EP07: The Red Gym Shorts [Part 1 FULL]

Selena shuffled through her backpack as she went to grab her gym clothes. As she finally made her way to the bottom of the bag, she grabbed her gym shirt and pants. She stretched her gym bra over her head and her gym shirt quickly followed. Her gym shorts however, weren’t the same story. As soon as she let go of her shorts, they dropped to the floor. “Wow,” Selena commented as she pulled them back up to her waist. She pulled the elastic of the shorts forward with her thumb, realizing that the shorts no longer fit her. “Guess my workout efforts are finally paying off” she chuckled as she put them back in her backpack. She had been working out with the goal of losing a few inches around her stomach. She got what she wanted, but wasn’t expecting to do so quickly.

“Well I can’t work out in my undies” Selena muttered as she thought on what to do. She thought on what to do for a second until an idea came to her. In the corner of the locker room where she was, there was a large grey tote box filled with lost clothes that anyone could use. Selena didn’t like wearing the idea of someone else's sweaty clothes. But at this point she figured just working out in those was easier than walking back home, finding a pair of tighter shorts, coming back, working out, and going back home. She dug her hand into the box and started digging.

Shirt… shirt… bra… shirt… underwear???... shirt… It seemed hopeless until she felt an elastic cord at the bottom. Pulling it up to the surface revealed it to be a pair of red gym shorts. Even with Selena’s thinner figure now the shorts were a little tight around her waist. The legs of the shorts were still wide enough to hide her ass curves. Sure, they had a small sweat stain around the side of it, but these were better than nothing.

She walked on out to the yoga room, ready to get her usual work-out in. It wasn’t a particularly large space to work out, as most of the gym was taken up by large clunky machines. But she preferred it compared to the workout section where the lunks would chuck weights onto the ground every couple of seconds. This space was much quieter comparatively and let her do what she came to do. It wasn’t until she set her mat down and began to uncurl it that she heard a familiar voice. “Selly girl? That you?” She looked up to see a familiar face to match that familiar voice. Looking up she saw her old high school friend, Sally. Sally was a somewhat short girl with large curly hair. “Hey Sally! It’s been ages!” Selena said as she went in for a hug “I didn’t know you worked out here.” “I only started like a week ago, Montesquieu just started giving us a free membership here, sure as hell beats working out in that cramped little apartment” Sally said as she started doing crunches. “Oh damn, I didn’t know you were studying at Montesquieu, how is-”

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“Damn Selly, I was about to say you haven’t changed a bit” Sally said with her nose pinched chuckling “but that ass of yours REALLY hasn’t changed one bit has it?” Selena chuckled with as the smell of her sweat made her fart sound and smell a lot more wet. “Heh, sorry about that.” The two were used to Selena’s sudden gassy outbursts, as college prep camp had Sally dealing with some of Selena’s worst gas. Not to say that Sally took pleasure in her gas, but it was definitely more than most people were able to take. “No yeah, my gas is still just as bad as ever.”

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As if on cue another wet series of poppers made their way out of Selena’s butt, creating small popping noises as the gas bubbles exploded against the styrofoam mats.”At least aim the other way.” Sally coughed as Selena took her advice and turned so her ass blasts would go in the opposite direction. “Geez, you haven’t stunk this bad since that one study night.” Selena’s head perked up from the downwards dog pose she was holding. “Oh yeah, I remember that. It was after Sloppy Joe Saturday’s or whatever Counselor Westchester called it. Those things would fuck up anyone’s stomach.” Sally chuckled, finally having Selena’s farts start to wade out. “Yeah, ONE would do that to anyone. Hell, her cooking gave me bubble guts just off of half of one. You ate 3.” “Hey you should’ve seen the girls room the night of. I had to sneak off at like 3 in the morning and I sure as hell wasn’t the only one with a rotten stomach cause of her cooking. I wasn’t the only one stinking up the bathroom that night.” “Oh shit you never told me you weren’t the only one in there!” Sally said, “All this time I’ve been thinking you single-handedly shut down the women’s ro-”

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“Bleugh! I’m sorry Selly sugar, but I can’t work out with you fumigating the place.” Sally had begun to pick up her stuff. “No no Sally, I’m-”

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“Gonna”

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“Head out.” Selena said, farting between each motion to pick up her stuff as she placed her hand on Sally’s shoulder. “I don’t know what’s gotten into my stomach, but I’m sure it’ll pass and we can work out together next time.” Sally started to say something but after a short breath she went into a light coughing fit from all the gas and all eventually managed to get out “Of course Selly sugar, just please turn on the fan on your wait out girl.” Despite clenching her ass tightly, Selena continued to squeak out farts with every step until she flicked the switch for the fans and headed on her way back to the locker room. As Selena walked back, she continued to squeak out tiny, long, eggy smell rippers that stunk up the halls she scurried down as she worked her way back to the women’s locker room. Luckily nobody walked those parts of the hallway at that time of the day, so nobody aside from Sally had to deal with her poisonous fumes. After finally making her way to the locker room without wasting a moment she leaned against the door using her body weight to keep it shut and let off a bubbly ruthless fart.

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Lasting for a whole 30 seconds it wasted no time not only echoing through the empty room, but spreading it’s rotten scent as well. Picking herself up, she quickly walked to her locker and grabbed her change of clothes to make a quick change in the changing area. She pulled down her shorts and threw them back in the bin, quickly changing into her own pants.  In a matter of seconds she was changed back into her normal attire and was ready to hit the road back home.

“Better squeeze a quick one out before I go,” Selena thought as she pulled down her pants and underwear to not let the stench stick. She held her stomach and lifted her leg as she strained to push out whatever gas remained in her system. But much to her surprise… nothing. She pushed and pushed and pushed but not so much as a small poot came out. She found it odd that she’d go from farting nonstop to suddenly having nothing in the tank. Just a few seconds ago she was capable of giving flight to a hot air balloon with her own “hot air balloons.” Selena shrugged it off, assuming that her fart at the door must’ve just cleared out her tank in one go. Fanning her ass before pulling everything back up she made her way out and started her walk back home.

Hours later Arianna scanned her membership card as she waltzed into the locker room. Given the opportunity, Selena and Arianna would happily work out together. But with conflicting schedules, it was hard for Arianna to find time in the mornings to work out with Selena. Either way they’d be working out in different areas. Selena’s goal in working out was to lose and keep weight off. But Arianna’s goal was always to tone and shape. Especially her lower regions. She prided herself in having a nice lifted ass and toned legs, so she’d be off working out in that section of the gym. Still quite removed from the rest of the gym, as those machines were in the furthest corner of the furthest room without any windows. It was still a sizable room though, with a decent echo that could be heard even through footsteps.

Arianna stretched her gym bra over her head and let it snap against her chest with a sharp slap sound. She giggled at the funny sound it made to herself as she pulled down her pants and reached into her backpack. To her surprise, reaching in revealed nothing other than her water bottle. She shuffled her hands around just to be sure but there really was nothing in there. Not wasting a heartbeat, Arianna sighed as she walked over to the grey tote. This wasn’t the first time she’d forgotten her shorts. And it certainly wouldn’t be the last. It was, however, the first time she’d ever seen that bright red pair of shorts. Usually it was the grey pants or blue half torn leggings, but never something so bright and well… red. “Someone must’ve left these behind recently,” Arianna thought to herself as she picked them up and plopped them on. Surely they must’ve been less worn than everything else in there, she thought. Even if they had a very faint but funny smell to them. Similar to her gym bra the shorts snapped on with a sharp PLAP sound and she was on her way to her part of the gym.

It wasn’t long after she started doing her warm up squats that she started to feel a familiar bubbling in her tummy. Not even bothering to check if anyone was there, she bent her knees down and pushed it out.

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It warmed up her ass as it came out both very hot and steamy echoing across the room very faintly as she gently let her weights down to start up some side stretches. But not even those were safe as she let out a short barrage of egg scented farts.

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Ripping a few was nothing new to Arianna while working out, in fact it was more rare that she’d go through a workout session without a single poot. But that was usually only after she’d been going at it for a couple of minutes, giving her bowels time to activate and start setting her ass in motion. This time however her tummy wasted no time in giving the room Arianna’s signature fragrance. No amount of movement was safe from Arianna ripping yet another fart. Trapped inside her shorts, they all had a squelchy sound to them being trapped between her sweaty cheeks and the shorts. And that was a squelchy sound that played over and over again as she stretched and tooted and tooted and stretched. As she prepared herself for the toe touch, Arianna felt a long deep grumble go off in her lower stomach. She knew that the moment she started and held that bend her butt would go off and sing a long long note. In one quick swoop down she reached for her toes and just as she thought the explosion behind her matched the energy she put in.

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“Damn, you’re loud today, aren’t you?” Arianna chuckled as she squeezed her left butt cheek in her hand, using the other to fan away some of the stench (to no avail). Arianna took another long sip from her diluted Apple Vinegar water mix and got back to working out. Most of the girls at the gym knew about her gassy outbursts, so even if there were girls in the space with her they’d know what’s up.  But even as much as Arianna enjoyed letting loose while working out, a few people had tried to get her kicked out for constantly “distrurbing the peace.”

That’s why she started adding Apple Vinegar to her water. While it didn’t stop her flatulence entirely, it certain helped with how often she blasted them out. Or at least, it usually did. But today for whatever reason, it did nothing to stop or even slow down her fart rate. It didn’t do much to deter Arianna from working out, as she just turned on the small fan in the room and tooted her way on over to the glute isolation machine. Pressing her sweaty abs against the padded area, she lifted her leg up into the air and let out a deep bubbly fart.

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The room began to have a smell of rotten cheese, which was odd to Arianna as they’d been out of cheese at home all week. Even at her gassiest her farts were always somewhat close to what she’d been eating that day, so her nose was prepared for some beefy juicy farts. And with each leg lift she let off another bomb in her shorts.

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With every fart that escaped not only did the room stink even worse, but the grumbling in Arianna’s tummy got more and more aggressive. This continued for another 15 minutes until Arianna decided that maybe the machines were pressing her stomach too much and decided that today was going to be a calisthenics day. It went as expected with the first squat, releasing a long hot fart. But the second one caught Arianna off guard.

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What sounded like a normal fart quickly turned into a loud wet shart. Arianna jolted up as she now had a wet slippery feeling between her ass and felt a warm something slowly begin to drip down her leg. Fearing the worst, she quickly grabbed her shit and booked it to the lockers.

By the time she made it, her ass felt completely soaked in her own mess as more loud explosively wet braps forced their way out. Wasting no time grabbing her clothes, Arianna made her way to the stalls, expecting the worst, and pulled down her pants. Much to her confusion, and somewhat relief, there was nothing in her pants. But she was certain that the way she’d been sounding and feeling there had to have been a swamp in her ass. And now all of a sudden she no longer had an urge to rip ass either. Arianna just stood in the stall in pure confusion as she stood there unsure of what to do or how to react. In all of her gas-ridden life she’d never had an encounter quite like this one. She placed her hand on her head to see if she had a fever. And while it felt warm, it wasn’t quite hot enough to be sick. It was more likely than not just the body heat she let off while working out rather than a sign she caught the plague or something. Arianna just ran with the fact that she didn’t shit herself and figured she’d grab some acetaminophen and gas relief at the grocery market. Wasting no time she threw on her clothes, threw the pair of shorts onto the rim of the bin, and made her way out to finish the rest of her day.

Come late afternoon Allison paced her way into the gym. Unlike Arianna and Selena, Allison never really had any “goal” in coming to the gym. For the most part she just jogged around the lap track with the general goal of staying healthy. In combination with her morning walks it led to her living a generally healthy life, and for her that was all she could ask for. Allison made her way into the women’s locker room and started setting her stuff to the side. She took out her gym bra, headband, and water bottle, but was quickly disgusted by a moist feeling in her bag. Much to her dismay she pulled out a pair of sweaty shorts that she quickly recognized as being the pair she’d worked out in just a day or two ago. Allison groaned as she looked around wondering what to do. “How could I forget to grab a clear pair?” Allison defeatedly muttered to herself, “I only fucking sharted last time.”

Looking around the only answer she could seem to find was a large grey tote with the words “Lost/Found/Spares” written on it in grey sharpie. And resting right on the top of the pile of the clothes, as if perfectly set to catch Allison’s eyes was a pair of red gym shorts. Cautious, Allison picked them up and investigated them for a second. Allison was always very skeptical when it came to wearing other people’s clothes. She wasn’t a germaphobe by any means, but she hated the thought of being covered in some strangers' sweat and… who knows what else. But to Allison’s surprise the shorts were completely dry. They even had a faint flowery smell to them as if they’d just been washed or something. But no clothes in the spares had been washed or even so much as touched until the gym decided to throw them away once the bin had gotten too stuffed. “Hmmmm, guess I got lucky today” Allison shrugged as she quickly plopped her shorts on and made way to the race track with her small bag. Normally she’d leave her bag in the locker, but seeing as she only had her clothes in there today, she figured she had nothing to lose. She dropped her bag off at the waiting area and started doing her laps around the lap track. Things were normal at first, as she jogged only breaking a light sweat. Towards the middle of her second lap, she felt a light bubble in her stomach. It wasn’t un-normal for Allison to get some light gas while running, so Allison thought nothing of it as she let out a wet soft fart.

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Allison wiped the sweat from her sweat as she let loose the soft fart, crop dusting that part of the track. As soon as she ripped that one, the next gas bubble popped its way out against her sweaty cheeks.

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“A little gassier than usual” Allison thought as she kept on moving. It was as she started to make her way to close out the second lap, she noticed a small group of two guys and a girl coming in and setting their stuff down. Realizing that they probably would’ve known the gas was her right off the bat if she stuck around, she closed out her lap and clenched her cheeks as she grabbed her backpack. All the while her stomach started fighting to force gas out. Allison kept fighting to force her gas in, a battle that started to slowly seep it’s way out. She fought the urge to fart for what felt like a lifetime as she walked past them and made her way out. As soon as the metal door closed she leaned against the wall and let out a loud fart.

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Allison let out a sigh as she quickly booked away from the spot where she had gassed. She honestly didn’t expect to hold in her gas around them, but she was more than happy that she somehow managed to do it. Her fart stunk to all high hell, but that one fart was better than having been caught farting publicly and having to deal with her explosive nervous gas. As she made her way back to the locker room, she took a look at her pedometer and realized she was a good distance short of her goal. She thought about it and realized that she could get her time in if she just jogged home. The way back home was pretty quiet too, so there was very little chance she was going to give anyone death by fart. And given her absolute stench of what she was still ripping, there was a good chance anyone who she ran across would most likely suffer that fate. Leaving a trail of stench behind her, she kicked her way out of the gym and started power jogging home. With each and every step, she continued to fart walk as she continued her way home. Just as she had hoped, nobody was on the path she was taking home. Bubbles made their way out of her butt like it was a bubble machine.

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Even though her farts were small, they somehow managed to smell worse and worse. It almost made up for the lack of volume how bad they smelled. Finally making her way to the building, she felt a loud grumble as for the first time since the gym she let out a loud fart.

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As if Allison couldn’t get any luckier, nobody was around to hear her explosion. She felt her stomach continue to gurgle as she bolted her way up the stairs. Crop dusting the entire staircase, she made her way back into the apartment. Slamming the door behind her, she wasted no time letting off.

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Allison panted as she smirked, glad that she finally made it back home. All without blowing her cover. Selena was in the kitchen, looking through the fridge for something for something to eat. At this point, Allison coming back home and letting loose of all the worst gas out from her time outside was nothing new to Selena. So the loud farts themself weren’t any cause for concern. “What’s up Alliso-” Selena started as she laid down a tray of fishsticks she made last night on the table. Before she could finish, she looked at Allison and recognized her shorts. “Where’d you get those shorts?” Selena asked with a hint of concern. Allison looked down, and only then realized why Selena was confused. “Oh! I didn’t even realize I still had these on. I took this from the lost and found at the gym. Why?” Allison asked as she spread open her cheek to let out another long fart.

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“I thought you hated wearing sweaty clothes?” Selena inquired as she began to eat. “I do! But for whatever reason these were perfectly dry when I found them.” Allison replied, fanning her butt as she let out a series of small wet toots.

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“Did you get those from the gym?” Arianna asked as she walked into the living room, pointing right at Allison’s shorts. “Yeah, they were dry and everything in the lost and found.” Allison reaffirmed as she repositioned her leg up to her chest as she let out a long silent fart.

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“How were they dry? They never clean the clothes in that bin.” Selena replied in shock, exchanging confused glances with Arianna. “I don’t know, they just… were. Why are you two acting so confused?” Allison said, farting yet again.

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“There’s no way they should be clean. They were drenched with sweat when I put them in there.” Arianna asked puzzled. “Wait, YOU used them too!?” Selena asked as her head perked up. “I had to, I forgot my gym shorts here so I had to use that exact pair. Had the little stain in the corner and everything.” Arianna said looking at them closely. “I wore them too! I brought a dirty pair by mistake” Selena replied. The two then exchanged a slightly grossed out look, realizing that meant Allison had been wearing sweat drenched pants with their sweat on it. Before Allison could make any exclamation of disgust, her butt let off a massive fart for attention.

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The fart, if you could even call it that, was the most wet sounding fart you could imagine. In fact, it sounded more like an intense shart than anything. And that’s how it felt to Allison too, as her face glew red as she covered what she felt to be an incredibly warm, soft, and wet part of her ass. It dripped down her leg slowly, and Allison was embarrassed thinking she had just sharted herself.  “Oh shit I got the runs!” Allison yelled as she bolted towards the bathroom ripping long wet bubbly stinkers with every step she took ringing out against her hand pressing tightly against her loose cannon. Arianna and Selena stared at each other for a second, unsure how to react when they heard a surprised “Wait, what???” from the bathroom. Pants off, Allison exited the bathroom with the shorts in hand. “I’m perfectly clean…” Allison said as she showed her ass to her friends. In fact, her underwear didn’t even have so much as a sweat stain on them. “And you stopped farting too!” Selena said, confused. “Wait wait, the exact same thing happened to me today!” Arianna remembered. “I thought I shat myself but I was perfectly dry. As crazy as it sounds, those pants you’re holding HAVE to be why!”

Selena looked at Arianna, half expecting a punchline to come after. “You’re kidding right?” Selena said, trying to hold back a confused chuckle. “Think about it!” Arianna egged, “What else could just give us that sudden gas burst and make us think we shit ourselves?” There was a pause as Selena thought of an answer. It took her half a minute before she simply responded

“...Allison’s cooking?”

Arianna stuttered, unable to disagree with Selena’s statement while Allison continued to inspect her underwear; not saying anything knowing that Selena’s comment about her cooking was correct.“YOU KNOW WHAT I MEANT!” Arianna yelled as she began to think about where to go next. “So what should we do then? Just trash them?” Selena suggested, breaking the silence. The three thought about it for another minute before Allison broke the silence.

‘I’m not saying it’s possessed by a spirit, but if it is, I don’t want it haunting our house. We fart enough as is in here, we don’t need to haze up the entire building cause an angry spirit wants payback,” They continued to think, not sure where to go from here. While it was an odd situation, and an even weirder justification, the absurdity of the whole situation left them all in a place of uncertainty. While a ghost may not have been likely, there was no other reasoning for them to follow along with.

“You watch a lot of ghost movies Allison!” Selena said, lightly slapping her palm on the table in realization. “How do THEY deal with ghosts?” Allison’s ears perked up at this. She loved talking about her love of the paranormal. She went through a long list of iconic movies and tropes, and even started a brief tangent about replaced actors. After missing the point of the question for about five minutes, she finally hit what they were looking for.

“... and usually what they’d do with a cursed artifact is to return it to whence it came, quelling the spirit and setting it at rest.”

Selena slammed her fist into her open palm after reaching her sudden epiphany. ‘That’s it!” she shouted, “All you have to do is just bring the pants back to the gym…”

“...and put them back in the bin!” the three girls excitedly said in unison. Arianna then looked to the clock to see what time it was, trying to make sure they weren’t closed. Luckily enough, it looked like they still had an hour to drive out, drop it off, and return it. Wasting no time, Allison dropped the shorts into a plastic bag as Selena grabbed her keys. Within minutes they were all packed into the car and on their way to the gym.