Anthology Of Dumps

On a bright and sunny day, three fillies walked together through the outskirts of the Apple Family orchard, on their way to their clubhouse. Having just got out of school for the day, the three young foals were finally free to resume helping others find their cutie marks!

However, despite this, none of them seemed all that excited at the moment. All three groaned uncomfortably as the treehouse finally came into view up ahead. Scootaloo reached down with a hoof, caressing her growling belly. The lunch they'd eaten at school today had not agreed with them at all. Feeling bloated and uncomfortable when school let out, they'd hoped it would have subsided already, but unfortunately, it had not.

"Ouuuh, what was in our lunch?" Sweetie Belle grimaced.

"Ah don't know, but I don't think it was very fresh neither," Applebloom replied, the first to start climbing the ramps up to their clubhouse.

Trotting inside, all three fillies let of a frustrated sigh. The memories of their old efforts to earn themselves a cutie mark still covered the wooden walls. Every attempt they'd made so far was depicted on one of the many pieces of paper, though all were crossed out after failing to succeed. They'd almost run out of the room by the time they finally earned them.

Though this milestone still felt fresh in their memories, not one of them was particularly determined to chase their destinies this afternoon. As Applebloom walked up to the podium, Scootaloo collapsed lazily onto the floor, rolling over onto her back. Sweetie Belle sat down before the podium, only to wince and lean to one side as her stomach complained.

"Here, here, I call this here Cutie Mark Crusaders meetin ta order!" Applebloom announced with the most enthusiasm she could currently muster, which wasn't much. "So... what should we do today?" She inquired.

"Something without moving I hope." Scootaloo groaned, massaging her stomach.

"Um... well..." Sweetie Belle started to say, only to trail off.

Applebloom frowned, clearly seeing that none of them were all that excited to do much of anything in this state.

"Hmm... well I suppose we could just-"

*Prrrrrt!*

Applebloom froze mid-sentence as a fart suddenly flies out from under her tail.

"Ohh~" She moans, a shiver rolling up her spine as, despite the lackluster size of the outburst, the relief she felt was immense.

"Eww, Applebloom!" Sweetie complained, pressing a hoof into her nostrils before she could even begin to smell anything foul.

"Woah, that was a loud one!" Scootaloo said, sounding far less bothered by Applebloom's little gas leak.

"That feels a heck of a lot better~" Applebloom sighed, looking back up at the two of them.

"Hmm, let me try!" Scootaloo replied, lifting her hind legs up into the air.

*Frrrrrrrrt~*

"Oooo woah~!" She moaned, feeling the same blooming relief that Applebloom did as she released a high-powered jet of fumes into the room.

"Oh not you too Scootaloo!" Sweetie complained.

"Ah, it ain't so bad Sweetie Belle, plus it feels super good!" Applebloom said, scrunching her nose as she ignored the odor quickly filling the room.

"My sister would probably puke if she was in here right now..." Sweetie murmured to herself, unable to stop a hunt of the foul smell from getting into her nose. Surprisingly though, it wasn't actually all that bad.

A bit of her still felt a hint of rebelliousness since a recent sibling fight between them. A part of her was genuinely curious if letting one rip would really feel as good as her friends claimed. Biting her bottom lip hesitantly, she leaned to the side a bit more, pointing her butt to the left as she moved her tail out of the way.

*FrrrrrraaaAAAAPTT~!*

Out of nowhere an absolutely massive fart thundered from the filly's rear, easily double the power and volume of both her friends'. Any kind of embarrassment she may have normally shown after such a noisy expulsion was rendered mute as the alleged wave of relief slammed into her.

"Ohhhhh~" She moaned almost as loudly, leg twitching as her legs visibly quivered.

"Holy smokes, Sweetie Belle, that was a big one!" Applebloom gasped, not expecting such a massive fart to come out of Sweetie Belle of all ponies.

"Heck yeah, that one was huge!" Scootaloo cheered. "I bet it felt so good!"

"A-ahuh~" The white filly replied, a silly smile left on her face.

"Hmm... you know what." Applebloom began "Ah Think I know what we should do! We should have a contest to see who can make the loudest farts!"

"Oh yeah, that sounds sweet!" Scootaloo agreed, tail wagging eagerly. "I bet I can totally beat Sweetie Belle!"

"Y-yea right!" Sweetie Belle piped up, no longer bothered by the noxious smell. "There's a lot more where that came from ya know!"

"Alright, then it's decided!" Applebloom announced, slamming their toy gavel.

She grinned as Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle argued over which one could produce the loudest fart. Little did they know how much experience one could get with this kinda thing while working in the fields...

Though they were also eager to be relieved of the discomfort in their bellies, their hind legs were pinched together as they awkwardly made their way down the clubhouse ramp. However, the promise of relief proved a little too much for Applebloom as a small whispy fart managed to leak out, incidentally right into Scootaloo's face.

*Prrrrrpt~!*

"H-hey!" Scootaloo complained, waving a hoof in front of her face.

"Oops, er, sorry back there, heh." Applebloom apologized sheepishly.

Sweetie giggled at the pair's shenanigans, though in doing so accidentally let one rip herself.

*Prrrrlplpppt~*

Both Scootaloo and Applebloom gazed back upon hearing the bubbly fart. Sweetie blushed and remained silent as they all reached the bottom.

The three crusaders stood together under the shadow of their clubhouse, tails raised and rear ends presented. Their tiny puckered anuses quivered in anticipation of their little contest.

"Alright, now uh, who wants to go first?" Applebloom asked, standing between her two equally gassy friends.

"Oh! Me, me, me!" Scootaloo was quick to declare. "I'll show you two what a real fart sounds like!"

Purple rail raised, her nose scrunched and her eyes squinted shut. She pushed hard, trying to well up as much gas as she could while keeping her hole clenched tight. When it finally became too much for her to handle, she relaxed her anus.

*FrrrrraaaaaAAAAAPPP~!*

Like an untuned trumpet, a huge fart exploded from her rear end. Visibly moving her tail as the gust of foul wind escaped, it utterly eclipsed Sweetie Belle's fart. Scootaloo grinned, panting from the effort as she felt her pride swell at the jaw dropped expressions on her friend's faces.

"Ha! Beat that!"

It was on now. Though she was surprised about how big Scoot's fart had been, Applebloom was confident she could beat it. Unlike Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle, she still had a full tank ready to go, having only let out a small toot earlier.

With Sweetie Belle looking nervous, Applebloom bent down even further. Face planted sideways with her cheek against the grass, she widened her stance. The Apple family was never very shy about the sounds their bodies made, if anything, they were often quite proud. With an almost cocky smile, Applebloom let loose.

*PrrrrRRAAAAAPPPTTT~!*

Sounding more like tuba than a trumpet, the fart she released came out like a gust of wind, visibly rustling a nearby bush. Applebloom blushed as she felt the enormous burst of gas vibrate her flanks and dilate her anus. Though the relief she received was overwhelming, she found herself enjoying the sensation even more.

"W-woah..." Scootaloo mumbled muzzle open wide in awe. "That, was... TOTALLY AWESOME! You didn't even look like you were trying!"

"Yea! How'd you even do that Applebloom?" Sweetie asked, agreeing with Scootaloo.

"Heh," The young Apple farmer chuckled. "lots and lots of experience~."

"Well, you've got me beat. It's your turn now Sweetie Belle!"

"Yea, though don't feel bad if ya can't quite beat that monster." Applebloom sniggered, sure that she had this contest in the bag from the very start.

"Uhh, yea..." Sweetie laughed worriedly.

She wasn't sure if she could even come close to what Scootaloo had done, much less Applebloom. Having grown up with a mare like Rarity, farting wasn't exactly something she had even considered practicing. As it is, she still had no idea how she did what she did up in the clubhouse. Did she even have anything left after that?

"Well... Here I go..." The little unicorn said, biting her lip anxiously as she tried to copy Applebloom's stance.

A deep blush adored her cheeks as she felt the other's eyes on her flanks. Throughout their performances, she had indeed begun to feel a bubble of gas building up inside her gut, but how was she expected to let it out in such a boisterous manner?

First clenching her anus, she took in a deep breath. Concentrating she pushed hard, feeling her bowels rumble as the pressure mounted higher. Eyes screwed shut and muzzle scrunched, she quickly reached her limit. Hesitant at first, she was finally forced to let go.

"H-here goes-!"

*Pwwft*

Silence dominated as an almost silent and comparatively pitiful fart was squeezed from her rectum. And just like that, the pressure vanished.

"Uhhh, is that it?" Scootaloo asked, visibly disappointed. Sweetie Belle's blush darkened.

"I.. I uh-"

*PRRRAAAAAAPPPTFRRRRPT~!!!*

Before she could say another word, a pungent sound, seemingly on par with a Sonic Rainboom, erupted from Sweetie's behind. Scootaloo and Applebloom could feel the force of it as both their faces were frozen in expressions of utter disbelief. None would have been surprised if it was somehow audible all the way in Ponyville.

Almost half a minute went by before the fart finally sputtered out, leaving the unicorn responsible laying motionless with a face full of pure bliss. The trio remained silent for a moment.

"Sweet Celestia! What did you just do?!" Scootaloo exclaimed, jaw both literally and figuratively dropping to the ground.

"Mrmh~" Sweetie Belle replied in a nonsensical murmur.

"Heaven's sakes, I don't think any of mah kin have ever done something like that before!" Applebloom shouted, not even caring about the outrageously stink smell clouding around them all.

Scootaloo hummed thoughtfully, not quite ready to be undone for a second time by Sweetie Belle. Moving a hoof down, she massaged her gut, hoping to coax out an even bigger one. A rumbling and shifting seemed to signify that it was working as she felt movement in her bowels.

Hoping to take her friends by surprise, she quickly repeated what she had done before, clenching her anus tight and allowing the pressure to build. Eventually ready at the same level as before, she then lifted one of her hind legs up into the air, almost like a dog before finally releasing it.

*PrrrrraaAAprrfptrlptrrrplt~!*

What started as another huge fart, suddenly transitioned into the start of something else. Quickly becoming bubbly and wet, the fart was bassy and a clear indication that something had changed. Cutting off the fart, Scootaloo pinched her hind legs once again and clenched her anus just in time to prevent something else from coming out.

Turning to look back at her friends, she found them staring and blushing just as much as she was. Before any of them could say a word, both Applebloom and Sweetie Belle's stomachs loudly grumbled and they winced as they too felt a shift in the contents of their rectums.

"Um, I think I need to go to the bathroom now," Applebloom said with a deep blush, her tail remaining raised on its own.

"Y-yea, me too." Sweetie Belle agreed.

All three of them shared a look as they all realized that they'd never make it to a toilet in time. Applebloom knew they were way too far from the nearest outhouse too.

"So, um, where should we... go?" Scootaloo asked, squirming in place as a small wet fart slipped past her defenses.

*Prrplt~*

"O-over there!" Applebloom shouted, gesturing towards a particularly thick tree surrounded by bushes nearby.

The others needed no convincing as they all half-galloped half-waddled in its direction.

*Prrr-plart~!*

Sweetie Belle lightly gasped as a particularly large fart signaled the widening of her anus and the appearance of a solid log of poop within. She'd never done anything like this before, yet she was quickly finding that she didn't really mind the idea of relieving herself outdoors. Applebloom probably did it all the time, right?

Hobbling over behind the bushes, the three fillies quickly turned away and cautiously lowered their rear ends over a patch of grass. Applebloom was the first to release her bowels, moaning loudly as a huge solid log crackled out of her stretched hole. Slowly emerging, the surprisingly dry column quickly started to fall apart, with large chunks falling down into the grass as the log bending down towards the ground.

A moment after Applebloom's movement began, Scootaloo was next. Almost the very moment she relaxed, a powerful torrent of mostly liquid shit shot out from her anus. She winced as acidic diarrhea spewed out of her, with small chunks collecting on the ground as a thick brown puddle formed around them. The flow eventually gave way to a slightly more solid series of slender logs, all with a very muddy consistency.

Finally, Sweetie Belle could hold it no longer as the front of a long and creamy log slithered free. Smooth and squishy, it coiled up on the grass beneath her flanks, almost silently crackling as small pockets of gas leaked out around it. It almost never seemed to end, piling up higher and higher until it was finally finished off with a bassy fart.

*Prrraaarpt~*

The three fillies panted breathlessly as they each individually finished off their piles. The relief they each felt was hard comprehended, so much so that none even noticed as their bladders also relaxed. A set of three streams of varying forcefulness arced from their more hoods, splattering into the sides of their piles as they covered them piss. It wasn't until their bladders were completely empty that any of them said a word.

"I feel... so much better now~" Scootaloo moaned, almost falling forward.

"Ahuh, I don't think I've ever taken a dump quite like that before." Applebloom agreed, reaching up to wipe the sweat from her brow.

"My butt feels so sticky." Sweetie sighed, squirming as she and the others stood up.

Each of their ponuts was decorated with foul brown residue, though it was nothing that a few wipes couldn't handle. Showing the others a technique she'd been taught by her sister, Applebloom collected a few large leaves for them to use. All the while, each of the three fillies took a moment to inspect each other's poop piles.

"Wow, Scoots, yous is really wet and muddy," Applebloom mumbled.

"Well, yours is super solid and chunky though. Huh, I wonder why it's so different." Scootaloo pondered aloud, finally turning to look at Sweetie Belle's pile.

"Wooah!" Both she and Applebloom gasped as they saw just how high the unicorn's pile had grown.

It was easily the tallest, almost double the height of Scootaloo's. Slender creamy logs were piled high overtop each other, gradually mushing down into one massive pile of fresh pony poop. The smell was overpowering and even Applebloom was forced to turn away as her sinuses were invaded.

"Ah mean, it's not quite as big as Big Mac's, but wow."

Sweetie continued to blush as the two admired the size of the load she'd deposited on the ground, wondering what Rarity would think. Eventually, a smirk adorned her lips and she proudly puffed out her chest.

"Huh, yep, I think you won Sweetie Belle, our piles don't even come close to that!" Applebloom decided.

Scootaloo was about to agree when she cupped her chin with a hoof, staring between the proud unicorn and her huge load.

"Maybe your cutie mark should have actually been about taking big dumps..."