"Peeyew~! I wouldn't get close to my brapper; it's making a lot of tuba sounding stinkers that will make you faint!" Boasted a very gassy Carmine farting up a smelly storm of powerful poots she was proudly brapping with power since she held it in all day and was more than ready to fire it off. "I need new undies~"
Indeed it was clear that Carmine ripped so much ass that the green grass growing around her wilted and there wasn't anyone brave enough to handle the stink emitting out of her brapping blaster since she fanned her fumigating fumes away from her.
With a smirk of pride on her face Carmine continued on her way towards the nearby city to fill it in with the fog of her flatus. "Huh, guess this place can't handle my farts after all."