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Faint sunlight streams in through a crack in the curtains. It shines over to a bed on the other side of the room where a young woman sleeps peacefully, lying on her front. She breathes softly with her head facing to the side. A thin blanket struggles to cover her, mainly because of her gigantic rump that rises up a full two feet towards the ceiling, and her hips that stretch out three feet from side to side. She is almost a statue as she slumbers. That is, until something starts making noise. The woman's massive rear begins to gurgle under the blanket as she snores soundly. Her broad cheeks shake slightly, causing the fabric to wrinkle and crease. Her belly murmurs and she sighs softly before a squeaky note escapes her that lasts for a few seconds, gently blowing a small bulge into the cotton draped over her.

The peace of the scene is shattered as the monotonous tones of a digital alarm clock drone on and on. Slowly, she lifts her head from the pillow and pokes at the off button before letting her head fall back down again. She inhales deeply. Her eyes open and she sniffs at the air. "Ugh, that must have been the cabbage soup." She grumbles as she sluggishly gets out of bed. "Oh jeez, that really lingers." The woman says grimacing as she waves her hand in front of her face as she sits up. Suddenly, her belly growls back at her, signaling that there is more to come from her bloated insides as she sits up. She rubs her belly as she walks over to the curtains, the thin beam of sun illuminating the front of her enormous blue panties and a slither of her black nightshirt above them.

She takes hold of each curtain and throws them open. The room is bathed in the light of the early morning sunrise, making her long blonde hair shine and pale skin glow with a pure radiance. Her hair runs down until the tips reach her ample but somewhat small chest, at least in comparison to her colossal rear. "Hello, Mr. Sun." She says cheerily. "Looks like the neighbors are still tucked up in bed." The woman says yawning. "That's good." She continues as she pushes the window open. Her midriff begins to swell as she turns around. "Auuuuuugh." She sighs as she pulls her panties down. She lets them fall down to the carpet and it sits clinging to her ankles. Her insides continue to bloat and gurgle and whine as she squeezes her titanic backside through the window. She grunts as she gives one final push to get both of her hefty buns through the portal to the outside.

Her pale white cheeks poke out of the wall on the outside, hastily knocking a potted plant to the floor with a crash. "Dang it! I bought that thing last week!" She complains. Her belly gurgles once more and she sighs, relaxed. The birds sitting on the roof stop chirping as a long bassy fart sounds from below them. They immediately jump up and fly away before the foul wind can waft up to them. "Goodness, that's better!" The young woman says relieved, shaking her fringe out of her face. "Oh my gosh, there's no way I could have let that bad boy out in here. Oh Fanny, you're such a dirty girl." She giggles to herself. Before Fanny can do anything else, a few more stink bombs force their way out of her giant ass. "Oh my, Gassy gal more like." The blond chuckles. She adjusts her footing in order to better balance the ginormous weight of her butt hanging out of the window.

A few more toxic blasts explode from her jumbo booty, polluting the air just outside her bedroom window. Each wind escaping her lasting a healthy few seconds and echoing around the garden and bouncing off the little white picket fence a couple of feet away from the window. "Aaaaaah." Fanny sighs, the pressures in her system finally gone, she wriggles herself out of the window and bends over. Mooning the world outside as she reaches down and pulls up her vast panties. The blond struggles to get her underwear over her gargantuan glutes, tugging at the waist band and sides. "Hngh, it looks like, ugh, it's time to go brush my teeth and, oof, and get something to eat! There! Finally!" She proclaims triumphantly. So the young woman walks off into the bathroom, not so much as giving a second thought to what just took place. They're just farts. They can't do anything, right?

Little does Fanny know, the wind has been picking up ever since she popped her massive derriere back into her bedroom. Fortunately, the warm morning breeze blows her gas downwind, away from her house. Unfortunately, her neighbors, the only ones for miles, live just a few meters opposite to her property. In fact, their bedroom windows lie facing each other. Like most days, the early morning wind blows over her house and continues to the neighbor's place, carrying her noxious fumes with it. Her vapors drift over to the picket fence and leaks through the gaps of the little picket fence. This might be why this section of the barrier had gone from its original Snow white, to a faded shade that looked like it had been dunked in orange juice. She may also be the culprit behind why the stretch of grass leading up the neighbors' bedroom is noticeably darker and patchier than the rest.

The blond woman's gas continues floating and begins seeping in through the crack in the neighbor's open window. Her scent quickly invades the room as a young couple sleeps. The sound of their alarm rings out, which is followed by a quick slam against the nightstand. The man grumbles before turning over to rub the sleep from his eyes. He looks over at his sleeping wife and smiles, but then immediately grimaces. "Oh my gosh! Baby, what the heck did you eat?!" He announces suddenly, pinching his nose to ward off the stench. She fidgets under the covers. "Uh, wha? What are you talking about, honey?" She says sluggishly. "Did you just cut one?!" He accuses. "No! What are you- Jeez! What is that stink?" She fights back. "Well I didn't so why does it smell so bad in here?! Huh?!" He interrogates, poking at her flat ass. "Hey! It wasn't me! I promise!" She tries to explain.

Next door, the buzz of Fanny's electric toothbrush buzzes around her bathroom as she stares into the mirror, her eyes half closed. Her epic rear end jiggling with each brush. The blond sighs as another cheek flapper escapes her and echoes around the room, oblivious to the fact the tiny window above the toilet is still wide open.

"Ugh! What is wrong with you, girl?!" The boyfriend exclaims, getting out of bed. "It wasn't me! I don't stink like that!" The girlfriend responds getting annoyed. "Oh please, I practically felt that one! You're so gross sometimes." He complains, leaving the room. "Ugh!" The angry girl huffs as she pulls the covers over her head.

Moments later, he walks out through the front door and onto the step, still in his nightshirt and pajama pants. The young man makes his way over to the mailbox. He looks around and sees Fanny, who has donned a pair of bright white sweatpants with two long stripes running down the sides, walking up her own path. "Morning, neighbor!" She says cheerily with a wave. "H-Hi, Fanny. Q-Quite the weather we've got here, d-don't ya think?" She opens her mailbox and takes a handful of letters out. "Lovely, isnt' it? I think I might do some gardening later." She closes it up. "W-Why not do some sunbathing? We've sure got the s-sun for it." He asks with a forced chuckle. "Maybe, depends if it stays nice." Fanny turns around. "We’ll have to wait and see, won't we?" She says looking back over her shoulder smiling. The young man gives a nervous smile back as she walks away. The young man can't help but stare at her thick butt as she makes her way back to her house. Her cheeks jiggling with each step behind a thin layer of fa
bric that can barely contain them. It looking more like two planets that have collided inside a pair of pants than a girl's ass. She turns and gives another wave and smile before disappearing behind her front door. The neighbor stands motionless, gaping at the space she was just standing.

"What a woman." He says to himself.

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Faint sunlight streams in through a crack in the curtains. It shines over to a bed on the other side of the room where a young woman sleeps peacefully, lying on her front. She breathes softly with her head facing to the side. A thin blanket struggles to cover her, mainly because of her gigantic rump that rises up a full two feet towards the ceiling, and her hips that stretch out three feet from side to side. She is almost a statue as she slumbers. That is, until something starts making noise. The woman's massive rear begins to gurgle under the blanket as she snores soundly. Her broad cheeks shake slightly, causing the fabric to wrinkle and crease. Her belly murmurs and she sighs softly before a squeaky note escapes her that lasts for a few seconds, gently blowing a small bulge into the cotton draped over her.

The peace of the scene is shattered as the monotonous tones of a digital alarm clock drone on and on. Slowly, she lifts her head from the pillow and pokes at the off button before letting her head fall back down again. She inhales deeply. Her eyes open and she sniffs at the air. "Ugh, that must have been the cabbage soup." She grumbles as she sluggishly gets out of bed. "Oh jeez, that really lingers." The woman says grimacing as she waves her hand in front of her face as she sits up. Suddenly, her belly growls back at her, signaling that there is more to come from her bloated insides as she sits up. She rubs her belly as she walks over to the curtains, the thin beam of sun illuminating the front of her enormous blue panties and a slither of her black nightshirt above them.

She takes hold of each curtain and throws them open. The room is bathed in the light of the early morning sunrise, making her long blonde hair shine and pale skin glow with a pure radiance. Her hair runs down until the tips reach her ample but somewhat small chest, at least in comparison to her colossal rear. "Hello, Mr. Sun." She says cheerily. "Looks like the neighbors are still tucked up in bed." The woman says yawning. "That's good." She continues as she pushes the window open. Her midriff begins to swell as she turns around. "Auuuuuugh." She sighs as she pulls her panties down. She lets them fall down to the carpet and it sits clinging to her ankles. Her insides continue to bloat and gurgle and whine as she squeezes her titanic backside through the window. She grunts as she gives one final push to get both of her hefty buns through the portal to the outside.

Her pale white cheeks poke out of the wall on the outside, hastily knocking a potted plant to the floor with a crash. "Dang it! I bought that thing last week!" She complains. Her belly gurgles once more and she sighs, relaxed. The birds sitting on the roof stop chirping as a long bassy fart sounds from below them. They immediately jump up and fly away before the foul wind can waft up to them. "Goodness, that's better!" The young woman says relieved, shaking her fringe out of her face. "Oh my gosh, there's no way I could have let that bad boy out in here. Oh Fanny, you're such a dirty girl." She giggles to herself. Before Fanny can do anything else, a few more stink bombs force their way out of her giant ass. "Oh my, Gassy gal more like." The blond chuckles. She adjusts her footing in order to better balance the ginormous weight of her butt hanging out of the window.

A few more toxic blasts explode from her jumbo booty, polluting the air just outside her bedroom window. Each wind escaping her lasting a healthy few seconds and echoing around the garden and bouncing off the little white picket fence a couple of feet away from the window. "Aaaaaah." Fanny sighs, the pressures in her system finally gone, she wriggles herself out of the window and bends over. Mooning the world outside as she reaches down and pulls up her vast panties. The blond struggles to get her underwear over her gargantuan glutes, tugging at the waist band and sides. "Hngh, it looks like, ugh, it's time to go brush my teeth and, oof, and get something to eat! There! Finally!" She proclaims triumphantly. So the young woman walks off into the bathroom, not so much as giving a second thought to what just took place. They're just farts. They can't do anything, right?

Little does Fanny know, the wind has been picking up ever since she popped her massive derriere back into her bedroom. Fortunately, the warm morning breeze blows her gas downwind, away from her house. Unfortunately, her neighbors, the only ones for miles, live just a few meters opposite to her property. In fact, their bedroom windows lie facing each other. Like most days, the early morning wind blows over her house and continues to the neighbor's place, carrying her noxious fumes with it. Her vapors drift over to the picket fence and leaks through the gaps of the little picket fence. This might be why this section of the barrier had gone from its original Snow white, to a faded shade that looked like it had been dunked in orange juice. She may also be the culprit behind why the stretch of grass leading up the neighbors' bedroom is noticeably darker and patchier than the rest.

The blond woman's gas continues floating and begins seeping in through the crack in the neighbor's open window. Her scent quickly invades the room as a young couple sleeps. The sound of their alarm rings out, which is followed by a quick slam against the nightstand. The man grumbles before turning over to rub the sleep from his eyes. He looks over at his sleeping wife and smiles, but then immediately grimaces. "Oh my gosh! Baby, what the heck did you eat?!" He announces suddenly, pinching his nose to ward off the stench. She fidgets under the covers. "Uh, wha? What are you talking about, honey?" She says sluggishly. "Did you just cut one?!" He accuses. "No! What are you- Jeez! What is that stink?" She fights back. "Well I didn't so why does it smell so bad in here?! Huh?!" He interrogates, poking at her flat ass. "Hey! It wasn't me! I promise!" She tries to explain.

Next door, the buzz of Fanny's electric toothbrush buzzes around her bathroom as she stares into the mirror, her eyes half closed. Her epic rear end jiggling with each brush. The blond sighs as another cheek flapper escapes her and echoes around the room, oblivious to the fact the tiny window above the toilet is still wide open.

"Ugh! What is wrong with you, girl?!" The boyfriend exclaims, getting out of bed. "It wasn't me! I don't stink like that!" The girlfriend responds getting annoyed. "Oh please, I practically felt that one! You're so gross sometimes." He complains, leaving the room. "Ugh!" The angry girl huffs as she pulls the covers over her head.

Moments later, he walks out through the front door and onto the step, still in his nightshirt and pajama pants. The young man makes his way over to the mailbox. He looks around and sees Fanny, who has donned a pair of bright white sweatpants with two long stripes running down the sides, walking up her own path. "Morning, neighbor!" She says cheerily with a wave. "H-Hi, Fanny. Q-Quite the weather we've got here, d-don't ya think?" She opens her mailbox and takes a handful of letters out. "Lovely, isnt' it? I think I might do some gardening later." She closes it up. "W-Why not do some sunbathing? We've sure got the s-sun for it." He asks with a forced chuckle. "Maybe, depends if it stays nice." Fanny turns around. "We’ll have to wait and see, won't we?" She says looking back over her shoulder smiling. The young man gives a nervous smile back as she walks away. The young man can't help but stare at her thick butt as she makes her way back to her house. Her cheeks jiggling with each step behind a thin layer of fa
bric that can barely contain them. It looking more like two planets that have collided inside a pair of pants than a girl's ass. She turns and gives another wave and smile before disappearing behind her front door. The neighbor stands motionless, gaping at the space she was just standing.

"What a woman." He says to himself.