Hilda found herself farting alone on the subway train, with her noticing that she had the car to herself since everyone else was quick to evacuate. Granted this made Hilda quite happy since she could enjoy herself and not have to worry about the others.
"The best thing about riding in style is that you get to let loose and not worry about a thing!" Hilda laughed confidentially while tilting her head back and basking in her rancid reeking odors emerging from her fart factory.
It was then that Hilda was greeted by a bunch of angered Pokemon who weren't fans of her lingering flatulence coming into the other cars, with a nervous Hilda pooping her pants in fright for she screamed as the furious pocket monsters started attacking her.
"Can't you cut me some slack? I just had too many cheesy scents rotting in me!" Hilda apologized since she threw an assortment of items she had in her reeking clothing at the enraged capsule creatures.
Alas Hilda wasn't so lucky for she found herself stuck in the window, with only her forever farting backside being strong enough to repel the beasts and hold them off; but given how powerful her fart gas was it came to the surprise of none that Hilda accidentally caused the train to derail, with it entering a station somewhere within an anime only location in Unova that in turn led to her roaring rump filling up the entire place with rotting odors that stunk more than your typical train station already did.
"You sure it's fine to be farting about like this?" Asked a wild Gothitelle for she was letting loose alongside her trainer since Hilda encouraged both of them to be letting loose while casually walking across the Skyarrow Bridge.
"Why of course; it's bad to let all that goodness just rot inside you!" Hilda chimed while wiggling her fart churning hips. "I know because I felt what it was like to just have it bubbling up in me!"
Gothitelle used her psychic to push several trainers into her roaring rear and proceeded to blast them away with her magic methane. "Your point is a solid 1 but must we be messing about these people like this-"
"You're a Pokemon my girl; you shouldn't need to worry!" Hilda spoke upon casually wafting around the reeking odor populating the air they were breathing. "Now come on; we got more fun to share around!"
Gothitelle sighed and followed her flatulent fueled trainer in spreading around the brap gas since she knew Hilda would proceed to toot torture her if she didn't comply.
"Ooh that special brunch you made us was so delicious!" Hilda complimented Mallow since both of them were stuffed and releasing all their farts that they had brewing within their dump trucks.
"Always happy to feed a fellow farter; we gotta stink together!" Mallow happily chimed while playfully fanning the rancid air that was potent enough to peel the paint on the walls from the pooting being emitted by her and Hilda. "This for sure would make us able to handle any capsule creature coming our way!"
"You said it; I can already sense the pocket monsters would not handle our scents!" Hilda teased upon pinching her nose in a tease since she saw various wild Pokemon gawking at the wind breaking being done by the gassy gals. "They are gonna want to think before coming close into contact with us!"
"Hey I happen to have a bunch of Pokebeans on hand; you want to eat them up?" Mallow suggested since she held up a bucket full of them.
Hilda felt her stomach growl whilst she continued her farts, nodding her head upon gladly deciding to take on the smelly cook's offer. "Absolutely; I'm not gonna object to yummy food that will make my fat ass explode like a rocket all night!"
"Oof are we suppose to smell this bad?" Sonia asked since she felt embarrassed upon noting how much they were stinking in their reeking clothing due to them getting sweaty from the farty action they were doing together.
"What's wrong; can't handle the stench of victory?" Hilda taunted with a smirk since she had another pair of shorts on to replace the heavily brown stained ones she ruined via her flatus.
"It's not that it's just that, well..." Sonia admitted since she glanced back to see her jeans become brown stained from her sharting. "...We tend to go overboard when we let loose."
"Yes but that's what makes it so fun!" Hilda reassured while wrapping her right arm around Sonia and lifted her left leg to let go of enormous sloppy farts. "Now come on you gotta know it's better out than in!"
"...I wish I had clean underwear..." Sonia sighed since she felt embarrassed about feeling so gassy with how many farts were emitting out of her pooped pants.