Ashley Graham, the presidents daughter, has been kidnapped by a cult known as the Los Illuminados, who are settled on a mysterious island off the coast of Europe. She's being kept in a church at a graveyard, and is just waiting for some cultist to barge in and drag her away to do whatever they need from her.

"Let me out! Let me out of here!" Ashley yells as she bangs on the door of her room. Well, it wasn't as much of a room as it was a storage closet, and a small one at that. "I'll get out of here eventually!" She said, continuing her pleas for help and banging on the door when it suddenly swings open, startling her. There at the door stood a tall Los Illuminados man, holding a tray of non-appetizing food. Ashley was terrified of the Los Illuminados, almost as much as she was terrified of the "food" he was holding on the tray. It looked rotten, or rancid, like a gross meatloaf.

Ashley made it clear through waving her hands that she did not want any of whatever that stuff was. He shouted loudly, and threw the tray onto the floor in the room, making Ashley flinch. The Los Illuminados left and slammed the door behind him, as Ashley attempted to catch her breath and calm her thumping heart.

"God, what is that?" Ashley gulped, looking at the tray of what she hoped was food. To be honest, it didn't smell terrible, but it certainly looked it. But despite its repulsive appearance, Ashley needed to eat. She didn't want to have to eat it, but it was the first food given to her since she was brought to the island.

Ashley picked up the fork on the tray, cut part of the miscellaneous substance off, and ate it. It tasted way better than it looked, which wasn't saying too much, but it tasted good regardless. In fact, it tasted great! Ashley kept eating the misc-loaf until there was nothing but crumbs, which she also ate.

Ashley laid against the wall, her stomach slightly bloated from the food. That tray was picked clean, and Ashley was definitely feeling it.
She rubbed her stomach to relief herself from the pressure in it.
"Mmm, that was sooo goood." She says, patting her stomach in pleasure.

Suddenly, Ashley's stomach started to grumble. She stood up, holding her belly in confusion. Ashley started to feel the pressure move from her stomach to her backdoor.

She started to realize what this was. "Well, I mean if there's nobody else here..." Ashley said as she bent over a nearby barrel in the storage room, and let out a feminine grunt.

PPPBBBBBT!

Ashley sighed and smiled in relief as she stood up, before her nose was assaulted with an awful stench. She quickly covered her nose in response to this, before saying "Oh my god that's rank!" into the hand that wasn't fanning the front of her face. Her gas smelled like rotten meat and eggs, causing Ashley to almost gag.

Ashley was no stranger to farting, she obviously did it all the time, but her farts were never THIS bad, smell wise anyway. She actually would fart alot, but they weren't usually this stinky.

"Must've been whatever that stuff was. Tasted great though!" She said as she continued to fart up a storm in her small room, wishing there was a window she could open up, besides the one that bolted-shut.

Hey everyone! I hoped you enjoyed my first attempt at an actual "fart story"! I'm planning on writing more chapters to this and more fart stories similar to this one with different girls! I got a couple planned, but I want to know how you guys feel about this one! Did you like it? What would you like to see in a new chapter? What would you change about this one? Any questions or comments you have, please leave them in a review on this story! Also, I apologize for a large lack of actual farting in this chapter, I just wanted to set everything up for future chapters! I promise to have more farting later! Thanks again! :D