Then who was fart?, an (intentionally horrible) Azumanga Daioh fanfic
I DO NOT OWN AZUMANGA DAIOH. THIS IS MERELY A FANFIC.
PLOT: Osaka's lunch causes strange things to happen in her body.
For lunch, Osaka ate some things. It caused her stomach to digest them in a manner that her system was not used to. Her belly growled since lunch, churning up over the course of the day a epic-ly foul fart. Osaka did not know it, but later in the day she would let one rip that was so horrid-smelling and loud that there was no way she could claim it as hers.
"See ya tomorrow, Chiyo-Chan!" Said Osaka, waving to Chiyo as they took different paths home. Osaka dismissed Chiyo's conversation rather quickly, knowing that it was distracting her from holding in her monstrous fart. She clenched her cheeks and waddled the rest of the way home. It was humiliating to walk in public like this, but she had to do so, or face an even more embarrassing situation. "Man alive, that's the last time I eat spicy croquettes!" She said aloud while passing an elderly man. Osaka did not know he was there and accidentally a bit of her gas out. It instantly induced vomiting in the unfortunate man and made him shuffle off, looking back at the source of the odor: a beautiful, young girl who could not possibly have produced such a rank smell.
Osaka's abdomen cramped with pressure from the bloating. The sensation grew in intensity since lunch but was now almost unbearable. Once Osaka was behind her home's doors, she kicked off her shoe (the other was lost during a weather prediction test) and threw her briefcase down. Osaka then dashed to her room and slammed the door. She feel down against her bed and parted her butt-checks. And than Osaka farted. The resulting act of flatulence was so intense that it literally blew her skirt up as if a wind had swept under it. It continued for longer than humanly possible. It echoed loudly through the empty house.
"AH! OH, MY HEART!" Shouted the relieved girl. It reminded her of the time thunder struck right outside the school window and it made her hart skip a beat. This is because the fart was so powerful it made her heart skip a beat like the thunder. It also made her butthole hurt a little bit. She looked down at her belly and it shrank as the gas exited her anus. It looked like she lost pounds and pounds. After nearly ten seconds, the fart silenced to a hiss and ended. Osaka's fart was so foul it smelled like she was in a sewer. It was a visible green-yellow cloud that hung in her room. The knucklehead opened her nostrils and inhalded the noxious substance.
"Oh my Gah! I can't believe I just did that!" She said coughing though the tears. If Osaka did not leave the room soon, she would pass out. The fumes were getting to her head, which was already full of air. She began to move to ward the door but did not make it. She fell down to the crack of the door, attempting fruitlessly to breathe some fresh air that was coming in from the crack. The smell was beginning to peel the paint on the walls and made osaka's hair fall out. She passed out in a puddle of her own puke.
She lost consciousness due to a brain cells being killed by the noxious fart smell. Her parents would find her hours later, the smell departed, and Osaka's memory of her butt-blast gone. Except the next day the memory came back (her hair also grew back) and she played it off in front of her friends as nothing more than the inner-workings of her complex mind.
"And then the smell of a fart that wasn't mine wafted into my nose." Tomo looked blankly at Osaka for a moment than spoke.
"That's creepy!" Said Tomo.
"I know right?" Osaka said.
THE END!!!