Toadette farted loudly, prompting her to gasp as she held down her pink dress. She was in the closet inside her bedroom, trying to find a bunch of old guidebooks to read out of curiosity, but she was pretty gassy today.
"Ugh, I knew I should not have had those turnips I found in the Gorge," Toadette murmured as she placed both of her hands on her stomach, shaking her head. "I don't need to play my butt tuba at the moment..."
She closed her eyes as she felt another blast of gas emerge out of her butt, the back of her pink dress being blown up as the flatulence echoed throughout the entire bedroom. Luckily for Toadette, she was alone, or she would likely die of embarrassment.