
control her farts a little more, but her stomach was still churning and bubbling as more of her meal was
being processed into gas.

.anyway.Oh God.I still cant breathe through that.let me leave my room for just a
minute. Please Chrissy have mercy on me. Tim gagged as the smell from his girlfriends ass continued to
spread throughout the room.

Oh go aheadI dont want to kill you, just come back soon, Im going to look at a few more of
these videos. Christina said as Tim opened the door toward the hallway and as quickly as he opened it
he slammed it to keep the smell in. Some of his roommates were wondering what was going on as Tim
passed them by and all he told them was to avoid going by his room. Those in the surrounding rooms
could faintly smell the gas and could smell it even more on his clothes. It was a stingy rotten egg odor
they could smell on his clothing. Tim went straight for the bathroom where he had to use the toilet, but
not to throw up in thankfully. He also went to the sink and splashed water on his face to get rid of a little
of the smell. For the first time in about a half hour he was smelling clean air, in only partially.

Back in his dorm room, Christina read a few more of the farting stories and watched a few more
of the videos while she released three more monster farts on the chair. At this point, she was just
releasing these babies at increasing and more potent intervals. Her colon was being filled with even
more quantities of gas that were all needed release, but she also felt a major bowel movement of the
solid kind coming too. Her stomach was aching a little as she felt the gas being forced through her
intestines. But the farts she ripped there in the chair were very noisy and very wet in their appearance,
even making her underwear a tad damp from the incredible amount of stink she had produced. While
food like beans may give her the worst farts, broccoli gave her the deadliest farts. She had enjoyed the
fact that she was alone on the computer dropping her smelly and terrible farts while looking at stories
and videos, supposedly releasing bad farts, bad by their standards, pathetic by hers. And once her eyes
became tearing up to the sulfuric concoction that was her killer farts, even she knew that she had to do
something about her gas soon before she would make the room unlivable to Tim. After a couple of more
minutes after her last malodorous fart she saw Tim walk back into the room, only to find the smell inside
his room worsened.

Christina! What is wrong with you! I left for a few minutes to get a little fresh air and I come
back to see that the stench in here is even worse. Tim said as he continued to wave the air around the
room, blowing around the fog-like green haze that was continuing to increase in the room. It was not a
large room that these farts were being blasted in and every one of her farts made it worse.

Nopeits about to smell worse. Christina said as she did a sharp lean to the right as another
foul and misty bubbling fart started to erupt from her ass. The sound of bubbles was unavoidable in this.
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Woah! That felt kind of nice, and my tummy feels a little better. Christina said laughing as she
rubbed her stomach, trying to gage how it felt with the release of that latest fart. She was very bloated
from that meal at the cafeteria and now the shitty smell of her farts was becoming more noticeable. It
really smelled like she had to take a large dump and with the usual broccoli and veggie smell more
pronounced in the air Tim could hardly contain himself as he sat back down on the bed. After a minute
had passed he started to become more used to the smell. It was filthy and raunchy, but it was also the
greatest smell from the greatest farter he had ever smelled, Christina was right; all those other women
she had seen in the videos were pretenders.

I sure hope so Christinabecause Im going to be smelling it here for the next few hoursIm
opening up the window. Tim said as he proceeded toward the window in his room, he opened it
without hearing anything from Christina and a slender amount of cool air began blowing into the room.
To his fortune, the wind was blowing straight into his room, unfortunately it had to fight with Christinas
eggy, warm fart air and the cool air wasnt winning.

Party pooper.speaking of which, I may have to be doing that very soon the way Im going.
She said giggling as she continued to rub her stomach. The air in the room was very ripe and very
raunchy and it hung over like a superheated cloud of toxic chemicals. It smelled very much as if there
was a chemical spill inside the room, smelling of sulfur and brimstone. As Tim sat back down on his bed
he finally got the chance to mention his idea to Christina. She was back on the computer checking her
Facebook page as she typed in a new journal entry on the status bar.

God, Ive ripped some juicy farts in Tims dorm room, little Timmy cant handle the smell and
has opened up the window. He was right about one thing, dorm food does give someone bad gas, and
more me MEGA BAD GAS! She hit enter on the keyboard and laughed as she continued to take in her
own smell. Tim had finally gotten himself used to the smell once more and was able to think and to talk.
His idea that had been nagging in his mind for the last half hour had finally gotten him to the point that
he was wanting to talk about it.

Christina, I think you and I need to make a fart video. Tim blurted out. He felt relieved to get
the thought out of his head and Christina was quick to turn her head, while ripping out a small toot of a
fart, about three seconds long.

Huh? She asked as the first new wave of her stinkiness had blasted her in the face. It paled in
comparison to her previous farts, but from the explosions going on within her stomach she felt as if
more was still to come.

You said that these girls in the videos are pathetic, right? Tim said as he started waving his
hand around from her newest fart.

RightI mean its not their fault, theyre just not me, no one can be me. She giggled at that
moment, as she continued to recognize her own greatness and uniqueness.

Well, why dont we make a video, a fart video of you farting and post it online Tim began but
was cut off by a slightly concerned Christina.

You want me to make porn, dont ya?

No, no, no, no, no. Not porn, a fart video.

But its still porn.

No it isnt. Youre not going have to be naked, and there will be no fucking going on. All you
have to do is sit there or stand or whatever you might be doing and fart. Fart and comment on the fart
and that will be that. There can be nothing sexual about any of this.

Alrightwhat would this video be and why would I be interested. She turned the seat back
around and was in a thinking pose as she thought about Tims idea. Meanwhile, Tim was getting another
hard on just thinking about the seat that Christina was in. It must have smelt very bad, like well beyond
rotten eggs, and he had also forgotten the cabbage she had eaten too, only helping to enhance the
smell in the room. That chair would stink for a good while, that warm and stinky chair.

Tim? Christina cried out as she saw his eyes fixated on that chair for a moment. His
concentration had been broke and he went on to explain his idea.
 Okay.I have a challenge for you then. Your farts are the greatest and there is no arguing the
point, what you need to tell the world, is that your farts are the greatest and there is no further arguing
the point. What we need to make is the biggest, most epic video ever, something that would blow away
the competition, hell blow it away after the first few farts. Your beasts are without parallel, and I think
that point needs to be made. We need you farting at your worst, with the biggest, smelliest farts ever
produced by man or woman. Heres my idea: You eat nothing but beans for a whole week. Tim was
finished with a continuous of his erected member. He was just now contemplating the thought of his
girlfriend, who was gassy beyond belief, eating the gassiest food in the world for a whole week.

Beans? For a whole week?

Thats correct. Do beans give you the worst gas Christina?

Wellyeah. My biggest and smelliest farts have been from beans, broccoli too, but its really
neck and neck. But beans do contribute to my largest farts for sure. So what happens if I commit to this
all-beans diet for a week?

We film itall of your farts from that week.

ALL of themyou will need a whole lot of film. The last time I ate beans, a good helping of them
over Christmas Break, I was dropping 150 farts a day. If I ate them for a whole week, that number could
be multiplied. Its a very nice thought though, and would surly make the visit to the lab a bit more
interesting.

And it would provide us with the best material imaginable. Just think, the looks on everyones
faces when they see you, Christina Lopez, ripping the juiciest, massive farts ever from a constant diet of
beans. They would have thought you were the greatest from day one, and just imagine how much worse
they would be by day seven.

Im not sure Section 26 would be up to the challenge, hell, Im not sure Id be up to the
challenge personally.

Wellthink of this, we could sell the video, online. Any profits the video make, I would give
back to you, if you complete the challenge, you could end up with a good deal of money, and all because
of your epic farts. I can get access to a decent video camera to record a good deal of the scenes,
probably over in your room back at Section 26. There is also my smaller camera which works for a video
camera, so we could film other scenes outside, but in a more portable location. Tom has this one
program on his computer where we could move the videos around and edit the material if we need to.
We could have a full package finished by late next week. Tim said as he started to smell yet another
silent fart that peeped its way out from Christina. He went back to lying down on his bed as he used his
blanket to shield his nose from the smell. She couldnt help but to laugh at the damage she was causing
in the room, but the idea about the video was interesting her even more.

Soall that I do is eat beans for each meal next week or so and videotape the farts I produce?

Correct, I can come over to the compound tomorrow and we can get set up.
 You knowthis actually sounds like a cool idea now. Now the whole world will know just how
bad my farts can bebut Ill do it only if you do one thing for me. Christina said with beaming eyes as
she raised her eyebrows toward Tim.
Whats that?

I got this massive, wet stinker of fart developingright now; I want you to sniff it. She said as
she slowly got up from her seat.

Um.are you sure.I mean I can smell it al. Tim was cut off as Christina exerted her
tremendous force on Tim and proceeded to sit her jean-covered behind right over his face there on the
bed. Each check covered the head and the buttcrack was large enough that nearly half his face was
covered by it itself.

Nuh uhif you want me to do this, you are going to smell this one! Christina said as she began
building up the gases with her. Tim started to get a little more excited as he knew that when his
girlfriend said she had to fart, she meant it. He looked up at the darkness that had been caused by the
enormity of her asscheeks. Up above, Tims nose had lost all sense of smell except for the eggy aroma
that was already present from Christinas previous farting. To him, his entire world at that moment was
based on what brewed inside Christinas stomach and exploded out onto his face. Then, he heard his
girlfriend begin to grunt and move her booty up and down as the asscheeks got into position to pry open
the canyon of sweaty and gassy buttcrack to allow safe passage for what to Christina felt like a massive
load of gas. Once the position was ready, her sphincter was open and the rectum was allowed to empty.
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By now, the feeling and experience of smelling one of Christinas farts was a familiar one to Tim
and this latest fart was no difference, but there was an extra smelly component with this one that
continued to carry her farts beyond the impossible. He knew what veggies and broccoli did to her farts
and the effects of having his nose planted right in the crevice of Christinas jeans meant that he was
taking in an awful lot of warm, stinky, eggy-smelling gas. The sulfuric content in this bad boy was off the
charts and it seemed like she was releasing a good portion of all the gas she had been building up that
evening. Two plants in the room that were Tims roommates had started wilting from the sudden lack
of oxygen that was present. Even with the window open all the way, the gas found its way to stink up
the room even more with the foulest aroma that it had likely ever experienced, in all the rooms years of
housing college boys. As this 20-second behemoth of a fart was erupting from Christinas large behind,
Tim had his hand in his pants as he began to work off his meat. For all those videos he had seen and the
stories he had read, he had always wondered what it would have been like to live in those situations,
but no more, he was experiencing something very real, and very much better. The gas that flowed out of
Christinas bottom was without parallel and Tim knew it.

The first five seconds of the blast had the fart sound like an oversized blow horn, blasting its way
out from her anus and all into Tims face, which had at that point become red with the brutal force of
Christinas behind on top of him and with the loads of gas. The fart shook his entire face in a rather
violent fashion, only adding to the pain he felt after the fart was over. The vibrations from Christinas
gassy explosion shook his head plus his body and bed. Tim could also feel the vibrations on the floor,
although that may have just been him imagining things. As the seconds continued on and Christina
continued to unload her gas, the fart had started to fluctuate up and down in noise and volume as bits
of gas were released here and there, but always keeping an undertone of the fart to show that the gas
was always being expelled. By the 15-second mark of the fart the seat of her pants had now become
superheated, perhaps even beyond that, it was also getting wet. The last five seconds of the fart turned
into something of a wet, juicy fart that splattered as the anus was releasing its last bout of fart gas, only
it wasnt just fart gas, it was fart juice, juice that would herald the arrival of a big dump. There was no
stopping her now, she was going to take a dump and it was going to be at that dorm. By the time the
fart had finally stopped, there was a wet spot growing right where the butthole made contact with the
tight jeans. Slowly the spot was growing as the wet fart juice started to soak in adjacent threads on the
jeans. Meanwhile, on Tims face, he was breathing in the toxic, killer fart gas into his lungs, breathing the
fart in almost, and as the fart progressed, it got closer to tasting like shit until the very end where it did
taste like shit. Those last five seconds to Tim had felt like someone that taking a big dump in his mouth
and by the end his nose was covered in a very thin layer of fart juice that had seeped all the way out of
his girlfriends anus. Now she knew that she had to unload some solid fecal matter.

Oh shitI gotta go! Christina said as she got her face off of Tims face, exposing him to the
cleaner; yet still foul-smelling fart-induced air that was now covering up the dorm room. She slammed
his door open and began running down the long corridor that separated his room from the bathroom.
Tims room was at the end of the hallway, meaning that 15 other rooms had to be passed before
reaching the bathroom. By this point, the growing green cloud of fart gas had begun to spread out of his
room and into the hallway. As Christina ran down the hallway, the floor shook a little under the larger-
than-normal footfalls that Christinas increased size produced. As she passed by, the mere passing of her
butt increased the potency of the fart gas that was already present. This fart she had just cut wasnt just
a room-clearer; it was a hallway-clearer too. Of the rooms nearby Tim, their doors had been no match
for some of Christinas gas to pass through. The gas found its way underneath the room and had quickly
spread itself throughout the other students rooms. The gas wasnt as strong as it was in Tims room, but
that didnt matter. Their rooms now stunk as much as Tims did after Christinas very first fart, and that
was more than enough to get them out of the rooms, only to see the hallway smelling more with an
unusual trail of green haze leading out of Tims green, hazy room and straight to the bathroom. Some of
the students began waving their hand and as they saw Tim look down the hallway toward the bathroom
they started to yell at Tim.

Tim? What the hell was that, did you shit your pants? One of the guys asked as he approached
Tim, who started to pinch his own nose from the smell.

God Timthat was horriblethat one just reeks! Another college student remarked.

Noit was my girlfriend. Tim said, honestly, though not expecting anyone to believe him.

Shut upno way your girlfriend could have done that. The guy said, with a little expectation
that only a man could have produced such a vulgar stench.

No, it wasntif you dont believe me, go into the bathroom. He said pointing his finger down
toward the door of the bathroom, which had now been shut.

The bathroom at the end of the hallway was an all-guys bathroom since it was an all-guys floor.
When you walk in there were a bank of five sinks on both sides with a long mirror along each wall. Past
there to the right there were six urinals and to the left there were six bathroom stalls. Christina had
arrived at the restroom and ran across to the first bathroom stall which was almost straight ahead from
the front door of the restroom. In two seconds flat she was already in the bathroom stall, slamming the
door and pulling down her gas-covered jeans. After dropping her massive pairs of panties and pants on
the ground she sat her large butt, only to see that the toilet was not built for her tremendous stature.
Oh, there was room for her butt to sit on the toilet seat with about half a cheek to hand out from there
and she was able to get an opening to the toilet bowl, but there it was the volume that was a problem
for her. Nevertheless, she had to unload a fierce dump and this was as good a place as she was going to
find that wasnt her own toilet back at Section 26. Her tall frame meant that her eyelevel was more than
halfway up the stall door and her legs were propped further up against the floor than on her normal
toilet. Her long legs meant that her thighs were leaning backwards from their high point at her knees
down to where she was seated on the toilet. On both sides of her, there was about five inches of space,
it was a rather cramp space for her, but she had had her share of public bathrooms before and she was
not about to shy away from this one. At the moment, there was another guy on his cell phone in a stall
about three down from her. His conversation had been echoing throughout the bathroom, but she was
about to put an end to that. She then felt the huge bubbling sensation within her stomach as the solid
waste she was known for dropping was now at the backdoor. She leaned her body to the right
and.BBBBBBBBBBBBBLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTT!!

The white toilet Christina had sat her gassy and sweaty bare butt started to shake violently as
she released this 10-second bubbly and wet fart into the toilet. The fart smelled as sinister as ever as the
evil gases that had come from Christinas industrial-like digestive system started spewing a dark green
gas that flowed out from all the little cracks that were formed from her ass on the toilet seat. The green
tendrils of gas swiftly flowed out from her little stall and began moving underneath each stall, filling
them with her own massive stink. It smelled very much like raw rotten eggs and digested cheese, along
with the ever present smell of broccoli and veggies. The fart was not as big as her previous eruption in
Tims dorm room, but the power was just as incredible and the impacts of the fart were still far-fetching
across the room. The guy on his cell phone on the john had started to smell the incredible stench and
began gagging, with the person on the other end wondering what was going on.

Oh man.oh manyou have got to smell this, it reeks very bad in here, it smells like something
died, and it wasnt even me.I cant stand it in here anymore, I gotta get The guy said as he turned
his cell phone off and when quick for the toilet paper as he quickly wiped his own butt and flushed the
piece down the toilet, all while trying to avoid the growing hot smell of this newest persons bowel
movements.

Its about to smell a WHOLE lot moreI got to take a MASSIVE DUMP! Christina said yelling as
she pushed on her anus and began to unleash another large fart, lasting some 10 more seconds, creating
the sickest, raunchiest smell and noise to have ever bounced off the walls of that bathroom. The inside
of that small toilet in the stall she was in was never going to be the same after this dump. Christina
pushed her large hands against the sides of the toilet as she leaned over and began pushing out the fart
in earnest. The first part of the fart was a nasty, sloppy sounding bubblier of a fart that shook the toilet
further. At the halfway point, it slowly progressed from being a fart to pure liquid shit exploding out of
her ass and into the toilet like a torrential downpour, it actually sounded like someone taking the
hardest piss in their life, only it was a pure diarrhea like shit and it smelled infinitely worse than anything
else. The guy who was in the bathroom had quickly made his way out as he heard what sounded like a
girls voice. He opened the door and quickly closed it as a couple of other guys plus Tim were watching
from outside, they had also heard the noises come from the bathroom.
 Who the hell is that in there!? Cant be anyone one of us? One of the two guys who had
accompanied Tim had stated.

Noit isnt. Thats my girlfriend, dont believe me, go inside. Tim suggested as the two guys
looked at each other for a moment, thinking about whether or not they should listen to Tim. Back inside,
Christina began pushing on her stomach as she felt another large wave of shit appear at the sphincter of
her anus. She started pushing out and it ground-shaking fart ruptured its way out from Christinas
cheeks, and at the same time, the first of many solid pieces of shit started to snake its way out from
Christinas anus. The shit was a dark brown and was around an inch thick and six inches wide, weak
compared to her really good dumps, but a good start nonetheless. The gas that this shit had heralded in
only made the scene inside the bathroom worse, and as she released the first piece of shit she could
hear it hit the watery shit that had already accumulated in the toilet. As she giggled to herself she placed
her head on both her hands and had her elbows at her knees as she concentrated and began to pee,
releasing a much-needed relief from her bladder too, which as expected from a large girl her size, was
extra big as well. It took two minutes for her to finish her piss, only adding to the accumulation of shit in
the toilet. By this point, her dark green gassy haze had filled the entire bathroom all the way to the point
that the lighting in the room seemed a bit dimmer.

Oh boyI am not going to fit all of this in the toilet! Christina cried out as she began
unleashing more of her toxic crap into the toilet. The next five minutes were spent with her on the seat,
stinking the hell out of the bathroom with more of her toxic gas and solid waste. The bathroom smelled
worse than it had ever smelt before and there was no denying it to Tim what was going on in there. One
of the guys finally got the courage and began to open the door only to be assaulted by a wave of green
haze that had filled the bathroom and began to flow out. Christina then leaned over toward the right
side on the seat and began to release another heavy bout of shit into the toilet. Four logs now emerged
from her anus, larger than the ones before and this was followed by a cascade of liquid, brown shit that
poured out. As if the situation couldnt get any worse, it was, the smell continued to increase
exponentially as the college student that was with Tim had decided to walk into the bathroom. This
turned out to be a bad idea for him, as he walked inside to see a deep cloud of brown floating all around
the bathroom. All the mirrors had been fogged up and it smelled like the largest, raunchiest dump in
human history inside. He began pinching his nose as he started understanding just how great of a dump
this was. Guys had always been able to brag about the shits they took, but this, this was much greater.
As he began leaving he began to feel the ground shake around him as he felt the force of another fart!

PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL
LLLLLLLLLLLLLBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!
For twenty seconds, this fart continued to rattle the rim of the toilet and fill it with the loudest, most
inconsiderate noise possible. As the fart was rattling on, more small pieces of shit were being released in
the bowl as a denser, more intense green cloud began to emerge from between Christinas legs. This gas
was the foulest thing she had experienced in quite some time. She began waving the air all around as
she started to regret ever going into the bathroom. Back home, she would have had some devices to get
rid of the smell, anything to curb it at least, but here, there was none of that, no comforts of home, just
a toilet that was near full and the filthiest gas imaginable flowing out from between the biggest butt
cheeks most people who saw her had ever seen. The gas flowed out for about 15 seconds at a consistent
rate that allowed it to flow out like exhaust out of a tailpipe, which was pretty much what was
happening to her, it was exhaust and it was blowing out of her tailpipe, and she was causing a whole lot
of pollution. As this broccoli-colored gas continued to flow around the bathroom it had taken over all
available oxygen in it and the guy who had braved his way into the bathroom was now coughing and
gagging as his own oxygen levels were going down. He quickly made it to the door and was able to make
it, but not before falling on his knees and breathing the ground, trying to get something that wasnt
fouled by Christinas bowels.

God damnit smells wicked in there, that is the worst smell I think I have ever smelled. You
said that way your girlfriend in there? He said as he looked up at Tim. Tims face grew a wide smile as
he was familiar with the damage that Christina would cause, but that was the consequence of the meal
she had eaten.

Yepbelieve me now? Tim said with a continuing smile on his face.

Oh I believe that that wasnt you, I dont know whos in there, but the smells in that bathroom
are not human. He said as he collapsed on the floor. He wasnt really knocked out, but he did need to
rest for a moment after taking in the horrid stench in there. As soon as that happened, they began
hearing louder blasts and explosions from the bathroom; Christina was releasing the grand finale.

Oh boythis is gonna be messy. She said to herself as she leaned over toward the left and the
right side and began releasing more watery volleys of shit into the toilet. It took only three minutes but
after her constant shitting and farting the toilet was now overflowing. As she felt the liquidly shit on her
own bare bottom, she knew that she had to quit. After releasing one last blast into the overflowing
toilet, she quickly got up with her bare butt still emitting her poisonous gas within the stall and moved
away with her panties and pants pulled back up as quick as possible so that they wouldnt be touched by
the pure, female liquid shit that was now accumulated around the bottom of the seat. She took one last
look at the toilet and saw that it was completely unusable, perhaps forever. The toilet bowl was filled to
the very top, with a little still flowing over the edges and down toward the floor with looked like a coffee
mix, with occasional solid pieces of brown shit that looked like small loaves of bread, only very brown
and very nasty. There were little drops all throughout the walls of the stall of shit that had been blasted
from their impact with the shitty reservoir of Christinas pure female excrement. And to top this all off,
there was a thick green fog that had accumulated around the entire stall, making some of these small
droplets and pebbles of shit on the walls hard to see, but she didnt really want to reminisce on that
aspect. Overall, it was likely a Class 5 dump on her scale, which in previous months had been a rarity, it
was slowly becoming more of a common occurrence, something both Bill and Parker were worried
about. To her knowledge, she was the only person with the capacity to do something this epic and to
produce a fog of flatus so epic as well. It had been scientific fact that farts were colorless, but as
Christina Lopez had exemplified over and over again, that was now false. The 18-year old, 72 Hispanic
teenager was quickly rewriting all the facts about flatulence and bowel movements with her ever
expanding digestive system and release system, something that modern science and medicine were
simply no match for, and now she was going to eat nothing but beans for seven days. She would
masturbate to herself back at home at that mere thought that night, it sounded more and more
tempting.

At this point, all there was left to do was for her to do the ladylike thing and wash her hands.
She was very proud of her dump and it was among her largest, though not her largest overall it was
likely the biggest she had released in a public space, giving her yet another reason for not taking dumps
outside the compound. She washed her hands for a few minutes and prettied herself back up. As she
stood there washing her hands, she had to lean over toward her right leg as she ripped another loud and
foul ripper into the already fouled-up bathroom. The smell was only an intensification of what was
already present, but she did feel much better. Finally, she had walked out of the bathroom, with her
commanding stature, back to wearing her blue hoodie and tight black jeans. The guys who had been
congregating outside the bathroom were awestruck just by the beauty that had emerged from the
bathroom, standing well taller than all of them, and with most of them only tall enough to stare into her
hefty E cup breasts. Her ass stood higher and bigger than ever it seemed in those jeans that hugged her
ass with such fine distinction. Her ass still stunk of her farts heavily and it was a smell that she only
carried out of the bathroom, along with the green fog that was slowly migrating out of the bathroom
and into the toilet.

You feel better babe? Tim asked as he stood there, the only one who wasnt pinching their
nose and waving the air around them.

Oh yes.much better, although I dont think Im done, I feel more in there but Ill wait until I
get back home. But guys I wouldnt use that bathroom for a while if I werent you, I made a little stinky
in there! She said giggling as her and Tim began to walk down the stairs toward the exit of the dorm.
The other guys were beyond flabbergasted at what they had just witnessed. And even one open of the
door was enough to steer them away from even considering using the bathroom. The maintenance crew
for their floor would have probably thought that everyone in that hallway had used that same toilet
bowl for their business as some sort of dirty prank, but it was all from one girl, one very tall and hot girl
who was now at the bottom of the dorm with Tim as they began to part ways.

Wow Christina.this has been an amazing night. Tim said as he puckered up his lips in
preparation for a kiss. Christina had to lower her head, almost trapping Tims head in her sweatshirt-
covered breasts to finish the kiss. And as with everything else, the smell of Christinas amazing shit also
had dominated her clothing. But to Tim, he was starting to look forward to what was going to come the
next week, the ultimate experience in farting.

Ohthat was nothing; consider it a prelude to the amazing week Im going to have. You
knowwe could make this into some sort of documentary, the impacts of an entire week of beans on a
girl like me. But I like the appeal of the fart video as well. Ill get the beans for tomorrow, or at least
some of them. Come by over the compound around 6:00 tomorrow night, and bring that camera and
stuff you need for the video. Ill see you then.

Waitare you sure youll be alright as you head home?

Oh yeahI may get some weird looks, but itll be no problem, Im bigger than them anyway,
what are they going to do about it. And with that she giggled one last time before walking out. Tim
then slowly made his way up an alternative staircase that went right near his room. As he got to this
floor, the faint odor of Christinas farts began to increase in power. Once he had gotten to his room he
closed the door and went on his bed to enjoy the experience. The room still smelled like Christinas
farts, let alone what the bathroom smelt like. And even with the window open allowing the full
allotment of air into the room, the humid, eggy smell of the gas was very slow to dissipate. It would not
likely be until morning when the last of the smell was gone, but that just gave Tim more time to enjoy
it, albeit in a less concentrated state. About an hour later, he heard the lock on his door open; he had
been on his computer when his roommate appeared in the doorway.
 Tomyou may want to stay. Tim began warning his roommate before the rich, sulfuric nasty
aroma from Christina had assaulted him. The gas was too much for the student to handle and he fell
face first on the ground.

Sunday Morning brought to Christina her last bout of gas from the previous night. Bills eyes
were watery as he slowly crawled himself out of bed. As always, her Morning Thunder came out like a
powerful storm, but little did anyone know that her Morning Thunder that day would be the least
intense. There at her computer, Christina was typing away about her great adventure on the previous
night. She started to tell her father about what happened at the university dormitory as she released a
few more sinister farts out of her behind. Bill just waved his hand around as he took in the gas in stride.
He had just been refilled by Christinas gas only an hour ago when her farts first started to seep out. By
this point, Bill had returned to his every four hours routine of smelling his daughters farts, which meant
he didnt have to take it in as often. Bill finally left to take a shower, knowing that Christina as usual
would be doing the same afterwards, only stinking up the bathtub in the process. Afterwards, she got
dressed into a tight pair of white pants and a black T-shirt as she made her way to the kitchen. 20
minutes later, Christina and Bill were both downstairs in the kitchen as they were getting breakfast, and
in the most amazing move of them all, she declined to eat anything.

What? Bill said as Christina passed on the eggs and bacon.

I want to save my food for laterohI need to tell you, Tim and I came up with a neat idea that
we could use to make a video with that would involve me altering my diet for a week. She said with a
smile on her face, as Bill looked over with an uh-oh look. When she was talking about altering her
diet, he assumed it wasnt to make her farts less gassy.

What is thisdiet? Bill cautiously asked.

Oh nothingjust to eat beans for a week. It took a moment of Christinas statement to register
in Bills head. He did a spit take with his orange juice as he heard this.

What? Beans for a week?!

Yeahwhy not? It would be part of a.um.a documentary on the effects of that kind of diet
on my system. She said giggling as her stomach started calling for some food. For once, she was going
to starve herself for most of the day. But she had given it some though last night as she was stinking up
the insides of the covers about what she was going to do. She wanted to eat nothing until she began
eating the beans, that way when she farts she would know that it was from the beans.

It would be catastrophicseriously Chrissy. Such a diet would only cause for your farts to be
super powered. As Bill was saying this Parker had passed by and agreed in the same sentiment.

Catastrophic would probably be the best way to describe such an ideayet there could be
some potential with such an experiment. Parker said as Bill began to cut him off, trying to dismiss
such a crazy idea.

Experimentnuh uhnot again. Bill insisted.

 Now waitbefore we do anything, I think you need to see the Section 26 doctor Chrissy, just to
make sure this is a wise ideabesides Bill, I do have a surprise for you that may help you through this.

The three had arrived at the Section 26 doctors office where there was median-aged man,
about 56 and wearing a white coat standing there in the room. He regretted the times he had to see
Christina and when he saw the titanic girl walk into the office with Bill and Parker he started getting a
little worried, especially since Christina towered over him. At his eye level, he had to look up just to see
Christinas chest. She loved to play around with the doctor, telling him that he could do her breast exam
by standing up, but the part he truly hated was when he would have to do a rectal exam, and the
goodies that Christina would have for him. This was a common occurrence throughout the years, even
as a 14-year old girl she would fart in the doctors face with her potent farts. One time that year after
she had eaten a large Mexican meal with plenty of beans she had to see him over an upset stomach and
ended up blasting the biggest fart ever at that point. It was the first time ever in documented history
that green haze had emerged from Christinas butt. While it was a big first for humans to be able to
produce such a thing, it was horrific to the doctor who had to back away from the incredible stench
coming out of this 14-year old. On this Sunday Morning though, she went straight to the hospital bed
that was there in the office and sat down, with her feet a couple of inches off the ground. Parker and Bill
approached the doctor with this idea.

Hey Kevinso does Lao have the week off? Bill asked as he referred to the other physician, the
Asian doctor, who worked there.

Unfortunately, went back to China to visit some family, hes gone the next two weeks. Parker
nodded his head, since he already knew, but it was back to their main hypothesis.

Alright, well, we have an interesting idea and I wanted to check it with youChristina wants to
eat nothing but beans for the next weekwhat would be the impact? Their statement had caught Dr.
Kevin off guard as he started getting worried about such ideas. He went over to one of his computers
and got out a formula that had been devised from the last experiment in Christinas butt. He began
typing in the formula with the appropriate variables as he started talking.

The impact? Catastrophic probablythat kind of diet, on a person like Christina the results
cant be good. The doctor explained as he finished the formula.

What kind of resultscompared to normal, what would a diet of beans do to a person like
Christina.

Her fartsif the calculations are correct would be 4 times greater than normal by the end of
the week.

Cool! How about a diet of broccoli? She asked, purely out of curiosity. She had always known
that broccoli gave her smellier farts, but how worse would they be with a week of that. He entered in a
new variable and gave the read out.

About 3.8 times greateralthough the broccoli causes more smelly cases of flatulence, the
beans would give the greater output, in all aspects including smell. Either way, both diets would be a
recipe for disaster. I would recommend against it Captain Parker. Dr. Kevin concluded with his arms
crossed over. It was no surprise to anyone that he would disapprove of it; he was one of the people who
were against any type of experimentation, which to him only amplified her farts.

Hey! Youre just against me letting off a little gas! Christina cried out as she remained seated
at the table.

Against itof course. Its disgusting, its gross, its rude, its just wrong. The doctor rebutted.

Its natural. Christina responded, to rolling eyes from everyone else there.

Sure its naturalbut you, what comes from you is not natural. When your normal farts are 20
times greater than the average human, which is not natural.

Waittheyre 20 times greater? Christina asked, curious about the statement from the doctor.

Correct.

Then.um.um.that would mean that with my diet of beans for a week, my farts would be
80 times greater than the average human! Sweet! I so got to do this! Christina said with a great sense
of enthusiasm. Parker and Bill looked at each other with shocked looks, could such a diet really bring
upon those results, they asked the doctor to explain.

Finewhen normal people eat a meal and expel their gas from that meal, it usually lasts about
a few hours afterwards, after that all the gas and digestive byproducts from that meal are out. Now,
with Christina, the research showed that about 70% of her digestive byproducts are actually released
after a meal. This is very unusual, since it means then that 30% still has to be released, which is why her
farts seem to go on even half a day after she eats the meal. Now, imagine if she were to eat another
helping of beans after the first helping for lunch. Now, she has the gas from the second helping of beans,
plus the 30% of the first helping, giving herself 130% of gas. Again, she only released 70% of that batch
of gas, leaving her with somewhere around 100% left. As she continues with a helping of beans after
each other, this only compounds against each other, giving her increasingly more amounts of gas to
release, there simply just becomes more and more. The doctor then was cut off by Parker who had a
question.

Okaybut that hasnt happened to her before, why wouldnt her farts just get worse
continuously.

Wellarguably they have. But the reason it doesnt just compound against each other is
because she doesnt eat beans all the time. When you compare foods that give her some gas as opposed
to those that give her a lot of gas, it balances itself out. So her farts dont get worse over the day, only at
certain times. Nowif all she ate was beans, a food item that would give her powerful, smelly farts, and
continue that continuously for a week, the effects continue to worsen as you approach the final day.
And while I think Christina would do alright health wise, I am frankly more worried about the impacts to
Section 26 itself sir, and that is.sniff.what the hell is that.Christina?! The doctor was cut off by a
warm and sinister smell that continued to grow around the office.

Haha.just a little more from last night! Sorry about that one doc, its gonna smell in here!
She laughed as she continued to revile in the growing gas that was spreading around the room. The
smell of rotten eggs was very evident in the room and it was added with the stench of garbage and
decaying animals that together collaborated for one last big-time SBD from her dinner the previous
night. The gas for the next two minutes continued to spread and multiply as the warm gas gained its
foothold of the office and resulted in all three grown men to have to leave. Outside the office the doctor
was only justified in his skepticism of the experiment.

If I have to give you another reasonIm stupefied. The doctor said as he pinched his nose
from the small amount of Christinas SBD that went into the hallway right by his office.

Okayso she gets gassy, really gassy. I still think such an experiment would give us some good
data. I just got a text back from the CDC and they would be interested in such an experiment. To them,
they would like to see just what kind of effects occur if one continues to eat gassy food, like beans for a
week. Tim has agreed to do a deal of the filming and Christina would do the rest. But the research from
this would give them some information about how much is too much and what the effects would be. I
may have to evacuate parts of the complex, but with more than half our staff out anyway this week, this
may be the best time. Parker deduced his recent thoughts about the plan.

Frank? You cant be serious after what I just heard here. Bill explained.

No Billyou would be alright. Let me explain to you my surprise to you. When you were in the
hospital after Christinas first experiment, we had you hooked on a breathing machine that fed you her
gas to keep you going. I have been able to obtain that equipment so that you would be able to.sleep in
your own bed without having Christina with you.

What? How is that possible?

Ill put you in her old room, and get your old bed out, who knows maybe we can get you a new
one over the week

I know Chrissy also needs new clothes, so perhaps a shopping trip may be in order later on. But
go on. Bill interrupted, only to tell Parker that one bit.

Wellwith the machine hooked up to you, it would be timed to give you the proper dosage of
Christinas gas every three hours and 45 minutes, to be safe. Nowyou will still have to breathe in her
farts during the day, but at least at night you wont have to deal with her. Her old room is just about all
fumigated out and there should be no traces of gas in there. Nowif we go along with this, she will have
to promise not to go into your room, at all. That way, even if her gas becomes 80 times greater than the
normal human, youre room would be relatively untouched. Parkers reassurance was enough to win
Bill over about going ahead with Christinas plan. Anyway, they both knew that Christina was far larger
and more powerful than either of them, so even disagreeing with her would yield very little. The doctor
still wasnt convinced, but Parker did out rule on most issues as long as threat of human life wasnt
affected, and even with Christinas big farts, there was no immediate threat to human life. The three
walked back into the office to find it smelling even worse of the sulfuric stench that seeped its way out
of Christinas butt.

Alright, well allow it. You can do your beans for a week thing. Parker said to which he began
waving his hand more profoundly as the smell continued to grow even worse.
 Cool! Since I got my government paycheck, Ill use it to get the beans; Ive got some shopping
to do this afternoon. She said as she got off the bed and began walking out, leaving her ultra-smelly
aroma around the office.

Christina? Did you fart again? Parker asked her as she left.

No. She laughed walking out, five minutes after her SBD and office continued to smell like the
worlds greatest farter had just ripped some major ass in there. He stated to both Bill and Parker that he
still didnt approve and with that the two left the office, leaving Dr. Kevin to bask in the warm and
sulfuric stink that Christina had created. He went back to the computer to look through some more
formulas to project some more scenarios. Meanwhile, Christina began her own personal fast; she was
going to eat nothing that day until she official began her bean experiment.

The day went on with great anticipation from everyone involved. After Tom, Tims roommate
had regained consciences; Tim had to explain to him the use of his camera for the week. And although
there wasnt much of a debate, Tom had a few issues with that. Ultimately though, Tim was able to
convince Tom that there would be plenty of ass action in the films, since Toms big interest was in the
butt itself, without the farting. Back at Section 26, Parker and Bill continued to set up Christinas former
room for him to sleep in while hooking up the breathing machine that would facilitate Bills breathing.
The news of the machine was among the best things Bill had heard in many months, as he was partially
a little red-faced after having to breathe in most of the remainder of Christinas gas from last night. And
with his daughter going on this potentially dangerous diet, it was good to hear that he would not have to
embrace part of it, especially if this room was supposed to stink-free during the week-long diet. Finally,
Christina was in her room, cleaning it up and getting it ready to become a studio for that week. Tim had
sent over a few additional videos via email for Christina to watch to give her an idea of how to behave
during such a video. Meanwhile, she got a huge supply of beans sent to the complex that she would
stock up and get ready for the experiment. She also got plenty of protein shakes and milk for the week
to drink with the beans, for added potency, since she still had to drink something. Slowly as the hours
ticked away toward 5:00pm her stomach started to growl as it for once was not receiving any new food.
Amazing, with the exception of a small bag of chips that she ate around noon, giving her a couple of
decent size farts; she had eaten nothing, holding it all for the beans she would eat.

Finally, the time had arrived; Tim was able to get the camera and a good number of tapes to
record the material as he made his way across the bay over to Section 26. By the time that he had
arrived at the complex, Christina was more than ready to begin the bean fest, and just looking at all
those cans of beans during the afternoon was making it worse for her. Tim arrived in Christinas room
and saw that she had all of her equipment ready to go. You see, she didnt get small cans of beans, she
got the largest container of beans she could get, industrial-sized cans of beans, and in various kinds too:
baked, chili, pinto, spicy, and a few other various brands, she was going to diversify in the kinds of beans
she ate.

WellI see you are readydear God that is a lot of beans! Tim said with excitement as he
looked over toward the corner of Christinas room. There were around 20 of these industrial-sized cans
of beans piled up.

YeahIm not sure if those are enough, but I can get more over the week. She said giggling.
 Sodo you understand what I meant about the scenes for the week? Tim asked her, referring
to an email he sent about how to construct the movie overall.

Um yeahbut I think I need a little more explanation, what did you mean by all that. Christina
asked, showing her true amateur status when it came to filming videos of this nature. Although Tim had
watched plenty, he had his own ideas on how to make it the best, but he also had to be careful, he
wanted the focus of this video to be Christina, not want he wants for Christina.

Alrightso you have school this week, right? He asked as she nodded her head. Okay then, so
when we do the filming, the morning and afternoon parts will be a regular routine. Youll get up,
probably fart, and go through the normal stuff of getting ready for school, eating your breakfast of
beans and going to school, while eating your lunch of beans. You will have to do that filming, so Ill
instruct you over that during the evening, how to program the video camera to be turned on
automatically and start filming. For school, I have this smaller camera, like a regular digital camera it will
make videos too. At school, it would be nice to hear some of your farts, the more the better, the worst
thing about these videos is when you get 10 minutes worth of material just to hear a few farts. We need
to give the audience more farts than they can handle Tim was interrupted by a quick chuckle from his
girlfriend.

Ohdont worry about that, Ill give them plenty, in fact Im pretty sure Im going to give them
too much. As for school, I have an idea; Ill try to get enough of those farts in class. With my size and
power, I can influence plenty there in school. I can run the camera and position it so that it films the
entire class with me inside it.

Thats great Christinathats great. Now each of the memory cards should last for about an
hours worth of filming, so youll have to take about six or seven for that kind of filming. When I get here
in the evening each night, hand them over to me and Ill load them up on the computer so that you can
have them back to film for tomorrow. As for editing, it just depends on what we hear and see, Id like to
get each fart if possible, but well have to see how it turns out. Now, in the evening, we need to settle on
a way to do a different scene for each night, to give you a different view of your farts. Tonight, well do
just the introduction and perhaps you in bed, tomorrow.well work on it when we get there.

WellI do have a basketball game this Thursday, so theres your Thursday action.

Greatthen well just work on that throughout the week. At that moment, Tim had noticed
that Christina was still wearing her normal clothes; he offered an idea to her.

Could you wear those volleyball shorts of yours, the black ones?

Why? Whats wrong with this?

Nothingnot now anyway. You see, I think you need to be dressing in various forms of clothing
over the week, so emphasis the power of your farts on other pieces of clothing.

Wellalright. But you cant watch. She said back toward Tim, as even now she was still a little
hesitant to be naked even in front of Tim. He agreed and turned his back while he grabbed the camera
equipment out of the carrying bag and prepared to set it up. After a couple of minutes, Christina was
finished and looked absolutely amazing before Tim. She was dressed in her black volleyball shorts and if
things couldnt have made the video even better, it appeared that either her butt had grown a little
more, or her shorts had shrunken. Either way, her two magnificent globes of muscle and fat and power
were hanging out even more defined as ever. But while Tim wasnt looking, she had also taken off her
underwear and decided to have gone commando, in a way to provide better access for the gas. She had
also put on a blue and white stripped T-shirt that was tight upon her clothing, which she did on purpose
of course to accentuate her bust. She allowed her hair to flow down uninterrupted, ending just before
her shoulders, highlighting the lights in the room every now and then; it had been cleaned and looked
marvelous. Finally, her legs were a bit tanned, with a blend of white and ebony, but they were only but
the tremendous support columns for the butt canon that would be working overtime that week. After
all that was done, she pulled out a large pot, about a foot tall and a foot wide and began opening up
some of the cans of the baked beans. She poured about three full cans into the pot and grabbed a
wooden spoon from the kitchen. At that moment, she alerted her father and Parker that she was going
to begin and that she would not want to be interrupted for the next couple of hours. As she arrived back
in, Tim had the camera pointed toward the floor of the bedroom where Christina was going to do her
first scene; everything was set to go, except that Tim had a few more words of advice.

Alright, so did you listen to the other videos I sent you?

YeahI had to listen to the painfully, small farts from those women, dont worry TimIll make
you proud, I will put them all in their proper place. She said as she placed the wooden spoon inside the
pot of beans, ready to begin eating them up.

Goodbecause thats what Id like you to do in the first scene. When we start out, if you could,
first stand up and introduce yourself, just say who you are. Thenmention your size, I want you to stand
against the wall and brag about your size, and then go into how you are great at farting. Start bragging,
start telling them that you are the greatest, because after youre finished with those beans, youll be
able to prove it. Then, explain quickly what you are doing in this video and begin eating. Nowwhen it
comes to speaking, dont ramble on over and over again. Most people are interested in hearing the farts
first and foremost. When you do talk, be quick about it, and be cute if you want to, but above all else,
your yourself, be real. This is not a porno film, there does not need to be any corny dialogue. Also, if you
do talk, dont belittle the viewer, calling them stuff like loser or butt sniffer, you can invite them to smell
your farts, theoretically of course, but dont boss them around. If you treat them like shit, they wont
have a favorable opinion of you. Stuff like that will turn people off; they want to hear your farts. You
need to behave in a manner that you are liked by the audience. Okayyou got all that.

Sobe myself. Okay, lets get filming. And with those words, Tim had turned the camera on
and positioned it toward the wall; it was time for the bean experiment to begin. Christina stood up at
her full 72 stature and began speaking.

Hi there! My name is Christina and I had a crazy idea for this weekIm going to eat nothing
but beans! Um..beans are sooo good, but they give me monster gas, like the worst gas ever! In fact, a
little secret between you and me, my farts are the worst in the whole world, dont believe meyoull
find out soon. Now, as you see before you, Im also pretty big, in fact, Im bigger than big; I stand at 7
foot and 2 inches, making me the tallest girl in the country. I also weight just over 300 pounds, but its
part muscle and part fartumI mean fat. Sorry about that She began giggling as Tim motioned for
her to continue. .anyhow I have a large stomach, like a super large stomach and this means I can
store a lot of food and produce a LOT of gas. And we all know what beans can do to yaso I have my pot
of beans right herethats right, a whole pot. Eating just a bowl of beans is not enough for a big girl like
me, so Im going to eat all these beans in this entire pot, at least twice a day for each day of the
weekand then theres my chronic flatulence problem, I usually fart about 100 times a day, and with
eating all these beans.who knows what will happen, so lets begin. She giggled a little more as she
slowly got herself into the spirit of the acting. She was already feeling some power within her, she was
going to show off her farting power to the audience and they were going to enjoy it. Already, she was
doing very well and Tim had no problem positioning the camera. Christina sat Indian-style on the
carpeted floor as she took the wooden spoon and began diving into the beans, eating her first large
spoonful of the entire day; the taste of beans was sweet to her. And thus began Christinas bean feast.

It was perhaps the most enticing thing that Tim had ever witnessed, watching Christina eat the
pot of beans. Like a machine, she would take the wooden spoon, fill it with a large pile of brown, creamy
baked beans and then shove the spoon in her mouth, licking her lips each time to get any of the sauce
that would stay on her lips. She would then repeat the motion and do this continuously for around 15
minutes. Tim remained hypnotized as he left the camera on, watching his behemoth of a girlfriend go
through the pot of beans as if it was the most delicious food in the world. He knew that he wouldnt
have all of this footage in the final video, even if watching Christina eat baked beans for 15 minutes did
make him excited. But it was the growing rumbling noise in Christinas stomach that perked his interest
and even got him hoping that the coming thunderstorm within her stomach would herald a wind storm
of epic proportions. Christina could feel it too, the beans were getting to her and she was now reaching
the halfway point of the pot of beans.

Another couple of minutes passed and Christina had grabbed her latest spoonful as she eat the
beans her eyes looked curiously up as she continued munching on the beans. She then took the spoon
and placed it back in the pot. As she looked up, a small grumbling noise could be heard on film as she
lowered her head and smiled at the camera. She started to tilt her ass toward her right and began
pushing on her sphincter as she started blasting a major fart from her anus.
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PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!

The fart sounded like a motor engine starting up and then continuing as it was running, it was a
loud vibrating noise that shook the ground around her and made a very proud noise against the carpet.
It went for 10 seconds as more of this gas was being pumped out from her anus and into the air, and
then there as the smell, the first time Tim could smell gas of this caliber. It reeked heavily of beans
obviously, and in turn there was a strong hydrogen sulfide stench to the fart that caused the entire area
around the pot of beans and the camera to smell horribly. In a playful manner Christina began laughing
her ass and waving her hand around, playful to the fart that she had just laid, but also well aware that is
stunk real bad.

Oh mythat was a good onethe first of many good farts I feel. You cant even realize how bad
that stinks. I mean, just look at this pot of beans, Im only halfway done, and now I feel that I have to
PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTT!
BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBLLLLLLLLLLLLLASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTSS!
PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBERRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!
Three more rump shakers erupted themselves out from Christinas ass as she continued in the laughing
from her farts. She hadnt even taken another spoonful of beans yet and already the effects of her bean
fest were becoming evident. Tim was very much enjoying what he was hearing and experiencing, these
were powerful farts, only the beginning of powerful farts. But the smell was already getting on his nerve.
But the camera remained focused on Christina while Tim was able to comfortably to hide the fact that
he had a boner in his pants and his shirt over his nose.

Oh God that stinks! It stinks real bad in here, but Im not done with my beans yet! And with
those words she took the wooden spoon and began diving into the pot while getting more beans into
her system. What was different at this point was the fact that she was now eating the beans with a slight
undercurrent of her eggy fart smell in the air. The fart had actually latched itself on the beans and
coated them with an essence of her fart. The air around her and the pot were just that heavy with ripe
fart gas in the air. In some respect, she was actually recycling her farts. Five minutes later, as she
continued to eat her beans in front of the camera she began tilting her ass in the opposite direction and
smiled as she started ripping ass to an astonishing and scary frequency, stinking the room up more.
PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!
BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTSSSSSSSSS!
BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!
PPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBB
BBBBSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!

Whoa! Aint I a stinker? Christina laughed as she started taking her spoon and feeding herself
even more of the beans, getting bits of the beans on her face now, she was shoving the beans into her
system with an increasing frequency. After a few more spoonfuls of the beans she started farting again,
only this time she remained seated in the Indian-style position, farting straight into the carpet.
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HHHHHBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTTTTTTTTTTT!
This latest fart sounded like an earthquake that had originated right from the pot of beans itself, the pot
actually shook a little as she released this latest blast, but as it turned outthat wasnt the last of
itPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
SSSSSSSSSSSSssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssstttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt!

The first true SBD of Christinas for the day had erupted from her ass, and it was the ultimate
stinker of them all. It was a fart fetishist dream situation, watching this large, sexy teen girl eat a whole
lot of beans like a beast and then start farting up a storm. And the smell, well, if smellovision was an
option, there was no way anyone watching this would have already reached a climax, and this was only
the first half hour of the entire week-long project. To Tim, this was a pure gold mine, but the smell was
also gold as well, it was a gold-medal winning smelly Silent but Deadly fart that lived up to every bit of its
reputation. As the 14-second silent hisser had emerged from Christinas butt, the sulfuric contents of the
fart had been kicked up to 11 as they started to produce a yellow haze that had flowed out of her ass
like a violent windstorm. All around the pot of beans, this haze was starting to fill up the sight and it was
bad enough of a stench that Tim had to get up and leave the room, coughing and gagging as he breathed
in the sights. Christina could do nothing but to laugh.

Wellthat was a nicea real silent one and a killer one too. My boyfriend just.sniff.got up
from where he was watching me and had to go to the bathroom, the smell was a little too strong for
him. She then started giggling as she took the spoon and continued to feed herself more of the beans.
A couple of minutes later, she leaned over and concentrated once again, ripping even more of her
ass.PPPPPPPLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOBBBBBBBBBBBBTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!
VVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTTT!!
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Three additional farts had gone out of Christinas butt and she could feel her asshole sting a little as she
was ripping so much ass in such a short amount of time. The yellow haze continued to grow in power as
the smell of the gas was causing her eyes to water a bit more. The smell of rotten eggs continued to
grow in intensity as the smell was now seeping out from underneath her door and impacting the hallway
outside her room. But she wanted to press on with her beans and finish her pot of beans, which was
about 70% finished. She got a hold of the wooden spoon and started spoon feeding the beans into her
system, while checking to make sure that the camera was still rolling and started emptying the pot in a
quicker fashion. After another minute of non-stop bean eating, she had dropped the spoon in the pot,
which made a slight squishing noise as it hit a small layer of beans remaining. She leaned back and
placed both her hands behind her on the floor and gave a loud belch.
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Whew! Those beans are really starting touh oh. She stopped as she felt a very violent ping
hit her rectum; she slowly rose her butt forward toward the camera and started blasting another fart.
BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAATTTT!
PPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTT!
RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHBBBBBBBBBBBBBTTTTTTTTTTTTSSSSSSSSSSS!
Three raunchy farts had roared their way out of Christinas behind as she began waving the air around
her butt in another playful manner. But even the look on her face was telling, this was starting to get a
little uncomfortable even for her.

Ho boyum.I dont know whats come over

methese.PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHLLLLLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTT!!
....beans are doing a number on me, they are really starting to tear
my..BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!.
..ass apart. It hurts so bad, but I have SO much gas that I just have to let it all
out.PPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSsssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss
ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssstttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt!
The last fart that Christina had dropped was a puke-inducing SBD, and by puke-inducing, it was that way
to her own system. The SBD flowed out of her anus, only protected by her volleyball shorts with the
force of the hottest piece of gas that was likely ever conceived by a human being. It burned her asshole,
it singed it, it created a hot volcano of gas that had quickly flowed upwards toward her own nose and
attacked it with the strongest aroma of rotten eggs imaginable. It smelled like a mix of rotten eggs and
dog shit, real, messy dog shit, any of her farts at Tims dorm yesterday had been blown away with this
latest SBD from her anus. After she was done releasing this silent 20-second beast from her anus, she
pinched in her own nose and got up from her seat as she made her way outside of the room, leaving the
horrendous odor to simmer in her room while she went to the bathroom.

Tim had just made his way out of the bathroom when he saw Christina walk in. As she entered
the bathroom she held her head over the toilet, trying to throw up any of the beans she had eaten.
While she was exerting her force to throw up, she blasted two more devious farts out from her behind
instead, stinking up the bathroom with her puke-inducing, rotten farts instead. After a couple of minutes
of trying to throw up, she walked out of the bathroom and toward the hallway, smelling the remnants
from her past SBD as she approached Tim who was sitting there against the hallway.

Hey Timare you doing okay? Christina asked as she consulted her boyfriend there against the
wall.
 Oh yeahIm just getting a little air. What about you?

Yeahme too. I guess I wasnt sure about how bad those beans were giving me gas. They really
stunk in there. Phew! She said as she continued to smell her masterpiece from outside her room.

WellI understand if you want to give up on this and stop the video.

Stop this? No wayif I was able to make myself almost throw upI am almost curious about
what Ill be able to do by Fridaylets go back in there and finish up my meal.

You mean you arent finished eating the beans? Tim said in astonishment as he asked his
girlfriend in amazement.

Nopethe farts gassed me out of my own room. But lets finish it now. She said with a
growing smile on her face, one of confidence as she got up and pulled Tim up on the floor. They both
entered the room with scrunched up faces as they were assaulted by the powerful odor that circulated
the room. Christina moved back to her position behind the pot of beans, but realized that the floor right
in that area was too hot for her to sit comfortable, so she moved the pot a couple of feet to the right
and had Tim adjust the camera accordingly. Tim explained to Christina that he would edit the part of
the video where from where she left the room to when they repositioned themselves, so it would look
like she had just left and returned.

Alrightcontinue as you were. Tim said as he pressed the record button on the camera.

HeyIm back. That last fart really stunk and it forced me to leave the room for a few minutes.
But Im back, so lets finish this. A gas ping attracted her attention as she tilted her ass to the right.
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More of her bean-powered gas emerged from her butt, but this last fart was slightly more tolerable, and
by slightly more tolerable, that only meant that it wasnt strong enough to get Christina to leave, it
would have still been strong enough to clear out a room, but the room stunk so much there wasnt any
of it left to clear out, everything in the room smelled of her farts. Instead of talking, she started finishing
her first helping of beans. After another minute, she leaned over and dropped another bomb of a fart,
going on for 5 seconds before she quickly finished the last of her beans, nearly a full hour after she had
started eating the beans, her dinner was finally finished. Her stomach was blowing up like a
thunderstorm was occurring within it. She began smiling as she leaned toward the left.
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PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!
VVVVVVVVVVVVLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!

Whewthose were some goooood beans! And they helped to produce some goooood farts!
She giggled as she slowly got up from the ground, causing another small bubbly fart to go out from her
butt. She continued to laugh as she waved the air around her butt from her standing position. She stood
there with her hands on her hips as Tim moved the camera to see her body. He already knew what she
was going to do. She began concentrating as she felt another hefty amount of gas develop within her.
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Three more demonic beasts roared their heads from Christinas steamy hot shorts and into the
bedroom, causing her rotund butt cheeks to vibrate under the force of such powerful gas. The smell, as
one would imagine from a girl with a severe case of chronic flatulence that had just eaten a pot full of
baked beans was out of this world, smelling more of the dog shit than anything. Tim had to leave the
room once more, giving Christina a chance to give her send off as she knew that she had to vacate her
room too. She looked down at the empty pot of beans that was now in her full stomach fermenting into
a vile concoction of fart gas that was going to be epic. She started laughing as she waved her hands
around further to get rid of the potent stench that she had created.

God that is wicked! It smells so nasty in here, and after those farts, why wouldnt it! So now
you have an idea of what my farts are like, that is after ONE pot of beans, now well find out what will
happen the rest of this week as I continue to eat beans. She then lifted her right leg off the ground
and placed her weight against her left hand as she ripped one more ripper of a fart out of her butt.
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Excuse meI passed gas. She said giggling as she began to gag and cough under the smell of
that latest fart. The room was now a lot more yellow than normal; a deep fog of fart gas hung over the
room with the raunchiest smell that she had ever produced. This was going to be some week with
Christina ripping ass and eating nothing but beans. She giggled as she walked out of the gas chamber
that her bean-powered gas had produced. It was going to be some week for the gassy Christina!

Back outside her bedroom, Parker, Bill and Tim were all gagging as they began smelling the
contents of Christinas fart.

Dear God Chrissy! That is horrid, even for you. Bill said as he saw that Christina was still
waving her hand behind her butt, it was so warmed up that it felt like she had sat down inside an oven.

Heheyeah sorry about that. But I ate more beans right there than I think Ive ever eaten.

Well, not to interrupt you, but I need my feeding. Bill said as he got down on his knees,
expecting for his daughter to lower her body and let one rip. He could hear the gurgling noises from
inside her stomach so he knew that she was very much active.

Okayyou can go and stick your nose in my buttjust be careful down there, Ive been letting
off some dangerous bombs already. She giggled as the mere thought of what she was saying. Her farts
were already bad for that day and she felt a hold buttload of gas still there. Bill got his nose into the
position as he could already smell the retching smell from Christinas farting massacre. He positioned his
nose no more than a couple of inches from the thin layer of meshy volleyball shorts that protected the
rest of the world from Christinas lethal gas. He held his nose there in anticipation for the gas to rush up
through it and feed his lungs. He held it there and waited for Christina to fart.

Alright Christylet er rip! Bill said up toward his daughters tall stature.

I already did. She giggled as Bill began feeling a warm wind brush across his face with the fury
of a Santa Ana wind. The fart blew a foul wind that blew his hair back from the force of the fart. It was a
silent fart and it sure was a deadly fart, smelling very much like the copious amounts of beans she had
eaten. The fart had enough of a kick that Bills lungs were already satisfied from the beginning part of
the fart. His nose felt the burning wind of his daughters gas as it flowed up and fried his own insides
with its potent stench. His lungs quickly accepted the gas that she had produced and then started
receiving too much of the fart. After five seconds of taking in Christinas fart, Bill had to quickly back
away as his breathing was a little too far. He stood back up next to his daughter as his face was trying to
return to normal after breathing in his daughters silent killer. But it was still another 10 seconds before
she was done pushing out this fart, causing Bill, parker, and Tim to be forced to back away from
Christina. Slowly she began laughing as she saw the three guys back away from the growing coverage of
the purest and foulest form of Christinas flatulence.

Gosh Christina, you just keep on firing! Parker said as he had to leave the hallway. She was
enjoying the power that she was unleashing upon the room. Dr. Kevin had entered the hallway and
began gagging as he already knew the source of the lewd odor.

I see your little experiment had begun. Ill take a sample here and analyze it. The doctor said
as he took out a plastic container and began moving it around the air, as he slowly started feeling a little
woozy from being near the fart smell. After waving the container around a few times, he started to run
away toward his office where he was out of the deepest range of Christinas gas. As he promised, he
took the container and began running a few tests of her gas, trying to determine just how much more
potent they were. After 15 minutes of avoiding her room, Christina and Tim returned to it as they
started getting ready for the next part of the video.

Okay ChristinaCOUGH.oh my, it still reeks in here! Tim said as he started moving the
camera around to find a new position.

So.whats next? Christina said as she started sitting back down at her computer. She pulled
up a Word document that was revealed to be a homework assignment she had to finish up, some report
for one of her classes. This gave Tim an idea for the next scene.

OkayIm going to fix this camera on you seated at your computer and you go ahead and type
your paper, and fart. Okay, Ill lie here on the bed and just watch you work. Nowwhen you get ready to
fart, go ahead and say something at the camera to let them know what youre doing and that you have
to fart again. And with those words Tim turned the record button on and Christina began typing up her
paper.

Ten minutes later, the grumbling in Christinas stomach had become noticeable to even one
following on the camera. The look on her face was one of concentration as she was now having to deal
with a growing stomachache. Her stomachaches, which usually preluded one of her dumps also helped
produce the most deadly of farts. She sat there as sexy as ever at the computer with her tight black
volleyball shorts hugging the entire wooden seat of her desk and her long legs situated in a right angle
from her big feet on the ground. Up above, her healthy-sized breasts and upper body stood out in the
true form of a goddess, along with her bright and cherry face and long black hair. After one last rumble
in her stomach she turned her head over toward the camera.

Heyback here on my computer, I got to finish up this paper for school tomorrowthats right,
Im still in high school, a senior this year, and I got this stupid homework to work on. Unfortunately for
me, but luckily for you, I still have this monster gas. And to let you knowit still reeks in here, so its
about to stink a WHOLE lot more. Oh wellbombs away! She laughed as she titled her ass and broke
wind. BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!
 The aroma of rotten eggs again started to permeate throughout the room as the rambunctious
blaster of a fart had spewed out a light green tint of haze from her ass. The haze could actually be seen
on camera. After the 5-second fart had rocketed its way out from Christinas butt she began laughing as
she waved the air behind her butt. Tim was already intoxicated by the heavy smell of his girlfriends
potent gas.

Oh mythat was a good oneoh wait, I think theres more. She tilted her ass again, allowing
for it to face the camera as she proceeded to release a series of disturbing-sounding and smelly farts.
BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTT!
MMMMMMMMMMMMMRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTTTTTTSSS!
PPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!

Jeez, when they say beans are the magical fruitthey sure arent lying.lets see if I can.
BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!
PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!
PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!
PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPPPLLLLLLLLLLTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!
Four beautiful and harmonic farts had exploded out from Christinas butt as more of the devious gas
started to flow out from her anus. Now the rumbling had reached a breaking point and as she started
typing on her homework assignment she proceeded to start farting at sharper intervals. Typing for
about a minute, and then tilting her butt and dropping another stinky bomb toward the camera. Tim
had his hand in his pants had he started jerking off to what he was watching, she was a farting machine.
For the next hour, there was a fart nearly every minute, some of the farts were short, lasting only a
couple of seconds as nothing more than a few pops, and others as longer, drawn-out bubbliers that
sounded like the bubbles in a Jacuzzi pool. Other farts were mere hissers that, despite being silent were
audible enough to be heard on camera. That was what happened when it was Christina releasing a
rasping hisser of a fart; they were powerful enough to still generate noise. Yet there were also a few
farts that vibrated the hell out of the wooden seat that echoed around the room. And then there was
the smell, layer after layer of dog shit smell continued to pile around the room. The haze and fog that
surrounded Christina was also stronger. As she was finished typing up the remainder of her paper she
felt a deep stomach pang attack her as another volley of gas began forming within her rectum, she was
almost amazed at just how much gas she was developing, even by her standards. By that point, she must
have released her 50th fart from just the beginning of her seating at the computer. She looked back
toward the camera and started laughing from her latest fart.

Wow! Arent you amazed, with all this farting? I have been farting up a storm tonight, all those
beans, and to think that this is the beginning. She then tilted her ass and opened her sphincter.
PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHR
RRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPP!
PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAABBBBBBBBBBBBBBB
BBBBBBBBBBSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!
Two final enormous farts rattled their way outside of Christinas butt as another volley of puke-inducing
gas started to flow out of her butt. Her butt was steaming hot, fiery because of the powerful farts that
had been released from her butt. She had calculated somewhere up to 80 farts since she had eaten the
beans and that was only about three hours ago. Her room reeked; it reeked so bad that one had to wave
their hand around to cut through the fog that was filling the room. Oh, one could still see Christinas
magnificent form sitting there at the computer, but now it was filled with gas that no one could mistake
for anything else. There was always a concern on various fart forums that a models farts were fake, but
there was no mistaking it, not after hearing all of these mega blasters and then seeing the fog emerge
from her behind. It wasnt just gas she was releasing; it was physical gas she was releasing. The final fart
had left a growing wet spot on her shorts and it smelled of nothing else but raw, unadulterated shit. The
room reeked of the inside of a toilet bowl after one of Christinas farts. She looked down and saw the
juicy shit begin to soak her shorts and started giggling as she looked back at the camera while trying to
take in her gassy goodness.

Oh boythat one left a mark on my pants. I think I need to take a shitIll see you later. She
blew a kiss at the camera and ran off toward the bathroom with a massive load to unleash, without
looking at her bed where Tim was passed out.

Twenty minutes later, as it was now near 10:00 in the evening. She walked back into her room
after leaving a hefty load in the toilet. The load was decent, not her best, but rather good, it seemed
that more of the beans went into producing her gas and not into her shit, she did not know if this was a
sign. What was a sign however was Tim laying on her bed passed out with his hand in his pants. She
turned his body around and saw that he was indeed unconscious. And without thinking of anything else,
she took her gas-covered lips and slowly began kissing him on his lips while blowing air into his mouth.
This, as it turned out, was enough to wake him up. He slowly got up and began gasping for air. Christina
sat there on the bed as she smiled back at her boyfriend. He was smiling as this was the first really
passionate kiss they had had. And yet it was the result of what could be considered nothing else but gas
poisoning. Of course, if he or anyone were to be hanging out with Christina for an extended period of
time this week, there was a risk for them to get gas poisoning.

Wow! JeezI must have been out from the farting. Those were very good farts! Tim said as he
continued to smell the hefty amounts of gas that were still floating around.

Ohyou should have seen it; I was ripping ass in that chair like nothing else. I mean, even I was
amazed; all those beans caused me to produce huge amounts of gas that felt like a machine. Seriously, it
was like I would lean over, rip a good 10-second one and then inside my bowels, my stomach would
form some more gas and a minute or two later I was ready to launch another one. I just kept going and
going, even I was a little scared that I would not stop. For nowit seems that
I..BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!

Of course, as soon as she said that she had stopped, she had ripped another juicy 8-second
blaster from her butt, which at this point was more than war-torn. Her asshole though seriously was
stinging very bad. Christina had mentioned that to Tim and he made an interesting offer that he used to
test how far this relationship had gone.

Could Ilick it for you, perhaps make it a little less painful. He said, nervously. She looked at
him for a moment, wondering if she had just heard that and then started giggling a little. Tim wasnt
sure what this meant, but she soon gave her answer.

That actually is very sweet of you, and I really would let you do that. But my asshole is probably
the most gassy, toxic zone anywhere in the world and Im not sure if you or anyone would be willing to
touch it. When I was taking a dump on my toilet, I swear, it felt like I was shitting fire out of my ass and
not crap. I could hear the crap going in, and for a brief moment, I could have sworn that I heard bubbling
come from inside the toilet, of the water being boiled. I may have imagined that, with all the noises I
was creating in there it may have been something else.

Well, perhaps its for the better, I dont want to pass out again, even if it is to something as
beautiful as your farts. You have already proven your point about you being the greatest in that video.
Im going to take the tape home and load it onto my computer so that I can start manipulating it.

You want to take it home so you can jack off to it. Christina replied back, knowing her
boyfriend well enough. He smiled, not denying anything she had said. Tim didnt have any classes on
Monday, so other than the work in the lab he was going to work on the video. He told her that he was
going to cut out large amounts of dead time in which she was either just eating or on her computer, so
at the frequency of the her farts, he didnt want to delete too much. Either way, he instructed Christina
on how to use the large camera and the smaller camera. The large camera was set up in a place where
she would have to manually move it to point in a certain direction, though at this point the only place
she was going was to bed. He gave her several tapes, including one that could evidently record up to
eight hours worth of material. He was going to give it a try, by having it record during all of Christinas
sleep, to see how often she farted in her sleep. He also instructed her on how to use the camcorder-like
smaller camera which was to be used on more remote locations, such as Christinas school. She had
several ideas about how to use the camera at her school to record her farts. Once these instructions
were over Tim was shown the elevator door that would take him out of the complex. He would return
the next evening to do some special filming for the project.

As he was taken away, Bill had walked back toward her bathroom and had struggled just to
open the door to it. The air inside the bathroom had been fouled to unbelievable levels. It smelled like a
whole pot of shit was loaded into a pan and placed inside an oven to be heated up, producing an
ungodly odor that hung silently over the room. Even more horrifying, he looked into the toilet bowl and
saw three, brick-sized turds still in there and a few files that were found flying over, or at least they were
before they collapsed and fell into the hot-chocolate looking water. He took a full can of Febreeze and
sprayed it around the room. There was some difference made, with the strawberry-scented odor
hanging over the room, but as soon as the can was spent, he started to smell the return to Christinas
fiery fart and shit smell. The odor actually latched itself with the Febreeze strawberry odor and morphed
it into a new concoction that smelled like shit and strawberries, with the shit smell winning out. He then
ran out of the bathroom and slammed the door shut, while taking another full can of Febreeze and
spraying it around the door and down by the crack that was between the door and the floor. At least
this way, the odor from the bathroom wouldnt spread too far, and to his surprise, it seemed to have
worked. He finally walked back toward his towering daughter as she was watching what he was doing.
He then found himself staring into his daughters enormous bust before looking up at her bubbly face
with one more request.

Jesus Christy, that bathroom reeks; it smells like you crapped fire in there. Said Bill.

It felt like it tooanyways, I think Im going to bed, so if you need. Christina began before
she was interrupted by Bill. They both already knew what was going to happen.

Yes.just give me a quick one. Bill said he lowered his head toward his daughters warm
behind. He could already smell the atrocious odor from her farts and crap, and to make it sound
horrifying for anyone who dared to stick their nose in her buttcrack, there were still small pieces of her
dump left in her buttcrack. As he had his nose in position Christina began squinting as she farted again.
BBBBBBBBBBBBLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!

Ahhh.my eyes! Bill screamed as he felt the super-heated gas quickly blast his face with a
radiation like effect. As the fart was beginning, he could smell the fiery crap smell hit his nose and flow
straight into his lungs with a very warm impact. It smelled like he was actually breathing in fire and
about a second or too after she had begun farting he had quickly removed his head from her ass and
started to back away, all while she was still cutting this massive, fiery fart. As soon as it subsided, she
started waving her hand around her back as the warm air was spreading all throughout her shorts.

Goshthat was a hot one! You alright back there Billy? she said while laughing at her fart.

YeahIm fine. You know, its a Godsend that Frank was able to get that breathing machine
working, that way I dont have to sleep with you tonight, I dont know if I would survive sleeping with
you.

YeahIm not sure either. Im going to be gassing myself out tonight, but I can handle it. She
said giggling as she trotted off toward her bedroom. After taking a minute to readjust his face and head
to the more normal air that flowed around the complex, Bill started walking back toward Christinas
former room where he would hook himself up to the breathing machine and get to bed. Meanwhile,
Christina had gotten out of her shorts, which were now unwearable for about the next day as she
slipped on some red panties along with a red bra. She then slipped on a pair of pink pajama shorts that
were a little too small for her, but nevertheless, she was able to force it on her large buttocks and create
a tight space around her cavernous buttcrack. Her top at least took a little less effort to put on, even if it
accentuated her bust even more. She was quite good looking in those pajamas and any guy anywhere
would have loved to be in bed with her looking like that. But her stomach was still rumbling and she
knew that tonight was going to be a hot night in bed, but not in the way most people would think. She
pressed the record button and situated it toward her bed, where it would remain in a stationary view as
she slept. She walked up toward it and gave one final message for the night.

WellI am off to bed, after releasing...umsomewhere around 80 farts so far. And still, my
tummy is hurting, even after releasing a monster, hot dump into the toilet. I feel it is going to be a gassy
night for me here in bed, so Ill let you watch me while Ill sleep, but warning, I WILL be farting and you
MAY not be able to stand it in here. Hopefully my farts dont cause you to pass out, so sweet dreams
PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!
The swamp gas odor returned as this behemoth of a fart had vibrated the bed she was sitting on as she
recorded this last bit. She was caught off guard by the smell as it was a bit stronger than even she
remembered it, but nevertheless, she proceeded to continue on as she said one last thing before turning
off the lights and getting into her bed.

God that was a stinkerits gonna be a long night! She laughed as the lights went off. Back
over in Bills room, he was still getting used to the breathing machine, which for the most part didnt
work, it didnt have to. The weirdest part of the entire night was the fact that he wasnt breathing in
Christinas farts. Even though he could still smell the gas, in his mind, he was breathing fresh air. About
three hours from the moment that he fell asleep, in a clean bed with clean sheets and blankets, he
would have his breathing machine inject part of Christinas fart smell into his nostrils, which should be
able to get him through to the next period. Should the treatment fail, he had a call button that would
contact both Parker and Christina. But in the meantime, he was breathing fresh air.

The scene couldnt have been any different in Christinas bedroom, Bills former room. She was
laying on a king size bed with the lights out, and it soon became very evident that her farting was
continuing as she slept beneath the sheets. The kinds of farts that were emerging from Christinas butt
were varying all over the place. Some of them were silent hissers that could only be heard by someone
right next to her butt, others were a series of pops and bubbling noises, yet others were simply large
blasts that emerged from her pajama-covered ass. Also, unlike earlier, her farts had gone down to only
about once every 15 minutes it seemed. The camera recorded her entire sleep as she farted in her sleep,
leaving Tim about seven hours worth of material to edit so that the viewer wasnt left with seven hours
full of an 18-year old sleeping. Because of her farting, the smell in her room never went away; the
intensity of it would go up and down based on the timing since the previous explosion. And since she
was under the covers herself, the bulk of the smell thankfully was staying inside, she was giving herself a
Dutch oven, but it was Christina, she was able to handle it.

Or so she thought. Around 4:00 in the morning, early in the day there at Section 26, there was a
particularly loud and forceful fart that ripped its way out of Christinas behind.
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LLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!
This one had more force and stink with it that any other fart that night. The smell of reeking garbage and
dog shit hung heavily underneath the covers and created a foul stink zone that spread it strength and
power in Christinas Dutch oven. The smell though was much worse than even Christina was anticipating
and it soon created a stink zone so deadly, so foul that Christina herself had been knocked out, passed
out from the force of her own smell. As a result, her farting had ceased for the night. It wasnt until just
before 7:00 that she had regained consciences, with a butt load of gas waiting in the wings for release.

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FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP
PPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!
The walls of her bedroom as well as the floor and the bed all began shaking as an earthquake of a fart
had erupted out of Christinas bum hole, and it was an eruption in every bit of the word. Since she had
passed out, gas had been forming in her rectum, all waiting for the moment in which she would regain
consciousness and send the message to her sphincter muscles to begin releasing the hounds. In this
case, the hounds were a fart of massive proportions, lasting for a full 40 seconds as her butt flap
opened up and flapped continuously as all of this baked bean-powered gas began to flow out of her
butt. The smell that blasted out from her ass was truly appalling, it was horrid, it reeked very much like
her shit. In the three-hour interlude between the farts the smell had actually disappeared, or just about
anyway, so this fart was enough to wake Christina up with the rotten egg smell from hell. It started to
flow up her nostrils and registered in her brain as a fart that only she could produce. She felt her ass
burning from the incredible amounts of gas that had just emerged in this volcanic eruption of gassy
winds. After spending half a minute underneath the sheets, the humid and warm gas that was now
simmering under her blankets was so bad that she had to pull over her blanket as the gas started to flow
out from underneath her Dutch oven and spread around the room. She got up on the bed and looked
over toward the camera. The lens of the camera, unbeknownst to her had actually fogged up a little, but
was enough a smudge on it. She noticed the fogged-up lens and went over to the camera as she walked
through the gas-filled room. This gas was getting worse the more the minutes went back, it was paint-
peeling gas, it was plant-killing gas, but it was good old Christina Lopez gas. She walked over toward the
camera and used her thumb to clear the fog off the lens before she began speaking.

Awwwnothing like a little Morning Thunder for me. I guess my gas was a little too much even
for me. It reeks in this room, I meanreally, really reeks. But I think that those beans are finally out of
my system. Too bad, because I got to get my next pot ready for breakfast. But first, I need to vacate this
room; it smells way too bad in here, even for me.phew! Christina said as she laughed with her bright,
but worn face toward the camera lens. She was starting to enjoy this filming as she got to revel in her
ultimate power. She got up and promptly left the room to take a shower, and true to her word, she did
not have a single fart to release. As this happened, Bill got up from his sleep in the bed and started to
unplug the tubes that went into his nose. He was rather refreshed and got up from his bed thinking that
the breathing machine was a success. Indeed it was, he was able to breathe in his daughters gas with no
problem, and no need to breathe it from the source. He began walking down the hallway when he
noticed that it was rather desolate. As he passed Christinas bedroom he realized why, the smell from
her Morning Thunder was thundering its way out of her room and into the hallway, creating a raunchy,
eggy smell that Bill was able to breathe in to replenish any gas that he may have lost. After a couple of
seconds of breathing, the gas was enough for him and he walked toward the kitchen where he met up
with Parker.

Did you feel that one this morning, felt like a 4-pointer right in the hallway. Parker said as he
took a drink of his coffee.

Yeah, but I bet it wasnt the San Andreas. Bill remarked as Christina walked into the kitchen
with the same pot that she had eaten the beans in from yesterday. She was still wearing the same
pajamas that she had blasted her monster fart in. The pot of beans this time was full of chili beans, filled
mostly to the brim. She also had a gallon of milk and a large glass of her protein shake. Parker and Bill
looked a little concerned.

Nopethat was me. Sogood morning you two. She laughed as she started eating the beans
and chugging the milk.

WellI slept rather well last night Frank, thanks to your machine I think I slept better than in
the past few weeks. BBBBBBBBBEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCHHHHHH!!!
Bill had been cut off by a milk and chili-smelling belch that rattled out from Christinas mouth and
started filling the room with its fragrance.

Good God Chrissy! Even your burps are bigger than before. Bill said as he pinched his nose to
get rid of the smell. He also waved his hand around back in Christinas direction, letting her get the bulk
of her smell.

Heheexcuse me. I guess Im going to be saying that a whole lot this week. She said as she
continued munching on her beans. Unlike last night, she had gained a larger constitution as she was
intentionally trying to keep her gas in until she was at least finished. Banking on the amount of time she
spent eating the beans last night she knew that she had to start breakfast earlier to still get to school on
time.

Im not sure if I could handle eating the same food item for each meal. Parker said as he
watched this beast of a girl pile more and more beans into her already loaded system.
 Im getting used to it, plus with all the protein it will give me I can burn it off in the weight room
and at practice. Coach has been telling me that he has a new way of dealing with my gas that he is going
to reveal to the entire team today. She said giggling, thinking about various ways in which her gas could
be dealt with. In truth, there were none, they just had to deal with it.

Oh boyand with your bean diet, the game this week may be very interesting. Said Bill as he
remembered the previous basketball game, the less said about that the better he thought.

It sure willit sure will. Christina said as she continued eating her beans. For almost the next
full half hour, both Bill and Parker watched as Christina loaded herself with the beans. It seemed like she
was able to finish off the beans quicker this time, drinking up her milk and protein shake in the process.
She finally got up from her seat, standing high within the room, with the ceiling only a foot and a half
away from the top of her head as she dropped one more room-echoing burp across. But it was her
stomach that was jumping, bubbling with all the new acquisitions that it had just acquired. Now, it had
to adjust the new beans into the gas factory that was Christinas digestive system to get them working
on producing new, bountiful amounts of smelly flatus.

Bill and Parker went back toward another part of the complex to begin getting their work done
for the day. Parker was giving Bill more and more tasks around the complex to get him back up to full
strength. Obliviously, he hadnt gone on any missions recently since he still had to bring Christina along,
and with her back in school he couldnt risk her being away while finishing up her final semester of high
school. As for Christina, the production was very quick and by the time she had gotten into her clothing
for the day in her bedroom she was ready for her first blast since waking up. The room still carried a
small amount of the gas from the Morning Thunder and it took her a moment to get the camera back
on. She still had a little room on the previous tape to record one last message. She positioned it so that
it could focus on her long form that stood there in the bedroom beside her bed. Today she was wearing
a pair of her tightest white pants with a big belt going around the edge. The belt went around her waist
that was constraining her stomach just a little. Up top, she wore a red and white horizontally-stripped T-
Shirt that led up to her neck. Up top, her hair was bunched up into a pony tail that went around her
back, showing even more of her face, all radiant and shiny, looking forward to a great day.

I just got back from eating my next pot of beans, this time chili beans and my stomach is
already ready to go. Well, its time for me to go to school, but before I go I wanted to let off a little fart.
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tight white pants rattled as wave after wave of chili-smelling gas began to pour its way out of her ass,
creating a loud blast of a noise that sounded like a dozen ducks quacking at the same time and to the
same harmony. The fart sounded like music to Christinas ears and the smell was something that she
loved to smell. It really did reek of chili and of the milk she had drunken. This along with her protein
shake, which to the normal human would give them horrid gas by itself, allowed her to produce a god-
awful smell that created a yellow noxious cloud that was flowing out of her white pants. Already, there
was a small brown spot appearing right where her asshole was at its closest to the pants. She waved the
air around her and realized that the stench was going to be downright horrific today.

Oh GodI dont know if they are going to survive this at school todaylet alone for the rest of
the week. Trust meyou do not want to be in this room right nowor maybe you do. Goodbye. She
blew a kiss at the camera before turning it off and vacating her room. She slammed the door shut and
told Parker that no one was to open that door at all, or risk the entire complex stinking up. Of course,
she disregarded her own message, releasing two median-sized beany toots as she walked toward the
elevator to take her outside, stinking up the complex anyway.

Up top, Christina began her walk toward school, walking in this case since she wasnt sure yet
how her farts would do on public transportation. It was a standard January day in the City by the Bay
with temperatures in the upper 40s and partly cloudy skies. She had to wear her brown light jacket since
it was still a little too cool for her, but she would put it away in her locker to showcase the rest of her
marvelous body. As she walked down Telegraph Hill toward her school her farts started to get
themselves worked up as she began blasting the farts with nearly every step she took. Unlike a lot of her
farts, these chili beans were giving her a lot of short farts, only one-seconds ones that sounded like a big
PLOP as it blasted itself out of her butt and then subsided. Still, the stink packed into one of these farts
was deadlier than from a frat boy after a night of drinking. And the looks for the passerbys seemed to
confirm this.

After 15 minutes of trotting away nearly 20 farts, she had arrived at her high school, a typical
urban school located on a full block of the city. She looked at it and wondered how her bean feast was
going to affect the school. As she thought about this, a silent hisser of a fart started flowing out from her
tight jeans and into the surrounding the area, leaving a thick layer of stink all around.
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SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!!
Unlike her previous farts, this one lasted much longer and it seemed to have launched a good deal of the
gas that she had loaded up out of her system. But as soon as the 15-second silent killer was released,
she caught wind of what she had wrought and it was not pleasant smelling. This was a bathroom fart,
this was a pre-dump fart and she didnt even have to take one. An eye watering stench of beans and
rotten eggs began spreading around the spot that she was located and even with the light winds that
were present around the smell was as strong outside as it would have been inside. She pinched her nose
and began waving her behind, trying to get a little of it off of her. She had only wished that she had her
camera out.

Ewwww.that is a smelly onethose beans sure are yummy! She said to herself as she began
laughing, but that laughter was soon cut off by the sound of someone falling down, right behind her. She
turned her head and looked down at what looked like a small kid who had fallen to the ground on his
butt. He was still consciousness, but his breathing had been affected by her fart. It took her a few
moments but she recognized the boy. It was a freshmen kid, a short one too, only around 52, he was
among the shortest in the whole school and the polar opposite of Christina. The kid was dressed in a red
T-Shirt with blue jeans and wore a black winter coat. He was relatively new to the area, having moved in
the past year but became mesmerized when he first laid his eyes on the then, 66 Christina. And since
her growth, he had become more fixated on her body and her overall power. He loved this power and
authority and he loved to follow her around, but this creped Christina out. The kid was a stalker more
than anything else and now she had him right where she wanted him. She turned her massive form
around and stared straight into the kids body, noticing a small tent appearing in his crouch. His hands
were behind his back along the sidewalk and he was sitting up, horrified but otherwise okay. The
amazing smell of the SBD was also becoming more overpowering as the seconds passed on. It smelled
more like a septic tank than anything else around there. But that wasnt what was freaking the kid out.

You! Youve been following me, havent you? Her loud voice boomed across the frighten kids
face. She started nodding his head very slowly.
 Answer me dammit! You have been following me. She yelled out. Normally, Christina wasnt
one to get mad at random people and as long as you were cool with her, she returned the same
behavior, but this kid had been stalking her for months now and she wanted an end to that.

Um.um..yes. He said, stuttering as he contemplated her next move. Even she was
wondering what she would do next. It took nearly a half minute of dead and scary silence to come up
with an idea, but it was the potent fart that she had just released that was giving her a devious idea. She
found a way to put the boys stalking skills to use.

Did you smell that fart of mineIve been cutting the cheese all day. I had beans for breakfast.
She said with a great sense of pride, she was watching for how the boy would react. His face was getting
a little red and his eyes were tearing up as he was first of all scared and second of assaulted by this
horrendous fart.

I did smell itit stinks. Were all that the boy could muster up as she began laughing, pointing
her butt back toward the kid and waving more of the stinky air at him. She hadnt farted since that last
SBD, but there was still plenty of gassy air around.

Yes it does. But that is what beans do to you, they make you fart, and when it comes to
someone like me, it makes you fart a LOT. Also, I tend to get the smelly kind of farts, in fact, they nearly
all smell, so you could imagine what it would be like if I had my butt right in your face. Do you know
what it would be like? She said as she lowered her body and started to scare the boy even more as she
rested her hands on her knees and had her body nearly at his eye level.

Umit would smell. The boy answered in the best innocence look that he could muster up.

Thats right. Now this week, I am eating NOTHING but beans, for all my meals, I had them for
breakfast, Im going to eat them for lunch and Ill have them for dinner, this WHOLE week. I am going to
be farting a lot. Nowwould you like to be right next to my butt? Her question was rhetorical. She
actually had no attention in face-farting him, but she had come up with another way to use him.

No. The boy answered.

I thought so. Dont worry, I wouldnt blame you, Im not sure if even I can handle these farts
this week. But as a part of my week of beans, I am recording a video archive of all my juicy farts. So the
whole world can see just how much of a gassy girl I really am.and I really am a GASSY GIRL! She said
laughing as she felt a small ripper come out of her butt, bringing a reinforced bout of bean-powered
malodourous gas around both her and the boy. He cringed to the gas but was otherwise still alright.

I believe youCOUGH.COUGH.I believe you. The boy said as he began coughing on the new
fart smell. Christina then rose her body back up to where she was standing, standing like a giant over
this weak and pitiful boy and she offered him an option to avoid meeting her face to butt. As her head
went higher up, she was less affected by her gas, something she had always liked about her tremendous
height, it meant that she didnt have to smell as much of her gas as others did.
 Any whoI cant do any videotaping when Im in the hallways of my magnificent ass blasting
away my farts by myself. And since you so like to follow me around I am ordering you to do just that this
week.

Follow you? The boy asked.

Thats correct, whenever I am walking through the hallways, I want you to film the scene, I am
going to be farting ALL THE TIME this week and there are bound to be some good ones in the hallway
when I move around, besides, I dont want to stink up just the classrooms, in the hallway at least the
smell can spread around, and I dont always get blamed for themalthough this week I may, only I am
able to produce farts like..PPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRBBBBBBBBBBTTTTTTTTTTT!.
like these. So I want you to follow around me with the camera, be at my locker, when I want to say
something I want you pointing that camera at me, and also at lunch when I am eating my beans I want
you sitting by me, filming me as I eat more beans and begin passing gas. Now Ill take care of the
classroom scenes, but otherwiseyoure mine! The boy started getting up as Christina present to him
the small digital camera. She began instructing him on its use and gave him one last grim warning.

Andif you fail me, even once. I will fart so much in your face, that you I will send you into a
coma. Ive killed a man with my farts and you would be much, MUCH easier. The warning was firm but
to the point and it scared the boy to the point that was quickly becoming very obedient to Christinas
wishes. She then started walking up the steps and into the school where the kid pressed the record
button and began filming Christina as she walked through school.

As she walked through the corridors of crowded high school students, her derriere hung high in
the air for all to see. To the savvy student, they were intoxicated by its presence, but frightened of the
weapons it contained. At the boys height, he was able to fix the camera so that he was holding it up
toward his chest and pointing it straight toward Christinas behind. He followed her from about four feet
from her behind and he had to turn with every turn she made toward her locker. He soon realized what
she meant by farting in the hallway, she started ripping her small farts while in transit from one end of
school toward the other. Each fart again made a PLOP noise as it quickly cut itself out from her butt and
into the air, and unfortunately for him; at his height he was soon to receive its fragrance. The farts were
already leaving a trail of destruction behind her as several students were coughing at the horrendous
smell she had created. In one hallway along she had released seven of these small farts. But at last, she
had arrived at her locker and took out her books for her first course of the day. She opened up the
locker and instructed the boy to position the camera so that she could talk into it, and with the sound of
high school students walking around, laughing and joking with each other as they headed toward their
first classes, she began speaking.

WellI have finally arrived at my locker, and I left a few good ones in the hallway. But dont
worry, those are but the beginning, you will love what I have to offer, even if the kids here dont. She
laughed as she began releasing a 4-second bubblier out of her ass, vibrating within the white pants and
creating a rippling effect against her clothing. The fart soon started to spew out another thick fog of funk
into the surrounding area as more bean-stench began to infiltrate the hallway. A couple of students who
had been in the process of making out next to her gave her a dirty look as they walked away.

SorryI farted. She said with a blush on her face. The camera was there to catch it all. As she
gathered her books she walked the short distance toward her classroom, farting a couple more times
before instructing the boy to give the camera back to her and getting lost.
 Not bad for your first go at ityou now see what I mean by gassy dont yaIm VERY gassy!
Now, your ass better be here when the bell rings or else youll know the true power of being GASSY!
Understand? Said Christina as the boy nodded his head. She then walked into the classroom and took
her seat among her fellow students. She carried the camera with her the whole time and had agreed on
a way to film her farts from underneath her desk. Basically, she would manually turn the camera on and
off and then hold it underneath her desk a couple of feet away from her crouch where it would film the
fart. She sat right in the middle of the classroom, with more than half of the students knowing about her
already, the rest were not yet that aware with Christinas farts and had figured that her performance the
previous week was but a fluke, but as the class began and the fires of her stomach began rumbling with
new gas for production they would soon discover the error in their judgments.

There she sat, during the middle of an uneventful History lecture seated there at her desk, some
poor seat that wasnt used to handling people as big as her. Her large behind covered the entire seat
and if she wasnt 72 she would have considered very fat, but her extra height made up that fat and
muscle elsewhere. Her long body rose up to unparalleled heights in the classroom, and that was just
sitting down. She was more than a head taller than everyone else standing up and sitting down, so she
had an uninterrupted view of the classroom. This also meant that the unlucky person who sat down
behind her also got a blocked view, blocked by this enormous mass of girl. But in the same respect, that
same person, some 17-year old teen boy who only vaguely knew about Christina, also got a spectacular
view down the back of her seat where she inevitably revealed the top entry point of her long and dark
buttcrack, covered only by her tight white pants and pink panties she had on. So, he had his kicks just
the same looking down at the largest ass he had ever seen, all there in front of him for the viewing, and
with her blocking his body from the teacher he likely had some uninterrupted opportunities to view the
goods. Of course, this slowly changed as the class went on as he began hearing gargling noises and
explosions it seemed coming in from down there in the canyon of Christinas sweaty and shit-smelling
asscrack. Another few minutes passed and the rumbling noises grew louder, but they were still only
audible by those immediate to Christina. The look on her face was that of pain, from the large amounts
of beans she had eaten that day, she was going to blow. The teen kid that was looking down her
buttcrack had been mesmerized by the view, such a perfect butt and such a deep ass, it was
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What the kid didnt hear a few seconds before this chair-crackling fart was Christina turning on
the camera and pointing it toward her crouch area, seated on the chair that was just given its first
beating of the day. The fart was an awfully loud one, easily vibrating the entire desk and rattling through
the dark buttcrack like a set of fireworks being detonated in a cave. And then there was the sinister
smell that began to flow out from all over. While the gas was coming from all directions, the most direct
route was through that top hole that was now directly in the teens face. He didnt know what had hit
him when the smell started attacking him. The smell of milk and beans infiltrated his nose, along with
the noses of everyone else in that room as it continued to intensify throughout the next few seconds. All
attention that had been directed on the teacher was now focused on her. Now, the normal student, just
having ripped such an awesome fart in class would have been horrified and downright embarrassed.
After all, this was a fart of power and strength; it created a very loud noise, lasted a long time (around
12 seconds) and created a foul odor.) But this was Christina Lopez, and she was quite proud of her
creations. She enjoyed letting off her blasters in class and she knew that there was little that the
students or teachers could do about it. She had been to detention a dozen times and there were no
results out of that, except forcing the detention teachers to smell her farts too. Furthermore, what were
her other classmates going to do, she was usually double their size, more than a foot taller, and stronger
than any of them. If any of them had taunted her about her gas, she would beat them up without a
second thought. Therefore, the only thing that the students could do was to take it in and enjoy the
smell.

The teacher, a black guy in his 30s who liked to ramble on about various history topics,
particularly those involving civil rights and one who had not had her before started smelling the fart and
decided on addressing Christina after he found her name on the seating chart.

Ms. Lopez? The teacher asked.

Yes. She answered with the sweetest voice as her fart continued to span throughout the room
with its overpowering eggy stench, allowing for more students to cough and gag.

What the hell is that smelldid you pass gas? He asked using the very polite term for fart. She
could only giggle as she felt another gas pang hit her. She leaned her ass over to the right and farted.
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This fart vibrated the seat even more and was released with the force of many bubbles of gas popping
all at once out of her ass. This fart would have sounded like a true whoopee cushion, only very much a
real fart smell and a tad bit louder. The smell that radiated from this one was more the smell of dead
animals with a strong aftertaste of chili. The students around her could swear that they were actually
tasting chili themselves, although they hadnt figured out yet what it was they were tasting.

YesI passed gas, both times in fact. She said with a bright smile and raised eyebrows. She
had caught wind, figuratively and relatively, of her creation and the stench was much to her liking. The
smell of this latest beast had caused several students to put their noses underneath their shirts while all
the windows were opened. She loved this, that despite it being a little cool for the morning, her bowel
movements were already driving students to bend their way of things toward her. As this happened, she
leaned over and started releasing a series of popping farts that lasted roughly two to four seconds each
and allowed for the fart smell to increase in quantity and in expanse. PPPPPPPPPPLLLLLLOOOOPPTTT!
PPPPPPPPLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTT!!! PPPPPPPPPPPLLLLLOOOOOOOBBBBTTTTT!
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The teen kid behind her was already starting to sweat from the sudden increase of warm air that was
flowing from behind Christina. The sulfuric stench of her farts was only gaining strength as she released
more of this horrific odor around the room. The students near the windows were a tad bit better than
those in the middle, but all around there was discomfort from those who had to breathe in her shit-
smelling flatulence.

Gosh Christina what is wrong with you? One of the blond female students asked with a
pinched nose.

What crawled up your ass and died? A black kid asked who was sitting next to her right side.

How can anyone fart that bad? Another student has asked as Christina was loving the
attention she was getting. She had the camera still positioned near her butt where it was able to get the
under-the-desk vantage point of her butt blasts. As the teacher walked back toward the
chalkboard.RRRRRRRRRRRLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAAAAABBBBBBBBBBBBBLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL
LLLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT! A
long and drawn out stinker of a fart vibrated its way out of Christinas butt, which this time was seated
firmly on the seat. The sensation the fart had created when it pulsated its way against the hard seat and
all around her buttcheeks had caused her to giggle like a school girl. She was enjoying these farts and
the smell was starting to cause the student behind her to gag uncontrollably. He raised his hand and
asked to be excused. The teacher allowed this request, out a mere mercy, but Christina wasnt letting
him off the hook that easily, she wasnt letting anyone off the hook, just as he got up from his
seat.PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL
LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTSSSSS! A
monster blaster of a fart, easily her largest of the day so far had rocketed itself out from between her
globe-sized buttcheeks and straight into the boys face. He received a healthy, perhaps too healthy
amount of foul smelling, rotten-egg and decomposing garbage smelling gas straight into his face. The
smell simply wasnt human, it was beyond human and the haze it created had horrified the students in
the room. It was a yellow fog that slowly snaked its way out of the opening at the top of Christinas
white pants and started releasing itself like a plume of smoke being given infinite space to spread. The
smell of the classroom went from horrible to down-right nasty; beyond nasty in fact it was puke-
inducing.

And that is exactly what the teen boy did as he walked past Christina; he threw up his breakfast
right there in the aisle, almost near Christina, but thankfully not touching her body. This caused a chain
reaction of the seats to both the left and right of Christina being voluntarily moved away from her, as
well as away from the green vomit that now filled the aisle. The students could not believe what they
were seeing, the massive farts from this super tall Hispanic girl and the puke on the floor from this other
boy. The smell of the vomit was radiating around the site where it was left, but Christina was quick as to
get rid of that.

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PPPPPPPPPPPPPPLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!
PPPPPPPPPLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSSSTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!
PPPPPPPPPPPPPLLLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!
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RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSSSSTTTTTTTTT!!!
Five more chili bean-powered farts had been released from Christinas warm behind to the horror of the
students in the classroom. The first four farts went on for about 6 seconds while the last one went
nearly for 15 seconds, exhausting Christina who had been worn out from squeezing her butt muscles as
she dropped these bombs. The smell of chili only continued to magnify in its power as the yellow haze in
the room continued to increase in its color and density. The teacher began yelling at Christina, telling
her to stop, for the love of all that was good.

Please Ms. Lopez.oh dear God, please stop it with the farting! The teacher protested as he
was assaulted by the smell that blasted him there at the chalkboard like a strong warm wind that would
blow sand in his face. In a way, it did seem like a sandstorm since the eyes of nearly everyone in that
room felt like they had sand in them. Her farts had a way of bringing everyone to their knees and these
farts were doing that.

I wish I can, but these beans.BBBBBBBPPPPPPLLLLLOOOOOOPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTT!!...are

really messing up my.BBBBBBBBBBBBBLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTSSSS.system!
You seeI had some beans forPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHAAAAAABBBBBBBBBBBTTTTTTTTT!!....breakfast
and they have been giving me a massive case of
indigestion..BBBBBBBBBBBBBBLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP
PPTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!....all morning.
Im afraid Im going to be releasing theseoh no..uh oh..you may want to clear out why you
can....PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPSSSSSSSSS
SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSsssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssshhhhhhhhhh
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ssssssssssssssssssssssssssstttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt!!!!!!!ohahhhhh.that feels so relieving!

Each of her farts were horrific, but that last one was a real panty burner, in that was not in the
figurative sense either, some of the students nearest to Christina could smell what could only be
described as the stench of cotton burning, along with the beans and the milk, not to mention her
protein shake that were all causing a copious amount of gas to leak out of her anus. This wasnt some
gas leak though, this was Christina turning on the valve and releasing all the gas into the classroom. The
boy who had thrown up quickly left the room before releasing more of his contents in the bathroom.
Several of the students inside were already getting sleeping as the gas was robbing them of all oxygen.
Those who were nearest to the windows stuck their heads out, trying to get a breath of the sweet,
sweet oxygen. And Christina.poor her, her and her hurting stomach. By this point, her butt felt like it
was on fire, but what else was new for her. At least at this point, her gas had subsided. And just as if
someone had granted the clemency for the rest of the students, the bell rang for the end of the period.
There was no discussion about homework or what to discuss next as there was a mass exodus out of the
room, anything to get them out of the gas chamber that Christina had created. And in an innocent
manner, Christina had gathered her books and headed out of the room where the teacher, still tortured
by the stench of her bowels had asked one question while wheezing.

Why beans? He asked as he coughed under the growing smell in the room. She didnt regret
the students that would be visiting his room next.

Because I love beansthey just give me gas. She giggled as she began walking out of the room.
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But not before adding insult to injury and dropping one more gas bomb in the room to the sound of a
duck. More gassy goodness flowed out of her ass as she walked out of the room and saw her personal
photographer standing there, waiting for her. She smiled; her obedience training of her stalker was
working just fine.

What happened in there? The boy asked as he began waving his hand around her face,
catching a strong whiff of Christinas gas chamber.

Ohthose beans I told you aboutyeah they made me a little gassy. Now lets go, I got a few
more to drop while Im walking to my next class. She said as she began walking her way down the
hallway, hulling her humongous ass in sight for all to see, only at the level of the kids neck.

More? The kid though as he heard a small ripper cut its way through the swaying buttcheeks
of Christinas ass. And more was definitely what he got, just walking behind the tall Hispanic teen for a
few minutes, he caught strong whiffs of six farts, but since she was moving fast enough through the
hallways, like a giraffe and a sea of other animals, no one was not able to attribute the gut-wrenching
smells to one particular source. As she arrived at her next class, there were a couple of students who
had been in her first class that looked at her as if she was bringing the Black Plague into the room. They
were as far away as possible from Christina. One of the two students walked in her direction and asked
if she was going to fart again. As she sat down there was a squeaking noise that was made from the
contact of her big butt with the smaller seat. The student gasped as he couldnt believe the noise he had
heard, thinking that it was a fart.

Oh thatthat wasnt a fartthis is a fart. She then tilted her enormous ass in the boys face.
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The atrocious odor of chili beans and milk began to blast their ways into the new classroom, spewing
more of Christinas toxic chemical gas into the air and laying down its first of what was likely to be many
layers upon the classmates. Word was already spreading of Christinas more-deadly-than-usual farts that
she had ripped in the first period class, and now those near her in the second-period class were getting a
first taste of it.

Gross! What the hell did you eat today? The kid asked as he waved the air around him, trying
to avoid the painful gas.

Ohjust some beans. She said giggling as she began dropping another gargling fart against her
seat. PPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRLLLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTT!
This one had more of the smell of shit in it, as it sounded a lot wetter than her previously airy farts. Of
course, the rule usually was the wetter her farts, the more they stunk, and the people nearest to
Christina were already feeling the effects of it.

Beansbut those give people gas. Another student complained as Christina tilted her ass
again and dropped a powerful ripper into her seat. RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!
Again, the smell of beans was wolfing its way out from her behind and toward the students in the
classroom.

YeahI know..woo! Those are some good ones, just take a moment to breathe that one
inthat one comes from deep within.wow! I must say, starting this bean diet has really increased the
potency of these babies, that is a raw stench! She said as she began to laugh hysterically. No one else
was laughing, but that didnt matter. As soon as she said this all the students who were seated next to
Christina moved to different seats, leaving her by herself. She reviled in this attention though, since she
knew that her power was only gaining steam as she processed more of the beans. Through the next 50
minutes, the students in that next classroom were given a survey course on all the various types of
stenches that could be emitted out of someones butt. In fact, there were quite a few that didnt even
smell like any fart they had released, it was a byproduct of the sheer quantity of the farts she was
releasing. Somehow, no one got sick in this class, since their breakfasts were for the most part digested,
unfortunately for the students Christina was still busy working on digesting hers. After the 50 minute
class the bell rang to a similar effect with all the students quickly running out of the classroom. As
Christina walked out the teacher, a female this time was giving her a quick lecture about the rudeness of
passing gas in class, after which Christina began releasing a silent SBD. By the time the fart was making
itself aware, the teacher began gagging as the smell was far more potent than the previous farts.
Christina then laughed her ass off as she left the class and caught up with her slave outside the hallway.
And through it all, the camera was getting some good vantage points of her blasting off her farts, the
lens were even fogged up a bit after a few of them.

The next two periods saw similar results as the first two. Christina kept farting, releasing jaw-
dropping blasters out of her generous behind as she shared her gastronomical goodness with everyone
in the class. People moved, windows and doors were open, and in the last one, air freshener was
sprayed, but the effects were the same, there was simply no avoiding the farts of this girl. By the time
lunch had arrived, the legend of Christinas farting that day had spread around nearly the whole school,
tales of this tall Hispanic girl blasting off monster farts in each of her classes, creating a suffocating stink
that would claim all those inside. She enjoyed the reputation just the more, knowing that her bean feast
was already making an impact on her standing in school. At the lunch table, she had found herself quite
alone, which was quite alright for her. By that point, people knew about Christina and were trying to
avoid her the best they could, but that was normal for years. Ever since elementary school when her
diabolical monsters started to become known she had been an outcast among the students. And while it
at first made things quite uncomfortable and made her cry, the years passed on and things changed.

Her body grew up and she began developing faster than her peers, as well her digestive system
continued to develop and grow much faster than anyone elses. By elementary school, her farts were
bad enough to rival that of grown men after eating Mexican food, by middle school her farts were bad
enough to clear out classrooms and gymnasiums and by high school she could clear out a school if she
really tried. For a while she did take medication to supposedly subdue the effects, but they were short
lived as her digestive system had found a way to bypass the effects of the medications, using them to
form a new compound that with the gas was still as potent as if she never had taken the medication at
all. So, after today, the legend of Christinas gas continued to grow, along with both her and her farts
themselves as she was testing new limits, and if this was only the first day at school for the week, there
was a lot more for her to grow as she reached Friday.

Seated with her at the table in the cafeteria was her personal photographer, the small high
school kid from earlier. As obliged, he had followed her around the hallways with the camera, recording
her every move and farts. In the hallways alone she had to release at least 20 farts, so that was 20 more
farts for her viewers to see in the video. He sat there with his own lunch while he watched Christina take
out a medium-sized can of beans. She opened the lid and took out a spoon she had grabbed from
Section 26 and began munching on the beans while drinking a carton of milk, not one of the small school
cartoons mind you, an actual carton from back home. The kids eyes were budging out in disbelief as he
saw this monster of a girl continue to devour the beans like it was candy. As she was halfway with her
beans, the kid gathered up enough courage to ask his captor a question.

More beans? After what you have done so far today you are eating more beans? He asked as
Christina continued to shovel down the chili beans into her mouth.

Uhyeah. What did you think I meant when I said I was eating beans for a week?

Well.I thought you had been joking, I mean, you have already farted a lot today and now
youre still eating beans, your gas.

will continue to increase in power as I eat more beans. My farts will become worse; they will
be bigger, larger, longer, and smellier. Deal with it. She said as she let out a small 2-second burp in the
kids face. Already, the new slate of beans was finding their way into Christinas stomach as they started
to dissolve inside of her steel-like stomach. It must have been interesting to see what the bacteria inside
of her bowels were thinking when they saw the arrival of more beans into Christinas body. She was
already beginning to feel what Dr. Kevin was alluding to when he said that the gas from her previous
beans would still be present in her system as she loaded up on the new beans; she was feeling a strange
rumbling in her stomach and knew that a whole lot of gas was appearing. She started smiling as she
looked over at the kid, horrified by what he was watching.
 Youturn the camera on and point it at me, and do not talk. He went with her commands and
pointed it at Christinas direction. She started giggling as the camera began.

Well.Chrissy here at lunch, eating more beans, Im just eating them out of the can right now.
Anyway, I have been farting up another fierce storm in all my classes as the previous videos have shown,
a whole lot of stinkers too, God I stink of farts and now I feel another one coming up right
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long and airy SBD began to flame itself out from Christinas behind as she began breaking wind, a
deadly, powerful wind that could only be described as a furnace blast out from her ass. But the worst
was yet to come, as this 20-second silent killer of a fart was being let out, the stench that it produced
had put away all the other farts, save for perhaps a couple in her first class, that she had released up to
that point. It smelt like a vast combination of foods, even some that she hadnt eaten for a few days, she
could smell the beans more than ever, but even the smell of spoiled milk, cabbage, onions and broccoli
could be smelt in this beast of a fart. This was a telling sign that the gas that she produced within her
system was the effects of several days of digestion and that there was still some in there from her meal
at the dormitory cafeteria last Saturday.

Oh Godthat was a smelly one. You probably couldnt hear itbut DAMN can you smell it. It
smells like raw beans, nothing but beans and shit in that one, and even several other things. I cant
describe it that well, but those in this cafeteria will soon know enough. This was a Silent But Deadly fart
feels like, it feels like your butt is on fire and the stench clings to you as it claims you as a victim of my
bowels. Ha, ha, ha, ha! She said laughing as she told the kid to turn off the video, which was good since
he now had to cover his nose to get rid of the appalling smell that was attacking him. It wasnt just
smelling the fart though that was the problem, it was breathing it in. The kid and nearly everyone else
on the half of the cafeteria she was in could start breathing in the fart as they tried to eat their meals. As
they ate their various items, a strong taste of rotten eggs and beans was there to greet them as they
began to smell and taste the remnants of this giant girls lunch, which of course had been another can of
beans. The gagging and coughing started to pick up in intensity and noise as several of the students
started asking themselves where the smell had come from. But a couple of the students who were
relatively close to the impact zone knew already.

Its Christinahas to be, no one could let one rip like that. Wasnt it you?! He yelled over at
Christina. She got up from her seat and began walking toward the kid, as she passed by a few of the
other students the smell of the gas coming off her pants had given then a boosted stench with their
farts. It was a black student wearing a backwards baseball cap and a white buttoned-up shirt. He knew
Christina from back in middle school and was a well-known sufferer of her gas.

Yes it was mewhat did you think was going to happen when I have eaten beans for three
straight meals.

Beans? Youve eaten beans for three mealsbut why?

Cause I can.and what are you going to do about it? She stood over the black kids shoulder
now, looking down at his unfinished meal of pizza from the school lunch line. It was moments like these
that she loved, when she could dominate over anyone and get away with it. The kid was about 510 and
was rather muscular for his size, and could easily bully over half the school, but not Christina. She was
still much bigger than him.

Umum.well, thats just sick. The black kids comeback was weak, but what else could he
do. While she rarely displayed it, she could beat the crap out of him with relative ease. Her muscles,
while not incredibly huge, were far more than any of the other kids. But Christina loved to torture those
who opposed her and her actions.

Wellthen youll love this. Christina then tilted her large ass right on the kids back as she
began to break wind with another powerful fart, this time creating a larger bubbling noise.
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The sound of bubbles popping at a terrifying frequency could be heard around the boys shoulder as he
began to smell the intense aroma of chili beans infiltrated his head and his insides. The fart vibrated the
boys shoulder, causing his white shirt to start stinking up her potent combination of gas. The fart went
on for 10 seconds as the others around the boy began snickering at what they were watching, after a
certain point however they took their hands and began enclosing their fingers around both their noses
and mouths as they were assaulted by the raucous gas that was floating out of her ass. The blast felt like
massage chair on the boys back, except the massage chair was also releasing a damp and dense fart gas
that was as foul as anything that boy had smelt before. After the fart was over, Christina couldnt but
help but to laugh at the situation and tell the boy off for messing with her.

See Dwayneit doesnt help you any, you mess with me and youre going to get blasted on.
She said snickering to herself as she walked back toward her original table, still smelling the
consequences of her original SBD. With both farts released, the cafeteria had fallen victim to her septic
tank of an ass, but with only a few minutes left before lunch was over the students knew that it would
all be over. Christina sat her big, stinking ass back on the bench of the table as she looked over at the kid
and then over at one other item on the table, a rather important one.

Oh rightgot to finish my beans. She said laughing as she quickly finished eating her beans.
The following two periods consisted of a fart fest for Christina and horror for anyone else. Her farts only
got worse as the afternoon went by and the students in her classes were holding their noses for the
most of the class as the sound of moist, juicy farts continue to bombard the class and the stench of
digested beans attacked the noses of all those around. Each class had about 20 farts in each of them,
and in the first period class following lunch, gym, she was dropping mega-sized blasters that rattled
around the whole gymnasium. By the time the school day was over, she had released well over 100 farts
and the boy following her around had done his job by recording her farts as she walked through the
hallways. By the time school was over, quite a few of the students had headaches from having to smell
the hefty quantities of gas that she had produced, and others were simply tired of having to smell a
bathroom smell. But there was one last group of people that now had to bear the brunt of Christinas
eggy farts, which were far from being done, the girls basketball team.

Christinas role on her schools basketball team had slowly grown from the beginning of the
season. From the beginning, having a person like Christina play basketball for them was a dream come
true. They had a size advantage unlike any other team in the Bay Area, let alone the country. Christinas
seven foot frame meant that she was able to get shots in quicker and block shots and get the ball with
better ease. She was a force to be reckoned with and everyone knew it. There were girls on the
opposing teams who were terrified of her as she loomed over them by more than a foot and a half.
Often, when they would dribble the ball and run into her they would land straight in the deep cleavage
of Christinas breasts. Her scoring performance had increased with each passing week and she was
slowly becoming the main leader of the team in scoring, rebounding, and most importantly, pure
dominance. Of course, there was the other main attribute to Christina, her farting. Athletics made
Christina fart even more since her muscles were working even more. The mere movement of her across
the court allowed for more fuel to be burned and more gas to be produced, so she farted during
competition. This was something that was both a blessing and a curse to the team. It was a blessing
because the farting would distract the opposing team but it was a curse becausewell it stunk. Her
athletic farts had an extra element in which they not only stunk of her flatulence, but also of her own
sweat. This created a supplementary potent combination than ever before. And now it was time for
practice for the day to get ready for the game on Thursday night.

The basketball team consisted of about a dozen girls, of varying backgrounds and skills that
made up one of the best girls teams in the Bay Area. Among the players that knew Christina were
Monya, a 6 foot black girl, who was until previously the tallest on the team, the 510 Veronica, one of
the white girls on the team and Jessica, a new freshman player who was 511 and among the newer
prospects. These were the three, who were more familiar with Christina, and it was Veronica who was
an admirer of Christina, her overall power and size on the court, she wanted to imitate that. Their coach
was an older man, in his 50s who had salt and pepper hair on the top of his head. He wore a yellow polo
shirt and a pair of khakis which was one of his main uniforms. He would also wear gym clothes at times
for practice. He admired Christinas height and her skill on the court and was very impressed with her
overall size and her domination. He quickly learned that Christina was naturally talented at playing
basketball as she was with volleyball and track and he moved Christina up to the front position on the
court. There was also the unknown fact that he was a lover for her farts too, as creepy as it sounded, he
enjoyed smelling his players massive farts. But he kept this a secret for obvious reasons, Christina
wasnt the first player he fantasized about that would release farts during practice and the games, but
Christina was by far the best at letting em rip during games.

In the locker room as the girls got ready for their practice after school, Christina was busy
changing out of her pants and into her black practice shorts when she took strong whiff of her pants.
The pants had smelt like she had been through a war zone and it got the attention of the girls nearest to
her. As she took off her pants, her tight pink panties were in plain sight for all the girls to see. The
panties stuck out for all to see and highlighted the buttocks that were each larger than any of the girls
heads. The panties smelled even more of Christinas gas and there were skid marks visible right where
her asshole would have been. The skid marks though were not the byproducts of any shits, they were
just the remnants of a ton of fart gas being blasted and burned into the fabric of the panties.

Damn girlI heard youve been letting them go today, your pants reek of your farts. Monya
said as she began smelling the growing rotten egg stench that was the result of an SBD she had just
released there with her panties on. The warm rotten stench had a much easier time flowing out from
between her large butt as it stunk up the wooden bench she was seated on and began attacking the girls
one by one. And in as quick of a fashion they all began to leave, unable to take in the horrific smell that
was spreading across the locker room.

He...hehenow this room reeks of them too. Now, you see what happened here in this room,
I cut one fart and cleared it out in only a couple of minutes, just wait until these girls begin smelling
these farts, its gonna be so fun! She giggled as she looked at the small video camera that was in her
locker as she gave her speech toward it. She took another whiff of her intense smell and knew she had
to go as well. Once she began wearing her black shorts she walked back out with her enormous butt
holding up the basketball shorts with tremendous stretching capability. On the other girls, the shorts
were decent sized on their bodies, but on Christina, they barely covered her ass blimps. Of course, this
just made it even sexier for those who were watching her. The girls were then instructed to sit on the
basketball court while the coach began speaking.

WellI have a rather big announcement and something that I do not take too much heart in
telling you, but something that will be important for this team. The coach stated as a noise was made.

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monster stinker of fart suddenly emerged out from Christinas behind as it created a deafening vibration
noise on the wooden floor. Christina had been seated Indian style with her massive butt there creating a
rippling noise that shook the ground all around the other players. The foul stench of beans and milk
began to emit in a noxious gassy cloud from Christinas behind as she started waving the air around her.
The unholy stench flowed its way out from its fleshy, buttock prison as it was being freed right in front of
the other girls on the team. The girls were quickly becoming horrified by the smell of the fart, which only
got worse. They all looked at their gargantuan teammate as she continued to laugh.

Excuse memust have been the beans I had for lunch. She laughed as she continued to spread
her gaseous power around the other girls.

Wellthats fine, because thats the reason I have brought you girls together, I am here to
announce that Christina Lopez is the new team captain, and leader of this team. The looks on the girls
faces were that of complete shock. They were stupefied to think such an idea, Monya had been the de-
facto leader of the team for all four years she was on the team, sure she could never measure up to
Christinas size, but no one could. Christina was the only with a wide smirk on her face. She couldnt
believe it herself; she had surely worked her way up the ladder of the team.

What? But how? How can she be the captain? Monya questioned the coach.

She is tall, strong, and big, she is the most exemplary basketball player I have ever coached and
sheer dominance on the court commands respect.

But yeahthe goals closer to her; of course she can score more?

The truth isshe is the dominate one on this team now and I think we have to start looking at
this team based upon her needs more than anything else, to help the betterment of the team. The
coach continued, Monya was furious, and rightfully so. To truth was, the coach had a fetish just for
Christinas mere presence and he was looking for a way to exert her power over the team in a way that
seemed reasonable. She was already looking forward to this; this would mean more minutes, more
opportunities to play and more abilities to work on improving her strength and muscles as well
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Another raunchy stinker roared its way out from Christinas behind, causing a rumbling sensation all
throughout the buttcheeks and around the wooden floor she was sitting on. The fart wasnt nearly as
long as the first one, but the power made up for it, that and the ever-present smell of chili beans that
were still digesting themselves in Christinas stomach, some two and half hours after lunch. She was still
working on that can of beans, plus a little from the pot of beans for breakfast. The floor was causing
sensationally sound effects that only improved the power of her fart, even though it wasnt her greatest.

Oh God.God that is awful! Monya cried out as her eyes began to tear up from the
overwhelming warm, smelly air that began to flow around Christina. She was laughing at this prospect
and the coach was trying to get a strong whiff of her fart. God they smelt better than ever.

Nowbe careful Christina, you dont want to waste all of those. The coach said as the girls
focused on him once more. They were curious as to what he was talking about, and so was Christina.
That is when he began to explain his other idea.

Okaynow, we have to make some sacrifices on this team every now and then. As you all
know, while we breathe in thisunique smell from our giant teammate, no offense Christina, Ms. Lopez
here has a major farting problem and its one that not even science can solve. So, for as long as she is
playing with usshe will be passing gas, probably a lot of it. An idea struck me as we were playing last
week in which Christina was farting up a storm the coach remarked as he remembered that previous
game very well, he was really starting to get hooked on the teens farts. anyway, did any of you not
notice the suffering our opponents were going through.

Well yeah, shes huge. They couldnt guard someone her size, she could hold the ball up in the
air by her hand continuously and no one would get it. Remarked Veronica as she continued to breathe
the gases from that last fart, her nose was plugged as she had to say something back at Christina.

I cannot believe what Im smelling, it was a few minutes ago and it still reeks in here something
fierce. Veronica remarked with a voice that was muffled by her covering hand.

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Christina finished off with another, much smaller but more forceful fart against the wooden floor. The
insides of her shorts were now filled with putrid, gut-wrenching gases that were created from the
largest feast of beans ever conceived, only in its infancy too. The gas that floated around within the
booty canyon of Christina was stale and very raunchy, but with additional blasts from her rectum it
would get a new push of wind that would push its atrocious odor a little further out.

Rightwell, now I have an idea, based on what I saw there. We can use that farting ability to
our advantage, to cripple our teams. There is nothing in any rulebook about using flatulence as a tool
against the opposing teams, and while we have a skill that cannot be rid of and has to be used, I am
suggesting that we use it. Now, the problem is right now, we are all still complaining about her gas
The coach continued, before he was once more cut off by Monya.

Well yeah, it smells like a bathroom in here. Jeez Christina, why did you have to eat beans
today? She remarked as she waved her hand around more. There was a small gas cloud that hung over
all the other girls. While Monya and Veronica were the most vocal about it, the other teammates didnt
know what to think of it.

Well, what we need to do then, is to immune ourselves of this gas. I am adding a mandatory
part to each practice session plus pre-game practice; we will each receive a fart from Christina and
breathe it straight in, taking in the smell and getting our bodies adjusted to it, so that when she rips
those farts during the game, the affects will be lessened on us. The looks on the other girls faces were
now that of complete horror, of pure shock. Christina didnt know what to believe, he was ordering the
girls to receive a fart from her gassy anus every day, she was almost a little scared, after her feast of
beans so far she was a bit scared about having other people smell her butt from so close.

Excuse me? Monya asked as the girls were asking themselves the same question.

Starting after this speech, if youre ready Christina, she will lie on the floor with her butt in the
air and you will plant your nose in between her butt cheeks. She will then break wind in your face and
you are to breathe it in. This is what Christina is offering to our team, that is her sacrifice; she will
sacrifice her wind to help us get adjusted to it. And there is no arguing the pointyou will be forced to
leave the team and your scholarships if you do not comply. The coach said as Christinas belly rumbled.

Youve got be kidding meno way am I going to breathe the butt bombs going out of her
behindno fuckin way! Monya yelled as she got up and began walking out of the gym. But the coach
stopped her before she left all the way.

Oh yes you areall of us are, even me. We have to become acquainted with our new leader.
Now, this doesnt mean there is no place for the rest of us on this team, there are plenty of things that
you and others can do that she cant, but you cannot deny her stature and her power on this team. I am
just making the transitional period a little easier on us. Now, it may smell, and it may hurt, but thats
why we are in sports, to do the impossible, to achieve greatness in the midst of unthinkable tasks. As the
eldest member of this team, I make it your responsibility to take on the first one. I want you to set the
example, take a breath

No fucking way! Monya screamed as she began to furious walk out.

Then the scholarship goes away, so does any chance you can play for Stanford. This is a small
sacrifice, if you stop playing now, youll miss your own chance at greatness, dont miss out because of
your weakness, take on that weakness to tackle it. We all have to get rid of this weakness, so that we
can bare it on our other opponents. Take that first step. The coachs speech was inspiration, and
weirdly so, since he was asking her to breathe in the fart of another girl. She thought to herself there as
the idea of doing this sent through her head. She finally walked back toward the coach, dumbfounded
by the situation, but almost determined to take it on.

Theres not much of a choice for me, is there? She asked him, as she began to realize the
reality of the situation.

No there isnt.

Nownone of this leaves the gym, right? You arent going to tell anyone else, nor the scouts
from Stanford about this, right?

This does not leave the gym, and that goes for all of you. This is a secret, we are deploying our
secret weapon and we do not want the other team to know we are immune. Quite simply, we will play
on as normal, even as she gasses away the other team.

Um coach? Asked Christina as she sat there, listening to all this.

 Yes Christina.

I got a really big one coming; maybe you should hurry this up. She said as she began lying
down on the floor on her front side, clinching her stomach. She was getting herself into position as the
other girls began backing away from Christina.

Well Monya, what is your answer? The coach asked as she began walking toward Christinas
black, gym-short covered butt.

FineI will take this on, and I will beat it. Give me your worst Christina. Monya had done a
complete 180 in that she was now ready to take on the gas, but not because of any dedication and not
because she was wanting to please her coach, but because deep down inside she had always considered
herself a bit of a badass. She wanted to be able to prove that she could do thing that were outrageous
and make her way out of it, and now was her opportunity. She began kneeling behind Christinas laid
out body and brought her chocolate-colored nose right toward the back of the gym shorts. Her nose was
instantly assaulted by the foul, wasteful gas that already hung over the back of her shorts. Already, the
temperature around her face had already gone up and she was breathing in the eggy odors from her
previous farts.

No, no, no. Get your nose deep inside there. Christina commanded and like an obedient
puppy, Monya did just that. She shoved her nose deep into Christinas ass, almost like a cock up her own
butt and with about as much urgency. The smell was now even worse, she was breathing into the nylon-
shorts that protected the outside world from Christinas combustible flatulence. Now, Christina had her
right where she wanted her, deep in her buttcrack, ready to let one rip. The rumbling in her stomach
had now found its way through her intestines and was now in the rectum, ready for expulsion.

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When Christina said she had a gone one coming, she was not joking, this was a true textbook fart, a
barnburner of a fart if there ever was one. The atmosphere all around Monyas face had changed its
composition to that matching Christinas gastronomical gases. There were heavy concentrations of the
hydrogen sulfide that only appeared to be increasing in strength and potency within the foul gas. The
look from the other girls of this scene, watching this black girl stick her nose deep into the pooper of this
18-year old Hispanic girl was unbelievable. First of all, with the enormity of her buttcheeks, it looked as
if half of Monyas face had disappeared underneath the fleshly folds of Christinas Gluteus Maximus. The
20 second fart looked like a blast of yellow gas that was visible in its flowing out of her butt and all
around the head of Monya. It looked like a stink bomb going off and it surely was a stink bomb. The
vibrations and shocks that this fart had created vibrated the head of Monya like an earthquake, shaking
the floor around them and shaking the ever loving hell out of Monyas brain while also substituting the
air it was used to taking in with her own gas.

The gas that Monya smelled was unlike any other she had ever smelt. Of all the farts she had
smelled from her father and brothers, this was by far, without any reservation, the worst she had ever
smelled. Sure the smell of beans was very evident, but then there was also the milk and the protein
shakes. They had created a gut-wrenching, puke-inducing, gag-creating combination that just
substituted all the available oxygen that Monya had been breathing with its new creation, something
that could only be produced from deep within the bowels of the gassiest person in the world. Monyas
face had become red, from the heat that this fart had produced, being blasted at her chocolate face
with the force of an atom bomb. If one were to survive the blast and the shock wave from such a bomb,
this would have been a close equivalent. But the shockwave from this blast was bad even for those who
werent with their heads shoved into Christinas butt. This was gas; this was really putrid gas, the kind
that would kill cancer it seemed. And after the 20 seconds was over and the noisy blast of the fart had
subsided, Monya was slow to raise her head out of the fleshy prison of Christinas black-short covered
butt as she held it out there in the air, breathing nothing but the pure and raw flatulence from
Christinas bowels. She stood there for a few seconds, trying to understand what had just happened. Her
face looked like it had just gone through hell and the other girls were now worried that their experience
wouldnt be any better.

How was it? Christina asked as she began blowing the air around her, reviling in her foul gas.

Beautifulthat was the greatest thing I have ever smelt. Monya said in a strange, hypnotized
way. The girls mouths all seemed to drop as they were shocked by such a statement. Those open
mouths though were quick to come back up as they started to breathe in the eggy aroma that was now
permanent in this space.

Glad you liked it. Christina said as she began giggling, her stomach then produced another
large batch of gas and she was getting armed and loaded once more. The coach knew that and asked the
girls Whos next? Slowly, the girls took turns as they breathed in horrendous, potent blasts of wind
from Christinas behind, but none as powerful as that first fart. That one was a real doozy and one she
wasnt sure she was going to repeat. The rest of the practice went rather much like normal with the girls
going through their usual drills and working on their plays. And Christina continued on farting, though
not at the same power and frequency as before, she knew that she would have to replenish her supply
before she could start blasting more stinkers into the air.

There was something different though about the behavior of the girls as they did their practices,
they were more accepting of Christina, willing to do whatever she said as well as the coach and even
Monya, who had typically been a bit of a rival for Christina in the past, she was well-behaved, treating
Christina with the upmost of respect. No one gave Christina a hard time with her farts for the rest of the
practice, and some even encouraged her to try her best on making the biggest, raunchiest farts from
various positions. She was now enjoying her new status as the leader of the basketball team. As she sat
there in the locker room, she tilted her ass over, only covered by her panties this time and blasted one
last ripper onto the wooden bench. As soon as this happened, the other girls quickly ran toward the spot
where Christina had released that final fart. They breathed in all the eggy contents of her fart and began
to appreciate the beany taste to the stench. As she pulled up her white pants and got ready to return to
Section 26 a large smile appeared on her face. This team had evolved today, it started out as the girls
high school basketball team for the school, but now the team had become hers.

Back at Section 26, Christina had continued to fart like a maniac as she was flushing out the rest
from her beans. Since practice, she had farted another 20 times, though none as strong as that first one
she had given Monya. Parker and Bill were doing just alright after having to endure the fart smells that
she had left in the complex that morning. For the first time in the past day, the complex was smelling
normal, or at least normal enough. Christina had told them about her special day at school and all the
instances. Bill was just thinking it was a matter of time before he would hear something from her school.
As they were discussing the events of the day, Tim had called Christina to tell her he was on his way.
After that, she got the next large can of chili beans ready to fill up the pot and get ready for the evening.
 Another hour had passed before Tim had arrived at Section 26. As he arrived, he and Christina
exchanged stories about how the day had gone. She gave him the video card from her small camera that
had the videos from that day. He took out his laptop and inserted the card to download the videos off.
He noticed a small eggy stench to the card itself as well as the camera and Christina was quick to tell him
about her monster farts that she had kept laying.

Wowyou must have been going really good today. He said as he breathed in the gas off the
camera.

Oh yeahschool is not going to like meI was ripping up a storm, hell it was more than a
storm. Those chili beans are really going through me. Christina laughed as she saw something with Tim.
He was wearing his gray hoodie and came bearing a special gift for his girlfriend. He came with a special
bikini set that were both as white as snow. Christina was quite intrigued about what he brought and was
wondering what it was about.

Oh welltheres something about this bikini. He said with a growing smile.

Its too small for me. She remarked as she looked at the clothing.

Oh noit will stretch out, it will conform to you. He insisted.

Whats with it?

This is Megans bikini, her special set. She loves this set and I stole it from her over Christmas
break. I want you totaint it. He said with a slick smile. She already liked this idea. It was a unique and
strange idea, but one that allowed for Christina to stretch her dominance of Tims sister, by blasting her
mega bean-powered farts into the bikini. After a few of the arrangements were made it was agreed that
she would wear the bikini there in bed as she played her video games and farted her dinner away. She
opened up the can of beans and poured it into the pot while Tim left as she dressed into the bikini.

A few minutes later, Tim returned to the room to find Christina lying on her bed wearing the
white bikini and instantly there was a boner in his pants. As she said, the bikini was a bit tight on her
frame, covering only most of her breasts and being stretched out as tight as possible against her large
butt, showcasing each of her mountainous butt cheeks individually. The white, silky panties rose up the
mountains, as close to the surface of her tan butt mounds as possible before being diving down into the
buttcrack canyon, meeting up with her anus right at its source. Up from there, it rose back up the other
mound, remaining tight to the surface the entire way. She was surprised that she was able to get the
pair to fit so fine, but it created an ultra-sexy scene. In front of her was the pot of beans that she was
salivating over. She ordered Tim to turn the camera on and begin recording.

Hi there. Im back from school and from basketball practice and Ive been cutting more farts
than I ever have before. And these are not your small, little farts that the rest of you girls releasethese
were monster blasters, farts that would clear out the classroom, cause people to puke, and bring an
entire hallway to their knees. The school is quickly learning the consequences of having me eat beans
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The first beautiful, smelly fart of the evening ripped its way through the tight bikini bottom and up into
the air around the bed and pot of beans that Christina was eating. The bedroom, which had just been rid
of the gaseous fumes from Christina were refilled with warmer butt blasts. This latest 12-seconder,
sounding like a speedy ripper out from between her buttocks and through the tight bikini bottom
sounded like something was being ripped into two. Already, Christina was using her inhumane, beany
gas to break Megans bikini. She began giggling as the smell started to grow.

Oh mythat was a nice oneas you see, Im wearing something nice for dinner. Thats right; I
havent even touched any of these beans yet. But now I am going to start my new bowl of beans right
here. She said as she slowly got up from her lying down position into her Indian-style seated position.
Taking the wooden spoon with the glass of milk on her side, she quickly began to tear her way through
the pot of beans, all while Tim watched with great anticipation. Amazingly, she was able to finish the
beans without blasting not one fart, but that wasnt to say that gas was being produced at quick
intervals. She was producing more gas right at that one moment than anyone had ever produced in a
day. By the time she finished the pot of beans and drank the rest of her milk she placed her hands on
her knees, while still seated and leaned her ass over. Already Tim knew that this was going to be good
and it sure was, she clinched her mouth and started pushing on her stomach as she broke wind, loudly.
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Whew, it reeks in herethose beans sure work fast dont they..

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Another foul, swamp-gas smelling beast emerged out from Christinas butt, shaking her entire bed with
what sounded like a tuba being blown into the bed itself. Tim began holding his nose as the rotten egg
smell of the beans was already flowing throughout the room. Christina was laughing hysterically at these
first two farts that she had cut. She started getting up to turn her video game on but another volley of
gas was already knocking up on her back door as she began pushing out the farts.
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Right there, she released seven super farts, each lasting at least 5 seconds and each one
rocketing out of her ass as she sat there, smiling and ripping the farts as if it were nothing. With those
seven farts, she had cut more right there than any other girl in another video. Each fart had brought
with it another punch of fart gas, smelling more like dead animals and spoiled food. Of course, it was
only the continuous combination of the chili beans and milk that she was eating and drinking. The smell
was created by the overproduction of bacteria that had counted higher than normal, even for her. The
final SBD fart she had cut was a windy beast, blowing against the previously white bikini bottom that
were now turning browner as the farts were released. That final SBD fart had been so strong that Tim
had to leave the room, but not before noticing that the camera was on. He asked Christina if he could
leave and she told him that she was finished. That last SBD took the wind out of everyone in that room
as it was releasing potent gassiness all around. The air inside the room simply wasnt breathable and
even Christina was ready to leave as she started breathing her own fart, eating the particles that until
recently were inside her. She gagged to the horrendous stench of the fart.
 Wow! Those were some good onesCOUGH.COUGH.but some god-awful ones too! I need
to go before I make myself sick with these, too bad Im going to be releasing these farts all night. She
laughed as she walked toward the door, before turning off the camera and putting her jeans back on.
Both she and Tim got a bout of clean air as the thick and humid air inside the room was slowly being
cleared. After 30 minutes had passed the two had walked back in and Christina had slipped out back into
the bikini piece.

Once they were ready to start, Christina had gone back on the bed with her game controller and
began recording the camera as Tim watched from Christinas desk. The idea was that she was going to
break wind while playing the video games and that the farts were only going to get progressively worse
as the evening wore on. By this point, the room already had an eggy odor inside of it, reeking of the
hydrogen sulfide that Christina was well known for producing. The sheer quantities of it she had already
released in that room would have been enough to reduce a grown man to tears, and that was 30
minutes after she had released it. It was a good thing Tim wasnt that weak of a person.

Im backthat last one really stunk up the room, but my tummy is rumbling and I have more to
add anyway. Right now, Im playing one of my video games and while its fun to do after dinner, Im
always running into the problem of farting while playing the game. I just get a lot of gas and it causes me
to stink up the room. Sowith this new batch of beans well see what will happen. Uh ohhere it
comes! Christina then proceeded to release her first batch of gas out of Megans bikini bottom.
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Christina then began a regimen where she would blast farts into the bikini while playing the video games
once every three minutes or so. The air in the room continued to smell bad as it only got worse with
each passing fart. By the time the third minute had arrived, her previous fart was just gaining strength
and was at its peak of releasing its odor around the room. Thats when she would cut another fart,
starting the process all over again.

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Ho...Wow! That last one burned as it left my assphew! It smells soooo bad in here. The beans
are just keeping my gas going with such powerfulwait a minute.PPPPPPPPPHHHHHBBBBBBBRRRTT!
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She released three more deadly blasts, creating a dark green haze that continued to flow around the
room. The pattern only repeated itself for another hour as she would occasionally talk into the camera
and comment on just how bad her farts were stinking up the place. Her farts were horrid this evening,
truly horrid, smelling like an actual stink bomb. If the police would only know of the kind of tear gas
Christina was releasing this evening, especially with her silent hissers, they would have asked for her to
continue eating the beans. But sure enough, Tims experiment of watching Christina blast farts into his
sisters bikini was finally over and she was getting ready for bed. But as she was about to take the bikini
piece off she felt a really nice one coming, it was going to be a juicy one too! She leaned over and farted.

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An epic sized explosion was cut from Christinas behind as she started feeling something else forming
inside the bikini bottom. It began as a loud, deafening blast that only continued to echo off the walls of
her room as it proceeded. This fart lasted for almost 30 seconds and increasingly smelled like shit. That
turned out to be true because it was being filled with shit. Christinas fart had started as a pure rumbler,
blasting its way out from her butt before becoming more bubbly before finally ending out sounding like
a ripper, only liquid shit was being ripped out of her rectum and into the bikini bottoms themselves. As
the fart proceeded, Tim began backing away even further as the stench from this latest fart was
becoming way too much for anyone to handle. It smelled of the fiercest, most undesirable combination
of beans, rotten eggs, and shit. By the time the fart was ending, only liquid shit was being blasted
alongside the gaseous fumes. This shit was filling up every crevasse available inside the bikini bottom as
it was being stained well past its holding capacity. This was meant to hold in Megans desirable and
considerable ass, not Christinas monster booty and its excrement. By the time the fart was finished,
Christina had realized what had happened and went straight for her bathroom, holding with her right
hand the liquid shit that was being contained in Megans bikini bottom. And to make it even a little
worse, there was a small, liquidity turd forming in the bottoms.

God damn Christina! All I wanted was a skid mark on them! Tim cried out as he started
breathing the shitty smell inside the room. There was now present a yellow and green fog that hung
over like the gassy residue of an epic shit. This fart alone was stronger smelling that the dumps of the
best of any man, and now Christina was on her bathroom throne releasing the rest of it in what was
surely an epic release, with the sounds of explosions and continuing spreading of fecal fumes around.

Twenty minutes later, Christina was done as she walked back to her room, with the bikini
bottom now mostly dried up. Still, the pure white that was on it at the start was no longer present. She
grabbed a biohazard container and placed the bikini suit inside of there to present to Megan.

Hehesorry. I didnt know that last one was going to end like that. But I do feel good after
releasing that last dump. Youd better head off; Im going to get some sleeping.

Farting some more? Tim asked.

You know itbut I like this beans thing. I am going to be farting soooo much this week, it wont
be funny anymore. Ive been stinking up everything so far, and that was only on Monday, Id hate to see
Friday. Good night Timmy! Christina said as she winked her eye toward Tim. It was a few moments later
when he began to understand why. She had just cut another massive silent fart, creating yet another
bunch of tear-inducing, eggy gas that had caught him off guard. The smell was going up his nostrils and
into his lungs and it burned after entering those lungs. Tim was in heaven, but he knew that he had to go
now or else hed never leave the compound, and with that Christina got herself ready for bed.
 After the obligatory feeding of her father, with more of her toxic gas, it was time for Christina to
turn the camera back on and craw into bed with her pink pajamas. The fart she delivered to her father
was one of the most potent of the night, giving him all the gas he needed in only two seconds, after that,
she was just releasing excess gas. Bill was grateful however, and after Christina had replenished the
oxygen in her fathers breathing machine, she was finally off to sleep. The night was one that gave
Christina fits as her powerful flatulence kept going like a machine, releasing gaseous explosions for an
extended period of time. The scene underneath the covers was one of pure horror for anyone other
than Christina to be in. Inside, it was not just warm it was hot; it stunk too of rotten eggs, probably
beyond rotten eggs. The Christina Fart Smell was probably the better accurate description, but the gas
by itself had given Christina some trouble sleeping, so she had to raise her head out from her covers just
to get herself out of the most terrible places. Her butt though was burning; it was in a constant state of
burning too. She really didnt even want to examine her butthole, thinking that it must have been red
from all the hot gas that had passed through it through the previous two days, she had been farting at
record amounts and it was showing.

It was just after 5:00 in the morning when a powerful and magnificent amount of gas had
developed within the bowels of Christina Lopez. She had slipped her head back underneath the covers
as the smell had ebbed back and forth and at the moment was at slightly less-lethal levels. But that was
all about to change; she felt her tremendous amount of gas flow down through her intestines and into
her rectum, ready for immediate discharge. While still asleep her butt muscles did the work as she
farted, letting rip of fart that soon made its presence known, it was a loud and powerful beast.
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This early morning fart was only the latest in about a series of 30 farts that had ripped out of
Christinas pajama-covered butt during the night, but it was by far the biggest. The fart ripped itself out
of her ass with the force of the Big Bang. It began as a small amount of digested fart gas, created by
eating a full pot of chili beans and infused into her system to form a sinister stink. As it roared its way
out of her ass, it blasted the back of her pajamas with gale force winds of pure hot stink. The air inside
the covers, as if it werent already warm were suddenly superheated with the force of an atom bomb.
And the smell, well, that increased tenfold inside, releasing a green cloud of gas that was quickly blasted
out of her ass as it filled the insides of the cover at an alarming rate. The fart went on for 30 seconds as
it pulsated her asscheeks and started burning her asshole. The vibrating fart shook the whole bed like an
earthquake, and the constant blast of gas had the blanket flapping up and down like a flag in a
windstorm. Once the fart was finished, Christina had woken herself up, as she began sweating
profoundly and coughing at the stench. There was little oxygen inside the blanket, or at least breathable
oxygen as her fart gas had easily defeated the surrounding air, which was already smelling of her flatus.
She raised her head out of the blankets and began moaning.

Uhhhhh.ahhhhh..uhhhhh.. Christina moaned as she slowly crawled out of bed, she

leaned over her bed, trying to get a little of the oxygen that may have fallen toward the floor. It was
enough energy that she was able to get something in her lungs. She then got up from the bed and
walked over toward the light switch. She flipped the switch and walked over toward the camera, which
was still recording. Her eyes adjusted themselves as she went over toward the camera and had her face
aimed toward the lens. She coughed for a few moments before addressing the camera.
 Morning therecant sleep, you wanna guess why? That was a hell of a fart, thing woke me up
and.COUGHman I cannot stand the air in here. Those beans have really taken their toll on me, and
its only Tuesday. Now, I need to get out of here beforeuh ohoh
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silent fart began pushing itself out of her ass, filling the room with more of the green fog that her gas
was putting out. The sulfuric hell that she had created within her blanket now just got some company.
The stench was very potent and very smelly and it forced her to leave the room right there, opening the
door and slamming it as quick as possible. There outside, dressed in his maroon-red bathrobe was
Captain Parker, drinking a mug of coffee. He was smiling as he saw Christina there leaning against her
door, breathing heavily, trying to get as much decent air as possible.

Hehemorning Captain. She addressed him, giggling as she already knew what he was
thinking.

Morning Chrissysomething happened in there?

Yeaha bomb went off, in my butt. She said laughing, but as she laughed she waved the air
around her face, it still stunk out there, although the smell was much more manageable. She started
wondering why her gas wasnt having as much of an impact in the hallway. Sowhy isnt everyone in
the complex up from my fart, clearly they heard it. She asked Parker.

Oh they heard itbut you see, we fixed the door to your room, reinforced it and all. Now, the
gas cannot escape your room, at least most of it cant. Its actually smelled pretty fine out here, and your
father is doing great with that breathing machine, so it seems that you are the only one suffering.
WellIm heading back to the office, just dont stink up this hallway and the compound, if you want to
spray some air fresheners around to get rid of the smell, go ahead. Parker said as he began laughing as
he headed down the hallway. The look on Christinas face was one of bewilderment. She wasnt used to
her being the only one suffering, but the way she was going, it made sense. She took the captains
advice and grabbed all the cans of air freshener before heading back to her room. She sprayed them and
all and was able to rid the room of at least half the smell. The room still stunk of her gas, but it was
manageable, she could go back to sleep. As she headed back, she began ripping ass once more, releasing
a few more farts before having to wake up for the morning.

Christina finally woke up to another powerful explosion that shook her bed, the effects of
another fart. As she got on her computer and checked a few of her messages, she ripped a few more
farts in the seat. Up until her breakfast she was passing gas at an interval of about once every five
minutes, stinking up her shower as well. But the farts were rather normal and she knew that the effects
of the beans were lessening; she would need to refresh herself. She dressed herself in a pink shirt with a
pair of bright blue jeans. She wanted to see how the jeans would hold up after her farts that day.
Furthermore, the jeans were very tight against her ass, so she also wanted to test the acoustics of her
farts against her pants. She went to her room and took a large can of refried beans. She opened the can
up and poured the contents into the pot before taking it to the kitchen with the camera and a gallon of
milk. She evacuated the kitchen of the few agents who were in it. In fact, she didnt even need to say
anything; all she had to do was walk into the kitchen with the pot of beans. She took the camera and
pointed it toward her seated position and turned it on to begin her filming for that day.
 Morning thereits Christina and I am off to start my second full day of eating beans. Its
already been a rough morning as my early morning gasser had indicated. Ive been farting a little more
since, but I need to refuel myself. Today, I am eating nothing but refried beans. I am Mexican by
nationality so I am eating what would be usual for my people; however, I am like no other person, as
eating these beans has demonstrated. Usually, eating burritos gives me very bad gas, and there are
plenty of refried beans in those. Now, I am just eating the beans, and if yesterday was any indication,
then there should be plenty of fartstoo many farts perhaps. Wellheres to another gassy day. She
giggled as she raised her wooden spoon as if doing a toast and began eating the refried beans.

For the next half an hour, Christina ate the pot of refried beans as if it were precious manna
from heaven. The scent of the beans was starting to fill the room as it was being transferred through her
mouth and throat into digestible content before heading further into her stomach. Once it was in there,
it went through the intestines as it was being transformed by the multitudes of bacteria into vile, potent
flatus. The refried beans were starting to give her digestive system the fits as the gas was forming. Her
stomach began rumbling as she was finishing up her beans, as she felt the gas pang, she leaned over and
began to push on her bowels to unload her first blaster of the day.
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Haha.ha.nice one Chrissy! She said laughing to herself after she had dropped that 10-
second blaster. The warm fart vibrated the wooden seat there in the kitchen as the horrendous odor of
the fart began to circulate within the room. The refried beans had created a different kind of odor, still
smelling of rotten eggs, but with something that smelt like meat within it. The sulfuric stink had a
sweeter smell to it, but it was still a good old fashion rotten fart.

My.that one reeks toobut thats what beans do to me, oh well. Wait a minute, here
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A second beany fart emerged from her behind as the vibrating effect had caused her butt to shake while
tickling her behind as its enormous load brushed against the wooden seat. The stench of the refried
beans was only stronger, creating a small fog that had filled the room with even more of the potent
stench than earlier. Her eyes were beginning to water as she was being assaulted with the foul odor of
her two farts. She quickly went on finishing her beans before having to lean her ass and letting one go.
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Uh ohthese refried beans are already going through meyou do not want to be in this room,
trust me, it smells like shit right now, like a lot of shit. Those beans went through me and now I have
to PPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!
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Three more bean-powered farts ruptured their way out of the blue-jean covered bodacious butt of
Christina. She began to playfully move her butt against the seat as she started feeling the warm gas rush
its way up from her farting machine and into her face. Her face began to scrunch as she realized that this
gas was very powerful. She started coughing up a storm as she looked over at the camera and started to
wave her hand around.

Oh Godit reeks in here, those farts were hugeand smelly. I think I better go and get ready
for schoolthey are not going to like me today.hehe. She then turned the camera off and cleaned
up the pot and finished her milk and protein shakes before leaving the kitchen. Even five minutes after
her last fart, the room still was smelling of her horrible gas. She walked out and saw a couple of agents
in there.

I wouldnt go in there if I were youbut youre welcome to try. She said giggling as she walked
away. Surprisingly, they did not take her on her advice and walked into the kitchen anyway to get
something from the refrigerator. Approximately six seconds later after she saw them go into the kitchen
they ran out with their shirts over their noses. She shrugged her shoulders as she started walking toward
her room with a short giggle. After getting ready for school, she began walking toward her school while
blasting more of her devastating farts through her tight jeans. By the time she had arrived at school the
bottom of her backpack was smelling of sulfuric farts. She met up with her camera person as she
wadded through the hallways blasting off her farts like crazy. Once she was there at her first class, the
students were regretting ever seen her there. They had remembered yesterday and were all dreading
being in the room with Christina. She just smiled as she sat there with her rumbling stomach, processing
her refried beans. But something remarkable happened there in class, she didnt fart at all. She was
forming gas alright, but had held it in for the first period.

Hey Christinahow did class go? Her little camera boy asked as he waited for her to leave the
room. He noticed a peculiar odor; it was the odor of no farts. Perhaps her beans meal has finally run its
course and she was done.

Class was greatnow follow me through the hallway, and when I stand by my locker, keep the
camera focused on me. The kid did just that as he walked through the hallway while following the 72
tall Hispanic girl. As they got closer to her locker, which he had memorized its location; he felt a strong
warm wind brush his face. Soon the smell of refried beans as assaulted his nostrils and he knew that his
expectations had been dashed. As they got closer to the locker, the strong fart smell continued to
multiply in its coverage as Christina started to get weird looks. Some of the students were appalled with
her farts, others simply shrugged their shoulders as they quickly grabbed their stuff and left. The one
thing her farts were good at was clearing out the hallways, so the more gas she passed, the more open
the crowded hallways became. Finally, the two had arrived at her locker as she opened it up and
switched her books out from the first class to the second. The camera boy had already been blasted by
her previous fart and was ready for a breather; it was just unfortunate that it wasnt going to come in
the way he had hoped for.

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hot, REALLY HOT fart burned its way out through Christinas panties and through her tight blue jeans
and straight into the boys face. Even though his face was still a few inches higher from being at eye
level with her ass, that didnt matter, his face was the first to feel the full power of the winds that blew
from her behind. The retching smell of beans and garbage filled his mind as well as the smell of what
smelt like onions and cheese. Even though she didnt eat any of these items, except the beans of course,
she was able to manipulate her gas to smell in different ways. Of course, she didnt get to choose which
items would smell for each farts, but the predominate methane and hydrogen sulfide would always
provide an ambience of stink for all to smell.

The 15-second SBD had been strong enough to blow the individual hairs on the boys face and it
even blew his hair on the top of his head like a fan. But it wasnt the warmth or the power of the fart
that had caused him to pass out, it was the smell. It wasnt her worst fart, it wasnt even close, but it was
taken as such a close location and with such concentration that the boy couldnt handle the large influx
of gas into his system. Christina heard the boy collapse on the floor and turned back to see that her fart
truly was smelly. She saw the camera there on the ground and quickly picked it up while she began
pointing it in her direction.

Whoopssorry about that. That was a windy oneI think the kid filming my farts got a little too
close to them.hahahanow its time to head to class. She said as she moved his body against the
wall of lockers and grabbed her books. She noticed the camera was a bit hotter than normal and could
only attribute that to her fart. The next three classes at school leading up to lunch were more typical of
classes with a farting Christina. Her first class saw around 20 farts, he second around 10 and her last one
about 5. The farts ranged from pretty smelly just plain god-awful, and the sound and power behind each
one that caused the students to moan in pain. The refried beans were doing their magic on Christinas
behind and it was showing. Still, most everyone was able to survive the farting attacks and take in the
incredibly smelly beasts without much complaint. In her fourth period class, she noticed that Monya was
seated behind her and was taking any of her farts in like someone addicted to crack. It was also weird
that she was the only one who stood behind Christina when the other classmates were complaining
about her farts. There was something off however, as she left each class, her personal camera boy
wasnt there to greet her, and even though she had threatened him not to ever be late, she knew that
the boy was not in any position to take in her farts and follow her, so she had let it slide. But alas, it was
time for lunch and another can of refried beans. Christina was seated at her normal position, all alone
but able to drink her milk and eat her beans. She turned the camera on and began talking as she opened
up the can and began eating them straight.

Well, its lunchtime and now its time for me to eat my second can of the refried
beansBELCH!...whewthat wasnt too bad. I can burp pretty good if you couldnt guess already. So,
well see what happens with these beans for the rest of the day. I was a lot more gassy in my past two
farts, I counted aroundum.35, 36 farts since I blasted my camera boy, who is not here. I think my fart
was a little too much for him. Pity too, because that was hardly my best.oh wait a minute, I think I see
him. She then turned the camera off and watched as the shy little boy walked over to her table with
his own lunch and sat down next to Christina. He looked disappointed, knowing that she would have
something in store for him later.

I am sorry about not being there, and I am willing to take any punishment you give me. The
boy began, as he started wondering about her next reaction. She took a few more bits out of the beans
before giving her response.

Dont worry about it kidfollowing me around with all these beans in my system is punishment
enough. I know you couldnt have been there the last few passing periods. Im just surprised you are
back in good healthwhat happened to you after I farted? She asked the boy who had to think to
himself a few moments as he recollected the events following her SBD.

Wellone of the teachers found me in the hallway during the period and I was already awake
at that point. They took me to the nurses office where I told them what happened. And guess what?
They believed me, such a story like Christina Lopez farted in my face would have usually been laughed
at, but this time they believed the story. I think the fact that my face still stunk of her fart was a
giveaway as well. I just got back from the nurses office when they informed me that I was well enough.
Although the strange part isI should have protested that, I should have complained about having to go
back to you.but I didnt. Is there something wrong with me?

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A long bubbly fart was released from Christina as she began waving the air around her. The fart was
smelling of newly-digested beans and was grabbing the attention of the school, but nothing else came of
it. She began smelling the treacherous stench as she laughed there for a few moments.

Notheres nothing wrong with you. It shows that you can take more, that youumumwhat
is your name anyway? She asked as she waved the air around her and into the boys face.

Ummm..Mark. My name is Mark. He said as he coughed a little from the beany smell.

Well Mark, theres nothing wrong with you. And if you continue following me the next few
days, I will not punish you any further. I promise. She smiled at Mark, making him feel a little better.

Great. He replied.

AnyhowI feel some good ones bubbling up, so if you get that camera ready, once the bell
rings and we are released you can began filming. She laughed as he knew what was to come, but now
he knew that she was a bit lenient, and that he would continue to follow her as long as his body could
take it.

The rest of the school day was a repeat of the first half with Christina blasting off farts. There
was no real theme behind her farts in those past two classes, only her letting them rip once every five
minutes. Mark had taken in her farts a little better and was able to take in her farts at better intervals.
Now, once school was over it was time for Christina to head to the locker room for her own private
workout session. Now, this was among the most controversial things at school, since the classmates had
rebelled against one person, even someone as massive as Christina having the weight room all to
themselves. But it was insisted that shed get a half an hour daily after classes to work on her muscles
where she could blast away on her farts before the other athletes would arrive. The rule however was
never enforced, only implied and because of the reputation of her farts, most students complied. It was
one thing to be in a room that smelled like sweat and ass, it was another to be in a room that smelt like
her farts, and on this particular day there farts were of a high caliber. On this day however, as Christina
began bench pressing there in the weight room, a couple of senior mens basketball players decided to
take on the risk of lifting weights with Christina Lopez.

Christina was lying on the bench, wearing her black basketball shorts along with a green tank
top that highlighted her E cup breasts very well. Furthermore, her biceps and triceps were showing as
she was lifting the weights back and forth. As she began doing this, two tall basketball players, Gray and
David walked into the weight room and started heading over toward another set of weights to begin
working on their leg muscles.

Youre not supposed to be in here. She said as she lifted the bar with the weights and did a
couple of reps. Her butt was well positioned there on the bed with part of each cheek hanging on the
outside. The guys both looked at her with determined looks on their faces.
 This aint your weight room. Gray demanded as his buddy and he walked to the weight
machine.

It is this half hour, besides you really dont want to be in here with me. She said with a serious
tone.

Ohyou aint scaring us today.this is the schools weight room, not yours, we can lift weights
whenever we damn well feel like it. So there! Gray said as Christina could do nothing but to shrug, and
anticipate the rumbling in her stomach as she continued to bench press. Five minutes had passed and
the two guys in the room were starting to talk loud as they were compelled to use up this free time in
the weight room before the rest of the athletes arrived. It was around that mark where Christinas
stomach pains returned and she had more gas to pass. She took the bar and began lifting the bar. As her
chest muscles moved in accordance to her arms, her ass muscles began moving as well
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The amazing part wasnt that she released this 10-second monstrous, gassy behemoth of a fart
while on the bench, but that she was holding up the bar the whole time she was releasing it, adding
more pain and endurance to her decent forearms. After the fart was over she quickly dropped the bar
and started feeling the warm wind from her bean-powered fart. The fart quickly overtook the entire
region around the bench press as it spread its noxious vapors around her body. She had to bit her lip as
she found a little distain for the crap-smelling fart that had emerged. It was actually a mixture of crap
and sweat that had married up to form an athletic fart, only one that was far more powerful and smelly
than any of the other athletes could muster up. Gray and David both began waving their hands around
as they too had caught wind of the fart. But they continued to carry on with their sets. Another minute
had passed and Christina had managed a couple more reps before the smell had become too much for
her. She got up from the burning seat and started moving to another part of the room. Gray and David
began walking in that direction so they could begin that part of their workout.

Yo girlthat is whack! Said David as they approached the bench press. He waved his arms
around as the two guys had realized that the smell was too strong for them to proceed. Well head
here later. He concluded as they went to another section of the room. Christina giggled to herself as
she walked over toward the loaded barbell on the ground for her to do her deadlift exercises. She
loaded up the appropriate weight onto the bar and lowered her body down, now with her tremendous
ass hanging just above the mat. She grabbed the bar and began raising it, putting pressure on her calves
and hamstring as she pushed the bar upwards toward her chest. She repeated this motion a few more
times before she had brought the barbell back toward the ground and unleashed another big fart.
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The smell of raw eggs began to circulate the area around her as she felt very relieved by this pressure.
Again, the fart had lasted some 10 seconds as she could feel the mat beneath her vibrate from the
powerful sound that was shaking it from her farts. The smell was eye watering and very potent, but
otherwise she was fine. She heard David cough in the distance as the smell was clearly getting to him as
well.

Heheexcuse me! She said playfully. She liked to play that innocent girl-like routine
around some guys, trying to behave all prim and proper like a lady. But deep down inside her lady-like
appearance, there was a factory of flatulence that was having a hard time processing all the beans that
was being given to it, and it had to release some more exhaust.
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Three more eggy blasters rocketed their way out from her behind as she took the weight and began
lifting it in front of her body once again, going through three more reps while breathing in her sulfuric
gaseous smell all throughout. In a weird way, farting gave her more strength to do her weights than
when she wasnt farting. The mere fact that her farts were giving her power and strength, not to
mention the added protein she was taking in with all the beans, was enough to power her way through
the exercises like a beast. After she was done with the deadlift exercises and moved around and
repositioned the barbell behind her to begin her squats.

She began with the bar positioned behind her muscular shoulders while standing up and started
lowering her body as she squatted her knees to the point that her butt was again a few inches from the
ground, all the while giving her thighs and calves a serious muscle burn. After that she stood back up,
lifting the barbell with the weights on as she began for another decent. As this decent was made
however a loud, ripping noise could be heard from between her buttcheeks as another fart was made.
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loud squeaky fart ripped its way out of Christinas tone and stretched glutes as the foul odor of her
refried beans gas continued to rush its way upward across her whole body, filling the immediate area
with a tear-inducing aroma of stink. She then pulled herself back up with the weight before proceeding
with another squat. Again, as her butt muscle began to stretch itself and her buttcrack opened up with
the force of gaseous stink flowing out of it like a torrent of stinky water.
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Ho my.pee you! She said to herself as she had to drop the barbell on the mat to take in the
powerful fart stench that occupied that section of the weight room. She then felt a few more coming
and lifted her right leg behind her back and focused all her weight on her left leg. She then felt the gas
bubbling up inside her and began to break wind with a stronger amount of force.
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Three steamy, cabbage-smelling farts roared their way out from Christinas behind as the air inside the
exercise room was becoming a little steamy, and not just from her workout but from the loads of fart
exhaust she was loading into the room, and all from a median-sized can of refried beans. She waved the
air around her as she started to gag from the smell of her sweat-induced farts. She backed away from
where she was lifting weights and moved over to the leg curls.

Dear Lordwhat is wrong with you? David asked as she walked over toward the machine
where she would begin her standing leg curls. As she passed the two guys, Gray and David both couldnt
help staring at the bubbliest of bubble butts move by them in the black meshy gym shorts that could
only contain her cheeks themselves. These werent short shorts she was wearing, it was an ass covering,
and watching her booty move up and down rhythmically in them had both guys mesmerized. It wasnt
just that that had gotten the boys hypnotized however; her tall stature also caught them off guard. They
hadnt really seen much of Christina and for the first time they were realizing just how big she actually
was. Even at six feet tall for both guys, the tops of their heads could only reach the full and flush cups of
Christinas tank top. Above them laid among the heftiest breasts they had seen.

Its the beans I ate for lunch.and breakfast. She said laughing as she leaned her body against
the machine. Her front was leaning against the machine as she positioned her right leg down where she
would curl it up while lifting the weight, and standing out, roughly 9 inches from the rest of her body
was her Gluteus Maximus, all fat and muscle that represented one of the largest asses in the world, and
on one of the tallest bodies in the world too. As they looked into the butt they could only imagine both
their dicks inside it, probably getting lost from the sheer amount of booty they would have to scale to
reach her pussy. It was a tempting idea, and the butt was larger than any of their past girlfriends
but.PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOO
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!
A powerful and bellowing fart had ruptured out from that same large booty as the cheeks were shaking
to the force of a bean-powered earthquake. She began blushing and giggling to herself as she remained
leaning there for a moment, waiting for the first wave of gas to drift its way up to her nose.

Oh God.God damn! David cried out as he began smelling the rotten egg stench from the fart.
The air in the whole weight room was becoming denser with the gaseous aroma of her farts filling it and
replacing the sweat-smelling oxygen inside with her own bean and sweat-smelling flatulence. The two
guys were still fixated on her ass, but they slowly had to begin backing away as the smell from this latest
fart had gotten too close to them for comfort. After another few seconds had passed, she began lifting
her right leg with the weights and curling them up and down, all the while, feeling the sweat all over her
body and the gas flowing through her system. After a few reps with the machine she brought it back
down and began ripping a machine-gun like fart out of her backside moons.
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smell in the room just got worse, as the smell was transitioning to a mixture of beans and shit. She
moved a few more times on the machine with her right leg before dropping it back to the floor and
pushing out another beautiful beast of a fart.
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Whew! Those were good. She giggled to herself as she looked back at the two tall basketball
players, looking at her with astonished looks on their faces. Their faces too looked a little red, perhaps
from the warmer air inside the room. She then switched her legs and began curling up her left arm, and
in doing so she began blasting smaller more numerous stink bombs from her large ass.
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The last fart forced her to shake her vast booty a little bit to make sure she got it all out. She lowered
her left leg and began to back away from the machine itself, with her ass moving backwards toward the
two guys who were still watching. By that point, the overpowering smell from the five farts she had
released right here had caught her attention. They were gagging now as the offending stench of the
farts had overtaken them. It was now smelling worse than any mens bathroom or locker room they had
ever been to and it was now reeking of nothing but shit and rotten eggs.

Jesus Christ girlthose reek! Gary said as he began pinching his nose, he and his friend may
have been badasses but they could not handle what was busting out of this girls behind. They were
getting second thought about wanting to stick their junk into that trunk with the smells that were
emitting their ways out of her behind.

Now do you see why this room is closed only to me? She said with both her hands on her hips.

Jeez girlI now knowbut those aint humanwhat the hell did you eat to release something
so.COUGH.foul? He asked as he began to get a little lightheaded. She was only about to make this
feeling a little worse.

I told youI had beans for lunch and for breakfastincoming! She cried out as she lifted her
leg and began ripping ass once more, filling the room with a small green fog that flowed out of her ass.
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More of the shitty smell started to extend its way out from her shorts as they guys started to have more
trouble breathing, they were now back away toward the main door into the weight room. The entire
weight room now smelled of her powerful farts and there was no way anyone was going to be working
on the weights for at least the next hour. Gary had his nose underneath his shirt as he couldnt handle
the stench in the room anymore.

It smells like you need to check your pants. David replied as he started getting a real nice whiff
of that last fart, filling his nostrils with a pungent odor.

OhI forgot to mention, I had beans all day yesterday too, and you know what they say about
beans. Now you better leave before I have to rip out a big one. She began laughing as she started lifting
her right leg. The two guys looked at each other with stupefied looks, what did she mean by big one?
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The look on her face was one of ecstasy, as he released this magnificent, this great, this grand
bubbling fart out from her anus. For nearly 30 seconds, the boys looked at her with fascination as she
looked up toward the air as this monster of fart was being pushed. Out from behind her shorts, she
could feel the fabric stretch out a little further as the gas was forcing its way out to an exit within her
sweaty ass cheeks. Once the offending smell of gas had made contact with the sweat it had created a
new chemical mix of sulfur, methane, and giant girl sweat, all merged together to produce the heaviest
and most foul amount of gas those two boys had ever smelt. As this fart was being released, the smell of
her potent gas was already attacking them with a stronger concentration than the previous ones. And
forget just the smell for a moment, the sound of her large asscheeks pulsating against each other,
producing a symphony of duck and blow horn noses all mixed with the sound of large bubbles being
popped. It was a sound that was powerful enough to change the air currents in the entire room and
shake the air and the ground around her presence. She was releasing a megaton of gas with this latest
fart and the boys had had enough of it. They bolted for the exits as quick as possible before the fierce
volley of gas would begin attacking them. The whole room now stunk heavily of her farts; there was no
corner of the room, no wall, no piece of equipment that hadnt been tainted with her gas. She stood
there with her hands on her hips once more looking very pleased. The boys had contended that the
weight room wasnt hers, but after this there was no other way to look at it, her territory had been
marked.
 My, that was a stinker! Phew I can still feel that one escaping my buttcheekswait a minute
She leaned her leg over once more and started to push out a quick volley of 5-second farts,
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The look on her face was now one of sheer release as she had the most important part of her gas now
out of her system. The stench in the room grew more powerful as wave after wave of her gut-
wrenching, puke-inducing gas continued to fill the room. That last airy SBD had sealed the deal to her,
causing her butthole to burn like a fire as it pushed out its methane-latent gas into the air. She started
coughing to the pungent odor that was now burning her own lungs. She walked over toward the gas and
began speaking toward the front door.

Did you get all that Mark? She asked as he emerged from behind one of the weight machines
with the camera. He shook his head as he motioned a desire to leave the room as soon as possible.

Yepit sure was beautiful how you got those two jocks out of the room. He said as he
continued coughing at the sulfuric stench in the room.

Yeahthat was nothingbut they were right about one thing. She said as she felt something in
the back of her buttcrack.

What was that? Mark asked as they headed out of the foul-smelling weight room.

I think I do need to take a dump, you can give me the camera now and go on, youve been a big
help today, Ill see you tomorrowohhhhhh! She said as she finished releasing one last silent hisser
from her behind. The boy quickly ran away from the hallway where the weight room was located. She
was right though, she did need to use the bathroom before she continued on to basketball practice. The
rest of her team, along with others of the winter-sports athletes were on their way to the weight room,
too bad it stunk to high heaven of rotten eggs and shit.

Within the next hour it was time for the basketball practice to begin. Christina came in her usual
practice clothes with the other teammates following her, and not just her herself, but her butt.
Noticeably, Christina was the only one aching from lifting weights in the locker room, as no one else was
willing to spend a considerable amount of time in the weight room. Only Monya was able to stay in
there for a few minutes, while the other trainers and weight room workers tried to spray away the smell
from the room. Monya was the first in line as the girls followed the colossal Christina into the gym and
began to sit down for the beginning of practice. Monya got up and stood in front of Christina in a
humble position, she began to talk to her.

Christinahow may I serve you better today? All last night, I couldnt get the smell of your farts
out of my head; Ill do anything to get a fart, two if possible. Please help me! she said as she got on her
knees. The other girls were looking in pure astonishment as to what was happening. Just a couple of
days ago, Monya was a spirited, young black girl with high aspirations of being the best at her sport,
perhaps someone playing at a high-caliber school such as Stanford and perhaps playing for the WNBA
one day. But now, she had humbled herself before Christina in a slave like manner, just to get a little
sweet nectar from her queen bee.
 Ohthats so kind of you; I got one coming up right now. Now all I need for you is to stick your
head between my legs and start breathing. And as soon as those words were said Monya had taken her
black nose and stuck it right in the folds of Christinas opened up crouch. The other girls were looking at
this with curiosity as to what move was going to be made yet. Monya could smell the intense stench of
Christinas recent dump as well as her previous farts from the locker room. The smell inside the folds of
Christinas stinky shorts was one of the foulest smells that Monya had ever smeltand it was about
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The sound of a chainsaw couldnt compete with the raucous and thundering fart that was
forcing its way out from Christinas swollen anus and into Monyas face. The smell was as expected,
smelling of loads of rotten eggs and beans. But it also had a heavy cabbagy smell, which was odd since
she didnt eat any, but the sulfur smell was very much intact in the copious amounts that she was well-
known for. The hot fart blasted itself into the black girls face with a force stronger than any tanning bed
could provide on the skin. Her face would have been tanned if it werent already dark and the intense
hot wind that blew from the Hispanic girls butt was more than enough to warm her up. As the 8-second
ripper was roaring its way out from her anus, Monya did more than just embrace the smell, she shoved
her nose in deeper to get all the goodness out the fart smell, causing Christina to giggle up a storm as
she felt this sensational feeling. Once the fart had died down and Monya was satisfied, she moved back
from the stink zone and stood back up, feeling a little woozy at first before heading back toward the
bleachers. She started thanking Christina out loud for the incredible fart and was amazed at its sheer
power, but the other girls werent looking forward as much to smelling her farts.

I cant believe you liked that! Jessica protested to Monya as she continued to breathe in the
heavy smell that had radiated for Christinas butt.

Ohyou just dont know what a good thing her farts aretheyre amazing. Monya continued
to praise the belly blasts of her captain as the coach walked into the gym and saw the girls sitting there.
Sitting as the giant among the team, Christina was smiling brightly as the coach began noticing the foul
odor in the area. He only knew that it was one person and knew that Christina was the one who had
dealt that latest smell.

Christinahave your farts always been this bad, this smells a little worse than yesterday. The
coach commented as he pinched his nose for a moment.

Ohthey have been really bad this week. Im testing out a new diet. She said giggling as she
began pushing out a silent steamer from her butt. It took a few seconds for the girls to start noticing
before a new batch of rotten egg gas started to stream its way throughout the bleachers. The fart was
an eyewaterer, one that could peel the paint off the walls of the gymnasium; it was even worse than the
previous one she had laid and by the strength of the growing coverage of the fart it caused the girls to
start holding their hands over their noses and mouths to prevent from getting nauseous. The coach
himself had to back away a few feet before he inquired more about her diet.

What kind of diet..dear God Christinawhat have you been eating? He cried out as the smell
only grew fiercer as the seconds passed by. Slowly but surely she was clearing out the entire
gymnasium.
 Ohbeans. Ive eaten nothing but refried beans for today. Yesterday I had chili beans,
tomorrow Ill have pinto beans and then spicy beans and baked beans. This whole week Im eating
nothing but beans. Whyis there a problem? Christina giggled as she did the impossible; she released
another powerful SBD right there at her spot. Immediately, the girls around her started passing out as
the smell of this new wave of silent stink began to take its hold over the bleachers. The smell was
becoming more and more surreal as it continued to form its way out of the folds of Christinas black
shorts and onto the area. The coach also was growing a little woozy as he moved back toward the wall.
For that position, he was just far enough away having to smell the worse of her fart, but even from the
opposite end of the gymnasium the forceful wind of her warm, eggy fart was still enough to keep him
from approaching Christina or the passed out girls. Christina instead got up from her seated position and
started walking toward her coach. As she got toward him, he motioned for her to stay back.

Oh dont worry. I dont have anymorefor now. She giggled as she finally stood a few feet
away from her coach, staring down as his weakened form, as he tried to comprehend the smelly gases
that were emitting their way out from Christinas rear end.

You said that you are eating beans all week? He asked her again.

Yepand as you see they are having an interesting effect on my stomach. She laughed as she
rubbed her tone stomach, feeling the pressure relieved just a bit.

So does that mean that these farts will be getting worse throughout the week? He asked,
almost scared but mostly sure of the answer.

Yepmost likely. Im testing to see how far my farts will go with an all-bean diet.

I see. And with our rivals coming her Thursday night, will your farts still be like this?

Ohtheyll probably be worse. She said giggling as she began to think about the ramifications
of her diet on such an idea.

Wellthat may work in our advantage. You remember what they did to us last year, with that
last-minute shot to win the game. With you blasting farts of this caliber, they will be having trouble with
those farts of yours.

Ha.if they survive. Christina replied.

Wellwell work on that, because our teammates do need to survive. Which brings up one
other thing. I just got back from a meeting with the other coaches, including boys basketball and
wrestling. They cannot use the weight room right now; do you want to know why? The coach inquired,
smiling as he already knew the answer.

Because Ive been passing gas? She said with a schoolgirl-like giggle, placing both her hands
behind her and twisting her body around in a cute pose.

Thats rightthey still cant use the room. Its been suggested that you use the room after
everyone has used it. If your gas is to be continuing like this.
 Yeahthats probably a good ideahehe.uh oh.that did not feel good. She said as her
giggles continued. The coach was curious as to what she was meaning by that, but soon found out soon
enough, she had just cut another silent but deadly fart. This one though had the greatest power behind
it, as she began passing it after the coach had said the word this and continued until she was finished
with her statement, by then with the damage already done. The burning gas was released from her
valve and into her panties and shorts before exiting them with most of their cargo still intact. A few
seconds after she was done talking the coach had choked on too much of the gaseous odor and fell
down on his butt on the floor, with no time to escape the raucous scent. The gas then began to flow its
way all around her body and across the already stunk-up gym. It smelled as bad as being skunked by a
skunk, with the horrid odor moving its way across the large gymnasium. Never to Christina had a fart
had as much power as this one did at the moment. With her hands still behind her she had to wave her
hands around her butt as the warm smell continued to spread its way across her backside. Her hands
were warmed up themselves from the sheer exposure to the gas.

Oh myI need to move from that one. She said giggling as she started moving across the court
of the now lifeless gym. She saw a few basketballs lying on the rack. With nothing else to do until her
coach and teammates regained consciousness, she took one of the basketballs into her large hands and
started dribbling across the court, with the ball pushing away clouds of green gas that had collected
around the gym from her farting. Fortunately, her gas had subsided once again as she knew that another
outburst like that and she would have to leave. As she dribbled the ball around she began shooting
baskets in what was simply a game of shooting around for her. And to her surprise, she was getting
quite hot with her baskets, completing nearly all of them. Whether she was from the free-throw line, in
the key, within the three-point line or along it, she was shooting nothing but net. She thought there was
fluke the way she was going, but there wasnt. Now, it was true that the basket was a lot closer to her
body than normal, given her abnormal height, but her shooting was just plain ridiculous. And all this
while basking in the stench of several massive SBDs that continued to hang over its sulfuric waste. The
air inside the gymnasium was going to slowly return to normal, but after dropping these bombs it felt
like the smell would last for hours. And even with this warm, eye watering gas flowing throughout the
gym, her shooting was at the top of its game. She even tried on a few dunks from the chariot strike as
she was amazed at her recent development skill wise. She then decided to try on a theory she had just
come up with, she moved over toward the half court line of the gymnasium and began dribbling the
basketball as if preparing for a shot. As she was finishing up her dribbling and preparing to shoot, her
face scrunched itself and she ripped ass.

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HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP! A
bubbly blaster of a fart trumpeted its way out of her butt with the sound of an amplified tuba. The fart
carried on for nearly 12 seconds as she relieved her pressure that had been built up inside from all the
running around she did working on the practice. As the smell approached her she took a step back to
embrace the full power of the smell. It smelt of raw eggs and beans and cabbage, it was a very nice smell
producer and it flowed up into her nose like a devious wave of stink. As the smell took her over she
grabbed her ball and began throwing it up into the air, watching it as it rolled in and out of the gaseous
fog she had personally created. There was a moment of several tense seconds as she continued to smell
her horrendous stink and watch the ball as it slowly aimed its way right toward the goal. Another second
later the ball went straight through the rim and against the net as it fill to the ground and began
bouncing toward a stop. Her eyes lit up as she saw what had just happened. She had never done a half-
court shot, let alone make one. But in the embrace of her gas, she was able to shoot at higher
frequencies than ever before. Perhaps this was the tool she needed to improve her shooting, which
really didnt need improving in the first place, but anyway. After the euphoria of making the shot had
subsided she clinched herself in pain as the gagging odor had finally made its way to her. Seeing that the
teammates had yet to reach consciousness as well as her coach, she made a beeline for the exit, seeing
that she needed no practice herself. She finally left school and headed back toward home, releasing a
couple more bubbly farts along the way.

As she returned to Section 26 she walked toward her room and was held up when Parker
demanded to speak with her for a minute.

Yeah? She asked.

HeyumTim said hell be here in just a few minutes, what were your plans for the evening, I
was wanting to give this complex a good scrub down and fumigation so that the smell doesnt get too
out of control.

That should be alright, Ill see if there is anywhere that we may want to go.

That would be great Chrissy! By the way, Dr. Kevin is getting tad bit concerned about your gas,
you may want to see him eventually. Basically, he says that his original numbers on her farts were not
high enough that he expects them to increase if you keep up your diet.

Oh yeahI love what these beans are doing to me and the farts are amazingbut I do think
that after this week is over I may not eat beans for a while. She said as she walked back toward her
room. Bill had stopped over in Christinas room and got his refueling of gas from his daughter. It was
only a few more minutes before Tim would show up.

Tim walked into the elevator and began to feel a feeling of relief as he moved down through the
elevator. This particular day, he was wearing a white T-shirt with a jean vest over his clothes. He also
wore a bagging pair of blue jeans as he arrived at the main level of the complex. As the door opened he
breathed a sigh of relief as he began walking toward Christinas room. As he walked out of the elevator,
two Section 26 agents walked into the crowded car and began choking and gagging before collapsing in
the space. Tim began smiling as he looked at what had happened.

Chrissy must have been in there recently. He said to himself as he laughed his way to
Christinas room. He then walked toward Christinas door and knocked on it to let her know he was
there. Once he was inside, he saw Christina lying there on her bed watching TV as the smell of gas was
rather prevalent in the room.

God Christinait smells like a farm in here. He said waving his hand around, noticing the sulfur
and methane in the air. The smell wasnt too bad however and Christina was finished farting for the
time being.

Yeahyou should have seen it at school. I hope those girls got back up, I gassed out the entire
gym, Thursdays game is not going to be pretty. She said laughing as she moved her big butt up slowly,
indicating the potential release of gas. However, her butt went back down and no gas was passed,
leaving Tim a little disappointed.

So, has the filming gone well? He asked.

 Oh yeahIve gotten plenty of material today from my classes and my workout session in the
weight room. Apparently, none of the other athletes were able to lift weights today because it stunk so
much in there.heheI guess they cant handle my gas. They told me I would have to lift weights after
everyone else.

Ohit just takes a very special person to appreciate your gas. Tim said as he quickly moved his
face right in between the valley of Christinas shorts-covered buttocks. As he brought it there he began
breathing in the rich and potent smell of her farting. It smelled purely like eggs in there, but he took in
the smell and moved his head back up toward where it was when he was seated. It smells better than
ever. He said in appreciation.

Ahh.thanks. So, I actually was over in the R&D Department earlier this evening when I got
back and was able to get this She took out a slightly smaller camera that could be used for filming and
it had a longer memory card and battery life too. The camera was produced naturally for the agents of
Section 26 who would use the camera for their missions when it became necessary. This was a
prototype, but Christina had been able to get a hold of it anyway. She reassured the leader of the R&D
Department that she would test the camera, a lot.

Sweet. So you got plenty of farts today? He inquired.

Oh yesplenty. Those refried beans really know how to treat a girl well. Im almost a little
scared to see what will happen tonightbut oh well. Beans gives you gas. She shrugged her shoulders
in a faux-disappointed way. She then walked over toward the column of large bean cans that she had
gathered in the corner of her room and pulled out the last can of refried beans. She quickly left the
room to grab the pot and wooden spoon before returning with them and getting her dinner ready.

You know Timits amazing what one median-sized can of beans was able to do in the weight
room and in the gym, just imagine what will happen with this larger can of beans. She said giggling as
she began the minute-long process of opening the enormous can of refried beans.

Sowhat are we doing this evening? Tim asked, with an interesting though developing in his
head.

Umyeah. Parker says we cant say here this evening. He needs to fumigate and clean out the
complex from my gas, I cant really blame him. Is there anything you think we could do outside? Her
question had made things even easier for Tim, who had been thinking of several scenarios for the two to
engage in. Thursday night was sure to be the basketball game, and part of Friday was going to be spent
at the Fart Tank on the UC campus. He grew a smile on his face as he opened up his mind as to what
they should do.

Do you like swimming?

Swimmingbut where. The beaches arent exactly inviting this time of year, and I dont think
anyone here is that interested in heading south to LA. Where would I swim? Christina asked as Tim
began thinking it over while explaining his rationale for the request.

Wellyou see. In these videos, you see the models partake in different things that show their
farts in a variety of ways, and I thoughtumif you had a swimsuit, and were swimming; it could boast
the wow factor of your farts. He said as he got the main camera in the room adjusted toward Christina
as she began eating the beans.

Translation.so you guys will have something to go off on. Christina, getting the point behind
wearing a swimsuit.

Well.yeah. He admitted in defeat.

Oh, thats okay. I understand what youre thinking, I saw a few of those videos too you know,
and I know that those girls were walking around and lying out in all these sexy posses with their
breasts and butt. I can do this, show off my own beautiful features. I may not exactly have the
greatest bust size She said looking down on her E cups. On any girl shorter than her, the breasts
would be the largest any guy had seen, but due to her size, they still looked a bit average, large but
average.

Yeahbut your butt. Thats another matter. The audience needs to know that the worlds
greatest farts are being released from the worlds greatest butt. He said as he looked down toward her
crotch.

Yeah, it is a nice butta really nice butt. She said moving around back and forth on her
magnificent globes. She did enjoy the feeling of her butt and did know that it attracted attention from
others, at least until she blasted them away, or caused them to instantly pass out, which ever happened
first.

You see my point then? He said as a smile crept on her face.

Oh yeahI do know of a community center nearby that had an indoor pool, I think theyre
opened till 9 in the evening. We could go there and watch as I gas out the pool. Because that is what is
going to happen there, turn on the camera, quickly. She said laughing as Tim pressed the record button
and aimed it right at Christina.

Hey there. Its Christina again and Im eating my dinner, this large pot of refried beans. And
already, I have something to share with you. She finished as she concentrated her effort and let loose.
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A 15-second bassy rumbler roared its way out from underneath Christinas bubbly behind as she
remained seated there in the Indian style position as the fart travelled its way via sound waves through
the mounds of young adult, healthy Hispanic butt flesh and through the tight jeans that barely contained
all that flesh. The sound therefore sounded truly like thunder, a prolonged thunder that shook the floor
and even the pot around in front of her. And then the smell began to emit itself out from within her
bowels and into the air around her, wafting with a truly horrendous odor that smelled ever bit like a
mixture of eggs and shit. The smell was as powerful as any fart before it and created such a pungent
odor that Tim had to slowly back away as the stench attacked him with a tear-inducing, ghastly stench.

Whoa that was a nice one! She said fanning her butt as she began to appreciate her fart. The
smell was definitely getting heavier as it grew in power, conquering all the previous air particles that
flowed around.
 Welltime for me to finish these beans before I head out for some swimming today, and if this
fart is any indication.its gonna be a long night for those people at the pool and Im going to be fartin
up a storm like nothing else. Oh well. She finished with another 10-second rumbling fart that shook the
area with a similar force and created another firm batch of the rotten egg gas that her farts were
starting to take on. At this point, it was less about whether or not the fart would smell like rotten eggs
and more about how much rotten eggs it smelt like. She finished the meal blasting another couple of
farts before getting herself dressed up for swimming.

Out from her dresser she pulled out a new sparkly red bikini that she had acquired for
Christmas. But unfortunately for Tim he had to look away as she unloaded her current clothing to put on
this new bikini. It was a two part bikini that was designed for warmer weather, but in this case could
work for an indoor pool. In a word, this suit was big, really big; one part of the bottom piece that could
contain one of her buttocks was more than most top pieces on any other girls. The top piece itself was
custom made as was the bottom and it was able to hold firmly in place the mounds of milky flesh that
she had grown in her upper body, and with stench of the farts was able to arouse her in a way that her
nipples became hard with the potent gas flying about.

But it was her lower body that was as proficient as ever. With the sparkly red bikini, her massive
butt cheeks hung out from behind her like two basketballs that had been shoved into them. Each cheek
was encased in about as much of the bottom piece as possible as the bottom piece was stretched out to
its max. She got the bikini custom made so that it would fit her tight body and highland her tremendous
features. From behind, Tim could hear Christina as she struggled with the piece as her drug it up her
body and over her backyard blimps. It took a couple of minutes to finally have the piece secure and to
have her ready for her close up. She fixed her hair a little and allowed for it to flow down to her
shoulders as she asked for Tim to turn the camera back on, showing her entire body in the process. His
jaw dropped when he saw the spectacular beauty that was Christina Lopez in her new bikini. He pressed
the record button as Christina began talking.

Hey thereits Christina again. Im about to go swimming after eating my big pot of beans, but
dont worry I am going at least an hour after finishing them. I just got this new bikini for Christmas and I
have yet to break it in. Well, that wont be a concern anymore. She began giggling as she took a deep
breath and began pushing out her butt as her anus opened up to spew more of her noxious gas.
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long, ripping fart came out within the bikini bottom and immediately that bottom piece knew just how
bad a fart from Christina could be. The fart sounded like a very loud weedwacker was being operated in
the room and it was leaking fecal fumes out like one as well, with yellow gas flowing out of the bikini
piece like exhaust out of a tailpipe. Tim held his hand over his mouth and nose as he tried to contain
himself from the incredible, bean-smelling air that filled the room. After a couple of minutes had passed,
Christina had said one last thing as this new batch of potent gas was starting to really get to her.

WellI better get going; its starting to stink in here. Again. Ill see you at the pool. She said
laughing as she instructed for Tim to turn the camera off and grab the new smaller camera as they left
the room. She quickly placed on her a pair of windbreaker pants and a jacket to protect her bikini and
foul-smelling body from the elements. They had made their way into the elevator when Christina had
noticed a small eggy odor still hanging around.

Must have been from one you did earlier. Tim told her as he noticed the smell as well.
 Huhdont remember it, but Ive been farting so much that there is a lot of them I havent kept
track of. She concluded as the elevator reached the top and they began walking toward the community
center down Telegraph Hill from their location. The pool was located at a community center building
that Christina had been to before, the person sitting at the desk there was some teenager busy looking
at the computer. He asked if Christina was going to pay for her use of the pool. Tim was ready to pay a
bit for the pool, but Christina decided to do something a little different. She took off her windbreaker
pants and jacket and revealed her full bikini body for the teenager to view. She then began leaning
against the desk in a very seductive manner, trying to get the teenager to notice the view of the
emerging breasts that her headed in his direction.

Are you sure that I have to pay.you wouldnt let a cute little girl use the pool.please. She
with her bean-flavored breath in the teens face. He finally looked over from the computer and nearly
had a heart attack. The teen had to do a double take as he saw Christinas body shine out there in the
reception room. He immediately had the door opened and explained that he was able to make an
exception.

Ah.thats sweet of you. Have a nice evening. She blew off a kiss at him, and as he soon found
out, there were actually two kisses, the one she did from her mouth and the silent one she did from her
butt. There in that room, she pushed out a deadly silent fart that burned the inside of her bikini bottom
and released a fury of toxic, eggy gas into the room. It took the kid a few seconds to realize what he was
smelling, but as soon as the strong surge of gas had attacked him, he had to make a bee line for the
front door, where he barely made it out before the gas succumbed to him, he was one of the few lucky
ones to survive one of her SBDs and make it out without passing out.

Christina and Tim had made it into the room with the indoor pool, which was located on the
ground level of the building. There were a couple of windows along the upper part of the wall that could
be opened, but were closed at the moment. There was a young couple in their 20s with their baby son in
the pool. There was also an older couple in the pool, swimming around as they made their laps across
the pool. Tim decided just to sit in one of the chairs as he watched Christina go in the pool. She asked if
he wanted to go in but he said that he did not have his swimming trunks with him. Anyway, he could
position the camera in a way that it would showcase Christina in all her farting goodness. Instead of
going into the pool, he instead agreed on sitting along the edge of the pool while Christina soaked in the
water all over her enormous body.

For the next 20 minutes, Christina went about the pool, soaking in the water and working on her
muscles as she did some swimming in the pool. Tim watched patently from the edge of the pool as he
anticipated that Christina would begin letting them rip eventually. As Christina worked on her
backstroke and front stroke she felt her tummy churn around as gas was being developed within it that
would give her magnificent gas. She was just past the point where she didnt have to worry about having
to throw up but still where she could produce her gas without any risk. She finally moved over toward
the deep end of the pool, which was only at seven foot where she could stand and have the top of head
stand out of the water. Tim moved around toward that end and began talking to his girlfriend as he
knew that Christina was getting ready to let some rip.

So Christinahows your swimming? He asked.

 Ohits about to get stinky! She said as she began pushing out her gas.
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From deep within the pool, a 10-second stream of methane and sulfur-laden gas started pushing itself
out of her bikini bottom, producing the same effect as a Jacuzzi on her butt into the water. Immediately,
the thousands of bubble that such an explosion produced were enough to get the attention of those
around her. The older couple began moving back from Christina as the stench of her fart began rushing
its way out from the pool and around the area. The first thing that was noticed was that her sulfuric,
eggy, bean-smelling gas was being fused with some of the chlorine, producing a pool-scented rotten
fart. The smell was much different than anything that Tim and Christina had smelled before.

Phew! Christinathat was a good one. He said in as a strange complement to his girls pool
fart. She smiled back at him as she swam up to the edge of the pool and rose her head up to greet her
boyfriend there at the edge. She could see his member growing already, at which point she realized why
he didnt want to go into the pool.

That was a pool fart.not wait, that wasnt a pool fartthis is. She smiled as she pushed forth
a new volley of farts that produced larger bubbles that rose out from her butt and into the pool water.
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The foul smelling gas of her farts only grew in power as the bubbles of gas were floating up from behind
her like in a bubble bath. The older couple was clearly outraged by such an outburst of flatulence from
this titanic girl in the pool.

Oh Lordthats disgusting. The older woman said as she began to detest the rotten egg and
chlorine smelling gas that was rushing its way out from Chrissys butt.

Oh thatthat was nothing. Christina said giggling as she focused her stomach and began to
fart, releasing a violent, bubbly explosion within the pool that went on for 15 seconds.
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This latest fart smelled like a sinister combination of beans, shit, garbage, and pool water, all mixed into
a diabolical mix that started adding a dark green element inside the pool, as well as producing a low
hanging gas that started walfing its way around Christinas body. She started gagging from this atrocious
stench that she had created and began swimming away from her spot to another location in the pool.
The old couple now was having a hard time themselves breathing as Tim quickly rushed his way over in
their direction in case they would be having some trouble. As she swam past the couple, another bubbly
fart emerged itself out of her enormous, bikini-covered behind, creating a small wave of funky bubbly
gas trapped in liquid pool water over in their direction. The older man started to faint before Tim was
able to grab the back of his head as the wife swam toward a ladder and quickly got out. Tim hoisted the
older mans body up from the pool and had his stand on the floor as he tried to recover from nearly
passing out. As this was occurring, the father of the young family in the pool had walked out as he told
the mother that they might want to get going.

Slowly, Christina moved her vast body across the pool, walking on the bottom the whole time as
she moved past the slowly-fouling water that her farts were polluting. Every few seconds, there was
another blast that blasted out of her ass as she moved toward the end. The mother and two kids were
watching this movement and were getting a little concerned. By this point, the room with the pool had
been emptied except for Christina, Tim, and this family. The two young kids were looking over as this
massive girl continued to walk toward them with a bright smile on her face. As she got to the shallow
end of the pool, her globe-sized buttcheeks began climbing out of the water and by the time she had
reached the end of the pool, her butt hung nearly a foot out of the water. She stood there with a large
gargling noise continuing in her stomach. The woman and her two kids were now watching as they
heard the thunderstorm like noise going on inside the gigantic Hispanic teens belly. She finally placed
her right hand over the belly and bore one more big smile as Tim looked over with concern.

Pardon me. Christina started giggling a little as the others looked on. At that moment, her
anus opened up and she began unloading a tremendous amount of flatulence.
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A massive, really massive fart rattled its way out of her butt and across the pool-soaked bikini bottom as
the loudest fart she had ever produced began to force its way out of her butt. The fart went on for 30
seconds at it moved up and down in pitch, ripping its way out of her swollen asshole as more flatus was
being released by her at that one moment then by anyone else in that room for that day. Tim had to
hold his hands over his ears as they began splitting from the loud, echoing noise that was bouncing off
the walls, vibrating everything within the room. Even though her butt was nearly a foot from the surface
of the water, it still was creating bubbles from the enormous amount of sound that was being produced.
It was the sound of this fart that probably did the most damage, as the mother quickly led her two kids
out of the pool while the loud, piercing fart continued to roar its way out of Christinas wet behind,
going up and down with a loud bubble and then a deep grumble. The fart was a magnificent orchestra of
wind moving out of her anus with a neat harmony. By the time the fart had been laid, everyones
eardrum had been ringing from just hearing such a loud noise, and amazing, the smell that was released
from this fart wasnt as bad as it should have been. Oh, it reeked of rotten eggs and decaying garbage
and shit, but the smell should have been much worse for that long of a fart, it seemed that the airy fart
was more bark than bite, but Christina was still feeling gas forming in her tummy.

That is.the sickest thing I have ever heard! The young mother said as she quickly wrapped
her kids around in their towels as they made a beeline for the door. The young girl was clearly disgusted
by what she had witnessed, even though it was being released by her own gender, but the young boy,
his eyes were opened wide and his jaw dropped as he had heard farts before, and was old enough to
know they were kind of fun, but had never seen anything as big. Christina though, to muffle the strong
noise began to lower her body back into the water as she remarked back at the woman.

Thank you. Was all she said as she lowered her butt underneath and began feeling the final
push of refried beans-powered gas form in her stomach. It flowed through her digestive system with a
sprint as it approached the finish line. She looked over at Tim as her eyes began wondering off toward
the ceiling. He quickly positioned the camera as she began getting her butt ready for release. By this
point, the mother and her two kids were now gone and Christina and Tim were left in the pool room.

You got another big one coming? Tim asked as he looked over from the pool-side chair,
looking into the room that had started to fill itself with a small fog, mostly green in color.

Oh yeahthis one ought to be very good. She finished off as she began grunting her body. She
now was going to force out a mega-sized bomb, larger than the previous one she had just released.
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Because of her goodwill, this fart was being released below the surface of the water, because if it
wasnt, its loud noise might have shattered the windows. She began laughing as this fart was being
pushed because the large orange-sized bubbles were vibrating against her bikini bottom as the fart was
pushing its way out. The sound it made was unlike any that Tim had ever heard, and even Christina was
unknown to this kind of power. The fart went on for about 40 seconds as Tim was clocking it with his
watch. It was the most violent explosion of bubbles that humans had yet been able to produce what
happened in that pool, as the majority of the Olympic-sized pool had become a bubbly caldron of fecal
gas mixed in with chlorine gas. And the look of the pool changed too over the course of the eruption.

The water had begun looking mostly like a normal pool with a blue liner, but as this fart was
being pushed, the water around her butt was becoming browner. This as a fog of green and yellow gas
began to form all around her that started to filter out all across the room. The stench that came out
from this fart was truly unbelievable, even by Christina and Tims standards. Christina had to bit her lip
as her nose started to crinkle at the enormity of the smell, this wasnt a clear a room fart, this was much
worse. You could not breathe in this smell, or not very well anyway. Tim had his nose underneath his
shirt and had even shoved his entire face underneath as his eyes were being burned with the foulest
smell he had ever smelt. It smelled of every food item that Christina had ever eaten that gave her mega
bad gas, the beans were the most prevalent, but in there so a small aroma of onions, cheese, cabbage,
and broccoli. Although she hadnt eaten these foods, it still appeared in her smell. It wasnt just the
sulfuric and methanic gas that was filling the pool with the diabolical smell of beans, but it was the
chlorine that it was mixing it, the gas was warping the smell of the chlorine into a mix so dreadful that
Tim and Christina would have roughly a couple of minutes before the smell would succumb to them. As
the fart finally ended, the look around her bottom there in the water had turned to nearly black; it
looked as if it wasnt just airy gas that was flowing out of her, but perhaps some liquid excrement as
well.

Christina! Did you soil yourself? Tim asked as he began darting for the exit.

Um.looks like itI need to get out, grab your camera, it stinks really bad in here, I cannot
enjoy this one! She shouted as she began moving out of the pool that had begun to resemble a toilet.
The water inside the pool was slowly being polluted with the largest flatulence that anyone had ever
released in there. Christina grabbed the camera and turned it off and she and Tim quickly left the room.
The lights were dimming as the air inside the room was becoming too foul, she blasted off two more
quick, chlorine and bean-smelling farts before finally closing the door on the sinister gas that she had
left in that room. The air inside had become completely transformed and the breathing conditions in
there were probably little different than on Venus, as the sulfur, methane, and chlorine had won out
over a good chunk of the oxygen. Christina and Tim had slammed the door with the lungs huffing for
pure, sweet air. The same teen who had been sitting at the desk earlier was looking at the two of them,
wondering what was going on.

You DO NOT want to go in theretrust me. Tim said as he quickly grabbed Christinas clothes
out of a locker before dressing back for the two to head back to Section 26. As they left the room,
Christina provided the teen a phone number for Section 26 to tell him to call in case they needed any
help cleaning up the room. The teen was a little confused but he soon found out why. As Tim and
Christina left, the teen walked toward the pool room and had noticed the little window in the door was
fogged up. He started opening the door and had immediately passed out, as the potent mix of gas that
Christina had produced in there was way too much for him to handle. He wouldnt wake up again for
another couple of hours.

Well, that was an interesting evening.phewdid you let out another one? Tim said as he
began to move back from Christina as they arrived back at the house that led down to Section 26. She
giggled as she began taking in the rotten egg stench of her farts that were fueling their way out from her
still-wet bikini and windbreaker pants. Tim decided to be quick and kiss his girlfriend as he took in
another strong whiff of the fart, but that was enough for him. He headed off back toward his campus as
Christina began breathing in another strong eggy fart that walfed around her. She swore that she didnt
release it, but at the rate she was going, it was entirely possible. She went back down the elevator and
arrived back at Section 26 where Parker was there to announce that her room had been cleared out as
best as it could. That all was for naught as soon as she took off her windbreaker, releasing a load of gas
that had remained stagnant in her windbreaker. The gas flowed into the room and got a hold of her
nostrils, causing her to cough a little as she breathed in the gassy odor. Bill walked into his daughters
room where he got himself ready to take in a fart from his daughter for the evening. She warned him
about the potently potency of her fart. He accepted the risk and got into position, knelling behind his
daughters butt. He noticed that she was wearing her new bikini and that it had been wet. He also
remembered it looking a little less sparkly.

Chrissy? I thought this bikini had sparkles on it, it seems worn out, it also seems wet. He
commented as he started breathing in the faint smell of flatulence within the bikini bottom. She began
giggling as she remarked on that point and the fact that her stomach was producing more gas.

It did. Ohand heres my gift for you. She giggled as she focused her gas and passed wind.
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A windy blast came out from Christinas wet bikini bottom as a strong, foul breeze went straight into her
fathers face. The farts smelled like a wet babys diaper and chlorine as the fart came out at such a loud
blast and at such a strong speed that the wind blew Bills face back a foot with its hot Santa Ana wind-
like force. Bills face was turning red as it was burnt by the gut-wrenching fart that filled his entire mind
with her flatulence. He had to fall back on his own butt as the strong wind of the fart was for a brief
moment powerful enough to actually push him back. Christina giggled to herself as she saw the green
gassy smoke rise out from her bikini bottom. She could see that her farts had not gone down in potency,
though they have thankfully not taken in as much of the pool water as before.

Oh Lordthat was a nice one Chrissya really nice one! Bill said as he got up from the ground
and started to breathe in the sulfur and chlorine mix of gas that his daughter had produced. After a few
minutes of talking with his daughter about the exploits of her experiment, he walked off as Christina got
ready for bed. She got on her computer for a few minutes, checking up on her Facebook and whatnot
and released a couple of more farts from the chair. She knew that this was not going to be a good night
in her bed. As she got ready to turn off the lights, she felt a really good juicy one coming. She stood
there with her hands on her hips as she remained in her red bikini. She turned the camera on and
decided to finish off the day with a good night kiss.

Hey therewell after today I can say that those refried beans did really well with meand
these farts have been real doozys today too. So, I have one more good one to share with you, and
something Ive noticed with my farts today. Ive seen those videos where people sprinkle powder on
their butts to show that they have been farting. I can do better than that; Ive been blowing out steam
from my ass from all these hot, juicy farts that have been ripping out of my buttsee if you can see it.
She turned 90 degrees to her left with her butt standing out as prominent as ever, she began farting.
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Another heavy blast erupted out from Christinas behind as more of her noxious flatulence went out and
found its place inside her room. It was a rotten stench, worse than the one she had just released into
her fathers face and it created a powerful odor that reeked of refried beans and shit. She began waving
the air around her while laughing. She looked back and saw the smoky gas flow from behind her.

Seeand that was not even my best fart of the day.

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secondary, rancorous ripper went out from her butt and had quickly cleaned out the room of any effect
of the fumigators. She started to pinch her nose as she started to breathe in the rotten odor of her fart.
Her eyes began tearing up as she was forced to leave her own room while the smoky fog of her gas
flowed around the room with the camera still running. She enjoyed what she had been able to do for
the camera, showing the viewer that her gas was for real, but she had to stay out of her room for a half
hour until it cleared enough for her to get to bed. At that point, Christina was off to bed where she could
continue to release her farts that were powered by the refried beans well into the night, eventually, she
was able to pass out from the stench of her own farts.

Tuesday night underneath the blanket in Christinas bed was hell on earth, at least for anyone
who wasnt Christina, who at any point could only handle it. She had changed into a new fresh pair of
cotton white panties with a lacey red bra, and her body was getting sticky from all the extra heat that
her farts were causing. Her farting was at a weird interval during the night, some were only minutes
apart, others were more than 15 minutes apart from each other, and most of the farts were consistent
blasts that went on for about 10 seconds each. With the room pitch black, it was hard to notice what
was going on, but every now and then you would hear a decent-size explosion roar out from underneath
the blankets, causing them to ripple to the effect of the potent gas that was flowing out. After the
explosion was heard, her sleeping resumed and continued as she would build up more gas within her
system. But the farts kept on coming out, all powered from that large can of refried beans she had eaten
previously. The scene underneath the blankets were even worse than anyone had ever experienced,
well over 100 degrees inside with the nearly nude 18-year old sweating profoundly under the stanky air
that had her breathing more flatulence than fresh air, eventually a breaking point was going to be
reached.

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With the sound of a jackhammer, this loud, powerful fart made itself known to the world by ripping its
way out of the cotton panties and into the air with the stench of death. The fart ripped itself out for
about 15 seconds as it wreaked havoc on Christinas slumbering body. If one had ever smelt a piece of
dog shit and magnified that by about 100, that was what it smelt like underneath the blanket there with
Christina. The shitty smell was quickly gaining power and coverage as it continued to spread throughout
the blanket and within the room. The pungent odor had eventually won against Christina as her nose
was smelling too much of it to continue sleeping, she threw her blanket to the floor in an attempt to get
some fresh air. She began breathing heavily as she waved the air all around her, all while still in the dark.
She began stretching her body there on her bed with her body extended out across the long length of
the bed. She moved her butt up and down in the air as she continued stretching, trying to get herself
physically up from the sleep that she had disturbed. As she shoved her butt further up in the air she felt
another gas pang hit her.

Oh no She said in a worried tone as she began sticking her butt up in the air.
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Three more sinister farts of growing power and stench rocked their way out from her butt, causing
Christinas eyes to water and her mouth to gag. She did not only smell in her farts, she was breathing
them in, since there was literally nothing else in that room. As the hydrogen sulfide from the fart
continued to increase in quantity from her farts she had to leave the room, feeling groggier than ever.
She quickly got up from the bed and walked out of her room as she entered the dimly lit Section 26
hallway standing there in nothing but her bra and panties. She was coughing even more as she slammed
the door and looked around the cleared out Section 26 hallway. She looked around the hallway to see if
anyone else was there, as she saw the coast was clear she began concentrating herself as she pushed
out yet another potent fart. From within her panties, a warm, piercing fart began to push out as her
asshole opened up larger than it had in previous eruptions.

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The look on Christinas face told the tale for just how powerful this SBD was. It began with the look of
pure, blissful relief, as she had felt the burden of her aching stomach get relieved, then it transferred to
one that was starting to get a little more worried, as the long silent fart continued to burn itself out, and
then it became a face of true horror, horrified at just how deadly this fart was. The fart made no noise at
all, and this worried Christina, as she sure felt the strong, hot air blow out between her now
superheated panties. This was the perfect Silent but Deadly fart, pushing out of her asshole with such
speed and size that it was a punishing fart, even for her. But she quickly realized that the quieter the fart
was, the deadlier it was, this was a masterful creation. The smell of raw eggs began to fill the area
around her and it filled the entire hallway with a clearing power unlike any other fart she had smelled.
There was also a strong hint of onions and cheese in this fart and it smelled even worse than any of her
broccoli farts. How could simply eating beans create such a strong stench as this? But the stench was
real alright, it was a demonic beast that was simply far too powerful for any mortal human to
comprehend, the coverage, the strength, the power of this fart was unfathomable. For a silent fart it
had more kick than most she had ever cut. And the horrid smell continued to grow in power, even a
minute after she had cut the 14-second beast, and the foul odor was so much that she held her hands
over her mouth in an attempt to get the smell away from her, but being the originator of the smell, that
still wasnt enough and her gag reflex had kicked in. She bolted to her bathroom.

Oh no.the smell.the smell! She cried out as she went into the bathroom and made a
beeline for the toilet. She lifted the seat and began puking into the bowl, filling it with yellow and brown
vomit. As she continued to unload her load, she started blasting wet and juicy farts out of her behind,
simultaneously with the discharges of vomit. There were at least five farts that left her behind, each
corresponding with another discharge of puke into the toilet. The bathroom was getting a little foggy as
she was filling it with a sinister mix of vomit and gas, and a little shitty residue that was forming in the
seat of her panties. As she was throwing up from her farts, she was farting at the same time, and she
noticed the back of her pants were getting wet from the process. Finally she felt one more volley of
puke arriving, and as she threw up in the toilet and another powerful beast made its presence known.
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TTTTT!! The back of her panties was now brown, with little white left on it, she didnt quite shit her
pants, but it was close enough, the smell of poop was well in the air along with the smell of vomit. There
had been an air freshener inside the bathroom, but its power was rendered useless by the mess that
Christina had made in the bathroom. Within the bowl was a potent mix of vomit and toilet water that
was indescribable, except for the chunks of beans that were within her. Perhaps it was a telling sign that
her system couldnt handle the beans, or at least the smell. She finally got up from her knelling position,
all fatigued and worn out and she took out a can of Febreeze in one of the cabinets and sprayed it
around in a feeble attempt to get rid of the smell. The strawberry-scented mist was only able to get rid
of part of the smell, the foul smell of her gas and vomit remained heavy in the room. She picked up
another can and carried it with her outside the bathroom, but as she opened the door to the hallway
she was blasted with the furnace heat of her original SBD and the sight of Parker, Bill, Dr. Kevin and a
few other agents, coughing to the horrid smell of her fart.

Outside in the hallway, the stench from her silent beast of a fart was as strong and potent as
ever and there was no indication that the coverage was going to let down. Parker began complaining to
Christina as the smell had woken up everyone within the complex. A few agents in fact were throwing
up by themselves because of the dreadful stench.

Chrissy? What the hell has gotten into you? Parker asked as he held a napkin over his nose,
trying to avoid smelling too much of the foggy, heavy stench.

Im not sureIve been going off all night.sorry. She said as she began walking back toward
her room.

Waityoure just going back in there? Parker asked as he coughed again, taking in more of the
smell. She opened the door to reveal even more of her gaseous stink. She walked in to resume sleeping
in her personal gas chamber. Parker ordered for the fumigators to be turned on to full blast as they
began to slowly clear the air inside the hallway, but this was a powerful SBD, really powerful and it
would be a full hour before the stink was gone. As the agents slowly made their way back into their
rooms and posts, Dr. Kevin walked back to Parker to talk with him.

Captain Parkeryou need to plead with her to stop this beans experiment with her. Based on
my latest calculations, by Saturday her farts will be able to kill anyone who stands within a few feet of
her. Her sulfur content will be that high, this complex will become unlivable for weeks. The doctor gave
a grim warning, but one none the less that had had Parker concerned, he asked Dr. Kevin for the
verification of his calculations and he gave presented it to Parker. After a while, everyone was back
asleep, including Christina, who did not let out another fart after that last silent steamer, it wasnt until
it was time for her to awaken that her butthole would reopen.

Just after 7:00 in the morning Christina was asleep once again underneath her covers, with the
underneath portion just now clearing out of her gas. This time however, her head was outside the
blanket against her warm pillows, and they werent warm because of her body. Her body laid sideways
along her right side as her body continued to process the final remnants of the refried beans she ate for
dinner. Just as the gas had reached the exit to her poop chute, her eyes opened up as she began looking
straight at the wall beside her bed. Looking at the wall, she let burst for her morning thunder.
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The eruption was as strong and potent as ever, and it woke her up with its loud, weedwacker-like noise
that hummed its way out of her butt. It began with a loud burst and then held the same note for a
consistent 10 seconds before puttering out. The fart though did something that she wasnt expected,
the wind from it was so strong, as it strained her butt just to release the superfast fart, that it blew the
cover out from its position around her body and over the edge of the bed, while the superheated and
windy fart continued to flap its way out of her panties. In just a few hours, she was able to ruin a new
pair of panties, or at least they were ruined until she did the two cycles through the washer and dryer
that usually got them clean again. The pure white color of those panties however would never return.
The potent stench of refried beans and shit again filled the air as her fart had also created a new cloud
of stink around her.

Ohhhhh! She said to herself, almost in disapproval for what she had just done. As she began
smelling the vile gas she moved her body around so that her front was lying against the bed and face
was facing down against her sheets. Her butt was now high up in the air with the door to her digestive
system reopening once more. She felt another bout of gas form in her stomach and in seconds let it out.
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Two more simmering stinkers ruptured their way out from her butt as her cheeks shook from the
tremendous power of her latest bout of flatulence. As she pushed out these farts they created a column
of green haze and fog that floated its way out of her butt like smoke out of a chimney. As the newest
batch of rotten egg gas emerged itself she knew that staying in her room was becoming very unlikely.
She got up and walked over toward her drawer, ripping two smaller farts in the process as she picked a
pair of tight white pants. She took a couple of minutes to work them up her enormous rump before she
fastened the button and took out an orange and yellow stripped shirt. She then made the quick exit out
of her room before walking over to the kitchen. The went into the kitchen to get the pot and wooden
spoon and made her way back to her room in quick fashion, so that she couldnt stink up the place too
much.

Christina walked back into her room with a can of red spicy beans, the kind that within the
special chili she ate back in Portland. She poured the can into the large pot and took out a gallon of milk
as she turned the camera on and began recording her latest breakfast.

Hi therehere to eat my next set of beans, these are.spicy beans. Spicy food in general
always gives me gashahahawell, who am I kidding, everything gives me gas. But those refried
beans last night were really giving my stomach a pounding, I kid you not, I let out a silent one in the
hallway last night that made me puke, I mean it would make anyone puke, so well see how these do
today. She then took the spoon into the pot and began to munch on the beans. It took her about 20
minutes to finish the pot of beans and already the gas was entering her rectum. She leaned over,
expecting a massive explosion of a fart, only to have another killer silent one come out instead.
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The seat of her pants had become hot as this silent beast roared itself out of her butt. The look on
Christinas face in front of the camera told the whole story, she was pushing out this fart and then the
look on her face changed when she began breathing in the contents of this fart. It smelled very much
like one of her veggie farts, only there were no veggies for her to eat, but nonetheless, the fart caused
her eyes to become swollen and water up and for her nose to begin breathing in a strong chemical that
her gas had produced. She coughed a few moments as she tried to comprehend her latest stinker of a
fart.

Oh mythat was a nice silent onenice and smelly too.I cant stay here anymore, this gas is
TOO strong even for my taste, Ill see you later. She turned the camera off and quickly chugged down
the rest of her gallon of milk before heading out toward Dr. Kevins office. He was in a usual and was still
working on some research over some of the farts he had smelled in the previous days. He looked up at
the bubbly Christina who was there to ask him for something.

Yes Christinawant do you want? He sighed as he could already breathe the gassy residue off
her white pants.

Ohdo you have some of those pills, like the ones you give the agents here, I was wondering if
I could take a few. She asked as she looked around for the vile.

Im not so sureI think it is Section policy that those only be given to Section 26 employees and
their guests, what purpose do you have for them?

I wanted to share them with the girls on my basketball team, so that they dont pass out to my
farts once again. Sodo you have the container?

Why dont you just stop farting, I have some Beano in here, sure it may not help completely,
but anything to stop those atrocious farts of yours. If my calculations are correct, based on what you did
last night, the next day or so your farts will be on a whole new level of their own, beyond their
awfulness right now. His revelation had gotten Christina a little wet inside as she was intrigued by the
idea of her farts being able to improve even more.

But please? I need them for my team.the Beano wont do anything, but if they can tolerate
my farts at least then it would make things better for them. Her pleads though fell on deaf ears and Dr.
Kevin was as determined as ever to be hard on her and her farting.

NoSection policy says I cant distribute drugs to anyoneI cannot allow it. Dr. Kevin insisted
at which point Christina began crossing her arms over the abundant breasts with a growing smile on her
face.

OkayI wish I didnt have to do thisbut you gave me no choice. She said as she shrugged her
shoulders and then began to look up toward the ceiling. Dr. Kevin at first was wondering what all of this
meant, until he began hearing a very subtle noise come from behind Christina.
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For 15 seconds, she opened up her anus and pushed out with a soft push another silent monster. The
SBD went on like a blowtorch was being blasted out of her ass and the smell that came out from it was
unworldly as well. It stunk to high heaven of dog shit and skunk, there were traces of rotten eggs in
there but the smell was simply too far ahead of the simple rotten egg stench that it didnt really matter.
The amount of hydrogen sulfide in this latest fart had become a little too powerful for the doctor to
handle and it was showing as he tried to adjust his collar and put his hand over his nose and mouth.
 Oh dear God Christinado you see why I suggest. Dr. Kevins voice was cut off by his head
dropping straight toward the wooden table as he was being knocked out by potent gas. The shitty smell
continued to intensify as it was starting to circulate the office. As the doctor was now incapacitated she
went over to the medicine cabinet and retrieved the pills that she needed. She also saw the fart
measuring device lying along one of the counters and pointed it over toward her butt. Even after she
had released that gassy beast, she saw that the number was around 130 for the CFI of her fart. A couple
of minutes after she had pushed out that silent fart and the strength were still over 130. At that
moment, she felt another steamer develop within her and she pointed the device back at her butt.
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The fart began with a slight bubbly noise before progressing into another push of silent, killer wind out
of her butt. Immediately, the device began beeping as it was reading over 200 on this latest bout of
silent, deadly wind. She was beginning to realize the impact that these spicy beans were having over
her, she was developing volley after volley of her windy gas that she needed to release in a short time.
As she placed the device back on the table next to the unconscious Dr. Kevin she bolted for the door to
get out of her gaseous zone of death. The smell of burning rotten eggs had started to fill the room as the
impact of her latest fart was still growing. She bit her lip as she made one last comment to the doctor.

I told you youd regret it. She said giggling as she felt yet another bout of gas. She pushed out
a lot shorter silent SBD into the air. PPPPPPPPPPPffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffssssssssssssssssssssssttttttt!!
Though even if the fart was short, it was as pungent as ever. She quickly left the room and went for her
backpack before heading out of the complex. These farts quite simply couldnt be released in closed
spaces, as she found out in the elevator as she pushed out yet another silent fart. For some reason, she
was releasing ALL SBDs and nothing else and that did not bold well for anyone who was around her. Her
silent ones were already legendary, and now that they had been super powered by a half week of eating
nothing but beans, it could only get worse. For this reason, she realized that farts like the ones she was
cutting could only be done outside, since the impact indoors may have been too great. But the looks the
gigantic Hispanic teen got as she walked toward school, pushing out these silent monsters every now
and then were all telling as to how much of an impact they made even as she was cutting them outside.

She had arrived at a street corner, standing tall among the gathering of business workers and
students who were walking that way. She stood there wearing only her tight pants and shirt, despite the
fact that it was just in the 50s that morning. As the light turned red she had to stand there in the mass of
people that surrounded her. She stood there at her 72 height like a palm tree in a forest of smaller
bushes. The person with the closest height to Christina was only up to her breasts and her appearance
had caused a few looks, although this was rather normal. As the light was still in the process of being
changed, another strong bit of gas pressure had impacted her stomach. Finally, the pressure was too
much and she had to open up the flood gates to release a bit of the pressure, a silent fart emerged.
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puke-inducing, rotten egg and bean smelling beast of a fart came out from Christinas white pants.
Within the seat of her pants, her panties warmed up to unimaginable levels. It felt like a fire was being
pushed up her asshole as she released this raunchy, 15-second fart was flowing out of her anus. As the
fart was being released, the people all around her began coughing and holding their hands over their
noses. At first it smelt like the sewer, so the smell wasnt an abnormality, but as the smell from the SBD
increased in strength, it soon was well aware that the sewer didnt smell that bad and that someone had
truly let out a deadly fart. People began to point fingers around as there was much suspension of some
of the men around that they had dealt this massive stinker. Christina could only smile up above her lofty
position, just above the most concentrated cloud of green gas. With her tall height, she was able to
avoid the absolute worst of her gaseous creation, but everyone else had started to back away, not from
her necessary, but from each other. It was unknown who had released the beast, but all that was known
was that they had to get away from it. Finally, the walk sign was turned on and the crowds of people
began walking across, trying to avoid the cloud of flatulence that was now hanging around that corner.

Ahexcuse me. She said in a quiet voice. She stood there at the corner for another minute or
so to take in the stink. Such a fart would bring pride among anyone, and Christina was no different. It
smelled like a dog fart, only amplified and increased in coverage as the sewer gas flatulence hung
around the spot. A small tree that was nearby the corner was already beginning to wilt under the
influence of the eggy odor and this caused Christina to giggle a little, but as the next walk cycle began
she had to cross the street before anyone would begin noticing that she was the originator. She crossed
the street and began walking along the sidewalk toward her school. As she approached the other
corner, she was still able to smell the remnants of her gas. And to add to the power, the gas was still
hanging around her pants, as these silent eggy farts continued to erupt out from her butt. The impact of
these spicy beans were already making themselves known, she was releasing ONLY stinky, eggy, Silent
but Deadly farts.

As she got to school, she found Mark there waiting for her as always, willing to take the camera
and record the farts that seeped out from her butt. She told him to focus more on crowd reaction than
on her farts themselves, he wasnt sure why, but he soon found out what she was talking about. As she
made her way through the hallway, as dominant and large as always, her silent farts started to make
themselves known, and the looks on the faces of all the people she passed there were unbelievable.
They could not understand how such farts could even be possible. The SBD farts made no noise
whatsoever and with the crowd noise in the hallway, there was no way anyone could tell that she was
launching these beasts. But once they saw Christina and once they smelt the fart, they knew
immediately what had happened. Only Christina Lopez could be capable of producing such farts like this.
There was term for the thing she did, called crop-dusting, to describe her actions, but Christina wasnt
just crop-dusting the hallway, she was spraying Chemical Orange all over, destroying the air quality in
every corridor she passed. These farts smelt to the highest level of onions, broccoli, cabbage, and rotten
eggs, they were spicy little devils that pierced a hole through her panties as she laid them out one by
one. Just going through the hallway she had dropped ten of these babies all around, and one by itself
was bad enough to empty out a car in a heartbeat, ten of them in the enclosed hallway was enough to
get students to run to the bathroom and to head to their classes even sooner than before. Relationships
were being affected by these farts as couples had opted out of their usual meeting to avoid smelling too
much more of this retched stink. Mark however a trooper was and was able to film the effects of these
farts as she cleared her path through the hallway. By the time she arrived at her locker, the smell of her
farts had already greeted her. The smell was slowly taking over the entirety of the school and even after
five minutes of her having passed over, the strong stench hung in the air. She told Mark to point the
camera in her direction as she began talking.

Ohmy.God.these farts have been something else today. I have been letting out ALL silent
ones. If you have seen already, these babies have been deadlyreally deadly. Wait a
minute.ohhhhhh! She began giggling as she started to wave the air around her bottom. The
retched stench began to climb its way up through her already polluted pants and up her shirt and it
attacked her nose and singed everything around her. She breathed in the chemical compound of her
silent fart and found it delightful, for the first few moments. She then began to cough a little as she
found that the growing power of these farts were not something to be messed with. Mark was starting
to stutter with the camera as Christina gave her own assessment of the fart.

You have to be here to believe what kind of fart this isit smells like dog shit and a babys
diaper put together. Rotten eggs would be a mild way to describe the smell of this fartits
reallyCOUGHCOUGH.bad around her. Id better go. She finished off just as Mark began getting a
bit woozy. He had the unfair advantage of being right next to her as she dropped that latest bomb, her
eleventh of the morning there at school. She told him to head off before anything else would happen to
him, and with that he made a beeline for his next class, trying to breathe in as much fresh air as he could
find. Christina walked her way over toward her first class as she grabbed her books and moved away
from her stink zone. Of course, she would simply have to get used to these farts she felt, as the bubbling
sensation inside her stomach was only getting worse, more and more of this putrid, hot, stinky gas was
mutating inside her digestive system, it made her smile.

As Christina walked into her first period class, the other students were looking at her with fear.
She found that her normal seat was already taken and that there was only a seat left in the back, with
Monya seated right beside her. Christina went toward that empty seat anyway, it was positioned closest
to the window and as she walked beside the other students, the smell from her SBDs followed. She
finally sat down and got her stuff ready for class, despite the fact that she knew that she wouldnt be
learning too much today, no one would. She saw Monya sitting there as grateful as ever as she was
ready to take in what Christina was willing to share.

Hey girlI didnt see you at practice yesterday. Monya asked, catching Christina off guard as
her statement didnt make any sense, since Christina was at practice and was the only one practicing.

What do you mean?

Wellwe didnt see you therecoach was alright about it though, he figured you might have
had some stomach problem.

Tchof course she has a stomach problemthe whole hallway reeks of it. One of the nearby
students, wearing mostly black clothing and rather negative in most respects had said in sarcasm. But
the rest of the classmates were in agreement.

Wellthats what happens when you eat nothing but beans, you know that they make you fart,
and those spicy beans I had this morning have REALLY been making me fart! She said with a demonic
laughter. The one thing she enjoyed more than releasing her powerful farts was boasting about those
farts.

What?! You ate more beans this morning? The punk kid cried out in horror.

Thats rightand I got some more farts coming! She said with more pride, making Monyas
eyes light up with anticipation. Christina then turned over to Monya and asked her a question of her
own.

What do you remember about practicewhen did you guys start and when did you finish? Her
question made Monya think there for a moment, and then she recalled the events of the day.
 Now that ya think of itI dont think we were out until after 9, which was rather weird. I just
remember sitting there on the bleachers with the others, but not you, and then coach was at the other
end of the court. It took a few minutes but then we started practicing as usual. Coach thought about
saying something about you not being there and us not being able to breathe in your farts, but for some
reason the thought never occurred to us. Monya finished just as the final bell went off and class
started. Christina was thinking about giving a response, but decided against it, letting Monya believe for
a moment that she wasnt passed out against the strength of Christinas farts the previous day.

15 minutes had passed as class had gone on; it was a boring lecture for most, but one that
Christina was going to put an end to herself. She felt the gas bubble up inside her for those 15 minutes,
and by that point she figured it was enough time to form a really bad one. Her insides were aching quite
a bit too, since she had eaten more of those spicy beans than even she was willing too, but all for the
sake of her bean fest she went on with it. To her it felt like a turd was about to exit her asshole, but she
was confident enough that it would be only gas. She began to tilt her body, slightly toward the left
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The look on Christinas face was that of jubilation, the sheer exhilaration of being able to push out the
20-second flesh eating monster that was this first SBD in her class. The heat was tremendous and the
stitching of her pants started to fade as she dropped this latest monster. But the silence did not give
away the atrocity of her fart to the other students until it was too late. One by one, the powerful stench
attacked them with the force of a brick wall. The wicked fart went up the nostrils of everyone in the
classroom as it made its way up their nasal cavity and set up base camp inside. This wasnt a fart that
just went away, these did not go away, they hung around for at least several minutes at their full power.
Everyone turned their heads over toward Christina as they figured out very quickly who had laid this
rotten steamer of fart.

Christina?! nearly everyone said in unison, in a cute kind of way that only made the tall
Hispanic beauty smile even more.

Awwpardon me. She said with a laugh as the full power of the fart was still growing around
the room. But this was hardly the first steamer she was about to release. With everyone still looking
over at her with their noses pinched and their hands over their mouths she tilted her ass to the left once
more, only this time she rose her large butt of the seat and held it there in concentration as she farted.
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Another flesh eater roared its head out, and this time everyone knew what had happened, the fart
attacked the students with a renewed effort, to smell one of her farts was one thing, to smell two of
them in succession was another. Behind her, Monya was smelling up the fart as if it were manna from
heaven, but even she couldnt take in all of this, hell even Christina was having a little trouble taking in
all of this fart. She continued giggling as the teacher began asking her if there was something wrong with
her.

Oh nojust a little gas.ohhhhhh..yeah, a little gas, thats all. And as the students quickly
found out, when she said ohhhhhh she was pushing out another little SBD fart. The air inside the
classroom was quickly deteriorating as the stench continued to increase in its potency. No mere human
had released farts like these before in their lifetimes, so everything was new to those who were smelling
these behemoth silent monsters.
 Comeon Christinahow much gas can you..dear fucking Christ! Did you just fart again? The
punk kid began talking before his nostrils were burnt with another volley of silent, eggy Christina gas. A
yellow gas had begun to form around the back of the room and it started to filter throughout, allowing
for the gas to stick around, the hang time from these farts was going to be the stuff of legends. All of the
fans inside the room were turned on as they began to blow the air around, but in reality, nothing was
going to deter the stench from these farts, it was armoic torture in its finest form. But for Christina it
wasnt over, the grumbling in her stomach was audible to the other students, who were starting to
wonder exactly what Christina had been eating, and how much of it.

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Three more silent farts emerged out of her butt, nearly in a row, the first going for 10 seconds, the next
for 5 seconds, and the last one for 20 seconds. These farts were more raucous than any that Christina
had released ever in that classroom and the heat that was formed by these farts had turned her desk
seat into the bed of an oven. As the rotten odor started to attack the students, the reactions were
varied. Several students nearest to the windows got up from their seats and opened the window and
positioned their heads out of them as they tried to get a little of the fresh air that was out there. Other
students had left the classroom straight out, and the teacher didnt blame them, he went out with them.
The students that were left were the ones who were unfortunate enough to be nearest Christina, they
had passed out altogether from smelling those farts. The lack of oxygen was making things horrific in
that room and even Monya, an admirer of her farts were not able to take in the powerful wave of hot
fart stench that seeped out of Christinas behind. Now, she was there in the room by herself, the only
one seated there who was still alive. She took out her schoolwork and worked on it on her desk for
another 10 minutes, just to test whether or not she could handle it. As she finished up her work, only a
few minutes away from the bell being rung, the Punk kid and a few others had reawaken from their
flatulence-induced slumber. Christina greeted them with a giggle as she worked on her schoolwork as if
nothing else had happened.

What happened? One of the other students asked as they noticed only a handful of students
remaining, and all of the in the same section.

This. Christina said as she stood tilted her ass over, in the same manner as before and let
loose. Another stream of silent but deadly gas sprayed out of her large tush.
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And another molten hot fart emerged from within Christinas butt canyon. Just as the classroom had
begun the process of clearing out from her gas, she had replenished the room with another batch of her
intoxicating gas. The yellow gas began flowing out from her ass as the rest of the students made their
exit out of the room, breathing more of the copious amounts of her putrid flatulence. Fortunately they
were able to get out before the bulk of the gas attacked them. The room however was at a loss, it smelt
like the bowels of septic tank, like liquid excrement had been pumped through a hose and sprayed
around the room. It wouldnt have mattered if there was liquid shit all over the room or Christinas gassy
fog; the effects would have been the same. As for where Christina sat, that desk likely would end up in
quarantine after the farts she was cutting; it would have been a proper way for it to go.

Christina left the room to find her photographer there waiting as usual. He noticed that the
camera had been hot, as Christina was able to film a couple of her gaseous blasts from underneath her
seat. Mark grabbed the camera and made his way through the hallway, and to his and everyone elses
surprise, there were no silent farts to be laid. Just having Christina walk through the hallway was enough
for a pathway to be cleared by her, the students by this point had been told of the silent hissers that she
had been cutting that first period and the reputation of her already epic farting was spreading as fast as
the stink she was creating.

No way shes humanI heard that classroom is unlivable. One student commented.

They say that every time she passed gas, no noise was made. Another student remarked as he
nearly soiled himself just from having her pass him. He could smell a small tangy odor from her mere
passing, confirming what he had heard, but she released no fart there.

Yeahthey call it Silent but Deadly, and it sounds like she is living up to that title. The
classmates friend said back.

Theres no way that anyone would survive a class with hernot without passing out. A female
student said in a different corridor.

I have class with her next period, maybe I should skip. Her friend replied back, thinking about
the possible implications of Christinas continued farting.

If you want to not have to breath that bitchs hot windthat would be best. The first friend
replied back. Unfortunately for the two girls, as they continued talking, Christina had walked up to her
locker a few down from them. The two sophomore girls stood there with their 58 frames with the top
of their heads just barely at the bottom of Christinas breasts. In truth, they were jealous of a girl with
such a magnificent frame, but with her killer gas it made the combination more potent. Christina went
to her locker and began switching out books, and right as Mark stood there behind her behind, wind
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Christina could barely even notice what she had done; her asshole had opened up to blow out a
blowing wind of hot, stinky air that quickly blasted Mark in the face. The boy had been able up to this
point to handle her gas but at this close of proximity, there was no way he would survive. The fart came
at him with full force and power and in only a couple of seconds after the sphincter had opened, his
brain and lungs were already taking in more gas than in any fart he had ever laid. It was like taking a
blowtorch and blowing it in his face. The strong, hot winds that blew from her ass were so intense that
his face had become a bit red from the exposure, and then the smell. Like raw eggs, beans, spices and
spoiled milk, multiplied a hundred times over, which was about as much as he could get out of this silent
the monster of a fart. He had known the consequences of being that close to those two plump
basketball-sized buttcheeks, hanging down from this tall and plump girl, of massive proportions, but
along with those tremendous buttocks were the farts, and this steamer of a fart, which created small
droplets of condensation within her panties. Those panties were becoming more soaked by the minute
from the sheer amount of warm farts she was laying. Once the 10-second SBD was finished, she heard
Marks body fall flat on his back, passed out from the sheer exposure to a fart of that magnitude. The
two girls who were commenting on that fart had quickly left their lockers, but not before reaching the
bathroom to throw up from just having to taste the shitty residue from the fart.

Oh noyou were caught in my line of fire. Christina said as she noticed Marks face on the
ground. If it were anyone else, save for Bill and Tim of course, she would have left him there, but
Christina felt compelled to do something to get Mark back up. She kneeled on the floor beside his body
and went around his face, checking for some sign of a pulse from the kid. After that had been confirmed,
she went to his mouth and actually breathed into it to give him some oxygen. To Christina, it was
probably no different from tasting a piece of shit, as his face had been blasted in a shitty gas from her
bottom. After a few recitation breaths into his face Mark had felt the air come back into his body and his
eyes were opened. Christina quickly raised her head back up and watched as Mark moved his head up
off the floor and looked around, trying to figure out what had happened.

Um.I farted. She said with a childish shrug. Mark then waved the air around his face as he
soon began smelling the strong gas that was still present in the air from her latest explosion. As it
became evident that he was going to be alright, she got up and left for class and Mark began walking in
an opposite direction. As he headed toward class, he was met up with the Punk kid from Christinas first
class along with another black student from that same class, two kids who shared a couple of other
classes with her later in the day. They were fed up with her farting and were ready to do something
about it.

Umwhat you want? Mark asked nervously as the two older kids walked up to him.

You are close to that girlChristina Lopez? The punk kid asked.

Only for this weekshes having me film her for some kind of experiment, shes been eating
nothing but beans for the week, and it has shown. Mark replied as he placed his nose underneath his
shirt, still trying to get rid of the smell, which had accumulated on his body.

Like no shitshe was stinking up the class like nothing elseIve been in bathrooms and Ive
smelt farts, but nothing like what she was doing in there. The punk kid said.

Yeah, she just kept on ripping them, and while in the past we were able to hear these farts,
today they have been all silent, making it even worse. We dont smell the damn thing until its too late.
The black kid remarked back.

Sowhy have you stopped me, I need to get going to class. Mark said as he made his intention
to leave the two kids company.

Yeah thats fine an all, but we are fed up with her, and we want you to give her this. They took
out a small bottle, appearing like an eyedropper. It was filled with some liquid, but what it was Mark
didnt know. He asked them about the contents of the bottle.

This is a laxativea very powerful laxative, it makes you shit. You need to put this in her
beans or something, then she will have to use the bathroom. We want to outright embarrass her, we
want her to be so embarrassed that she would not dare enter a classroom again. We want students to
laugh at her like hell; we want to torture her for a change. The punk kid said as he boasted the plan. He
actually had acquired the item for that morning, but after the first period class, he wanted it to be
implemented ahead of time.

Will it work? Mark asked.

You kidding? That thing will clear out her system, by the time that stuff is finished with her
there will be nothing left for her to release, at least it may stop her farting. Sowill you help us? The
black kid asked as Mark thought it over for a moment. He then agreed, having felt the impact of her gas
at point blank had made him wonder if there was a way to get her to stop the farting; anything at this
point would have helped. He took the bottle and promised to get it into her beans for lunch.

The next few periods with Christina were as bad as possible, the effects and the impacts were
the same as she was cutting out silent farts like a madman. The farts continued to wreak havoc on her
classes and impact the students around her. At the same time, the nurses office was receiving a wave of
people complaining about the same thing, the strong sulfur smell that was emulating out from
Christinas butt. Her bean fest was having a monster effect on her farts and it was now approaching
lunchtime. Christina sat at her usual spot, all alone with only Mark at her side, filming her at the table.
He had been told by the punk kid that only one drop from the eyedropper of the laxative into her beans
was enough for the laxative to work, but he poured the entire bottle in instead. He was able to manage
this just as Christina looked away for a moment, seeing what kind of impact her silent farts would have
had on the cafeteria. Her SBDs were thankfully subsiding, but with this new batch of beans the farts
should be kicking back up. She told Mark to start recording as he drew a big smile. Christina took her
spoon into the newly treated can of beans and began her usual lunchtime speech.

Wellneedless to say that these spicy beans have been doing wonders on my system. Ive been
cutting nothing but silent but deadly farts all day and my classmates have not been pleased with me. I
think Ive crossed a new threshold with these babies and it has been showing. But in the interest of
continuing my beans feast, I will continue with another can of spicy beans..oh wow that has such a
kick.it tastes a little different from this morning, but thats the spices for you. Christina mentioned as
she commented on the new taste of the beans. She was really going on with it, eating the laxative-
flavored spicy beans as if nothing had happened. The beans entered her stomach and almost
instantaneously there was war brewing in the bowels of Christina Lopez.

Inside Christinas stomach, a violent tempest of undigested beans, and powerful laxative raged
back and forth in the tainted sea of putrid cuisine. Under it all, there was an explosion of bubbles from a
chemical reaction of rotten foods; a geyser erupted from the deep, splashing the chunky water all
throughout the chamber, sending a powerful wind further into her intestines. This wind was a potent
combination of incredible flatus. Christina's stomach was a melting pot for the vilest substances, worthy
of the worst fart-producing foods on Earth. At the bottom of her stomach, a huge quantity of beans,
more than a median sized cans worth and with some from this morning resided as the stomach
continued to work like a machine to process them into something useful. Thus, making them infested
with bacteria. Had she of been normal sized, it would of made her rather ill. But, because of her big size,
she is able to cope with the bacteria. Her strong stomach and intestines had their own way of coping
with the matter. Mark looked over at her as he began to wonder what the next stage was. At that
moment, he heard something, a loud and powerful noise, but it wasnt a fart.
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 She heard the rumbling from deep within her stomach. Like thousands of bubbles rushing to the
surface air in her intestine. Her belly groaned from the pressure it was resisting. Christina moaned, it
was only somewhat painful for her as she rubbed her stomach; however her body was telling her that
something was horribly wrong with her digestion. The buildup of air in her lower intestine was far too
great to overpower. The chemicals that had mixed earlier had been fermenting up until this point. And
now, they were seriously reacting to each other. In a desperate attempt to relieve this air pressure from
the intestine, there was only one simple option. Her intestines stretched apart, as to make room for the
air build up. The air flowed through her intestines, moving whatever substance was in its way. Christina
stiffened her posture as she felt her stomach emit strong gurgling sounds. To someone who was right
near the source it sounded like a series of large explosions, as if there were an all-out war going on in
her stomach. Christina felt the strange feeling of the air traveling through her belly. She could feel it, it
was hot, and she felt the squirting of liquids moving aside as to make room for it.

Ohhhh! Those beans dont feel too good right now. Christina began nursing her stomach as
she felt the incredible pressure continue to build up in her nether regions. Her stomach was a cast-iron
creation that could process anything that she gave it, but after three days of beans it was starting to feel
a bit overworked. The milk and protein shake she also had for lunch werent helping and it was all going
to reach a head. She began smiling as she looked over at Mark. He recognized the smile instantly; it was
Im going to release a BIG one smile. He saw that there were a few minutes left in lunch, but knew
that if he didnt leave now; he may not be around after this latest blast. He got up from his seat and
started heading out of the cafeteria, knowing what was about to happen. Christinas heard another loud
grumble come from her stomach as the beans were violently interacting with her stomach acid and with
the laxative that was working with her. But there was no need to contemplate the stomach pain; she
had to release some of this gas now!

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half of a minute, she pushed out this massive SBD. Her stomach also continued to gurgle as she expelled
her inner gases. But it was the sheer quantity of gases that made this fart so great, she had a large
pressure to release and it was very evident in the explosion of silent gas that she was letting loose. This
72 tall, black hair Hispanic beauty, wearing her stripped shirt and tight white pants had been leaning
over to her right as this catastrophic amount of windy gas blew out of her ass, blowing any bit of dust or
trash on her entire cafeteria table seat away from the strong gust. But it was the chemical composition
of this strong gust that made life in that cafeteria very challenging.

It was a burning gas, quite simply, the equivalent of breathing in fire from anyone who was
nearest to Christina and even with her position at a cafeteria table by herself that hardly mattered. The
burning, sulfuric and demonic stench that came out of her ass was enough to cause nearly a dozen
students nearest her to simply pass out, as they were not able to take in her powerful gas, there was too
much off it and their breathing systems were not enough to handle it. For the other students though,
the coughing and gagging began as soon as the fart had ended. The oxygen level in that room had
dropped dramatically and all of those students and their conversations had been ceased with this new
batch of Christina-produced flatulence that was more epic than anything they had smelt up to this point.
With every fart is seemed that Christina was breaking new barriers as to how bad her gas could become.
A light green gas had started to flow around the room and the students noticed this fog. They knew who
the originator of this fart was, it was very obvious once they saw Christina there seated, laughing as if
there was no concern at all. This was like a stink bomb going off in the cafeteria, it was probably a little
worse than even that, as this was a naturally created stink bomb, one of the highest caliber ever
produced. This was the kind of fart that took out the stitching out of her jeans. It was the kind that
would burn the area surrounding her asshole as her buttcrack was being heated to incredible
temperatures. Her panties had become damp from the humidity that the monster SBD had released. But
it was a telling sign that her fellow students were all leaving the cafeteria in droves, leaving their food
and their stuff at the tables, there was no time to do that, not before collapsing from the lack of oxygen
they would be experiencing. After another minute of basking in her stench, she left as well and began
walking to her next class, as if nothing had happened.

Christina arrived in her classroom where both the punk kid and the black kid from earlier were
awaiting the effects of the laxative to take effect. They had both heard about the latest explosion from
Christinas anus as it was making news around the school. There were stories about how the gassy farts
she was ripping were causing students to throw up and to head to the nurses office complaining of
being sick. The nurses office that day had received more students all at once than ever before and a line
was forming outside the office, all from students who were complaining of the same thing, the pure lack
of oxygen and the exposure to too much sulfur. But now it was time for Christina to continue doing her
thing, since the fart she had released was only a fraction of what she had to release. As she sat in her
seat, the students were focusing their attention on her. Some had heard about the plot to put the
laxative in her beans and that she was going to blow. The idea for the laxative though was to embarrass
Christina to the point that she would never release another fart again, to the point of having her make
an accident in the classroom. Few of the students knew of the power of Christinas shits, mostly because
she didnt take them at school, there was simply not enough capacity in the school toilets to take them.

But in the grand scheme of things, that didnt matter. Not anymore. Inside her bowels, another
strong surge was taking place, a buildup of even more flatulence and something that Christina wasnt
expecting at this moment, solid and liquid shit. She slowly moaned to herself as she knew that this
pressure wasnt going to stay held up forever, there was no way for that. Ten minutes had passed and
the pressure continued to build up incrementally, more and more gas was forming in her colon is the gas
just kept producing. There upon the plastic seat of Christinas desk, designed more a more average-
sized student, sat a vast and tall girl with more gas being produced within her digestive system than any
of the students could produce in a day. Past the 10 minute mark the grumbling noises in her stomach
became louder and stronger. She was now getting a true stomachache, which like everything else about
her, was larger. There were stabbing pains within her intestines as the digesting spicy beans were mixing
with the milk, the protein shake and the laxative that was hell-bent on clearing out her system. And
now, for the first time in a long time there at school, she was feeling an urge to take a dump. But first,
she felt like clearing out a little of her system before she got to that point. The usual gas pang attacked
her stomach and she hunched over while seated as the other students began to look at her. It was a
work day for the class so they were supposed to work on their assignment for that class while the
teacher sat at the desk to facilitate. But at this moment, no one was interested in working on their
schoolwork; they were interested in watching Christina as she worked on her gas. Finally, the pain had
reached its apex and she had to release some pressure, she tilted over toward the right, to the horror of
those around her and within the seat of her tight white pants, a sound could be heard.

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The first audible fart of the day made its way out of her anus and immediately the wave of rotten egg
gas that her farts were known for made its triumphant entrance into the classroom. The fart had
sounded like the call of a whale out in the sea, making a pitching noise that held up for the 10 seconds
that this fart had lasted. Coughing and gagging could be heard, the fans were turned on, and the
window was open. In just over a minute, the classroom reeked of her beany gas once more. Just as she
had felt the relief, the stomach pain had returned and she again leaned over, with another, similarly-
sounding fart coming out.

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Another stinky blaster rattled out of her ass and shook the seat she was seated in the process. The
overwhelming odor of eggs and milk continued to flow its way out of her ass as the students were now
starting to feel the impacts of her farts even more. The teacher remained at his seat as he was
determined to see out the class without having to escape. The air in the room was becoming fouler by
the passing second as the smell just continued to compound against each other. But there was yet more
gas to be passed, a lot more gas. Christina, feeling another strong urge of stomach pain within her
bowels had tipped over again, this time grunting with all her might as she began to release her load.

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Four more, gut-retching and deadly-smelling farts emerged from Christinas behind as she felt a little
relieved from releasing these beasts. The stench of each fart was worse than the one before it and there
was more intestinal gas floating around that classroom than anyone could have even produced if they
wanted to. It would be a mistake to light a match in that room with the yellow haze that was floating
around, a fog that could rival a few of the regular ones there in San Francisco. Some of the students
nearest Christina were beginning to lose their lunch as they felt the effects of this atrocious gas get to
them. The teacher too had a little too much of this class and was ready to chastise Christina over it.

Ms. Lopezwhat the hell is wrong with you? The teacher finally broke silence as he shouted
over the coughing noises within the room.

Umjust a little gas.sorry..uh oh. Christina felt as she was beginning to feel large bubbles
pop within her interior, she felt another one coming, one that was even bigger! The slushing around
within her bowels had reached epic proportions as she was experiencing the comings of a bowel
movement that would be talked about for years. Everything with her was being superheated, mutated
into a wasteful gas that was so putrid, so pungent that there was nothing like its equal. The three days
of beans, plus the spicy beans she had eaten for lunch were more than enough to give her this kind of
gas. If the liquid that was forming within her stomach from the gas production had been extracted, it
would eat through most items. Mere mortal humans couldnt handle the gas and bowel production that
was taking place within her. She began leaning over, this time to her left, where the entire row of seats
to her right were about to be impacted. She focused her stomach and forced all the gas running up
against her anus to get ready for the attack. She opened up her anus and all hell broke loose.

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Her biggest fart of the day began with a large explosion of intestinal gas out from her asshole, up her
butt canyon and through the barriers of her panties and pants. And as Christina raised her ass up so that
both blimp-like cheeks were pointed toward the right, the forceful gas created a gale-force wind that
blew everything off the desks of those students toward the right. The three people to her right were
immediately knocked out by the tremendous amounts of deadly gas that the fart had produced. This
was a pre-shit fart alright and as the 40-second powerhouse kept on roaring out of her anus she felt the
insides of her butt get sloppier and wetter. There was liquid shit that started to pour out, turning the
blasting noise of the fart into a more bubbly and liquefied version. It sounded like a whole lot of bubbles
being produced within a swamp and with the swamp gas intact. The stench that was created from this
powerful fart was only an intensification of everything else she had produced at this point, and there
were now people throwing up within the classroom and sticking their heads out the windows, if not
outright leaving the room. Both the punk kid and the black kid, whose use of the laxative was their idea
had looked at each other with concern, had their plan gone too far? As the fart had ended, it sounded
like water being blown out more than anything else, but still with the ripping noise as it was a mixture of
gas and shit that was being pushed out. The look on Christinas face was one of great concern, as she
knew that she was feeling a bowel movement unlike most she had had, perhaps even greater than the
one she had unleashed on Megan on Thanksgiving night. But there was only one way to be sure.

Um.I think I need to use the bathroom. Christina said to her teacher, who was hunched over
at his seat, trying to get a little bit of oxygen, he couldnt speak though; the thick flatulent gas that
Christina had produced was too much for him to handle. Christina then got up from her seat, while
blasting out another small, watery fart before she made her way out of the room, with her pants now
become soaked. She got up out of her seat and ran through the gas and shit covered classroom, leaving
the students who were still conscious with a deep aftertaste of shitty flatulence that was not going to go
away for a long time. Hell, the clothes they were wearing was already scarred for life, always smelling of
the farts that Christina had laid there in that room, which soon made the black kid who helped conspire
to put the laxative in Christinas beans disappointed, as he was wearing one of his favorite shirts. Though
after going through this within the classroom, burning that shirt would have been the most dignified
thing to do.

As luck would have it, the womens bathroom was very close to the room that Christina was in,
so the evidence of her gas and mess were not yet noted. The green fog from her gas had started to flow
out of the classroom and even as it had been a few minutes since she laid that bomb, its smell and
coverage continued to spread into the hallway and throughout that wing of the school. Christina swung
open the door to the bathroom and looked for an open stall. The bathroom there had blue tilled walls
with gray walls for each of the toilet stalls. There were fogged-up windows (on purpose) located at the
top of the wall where the collections of toilet stalls were. There were also white and black tilled floors
beneath Christina as she hurried her wide girth into one of the stalls. One of the reasons that Christina
did not normally use the toilets there at the school was because they were simply too small for her, not
just the toilet but the stall itself. The whole thing was designed for girls of much shorter stature, and
Christina was willing to admit that her height did give her a few disadvantages. But nevertheless, she
really had to let off a load, so all that didnt matter. Her body though was scrunched up against the walls
of the stall and her legs had to bend with her knees higher up than the seat of the toilet, a byproduct of
Christinas tall stature was her long legs, too long in this case. She quickly unbuttoned her tight jeans,
pushed down their somewhat soiled fabric down to her ankles and then her brown panties, which were
originally white. That didnt matter anymore; she would have to change her clothes after this one. She
sat her vast caboose upon the toilet seats, covering the whole seat, leaving nowhere for air to escape or
enter and began to focus on the colossal stomach pressure taking place inside her stomach. The whole
process from the time she entered the bathroom until she had herself in position to begin unloading her
load took no more than 10 seconds, and in that time frame, she had forgotten to account for the fact
that there was another soul in that bathroom, in the stall just to her right.

It was a freshman student, a brand-new freshman student, a white girl who was rather short for
her age. Standing at only 411, the student was still getting adjusted to the new school. She was shy, but
up to this point had fared pretty well at the school, since she didnt interact with people she wasnt that
knowledgeable of the local students, so she only vaguely knew about Christina and her gas problem.
On this particular day, she was on the toilet, struggling to get rid of some shit of her own. So far, it
hadnt worked to well and the girl was feeling constipated. The students suffering was about to get a
whole lot worse. She had heard the massive girl sit on the toilet, and then there was a few seconds of
silence, Christina was seated there, conjuring up her gaseous power within her. Finally, there was a
rumbling noise, a strong rumbling that shook the area around her seat. Christina then began to let loose
as she released her first dump fart into the toilet, starting off nice and slowly.

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The first blaster rocketed its way out of Christinas behind as the steam and fog from her gas began to
find new ways through the toilet and threw all of the cracks that were available between the butt and
the toilet seat. The fart reeked of the shit and spicy beans and the smell was quick to overwhelm
Christina. The stench was already ghastly and she had just begun. Christina placed her hands against
both walls of the stall as she slowly raised her body and began open up her asshole, unleashing a torrent
of shit unlike any that bathroom had ever witnessed.

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PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!
Another 10 second foghorn sounding farting powered its way out of Christinas behind before a wave of
watery shit began to plummet out of her butt and into the toilet. It smelled of rotten garbage, cabbage,
and dog shit, all mixed together into a strong odor that created a burning sensation that attacked
Christinas nostrils with a vulgar combination. But it wasnt just Christina who was witnessing this
barrage of shit, but the girl in the stall next door. She started began hearing the grunts and the blasts
from Christina and saw the fog emerge from underneath Christinas stall and into her. She began getting
up from her seat and pulling up her pants, but before she was able to leave the room, she fell due to a
lack of oxygen, or at least breathable oxygen. Christina could hear a body fall to the floor as she started
waving the foul air around her.

Oh nosomeone else was in herewell, at least they dont have to be awake for this! She
cried out as her bowels opened up with another batch of vile eggy gas, but not before the sound of a
trumpet blast echoed throughout the bathroom, signally the arrival of more of Christinas wastes.
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As the trumpet-sounding fart subsided an avalanche of watery turds began to cascade out of her
bottom. For nearly a full minute, only the sound of turds and watery shit could be heard emptying
themselves out from Christinas bowels. The laxative was now working as it was getting all of the waste
within Christinas body out of her system. Both the punk kid and the black kid were now outside the
bathroom, watching the war going on inside of the room. It was an interesting sight to hear what was
going on outside of the bathroom. They could hear the sounds of moaning and groaning as Christinas
stomach felt like it was on fire, scorching under the intense heat and pressure of her farts and her shit.
She then opened up and started letting loose a torrent of farts, each accompanied by another minute-
long landslide of watery shit into the toilet bowl. Grrumblgurrglleeeee PRRRRTTFFFFRRRRT!
BRAAAAAAAPPP! A big fart blasted out of her ass, immediately followed by a thick, soft log that began
crackling out of her hole. The turd gained speed and thickness as it continued to slide out. The smell
inside the bathroom deteriorating.

Two more big logs followed, accompanied by some loud farts, echoing in the bowl and making
her hold her nose from the new smell, adding itself to the already rather pungent odor in the bathroom.
Suddenly a loud, long extended gurgle from her midsection caused Christina to bite her lower lip in
alarm. She knew what this meant. Her stomach started cramping violently, then suddenly her butt
exploded with wet shit; diarrhea shot out of her, the first wave splattering into the bowl as it explosively
burst from her rectum alongside a cascade of noisy farts. PlopBRRRT! Splash...plop...FRAPP!..ploloo...
FRT! Ploploplop...BRRRNTTT! Ploopbloop Gradually degrading from explosive bursts to something
resembling an out of control machine, unbelievable amounts of sloppy, claylike crap flowed from
Christinas overloaded bowels, soon raising above the just refilled water in the toilet, thus changing from
a splashing crescendo to a series of fast sounding ..thud...thudthud thudthudthudthud...thud. After
dropping what felt like a good few pounds of crap, it slowed down and eventually stopped. Now coated
in cold sweat, Christina massaged her still cramping stomach, breathing deeply through her mouth now,
due to the now inhuman stench her butt had unleashed. Still not feeling completely empty, she lifted
her right butt cheek to peek into the bowl, where her second, wetter load of shit had also now
completely displaced the water inside. As she amazed looked at her steaming cow pile, she was
unloading that amount quicker into the toilet than even she anticipated, her anus let go a long, squeaky
wet fart, and as it ended she felt something big and hard fill her ass. Instantly a slimy but solid turd, the
thickest yet, together with a long silent release of gas along its girth forcefully pressed from between her
globular buttcheeks. This monstrosity was perhaps the largest human had ever created, but it was still
far from being finished. After the load was dropped, she felt another volley of flatulent gas open up
from her anus, cutting violent blasts into the porcelain throne that was already rather full

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Ahhhhhhh! Goddamn! Christina cried out as she felt another batch of watery turds empty out
of her anus. There were also some larger quality pieces of crap that fell out as well, creating a septic
tank of the toilet, filling it with a dark brown liquid that was as horrible looking as it was smelly. It was an
indescribable smell; similar to that of the Christina Fart Smell, but it was infinity worse. The fog inside
the room had grown denser, a mixture of green and yellow and brown that had fogged up the windows
inside the room and made the air even outside the bathroom as foul smelling as ever. Both the punk kid
and the black kid started smelling the eggy odor outside the room.

Dudeit reeks out here. The punk kid replied as they both began to wave their hands around
they tried to avoid the stench, but it was only going downhill.

Oh comeon.not more! Christinas despite voice echoed across the foul smelling bathroom
as her swollen asshole opened to release a pure flood of shit into the toilet, filling the bowl of the poor
toilet even more. For another minute, to the horror of those watching from outside the bathroom, there
was nothing but the sound of pissing, of watery shit falling out of her asshole, and of plops of shit,
hitting the watery surface every few seconds, she was unloading torrent after torrent of this foul
excrement into the toilet bowl and by the time she was finished, the bowl had become filled to the brim.
She began to feel the pieces of turd she had left in the bowl hit her buttcrack and knew that she would
have to find another toilet to continue her work. She got up from her seat and in a fast manner, or as
fast as she could in the foul smelling, oxygen-depleted environment, she moved to the toilet on her
right, picking up the body of the fallen girl from the stall and sitting on top of the toilet that the
freshman student had been previously seated on.

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SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!
A titanic, bean-powered fart exploded into the newfound toilet. The fart rattled on for about 40 seconds
as it shook the entire toilet and the room for which it was held in. It contained a bass that no sound
system could match, it shook the mirrors, the sinks, and the windows and the vibration could be felt as
far as from the door into the room. The fart felt like an actual explosion, rocketing out of her butt as it
shook the toilet with an earthquake-like fury, that commodes fate was already sealed. But the worst
part, as with most of Christinas farts was not the bark but the bite of the fart, the atrocious odor that
filled the entire bathroom with another violent attack of gaseous might. After the ungodly smell was
released, it continued to grow in power and strength as the farting and the shitting continued in full
earnest for the next 10 minutes. Christina continued to moan in pain as more of her shit was being
released into the toilet. Steamy piles of shit continued to cascade into the toilet as the sound of her
farting and shitty created a violent disturbance to the entire bathroom. To those watching, it was an
incredible stench and an even more incredible as it sounded like someone dropping large rocks into a
pool of water, in an almost continuous fashion, along with the sound of a machine gun going off with
the sound of puttering farts and releases of shit into the toilet. There was already a large pile of human
excrement stinking up the bathroom to unimaginable levels the next toilet over, now she was repeating
the same performance on another toilet.

Oh no.wont this stop?! Christina cried out as she pushed her hands against the walls of the
strong, with such a force that she actually pushed the two stall walls out of their connections and out
toward their adjacent stalls. She then began to raise her body over the toilet as she prepared once last
bout of power gas and shit into the toilet. She bit her lip and began grunting as this fart eruption began.
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One last forceful fart came out of her anus as it shook the toilet, not just a little, but rather violently,
shaking the toilet into submission. From out of her swollen and aching asshole, came logs of shit,
actually logs that were enough to clog the toilet to the point that it couldnt be used again. At that point,
she figured the dump was over, but another strong push caused Christina to clench her rear muscles,
grunting as she forced more soft crap from her tightly puckered anal opening.

Christina gritted her teeth, clenching her hands into fists in her lap as more now very soft waste
pressed out. The bubbling noises of the runny poop piling out filled the bathroom. Christina groaned,
squinting her eyes as it just kept coming, small popping farts slipping out alongside the shit. This had the
makings of a never-ending shit, already past record levels; this was very much near a Level 7 shit on a
toilet that honestly couldnt take a Level 3. The waste matter erupted out of Christinas now sweaty butt
and coiled around into the clogged bowl, higher and higher. She could feel its heat on her ass as steam
sizzled up from the warm feces. FFRRRPPPPSSSS one final, loud wet fart squelched out of her anus,
and she was done. Breathing heavily through her mouth, her big breasts rising and falling as she inhaled
and exhaled she had felt that her dump was just about finished. The farts and shit had created a stench
that was far too ghastly for anyone to stand, even Christina herself. After the last five minutes of her
unleashing this power dump, her stomach finally felt at ease with itself. She felt the stomachache end,
and not a moment too soon, the smell was causing her to become dizzy and to become a little
disoriented.

She finally got up off the toilet, which was full of her shit to the brim, a second full toilet of shit.
But as with any polite lady, she took some of the toilet paper to whip off the pieces of brown shit from
her asscrack. The sheer force of the shit was enough to cover her entire buttcrack with solid chunks of
shit that she had to use the toilet paper to pick out. Her hands were smelling of shit after having to use
half the roll to clean herself. Seeing that there was nothing salvageable in that bathroom, she threw the
paper into the pile of shit that was within the toilet bowl. Another telling sign of the effects of her shit
was the cracks that were present in both toilets that she had used. She finally left the stall and walked
around like a drunken person toward the sink where she washed her hands, acting as if nothing had
happened. To her, this was a higher than normal shit, but it still manageable, at least to her own toilet.
Here, there was no choice. The air inside the bathroom though was deteriorating, there was a thick fog
hanging around, filled with the gaseous byproducts of her bowel movement. The smell of methane and
sulfur hung around too with a long, nearly everlasting hang time. But after first arriving in the bathroom,
it was time for her to leave the room and get some clear air.

She left the room seeing both the punk kid and the black kid passed out, along with a few other
students, but it was smell in the hallway that was getting to her. Even though she was out of the
bathroom, it still reeked of her outburst. She shrugged her shoulders as she saw the few students there
all knocked unconscious by her farts and shit. She then began walking back toward her classroom, and it
became better as the smell slowly went down. As she was about to enter the room, she heard
something come from below her breasts, it was the school principal.

Ms. Lopez? The principal, an older guy who was already well-aware of Christinas gas problem,
had to look up as he addressed Christina. She looked down at him with a slight smile as she already
knew what this was about.

Yes? She replied.

We need to see you in my office. Now. The principal said as he began guiding her down the
hallway toward the main administration office. After walking through the maze of offices that were
within it, she was directed to the Deans office where she was told to sit down. The office was a cramp
space, with room for a main desk for the dean and another couple of chairs across from it where the
students or parents could sit. Christina had half expected her father to be sitting in one of those seats,
but she found only the dean seated at his normal position. The dean was a median-age man, in his 40s
with blond hair and a blond beard. On the outside he actually looked like a weird individual, but he was
also rather tough on students, especially those who have been causing disturbances in class. He directed
Christina to sit down at the desk while he began reading off a list of complaints that had been compiled
throughout the week. She could only smile after hearing the reports about her farting, but the dean was
not amused.

Ms. Lopezthese reports continue to get more and more disturbing, and the worst thing is that
I havent gotten to today. Weve had nearly 40 students walk into the nurses office, all complaining of
the same noxious odor, all being attributed to your episodes of breaking wind. Now while passing gas
may be a part of our natural processes, the reports we have heard of what you have been doing is
crossing the line. I couldnt even believe the reports from yesterday, and it seems that each day you
have been observed doing the same thing, continuously during the entire class. The dean said as he
looked at the smirking Christina.

What can I sayIve been a very gassy girl. Christina said giggling, thinking this all as very
funny to her, when the dean was thinking the complete opposite.

Ms. Lopez theres a difference between breaking wind once or twice during class and doing it
repetitively during the same class, having gas is not the issueits self-control.
Self-control?

Yes, and you lack it.

Its not that Im lacking it, its that Im having WAY too much gas this week. You see Im trying
on an experiment, seeing how my farts would do if I were to eat nothing but beans for a whole week.

Well, experiment or no, you have not learned to discipline yourself to not fart all the time, and
now you have damaged a bathroom with your bowel movements. Theres a difference between letting
one rip in class and gassing out an entire bathroomnot to mention the rest of the hallway near it. We
have people threatening to not come to class in the future because they do not want to have to
experience your gas.

Well, thats just what happens you have a big girl like me, my digestive system works
differently from others, and it requires certain treatments, your toilets were not built to handle my
dumps.sorry. She said shrugging her shoulders. She knew that the school wasnt best designed to
handle her dumps as well, but the bigger question to her was not why she had taken a dump, but what
was causing her to do it and that soon after lunch.

Regardless of what you say, you have to be punished for your gassy outbursts, and the
damaged toilet. The dean began before getting interrupted by Christina.

Punished? She cried out.

Thats right, tomorrow, I want you to report to ISS (In-School Suspension) and I want you to
spend the day there. Perhaps a little solitaire for you will get you to think twice before deciding to gas
out your classroom again.
 But what about my basketball gameand why do I have to head to ISS, wouldnt it be better to
have me out of school? Christina thought, thinking about the fact that her gas was only getting worse
over the week, and Thursday was bound to be even gassier than Wednesday.

First of all, weve already discussed the issue with the athletic director; you can play in the
game tomorrow night, as long as you serve your ISS during the day. And second, the idea of being
punished is not that you are supposed to enjoy being out of school, but that you still do your school
work but in a concealed area. You are not being rewarded for your.sniff.sniff.what is that..oh
God! The dean began to cry out as his eyes started to water and his mouth began to breathe in yet
another gassy monster from Christinas butt. It was another fine potent fart from her and even she was
surprised that she had to release it. While the dean had been talking, she had felt the pressure from this
latest fart and knew that she had to let it out, but she held it in for a little, trying to wait until she had to
leave the room. But it became too much and she had to release her fart, which she silently pushed out
for five seconds. It was a scorching powerhouse of a silent fart, the kind that burned the seat to the
point that some of the fabric was actually being burnt. It was a magnification of the rotten egg stench,
mutated into a more toxic combination that collaborated with the Christina Fart Smell to produce a truly
heinous creation.

What is wrong with you? The dean whispered out as the stench from the scorching fart
became too much for him. He fell in his chair while the hydrogen sulfide from the fart began to circulate
around the room. It was another one of Christinas patent SBDs and she had released it with a fiery
vengeance against the person who was getting her into detention. But before she could gloat she had to
leave as this fiery little devil, while small in release was powerful in its punch. She left the office by
herself, leaving a small trace of her gas around the hallway of the administrative offices.

To the good fortune of all those involved, school was finally over and Christina was able to head
to basketball practice with the rest of her team. She agreed not to enter the weight room until after her
practice and it made things slightly more bearable. Also, the mere fact that she had released a great deal
of her gas and shit already, she had very little to share with the basketball team for their practice.
Regardless, she went on with the practices with her team, prepping for the big game tomorrow and
building on her growing status as the leader of the team. Once practice was over, she went to the
deserted weight room to do a few of her exercises before heading off back to Section 26 for the
evening, but something had been on her mind since she originally left her bathroom, her pants were
completely ruined. She was able to wear them back to Section 26, but she knew that realistically those
things couldnt be worn again, and it gave her another great idea for when Tim arrived.

Hey Christina. Tim said as he got out of the elevator, watching as a couple of agents coughed
from the occupied space that they shared with him. She was busy getting her pot ready for the next
feeding of beans. She had him go over to her room where she began to regal him on what had occurred
that day. Tim came in wearing a bright orange hoodie and blue jeans and was feeling rather well that
day, after some experiments in the Fart Tank back at school.

I forgot to ask you, but did you want to come over with me to school on Friday to test out how
your farts have beeneven record the findings. Tim asked as he walked into the surprisingly-not gassy
room.
 At the rate Im going, there wont be much of a Fart Tank after Im through with itbut go
ahead, Ill come over. Im rather curious on how your machines will be able to handle my gas. She said
giggling as she brought over the other large can of spicy beans.

Sohow was today? Tim asked.

Unbelievable.I mean I couldnt believe the ones I was letting out, but heres the crazy
partthey were all SBDsevery onewell almost every one, I also took a massive dump there at school
and got in trouble but oh well. Seriously though, if these beans have the same effect, I would not want
to be behind my butt tonight. She laughed as she opened the can and began to smell in the fragrance
of the spicy beans.

Thats awesomeand to think its only Wednesday, record some of those babies and it will be
the end-all to all farting videos. The footage Ive been looking at is so amazingI mean I cant even
watch those other videos on the computer anymore, theyre so weak, so pathetic. I mean sure they look
great, but theyre nothingcompared to you. Tim boasted as his girlfriend smiled with pride.

Wellget ready to be blown away againwhich made me think, I know what we should do
tonight, to have a change of scenery.

Whats that?

These khaki pants Im wearing, I wasnt wearing them all day, I had on another pair, but I
crapped them when I had to take a dump. Parker is currently holding them in our vault, thinking of some
way to use them for torture, I mean they still reeked of my gas. And I think we should do some shopping
for new clothes this evening. And with me at the mall, with my gas, I think that could provide for some
interesting takes, what do you think?

Sounds great! And with those words, Christina ordered Tim to turn the big camera back on as
she began to eat her beans while recalling on her day at the camera.

Hey thereits Christina again, ready to start on my dinner meal of these spicy beans, and if
you didnt already know from my day at schoolthese things are incredible. I have been releasing
nothing but silent farts all day, I dont know why or how that is possible, but everything Ive let rip has so
far been a Silent But Deadly fart, and now Im about to eat even more beans. I would pay good money
for anyone to take their nose and stove it up my butt as I release thesebut I wouldnt want to kill
anyone. She laughed hysterically as she began taking the wooden spoon into the large pot of beans to
begin her eating of the beans. About halfway through the video, Christinas stomach had been renewed
with the familiar bubbling sensation that had rocked it earlier in the day, it was feeling the accusation of
new beans and was already working fast on producing another batch of diabolical gas that no one else
on Earth could produce. A few minutes later, Christina was eating on another spoonful of beans while
she began smiling. Slowly, the smile grew on her face as Tim began to cover his mouth and nose. In as
silent of a fashion as ever, she had just laid her first SBD of the evening, cutting a massive fart there
against the carpet that produced a devious gas bubble of her toxic, sewer gas and released it in a green
haze around her body and the pot of beans.

Ohexcuse me, I farted. She said laughing, having fun with the situation, since the viewer
wasnt able to actually hear the fart. They could only imagine the boisterous odor that was now filling
the room; it had a heavy undertone of shit with it as part of the remnants of Christinas dump from
earlier. Tim had to back away to the door as he was assaulted by the stench, but after a minute or two
of become accustomed to the smell, he sat back down at the camera and watched as his girlfriend
finished off the beans. By the time she had finished, she had laid two more silent hissers against the
floor and the lighting of the room was already altered by the green haze that hung around. She coughed
a few times as she finished off her meal and then addressed the camera.

Wellif this fog isnt telling, I am going to have to leave this room before the gas gets a hold of
me, but dont worry. Ill have plenty of these farts for you tonight, youll just have to imagine the
powerful stench, because Im not sure if there will be much noise for you. Im a silent bomber tonight!
She laughed as she turned the camera off and got her money ready for the shopping trip. She left the
room and slammed the door shut in a quick fashion as she did not want much of the smell to leave. Her
stomach though was churning like nothing else as it processed those beans through her system. As she
was getting ready to leave, Bill had arrived in the hallway, having just heard about Christinas school
trouble.

And where are you going? Her father addressed her.

Umto the store with Tim.

Oh reallydid you know that your school called methey just called me. Bill said as he
emphasized that last fact.

Yeah?

Do you know why they just called me?

Nope. She said, not giving away any indication that she knew the answer.

Wellyour dean had just gotten up after you evidently gassed out his office, causing him to
pass out. Hes says that you have to report to ISS tomorrow?

Thats right. Its because of my farts. I was releasing a whole bunch of them today and he didnt
like it. Its no big deal though; I probably wont even stay in ISS.

Really?

Yeahbut thats fineI dont like half those classes anyway. Her latest comment had caught
her father off wrong, he wanted to send his daughter a message, and had come up with a way.

Finein that case, if you dont feel remorseful for what you have doneI dont want you to
leave this complex tonightyoure grounded. He said in a shocking move at both Christina and Tim.

You cant do thatIm 18, Im an adult. She protested as she approached her father, towering
over him like the giant she was.

Sodont matter. I can take away those beans, Christina; someone has to lay down the law
when it comes to your farting. And that person might as well be me. Bill said as he began to wheeze, his
breathing problem was slowly returning, and this was around the point that his influence as a father was
starting to wane.

Wellin that case, I wont feed youat all! she cried out. Of course, she wasnt serious, she
knew what was about to happen. Bill then started having further complications with his breathing. He
got on his knees and began praying, hoping that his daughter would reconsider. Every four hours he still
had to breathe in his daughters gas, and the need for her flatulence was usually rather sudden. He
would be fine up until a few minutes before he would pass out, and without any source of nourishment,
he was done for. Christina knew this and played it to her advantage.

What was that.you want Big Chrissy to feed Little Billy? She said in a cute voice, as if she
were talking to a baby. Bills face was getting red as his oxygen source was quickly lowering. He needed
a fresh amount of air from his daughters body and he began shaking his head up and down as he
desperately wanted her farts. She moved her body so that her big caboose was square in Bills face. She
began grunting as she dropped another steamer of a fart.

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The potent fart blew its way out from her anus and had a strong enough wind to blow all the hairs on
her fathers body. At that close, it was the equivalent of being blasted with superheated radiation and
Bill was not able to survive consciousness by the time she was finished with her 10-second Silent but
Deadly. But regardless, her eggy and beany smelling fart was enough to provide him with the subsidence
to continue living, at least until he collapsed on the floor, lying there in a sea off his daughters sulfuric
stench. Both Christina and Tim waved their hands around the area as they had to back away from the
gassy mess that she had made.

Damn Christinathose beans are giving you silent monsters! Tim said.

Told yaand now we are going to look for some new clothes. She said giggling as they walked
away from the scene of the crime.

But what about your father wanting you not to go? Tim asked as they walked onto the
elevator.

Ohhe doesnt give me orders, I give him life. That trumps any orders he gives, and he knows
it. She giggled as she began to pat her butt, knowing that it and its gas chute was indeed the only thing
separating Bill from death.

They found themselves at a mall in the Union Square neighborhood about a half hour later and
Christinas stomach was rumbling like never before. She enjoyed going to the mall, largely for the same
reason she enjoyed walking at school, she was able to share her special gift with those around and not
get caught for it. She also enjoyed how much she towered over the people. All the girls who were there,
shopping for new ways to pretty themselves were always in awe when they saw someone as large and
dramatic as Christina. This particular evening, Christina was going through the mall wearing something
that wasnt in style for the month, a skirt.

Tim had recommended he choice as a way to make Christina stand out and to allow for easier
access for her eye watering silent farts to the public. So, to make him happy, and to provide for some
good footage, she wore a black mini skirt that was just big enough to cover her asscheeks. She wore a
pair of white panties underneath, but the enormity of her butt meant that they were not that visible.
Underneath the skirt was darkness, only it was a smelly darkness, and not one that people would want
to look up. On top, she wore a tight blue shirt that showed off her top features and while she walked to
the mall she had her normal jacket on. As they walked through the corridor, the looks began to come,
and not just at her beauty, but at the exhaust that she was releasing. She released three killer SBD farts
just within the first few minutes of walking down the corridor toward the clothing store she was heading
to. These were smelly beasts that caused everyone behind her to take a moment and to examine what
the hell they were smelling. It stunk of rotting garbage and onions and the spices that were within
Christinas beans were only making the farts hotter. Tim couldnt believe what he was sniffing. Since he
walked alongside her, he wasnt in the direct line of fire, but the tears on his eyes told the whole story.

Wow Christinathose are wretched! He said alongside his enormous girlfriend.

Just be glad that you are walking alongside me and not behind me.Im not sure if I can hang
around to smell these monsters, lets keep walking. She laughed as she caught a whiff of another
diabolical silent hisser, her fourth one since entering the mall. They had arrived at a clothing store that
catered to larger women, for obvious reasons and Christina told Tim that he didnt have to follow her,
he insisted against it anyway and she simply warned him that her farts were not over. She began to walk
through the aisles as the started looking at the pants section. She could have sworn that her butt was
getting larger, but there was no way she could physically confirm it. She had one of the workers there, a
white 16-year old do the measuring around her waist to determine the size she was looking for.

The kid was high enough that he could easily place the tape measure around her waist, but his
arms were long enough to extend the rope without additional help. Christinas waist was now over 50
inches long, if she were shorter she would be quite obese, but the 72 stature helped. As the worker
finished his trip around the circumference of Christinas waist, his teenage boy instinct started kicking in;
he was looking at the largest booty he had ever seen. He couldnt begin to comprehend just how much
clothing would be required to tackle a derriere of this magnitude, but the store did have some pants
sizes in her size. These round, meaty and muscular glutes were now near his face as he finished with the
measure. He read off the distance and took a few seconds to hold the tape measure in place as he
contemplated this ass once more. It was at that moment that he heard a very small, barely audible pop
noise come out from within the skirt, he was already doomed.

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raunchy silent fart, barely making any noise, but enough to blow the skirt out with a strong warm wind
had flowed its way out of her butt. The teenage boy wasnt sure what he was smelling, but he released
the tape measure and began to back away, whatever it was he did not want to have to deal with it
anymore. Not that that mattered, a violent blast of sulfuric gas blew into his face, taking any precious
oxygen that he had been breathing. As he began to stand up, he started to stutter around the spot
where Christina and Tim were standing.

Huh.what was. The teenage boy, very dazed from his experience had stated as he
continued breathing in the growing power of this truly putrid wind. The rotten egg stench of her farts
was as strong and powerful as ever and it was more than enough to knock the kid out into
unconscioness. Christina could only giggle as she and Tim started walking away from that location. She
now had her waist size though so she could start looking for pants. Tim was enjoying every moment of
this, and he had the small video camera located on his person so that he could actually record most of
that moment. Tim said he was going to another part of the store while he got a little fresh air, Christina
say she couldnt agree more. The stench from her previous fart was growing stronger, but this was now
helped by the fact that she had cut two more unruly devils out of her ass just in transit to the row of
shelves that housed the pants that could fit her.

She arrived at a shelf of pants and began to look for ones that were her size. As she did this, two
young boys, just old enough to know about girls began walking through the aisle; they were just looking
around for trouble, trying to cause mischief. They then noticed this behemoth of a girl before them and
at their size; they were able to look straight up into the skirt of Christinas ass. Their minds were going
around as they peered up into the darkness that contained the holiest of holies of a teenage girl. And
just to find one this size was more a bonus for these boys, as they had not ever seen a girl this tall. But
they were fixated on the skirt, and looking up it. Christina knew they were there but did not mind them
any attention, since in only a few seconds they would be unconscious on the floor. Her stomach did a
very silent movement within and churned up another batch of gas, as unholy of a gas as ever. The boys
then heard the forthcoming pop noise that signaled the opening of Christinas anus. As soon as this
occurred, the foul warm gas that was Christinas flatulence began to blow its way out of her skirted
behind. Just began to bit her lip as she had to try to take in as much of this gas as she watched the
reaction of the two boys who were being blasted by this foul aroma of gas. They both began to look at
each other in bewilderment. They both began questioning each other about the gas that was only
growing stronger in its intensity. At that moment then, Christina had turned her head and stared he
boys, who were slowly losing the ability to continue breathing

Oh excuse meI had to pass some gas. She said with her hand over her mouth in an
unapologetic way. She began walking away from the boys, about five steps in she heard the noise of two
bodies falling to the ground. It was horrifying to them; the last thing they would hear before they
collapsed from the sheer intensity of that horrid wind was to hear that it was a girl who had broken it.
They knew farting as a funny thing that boys like to do, but they were seriously outclassed for the last
time by someone of the opposite sex. Those two boys would have a different look about girls after what
they had just gone through there, that is after they woke up.

Christina had to wait a few minutes before returning to the same aisle to look at the pants once
again, and even when she did return, she had to bear the brunt of her burning, paint-peeling gas that
still hung in the air. The air had a yellow look to it as her gas had produced a visible appearance that was
going to hang around for quite some time. But to add insult to injury, she dropped another two silent
gassers into the same aisle, and she did so in a fashion that she just grabbed a few pairs of pants and
quickly headed to the fitting room.

Inside the fitting room, Christina had to slip out of her skirt to where only her panties were
showing, as she stood there, looking at her pants as she got ready to put them on, she began to feel
another gas bubble emerge within her nether regions. She shrugged to herself as she began letting it rip.
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The 14-second SBD was her worst in that store by far; it produced a scorching hot wind that caused the
insides of her panties to become humid from the sheer heat the fart was producing. She began to wave
the air around her, but soon saw that there was no way around this horrendous fart. The smell was truly
awful, there was no way around it, it burned her eyebrows and the hair around her nose had curled as
her nostrils had to try to accept this putrid wind that her own body had just produced. This was as gut-
wrenching of a fart that she had released all day. It smelled of something rotting, something that had
been rotting for a week, out in the scorching heat. Sure she had just eaten beans and drunken milk and
her protein shake, but there was something truly rotten about this fart that was vile beyond belief.

The scene was worse outside of the fitting room where several of the shoppers had begun to
complain of a gas leak in the area. But back inside, the show had to go on, she slipped on a pair of tight
blue jeans and worked their way up her massive behind. After a minute of fighting with her butt flesh,
she had finally gotten the jeans over her butt and up to her waist. The pants were tight fitting, but fitting
nonetheless and that was probably a good thing, because as soon as those pants were up, Christina was
back leaning her hands against her knees with her butt in the air as she pushed out another silent fart.
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Christina began to giggle to herself as she felt this scorching gas blow out from between her buttcheeks
once more. She was releasing these atrocious beasts on all cylinders and it was showing. The air inside
that fitting room was now fouled beyond use as it stunk in there worse than any bathroom stall in the
world. Sewers didnt smell as bad as the fitting room Christina was in, and the amazing part was that it
wasnt even over. While still wearing the pants, she felt another patch of silent gas; actually it was a
whole lot of it.

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Three more Silent But Deadly farts came out of her butt and each one was worse than the one
accompanying. The light around the fitting room was going on and Christina had to sit down on the
bench with the blue jeans still on as she took a few seconds to understand what she had just released.
The rotten stench was about 50 times stronger now and Christina could hear the sound of bodies hitting
the ground on the outside of the fitting room. They had to become unconscious, there was no better
way for them to understand all of this flatus that was coming out of Christinas behind. She couldnt
believe it herself, but she knew that the gas was still getting worse. She felt the seat of the new pants
and it felt hotter than a pair of pants that had just been out of an oven, or at least a dryer. They were
singed from the mere pressure of having taken in all that horrid gas.

Her gas had blasted through those new pants like bullets and it was taking in a war of the
hottest, stinkiest gas known to mankind, cows couldnt compete at the level that Christina was now on.
She quickly slipped out of the jeans and got her skirt back on, and not because she wanted to leave that
room, but because she had to. The gas was going to take her too before she knew it and she wanted to
get out. As she left the gas chamber that she had left there in the fitting room, a teenage girl who had
been waiting for a spot had walked in, at first unaware of the horrendous stench around. Christina could
only smile as she heard the sound of that girls body falling within the room as she succumbed to the
ferocious stink of Christinas farting. And the best part was that for the time being, it would appear like
she had released the fart and not Christina. But the scorching hot pair of blue jeans that Christina still
had to pay for were telling a different story, it knew who the originator of the powerful, smelly winds
were. And with a girl like Christina, the lifespan of a pair of pants were not too long. Those pants would
retire early, but not after going through the war that was a typical day of covering and protecting
Christina Lopezs butt canyon and its ammunition from the world. Covering those humongous asscheeks
was like a privilege for all the denim pants that were lucky, but it also involved a lot of sacrifice and
ultimate death as the gas was always too much for them. Christina had around 20 pairs of jeans around
her room and the complex that were causalities of war from her massive farting.

After walking away from her stink zone, she went back to the shelf with the pants and began
scouting through to get a few more pairs of pants. It was a couple of minutes later when a worker for
the store came up to her and asked to speak with her. The worker noticed a distinct eggy stench around
Christina.

Excuse me miss.I am getting several complaints about yourgas. You will need to stop farting
or else youll have to leave the store. The worker insisted as Christina started looking down on the
person.

Ohsorry. I had some beans for dinner; I tend to get gassy from them. After that she then
began to giggle. At first it was unclear to the worker why Christina had thought it was funny, but it soon
became very obvious: Christina had just farted. It was as silent as it could ever be, even the popping
noise wasnt around, but the devastation from the fart was as violent as ever. The stench was worse
than garbage, rotten eggs, and spoiled milk put together, the worker suddenly was made aware of what
the other customers were complaining about. A large cloud of smelly fart gas started to surround
Christina and the worker had to back away as the smell grew greater. But like others who had gone
before her, she didnt make the end of the aisle, she had collapsed from having to breathe in too much
of Christinas gas all at once. After seeing that, Christina began to think that perhaps she had better go.
She grabbed a few more pairs of pants and started walking back to the fitting room. As she got to the
door, the rotten stench from her previous farts had compelled her not to go back in.

Perhaps I should just get to the checkout. She said to herself as she walked over toward where
Tim had been looking around. As Christina walked toward her boyfriend she was caught in another foul,
strong wind of fart gas. Tim was smiling as he walked over toward his coughing girlfriend.

Jeezdid my gas spread that far? She asked as she noticed that the gas was located in a part
of the store she wasnt located in.

I guess socouldnt have been me, hell it couldnt have been anyone. Tim responded as
Christina shook her head in response. As they headed toward the checkout, some of the customers were
looking at the couple holding hands with fear. It was unclear though why they were looking at Tim like
he was a threat too, just perhaps being acquainted with the voluptuous girl who had been cutting the
cheese had been enough. As they made their way through the perfume section of the store, a raunchy
stench began to surround the couple. The smell of fart gas that was coming from the area of the couple
was stronger than the perfume stench. Tim looked over at Christina and playfully complained about it.

That wasnt methat was. She said as she breathed in a sigh of relief, she had just emptied
out another fine batch of windy air. The stench of rotting sulfur and methane again stunk up the air with
a force that rendered all of those perfumes useless. Normally, it would smell like the perfume, but not
anymore, a green cloud of gas hung over the area once more, and a couple of patrons around the
perfume counter had passed out. Finally, they had arrived at the cashier, where the young female
worker, who had been mostly obvious to Christinas gut rumblings there in that store, began to take in
the pairs of pants that she had.

At first, everything was fine, but then the cashier touched the pair of blue jeans that Christina
had blasted some of her farts in. The girl scanned the price tag, which had been partially burned from
the heat from the fart and then her face got green. She could breathe the fiery stench from that one
SBD that Christina had laid in the fitting room. It was a good thing that this was the last item, because
there was no way that the cashier was going to ring up another item, not because she didnt want to,
but because she was puking in nearby trashcan. Luckily for Christina, the price for the items was already
up and she was able to swipe her card and pay for the clothing. A line had developed behind the two
and the cashier wasnt back at her post yet. After a couple of minutes of waiting, the cashier wasnt
going to return, and Christina had more gas at her back chute. Without any though or care for those
behind her, which included a mother with two kids and a couple of elderly people, she released another
foul beast out of her stinky cave of death. It burned out with a heat as hot as the sun.
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The effects were immediate, Tim had moved over ahead of his girlfriend while the first older guy
fell to the side. The mother and the kids began to move away as they were become very appalled at the
smell that had just occurred. The second elder woman also began to move away, but her lungs were not
built to breathe in flatulence of that magnitude, so she fell in a quick swoop. Now it smelled like both
shit and rotten eggs, but only if they were both on fire, which added a devish stench of brimstone into
the mix. Christinas fart was a monster and it spread in its strength and power out from her skirt,
creating a smell zone that filled the entire front of the store. Anyone who would have gone into that
department store in the next few hours would have been blasted in the face by the power of this 18-
year olds monster fart. Finally, Christina and Tim figured just to screw it and take the bags with the
pants and move on. Christina noticed that even the plastic bag that held the jeans were a tad warm
from just housing the pants that she had farted in. As they walked through the mall, Tim had another
idea in his head, since the night was still young.

How about a movie? He asked. Christina looked at him as if he were crazy, but just as well.
The two went into the movie theater and picked a show to watch. The scene inside the movie theatre
panned out as much as anyone would have guessed with a mega-sized girl with mega-sized gas. About
20 minutes into the movie, the ushers were on the outside of the theater had noticed several people
walking out, complaining of a gas leak. Their faces were red and they were even coughing up bits of
their lungs. After another 10 minutes, more people were walking out with the same complaints. To
them the effects was much worse.

Its like a bomb went off in there, I think someone got sick or something. One of the female
moviegoers complained. One of the ushers was sent in to investigate, but they did not return. 30
minutes after that moment, another wave of people came out, complaining of more problems with a
warm heat that made their eyes water and smelled of raw cabbage. After that, the second user began
walking into the theater and the atrocious smell of burning shit became evident to him. He looked
around and saw that most of the amphitheater was empty. But in the middle, sat a very tall girl and her
boyfriend sitting next to her. They were surrounded on all sides by people who had fallen asleep. And
even though Christina was laughing really loud during the movie, it was odd that none of these people
had woken up. The usher, curious about an answer had walked over to where Christina was seated. He
noticed that the source of the gas leak was getting stronger and though it might have been coming from
underneath where she was seated. His assumption was correct of course, just not in the way he was
thinking.

Mam.have you noticed that odor, do you know where its coming from? The usher asked, to
see if she had any clue. Christina slowly turned her cherry tan face over toward the usher, with only the
light from the movie lighting up half her face. She started smiling as she felt another powerful gush of
gas roar out of her beyond hot panties and into the seat. The seat she was sitting on could never get
used again, it was being burned by the worst farts in human history and the usher was about to get a
faceful of them.

Yep. Christina said as she began watching the usher choke under the potent gas that she had
just produced. It again smelled like burning shit and even Tim started coughing from having to smell in
all that gas. Finally, the usher succumbed to the power of Christinas gassy creation, having only survived
30 seconds of breathing in the eggiest, deadliest, most heinous fart smell in history. This one fart had
enough power to clear out the entire amphitheater with her gas. After another half dozen of her airy
gas-powered, fabric-eating SBDs both Christina and Tim agreed that the smell was too much for either
of them to handle. The problem was that the fart smell wasnt going away, or at least not quick enough.
The light that carried the movie onto the projection screen was becoming hazed by this continuous
batch of smoke that was floating around the amphitheater. Both Christina and Tim had walked out of
the amphitheater and were approached by two more ushers, who had watched the previous waves of
moviegoers leave.

Excuse medo you know whats going on in therewhy did you guys leave? One of the ushers
asked.

Huh? Christina asked, trying to play dumb.

Weve been seeing people leave this theatre for the past hour; do you have any clue to why
they have been leaving?

Why dont you go in there and see what eating beans for a few days can do to you. She
suggested as the two ushers looked at each other with odd looks. They werent quite sure what she had
meant, perhaps it was a suggestion that someone else was the originator of the smell. But just as well,
they both walked into the amphitheater and almost instantly she heard the sound of two thuds on the
ground just past the doors. Both Christina and Tim were laughing as they walked quickly out of the
movie theatre complex. After what had occurred in there, it was best for the two of them to leave the
mall so that she could stop causing people to lose unconscioness. As they made their way out of the
mall, Christina had blasted another five killer SBDs, causing roughly ten people to collapse. The events
inside the mall would gain the attention of the Bay Area media as reports of people collapsing from a
gas leak would start to circulate. Except for within the department store where the people could
obviously report that it was some girl who had released all that gas, the rest of the mall could claim that
it came from something else.

Finally, the two had arrived back at Section 26, and not a moment too soon. Things had been
rather quiet inside the complex that evening and Bill was doing better than ever after having been fed
by his daughter. He required another feeding, but not for another hour. Christina and Tim walked back
into her room and it was there that she was about to turn the camera back on and start recording some
more. Instead, Tim had purposefully turned the camera off and he approached his girlfriend who was
back to sitting on her bed.

Why did you turn the camera off? She asked.

For onceplease.I want a fart from you, just for me. Tim said, curious about what her
reaction would be. She giggled, delighted to be asked for one for once. She agreed, but laid out some
conditions.

Okaybut I want you to lie of the bed, and Im going to sit on your face. And when you get my
fart, Id better hear you eating ityou got me? She said. Tims member rose like a flagpole when he
heard that. He had been wanting a front row seat to just how bad Christinas farts were. Now was his
chance to find out. He quickly laid his body along her bed, with his head facing upwards toward the air.
Christina couldnt believe just how quick he was ready to go. She headed over toward Tim and got ready
to sit on his face, but she didnt go all the way, she stood back up and had her stomach hang over Tims
face instead. He could hear the grumbling noises inside it, it sounded like industry was going on, and this
was one factory that was producing, a lot.

You hear that? She asked.

Yes.

Thats gasthat horrendous gas, the worst gas in the whole wide world, being formulated
inside my stomach, it is forming like nothing Ive felt before, Im not just producing gas, I am creating it, I
am developing more gas in here than you can in a lifetime. And Im going to wait a few more minutes
before I give it to you. You might as well just accept it, youre staying here tonight. She said with a
devilish giggle. She walked over toward her computer and stripped out of her skirt and pants so that she
could be only in her bra and panties. Christina stood there as amazing as ever, wearing her white bra
that held her cantaloupe-sized breasts firmly in place, and her white panties, with a growing skid mark.
But to Tim, those panties had experienced the greatest flatulence ever, and were still on their way to
experience greater flatulence in the future.

She went to her Facebook page and started typing in her status the process of her farts. All
SBDs todayall of them. She typed proudly, and it was an achievement just for mankind, that someone,
a woman no less, was able to producing nearly nothing but Silent but Deadly farts for an entire day. She
figured that if she ate those spicy beans for a whole week there would be nothing left in the world,
having been gassed out by her farts. She had also updated the count of her farts, she recalled letting
them rip about 130 times that day, with about 125 of them be SBDs. The mere thought of 125 SBDs
coming out of the gassiest person alive made her get aroused. But that didnt matter, her stomach
continued to gargle and grumble as more gas was being produced, more and more. After 10 minutes of
patiently looking around, Tim heard Christina get out of her chair. He then looked over at the camera
and noticed red light, but the light disappeared as Christinas body blocked the view of the camera.
Before Tim could think any more, he felt the tremendous weight of Christinas body come down on his
face with her two basketball-sized buttocks forming a crevice for his face to look at. His eyes were
looking into darkness and he could smell the simmering stench of Christinas previous gases. He was at
the same time both aroused and worried about what was going to happen. He could hear the bubbling
come from within his girlfriend as her septic tank of a stomach was ready to release its load. It wasnt
long before Tim began to feel with his nose the movement within Christinas buttcrack. He then noticed
the stench of her gas increase several times over. She had yet to begin push her air out and already the
gas that had collected within her rectum was blasting Tim in the face, this was only gas that had stayed
in there. But that didnt matter, because as she sat there, looking straight toward the front door she
pushed her hands over stomach and began pushing on, opening up the floodgates and expelling her gas.

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Christina began blowing out of her gas the hottest, most putrid gassy wind that she had yet come up
with. Tim was ready to barf nearly a few seconds after this monster fart had begun, but he had a strong
constitution that allowed for him to keep himself from doing that. That, and the fact that it would be
disrespectful for him to throw up in the most delicious asscrack he had ever known. But he did what
Christina wanted, and began eating the warm gas as it continued to blow out. There was practically no
noise that came out from when Christina blew her fart; it was another pure silent fart. The whole thing
went on for 25 seconds and by the time the fart had reached the 10 second mark, the green pillars of
fog had already begun their ascent up toward the ceiling. The gas had blasted Tim in the face and was
already floating upward as he wasnt able to take all of it in. As the fart continued, he started breathing
more of it into his system; inhaling the fart for all that it was worth. It was like breathing and smelling in
fire, only it was a fire produced in the most sinister of forges, created by the production of bacteria
within a girl who had the capacity to churn out record amounts of flatus.

Each breathful burned the inside of his mouth, as if he were eating the spiciest food he could
come up with. He could taste the spices that were within the beans that Christina had been eating, but
more than anything, he could taste the beans. The fart had produced some a masterful creation that it
was able to recreate what she had eaten, only mixed in with a generous dose of sulfur and methane. But
it was around the 15 second mark that the gas began to overwhelm him. He was breathing in and eating
all of it, and there was still more of her stinky air to take in. As the final five seconds of the fart finished
itself, she pushed out the rest of her rectal gas as her boyfriend slowly drifted into unconscioness. As
every second passed his eyes began to close further and further until they were shut. His nose had been
on sensory overload from the raunchy stench he was smelling and mouth could taste nothing but shit,
or at least airy shit. He was a trooper for having dealt with her gas for that long of a time, but there was
simply no way that he could handle it. She could feel his body become lifeless as she finished her fart.
She started pinching her nose as she giggled around the room, waving her hand around the green fog
that was being formed. She then got up and looked at the camera, which had been rolling the whole
time the fart had been released. Before she spoke, her eyes became fixated at the camera, and the
amazement of even her, she had pushed out another potent steamer from her panties. More green fog
floated out as she started coughing from the armoic stench that she had created. She looked over at her
boyfriends lifeless body as he lay there, unable to take in anymore of what she had created. After
passing her latest bout of gas, she finally spoke before the camera.

Oh yeahtwo SBDs, and those are my worst. Hehehe. My boyfriend learned the hard way
just now, you do not want to ask me to fart on your face when I have eaten beans, you will regret
it.good night. She blew a kiss as she moved over to turn the camera off. She was enjoying this filming
experience more than ever, she was putting on a clinic on farting, one that none of those other women
in the videos she had seen would ever be able to match. But there was one last element that Christina
regretted to take into consideration, her own susceptibility to her gas. She walked around her room,
looking at Tims lifeless body and slowly her own eyes began to wonder as the burning gas was infecting
her as well, in only a couple of minutes, as the gas continued to grow in power and strength, taking over
the entire room and taking out all the oxygen within in, she had succumbed to her gas as well and had
passed out onto her bed, knocked out by her own fart gas.

Four hours later, early on Thursday morning, Tims eyes had opened for the first time, as he saw
that he was within the covers with his gargantuan girlfriend. She laid there as firm and immaculate as
ever, wearing only her bra and panties, every square inch of her magnificent body had been touched by
her gassy outbursts. He couldnt believe what he was breathing though, it was her airy farts. It was
unclear just how many she had cut underneath the covers, but it was at least ten. The stench was much
worse however than anything he had smelled from his girlfriend and he wasnt even sure how she could
produce such a foul stench that was taking over the insides of the blanket. He saw that Christinas head
though was outside the blankets and he figured that his better be too if he were to survive the humid
gas chamber that had formed underneath the sheets. All around him, everything had a residue from
Christinas gas and he could smell it all. He tried breathing in the arsenic odor as it hung over the inside
of the dark place like a warm coat, a very warm coat. The stench was enough to make him gag
profoundly, but other than that he was somehow alright.

He heard a little movement come from around him as he tried to move out of the blankets, he
finally found the edge of the bed and fell out on purpose, hitting the ground. He looked around quickly
to see where in the room he was before he made a beeline for the door and headed out into the
hallway. He went into Christinas bathroom as washed his face and tried to get his composure back up.
As he headed out, he saw the doorknob jiggle and as it opened he was concerned about what his
girlfriend was going to do in the bathroom, but alas it was only Bill. He had to use the bathroom and was
surprised to see Tim in there. Tim had explained what happened in the room, about passing out and was
wanting to know if he could stay there at least until after 4:00 in the morning when the first trains across
the bay started up. Bill told him he could sleep on the couch as he had to be in class after 9:00 on
Thursday and needed to leave the complex well before then. Bill told him that he would tell Christina
that he had to go and explain that he would be back later for the game. As Tim left the room, Bill had to
take the Febreeze can and spray down the entire bathroom from the rotten egg stench that filled it.

I guess my daughter was in here? Bill remarked at Tim as he made way to the couch.

YeahI guess so. And with that Tim was headed straight for bed once more. He had an alarm
on his watch and set it to 5:00 so that he could head to the BART station and head back over to
Berkeley.

Morning finally arrived and Christina had started the morning with your usual thunder, only it
was a very silent, but very potent thunder. There was so much airy, deadly gas that blew out of her butt
that her blanket had actually risen from the rising pressure before blowing off toward the site, leaving
the beautiful undergarment-clad Christina Lopez lying on her bed, basting in her gastronomic juices. She
laid there for a moment, proud of the offending odor she had produced. By this point, all her farts were
offending; it was just a matter of how much. The farts ranged from dreadfully offending to passed out
in five seconds offending. She noticed that Tim was gone, but even she knew about her boyfriends
schedule and she thought nothing of it. As it turned out, even she was a little scared about sleeping in
her own bed with herself, she considered herself lucky just to get up. But that was the life of the gassiest
person in the world; she knew she would have to take some sacrifices to handle her own body. She got
up out of her bed and started getting together her clothes for a shower, but then she looked at the
camera and got a different idea. Instead she went to her collection of beans and grabbed her first of two
large cans full of pinto beans. She opened up the can and poured it into the pot before turning the video
camera back on.

Christina here and last night.phewit still smells in here. I was letting out air farts all night
long and.uh..ahhhhh! There goes another one! Ive been cutting these SBDs for quite some time
now, so Im hoping that my newest batch of beans, these pinto beans will give my farts a little bit of bass
again. I must admit, although..oh wow! Does that ever stink! God Im such a stinker! I got to leave here
for a few. She was giggling through her own stench, but soon the sulfuric stench of her fart had
gotten even the best of her and she had to go. Christina said as she picked up her pot and moved out of
her room; letting the remnants of that latest smelly SBD clear out before she continued eating her
breakfast. Bill shook his head as he walked up to Christina for a feeding.

Just go in my room.just for a minute, that should be enough for you. She pointed to the door
to her room as she continued munching on her pot of beans. Bill did just that and walked over there. As
he opened the door, he was blasted by the ungodly stench that his daughter had created. He began
breathing in the heavy stench of Christinas beany blasts.

Goddamn! That reeks. Bill cried out in exaltation as he was suddenly succumbed to the stink
of the fart. Her one SBD there, and the rest of the farts she had cut was enough to cause her father to
pass out. Christina shrugged as she quickly finished her entire pot of beans, without farting amazingly
enough before going back toward her room and dragging her fathers body out and carry him out
toward the doctors office. She placed her fathers body there in the infirmary as Dr. Kevin had to look
after it. He only shook his head in disbelief as he saw that Bill was lying there on the bed.

Sowhat was it this time? He asked Christina.

He just walked into my roomand then he passed out.hehe.I guess my farts were a little
smelly. Gotta go. She said as she started running out of the room, feeling a new batch of gas forming.
Dr. Kevin shook his head again as he took Bills body and laid it on one of the three beds he had there for
injured agents. He knew that Bill was going to wake up, and usually after only an hour or so.

The way youre going, were all gonna be on these beds. He said to himself as he smelled a
little lingering odor from the SBD in Christinas room that was left on Bills body.

Christina walked back into her room and grabbed the camera, taking it to the bathroom. There
she began to set up the tripod and point the camera toward the shower/bathtub. She was going to try
something completely different, seeing that she would certainly win the crowd by this point of the
video, she was going to go for the killing stroke, she was going to drop her farts naked, and she would do
it in the shower. By this point, she was comfortable enough in front of the camera that she was willing
to bare it all for the sake of producing an amazing scene. She slipped out of the robe that she was
wearing and was wearing only her panties and bra when she turned the camera on.

Hi there.I just finished eating my beans, man did my room stink. Well, now I got a special
surprise for you, I stink! And with that I need to take a shower..too bad that its gonna stink in here
toohehe. With her white panties and bra still on, she lowered her body so that her large ass was
facing the camera. There for all the view, her asscheeks flexed as a huge amount of newly produced
flatulent gas was being formed and shipped for distribution. Her ass opened up and she farted.
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Her first fart of the morning after eating the large pot of pinto beans was her first beefy monster
in a while. For once, her fart wasnt a sinister SBD, but a large, juicy beast that roared out of her ass for
20 seconds. The force of the fart though was something that Christina hadnt accounted for. As she blew
the fart out, the hot, stinky winds of her gas had fogged up the camera lens to the point that all the
viewer could do was hear the bellowing fart as it continued. But that wasnt the end of it, the wind from
the fart was forceful enough to blow the camera off tripod and fling it to a carpeted area. The fart itself
smelt very much like a mix of eggs, shit, and broccoli, three items that she did not eat. Regardless, her
farts were smelling like those items and it stunk up the bathroom in a heartbeat. Christina looked with
concern as she saw the camera fall. As soon as the fart had subsided, she picked the camera back up and
cleared the lens before pointing it in her direction.

Gah that was a beefy one.and very pungent too. Wellnow I have a treat for you, Im gonna
take a shower and while I do that, I am going to leave the camera on so you can watch me bath myself
while releasing some stinky fartsand Ive heard that farting in the shower makes them smell moreso
well see how that goes. She giggled as she repositioned the camera and began stripping out of her
panties and bra. She could smell the eggy stench of her fart as it filled the space of the bathroom in such
a way that it was impossible for it to go away anytime soon. She positioned the camera so that it would
show her bathing in the shower the entire door; she also locked the door to the bathroom to make sure
that no one would come in. And with that she turned the facets on and began running the shower.

The first few minutes of her shower went off without a hitch. She was getting aroused just by
the feeling of the warm water blowing across her incredible body. As with most things with her, the
shower had to retrofit so that the shower head was eight feet in height, still easy for her to reach. It was
the shower of a giant, people such as Parker and Bill wouldnt even be able to reach the showerhead.
But as she started rubbing the bubbly soap across her vast tracts of land, she felt another push of gas
appear at the door to her anus, filling her anal tunnel with the water. There, as the water soaked her
enormous buttocks, she began pushing out through the wet crevasse of her ass another overpowering
fart. The fart came out with a thunderous blast, shaking the whole bathroom.
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The fart came out with far more bubbles as the air particles from her gaseous deposit had to
interact with the water that met it at the crack of her ass. Some bubbles were actually flowing out of her
ass as if she were blowing bubbles out of a bottle. The bubbles were slight brown in their color and they
stunk very much of her gas. The growing stench of her vile gas continued to fill the shower and indeed
the water element carried on her stench even more. Now it was smelling of cooked broccoli left to rot
for a couple of days. She had to wave her hands around to get rid of some of the smell but knew that it
wasnt going to help much. She went on to lather the soap around her fabulous curves as more gas
formed within her stomach. It was awestrucking just to see her move her long arms and big hands move
the soap around her immaculate tan body, cleaning it with purity of water, while standing in a shower
that already stunk like an outhouse. And the smell was only going to get worse.
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Each fart was as powerful as the one before it. The water caused an effect where the farts were
vibrated with greater efficiency. Her naked asscheeks were shaking each time that more gas had to be
pumped out and the vibration moved more soap out her buttcrack. The final fart released was as
forceful as a volcano, as a load of white foamy soap, tainted with a shitty residue of brown poured out
of her butt and cascaded into the bathtub. The air around the shower had also taken on a heavy tone of
green as it interacted with the warm bath water to create a scene where the usual haze from taking a
shower took on a whole new dimension. And then there was the smell.how to describe it? That rotten
broccoli odor was only amplified by the stench of the water, which itself had its own unique smell. The
smell was eye watering, plant-wilting, and paint-peeling. If anyone else had been inside that room, they
would have already passed out under the intensity of the stink. It was just so heavy, so armoic, it was
unbelievable how much the shower had caused the fart to smell even more. Christina turned her body
and looked over at the camera.

I could tell you how much it smells in here, but I really cant provide that well of a description,
so just trust me that it stinks in here..
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Hahaha.ha.did that one just come out of me.those beans are really going through me, I swear,
beans give me just the worst gas, you know what they say about.uh ohincoming!
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The offending odor of her gas was now overpowering everything inside the room, the green fog from
her gas was growing stronger than ever and Christina had begun to finish her showering in earnest,
knowing that her windy derrire was only going to make the experience a bit more dreadful. The look on
her face explained it all, she was proud of what she was releasing, but these farts were getting to her,
she couldnt even bathe without wanting to puke out the beans she had eaten. Another couple of
minutes had passed and another powerful surge of gas had approached. She was now nearly finished
with her shower and she felt the urge to fart once again. She squinted her eyes and braced herself for
the worse.

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fart actually started out as a rather small ripping noise, but it just kept on ripping out of her anus,
making the sound of small bubbles that were in motion because of the constant movement of her butt
flaps. The pitch of the fart continued to increase in its sound before it reached a screeching pitch. It was
only a good thing that her fart wasnt as long as some of the other ones, or else the sound of the fart,
along with the moisture of the water near her butt, would have punctured her eardrums.

Phewthat was a niceoh God. She placed her hand over her stomach and started to give
birth to a litter of satanic gassers, stinking the shower to unimaginable levels.
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All but the last fart had caused the whole bathroom to shake, and not just a little, but rather
violently, shaking some of the items off the counter. The camera amazingly had not fallen off from the
earthquake-like farts that she had cut in the shower. But it was the last one that had its own unique kick,
it was a Silent but Deadly fart, but by the sheer grace of God, it was worse than any fart that she had
released the previous day. There was simply more gas to release, even if the fart wasnt the longest of
the silent ones she had laid, there was more stink coming out of her wet anus from that fart than from
three or four of her SBDs put together. It was a gut wrenching fart in every sense of the word. After she
had cut that last smelly windy fart she had to turn the shower off and make a stumbling trip toward the
bathroom where she proceeded on unloading some of the contents from the fart. The camera
fortunately had caught all the farts, and had not shown the vomit from the ungodly stench of the
stinker, but the sound of Christina throwing up some of her beans had made the point very clear, the
beans were giving her very pungent farts. Once she was done throwing up, she walked over toward her
clothes and started putting on her white T-shirt and bright pink pants. She looked at the camera with
the look of someone who had just been fatigued and was worn out from having given birth to such
incredible babies.

Whoa.those were nicebut man do they reek. I think it stinks more in here now than it did in
my room, if you could believe that. I think those pinto beans are going to be doing wonder to my
digestive tract today, I just hope everyone survivesincluding me. She gave out one more schoolgirl
giggle before turning the camera off and walked out of the bathroom all dressed up to see a couple of
agents passed out on the floor. Parker had walked over toward Christina who was looking around with a
sly smile; she noticed that Parker had his gas mask in hand.

Looks like your handiwork reached the hallway; we need to lead-line that door or something.
Parker mentioned as waves of her fog-like green gas had filled the area around the doorframe. The
entrance to the bathroom looked like the entrance to a haunted house with the foggy entrance.

YeahI dont think you should step foot into that bathroom for a while. She giggled as she
headed off to get her stuff for school.
 I believe you. Parker replied as he slammed the door very quickly and ran away, trying to get a
little fresher air. He turned on the fumigators and started clearing out the hallway as best as he could.
Christina on the other hand got her stuff ready so that she could spend her whole day in ISS. She wasnt
looking forward to spend the day in what amounted to detention, only during the day. She had never
been to ISS, as her gas had been atrocious, just not as concentrated as it had been that week. This whole
week long bean fest was doing things to her that even she wasnt anticipating. She had recalled Dr.
Kevins comment about her gas improving in strength and coverage throughout the week and knew that
he was right about that. She also felt her insides change, in what way was unclear, but it seemed to her
that the bacteria that produced her ungodly gases were multiplying, to assist in the extra production of
her already heinous gas. Not only were her farts getting larger and longer, but they were getting
smeller. And there was a growing concern for just how smelly her farts could physically become. When it
was Christina that mattered, her farts already stunk up to high heaven, just how worse could they get?
The more smeller they got, the more Christina had wondered, just how bad could her farts stink?

But alas, it was time for her to head off to school and attend her day-long session of ISS. The
walk to school was uneventful, and by uneventful that meant she still blasted out ten farts en route to
school that were greater than any the other pedestrians along the street could ever hope on releasing,
but this was rather routine to her. She knew that her farts were only going to be getting bigger the next
three days, so even the big, earthshaking, 15-second rump blasters she was cutting through her pink
jeans were nothing to brag about. Arriving at school, Mark was there to greet her, but in a surprise move
to him, she told him that he did not have to follow her today.

First of allI still feel a little bad about yesterday, and second of all, Im in ISS all day, so I wont
exactly be going around the hallway. She giggled as she got some looks by passerbys. By now, her
dump in the school bathroom had been common knowledge and the two kids who instigated putting
the laxatives in her food were vowing never again to empower Christina like that.

WellIll be waiting just in case. Mark responded as he walked back toward his first class.
Christina grabbed a few of her books and folders so that she could work on some of her boring
assignments, since that was what she was supposed to be doing there. As she was walking toward the
ISS room, she passed by the bathroom that she had made a mess in yesterday. There was yellow caution
tape across the entrance with a sign warning students to keep out. She quickly opened the door and
stuck her head inside the doorway and to her amazement; it still stunk of her gas. Largely this was
because her fecal deposit hadnt been removed yet, so it still smelled like a bathroom. At this moment,
it smelled like a bathroom after any normal person would have been finished. As she closed the door, a
couple of janitors along with someone wearing a yellow biohazard suit approached the doorway. They
were dreading this moment, the moment that someone would have to clean out that girls bathroom.

Step away miss.that bathroom has to be cleaned. One of the janitors spoke as he brushed
Christina back away. She saw that the other janitor had a briefcase with him and she asked what that
was about.

Um.researchsomething about studying thisload. The other janitor was cut off by the
person wearing the yellow biohazard suit. He took off his head piece to reveal that it was in fact the
same government official who had spearheaded the effort to study her farts. He was grateful to see that
it was Christina Lopez herself who had delivered this load. He looked up at the towering Hispanic teen
and greeted her.
 Hello againId figure you would have had a hand in this. He said as Christinas face went all
bright.

Oh yepsomething didnt agree with my lunch yesterday, I guess I kind of trashed the place.

I passed out just by walking into it last night, usually I clean this bathroom, but after seeing
what I saw in thereno damn way. The first janitor, who was revealed to have been the only actual
janitor remarked.

WellI was in L.A. last night and got a call about an interesting deposit up in San Franso I
booked it up here thinking that you may have been behind itturns out I was right. The government
official explained.

Sorry.Ive been doing this experiment this week, eating nothing but beans for the whole
week. Me and my boyfriend have been filming the effects and I must say, these things just keep getting
bigger. Christina giggled as she said that.

Welldont be using the bathroom in that case, it smells like something died in therea whole
lot of something. The first janitor spoke.

Thats why I brought thisif you had been around Christina youd know why. Anyway, I plan on
getting some data to examine more of yoursolid.deposits. It seems we missed that the last time we
studied you. It seems your skill has improved sincehell you even look bigger.

I grew a couple of more inches since thenbut thats fine, Im the star of the basketball team.

Id be scared shitless just playing up against youbut anyhow, let me know how the bean
experiment goes, that does sound interesting. Ill let you know how this turns out, Im sure youd be
interested in it. SoIll go get these two people a biohazard suit out of my van before we approach this.
The government official finished as he saw that Christina had to go.

YeahI got to go to detention all day. She said with a fake frown.

What for?

Thisand the fact that Ive been farting too much in classbut.when you eat nothing but
beans, it happens. She shrugged, and as she did that she began ripping another potent beast.
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The roaring stench of rotten eggs and beans began to fill the area around the doorway as the
government official started breathing in the powerful stench from her fart. He could tell that Christinas
gas had been getting worse and was already gagging from the concentrated dose that her gas provided.

Christina arrived a couple of minutes before the bell rang in the ISS room. It was a feature-less
room, or somewhat at least. There were 20 desks along the walls, each with smaller walls dividing each
desk from the other. This way, the students wouldnt engage with each other, which they werent
supposed to do anyway. There were six students in the room this particular morning, four of them were
in for the day, the other two (both females) were in only until lunch. The group though became horrified
when they saw this towering giant of a girl walk into the room to begin her session at ISS. By this point,
everyone knew about what she had done the previous day. Christina reported to the desk there, where
the ISS director was watching over the class. It was a different person each day, with roughly five of
them watching the room for the day, or at least part of the day. Todays director was an older male, one
who had served in the military and had the demeanor of a drill sergeant. He wasnt that mean however,
but he expected people to behave in the room.

And what are you in for today, Miss..Christina Lopez? The director asked as he looked at the
clipboard with the names of those who were supposed to be in the room, Christina was the seventh and
last name on the list.

I left a mess in the bathroom yesterday. She said with a giggle.

And you were a nuisance to the entire school and sent roughly 50 students to the nurses
office. Ive read the report, and just to let you knowif you think yourtalents are gonna get you out,
Ive got news for you, before I was in the Marines, I was in the Boy Scouts, and the motto of the Boy
Scouts is Be Prepared.and I came prepared today. The director said with a slick smile as he pulled out
a black gas mask, likely the same one he used in the Marines. Christina shrugged her shoulders as she
headed over toward her assigned cubicle desk.

I seewell, more work for me then. She said to herself as she dropped her books and started
to sit down in the school desk seat, releasing her first bubbly fart of the day.
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A bubbly fart erupted out from Christinas pink-jean covered ass as she sat it into the poor seat. The
smell of decaying beans and eggs began to fill the area around Christina. She waved the air behind her
butt and began to take her books out while the smell of her gas began to take hold of the ISS room. The
others in the room were already breathing in the heinous smells of her gas as they placed their heads on
their desks to avoid the smell. Christina released a little laugh as she began working on her stuff.

Scuse me. She said as a couple of students moaned. It was a rather weak fart, but it cleared
out the entire room in only a couple of minutes. This was only the very beginning too, as the students
were soon finding out. As the bell rang, the director announced that the students had to keep quiet for
the entire day as they were being punished for what they were doing. They were told to work on school
work and to remain at their seat. Every now and then, the students could hear a grumbling noise come
from Christinas cubicle desk. It also wasnt a surprise that no one sat next to Christina, hell just looking
at her incredibly attractive, yet deadly butt sent shivers down the spines of some of the students, who
were not exactly immaculate. These were troublemakers, the real kind, and they were getting worried
by seeing Christina there and hearing her stomach process the contents of the breakfast. Even if she had
thrown up her meal back there in her bathroom, there was still more than plenty to fuel her digestive
system for the morning. It was a half hour after her first fart that the pressure had reached its decision
point. Looking around her in the mostly quiet room, she slowly leaned her ass to the right and let loose.
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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!

Ahhhcomeon! One of the students, a senior black kid who had been sent for making some
remarks to his teacher the previous day, had said in displeasure. The sound of Christinas fart had
vibrated her seat and gave off a bubbling noise that sounded like a soup boiling in water. But the kids
displeasure was soon amplified by having to smell the heinous stench that the fart produced. It was a
heavy, eye watering stench that smelt of her beans and shit.

Sorry. Christina said as she leaned over and released another devastating ripper.
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The fart sounded like a buzz saw, which was busy cutting her seat into pieces. The force of the fart was
strong enough to leave a slight burning sensation in her asshole and that wasnt just from the heat, but
from the sheer force of the gas. She started pinching her nose when she began breathing in the
additional dosage of raw eggy stench. But she couldnt hunch over from her smell that soon enough.
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Oh yeahthat feels soooo much better. Christina said in jubilation as she felt the burden of
her building gas being released. The smell from these farts was as expected, downright horrid. The haze
that her gas was known for had started to build up in the room and it was enough to cause one of the
females there in the room to attempt to throw up. The director though had caught her and told her to
get back in her seat and hold it in. He waved the air around him and breathed in the atrocious odor of
the fart, but surprisingly had no real effect from it.

If you think that is going to affect anyoneyou got another thing coming. Ive been trained to
handle smells worse than thatwhile that is a vile smell; its nothing to compare to the smell of bodies
burning in the hot sun. And the rest of you guys are going to stay in here and suffer. This is ISS dammit, if
this gets you from coming back in here, then so be it. The director shouted out to the entire room as
Christina was getting a little iterated by the guy. It turned out that he was much more of a hard ass than
she had given him credit for, but it was her remark following that got his blood boiling.

Is that a challenge then? She remarked about his susceptibility to her gas.

Ms. Lopez, you are allowed to play in your game tonight, only if you stay in here all day. Try
what you want, but if you leave this room then you dont play. Contemplate that while you release your
farts. The director snapped back at her as he walked back to his desk. Inside Christinas stomach, she
could feel more bubbling within. After another five minutes, she leaned her butt over and dropped out
three of her worst farts in quite some time. Each fart lasted for 15 seconds as it shook her seat. A
baritone blast sounded as a foul egg-swamp odor burned Christinas nostrils. Two more followed each
louder and longer than the last, she was destroying the air in the room.
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These toxic bass bombs echoed throughout the ISS room as the hellacious odor burned everyone's
noses. The other students were hacking their lungs out trying not to gag. Still the director soldiered on
as his stomach threatened to revolt. In fact, he walked over to the window and opened it in an attempt
to get rid of the smell. As soon as he sat back down in his seat he felt the ground around him shake.
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Challenge accepted. Christina said to herself as she lowered her ass from its leaning position
back to where it was seated in the warm seat. The sexy wind from her tight ass was so potent that the
fart overpowered the smell of the opened window air. It filled the senses of everyone in there with its
imposing odor. It felt as if this sexy girls fart was letting everyone know that her ass can be raunchy and
deadly. But the first ray of sunlight for those in the room was let in; the bell ending the first period had
rung, now only six more periods with this extremely flatulent girl.

The next two periods featured more of the same antics by Christina. Every few minutes, she
would lean her ass over, in either direction, to release another rumbling power fart. Each fart lasted a
minimum of five seconds and there was no real evidence that her farting was going to end. Dr. Kevin
had announced to Parker earlier that day, but not with Christina listening, that the number of farts
Christina would be able to produce from one can of beans would increase each day with her diet, so if
she were to drop 40 farts from one can one day, she could do 50 the next. And Christina was very aware
that her stomach was churning out more and more. Within the second period there were about 12 farts,
and in the third there were 14, but none were as bad as the final one she had to release in the already
gas-covered room. Just as the bell was about to ring following the third period, Christina leaned over
and began pushing out an airy, gassy fart that burned through her panties and pants like a fireball.
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It was a foul beast, one that was worthy of praise by any admirer of flatulence. The gas that flowed out
from this one left a lingering taste of beans to all who smelled it. It didnt just smell like rotten eggs, it
stunk of the pinto beans that Christina had eaten and it effervesced within her stomach to formulate a
deadly smell. A couple of the students who were nearest to her had laid their hands down and were
fallen asleep. The others were coughing and hacking as they tried to breathe in this latest batch of
flatulent gas. The director amazingly enough was holding firm in his position, he still didnt have to put
on his gas mask. But it was a couple of minutes later, as the bell rang for the third period that he let out
a couple of coughs to the strength of this growing fart.

The next period featured more of the same antics for Christina, as she continued to pass gas.
But the part that worried the students in the ISS room was more when she was going to fart. Sometimes
she had a timed schedule as when the gas would form in her stomach and need released, and other
times it was more random. There would be a five minute break in between farts and then a one minute
break in between the next ones. Then there would be a three minute break. This kept the troublemaking
students in the room, the five who werent passed out yet as to guessing when the next explosion was.
It was like being told that a fire alarm was going to go off, but not being told when exactly the loud
blaring noise would be heard. Each of Christinas rumbling farts shook her seat and echoed across the
walls of the lifeless room, and the smell that would emit itself from her anus would only add to the
curious collection that had been collected within that room. It was after the fifth period that it was
finally time for lunch. As Christina got up to get her food out of her locker (in this case, the students had
to go get lunch and then bring it back to the room, with the two girls not coming back afterwards) she
felt another pounding of gas appear and decided to release her fart as she got up from her seat.
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Two swamp-gas smelling, sulfuric monsters rattled out of her ass and onto the seat, assaulting the
students with its sinister stench. Christina just shrugged it off and walked out toward the door.

God girlhow many times do you have to fart? One of the boys who was in that room asked
as she got ready to get her lunch.

Ive counted about 42 so fart.umI mean so far. She giggled.

Jesus.what causes them to smell so bad tooI meanjust damn!

I ate a large can of beans for breakfast this morningbeans ALWAYS gives me gassorry. She
said as she walked out of the room. At first there was nothing, but then another violent smelling fart
started to float around the room. She had cut a massive SBD there in the room just as she left, leaving a
lingering odor of her beans within the room. The other students asked to leave to get their lunches and
the director allowed them to go out to embrace some cleaner air. As they left, the director, who had still
been holding out, began to cough violently as the smell from Christinas gassy outbursts had started to
take their hold over him. He was a brave warrior, and being able to stand smelling all those farts was an
accomplishment, but even he knew that the smell from these gassers were not for the faint of heart.

Christina walked back into the room with a lunch bag and as she emptied the contents of the
bag the students all around her had their jaws dropped, they could not believe what they were seeing
that Christina was eating for lunch, it was more beans. She took out two normal-sized cans of pinto
beans and a can opener along with a full carton of milk and a thermos full of her protein shake. She
could already feel the added protein in her muscles and system from just the consistent diet for that
week, and her mouth was salivating from the nourishment her beans was going to give her, not to
mention the gas. And like a fat kid eating cake, she began munching on the beans, while hearing her
stomach process the food into its system. In about twenty minute she was finished with her entire meal,
dropping out a strong and powerful belch into the air, BBBBBBBBBUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRPPPPPPPP!

Ahhthat hits the spot.and the bottom. She leaned over and ripped her first new juicy fart.
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A long, 15-second bubblier shot out of her butt with a strong warm wind that filled the room with the
stench of her newly digested beans. The students were quickly realizing just how quickly the beans
when through her system, and they could smell the effects too. This new batch of beans had created a
fart that had a vile stench to it. The smell of rotten milk and garbage hung over the room with such an
overpowering authority that none of the students could bare to stand the smell. They had their head
laid down upon their desks as they tried to get away from the potent stench. But Christinas farting was
just beginning and even the director had been caught off guard at the vileness of her first fart.

That is sick! One of the male ISS students announced as he waved the air around his face and
pinched his nose.
 Nothat was weakthis is sick. She leaned her ass over, this time showing her pink-pants
covered ass toward the student as she began grunting with the force of newly fermented gas.
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True to her word, this fart was infinitely more powerful. Just everything about it was larger, the sound,
the length, the smell. The gas from the fart had been building in both speed and power, and a haze had
filled the room, condensation dripping down the windows had been formed from the heat of her gas. A
deep groan escaped her body as the fart vibrated her seat. More of the beany scent could be felt and
smelt around the room, an unholy beany scent. The smell was more putrid than before, there were only
so many ways it could be described, but none of them did justice. Perhaps the classification of Christina
Fart Smell was acceptable to the smell in that room, but a telling sign was that both that student and
another had suddenly lost their ability to keep their lunch in and used a nearby trashcan to throw up,
prompting the director to chastise them. And even as he did this, Christina could tell that her gas was
having an impact on the director, by the way he gagged and coughed during his rant.

If I see you two move again from your seats, unless you are dying you stay put, after the crap
you pulled a couple of days ago you are lucky to not be serving OSS (Out of School Suspension.) As for
you Ms. LopezCOUGH.you have to remain in your seat too, remember, if you think youre
leavingCOUGH.COUGH.because of your farting.COUGH.COUGH.you cant play..COUGH.in
your game tonight. The director, as hard of hard ass as ever, exclaimed as he walked back toward his
seat. He had started to gag as he smelt the growing strength of Christinas fart. The air temperature in
the room had gone up from the added sulfuric stench that was caused within the fiery bowels of this 72
large Hispanic teen. But nonetheless, he was instant on keeping his composure, even as he took out his
black gas mask and started stroking it, thinking about using it.

The next period brought more of Christinas farting, about 15 more of them. Each of the farts
hadnt matched the potency of the first two she ripped since she ate the beans, but they were getting
more and more frequent and that meant that even a minor smelling fart (which was a raunchy, killer fart
to most people) could stink up the room even quicker. She had farted so much that day that the room
smelled of her farts continuously, even if five minutes had passed since her last explosion, it still smelt
like three of her farts put together, and that made all the difference. The students in the ISS room were
getting more used to the powerful odors that the farts had created and they had become susceptible to
her farts. But their susceptibility to her farting was about to be tested as the bell rang in the seventh and
final period of the day. For the whole day, Christina had had to make do with doing various assignments
and writing and busy work. She had also kept a diary, documenting the effects of her gas within the ISS
room which she had planned on reading on camera later on. At last, the explosion of gases that she had
been awaiting since she ate her lunch had arrived and it had caused a severe pain within her stomach.
She felt like she had to shit, but she knew that shitting was an option, so she would just have to wait for
the shit to form into a more fine gas, or at least a shitty gas that wasnt all solid or liquid. It was always a
moment she anticipated, when the violent explosion of gases within her stomach really upped her gassy
ante. It was at this moment that she was really armed and dangerous, she now had load of flatulent gas
at her disposure and she was ready to use it. She didnt even lean her butt this time, deciding to catch
her victims off guard as the seventh period began.

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A long seat shaker came out, as the sound of noxious gas bubbles coming into the contact of her plastic
seat and her tight clothing created a loud noise that sent shivers down even her spine. This was a rather
hefty fart and the smell it generated was hefty as well. But she knew that this wasnt it. While still
seated in her seat, she cut another four juicy farts, all in succession of each other.
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Oh mythose beans are really working through me. Christina said with a giggling sensation
within her. This was contrasted with the moaning that was now taking place from the ungodly stench
that had formed in the room. By this point, Christinas farts were nothing short of a massive plume of
thick dirty smog that seeped out of her ass in humongous quantities that filled the ISS room in seconds.
The farts were like a deep growl from some ancient monster deep in the belly of Christinas massive
intestinal system. The stench was satanic; it was more powerful with each eruption and spewed more of
its toxic odor around the room. Those who hadnt lost their lunches were rushing to the trash can as
they proceeded to lose their lunch. The two who had thrown up earlier that day had stayed exactly in
their position. The director for the first time all day had decided upon putting on the gas mask, meant to
handle breathing in horrid gases from warfront situations. The students were now fearful, if their
director was putting this on, meant to deter him from breathing in the horrendous stenches of biological
warfare, who knew what they were in for. And Christina could feel the gurgling within her stomach as
she was feeling an infinite amount of toxic, infernal gas forming within her. One of the five students,
another who hadnt spoken to her had asked another question.

ComeonI hope that is the lastjeez, why did you eat that can of beans, the way youve been
going. He complained. By this point, none of the students were busy with their schoolwork, how could
they, with the gas that Christina was releasing, they were all anticipating the ringing of the final bell.

Ha! The last, hardly! I ate beans because I CAN eat beans. What are you going to do about it?
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Christina's latest long fart was so potent it ate away at the walls of the room, there were cracks of paint
starting to chip off the white wall, not noticeable to the unaided eye, but to someone looking close at it,
it was. The thick fumes from her gas were spilling out of her panted behind and spreading across the
room, with the stench of rotten eggs, lots and lots of rotten eggs. The force behind this latest fart was
enough to fill the room with a growing green and yellow haze that was causing every hair on all those
students to rise up with the breath of a warm summers breeze across them. Only that warm summer
breeze was the scent of a titanic girls digested lunch.

Oh comeon girl.that is horrid! The kid screamed as Christina started waving the air around
her, laughing for a minute or so as the fart stench continued to multiply throughout the room. But the
gas production within Christinas body was still ongoing and she was not finished with her farting. A
couple of minutes after she had released that previous fart she started on a farting fit.
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Four more bombastic bubbliers came out of her ass as the smell in the room grew deadlier. It
smelled more like the milk she had drunken plus the protein shake that she had taken for lunch. All of
these items were mixing with her beans to produce a greater and greater smell. While her beans were
the forefront of the stench, people often forgot the other two gas-producing partners.

Ahhhmilk does a body good. Christina cried out as she waved around the room the vicious
fog that had settled from her farts. Now, the same person who was asking her questions had passed out
from the sheer force of the gas while the other four students were coughing and complaining about the
smell even more. The director continued to sit as he breathed through his gas mask. But Christina wasnt
over just yet. She stood up and placed her hands on her hips as she began to let rip another fart.
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She let go of a tremendous sloppy wet fart that kept droning and splattering on. Quickly the insides of
the ISS room were starting to grow even warmer and damper with her latest release, and in seconds the
smelly moisture was dripping down the insides of the window shaking the walls of it. She took a deep
breath and grunted, finally bearing down on her fart and intensifying it. It changed from a sloppy
splattery sound to a sloppy roar, and the gas visibly began filling the room in a brown steamy fog. The
other four students were now knocked unconscious from the force of the fart. She was laughing to
herself as she felt a slight bit of relief.

Ahhhthat feels so good. That milk is really wrecking up my insides. Ill go sit back down.
Christina said as she continued to crack up under the amusing sight of seeing her gas destroy the room.
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As she sat down in her seat another fart exploded from her insides. She was now venting out gas more
potent than from factories, the insides of that room were heading to levels that were worthy of EPA
bans.

Not gonna work! The director said through a muffled voice underneath his gas mask. He
looked over at the unconscious students and felt that having them be knocked out was the best thing
for them. It was now 30 minutes before the final bell rang and Christina had to stay in there to keep
herself in the basketball game. It was another five minutes before the motions inside her stomach were
coming back to haunt her in a more heinous way than ever, she was developing stronger concentrations
of the gas compound that she was capable to producing. She felt another surge of gas form from within
her and proceeded to lean over to her side as she expelled her latest batch of gas.
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The directors gas mask was still holding as it was helping him fight off the fumes coming out of
the fiber-charged farts that Christina had been releasing. The smell in the room was starting to even get
to Christina who knew that she had to contain herself so that she would be able to leave the room
conscious. But now wasnt the time for her to think about that, the churning in her stomach was
indicating to her that she had to drop from farts. She reached forward and leaned against the wall near
her desk with both of her strong arms and grunted again. Feeling the gas charge up, she ripped ass.
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The fart sounded like a combination between an earthquake and a plane engine taking off, sloppy and
as wet sounding as ever. The force of her fart shook the walls of the ISS room harder and the window
was producing an ample amount of condensation from all the humid, milk-powered gas that she was
releasing. She started coughing as she began smelling the corrosive fart through the room, she looked
over at the ISS director and he looked straight ahead toward her with a stoic look from behind the gas
mask. She shrugged her shoulders and started feeling perhaps the greatest sensation of the whole day,
an incredible surge of gas into her rectum. There was likely more gas forming right there than from any
human for an entire day. It was said that the normal human released some 40 quarts of flatulence a day,
she was packing more than 50, this was going to be an epic blast!

She had to get into the proper position for this one. She walked over toward the directors desk,
at this point she had already exerted her dominion over the room, she just had to give the killing stroke.
She looked at the directors gas mask covered face and began to point her enormous, basketball sized
asscheeks square toward his face. The tight pink fabric of the pants was straining these moist and putrid
buttocks as she aimed them in his face. Surprisingly, the director made no move; it was as if he was
ready to prove to her that he was willing to face anything she threw at him. But Christina was not ready
to make such concessions, she finally felt the beginning of the gas bubble enter her sphincter, she
started looking up in the air with her black hair flowing down across the back of her head as she focused
all her concentration to release what would be one of her best farts ever, and a true blue-ribbon winner!

Excuse me.I gotta fart! She giggled as she pushed open her asshole and let loose.
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Christina blasted a huge rattling fart directly toward the directors face. The gas was starting to
take on a very moist quality. The enormous fart was so thick and putrid; it left her nose dripping with
moisture. The fart went on for a minute and 15 seconds, it drained all her energy out as she released
this potent beast. Even she could not believe just how long this thing went, only a person like her with
the muscles she had to push out this beast could last this long, keeping the fart at a consistent pitch as it
ripped out of her butt as the most violet eruption to have ever escaped a humans backside. Potent
would be an unfair word to use, it was worse than that. Pungent? Heinous? Atrocious? These were all
unfair words; this fart had surpassed those words. Christinas butt began to heat up as she let out the
powerful fart, the pants straining to absorb all of the fumes. The smell was a powerful monster that
robbed a person of all available oxygen, forcefully removing it from them and substituting it with the
stench of a thousand rotten eggs simmering in a pot on the stove. It smelt like burnt cabbage on steroids
inn that room, along with anything else that could produce such a dreadful smell. It felt like the sun was
positioned within her butt and for a minute it felt as if she was farting out the sun. It was far stronger
than any of the other farts she had cut likely that entire week. This was the culmination of every fart she
had cut up to that point.

The room shook as the loud blast blew out of Christina's butt, blasting the directors face so that
it pushed his whole body from where he was seated over. The glass of the window had shattered from
the pressure and humidity as she released more gas. The fart was truly off the scale, and the smell
wasnt none to better. It smelled of rotten eggs, beans, milk, and her protein shake, amplified to the
100th exponent. It was too incredible of a smell to even comprehend, this was not a fart that was
possible from just the two cans of beans she had for lunch, this was a byproduct of the entire week. No
one could have been prepared for such a huge and sudden assault. The room trembled from the fart as
the air in the room, already polluted by her gas was turning deadlier by the second; the stench from her
fart was already travelling down the hallway and impacting students in nearby classrooms. The air inside
the ISS room had turned dark brown and yellow as the air smelled of the stench of Christina's flatulence.
Christina finally had to take a deep breath as she finished pushing out this behemoth of fart. As the fart
had finished, she had felt a bowel movement approach her insides, but there was no way that she was
going to let off another steamer in the toilet.

Ha! Pardon me! I passed gas. She laughed as she reviled in the record-setting fart that she had
just released. She was even more pleased that the video camera that had been recording in that room
since she walked into it was still unfazed from the farts that she had dropped. She had Mark set up the
camera and have it run throughout the day as it recorded what was likely to be some pretty good farts,
they just didnt know how good it would be. Christina could wet herself just thinking about what kind of
reaction she would get for releasing such a monster, but at the moment there were more pressing
matters, the thick brown air around her was produced by her, but couldnt be used for her oxygen, she
had to find a way to keep breathing before the end of class. She placed her nose underneath her shirt as
she tried to breathe a little air while moving around to the directors fallen body. Unfortunately for her,
the fart smell had infiltrated every spot underneath her shirt too. She noticed that the director was still
on the ground and hadnt gotten up, so she walked over toward his fallen body and started to take off
the black gas mask, to find out that the thing wasnt working for him. She took the mask and started
wearing it herself. She could taste a little of the breathe that the director had let out in there, but
instead of feeling icky about it, she was rather fine with it since it signaled to her the last breathe that
the director took before he surrendered to her gas.

The last 25 minutes passed rather quietly, her stomach had relaxed a bit after having released
that final blast. She was far from done from ripping ass, but she could take a break for now. She saw the
clock tick toward the final bell and anticipated the moment in which she could leave the room. She
removed the camera and allowed for it to fit in her backpack as she packed away all her stuff and stood
there by the entrance of the door, looking back at the five unconscious students and the one
unconscious ex-Marine director as they had all fell victim to her gastronomical prowess. Just before the
bell went off, she took off the gas mask and threw it back over the fallen body of the director. At long
last, the bell rang and she began to open the door, only to find the door opening up on herself. It was
the dean of students and the principal, wanting to look inside after hearing a loud thunderous blast.
They knew Christina was in there and wondered what was going on. They opened up the door to find
the cherry, tall Hispanic teenager standing there in the doorframe as she looked down upon the two
facility members with her white T-shit and tight pink pants on and smiled at the administrators.

Whats going on in here? The principal asked, realizing the answer as he spoke the question.

I farted. She smiled as she saw the two administrators pass out from the exposure to her gas.
They hadnt even walked into the ISS room and the gas was too much for them. The students who were
nearby had yelled as they saw who was walking out. The hallway already stunk heavily of her farts, it
was just not as bad as within that ISS room, which even after 25 minutes still reeked of the inside of a
septic tank, but again that may be too generous of a description. Regardless of how ghastly of her fart
could be described, she knew that her punishment was over and she walked over toward the athletic
wing of the building to begin getting ready for her basketball game. As she walked down the hallway,
she again passed the bathroom that she had used where the government official was still working.

The powerful smell of her dump there had lessen considerably as they took hefty pieces of her
harden crap out for analysis. She saw the government official standing there by the doorframe, as he
was now out of his suit. By this point, the air inside the bathroom was much more tolerable. Christina
had noticed that the stronger stench in the hallway was coming from her latest present in the ISS room
rather than in the bathroom. She was smiling when she approached the government official.

ChristinaI heard something down that way. The government official said.

Yepthat was I me, I had to let a big one riphehe.he. She said giggling.

Yeah, well you had to let a big one drop in there, weve been there all day and we still havent
retrieved it all.

Sorry.

Nawdont be. Your crap could provide some invaluable data on your digestive system, data
we couldnt obtain during your fart experiment. The only regret I have is that I wasnt here yesterday.
The government official explained before he was cut off by another rumbling sensation within
Christinas stomach.

Hmmthat didnt feel right. Christina said as she looked down at her stomach and rubbed it.
 What doesnt?

That you dont have any raw data to work with.I think that last fart cleared out my system,
but I feel some crap forming. I think I have to take another dumpohbut the school said I really
shouldnt.

What?! You do? That would be great.we could really use some a new perspective behind your
bowel movements. Evidence for research is much better when its.new. The government official said
as Christina began laughing. Before she went to practice for the basketball team, she was going to
unload another dump, probably not as big as yesterdays but enough that she had her camera on her, so
she was going to do some filming to.

SureI feel a nice one coming. She agreed on going back into the bathroom and unloading
another dump. The inside of the bathroom had been cleaner than earlier in the morning and the three
toilet stalls around the one she used were still out of commission, but there were still three more for her
to use. The government official was getting excited, along with the other worker who had been
researching the crap with him, now he was going to see Christina in action, for the first time since he
had laid his eyes on that 18-year olds crap back there in the Section 26 bathroom, back where it all
started. She took out the video camera and opened up one of the remaining stalls that hadnt been
touched by her previous shitty episode and aimed it into the stall.

Hey thereits Christina and after those farts there in the detention room, I got a nice load
coming. Now, as with everything else with me, my dumps are big as well, so well see if this toilet is able
to handle what I have coming. But if history is any indicator, I will win over the toilet. Christina giggled
as she took off her pants and panties and slid them down by her ankles. She then began to sit on top of
the poor toilet seat, this time for the whole world to watch. She wiggled her rotund rump into the toilet
seat as she moved the vast cheeks around the toilet to prepare for her load. Then, a deep rumble
started from far inside, rumbling and groaning towards the inside of the toilet bowl. Suddenly her
sphincter tensed up for a moment, and a few seconds of silence followed.

"Oh!" Christina uttered, and at the same time her big ass blasted a loud, long and smelly fart,
vibrating against the toilet as her anus sputtered with thick butt gas. A visible blanket of stench spread
across the bathroom filling it with another yellow fog. The fart smelled far more of shit this time as it
was right before the coming of another Christina Lopez dump. She then let fly another gross fart, blaring
loudly from between her flesh orbs and exposing its smelly reach around her.
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The massive 10-second stinker was even more smeller than the last and the government official, who
had been looking at the camera while in the bathroom with Christina was starting to get a hard on as he
heard this massive schoolgirl cut loose another juicy blast.

Christina sighed with relief and as a smile crawled across her face, she rubbed her stomach with
one hand and pulled a firm buttcheek apart with the other. A short silent moment passed before her
anus domed out. She then pushed out another round of belly gas, filling the toilet bowl with the most
toxic form of vapors it had ever encountered. She released a he sigh of relief that was drowned in the
explosive sound of her latest fart. The government official could already tell that Christinas butt blasts
had increased in power since the last time they met. But now the rumbling in her stomach began to
pound against the lining of her stomach. All her stomach acids were bubbling as it was fermenting
another volley of potent gas, but a large load of crap was waiting in the wings too. One thing that was
becoming more common knowledge was the enormity of Christinas colon. The crew that went inside of
her ass had determined that the colon was around eight inches long, much longer than the normal
human and one important reason as to why there was so much gas and shit coming out of her, she had
a large space to contain it.

Christinas powerful bowels, healthy appetite and high metabolism combined always made her
visits to the toilet long-lasting, big and stinky, and the world was soon about to find out first hand. Her
stomach started murmuring in a strange, low groaning sound, followed by a pocket of gas to move from
the filled void of her colon to her ass once again. She moaned slightly and pulled her knees up below her
chin, slipped her hands into her panties and grabbed each of her rotund buttcheeks and spread them as
she relaxed her nether gate. Immediately the gas escaped with great force, causing her anus to make an
obscenely loud and bassy fart sound as it vibrated from the pressure.
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Oh yeah! Christina said with a sly smile as she fanned her hands before her butt as she
stretched her legs again, wiggling her toes. Those pinto beans were starting to infiltrate her system with
something fierce. She put one hand on her stomach. It was hard and clearly distended to the touch, and
she suddenly started to feel very bloated, and an urgent need to fart again hit her. To relieve the
pressure, Christina pushed with her ass again, breaking loose with two wet, bassy farts. BRUUPPPLLL!
BBBBROOOOMPPPH! Her rotund butt fluttered as the gas pressed itself forcefully from her anus. As
soon as she did it, she knew it was a sign her dump was still on its way. The government official hadnt
believed what he was seeing as he heard these movements come from the gassy girls stomach.

Christina then began to release some silent toxic spurts from her butt as she felt the pressure in
her stomach getting the best of her. There was definitively a very huge load pushing against her anus, it
having accumulated in her bowels for that whole day, with all the pinto beans she was eating, she had
more for breakfast and lunch than one would have in a week. With a sigh, she turned around and
backed up to the toilet. Her hands reached behind and pulled her panties off her hips and down to her
knees, then she stuck out her now bared butt and sat down. Her ass spread out as it made contact with
the seat, and her cheeks sunk down into the toilet bowl, spreading enough to expose her puckered
butthole.

Sorry guys that this is taking a bit longer, I guess I just had a lot more gas to get rid of before
the big stuff comes. She giggled as she leaned forward with her big breasts hovered over her knees, she
closed her eyes and relaxed her anal gates. Almost immediately, her anal vent opened, as she released
some loud, long pre-dump farts, rattling inside the toilet and echoing off the bathroom walls; these
being even heavier smelling then the previous ones. As it turned out, these were her pre-dump farts; the
previous ones that she had dropped were merely farts. As her bowels were opening up, a short hissing
sound could be heard as Christina was dumping out all the piss from the milk she had drunken. She
giggled even more, very much proud of the the gaseous explosions erupting from her shapely bum.
Wiggling her hips on the toilet she allowed her cheeks to spread open some more, then she pressed
slightly on her abdomen. This was enough to get the hulking mass of crap sitting in her intestines to start
the descent to freedom. PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFFFBBBBBBBBBBBBTTTTTTTTTTTTT
PPPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT. As her butt sputtered with some more farts she pressed
her hands harder into her stomach, bulging from the load of waste she was about to unload and pushed
with her butt as well, resulting in a couple of grunts. The turtlehead of her first actual log began moving,
as her anus flowered open with a wet kissing sound to unload her first long snake of muck into the
toilet. Straightening, she arched her back, causing the dry turd to yield in its stubborn resistance and
slowly be expelled. A small moan of pleasure escaped her lips, as it crackled, announcing its presence.

Ahhhere we go. She said in relief as she pushed open with a giant, shitty fart.
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The log thickened against Christinas anal cavity; it also seemed to be gaining speed. It touched the
water, hit the bottom, curling aroundand still it came. Unlike yesterdays laxative-induced dump this
was going to have more solid pieces in it as the stench of Christinas sulfuric masterpiece had continued
to fill the bathroom with much stink. The government official, it a smart move decided to leave the
bathroom as Christina continued with her load. The emptying feeling in her bowels was like none other,
but the truly amazing thing was how much bulk was still in her. Her anus still stretched around the thick
beast, pumping it into the poor toilet beneath her. She pushed hard, her stomach tightening from the
effort, and her big tits bouncing lightly. The log broke off and slid into the water without a sound, due to
its length and weight. The last part of it still stuck out of her ass though, like a big brown butt plug. It was
a pleasant feeling. This was a pleasant dump to Christina, a difference from yesterday. Yesterday she
was in pain, today she was enjoying it. With the first big log out of her, the floodgates seemed to have
been opened, as log after huge toilet-filling log broke noisily out of her ass, interspersed with loud,
uninhibited farts reverberating against the porcelain walls of the toilet.

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Another violent fart came out as the insides of the bathroom, which had only smelt like regular
bathroom before was back at the same toxicity levels as the previous day. The avalanche of crap kept
coming and coming in a seemingly endless stream, for what felt like several minutes. As she craped, she
held her hands on her belly, feeling and hearing it churn and move. Eventually the plops, farts and
splashes began to lessen in frequency, and after a while Christina could again control the expulsion if
she wished. This lasted for another few minutes as more logs and watery turds were expelled from the
demonic beast that was Christina Lopez. The air inside the bathroom had once again been tainted by the
fiercest flatulence ever, and it was only after she was finished that the sound in the room had calmed
down to only the sound of her moving around. Finishing up, she winced from the smell. Feeling a lot
better though, she rolled off a long length of paper. She wiped just a few times, it having been a rather
dry shit, tossing the wads on top of her huge offering in the toilet. Then, she pulled back up her panties
and stood up. She then took a deep look into the toilet; her dump had filled the toilet nearly to the seat
itself. Steaming from the bowl was an actual plume of fog rising with the stench of Christinas massive
dump. She had to pinch her nose as she took in the incredible stench of her load. It was a dump that any
human would have been proud of, but to her it was merely ordinary. She looked into the toilet with
great pride and made an effort to make sure that the audience saw her present to the San Francisco
sewer system too.

Thatthat my friends is a dump. I would call it apple dropping, but I think the more appropriate
term would be apple pilling it. That is a dump that cannot be flushed. It was entirely poop and dry
porcelain in sight, with wads of paper on top. Just for demonstration purpose, she pulled the lever, and
then she placed her hands over her hips with pride and the camera watching and saw as nothing
happened. The water swirled around, rose dangerously high, then with a chugging and loud gurgling
from her toilet it sank down, but did not cope with all of her large mess. Inside, the brown and green
crap that was a composition of bricks and apple-sized logs along with a mixing of her piss remain inside
as strong as ever. The toilet was officially clogged, filled with the bounty of Christinas excrement. The
government official would have his sample to investigate.

Oh geeI clogged the toilet.again. This is rather small compared to some of my better ones,
but it was nice to get this little dump out of me. Now, its time for me to get ready for the basketball
game, now that I have this crap out of me I can get ready to fill my stomach up with another large can of
beans. Yepits gonna be a stinky game! She giggled as she took one last look into the destroyed toilet
bowl and took a nice whiff of her shitty mess. It stunk of her deadliest farts, all solidified into a
masterpiece. She walked out of the bathroom where the government had to take refuge while Christina
did her business. Outside with the official, the dean was also positioned, curious as to why the director
of ISS was out cold in the room. She started laughing up a storm when she came out of the bathroom,
with a shitty wind blowing out and filling the hallway with her rotten egg stench.

AlrightI got some raw data for youvery raw. Christina said as the government official got
into his biohazard suit as he prepared to examine Christinas load. The dean however was none too
pleased about the location of the ISS director and how he got there. He started talking with her as the
government official walked into the bathroom with his yellow suit on. After a few seconds, there was a
staggered sound as the official had to take in the stench for a moment.

WellI got gassy again. He said he was able to handle it. She said shrugging her shoulders as
she caught wind of her latest gassy dump, filling the hallway with its potent stench, clearing out any
surrounding oxygen.

I was told you are doing some sort ofexperiment, thats what the guy from the government
was telling me. The dean asked Christina.

Oh yeahIm eating nothing but beans for a week. She giggled as she felt the insides of her
stomach churn up even more. She then realizeddidnt she tell him that yesterday? It seemed that her
gas in the office yesterday that passed him out also made him forget.

Wellif you are planning on eating beans, the school has askedno has requested that you
take a day off tomorrow. The dean said with a frank tone in his voice.

Really? She said, very excited about such an idea.

Yesthat way we can give the students a chance to breathe, and find out how the hell we are
going to clean up that bathroom. If you finish yourtest and come back to school a bit less gassy, we can
just call this an excused absence and call it a day. Can you do that? The dean said as Christina shook her
head with enthusiasm.

Well goodCOUGH.Im glad we got that done. So, well see you Monday, hopefully in a better
mode. The dean was showing physical discomfort as he breathed in the toxic stench of her gas. The gas
was becoming too much for him, as expected after Christina had laid a steamy load into the toilet. As he
left, the government official came out and took off his head cover as he started taking in a deep breathe
of some oxygen that hadnt been fouled by her dump.
 Good Lord Christina! That is one healthy sized dump, compared with yesterday; the data is
much richer. We are going to analyze that dump and find out some more behind your amazing digestive
system. I dont think you can even use a plunger to get rid of that.

You kidding? A plunger wouldnt even be able to try to unclog that toilet, I clogged it good.
Luckily for you, that was only a Class 3 or 4, it was a Class 7 that took out the other two toilets yesterday.
These beans are doing wonders to my system, if I eat more of them I may just come up with a Class 8, Ill
let you know if that happens ...he.he. Christina asked as she got ready to head off to her practice.

Oh yeah, you did very good.very good indeed, that load there is much larger than the first
one I saw you release into the toilet, your shitting has become much..phew! What the hell was
that..oh no.oh God! The government official started complaining as he began to feel a rush of warm
putrid air come up on him. Christina had just laid a rotten egg fart there in the hallway that had caught
the government official off guard. He could detect the digested beans and milk within this pungent odor
as it quickly filled out the hallway with its toxic stench. He had to back away from Christina as he
continued to breathe in this prolific fart. It was one of her worst SBDs in a while and it started filling not
only the original hallway, but a few of the side hallways as well as it spread its release. Christina could do
nothing but to snicker at the mess she had made.

Sorry about thatbut the pressure was killing me. She said as she started walking toward the
government official, heading her way to the weight room. The government official could smell the SBD
grow stronger as she passed him by.

I see your blasts have gotten biggerId hate to be near your butt by Saturday, I suppose we
shouldnt send a crew down your butt again the way youre going. The official stated as he quickly got
his head piece back on, trying anything to avoid this horrid stench.

YeahIm not sure I would want to be near my butt either, but oh wellwhen you gotta
goyou gotta go. Bye. She said as she left the government official to study her shit some more. She
walked her way through the now deserted hallways as she approached the weight room. It was game
day and she wanted to get some weightlifting through before the game started as she was feeling a
need to covert some of the energy she had gained from her beans into something useful. Christina first
changed her clothes into a pair of tight black meshy shorts and a yellow tank top. After clearing out the
locker room with another fart she headed over toward the weight room, but not before grabbing the
bottle of pills she got from yesterday out of Dr. Kevins office. At the entrance of the weight room was
Monya and a few of the other players. Christina was wondering what was up when Monya laid out the
situation.

Whats up? She asked as the teammates were now treating her as their full captain. Since the
whole week started, Monya had become hooked on Christinas farting and the other girls were following
suit. Even though Christina didnt have much to share yesterday, what little she had was treated with
the same addiction as alcohol. They had also seen that Christinas overall skills have improved and that
her basketball shooting was far better than even what they were able to offer. Christina was shooting
more threes and field goals than she ever did before the week started. Now, Monya was looking up at
her with the hope that she would solve their problem.

Ohthe guys have the locker room all filled up, and I doubt theyll leave for a while. We tried to
get some of them out, but they wouldnt leave. Could you.you know? Monya asked with a wink in her
eyes. Christina already knew what she was asking for, and the rumbling in her stomach told her that she
was getting charged up.

Id be glad tohowever I think you girls ought to take this. She took out a pill for each girl and
they took it down with a sip of water. They noted how the pill had a distinct taste of shit but Christina
told them it was for the better.

If I do pass some gas soonor later on tonight, you girls will be able to handle it better. So, if I
do gas out the opposing team, which I feel I will do, at least youll be fine.

Thanksanything for you captain. Monya said in pure obedience. The other girls shared the
same sentiment as Christina started walking into the weight room. As soon as her large presence was
noticed in the room, the macho guys in there began to worry. They had seen Christina before and now
knew that they had to leave. She walked toward the center of the weight room with her stomach
bubbling up with another bout of stinky gas. As she stood there in the center all the guys working out
started to look at the attractive towering Hispanic teen that was standing in the center of the weight
room with her large boobs out front and her equally large ass hanging out of her back. She was a
wondrous sight there in the locker room but it also meant that her gas was close behind. She then
placed her hand on her stomach as she started grunting with pleasure as the load she was about to
release.

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TTTTT!! The fart vibrated the space around her as it was released with a strong enough sound that the
guys in there were all aware to its presence. Green fog started to spew out of her meshy shorts as the
heavy aroma of rotten eggs, shit, and sweat filled the space around her and began to spread like the
shockwave to a nuclear bomb. It grew into a meatier stench that was taking a hold of all the guys
working out. It felt like she had just detonated a bomb too the way the explosion rocked the entire
space. The girls of the basketball team were looking into the weight room to see the reaction of the guys
as they began to breathe in the horrendous stench.

Dudewhat smells like shit? One of the guys asked.

That would be meI farted. Christina opened her mouth as she waved the radiation-like air
blowing out of her butt. The stench she had produced was gaining strength and speed as it continued to
leak out of her butt canyon. The coverage for the fart had reached the edges of the weight room and it
continued to gain power, claiming all the sweat-smelling air that had previously filled the space. One by
one, the guys began to leave as they were getting too nauseous from having to smell this fart. Christina
patted her stomach as she knew that her plan had worked perfectly. After another couple of minutes,
the room had been cleared and she was ready to work out along with her teammates, who now had the
whole room to themselves. Granted, the room stunk up to high heaven of rotten eggs, but it was theres
to work out in. By 6:00, it was time for Christina to have her dinner, which she ate there in the weight
room for all the girls to watch, her large can of pinto beans and a gallon of milk, she was loading up for
another gassy night, and the girls were curious to see the reaction. For the next thirty minutes, all the
girls watched in complete awe as Christina eat all those pinto beans, rushing them into her stomach and
then drinking her gallon of milk and half gallon of her protein shake.
 Goshthose protein shakes can give anyone wicked bad gasbut with the beans. Jessica,
watching the scene from nearby had remarked as Christina continued to munch on her meal.

Thats why I gave you those pillsyoull be able to handle theseprobably. She giggled as she
finished up the beans. The girls could all hear the rumbling going on within Christinas bowels. They
could already tell that the beans were creating an uproar within her digestive system.

It sounds like World War II in there. Monya mentioned as she started salivating at the
prospect of smelling all those farts.

Oh yeahand the other team is gonna suffer from these bad boys tonighthehehe.
Christina giggled as she rubbed her stomach. Now was the time for the girls to hit the basketball court
and begin going through their warm-ups. This went on for about half an hour as the other team, the
main rival to Christinas school had arrived and begun their warm-ups. The players were in awe when
they noticed the giant on the home team. Until this point, they had only heard of rumors of a 7 foot
basketball player on their rivals team. But now, they were seeing Christina for the first time they saw
that she meant business. They saw this towering marvel of a human being and began wondering how
the hell they were going to defend her. Their tallest player was just at six foot and the top of her head
reached the bust line of Christinas E-cup breasts.

Christina was now wearing a pair of white basketball shorts with red along the edges. The shorts
would have been regular size on most people, but they rode up to the bottom of Christinas buttocks up
her muscular, towering legs. Above that, a white, silky basketball jersey hugs her torso with more
tightness than anything else. They were able to cover her copious breasts with a little space left over.
Christina had to wear a sturdy sports bra to make sure her breasts were flopping up and down during
the game. Just below her bust-line was the number 34, made out in block lettering and red trim. As
Christina continued her warm-up, her uniform was already becoming wet, full of the sweat that was
flowing through her pores and into the meshy and silky uniform. She had also gained an audience as
there were plenty of students, even those who knew of her gassy abilities who were awestruck by her
size and presence. She dominated the scene more than anything else and tonight would be no different.
Needless to say, her height was a dominant feature, as she was the tallest person in that gym, hell even
if she played for the Warriors over in Oakland she would still have been the tallest player. Finally, the
warm-ups had ended and the players returned to their locker room for the final time before the game
was set to begin.

The girls were now gathered within the locker room as they sat on the wooden benches besides
the lockers. The coach started talking about the game plan for the upcoming matchup, explaining how
he wanted certain players to do certain things. Christinas role though was very clear, be dominate and
get as many shots as she wanted. At this point, the team was now so dedicated to Christina as their
captain that her way was going to be the way that the team went. As the coach continued to give his
final instructions Christina was feeling another burst of gas open up in her rectum. She leaned over
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A potent ripper was released against the wooden bench as the girls sitting beside Christina had vibrated
under the force of this 15-second fart. The fart rocketed out as everyone was looking at this behemoth
of a girl release this horrendous blaster into the room. As the fart was finishing out, a gush of dreadful
air started to blow all around the girls as a light green gas floated its way from the tight basketball shorts
of Christina and cleared out the hot and sweaty room with its own tantalizing stench. It smelled of ripe
rotten eggs that brought the girls eyes to tears and caused the coach to begin gagging. The smell in the
room was getting unbearable as the powerful wave of gas continued to infiltrate every corner of the
room.

God Christinathat was ripe! The coach cried out with amazement as he continued coughing
from the rotten egg smelling stench that he was tasting.

Sorryjust ate more beansthe games gonna reek. She said laughing as she started fanning
her ass, trying to get some of the gas away from her. The girls continued to breathe the overpowering
flatulent stench as they got their final instructions from the coach.

Wellif your farts are going to smell this muchthere shouldnt be much to worry about. In
that case girls, just follow Christinas lead. The coach said as the girls started leaving the room as the
smell from Christinas bench shaker had grown in intensity as the green gas started to settle in that
room. The girls, a couple of them coughing had finally left the room as Christina went over to the coach
and presented him with a pill to help him handle her gassy outbursts. As the girls left, Monya went for
one final smell of the bench right where Christina had just released that fart. She took her nose and
grabbed a long whiff of the fart as its overpowering nature flowed through her nostrils and went straight
to her brain. The potent stench of rotten eggs was heavy in her mind as she could taste the beans that
Christina had eaten. After her long whiff of Christinas fart, Monya started coughing as she had grabbed
a little too much of the tall Hispanics bean-flavored explosion.

It was finally time for the game to begin and the crowd watching the game from the bleachers
had turned into the largest crowd for a girls basketball game at Christinas school that year. Plenty were
there for the game itself, but there was also a crowd that had developed throughout the season who
watched Christina. A few were aware of the sewage-like smell that would often fill the gymnasium
during the games, but they always figured it was just the smell of the city. Also in attendance were Bill,
Parker, and Tim who were there to watch Christina. Tim had gotten the camera back from Christina
prior to the game and was going to film the game, watching the visible impact of his girlfriends
flatulence. The first signs of Christinas gassiness started when the national anthem was being played. As
the anthem went on, the rumbling in Christinas stomach was growing in pressure as she felt the need a
nice fart, but she didnt want to rip it during the anthem out of politeness. So as the singer finished out
the anthem, with the word of brave there was a bubbly-sounding ripper that rocketed out of her butt.
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The inside of Christinas shorts had warmed up as she released this swamp-gas smelling fart that flowed
out of the white panties and meshy shorts. The fart had vibrated against her humongous asscheeks that
the people in the nearby benches were able to see move. They could see a little of the green gas flow
out as the smell of rotten garbage and eggs started to flow around the area. Christina blushed as she felt
the warmth of her gas flow out.

Excuse me. She said quietly as she was fortunate to start walking toward the center of the
basketball court, she got to move away from the epicenter of the fart. Still, it was very clear that it was
this giant girl who had cut this steamer of a fart. Bill, about seven rows back from the bench where the
girls team was on could smell the remnants of the pinto beans and did a face palm as he looked over
toward Parker.

This isnt going to end well. Bill said over to Parker.

 Nopebut at least youll be able to keep breathing. And so the game was about to start. The
girls got themselves into position at the center circle as the smell from Christinas first ripper still stunk
up the area. Now the referee had the basketball in hand, ready to tip it off. At that moment, Christina
grew a large smile on her face as the other basketball players there at the center started noticing
another strong eggy odor. Christina had just laid a SBD there at the center court of the basketball court
and this one was a stinker. There was a massive gust of stinky air that radiated from Christinas butt that
a couple of the opposing team members had noticed. Because of Christinas height, her butt was about
level to their stomachs and with the warm air rising, they had caught wind of her SBD in quick fashion,
to the point that they were feeling lightheaded. At the same moment however, the referee had lifted
the ball into the air, which was done rather sloppily because he wanted to get away from that center
court as soon as possible. As the ball was in the air, Christina had jumped up, lifting more of her stinky
air particles around into the opposing team members faces and grabbed the fall. She fell to the wooden
court, causing it to creak slightly. And in the matter of about six seconds, Christina had plowed her way
across the court to make an easy layup. To the other nine players on the court, it took some effort to
hoist the ball up in the hair to produce the layup, but to Christina it was a flick of the wrist.

As the opposing team started to inbound the pass, they heard a sloppy exploding noise.
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Christina, located near the spot of the inbound pass had just another bubbly fart. As her inferno stench
had flowed out of her silky white shorts the opposing team member who had caught the inbound pass
had lost the ball from the horrendous stench and Christina had picked up the pass and moved it behind
the three-point line to test a theory she had from the previous day. She lifted her vast body up in the air
with the smell of her eggy fart to back her up and sure enough, the ball went into the hoop with a nice
swooshing noise. She came down to see half the girls coughing from the terrible smell.

Goshwas that you? One of the opposing team members had asked as she waved the air
around the court.

Yep. Christina said with pride as she playfully waved the air around with them. The ball was
inbounded by the opposing team members and once it had reached across the center line they looked
like they were able to make their first shot, but Christina was quick to steal the ball and run across to the
other side where she stood behind the three-point line and made another deepening three-pointer,
bringing the crowd to its feet. This was the beginning of what was to be an amazing game for Christina,
and all that footwork across the court had churned up the beans within her stomach, causing her to fart.
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The smelly fart created a shockwave across the court as it blew its yellow haze across around the area
and stunk up the place with a mixture of the sweat that was already filling the gym. The girls on the
opposing team were waving their hands around more and pinching their noses as they tried to bring the
ball back across the court, only to get it stolen by Christina once more. Instead of hitting the three, she
passed the ball over to Monya who tried a quick jumper. The ball rolled in and out and Christina was
there to clean up the rebound and lay the ball back in the hoop for another score. Within two minutes of
the game Christina had already scored ten points. The smell from Christinas previous fart had still
flowing through the court and the movement of the girls across the basketball court caused the fart
smell to be distributed evenly for a larger range.

The next three possessions had similar results. The opposing team would charge down the
court, trying to muster up anything that they could to match up with the behemoth player on the home
team. Just to play with them, she would allow for them to charge up the court and attempt a shot,
before she would block it with the force of a volleyball spike. Each possession ended with similar results
as Christina would take the ball for a layup, a three-pointer, and shot from the top of the key. Christina
was hitting on all cylinders and had a 100-perecent shooting percentage, rare for anyone at that point.
As she finished her shot from the top of the key, her large body fell back to the court on her tennis shoes
as she began ripping another quick fart. PPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTT!!
The fart only went for five seconds, but a reinforced batch of sulfuric gas had spread itself from the seat
of Christinas tight pants. The crowd at the moment was too busy watching this historic game unfold. As
the fart began to circulate around the court there was more coughing from the opposing team. The eye
watering stench from Christinas farting was getting to the opposing team members much more than it
was her own team. They had taken the pill and it was working so far that they were able to tolerate the
smell. They could smell the farting, but they were able to withstand it no problem.

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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!
A long, 12-second blaster came out from Christinas shorts as she stood there at the top of the key. A
sudden rush of humid, bean-smelling air filled the court with another powerful bout of Christina-
powered flatulence. It was a rotting odor that was smelling more like the spray of a skunk now, mixed in
with rotten eggs, milk, and beans. The smell that was radiating from Christinas butt had caused couple
of the girls to double down in tears as they were blasted with the large wave of flatulent stink. The
coach of the opposing team had to call a timeout to get those two girls off the court while two more
took their place. As soon as they got the ball, Christina was quick to steal it and go for another long
three-pointer, and again the shot was made with the best accuracy possible. This up and down the court
continued for another few drives. Each time, the opposing team would make a trip down the basketball
court and Christina would steal the ball. A couple of times, she passed on to another teammate and
Monya was able to get a basket of her own out of it, but the other times Christina was able to continue
hitting amazing baskets. As this continued, more of Christinas special tear gas leaked out of her panty
prison as she was able to drive the span of the basketball court while releasing a putrid SBD gassing out
everyone who came behind her. She finished up with a layup while taking the first deep breath of her
silent creation.

Boy was that nicetoo much working out for me. She said waving the air around her. As the
stench from the SBD was making its way to the baseline of the court, the opposing team had trouble
breathing and their inbound pass was fumbled, allowing for Christina to pick the ball up for an easy lay
in. The rival to Christinas high school, a tough opponent that had had the girls team for years was being
schooled by this tall Hispanic beauty. Another few trips across the court netted a couple of points for the
opposing team (only because Christina was in a different part of the court) and all scores for Christina.
She had released four three-pointers and eight field goals by the end of the first courter. The score was
30 to 2, with Christina at 28 of those points. As the first quarter ended it was time for a quick breather
as Christina took a well-deserved break to the thunderous applause of the audience. Bill was very proud
as he watched his daughter wipe the court with her domination. As Christina sat down on the bench she
ripped another stinker, RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!! The
five second ripper sounded like a chainsaw against the bench and created a newfound gas of stink that
floated up through her tight pants and her already sweaty uniform. It again smelled like raw eggs and
shit as the overwhelming stench filled the bleachers behind her. Slowly the applause was transitioned
over into the sound of coughing and gagging.

Excuse meI made a little stinky. Christina said in the cutest voice imaginable. And stinky
was a rather unjust way of saying it. A couple of older people watching the game had to vacate the
bleachers as the teargas stench of Christinas fart had become too much for them. The smell on the
court though momentarily had subsided, if only a little. The next two minutes of play saw rather
consistent movement as the opposing team was able to muster four additional points while the home
team got a couple out of Monya. The moans from the opposing team could be heard as Christina was
sent back into the game. One of the opposing players had to suffer through the next bit of indignity
when they were positioned behind Christina. She was looking straight at the towering girl who had her
butt pointed at her. She had placed her hands on her knees and was bent down to get ready for the next
play when the player behind her heard and felt Christinas next butt blast.
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RRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!
A devious odor poured out of Christinas butt as the foul gas stung the opposing player with a fury of hot
raucous stench. It burned her face and even burned against a few of her openings as she could feel the
warm gas flow up and infect her with a high concentration of hydrogen sulfide. The girl immediately
passed out as she caught more of the flatulent butt wind from Christina. As expected, the butt wind
allowed for Christina to quickly gain possession of the ball and launch another deep three ball into the
hoop. The poor girl who had been caught behind Christina had to be walked off the court as she gained
a bit of consciences after spending a few seconds under the spell of Christinas gas. By that point, the
three had already been launched and Christinas team was up 35 to 6 with Christina having 31 points to
her tally.

Christina flexed her muscles for all those on the court to see as she allowed for the opposing
team to drive down the court on their own. As they released their next shot to the rim it looped out and
fell right into Christinas hands, or rather her hands ripped the ball out of the air and she began dribbling
the ball down the court. In six seconds she was laying it in for another two points. The pattern repeated
itself, the next drive the opposing team had taken it down before having Christina steal it from them and
passing it to Jessica and then Monya before throwing it up in the air for Christina to lay it in for another
basket. The next two drives ended in another three and another field goal from the chariot strike as
Christina was now at 36 points. The next possession had begun when one of the opposing team
members was fouled by another member of Christinas team. The players had lined themselves up on
the side of the key as the girl began shooting her first foul shot. As she dribbled the ball, another gassy
disturbance was taking a foothold of Christinas rectum. Now it was the time for her to try out
something different. The first foul shot went in, changing the score to 42 to 7, as the dribbling for the
second shot took place a sinister smirk appeared on Christinas face, Monya could already tell
that.PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRR
RRRRRRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!

A bubbly fart shot its way out of Christinas already warm basketball shorts as the foul stench of
her tremendous gas began to flow around the key area. It smelled like a skunk that had sprayed its load
around the court and the smell had the same effect as mustard gas. It was more of the same bean and
egg smell with a tint of broccoli mixed in. Even though she didnt eat eggs or broccoli, the effect was just
the same and the remnants of the protein shake she had taken also complicated the smell. It was a
heavy stench that filled that whole half of the basketball court and did enough to break the
concentration of the girl shooting the basket. As the ball hit the backboard, off from the goal itself it
bounded right into Christinas outstretched hands and she ran down the court with the ball as she pulled
back for another three-pointer. All of this took place in the matter of ten seconds and by the time that
the opposing team had brought the ball down the court again, the heavy aroma of Christinas butt
blaster had caught them off guard again and as their eyes watered under the burning wind that Christina
had left behind she had taken the ball back across and went for another layup. Again and again, for two
more tries, the opposing team brought the ball down, with each trip down a more determined trip for
the team than the one before it. And both times it went down their side; Christina stole it back and laid
the ball in. In the matter of about a minute she had docked another ten points in her favor.

The crowd watching the game was become hypnotized by the scene unfolding before them.
Christina continued to dominate the game, passing the ball a few times to her teammates but otherwise
launching baskets into the hoop. She was having a dream game; no it was beyond a dream
game.PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHBBBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTT!
It was a smelly dream game, Christina thought as she saw the opposing team members pass the ball
around each other with various chest passes; all confused now as the growing stench of Christinas farts
were affecting their coordination. After five passes to each other Christina was able to take the ball and
run it up to the three point line, just above the key where she released another deep bomb into the
basket. She came back down from her jump coughing at the incredible stench she had created around
the basketball court. The coach had asked if Christina wanted to leave the game, but she insisted on
saying in, and why not? She was having the time of her life, both Bill and Tim were fixated at the scene
taking place before them, and even as the crowd dwindled, out of lack of competition and the growing
stench in the gymnasium, Christina continued to put on a clinic.

With two minutes left in the half, Christinas outstretching dominance became even bigger as
she grabbed the ball from an offensive rebound and took it down the court for another easy layup, at
which point she had crossed the 50-point marker, a few short of the schools overall record for both girls
and boys. As the other team got the ball back they had made it just half way before they had the ball
stripped again away from the towering mass of human known as Christina Lopez. She had taken the ball
to the hoop again and went for points 51 and 52. As she settled down to breathe she passed more gas.
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bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt!!!! A
burning, really burning silent fart poured its way out of her anus as it burned her shorts, turning them
into a shade of brown. But the damaging impacts of the fart were just starting to be felt as the fart had
once again smelt of the Christina Fart Smell and in its worst way imaginable. The fart quickly filled the
whole court as team members from both sides began coughing on its unbearable stink. The burning
smell had left a yellow fog covering the court and even Christina was caught off guard by the potent
odor as she was hacking a little herself. There were about ninety seconds left in the first half and
Christina walked up and asked the referee to continue the clock, as he had considered taking a break
from the growing aroma. Just the mere presence of the girl was enough that the sooner they could start
the clock the better. As the ball was impounded Christina was quick to get the rebound and head to the
three-point line as she launched another deep basket.

The next time the ball got inbounded, Christina went flying after it as she again got the ball and
ran up to the three point line in the corner of the court to hit another three. With a minute left she had
repeated the same motion, only getting a deep two-pointer instead. This continued for another couple
of tries with the same results, another two and another three, much to the opposing teams annoyance.
The team would normally have better discipline, but with the still simmering stench of Christinas
flatulence they couldnt concentrate that much. With ten seconds left in the first half Christina had
found herself with the ball once more and this time made an effort to get to the half court line where
she began to rip massive amounts of ass.
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EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!
Copious amounts of stinky wind blew out of her butt and caught the girls behind her with the force of a
nuclear bomb shockwave. There was no way that people would mistake the originator of this latest fart,
the sound rattled off the rafters of the gymnasium and blew its stinky grip around the court. The entire
gym now smelled of a bathroom, a bathroom after Christina had been done with it. It smelled of the
deadly combination of eggs and shit, multiplied by a hundred and dissolved into a devious mixture that
created a dark green haze of gas to blow out of her ass like smoke from a factory. She watched the clock
as it ticked toward zero and the jumped up in the air, blowing the rest of her gas like a rocket being
lifted off into space and as she reached a high point, high enough that all the girls could look up her
crouch and seem more of the green gas flowing out from underneath her, just leftovers that had hung
around after the explosion. At her highest point she had hoisted the ball into the air and watched as it
arced perfectly into the basket, sending the bleacher section into an up roar as the buzzer finally rang
for the first half. The floor shook as Christina landed from releasing her latest shot, taking her tally up to
66 points for the half. As she started waving the putrid odor of her fart around her she saw the
scoreboard light up with a score of 72 to 7.

Christina walked over toward the bleachers where she saw Tim sitting, watching the whole
show. She asked him he was doing.

OhIm fineit smells pretty bad in here, but Ive smelt worse, but best of all, this video
camera was able to record all of it. I cant wait to make this whole video; we are going to have LOTS of
videos made, from just this one week. Tim said with joy as he remembered all those videos he had seen
on the internet and knew that this basketball game had blown them all away.

Im just doing what I loveI just cant believe that Im hitting all my baskets, I think theres
something in my gas She said giggling as she continued to feel the heat burning out from her
backside. Hey Tim, come feel my butt for a moment, just feel itIll let you. Tim then took his right
hand and slowly approached her white silky shorts and the enormous ass they tried to contain. He could
already feel the hot air as he approached her butt, as he touched it he had his palm all over the tight
shorts and her ass but he had to move it back as the warmth was a little too warm for him. He started
waving his hand around to cool it off. He could also smell some of Christinas gas along this hand.

Goddamn that burns! Cried out Tim as he continued to cool his hand down. Christina was
giggling up a storm as she went out to the locker room. As she entered the room her teammates were
looking at with awe as they were trying to contemplate the clinic they had just attended. They knew that
this relative newcomer to the sport was good at basketball, but they were unaware at such skill as they
saw from Christina. Before she spoke she told them she had to use the bathroom and the girls started
gasping in horror. As soon as Christina had lowered her shorts and panties there in the locker room
bathroom the girls were anticipating the worse, instead they heard what sounded like a hose going off,
Christina merely had to pee. And by pee, this meant she had to piss like a racehorse for two minutes
straight as she emptied out some water she had drunken and her milk and protein shake. She also
released a couple of regular farts into the toilet. Of course, regular to her was extraordinary to anyone
else in that locker room. The coach had finally walked in and saw Christina leave the bathroom and sit
back on the bench near her locker. They could still smell a little of the fart that Christina had first
dropped there in the locker room before the game had started. The coach explained that their game
plan had actually worked a little too well and that he was beyond impressed with Christinas ability.
Normally, if someone like Christina would have garnered up that attention, they would have had a team
mad at them for hogging up the action, but each girl on that team expressed their continued devotion to
their captain and continued to support her play, especially with a 100-percent shooting percentage, the
likes that have never been seen in any basketball game.
 The school record was 57 points for any basketball game, you have 67. I think at this point, I
speak for everyone in that we would want you to continue your run, this is a truly amazing night
watching you score and if you push yourself, the all-time record for girls in scoring is 113 points. The
coach said to the amazement of the girls. If Christina were to shoot the same amount of points she had
in the first half then she would reach that mark.

What about the boys record? Christina asked with a smile on her face.

135 points. The coach said. The girls then took their leave and went back onto the basketball
court. The coach of the opposing team had meet the home teams coach at center court and they both
agreed on running the clock down for the second half as per regulations by California Interscholastic
Federation. In a form of a mercy rule, the clock was going to run down continuously except for timeouts
and then end of the quarter, in a way to speed up the clock and end the game sooner. Christina knew
that she would have to work hard to at least get to 113 points. As the buzzer rang off the second half
began in a similar fashion with Christina taking the ball down to the hoop for another layup. She was
now at 70 points. The game continued on and Christina continued to work her dominance on the court
by having everything go her way. She had another two two-pointers and a three to her growing score
sheet on the court. Everyone continued to be fixed as she brought havoc on the court and even though
she had last farted at the end of the first half, the court still smelled like an outhouse. Another 15 points
were scored by her within the next five minutes and as the final two minutes of the third quarter ticked
down Christina was called off the bench with 92 points in her column. She needed to breath for a few
minutes and there was something else bubbling within her. She felt another powerful burst of gas
forming within her and she wanted to cut it out. The people sitting behind the giant Hispanic girl were
watching as Christina moved her entire body over toward the right, as she was leaned over she farted.
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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!

The girl had worked up a monster fart, a true powerhouse of a blaster, vibrating the entire
bench like a six point magnitude earthquake. The fart could be heard by everyone in the gymnasium and
it pulsated off all the walls and the ceiling with an ominous echo that continued a few seconds after the
30-second beast was released. It roared out like a terrifying monster, escaping a trapped prison within
the basketball-sized buttocks of the star basketball player who was resting. A rotten egg stench began to
fill the area around her as it flowed with a deadly torrent out from behind her butt and into the
bleachers. The smell was overpowering, and that was saying it politely, it was killing those who had the
misfortune of sitting behind her. This fart smelled like raw shit and had a strong limburger cheese
element in its mix along with the smell of rotting broccoli and beans. The sweat from all her moving
around had added another element to the deadly mix. Even if the fart didnt kill anyone with its odor, it
might as well have. The smell caused those behind her to black out from having taken in too much of it
all at once. Like dominos the first three rows behind her had people collapse from the lack of oxygen,
along with a few more in the fourth row. Tim had moved a little away from Christina, even if he was
hardly out of the clear. Parker had started to wear his gas mask while Bill breathed in the powerful odor
as it helped to rejuvenate his livelihood. This was a fart that was going to have tremendous hang time as
the coach was beginning to feel the stench of the fart get to him. Even after taking the pill that would
have suppressed the gass impact on him it was starting to cling to his clothing and his hair. That was the
case with some of the others who had been caught in the blast radius from that fart; they had
EVERYTHING smell of her fart. Christina, after a full minute of looking at the game with her eyes fixated
on something to keep her mind off the monster she had just released, had turned back and saw half the
bleachers passed out from smelling her fart.

Pardon me.I farted. She said as she placed her right hand to her mouth and giggled. After
some giggling she began coughing as this fart had found a place in her nostrils. Even if it was her own
blend, it was still a sinister beast. The coach then called for Christina to return to the game, which was
now with a score of 102 to 10. In the last few seconds of the third quarter Christina was able to get
another two pointer to lift her overall total to 94. As the third quarter ended, the girls had made their
way back to the bench where they started to smell the heavier concentration of the fart that Christina
had just laid.

Jeez girlthose beans really are doing a number on you. Jessica said as she waved the air
around her face.

Yeahthat one.STINKS! Monya exclaimed as she held her nose underneath her jersey.
Christina could do nothing but laugh as she felt the effects of her gas really cling a hold of her. But this
was not the time to be reminiscing on her past farts, she had more down the pike and was ready to blow
ahead to get the overall shooting record. As with the fourth quarter, the game clock was going to
continuously run, but to Christina that was more than enough to at least get the girls record. As the
buzzer went off, Christina started to flex her dominance over the basketball court once again, stealing
the ball and rebounding the ball for another two and a three. With the third possession by the opposing
team she had lofted up another three ball to give her an overall total of 102 points, and giving her team
a total of 112 points to the opposing teams 10. Another trip down the court had netted a similar result
and Christina was able to shoot a deep two from the top of the key. As she went down on the court
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A SBD fart blew out of her anus as she started feeling the pungent wind of her gas blow across
the court. A couple of the opposing team members had hunched down on the court as Christina was
able to quickly reobtain the ball for another quick two-pointer into the hoop. Another two drives again
saw the ball head back across the court to where Christina was able to get four additional points. The
opposing team members had decided on holding onto the ball as they stayed at the baseline, seeing
that Christina couldnt get to them if they were on the baseline. But this, as with anything else when
messing with Christina was a bad mistake. As they started their firm position at the baseline Christina
stood there on the other side and in a quick move had turned her backside to them and pointed her butt
in their direction. At first, the player holding the ball was curious about the move, but then they heard a
popping nose come from within the silky white shorts and then they heard the noise.
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RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!
An eye watering rump shaking fart blasted out from Christinas butt as a brown-colored wind started
blowing into the opposing players face. The fart had enough force that it blew the hair of the girl like a
strong gust of wind. As with everything else that came out of Christinas colon, the girl who was within
the blast zone of Christinas flatulence was regretting every getting herself into that position. She fell to
the floor as the eggy stench claimed them and as she fell the ball rolled across the baseline where
Christina was able to take the ball and head toward the three-point line where she launched a definite
three pointer, tying the girls record at 113 points.

The girl who had held the ball from Christina had to be moved off the court and into another
outlying hallway had learned the hard way that Christina got what she wanted, and now the other girls
were simply worried about crossing paths with this gassy behemoth. As the pass was inbounded, the
opposing team members decided just to give Christina the ball and avoid the effort altogether. Christina
had moved it back to behind the three-point line at the top of the key and she released the record
breaking shot, moving her up to 119 points. The next three minutes saw similar efforts as the gas
flowing with Christinas bowels continued to mass produce into more of her deadly stink. One such
scene on the court literally had Christina blasting deadly farts with each step down the court.

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PPPPPPPLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!

RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!

PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!

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PPPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!
That last fart had vibrated the white shorts like a flag in a strong wind and it created an atomic-like blast
that filled the room with more stink. Christina had ripped a deadly, earthshattering fart that not only
sent several layers of the potent stench across the court and throughout the gym but also forcefully
flooded the nose and mouth of everyone in attendance. Christinas ass was becoming moist as it felt the
yellow gas blow out from out of her and fill the gymnasium with a nausea-inducing stench. Small tears
were at the corner of each eye, each nose scrunched in disgust. Clearly the fumes were getting to
everyone in attendance, even Tim was impacted by having his nose underneath his shirt. As she had
released these fart she had dropped another two three pointers to up her total to 125 points. And yet,
three minutes remained in the game. The next drive down the court saw every basketball player except
for Christina seem dazed and confused as they tried to breath in the torrid smell from Christinas farts.
She went for another three and again had gained nothing but net with her basket. As the opposing team
inbounded the pass they passed the ball over to Christina who held the ball underneath the basket. At
that point, she again pressed on her insides as she ripped open a new hole within her panties.
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RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!

Another bubbly fart sent shockwaves throughout her butt as the fart had produced enough heat
that it burned the cotton panties that Christina had worn. There was now only one layer of protection
left to protect the outside world from her devastating farts. At that point, one of the referees had
passed out from being too close to the source material of the fart. Christina at that point had jumped up
in the air and went ahead to dunk the rim, causing the rim to shake under the force of her large hands
forcing the poor basketball in her hand. She was now at 127 points. The clock now was reconfigured to
run just a tad quicker as the opposing team members again inbounded the ball and gave it to Christina
who released another three pointer. This movement was repeated again as she went to the same spot
and did another three, only with one hand this time. She was now at 133 points and the clock still had
two minutes left on it. The next two possessions saw Christina accomplish the impossible as she
released another two jump shots to up her score to a record breaking 137 points. But she was still not
done. Seeing the history-making opportunity at hand, the opposing team again inbounded the ball and
gave it to Christina who ran over to the three-point line and got ready to drop the record-breaking
basket. As she hunched down to drop the basket she dropped a record-breaking fart but her silky shorts
and watched as the basket started flying up in the air as her fart was blasted. A final deep rumble from
her stomach signaled that it was time to let it rip. She got into position to shoot her basket in the air and
pointed her tight butt down toward the ground, and then groaned as she pushed as hard as she could.
She then proceeded to let er rip!

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HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRROO
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT
TTTTTT!!! 45 seconds ran off the clock as this fart was being released. The basket had already been
made and the record broken, but not before the entire gym was focused on this giant Hispanic girl
releasing this deadly fart. A dull bassy roar erupted behind Christina, the earth shattering sound filling
the entire gymnasium and shaking the ground like an earthquake. She looked behind her and saw an
enormous mushroom cloud reaching for the ceiling and spreading out through the gymnasium with a
frightening speed. The wave of thick noxious gas would soon catch up to her, toppling more of the
spectators and pulverizing everything in its path as it moved closer and closer to her. Those on the
basketball court had started to run away from the sight as this massive fart continued to reach out in its
power. They were running as fast as they could, but it was hopeless. The impossibly huge fart caught up
to them and the second it hit them everything turned black. Everyone, including Christina had felt their
lungs burning with sulphur and their eyes running. They coughed on the stench so hard they thought
their lungs would fall out. In one final fart, Christina had rendered the gymnasium into a wasteland,
covered in a yellow fog so thick it claimed everyone but the girls on her team, the coach, Parker, Bill, and
Tim. But the basket was made and the record was broken, the buzzer had gone off with Christina Lopez
making 140 overall points.

The entire basketball court had been filled with a foggy aroma that was not likely to disappear
for a good while. As the buzzer was left to ring Christina stood there on the court with only a few people
left, and even they were starting to leave as the gross stench of Christinas epic blast had been way too
much for them to handle. Christina had found the basketball in her fog of flatulence and started
dribbling it across the now deserted court. She hoisted another long arcing shot and got it into the hoop.
As the ball dribbled from the bottom of the rim she walked over toward it and started to lower her
body. She lowered her ass down to the basketball, with both of her cheeks surrounding the rubber
orange sphere. As she sat on top of the ball she began ripping another potent blaster.
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A gigantic bellowing fart erupted from her teen asshole and tore through her soaked white panties and
silky white shorts, penetrating her sinuses, throat, lungs, and leaving her eyes bloodshot and watering.
Christina had complemented her gym-clearing fart with another killer that was her show-stopper of the
day, a super-long wet-sounding blast that smelled like old broccoli, rotten eggs, and shit. It was so bad
that it made the already putrid and dreadful smelling gym smell like roses in comparison. It took about
twenty seconds for her to release this magnificent flapper against the rubber basketball as it vibrated
the ball up and down against the wooden court. She pinched his nose again, as this ass masterpiece was
killing any of the available air left in the gymnasium. She finally picked up the ball and began to carry it
of the court where her team was already inside the locker room. Parker was wearing his gas mask as he
tried to keep his composure. Bill had already passed out from the atrocious odor that his daughter had
created.

Of course it was too much for himhave you smelled the air in here? I got to get a call to some
of my friends across the bay if your farting continues at these insane levels. Parker said through his gas
mask as he picked up Bills body and began carrying it out of the gym. Christina saw that no one else was
there in the burning brimstone-smelling gymnasium. Her yellow fart haze had hung over blocking out a
little of the light. The light from the overhead lights on the ceilings were now giving away beams as they
interacted with the stinky air that hung around. It looked like sun beaming through a cloud. Christina
walked out of the gym and saw a few spectators still there coughing. Tim was there to greet his girl as
she noticed that some of the eggy fart smell had hung on his body.

That was some game? Tim said as he continued to breathe the rotten stench that was staying
on Christinas uniform and body. She laughed as she handed him the basketball that she had farted on.

Oh God thats hotand gross. He said as he tried to breathe the vapors that were radiating
from the ball. The hydrogen sulfide and methane mix of the fart had combined forces with the rubber
from the basketball to create a unique smell that smelled like a rubber burning and rotten eggs. The ball
too was hot, hot enough that Tim had to place the ball on the ground for a few minutes to let it cool off
from the strong, warm fecal winds that Christina had given it. She wanted the ball kept as a game ball
from her extraordinary game. At the same time, a reporter from the San Francisco Chronicle had
approached the towering Hispanic teen to ask her some questions.

The names Christina Lopez, Im 18 years old and a senior here. She said as the reporter
noticed the eggy stench from Christinas farting attacking his nostrils. He had received a call during the
game about this girl going on an epic scoring binge and thought that the newspaper should get someone
down there to find out about what went down. He had seen the last few minutes of the game but was
watching from an angle and didnt know exactly where the deadly odor had originated from

If I was watching it correctly, did you just score 140 points? The reporter asked.

YepI believe that was correct. I was really good tonight. She said with a giggle as the
recorder had his taper recorder out recording the conversation.

How did you even score that muchespecially with that horrendous sewer smell floating
around? It seemed like your team was hacking from the odor around herebut you were hitting every
one of your baskets. If the stat sheets are correct I think you have not missed a shot all night.that is
unbelievable, I mean in every sense of the word. Not just to have someone shoot that many baskets and
get those baskets 100-percent scoring. And to see that the person shooting it waswell beg your
pardon, but a giant. I have never seen a person as tall or as big as youhow big are you?

I am about seven foot two and I weight over 300 pounds, most of it muscles here. She laughed
as she continued reviling in her actions on the court. The reporter was starting to get a little turned on
by just the thought of this giant shooting all these baskets, and with such adversity.

So how were you able to shoot all those baskets with this dreadful smell around? The reporter
asked as he continued to breathe the potent fart smell that was circling Christinas body.

Ohwell that was me. You seeI was a little gassy tonight. She smiled brightly as the reporter
as his eyes opened up.

You mean?
 YepIve been farting. She laughed as she saw the look on the reporters face. He was
flabbergasted, any reporter would have been.

Excuse me? The reporter asked.

I farted during the gameI guess the smell from the fart was a little too muchbut yeah, that
was all coming from me. Christina laughed as the reporter had had still looked awestruck at hearing
such a thing. Now the smell was very apparent to him, it did smell like a fart, a very strong fart.

So let me get this straightyou were farting during the game and you were able to score 136
points during it?

Thats right. I guess the gas didnt bother mewe each like our own blend.

But how did you even manage thatI meanmy eyes are watering right nowdid you just
fart?

Nope PPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTSSSSSSSSS!
But I just did. She giggled as a shot of hot deadly wind blew up from her shorts and into the reporters
face, blasting him with the same rotten egg stench that he had smelled in the gymnasium, but only in a
larger quantity. He had to back away slowly as the smell was causing him to sweat under the gagging
stench that was claiming him. Christina was laughing as she saw that the reporter now knew who the
originator of the smell was.

IncredibleI dont think Ive smelt anything as foul beforejeezand you were able to score
140 points with this stench flying around?

I already told youIve been farting up a storm! I had two large cans of beans plus some milk
and a protein drinkall of those items give you gas. I was not just having mega bad gasI was have
monster-sized gas. I am the deadliest farter in all the worldand now I am the greatest shooter in the
world too. No one can mess with me! Christina said with great pride as she stood there in her warm
basketball jersey, basking in the glory of her tremendous accomplishment and reviling in the sinister
stench that filled the hallway. She had smelled nothing but her flatulence for the last few hours and now
she was wanting to get some fresh air. She finished the conversation with the reporter and a
representative of the CIF was there to verify the reports of a 140-point game by a girls basketball
player. And just to test her, they had her shoot a few baskets in the gas filled gym just to see her skills.
They were awestruck to see that she had hit every basket. They had someone check the rims and the
boards to see if there was anything that might have attracted the basketball to the hoop in a way other
than plain skill. But there was no trickery found, nothing to suggest that Christina was genuine with her
shots. The only thing that they noticed was the strong sulfur smell in the gym. The look on the CIF
representatives face was the same as the reporters when they found out that Christina had produced
all that gas.

God Im such a stinker! Christina said to herself as she laughed along the way out of the
gymnasium with the CIF representative. The certification was made and the record for most points ever
scored in any basketball game had belonged with a 72 Hispanic teenager from San Francisco. After that
was complete there was nothing more to say, Christina went back to the locker room where she was
congratulated by her teammates. Amazingly there was nothing bad said from any of her teammates,
there was no dissent, no jealously, no ill feelings giving to Christina for her accomplishment. They had
agreed that she should not try for 140 points again, and even Christina was fine with that. After they
were done in the locker room Christina had made her way out of the school where she finally met some
fresh, clean air. As she left the school there as another raucous bubblier that shook out of her ass.
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Whew that is ripe! She said as she blew the air behind her butt. She started smelling her killer
stench and began to walk away from the scene of the crime as she made her way back to Section 26.
After a long day of farting around at school she was ready to get ready for sleep, and after scoring 140
points she was getting fatigued too. Once she returned, she saw that most of the essential personnel
there in the complex had been sent out for a three-day weekend, one that Parker personally arranged.

How come? Christina asked as she walked around the main hallway there in the complex.
Parker explained his reasoning for the evacuation, but he was starting to smell a silent evacuation of
Christinas.

BecauseCOUGHCOUGH.damn! Because of youwe cant risk it with your farts getting

stronger. Until you are finishedCOUGHCOUGH.COUGH.Jesus Christ! Until you are done with your
diet of beans the smell is going to get.oh God.worse. Parker said as he fainted right there in the
hallway from a takeover of Christinas SBD. She had laid a terrible stinker there in the hallway that had
been reeking of pure rotten eggs, and not just any rotten eggs, but rotten eggs that had been eaten by
Christina and left within her stomach to ferment. The smell expanded rapidly throughout the hallway as
it claimed much of the plants that were within the corridor. It was a burning smell that had even
Christina gagging as she realized that she had laid a truly spectacular bomb. It wasnt meant to be that
bad of an SBD, but at the rate Christina was going, it didnt matter. She walked into her room and got
dressed into her pink pajamas as she got herself into bed and repositioned the camera into position so
that it could record anything that would escape her gassy bowels, which was more or less guaranteed.
As she went to bed she began cutting some massive amounts of cheese that shook her bed.
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Oh man! That reeks! Christina cried out as she pulled her head out of the inferno Dutch oven
that she was creating down there. The powerful smell of her burning gas had flowed its way out from
her covers as it took over ever space in her bedroom with the smell of digested beans and milk. Christina
had to leave her bed for a few minutes to get on her computer before she was able to get back in bed.
And when she got back into bed, the whole area still stunk terribly of her gas and her sheets were still
steamy from the hot gas that she had ripped, but it was bearable enough for her to stand it. She finally
got herself into a position so that she could get to sleep and begin slumbering away.
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Another 5 second bean blaster shook out of her ass as she fell into a deep sleep, setting off the tone for
the gassy night she was going to have. Her room now smelled like an oven that had cooked eggs in it for
hours, simmering so that the hydrogen sulfide could climb to the top and so that a methane gas could
be produced that was overpowering beyond belief. Thursday had finally ended with Christina starting to
cook up in her Dutch Oven of Flatulence.

It sounded like war within the pink pajamas of Christina Lopez as she slumbered off in the night.
During the night she must have released upwards to 60 farts, with varying frequencies and lengths. Her
longest went for 20 seconds while her shortest was for 5. Because she was asleep, she couldnt
concentrate on releasing her gas in larger bursts which explained the average length of 10 seconds for
her farts. But when youre a gassy behemoth like Christina, 10-second farts are only average. The smell
inside the blanket was out of this world too. She kept her head outside the blanket as she moved around
in the hot, sweaty air that her gas was creating. The smell of dog shit was very strong in the room and
the steam from the gas floated around everywhere in the room. Christina could taste the condensation
of her gas particles on her mouth and taste a remnant of her shit in it. Her stomach too was gargling and
the more it processed gas, the more excrement was being produced deep within where she knew she
would have to let it out in the morning.

Outside her room, Parker kept the fumigators on full blast throughout the night while Bill was
busy sleeping in his daughters former room, breathing through the breathing machine that was being
powered by Christinas farts. Throughout the week, he had the machine refilled by his daughter each
evening to keep it going throughout the night. And as his daughters gas grew fiercer, the quality of the
gas that was blowing into him was getting richer and richer. By that account, they needed less of the gas
each evening because the quantity that Christina was providing was way too much than he actually
needed. But the good thing wasit was working, and that kept him out of the gas chamber of Christinas
bed where he was sure he would have been blasted by supersonic, extra heated winds that would spew
shit all over him and collapse him into unconscioness, this was a far better alternative. Finally came the
point in the morning, just after 7:00 where Christinas biological clock started ticking off, and this time
she was waking everyone up in the complex, whether they wanted to get up or not.

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An epic Morning Thunder fart roared out of Christinas ass as she was awakened by the loudest
sounding fart she had yet heard. The fart was ear splitting and it was an earth shaker. Her bed was
vibrating like a mother fucker! But it wasnt just her bed; it was her whole room and even parts of the
complex. The walls were shaking as this 30-second fart, the result of a ton of pent-up gas began ripping
its way out of Christinas swollen asshole, which had been busy flapping from all the gas that had been
pouring out. Her asshole felt like it had gone through a whole lot of sex, but she had had none, it was
simply all the strong gas, flying out with a titanic blow out from her asshole, through her war-torn
panties and her pink cotton pajamas. Those jammies were smelling like rotten broccoli and shit from all
the gas she had been passing during the night. As the horrid stench began filling up her blankets, the eye
watering stench had forced Christina out of bed as she started breathing her creation. She felt that her
bowels were rumbling as there was a load that she had to get rid of. She made her way to her bathroom
where she proceeded to unload her built-up content.

For the next 30 minutes, Christina unloaded enormous amounts of poop into her toilet as she
got rid of all the solid waste that had been building up within her bowels. A fog of green flowed out of
bottom crack of the door to the bathroom as an awful stench of shit and gas had filled her bathroom.
She was coughing as she was unloading her brick-sized turds into her toilet. There were also a few farts
sputtered around as she shook the walls of the bathroom and fogged up the mirror. Once the massacre
in the toilet was finished, Christina had left the turds in her toilet for her father to breathe up. As she left
the bathroomshe realized that since shed be staying home most of the day she would be able to flush
the toilet. She walked over to the bowl, looking at the many chunks of brown that lined the bowl of the
toilet and the bricks of brown shit that filled the watery bowl so that the water was filling in the few
crevasses that the large chunks of crap had created. She tried to flush the toilet but saw that it was
clogged very good. In the end, she decided to leave it there for a little bit, not because she was lazy to
do so, but because the stench was causing her to gag profoundly, she simply had to leave to get rid of
the nasty aroma. She got her pajamas back on and headed for the kitchen.

Christ Christinawe could smell that one from out here. Parker said as he greeted Christina
from the bathroom. A big wall of stink floated its way out of the bathroom as she saw both Parker and
Bill reading the morning paper. Bill had a smile on his face as he showed Christina the front page of the
sports page of the San Francisco Chronicle.

Looks like your game made the news this morning. Bill showed Christina the title of the article
which caused her to laugh out loud there in the complex. It read Tall Girl Breaks Record and Wind
during Epic Game. The article actually mentioned the fact that Christina had farted during the game
while mentioning the mind blowing statistics of the game.

Yeahmy bones are still aching from all that moving. Now I see why people dont score over
100 points that often. Christina remarked as she sat down at the table in the kitchen. She had carried in
a large can of red beans and a large pot to pour it in. She licked her lips as she poured the pot of beans
into the pot to begin eating. She had another gallon of milk ready to go as she placed the contents on
the table and began eating them.

You knowwith all those beans and that milk, you ought to have more protein than you can
handle Bill said as he saw his daughter eating her new batch of beans.

Yeahbut I think a lot of it comes out of my butt

too..BBBBBBBBBBBBBEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLCCCCCCCCCHHHHHHH!!!!
She released a deep, milk-powered burp bellowed out from Christinas mouth as the smell of newly-
digested milk filled the kitchen. Christinas burping never really got the acclaim that her farting was, but
as with everything else with her, her burps were quite large as well. Both Bill and Parker had waved their
hands around as they felt the warm, milk-scented burp hit them in the face.

Scuse me. She said giggling as she waved the air around her mouth.

Soif I understand it correctly, youre not going to school today, is that right? Bill asked in
curiosity from his daughter, trying to change the subject from the growing rumbling within his
daughters stomach, the beans were already being processed.

Yes daddy. Christina confirmed. As she finished up her large pot of beans.

So, what do you expect to do all day?

 WellTim said that he wanted me to head over to Berkley to test how myexplosions have
been since I started this bean diet. But I might just chill in my room for a little bit before that happensI
could work on a few things..uh oh. Christina said as she felt a sharp pain in her bowels, the beans
were already forming a sinister gas that she had to release her first fart of the new batch of beans.

Uh oh what? Bill asked his daughter. As soon as he asked he released what she meant. She
leaned over in the chair and watched as a huge gush of wind started to blow out of her butt.
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Christinas fart shook her seat and lasted for 13 seconds as it made a loud tuba sound that rattled the
plates and glasses on the chair of the kitchen with its tremendous force. It was the sheer amount of gas
that stunk up the insides of her pajama pants with a volcanic, brimstone stench that started to fill the
insides of the kitchen with its pungent odor. It smelled like decaying animals that had been gathered in a
corner of the kitchen along with a helping of limburger cheese underneath a heat lamp and left to
simmer for days. It was a gross stench, really gross. Bill and Parker were not able to handle the gas and
started to collapse in their seats as their lungs werent able to take in the atrocity of this fart. The gas
cleared out any precious oxygen that had been in the kitchen and Christina was forced to leave the
room before the gas claimed her as well. She giggled as she watched her father and Parker slump in
their seats, but alas she was also feeling horrible for the monster fart she had created. It wasnt even her
biggest fart; it was the stink that had claimed their victims. She slammed the door to the kitchen and
saw Dr. Kevin walking by waving his hand.

I wouldnt go in there for a while. Christina urged the doctor as he wanted to get into the
room to get a little of his food.

But I have to get something. The doctor insisted as he walked in.

Dont say that I warned you. She giggled as she heard Dr. Kevin open the door as she watched
him go into the kitchen and run to get his food from the refrigerator as he navigated the jungle-feeling
air that smelled of Christinas worst flatulence. He managed to get his stuff and leave the kitchen still
breathing.

You are sick Christinasick! The doctor cried out as he left the kitchen and leaned his body on
the wall outside the room. He started slumping against the wall as he tried to get the rotten aftertaste
of Christinas beany, shitty gas out of his mouth. He was exhaling Christinas gas as he tried to get
reacquaint himself with some fresh air. But as Christinas giggling started to fill the hallway, his body
finally fell due to losing oxygen. He had passed out just the same. Christina had walked back to her
bedroom where she changed her clothes to something a little different. She got herself into a green
swimsuit that hugged her asscheeks quite tightly. She was now standing with only her bodacious
buttock and large breasts encased in an emerald green. She stood up as she felt the back of her butt, it
felt that her ass was a little bigger as she was trying to cup just a little of it along her backside, but
perhaps it was just her thinking. As she stood there with her large ass she began blasting a series of large
farts.

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Whewthose are potent! Christina said as she started breathing in the lethal fumes of her gas
as she came up with a new idea for her video, she was going to film herself doing some normal things,
such as being on her computer and lying on her bed. Since she had the time to kill before her next
engagement during the day. She pointed the camera toward her computer and started browsing online
as news reports about her epic basketball game had gained the attention of more people. Now there
were people wondering who this mysterious basketball player was, and whether or not she really broke
the record. The people on her Facebook page had started asking questions, especially to the various fart
reports she would share from the previous day. Christina began typing, YesI scored 140 points last
night while farting up a stormhehe.and now my red beans are giving me more powerful farts.
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MMMMMMMMMRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF
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A strong vibrating sensation fell upon the wooden seat at Christinas computer as a bean and onion
scented behemoth was released from her swollen bowels into the world. The farts power could be
sensed from the computer as she felt the hot wind of her gas flow all around. It was a deadly fart that
had stunk up the room to the point that she had to place her nose underneath her shirt for a couple of
minutes, just to the point that the smell was bearable, and by that point it was still very pungent-
smelling. The scene of sulfur and shit hung in the air for the remainder of the morning, started from that
fart and carried on by the others that would escape her ass.

That was an awful odorand to smell these farts. Red beans are really giving me these
powerful blastersnot that they need to be any more powerfulbut that is my lifejust cutting mass
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She had been cut off by another horrendous and long-sounding stinker that had filled her green bikini
bottom with the vile vapors of her gas. Her bikini bottom felt steamy as the flatulent wind had covered
her space even more. She continued with her trip through the internet as she checked accounts of her
news. Unlike most people, who would have been embarrassed by such a gassy outburst, she was more
than proud of her efforts and the fact that more people were hearing about it now. She checked her
email and found an email from ESPN themselves. Checking the email, she saw that they were interested
in interviewing her and having a shooting demonstration. They were interested by such a story and
wanted to see if she could do it. She sent an email back, saying that shed be glad to do it later in the
day, only a venue would have to be chosen. For the next hour, Christina began a regimen of farting ever
few minutes, each of them a deadly smelling and loud blasting fart. Her green swimming suit was
already being blasted with the furnace-hot wind of her digestive system. She had to wave the air around
her face and her butt every time she released these farts, but somehow that was not going to help any.
It got to a point where she began blasting larger and larger points, with her next three being the biggest
in a while.

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Three more deadly farts erupted from the volcanic ass of Christina, with the last one being a
rather potent ripper that shook not only the chair, but the entire room. Things were vibrating off the
shelves within her room as this fart thundered its way out with the force and sound of a lions roar. It
was a sonic blast that sprayed the smell of a skunk across the room to fill it with more of her sulfuric
goodness. She just laughed at the camera as she went back at her camera, basting in her own gases
from her farting. Ten minutes later, another surge of bubbling popped up within her sphincter and she
had to release even more gas.

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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!

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An epic sounding blaster ripped out of Christinas ass as she leaned over for the duration of her three
farts, lasting for two and a half minutes, including the breaks. The last fart though was the deal breaker;
it was a tremendous flatulent blast that exploded her green bikini bottoms. An eye watering aroma of
rotten eggs and cheese started to fill the air as green gas could be seen on the camera filling up the air
around the room. The lens fogged up from the extraordinary amount of heat that was flowing out of her
ass from the powerful fart. The last fart again carried with it the same vibrating sensation that shook her
room with the previous farts, only this one was slightly stronger, even shaking Christinas computer
monitor and knocking the tripod of the camera off the ground as the fart winds finally let down. She
waved her hands around as the smell was starting to strengthen with each passing second. After a
minute or two of dealing with her already foul-smelling room with the extra foul-smelling farts, she had
to get up and leave. As she left she picked up the camera and looked into it for another comment of her
farts.

Oh Godthat one stunkof course it stunkI mean none of these farts dont stink, but they felt
so massive coming out of my buttlets see if anyone else could top those..ohhhhh!
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Christina started pushing out a silent fart, smelling of the same wicked odor as her previous farts. As
soon as she felt the superheated gas reach her nostrils she knew she had to leave. A long airy fart
permeated the silence of the bedroom. She tried to fan the fart away but it was no real help, the smell
hung around her. She caught a whiff of the terrible fart and almost choked, it was so bad.

Oh boyan SBDId better go before I pass outsee ya later. She blew a kiss to the camera,
getting a little taste of shit on her lips as she breathed in the frightful odor of her fart. She quickly left
the room and got into the hallway where she found that Parker and Bill were back up from their passing
out. They both shook their heads as they saw that Christina had left the room and they knew for what
reason.

How much longer is this going to be? Bill asked her as he was getting his mind back into
working order after having to breathe in the damning odor for her fart at breakfast. He saw that his
daughter was wearing only her two-piece swimming suit and knew that whatever seeped out of her
would have no problem reeking up the place.

How much longer is what going to be? Asked his daughter.

Youre fartingthis is getting out of control. He said as he felt his daughter hunch down
against her hurting stomach. He knew that she had to blow again.

Ohuntil tomorrow. I have to have the beans for the entire week.look out! She cried out as
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Another powerful fart roared out of her ass with the force of a hurricane. The winds of fecal vapors blew
around the hallway of the complex as various items nearby (small items) were blown to the floor. It felt
like being in a wind tunnel for those who were around Christina and yet she was feeling quite pleased
with herself. But then the smell got to both her and her father. The smell was terrible, like beans mixed
with rotting cabbages and some dead animals. Bill had moved away slowly as he saw his daughter
laughing at what she had produced. She was enjoying every moment of her gassy explosions and liked
the newfound power that her gas had within int. A few seconds later, Bill had started to feel light
headed and then, if the air quality in the hallway couldnt have gotten any worse, she ripped another
one.

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Another terrible fart through his nasal passages as he felt the strong wind from her latest fart. The fart
was actually a little less than the previous one, but both were still leagues away from the strongest fart
that a mortal man could muster up. Christina's gas rushed out of her body and into Bills nostrils and he
could smell it almost instantly; it hit him like a ton of bricks. He had to run away to another part of the
complex to avoid any more of the treacherous gas. Christina simply walked back toward her room where
she was blasted with a fiery force that knocked her back into the hallway. But after gaining enough
courage to take on her own flatulent wind, she walked back in and repositioned the camera so that it
was pointed straight toward her bed; she was getting in position for her next farts. The room smelled
like the inside of a toilet, a toilet that had been filled with a large dump by Christina. The smell left a
tingling sensation within her nostrils as she breathed in the beefy stench of her farts, but the rumbling
taking place inside her stomach, as more gas was being produced meant that the room was only going
to smell worse, and to make it even worse, some of the gas from the hallway farts she had cut were now
flowing back into her own room.

Hello thereChristina here and I just got back into my room after my farting earlierwell I got
some more gas for you, but Im going to give you a different perspective of itof course my farts wont
be any different, probably just bigger, these farts keep getting larger and larger.just think of it, more
and more gas keeps coming out of me, I am full of gas! She laughed as she arranged herself on the bed
so that she had her back lying against the wall at the back of her bed and she had her two legs bent up
like the A-frames of a swing set. Her legs were massive compared to most and it showed her as her vast
body was further spread out on the bed despite the position. Her tan legs were getting more muscular
as her exercise workouts had helped to develop them. Her thighs were as wide as anyone elses head
and her calves were no small matter as well. These were the legs of a goddess, and they fit the body of
the goddess too. Her torso rose up from the bed slightly as it reached the top of her cherry face. In the
middle, her large chests hung out like mini basketballs being contained with a very revealing green bikini
top. The nipples of her chests were outstretched a little further, accentuating her large breasts as she
was getting a little aroused by her gaseous air. On top, her black hair was flowing around the sides of
her head as she looked with her brown eyes straight at the camera with a bright, smiling face that was
enough to steal the scene.

But the main part of the show was further down back on top of the bed. Her buttocks were
spread out with her long buttcrack that formed a deep canyon that stretched from about a couple of
inches up off the bed deep into the cover of her bed and out around her backside, her bed was going to
get blasted with the strong farts she was developing. Her green bottom piece was large enough to
contain most of the canyon and it hung over very tightly as it stretched from one mountainous buttock
to the other. Within the bottom piece was the most inhuman smelling air ever created, it smelled like
the bowels of Christina and the smell could not have been mistaken for anything else. For the most part
though, her basketball-sized butt cheeks were exposed to the elements, which in this case was the
warm, foul smelling air of her farts. The camera had been zoomed in on her body on the bed as she
placed her right hand over her stomach and started pushing down on the copious amounts of gas being
contained within it. She started smiling as she tensed up her buttocks and started pushing out her gas.
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From the bowels of Christina blew out a tremendous fart that exceeded all expectations. It was
a long, drawn out blast that sounded like a dozen tubas being blown into at the same time. It was so
powerful that the walls were again vibrating from the remarkable sound that was being produced.
Christinas ears were ringing from the loudness of her fart. The masterful explosion that shook her bed
and expelled load of toxic green gas that was quick to fill up the bedroom with its lethal stink. It was a
dreadful hot smell that smelled like burning diapers and raw shit, mixed in with beans and rotten eggs to
produce an overpowering smell that smelt worse than anything she had cut in that basketball game last
night. It was a powerful burst of stench that caused for Christina to squint her eyes has she had to shed
a few tears from the burning smell. She also had plug up her nose with her hands as she playfully blew
the air from within the zone created by her two bent legs and her crouch. If one were to zoom the
camera further at her crouch they would have seen water droplets forming from the intense vapor
condensing into a shitty liquid that was created from the burning cloud of stink that Christina had
produced.

Whew.that stinks! She laughed as she continued waving her hand around. She felt the
strong gas flow all around her as it got into her top piece and flowed through her bottom piece of her
swimsuit with more gas than ever before. She gagged a few times as she continued laughing at her gas,
but not only because of what she had produced right there, but because she had a few more to push
out.

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Three more colossal stinkers roared their way out of her bottom. The steam that was rising from
her ass from the first fart had become a column of cloudy gas that continued to flow up from her ass as
if from a factory. The stench that came out too was just as powerful as the first one, and was only an
intensification of the first farts stench. The camera lens rattled with each of these earthquake farts as
they had also fogged up a little from all the extra humidity that was in contact with the fart. She
continued the fanning of her ass but there was no way that anyone couldnt see the scrunched up face
as she had to breathe in all that potent gas. It reeked beyond belief in that room and anyone less
powerful than her would have collapsed from the power of the farts she was cutting there. She leaned
slightly over to her left as she concentrated her face and began to rip another series of terrifying rippers
that shook her bottom piece and saw her butt cheeks flapping from all the extra muscles being used to
release the large quantities of digested gas from her red beans.

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Like clockwork, she released these five devastating farts as if it were nothing. Each fart lasted a
minimum of 10 seconds and they were released with such power, such authority, that paint had started
to peel off the walls of the room, not as if some paint had been peeled off anyway. The sound of these
farts was enough to rattle the walls with the force of a 5-pointer off the Richter Scale. The final fart went
on for 30 seconds as she pushed with all her might this massive amount of flatulence, creating a new
form of stink that amazingly had surpassed the Christinas Fart Smell. After the fart was finished she
started waving the air around as she got up from her position and started breathing in the extra foul
stench that was around the center of her bed. She leaned forward toward the camera with her butt now
facing the covers of her bed as she started smiling for the camera. She wiped away the dampness that
had covered the lens as she giggled at the atrocious gas that was now flying around. It was a vapor
cesspool of filth that hung around her room. This smell wasnt going to go away for a long time and it
had the foulest concentration of hydrogen sulfide possible, or at least humanely possible, at least
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Ho myanother one.and that was a stinkerI better go. She started hacking her lungs out as
she caught wind of the potent blaster that she rumbled straight into her bed, shaking the bed with
another earthquake force fart. She had to vacate the room as she found no refuge in there. It stunk way
too bad for her to remain in there, and that was the problem with her bean diet. The more she ate her
beans, the more her farts would become in both size, power, and smell. And that meant she would be
clearing out more places not only for people to stay in but for herself. As soon as she left the room she
felt another powerful gas bubble hit her stomach. She leaned her body against the walls of the complex
and pushed her butt out while her front faced the wall. Trying to relieve the pressure she farted.
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Her first two farts boomed off the wall with the force of a sonic blast as more green and yellow
fog emerged. The smell of rotten eggs and burning broccoli could be smelled in heaping quantities as
the farts rattled out of her ass with a great authority. The final fart was a burning hisser, one that burned
a small hole within her green bottom piece as she felt a small amount of open air make contact with her
burning asshole. Quickly, the burning, stinky wind overtook the cleaner air that hung around the hallway
as she was quick in gassing out the entire hallway and several of the rooms adjacent to it. Parker had
started to wear his gas mask when the strong odor of Christinas farts had made contact with his office.
Quickly, the gas blew into the office as it filled all the available oxygen with her own precious flatulence.
There was nowhere that her gas was not going to fill and the worst part was that it was now
approaching lunchtime as she trying to comprehend breathing in all the gas that she had just produced.
She was a big girl and could handle certain things, but this was not one of them.

Soon after, Christina received a phone call from Tim who wanted to make sure things were
arranged for this afternoon. He had an appointment scheduled at the UC Fart Tank for her to rate her
farts, which were bound to be much stronger than the 150 she had scored the previous time. He also
had some other news for her; a Dr. Michael Levitt was making a visit to the complex that afternoon. Dr.
Levitt has been known among gastroenterology as the leading authority in flatulence, and he had caught
wind of Christina, not literally of course, yet. Dr. Levitt had been studying farts for many years and was
called by some, Dr. Fart for his unique line of study. The UC doctors had called upon him to see if he
could make any deal about Christinas gas. He had already read the report from the experiment within
Christinas butt earlier last year and was very intrigued by the concept of what he termed, a Super
Farter. He had dealt with patients before who had been passing copious amounts of gas, with one
person doing roughly 140 farts per day and another releasing 5,000 milligrams worth of flatulent air.
Christinas report had shown that she easily bested the second record and was neck and neck with the
third. As she passed three more raucous rippers there during the phone call, she was getting more
aroused by the thought of meeting the worlds leading fart expert and showing him thing or two about
flatulence. This propelled her then to grab a second full can of red beans, so that she would eat two,
very large cans of red beans for her lunch. She was going all out to impress this expert and it required
her to eat more beans than she had for any other lunch. Parker and Bill were now getting very worried.
 She poured the first large can of red beans into the pot and she immediately began the eating.
Dr. Kevin had looked over into the kitchen as he saw the gassy behemoth eating more of the fart-
producing fuel. He walked into the room and began to lecture to Christina about the farts she was
producing, but as usual, she was having none of it. She continued to drink her milk and eat her beans as
the gases were already rumbling within her stomach, producing another heaping dose of her fetid gas.

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A powerful belch roared out of Christinas mouth as she finished off her first helping of beans. A strong
smell of newly-eaten red beans and milk hung over the room as Dr. Kevin continued his protest. As
Christina got up to get the second can of beans Dr. Kevin looked over into the empty pot of beans, with
bits of sauce still hanging around the edges. He took out a vial which contained a strong liquid dosage of
Beano, one that he was able to get from various sources and he dumped the bottle into the pot. He did
this is a quick enough fashion that Christina wasnt able to see him do it. She took the second can of
beans and poured them into the pot, allowing for the beans to mix in with the liquid Beano. Christina
went ahead and started eating the beans, really stuffing her body with the red beans as she drank
another gallon of milk, she would have to pee before she went across the bay. Dr. Kevin stood there
more as he shook his head in disapproval.

What? I have another day or so of this and them Im done. Im going to finish out. Christina
insisted as she continued eating her beans.

Yeahbut Im not sure this complex is going to survive. He said as he noticed Christina leaning
a bit into her seat. He was wondering if she was going to fart, but her heard nothing.

Hehehe. Christina giggled as she took another chug of her milk.

What do you have to fart again? The doctor asked as he heard more laughter from Christina.

NopeI already did. And with those words Dr. Kevin was blind sighted by the largest wall of
hot wind he had ever had the experience of feeling. The deadly smell was quick to claim the nostrils of
the doctor as it streamed up them and infiltrated his brain with a foul batch of flatulent wind. The
powerful smell of shit started to flow its way as it grew in strength over the few seconds that had passed
since Christina had finished releasing her 10-second SBD and the point of it reach Dr. Kevins nose. It was
a combination unlike any other that he or anyone had the displeasure to smell. It was a burning stench
that produced a vapor so strong that it carried particles of raw shit in them. When Christina and Dr.
Kevin smelled the fart, they could taste the shit in the air. And it wasnt just a normal shit smell; it was
dog shit on steroids. The air inside the kitchen grew hazier as the seconds passed on and the fart grew in
power. He started to stumble around the kitchen as Christina continued to eat her beans as if nothing
else was wrong in the world. But more and more, the overpowering smell of Christinas silent fart was
growing. He stuttered in his step as his eyes were slowly blinking back and forth, the burning stench of
the air was too much for his eyes to handle and they were tearing up from the killer stench. After about
a minute of breathing in the prosperous stench from her fart, the doctors eyes had been stung too
much and his lung capacity threatened to the point that he couldnt take it anymore, he fell to the floor,
another victim to Christinas SBD. He fell to the ground and Christina began giggling.

Hehepoor Doctor Kevincant handle my.oh Gawd! Christina received another heaping
dose of her gas as it filtered around the room, spreading to every nook and cranny available. She picked
up the pot of beans and picked up the half-drunken gallon of milk as she quickly vacated the kitchen, it
stunk too much in there for her to stand too, and that was from just one fart. She was getting to the
point that she could handle no more than a few of the gassers she had produced. She finished the rest
of her beans and milk in the hallway which was itself being cleared out from her potent farts. She
walked back into her room and changed her clothes to a new pair of white panties and a white bra along
with some blue jeans and a red T-Shirt. She looked at the green swimsuit and threw it in a trash bag. She
wanted to keep it, but she had to see if the smell could be cleaned out. Often, after a very gassy
episode, her clothes would become tainted with the dreadful odors of the flatulence to the point that
they could no longer be used. As she left the room, she dropped a couple of small bubbly farts, leaving
before she had a chance to smell the damage done in her room. At long last it was time for her to head
across the bay to the UC campus to test out the intensity of her farts, but she pretty much knew that
they were much worse than before. She grabbed the camera and placed in a backpack as she made her
way to the elevator. As she the doors closed she felt a powerful ping hit her stomach and she had to let
loose another gasser before anything else. She clinched her fists as
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Oh Godoh God that is.I cant breathe Christina started smelling the strong stench as it
flowed up her clothing and into the tight space of the elevator. In only a few seconds, the glass walls of
the elevator were fogging up from the ungodly amount of sulfuric gas that was flowing around it. The
gas had a powerful kick as it flooded the mind of Christina with her own gastric stench. Finally, the
elevator had reached the top, but the door did not open. She looked around as she placed her nose
underneath her shirt and looked out toward the building that housed this elevator shaft. She didnt
know why the doors were having trouble opening but she had pressed the emergency button on the
elevator, hoping someone back down would answer. In the meantime, the foulest, most corrosive bean-
scented gas was being pumped all throughout the small enclosed space as Christina tried with all her
might to avoid smelling the odor. It stunk of broccoli and beans along with cheese and it stunk to high
heaven with this odor. It was becoming a broken record for Christina, all this stinky gas being released
from her and gassing her out like this, but she knew that the experiment was going to prove delightful
for her.

A minute passed by and nothing was done, the stench from the SBD she had cut as she entered
the elevator was still gaining momentum as it was claiming all the air inside the small elevator, and then
reclaiming it again, giving the air that Christina was breathing a double helping of her own foul farts. She
slouched down in the elevator and delve her head between her legs with her nose still underneath her
shirt. As expected, the smell was even worse there the closer she got to her crouch. The powerful
concentration of methane and sulfur were pounding up her nose with a blowtorch of heated flatulence.
As the seconds continued to tick on in the gas chamber that Christina had created there in the elevator,
she started to feel her heart pound as she felt the chill breathe of unconscioness approach her. The
smell was just too strong and it was getting stronger. The stench and power of her farts could get
deadlier up to five minutes after her release before finally cresting and falling down, and in an enclosed
space such as the elevator those five minutes couldnt come soon enough. More eye watering stink was
flowing out of her tight blue jeans as the gas from the SBD was still emitting from her body. It spread like
a cancer across the elevator as the walls were now completely fogged. She sighed to herself as she
began to think that she would not make it out without passing out.

Oh mannow I am starting to regret those beans.oh man, youve got to be kidding me!
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Christina had felt another strong gas bubble and had to push out her 20-second SBD, the second in just a
few minutes. The concentration of potent gas just got worse as she started to sweat from the added
heat. Her face was turning red as it was being burnt by the extra heat that had filled out of her ass. Her
asshole was burning as the hot stench of her putrid gas was expanding in the elevator space, claiming
the gas that she had already produced and replicating its already deadly stench. Now she was getting a
third helping of her powerful gas and if she didnt watch herself, a fourth helping. She started pounding
on the walls of the elevator as the situation deteriorated. With each passing second, the air quality grew
worse as her toxic gas was filling up the elevator with too much of her stink for her to handle. She was
gagging now from the dreadful odor and had started pounding on the walls as she felt another powerful
urge within her stomach as she waited for the moment in which she would be able to not breathe these
anymore. But that wasnt coming soon enough; she bent her ass over so that it was sticking out toward
the top of the elevator while she had her head down toward the floor, moaning she broke more wind.
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Comeonwhy do I have this much gas! She cried out as she felt this beast of a fart blast out
of her ass with a vibrating feeling that rattled the walls of the elevator. More of her beefy bean-smelling
gas filled the space as ever fabric of her clothing was now reeking of her killer stench. Her breathing
started increasing as she was trying to take in deep breathes of her gas. Every breath was like taking a
piece of crap and eating it out of the toilet. She was still breathing in oxygen, but there was much more
of her signature hydrogen-sulfide mixed in to give her a gassy aftertaste, one that stunk to unbelievable
levels, and now that stink was going to claim her as she knew that she wasnt going to stick around
much more breathing in this burning air. Nothing in that elevator smelt right, all the buttons, the floor;
the wall was coated with several layers of her ultra-killer fart stink that had claimed the air particles in
the tight space several times over. The strong heat from her farts and the smell that they brought had
her down on the floor, in tears as the eye-watering content of the farts had not permitted her to
breathe a sigh of fresh air or blink her eyes without them burning. As she felt herself slip into
unconsciousness, the heard a noise with the door of the elevator. The doors nudged a little as she heard
some noises come from the other side of the door. Another minute had passed before she finally heard
the crowbar get into the doors and pry it open. A small slimmer of fresh air poured in as a firefighter had
opened the door to allow for Christina to leave. Her eyes lit up as she fell to her knees as the door was
pried open.

Are you alright maam? The firefighter had asked he saw the tall Hispanic teen get herself off
the floor and stood up to her commanding height over the firefighter. He looked up at the towering girl
and started breathing in the heinous odor that was flowing out of the elevator. Immediately, and
despite the mask they were wearing, he and his other firefighter collapsed in the hallway as the rotten
egg stench of her farting had made its way out of the elevator and through the hallway. She quickly left
the scene before anything else could be said as she followed the wave of deadly gas flow through the
hallway and even out the door of the building that housed the elevator. As she walked out she headed
over toward the BART station to get toward Berkeley. She got looks from people as she passed them by,
but not just because she was had the greatest scoring game ever, but because of the rotten wind that
merely was clinging to her clothing. Just standing next to Christina was enough to allow for someone to
pass out from the atrocious odor of her gas. By the time she had gotten on the subway, she had felt
another ping of gas approach her sphincter. The smell from her previous farts had faded away enough
whereas people werent able to smell the fart off of her, as much. But there were still the onlookers who
saw Christinas towering body in the subway car as it pulled out of the Montgomery Street station.

Heyarent you the girl that scored like a 100 points playing basketball? One of the male
passengers had asked as he saw Christina stand up all the way toward the ceiling on the subway car. It
was half full with the regular midday travelers going from San Francisco to Oakland. By this point, the
news about Christinas basketball game had reached the national press and the people on the subway
car were curious for themselves.

Yepthat was me. Actually it was 140 points. She said with pride as she blushed at the
attention that she was receiving. Another person nearby had then asked her another question as the
train finally left Embarcadero Station on its way across the bay toward Oakland and Berkeley.

Is it true too about thethe gas. It says you were farting up a storm in there. The unsuspecting
passenger asked, in a shy way that was more for his knowledge than anyone elses. Christina proceeded
with a big smile on her face as she answered his question.

Oh yeahI was farting a lot last nightplenty of stinkers, plenty of loud, bubbly, powerful
fartsjust like right now! She said with a cheerful look as the passengers on the train started to stare at
her with shock and awe. At first, they were impressed that the report from the news had been correct
about Christinas farting during the game, but their faces changed to horror when they heard that she
had gas right at that moment. The news article had mentioned that she had stunk up the entire gym,
and this being a subway car, that was not good news for anyone. She smiled as she started
concentrating at one of the poles on the train and started to break an extraordinary fart.
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It was another fine smelly masterpiece that roared out like a tuba being blown into a
microphone and being amplified to the highest level. The car that Christina was on was shaking from the
sheer force of the explosion that her butt was producing. The smell was as ungodly as ever, stinking of
raw shit many times over and it was such a foul, such a burning stench that half the people in the car
collapsed in mere seconds after the 25-second monster was released. The rest were slowly collapsing as
Christina was gigging. That giggling soon turned to worry as she started to inhale her beefy creation and
was not pleased with the results. It was too smellytoo strong for her to even comprehend. With the
tunnel, there was only natural light from the top of the inside of the car, and that light was slowly fading
from the growing haze that her blasting fart had created. For the next six minutes she sat there in the
car with absolute silence. That one blast from her was more than enough to silence the commotion in
the car and render her the only breathing person in the car. Oh, the people aboard the train would wake
up eventually, but for now they were knocked out by the fiercest form of flatulence imaginable.

As the train approached the Oakland stations, it opened up to several passengers who quickly
left the area when they smelt the disgusting odor. It was like a strong ammonium odor mixed it with
beans and rotten eggs. Christinas fart had done the usual by growing in power as the car continued to
Berkeley. Finally, she arrived at the Downtown Berkeley station and walked out of the subway car to
find her boyfriend standing on the other side of the platform. As the two walked off of their respective
trains, there were no passengers going in and out and Tim could notice a billow of green gas flow out of
her car from the first fart she had just released. But Christina noticed something else, another pillar of
green gas flowing out of the subway car that Tim had been riding on. He was wearing a grey hoodie with
a pair of blue jeans along with his blue jacket. He was in a rather pleasant mood too from what Christina
could tell.

Hey Christina. Tim said as he walked up toward Christina there among the red brick columns
of the station platform. The air on the platform had become fouled briefly as the gas was flowing around
from both trains, but why were they flowing around from both trains? The gases were merging in the
center of the platform to produce a putrid combination of flatulent wind. Christina smelled the ripe air
around her boyfriend and came to a startling conclusion.

Did you fart in there? She asked as Tim began to smile.

Excuse meI had some beans for lunch. He said with a bright smile. At first it was unknown
what the reaction would be, but the two simply broke out into laughter as they were appreciating the
situation before them. Both of them had released farts in their trains as Tim was heading south from
another location and Christina was going north. At the same time, the trains had met and the gases that
they had produced had merged to form a super form of flatulent gas. The air in the platform, created
from a 10-second exposure to both their farts was strong enough to peel a little off the walls and
produced a yellow haze that was unbreathable. It was something out of a horror film, an ultimate gas
chamber that the two knew they had to leave, immediately.

The two left the station breathing from the insane odor that was produced within that station.
They were breathing heavily as they left the station and started walking down the street toward the
campus and the Fart Tank. Christina was looking over at Tim as he continued with a big smirk on his
face. He had passed Christina while walking down the sidewalk, he looked back and the smirk on his face
had grown larger. She could still smell a rotten egg stench, but it wasnt coming from her, it was coming
from him. As soon as she noticed the smell she felt the strong wind of Tims warm fecal wind blow in her
face as he had started chuckling. It was a ripe smell that was quickly increasing in power at she had
caught its stench. She had to hold her hands over her nose as she started to taste the beany stench of
her boyfriends SBD fart.

Timwhat is wrong with you? She cried out as she waved the air around her face from the
potent stench that he had created.

Hehesorry. Said Tim as he stopped his walking to allow for Christina to catch up. She was
looking at him through a face that had shown a little discomfort. Of course, she had smelt plenty of farts
that day and Tims fart overall werent that bad, but it was by far the worst smelling stinker that she had
ever smelt from anyone who wasnt her.

I dont think Ive ever smelt that from you beforethats as bad as some off mineIm
impressed. She said as she coughed a little from the sulfuric death stench that her boyfriends fart had
produced.

Sorry. Tim said as he waved the warm air that was blowing out from his butt. His underwear
and pants were steaming hot from the fart. As he saw Christinas towering body and bodacious butt
bounce before his body, he started smelling another powerful aroma. An indescribable stench of rotten
garbage began to fill his nostrils as a scorching eggy stench filled his whole mind as he filled up the nasal
cavities. He gagged as he breathed in the intoxicating stench that was clearly flowing out of his
girlfriends ass. He moved over to her side and started to wave his hand ferociously as he looked up at
his towering girlfriend laughing.

What the hell? That is not human! Tim gripped as he held his shirt over his nose and mouth.
Behind the couple, there were a couple of people who had passed out from the combined odors of
Christina and Tim and there were others hacking and gagging in the vapor trail that the two had left
behind.

WhatIve been eating beans for a whole weekwhat did you expect? Christina continued
laughing as her butt started pushing further out with the expulsion of more farts.
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Two more powerful beefy blasters had ripped their way out of Christinas tight blue jeans, creating a
potent zone of gassy deliciousness. The particular flavor of toot was one that Christina could remember,
her other farts were as bad, but the feeling of this fart against the windy odor of both hers and Tims
flatulence had amplified her own gas even more. It smelt something like a paper mill smell, deeply
penetrating, with an acrid pukey smell that made her think of heartburn, and an overlay of skunkiness.
Eyes were watering as her stomach was working on reversing those beans. As she and Tim were both
walking quicker as they had approached the front of the building. As they started walking up the steps of
the college building they heard one last powerful sound that boomed against the entryway of the
building. Christina looked to her side at Tim who was feeling relieved, he had just farted!
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Awwthat feels much better. Tim said as he felt a huge surge of hot wind blow through his
underwear and out his own blue jeans. This was a beefy fart unlike any other that he had produced and
it smelled like broccoli and beans mixed into an oven and burnt beyond belief into a diabolical gas that
only Christina would have been able to produce. It was an overwhelming stench that forced both of
them to enter the building as soon as possible to avoid smelling its wrath. They looked back at the
pathway that the two had walked to get to the college building and saw six students passed out on the
sidewalk, having breathed in too much of the inferno stench that both had created. In truth though, it
was Tims fart that had produced the killing strong. Both Christina and Tim tasted the rotten stench of
Tims previous fart and it had smelled too like shit, his own shit. Christina was now wondering how her
boyfriend had been able to hide this from her for so long.

What the hell? You just ate some beans for lunch and this is what happens to you, I
meanyour sister didnt smell half as bad as what Im smelling from you right now. Seriouslythat
stinks! Christina said as they walked the corridor that took them toward the Fart Tank. Their voices
echoed against the walls of the hallway as they saw that it was deserted. Somehow, word that Christina
was going to be in there got the people out, knowing of what brewed within Christinas anus
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 Tim?! Christina yelled as she heard the masterful fart power its way out from Tims only
boyish ass and through his jeans into the hallway, producing a strong echo that lasted itself for a few
seconds. His past two farts were more than 10 seconds in length and the smell for his gas were getting
stronger than before. She looked at Tim who was now cracking up from his fart, this one was a truly
powerful blaster and the force it made when it vibrated the wall and produced a fine green fog
throughout the hallway had made him beam with pride, and then there was the smell. It was a mighty
stench, one that could eat the stitching off the pants he was wearing and by all accounts was. It smelled
of rotten cabbage, eggs, and milk, all mixed into the most poignant thing that he had ever encountered,
after smelling one of Christinas. Christina was waving the air around her like a madwoman, trying to get
a little of the tingly, burning aroma away from her. Her clothes were reeking of methane and sulfuric
stink again, but it wasnt from her own creation. She had smelled the worst fart ever, outside of her
own, and it was a beaut.

Excuse me. Tim said as they both looked at each other. Christina for the first time had a slight
look of jealousy; she was being shown up by her own boyfriend. How was Tim even capable of
producing such deadly farts, this was well beyond any league she had known. Of course, her farts were
still much deadlier, but Megans farts were now small whiffs of air compared to the rippers her brother
were releasing. Deep down inside her, that actually made her feel pretty well. Finally, they had entered
the Fart Tank and the main scientist working there with Tim had welcomed them back. After the usual
introductions, the main scientist was pleased to introduce to both Christina and Tim, Dr. Michael Levitt.

Good Afternoon Miss Lopez, it is a pleasure to meet such a fantastic woman as yourself. Dear
God you are huge, I have to look beyond your breasts just to see your face. Dr. Levitt said as he took a
step back to look at Christinas smiling face. She was giggling at the remark for she loved comments
about her immense size as much as her immense farts.

Its a pleasure to meet you toosorry about that, I guess my chest does get in the way a
bitbut I think its my butt youre more interested in. She turned around to highlight the twin
basketballs that her stuffed within tight confines of her jeans. Her ass hung out almost a foot from her
body as it stood nearly five feet off the ground.

Wellyes, Dr. Levitt is world-leading expert on flatulence; the knowledge of this man is
something than anyone in this field looks for. The head scientists at the Fart Tank stated.

And if what Ive heard from the sports reports are true, it looks like you have some other
talents as well, youre impressive basketball skills combined with your farting, that must be a potent
combination. The doctor added, recalling the article he had read in the newspaper.

Wellits just a little thing that I do. She shrugged, trying to act humble about what she had
done. There was a growling noise coming from the stomach of Tim as she mentioned this. He looked
down at his chest and started smiling.

Yeahbut I must say, that report on the experiment within your butt last year was the most
compelling, most technical report I have ever read over flatulence. Ive been searching for ways for over
20 years to get a lot of the answers on this subject, obviously one that most scientists dont strive for,
and after what I saw in that book, I just had to meet the generator of that kind of flatulence. I have had
many patients with various gas problemsbut yours is very much the worst I had ever encounted he
had been cut off by Christina, whose stomach had also started to growl for all to hear.
 I dont view it as a problemIm proud of my gas, I love my farts, they give me so much power
and control, I meanI control my father with my farts. His experience within my butt, along with the
other scientists had made him so dependent on my farts that he actually has to breathe in one of my
farts every four hours. Christina giggled as she saw the doctor cringe at the mere thought of what Bill
had to put up with his daughter.

Oh Godthat sucks. I mean, that is a new one. What happened to him? Dr. Levitt asked.

His lungs were altered sir, all the breathing of her farts when deep within her, and during the
experiment it was a constant smell of gas, it had affected his lungs to the point that he could not live
without her farts. The other scientists had similar issues but the effect wasnt as severe. The head
scientist explained.

Thats rightin about a couple of hours, either I have to return to San Francisco to feed my
father, or he can breathe the gas in the toilet from the dump I took earlier. Both have the same effect.
Christina added on.

That is fascinating; I dont think Ive ever heard of such dependence before. Dr. Levitt
commented.

Thats because it requires for someone with powerful gassuch as me. She giggled as she
pointed at herself.

RegardlessI have seen many things about farting and flatulence in general and I have learned
a lot on this subject, but I suspect you will be teaching me a few things about farting today. Dr. Levitt
concluded as he was prepped by the main scientist about how things operated there in the Fart Tank.
He had never seen as much equipment prepared for the recording that would be taking place in the
glass-sealed space. As they prepped the area, Tim made a proposition to both Dr. Levitt and the main
scientists. Christina too was wondering what her boyfriend was going to propose as she heard a rumble
come out from both her stomach and Tims.

Can I test out the equipment? You knowjust to make sure it works in front of the doctor. Tim
had suggested as he took his jacket off and laid it on a chair outside the chamber. They both looked at
him with a curiosity, for wasnt Christina the one they were researching?

How comeyou have to fart? The head scientist asked.

As a matter of factI do. He smiled as Christina started smiling back at her boyfriend; she
already knew that her boyfriend was a gassy fellow that day. Dr. Levitt and the head scientist both
looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders in a sure, why not manner.

So who are you by the way? Dr. Levitt asked the scrawny, 57 21-year old college student.

Im TimI work here and I am also her boyfriend. Tim mentioned as he walked into the
chamber. He was able to calibrate the equipment on the inside and place the sensor right below the
seat of his pants. Both Dr. Levitt and the head scientist had looked from outside the chamber as
Christina felt another gas ping hit her stomach. She was developing more of her powerful gas, but she
was going to hold in as much of it as possible. Tim went over and repositioned the sensor so that he
could stand up with the sensor touching the denim stitching of his pants. He finally got the go ahead
from the head scientist and was told that he could release his test fart. He started squinting as he felt
the power of the flatulent gas within him form up at his rectum and started to let rip a large blaster!
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The fart that emerged out of Tims butt was nothing short of spectacular. It lasted for a painful
30 seconds as a whole bunch of gas had started to roar out of his ass a supersonic speeds and sounds.
There was a vibration throughout the chamber and the surrounding rooms; this was the force of the
power of this ear-splitting fart erupting from Tims bowels. The walls were shaking and the equipment
around the tank was going haywire as they were recording the power of this male-produced fart. The
smell of decaying cabbage, broccoli, beans, and hundreds of rotten eggs started clearing out any of the
clean air that had been pumped into the chamber. A large column of yellow gas had poured out of Tims
butt as the gas from his fart had fogged up the window and provided a few small cracks in the chamber
that was trying to contain all the flatulent wind that was being released by this college boy. He was
laughing his ass off when he was cutting this fart and why wouldnt he? There was no way around this;
this was the worst, most deadly, killer, smelly fart that anyone had ever produced. It was a fart of
magnificent proportions; it was a fart worthy of praise from everyone. It had soaked Tims pants with
the strong aroma and heat of pure raw funk. It smelled like shit had been sprayed in that chamber over
and over again and once the fart had been concluded, it only increased in power and strength
continuously as it filled the chamber and then refilled it again as the excess fart had caused Tim to gag
under his own fart stench. He had quickly bolted out of the chamber where he slammed it shut but not
before releasing a large helping of his own strong wind into the room outside the chamber. The eyes on
everyones face was that of pure shock and amazement, to smell and hear what had just gone out from
this boy was out of this world. But the look on Christinas face was the most priceless, had she just been
beaten by her own lover?

I thought you said I was here for the girlthat is the most powerful fart I have ever smelt. Just
the sheer sound, the length, the stenchthat is a horrendous odor young manwhat did you eat? Dr.
Levitt asked as he walked slowly toward the door into the chamber. The smell of rotten eggs had now
overpowered everything surrounding the chamber; Tims fart had powerful coverage and hang time.

OkayI confessIve been eating beans for the whole week. Tim confessed as he saw the look
on Christinas face go from that of shock to pure disbelief. As it turned out, Tim had been hiding his farts
from Christina, or incorporating them with her own to mask his own gassers. The farts had progressively
gotten worse throughout the week and this was the accumulative effort. Dr. Levitt had opened the door
to the chamber and was instantly knocked out by the strong hot wind of Tims fart. The college student
had produced a fart so foul that there was no way that anyone could top it. And the readings came out
to confirm it, he had a 170 score on his fart, indeed it was the worse. He walked over to his towering
girlfriend who was now furious at him.

What? How the hellhow have you ripped a larger fart than me? Christina yelled in a pissed
off tone.

I know how it soundsbut I did it for you. Your effort to eat beans for a week had encouraged
me to try out my own little experiment. So I went and ate my own bean diet, and the impacts have been
dramatic, my roommate hasnt been in my room for nearly a day because of the strong aroma in there.
Even my dumps in the toilet have cleared out the entire room. But I did it for you, for I know deep down
inside, that as big as my farts have become, theyre still nowhere as strong as yours. All you have to do is
let out a decent fart and mine will be blown away in the dust. Youre still the better farter. He said in
admiration of his girlfriend, trying to make her feel a little better about his fart. She continued to smell
the burning odor from the fart and knew that she would have to do her very best to top his best effort.

Wait a minuteyou both ate beans for a whole week? Dr. Levitt asked as he got back up from
near the door. Amazedly, he was only out for about a couple of minutes. His tolerance to smelling many
farts had given him quite immunity to such strong farts. But even Tims powerful beast had caused him
to pass out momentarily. He walked back over toward the two of them.

Thats rightgranted, Ive only eaten a small bowl of beans for each meal, shes eaten a large
pot of beans. Trust me when I saymy farts are nothing. Tim said striking a bit of fear in Dr. Levitts
interior.

Youre kidding rightthat fart was the strongest, smelliest thing I have ever smelt. There is no
way to even measure up to that kind of flatulence, that is beyond anyones control. The doctor
continued to praise the beefy stinker that was still hanging around the room.

Wellyoull have to trust mehers will be much worse. Tim said as he looked up at his now
beaming girlfriend. And sure enough, the rumbling within Christinas stomach had been getting worse as
it took the crew in the compound a full half hour to clear out the chamber so that Christina could use it.
Tim had dropped a couple of more tolerable farts on the outside, clearing out the room momentarily for
all parties, but by the 30-minute mark the chamber was presentable for Christina to do her business in
there.

Christina had stripped down to her marvelous white panties and bra for her to be able to
produce the worst, most god-awful farts imaginable and without much to disrupt the flow of gas out.
She finally walked into the chamber, standing strong at her full 72 height with her muscular calves and
thighs, standing high and mighty with her bountiful breasts and buttocks. The door to the chamber was
closed and they finally gave her the go ahead. She walked around for a moment as she looked for the
right position to rip one, then she decided to sit on the bed standing in the middle of the chamber. She
sat there with the sensor shoved straight at her smelly panties. Already, the sensors were recording a
reading of 30, just from smelling the residue of her previous farts. She looked out toward the window
where Tim, Dr. Levitt, and the head scientists were all looking. She then gave a large smile and tilted her
ass on the bed as she began ripping a fart of mammoth proportions, one for the record books.
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Christina Lopez had done the impossible and topped her boyfriends mammoth fart with
another ginormous one of her own. Everything about this fart was bigger than his and his was the one
that blew all others away. Her fart had gone on for nearly 50 seconds as she remained in her seated
position with this enormous blaster being released. The stench from this fart was infinitely worse than
from Tims and was enough to cause a few of the sensors to break down. It was a rotten odor that
redefined the definition of the Christina Fart Smell and magnified it many times fold. If Tims fart was
the smell of a hundred rotten eggs being piled into the chamber, hers was the smell of a thousand
rotten eggs. Of course, Christina had many more beans and had a far superior digestive system and that
showed with this destroyer of a fart. The force, the power of this fart, it was the same as a small bomb
being released within the chamber, with a shockwave that caused more cracks in the window that
looked into the chamber. The fog that was emerging from Christinas fart was thicker than from any of
her previous blasters and it showed. It was thicker than pea soup and the same color of it too. The gas
blew underneath the supposedly air-tight door and caused for both Dr. Levitt and the head scientists to
be knocked out as soon as possible. Christina giggled as she saw both men collapse under the insane
odor of her fart. But as she looked through the thick fog of her explosion, she saw Tim standing there
with a big fat smile on his face. She quickly left the room and walked over and started to smell another
foul smelling fart. It smelled of refried beans and cheese and onions in that room and thats when
Christina realized that the men werent passing out from her fart, but from his. Of course, the reading
did come out from Christinas fart and it told an even greater story, it read 290.

Wow Christina.that wasCOUGH.COUGHvery good! Tim said as he waved the air around
the control center of the Fart Tank. She had her hands on her hips as she looked over at Tim and
questioned him about what had happened in there.

As it turns outI can release a killer SBD fart toothese guys never knew it was coming, but it
slipped out of my ass and burned. Tim said as he continued waving the air from behind his butt.
Christina took her hand and felt up his jean-claded ass to see what he meant, and sure enough, it felt
like touching an oven.

Okayfeel my butt. Christina asked her boyfriend who was in no position to argue with her;
after all she still had a considerable size advantage. He took his hand and slowly approached her tight
ass. He could see burn marks right in the crouch of her panties as his hand slowly got right into the
crack. He finally approached it and the sensory of the hot gas immediately registered in his brain. He had
to quickly remove his hand and run over to the bathroom nearby to cool it off. His fingertips were a
burnt red from having to touch the gas-burnt panties of his girlfriend. He finally returned to see that Dr.
Levitt had once again gotten up from being knocked out from the gas. He smelled the same beefy and
eggy stench that he had smelt from Tims first fart and deduced that Christinas had smelled just like
Tims. But she was quick to show him the sensor readings from the chamber and the thick fog that filled
the chamber.

My Godthat was unbelievableyou have lived up to your reputation. And you too Tim, both
of you are light-years away from any of my other patients, how do you do it? He looked at the couple
who stood there, with the top of Tims head reaching only the bottom of Christinas breasts. He looked
up at her and she looked down at him, both with smiles. They shrugged their shoulders and another
gurgling sound filled the area, Christina was feeling another fart coming on.

I think I have to fart again. Christina announced to Dr. Levitt as his jaw dropped.

Seriously?
 You kidding? That was just a test fart; I have several more big ones coming up! She laughed as
she walked back into the chamber and started getting herself ready. The vents were opening up and the
gas was being sucked out of the chamber while fresh oxygen was being poured in. The gas that came
through the vents was being expelled nearby some trees on the campus. Already, the trees had started
to wilt from the deadly fart that both Tim and Christina had laid. Tim was getting hard just hearing about
Christina announcing more big ones coming, that plus the fact that he had laid a really bad stinker
there in the control room, Dr. Levitt was being gassed out by two young adults from both sides. He
recalibrated the equipment and announced to Christina that he was ready to go. She stood there among
the fresh air of the chamber; she took a few big breaths of it since it would be the last fresh air she
would be breathing for a while. She repositioned the sensor so that she could stand up and lift her right
leg. As she did this, her face clamped down on itself and she pushed on her bloated stomach. With this
happening, she felt a large slush of gas come from deep within her and out through her pants, out the
fart came, burning a hole through her panties with its putrid, hot madness, this was going to be bigger!
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The entire building was now shaking as she released extra powerful fart from her butt.
Everything about her first fart had been magnified again with this second, the smell was stronger, puke-
inducing without a doubt, and the sound was that of a sonic blast that created larger cracks in the
bulletproof window that protected the control room from the chamber. A larger fog had emitted itself
from Christinas anus as she felt the warmth of this powerful stinker take hold of her from the moment
that she had released it. After she had finished her impressive fart, she made a quick bolt to the door
and left it before she had the chance of smelling anymore of it. The readings from the fart were beyond
impressive, they had jumped to 350! The content of hydrogen sulfide had spiked to its highest level as
the sickening aroma of ammonium and sulfur had reclaimed the chamber and filled it with the gas of the
century. She saw the looks on both Dr. Levitts and Tims face and they were astounded. Dr. Levitt then
made an odd request of Christina, who was still clad in only her bra and panties.

Would it be possible if I could smell youryour butt. Im curious about the armoic qualities of
that fartI want a closer dose. He mentioned the last part because Christinas fart had already filled the
control room, but the quantity of the gas wasnt as strong as within the chamber, which for the moment
was unlivable. The doctor, an older man who had breathed many fart was about to get the experience of
a lifetime. He slowly approached the burnt marks upon her white panties. The panties were cotton, but
it smelled at the moment of cotton fields on fire. The doctor had kneeled on the body on the floor as he
pointed his nose up toward the cavernous buttcrack of Christina. Even with the panties, the canyon was
well defined as well as the droplets of sweat caused by the condensation of her gas. Even at this
moment, there was a visible vapor rising from the interaction of the superheated gas with the cooler air
of the building. The doctors nose then got closer to Christinas butt and he started smelling larger and
larger quantities of her horrid gas. In all his years of research, nothing was as bad as this, he had recalled
a patient who had farted up to 140 times and had some spectacular stinkers, but those farts could not
stand up against what he was merely smelling in the cotton panties of Christinas ass.

Finally, the tip of his nose had made contact with the burning-hot fabric of the cotton panties.
He could taste the flatulence that Christina had generated with her previous farts and his nose was
already being burned by the heat of the fart. The smell too was unbelievable, he could taste the rotten
eggs, it tasted like he had eaten a dozen of the rotten eggs and was trying to prevent gagging from the
hydrogen sulfide in the fart. The foul gas had flowed into his nostrils and it was registering in his mind as
pure fart gas, the ultimate fart gas. And this was just from the farts she had cut. He kept his nose in
there for a few seconds, inhaling and eating the gas that this girl had just produced. Soon, he was
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Dr. Levitt had been blasted in his eyes with a corrosive stench that felt like pepper spray. It
burned his eyes and his nose as he was pushed back by the force of wind to fall on the floor collapsed
from the ultra-power of her fart. As he laid there on the floor, every part of his face had been scorched
by the deadly force of Christinas eggy blaster. It was one of her smaller farts, but carried such a kick that
the doctor was not able to keep up. Christina started laughing as Tim was holding his nose from the
power of that fart.
Good one Christina! He chuckled as he started waving his air around. Dr. Levitt was out cold,
which left only Christina and Tim around to record the rest of her farts, which were all being recorded
on video camera for the sake of her bean experiment. Tim was knowledgeable enough that he could
mess around with the equipment to get the vent working to pump out more of Christinas gas, which
was fine for her since the groaning in her stomach had heralded more coming. She made her journey
back into the chamber, which had been mostly cleared since her latest fart. Tim went over to the main
seat of the control panel and told Christina that he was ready to go. She closed the lead-lined door and
walked over toward the center of the chamber. There she stared into the window at Tim who was open-
eyed and ready to go for Christinas next fart. As she was getting ready to go she felt a slight rumble
come from around the complex. She looked ahead over at Tim who was leaning over in the seat and
releasing another one of his own powerful farts. A large column of yellow fog began to form as he
released this impressive fart. Once he sat back down in his seat the look on his face was squeamish, he
had to hold his hand over his mouth as he tried to breathe in his own foul stench.

Sorry ChristinaI farted againit really stinks in here, but I am feeling much better, you can go
now. He said with a small bit of laughter as he gave Christina a cute smile.

Beat this! She shouted out as she hunched down on the floor with her hands over her knees.
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It felt a stronger earthquake as this tremendous blaster roared out of her ass. It went on and on for
about a minute and the waves of gaseous stink was enough to send the content of hydrogen sulfide in
her farts up to 1% of the quantity of gases within her farts, which were making them even more deadlier
than before. The vibrations from this fart had cracked the window further, but not breaking it, as the
bed and the walls were moaning under the tremendous power of this fart that she was cutting. The
smell waswell there were no accurate ways to describe it. It was a raw, raunchy smell that was
overpowering beyond belief. The power of the fart was enough blow the door from the chamber out
and the smell started filtering into the control room with the strong, fiery winds of her fart. Tim started
to gag as he began to breathe in the potent odor of Christinas fart. The readings from the fart had just
been released, she had farted a 380. Tim looked through the fog on Christinas face and saw a bright
smile on her.

Christina! You just farted a 380! Tim said as he coughed from the mixing of her potent fart and
his. One thing that was becoming clear was just how volatile their farts were when they mixed together.
A smile on Christinas face appeared as she lifted one of her legs and started giggling.

Hey Timmy? She said through the window as he had his shirt over his nose. He answered her
through a muffled voice.

I got to fart againyou may want to hold onto something tight! Christina leaned over and
started what could be considered nothing short but a massacre of farts. The sensors started to break
down as soon as her sphincter opened. Five farts erupted from her ass, each going for nearly a minute,
one after another, long, beefy, bubbly farts that were deadlier than the one before. These farts were the
absolute worse, on a scale with the rest of humanitys farting, Tims, and her own, she was a 10, with
Tim merely a 2 and the rest of humanity a 0.001. As these farts were escaping her butt, Tim found it
prudent to leave the chamber altogether, for the smell in the chamber, and in the college building itself,
was going to be greater than ever before. He made a mad dash after the first fart had been cut and
started running down the hallway was a shockwave of Christinas sulfuric stink ran up after him. He
made it around a corner before he was blind sighted by a stinging wave of eggy fart smell. It was the
Christina Fart Smell on steroids and it forced him down on the tilled wall of the hallway, choking for dear
life as the stench from Christinas fart had just been overblown. Even from a distance, he could feel the
rumbling and hear the explosions coming from the chamber, for it felt and sounded like an actual
demolition. The rotten odor from her farting had filled the hallway many times over as it slowly took
Tims breathing and forced his brain to succumb to the unconscioness that Christinas farts had been
forcing upon people that day, even Tim, clearly the second best farter in the world, wasnt going to miss
out on the opportunity of choking and passing out on Christinas butt explosions.

Once the last fart had been released from her stained and ripped up panties Christina started
panting as she felt the heavy, humid stench of her gassy farts fill the chamber. She quickly felt the urge
to throw up and left the chamber after grabbing her pants and shirt. She made a beeline for the nearest
bathroom and started to throw up the rest of her beans into the toilet, while ripping another beast,
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behemoth ripper crackled its way out from her swollen and bubbly buttocks and into the bathroom,
fouling the air with the scent of raw eggs and beans. It was a powerful smell, but not nearly as powerful
as what she had just cut in the chamber, but that made no real difference. Once she was finished in
there, she started walking down the hallway when she noticed Tims body on the ground. She started to
nudge him, anything to get him awake, and to her surprise he was rather quick to get up. He got up off
the floor and noticed the dreadful odor that was flowing around. He looked over at his girlfriend who
had felt a bit of relief on her stomach. As they started to walk out of the college building, Christina
received a call from her cell phone, it was ESPN. They were wanting to know where they could do a
potential interview with her. After talking with her boyfriend for a moment, both her and Tim agreed
that a good spot would be the Hass Pavilion, the home of the University of California Golden Bears.

The couple left the college building with some people looking around, wondering if there was
some kind of explosion inside. A strong sulfuric smell could be smelled from outside the building and
some broken glass was around from the force of the explosive farts that Christina was releasing. There
was also a slight haze that had surrounded the building as Christinas farting had completely cleared out
the two-story white college building. One of Tims friends, who were present in the area, had asked
what was going on.

I think there was a gas leak. He mentioned as a look of relief had been visible on his friend.
The friend was looking up and realized that it was Christina he was smelling. Another rotten egg smell
could be felt as the burning odor of burning fart was being produced.

Damn girlthat reeks! Tims friend said as he addressed Christina, she laughed as she
commented that it wasnt her that farted. He then looked over at Tim who was waving the air around
his ass.

That was me. Tim stated with pride as he watched his friend choke on the toxic fumes of the
male-induced flatulence that Tim had produced. There was a different, unique taste with Tims fart that
differentiated them from Christinas, but regardless, hers was still the greater fart. Hers could blow his
away in a heartbeat, but hiss could blow anyone elses away in the same fashion. Christina waved her
hand around too as she felt the presence of her boyfriends gas leak. The two laughed at each other as
they walked toward the basketball arena. After about 10 minutes, they had arrived at the steps leading
past the two columns that held up the entrance to the arena. As they got there, a camera crew from
ESPN had arrived where they were immediately awestricken by the sight of Christina.

Are you Christina Lopez? One of the camera crew men had asked.

Yep. The bubbly, seven foot teenager said.

Okaywell, Im with the network, there has been plenty of buzz about your basketball game
last nightso were didnt know if we could have a quick interview with you and perhaps you should
shoot a few. The interviewer had asked. She shook her head agreeing to go ahead. The visit to the Haas
Pavilion was unannounced and the security inside the gymnasium had to stop them. But after telling
them the story of the interview, he allowed them to enter, that and the fact that Christina was more
than 100 pounds and foot taller than the guy meant that she was not someone to mess with. The guard
went in and told the Bears mens basketball team that ESPN had to use the gym for a few minutes. The
basketball team was curious about why this was happening. There wasnt supposed to be a piece on
their team that day and they didnt play until the next day, but then they saw the star attraction of the
piece walking in. Christina Lopez started walking into the basketball area, dressed still in her blue jeans
and T-shirt, her size was a dominating presence even on the basketball court. The players had
recognized her instantly as they had heard about a girl with a killer game, and now she was going to put
on a clinic for them. The interviewer and the camera crew got the sight ready for the interview and
demonstration session as Tim grabbed a seat over along the bench and watched as his girlfriend was
about to revel in the spotlight. Deep within her bowels, another surge of gas was rushing through her
intestines, ready for their own time in the spotlight; the cavernous rectum of Christina was filling up
with the foulest, most potent gas in history.

We are live here in Berkeley, California with Christina Lopez, a local basketball player who
made history last night by scoring the most points in a single basketball game for anyone, pro, college,
or prep and at any gender. The previous girls record was 119 points, and Christina obliterated that
record. Now, as you see behind me, Christina is quite tall for anyone, standing at seven foot two. How
did you piece together the prefect night last night, since your scoring percentage was at an amazing 100
percent? The interviewer held the microphone up; stretching his arm just to get the microphone
nestled within the valley of Christinas cleavage. As perhaps a sign of cruelty, the network had sent a
young man, no more than 23 years old who was just about 53 to conduct the interviewing, not thinking
that their subject was really 72.

HeheI guess everything just came together, nothing beyond that. Ive started playing
basketball just this year and with my size I can pretty much get my way.

Nowtheres been a video circulating on YouTube that shows you playing your game last night,
and to say anything else, if the video is true, you were able to get any shot you wanted, anywhere.

Thats rightI am the tallest girl in the country, and well on my way to becoming the tallest girl
anywhere, for I am still growing. She said with a bright smirk as the growling noise in her digestive
system was getting louder, with the interviewer being able to hear it.

No wayany thoughts about where you may go to college at? The interviewer asked. Christina
had thought about saying Stanford, which was currently her top choice, but being on the UC campus and
knowing their rivalry she didnt want to say anything. She shook her head, at which point another strong
rumble came from within her stomach.

Well then, so you are still growing, thats neat. Something else that some people have been
talking about and perhaps it may be a little uncomfortable to talk about it, but if you do. When you were
playing the game last night, there were reports that there was a gas floating about the gymnasium and
that you were the onepassing it? The interviewer held the microphone up to a smiling Christina. She
wasnt smiling because of the question; she was smiling because she had to drop a mega-sized SBD.
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Thats rightI was passing gasLOTS and LOTS of gas. I wont deny it; Im a gassy girl.a VERY
GASSY GIRL! She laughed as the first wave of puke-inducing rotten egg as started to attack the
interviewer. His nose twitched as he thought that it was just the smell of sweat that he was smelling, but
slowly the raunchy silent wind that Christina had released had overtaken his position and he had to back
away slowly, waving his hand around as he started to breathe more and more of the gas. It was an
expanding cloud of putrid gas that brought tears to the eyes of everyone in the basketball arena and
forced a few of the UC players to get off the bench and head for the locker room. All the reports about
Christinas farting had been confirmed. There were three minutes of dead silence in the stink tank that
Christina had rendered, except the silence was broken by the sound of grown basketball players
coughing and gagging and throwing up and the interviewer moving away and Christina giggling. The
interviewer, speaking from about five feet away finally got the courage to begin the interview with
Christina again.

Well Christina, I dont think there is anyone in here that would deny your claim, in case anyone
back home was wondering, Christina just released a really good, silent fart here in the gymnasium, it
reeks of rotten eggs in this facility. We had the California Bears basketball team practicing in here, and
they were sitting on the bench, if you look over to my right here (at which point the camera crew had
pointed toward the bench) then you will see that they are all gone. I meanthis was a room clearer,
except it was an arena clearer instead. Is this what your gas was like last night? The interviewer, still
panting from the deep breathes of methane and sulfur that he was breathing in, had asked.

Oh yessorry about that one. I have a bit of a gas problem, I usually cut up to 100 farts per
day, though I have been eating some beans as of late and I think they have been making my farts
stinkier. But yeah, this is what it felt like in the gym last night, and it didnt bother me one bit..
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Oh God that feels good! Christina cried out in ecstasy as she just gave the world front-row
seats to the largest fart ever heard on TV, or at least it will be after she makes sure that the network
includes it. It was a large, bubbling fart that rippled on and on as her buttocks were moving in the breeze
to the enormous loads of flatulence that were passing through the tight expanse of her butt crack and
through her tight blue jeans and into the arena. The loud blaster rattled up to the rafters of the Haas
Pavilion and echoed throughout the lower and upper seating areas of the arena as the sound had
produced a unique acoustic effect. Her strong and loud fart was being amplified by the arena into an
ear-splitting sound that could deafen anyone who had their ear next to her butt. The lighting in the
arena had gotten a little darker as the air from her gas was floating around. Another strong, decaying
garbage and beans smell started to flow around as both of the camera assistants had slowly fallen down
to the ground from the horrendous odor. Tim got up from the vacated basketball bench and walked up
to the interviewer, who had somehow survived this latest onslaught of Christina Fart Gas.

Excuse me. She said in a cute girly voice as Tim had picked up the camera and began pointing
it back to Christina. The interviewer now knew that Christinas farting was for real; the next thing he
wanted to see was her basketball skills. He took out a basketball off a rack that had been left by the UC
mens team and dribbled it over to her.

Okayso now that its confirmed that you canfart. How about we see some shooting. The
interviewer said as he did a bounce pass over to Christina. She took the ball and started dribbling it
along blue three-point line.

Alrightwatch this. She said with a remarkably confident tone. She breathed in the foul
richness of her gas. Those were two big farts that she had cut and they had layered the basketball court
in a nice fog of flatulence. She stopped her dribbling just behind the three point line in between the line
and the blue circle with the Cal logo that marked the center court. Once in position, she took another
deep breath and hoisted the ball out of her hands and into a perfect arc that carried the orange
basketball toward the goal and through the rim and net with perfection. Both Tim and the interviewer
were amazed, but the show was just beginning. She walked back toward the ball which had ended up
behind the blue baseline with the yellow lettering that read California. As she bent down to pick up
the basketball, her ass stood out as large and proud as ever, still the size of two globes and straining the
blue jeans and their stitching to the limit, to the point that a few threads had already started to rip. Her
ass was now on national television and Tim was quick to point the camera in its direction, but it was the
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garnered his attention. The first ripped out for about 10 seconds and the second for five, a relatively
small one for Christina to cut. The tightness of the jeans had created a more rippy sound to her farts that
were the result of a huge load of gas being forced between very small spaces that were created from the
stretching of the jeans against her large ass. The ripper sounded like a duck being quacked continuously
for 10 seconds at a loud pitch that could practically shatter glass, it didnt, but it might as well have. She
giggled as she bent back up and started to smell her eggy stench. The smell wasnt as bad as the first
two, but since the smell of those two were still in the arena, going strong, it didnt matter.

Sorrymust have been those beans I ate. She dribbled the ball back over toward the interior
of the three-point line and turned back for a quick release. Again, nothing but net. This went on for
another five minutes, with Tim filming and the interviewers mouth left ajar as he watched this spectacle
take place before him. Christina was making all sorts of baskets, base-line jumpers, shots from the free-
thrown line, more threes, a few dunks, some more layups, and finally, a long arcing shot from the center
court circle. Every basket went in, all causing her to sweat up a storm and build a little more gas within
her. She had cut another three farts during the shooting spectacle, but both Tim and the interviewer
were left breathing in the atrocious odor, but were otherwise fine. By the time she had released that
last half-court shot, she was out of breathe. She smiled proudly as she walked back over toward the
interviewer, who had pinched his nose from the last fart that she had cut. The whole basketball arena
stunk of her farts; even if one had been sitting from the upper bleachers of the Haas Pavilion they would
have been able to smell the strong and eggy stench of her gas.

Sohow was that? She stood there with her hands on her hips, cutting one last buzz cutter
fart. The smell of a restroom started to pour out from within her pants.
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began to smell like a skunk in the area as her fart blasted out from her tight pants and produced another
rich stench of deadly fart stink that covered the area with a yellow fog. The interviewer was choking on
the dreadful odor that was flowing up through his nostrils and into his brain, fouling it with the digestive
wind of an 18-year old Hispanic girl. He waved his hands around as he pointed the microphone back
over toward Christina. Tim, looking over at him had a raging boner in his pants from the sheer power of
the farts that Christina was cutting. But it wasnt just that, a smile was growing on his face.

How was that? That was amazing, that was perfect! You hit every one of your shots, and you
saw it here on ESPN, Christina Lopez just may be the greatest basketball player ever, and despite your
horrendous gaswhich I might add is very difficult to breathe inCOUGH.COUGH.jeez that is a
stinker! But other than that, you are perfection young lady. Thank you for showing us your potential, I
think the NBA might be interested in some of your skills.let alone the WNBA. And you saw it here, live
again from Berkeley, this is ESPN with the Amazing Christina Lopez..oh no.phew! Did you let out
another. The interviewer had collapsed as another wave of hot, steamy beefy gas had flowed through
his nostrils and with enough power to knock him out cold. A stronger surge of fart gas flowed
throughout the arena as a green gas started to float around, all originating from the person holding the
camera, Tim.

Jesus Christ Timothy! What died in your ass? Christina gagged as she smelled the intense odor
of Tims farts. It was starting to appear that Tim could release more concentrated, powerful, smelly
farts, but that Christina was releasing that same amount only in larger quantities and frequencies.
Christina was still finding it hard to believe that Megan was the superior farter in his family and not Tim,
for Megan couldnt even hold a candle to the gassers that her brother were dropping at the moment.
The raw eggy smell of his fart had forced the two out of the arena as they were approached by the
basketball team that had been watching from an enclosed suite up above the court.

Christinait has been a privilege watching you shoot on our court, if you are interested in
playing here, we would give you a full ride in a heartbeat.oh God, what is that smell? The coach of the
basketball team had come up to shake Christinas hand, before smelling the sulfuric stench of Tims
devious creation. Christina and Tim both shrugged their shoulders and winked at each other.

I think you better not go onto that court for a whilebeans do a terrible thing to our
stomachs. Tim announced as the two smiled and started laughing. They left the arena to the team who
had found the collapsed bodies of both the ESPN interviewer and the camera assistants. Outside the
gym, Christina had brought Tim over to the side as she began talking with him about what had
transpired.

You knowI took some of that chemicalyou know the one that makes my farts betterI think
it helped back in there. Christina giggled as she could still feel the heat coming off of her own ass from
her farting. Tim too could feel a warm hear blowing off of his.

I wonder if that chemical might help me out. Tim said laughing as the two held hands, walking
their way across the campus toward the heart of Berkeley.

I dont think you need any helpyour farts are out of this world! Christina said in a proud kind
of tone. In a way, she was not jealous anymore of her boyfriends farting. Amazingly, his farts were the
worst that man had ever made, and the key word was man. As a male, his farts at the moment could
not be matched, not even by a long shot, but Christinas had shown some power, and as the two headed
back toward the college building with the Fart Tank, they had found that the smell had gone down quite
a bit. It still smelled like a bathroom all throughout the corridors but they were susceptible to the gas
enough that they were able to make it back to the chamber, where Dr. Levitt had just gotten up. The
head scientist however was still knocked out.

Wellthe readings on this device are truly amazingyour previous five farts were as followed,
350, 400, 410, 390, and 450! Your greatest fart was recorded as 450 on the scale, the last record was
only 150and look at mine, a 170! Both of our farts are powerful, yours by far the greatest, but since
the average human only does a 5 and my sister can only muster up a 30 or so, we are the greatest, you
are the greatest, but I will gladly take second best behind the greatest piece of ass on Earth! Tim said in
exhalation as he gave a quick peck of lip against the warm, shit-smelling jeans of Christinas ass. She
blushed, and Dr. Levitt had looked at the two with a warm feeling in his heart.

WellIll be, you two are in love with each otherarent ya? The doctor asked as he looked
through the groundbreaking data from the chambers computers.
 Of coursehes my Timmy and Im Christina, and together, no one could match our farts. She
laughed as the doctor agreed.

No way in hellwhen I studied your fart Timothy, I recorded an unbelievable 4,000 milligrams
of flatulence with just that one fart and you ChristinaI recorded roughly 20,000 in each of your farts,
during your trip in that chamber that had to be well over 100,000 right there. You Christina Lopez could
easily be dropping up to 2 million milligrams of flatulence daily, and you Timothy, well youre no small-
timer as well, 4 thousand timessay 50, and you could be releasing over 200,000 milligrams of gas,
remember, the average human releases around 50 to 2,000 milligrams. You should be both proud of
yourselves; all Ill say is that Id hate to be anyone eating in a Mexican restaurant with you two. The
doctors comments had brought a smile to both Christina and Tim who were now smiling back at each
other.

Thank you sir, from an expert in this field, perhaps the best expert in this fieldit has been a
privilege just to have youtest us. Tim said back in respect.

Well Ill just sayits been a privilege to even experience the farts from you two, let me know
how your beans experiment goes, Id love to document some of that research to further my own study.
Just when you thought that you knew everything about the gastronomic system and flatulence, you
learn something new. I will have to go back into my studies and my research to even begin to explain
what I smelt from the two of you, but especially you missyour farts are truly remarkable, none of my
previous patients could even stand in the same light as you, even you young man.

WellIll be going for a job in this field, as I understand there will be openings to researching
farts and stuff. Tim remarked about his current studies to which the doctor smiled with gladness.

Thats wonderful! Youre right about the lack of applicants for a job in gastronomy, and with
your own bowels, as marvelous as they are; you should be able to teach other doctors a thing or two.
After all, your farts will be more than superior to theirs, but then again, I suspect your girlfriend will be
teaching you a thing or two as well.

Oh yes she will. Tim said looking up at Christinas beaming face.

Sayany chance you guys haveany more to share. The doctor asked with a sort of
expectation. Christina thought over for a moment before she began
grunting.PPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!
PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!
BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUULLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL
LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!
She had cut three more bubbly steamers out from her butt, instantly stinking up the control room and
the offices that had contained the chamber. The three of them walked out of the building once more
with another trail of toxic gas leaving Christinas bottom. As they stood there looking back toward the
white building, they were all pioneers and experts in the field of farts, an older scientist in a typical
white coat, a tall Hispanic teen in a tight red T-shirt and blue jeans and her boyfriend, shorter and
wearing a grey hoodie and jeans. The doctor turned back at Christina as he was finished catching his
breath from the horrendous fart she had just cut.
 That saidits time for he to head back to Minneapolis, but farewell to you both and I hope
to.COUGH.COUGH..I hope to. Dr. Levitt had collapsed on the grassy surface as a strong steamer
of fart started to float about the field. The grass surrounding the couple had turned a bit too brown as
the smell of rotten cabbage and eggs started to dominate everything. It was a super foul smell that
floated up the nostrils of both Christina and Tim and caused them to vacate the site immediately to
avoid being passed out from the warm, god-awful stench that was spreading from where the three of
them had stood. Out of respect, Christina had (easily) carried Dr. Levitts body over to the stairs and
leaned his back against the steps as if he were lying down against the steps. She then looked back at her
boyfriend who had a big smirk on his face.

Tim?! She yelled down at her boyfriend.

Hehesorrykind of slipped out. Ill write him a note apologizing. Tim said as they found a
spot with clearer air. Tim wrote down a message saying that he was responsible for the note and that he
hoped that the doctor was able to get up in time for his flight back home, and if not then he would foot
the bill for a plane flight. Tim had to quickly run up to the doctor, leave the note and then run back as
soon as he could to not get blasted by the power of his own deadly wind. He barely made it. The two
finally locked hands and started walking toward the south, toward Telegraph Avenue. There were
grumbling noises from both of their stomachs, it was now after 5:00 and it was getting to be time for
dinner. Christina wanted to continue her feast of the red beans and Tim wanted to continue his feast of
beans in general. It was then that Tim had found the perfect location, a Mexican Restaurant.

The couple walked into a local Mexican joint off of Telegraph Avenue and saw that it wasnt too
busy yet. The waitress who greeted them had noticed who the girl was, that it was the basketball player
she had read about in the paper, however she didnt look into the whole farting part. To Christinas
benefit, neither did most of the patrons in the restaurant. They were seated at a table toward the back
where Christina had a slight issue with seating her giant tush against the red fabric of the restaurant.
Tim sat just fine, but both of their asses were on fire from their constant flatulence. And when the need
to order the food came, Christina asked for three large bowls of the red beans and Tim asked for two
bowls of the refried beans. While these two were ONLY asking for beans should have come up as a red
flag, but their orders were put in. Now it was only a matter of time, as chefs cooked up a large order of
beans to the two worst farters in the world. One patron however, someone who had been on campus
during the ESPN interview had noticed who was in there and walked up to Christina.

Heyyoure the girl who was farting and playing basketball like crazy, werent ya? He asked.

Yeahwhat of it.

I heard you had some wicked farts.like really bad. As the patron had said those words a
grim idealization came to him, she was in a Mexican restaurant, he then looked over at her and realized
that his dinner was likely ruined.

Youre not going to.fart in here.are ya? The patron asked. Christina looked over at Tim and
gave him a wink as she leaned over in the seat, as best as she could and ripped a tiny fart,
PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!

What does that tell youI have chronic flatulence, deal with it. She said with an authoritative
tone at the patron, who was only about 58, well below any level to actually deal with her. She gave out
a deep bellowing laugh as she started to smell the aftereffects of her small fart. Of course, small to her
was relative, this one went on for 8 seconds, but that was considerably better at the moment. A short
but strong volley of rotten gas started to float around the patrons face and the nearby area. The gas
had merged with the smell of the Mexican food being cooked and produced a neat odor. That odor
though still smelt like fart gas and it took a few minutes for it to go away. The patron, horrified by the
stench decided it was time to leave before she got more gas, since he had seen that there was no food
on the table. A few of the other patrons had started smelling the gas and they decided on leaving too,
still there were plenty of victims. As they waited for their food, Christina finally got around to asking the
question that had been haunting her since the beginning of the afternoon as she arrived in Berkeley.

Sohow long have you been holding in this gas of yours? She asked Tim who took a sigh
before he began to explain.

Wellit honestly started when I met you for the first time. After that encounter with your ass
there in the quad, I had gotten drunk that night and had some apparently horrible farts. Still, I thought
nothing of it, getting wasted often does that to you. As time went on, my gas stabilized but I noticed it
was at a slightly stronger level, remember, I study this stuff. Once I started to get to know you, my fart
production went up; I meanit really shot up. I did the tests throughout the semester; I started out with
about an 8 on my farts, decent for a male my age, but nothing compared to my sister.

Youre telling meso how do you get from 8 to 170? Christina asked as she interrupted Tims
story.
After my first encounter with you, they were up to a 10, and after I started to get to know you,
I was up at 20. During Christmas Break, my sister too had noticed that my farts were worse and after a
helping of chili we engaged in a farting contest. We stunk up the entire house and our parents were
getting worried as we continued farting in our living room. Finally, I had dropped a bomb that made her
throw up; she couldnt believe what was happening Tim briefly stopped to laugh as he got his Coke
and resumed his story, So when we started meeting up for a few times during break, I had always
enjoyed smelling your fabulous farts and I wanted to test a theory of mine

And what theory is that? Christina interjected.

Well, when I got back to school this month, I went and tested my farts and saw that they had
spiked to 45! You seeevery time I breathed in your farts and ate them, they left an impact on my own
digestive system. Since last August Christina, you have been rewriting the textbook on farting and after
seeing you break records and every convention possible, I thought, hey why not? Why wouldnt that
theory be illogical? Sowhen you started to eat beans for a week, I figured, why dont I try that. So, I ate
a diet of beans for every day so far this week and tested my farts in the tank, the head scientist was
never around when I did it so he didnt knowbut every day I improved and my farts got worseI cant
even believe it, that meI lover of farts, especially yours, you develop such a powerful butt canon of my
own. To hear that I had climbed to 170 todaythat made me extremely proud. My roommate hasnt
been in my room for over a day, he cant stand the smell of my farts nowI suppose I cant blame him.
He said with a bright smile on his face. He was gaging Christinas facial expressions of shock to see how
she would respond; her response was better than he had hoped for.

Soits because of me that your farts are big?

 Thats right...there is some sort of property that when inhaled enough, or digested enough can
cause the recipient to develop potent gas. Nowit has to be direct contact as far as Im concern

Then what about my father, I mean by your rationale, he should be the second worst farter?
Christina wondered.

Wellit works different on different people, I think. Your father has to depend on your farts for
substance, I dont. I get to take in your goodness and improve on my own flatulence; he needs it just to
survive, so our systems just react to it differently. Now, if youre concern that Im going to top youlike
my sister wants to do, dont worry about itthere is no way, scientifically that it will happen. The look
on Christinas face after that last bit had calmed her down a bit, she then asked for his reasoning.

Ultimately, its because of your size and your power. First of all, my digestive system is rather
normal compared to others, yours is a completely different animal, it is far more complex than anyone
elses, and that wont change. Second of all, your size means that you can take in far more food than
anyone else, you can eat more, and digest more, your stomach capacity is several times larger than
anyone elses including mine, remember, I have a normal stomach, it is only because I have
themojofrom your farts that mine are any worse. So unless I start growing by a foot or so, that part
of the equation wont change. Your farts Christina are projected only to get worse, until something can
be found to fix it, and mine COULD get worsebut the gap between the two of us will only get wider just
as the gap between my farts and all others will continue to get wider.

Thats amazingto think that big ol me would have that kind of effect, and dont worry Tim, Im
not jealous. I know that I am the greatest, and for you to tell me that Im the greatest and will remain
that way is great to hear. Actually, I think its kind of cool to have you fart like thisIm lonely up here,
few people even appreciate my farts, let alone could they keep up with me. But when I started to hear
your farts, I got a little aroused to be honest. I meanyou were stinking up a storm in there, with
something that would turn that brat of a sister of yours in the dust. And that is so great to hear about
your family, that your sister is no longer the worst farter in even your familythats great. Christina
laughed as the bowls of beans finally arrived. Christina licked her lips as she saw the three large bowls of
red beans, all warm and juicy sitting before you, and Tim likewise with his two bowls of refried beans.
They started to eat as they replenished their fart production chambers and continued their
conversation.

Oh yeahit was a nice Christmas Breaknow when I looked into my theory, there is one thing
to consider. Tim restarted as he took in his first spoonful of the refried beans.

Whats that?

My farts these past few days, they are about as bad as they get for meId imagine that
tomorrow might be a little worse, but once I get off this beans for every meal regimen, the numbers will
lower, to around 40 I project. The same with you, what we need to do some day is record your farts on a
day that youre eating normal food.

Normal food? Christina asked as she felt the first surge of gas production from the red beans.
 Yeahnon-gas producing foods. Yeah, yeah, I knoweverything gives you gas. But on a diet
that does not involve the gassiest foods, we should test what your average farts are. For meits likely
around 40, for you, Id guess it would still be above 100, but surely not 450.

Oh yeahthose farts of mine are bound to still be beastly. And yoursId like to see what your
regular fart are likewho knows, maybe I can breathe in a few farts of yours. But thats still all coolit is
going to be great to have someone who can fart at a higher level with her. Even if you say that you can
never compete with my fartsI was wondering what our farts together would produce, how high of a
rating that would be. Christina said as she finished her first bowl and started the second bowl.

HeheI dont knowperhaps well find out soon. He continued eating his first bowl of the
refried beans. About 10 minutes later, Christinas stomach was making larger gurgling noises as she felt
the gas develop within her at a quicker pace. Tim too could feel his stomach bubbling with his own
gastric byproduct being produced. He had finished his first bowl of refried beans and had released a
bellowing belch of his own, blowing it into the chest-extended shirt of Christina. She waved the air
around gave praise to his burp. But he soon realized that he was already full and offered his bowl of
refried beans to Christina. She gladly accepted the bowl and continued to munch on her red beans. The
next 15 minutes consisted of Christina eating her beans and Tim slowly processing his. It was a nuclear
arms race taking place within the super powered bowels of the couple. Each of them were wondering
when the other would start farting and the suspense was killing Tim who had been holding in a nice
steamer. But soon, the arms race had reached a boiling point, as Christina had finished her third bowl of
red beans, with just enough space to take on the bowl of refried beans; Tim started to look down
toward his crouch and his ass on the red leather seat.

Ohhhhh. Tim said to himself softly as he began relieving the pain in his stomach, he started
to break wind. It was a silent one, one that blew from his jean-covered butt into the seat and into the
space underneath the table. The fart had gone on for about 15 seconds and it was being pumped with a
strong beany smell that was quick to offend the nearby patrons. It was an ultra-putrid creation,
produced with the bowels of a median-sized guy who was going out with a giant girl, but more
importantly, it was his own creation. The fart burned his ass as he released the beast and the tangy
smell forced him to put his hand over his mouth and nose to avoid having to smell its dreaded stench.
But this did little, his SBD was at the top of the line and a yellow fog had started to settle over the
surround area. There was coughing from the surrounding tables as it smelled like a sewer was flowing
through the restaurant. And then, the vindication started, he heard a couple of bodies pass out, people
who had taken in enough of his atrocious odor and couldnt take it anymore. Christina had waved the air
around her as she felt the heat from this silent fart.

Nice one! But Im gonna beat that one easilywatch this! Christina leaned her large ass over
out of the seat and she began to rip of humongous blaster that blew open her
pantiesPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
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LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!
The 30-second monster was epic by all accounts and it had rattled not only her table but the tables of
nearly anyone else. This was a true gas leak as the copious amounts of methane and sulfur were quickly
bellowing out of her ass and into the seating area of the restaurant, causing nearly a dozen people to
pass out under its dreadful stench. The smell of raw sewage was only increased as Tim was gagging from
the aroma of the fart. Tim leaned back over in his seat and started to rip forth his own rebuttal to the
fart. PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!
His was a stronger fart in its sound; the smell was similar to his first, which had a strong tint of broccoli
and cabbage its composition. It was a fart that one could easily eat in the air and the smell that it had
created was something that no other male could even try to beat. Farting contests with him would no
longer be considered fair at the rate he was going.

Yeahthats fine and allbut can it beat this? Christina leaned her ass again, straight toward
the rest of the seating area. The kitchen area had all its cooks left unconsciousness after the first two
farts and the one Christina was about to cut was not going to make it any better. She squinted as
she.BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBB
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PPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!
Demonic laughter started to fill the air as Christina started to feel the power of this mega-sized blaster
destroy the air quality completely. A few of the plants in the restaurant were already starting to wilt
from the power of the farting going on inside of the Mexican restaurant. And after she had cut that
sulfuric-smelling monster, she continued to eat the refried beans.

Tim responded by dropping a couple of bubbliers that rattled his own seat, lasting for four and
five seconds respectively. He started to wave the air down by his crouch as his own satanic stink started
to float up into his face. He was starting to appreciate his own special blend, which he was branding Tim
Fart Smell. The Tim Fart Smell was a modification of the Christina Fart Smell, only at a different power
than the former, it smelled more high quantities of shit and cheese with onions and beans mixed in, but
it was coated with the essence of a man, which was something Christina could not duplicate, her fart
smell was a powerhouse that was contained within the essence of a woman. So, both scents were
similar and different, which produced two slightly distinct odors, that mixed together would produce a
truly diabolical and combustible creation. Christina could smell the Tim Fart Smell float up in her face
and try to take over the air. Both fart smells could dominate the surrounding air and morph it into its
own chemical compound, but in the end the Christina Fart Smell was still the dominate one and it will
take over the Tim Fart Smell. Tim was fine with this however, because outside of Christinas presence,
the Tim Fart Smell could dominate whenever he felt like it.

Oh Timmy! Take a whiff of these! Christina got up from her seat and walked closer to his body.
She hunched over and started breaking the strongest wind yet, restaurant-shaking flatulent blasters!
PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!
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TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!
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PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!! The
appalling odor in the restaurant just got infinitely worse as the green gas of Christinas gas had turned
into a giant of enormous proportions. The smell of rotten eggs was on overdrive as the gas was now
flowing out of the window and door and into the surrounding street. People half a block down from the
Mexican restaurant could now smell the gas and the plants inside the restaurant had already wilted
under the tremendous force of these powerful farts. Tim then felt another batch of gas forming and he
approached his girlfriend with a unique idea.

Hey Christinawhat is that one songabout beans and fartshow about we sing it. Tim said in
a seductive tone. She already knew what he was talking about and started to sing the song in a playful
manner with Tim joining in.

Beans, beans, the magical fruit the more you eat the more
you.PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!

Tim then continued the song. the more

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TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!

Christina then continued the song, lifting her right leg up, the better you
feel..PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLTTTTTTTTTT
TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!

The two of the finished off the song in unison, so lets eat beans for every meal!
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PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
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TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!
The two finished off both by cutting their largest farts of the evening; Tims going on for about 15
seconds while Christinas went on for 40. The sound of Christinas fart had deafened the sound from
Tims as did the smell. Her fart stench was easily the most powerful out there, but combined with Tims
it had produced a pungent odor that none of her farts could even top. It was a stink fest in that
restaurant unlike any other. After her fart had subsided, the two started kissing each other as they laid
across a vacated table there in the restaurant with Tim on top of Christinas enormous body, lying in
multiple layers of the foulest, sweatiest fart stench in history. That restaurant had turned into a cesspool
of awful stink that was peeling the wallpaper off the wall and destroying the plants. The fart smell had
condensed on the half-filled glasses of water and collected on the food that was being eaten by the
guests before they had passed out. For the next few minutes, they continued to rip farts as people who
had been walking down Telegraph Avenue had started to smell the raunchy odor and were derailed
from even stepping near the Mexican restaurant.

By the time the farting had subsided, Christina had cut about 20 of her raunchy farts with Tim
cutting about 15, still it smelled very much of Christinas gas, even though the Tim Fart Smell had its own
foot in the door. The combination of their farts had finally produced a chemical compound that was
both combustible and deadly, and the effects were now showing, Christina had leaned over to rip one
last fart, a 10-second one that finally caused her flaps of her asshole to close tight as the gates to her gas
chamber had been temporarily closed. But the effects of their creation had finally been realized, as a
brown fog had been created. Tim had been farting mostly yellow haze and Christina green, and
somewhere it had formed a brown fog, but this was unlike any brown fog that had been ever been
created, this was the foulest gas possible. Their eyes were in tears as they tried to see through the ultra-
thick cloud of brown haze, but that wasnt going to happen, not in this volcanic gas world they had
created. It was almost as if they were on Venus, living with the powerful and non-livable atmosphere of
the Venusian landscape, it wouldnt be too different at the moment, with the powerful gas they were
inhaling. It was not a breathable gas and it forced Tim and Christina out of the restaurant as their gases
started to mingle into a diabolical beast that was burning hot, smelling of garbage, sewage, shit and
ammonium gas all mixed into one painful breathing odor. Each breath of their combined gas was painful
to take down their lungs and that was on themto the people outside the restaurant, the odor had
spread like a sinister beast that claimed its victims.

A dozen people near the restaurant were already passing out on the sidewalk as the brown gas
from the couples combined power gas had claimed their first victims. The gas had flowed out through
the windows and the open door like water in a fast-flowing river. And the worst impact of all was about
to be realized, there was an explosion from the kitchen, the gas was interacting with the still-burning
burners. Half the restaurant was already in flames, both Christina and Tim had wanted to get the other
passed out patrons out of the restaurant, but their diabolical gas had not allowed it. Luckily, the
firefighters had been quick to the scene and were quick to douse the flames, leaving the seating area
intact. But even after they had stopped the fire, they had too fallen victim from the combination of
Christina and Tims gas. The two started laughing at each other as they quickly ran down Telegraph
Avenue back toward the campus and the BART station, with their asses both leaking the deadliest
flatulence known to mankind. Cows could not even start to compete with the powerful gas they were
cutting, these two could destroy the ozone layer with their farts if they wanted to, and both were happy
with that.

As they stood on the platform of the station, Christina had voice her pleasure with the
afternoon and evening and told Tim she was supportive of her new boyfriend. He was pleased to hear
that and kept on reassuring her that her gas was still stronger.

Well of course it iswe both know that it was mostly my farts that we were dropping in that
restaurant. Christina laughed as she had to remind Tim about that.

Agreedwellhere is your train, I hope to see you sometime tomorrow.

PPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!
Tim had cut out one last massive fart, echoing in the empty subway station. Christina smiled and
dropped a beast of her own, realizing an earsplitting sound that could be heard on the subway car itself.
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PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!
The passengers on the train looked in horror as Christina boarded it, a few of them got off the train, not
yet realizing the mistake they had made. The train doors closed and it began its trek back toward San
Francisco. Tim then started feeling his lungs burn as he breathed in the powerful stench that had been
created by his fart combined with Christinas. It again smelled like a burning diaper and ammonium,
producing a strong vapor that had claimed the five passengers who had gotten off the train to avoid
Christina. Tim had to quickly leave the station as the platform had once again been cleared out by the
copious amounts of deadly flatulence that he and Christina had met. It seemed like no one was able to
avoid the merging of their farts, as their bum blasters had enough power to cause anyone to pass out at
a moments notice. Tim continued to drop his horrendous stinkers for the rest of the evening as he
processed more of the fart video footage, causing his roommates to complain about the strong broccoli
and cabbage smell that stunk up his door room once more. He tried to open up the window but too little
avail, deep down inside him; he really enjoyed smelling his putrid stink.

Christina had returned to Section 26 with both Bill and Parker wearing their gas masks. They had
reports on the news about both the gassy basketball session on campus and the gas leak explosion at
a restaurant in Berkeley. They both asked if she was responsible for it and she admitted to it. However,
since it was nearly impossible to identify that it was human gas that had triggered the leak there was
little that they could pin to her. Anyhow, she had asked about the condition of the people in the
restaurant and their condition. Amazingly, they had all survived the gas attack but would likely be in the
hospital for a little bit recovering from the explosion. Christina went back into her room where she got
onto her Facebook account and started to talk about her day. As the evening progressed, her farts had
continued, but both Bill and Parker were able to survive it with no real problem. As the evening finally
finished out, Christina had gotten back into her pink pajamas and started climbing into bed where she
ripped a horrific fart of gut-busting proportions, burning up her asshole.
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The sulfurous gas from her fart returned with a vengeance as it filled her nostrils and caused her eyes to
water, she took her head out of her blankets as she felt the extra heat from the blast and said one thing
before she fell into unconscioness.

I need to lay off these beans.

Friday Night in the covers of Christina Lopezs bed was a storm of epic proportions. Luckily for
her, she was passed out for the majority of it. However, that didnt stop her from ripping destructive
farts in bed that night. In all, she probably farted 30 times, varying in size from a few lasting only a few
seconds to a couple of 20-seconders. The stench within her room was truly inhumane; there was no
better way to describe it. It felt like a sauna inside her covers and even though her head wasnt inside
the ultimate Dutch oven that she had produced; her head was still being blasted by strong, warm winds
that were being fueled by her explosions. And explosion was the appropriate term, it sounded like
bombs were going off all night and it kept bill and Parker on the edge as they were contemplating the
growing odor inside the compound. The area around her room shook like a decent 5 or 6 pointer on the
Richter scale. The earthquake-powered farts that Christina was cutting sounded like a loud canon blast
that was extended for however long the fart was.

Slowly, the green gas of Christinas flatulence was infiltrating through the corridors of Section
26, just like the morning fog in the city and it had Bill and Parker holding their mouths over their noses.
By this point, Dr. Kevin had been sent away from the complex, leaving only those three in the whole
center. The fumigators were being powered by they were not competing well with the cheese that
Christina was cutting in her sleep. It was a traditional mix of rotten eggs and sewage runoff that was
stinking up the complex, producing a toxic gas that kept on growing in its strength throughout the night.
There was no way that Bill would have survived the evening if her were within Christinas blankets and
even with his own fart oxygen machine, he had to run in to take his hit before running out to avoid being
near the crux of the fart thunderstorm. Both Bill and Parker didnt know if the night would ever end.
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A ginormous fart erupted from Christinas hot butt just past 7:00 that Saturday Morning. It went on and
on for almost a full minute and it vibrated the walls and everything in her room. It was Morning Thunder
on a catastrophic level, and nothing else could even compete with that fart. And the camera that
Christina had filming her sleep farts was there to record the magic as the covers flapped up and down
with the gale-force winds that her fart had produced. The stench inside the bedroom was unbelievable,
truly. It smelled like a skunk in her room, in fact it smelled like a whole group of skunks had gathered in
her room spraying their juices all around. As amazing as the fart was, what was more amazing was that
Christina had gotten up from her deep slumber to smell the insane odor. She looked over at the still
recording camera and scrunched up her nose as she started to gag on her gastronomic fumes.

Gah! That ishorrible.you dont even want to smell it. You think youve smelled farts before,
but you havent smelled this. Have you ever smelled a skunk, this smells like a hundred skunks. I think I
have to before the smell gets to me.oh..uh oh
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She released two skunk-smelling beasts deep into the fabric of the sheets of her bed, pounding the bed
with the force of a cannonball being dropped. There was also a growing smell of shit forming in the seat
of her pajamas and she felt a major bowel movement coming. She continued to gag as she ran out of
her room and ran to the bathroom where she dropped her pants and held her gigantic ass over the
toilet seat as she began to prepare her bowels.

Sitting on the seat, she started pushing on her asshole as she felt her bowels working with the
remnants of the beans she ate yesterday. She let out a soft trumpet sound in amusement as she realized
her bowels felt very, VERY full, as if she had been holding it in since yesterday morning. She squatted as
the stink started to flow throughout her bathroom. Christina took out a magazine on one of the racks
and started to read it as she pushed out some more nasty gas, nasty gas that was so thick and wet that it
condensed on the mirrors of the bathroom and filled the space with more of her green gas. With loud
grunts and strains, her massive phant puckers slowly began to yawn open to nearly impossible
proportions. Both Parker and Bill had started to move toward the bathroom as they were curious as to
Christinas bowel movement. Then, with one final push, she proceeded to take one of the biggest dumps
ever, the first slick, shiny, nasty shit glob landing with an echoing SPLLLLLAAAATTTTT! It was as big as a
brick appearing all wet and gooey like a gigantic cow pie. She took a quick look and gaped at the size, it
was a healthy-sized piece of shit by her standards and an enormous one by regular standards. Christina
churned and sighed in relief as she simply unloaded her bowels, the pressure being relieved as beach
ball sized poop bomb after bomb poured and tumbled out of her bulging grey anus: PLOP PLOP PLOP
PLOP SPLAT SPLAT SPLAT SPLAT FRRRRRRRTTTTTT SPLATTTTTTTTTTT!!!

The stench was filling the compound as well as the bathroom which had left Christina in a bit of
a haze as the potent stench layered out throughout the bathroom. It was hard for her to keep track of
how many poop globs she was unloading, but when she was done there was a massive mound of it that
went up to her massive ass, with was now streaked with shit. The whole movement had lasted for 10
minutes and consisted of explosions and plops into the toilet bowl that was filling it with a sinister stink
that was smoldering out from the toilet bowl and throughout the bathroom. Christina got up from her
seat and wiped her shitty asscrack before flushing the toilet. Of course, the bowl was clogged too much
for the suction of the toilet bowl to handle. It wasnt the worst for her, but it stood out as at least a good
Class 4 dump. She snickered dirtily as she leaned against it, with a super proud, smug grin on her face.
Smoky fumes were rising from the toilet bowl as her toxic stench created a dramatic cloud that flowed
underneath the door and attacked Parker and Bill with a blast of skunky smell. They quickly got their gas
masks on as they waited for Christina to exit the room. She finally pulled up her pajamas, which had
various skid and burn marks on them from Christinas tremendous farting. Her pajama pants felt like
they had gone through a dryer a couple of times and there was gas steam billowing out from the fabric
of her pants. She walked out of the bathroom to both Parker and Bill, wearing formal clothes looking at
her with shock. They had heard the explosions within the bathroom and were waving their hands in
front of them to get rid of the smell, despite their gas masks.

Morning. Christina said with a giggle, followed by a gag.

How bad was it? Bill asked through his black gas mask.

Ohabout a 4 I thinkwasnt my worst, but it was rather

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Christina bended her right leg behind her as she blasted another beaner out of her ass. Every one of her
farts were now smelling like a mix of a hundred skunks and sewage and the smell was quickly bringing
Bill and Parker to their knees.

Jesus Christinaand you still have to eat beans today?

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A juicy steamer ripped out from within her butt as the skunky smell grew even stronger, flowing up her
clothing and attacking her from multiple angles. She shook her head and went back to the kitchen where
she began to concoct her last batch of beans that she would prepare for a pot full for breakfast, lunch,
and dinner. This batch of beans was different from any others; it was a combination of the beans she
had eaten all week. There were refried, chili, red, spicy, and pinto beans all mixed into a hodgepodge of
beans that was going to test the very limits of her digestive system. Two more earthquake-shaking farts
ruptured out of her ass as the smell of her skunky farts had flowed into the pot of beans that she was
creating, adding her own personal essence to the beans. She took her pot full for breakfast and took it
back into her room while Parker turned on the fumigators. There was a clinging sound coming from
above him and at the worst possible time, the fans had broken and the fumigators stopped working. He
looked up there and looked over at Bill who shrugged his shoulders with an I dont know look.

Damnat the rate shes going, we are not going to survive. Bill said as he briefly took his gas
mask off. The smell had died down only a little; it still smelled like Christina fart, but his experience
within his daughters bowels had trained him enough to bare it, not to mention his recent trip to the
bathroom. Bill had walked into the bathroom to breathe in the dreadful fumes that his daughter had
created. He took in the strong gas like a trooper and then left after taking in his full. He could still taste
and aftertaste of shit after smelling that enormous dump in the toilet.
 You know Billyoure right, if I cant get those fans workingand if this.
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A titanic fart shook out from Christinas bedroom, vibrating the floor with a fart of real power. It
sounded like a demolition crew had taken out the Transamerica Pyramid and left and cloud of green
haze that blew out from underneath the door and started to flow into the hallway with a stronger
stench. The smell had reached their faces and they were feeling it burn against their faces. They werent
even in the same room as Christina and they could feel a chemical burn on their faces from the fart.

Sorry about that! Christina yelled out from her room as the two started to feel another
rumbling sensation come from her room, she had to fart again.
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The door to her room was burning hot, as if there was a fire burning in her room, and the haze started
to flow out with a greater intensity as Bill and Parker were forced down the hallway to avoid the brunt
off the atrocity that Christina was creating. The two barricaded themselves in Parkers office as they
heard two more explosions come from the direction of Christinas room. Parker took out his cell phone
as he prepared to make a call.

I think its time I call in a favor to the admiral. Parker said as he began to dial up the number of
an admiral friend of his from back in the days he was in the Navy. The admiral worked over in the
Oakland area and used to work out at the Naval Air Station in Alameda. Even though the base had been
decommissioned, there were still some freestanding buildings where the shipping building was taking
place and Parker had found an idea of where Christina could go. Bill listened as Parker was able to call in
his favor and get it arranged to open up the facility to house Christina in. The admiral had heard about
Christina through the news and believed the story that Parker was telling him. An arrangement was
made and Parker told him that he would arrive sometime in the middle of the morning on the site of the
former base. As he finished the call, two more powerful blasters were unloaded for Christina as she got
out of her room and started to run down the sulfuric-smelling hallway. She got to Parkers office and
opened the door as she smiled at the two men.

What the hell is wrong with youthats not rightthats not right at all! Bill yelled as
Christinas smile got a little bigger. He looked at her and soon found out the source of the smile, she had
just dropped an SBD, a really bad SBD. It was a ripe eggy fart that was mixed with the skunky smell that
had dominated her previous farts. It spreaded with a silent precision and filled Parkers office with a
yellow haze that caused Parkers office plants to die right there. It was a burning smell that burnt the
noses and faces of the two men. It was really awful and more deadly than any SBD that the men had
heard. They began gagging and chocking on the smell as Parker had fallen down to the floor, trying to
breathe the air on the ground, hoping for anything. Bill had started out breathing normally before he
had to get to the ground. Both men had taken their gas masks out as they started to wear them, hoping
for a little reprieve. They were able to get that as they got back up and looked at Christina, who could do
nothing but giggle. The more that Christina was cutting these killer farts, the more she was getting used
to them, but how far would that go?
 Excuse meI farted. She said with a chuckle as she walked back from the room and started
heading over to her bedroom.

If that is what is going to happen from eating those beans todaywe are going to have to move
you. Parker said as she stopped and turned about with another loud toot coming out from her butt.
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She started giggling as another foul batch of rotten egg gas started to flow out from her pajamas.

I actually havent eaten those beans yetbut I was about ready to. She laughed as she walked
back into her room and commence eating the large pot of her combined beans. Parker and Bill now had
their hearts pounding; there was no way that Christina was going to have bigger farts than thiswas
there?

The next half an hour consisted of Christina eating the beans that burned in her throat and
collected in her belly to produce another foul batch of putrid gas, she was going to stink up the place like
none other and with the milk and protein shake it was going to be a farting day unlike any other.
Flatulents everywhere were already put to shame with her farting, but she was going to take it
overboard. As she sat there in the Indian style position in front of the pot she had taken the wooden
spoon and finished off the beans. She took a swig of the milk and felt a pounding within her stomach.
Gaslots of it was already in her rectum and she felt the pressure pushing up against her sphincter. She
started to smile as she leaned over and began to push out a fart of enormous proportions.
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The fart shook the floor with the force of a seven-pointer as her face was blasted with the heated power
of her rotten egg stench. But this smell was different, of course it was stronger but it really took a
beating on her body, burning it like a liquid chemical that was blowing out of her ass with a detonation
of calamitous proportions. She looked down at her pajamas and saw a hole had been burned into the
seat of her pink pajamas; they were a causality of war. She giggled as she felt the hole and was able to
feel it up another hole that had formed in her panties, both of them had been blasted by that latest fart,
meaning that there was no protection that her clothing could provide from her asshole.

Oh boy. She said to herself as she got out of her room and started walking back to Bill and
Parker. With nearly every step, there was another power fart that was released from her ass. By the
time she had reached her father, she had cut another 10 farts out of her pants with each being of the
bubbly kind that released another foul batch of putrid, eggy, skunky smell into the air. Fortunately, Bill
and Parkers gas masks were holding up, for now.

Oh dear Godyou need to get out of her Christinathe fumigators have stopped
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His statement had been interrupted by a puttering fart that sounded like a gigantic motorcycle roaring
down the highway at a supersonic sound. Green gas was flowing all around the complex as Christina was
feeling the power of these farts. It appeared like a foggy day there in the complex, except that it was a
toxic fart coming from the bowels of the worlds gassiest animal. They were being formed into a gas that
was making yesterdays farts seemed like small rips.
 I think Ill have to agree with you. Christina said giggling as she began pushing out another
ginormous blast that echoed off the walls of the complex.
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Her farts were now coming at frighteningly shorter frequencies and at stronger punches than before.
And the smell was getting more rotten as time progressed as well, Dr. Kevins warning had come to
fulfillment and both Bill and Parker had agreed that it would be in the best interest of the complex if
Christina was moved out to Alameda for the day.

Parker had contacted a hazmat crew to enter the complex and remove certain objects for the
transport over to Alameda, primarily Christinas computer, TV, bed, and video games, that way she
could entertain herself while she cuts the cheese in a contained facility with plenty of space for her gas
to fill. Christina was alright with it, it was just the problem of the hazmat team. Parker had assured the
team that they would be well paid by Section 26 to remove the stuff and take it across the bay, but
reaching Christinas room was proving a challenge, even with their full yellow suits on. They walked into
her room and tried to pick up the items but were forced out for about 10 minutes to let the gaseous
stink die down. And as they started carrying her TV and computer up top to the government van that
was going to carry it to Alameda, she felt the ground shake from beneath them, it really did feel like an
earthquake.

Is the fault going again? One of the hazemat people had asked as they had to put the TV down
on the floor.

Dont knowI hope were safe down here. His carrying partner replied. The shaking went on
for another ten seconds as it finally died down. There was another motorcycle sound that had created a
strong enough sound that it shook the compound. As they started to carry the TV once again they
started to smell the skunky smell of Christinas latest fart.

Is there a skunk in here? The first carrier had asked his partner.

Not surewe were just told to move this gear because of a smell threatthere could be a
whole den of skunks in here the way it stinksphew! That is a rotten stench. He said as they got to the
elevator and took the TV up. The same thing happened with the computer and her video games, all the
while Christina was still ripping destructive, earthshaking farts with more noxious fumes flowing about.
After about 10 more minutes of moving her gear out, it was now time for Christina to vacate the
complex, or risk it becoming too inhospitable. As she walked, there was a gut-busting fart with each
step, it was almost becoming too many to count and the smell was blending into a toxic fog that had
forced both Parker and Bill to resort to their gas masks for comfort while Christina headed toward the
elevator. She was actually a little worried, for the first time since the week started; she did not like what
her farts were doing. She was being forced out of her home to an unfamiliar place because of her farts.

Dont worry Chrissythis is temporary, until tonight at least Bill said through his mask as
Parker had interrupted him.
 Or at least tomorrow, we will have to get the beans out of your system and it may take a few
days for the effects to go down. Parker said as Christina grew a smile on her face. The smile however
wasnt because she was pleased with what Parker and Bill had said.

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Christina had just given birth to another pungent SBD fart, one of truly insane proportions. The fart
wasnt even as long as some of her deadly rippers, but it was enough to force Parker and Bill to back up
as they were being held in check from the powerful cloud of skunky fart smell that was surrounding
Christina. She had at that point gotten some new clothes on, a pair of white jeans and a pink shirt. Her
body was quite tight within her clothing, making her wonder how long it would actually hold into place
before she would rip a hole in it. Her answer came very soon as a strong gas pang discharged from her.
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Okayyou need to go! Parker cried out as he started to smell the reinforced skunky smell
infiltrate the complex with another powerful blow. The fart was a true explosion that was propelled out
of Christinas ass, coming out with gale force winds out from her ass as the hot winds blew a hole
through her pants and panties. Already, her clothing was being destroyed by her farting, and she was
feeling lightheaded from the potent smell. She was hurried up the elevator to a black Section 26 van
that would carry her across the bay. She got into the back seat and Parker and Bill got into the front
seat, both wearing their gas mask. Parker had the entire complex sealed off so that only he could return
to the facility, as Christinas last two farts had just about rendered the entire complex lifeless. There was
a fog of horrid flatulent wind hanging around the complex that without the fumigators and fans, could
just sit there for a long time. As the fart smell spread throughout the complex, it had gotten into
EVERYTHING, leaving its mark on everyones room, their clothing, their documents, their forms. Even if
the air was going to be cleared out, she was leaving her mark on everything else. Deep down inside
Christina, a gas was being produced that would leave its mark on stuff. She held in her stomach as the
pressure built up inside, it was a bubbling caldron of activity that felt like a boiling pot of water on the
stove. And as luck would have it, Parker and Bill were getting caught in the traffic as they tried to get to
the Bay Bridge.

Why does it smell like rotten eggs in heredid she just fart? Parker asked Bill up in the front
seat as they awaited their turn to get onto the road that would get them to the ramp to the Bay Bridge.

Nothats just the smell that is coming from her body, she hasnt farted yet.
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The two had felt the van rumble with an earthquake-powered fart that had spread its sulfuric madness
all throughout the van in record time. Christina had cleared out vehicles before, but this was done
almost instantly, filling the van and fogging the windows. Parker had to turn the heat on to defrost the
window from the added heat that her fart had created. They rolled the windows down and it looked like
a cloud of steam was pouring out of the windows. The smell was barf-inducing, a ghastly smell that
could kill small animals and eliminate most plants that had formed in a spot. The smell had flown out of
their van and onto the sidewalk where a couple of people had fallen down from the sudden exposure to
the nasty stench.

Hehehepardon me! Christina giggled as the two were pleased to be able to turn their van
onto the next street. But Christinas gassy onslaught was just beginning. The van started to shake again.
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Three large farts, really large fart erupted from the ripped up pants and panties that Christina had just
gotten on, she started laughing as she cut these farts within the backseat of the van. The smell of her ass
was ten times more volatile than the van seat. It was made of an indescribable mixture of rank aromas
that she nor anyone could not begin to understand. And to make things even worse, she started farting
on a higher frequency. Parker and Bill were started to choke, with their gas masks on as the stinkiest gas
yet had filled the front of the van, over and over again. The farting soon became non-stop, the poor 72
Hispanic teen leaning over in the backseat blasting fart after fart, stinking up the van with an
overpowering aroma.

She was immediately greeted with a potent smell of rotten eggs, beans and cheese. The fact
that the only thing between the full force of Christina was the panties and pants that she was wearing
and the fact that both had burning holes in them. She continued to release explosions onto the seat,
burning a hole in the leather fabric of the van. Each stinkier and longer than the last. They were all
extremely loud and were the bubbliest sloppiest bassiest farts anyone was ever capable of. She
unloaded every three seconds. After about eight minutes of getting nuked by gas, she was starting to
feel woozy. Everyone was starting to get woozy, and the team hadnt even arrived at the bridge yet.
They were still on Bryant Street when Christina starting cutting her largest fart yet, going on for a full
minute of bassy fart that shook the ground around the van, let alone the van itself, this was power!
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Goddamn! Christina cried out in euphoria as she felt the heat burn out of her ass from the
loud flapping fart that she had dropped in that van. All the smells in the van at that moment were paling
in comparison with the authoritative stink that she was producing from this last fart. This was a
tremendous fart that vibrated her seat to the point that not another butt would sit on it again. This van
was going to have to go out of commission from this one fart that she was cutting. The smell as
expected was the worst yet, filling the van with a strong yellow gas that had actually pushed open the
side window by where Christina was. Thats right, she blew a window open with the force of this latest
fart, and with that, a couple of plants off the street were instantly killed from their exposure to this toxic
fart. A couple of nearby joggers had also passed out after merely passing the zone that Christinas fart
had created. But the worst was yet to come for Christina; the gas was making her light headed. She
started pounding on the window that separated both Bill and Parker and her from the worst of the gas.

Pull this overI cant breathe back here! She cried out as both Bill and Parker were looking at
each other. Bill still cared about his daughter and he didnt want her to die from her gasses, as it was
becoming evident, he motioned for Parker to pull the van over somewhere and they turned off and
drove south toward The Embarcadero near the AT&T Park stadium. After another couple of minutes,
they had arrived and Parker had pulled the van over to a nearby sidewalk overlooking the bay. Their van
was along the bicycle trail that followed the Embarcadero and all three were quickly leaving the vehicle.
As they got out, Christina felt another bubble in her stomach. She went ahead and started pushing out
another titanic fart, shaking her clothing and creating a powerful blast of yellow gas that shook the
nearby air. The leaves from the palm trees that lined the median were falling off from their exposure to
the toxic gas that she was releasing. The fart went for only 20 seconds, but it was enough that when the
first Muni streetcar came zipping down the median the fart gas had attacked all passengers and caused
them to pass out from its horrible stink. Both Parker and Bill looked at Christina who could do nothing
but smile innocently. Bill took his cell phone out and called for another way across the bay, by
helicopter.

Ten minutes and five enormous farts later, a coast guard helicopter had arrived there on the
Embarcadero with orders to take Christina across the bay over to Alameda. The pilot, a friend of Bills
had been curious as to his friends request but Bill promised to brief him over it on the way across. As
the doors to the helicopter had been opened, the pilot had smelled the rushing odor of rotten eggs
overcome him. By this point, Parker had closed off the area around them from any more people passing
out. Without the gas masks, they too would have passed out from the power of her farts. There was no
way of getting around the issue, her farts were nearly deadly, and even if you didnt die from them, they
gave you a massive headache and caused pain and suffering for a while afterward. The people on the
Third Street line found that out the hard way as their train rolled into the next station with all onboard
knocked off. There was a green cloud of Christinas putrid stink filling the area around the road.

Soyou need a ride to Alameda? The pilot asked Bill.

YesI need you to transport my daughter acrossits a personal matter. Bill instructed as
Christina trotted onboard the back of the military helicopter with Bill staying there with her, but within
earshot of the pilot, he told him to get up as soon as possible so that they can make their trip across the
bay in a quick of time as possible. The pilot had started to smell the powerful gas from Christina and had
waved his hand around in a futile attempt to get rid of the smell. But at least he could open up the
window.

It smells like someone crapped their pants. The pilot commented as he started to move up in
the helicopter. Bill told him that it was his daughter passing gas, a lot of gas. As they started to move
across the bay, Christina felt more gas rumbling in her stomach.
 Oh Chrissycould you please hold it in? Bill said with a sighing voice as he could feel the
rumbling from Christinas stomach.

I dont know. Christina said in a moaning voice as the helicopter started its trip across the bay.
It was a partly sunny day with highs only in the 50s as the fog was rolling through the various valleys
adjacent to the mountainside. Bill could have sworn that some of Christinas gas had mingled in with the
fog, but he wasnt sure if that was indeed the case. About three minutes into the flight, as they were
reaching the island of Alameda in the East Bay there was a pulsating noise that started to shake the
flying helicopter; Christina was lifting her right leg as she sat cross-legged on the floor, farting again.
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Christina?! What the hell is wrong with you.oh dearoh my! Bill cried as he started to smell
the latest batch of rotten gas fly into his face. With the gas mask on the smell wasnt as potent, but it
only smelled like a normal fart to him. The pilot though was having a different reaction. Bill could hear
him gag and cough up a storm as the flatulent wind got a hold of him and caused him to sweat bullets
and breath in the arsenic stench that was fogging up the windows of the helicopter. How the shaking
from the fart didnt affect the helicopters flying was a mystery for anyone to solve, but at the moment,
the scene was more pressing. Bill left the place where Christina was sitting and headed to the cockpit of
the helicopter and saw his friend struggling to control the helicopter.

What do you feed that girl?! The young black pilot asked as he was waving he air around him,
switching hands from the controls of the helicopter. It had nearly reached the site of the formal naval
base when the chopper began shaking again.
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Oh dad! That last one burned my assholejeez does it burn! Christina cried out in a playful
manner. She was waving both her hands to blow the copious amounts of green gas that was flowing out
of her ass, one hand just wasnt enough. The pilot now was hacking up blood as his lungs were not
capable of handling this pungent gas. It smelled like a toilet full of shit caught on fire with rotten eggs
thrown into the fire for extra kindling. It really didnt matter though, because the pilot was getting a
headache and could see his eyes twitching as they were tearing up and then drying up from the hot
winds that blew around the chopper. Even with the windows down, the gas was flowing out of it, giving
the appearance that smoke was fuming out of the helicopter. Bill was able to grab a hold of the controls
and steer the helicopter down to the surface somewhere near the abandoned shipbuilding structure
that would house his daughter. At the moment he didnt care where the helicopter had landed, he just
wanted to get out. He opened up his side door and opened up the door leading to the back where
Christina was. He finally got his pilot friend out as he came to his aid, but alas, the poor soul was burned
out from having to smell the atrocious odor that Bills daughter had produced.
 I am going to be sooo happy when you are finished eating beansno beans for you for a LONG
time after today! Bill yelled at his daughter as she started giggling there, still waving the fumes that
were flowing out of her now destroyed pants. As she stood up to her lofty height over Bills body, with
the cleavage of her breasts hanging right about where the top of his head would be, she could feel the
back of her pants. She had burned more than a hole in them; she had ripped apart both her pants and
her panties, leaving a foot long rip down the buttcrack that was five inches across. The pants had ripped
strains hanging around, still floating up and down from the powerful gas that was still seeping out. All of
the sudden, the small breeze of gas picked up to something that was as strong as a hurricane.
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Oh manthis hole just keeps getting bigger! Christina cried out as she could now feel the cool
January air mix in with the smoldering hot butt fumes that she was releasing. Steam was being produced
from the interaction of the two as the colder air was suddenly being blasted with furnace-hot flatulent
gas. This was the kind of gas that would be produced deep in the bowels of hell, smelling of brimstone
and sulfur and stinking up the sight to already unimaginable levels. The green gas blew all around,
surrounding the helicopter and filling it with the deadly stench of Christinas gas. As Bill started to move
away, to avoid being in direct contact with the gas, he noticed an older gentlemen with a white beard
and hair, wearing a business suit walking in his direction. He walked up to greet the man.

Admiral! Whats happening? Bill said as he walked up to the man. They both exchanged hugs
and shook hands as it appeared to be a joyful meeting. The admiral looked over at Christina and was
already smelling the warm fumes coming from her latest fart.

Oh boythe news wasnt wrong on that oneI mean the basketball game. Did that really
happen? The admiral asked, commenting on the gassy basketball game on Thursday.

Oh yeahI was there. It happened. Bill said shaking his head as he looked down with a little
shame.

Its amazing what you and Victoria have produced there. No wonder the governments been
talking about using her as a weapon ofgas destructionas it may. The admiral laughed at the little
pun he had created there.

Wellnow its tearing up Section 26we need to get her off this beans diet, its been tearing
her up and causing her to fart much worse than normal.

Well, I sure hope that this is her worseimagine if this was her normal. So wheres Frank?

Captain Parkers across the bay, we had to fly her across when it proved futile to take her
across the bay. Hellgoing across, and through the maze, it would have taken much longer, and shes
cutting mammoth farts every few minutes. No way I would have survived. Bill remarked as the Admiral
had to pinch his own nose to avoid the smell. They both looked at the stunning Hispanic beauty as she
walked closer to the men, making the air smell even worse with each step. It was now almost a constant
feeling for her to feel the warm gas seep out of her buttcrack with each passing step. The constant
swaying of her large buttocks didnt help matters much.

I think I have to agree with youthat is a rancid odor young lady. The admiral said as Christina
started to tower over the admiral. From the distance he wasnt sure just how big she wasbut now that
hes seen her, he was starting to understand where all that gas was coming from, she was able to hold it
all in.

Thank you. She said with another potent smile on her face. That smile meant only one thing,
she was feeling relief as she was cutting another silent hisser, filling the air surrounding the three with
another batch of killer, eggy fart smell. The Christina Fart Smell definition would have to be redefined
after this day was through. There were seagulls in the adjacent area, they started flying around
erratically and squawking as they smelled the remnants of her SBD, a couple of young seagulls were not
going to survive as they fell to the ground. Christina looked at them with horror and sadness.

I think we should get inside. Bill suggested as the admiral had his nose underneath his
business suit. Christina waved the air out of her butt as the silent fart had left a red mark deep in her
buttcrack. If she were to enter a bathtub of cold water at the moment she would have probably caused
it to boil from the insane amounts of heat that were coming out of her butt.

Soyou know my father? Christina asked the admiral as they walked through the light
industrial sight that was the old naval station there in Alameda.

Oh yeahIve known your father for years...your mother too. I used to work out here back
when I was in the navy, Im retired now, but I am more than happy to help your father and Parker when
the opportunity comes up. If you knew why youd understand. The admiral had been referring to a
situation in the 1990s when Bill had saved his life during an operation, but that story was for another
time. After a five minute walk, in which Christina had been holding up more gas in her rectum, they had
arrived in the inside of the building. It was a white building that was about three stories high with
windows at various locations. The inside of the building had been completely cleared, leaving a
cavernous space that was perfect for Christina. Inside, Christinas bed, TV, computer, video game, a
couch from the complex that she sat on occasionally and beans for her lunch and dinner had been piled
to give her some things to occupy herself. She was alright with the arrangements, knowing that it
probably would be a bad idea for her to walk around with her lethal gas. As she started to walk around
the complex, she felt the pressure within her reach an apex. She placed her right hand on her hip and
her left on her stomach as she broke wind quite loudly.
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Oh that feels sooo much better! Christina yelled out as her fart went on for 30 seconds,
shaking the walls of the old industrial building and filling it with her toxic blend of flatulence. A large
cloud of pea-soup green fog started to form around the interior as the toxic dump that her gas was
began to flow throughout. It smelled of bean gas on steroids, increased in power and duplicated over
the continuous seconds that the fart seemed to emerge. It was a burning odor that quickly assaulted the
nostrils of the admiral and Bill through the gas mask. It burned the nose hairs of the older admiral with
its noxious fumes of hydrogen sulfide. At this point, she was releasing gas with nearly 1% hydrogen
sulfide in them. And even thought that combination was technically toxic for humans to breathe,
something within her gas diluted it just enough so that it would kill, but it still caused severe discomfort
to all who breathed it, including Christina, who had to sit on the couch, now feeling the hole in her pants
expand as a half of each of her globe-sized cheeks was now touching the black leather of the couch.

Ohthats a beaner of a fartand more. Christina replied as she moved her hands around,
trying to avoid the worst of the stench. Bill had looked at the destruction taking place on her pants and
came up with a more radical idea.

I think you need to get out of those pants, thats the second pair youve ripped today. Bill told
his daughter, who now had her hands on both sides of her body, leaning forward on the couch with a
devious look. Bill already knew what she was doing.

Ripped? Asked the admiral.

You may want to back off sir. Bill warned as he started to smell the newest batch of flatulence
from his daughter. The admiral was immediately assaulted by the newest SBD fart that Christina had just
laid into the surface of the couch. Regardless of the couchs position, her ass was too big for it to muffle
all of her gas and some of the rotten egg stench had to flow up through her crack and into the air,
polluting it just the same. The admiral began coughing even more, but was otherwise alright okay. His
encounter with muster gas years ago may have given him a higher tolerance to Christinas personal
blend.

Good Lordthe smell just keeps getting worse, and what are suggesting about the pants, is she
going to put on a new pair? The admiral asked as he was shouting across the room, about twenty feet
away from the epicenter of Christinas horrendous fart.

NoI think she doesnt need to wear clothes at all. Bills idea had shocked Christina and the
admiral as he was thinking of something a bit radical, even for his daughter.

Excuse meyou want me to be nude?! Christina asked from over at the couch.

Thats rightnow admiral, you can assure me that no one else will be going into here today.
Correct? Bill asked.

The way shes going, no one would even want to step foot in here.

Then, at the rate of her farts, and the power of them, she should be out of her clothes, free to
let out her gas as much as she wants without destroying any more clothes. Bill replied with his hands
on his hips as he looked over at his daughter.

What? I cant control these things..

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Another strong rumbler came out of her ass and started to shake the whole couch, it was going to be
tossed into the garbage by the end of the day. This latest batch of sulfuric madness was even stronger
and had brought tears to her eyes, as well as the admiral who was about to get out of the building for
the risk of not being to make it out on his own. Her gas was so dense now that it could be seen with
beams of light shining through, reflecting off the stink particles that she had been releasing. She could
only smile.

I see your point. Christina said with a gasp as she looked at her now bare butt, with a blown
hole through her jeans. Even her panties were no match with farts of that caliber. Bill told the admiral to
leave as he would remain until Christina was ready to go. With that, the admiral was skipping on his way
out of the gas chamber that Christina had created in that room. Bill was left there with his daughter, and
he walked up to her, through the jungle of humid and thick gaseous stink.

Look Chrissy, I know this may feel a little wrong, it probably is, although Ive seen you naked
plenty of times. No one is going to be going into here as the smell will probably keep them awayand
what is that camera doing here? He looked over at the camera tripod and the video camera on top of
it. She giggled as she mentioned that she was thinking about filming a few of these farts, for record
keeping.

I hope soI hope that after today there wont be more of this toxic fartingthese are becoming
lethal, Id hate to be anyone smelling your butt right nowand dont ask me, I have that machine back at
the complex and I can smell your farts very strongly right now, so I will not need to get a feeding from
you, not until you calm down anyway. Bill stated at his daughter who continued to smile at what her
father was telling her.

Ohdont worry. After today, I think Im going to be sick of beans for a while. She said with an
honest tone, as she tried to continue to smell her gas. It had an enormous hang time, which to her likely
meant the rest of the day, but that what the large building was for.

Im glad to hear it. Ill come back in a few hours to give you some new clothes, but dont put
them on until your farts have calmed down, at least to bearable levels, is that clear? He asked as
Christina nodded her head.

Goodthen strip out of your clothes and get yourself situated. If you need anything, use your
phone to call me and Ill come straight over, perhaps with Parker. Well likely be cleaning out the
complex so that it is usable by people again. Bill said as Christina started to strip out of her clothing.
First, she took off her shirt and her white bra and the results were immediately obvious, she was far
more beautiful than even Bill had imagined. Her tall frame lends itself to a magnificent body, her biceps
and forearms were built with muscles and her stomach had the look of a six pack. It wasnt too absurd of
an appearance, but one that would have someone quickly reconsider their decision to fight Christina.
But it was her chest that was her proudest feature on her body. Even since the experiment, they had
grown on her body a slight more, into more profound E cups, perhaps bordering on Fs. They were each
the size of grapefruit and her hanging like water balloons strapped on her body. The nipples were
getting harder, sticking out about a half inch from her body, perhaps aroused from the overpowering
stench of her farts, it wasnt hard to think that her gas was turning her on.
 Below her short waist was the greatest feature of all, her tanned, gluteus maximus, the butt.
They were both the size, and as round as basketballs and hung over almost a foot off her back, which
had a graceful curve from her black hair-covered neck down her back and out again into the deep
canyon of butt crack. One could fit a 3X5 index card deep within her buttcrack and still have some
space left over. There was just so much butt flesh there; even Bill was surprised at just how much his
daughter had grown. Each cheek was just so smooth, so tan, so graceful; it was more of a sphere than
any perfect sphere could ever hope on being. She was perfection and all other life forms and objects had
to retract to her standards. Even with the shredded remnants of her pants and panties surrounding her
buttocks. She had to take a minute just getting the shredded remnants of the panties and pants around
the vast expanses of butt and down her statuesque, muscular legs with their large calve muscles and
thick thighs, which had to support all of that caboose that she had, hers was truly the ass of a god. Her
legs finally rested on her large feet, which supported a size 12 basketball shoe, for girls. Her cheery face
smiled gracefully as she finally stood in the full glory, 72 and all naked with her 300 pounds of pure girl
muscle and fat, a perfect combination for a perfect girl, and to support that perfection, she ripped the
perfect fart just there, creating a hypnotic sensation in her exposed buttcheeks.
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Ohexcuuuuuse me! She said with a seductive tone in her voice as she started waving her
hand around this latest blast. The smell of rotten eggs and raw shit started to fill the space around her
with a tougher potency. It smelled like burnt shit, eggs, beans, cheese, broccoli, and cheese, all mixed
into a tear-producing gas that erupted from a fart that could rival actual military explosions. Bill could
have sworn that grenades going off werent going off to the loudness that Christinas powerful fart had
erupted out of. The fart shook everything in that entire building, the walls, the windows, the floors; it
came out as flapping ear-piercing noise that could burst anyones ear drum. Anyone with their ear right
next to her ass would have probably gone deaf after hearing the blaring loudness of that powerful fart.
Christina started to giggle like a madwoman until she saw her father struggle to walk out of the room.
He didnt make itcollapsing onto the floor as the smell of her ferocious fart had taken him out, even
with his gas mask on. Christina walked over to her father and saw that her proud fart had knocked him
unconscious. But there was a far more pressing matter for her, the smell was making her lightheaded
and she could still hear the fart ringing in her ears. As she saw her father wasnt using his gas mask, she
took it and started to wear it. She then walked over back to the couch, which was still steaming hot from
her previous farts and slipped in her first video game. This actually would have been a dream for
anyone, being able to play video games all day and not worry about anything else, but for Christina, her
stomach was rumbling something fierce. She then turned her camera on and started to record her
playing her video games, farting away.

The next two hours passed with consistent farting, Christina was already closing in on 100 farts
for the day and it wasnt even noon, and the worst part was that her weakest fart was much stronger
than anything that anyone, even Tim, could muster up. She was destroying the air inside the building
and the more she farted, the warmer the couch she sat on became and the deadlier and more toxic the
air inside the building became. By noon time she had ripped her 30th fart since entering the building and
the smell was flowing into her gas mask and making a strong contact with her body, but the worst was
still to come, she was about to eat her next pot of beans.
 Hello there Christina began as she focused the camera on her once more and placed the pot
of beans in between the long, smooth legs of her tall body, crossed over on the couch, which felt like it
was on fire, its time for lunch, another pot of beans. If youve seen the effects of the farts up to this
point than you already know whats going to happen. Ive been naked today not because I want to show
my fabulous body.wellokay thats one reason. But the real reason is that my pants were ripped apart
from my butt winds. Thats right, Ive been passing gas so hard that my panties and pants cant take it
anymore, and that means I have to be nude so that I cant destroy any more of my clothes. Eating beans
has had a disastrous effect on everything and I am inside this government complex because these farts
have become too lethal, it smells in here, right now. I havent farted for 10 minutes and it smells like
pure shit, times a hundred. Sothis will be my last large pot of beans, dont worry, Ill have some for
dinner, but I am starting to get a little sick of beans. Even though they are delicious, I cannot keep up
with these monster farts, really, its having a killer effect on myuh
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A beefy, strong fart vibrated another power thrust into the leather couch as Christina felt the
scorching hot fumes flame out from between the buttcrack and fly up into her face and the surrounding
space with a yellow haze that was visible to the camera. The smell of shit was heavier in the air as she
started to cough to this latest batch of foul, pungent air. The camera lens started to fog up from the
powerful blaster that she had let go for 20 full seconds of funk. Christina quickly got up to wipe the lens
of the camera before sitting back down with her beans.

Heheyou see, and I havent even begun to eat the beans. Of course, now when I eat them I
am going to be eating up my gas toobut all I have is 12 more hours and this bean feast is over, the only
question is, will I survive. Christina said as she started to eat the combined beans once again, filling her
stomach with even more ammunition. Only three minutes into her eating and she started to lean over to
drop another power fart into the couch. The scene on the camera was a pure masturbatory delight for
anyone who loved farts. Christina, this nude amazon sat Indian style on this black leather coat with her
large E cups jiggling with her every movement, including the constant moving of her red lips up and
down with the chomping up the beans and pushing them through her throat and into her stomach
where it would be processed into perhaps the vilest gas ever. This was going to be the last hurrah for
Christina and if there was any indication from previous episodes, these farts would be greater.

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Three monster farts came out of Christinas nude bottom, into the couch, shaking it with the force of an
explosion that started to cut into the fabric of the couch itself. It wasnt visible to the camera, but a rip
was forming in the couch seat that Christina was sitting. A new, hotter wave of foul gas flowed up as the
yellow air started to fly off the couch and into the surrounding air. It had the smell of a hundred skunks,
stinking up the couch with a light spray of fecal gas that was blowing into the seat. She had let off some
wet farts too and started to ponder whether or not she would have to take a dump, and where. She
heard the commotion over to her side as her father was starting to wake up. She quickly turned the
camera off and saw her father waking up.

Hey Dad! Christina said with a smile as Bill had gotten up off the floor. His lungs started to
burn as he breathed in the tremendous gas that was just flowing around. Bill had to pinch his nose as he
started to get a headache from breathing in the gas; not having the gas mask was affecting him.

I gotta get going, you can keep that mask if you want, but I cant stay in here. Just let me know
when you need something. Bill mentioned as Christina had asked him one last question, if there was a
bathroom nearby. Bill mentioned a blue porta-potty located just outside the property. He had the
guards watching the facility move it slight closer to the door so that Christina could usedestroyit
when she needed to. As she started to blast larger monster farts she knew that a tremendous bowel
movement had to follow. As she finished her lunch she turned the camera back on and started to play
the video games once more. As she begun, she leaned her magnificent body over to the right and
started to rip a deadly, bubbly fart that sounded a wet and juicy as any fart could be without being shit.
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Jeezthis is going to be a long day. Christina said to herself as she felt the steam move off
from her ass and off the couch. She could smell more of her skunky and shit smell flies around as the
yellow haze continued to expand throughout the large building. The space of the building did not
matter; it was reeking of rotten eggs regardless. The next three hours was the worst farting yet, the
large room kept her from breathing in the deadly stench too much, since its openness had given her
powerful gas more room to expand. Regardless, it smelled like the insides of a porta-potty, which was
becoming more inviting as her stomach continued to gurgle. The smell of sulfur and methane continued
to dominate as the gas was condensing on the TV screen as the puke-inducing odor hung around. Her
farts were out of this world, as they continued to rip against the couch, shaking it and vibrating the area.
These farts echoed off the walls for nearly 10 additional seconds after her 15 to 30 second farts she was
ripping. And there were more than 25 of these mega-sized farts within those three hours, each of them
within the 15 to 30 minute time range. It was quite possible that by the time the day was over Christina
could have farted for a whole hour when one would put all her farts and their lengths together.

After 3:30, she had ripped forth another two monster farts, her ass was feeling loaded once
more with more gas waiting. Her rectum was bloated with killer gas, forming in a devious concoction of
tragic proportions. The gas being created within her could kill people if they were underneath her ass. It
was at 3:30 that afternoon that Christina had finally created the perfect combination for a truly lethal
gas with 2% hydrogen sulfide. She felt the bubbling within her, roaring as she felt the pressure continue
to build within her stomach. A smile grew on her face as she felt the pressure finally reach its final
destination. Outside her anus, a fog was already forming, of this sinister skunky mix that was forming
within her, there was no hiding the fact that with her aching stomach and beans for the whole week, she
had to blow. She leaned her ass open and out from her came the deadliest fart in human history!
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For just over a minute, Christina was cutting into the couch, or what was left of it after she was
finished, the single-most, deadly and disgusting fart ever. It rattled up her buttcrack and through her
grand canyon of buttock as the fart traveled a lightning fast speeds out of her ass and into the already-
torn fabric of the couch, cutting a deep hole into it that was created from a mix of the superfast and
superhot winds. The burning wind was able to cut a foot wide hole into the couch as Christina tore it to
pieces with her super powerful fart, and then there was the smell. As if the stench of her gaseous
wonders couldnt get any worse, they do. It was a chocking odor that reeked of rotten eggs and a
skunks spray, compounded many times over to form a deadly potion. The smell clung to her naked body
and her hair; it swirled around and messed around with everything, settling down on every item in the
building with its eggy stench. It was a high sulfur fart, higher and more potent than anyones sulfur farts
could top. Normal human sulfur farts would be a 1 and hers would be a 100 on the scale that this
horrendous fart was at, and then it smelled like shit, pure shit. Thats when she started to feel liquid sit
pour out of her ass as the fart finished off. By the time the fart was done and the ringing in her ears from
the extra-loud blast was done, she felt a bunch of brown liquid collect within her asscrack, filling the
canyon with a watery dump that could fill half of a normal toilet.

Phew! That reeks! Christina said as she got up from her couch and started to breathe in the
extra-high sulfur of her fart. After a couple of painful breaths of her ghastly stench, she had to get the
gas mask and put it on her, looking at the camera which had recorded the goodness of that fart. She had
to wipe off the lens again from the superfluous humidity that had gathered around the yellow fog of the
room. Then she had to make her way to the porta-potty to use take a large dump. She started running
toward the front door, releasing a silent and unholy SBD all the way, stinking up the building to high
heaven. Her naked body finally reached the door that led to the blue porta-potty. Outside, two Coast
Guard personnel had been watching the facility, hearing the explosions all day. They saw the nude
Christina run out of the facility and toward the porta-potty. Her body was so immaculate as it passed
them, the enormous ass, the large breasts, the muscles, the over towering height. They both had instant
hard-ons from the mere sight, but their glory was soon to be diminished. As she opened the door into
the porta-potty, she started to cut another fart, a sloppy and shitty fart that had some of her rectal
juices flow down her leg, she was on the verge of taking a dump. The sound of this massive fart out of
this nude girl wasnt the worst part, it was the smell, and it was literally killer. The smell that spewed out
of her anus had spread around the two fixated military personnel like a cobra squeezing its prey. The gas
was horrid, beyond horrid; it was as deadly as possible, pumping in a high concentration of hydrogen
sulfide into their lungs and their bodies. They started gagging at the one-second mark of her five second
blaster, and by the fifth second they were too close to her to survive. The skunkiness of the fart was
potent enough that their lungs had taken in too much of the hydrogen sulfide. The men collapsed, and
this time, it was fatal. It wasnt even her worst fart, not by a long shot, but it was real fatal blast, the two
men had learned the price of smelling these toxic farts from Christina Lopez, the ultimate price.
 Christina didnt know about her death-bringing fart just yet, she first had to deal with the
colossal amounts of shit that she had to unload into the porta-potty. It was rather clean for a portable
bathroom and the inside of it was emptied, so she would have plenty of room to unload her dump. She
began first with a long, four-minute piss as she emptied out her bladder from all the milk she had been
drinking. The look on her face was that of somewhat relief, but the heavy stench of piss was filling the
air as her golden liquid continued to flow into the collection unit of the porta-potty. After the four-
minute piss was done, she felt the gas hit her stomach and she began to pass small amounts of her gas.
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Three, deadly farts came out of her ass. This was when her large rump likely saved her life, since it was
so large that the hole that she was covering was completely shut, compressing her toxic gas into the
collection unit and keeping it in therefor now. Of course, some gas did escape, but not at the high
enough quantities that were needed to bring death. The smell was very unpleasant however and it
smelt of rotten eggs many times fold and since she was naked, she had only her hands to cover up her
mouth as she started to feel the turds open up at her rectum.

Sitting upright with her hands on her muscular legs just below the V of her crouch meeting her
belly, she relaxed completely and let go. Another longer rectal explosion sounded below her, followed
by a satisfied grunt, as her anus peeled open with a squishy crackle, exposing a thick glob of waste. The
glob of excrement quickly turned into a long thick log, crackling out of her anus with great speed, within
a few seconds over a foot in length, soon two, before Christinas butt clenched shut and let it drop
heavily into the cesspit. Leaning slightly forward she sighed in relief, causing her big breasts to heave as
they wobbled around her front. Every movement her body made caused for more of her toxic gas to
leave the hole, but still the air quality was alright.

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butt-gas left her rump urgently followed by another, equally large turd, then another, and another
before a long bassy fart ending in a hiss made her groan slightly in relief. Now this would have been a
sizable dump, also for a girl of Christinas stature, but if her farts had been super powered, it was very
likely that her dumps would be too. That said she grunted, farted unladylike and loudly again then
continued to squeeze some great lengths of poop from her tanned behind, seemingly with greater
urgency then before.

As a particular long rope of dung snaked itself from her pouting anus with a greasy crackle, she
gave a low nasal groan before it thumped onto the now noticeable pile of thick coils she had generated
down below. Her urination, which had gone on and off since she had started her load had dabbed off to
a trickle, and now just mere drops as her bowels however released their contents unabated. More stinky
gas pooted from her fleshy butthole, filling the collection tank beneath her with a heavy smell, with
more of the high hydrogen-sulfide content. Christina then bit her lower lip slightly trying to avoid any of
the smell herself, pulsed, and exhaled contently as a gassy expulsion resulted in several thuds as more
poop fell from her. Shifting her bum on the seat for better blood circulation quickly made her cower her
nose with her hands, regretting letting her lethal stink free. Seemingly against better judgment she again
expelled a lot of noisy gas, followed by more thick crackly turds from her gaping flesh ring. She had now
added a mass equal to what three well fed cows might produce to the cesspit, and the smell would have
put any farm animal to pure shame.

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Another earth-rattling fart shook out of her shitty anus as she felt another bowel movement
approaching. Outside, the yellow gas of her killer gas was slowly seeping out as it got to stinking up the
surrounding area, killing any of the grass that had been exposed through the cracks of concrete. It was
actually an interesting sight, for in the background of the porta-potty was San Francisco Bay and the city
skyline along with the Bay Bridge, all there in the background of the largest dump in human history.
Squeaks of gas continuously slipped out and she was still in great discomfort, rocking back and forth on
the seat, the plastic bowl creaking a little from her weight. Eventually she just let go with a defeated
groan as a large log forcefully crashed into the gooey pile of shit and piss that had collected in the
collection tank, coiling up on itself as her rump continued to do its job. The collection tank was now
nearly half full as her expulsions of gas and shit continued. But in spite of the filling porta-potty,
Christina decided to just go, at least easing some of her pressure. Moans of relief and sputtering farts
echoed in the small bathroom as her brown sludge continued to crackle out into the filling container,
coiling up as fat snakes of dung pushed from her large frame.

With a loud gurgle the cramp subsided for now, but she could again feel mounting pressure in
her rectum. Immediately her anus yawned open and sputtered wetly with gas. Applying gentle pressure
her spurt of gas was interrupted by a soft mass of dung coiling out of her quickly, bringing with it a sharp
smell. Falling on the loads of already deposited dung, she pooped a large load within a few minutes,
accompanied by small nasal grunts and the occasional blaring fart. A massive cowpat formed beneath
her shapely bum, together with the yellow cloud of smelly fumes enveloping the porta-potty. Now she
was starting to gag as more of her killer aroma was filling the area. She had to bit the bullet and open up
the door of the porta-potty to the outside world. As the door was open, smoke and fog flowed out of it
like an engine with engine trouble. A nearby guard who was also watching had started to walk over
toward the porta-potty to see what was wrong.

Christina sat with eyes closed in bliss enjoying the much needed relief enhanced by the toxic,
hot gas that was warming her large exposed derriere. Opening her eyes as a long now solid turd crackled
from her stretched anus, she looked up and ahead. She tightened her stomach and gently pushed the
current snake from her rump, its speed going up slightly as it coiled up on itself on top of the doormat
sized cowpat beneath. With a loud splat it fell from her bum as she clenched herself shut. As this
continued she heard someone come up toward the opened door of the bathroom, it was another coast
guard worker who was watching the complex. He had seen the two fallen personnel on the ground and
was looking inside when he saw the massive Hispanic girl sitting on the toilet seat as she continued to
unload her crap.

Heygirl here trying to take a dumpdo ya mind?! Christina cried out as she continued to
smell the deadly odor of her gas. Fortunately for her, that wondering coast guard worker wasnt going to
remember his rude intrusion on Christina taking a crap; he fell into a deep unconscioness from the
pungent odor that was flying out of the porta-potty. Only by the sheer grace of God was he kept alive,
but only barely. Slightly bothered from her massive droppings strong smell she wiped her crack and
hole with some of the toilet paper that was inside the portable bathroom, dropping them down on top
of her dump below. Down below, a few flies had tried to fly around in the dark torture chamber of the
collection tank, but they soon fell to their merciful deaths. No living thing could survive being in that
collection tank at the rate Christina was going.

The dump continued with the frequent hissing release of butt-gas between her globe-sized
cheeks as she felt her bowels being emptied, she was approaching the end of her dump, which was
great for her since she had to get out into some fresh air. Patting her noticeably bloated toned tummy
while sighing, she decided to get toward finishing her dump. Christina lifted her cheeks from side to
side, spreading them with her hands as she settled on the hole. She leaned forward slightly, placed her
elbows on her knees and let go of any holds. Her stomach rumbled like distant thunder, and her pit-like
anus swelled open as a release of gas the likes of which had never been witnessed in that porta-potty,
the smell was deadlier than before and her nose was twitching from the unbearable stench she was
producing.

OhhhI hope this ends soon. Christina went cross-eyed in silent gaping relief, as the first
proper log of exiting shit massaged her rectum. It had been too long. Crackling like a snapping forest the
immeasurable mass forcefully left her mammoth butt. Biting her lower lip in urgency, Christina began to
poop in earnest. Her immense anus bulged downwards, as she uninhibited released her payload; inches
upon inches of her gigantic, thick brown logs of crap poured from her ass sounding like baseballs
crashing into the pile of wet shit that had formed underneath her, the level of that shit was slowly rising.
The yellow cloud of stink from between her meaty cheeks crawled around the area as it simmered in the
opened porta-potty. None of the chilled bay area could compete with the humid gas that she was
dropping into that toilet.

Ahhhhhhh! Christina cried out in joy as she felt that the dump was now quickening as she felt
the enormous payload emptying out. As she now leaned far forward in urgent release, one inside the
collection tank could even see just enough to make out tons upon tons of waste being expelled
forcefully from a bulging anus. As the next titanic fart thundered from the butt, she had to pinch her
nose and wave the air out of the porta-potty even more, to little avail. She arched her back, raising her
head and jutting out her massive heaving chest as she continued her dump. It felt so good to finally go,
she could not remember the last time pooping felt so good or satisfying, indeed even the dump she took
at school on the previous days didnt compete with this epic crap. And poop she did, she knew she was
carrying quite a backlog, but she guessed she had by now put over twice the times or more what she
normally did, and she still felt full and that mollifying urge to forcefully push and void her bowels.
Shifting her basketball sized rump from side to side, she prepared for the next batch. Grunting urgently
and with satisfaction she squeezed a hard thick turd from her bum, followed by a roaring fart that made
her fan her nose as the fumes wafted up around her. Potent! And more was coming behind it.

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The porta-potty shook somewhat as Christina cut this horrendous, toxic fart into the bowel,
compounding the already accumulated deadly gas in the collection tank. The interior of that tank had to
be the worst place to be on earth, perhaps even in the universe at that moment. Her stomach grumbled
and bubbled again, as she pushed out a fast flowing mix of gas and thick mushy logs, enough to bury
more of her bricks in the pile of shit. A smile appeared on her face as she exhaled; the best things in life
come for free indeed. A large fart ending in a hiss like lava pouring into a lake rumbled up from below
with a low satisfied grunt.
 As Christinas ass continued to issue forth both solid and gaseous matter in humungous
quantities, a problem arose. The collection tank contained her titanic droppings, but the gas her rump
erupted with so frequently and voluminously, was not so effectively contained. It had now seeped out of
the porta-potty and into the ground surrounding it. It looked like a small brown lake was forming around
the sides of the porta-potty as her shit was approaching the full point of the collection tank. She then
felt a gush of silent gas push out of her anus as it added to the pressure inside the plastic container.
After that SBD, she began her final avalanche of shit into the porta-potty, going for three minutes
straight as her asshole continued to open back and forth with the releasing of more greasy, brown,
lumpy and soft pieces of shit into the collection tank. It was like a sausage machine unloading one log of
sausage after another, continuously for three minutes before she unloaded one last gallon of piss into
the tank. As she finished off, the sun was trying to shine into the opened up container, she was
imagining what it would have been like if she did this in the middle of the Civic Center Plaza in
downtown San Francisco instead of an abandoned naval base with little protection, or protection that
was still alive.

Once her piss had turned into a trickle, she started unrolling the toilet paper furiously as she
wiped her shitty buttcrack and hole. It took nearly half the toilet paper to clear her ass fully and when
she unloaded it into the collection tank she noticed that she only had to stick her hand a foot into it
before she hit the top layer of her colossal shit. She quickly left it in there and started to walk out of the
porta-potty, as innocent and nude as ever, remarking back at the proud accomplishment she had just
made. As she left the porta-potty, a plume of gaseous stink continued to fly out as the area around the
porta-potty smelled of the largest dump in history, and Christina had the proof of it.

I think Ive just created a Class 8. She smiled to herself as she looked back and saw the three
coast guard workers who were still on the ground, victims of her digestive system. She used her foot to
move the bodies around to see if they were getting up or not, of course she didnt know that only one of
those three bodies were alive. She still smelled the heavy stench of her first fart as she entered the
porta-potty, and it reeked of its deadly aroma. She had to pinch her nose as the warm fart smell
continued to flood her nose. As she walked back inside, she could feel a little of the cool air that was
prominent everywhere else in the Bay Area, except in the vicinity of that porta-potty where it felt like a
warm summers day. Christina had walked back into the main building where the foul stench of her gas
hung around like a day-long fog over the city. She walked back toward the couch and saw some droplets
on it from the combination of the fart gas condensation and the liquid shit that she created from her
first fart before leaving for the porta-potty. She could still feel the watery shit on her backside and
picked up a shirt of hers that she had taken off and wiped the entire interior of her buttcrack. After a
minute of shoving the shirt through her crack she took it out, all damp from her crap. After throwing the
shit-covered shirt to the floor, she walked back toward the video game and started to sit down on the
damp couch.

I just got back from the most epic dump I had ever taken. I had to use a porta-potty outside this
building and I nearly filled the thingtrust me, youve seen my shit you know I can do it. And it smells in
here like a bathroom, its been some time since Ive had tono
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An ear-piercing ripping fart echoed throughout the vacant building as Christina started giggling from the
deadly, skunk-smelling odor that was filling the place up. She had to wave her hand around and hold her
nose for a moment, for the whole world to see that her farts were stinking up the place, as if the sound
of bubbles ripping up through the tight crevice of her buttocks wasnt enough of a clue.
 Wellthat didnt lastand neither am I if I keep farting like this. These farts are killerhonestly;
I am going to have to put on a gas mask as I am having some trouble breathing in these toxic fumes. You
do not want to smell these fartsor maybe you dothe question is, will you survive?
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She laughed as the gross smell of her gas only intensified within that room. After getting blasted by a
new round of rotten eggs she started to wear the gas mask, hoping to avoid having to smell that fart at
its worst. The following two hours consisted of more of the same, Christina was back in front of the TV,
resuming her video games as she continue to rip fart after fart. She was a machine of farting, releasing
these bellowing blasters into the couch that was in all likelihood going to be destroyed after that night.
It wasnt until about 6:00 that she got a phone call from her father, announcing that he was heading
back over to check on her progress, she warned him to bring his most protective gear. At the same time,
there was a knocking on the door into the complex. She turned her game off and started to unload a
prestigious SBD into the cushion of the already wet and stinky couch. As she walked toward the door,
the remnants of her silent hisser were following her, leaving a trail of ultra-deadly fart stink in her path.
She got to the door and found that it was Tim, standing there with his nose pinched in the darkened
aftermath of her porta-potty dump.

Ohhey Tim, whats up? Christina asked as the toxic gas from her fart started to flow toward
Tim. He coughed a bit as he breathed in the shitty smell. He was wearing a grey hoodie with a white
undershirt and a pair of black jeans with his brown hair blowing lightly in the air off the bay.

I see you had to use the bathroom earlier. He pointed over toward the porta-potty and the
three guards still on the ground.

So thats why youre pinching your nose? Christina asked.

Oh nothats me. I farted. And with those words, a strong beefy smell had assaulted
Christinas nose, filling them with a foreign but toxic flatulent gas that could have only been produced in
the bowels of a boy. She gagged a little from the extra smell of onions and broccoli, part of a bean stew
that Tim had produced that evening, as he wasnt as strict in his bean diet as Christina was in hers.

Christ that is a good one! Christina said as she continued to breathe the growing wave of her
boyfriends fart.

Yeah, well anyway, Parker told me where you were at and he gave me the clearance to visit
you, figured you could use some company. Tim said as Christina allowed him inside the building. He
looked in awe at the lights and up in the rafters of the abandoned factory that Christina was using. It
reeked of a million rotten eggs inside, all from the toxic farts that Christina had been cutting.

It looks like youve been stinking it up in here too. Tim said chuckling to himself as he walked
over toward the couch that Christina had been using for her butt. He was warned that Christina
wouldnt be wearing any clothes, but the inside of his pants were reacting as they would behind such a
great beauty as Christina. She could see that but knew that her boyfriend was simply showing his
affliction for her tremendous size and power.
 You have no idea about how much Ive been stinking it up. Those guards outsideI think they
might bedead. She said with a cute shrug of her shoulders.

Really? Dead, how are you sure? Tim asked as he looked back toward the door. His breathing
inside the building was a bit more labored as he continued to inhale the foul gas around the building.

They havent moved since this afternoon. I think my farts may have crossed over into a lethal
category.

Oh yeahI brought this over, its your measuring device for your farts, with the CFI scale, I was
curious how much you have.oh God! Tim cried out as he turned the device on and started watching
the electronic numbers race upwards as the gasp on his face got wider.

What.what does it read? Christina asked as she walked over toward Tim, brushing her
fabulous nude body over his. He was now in pure heaven just being in the presence of his goddess. He
showed her the readout, it read 1,006.

What?! From just one fart? Christina was very shock at the results; she knew that the readout
would be high, but not that high.

No, dont worry; this is from the mere combination of farts. Youve been farting so much in
here; I take it, that the smell has just grown from the accumulation of gases. One single fart by itself
couldnt be over 1,000. Probably.

Well, just as well, because as bad as this sounds, I need to get myself off these beans. I like
farting, but this is just overdoing it, I cant sleep in my own bed, or be in my own room or even be in
class. Being here by myself in this room has got me thinking about it this afternoon and I do not want to
have to spend my life like this. Im going easy on the beans for dinner, and after midnight I am going to
eat something else. Christina pointed over to the small can of baked beans there waiting for her. She
was going to eat it out of the can this time. Tim nodded his head in approval as he realized what his
girlfriend meant as he was having a lot of the same problems.

I know what you mean, Ive been stinking up my room too, way too much and I need to curb
these farts down. I had my window down all night and it was only helping a tad bit, my farts continued
to stink up my bed and I had to leave to get a breath of fresh air a couple of times. I think there is a point
where it has become too much too. She took the small can of baked beans and poured them into a
small bowl she had brought with her. Along with a simple glass of milk she started to eat on her last
meal. As she was finished with her beans, a mere 10-minute eating she felt the bubbling within her as
the baked beans interacted with the putrid combination that she had already been producing. She
smiled over toward Tim who was looking at the vibrating noise that was starting on her couch.
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A sinister fart vibrated the couch as her naked buttocks were bouncing around to the expulsion of her
latest gas. The stench was a rich odor, a concoction of beans, skunk smell, and shit all mixed into an
unholy combination. The green gas poured out from her ass and into the area around, causing her to
gag as she took in the smell. Tim smelled up all the gas and thats when a bad idea came to him. He
asked if he could breathe in another fart of Christinas.

Im not sure that is a good ideaI really think these farts are lethal. Christina said in warning.

Ohdont worry; I think that I can handle it.

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A quick, but pungent fart roared out from Christina as she had leaned her uncovered behind over to the
right and pushed out a strong fart that ripped into more of the war-torn couch. The rotten odor of her
farts was quick to attack both of them as Tim was forced to move back from where his girlfriend was
sitting at. Christina had to wave the air around her as the strong beany odor continued to fill the room.
And to add to the power, she was forced to lean back over to push out another volley of wicked farts.
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Oh God those took a lot out of me.you may want to reconsider your idea.I gotta get this gas
mask on. Christina said as she was attacked by a sharp odor that was cinching her eyebrows and nose
hairs. She could feel the sauna-like heat all around her as the plumes of stinky gas continued to flow
around the abandoned building. It was an unbearable stink that filled the air with layer after layer of fart
gas. By comparisons, one of her farts had produced as much as the normal humans farts for a whole
day. Tim had to take his gas mask out and put it on too as the noxious odor filled the air. Through the
gas mask Tim had given his remark.

Oh yes Christinaplease, give me this one last fart. Tim stated as he walked up to his nude
girlfriends body. Christina sat back down on her couch with her face in her hands as she was feeling a
bit distressed by the colossal farts she was releasing. It was a storm of activity as the stomach was
working had on making do with the baked beans that Christina was feeding it. The beans were digested
by a lot of bacteria that was pushing the digested gas through her intestines and into her rectum where
it would be collected as gas. At the moment, Christinas rectum had expanded to double the size of a
normal rectum as the sheer quantity of gas had become way too much for her rectum to keep its regular
size. She could feel the gas coming and started to go on her computer, which had been set up near the
couch as she sent a message via Facebook.

Wellnearly seven days and hundreds of farts later, these beans are giving me monster-sized
farts, and I am actually a little tired of it. I cannot live with farts like these, I love farting and I love being
the best farter in the world, but I can accomplish that with weaker farts than these. My boyfriend and I
are now the two best farters in the world, but I want to continue loving with without wearing a gas mask
on. Thank you for your support with me and these farts and I will continue giving me the best farts this
big girl can provide. Christina typed into her status bar as she took out her phone and texted a message
to her father to come over and bring some people over whom may have to tend to her or Tim as she
was still concerned about Tims idea about the farts. As she texted the message she smelled another
horrendous fart odor but could tell that it wasnt hers, Tim had farted again.

Jesus Tim that is raunchy! Christina said as she inhaled the burning hot, sulfuric stench of
Tims fart. The gas was building in both speed and power, and a green haze had filled the entire room,
condensation dripping down the walls and old windows from the heat of his gas. His fart smelled like his
own personal blend of shit which had a strong sewage take with it. It had smelled like one of Megans
farts, but with a lot stronger stench with it. Tim took his gas mask off and started to smell the insane
odor of the SBD that he had just released, God was it a strong smell!

That was goodwhat do ya think? He smelled with satisfaction as he felt his lungs hurting
from the arsenic odor that he was breathing in. Christinas fart smell though slowly started to merge
with his fart smell and mingle with it. Her yellow gas was mixing in with his green and it was quite
obvious that the yellow gas was winning. After a few minutes, the gas had turned to a mix of the two
with a larger quantity of yellow. Tim had walked over to the camera and pointed it at the couch as he
told Christina he wanted to go ahead with smelling a fart of hers, despite the lethality of her farts.

But you may die Timmy; I dont want you to die, really. Christina was almost in tears as she
pleaded to her boyfriend. The tears though may have been from the itchy warm gas that was floating
around.

I have a feeling that I wontI have tolerance to your gas, or at least a stronger tolerance. As far
as Im concerned, it may only make my farts bigger. He said with a smile as he continued to feel the
warm breeze coming out from his black-jeaned behind.

Thats what I fear.you dont want farts this badI cant do anything with these, I cant even
breathe with these farts.

Please Christinaplease get on that couch and let me take in one more of your babies. Tim got
on his knees in a prayer as he was making his intent serious to Christina. She looked up at the air and
gave a short prayer toward the Lord before she shook her head in a defiant yet acceptable sigh. She
proceeded then to lay her naked body on top of the couch, which was still warm from her previous farts.
It was a sexy scene for Tim to delight in as the elongated body of his massive girlfriend lied across the
couch. Her head was resting on armrest at the right side of the couch with her body rested along the
rest. At the left armrest, her large calves were bent upwards as the thighs and large ass took over the
left of the three couch cushions. But the star attraction was her magnificent ass, rising just over a foot
from the couch with her proud cheeks at the size of a globe each. Up front, her back was slightly raised
to support the large breasts that were pushed into the far right couch cushion. Leading up to her head,
her long black hair was flowing down around her ears and the back of her spine where it flowed to her
neck. She was perfection positioned on a less than perfect couch, which despite its six-foot length was
not long enough to support her massive frame. That didnt matter to Tim anyway as he turned the
camera on and had Christina begin speaking to it.

Hi thereChristina here, Ive been wearing this gas mask for the past few minutes as the stench
from these farts have become too much for mebut dont worry, Ill let you see my pretty face right
now. I have here my boyfriend, Timothy who has been helping me film this video and has been my
biggest support. He also has a big surprise too, he farts as well. His farts are the deadliest among any
men and among anyone who isnt me. But I am going to give him one more blast for him to enjoyhes
going to breathe in a fart of minea really strong and putrid fart, I hope he survivesare you ready
Timmy? She cried out with a giggle as Tim nodded his head and entered the camera view for the first
time in the whole week-long video.

Tim moved his head over toward the enormous buttocks of Christina. He knew the risk he was
taking when he was going to push his nose into the colossal buttcrack of his girlfriend. Before he pried
the cheeks open he took in one deep breathe of the gassy-smelling air before sticking his head into the
humid and smelly buttcrack of his girlfriend. It was a tremendous feeling; slowly his face was diving
deeper into the sweaty crack of Christina. He could feel condensation droplets and pieces of dried up
shit deep within it. The smell was atrocious; there were few words in the English language, or any
language that could truly describe the sensory feelings that he had with his head inside Christinas ass.
This was a girl who had dropped some 150 farts that day with around 100 on the previous days, a girl
who had just dropped the largest dump in human history and had the smelliest and largest farts in
history. If there were a list of the 100 top farts ever dropped, she would have been the originator of all
of them, hell a list of the top 1,000 farts would have likely been dominated if not outright controlled by
her.

After a minute of shoving his head into her ass he had finally felt her butthole, his nose was
actually touching the swollen and enlarged hole of his girlfriend, the hole that had seen more gas and
shit come out of it than any asshole in history. Hell, she had more gas and shit pour out that hole in that
one week than probably from anyone in the world in a year. His eyes were tearing up as the painful gas
that was still hanging around him was collecting on his face. Every breathe he took was like taking a
piece of newly-formed shit and eating it whole. He could taste the rotten eggs and beans that her farts
had produced. And as perhaps the biggest precursor to what was going to happen, he could hear the
rumbling within her stomach and could tell that a massive explosion was imminent, but that is what he
wanted. Her buttocks had covered his head and swallowed it whole, his senses were cut off from the
outside world, he couldnt see nothing but methane-laden darkness, he could not hear anything but the
movements of her bowels and the production of gas, his entire life at that moment was in the bowels of
his 18-year old, tall Hispanic girlfriend.

Back up top, Christina leaned her head over to her right as it faced the camera; she gave a small
smile before she started clinching her fists and scrunched her face as she concentrated on dropping
what would be a bomb of a fart. Her efforts were soon rewarded as she broke a massive, stinky wind!
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Haha.haha.ha..excuse me! I farted! Christina laughed as she started feeling the

struggling of her boyfriend deep within her ass. Her fart had gone on for one minute and 10 seconds,
taking nearly all her energy out of her. The force was unbelievable, beyond that even; to Tim it was
heaven and hell at the same time. When the asshole started to open Tim was ready to take in the fart,
the only problem was he wasnt able to take in even a fraction of this fart. His eyes were blasted with a
great wind that forced the gas into his pupils and into every part of the eye, blinding them almost
immediately after the fart had started. He closed his eyes to protect them from the strong winds that
were blasting them, but the damage was already done. The fart though felt like a batch of chemicals
beyond blown into his face and the look on his face once it was released from her ass would show
nothing but red burn marks on it from the incredible heat that it contacted. His nose had been blasted
from the sensory overload of the powerful fart as the smell blew up into his brain before it seemingly
had been turned off; his nose had taken in way too much of the gas. His mouth too, there was such a
thing as eating her farts, but the gas was coming in at such fast and strong concentrations that he his
lungs was looking for places to take in the sulfuric gas that Christina was releasing. His ears were ringing
from the supersonic blast that was emitting from the load of gas passing out of Christinas asshole. Every
one of his senses were having trouble finding places to store the unbelievable amounts of gas that she
was releasing.

This strong fart had shaken Tims head with the same power as a ball being caught into a vice
and thrown around a room allowed to bounce infinitely. The shaking would continue for the full minute
as he could feel his various muscles and nerves up by his head vibrate under the earthquake-like
authority of this fart. Slowly his mind was losing a touch of reality as it was being shaken so much that
he couldnt even understand where he was at or what he was doing, or even the origination of that
strong smell, he was now understanding what Christinas father had gone through when he was
shrunken in Christinas ass when she was cutting the cheese. An enormous plume of yellow and brown
gas was smoking out of every available opening from her asshole that was available that Tims head
wasnt in. The smell that had blasted Tim in the face in every imaginable way was flowing out and was
making even Christina feel lightheaded as the smell continued to increase in power. The sound of the
fart too was great, truly great, the walls were shaking and some of the old windows on the outside had
shattered from the enormous pressure from both the sound and the ridiculous amounts of methane and
sulfuric gas that was pouring out of her ass.

Back down in the wet and humid asscrack of Christinas ass, her massive fart continued to erupt
into his face, it was about 20 seconds in that his eyes were twitching and his nose and mouth were
trying to expel the gas that they had received, there was no more space for them. He was inhaling and
exhaling Christinas fart back into her asshole. She could feel the breathing take place for the first half of
the fart but did not feel it for the second half. From Tims perspective, he could die happy now that he
was taking in the greatest fart in history, sure there have been plenty of greatest farts but this
surpassed them all, this was an incredible fart, an unbelievable fart, a fart to beat them all. If this was
the Lord of the Rings this would be the One Fart to rule them all. One second of this fart would be far
greater than the worst fart that a normal human could release, hell a few seconds of this fart would be
greater than any fart Tim could let out at his worse. Once the one minute, 10 second explosion was
finished Christina had to breathe a sigh of relief as she felt a hundred pounds lighter. She felt Tims head
inside her ass and felt that it wasnt moving at all. She quickly got up from her position and saw that her
ass had kept Tims head in pretty tight. She had to remove the ass from the slimy prison of the interior
of her asscrack that it had been confined within in. The air inside the room was quite foulnot it was
very foul. She took Tims body and laid it on the couch as she saw that it was lifeless. His skin was burnt
red, receiving what were likely third-degree burns on them. She looked over at the camera and saw the
red record light was still on. She turned the camera off as she started pressuring her lips into the shitty-
tasting lips of her boyfriend in an attempt to get some oxygen into him. She made a few compressions
to his chest to see if she could revive him, but to make matters worse, the smell was affecting her too.
The strong power of her gas had created an unbearable scene even for her, but she wanted to stay up as
she worried about her boyfriends livelihood.

Oh God.oh Godoh Godwhat have I done?! Tim?! Tim?! Please dont die on me?! She
yelled over the gas-filled abandoned building as she went over to the floor where her black gas mask
was on. As soon as she had grabbed a hold of her gas mask, she had felt another pungent blaster of a
fart emerge from her nude ass, shaking the area and filling it with yet more putrid eggy stench. The
hydrogen-sulfide in the room was greater than humanly possible and Christina had felt her eyes twitch
as she couldnt understand the power of this fart, her farts were at a lethal level and she knew that this
was far too much for her to understand. Her head started to ache as her eyes twitched up and down.
Finally, after having breathed in too much of her dreadful gas she had fallen to the floor on her front as
her eyes closed and she blacked out.

EPILOGUE:

Slowly, the eye lids were opening as she started to breathe through her mouth the fresh air, or
somewhat fresh air in the room. After opening and closing them for a few seconds she finally got the
strength to open them to the point that she was able to look at the people standing around her bed. She
was in a hospital bed, dressed in a hospital gown with a couple of white blankets wrapped up over her
body. Christina was waking up for the first time since passing out, she made out a couple of doctors, a
third person she could swear that she recognized and her father, with a short stubble as he had been
there by the hospital bed for the duration of the time that she had been admitted.

Oh God my head.man I must have been out.where am I? Christina asked as she looked
over to her father who walked up to her and patted her on the head.

Youre at the hospital Chrissyyouve been out for about a day and a half, its Monday
afternoon, just after 2pm. Youre fine though. Bill said as he tried to assure his daughter. She smelled
the air around her, there was still a burning smell of her flatulence, but it was rather weak. That likely
explained the sound of the five fans that were blowing in her direction.

Monday? Its Monday? She asked her father in bewilderment.

Thats rightyouve been out for about 40 hours.

40 hours? What the hell happened? Christina asked as she tried to reacquaint herself with
what had brought her to the hospital in the first place.

WellI arrived there in Alameda around 8:00 to find you and Tim lying on the floor

Tim? Tim? Is he alive?! Christina had cried out as she demanded an answer to the question.
She had just recalled her boyfriends head inside her ass and how she wasnt sure about how that
turned out.

Yeshes alivealthough he was barely alive when we found him. We had to storm that place
in biohazard suits and even with that a couple of the agents were frightened from the stench that was
going inside of their suits, claiming that it was eating their suits. You both were on the ground, passed
out with the smell of skunky and rotten eggs smelling up the whole building Bill explained as he was
cut off by the third doctor in the room, it was Dr. Levitt himself.

The hydrogen sulfide content in there was about 2%, which is lethal for any human to
breathe it would be like breathing in a nerve gas. Whatever you were producing in there that day, it
was powerfulvery powerful. Dr. Levitt said as he allowed for Bill to continue.

Yeah, anyway we got you both to the hospital and treated you. Tim, by all accounts is in a
coma, or something like a coma. But dont worry, he is going to make it out, and with very few effects
Bill continued as Dr. Levitt had added a little more into the conversation.

For reasons of making it soundweirdyour father and Captain Parker alerted Tims parents
about an accident that had occurred during some experimentation and that it was affecting him.

Christinawe found the tape inside that camera and saw what Tim had done. Bills tone
became a little more serious as he was gaging his daughters reactions.

Oh dad, please understand Christina pleaded as she was worried about what her father
would think about the video with Tim smelling her farts.

No, I dont think there isnt anything I dont understand. I know he likes to breathe your farts
and that is histhing. Now why you two were videotaping it

Wellhe wasnt sure if he could do it. We wanted to see if he could survive one of my big farts,
and we wanted to get some video proof of it. He brought the camera over and set it up to record the
fart, it was part of the experiment to see the impacts of a weeks diet of beans would do on someone
who was smelling my farts from point rangeI swear, thats what happened. Christina pleaded her case
as she wasnt sure about telling her father about the real reason for the videotaping. Bill looked over at
Dr. Levitt who shrugged his shoulders at the mere thought about smelling farts. Sure he did it a lot in
research, but never for an erotic reason.

WellTims lucky to even be alive, he should have never played with fire like that and it nearly
cost him. We didnt tell his parents about the video, or about you for that matter, at least not until I got
an answer from you, but now that you have told us about thisits probably best if we keep this secret.
Bill said as a smile grew on Christinas face. She felt her butt muscles moving as she had to push out
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potent, eggy fart rumbled the bed underneath her bed sheets as a slight bit of yellow started to flow out
of her bed and into the room. Two of the doctors left as they closed the door to the room. Christina
started giggling as she saw that her gas was no different from previously, still smelling as strong as ever.

Hehe.sorry. Christina uttered as she Dr. Levitt started talking again.

That was a good onebut youre farts have been quite potent since youve been in here. They
had to evacuate the entire floor for most of the day as your farts were very strong. Slowly, the potency
has died down, but they are still smelling very fierce. It will be another day or so until they return to your
normal levels and frequency. Christinas smile had grown as she was feeling kind of proud of her farts,
also feeling the warm gas against her body and gown.
 For someone of your caliber of course they will still be bad, but the power of your farts will be
dying down. Bill added.

As for Tim, I have agreed to pay for his hospital bills for his assistance with myself and for our
fieldhe will be a great gastroenterologist someday. He is in serious condition, but his breathing is
improving and he will be fine after a week of recuperation. His face will have to be treated as it is
severely burned, but other than that, and fixing up his eyes which were blinded with a strong gas from
your butt, it was a similar effect to spraying acid in his face. But other than that, his breathing is
improving and he is going to make a full recovery. Dr. Levitt said to a joyful Christina.

Waithe doesnt have to breathe in my fartslike my father, does he? Christina asked as she
squinted her eyes with a concentration of pressure.

Nothe effects of your farting on him and on your father are different. While your father needs
your farts for living, Tim doesnt. In fact, he has a rather high tolerance to your farts, which likely
explains why he isnt deadnot unlike those two guards outside the compound.

Wait? There were some people killed? Christina said as a strong eggy smell had caught both
Bill and Dr. Levitt off guard. They coughed a bit the pungent gas was flying out from Christinas ass as
she had just cut an SBD.

We suspected that they may have gone into the building when they heard something from you,
they werent prepared for the power of your fartsgranted no one is. It wasnt your fault thoughtheir
death is likely accidental Dr. Levitt started as Bill got back into the conversation.

Parker and I worked with the admiral to make sure that those two men were properly taken
care of. We told him that we would provide some of our services into his service to help the admiral out
while they agreed to change the story so that those two men were exposed to a deadly nerve gas while
cleaning out those facilities. As for that building, well theyre going to tear it down, since there was so
much paint taken off and windows broken and the fact that the smell was likely not to go away for a
long time. There was also this porta-potty that we could only assume you used, that is going to be rid of,
but there was some studying of the contents of your.load. Christina giggled at that last part as she
was feeling a little better, despite feeling bad about actually killing off a couple of workers.

Hehe.sorry. Christina said as she felt bad about him and about that eggy fart as it
continued to spread around the room. Even with the fans going the stench was still blowing around like
a silent beast.

Well anyway, to summarize, you are fine, Tim is fine, Section 26 is back to normal and you will
likely be back toward the end of this week. Bill said as Dr. Levitt insisted on one last piece of
information.

As for you eating beans.you better not for a good while. We are still flushing out the gas in
your system from your week-long bean feast and to say the least you do not need to eat any more
beans.

Seriouslyyou have so much protein in your system right now, your muscles are growing and it
looks like you are prime for some additional growth. A couple of doctors weve seen since have
indicated that you are likely to grow at least another couple of inches within the next few weeks and
gain some larger muscles, you now weight around 320 pounds from all those beans you ate. You are
going to get even moremassive. Bill said with a little regret as he knew that his daughter was going to
grow even bigger and larger from her bean feast. Christina extended her arms and lied back on the
blanket with her arms bent with her hands on her head and elbows extended out. She smiled as she
started ripping another strong fart, shaking up her hospital bed.
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A pungent odor of what smelt like shit and eggs filled the hospital room with another gust of wind from
the hefty fart that she had cut from underneath her covers and against her hospital bill.

That sounds great.a nice fart from a big, new me! I cant wait to grow even bigger, cant you
imagine dad, a bigger and stronger Christina with some.oh my that is rank! Christina said as the
rotten egg stench of her fart grew stronger from the powerful fart that she had released. Both Bill and
Dr. Levitt had to put their noses underneath the shirts as they were left leaving the room coughing from
the lethal fumes of Christinas fart. She remained lying back on her hospital bed as she soaked in the
strong stench of her fart, the smell of victory.

FOUR WEEKS LATER:

Two weeks had passed since the week-long bean feast and Tim had spent a whole week on
complying all the video footage of the feast into what was easily the largest set of videos in the fart
fetish community. He opened up a store on Clips4Sale with the farts and packaged it as twenty separate
videos of the exploits of Christina. Each video was at least 15 to 30 minutes long in length and they truly
discovered by showcasing the many farts that Christina had released with a promise guaranteed of at
least 10 farts per video. Once knowledge of the video went out, the reaction was incredible. Exploits
about the girl farting during the basketball game had reached the community and there was much
discussion about this Christina Lopez girl, and from the footage that had come from ESPN they knew
that this girl was a dream come true, the way she was ripping ass during that shootout in Berkeley. So
the look on their faces when it was discovered that there was an entire store dedicated to her and her
farting had completely changed the community.

Soon, as people began buying up the videos it became very evident that her farts were the most
impressive they had ever seen. Everyones rating of girl farters, regardless of the lists location or their
obligations, had Christina at the top and the videos were full proof. There was simply too much to
discount her farts, as they knew that her farts were the real deal, and that eating that many beans was
dangerous for a girl like her. Over the next few months, the other fart models had tried to up their
game, by eating gassier foods and creating larger farts with greater power. Oddly, this made their
material more impressive and it turned into a arms race among female farters and even some male
farters in their own realms to create the larger farts. Christina had changed the fart video game forever
and the talent coming out of the new models was an improvement over the previous, but it all still paled
considerably to Christina herself and the demand for her was unlike anything else in that community.
Soon, fart videos were divided into two separate categories: Christina and everyone else.

It was Valentines Day in Tims dorm room as he was showing Christina the amount of money he
had received since the fart videos were posted, they were already doing very well for the fart videos and
the desire for them was only increasing as word had spread about the farts. Since the fart experiment,
Christinas farts have been toned down considerably, for the sake of all that was good and holy. Still, her
average farts were now even worse than they had been previous to the beans experiment. Still, Section
26 had been working of various ways to mitigate the effects of the farting so it was usually fine, and
Christina was limited in the times she could eat beans. Back in Tims dorm room, Christina was wearing a
special pink skirt with a black top as Tim was wearing his usual grey hoodie and blue jeans. Christina was
leaning her new body over Tim in a very seductive way, getting him hard.

Sohow big are you now? Tim asked as he felt the additional weight of Christinas body
against his seated body at his chair.

73and heading toward 74, they say I may end up at 76 by August of this coming year. Now,
its expected that I may end up close to eight feetcan you believe that, eight fuckin feetI am getting
bigger! She said with glee as she was starting to look forward to her increased height and power.

Werent you a little concerned about that earlier, about becoming too big?

Yeahbut they said that it really should stop at eight feet, which is good because its getting a
little harder to fit through those doorframes, they had to make the ones in Section 26 a bit taller over
the past few weeks.

Well, thats good.

Oh yes it is, that and the 30 scholarship requests Ive gotten since my basketball game, full
rides to the best programs around the countrynow I have to decide where to haul my big ass for next
fall. She said as she admired her ass, which had gotten a little bigger too, holding the short skirt high
upon it.

Thats a whole lot of ass to haula whole lot of perfect ass that isdo you know where youll
end up?

Oh yeahIll be going to Stanford, I need to stay close, partially because of my dad, he still
needs my farts to live after all.

Stanford ehwe better not be seen together during the Big Game then. Tim said as he started
to lean over.

Oh dont worry about thatwait a minute, youre not going to.

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A strong, 10-second fart rumbled out of Tims butt as raunchy combination of eggs and veggies filled the
air in an immense concentration of fecal fumes. The green gas from his ass had fogged up the screen of
his computer and the window of his room. Plants would have died after smelling this fart if they werent
removed from the room. Christina started to cough as she had trouble to breathe in the fart, but it had
turned her on and the harden nipples of her breasts were an indicator that she was enjoying the
pungent stench of her boyfriends farts.

Sorrythat Mexican food was getting to me. Tim laughed as he started to inhale more of his
butt perfume.
 OhI love you Timmy. She said as she took in one last breathe of the sulfuric stink of her
boyfriend and started to kiss him there in the seat. The two had quickly moved over to his bed where
they were lying down on. As they moved around, they continued to kiss passionately as Christina started
to push forth from her ass a powerful blaster of a fart.
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The fart ruptured out her ass and flew her skirt up in the air from the flumes of yellow gas that were
coming out from it. It was a far more powerful shot of rotten eggs into the air as the yellow gas mixed in
with his green gas to produce a truly deadly gas. It smelled again like a skunk had sprayed the room and
left a pile of rotten eggs and shit inside.

Oh Gawd Christina! Tim cried out as his eyes began tearing up. Of course his fart had brought
tears out to his eyes too, but hers just accelerated the tearing.

Oh Timmythat chocolate you gave me is giving me the worst gas!

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A sloppy fart as more shitty gas started to pour out of her ass. The smell in the air was getting worse in
the passing seconds as her farts had mixed in with his to produce a devious concoction. As the two were
lying on the bed, gagging and eye watering from the farts it became very clear that they couldnt fart
together in the same room too often, as the sweet fart smell from Christinas chocolate-enhanced farts
and Tims Mexican food-enhanced farts were forming into a killer creation. As the potent mix continued
to spread, the two eventually were left lying on top of each other with Christinas massive frame on top
of Tims. Tim was already passed out from smelling both his fart and her farts together, but Christina
was still up as she was able to handle the pungent combination, eventually Tim would too. A pungent
odor that was spreading down the hallway of the dorm room, seeping its awful stench into the
neighboring rooms. All the other roommates had to do was open the door to find the two farters lying
on each other to see what had happened. Christina had looked back at the two college students who
saw what was going on.

Ohhey there. She giggled as she grunted and pushed out a new beasty fart of her own.
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This fart was even sloppier and it smelled like sewage and rotten garbage along with a helping of shit, a
lot of shit. She felt a little trickle down her legs as she saw the two students back away with their hands
waving.

I think I got to use the bathroom. She said with a devilish smile. The two college students
looked at each other with horror before they had collapsed on the floor. She got up from the bed and
looked back in the room and inhaled the stench of the farts, this was going to be a beautiful
relationship, and a smelly one too. She smelled the farts and could detect the stench of beans, beans
she had eaten previously. Beans were the magical fruit for Christina Lopez indeed.