"So, let's do this!" May exclaimed as she dashed towards the entry for Pokemon Coordinators, having a confident smile on her perky face with a big fart. "Look out, world! Because here comes Haruka!"
Ash, Brock, Max, and Pikachu all looked at each other after watching May boastfully walk into the contest entry hallway.
"Well, what do you want to do?" Max asked, wrapping his arms around the back of his head.
Ash rubbed the back of his head with his right hand. "Well, I could use some training for my Pokemon..."
"And I want to get more hard-ons from girls- err, I mean..." Brock trailed off as Max stared at him angrily. "...find some guides on how to cook more exotic foods."
Suddenly, the entire Contest Hall shook as May farted loudly, causing a lot of generic male and female coordinators to run out as May's giggling was heard shortly afterwards, who simply fanned the air with her right hand after taking a whiff of her smelly butt fumes.
Ash, Brock, and Max nodded at each other as they agreed in unison to all leave. "Let's leave May to her business." They simultaneously said, then walked out, with Pikachu following behind them.
Pikachu sighed in annoyance as he finally spoke English. "This story really does suck. I barely have any lines."
"Do you really need to have any?" May shouted as she dashed out after them, continuing to let out frequently bubbly farts as she was having too much fun passing gas to stop.
May was consistently farting as all girls with this fetish do, stuffing herself as she happened to be hungry as her stomach growling from hunger and methane preparation was all the noise she needed to keep on eating away, with her being the only customer within a small noodle shop as the others were scared off by the ferocity of her tushy ticklers.
"Mumph! These are so -BLORT- good!" May burped as she was being all around gassy as her burps were somewhat in sync with her farts. "I really should have -BROMPFT- done this eons ago when I was in need of a -FLARP- makeover!"
Having eaten enough to make parts of her clothing rip apart above and below, May briefly halted her wind breaking as her stomach growled for one last time as this incoming fart was the big 1. And boy was it massive as May's rump roared a thunderous tuba thunder so loud it caused the table to break apart, with May knocking herself out from the impact as even she couldn't believe how strong her flatulence could be.
