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Fart Torture Stories
Chapter thirty two: Farting Adventure Ducks
Uncle Scrooge's Mansion was shown with loud farting being heard and surrounding the house with Donald's butt then shown vibrating as he let out a big yellow cloud of rotten eggs with his nephew Dewey timing his longest fart ever (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...). Uncle Scrooge's Mansion was shown with loud farting being heard and surrounding the house with Donald's butt then shown vibrating as he let out a big yellow cloud of rotten eggs with his nephew Dewey timing his longest fart ever (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...). As Donald was reaching the end of his fart, the last ten seconds were the loudest and made the ground shake a little with his butt vibrating violently (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHT). Dewey stopped the timer and cheered as he spoke up. "You did it Uncle Donald! You farted for two and a half months!"
"Ha! Well whatya know! I still got it!" Donald boasted proudly, and then he saw Huey and Louie coming down with the former wearing a face mask. "You know you three inherited my farting talent, right? You don't have to wear a face mask."
Louie through the gas mask aside as he then wafted away the fart gas and commented on it. "I just thought of something Uncle Donald. If we had a fart off to see who could match your fart in terms of length the best, would you be willing to convince Uncle Scrooge to give the winner some of his delicious fortune?"
Donald thought for a moment with Huey pointing out the greediness of this decision. "Keeping in mind that Louie believes wholeheartedly that HE'LL win and keep all the fortune for himself."
"I suppose trying couldn't hurt." Donald admitted, feeling he'd have a few tricks up his sleeve to deal with Scrooge.
"Woo-hoo! Triplets longest fart contest!" Dewey cheered, making Huey roll his eyes while smiling at the excitement of his sibling.
Huey was first since he was the oldest, standing in the backyard, since the house was covered in Donald's gas, and getting ready to let out the longest fart he could muster. He grunted as hard ad he could, and he was able to push out a loud and bassy fifteen minute fart, with his butt with it vibrating as he let out a yellow cloud of rotten eggs (BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP).
Dewey and Louie started laughing, finding that Huey's fifteen minute fart was nothing for them to match. Dewey felt it was only fair to let Louie go next, since he knew he'd be able to wipe both him and Huey out combined. "You go next Louie. I have a feeling I'll wipe you both out."
"Fair enough." Louie and Huey swapped positions with Louie letting his stomach growl as he relaxed his butt and let out a loud and bassy fart from his rear end, making his butt vibrate violently as he let out a massive yellow cloud of rotten eggs that made the windows crash with how loud the sound was and leaving Louie to smirk as he looked back (PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF...). The moon was shown as the loudness of Louie's fart was emphasized.
Two weeks later
Louie had just finished up his fart with the moon still being shown for five more seconds before the last five seconds showed the last of his gas exiting his butt (FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF...). Louie rubbed his butt as he then pointed to Dewey, who nodded as the two of them swapped positions. Dewey didn't hold back as he cut a loud and bassy fart that let out a massive yellow cloud of rotten eggs, making his butt vibrate violently as he allowed the fart to stink up Duckberg even worse than his brothers did (PHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...).
Two weeks later
Dewey's fart was still going with his butt shown as he continued to let out his noxious fumes with Scrooge wafting it away as he went outside (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...). "Do they seriously think having the closest fart to yours in terms of length is gonna help them get some of my fortune?" Donald shrugged with Scrooge grunting and ripping a ten second caviar fart to keep the smell off of him (brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuup). "Let me know who wins." Donald nodded his head yes as Dewey's butt was shown with his fart continuing.
Sixteen days later
Dewey's fart was almost finished after a month of his butt vibrating as he continued to fart and rub his butt with joy (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...). The fart reached the final twenty seconds with Dewey being proud of his flatulence as he looked at the audience with a grin and also shook his butt at them as his fart finished up entirely (HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHT). Dewey was incredibly satisfied as he walked over to his family and happily announced himself the winner. "Well it was nothing compared to Uncle Donald's, but I still one!"
Dewey shook his butt from side to side as he let out two more farts that let out green clouds of cheese from some pizza he had before the competition (PHHT) (PHHT). Donald shook his son's hand as he then ended up burping and farting loudly at the same time, letting out a yellow eggy cloud as his butt vibrated violently while farting for the same amount of time as his burp and made the ground shake a bit as he did (PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT). Dewey hi fived him with Donald being glad that he still had all that gas in him.