"Here you go, Angel," Fluttershy placed down a plate of carrots before her white bunny friend. She had just finished up the task of feeding all her animals. Now all that was left to do was give the cottage a nice thorough cleaning.
Fluttershy's pudgy little gut let out a low rumble, "Oh, my," she said, "I've worked up an appetite," she thought for a moment about getting to the chore of cleaning her cottage, but then came to the conclusion of putting it off for the moment. "It can wait a bit. I'd like to get a little snack in my belly to calm it," Fluttershy said, as she made way for the exit.
Fluttershy strolled through Ponyville thinking to herself about what she could eat for a nice snack. An apple perhaps, or maybe a cupcake? As she continued strolling through, she came about a snack cart being ran by the Cutie Mark Crusaders.
"Girls, what are you doing?" Fluttershy asked. "We're tryin' to get our cutie marks in bein' Cutie Mark Crusader Vendors!" Applebloom shouted out, nearly popping Fluttershy's eardrums. "Okay," Fluttershy calmly spoke, as she began perusing through the Cutie Mark Crusader's wares. She placed a hoof upon a rather strange bag of snacks she had never seen before.
"Cheetos?" Fluttershy grabbed one of the bags in her mouth, and placed it in her saddle bag. She reached into the other side of the saddle bag, and pulled out one bit in her mouth, and placed it down on the counter of the vending cart. "I'll try a bag of these," Fluttershy told the Cutie Mark Crusaders. "Thanks Fluttershy!" Scootaloo shouted as Fluttershy tread back to her cottage.
Cheetos, what a strange name for a snack, Fluttershy thought. She walked up to her couch, and sat her soft plump tush down, it sank a bit into the cushion making a groove. She grabbed hold of the top of the bag with her teeth, and yanked, tearing the bag open causing cheetos to fling all over the floor, "Oh dear!" She exclaimed, though quite softly.
Fluttershy got up from her couch, the groove re-shaping back to it's natural formation, and began gathering up all of the spilled cheetos. She had no idea that opening the bag would be that hard. She would need to keep practicing on it, to avoid making another mess in the future.
She pushed all the cheetos back into the torn bag, and sat back down on the couch. She wiggled her rump side to side, trying to form her comfortable groove once more. She stuck her muzzle down into the bag taking out one of the cheetos, that had of course fallen on the floor earlier but ten second rule and all that, began nibbling on it, the cheeto making a light crunching noise.
She gulped, licking her lips, "Mmm," She said as she stuck her head back down into the bag pulling out three cheetos in her mouth crunching them then gulping. Angel hopped up to Fluttershy, curious of what she was munching on.
"Oh, Angel. Do you want to try one?" Fluttershy said as she grabbed a cheeto in her mouth and placed it on the floor in front of Angel. Angel sniffed it, it smelled a bit weird, though that might have been because it was on the floor earlier. With little hesitation Angel picked up the cheeto, and took a little bite out of it. The flavor rushing over his taste buds. He quickly chewed it up like a log going through a wood chipper, then licked his lips, and burped.
Fluttershy smiled, as she poked her head back down into the bag, and kept munching away at the delicious cheesy snacks. Finishing the entire bag, every last one. She licked the cheesy powder on the bottom of the bag, then leaned forward a bit, readying to get up and go throw away the empty bag.
As she lifted up her rump from the couch a high pitched squeak pushed out. She blushed, and sniffed a bit at the air, "Oh, my," she waved her hoof, the smell was intoxicating. Angel sniffed at the air, and stuck his tongue out in disgust.
"Sorry, Angel, but it had to come out," Fluttershy blushed again. She started for the trash can, each step there, she let out a fart, the sound getting louder with each one. When she got to the trash can she pressed down on the pedal button to lift the lid, then tossed the bag in, the lid slamming back down as she lifted her hoof back up.
Angel was holding his nose, trying to keep from gagging at the stench that was filling in all the space where fresh air once resided. "Oh, those cheetos were good, but I don't think they agree with my stomach," she said rubbing her belly as it gurgled. She bent over and lifted her leg up slowly, squeezing out a fart, soft at first before belting out towards the end. There was a teensy bit of a moist spit at the end of it.
She smiled, and sniffed hard and long, letting the smell travel all the way down her nostrils. She gagged a bit, the stench was awful, "Pew, that's nasty," she waved her hoof spreading the stench all through out the cottage.
Angel was at his breaking point, he hastily hopped towards the door wanting to escape to the fresh air outside. However, once he got to the door he found that he wasn't able to open it. He began scratching at the door, and pointing to it. Trying to get Fluttershy's attention, but she was distracted. He tried jumping up and reaching the lock, but was unable to. His chance for freedom from the terrible growing smell out of reach.
Fluttershy bent over, lifting her rump as high as she could into the air. With her eyes closed, she grunted in concentration to push out the next fart, so it would be a massively huge one. Just as planned the fart came blasting out, "Oohh!" She said in relief, and a little pain as an invisible gas cloud began stirring in the cottage.
Angel coughed, and gagged, a bit of puke making it's way out of his system. The smell had increased tenfold, and Angel couldn't handle it anymore. Fluttershy on the other hoof felt as if she was in heaven. She breathed deeply. She had a secret that nopony knew, not even her friends. She loved the smell of farts. Especially the extra stinky ones that were prone to making even her gag in disgust.
Angel hopped on over to Fluttershy with the plan of tapping her on the leg and getting her to let him outside. This plan ended in torment for poor Angel, though, when he successfully made his way to Fluttershy only for her to accidently smoosh her rump down onto him. He squealed trying to call out to Fluttershy, but they were too soft and mumbled for her to notice.
She started farting one after the other, each one different in sound, some wet, some squeeky, and some even a bit airy, the kind that Rarity would unleash in private so as to not be heard. She sniffed up each unbearably foul one, savoring them. Angel panicked trying to squeeze his way out from underneath her rump, but made no progress. The stench forcefully making it's way up his nose, his eyes watered, and he began to feel a little lightheaded.
Fluttershy on the other hoof was doing great. She continued sniffing each fart that escaped from her plushy rump, gagging a bit, "Ooo!"
She was glad to be alone in her cottage so nopony could see her doing such a digusting act. Fluttershy's eyes teared a bit too, but she refused to stop taking in the smell. They were too stinky to pass up.
Angel continued to be stuck under Fluttershy's rump, slowly passing out. She felt a deep rumble in the pit of her stomach, she was expecting a huge one to erupt. She quickly lifted up a bit, giving her rump some more space for the sound, and smell to travel better.
Angel saw this as a window of opportunity to get out from under Fluttershy's rump, but he was so weak from the stench that he was barely able to get up and make his leave. He pushed up with his furry little arms to help him stand to his feet.
He wasn't fast enough before methane blew out of Fluttershy's rump, the fart making a hissy sound that only Angel had the misfortune of being able to hear.
"Oh! A silent one!" Fluttershy was ecstatic as she let go of her cheeks, smacking and trapping Angel's head between her crack as he had no choice but to have Fluttershy's stank be his only air supply. He slowly closed his eyes. Then blacked out. His body dangling out in view, but his head obscured.
Fluttershy took one last sniff, sticking her tongue out and saying, "Eww! That's so gross," but she smiled. It may seem as if she didn't like the stench, but really she did. It was just a little too strong. Which is why smelling them appealed to her so much. Because they were so wrank.
"That was wonderful," she happily trotted towards the door, "I need to stock up on some more of those," she made her way towards the town square to purchase more of those delicious cheeto snacks. She could put off her cottage cleaning choirs for one day.
Too bad for Angel. He was still passed out, and stuck head first in her smelly rump. His leg twitched.
