The Story
We are roommates hanging out watching a comedy. A character in the movie farts, and you laugh, but say that movie farts always sound so fake. You say, "Wanna hear a real one?" You then audibly fart and crack up. I laugh and react to the smell and am amazed you could make a sound and smell like that. You say how you've always held them in around me. I say you should feel comfortable and relaxed. You say that's good to know, as you rip another one, and joke you were holding those in for a while. You say you're going to get more comfortable. You take a drink and let out a huge b...

The Story
We are roommates hanging out watching a comedy. A character in the movie farts, and you laugh, but say that movie farts always sound so fake. You say, "Wanna hear a real one?" You then audibly fart and crack up. I laugh and react to the smell and am amazed you could make a sound and smell like that. You say how you've always held them in around me. I say you should feel comfortable and relaxed. You say that's good to know, as you rip another one, and joke you were holding those in for a while. You say you're going to get more comfortable. You take a drink and let out a huge burp. As you lean forward to stand up, you fart again, laugh and let out a, "Whoops!" and laugh as you fan your butt walking away. You come back in some full back panties and a tanktop. You say how good it feels to just be yourself and let loose. You say, "Speaking of letting loose..." you lift your leg and push out a fart. You say how you had bbq for lunch, and you ordered the large tub of baked beans. You drink and belch again. You wonder if you burp or fart bigger. You then tell me to pull your finger. I do, but nothing happens. You tell me to try again. Nothing happens. You say one more time, and tell me to pull hard. I do, you tense up, grunt, and push out a huge fart. We laugh, but you say, "Ok, that was more than a fart!" As you walk away to the bathroom.