"Hey Dawn; you ever just felt like doing..." Cynthia trialed off only to lift herself out of her champion seat with a long fart that lingered while it started to whimper. "...this?"
"Wow. You really now how to let them fly!" Dawn complimented upon feeling her skirt lift back by her own methane. "I feel like I could definitely take you on!"
"You sure about that?" Cynthia chuckled upon brushing her blonde hair while feeling ehr stomach grumble that made her rump rumble. "There were a lot of challengers who couldn't handle my smell-"
"Trust me I know a lot of things that stink!" Dawn commented upon stretching while she kept on tooting away. "And it takes a poot to know a hoot!"