Hilda was farting to her heart's content since she was going through the region in a fun matter, with her Pokemon not minding her gassy release across the Unova region upon being near the city of Humilau. "Hoo boy is this so much fun! I wish I could feel how my stinky shorts do from my smelly poots!"
"Well this might be the closest!" Hilbert said upon fanning away his massive methane from his smeared jeans towards his fellow flatulent trainer since he was excited from his bassy poots. "After all it's not every day that you end up making quite a huge stink!"
"Oh yeah!" Bianca added with her sloppy farts echoing throughout the entire city. "It's always super fun to let your fellow farters feel the smelly heat of your poot! Especially if you allow it to get really big!"
"Heh I may be a champion but you gals are taking it to another level!" Iris insisted in a playful manner upon feeling her fluffy dress puff up from her raunchy toot blasts. "I gotta learn how to just let these fly in a bigger fashion like you!"
"Well you're in luck because I'm feeling extra gassy!" Hilda instructed upon deciding to rip ass by the purple haired gym leader; the four of them continued to make up a huge fart storm.
They all kept farting but went their separate ways except for the smelly Belle who chose to stick to the tooting Touko like a lingering poot since they were still inclined to be stinking things up together.
"Peeyew! I really felt my rump rumble that big 1!" Hilda admitted upon fanning her rotten eggy scented tuba poots. "I'm gonna need fresh underwear after that!"
"Well maybe that's why our stomachs are growling louder than usual!" Bianca laughed since she could feel her gut grumbling with her roaring rump that caused more smears on her stained clothing. "It really doo-doo stink!"
"Seriously this feels so good but it really reeks!" Hilda responded since she started using her hat instead of her hand to fan away the wicked wafts brewing out of her brap blaster. "I can see the grass wilting around us!"
"Oh yes!" Bianca chimed in upon plugging her nose while getting in a giggling fit over her trombone toots. "They're definitely flying out of me for sure; I can feel fudge brewing right in my oven as we speak!"