Allison's Library Gas (Pt. 2)

Allison’s ass rested comfortably in the bright blue bean bag chair. The walls surrounding her  were painted with light fluffy clouds and balloons while the floor was covered in a thick rug with a cutely decorated map of a small town from a bird's eye view. Most people would never set foot in this kind of room after turning 13 unless they had a child of their own. Yet you could reliably find Allison in this tucked away room of the library every other day reading whatever caught her attention on the library shelves. Turning the page of her latest horror book of the week, she felt a similar turn in her stomach.

Grrrrrrbbbllll

Just as quickly as she turned to the next page, her stomach turned with a short gurgle to let her know she needed to fart. Without breaking focus from her book, she gently lifted her left ass cheek and carelessly let one out.

Ppppppfffttttt

Short and airy, the smell bounced off of the beanbag and quickly made its way around the room. Normally Allison would never dare risk a fart like that in a public space. She didn’t even think to see if her fart would make a noise or not. But that was the beauty of the Children’s Play Area. It was tucked away in the furthest corner of the first floor of the library. You had to know it was there to even get into it. As if that wasn’t enough for Allison, the room was also extremely well soundproofed. While this was clearly intended to keep the noise of loud playful children away from the quiet library environment, it also served the dual purpose of hiding any stray farts Allison ripped so she could focus solely on reading instead of having to spread her attention to making sure she didn’t get caught farting.

And after the incident with Mr. Rockerman, the previous librarian who got fired, his replacement  Mrs. Shelcone was sure to be extremely kind to Allison. Mrs. Shelcone even encouraged her to use the space, making sure not to invite other people into the room if she knew Allison was there. The icing on the cake of it all was no matter how bad Allison farted in there, nobody would ever assume anything of the stench. Kids naturally do tend to make messes and stink up places. As long as she didn’t have a nervous gas explosion in there, she could fart as much as she needed to without any issue. Not like Mrs. Shelcone would accuse Allison of anything anyways, seeing as how well the last time someone accused Allison of something went. All of these factors led to a space where Allison felt nearly as comfortable farting there as she did at home.

And fart she sure did. She leaned back into the beanbag as she got to a particularly steamy moment in the horror story, Allison eagerly bit her lip as she read the book in her head,

“But what if it finally catches us? Shirley asked him, whispering into his ear. Babe, if we die here, I’d die doing what I love… you. Now, before the light finds us, Don said as he stroked his hand from her waist all the way down to her ass in one slow seductive movement, ``Can we have that special honeymoon pleasure… one last time?”

Completely distracted by her own arousal, Allison let a few rather large farts escape her own ass.

PPPPBBBBLLLLOOOORRRPPPPPPTTTT

PlortplorpploooorrrppppTTT

SPPPPRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTT

psssshhHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Loud and bubbly. Silently but deadly. Wet yet quiet. Her ass was all over the place in terms of fart consistency in those short few pages she read there. But picturing herself in those sexual scenarios made Allison completely oblivious to the unholy wrath beneath her. Instead she simply took another swig of her apple vinegar tea. The natural degasser would completely peter out the winds in the sails of most gassy asses. But to Allison this was like holding up a screen door to a hurricane.

pfffffffFFFFFfffffffffffffssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhPPPTTTTT

Another warm steaming fart let itself out of her without Allison even noticing it, now that things were getting incredibly spicy.

“...she sat down on the corner of the bed obediently as he put her there from his arms. She watched his eyes eagerly, willing to do whatever he wanted to make her do. Slowly… Don held her arms upwards and laid her body against the bed.”

Despite being surrounded by a cloud of her own toxic gas, nothing else existed to her besides the jet black text on the page to contrast her colorful fantasies. By this point Allison had even begun to subtly and unconsciously follow Shirley's movements, leaning back slowly into her chair as if Don was pushing Allison back himself.

“Shirley let off a soft moan as he placed himself over her. She knew exactly where he was about to take her and his slow but precise movements only made her want it more. Don let his hands slowly work its way from Shirley’s arms down to her barren supple breasts. He toyed with them for a few seconds, jiggling them back and forth before again smoothly riding his hands further down to her waist when he quickly but firmly filled his hands with her ass and squeezed on it like he was trying to crush it.”

Allison also mimicked this movement, squeezing her own ass with one hand while holding the book in the other. But Allison’s loss of focus along with her sudden attack on her own ass surprised it enough to let off a nuclear level catastrophe. ‘

BBBBBRRRRRRRPPPPllLSLLSSSSPPPpPPPooOORRRRRRRrrRRooouuuMMMppPPPrrRRRR…

Allison’s face quickly grew red as she finally felt the power of her own fart for herself as it rumbled into her hand. Realizing her mistake she quickly pinched her legs together, forcing the gas shut for long enough to let her get the rest out in a controlled manner.

Pppppsssshhhhhttt!

Having contained the situation, Allison sighed a breath of relief as she grabbed her books and placed them back into her bag. “I …think I’m better off saving you for when I get back home,” Allison said with a dirty chuckle. She walked out to the door, taking a quick peek down the hall to see if anyone was approaching her. As per usual though, the hallways were emptied. Closing the door one last time, she leaned against it and pressed her ass outwards to get one last blast out before she went home.

pppfffftttt