Zamus was on the couch, trying to relax as she felt farts rolling around inside her. She lifted her right butt cheek, ripping a loud, brassy poot as she fanned away her bad gas, annoyed by the smell.
"Ugh, come on! Just let me relax for once without letting out so much gas!" Zamus remarked, talking to her butt, which detested her by farting another raunchy poot that lifted her off the couch for a second.
"Ha! I'm glad I don't have to put up with you or your fart filled factory!" Waluigi teased, holding a tennis racket as he walked by.
"Oh zip it, you lanky pervert!" Zamus snapped, standing up to let more of her raunchy farts out. "And mind your own business!"
Suddenly, Waluigi was blown away by a loud fart that cake out of nowhere from the side, the Wii Fit Trainer stepping in, having farted Waluigi away. "Did I hear you say you're having trouble relaxing?"
Zamus groaned as she pushed down on her butt cheeks, her brassy orchestra of smelly farts ensuing as she spoke. "Yes! How can I settle down if my butt won't settle down?"
Wii Fit Trainer placed her hand on Zamus' shoulder, smiling as she was farting up a storm. "I can teach you to relax, despite having a butt full of bad gas. It's all about making your farts fit."
Zamus lifted her leg, ripping a long, brassy poot. "I hope so. It's sometimes annoying having to fart all the time, especially when you can't hold it in without problems."
"That's why being fit with your farts is important. It's how I fit." Wii Fit Trainer stated, bending down and farting alongside Zamus, both of them letting out a cacophony of bad gas, the two of them stinking together.
