Fart Torture Stories
Chapter twenty five: Paw Patrol Farting Contest
Skye's helicopter was shown to be flying around Adventure bay with fart sounds being heard with Chase and Skye then shown inside with Chase's butt vibrating as he farted in Skye's face as she was shown to be timing it (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...). Chase grunted as he pushed the last of his farts out, refusing to go any lower than his estimated time (HHHHHHHHHH...). "Cmon." Chase let out the final ten seconds of his fart and blasted Skye into the wall of the helicopter with his butt vibrating violently in the process (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHT).
Skye stopped the timer and saw that Chase had been farting for three solid months, making her happy as she whiffed the eggy gas. "You did it Chase! You farted for three months straight!"
"Nice! That's five minutes past my old record!" Chase exclaimed with proudness, only to then realize how bad his gas smelled and almost puke from it before covering his nose. "Skye, if you would?" Skye nodded and grunted, ripping a loud and bassy thirty second fart with her butt vibrating as she let out an eggy cloud of rotten eggs, one that Chase liked the smell of (BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP). "Oh yeah. Thanks."
Chase and Skye were currently getting bathed with Katie having worked all day just to get the smell off of them. The fact that they were constantly farting in the bath also didn't help matters. She was eventually able to do it though, and when she did, she couldn't help but comment on how gassy Chase and Skye were. "You two could kill skunk families with how gassy you are. That's not something I expected from anyone on the team."
"It's a living Katie. They've learned to live with MY gas especially." Chase explained, and then he got an idea as he looked at Skye with intrigue. "Hey Skye, what if we get all the pups together and have a farting contest in town? That way we'll see who's the gassiest out of all our friends."
Skye felt that would be an interesting challenge, deciding to take Chase up on his offer. "Alright, sure thing. I'll convince Zuma, Everest, and Tracker to join in on this, and you can convince Marshall, Rocky, and Rubble."
Katie pulled out a bunch of gas masks with a smiling eye roll, knowing that the entire town was going to need then. "I'll just get these ready."
"Good call Katie." Chase responded, and then he and Skye hopped out of their baths and ran off. "Let's do this!" Chase and Skye were excited to do this fart contest with Cali jumping up to the table she was leaning on, leading to Katie petting her, much to her joy.
Rocky and Rubble were working on a pool for the pups to play in while they were hanging out or had no particular duties to attend to. Rocky wasn't planning on going into the pool himself though, and he made that as clear as day. "Just keep this in mind Rubble. If I get pushed into this pool, I am NOT going to be happy."
"I know Rocky, I know." Rubble replied while rolling his eyes with a smile, holding the last board steady so Rocky could screw it in. After he did that, the two realized they were gonna need help filling it up. "Maybe Marshall could fill it up? He's the fire pup after all."
"Coming!" Marshall was heard from behind as Rocky and Rubble looked back and saw him, only for him to trip right behind Rubble and land face first into the bulldog's big, bubble butt. This caused Rubble to cut a loud and bassy ten second fart into Marshall's face, one that reeked heavily of spoiled meat and making his butt vibrate as he let out the noxious green cloud (PHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHT). Rocky covered his nose with Marshall falling to the ground face first as Rubble wafted the fart away, leaving the Dalmatian to cough as he spoke up. "Dog stew anyone?"
Rubble and Rocky laughed a bit as Rubble helped Marshall up and apologized for his flatulence. "Sorry about that Marshall. Guess I ate more than I thought today."
"That's okay. It was better than breathing in one of Chase's farts." Marshall admitted, leaving Rocky and Rubble confused as Marshall then explained it. "He offered to let me use his butt as a pillow one time. Worst mistake of my life."
"I think you'll be glad to know that won't happen again." Marshall, Rocky, and Rubble saw Chase walking up to them as the German Shepherd spoke with a smile. "I actually have an idea in regards to farting, if you guys are interested."
Skye was talking to Zuma about the farting contest as they walked along the beach, since Zuma was surfing before Skye started talking to her. Zuma seemed to be on board with the idea, feeling that it could be fun to see how his farts would compare to the others. "Suwe. Could be fun. Especially if Chase can do one of those thwee hour farts I heard he did wecently."
"Oh, I think he can pull that off." Skye gave a call to Everest, and when she picked up, she showed up on the other side of the screen as Skye started talking. "Hey Everest. Wanna join a farting contest with me and the others? There's no prize really, we're just doing it for fun."
Everest thought for a moment and felt it couldn't hurt to at least give it a go. "Sure, why not. I'll see if I can get Tracker on board."
"Great. Thanks." Skye hung up, being excited for this farting contest to go down in history. "This is gonna be so much fun Zuma. I can't wait to see what fart categories we all specialize in."
The Paw Patrol pups were currently inside of some sort of dome that had everyone in Adventure Bay watching as Mayor Goodway spoke into a microphone. "People of Adventure Bay, welcome to the first ever Paw Patrol farting contest! In this competition, we'll be ranking the farts of all eight Paw Patrol members to see who has the loudest, smelliest, and longest farts! I think we all know who'll win that last one." Chase was flexing his butt as he aimed it at the crowd and hit them with a massive fart that unleashed a yellow cloud of rotten eggs for five seconds (PHHHHHHHHHHT).
Mayor Goodway wasn't entirely sure what to make of Chase farting on the crowd but decided to start up the competition. "Without further ado, let's get to the loudest fart of the team!" Marshall was first with his fart being pretty loud as he let out a five second kibble fart with a green cloud (PHHHHHHHHHHT). Skye was next and had a moderately loud fart, letting out a green cloud of spoiled meat (PFFFFFFFFFFT). Tracker was next and he let out a squeaky five second fart, unleashing a green cloud of bananas (pfffffffffft).
Chase went next and unleashed quite the loud gas bomb that lasted for ten seconds and unleashed a yellow cloud of rotten eggs that made his butt vibrate as he let it out (BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT). Skye whiffed Chase's fart before grunting and ripping a loud fart as well, letting out her own yellow eggy cloud (BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP). Everest went next, letting out a casual sounding fart that reeked of liver (phhhhhhhhhht). Rocky went after Everest and let out a slightly louder fart that reeked of rotten eggs (pfffffffffft).
Zuma was next, letting out a slightly louder fart than Tracker's and letting off a scent of coconuts (bllllllllllaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrp). Rubble was last, and he coughed before letting out an incredibly loud and bassy ten second fart, one that made his butt vibrate as he let out a yellow cloud of rotten eggs with said fart being so loud that it could be heard from space (PHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHT). Everyone was amazed at how they didn't go deaf from that with Mayor Goodway speaking up. "This round goes to Rubble!"
Everyone was cheering for Rubble as Chase walked up to him and happily praised him for how loud his fart was. "That was loudness if I ever heard it before Rubble. I wonder how the martians must feel after hearing that."
Rubble laughed a bit with Mayor Goodway announcing the next round of the farting competition. "Alright everyone! For the second round, we'll be judging the farts based on their scent. Whoever can make the worst smelling fart wins this round!" Rubble went first, since he won the last round, and let out a three second rotten meat fart with a green cloud (pffffft). After Rubble it was Marshall's turn, leading to him letting out a three second fart that reeked of kibble (phhhhht). Then it was Everest's turn, who cracked a three second fart that reeked of liver (brrrrraaaaat).
After those three it was Tracker, who let out a three second fart that reeked of moldy bananas (phhhhht). Skye went next, letting out a nasty three second fart, hitting a butterfly with a yellow cloud and killing it (pffffft). Animals started falling from the sky from the farts as Marshall took his turn, letting out a three second fart of sour milk (brrrrraaaaat). Chase lifted his leg and ripped a three second fart, letting out a rotten egg scent that made a dozen birds fall to the ground (brrrrruuuuup).
Rocky was last with a family of skunks shown behind him as he cut a three second fart that reeked of rotten eggs and death and killed the skunk family with a yellow cloud (phhhhht). After seeing everyone's farts, and Rocky's especially, Mayor Goodway knew who the winner was. "The winner of this round is Rocky!" Rocky was shown to be rubbing his butt on the dead skunk's face, loving the feel he let off from it. "Alright everyone. The final round will consist of who can make the longest fart. Like I said, I have a good idea as to who will win this round.
Chase smirked as everyone in the Paw Patrol went into a position of being on their hind legs with them bent in a way where their butts were pointed at the audience. "Let the farting, begin! Also, everyone please protect yourselves with these complimentary helmets Ryder and Rocky made for us." Every one of the pups started farting with all of their farts being measured quite well with all of them letting out yellow eggy clouds (PHHHHHHHHHHT) (PHHHHHHHHHH...) (PHHHHHHHHHH...) (PHHHHHHHHHH...) (PHHHHHHHHHH...) (PHHHHHHHHHH...) (PHHHHHHHHHH...) (PHHHHHHHHHH...).
Tracker's fart ended pretty quickly, and the gas from everyone else continued on with Rocky going out next after thirty seconds (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHT) (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...) (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...) (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...) (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...) (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...) (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...
After Rocky's fart ended, Everest timed out with a fart that lasted for a solid minute (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHT...) (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...) (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...) (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...) (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...) (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...).
The next one to be eliminated was Marshall, who's lasted for a surprising five minutes (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHT) (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...) (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...) (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...) (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...).
Chase, Skye, Rubble, and Zuma were still farting after an hour had passed with Adventure Bay being covered in their yellow eggy gas (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHT) (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...) (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...) (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...)
The people of Adventure Bay were amazed to see Chase, Skye, and Rubble still going with Chase commenting on how easy this was as the farts kept coming out. "Just you watch Skye. You and Rubble will be sucking my fart gas for months. You'll just love it."
"I can imagine so. After all, you DID beef stew me for three months straight." Rubble wasn't exactly in the mood to talk about fart sex, deciding to focus on farting like Chase and Skye were (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...) (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...) (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...).
Four hours had passed by since the farting began and Rubble had just finished letting his gas out, leaving Chase and Skye to be the only ones left in the game (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHT) (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...) (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...).
Rubble was starting to smell the farts himself as he hopped down, being hit with Chase and Skye's gas as their butts vibrated and hit him with nasty eggy gas that made him puke in his mouth, which he thankfully managed to swallow, but he also got a burnt nose (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...) (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...). Chase commented on this as he and Skye continued to let out their toxic gas. "Guess even Rubble can't take OUR heat."
"I can't really blame him. He's not either one of us." Skye pointed out, and then she commented on how much she loved farting. "Still, I didn't know how fun farting was until I did it to power up my helicopter that one time." Chase laughed a bit at that reference with Chase and Skye's butts shown as they vibrated and let out the yellow eggy fart clouds (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...) (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...).
A full day had passed by since the farting began, leaving Skye fresh out of gas as her butt vibrated violently upon finish while Chase still had more than enough gas in him to win (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHT) (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...). Skye rubbed her butt as she got off the stage and sat right down in front of Chase's farts when she was done. "You go Chase! Fart on me at full power!"
"Gladly." Chase grunted and started letting out his gas at full power, leading to his butt vibrating violently as it was shown whenhe started hitting Skye with his powerful eggy fart (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...).
Chase's butt continued to vibrate as hard as it could with him still farting after a full month of the farting contest going on, leaving everyone in Adventure Bay in immense shock (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...). Skye was loving every moment of her boyfriend's gas, not wanting it to end, even though she knew it would have to at some point. Marshall came up to Chase and set down some food for him, which was his favorite kind of kibble and some water. "Here's your dinner Chase. And like all the others, it won't affect your gas in any way."
"Thanks Marshall." Chase knocked the food up into the air and allowed it to land into his mouth, swallowing it and letting out a loud burp into the air as his fart continued. "Hey, I can still burp while farting."
"I think those are two different versions of gas." Marshall pointed out, and Chase's fart continued with Marshall seeing that the gas mask he was wearing wasn't anywhere near enough as he started gagging and almost puked, but managed to swallow it in time. "I'd say go to a doctor, but my secondary role is kinda like that. I'll see what your insane flatulence is about when you're done, whenever that is."
Chase thought for a moment and figured it'd be cool to know where his constant gas comes from. "That would, actually be pretty cool." Marshall was glad Chase thought that, walking off to get some fresh air as Chase continiued letting out toxic air from his butt (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...).
It had been two months since the longest fart round had begun, and Chase was continuing to fart, ignoring the hundreds of thousands of dead birds, butterflies, and all other tons of dead creatures all around him (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...). Just then, a spaceship crashed into Adventure Bay with the top of it shown to be broken, revealing that Chase's farts could break glass. Chase was impressed when he saw this with Skye not caring as she kept breathing in his farts. "Don't worry about it Chase. This story's non-canon."
Chase looked back at Skye with his butt shown as he continued to fart on her, wondering how she's been able to engulf her farts for so long. "Hey Skye, you know how everyone else has been disgusted by my gas for the most part?" Skye nodded her head yes, allowing Chase to ask her question as he continued to fart. "How come you haven't passed out yet? I've been farting on you for almost two months straight now."
"Maybe it's because I love you. (PHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHT) And also because since I'm the second gassiest member, I've been farting a lot too during this process." Chase nodded in understanding, feeling that made sense as he continued to let out his eggy gas onto Skye (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...).
Three months had now passed with an extra half day having gone by, indicating that Chase had been farting on Skye for half a day past his old record as he finished his fart with ten minutes as his butt was shown farting in Skye's face and giving off vibration so intense and strong that it made the entire world shake and even made the stars in the sky go wild with some crashing on the earth around Chase and Skye (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...).
Chase and Skye were both feeling perfect as Chase jumped down and put his butt onto Skye's face, allowing her face to sink into his thick, meaty, gorgeous butt. Marshall had just arrived with a special mask that blocked out any scents no matter what, seeing Chase sitting on Skye and making him an offer. "So...yeah. Wanna see what makes you as gassy as you are?"
"Sure." Chase stood up with Skye's face trapped in his butt as he grunted and ripped a loud and bassy fart that was super quick, but made the ground shake with vibration (BRUP). "Whoa. (Whiffs the fart) Talk about quick returning power." Marshall rolled his eyes while smiling as he and Chase went back to the lookout to see why he was so gassy, leaving a bunch of aliens in the sky to clear out the air with their new models of spaceships that could withstand Chase's abysmal fart odor.