So John was walking on the sidewalk as he was heading over Karen's place to hang out. He walked up to the door and rang the door bell.
It seemed unsure if Karen would answer the door. But the doorknob shook and Karen opened it. "Oh, hello, John," she said. She looked a bit nervous.
John smiled at her then looked worried "Hi Karen are you ok?" He asked
"I..." But before she could finish, she let out a loud blast.
*FROMPPPPPPPH!*
redface "Ooh, sorry about that... I am guessing you came over because you heard my loud foghorn blasts. I swear they can be heard from the next block."
"Goodness Karen what did you eat?" He looked at her wondering.
"Not sure. I don't think it's what I've eaten for breakfast or lunch... I had a snack... it was a Fiber One bar..." She said, taking the wrapper out of her pocket, "oh..." eek
"Whats wrong Karen?" He asked
"I've just have horrible gas, and just realized these bars are the culprit. I've been gassy before, but never like this."
She let out another fart that seemed to sound indulgently satisfying.
She groaned.
"Oh my that doesn't sound good."
"I've told Justine, but she said to embrace it because it's a gift. But it's so bad, I'm afraid to leave the house." Her stomach started to grumble, signifying that another one was cooking up.
"Do you wanna just hang out here at your house?" He said
"Sure... I think that'd be good."
"Ok." He walked inside her house.
"I swear, it's not relieving the more I let loose." Karen said when he got inside.
"It's like one fart just lets on to about alot more."
*PFUUUUUUURRRT!*
She sighed.
"They haven't been smelly... yet."
"Hmmm thats weird aren't fiber bars suppose to help you?" John said as he looked over at Karen.
"I thought so too. there's a high concentration of fiber..." Karen said.
*pffffffffft*
"Or some other weird ingredient..."
*P-FFFFRRRRR-PPT!*
The smell of her gas lingered in the air.
"Wow, that stinks... even to me." Karen sniffed a bit in the area she farted in. "Smells like month-old rotten eggs... and my tension. I've got a bit of a stomachache from the gas rippling inside."
"Phew... Hmmm lets read the wrapper maybe that could help us on this mystery."
redface
Looking at the wrapper, it read:
(1 bar, 140 calories, 4g of total fat, 1.5g sat. fat, 90mg sodium, 9g of fiber, 2g protein)
INGREDIENTS: Chicory Root Extract, Chocolate Chips with Confectioners Shellac (Chocolate Chips [Sugar, Chocolate Liquor, Cocoa Butter, Dextrose, Milk Fat, Soy Lecithin], Ethanol, Shellac, Hydrogenated Coconut Oil, Rolled Oats, Crisp Rice (Rice Flour, Sugar, Malt, Salt), Barley Flakes, High Maltose Corn Syrup, High Fructose Corn Syrup, Sugar Canola Oil, Honey, Glycerin, Maltodextrin, Palm Kernel Oil, Tricalcium Phosphate, Soy Lecithin, Salt, Nonfat Milk, Peanut Oil, Cocoa Processed with Alkali, Natural Flavor, Baking Soda, Color Added, Almond Flour, Peanut Flour, Sunflower Meal, Wheat Flour, Mixed Tocopherols Added To Maintain Freshness
"Hmmm i can't tell on there whats making you have loud gas."
She took out her phone and looked up the first ingredient.
"Chicory root seems to be a natural laxative, from what I see here," Karen said.
*PHRRR...T*
"If it's causing the gas, I just hope I don't ruin my pants, too. I regret wearing white shorts now..."
Oh now i know that would be bad.
She sighed and let her shorts drop, revealing a pair of purple lacy panties that fit snug. "I hope I'm not making you feel uncomfortable."
He blushed a bit looking at her with her panties on. "No no it's ok" He said as he was rubbing the back of his head.
"Ahh... " Karen said, clutching her belly, leaning over on the sofa armrest.
*PSSH-FRRRRRRRRT!*
"Wow its seem like those fiber bars are doing a big number on your body."
"I think so too..." (am I boring you?)
"Do you want a belly rub?" (No your not boring me"
"Yes I would."
He blushed a bit looking her belly as he slowly pressed his hand on it and started to rub it.
"That feels a bit better." Karen said.
She then let another one rip.
*FRRRRRRRT*
redface "Oops..." sweatdrop
It felt as if though her belly went down with the release of the gas.
"Trust me, that's not the last of it."
"Well your belly is pretty bloated" He said rubbing it a little faster.
"Yeah..." Another fart squeaked out of her.
He pressed his hands on it as started to rub the sides of it.
"Ohh..." She said, slighty pulling the back of her panties. "I still hope I'm not making you feel uncomfortable." She let out a tuba-like fart.
He blushed a little hearing her fart. "Its ok Karen." He said rubbing her belly more.
She smiled at him.
He looked at her as he was rubbing her belly in circles.
"Ugh... Hold on," she said, moving to the leather sofa, on all fours. "This one's going to be bad," she strained and sighed a few times before it started to emerge.
Her gaseous emission started from a hissing sound to a louder, bassy sound, similar to a balloon slowly having the air let out, in a sputtering manner, causing the lace on the edges of her panties to ruffle in the wind. When the last gas bubble escaped her still panty-clad butt, it made a shorter version of the sound, then a pop. She sighs in relief.
She inhaled it. "Gah, I can taste it!"
John look over at her and sniffed it then covered his nose. "Whoa... that smell reeks it like somebody got hit by a really really bad cheese" He said as he started to walk over and fan her stinky butt.
She blushed, but smiled slightly. "I cut it bad, didn't I?"
He chuckled a bit. "Yeah that was A rank stink right there."
"Strangely, I feel that was a good thing I dropped that stink bomb around you. If it had been anyone else, I'd have probably died of embarassment."
"Oh heh heh then i'm glad to had heard it and smelled" He blushed a bit.
She lowered herself, but then another fart escaped her, which was significantly shorter. But then some of the gas escaped her from the other end.
*Buuuuuurp!*
"...Excuse me." redface
John laughed a bit and smiled at her. "That was cute burp there Karen but i could do better then that" He got up and started to jump up and down for a bit then wait... *URRRRRRRP* "Cuse me" He said while laughing
Karen laughed along with him.
John smiled and glanced over at Karen. "So how was that?"
"Pretty good." smile
"Thanks" smile
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