"I can crap my pants faster than you, piano skirt," May taunted with a smile as she had her hands on her knees.
Dawn scoffed, her hands on her bass burping butt. "Really? I like to see you prove it, wet trumpet!"
May and Dawn kept on farting as they were determined to see who would poop their pants first, both of the girls wearing tight black jeans as they kept pooting out brassy deep pitched tuba toots, with Arceus and Rayquaza watching alongside special guests Dry Bowser and Toadette. All of them were on the Empire State Building's observatory deck in Manhattan, looking west towards the rest of New York and New Jersey, with it raining lightly as a bigger thunderstorm was approaching, with it being night.
"Gosh, how long have they been farting?" Toadette asked as she was munching on some poffins.
"Longer than you have been wearing underwear," Arceus pointed out as he noticed the clouds forming up. "I wonder if those two girls farting is causing this storm..."
"Probably. Maybe, I dunno." Rayquaza yawned as he began rolling around the Empire State Building at the speed of sound.
"Seems like this story's only motive its to just influence even more porn of these two sluts." Dry Bowser dryly remarked as he munched on a cinnamon flavored donut. "Polish me unsurprised."
May and Dawn farted simultaneously, managing to poop their own pants as they were zapped by lightning, with thunder booming loudly as it began harshly pouring all over New York City. Arceus, Dry Bowser, and Toadette watched as May and Dawn were reduced to piles of ash, being blown away by the gusty wind as Rayquaza transformed into Mega Rayquaza and took off, going all around Manhattan and accidentally terrorizing the city as the military was called in to take him out, with them obviously failing because Mega Rayquaza was a literal frickin' god.