By: NFused
It had been a few weeks since Molly had been given the mysterious pills by the strange Dr Tiffany and its fair to say that the pills hadn't had their intended effect. Molly had been forced to take them by her parents as they said they were struggling to live with the constant gas but it soon turned out that they were going to be struggling even more. The pills hadn't combated her farts, they had only made them even stinkier. To say that Molly’s previous farts even at maximum stink were about a 5 out of 10 she was now producing definite 9/10’s on a regular basis and after the right food she could easily produce a 10 rated stink. In fact the smell was so awful Molly had passed out from her first whiff of one of her new supercharged farts. Now that was saying something. It took a few days for her nose to adjust to the new smells that came from her butt and she could now stay consious although it definitely was not pleasant. She had started to notice the effects after about a week or so and so had her family who had complained at first for obvious reasons. Molly had always been keen to show off her farts to the world but she thought the new era of her gas was perhaps a little too much to burden her parents with, so recently Molly had been warning them of when she needed to fart and even went as far as letting them defend their noses. This was something she would have dreamt of doing before. Molly was enjoying life especially the newly transformed Ben who found his sisters gas irresistible even after the increase in potency. Molly figured her parents could be spared since she had such a loving brother.
Molly lay there on a dreary Thursday morning. The sky was grey, there was a chill in the air and the sun looked unlikely to be making an appearance. The time was 7:30 and she knew she needed to get up but she continued to lie underneath her cosy duvet, she left just the top half of her face exposed, her nose poking out above the covers, shielding herself from the currently unheated house. Anyway, she knew her new alarm clock would wake her up any minute now.
Mollys parents knew better than to venture into her bedroom at all, let alone first thing in the morning when she had her morning thunder to release. Naturally they jumped at the idea of Ben waking up his younger sister in the morning.
Her bedroom door opened and in came her Ben. He was already, showered and dressed and ready to start the day.
Morning Molly!’ he said as he went over to the curtains and drew them open to let some light in.
Molly quickly pulled her duvet over her eyes as she was blinded by the bright light.
‘Arg Ben!’ she moaned ‘Please let me sleep’
‘’Molly you got school, you have to get up’ he said firmly
She side as she peeled off her duvet and sat on the edge of the bed. The nerdy but beautiful girl sighed before standing up and walking across the room. Ben watched as he ass, incased in grey yoga pants bounced from side to side as she moved. Although he wasn't fixated on her ass but the what came out of it.
‘Ahem…aren’t you forgetting something? he said sweetly
‘Oh yeah sorry I forgot’ Molly replied with a giggle knowing full well she hadn't forgotten she was just teasing him.
Ben grinned as he dashed over to Molly and sank to his knees so his face was perfectly in line with her butt. Molly looked down at him and smiled as she placed a clothes peg on her nose that she had picked up from her desk.
‘These are gonna stink, you know we had curry last night’ she said speaking through that trademark nasal voice, as she relaxed and let the gas flow out.
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Molly moaned as her eyes rolled back in the relief of letting off a huge sloppy, bubbly mess of a fart which rippled out from her yoga pant clad ass and straight into the face of her eager brother. She was right. It stunk. The rich meaty odour of curry dominated the air which also carried the scent of eggs as was so typical with her gas. It lasted a solid 10 seconds and was so loud it wouldn't have been a surprised if her parents had heard it from downstairs. This was heaven for Ben as the warm stinky gas of his sisters dinner wafted around him. He let his face rest against her ass cheek to be close to the source without plunging his nose straight in there, it was first thing in the morning after all. The stench of her morning gas was always heavy and this one moved slowly, but it would soon fill up the room
‘Woah that was big’ she said giggling ‘I bet it stinks!’ she said as she smiled down at her brother who looked back up at her wide eyed and nodded like an excitable puppy.
‘Well, you enjoy that Ben, I got to go get ready’ she said as she wandered out the room, fanning her ass, heading for the bathroom.
It was a while before Ben moved. He was quite happy basking in the quite frankly rotten stink of his sisters fart. He did finally manage to get himself up and over to the window which he threw open to let some fresh air into the room. Even though Ben could have stayed with that smell all day he knew that Molly didn't want to come back in to find a stinking room. Ben went over to the list that Molly had on her desk, it was a list of tasks that she wanted him to do today. Ben didn't have school himself since he had left the year before. It meant he was just hanging around the place until he went to university so he decided to make the most of his time still living with Molly. He sat on the edge of her bed as he thought about his life over the past few weeks. He had gone from having a secret fetish he only found himself exploring online to being a faithful servant to his sister in a matter of weeks. He couldn't believe how lucky he was, especially with the amount of gas Molly had as long as he kept up to date with his duties then she would let him be around when she farted. It was a win win for both of them. He glanced at the list. It didn't change most of the time and he had a pretty good routine going. Of course he always left it until both his parents were out at work so they wouldn't expect anything. No one in their right mind would ever go into the bathroom after Molly had use it. Not even Molly herself!.
It was at that point Molly walked in, wrapped up in a towel. Despite the window being open there was still a noticeable odour in the air. Her nose crinkled as she caught a whiff of her morning thunder.
‘Ew, smells like that last one was a real stinker!’ she said giggling as she looked at Ben sitting at the end of her bed.
Ben smiled back at her, ‘Thanks Mols’ he said
‘You don’t have to thank me every time’ she sighed rolling her eyes at her older brother. ‘Now if you'll excuse me I need to get dressed’ she said, indicating it was time for Ben to leave. Ben shut the door behind him and headed downstairs where his mum was making some breakfast.
‘Morning’ she said as she sat at the table with a newspaper ‘Oh, I would give the bathroom a few hours If i were you, Molly used it this morning.’ She said shuddering at the thought of the smell in there.
‘Ok mum ill remember’ said Ben jokingly.
At that point Molly raced down the stairs, repeating ‘I’m late’ to herself over and over.
She stood in the kitchen, looking worried that she was going to miss her first class. She was a studious girl and her work was important to her.
‘Ben can you drop me?’ she asked her big brother
‘Sure thing’ he said as he grabbed his car keys.
‘But Molly, you haven't had breakfast yet!’ their mother called out as the pair headed to the front door
‘Its okay mum, Ill have to have an extra big lunch later’ she replied. With that the door slammed shut.
Ben hopped into the driving seat as his Molly plonked herself in the passenger seat, her soft bubble butt spread out, effectively providing her with and extra layer of comfort. It wasn't everyday that Ben dropped Molly at school, she usually got the school bus. Today was different though, she was running late and besides, nobody wanted a gassy Molly in a bus with them.
They has barely made it down the road before… BRRRPTTTT!!!!
It was only a small fart, lasting around three seconds but it still packed a lot of stink. It quickly filled up the confined space of the car with a familiar and strangely comforting stench of rotten eggs.
‘Ugh, PeeeeUuu!, moaned Molly as she fanned her nose ‘I haven't even had breakfast and they still stink’ she said as the windows fogged up slightly from the heated fart.
‘Molly, don’t tease me like that!’ said Ben as he eagerly took a big whiff of the freshly ripped cheese from his sister ass. ‘I need to concentrate haha’ he said laughing.
Molly sighed, ‘Just get me there quick and you might get a tip’ she said smiling cheekily at her older brother.
With no ventilation the smell of Mollys fart hadn't disappeared, they had both just gotten used to it. They pulled into the school car park but Molly didn't jump out immediately. She simply leaned to the side, scrunched up her nose and let the SBD flow out from within her.
It must have lasted a good ten seconds and it stunk. It really stunk. It smelt like they were in a sewer and then some. It was unbelievable that this nerdy teenage girl could be responsible for such an awful odour. This was a fart that Molly wouldn't dare release in school or even want to be in the same room as.
‘Thanks Ben’ she said as she winked at her brother before getting out the car and quickly shutting the door behind her. She walked off towards the main school building leaving Ben to fester in her fresh stench and boy did he enjoy it as he sat there savouring every last whiff.
In school Molly went back to being a nerd, but nowadays she was a supercharged gassy nerd and her fellow schoolmates were not too happy about it. Molly Monroe was famous in her school for cutting the cheese, but that was before the pills started making them even fouler in stink. Life with the extremely windy 18-year old English girl was even worse now than it had ever been. And to make matters worse, she always sat in the front of the class.
Luckily for the student body Molly was keen enough not to discharge every ounce of her weapon at all times. But still she had to fart, and when Molly had to fart there was no hiding from it. The day begins with her engaged in a longwinded lecture in her maths course. In the group of seats Molly arrives early and thus picks the front row with the middlemost seat possible. She wears a typical British schoolgirl’s uniform with a black suit blazer and a pair of black trousers, which were very tight against her large rump. The top part of her suit at least shielded those from some of her leaky gas fumes.
During the lecture most of the students are not particularly engaged in the discussion. Molly however is busy helping the teacher answer the questions to their maths problems on the chalkboard. The students moan all the time when she answers another question, but that’s the least of their concerns. Inside Molly’s gut another gas bomb is forming and it’s coming through her intestines fast. She doesn’t even have to move when it finally reaches her anus, without any warning and no worry about the reactions; she brews up her first nice SBD of the day.
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The fart stretches out for six seconds, an eternity when it concerns coming out of Molly’s rear. The fart carries heavy dosages of her nasty aroma, produced from the eggs from breakfast and the curry from dinner, she’s still armed and loaded with her pungent gas and it shows here. The wave of her killer butt wind fills up the entire classroom with much ease. All around her, the students begin coughing, moaning and gagging, just another day with the gassy Molly Monroe.
“Molly?!” A handful of students interrupt the teacher’s discussion to complain about the aroma. It’s breathtaking just how despicable the horrible gas truly is. It’s far from Molly’s worse farts in school but nowadays every one of her farts could break school records. When it came to the person who ripped the most farts in [insert school name] history Molly would hold the top 20 spots on the list and then some.
“Excuse me.” She said giggling as she looked back at the teacher who for the moment had a stern look at her. After taking one more gaze at her face however he instructed for a student near the windows to open them all up, slowly letting the hot winded fumes of Molly’s release out of the room while the gassy girl got away with her crime. Molly got to fart one more time in the class before all was said and done, hardly enough for her to rid herself of the morning gas, but she couldn’t just make everyone pass out.
Except for the person seated directly behind her, he had fallen asleep after that first outburst. Just like boarding an airplane, the seats were picked by students as they walked into the room. Most of the students sat in their usual areas but the seat directly behind Molly’s was always the last to fill up. Whenever Molly farted the person there would usually be knocked out for a short time, “going to sleep” the students would say. Someone would always have to wake that person up when class was over. They were dazed and confused, but such closeness to Molly’s awful bum releases was going to leave anyone with that impression. Likewise, the seat Molly sat in was always the last to fill for the next class that sat in that room. Girls before have complained of being able to actually feel the warmth of Molly’s farts on their own trousers the next class.
All the time students were asking why Molly never got away with the farting. Students would bring it up to teachers and they would simply tell them that they would look into it. The truth is much more simple, there was a gag order against doing anything about Molly’s flatulence, although gagging was certainly fine with the increase potency of her farts these days. When her farting started to get worse she was called up to the headmaster’s office to discuss her farting. But that’s when Molly’s “spell” got to him. She began farting right there in his office and explained to him that for whatever reason there was no way she could make her gas any better than what it was now. It was a growing reality of Molly’s life. Nothing could be done about her farting, so people would just have to accept it. Ben of course was fine with it and her parents were starting down that path, but school? Some discussion followed as the headmaster smelled the absolutely digesting gas of Molly’s gas (byproduct of a healthy amount of beans for breakfast that morning) before the headmaster finally admitted that there was nothing he could do. He sent a schoolwide email to all instructors who ordered that there was to be no punishment for Molly for her farting, ever. Any teacher who would send Molly up to his office would be personally reprimanded. In addition though it was agreed that the teacher could do whatever they could do to make the classroom as pleasant for the rest of the students (turning on fans, opening windows, and spraying air fresheners around) to mitigate the effect of Molly’s gas. She seemed to be able to agree to these terms.
Not that all the students were on board with this, but that didn’t matter, Molly was a very gassy girl and there was simply nothing they could do about it. This pleased her to no end. Her next class was a science lab and she had her best friend Jess as her lab partner. Because of the various chemicals being used in the course there were already many smells wafting around the lab but one girl had an even stronger chemical, as her best friend could attest to. Another quick lift of her butt off the lab stool and another Molly SBD was on its way.
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This one slivered like a snake out of the seat of her pants, bursting out like a nuclear explosion from her ass and quick to fill up the entire lab with its muggy nastiness. It hardly mattered that they were already working with some small amounts of sulfur as a part of the lab project, Molly’s sulfur was at a completely different level. The smell of rotten eggs like they couldn’t believe was stinking up the lab and it was very clear who the culprit had been. The smell gained power for nearly five minutes as the fart was more than your garden variety Molly release. It had an uncanny ability to cannibalize all the other chemical aromas in that lab to produce something that was out of a horror movie. Let loose Molly’s gas and combine it with more sulfur and other chemicals and the smell of what was ultimately Molly’s gas cloud was nearly lethal. Windows were opened and fans were turned on but the smell continued to get more and more rank as the minutes passed by. Molly’s face turned from joy to that of worriment as Jess continued to shake her head. After another two minutes of Molly’s fart increasing in power the lab instructor had no choice but to evacuate the room.
“You've stunk up another room Molly.” Jess said as the students were forced to line up against the hallway as they breathed in much cleaner air. Molly only had that smirk on her face. The smell had gotten so bad that the students were actually starting to believe that the fart wasn’t from her, that it was the reaction of some of the chemicals and that one lab group had mixed the wrong stuff. This was simply too much even to be a Molly fart, even if the ponytail wearing girl knew better.
“It wasn’t that bad.”
“I would hate to see bad.”
“I think you could handle it.” Molly said as she reached her hand to the back of her pants. She could still feel a warm spot where she had cut the foul cheese. Christ she had really let out a rosy one in there.
Molly’s next class was English Literature and in a remarkable period of time, she did not let out any gas. The story that the class was reading had captivated her so much so that didn’t even have the heart to let any of her gas out at all. What this meant however was that she was super loaded with her foul gas when class was over and knew exactly the right place to let it loose, the hallway. Having left her English Lit class Molly felt the gas bubble reach her anus, with no reason not to hold back anymore she released it.
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The fart changed pitch with each passing microsecond of its release. Technically it’s an audible fart, in a quiet classroom it would have certainly made enough noise to catch people’s attention, but here, her fellow students are talking with their friends and walking about and that noise is enough to render the sound of the fart to that of the “silent” variety. What it doesn’t diminish is the smell; a great big smile on her face grows as she feet the pure garbage richness of her foul gas leak out into the hallway. The fart went on for a total of six-seconds, pent up gas from holding it in class was now spreading out its goodness to those in the hallway, producing the all-too familiar effect that had been affectionally called the “Molly Wave.” Get unlucky and you could get caught up in a Molly Wave two or three times in one school day, and for those who miss out, they sure hear about it. Students try their best to avoid Molly Waves but she is dispassionate about dispensing her gas upon the masses. It’s her gas and everyone is going to smell it. She looks back as multiple students are now coughing and gagging, this particular Molly Wave is strong, running down an entire hallway and trapping her fellow classmates trapped. She felt amazing after letting this gas out and could only look forward to anticipation to the next thing on her schedule, lunch.
Molly was gaining more confidence with each passing day as her gas grew stronger; this in turn made her more appreciative of her flatulence and ability to release it. She was still a little concerned with letting out the gas in public, at least heavy quantiles of it, but considering how many in school knew of her gassiness there was no sense in hiding it. For as long as people knew her, Molly was a school farter. Not all the time, but when you smelled it, you knew who it was. These Molly Waves were just one of other examples of her gassy prowess. And Molly Waves weren’t just confined to school; she used them in shopping malls, railway stations and busy city sidewalks. The fart she had released though signalled the coming of something else, a crap, her second one of the day and hopefully the last bit of what she had for dinner last night.
Molly entered the girl’s lavatory in one of the more less-traveled parts of her school. She quickly found a toilet stall and sat upon it to unleash her horrendous farts. A couple of toots echoed in the bowl before she started unleashing the fury of her crap into the loo. Molly’s dumps were becoming more intense as time passed on and that involved in school too. Girls were unwary to enter a stall soon after Molly was done with it. It was the most disgusting odour they could come up and here Molly was unloading the rest of her faces from the curry that previous night, which tore up her bowels like nothing else. Even if it was only one-fourth of all the crap she had to unload into the toilet (with the other three-quarters already release at home earlier that day) she could still stink up that bathroom with great authority. The sound of the wet and foul-smelling farts didn’t make it any more hospitable.
“Fuck who is that?” A girl said entering the room, unaware that Molly was there.
“Sorry…gotta poo.” Molly said and once the sound over her geeky voice was heard the student immediately knew who it was.
“And I thought the farts were bad.” She said plugging her nose and leaving. Molly did an impressive job of filling up the toilet with her waste material, but she was able to flush it with no problem. She knew that her biggest dumps were no longer possible at school; they had been for some time actually. A Molly dump at school was considered a big deal for girls who would walk into the stall after Molly was finished with it. Even with this dump, the stall would stink a good 15 minutes after Molly was done with it. She could be gone off to class and the residue of her powerful dump stench would still remain.
The best part of finishing her crap was that she now had room for lunch. She decided to load herself up on some fish today, plus a healthy order of broccoli, cabbage and milk, all swirling in her body to help produce more of her devastating horrid smelling gas. Seated with her at lunch was her good friend Jess, who found herself walking into one of those Molly Waves earlier. She began talking with her about some of the farting.
“Really?” Jess asked Molly as she began eating her lunch.
“What?” I’m hungry.
“Yeah, but your even worse than you’ve been. And you’re eating broccoli?”
“I like broccoli?”
“But it makes you fart crazy. And you’re farting on a whole different level now.”
“Well, it’s that medicine that my parents make me take. It’s supposed to make me fart less.” Molly said as she descended into a round of giggles.
“Well, it hasn’t worked.”
“Oh I don’t know, I think it’s worked just fine.” Molly says as she feels the effects of her lunch already take effect, she leans over in her seat and drops a massive ten-second long bubbly beast.
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Molly had barely begun eating her lunch and she already had a big ripe fart cooked up for her fellow students to sniff in the cafeteria. Even with the smell of all sorts of lunch foods filling up the dining hall the room was soon filed with the noxious fumes of Molly’s broccoli-fueled bum blast. The eye watering smell of her fart even surprised her as Jess shook her head, before choking herself on her friend’s newfound farting prowess. Even for Jess’ standards this fart was way out of her league. Ten-seconds was quite enough for the fart to stink up the room and then some. There were murmurings all around who had cut the cheese but everyone already knew the answer. Looking back at Molly she just smiled. She almost wanted to fan the back of her pants to spread more of her too-eggy stink but she instead went back to talking with Jess and eating her lunch, as if the nasty egg bomb of a fart never happened.
“That’s just nasty.”
“That’s nothing like what Ben’s going to get when I get home.”
“I feel so bad for him; you shouldn’t be farting like that on him.”
“Why? You fart on him.”
“But….but normal farts. Your farts are not human….gag….cough….see?!” Jess said as she took in another whiff of Molly’s fart. It was still the leftovers of Molly’s most recent fart; the ponytail wearing girl was kind enough to not let off multiple blasts in lunch for the safety of the students. But her next class didn’t make those promises, gym class.
Meanwhile back at home Ben was starting out with one of his favourite jobs of the day. Clearing out Mollys dump. Despite being warned by his own mother about the dangers of entering a bathroom after his gassy sister, it was now that he stood in the middle of the bathroom and boy did it stink. Molly had released quite a hefty dump that morning, fuelled by last nights curry and she had filled up the toilet to the brim. The window was fogged up and Ben was pretty sure if it was open this would be the first place all the flies would be attracted to. He headed over to the toilet and knelt next to it. The steaming pile of his sisters poo was an almighty stench that as he inhaled it made him shudder in excitement. It was so stinky he just wanted to savour every whiff but knew that he had to get to work. He began shovelling it all into a bucket that he had brought with him and slowly but surely flushed it away in small quantities. He was a little sad when he completed the job but knew his sister would soon replace it with an even smellier dump. Despite his love of the stench that had been produced in the small bathroom he knew he had to open a window at some point and he headed over to open it up. He could almost see the gas flow out the gap, polluting the natural world with the ungodly stench of a teenage girls dinner.
Once he had finished up in the bathroom he headed back out to find his sisters laundry. Her room was littered with underwear and shorts and other kinds of garments which all seemed to carry the distinct smell of Molly Monroe. Ben drew the line and whiffing his own sisters underwear and he smelly gathered it up into a nice smelly pile before heading off downstairs to do the washing. As he sat down in the kitchen, the noise of the washing machine whirling round his head he thought about how lucky he was to be doing this for such a great sister. It was something he would definitely miss.
Molly joined Jess and a whole of class for some time in the school’s gymnasium. By now she was already brewing up more of her pungent fumes that could bring down a small animal if she wanted. But first it was time for a friendly game of badminton. Dressed in a pair of tight black gym shorts and a grey gym shirt she was busy moving back and forth using her racket to bat the shuttlecock back and forth around the net. The movement of making sure that she could hit the shuttlecock meant that she was constantly moving around, which made her gas process itself at a faster pace. During the match she even thought about cutting one but at her intensity she knew that one nice blast of ass gas and the match was over. She still liked playing around so she continued playing but held in her gas ever more. But soon she felt a need to let another one blast, and as luck would have it she was in the girls’ locker room.
Sitting down Molly was still dressed in her shorts as Jess occupied a locker near her. It was a dangerous position to find yourself in. Even Molly herself would say so, her butt was a no go zone. It was one of the reasons Molly had found relationships so difficult. Sure boys were interested in her she was a pretty sweet girl and not many guys could resist the sight of her butt. However, after being around her for a while your nose would soon tell you it wasn't going to work out. Molly didn't worry too much, she had her good friend Jess who was kind enough to put up with her stink even if it was uncomfortable.
‘Am I glad it's the end of the day’ said Molly as she slumped on the locker room bench
‘Me too’ agreed Jess who had already started getting changed back into her school uniform
At the point another girl walked into the room. Her name was Georgie, she was pretty new to the school and Molly and Jess didn't really know her too well and clearly nor did she as she had chosen the same changing room as Molly which is something the other girls new not to do.
She was quite happily getting her belongings together on the other side of the locker room.
‘Hey, you're Georgie right?’ asked Molly who was still sitting down in her gym clothes.
‘Um, yeah thats right, sorry I don’t know your names’ she said gesturing to Molly and Jess
‘Oh, I’m Molly and thats my friend Jess’ replied Molly trying to be as friendly as possible.
‘Nice to meet you two’ Georgie said as she walked to the other side of the room to shake hands with Jess and Moly
‘Very formal’ said Molly laughing
‘Well, I just think its polite Georgie replied feeling as though she had made thins awkward
‘Hey, er are you sure you want to be in here’ asked Molly as she felt the need to fart again.
Georgie want really sure how to reply when Jess butted in saying ‘Just hold your nose kid’
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An absolutely thunderous post exercise fart roared from out of Molly, releasing a vile stink mixed in with the smell of sweat to produce a truly rancid odour. The fart started off loud before morphing into a wet bubbly mess by the end. It sounded disgusting and smelled even worse. The smell quickly made its way around the room polluting the air which would likely still be able to be smelled the next morning. This was an extraordinary fart for Molly to release at school and something which even she was not quite prepared for.
‘OMG, That STINKS!’ Molly said fanning her ass like mad, ‘Sorry guys, I did warn you’ she said a little grossed out by the smell herself
As for Georgie she was so taken back by the smell she could barely speak and was coughing and sputtering on the sudden influx of raw flatulance into her system. She staggered back pulling her shirt over her nose before quickly grabbing her things and running out the changing room.
‘Looks like we wont be seeing her again’ said Jess laughing as she herself had her nose firmly pinched.
‘I don’t blame her’ Said Molly who was now fanning her own nose. ‘Shame though she seemed nice’ she said as both Molly and Jess gathered their stuff and headed out the stinking room.
It was around 5pm when Molly walked back through the front door which she had only rushed out of just that morning. She walked through into the kitchen, where her mum was preparing dinner.
‘Mmm, smells great mum’ she said happily before making herself a cup of tea.
‘It's a meatloaf tonight’ her mum smiled back
‘Cant wait’ she said before grabbing her school bags and her tea and heading upstairs.
Once Molly was back in the comfort of her room she waster no time in stripping off. She hated her school uniform, it was just so restrictive and uncomfortable, she threw on a pair of grey jogging bottoms, a white T-Shirt and a hoodie to finish it off. It wasn't exactly smart considering she had food stains on her hoodie from last nights curry but it was comfortable. She started to get her books out of her bag and on to her desk, ready for homework which strangely enough she liked doing immediately when she got home from school, she felt better that way. At that moment Ben walked into her room.
‘Hiya’ said Molly in a way that suggested this wasn't exactly unusual
‘Hey Mols’ he replied ‘How was school?’ he asked, genuinely interested in what his sister got up to during the day
‘Oh you know, the usual’ she replied giggling to herself
‘What happened?’ replied Ben already having a good idea
‘Well, I let off this huge fart after gym class in the locker room and I mean it stunk really really badly. You cant blame me though I had a big lunch. Oh and also there was this new girl Georgie in there who lets say wasn't aware of me and she got a pretty nasty surprise’ said Molly laughing as she remembered the events earlier that afternoon.
‘Wish I could have been there’ said Ben looking sad about missing such a big fart.
‘Hey, if you hang round my bum long enough you may be able to tell what I had for lunch’ Said Molly smirking as she sat down at her computer chair.
Ben hurried over and took a seat on the floor next to Molly so his back was against one of the legs of the desk. The siblings chatted while Molly got on with her chemistry homework. Every now and then she would lean to the side and release a toxic burst of gas into her brothers face for him to sniff up.
‘You know I took this huge dump at school today and I’m starting to think we are going to need to change toilets here’ Molly said halfway through a maths question.
‘What was it like?’ Ben asked looking up at his dominant sister
‘Well, its safe to say that toilets blocked and it was a really bad one. I doubt the normal toilets can cope with my dumps anymore’ Molly said as if it wasn't a big deal.
‘Well maybe you'll have to limit your dumps to just at home’ Ben suggested
‘Yeah probably’ she replied ‘but…hang on’
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Molly paused for a moment to release a large fart lasting around 6 seconds. It was loud and proud and vibrated the seat she was in so much that Ben could see his sisters asscheeks flapping through her jogging bottoms. The smell was truly awful, like rotting fish mixed with steamed vegetables. On first whiff Ben almost choked at the pure rancidity of the fart but was soon overcome by the disgusting odour and was quick to nudge his nose even closer to the source of such a demonic fart.
‘Woah pheweee, that was a stinker!’ said Molly as she fanned her nose ‘Bet you loved that, huh Ben? she asked looking at her brother who was straining to get every last whiff
After the initial burst had passed Molly fanned her ass a few times to try and clear the smell a bit before continuing
‘As i was saying, I think I may even need a new toilet they are starting to get really really bad. What was mine like this morning?’ she asked
Ben thought back to his experience clearing out Mollys dump earlier in the day
‘It was impressive Molly, there was so much there the toilet just couldn't cope. They are toxic though Mols, we may even have to look at diverting it else where’ he said
‘What like my own sewage tank?’ said Molly laughing
‘Yeah, I mean we may have to’ said Ben
‘Well, its definitely something to think about’ she responded
‘Oooh Ben I feel a big one brewing, wanna whiff?’ Molly said Cheekily
‘You bet I do’ said Ben as he closed his eyes
Molly got up from her chair and squatted down, shoving her ass into her brothers face. She eyed the clothes peg on her desk. ‘Maybe I will need that’ she said as she pegged her nose and released hell straight into Ben’s eager face.