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Fart Torture Stories

Chapter thirty seven: A Pretty Boy's Briefing Gas

The Road Rovers were hanging out in the lair, doing their usual things with Hunter talking to Blitz about their last mission. "Yeah, I was very good in our last mission. I kicked all of the bad guys heineys and made them all run away like little girls."

"Well someone WAS running away like a little girl." Hunter joked, irritating Blitz before Hunter made his follow up statement. "I'll give you this though; you did take out one of them like a boss."

Blitz was a little less irritated after hearing that and the Road Rovers then got a call from their leader, only for Blitz' stomach to growl catching the attention of Exile. "You okay weird boy?"

"Yes, I'll be fine. Thanks." Blitz answered, and then he went over to the front of the computer with the rest of his team to hear the briefing.

Once the rest of the team got up to the front to hear the briefing, Blitz's stomach growled again with Hunter noticing that his butt was rumbling as well. Hunter was about to speak up, but the leader then started the briefing, causing him to listen closely. "Road Rovers, we have intel that General Parvo is infiltrating a subway to chase down a team leader to-" Blitz stomach and butt started to rumble again, causing the team leader to notice as and comment on it. "Blitz, are you okay?"

Blitz was trying desperately to stand still, leading to him giving a nervous grin as he responded. "Yes, I'm fine, thank you. No gassy feelings here."

The leader was concerned for Blitz, but knew he had to get the briefing done. "Let me know if it gets worse. Anyway, (Shows a blonde male with a briefcase in an FBI uniform) this FBI member has crucial information that could lead to serious consequences to the world if General Parvo gets his dirty claws on it. He'll be acting on this plan within eight hours, and we have to get there fast to secure safety of the world once again. Road rovers, out!"

The briefing ended with Colleen noticing Blitz' butt and stomach growling, having a feeling as to what Blitz was going through right now. "I've seen this before. He's trying to hold in a fart."

"No I'm not." Blitz denied as he put his paws on his hips. "Pretty boys like me don't fart."

Shag kneeled down to Blitz' butt and it was shown as Blitz found himself unable to hold in his gas anymore and suddenly released a loud and gassy fart, hitting Shag with a yellow cloud of rotten eggs that made his butt vibrate upon release (PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF...). Everyone else covered their noses as Blitz' fart was unleashed with Shag being instantly knocked out from it, leading to Blitz covering his butt with one hand and wafting his fart away with the other while poitning his butt out, but to no avail, with the fart continuing as Hunter gave a smug grin. "You don't fart, huh?"

"Shut up Hunter." Blitz was still farting after thirty seconds, indicating that this one was going to be a long one (FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF...). The Road Rovers groaned in response, having a feeling that Blitz' fart was going to last for a while.

Blitz was still farting after six hours and five minutes, leading to the final thirty seconds of his fart to be intense as his butt was shown vibrating violently from his eggy blast (FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT). Blitz was so tired from farting that he fell on his face with his butt pointing up in the air, leaving Colleen to point out how long that was. "Six hours, six minutes, and six seconds. (Looks at Hunter) Hunter, I think we should take the jet to the town subway."

"Alright, good call. (Picks up Blitz) I'll leave Blitz in the back room until we get there." Hunter and the others ran off with Blitz sighing with embarrassment as Hunter playhfully joked about his flatulence. "I know gas is natural, but I think you found a way to make it unnatural yourself." Blitz rolled his eyes, not being in the mood for Hunter's jokes as Hunter shrugged with a smile and got into the jet with the rest of the gang before they all took off to fulfill the mission.