Zero Suit Samus lifted her butt cheek, farting a raunchy poot while wearing her orange Ending Suit in Falco's Tavern.
"Do you seriously have to rip ass like that? In my tavern?" Falco remarked, annoyed at the bounty hunter's bad gas.
Samus sighed as she farted several more brassy farts. "What'd you expect? I have to hold it in during missions, and this is the only chance I get to let them out." Samus lifted both her legs, feeling another loud brass blast puff up the back of her Ending shorts.
"Well, can you take it outside?" Falco remarked, thumb pointing at the door behind him.
Samus felt a rumble in her stomach. "Come on...not now...my zero suit is still dirty from when I pooped myself last time!" Samus groaned, patting her stomach.
Samus bent over, her butt pushing out a storm of loud farts, which cleared out the bar as her farts stunk up the bar.
"You blond bitch!" Falco snapped as he ran out to escape Samus's farts.
Samus groaned as more farts erupted from her ass. "Damn it. Now I'm gonna need another Ending Suit..." Samus sighed as she ended up pooping in her Ending Shorts.