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The Interrogation It all began late on a Saturday afternoon at the Topanga Plaza shopping mall in the western end of Los Angeles’ San Fernando Valley. A 16-year old teenage girl sat by herself in the mall’s food court, watching the socializing go on around her. She was not one to make friends that easily and at the current moment none of them were with her, still she was a teenager and she wanted to be at the mall. At her table in front of her was a tray with three empty wrappers once containing bean burritos. A large Styrofoam bowl also lay bared, once containing refried beans and a beverage cup was empty as well. The 5’10 girl wore a white shirt that was a size too small for her, allowing her healthy C cup breasts to press outwards for all the guys to gawk at. Her lower body was even better, two firm and expansive buttocks pressed against a pair of blue jeans that were stressed out as far as possible. Her light brown hair was arranged into a ponytail with a pink ribbon holding it up. The aftermath of that Mexican meal was quickly snaking its way through her digestive tract. She knew what was coming but at this point didn’t care. The only shame was that no one was going to realize what was going to hit them before it was too late. She sat there for another minute or so, waiting for the build up to reach a maximum point, her stomach protruding out slightly to the point that she was loaded with gas. When she felt ready she began to lean over in her seat. Gritting her teeth and looking out in a random direction. She began to fart. BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR….. Relaxed and at peace with herself, the girl farted out a monster-sized bomb out of her quivering butt and out came a sound and smell that beyond belief for what I would have expected from a young girl like herself. Her chair was shaking as the fart produced a force wave that was strong enough to vibrate the nearby seating area with a powerful shaking that almost heralded back to the time the mall was struck by the Northridge earthquake. Anyone present there in the food court was a witness to the most awe-inspiring display of sphincter pyrotechnics ever in their lives. The look on the farter’s face sold it, it was built up relief, this had been waiting to make its grand entrance into the mall. It quickly picked up in tenor and volume as the sound grew to nearly roar out from within her tight blue jeans. The fart raged on with the power of a small hurricane between her legs as those in her vicinity were knocked away with the staunch geyser of pungent gas that was produce a super dense cloud of putrid gas. The girl had no idea that her fart was going to be this powerful, she was meaning to just let loose a small fart that would have probably just stunk up the food court, but her fart was roaring at a feverish pitch to such intensity that the court stunk very proudly of her nasty ass gas in just ten seconds flat, and her fart was only beginning. ….RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBB….. As the fart continued to erupt she raised her left foot off the ground a little as she felt the blast continue. By this point there was no stopping it, it was a full-ahead fart of intense power that got louder and louder, taking out all the remaining sounds in the mall and merging it with its demonic roar. She was releasing an atomic fart and with glee too. The look on her face was orgasmic; her eyes were rolling as she ripped more and more. It ceased to be a bubbly explosion and became more of a dirty blast of air so forceful that there was a hole slowly being burned in her underwear by the powerful winds from the fart. There was such a loud and deep bubbling noise from all the gas that kept on pouring out from her tight blue jeans and white underwear. She started laughing to herself as she felt the intense heat and horrific stench pouring out from her vast butt and stinking up the food court. Scores of people within that food court were knocked out by the sheer ghastliness of the stink from this 16-year old’s plank-splitting butt thunder. The force of that sudden expulsion of foul smelling air that was filling the entire shopping mall with some blinding methane and a harsh dosage of sulfur. The ungodly smell hung in the food court like a poisonous gas. After a full minute, her fart had finally begun to subside. But when it was going it was going, it had produced the bassiest tone heard by either girl, uttering a long musical note like a foghorn, an incredibly long foghorn. The girl felt relieve unlike anything else before in her life, this was the kind of fart she normally had to bottle up, she was gassy and showing it off. The fart was going on for nearly one minute and thirty seconds as the 16-year old brown-haired teen continued to press forward. Wave after wave of her nasty gas was filling up the shopping mall, it was a catastrophic fart the likes no one had ever experienced, all produced with a teenage girl’s stomach. Much to everyone’s horror, the entire mall was filling up to the brim with the wretched stench of her built up gas. She had held in her gas for only an hour or so but it was enough to fill her colon with the rotten gas that she had to release. A rotten aroma of stinky garbage and skunks plus eggs and broccoli began was produced on a steroids-like level to create a fog of deadly ass vapors that stunk up every square inch of the large shopping center. There was no way to describe the coverage of the release of this bomb; it was a stink bomb that had no comparison, released with the thick and atrocious odor out from her rear end. She could feel her underwear nearly melt from the potent heat of the gas and plumes of her thick and deadly green gas. The foghorn-like noise of the fart finally subsided to finish off about 15 seconds worth of a more quiet but pungent burst of foul gas that represented the last of her fart, almost one minute and 45 seconds worth of the nastiest flatulence to have ever been released by a human, floating about the entirety of the Topanga Plaza. “Whew!” The girl said with relief as a big smile took her face. In her euphoria over releasing such a masterpiece she had no idea that her fart had caused so much destruction. Her friends were knocked out cold, as were everyone else in the food court. As the last of her fart’s reverberations throughout the shopping mall were heard the previous noise level had gone away as the sound of people laughing and talking was silenced. Only the sound of the mall’s music system could be heard, one of the songs from the Backstreet Boys whom the girl was a fan of. She looked around with a little more of a worried look when she realized this wasn’t a prank; people were really knocked out by the force of her fart. The sulfuric stench of her gas was now taking hold of her nostrils and making her quite queasy as she had to quickly get up and walk around to avoid her headache from getting worse. The smell was out of this world, no human noise had ever been a witness to something so strong. It was a fart smell alright, but this was in a league of its own. It would have been similar to letting loose a leak of natural gas through every ventilation system in the mall for an entire day, filling the mall to the brim with a vicious smelling aroma of burning brimstone and fecal waste, condensing in a greenish-hue fog that made the mall appear more like the scene after a zombie apocalypse. The girl had no idea what she had just created, it was a big fart alright, but it shouldn’t have been even that big. She was proud and scared at the same time. Unbeknownst to her, there was a larger commotion outside the mall. Scores of shoppers had made it to the exits and were now waiting for police and ambulances to come over to the mall. It took a few minutes but the news of the fart to reach them but after ten minutes of the fart the police had already created a perimeter around the mall while the witnesses told stories of an explosion and a rather atrocious odor filling the mall. Paramedics were dispatched to start going after the victims, likely up to 200 of them were lying unconscious on the floors of the shopping complex while the Los Angeles Police Department were coming up with their next move. The 16-year old female farter who had created this gaseous bomb from the pits of hell had gone back to her seat in the food court where she viewed the rest of her friends’ food. She went on to eat some of that stuff for a few more minutes before getting up and heading toward one of the clothing stores. News was slowly coming in about what had taken place and it was taking some time for the first responders to get further into the heart of the shopping mall, giving the girl time to frequent some of the stores to look around a bit, she did go to the mall with the intent of shopping after all. A SWAT team was sent walking through the mall in order to search for any signs of what had happened. At the same time, the girl was standing next to some clothing racks in one of the smaller stores in the mall. She was looking at a pair of designer jeans, trying to find something to hug her large caboose. As she looked she felt another grumbling sensation in her stomach, more gas bubbling up within her. Since she assumed that she had the mall to herself, she decided to go ahead and break some wind, what she wasn’t expecting was breaking the glass wall to the store. The fart was tuba-like in its sound, that and very loud, almost supersonic in its tenor. It was a bombing noise that had quickly grabbed the attention of a couple of SWAT officers as they made it toward the store. The roaring loud fart rattled the clothing racks around the girl as the glass wall that separated the mall from the store was vibrating slightly from the hum of the fart before it was shattered when that fart’s powerful blast picked up in intensity, shattering the window into millions of pieces as the SWAT officers thought that the terrorist was setting off another bomb. Running over they were about to pull their guns out and begin firing when the smell got to them, it was stronger than the ever-present eggy aroma that had filled the entire mall. The smell of decaying animals, garbage, onions, beans and rotten eggs all merged to produce a foul smell that flowed out of the store like a special effect in a movie, a cloud of green gas that accompanied the bomb-like noise that was finishing off, nearly 40 seconds worth of pure grade A girl fart. The officers were looking out toward the teen, who looked back at them giggling as she looked back in shock over the effect of the window, but she knew that the smell was going to knock them out. Their lungs were burning as they tried to inhale this corrosive smell. Their eyes watered and they began coughing up a fit before they called for backup, describing the assailant. Even the girl was starting to get a little burn on her ass crack as she felt the steamy gas burn up her little hairs along her nether regions; it was a burning fart straight from the pits of hell. It was part bomb and part stink bomb and it even made her regret eating those refried beans in the food court now. Stepping around the officers, who were wheezing on the ground, near collapse into a state of blackness, they asked her how she was able to do that. “I guess I’m gassy…..” Another fart rocked out of her ass, producing a small force field like cloud of gas that traveled down the hallway, spewing out more of her toxic green gas into the corridor. Sighing to herself she started walking down the hallway, with the cloud of ghastly flatus hanging around the seat of her blue jeans, amazing herself that she was still even alive to smell these raw farts. The coverage of this gas was unbelievable, that last fart alone was strong enough that she could have stunk up her entire school with it, and the previous two farts could empty out a city block or two, she was gassy beyond a doubt. But the rest of the SWAT team were around to meet her as she walked back toward the center of the shopping mall. Blocking off her way out of the mall the girl felt her gas tank empty for the time being. Sighing again with disbelief, rifles were pointed at her as the police were ready to find out what exactly this girl knew about what was going on at the mall. Outside the mall, the head officer in charge of the situation was watching as a black Huey military helicopter made its way toward a vacated region of the parking lot. Landing on the asphalt the officer, dressed out in tactical gear, placed his right hand over his forehead to block out the sunlight as he waited to see who would step out. With the door opened he saw a woman step down from the helicopter, wearing a black dress suit and a pair of black tactical sweatpants, or something to that effect. The woman had a curvy figure, slick, raven-black hair, and healthy pair of breasts bordering on a D-cup. And behind her was a rather spectacular ass, enough to get the gaze of some of the officers as the asscheeks rose up and down with each footstep. Her hair was wavy heading down past her shoulders as she wore a pair of sunglasses to keep the glare of the bright afternoon sun away from her eyes. On top of her head was a black baseball cap with the number “26” stitched in white lettering. She approached the officer with a sultry walk, finally arriving at the head officer’s positon. “What’s up?” The woman asked the man with a distinct Chicano accent. “Welcome to the Valley Agent Lopez.” The officer said as she extended his hand to shake hers, welcoming her to this unique situation. “Good to see you again Efren, Parker said that this was something unique?” Agent Lopez said as the two began along the hot blacktop toward one of the entry points into the shopping complex. She looked around at the dozen ambulances that were busy with people, including triages set up under makeshift tents as workers tried to get some of the shoppers back up on their feet, the ones who weren’t critical enough to be sent to the hospital. “You could say that, we are told that you specialize in unique situations.” Efren said as they neared the doors into the shopping mall. Another officer handed over a gas mask to Lopez, who took it. “Is this necessary?” Lopez asked. “The smell inside the mall makes it necessary.” “Chemical attack?” “Not exactly.” Efran said as they walked into the mall. It was deserted to say the least, all of the victims had been taken out of the shopping center with only the ambient music being played in the background to provide any kind of noise, that and the smell, Lopez’s nostrils were quickly honed into the aroma. “This smells like something more biological, some kind of gas leak?” Lopez asked. “No. Witnesses report an explosion, rumbling throughout the mall. It sounded like….a fart.” “That’s ridiculous, this cannot be a fart, you said it was from the food court, we aren’t anywhere close to that.” “I know, that’s how far the smell traveled.” Efren with a tone that certainly made Lopez worry herself a bit. She held onto the gas mask as Efren kept his for a little bit. It was halfway between the food court and the front entrance when he finally relented to the strong sulfuric odor and threw his mask on. She did notice the rawness of the smell getting stronger as they neared the food court. After discussing the situation a little bit more they arrived at the scene of the crime, the pinpointed location of Ground Zero, where the girl was seated when she farted. “No doubt, this smell is obviously gas, produced of a natural variety.” Agent Lopez said as she looked at the seat, which looked like it was still structurally sound despite the beating it must have taken to handle this teen girl’s fart. “We believe she was seated here, recently discovered security footage confirms it as well, she sat here, leaned over and farted. One fart, one gigantic fart blasted out for one minute and 48 seconds, according to the time stamp on the video.” Efran said as Agent Lopez continued to examine the area, leaning down toward the chair to get a whiff of the strongest part of the fart. She didn’t get real close to the chair and even after nearly an hour of time passing since the fart had been released it was strong enough to nearly make her throw up. The air smelled like manure, some kind of gas collected by cow dung in a factory farm, left to simmer and stew in a rich environment. She was intrigued now, curious to know about the person who released something like that. Still it was hard for her to believe that anyone could fart something so vile it created all this damage. The fart wasn’t your garden-variety fart, it was well beyond that, it was a super-charged fart that had to be produced with someone with a serious digestive defect at the very least. Miss Lopez had to meet her. Efran took her into the mall’s security office where the girl was now sitting. “As you wish. We want you to question her, ask her what happened and why she did it.” “Which is where my expertise comes in. But what if she was just gassy, had an upset stomach, all those beans from her meal earlier must have done something to her. I could only imagine, all that gas bubbling up within her, she probably was just feeling gassy like the rest of us, we all fart after all.” “But not at that strength, that is medically impossible.” “A theory which has been proven wrong in the past hour. If she was just naturally gassy and had to release the pressure in her stomach, I can’t see what she could be charged with, it’s not a crime.” “Miss Lopez with all due respect, no one can be that gassy. She must have had help; perhaps an accomplice who loaded her up with some sort of non-natural chemical to help made the gas stronger.” “Ha! That’s a crock of shit, but I’ll just have to see for myself.” “We aren’t interested in making arrests, but we need to know the truth. Give us that and she walks free tonight.” Efren said as they arrived in the hallway that lead toward a makeshift interrogation room, which was a conference table with a few chairs around it. There was a police officer outside of the office keeping guard, Efran relieved him. “Agent Lopez will take over, if you need me just contact me on your radio, we’ll keep the office under guard.” “Thanks hun for the concern, but I think I can handle a teenage girl, been one myself you know.” She said with a sassy grin on her face as Efren nodded his head and wished her luck. Lopez waited for them to clear the hallway before she opened up the door and entered the makeshift interrogation room. She closed the door and went quickly turned her body around, giving the girl a backside view of her curvaceous body. She pressed her hands up against the wall and curved her back with her ass sticking out even more, giving the teenager something to look at, and then she gave her something to hear and smell as well. To say that the 16-year old was surprised by the sound of the fart coming out of Agent Lopez’s backside was an understatement, it was the biggest fart she had ever heard from anyone not named herself. Agent Lopez was practically moaning as she pushed out a fart of great depth and thick juiciness. For over 30 seconds one could hear the room vibrate slightly to an extremely bassy butt blast that bellowed out of her sweat pant-covered behind. But then came the smell, giving the 16-year old something strong to take a whiff of. There was something about this mixture that produced a diabolical stench that should be classified a biological weapon. The fart bubbled its way through her spandex pants as a wave of hot and nasty gas filled both of their nasal passages, quickly emptying the girl’s mind with the lethal vapors that emerged from the officer’s behind. It was a burning hot wind that filled up the room with a stink that could offend. Agent Lopez began laughing as she waved the back of her pants, spewing out of that nasty gas around the room. “Excuse me…..where are my manners?” “Agent Lopez said turning around as she saw the girl sitting in the chair, actively sniffing the air and admitting that the fart was foul-smelling. “Not bad…for a small fart.” The girl said crossing her arms, her inquisitive nature of Lopez’s fart soon turned to that of defiance as she grew a smile on her face. “A small fart….no miss, that was a huge fart, I had been holding that in for a while….I think that burrito was doing something for me, but let me continue…” Agent Lopez said as she took out a vanilla envelope that had been given to her with the suspect’s information, already archived by the agency. “No….let me continue…” The girl said as she raised her ass a bit over the chair before cutting her own rancid release of blastful gas. The poor girl’s chair had no idea what was being inflicted upon it as the walls of the room shook. Green smog-like clouds of gas began to blow out from the underside of the teen’s body as she released her ungodly gas upon the room, surprising Agent Lopez. The commanding blasts had rattled the floor beneath her seat, shaking it with the force of a 3 or 4 pointer on the Richter scale and sounded like a pure bomb of stink as it started its inception throughout the room, replacing the already foul-smelling air inside with an even stronger surge of her own pure funk. Agent Lopez had her mouth open in disbelief as the teen girl was pushing a fart that made her recent outburst seem rather insignificant. The fart smelt heavily of Mexican food and cheese and created a light green cloud of smog-like gas that flowed out of her ass and all throughout the room, spreading her stink to every corner of the room. The fart went on for almost a full minute as the flatulence was already living up to its insane levels of potency. “Now that’s a huge fart…..well not really, but huge to you I’d bet.” The girl said with a smart-aleck like smirk on her face. Agent Lopez was stunned after the teen girl had finished her gaseous explosion of gas. Green fog hung over the room, easily covering up anything that the agent had just released. Agent Lopez’s fart was massive beyond belief, it could have stunk up many rooms in a house, it was large and gassy. And this 16-year old had just released a fart that shunned it into a diminished status. The fart echoed and roared with a kind of power that impressed Lopez more than anything else, she was being schooled by her suspect and for a brief moment she was overwhelmed by the fact that she was in for a challenge today. But Agent Lopez loved challenges. “At least it would seem that I have the right person. What’s your story?” Agent Lopez grabbed a seat and sat there at the table as the girl looked back at her, a bit shocked that the agent wasn’t just leaving. Part of her was hoping that Lopez would just walk away from being overwhelmed by the smell. “I fart a lot….A WHOLE LOT.” The girl said with a quick giggle. “So I’ve gathered. But you didn’t answer my question, what is the story of you, of your life?” “What’s it to you?” “Miss, I have seen a lot of bad people in my life, a lot of people who are utterly worthless pieces of shit, people who have no remorse in what they are doing. They kill, they steal, they have no regard for human life. You are not that. So I need to ascertain why you did what you did?” Agent Lopez explained, trying to give off the persona of a concerned mother. “It’s not a crime to fart, I’m sure you get away with it yourself.” “But I also work with highly trained people who are used to torture, or at least training to torture, smelling my farts comes off easier to them than smelling one of yours….and to say bluntly, yours are far stronger.” The girl gave a slasher-like smile as she nodded her head in acknowledgement that the agent was accepting her as the gassier of the two. “How does it feel to be bested?” The girl asked. “Bested. That last fart was the largest release of human wind I’ve ever witnessed. Smelling your handiwork in the mall has peaked my curiosity. How could someone, especially someone like you even be able to produce that.” “With relative ease I’m afraid. I fart like that all the time.” She said with another handful of giggles. “All the time. How many times a day?” “Probably 60, on a weak day, a hundred on my stronger days. Half of them are about as bad as what you’ve heard a minute ago and stink just as bad…tell me, did you enjoy the smell?” The girl asked, waving her hand around as she made her point for the agent to breathe in the brutal vapors of her fart. The air was heavy and thick and the stench was continuing to maintain its ghastly presence. Agent Lopez decided she’d bite. “I’ve smelled bean farts before…..” Lopez said before leaning over and cutting out another violent ripper of bubbles and beefy blasts into her own seat. “Smell that kid….that’s a bean fart. You can smell it in there, black beans and red beans, all mixed up in a soft tortilla wrapping. That glass of milk I had earlier has helped to ferment that stuff as well. Whoa! That’s brutal!” Lopez said as she took in her first whiff of the fart. Both her and the girl were overwhelmed as Miss Lopez’s fart covered the room easily with a moderately putrid aroma. The fart’s stink was powerful indeed, nearly strong enough to peel the paint off the walls at the raunchy intensity. Even the girl was pinching her nose as the agent continued laughing, taking in deep breaths of the fart as she wiggled her ass against the chair. “No kidding, that was stronger than I was even expecting.” The girl said as the agent finished off her laughter, surprised to see that her suspect was actually agreeing with her. “Bad smell huh?” “That was a bad smell….almost bad enough to beat one of my small….” The girl began talking but was interrupted by Lopez, who wanted to continue their conversation before the girl conjured up another fart of her own, but it was already too late and the 16-year old brown-haired girl was already leaning over to her right as the room began shaking again. Agent Lopez had dropped for a fart that was beyond belief, but the girl had countered with something that was honestly mind-boggling, a fart that was as putrid as anything that had ever wafted out of her ass. Green smoggy haze began to fill up the room as the girl continued to rip out of her jeans a loud fart that was akin to watching Michelangelo work on a masterpiece, she was a professional. As Miss Lopez was finding out, smelling one of this kid’s farts was everything one could ask for in smelling a beautifully foul-smelling fart and much more, to her farts one had to be truly prepared for its power and majesty. The likely one-minute long thunderous eruption of flatulence was her worst in quite some time; it produced a scorching hot wind that caused the insides of her panties to become humid from the sheer heat the fart was producing. The agent could tell from the look on her face, even if she were laughing her ass off as her nose was in overload, suffering from this raunchy beast as it had come too soon after her own stink bomb. The seat of the girl’s pants had to be scorching hot with deadly gas as it turned all sorts of green and filled the room to incredible lengths. It was a thick cloud of noxious gas that quickly filled up the entire security center of the mall. “Damn I’m good!” The girl cried out as she finished ripping out her fart, a final ten-second long blast of gas that added even more of her ungodly green stink into the air around the office. Agent Lopez was left in awe for the moment as she continued smelling this insidious fart. The aroma was beyond comparison. Her farts may have smelled like the worst thing in the world, but this girl’s farts, they might as well have been the worst in the universe. The smell filling up that room should have been enough to either knock the both of them out or at least force them to another room but Agent Lopez was doing something quite unexpected to the teen girl; she was adapting to the smell and surviving. “Yes you are. Now why did you fart there in the mall?” Lopez, almost not paying the incredible stink any attention pressed on with her questioning. “Fart in the mall? Don’t you see how happy I feel after having farted right there.” She said, refereeing to her overall happiness over her last fart. The fog of dreadful gas was paling the air quality to the point that the room was quickly becoming unbreathable for anyone not named these two women. “Happy over having farted, or over proving yourself to me?” Asked Agent Lopez. “Both. I’m happy to have farted, and I’m happy to prove myself the dominate farter over you.” The girl said with a cocky sound to her voice. “I doubt it. We both knew that you were better when I walked in, there was nothing to prove.” “That’s why you farted then, right…nothing to prove?” “I farted because I needed the relief.” “And I did too.” “In a shopping mall with hundreds of people. Most people use the bathroom if they have to do that.” “What are you getting at?” “I’m establishing a motive. Why a girl like you, who looks rather sweet, would release a fart that could stink up an entire mall and send dozens of people to the hospital.” “You don’t know that I’m a sweet girl…and we haven’t established that me farting in a mall is a crime.” The girl crossed her arms as she leaned over and farted once more. The ten-second release was tiny by her standards and at the moment it seemed that she was just puttering out a last ditch fart to end a storm of gas that had brewed within her. As such, the fart added little to the smell already hovering over the room. Agent Lopez took a quick look at the girl’s biological information, that her high school had on her, before she continued her reasoning. “You are a sweet girl. Troublemakers wouldn’t give a damn about their grades, you do.” “Troublemakers do get into trouble though; perhaps you haven’t seen my conduct reports yet?” “Farting in class isn’t a crime in school is it?” “School would seem to disagree with you ma’am.” “Perhaps the size of your outbursts would explain the conduct reports. Still, I don’t see anything about clearing out the school.” “I’ve been considering it.” “But you haven’t done it.” “Your point being?” “You can hold restraint.” “Meaning?” “It means that you decided to fart today on your own, you could have held it in, but you went ahead with it. You seek attention.” “You’re really wowing me with these deductions Sherlock.” The girl said as she leaned over and ripped another modest 20-second long fart. “It was easy to figure out hun. You are not one to make friends I gather?” Agent Lopez continued. “Who would want to be a friend to me?” Asked the girl. “I could.” “No offense ma’am, but I’m not sure I want a cop for a friend.” “Agent.” Agent Lopez insisted, “…I’m not a cop anymore.” “Whatever. Who do you work with?” “An agency known as Section 26.” “Never heard of them.” “We deal with a variety of things that the government wants from us. Sometimes we are secret agents, sometimes cops, sometimes soldiers, other times we are investigators, such as today.” “Must be a slow day if investigating me farting is considered noteworthy.” “It is to me. You fart like nothing else!” “Of course I do. My farts stink worse than anyone else’s!” “Have you been able to prove it?” “What? No, I don’t need to prove them, my farts are the worst!” The girl insisted with another laugh as Agent Lopez decided on shifting the topic to another issue. “So what does a girl like you do in her spare time?” “Fart around, watch TV, read….I love reading actually.” “You love to read, I imagine it’s easier to read and not be around anyone.” “My room constantly stinks, I’m farting left and right all the time, I just like to get a nice book and read while on my stomach, blasting out big fart after big fart.” “That’s a cool image, farting away as you read. What kind of books do you read?” “All sorts of things I guess, some academic, trying to figure out what the hell is wrong with me, but a lot of fiction too. I just finished up reading this one new book, ever heard of Harry Potter?” “No. I don’t get an opportunity to read too many books though.” “Not surprising, it’s a new book out of England, about a boy who is a wizard. He attends this school with a couple of his friends. And the bad guy killed his parents when he was younger and is out to get him again so the boy is a bit of a celebrity.” “Sounds like the kind of story my daughter might enjoy.” “You have a daughter?” “She’s five.” “Does she fart like you?” “You kidding, she’s horrible! I mean, she can cut some rather large ones for a kid her size. I remember seeing her sit down with a couple of kids playing in a daycare center a while back ago. They’re just playing with some blocks and what not and all of the sudden she cuts one, I mean this thing was deep, pushing into the ground for about ten seconds, I couldn’t believe it. Then she started laughing as the other kids were pinching their noses, screaming about how gross that was. And the smell was rather strong, I couldn’t have been prouder.” Agent Lopez said as she beamed with pride a little bit. And almost on cue she leaned over herself and farted again into her seat. Almost 15 seconds worth of gas blew out of the agent’s spandex pants. This was as bassy and eruptive of a fart as they came. Out of her ass came forth the most disgusting of farts she had cut yet. The stench was beyond comprehensive, but in short it smelled of burning tires, garbage and rotten eggs mixed in with a shit ton of sweat. At least by her standards, it was pungent enough that both she and the girl were pinching their noses. The fart came out in a concentrated orchestra of bubbles that popped back and forth, producing a wet tone that made the agent laugh over her creation and give the girl something else to whiff. Sure she could have overcome that fart smell in a cinch, but she was holding it in for the moment, allowing for her own gas to fester up into something diabolical. “Not bad ma’am….not bad.” The girl said as she actually had to notice the strong aroma of the fart. “You’re being modest. So, do you have any good farting stories from school?” “Too many. My farts are notorious to say the least. They stopped serving beans for lunch for a reason. My farts after eating too many beans….well I think you know what those are like. If I can empty out one of the largest malls in the area with a plate of beans, a school’s even smaller.” “Sounds cool. What are you like around Thanksgiving?” “Bad….really bad. Actually, my cousins think it’s kind of cool, see Kay cut a nasty ass bomb that rattles on for over a minute, they think it’s the coolest thing ever, until they get a whiff of it, then they hate me for the next hour. I usually step outside to fart but when I do it in the house, let’s just say the adults aren’t happy.” “You’ve gotten into trouble then for farting?” “Of course. Which is a shame….” “Because you are not one to cause trouble.” “Exactly. But the time outs have given me time to read up.” “All that alone time has given you an outlet to read. I can’t say that’s a bad thing, too many kids are not reading these days. They’re too busy watching the TV, or playing video games, soon I think that computers are going to keep them occupied too much.” “You aren’t a reader though ma’am.” “No, but I love the outdoors. Me and my husband will go camping, we even take our daughter. I love the outdoors, getting the fresh air, which also helps clear out some of my more smelly emissions. But reading’s a good outlet too. Going out helps you appreciate the larger picture of the world around you, reading helps you understand it through the words of other people. Understanding….that could be the key to your problem.” “Understanding?” “Understanding your problem. You have a farting problem, correct? What have doctors said about it?” “Not much. I get medicine and stuff like that, we’ve even seen a specialist, but no one has been able to provide a clear answer.” “Not surprising. Your condition seems to be something on a whole different level. But you read about your condition, or about some of the components about it.” “I do, but the knowledge doesn’t really exist there. There is no baseline for that kind of study.” “Yes there is….and I’m looking at her.” Agent Lopez concluded as she pointed at the girl, who sat there for a moment to think over what the woman had just said to her. A moment of catharsis was coming over the two of them. To Agent Lopez, she was finding out some neat things about this super-flatulent female, topics that were interesting to her and her daughter. To the girl, she was talking with someone for the first time in her life about her farts in a way that didn’t seem to weirded out. Everyone else usually just complained about the farts and only complained, Agent Lopez was thinking of solutions that might ultimately shape the young girl’s life. “Me? You think I am the answer to my own problem?” “What do you want to do with your life?” “Beats the hell out of me, but I bet you are on to something.” “You should become an expert, an expert in farting.” “Sure. You do want to cure your affliction don’t ya?” “I never said that.” “Yes you do.” “You are so sure about that aren’t you?” “I would. There are times I wish I wouldn’t have to cut a big one. There are missions in which I have to be really quiet and a big fart is brewing inside. I can’t let out though, not to let the enemy know that I’m there.” Agent Lopez said. “Do you come across many enemies in your job?” The girl asked. “Plenty. Both my husband and I come across some real bad guys. And if you don’t want them to know where you are you have to stop the farting.” “But what if you could use the fart to your advantage, knock them out with that gas of yours.” The girl suggested. “With my gas I’m not sure….yours on the other hand, it’s possible.” “So you offering me a job?” “In the future perhaps, you do have to be 18 to work with Section 26 however.” “What kind of room is in there for a farting person. Someone who uses their farts as a weapon.” “Instead of gassing out an entire shopping mall?” “It would be a better use of my skills wouldn’t it?” “I would say so…..” Agent Lopez began speaking just as the girl was leaning over with another strong fart from her bottom. The girl’s chair shook once more as this fart came out with a lot of power, not wavering at all. The fart went on for almost 35 seconds, nothing but pure gassy funk that filled the room with another wave of her stink. More green fog filled up the room, dimming out the lights a little bit as Agent Lopez was transfixed on the fart. The roaring sound was much bassier than her worst farts, it was all done with little effort and as a mere afterthought for the teen girl. What the agent was not showing was that she was starting to actively enjoy the scene. More of her own stink filled the room as the girl was quick to wave her hands around, laughing as she complimented the former cop on her stink. It wasn’t the worst aroma in the world, but it was higher in toxicity than most in the world. Agent Lopez’s eyes began to burn for real, literally burning from the hot gas that poured out of this teen’s ass as this fart erupted out of her jean-covered behind. “Sorry about that, I thought I was all out.” The girl said with a laugh. “You just can’t stop farting, can you?” Agent Lopez asked. “Hell no. I’m loaded.” “Tell me, do you think your farts are going to get worse at you get older?” “I couldn’t tell you. No doctor has been able to determine anything about me.” “So your farts could get even bigger, even smellier, even stronger than right now.” Agent Lopez asked, with a slight shift in the tone of her voice. Less of it being concern and more curiosity over the very prospect. The girl played into that and told her what she wanted to hear. “Oh yes. I expect my farts to get worse. Smellier, longer, stronger. I should be able to fart more and more….why do you ask?” “It’s an interesting thought, the idea of a girl’s farts become larger over time.” “Agent Lopez…how is the interrogation going?” He asked. “It’s fine, she’s not guilty, give me a few more minutes and we should be finished. Lopez out.” The agent said as she put the walkie-talkie down on the table. “I’m not guilty, but I farted in the mall back there.” “Yeah, but you’re not a bad person, just a little misunderstood.” “Aren’t you afraid that you might be letting a bad person out.” “What would I charge you with, farting’s not a crime.” “No it isn’t….how about liking a fart?” Kaysi asked as Agent Lopez had to think over her suggestion. If there’s one thing Agent Lopez was, it was tough. She fought and won many times before when presented with a good challenge and Kaysi was a challenge, but she had to think it over exactly how she would challenge herself. She thought she’d be able to win with a war on words, or by getting a confession out of her, but all of that was past her. Smelling the remnants of Kaysi’s fart, it was all coming to her, she had to test herself and she knew the ultimate test. Kaysi was practically giving it to her too, how she could tell was beyond Agent Lopez’s guess, but the short answer was that she was always looking for someone who was interested in her farts and this Section 26 agent had finally taken the bate. “There’s no crime in liking a fart.” Agent Lopez went on. “Even my farts?” “Especially your farts….could I ask you something miss, you don’t have to go along with it, but I have to know.” “What’s that?” Kaysi asked, fluttering her eyelashes as Agent Lopez had to think long and hard for her next response. But the challenge was too great to ignore, she wanted to know. “Can I smell one of your farts, you real ones, the big ones?” “Can you handle it?” “I believe so. I’m tougher than I may come out to be, but smelling one of your farts at point blank will let me know how tough I am.” “Okay tough girl, but I have to warn you, I feel one as big as the one I cut in the fart earlier.” Kaysi said with her smile getting bigger, she was actually going to get this agent to smell one of her farts. “Give me your worst.” Agent Lopez insisted as Kaysi got up onto the table and laid her body down. The 16-year old couldn’t believe the course of events taking place but wanted to see if she could indeed deliver something monstrous. Kaysi rested on her stomach on top of the light table as her feet dangled off one of the edges, the gurgling noises in her stomach was reaching an apex. She was quite slim up top but with broad hips such that when she held her legs together, there was still a very defined gap between her upper thighs enhanced her lower body. The tightness of her jeans in her crotch area only served to emphasize her "camel-toe” outline. It might as well have been two volleyball-shaped asscheeks encased in tight blue denim; Agent Lopez was getting a bit aroused over the idea. She hovered her head over Kaysi’s buttocks and received the command to head down and press her nose up against her ass. Just as she asked this, she asked the agent one more thing. “Before I do this….are you still okay with this?” “Yes, give it to me.” “Okay then….take a whiff of this….” And on cue Kaysi began to fart. Kaysi said that she was holding in some prime gas and she wasn’t kidding. Agent Lopez, a seasoned agent of Section 26 had been through many situations that required her to be tough. She had undergone training to deal with these situations, but she had never experienced this before. Smelling a Kaysi fart up close and personal was completely different from anything else. Her nose was buried in Kaysi’s crack, she felt wrong for this, but she was too curious to find out exactly what she was in for. Kaysi was letting out a full fart here, a powerhouse in flatulence the likes had never been heard before. Agent Lopez’s nose and ears were going through sensory overload as the fart began; it was a long droning eruption. As comical as all your standard fart jokes, it pushed out with a kind of wet deepness that made it as erotic of a fart sound as ever. It began with a sputtering explosion of gas that spread its first deep wave of gastric stink into the agent’s face before revving up into a powerful vibration that created a sound strong enough to shake the walls of the room; this is want the agent wanted to experience. As the whole thing was testing for Agent Lopez, it was liberating for Kaysi. Never had she been asked to cut loose a fart of extraordinary strength for the sake of just farting. She was happy to let one for the sake of someone wanting to witness it. She felt the grown woman’s nose up her jeans as she continued to fart, after starting out with the explosion she just kept it going, farting on and on and on for what seemed to be forever. Kaysi’s fart was incredible; it was strong enough to shake the walls of the interrogation room to nearly the force of a 5.0 earthquake. Everything hummed with power as Agent Lopez shifted her stance to keep her nose peered deep inside the girl’s buttocks, taking in everything that she was given. The chemical nature of the fart made it nearly impossible to inhale, there was too much of the hydrogen sulfide present, Kaysi’s unique ability to produce a top-notch aroma was becoming all-too-familiar with Agent Lopez. Even though she had eaten what was a large meal of Mexican, but not an extremely large meal, she as producing a kind of aroma that put the smelliest places in the world to shame. One of Agent Lopez’s missions in the past had her infiltrate a sewer which was used as a base of operations for a gang in San Francisco. She had to cope with the smell of that place for hours as they investigated. Kaysi’s fart smell was nearly twice as strong and all coming out of one asshole. It was still in vapor form but she was pushing loose a batch of wet eggy gas that would have caused anyone to pass out instantly from smelling it. She was pushing out an incredibly dense, humid and poisonous fog, and this was a loud fart. The fart created huge columns of brown gas that blinded Agent Lopez for a moment as she was a little frightened as she had never seen a girl do something like this never seen a sight like this before. Despite that, she was staying awake through the fart, which to her was less about the sound and more about the smell; the longer it went the more the smell encompassed everything. Kaysi was laughing her ass off as she had to pinch her own nose from the toxic gas she was releasing. Well past a minute and she still felt the gas come out of her. As far as she was concerned, this was her best fart ever and Agent Lopez had front row seats to it. The fart continued and to Agent Lopez this was turning into a test for survival. That was her nature. Ever since joining the San Francisco police academy did she want to push herself harder. Her family had grown up in poverty, former farm workers who lived out in the San Joaquin Valley. Agent Lopez knew that this wasn’t the life she wanted, she wanted excitement, she wanted a challenge, she wanted something more. Joining the police and later on Section 26 she got just that and right here in this interrogation room she was being given a challenge unlike any before. Agent Lopez had smelled many farts, usually from herself, but this one was surpassing them all. The room was turning into a murky mess of brown and green gas that was floating around the room in a variety of air currents that all seemed to come out from the edges of Agent Lopez’s face, which was still pressed up against Kaysi’s jeans. She was breathing in the fumes of this girl’s raunchy egg wet gigantic fart, a fart so ridiculous in size and stink that Agent Lopez had believed that she was dreaming. And just as if she couldn’t be pushed any more she felt Kaysi’s buttocks tense up even more as she began to reach a point where her fart was coming out at its maximum output, a full blast of gas that raised the stakes even more for what was about 30 seconds of the grand finale of all farts! Agent Lopez lost it here, the fart bombed out, the pressure was the highest, her face was red from having to endure the greatest sphincter output ever from a human body. How someone could fart like this was beyond her. She was really hoping now that her own daughter couldn’t fart to this degree, a fart like this out of her could probably kill her. How she wasn’t being killed right now was a bit surprising, but not by much, she was a tough woman after all, the fart was pushing the two-minute mark and she continued huffing in the putrid stink, replacing all the oxygen in her own body with the richness of Kaysi’s eggy smell. Sewers were smelling more and more like botanical gardens compared to what Kaysi was pushing out. How this 16-year old was releasing a bomb like this was perplexing, but Agent Lopez wanted to smell it. For those last few seconds, she was in a state of mind unlike anything before. She was at peace with herself. The incredible fart carried her to such a fierce pitch of arousal that her head swam deliriously as if he would fall faint any second. But instead, her body instinctually set to continued smelling her divine ass, taking in every last bit of fart. She was at peace, comfortable. The fear and shame was gone, and he no longer cared about how bad the fart would be. She had found nirvana. And then the fart ended. Kaysi was done pushing out her massive stink bomb; she looked back, expecting Agent Lopez to be out. The older woman should have been out, she should have been on the floor, passed out from such a ghastly creation, she should have been near death or in a coma, but she wasn’t. It took her 15 seconds to get her nose out of Kaysi’s ass, but she finally raised her head up slightly as she inhaled the last remnants of Kaysi’s fart, she as a changed woman. On the table the girl still laid there for another minute as the last bits of her gigantic fart oozed out very slowly. A smile was on her face, proud of having created yet another beauty. And Agent Lopez, she didn’t say a word for almost a full minute, her mind still spinning from the effect the fart had on her. Kaysi was finally a little worried about the effects of her fart on Agent Lopez and tried shaking her a little bit to get her to snap out of her funk. It seemed to work as the Hispanic woman’s eyes finally started flickering back on and off. She inhaled the fouled air around the room and looked over at Kaysi with a smile, a smile of appreciation. But Kaysi was the one who needed the air; she asked if they could leave the room. Agent Lopez consented and the two made their way past the slumped over bodies in the hallway corridor as they finally made it out to one of the mall’s corridors. The eerie quiet scene was back, now that the music was turned off. The air still stunk of Kaysi’s gas, but the effect was very diminished, Agent Lopez was slowly getting out of her daze. Kaysi had to ask. “How are you feeling?” “Like a new woman….you may never understand just how strong that was.” The agent said as the two walked beside each other. “Must have been something, I’ve never seen anyone remain awake after a fart like that, that was a giant, even for me.” “I hope so. But this fresh air is helping me too.” “I’m glad to hear it. Sorry about that fart.” “Don’t be. It was a privilege to smell it. You’re alright Kaysi.” Agent Lopez said as she received a message through her walkie talkie, it was Efren again. Lopez mentioned that they were heading to the outside and he had informed her that her parents were waiting for her. “Officially I’ll say that it was you farting. Unofficially, it will be a gas leak with an explosion of an electrical system in the mall. Just play it like you were there at the wrong place.” “Gotcha.” “The gas leak excuse works all the time, I’ve had to use it a couple of times for…um…other things.” “You little stinker you.” “I am serious though about what I said earlier, you really should go into studying that stuff, about farting. You can be the head scientist on a project like that.” “About farting?” “About girls farting. My farts were always horrible, other girls may suffer the same fate, but there’s no one there to guide them, no one to educate them.” “And you think that I can be a teacher to them.” “Learn first, learn what’s wrong with you and how you can control it, then teach. Be the expert.” “Expert farter….has a nice ring to it, I’m already advanced in the art of cutting the cheese.” Kaysi said as she felt one more gut bubble hit her bowels. They were nearing the entrance to the mall; she stopped Agent Lopez for a moment and farted one last time. Kaysi failed to mention that this was going to be a great fart. Kaysi was looking forward as Agent Lopez was left aghast at the jaw-dropping bomb of a fart that the 16-year old was releasing. It was literally like thunder coming out of her big ass as she sweated her way and gritted her teeth through the release of a fart of epic proportions. This was a powerful, steamy, 50-second long mega storm of a fart that echoed against the walls of the gym and created a kind of shock wave that went back some 50 yards, pumping tons of putrid, hot fart gas all around. Agent Lopez could see the eerie-looking fog of green gas emerge as she continued to push forth a fart that had to nearly blow a hole in her jeans. As she was farting, a poisonous odor was being emitted out from her ass like a strong volcano, leaving a punishing burning brimstone smell that was purely out of this world. After the fart had died down, she asked for Agent Lopez to take one more whiff of her ass. The woman then did just that, getting on her knees to smell the back of Kaysi’s jeans. It took her only a few seconds before she got back up and agreed that smelling any more was going to make her an addict. “Shame….you are nice as my first fart sniffer.” “Fart sniffer?” “Yeah….that sounds cool doesn’t it, someone who likes to sniff my farts….would you be up…” Kaysi began before being cut off by Agent Lopez. “Thanks, but I got work elsewhere.” “No problem, let’s go, it’s starting to reek in here.” Kaysi said with a laugh as she and Agent Lopez finally made it out of the mall. After a few questions and answers the Section 26 agent officially released the girl to her family, announcing the investigation over. Thinking over all that had happened; Kaysi remembered that she didn’t know the person she had been spending the last few hours with. She asked for her name. “I’m Agent Victoria Lopez of Section 26….and it was an honor spending that time with you Miss Smith.” She said shaking the teen girl’s hand, having developed a new relationship with the gassy girl. Kaysi laughed a little bit as a strong odor began to fill up the area around them. “You too Agent Lopez….and in the future you may be referring to me as Doctor Kaysi Smith.” “I wish you luck in your endeavors Miss Smith.” She said as the girl turned around and began walking home with her parents toward their family vehicle. She watched the gassy teen’s buttocks sway in the tight jeans with her back muscles move softly as she walked creating such a hypnotic stare. The raw smell of pure toxic eggy gas filled her mind as she watched the girl until she stepped into the family van, disappearing forever with the strongest aroma ever conceived by a human being, by a 16-year old named Kaysi Smith. “Oh God that felt so good to let out!” Victoria Lopez said as a wet and nasty fart filled her pants, spreading forth a cloud of nastiness that filled her nostrils with her own wretched stink. It may not have been as strong as Kaysi’s, but it would have to do for now, at least until her daughter came of age. Standing there again for a minute to simmer in her own stink, the agent from Section 26 turned around as she walked back toward the police set outside the mall, contacting Captain Parker to arrange a ride back to San Francisco, she was never going to forget the farts that came out of Kaysi’s behind. |
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