Dry Bowser and Tiny Kong were walking about on Timber's Island, with Tiny Kong farting as she stretched her long arms, much to the disgust of Dry Bowser, who simply shook his skull in disapproval.
"Must you?" Dry Bowser complained as he brushed back his red hair. "I mean, it's bad enough that most of the girls in YR's stories do this, but must you add on to it?"
Tiny Kong's stomach growled as she let out another deep pitched bassy fart, fanning the air with her right hand. "Well of course... gotta get the fetish stuff out of the way to make people pay attention to the story!"
Suddenly both of the characters came across a tent, the two animals glancing at each other as they went inside, to see that there was a black colored lamp present.
"I think there might be a demon in there," Tiny pointed out as she noticed several evil looking red markings on it.
"Well we should leave it then." Dry Bowser commented as he dusted off his fragile bones. "Lord knows what could be hiding inside there-"
"Nah, let's see what's in this bad boy!" Tiny exclaimed as she rubbed the black lamp on her butt, farting on it as the lamp shook violently, with a red colored version of Taj the Indian elephant genie popping out and cackling deviously.
"At last, I'm free!" The Evil Taj exclaimed as he took a whiff of the air, gagging. "...and why do I smell like rotten bananas?"
Tiny giggled as she clapped her hands together while Dry Bowser squinted his eyes, knowing that this predicament wouldn't end well for either of them.