On the Farm
by sandufabur

The sun rose slowly over the plains and hills, the valleys and rivers, and over the small farm that sat at the base of a large grassy hill overlooking fields of grass, trees and nature as far as the eye could see.

The sunlight came into the window and shone into a girls face. She opened her eyes slowly and sat up, stretching. The thin green bedsheet draped down and fell off her 'large' breasts.

"Whoo boy, bright out already" she murmured as she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. She brushed some of her long, messy curly brown hair out of her face, and got out of bed, hopping onto the wooden floor.

Too lazy to to put on a proper pair of clothes, she put on a pair of denim overalls and... Nothing else. As practical as the use of overalls were for people who did work like hers, she had it more because she always thought they looked cool and 'hot'. It came just over her boobs, and she walked downstairs to the kitchen, to have some breakfast.

She loved breakfast a lot. Being a farmer who raised animals as well as tending to vegetables, she got shipments of some of the finished 'products' from both. As sad as it was to wave the animals a final goodbye, she tried her best to give them their best life possible under her care. Which, she did very well.

It was Tuesday, shipment day. She opened up her door to a medium sized parcel on the doorstep. She picked it up and brought it in.

Opening it up, the package contained 3 packages of bacon and ham, 2 medium sized steaks, and 4 chicken breasts, as well a little envelope containing her paycheque. She put the money down on the counter, and eyed the food happily.

She took one pack of bacon and half of a pack of ham, putting the rest away in the fridge. She also took out 3 eggs from a small makeshift carton on the fridges top shelf and shut the fridge door, whistling as she brought all the food to the counter.

"Time to get cookin'!" she cheered happily, pumping her fist in the air. She spent 40 minutes cooking, cooking up the three eggs scrambled, the half pack of ham, and the whole pack of bacon, all 20 pieces. When it was all done she put it all on a large plate, grabbed some cutlery and walked back to the table.

And now, her favourite part, eating the breakfast. She ate ravenously starting off with the eggs, clearing them in no time, before moving on to the ham and bacon at the same time, putting piece after piece into her mouth, and with a full mouth she mumbled 'Sooooo good!'

She swallowed it all and sighed contently, patting her full stomach. She leaned over and groaned, closing an eye, before sighing and returning back to her seated position.

"Awww c'mon, it's never taken this long to get to ya befooooore" she said, as she rubbed her stomach, swirling the loose denim over her tummy.

grrrrooorroooommmpppppppp

Her stomach gurgled loudly. She felt pressure building up inside her, and it began to bubble and rumble.

"There we go! Ya had me worried there wouldn't be gas buddy"

Again, she leaned over, putting a hand on the table.

BRRROROROOOOAOOAAAAAAOOOOROOORORRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP

She smiled as the deep, rumbly blast oozed out from her ass, rippling the loose fabric that hung gently over her butt. For 9 seconds it went on, and when it finished, she slumped back in her chair and pat her stomach gently.

The smell of bad pork and eggs filled the air, and she smiled as she slouched back and sniffed it.

"Heheh" she giggled, "And people say the barn smells bad 'cause of the animals" she laughed.

She stood up and put her plate in the sink, before heading back upstairs, to go put on some proper clothes for the day. She put on a pair of loose fitting white panties and a blue shirt, and then the overall back on top.

Then, she catches a whiff of a bad odour, and smells under her arms. "Whoopsie! Guess I must'a worn this shirt already"

She took off the shirt, and threw it away, not before taking a sniff of the foul smelling fabric. She changed it for a white shirt with a cute pig on it.

She playfully poked the pig on her tummy and went 'oink oink' before giggling to herself. Going down to the front door, she put on her boots, and went out to the barn. Even though it was only pretty early morning, it was already pretty warm out.

The barn was already lively, filled with the sounds of animals oinking, mooing, the like. A gust of warm, rotten air blew in her face, the stench in the barn flooding her nose.

"Woooah, this barn's gonna need a cleanin' once the animals been fed" she fanned her nose gently and walked over to the little shed built into the barn.

She went along, giving pig feed to the pigs, chicken feed to the chickens, and took the cows one by one out to their fenced in area, to roam and eat. She took the pigs to theirs, and once the animals were all set, she cleaned up the barn. The animals had all been set, the barn had been cleaned, and it was already noon.

The barn was now nearly empty, except for the chickens, who walked around in their decently large enclosure. All that work had built up a decent amount of gas, and she wasn't gonna deny it freedom.

PPPLAOOOROROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP

A massive, 10 second long gas explosion burst out into the barn and she put a hand on her stomach and smiled. It was long, bubbly, and extremely loud, the noise of the expulsion echoing off the walls of the barn.

"Welp, at least the barn don't smell like the animals anymore" she smiled.

She sat down in a pile of hay in the corner, sinking into the warm threads. She put her arms behind her head, and crossed her legs.

The familiar meaty stench came into her nose again and she smiled, spreading her legs, and fanning between them up to her nose.

"Followed me over here, didja? Well I ain't complainin'" she said as she crossed her legs again and lay back.

"hhhhmppph...."

ppprrmmmmmmmarrrppppppppprrmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

The fart started off quiet, and then became a warm hum. It squeezed out from between her legs, and she giggled happily as she felt the gas create a pocket of warmth in her overalls.

"A whole 11 seconds, damn..." she mumbled. She happily smelled the air. "Ahhhh... I wouldn't be surprised if I got the worst smellin' farts in the world, heheh"

The same smell of eggs and pork seeped out of her loose overalls and into the air, creating a disgusting cloud which she basked in happily. She lifted a leg up and sniffed the area. "awww dang, it's too hard ta smell up here, I need a better whiff. Ah no, I'm runnin' low. I'll have some more after lunch"

She left the barn, but not before calling back "Sorry for the smell!" to the chickens.

Back inside the house, she got ready for lunch. More eggs, more ham, and this time, she made a large, chicken stirfry, with vegetables like onions, broccoli, and many others. Based on her stomach's tendancies, eating this was a disaster waiting to happen, but that was the way she liked it.

By the time she's done cooking, it's 1 o'clock. She sets down a bowl of the stirfry, the eggs, and the ham, and digs in. She starts off by devouring the eggs and ham. In no time, all that's left is the stir fry. She devours it quickly as well, and immediately, her stomach confirms that 'eating this was a bad idea'.

Her stomach was churning, bubbling, and rumbling. It gurgled loudly before bubbling off. "Ooooh, this's gonna be a nice one! Surely it's gonna stink too"

She undid her overalls and slid them down to her ankles, now sitting in the wooden chair in just her panties and her shirt. She put a hand on her stomach and slouched back.

BBBRRRBROOOOOAAOOOOOOOOOAOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP

As soon as the beastly fart began, she felt a relief so powerful it was indescribable. It was the most wonderful feeling she'd ever felt. By the 6 second mark of the bubbly explosion, the smell reached her nose, and she smiled. The smell smelled of vegetables, like the onions and the broccoli, as well as the eggs and pork. The broccoli and the eggs blended together wonderfully and tingled her nose.

8 seconds in she leaned to the side, spraying the gas out into the room and she clenched her hand into a fist and leaned on the table.

11 seconds in it finally died down. She was laying halfway on the table, her face red from exhaustion, panting, and flopped down onto the floor.

She sniffed loudly and smiled. The smell was incredible. She sat upright and plopped her face down on the chair, the wood unnaturally warm from the gas and the heat of her ass.

She sat crosslegged, in her underwear and a t-shirt, her cheek pressed onto the spot her ass had sat. She sniffed the wood, the scent of the gas relaxing her whole body.

"I need to eat more broccoli... It smells so good..." she murmured happily into the chair.

Until the smell finally faded away, she just sat and smelled it. The gas made her so relaxed it was as if it was giving her a massage, and when all traces of the smell were finally gone, she fell asleep by accident.

Time passed by, until eventually she woke up again.

When she woke up, it was dark out, the stars filled the sky beautifully, and the room was extremely dark.

"Ah, damn, I fell asleep... I guess it's ma own fault for having such nice smellin' gas'

She tiredly pried herself off the floor, and wiped her drool off her cheek, which had built up by accident as she smelled gas she'd let out in her sleep. She walked upstairs to her room groggily, and got under her covers. She pulled of her shirt, and her horrid smelling undergarments, and lay naked under the covers, staring at the stars out the window.

The peaceful silence was broken by a loud fart.

FFFLLAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMRRRRMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP

She smiled and snuggled up in her blanket, as the 7 second long fart rumbled on.

She pat her ass and giggled tiredly. "Thank you very much..." and she fell asleep again.

The sun rose again in the morning, and she opened her eyes. She confusedly looked at her blanket, as she felt unnaturally warm. She lifted up the covers and smelled underneath and smiled. Farting in her sleep. Certain foods'll do that to her, and she loved waking up to a fresh batch of farts under the blanket.

She couldn't help but be thankful for her body. She loved her gas a little... TOO much... But she was never out of it for long.

She threw on her overalls, walked downstairs, and thought about what foods would give her the gas to start her day right.