Giantess Fart Unaware นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He just sighs and grabs my waist without touching my stitches and slowly guide me in walking step by step. We roam the whole room for 5minutes until I feel uncomfortable on my stomach area, a tell-tale sign that I am going pass a gas. I want to stop it, but I know I need it to let it go so without further ado I let it out. You know when you decide to fart there is a 50% chance that it will just be quiet, and no one will ever know that you farted unless they can smell it, well folks I am in the other 50% tile. I farted as If I haven't farted for a week. Yup. At this point I should just buy a mask and wear it 24/7 because I have no dignity left. I just farted in a room with my boss in it. I th

Gerald chuckled too, shaking his head at the pair. “Of course I have to remind you, you’re a pregnant mama bear,” Anna teased through her laughter. Vivian placed her hands on her waist, feigning a frown. “Well, I can’t stop talking about Big Kay’s disfigured face. Everyone’s talking about it! Gerald is a true superhero.” She clapped her hands like a proud fan at a boxing match. “You should see, it’s all over the internet,” Erick said from the corner, leaning on the counter with a smirk. “Big Kay will never get the chance to pull such nonsense again.”

However, Lord Gilbert beat him to the curb and rose into a brash retaliation, "Goodness lady, how could you act so vulgar and unsightly in front of His Majesty. And....And...to even suggest such obscene behavior of His Majesty is an insult to not only His Majesty but also to the Royal family. You could be put on trial for such insolence." "Oh My! I'm so sorry Lord Gilbert, I didn't know His Majesty doesn't fart. See? I was right about the sh*tty ideas." My smile was one of my most dazzled ones and poor Lord Gilbert turned a different shade of white. Sigh! Honestly, sometimes even I am surprised by what comes out of my mouth.

She gave a laugh before adding, "But really Beauty you must have added more pounds than high school, I can't see all of you on the screen. It's good, enough room for that big brain of yours. Right? " The room burst into loud laughter again. "Do you remember the thing she farted?" A voice asked. "Yeah it was her! She denied it! Who else could have farted and it stinks!" Another added. "That wasn't me." Beauty snapped in tears and shut the laptop down, ending the video call. She felt her whole body shaking with anxiety. "I can't do it...I can't ". She muttered to herself and grabbed her hair in frustration as her tears flowed freely down her face.

She set her spoon down, unable to continue. Across from her, the rival had already begun. "Sweetie, hurry up!" Nick urged, panicked. "He's already eating!" Tina forced a smile, nodded, and tried again. But halfway through, she clutched her stomach and doubled over. "Sweetie, what's wrong?" Nick asked anxiously. Before she could answer—before the eyes of ten thousand live viewers—Tina let out an explosive fart. The next moment, a foul stench filled the air, and she collapsed on the floor, unconscious.

I snap, grabbing my left ankle and yanking it upwards as if wrenching a plunger out of the U-bend of a toilet. “Really, if you’d just let me help, I—“ “No!” I shriek, rather louder than intended. “I mean, look . . . I’ve got it now,” I declare triumphantly as I successfully unstick my foot and send the stool clattering to the floor, and follow it head first. I perform an ungraceful commando roll and bounce back onto my knees. As my knees hit the floor I put out my hands to catch myself and hear my dress rip at the seems. And if life wasn’t already bad enough I fart too. I cough in an attempt to hide the sound.

"You... you stood there and let me force that entire cup of rooibos tea down your throat!" The word rooibos hit me like a splash of freezing water. The phantom ache in my abdomen suddenly felt terrifyingly real, twisting into a hot, agonizing knot that made my knees give out. I hit the floor on my knees, pure panic seizing my lungs. I reached up frantically and grabbed Mother's wrist, staring up at her hollow face with wide, terrified eyes. "Mother..." My voice broke into a small, pathetic whimpering sound. "What Sincerely said... is it true? Is it really going to ruin my body? Am I... am I going to be infertile?"

We stop, panting, as we look to see who it is that has the audacity to interrupt us. “Princess, you need to control yourself. That is not something I ever need to see or smell again,” Uncle Thomas is making a yuck face and waving his hand in front of him like he smells something stinky. I realize he’s talking about my arousal, and I slyly smile as I blush, just a bit. Only because this has never happened to me before. But I guess there are worse people that could have smelled it, like my parents. “Dude, what are you talking about? No one here farted.” Josh says. Both Uncle Thomas and I bust out laughing, effectively killing the lady boner I was forming.

“Just because we’ve created a kid who causes you to puke, leak, and fart in your sleep,” “I fart in my sleep?” she interrupted, horrified. I tried not to laugh. “All that doesn’t change how I feel about you, or who you are.” “I can’t believe you didn’t tell me I fart in my sleep,” she grumbled. I laughed. “Rooming with Jimmy is worse, and he really stinks.” She started laughing. “Once again, Mr. Nathaniel Mactire, you have managed to make me feel better.” “Are you sure?” I asked. I started to move my hands north on her body toward the two beauties on her chest that caused this whole outburst. “I could give you a massage.”

he said while he kissed my littly baby bump. It happened in an instant and I couldn't do anything to stop it. It just came out of my butt like a bomb. I gagged as I smelled the mixture of rotten eggs and milk. "Oh my god, Lulu. What the heck did you eat?" Jasper said, covering his nose as he ran away from me. "Hey! Come back here, you coward! It's just a little fart!" I laughed. Well, there goes my other rebound man, running away from me. My one and only love, forever and always.