By: skunkyfarts
Chapter 1: A Protected City
The Stratosphere, 07:00
It had been seven years since The Great Rip, and ever since then, the five girls were an undivided force. There was the fact that they had to be, learning to control such great power in so limited a time was no joke, then there was the responsibility that came with the ‘gift’ of power. Lastly, there was a sisterhood of understanding between them about what life was like. Well, except for her, she never understood what life was like. She always demanded more from the girls, she always reminded them of their imperfections, and she constantly pushed their limits. “Rise and shine, girls!” A loud, explosive fart ripped through the corridors from a swollen green ass that belonged to none other than Domina Foeter, the Goddess of Stench. Since The Great Rip, she had led the group of the Foul Five, San Fransico’s sworn protectors - and frequent tormentors.
Domina: PPPPRRRRRRRTTTT*
The girls were currently in a large technological bubble-shaped structure that floated, well, in the stratosphere, high above the city. From there, they looked down with their advanced equipment and responded to danger, large or small. Hearing the explosive sound followed by the notorious stench of everything foul, the four other girls slowly rose from their beds. First were the identical twins Xia and Vava Zhao. If them looking exactly alike wasn’t enough, they had managed to maintain the same weight and grow to the same height, they liked the same foods and drinks, wore the same clothes, and completely embraced the identity of twins in every way. The next out of bed was Meaza Zulu, a tall African woman who’d migrated to the states when she was only ten years old, now 28 she considered the place her home. She stood an impressive 6”3’ having a muscular frame with some thick curves to go with it, known for her various athletics. The last girl didn’t wake up, well, not until her friends shook her wildly. She poked her head out of her blanket and blinked at everyone for a moment “Wa??”. That was none other than Mel Silva, the adopted sister of Meaza and the professor of Vava and Xia’s various bands.
They each got on their heroing gear and rushed out of the room to find their leader, Domina, standing in the hallway, both hands on her hips, clad in her own gear. She wore a golden crown on her head with emeralds, tight green and black themed spandex, and a noticeable set of backless spandex pants. No reason for the padding when she’d blow them out every time she farted - or so she argued. All of the girls were certain it was so she could show off her massive jiggling ass. The goddess could’ve picked any form, and she chose a green-skinned blue blue-haired 5”9’ big, beautiful woman! “You guys are late by ten seconds” She let out another explosive fart that reeked of everything an ass could output, the dark green haze lingering in the air as she did so. “I expect you guys to get up and ready in five seconds, five seconds is the difference between us identifying the problem and having to rush outta here like a bomb is going off!” She lectured as she farted a second and third time, pacing back and forth.
Domina: *PPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTbbbTT* BRRRRRGGGGGRRZZZZ
PUUUPUUPTPTPT
“It’s not our fault, Domina, it's…” Meaza was speaking up before an actual alarm went off in their technological bunker in the sky. Quickly, they all rushed to the observation room. Meaza let out a silent but deadly fart and dashed with lightning speed. Mel produced a big eggy explosion as she lifted her hands, the gas breaking into three clouds, lifting Vava, Xia, and herself before dashing after Meaza. Domina just sighed and let loose an explosive fart before stepping into it, disappearing.
Meaza:*sssssshhhhhhhzzzzzzz… ttt*
Mel:*Prrrrrrrrurrrutttittttettt*
Domina: BRRAAAPPPPTTT
Now in their dimly lit Observation room, their different green monitors showed the scene. It was a gang war! Two forces had riled each other up on a neighbourhood street and were now shooting it up! The police had sent dispatch, but were very slow in reacting; there were ‘more important matters’ going on! “Alright, folks, we’ve got a standard neutralise and apprehend going on here. Let’s get to it>” Domina spoke out before walking over to a circular airlock. The five girls stood side by side. Domina in the middle, Mel on her left, Meaza on her right, Vava on her far left, and Xia on her far right. This was their standard formation to move out from for special reasons. Domina let out a booming fart, and soon they found themselves on the ground, another large green fart cloud already dispersing as they arrived. Domina’s doing. “Foul Five, Fight!” Domina screamed.
Domina: BBBBBBRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPT
Streets of San Fransico, 07:15
As the gas dispersed, the various men nd women of the two gangs began to cough wildly, the stench of every foul food possible flooding their noses! “Fuck, the Freakish Five are here with their foul farts, ice them so we can get back to work!” The leader of one gang shouted, a strong, burly Latino man with slicked back hair, a wide-brimmed baseball cap, and a slick button-up shirt and slacks. “I agree, for once, these five have to go” A woman spoke out who quickly put on a surgical mask to withstand some of the stench she knew was coming. Unlike Victor, the male leader, Sasha was prepared! Several of her crew were stopped earlier in the year by the five, and she had done some research since then. All fart themed, all empowered, all filthy, and very demanding. The boys were forced to sniff their farts for six months just for holding up a grocery store. The criminal justice system considers it “time served”, years for months, months for days! This was the “return’ the five got for keeping the city safe, and the police looking the other way on other matters.
With their marching orders, the criminals each targeted a different woman with their guns and fired at the same time, thinking a coordinated assault would be best. However, they had miscounted, and only shooting at four, Meaza was nowhere to be seen, her silent fart having covered her. Anyone who had previously held a gun towards her was soon seen choking on what appeared to be thin air until a closer look showed faint white gas. Meaza was then seen popping out and disappearing again and again, punching each opponent in the gutut and sending them flying into a wall. Mel let out a bloated wet fart for a good minute, forcing the gas forward with her hands forming a shield of dark green gas to block the bullets. Each one hits a sponge and just drops to the floor. She followed up by forming the gas into large fists and started to punch at each attacker from a distance. As the guns were aimed at Vava and Xia, the shooters felt a piercing in their ears as they heard a high-pitched squeaky fart zipping out of Vava’s ass. Her ass cheeks are slapping quickly in the process. Meanwhile, Xia let out a wet bassy short blast, and earth rose from the ground, smacking each shooter in the guys! Domina just glared “How dare‽‽‽” she shouted, an explosive blast of gas shooting her up in the air, out of the way of the shots, before she released another of the same gas blasts in the air, her legs pulled to her chest directing her fat green cheeks at them, the gas flooded over them and mass choking was heard.
Meaza: zzzzzzzhhhhhhooosshhh
Mel: GUUUUUUPHHHHHUBB
Vava: SSSzzzzIIIIII…TTTT
Xia:*BBRRPPPPPPPBB*
Domina: *BRRAAAAAAAPTT* BRAAAAAAAPPPTTTPTPTPT
In the commotion, the female leader, Sasha, and the male leader, Victor, had hidden away, Sasha having pulled him down and speaking up ,“Yo, I’m texting my big guns, I suggest you do the same. These bitchs are nasty, and way too strong for guns!” Sasha spoke up before passing him an extra surgical mask. They both hid behind a car as they waited. Several of the men and women who were left have covered their noses with their shirts, literally pulling them off and tying them around their faces for some protection. One girl took her water bottle and poured it over her shirt before applying it, just hoping to add an extra filter to all of these gases. There was a mixture of yellows and greens everywhere; it was fucking disgusting! Seeing that bullets were of no use, the horde picked a target and rushed it.
The ladies used the opportunity to practice some close-quarters skills, not that blowing these pathetic underpowered people away wasn’t an option. Mel pulled her fartfists back towards her person and used them to guard and attack like her own fists, just allowing them to float by her side. She had been practising boxing over the years to get better at this exact situation. Her battle went well, taking about ten minutes to dispatch five men and one woman. The coverings they had seemed slightly effective; each one got three or four shots to the face before they fell down, coughing up a storm and throwing off their coverings to breathe better, only to choke harder and pass out. Domina just glared at each of them, slapping her ass menacingly before they just turned and ran away in a fearful state, not wanting anything like that explosion again! Their bosses made sure to label them traitors as best they could while hiding, sending messages all around and waiting for backup. No one wanted more green glute gas, it seemed.
Meaza had tricked several charging people into her fart cloud. Once inside, they had one sniff to attack, and then the funk's effects would happen. Meaza made sure to dodge the first ten blows before having all ten trapped in her realm. Once in her silent fart cloud, you could hear nothing, and no one could hear you. You could only see what was in the fart cloud, and Meaza herself had to show herself as she was invisible in her own gas. Meaza was also empowered while she released gas. Just farting made her superfast, inside her own cloud, she was super strong and neigh invincible. Many saw her flash in and out of perception, punches to the back of the head, a round house kick, and pulling a man down to the ground with a reverse armbar, silently farting in his face on the way down, making him see his last for a while.
Meaza: *zzzhhhhhhhhooooouuuuuoooouuussssst* sshhhooooooozzzz
The Twins just smirked, seeing them come, taking a moment to interlock hands and look at each other. “Wanna…” Vava started off “...share?” Xia finished “Sure!” They both shouted in joy. Right as the ten men came close, each twin jumped in the air and bumped the sides of their butts together. Xia let out a short bassy blast that rattled the ground, shaking it and making each attacker feel wobbly. Vava let out a short burst of high-pitched fury that made the attacker's ears bleed. Now disoriente,d the girls went around and crotch shotted the men, and drop-kicked each woman in their chest. Using each other like gymnastics partners to get the job done much faster.
Xia: BUUUURGGGGGGGUGGGUGGGP
Vava: ZZZZZZZZZTTTTT
Everything looked good and clear, well, except for the fart clouds that hung over the neighbourhood and the distant sounds of coughs and gags in the houses, but they would live, with the distance they had from the epicentre of these farts, they weren’t in any real danger, just discomfort, nothing to worry about. Their lives were saved, their neighbourhood spared damage! Then the sound of someone's sound speaker went off in the distance, then a revving powerful engine could be heard. “Subwoofer, make them stop” Domina said as she walked forward angrily, her ass cheeks wobbling with each step. Xia, whose codename was Subwoofer, put her ass to the ground and looked over her shoulder at where the car was coming in, it’s headlights barely visible through the fart clouds. Next, the ground rattled with a small directional earthquake before the car started to shake and fall to pieces bit by bit. Out came a burly-looking woman covered in a gas mask and an exosuit.
“The namesJuggette, no relation, and ya’ll vile bitches gotta go. I’m tired of my town reeking of farts after you ‘save it’ from ‘evil’, you guys are what's evil around here! No one can fucking breathe” The two bosses took this time to leave. Things were about to get heated after all! Juggette started running towards the five, her thick helmet on, as the sound of her thunderous steps that tore up the road could be heard. Domina tried one of her explosive farts, but the woman just kept coming. Xia and Vava tried their same combo of treble and bass, but to no effect; the helmet was sound-isolated. Mel stood as the last line to stop her before she made contact with the group, throwing out fart fist after fart fist, letting her eggy blasts be directed right at the colossal, unstoppable woman. However, Juggette just ploughed through them unaffected. Due to the gas mask, she wasn’t affected by the sensory deprivation of Meaza, but the woman did uncloak herself right in front and used all of her superstrength to grapple with Juggette, and the two were at a standstill, digging both of their feet into the road down to the rebar. “Damn, she’s strong,” Domina muttered.
Domina: TRRRRRRRRROUTOUTOUTTT
Vava: ZZZZZZSSSSSSSEEEEEEET
XIa: BUUUUUUUUUURRRRGGGGPPPT
Mel: BRBRRBRRRPPPPTTTTRRRRRUT
Meaza: sshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhheeeeeeeeeeiiiiiiiitttiiiiittt
Meaza held her own for four minutes as the two exchanged bows. Her friends on the outside tried everything they could think of to help. Domina let out her own nasty fart cloud and went in, starting to womanhandle Juggette as well, now having two melee combatants. Mel used her fatfists to try and power the melmet off. Vava was building up a powerful ultrasonic fart, hoping to take down the behemoth if the helmet had even a crack. Xia was trying to root the woman deep in the earth with her infrasonic farts, but the powerful monster would just muscle her way out! Seconds later, and Domina was swung into Meazra, and the two went flying, hitting Mel straight on. “You cannot beat me, little stink bugs, I’ll squash you as you deserve and purge the world of your odour!”
Domina:*BuuBBBuuuRRRRpTppTpppppT*
Xia: UUUUUURRRRRPTppppTTTuuurrruuuuurrrBPPT…BRAP
The battle raged for another thirty minutes before Domina spoke up, “Tactical retreat, we’ve gotta prepare for her!” She lifted her leg high into the air and, with one explosive fart, all of the battered girls were transported back to The Stratosphere. Only five lower-level gang members were there, passed out on their floor. Each girl woozily stood to their feet, except for Domina, who was sweating profusely and looked angry.
The Stratosphere, 09:00
“That only happened because we weren’t fully prepared, and I’m not at my true strength. If I had access to my full power, if this stupid realm could handle that, this Juggette would be dust blowing in the vile breeze of…” She was cut off by Meaza “But you don’t, do you, all mighty Goddess. You’re stuck recovering those powers down here, after unwillingly giving us part of your powers. Look, you said it, we weren’t prepared, if we were, I’d kick that girl's ass. Or Mel would’ve taken her helmet off. Or Xia could’ve done a fart of such magnitude we’d rock her body into jello. I say we just stay fueled up, and prepared, go into high alert, and when we see them next, get them!” Meaza stated as if she were somehow the second leader. Mel, the actual second in command, spoke up. “Tell you what, Domina, you interrogate the hostages, we’ll go take care of school life, meet back in the afternoon and see what we can get going.” Everyone liked the sound of that, especially Domina, and they all dispersed. Mel, known as Stinkfist in costume, got changed into her normal teacher's attire. A brown, black jacket with black slacks and a chocolate brown top with sequins. Xia and Vava, Subwoofer and Smelly Shriek, respectively, decided today was a great day to wear a modern-throwback. Outfits that looked like a Shenyi, with shorter sleeves and a shorter length to allow for more mobility. They always enjoyed pressing the boundaries of tying traditional with modern vibes. Then there was Meaza, who wore blue jeans and a halter top showing off her pristine Athena-esque form. They each got into a stealth jet, set to autopilot, and once close enough to campus were teleported into bathroom stalls across the campus, the twins together, Mel in a faculty area, and Meaza in the locker room, ready for their day.
Meanwhile, in The Stratosphere, Domina still donned her costume. A domino mask covering her face, her crown on her head, and her black and green outfit all ready to go. She had used her farts like a chain and dragged them to the lowest sections of the dungeon. There coughs and begging could be heard, “How much longer am I in here for? It was just once, I swear I won’t do it again, can’t you let me go?”, “I think I deserve good behaviour, I’ve only listened to you and done whatever you said, no matter how disgusting. Please let me go. It’s only a twelve-year sentence; it’s been ten months, what’s two more months?” All of these pleas came around adjacent cells. Domina stood in a dimly lit cell that seemed ‘fresh’. Each criminal, two boys and three girls, was bound to a large floating white table. It looked like a mad scientist's slab from a sci-fi! She spat on the ground, “Fucking weakness”, before walking past each of them, releasing an explosive fart that sounded so nasty it was sure to have debris.
Domina: BBBBBBBBBBBEEEEERRRUUUURREEERRUUURRRRRP
The stench floated around each person before Domina snapped her fingers, and it all shot up their noses at once! Each person awoke with a coughing fit that lasted several minutes.
“ COUGH Oh god it still reeks, COUGH, Wait.. COUGH... where are w*COUGH*e. Wh*COUGH*at happ*COUGH,COUGH,COUGH*ened?” A woman tried to choke out, struggling each time she dared open her mouth, and was absolutely tongue-tied when she tried to breathe. All of her fam stared at Domina’s green, glorious ass as she spoke to them. “In case you haven’t heard, my name is Do…” She paused, remembering what her friends said about not revealing herself as a deity. “Empress Effvluvium, this is my dungeon, you’re my prisoners, these are my farts, and you’ll be smelling them.” She directed before spreading her ass cheeks and letting another fart explode, only with her cheeks apart, the sound was much sharper, and they were each sprayed with debris that melted their clothes away!.
Domina: EEEEEEERRRRRUUEEEEEUUURRRREEEE
Each of them began coughing again, unable to speak or ask what she may want as the glorious green one walked through her own stench harmlessly before planting her ass against a woman's face. “It looks like you care about your appearance enough, care less.” She instructed her before squeezing her cheeks around the sides of her face, her nose inches from Domina’s moist anus. The Green Goddess pushed gas blast after rancid gas blast into the woman's face. Her large cheeks muffling her screams to the point that they couldn’t be heard over the blasts, and in the silence, they only sounded like mousy squeaks. This didn’t stop the woman from trying to free herself, her body rattling and rocking against the shackles that kept her to the table. Soon, the flat surface rotated so that it lay horizontally, whereas it had once held the victim upside down vertically. Now, Empress Effluvium could sit her grand gassy glutes down properly. As she rocked her ass back and forth, the woman's face slowly disappeared in it until just her hair was hanging out and free. Then the woman relaxed back, the table curving so that the woman's body was bent into a chair shape, with her face being the seat. “Ahh, this is a good time. Now, just look on and see what’s going to happen to you.” She stated to the others .
Domina: PHAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUGGHHHHHHHUUTTUUUAAAGGGHHHTTAAAT
“Just taking my godly winds after godly winds. And no, I won’t let you pass out, that’s well within my current power. And no, I won’t let you die, that’s also well within my power. And no, I won’t make this humanly bearable; deal with it, that too is within my power. And no, I won’t let you breathe even a little untainted air; every speck of it has my juicy farts laced into it. Now thank me!” She stated, eyes glowing purple as the other four spoke up, “Thank you, Empress Effluvium for letting us bask in your grace” Each of them started a coughing fit afterwards, unable to believe what they were just forced to say. She smirked, jiggling her ass around on the woman's face again before blasting it once more. The woman was crying in between blasts, but each time it happened, despite doing her best not to shout or breathe, the blonde-haired criminal would hawler and kick and flail, consuming so much air. No oen could blame her as the intense heat of the gas, the rancid nuclear-like debris, and foul juices began to coat her and coat her.
Domina: AAAAUUUUUGGAUUUUPHAAUTTTTPHTTTPHTTTTTHHHH