"How did we all get trapped in here somehow?" Yoiyima asked with her ripping ass inside a stinky locker with her fellow flatulent females since they couldn't get out. "I just thought this was (PRRPRRT!) big enough to handle all of us but apparently not!"
"Maybe we shouldn't have had those cans of baked beans." Vert added with her entire body pressed against the locked locker door while her rump rumbled out loud rear roars. "I think we might be losing our (PRRFPT!) sense of smell after this...!"
"...h-huh? Wait you really -BRRRPRRT- can actually forget the feeling of picking up scents?" The farting Kasumi Miwa gawked while feeling her stained pants puffing up from her bassy farts that smeared them even more; she dropped the sword she was otherwise tightly holding onto since she felt her legs trembled. "O-ohh... I didn't -BRPRRPLRPRRRRRF!- think that was possible. Now I really feel like I'm goona need a bathroom. Ohhhh~"
