By: SellCon2762
Carmen Martinez was concentrating as she looked down the lane toward the ten pins standing in formation at the end. She had her fingers in the holes of her bowling ball as she contemplated her move. A saucy pop soundtrack was playing in the background with the sound of pins being knocked over in other lanes. It was Friday night at this busy establishment in Laredo, Texas and Carmen was having the game of her life! In the background she heard a teenage girl screaming something in Spanish which she recognized as her friend, one of three who were with her that evening. Carmen was about ready to let er rip when she felt something else within her. A stirring sensation had bulldozed its way through her intestines and she felt a nice one ready to come out. With a smile on her face she proceeded to let er rip!
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It was an impressible release, a bubbly sonnet that rumbled through her yoga pants over the course of nearly ten seconds before coming to an end. Feeling that gas bubble passed through her system she did something even more impressive, she rolled the bowling ball straight down the center of the lane and directly at the front pin, knocking down the rest of them in an easy and effortless strike.
“Yeah!” Carmen jumped off the floor and pumped her fists up in the air. The jubilant young woman was abruptly caught up with reality when the smell greeted her nose. Out of nowhere her immediate area had become the epicenter of a miniature aromic disaster. A heated plume of rotten eggs and shit had created an unbearable stench that had already spread its wings behind her to the three friends sitting down at the table, all with their noses buried in their shirts and all reconsidering their friendship status.
“Maldita Carmen!” Andrea, a statuesque high school senior with frizzy black hair, yelled as she found Carmen looking with at her with a gigglish smile.
“Qué mal!” Her other female friend, Selena, proclaimed. She had this long brown hair that ran to her shoulders. She was the shortest of the three but also the thickest of them. Bubbly and full of joy most of the time, she was currently suffering the continuous refuse of Carmen’s fart.
“Where did that come from?!” The third friend, Billy, responded as he tried to put on a brave face from the smell. Despite being the only guy in the group he was no less suspectable to the efforts of Carmen’s toot as the other two girls.
“Sorry…Tengo gases!” Carmen laughed as she fanned the back of her ass. She walked down the two steps toward the seating area where her friends were. The older Martinez teenager had her black hair tied up in a ponytail as she sported a light white-colored T-shirt that constrained around her impressive bust. While not at her mother’s size in breast-size, she still had a healthy set that fit comfortably within a 40 D brassier. More impressive was her tone, oversized buttocks, jiggling with each movement of her body within her grey yoga pants.
“I guess that’s what happens when you eat an entire pizza!”
“Come demasiado!” Selena remarked as she looked over at Andrea, who nodded her head in agreement.
“I do not!” Carmen yelled back.
“Yes you do!” Andrea insisted.
“It’s not like it was that big of a pizza.”
“Eight slices isn’t big enough?” Asked Billy.
“I’m a hungry, growing girl! Leave me alone!” Carmen walked over toward her seat at the table where she took a look up at the video screen showing the latest scores.
“Qué lástima que todo vaya a parar a ese culo!” Andrea responded as she pointed toward Carmen’s seated position. Billy looked a little puzzled as to what they were saying.
“What’s that about?”
“Nothing! But you guys are in trouble if you think you’re going to be catching me tonight!” Carmen made a point of noting the current score. She had just completed her third strike of that set. Six frames in, she had the highest score by far of the others. Billy had been close, but he had only managed to two spares along with a majority of pins on the other rolls. Andrea and Selena had done a little worse.
On an ordinary night, all four of them would have mediocre days, some luck here and there but otherwise they weren’t professional bowlers in any right. They just enjoyed spending some time there after a long week at school and found that they enjoyed it a lot. They’d show up there after Billy and Andrea got off of work at their fast-food restaurant job and the four of them would enjoy some food there while renting out the shoes and getting their game on.
Tonight, Carmen was finding herself on fire as she was doing much better than normal. Ordinarily Billy was the one who had the best scores but tonight he was looking up as Carmen was tearing it up. She couldn’t provide much of an answer as to what was causing it. She gave out a chuckle as Selena came up next to roll.
“Huele mal!” Selena found herself standing in the wake of Carmen’s fart. That strong stench was enough to throw her off as she threw the bowling ball into the gutter on her first try. The next one managed to hit just two pins. She coughed a little as she fanned her nose coming back down.
“It can’t smell that bad up there.” Billy said to himself as he took his turn up on the line. He waited for his maroon-colored bowling ball to come up. Standing there he was forced to take in a nice whiff of what Carmen had done. It was a very meaty stench, once it had time to marinate around where she had been standing. The longer he stood there the more the smell was bearing down on him. His nostrils were flaring as he inhaled more of it. As much as he didn’t want to admit it, it was a very pungent aroma.
As a result, his next roll resulted in a split between the pins. He shook his head as he waited once more for his ball to come around, wafting in more of the stench. Just then he heard it from behind him.
PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrhhhhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrppppppppppppppppppppppttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt!!!!!!!!
A thick, full-loaded bubbly fart was being ripped within the confines of the plastic seat that had the current misfortune of housing Carmen’s bottom. For a cool twelve seconds Carmen was pushing out another insulting-sounding fart, which was going to come packed with a new smell package loaded in. He could hear the two other girls yell back at her.
“Carmen!” He could pick apart the distinct pitches in both Andrea’s and Selena’s voices as they both yelled back at their fellow friend.
“Perdoneme!” Carmen laughed as the two girls found themselves trapped in a increasing fog of smogy, shitty scent.
Billy finally got his ball back and was about to work on some cool hand movement to accomplish the rare task of knocking both pins down. There was a sudden movement on his part as the ball left his fingers, there was a miscalculation, caused by his nose catching wind of what had just been created down there in the seating area. He watched as the ball ran into the gutter, ending his roll before it had a chance to do anything productive. But worse of all, the air quality around him was dropping like a brick!
“Damn!” He looked back at Carmen, who was now sitting back in her seat with her arms stretched out. She could only smile as she looked at Billy’s score change on the screen. He was still the second best but the gap between her and him only widened. Meanwhile, the smell around the four of them took a turn for the worse. Whatever Carmen had been producing, it was a doozy given the consistent and abrasive quality of it.
“What the FUCK is wrong with you!” Selena yelled as she got up from her seat and started fanning the stink back in Carmen’s direction. Andrea stuck it out with her nose back in her shirt but she was clearly not enjoying it. Mixing around the immediate area now was a revolting aroma, a high, eye-watering fume of sulfur and brimstone. Right in Selena’s position a batch of gas had been too strong for her to take in. Breathing it she choked as she realized she was in a position that was too dangerous. Billy approached the three women as Carmen remained smug there in her seat.
“Nothing. I might have lost a few pounds back there….wait a minute….” She started leaning over.
“No!” All three of them shouted back at her.
“Ahh…don’t worry…just messing with you!” Carmen leaned back down in her spot. She loved watching the three of them flinch at her mere movement. Just the threat of her farting was enough to get them all worked up. Only…Carmen wasn’t threatening to fart.
There was an immediate and dire intensification of the smell around the seating area. Carmen had been careful to only let out a little of it, but it was strong enough to burn through her yoga pants with a sheer heat and introduce an element of flatulence severe enough that even Billy could tell a difference in the temperature and humidity. And then the smell hit them like a sack of bricks. It wasn’t just worse than before, it was a lot worse!
A magnificent stench enveloped the four of them as an aromic hurricane unfolded around them. It may have been localized, but it was foul beyond belief! Billy’s eyes were on fire as he tried to inhale what was now hovering around them. It was a shitty aroma first and foremost, certainly the kind you’d associate with a portable toilet at a county fair. It produced an aura of heavy reek that clung to their clothing like cigarette smoke. The aroma also had a radicalized variant of hydrogen sulfide that marked an increased severity in Carmen’s flatulence. Adding to the group’s worries was Martinez’s consumption of a protein shake earlier when she worked out in the school locker room. Mercifully she hadn’t let any out there or else it could have spelled disaster. Now with the pizza roasting inside her stomach she had all the components to produce a truly unique and powerful aroma. The others were now becoming hardened witnesses to the terrors that blossomed out from the sphincter of this bubbly teenager’s spandex-covered ass.
“Mierda!” The two Hispanic girls cried out as they both had to produce some serious distance between Carmen and their precious noses. Billy couldn’t get within four feet of her either. Their entire seating area had been submerged into a mephitic sphere of nauseating influence.
“Estás exagerando!” Carmen yelled as the three of them ran away from there. The bowling game was put on a temporary hold as they sat down in the dining room where they had eaten their food earlier that evening. They sat there for fifteen minutes as they talked back and forth about Carmen and her gas.
“What’s come over her?” Billy asked the other two girls.
“Carmen’s always letting them off like that…it’s just this is a particularly dangerous version of her farting.” Andrea commented.
“Dangerous?”
“We were in a science class last year; she was with another student in lab and let one rip. A big, juicy sounding one, it sounded insane! And then we smelled it….phew! We had just gotten out from lunch. I don’t know what she ate, but it must have messed with her big time. The teacher was kind enough to let us leave after that.”
“Remember when we were hanging out with her over the holidays. We were playing on her PlayStation….” Selena pointed over in Andrea’s direction.
“Oh boy…I forgot all about that. We had Taco Bell for dinner, Carmen made us regret it!”
“That bad?”
“We had to end our game early. You could taste it…I mean…damn….when Carmen becomes nuclear, there’s no stopping her! None!” Andrea’s voice cracked when she tried to emphasis to Billy just how serious it was on that particular evening.
The two high schoolers did value Carmen a lot, they had grown up over the years, going back to middle school. Carmen was usually the one who would defend the other two if someone else got in their way. Someone had once said something unkind to Andrea and Carmen pulled a move on that person that made them straight-up apologize. Selena and Carmen knew each other more through sports and working out. The two would hang out often after school, often with some farting shenanigans from Carmen’s flatulent bottom. That all said, that last silent fart of her’s was a putrefying monster that not even they could contend with.
Back at the scene of the crime, Carmen calmly sat in her seat and waited for the rest of her party to return. She looked up at the score and lamented that she may not be able to finish the game. She was worried they had just gone home, preventing her from finishing what was turning up to be an all-time set for her. Still, she couldn’t blame them, that last fart had been a doozy. It continued to fester around her for minute after minute, hanging on a lot longer than even she had expected. After ten minutes the fart still reeked with an impressive level of volatility. She was getting a little worried that she might actually be approaching gas on the level of her cousin Gabriella or her younger sister Isabella. If Carmen ever reached that kind of gassiness then her friend’s noses would likely be permanently damaged!
Fifteen minutes had passed and Andrea, Selena and Billy had returned. Carmen looked back at the two and smiled.
“Ya era hora!” She looked up as Andrea and Selena’s noses were suddenly assaulted with a renewed surge of profound egginess.
“No!” They both responded as they inhaled more gas.
“Seriously!” Billy fanned the air around him. Sure enough the area right around the table had not seen a drastic improvement in the air quality in a quarter of an hour.
“I haven’t farted since.”
“I think that’s even worse!” Billy gagged as he breathed in another heaping of the lingering smell. The stench had “improved” since she had cut the beast, but apparently not to a level that the others would agree.
“Anyway, we have a game to continue! It’s your turn.” She pointed at Andrea.
“Might as well. I can’t smell as bad up there as it does here!” She looked around and saw that there had been some considerable distance placed between their party and the others in the bowling alley. The thirty-lane alley had only seven groups at that moment, given the hour being close to midnight, but the next groups were four lanes away to the left and five lanes to the right. The group had plenty of space, but Billy was certain that there had been another group only two lanes away mere minutes ago.
Andrea had made it up to the line and sniffed the air around her. It hadn’t improved much, but she wasn’t even sure if she was smelling Carmen’s nuclear SBD or the first fart she ripped up on the line. At this point, anything was possible. Except for her doing well on her two rolls. The first one managed to hit a couple of pins and her second one did a couple more. A very uneventful trip. Now it was Carmen’s turn once more.
“Woman of the hour!” Carmen stood up, leaving behind a plastic seat that had been bombarded with some serious-grade hot female gases. Even a dedicated fart-fetishist would have been horrified by the smell of that seat. It would have made virtually anyone sick to their stomach. Smartly, the other three kept their distance from her seat.
Billy watched as Carmen’s buttocks swayed within her yoga pants. It was difficult for him to comprehend the fact that such a beautiful piece of feminine bottom could produce such a toxic aroma. He was a male through and through and he would have been stupid to not behold the spectacle that was Carmen Martinez’s ass.
She got into a serious stance up there on the line and began to roll the ball. It went down the lane and unlike the last time she only knocked out the pins on the right half of the ten that had been set.
“Ugg!” She cried out as the other three laughed at her, a more half-heartrendingly laugh than anything else.
Carmen made it count the next time though; she was able to angle her roll perfectly so that the left half got knocked down, still netting her ten more points in the game. She stood there for a moment, and then they heard it all come out.
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It was a simple celebratory rippage of wind from her anus. It wasn’t the loudest thing in the world, but it was enough that the others could hear it come out, deflating her stomach slowly as this gnarly-sounding fart belted its way out from her yoga pants-covered ass. She stood there as the pins reset and she allowed for her decent toot to finish its way out. Rubbing her stomach she turned around to see the others already fanning the air around them. A quick inspection of the air made it clear that the severity in her gas’s potency was not waning at all.
“Desagradable!” Selena said as she took in the new resurgence in Carmen’s nauseating odor. The slow and deliberate rippage of her fart had been enough to eek out more of her repugnant aroma. The area around them had once more resembled a bathroom after someone had finished taking a massive shit in it. The way Carmen’s gut was going a bowel movement was probably inevitable, but for now she wasn’t feeling anything other than wind inside her stomach.
“Te toca, Selena!” Carmen said as she went down from her position. Selena shook her head as she got up, wanting to show to them all that she was able to withstand Carmen’s destructive scent and still prevail in the game. She gagged when she got a little closer to the line where Carmen had been standing. There was certainly a proximity factor when it came to Carmen’s toots. If you were anywhere within a couple of feet of the young Martinez’s ass you were going to catch a brutal helping of her anal miasma.
Selena concentrated for a moment with the ball before she let it go. It made a straight shot down the center of the lane; it was looking good. And then it veered to the right, something must have changed and her first roll only knocked over the rightmost two pins. She vented frustration as she waited for her ball to call back. Her next roll had less success, headed straight for the right gutter as she shook her fists in frustration on her way back in. All the while she was forced to wallow in the stench of Carmen’s fart.
“Has vuelto.” Carmen said as Selena was doing her best not to respond to Carmen. Andrea stepped up and fanned the area around her nose as she entered Carmen’s zone.
As smug as ever Carmen sat back in her seat and right on cue she felt another volley of gas ready to go. Not wanting to waste any more time she leaned back and opened up the gap between her two resting legs. What came out next was nothing short of phenomenal!
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Selena and Billy were both taken back by the abruptness of this fart. Unlike that last one, this one had a power with it, a throbbing sound that plumed the seat it was on to produce a real horrifying sounding bass. There was a thickness with this fart, one that was only better punctuated between the rotundness of her rear and the plastic seat she was on. More than that, this one went on for more than fifteen seconds, a hard-pounding fart that could have been heard twenty feet away. Fortunately the people frequenting the bowling alley had lessened in just the past few minutes, so only Carmen’s friends were hearing this. Selena was quick to get up out of her seat, screaming at Carmen.
“Eres malvado!” Selena fanned the air around her as she started to catch the handiwork of this newest fart.
“Huh?” Asked Billy, wondering what Selena told her.
“Es solo gas!” Carmen laughed as she began to take in a whiff of her newest creation. Oh yeah, it was going to be a fabulous-smelling fart. A loaded fart like this was bound to produce a profound aroma. Her nose was being blessed with a hard rotten egg smell, one that burned its way up her nostrils. Even if she was quite used to her own brand there were still times when Carmen would be one to acknowledge her mastery of flatulence. This was one of those times. The smell was being concocted with traces of fecal waste, picking up on something building within her bowels, something solid. On top of all that, there was also that sweet, salty trace of sweat coming from between her buttocks and through her yoga pants. She had worn these pants all day, in class and in the gym and then out bowling, so there was scents that had been trapped all day long. Each outburst of gas pushed out more of these lingering scents to conglomerate with the greater fart smell.
This helped to produce the hallmark of the Carmen Martinez Fart. She had a diet that helped create some of the more smellier versions of gas. She had carried on her mother’s trait for producing some mind-boggling aromas of severe flatulence. Her smells were often too rich for most noses to take in and carried way too much sulfuric fallout for anyone’s comfort. Andrea had her nose buried back in her shirt as Billy was trying his level best to endure the smell. A guy had to do something about it didn’t he? But before long, the overwhelming strength of the fart made it so that they would all have to stew around in the aromic wasteland of Carmen’s digestive process. Billy had no idea if this was Carmen at her worst or not, but the other two girls were a bit more attuned to Carmen’s abilities.
“Apestas!” Andrea called back as she quickly finished her two rolls. She managed to get seven pins down, not the best she’s done that day but far from her worst. Both girls were just not having their kind of game, and with the smell of eggy shit intensifying around them it was hard for them to see their games improving. Billy still had a chance to at least get into second place.
“Enjoy the stink zone back there!” He laughed at Andrea as he took her spot. He paid close attention to Andrea and Selena yelling back and forth with Carmen in Spanish. Andrea was standing right where one would rise up to get onto the bowling floor. Selena kept her distance as well, all three were bickering back and forth but otherwise there was nothing more that can be done. Carmen was gassy and there was nothing any of them could do about it. They just didn’t know yet just how gassy she could be.
Billy’s first roll hit most of his pins, his second one hit the rest. He walked back with ten points added and at least kept his lead over the others. As stepped down Andrea was quick to get up there. Anything to get her away from the seating area that was now resembling more of a gas chamber. Billy moved back toward his seat and sat down as he looked at Carmen, who was looking up at Andrea with a smile on her face. She was feeling it tonight, she could just tell that she was just having a phenomenal game, at least for her standards. Billy looked back as a couple of girls walked past them, fanning the air around them and making noises of disgust. Then they both looked squarely at him.
“Probably blaming me for that.” He said to himself as Andrea finished her set of rolls without much fanfare. Another five pins down, a dismal show for her. It was next Carmen’s turn.
Her big ass got up from the seat and out came another batch of trapped flatulent wind. Billy caught a direct whiff of it and had to recoil for a moment. He was actually becoming more stunned by the second at the strength of this smell. He had smelled farts before surely, from his own family to his own personal outbursts, but Carmen’s wind certainly had a punch to it. It had a more heightened quality to it, a stinkiness that was inhuman, almost unnatural to inhale. It smelled like some kind of fume that had to have been manufactured artificially. In his mind, a smell like this shouldn’t be possible. It was now becoming a more spoiled rot that was making a semi-permanent residence around their table. His head was starting to hurt a bit from the surge in warmth that came to accompany this pungent air.
And the farter’s good luck continued to roll!
“Chuza!”
“En serio?” Andrea shook her head as she watched Carmen roll the ball straight down the center of the lane for another strike. Even Billy was impressed with the work that she was doing. Her score reflected an even wider gap between her and the others.
“Lo siento chicas! Estoy en racha esta noche!” Carmen triumphantly laughed as she got back down, all the while she was silently leaking trapped batches of her foul gas all around. Her dominance was being thrown down and not merely just in her bowling game.
“What’d she say?” Billy asked Selena.
“She’s just rubbing it in our faces!” Selena replied. She got up and tried her best to get a good roll on her first try. But alas it went straight in the gutter.
“El canal…tsk, tsk, tsk.” Carmen shook her head as Selena stepped back down.
“No estaría tan mal si no apestaras el lugar!” Selena snapped back at her.
“Excusas!” Carmen crossed her arms as she stuck her tongue out.
“Your turn champ…if anyone’s gonna beat her tonight, it’s gotta be you.” Andrea patted Billy on the shoulders. He shrugged his shoulders as he stood up.
“Not much hope in that.” Billy was realistic as he stepped up on the line. He grabbed his ball and was about to roll when he heard it.
BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrruuuuuuuuuubbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbuuuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmmmppppppppppppppppppmmmmmmmmmmmbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbpppppppppppbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbtttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt!!!!!!
With her yoga pants-covered ass planted squarely in her seat Carmen pushed out a significantly powerful fart. Andrea and Selena were both looking down at her as the smiling teenager pressed with all her might against the seat. It could not be underestimated just how bassy this fart sounded. The sound rumbled with enough loudness that it was heard by the nearest group to them, now six lanes down from them. The girls were looking at them with disgust as they could tell, the same as the three in Carmen’s group that this was indeed a fart. The deep, pulsating fart went on for another fifteen seconds plus some change, it was a long-winded affair that made an impressive acoustic sound with Carmen’s ass on the seat. Billy, sensing now that Carmen was trying to distract him, got back into the game and was ready to roll the perfect roll, but right when the ball was about to leave his fingers his nose caught a whiff of it.
“Mierda!” Billy yelled as the ball came out and started to roll with a lean to his left. His nose was assaulted by what was coming from Carmen’s direction. Needless to say, her pizza was continuing to pay dividends as Carmen had just birthed her smelliest fart of the night. Andrea and Selena were not happy by this turn of development. Once Billy saw that at least three pins would be knocked over on the left side he looked back and saw Carmen looking straight at him, that smile on her face. And with that the smell grabbed Billy and introduced his nostrils to a chemical composition that burned like incense dipped in a cow’s dung. The smell was extra eggy, extra beefy and extra shitty, it was all the bad stuff and even worse. Andrea and Selena were yelling at Carmen back and forth in Spanish, now their arguments were more rapid, the words slurring as the strength of the aroma was getting to them. Their eyes were watering, their noses were being sheered and their mouths were filling up with a retched, profound tang of feminine flatus.
When his ball was returned he picked it up and aimed as best as he could at the rest of his pins. To his credit he knocked six more of them down, missing just one on the far-right side. He shook his head as he looked at that singular pin. He could have had it too, he felt like it was right there on the first roll, but the smell of Carmen’s continuous flatulence was finally making his thinking go haywire. He turned back and stood there on the other side of the table from Carmen. Sticking his right index finger at her he shouted.
“You need to stop farting!” Billy’s voice was a little louder than it had to be. He kind of wanted everyone around them to know exactly who it was that was generating the smell. She sat there triumphant as she flashed him a wicked little smile.
“Él tiene razón!” Andrea responded.
“Mis gases no pueden ser tan malos!” Carmen placed her right hand over her chest as she looked back at her, acting astonished that they were having a problem with her farts.
“Si! Tu gas es letal!” Selena added as Andrea quickly got up and moved back to her spot on the line. The group that had been closest to them had now left the building and the number of people inside continued to dwindle. What they hadn’t been aware of yet was the fact that Carmen’s gas was certainly spreading around the entire bowling alley. It was gaining strength with each fart she ripped. Her friends’ complaints were certainly warranted.
Andrea’s time at the line was uneventful. She had checked herself out of this game as her mind couldn’t think straight with Carmen ripping ass like she was. Her first roll knocked over some pins on the left side and the second one hit another few. She had two pins left afterwards. She noticeably remained standing there as long as possible so that she wouldn’t have to endure the worst of Carmen’s stink.
Sitting back in his seat, he saw Carmen lean over and let out a quick cheek sneaker of a fart.
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“Carmen?” He looked over at her.
“What?”
“You’re up.” He said as he began to smell a newfound surge of awful egginess. Small as the fart may have been, everything coming out of Carmen’s stomach was reaching a highly toxic level. Selena’s nose remained buried in her shirt as she looked back at her phone. Billy tried his best to sit there as he looked up at the video board above them. They had two frames left and not a moment too soon as the smell of Carmen’s continuous ripping was getting to them. And it wasn’t just the small fart she had left there; it was the trail of farts she was now letting out.
PPhhhpp…..bbbrrriippp…pphhoopp…pphhaarrpp…ppphhaarrpp!!!
Five short bubbly farts pushed their way out as Carmen slowly walked up onto the line. As she stood there she pushed out another series of farts.
PPhhppp…rrroooppp…bbblloorrpp…ppphhaarrpp…pphhhhaarrpppptttttt!!!!!
“Carmen! Qué demonios te pasa?” Selena yelled up as the two of them heard each fart come out of Carmen’s bottom. Still, these were mere babies compared to some of the super loaded stuff she had backed up within her. Nevertheless, each fart carried with it another flume of hot and nauseating gas which was blessing her friends further more. The evening was becoming a harrowing affair as the three were now starting to worry about their lungs capacity to properly ingest this kind of demonic gas.
Carmen rolled the ball down the lane and was about to celebrate another strike when she found the two pins on the far sides standing. Andera and Selena were egging her as they saw her have a rare form of bad luck with her rolls. It took a minute for her to get her ball back but when she did, she was very specific to lean forward to pick up her ball and stick her big booty right in their direction. She held her ass in that position for several seconds, it was hard to exactly guess. She had it there for too long of a time that it would soon be noticeable what was happening.
But before anything could unfold, Carmen produced another wild roll of the ball down the lane. She aimed it toward the pin on the right side, just hoping to hit it and get a score of nine, but somehow that right pin was knocked down just enough to knock the one over on the left as well.
“Joder, sí!” Carmen jumped up in the air as she saw her hit the 7-10 split. She didn’t even realize the rarity of such a feat. Not that her three friends were celebrating much, they all had their noses buried back in their shirts as they began to breathe what was now becoming a very seriously-smelling gas.
Carmen was catching a whiff of what she had done and was taken back as to the strength and power of it. It was another silent but deadly beauty and it was certainly making its way around the seating area where her friends were. The smell was becoming quite alarming as her nose was analyzing what was coming out. In short, it smelled as bad as her shitting her pants. This was an aromic bowel movement with all the nauseating qualities of a toilet full of crap. It stunk of shit and rotten eggs, the smell immediately dominated the larger area around them. Carmen gagged at her own fart. She even had a slight gag reflex as she walked down and into the area of the table. She took a deep breath through her nose, breathing in the toxic fumes and you noticed that she was not immune to the ravishing effects of her stench.
“A veces no soy consciente de mi propia fuerza!” Carmen laughed as she took a moment of her gagging to revel in the accomplishment of her fart. It was a silent but deadly fart on par with her worst. The smell was only improving as the gas molecules burned through the surrounding air particles around them. Her massive SBD was blending with the already retched aromas of her previous farts and this only compounded to improve the toxicity of the air around them.
“Eso es todo! Me voy!” Selena got up from her seat and was about to run off before Carmen grabbed her by the arm.
“No, tenemos que terminar este juego!” Carmen insisted.
“Por qué? Apestas demasiado!” Selena protested.
“Ya casi hemos terminado.”
“Puedes evitar tirarte pedos?” Selena asked.
“Si! Um…yes.”
“Terminemos con esto entonces.” Selena looked over at Andrea, who had her entire head buried underneath her shirt at that point. She gave a thumbs up in agreement.
“My turn now!” Selena quickly marched back up onto the line and was suddenly assaulted with a new surge in Carmen’s gas. Another tidal wave of pent-up fumes had forced its way into her nostrils as there was this elongating of the great storm she was suffering through. Just how much digestive air Carmen’s insides were supplying her with was nothing short of ridiculous, the constant gushing vapors made Selena’s head spin not just from the amount, but also the ferocity. The brutality of her fart’s smell were so intense that she briefly lost her sense of time and place. No different from the fate of Andrea and Billy, she was being devoured by Carmen’s farts, absorbed into their power, all the while she had to do her best to hit this newest frame.
Selena’s first roll was uneventful, as expected she knocked down four pins. And as soon as the ball came back she rolled again and hit another two. At this point she cared little for how this game was going.
Now it was Billy’s turn. He breathed the air around him and certainly gained an appreciation for what Carmen had produced. Around them now there were several people walking away as the music had died down and the sound of balls rolling down their lanes and hitting pins had nearly ceased. He sensed the urgency to wrap up the game as much as possible, but it was impossible for him to ignore the strength of what was coming.
Carmen’s SBD was gaining strength and coverage, it was a thermonuclear deposit of hot female gas and its reach and coverage were without limit so far. It was traveling far and wide around the bowling alley. More and more noses were being burned with its awfulness. It was unfolding into a beautiful atmospheric disaster, one that would have certainly made Carmen’s mother proud of her. Every minute that passed the smell grew into a more formidable opponent for the rest of the human inhabitants of the building. His eyes were watering as he endured the vastness of this massive steamy fart. They were now all engulfed in the thick onslaught of heavy gases. More and more, the air smelled absolutely vile, multiplied by the horrid innards of Carmen’s bowels it was easily her most potent fart yet. There was no corner of the entire bowling alley that wasn’t drenched in the smell that had quietly escaped her pulsating anus. The foul air attacked his lungs, defiling his body to its core. Billy cringed and trembled in pain until felt a sense of courage to carry on.
He took his turn and rolled the first time to hit the pins on the left side and his second turn worked conveniently to his right and knocked the rest of the pins. Despite enduring the brutality of the wake of Carmen’s SBD he was able to score ten points.
“You are sick! That is sick!” Billy came back down as he found himself once more in the eye of Carmen’s gastrointestinal storm complex. The air around them was thick and laden with her eggy and shitty stink. There was no escaping it, the fart was a living, breathing monster of the highest caliber and there was no end to it. In the background, the manger of the bowling alley was already calling the gas company to send someone to investigate the deteriorating in the building’s air quality.
“Último cuadro ahora!” Carmen announced as Andrea was the first to come back up to the line. Andrea’s turn up on the line was quick and painful. She had to endure the clawing stench of Carmen’s backdrop byproduct as she rolled one time and got the ball into the gutter, ending her turn at a merciful end.
Next up was Carmen. She got up from her seat and power walked her way through the seating area as she moved through her cloud of gas. It had been almost five minutes and her fart was losing none of its power. It remained there, heavy and thick, armed and loaded. There was nothing that couldn’t already be said from what was an absolute powerhouse of a fart. One stinker had laid claim over the entire almost-empty bowling alley.
And Carmen wanted to put a punctuation on her night. She grabbed her bright pink bowling ball and placed her fingers in. Standing there at the line, she took her time. Not because she needed to fart, but because she wanted the other three to remain there, gagging and coughing in her stink. Behind her, Andrea was ready to bolt, Selena was now hovering over a small trash can ready to puke and Billy had his nose and mouth buried in his two clasped hands. They could not even begin to believe how bad this night had turned in terms of air quality. It was as if something had literally crawled up Carmen’s ass and died.
When the time was right Carmen executed the most flawless roll of the bowling ball of the night. It was effortless and calm, the sound of the ball rolling down made contact with the pin in the very front and caused a cascade effect that knocked over the rest of them. Another perfect strike. Carmen began to laugh as she saw the pins being collected and reloaded for yet another frame.
“Más oportunidades de jugar a los bolos para mí!” Carmen laughed again as she stood there, looking back at her three decimated friends.
To add more insult to injury, she took a maximum amount of time between each of her two extra frames. Her first roll knocked over six pins, her next one took out the other four. And to send the message home on just how hot of a streak she was, she had one more strike on her final frame! Carmen’s score for that game would be super high, but still not at the vaulted 300 level. Nevertheless she dominated that game like nothing else. She turned back and saw that the strength of her fart STILL hadn’t dissipated in the slightest.
By now the entire bowling alley was fumigated by the pungency of this awesome aroma. This was unlike virtually anything even Carmen was familiar with. She breathed in the glorious stench and found it crazy that it would hang out like this. The fart had only gone on for maybe five seconds; it had burned its way through her yoga pants and fanned out like a wild animal leaving its cage. And the aftermath was certainly an exclamation point on her night. How the fuck had this come out of her? Even she was becoming lightheaded as she breathed in more of her gas. The fart continued to hang tough, the strongest and raunchiest calibration of rotten brimstone and beefy shit that she could have produced.
Carmen’s turn down, she allowed for Selena to head back up to the line. She tried to move as quick as she could but Carmen’s fart had degraded her ability to function properly as her lungs were tiring of breathing in this sick and revolting substance. Still, she got her ball and rolled it into the gutter, ending her game with no fanfare. As she moved back to the seating area the smell finally reached a breaking point for her. She ran to a trash can and threw up the contents of her pizza and cried as the owner of the bowling alley was making his way down to their group, the last one in the entire building.
Billy saw what Selena had gone through and decided it was the easiest way of finishing; he rolled his bowling ball down the gutter entirely and finished his turn just like that. The scores were finalized and they were able to see how they did. Carmen was excellent as expected, Billy was half as good as her and the others were even worse. The video board then asked a question to the group.
“Oh. Queremos jugar a otro juego?!” Carmen laughed as she stood there and looked at both Billy and Andrea.
“No!” The two of them responded. Billy wasn’t sure what Carmen had been asking, but the answer was going to be the same either way. Carmen laughed one more time as she finally moved along and grabbed her purse. Andrea was meeting up with Selena as they were already on their way out. Billy was next to follow as the owner of the bowling alley finally met up with them, a middle-aged man wearing a track suit.
“We’re closing now! I don’t know what happened but I think we might have a gas leak. I’m sorry but I need to ask you to leave.”
“That’s fine….I think it’s making her sick.” Billy pointed over at Selena.
“Lo siento. Me tiré un pedo.” Carmen proudly boasted, hoping that the owner didn’t understand any word of Spanish. Andrea and Selena both shook their heads at their laughing friend. Luckily the owner’s grasp of Spanish wasn’t that good so it went unnoticed.
“Yeah…well…” The owner started to gag once more as another potent eddy of Carmen’s viscous SBD reached his nostrils. The gas was getting him sick as well. He fanned his hand in a way to send the four away.
“That’s fine. We’re leaving.” Billy reassured him as they quickly left their bowling shoes at the rental counter and walked out of the bowling alley. That was when Billy began to realized the absolute scope of Carmen’s fart. Even at the doors leaving the bowling alley there was still a heavy smell of rotten eggs and shit. Carmen was proud as fuck for having created such a monstrosity.
“Oh yeah!” Carmen shouted as the four of them left.
Outside the bowling alley, the four of them were now walking to their cars. The fresh air had finally given them a little of their lives back.
“I can’t believe you did that back there?”
“What? It’s just some gas?”
“Mierda!” Andrea and Selena both yelled back at her.
“Espera un minuto! Tengo algo para ti.” Carmen stopped in her tracks and hiked up her right leg. Everyone was already flinching at what was to come.
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It was dreadfully apparent that the building-clearing SBD had been merely table dressing for a powerhouse of a fart! Out from the seat of Carmen’s yoga pants came the loudest and most thunderous fart of the night. It blew and erupted out from her for more than thirty seconds, a never-ending orchestra of thick, beefy bass that punctuated the air around them. The parking lot had been thankfully empty of anyone else, but the sound coming out was terrifying to behold. The other three looked back at her with stunned expressions on their faces. They couldn’t even think clearly as to why Carmen was doing this. Meanwhile, the Martinez teenager was feeling a huge bubble of gas decompress within her as she cut this bad boy out!
“Ahh...mucho major!” Carmen laughed as she took in a deep breath after pushing that last one out. The rest of the party knew it was time to leave pronto! They ran to their own respective cars as Andrea and Selena yelled more obscenities in Spanish at Carmen, who was more than pleased with her fart. Billy caught a whiff of what came with that fart and he knew that he would not even survive standing around her for any longer if she had more farts like that. The smell of this newest fart was bold and smothering in its toxicity. It was also the clearest sign for Carmen of how much she needed to take a shit. Her friends had entered their cars and were driving away, putting as much distance as possible between them and Carmen’s radioactive rear end.
Meanwhile…Carmen stood there, admiring her creation one more time before heading into her car. Her ass was warm and smelled of pure shit. It had been a fun night but she knew that she probably needed to keep her gassiness down the next time she met up with those three. Still, the group now had a new story they could tell.
The Night Carmen Martinez Nuked a Bowling Alley.