Princess Peach farted a brassy gas blast in her tight yellow jeans as she giggled at how deep pitched it was, finding it humorous how a girly princess like her could emit such a foul, manly sounding burst of flatulence. Popo walked by with a picture of Grant Kirkhope in his hands, ignoring Peach's constant flatulence as he headed to the donut shop to get some donuts, with Peach doing her best to stink up the garden in the middle of the Smash Mansion.
"Oh Kirkhope, not even Pootstool's musical rear can take me away from your tunes!" Popo chimed as the blue robed boy Ice Climber twirled around joyfully.
"Ahhhh... I just love being so gassy..." Peach admitted as she placed both of her hands on her farting big butt, squealing as she released another bassy tuba toot that created an enormous brown stain on the back of her jeans. "Nothing feels better than-"
"Why can't you hold it in like all the other girls?" One of the male Miis, a swordsman, asked as he moved past the stinky Peach.
Peach giggled as she wiggled her right index finger. "Because farting makes me feel so peachy!"
Lifting her left leg, Peach let loose another bassy fart as the other Smashers passing her groaned, with the female Robin observing her as she rubbed her chin.
"Hmmm... this blonde princess of the Mushroom Kingdom has a lot of butt fumes in her... I could learn a lot." Female Robin stated as she scribbled down in her book to follow Peach, wanting to learn the ways of letting loose big farts as she let out a squeaky fart herself.
"Peach, how many times have you been shitting yourself?" Nana the pink parka wearing girl Ice Climber asked as she was pooting around with Peach.
Peach took the moment to think as she let loose a long wet fart, smiling as her blush turned redder. "Goodness, I've been doing it so many times I don't even remember!"
"Wow... so you've done it so much you don't even know!" Nana exclaimed as she placed her hands on her face in awe.
Peach giggled as she winked. "I guess you could say that!"
Peach, Daisy, and Toadette were all farting.
"What do we do with our stinky fart gas?" Peach suggested.
Daisy pumped her arms. "Well I think we should fill up some balloons!"
Toadette held down her fart filled dress. "Uh, how about we go treasure tracking using our toots to easily find gems?"
The three girls looked at each other as they each let off a wet burst of flatulence, all of them laughing at their stinky cacophony.