Lola's Farting Problem
by Yoshizilla-Fan
Yoshizilla-Fan: Ok, I thought it was time I brought back some classics, alongside something new. There might even be some gwiwwed (grilled) cheese in this for you. Plus Lola got to me after Space Jam.
Lola Bunny and Bugs Bunny had just finished playing a basketball game together as they headed to the locker room.
"Gosh Lola, you sure know how to dunk out there." Bugs commented as he took off his sweat shirt.
Lola untied her ears, flopping her head around to free them. "Yeah. But you're pretty good yourself, Bugs!"
Suddenly, Elmer Fudd walked into the locker room, prompting Bugs Bunny to take out a carrot from nowhere, standing in front of him as he did.
"Ehhh..." Bugs took a bit of his carrot. "What's up Doc?"
Elmer annoyingly slapped the carrot out of Bugs' hand. "Don't you evew get tiwed of saying dat?"
"Don't you ever get tired of talking like that?" Bugs commented as he picked up the carrot from the ground and continued munching it.
"It's an accent, stupid wabbit!" Elmer angrily walked out of the room, off to find some griwwed cheese.
Bugs simply scoffed as he looked back, seeing Lola's sexy figure as his eyes widened with glee while he kept munching on his carrot. "By the way Lola, how do you keep your body looking like that? Just curious."
Lola turned her head back at Bugs. "I'm glad you asked, Bugs!" Lola's stomach suddenly growled loudly as she kept speaking. "I usually just stay on a diet to keep my body in this shape, but recently I switched to an even better diet! Makes me feel more free like the wind. Speaking of which-" Lola stretched her arms in the air, bending forward as she farted loudly, her gas blasting right out of her tight white shorts as Bugs' face turned to shock in response to Lola's gassy outburst.
"Aw yeah that's better..." Lola sighed of relief as she kept farting loudly, her trombone to tuba like farts stinking up the locker room, prompting Bugs to wave his arm to try to fan the smelly air around him. Lola took a whiff of her own wind, sighing of relief afterwards. "Yep. This new diet of mine is working great!"
Bugs kept on fanning the air around himself and Lola, anxious to get Lola's farts away from him. "Good gosh, Lola! Just what exactly is this new diet of yours anyway!?"
Lola thought for a moment, pooting more as she did, much to Bugs' annoyance as the back of her tight white shorts began to get a dark stain from her wet and powerful farts. "Oh, just a new assortment that includes fiber filled foods like Father Flatulent's Baked Beans, I mean if that's what the label says. No biggie."
Bugs' eye widened in shock as he kept fanning Lola's smelly gas, which was too thick and eminent to clear away. "Wait, did you say Father Flatulent's Baked Beans?"
Lola stretched out her arms again, letting out a cute little poot that was more like a big, raunchy poot. "Yeah. Lots of fiber, and part of an amazing diet!"
Bugs suddenly had an angry look on his face as he dropped his arms all the way down. "Oh that Father Flatulent! I'll go give him what for!" Bugs ran out of the locker room, taking in a deep breath of fresh air for obvious reasons.
Lola just stared at him as he ran off, letting out another big one, staining her shorts even more. "Gosh. He sure had to go in a hurry."