Cynthia was waiting around in the champion room of the Sinnoh Pokemon League when she felt her stomach grumble; feeling her brapper rumble gave the likely gassy Pokegirl to begin farting up a storm. "Phew; geeze I've been holding this stink in the whole night." Cynthia spoke to herself upon getting a whiff of her powerful flatulence and began fanning the air. "I hope they don't make me stain myself like last time."
Alas Cynthia tempted fate and proceeded to let out sloppy sharts that were relieving yet left her feeling embarrassed for ruining yet another pair of pants.
"Oh shit." Cynthia flatly said upon smiling while blushing a bright crimson red. "Well I better hope that there aren't any trainers who want a fight."
Indeed it was going to be a long lingering sense of ass ripping adventures for Cynthia.
"You could say that again~" Cynthia laughed since she felt her bassy butt bombers turning deeper pitched with every tuba poot causing her pants to fill up more with the puffed up stink that could knock anyone out cold.
Cynthia later decided to head out of the champion room and get much needed exercise since she was starting to feel stiff, with her summoning her Pokemon team since she wanted them to have fresh air too which was ironic considering the ass ripping she decided to do.
"Ahh yes~" Cynthia spoke with her fanning her roaring rear for she enjoyed the feeling her flatulence was giving her. "I can certainly fart like a powered machine when it comes to it!"
Her Garchomp and Lucario exchanged glances with each other since they weren't sure as to why their team leader was letting loose, with them quite confused. "Do you understand any of this?"
"Does it look like I do?" Lucario responded with them suddenly being let loose upon by their trainer, coughing with Garchomp.
"You can't handle it huh?" Cynthia teased with her placing both of her hands on her dump truck of a tooter. "Well that's a shame~"