"Ugh; why did I decide to wear these pants?" Was groaned by Bulma farting in her yellow suit that she was stinking up since she couldn't control her methane.

Sailor Jupiter leaned while sitting on the couch and farted a muffled poot that sounded like she messed up her pants which embarrassed her. "I wouldn't exactly say that this isn't your fault but-"

"Look a prep talk is the last thing I need...!" Bulma snapped upon fanning her brapping big butt smelling its rotten egg fumes making their way to her face. "Is there a bathroom nearby?"

"Probably but I wouldn't suggest it with how you're doing it." Penelope Pitstop added in a casual manner while in her car for she leaned forward and farted a bassy trombone like toot. "It's never too late to get adult diapers-"

"I am not that undignified!" Bulma screamed for her sloppy sharts got deep enough for her to smear her now stained clothing. "...Welp; guess now I really have to change!"