Gassy Babysitter
by GasFictionist

( Warning: Story contains gas humor. If you don't like it, don't read it. )

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"So Margaret, were you finally able to find someone to babysit your little brother?" Marie asked.
Margaret nodded. "Yep! So now, we can go to the movies tonight while my parents are out working!"
"Awesome!"
Tonight, everyone is going to be busy. Margaret didn't want her little ten year old brother "Matt" to be alone, so she found him a babysitter. Margaret thought the babysitter was very nice at first, but when she left, everything turned weird. Her name was "Connie". Margaret, her parents, and Marie had all left to go out tonight while Matt was home alone with Connie.

She sat on the couch and turned on the television. Matt walked in and glared at her, which made her look at him.
"What do you want?" she asked.
He shook his head and folded his arms then climbed up on the couch next to her, not saying a word.
Connie sighed and looked back at the television. After a few minutes, her stomach made a grumbling sound.
"What was that?" Matt asked. "Are you hungry or something?"
She blushed and rubbed her stomach a little. "No...I gotta fart..."
With that said, she leaned over and farted in Matt's direction.
"Ah...that's better..."
Matt coughed. "Ew! You really farted!"
She raised a brow. "Yeah, so...?"
He coughed again and moved over a little, away from her.
She glanced over at him when she felt another grumbling in her stomach. "Hey Matt...come here, I have to tell you something..."
Matt looked at her and moved back over next to her. Connie put her arm around him, pulling the little boy as close to her as she could.
*PHUUUURT!*
Matt coughed and tried to get away from Connie, but she already had a good grip on him. After just a few seconds, she let out another fart. Then she grunted, releasing more. Matt kept coughing, not being able to take such gas.
"I-it stinks!" he yelled.
Connie smirked as she ignored him. Then she moved Matt further under her butt, where to the point she was sitting on him now.
"W-what are you doing...!?" he yelled again.
The teenage girl continued to ignore him as she raised a cheek to let out another good amount of gas.
*PHUUUUUUURT!*
She sighed in relief as more farts escaped from her. Matt tried to get from under her, but she still had a grip on him that wouldn't let him go anywhere. He was beginning to think that this babysitter was insane.
"Ugh..." Connie grunted again as she held tightly on the side of the couch, releasing even more loud farts. Most of them even sounded wet. She then lifted her leg a little, expelling even more gas. Matt was starting to feel as if he couldn't take it anymore.

After hours of sitting and farting, Connie finally let Matt go. He wailed as he quickly made his way upstairs and into his bedroom. Connie watched him as if he were crazy, but she shrugged and continued to watch television. Soon Margaret, her parents and Marie came back home, and found everything was okay. They said goodnight to Connie, and let her leave. Margaret's mother went upstairs to find a passed out Matt, stretched out on his bed. She figured he must've been worn out after any fun he's had. She bent down to kiss him on the cheek, and quickly raised up covering her nose, wondering why he smelled so foul.