"Hoo boy here comes a super sized shart~!" Captain Toad exclaimed while his stomach growled for his puffed up pooped pants jiggled because his nonstop farting big butt belched out a massive tuba blast, fluttering the grass he was surrounded by for a jet of green gas pierced through his smeared clothing that he happily stained, the bassy barrage of braps continuing on for he was more than happy to sniff up his flatulent fungi fumes in light of not having a nose fully knowing that it reeked, with him taking delight in it since he was in a more humanoid form to let him have his brapping cheeks clap every time he farted. "Peeyew~ Ooh that was so gross; I'm so gonna need new underwear.~"
Eventually the Braptain of his brigade decided to go and get himself a new pair of clothes for him to make a stink in, with the craptain changing at the campsite he set up form himself that was at a grassy ledge overlooking the city he ended up filling in with his sharting smog since he still had plenty of ass ripping to do, "Phoowee!" with him having his backpack placed off his backpack since he wanted to truly feel lean while having the meatier part of his body do the hefty blasting that was awaiting its release from being stored in him all day from the constant treasure tracking.
Stretching his arms while still having the legs to extend out so he could bent over better to have his brap burper belch out more rotten scents into the air led to Captain Toad laughing since he could feel his deep pitched fart sounds shake the area surrounding him with the green grass starting to wilt upon feeling the sewage like stench emitting from his dump truck. "Pew... this smelly session is making me sweat; now I can be even more stinky~."
Indeed he kept on brapping about.
"Unf I've been so gassy all night. Can't believe I had this kind of ass gas brewing inside of me the whole time since it's been like this after I ate all of that delicious food. Guess my body definitely did just want an excuse to blast out all these stinkers since it seems that I genuinely can't stop with this wind breaking I'm doing! Why I'm so winded from my windy breaks that I could easily blast away an entire building with how backed up with braps I have rolling in me; this is just way too good for me to ever stop!"
He was going to keep exploring his braps.
"You're darn tootin'!" The methane mushroom maker boasted with pride.