THE FARTING GIANTESS

By SellCon2762

 

PART ONE: THE GIANT FARTING MENANCE

 

            “That stinks!” Megan giggled to herself as she fanned the area behind her ass. She had ripped a humongous fart! Her entire ass jiggled as hot, dense air shot out her anus and filled her room with the scent of rotten eggs and decaying beans. A small brown haze started forming behind her cheerleading-skirt covered bubble butt. Everywhere around her room stunk of the rotten stench that was emitting from his her behind, her big bowl of beans she had for breakfast had done her well, and her farts were as powerful and pungent as ever.

Megan Williams stood there as she leaned a little forward on her dresser while looking into her beautiful frame in the mirror. Megan was quite the gifted girl and had plenty to be proud of. She was a member of both the school swim team and the cheerleading squad and she took both commitments seriously. She also had a very well-formed body, with healthy-sized thighs and forearms; she was someone that no one wanted to mess with, even at a younger age. She had a youthful face with brown eyes and blond hair, curled up in a ponytail that hung on the back of her head. She was wearing her blue and white cheerleading uniform from school. The uniform had shrunk on her as she continued to grow up and now her skirt was much shorter than before. She stood at a full six feet in high, with white cotton panties covering her increasing bottom with the blue skirt barely covering it. On top, her blue cheerleader blouse appeared to be straining to contain her growing breasts in place. Her continuous exercise really did her good as her calves were now much larger and her legs more well-formed, even her stomach was getting close to having its own six-pack. She could easily kick her older brother’s ass if she wanted to, but she had other ideas.

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            A long, incredibly for her standards, fart emerged from the now warm panties that were underneath her blue skirt. It lasted nearly 20 seconds and took a whole lot of energy for her to push out. The fart also crossed a new threshold even for her as she was emitting noxious fumes and fog all throughout her room. She could see the mirror fog up from the intense rise in humidity and heat in the room, and then the atrocious smell started. It stunk like rotten eggs, but like no other fart she had ever released. The smell was thick, real thick and it was unbreathable, she began gagging and coughing like none other. As she left her bedroom she giggled as she saw the thick gas surround the blue globe on her desk. Megan had to vacate her incredibly smelly room as she departed for a trip with destiny at the Bay Area Chili-Eating Contest. Awaiting her there was her biggest competition in terms of ripping big smelly farts.

Christina Lopez’s stomach grumbled as she tried to settle it in preparation for the contest. In the Spring of Christina’s 19th year on Earth she was at the Presidio near the Golden Gate Bridge for the annual Bay Area Chili-Eating Contest. It was a mild spring afternoon as a stage had been set with the bay as a backdrop, there sat fifteen different people, Christina among them. It was very easy to determine who Christina was; she sat there in her new 7’6 height over the other participants, who by this point were well-aware of Christina and her “abilities.” Still, that didn’t stop the contest from wanting to gain some publicity with Christina engaged in a chili-eating contest, knowing very well what that food would do to her. Christina had biggest case of chronic flatulence, an extreme amount of farts in length, strength and overall power, not to mention the smell. There wasn’t anything particularly unique about her digestive system, other than its overall size which was much larger. It’s just that it was very productive and the juices that would digest her intake of food created the most noxious amounts of flatulence that had ever been recorded. Everything about the 19-year old’s flatulence was epic and was something had caused many people to suffer in her presence. Right now, as she got ready to eat bowl after bowl of chili in her now-emptied stomach, the suffering was only a matter of time.

She was just past 19 years of age and only weeks away from graduating from high school where she had already accepted a scholarship to play at Stanford for basketball and volleyball, using her remarkable height of 7’6. Also running for her school’s track and field team, she was very much an athletic female, one with great skills in her sports and impressive physical assets to guide her way. Of course, there was on asset she was known for the most, as many of her sporting events had been gassed out from her large eating that helped to produce her high amount of energy, and flatulence. She sat there in her seat, with her butt squeezing the chair for all the space it was worth, it wasn’t her fault of course; it was just the way she was. Her new frame included a slightly larger pair of breasts, nearing the E Cup range and an even larger ass, which had become a bit more muscular. Her butt, well that was as massive as ever, the size of bowling balls, a couple of them pushing against the tight fabric co her blue jeans. Every bit of her ass’s curvature was shown with her blue jeans, which were stretched to their very limit, and that was before her farting. Christina would get new clothes every so often, sometimes because of her continuous growth and other times because of her massive farts, which practically destroyed some of her pants. Both assets would look humongous on a lesser sized female, but on Christina they were rather proportional to the rest of her body. Her E cups strained the fabric of the shirt she wore, but didn’t appear too top heavy for it to look ridiculous.

She towered over everyone and was a sight to behold at 7’4. Her cheerful face was a sight that comforted the people who knew her best. Her head was covered with long-flowing jet black hair that reached her shoulders. Sometimes she would wear it into a ponytail, but on this day she did not. Most people only reached the top of her breasts and few could get to her chin. She was already a giant in her own right and she could count one hand the number of females who were taller than her. On top of all that, she was now about 340 pounds in weight, giving the folded metal chair some trouble and her chest body had gotten a bit more muscular too. Her weight was massive, but again, the proportion was well-defined with a mix of muscles and fat that gave her a curvaceous appearance while giving her the strength of a powerhouse. But all that did not compare to her digestive system, which was the largest powerhouse of them all, it was a complicated machine that had been studied by several scientists and looked into very closely with little understanding of how it seemed to work. The bowels of this girl had been working on overdrive for years, giving her larger farts and more massive dumps and with a larger intake of food through the years with her growth, everything was heading up.

Sitting three chairs from her was Megan, a 6-foot 18-year old who was wearing a cheerleader’s outfit that covered her well-defined body with blond hair that was curled up into a ponytail. As expected, she was a cheerleader in high school and a member of the swim team and had ripe muscles and a pair of D cup breasts, a dream for anyone who liked females. Her uniform consisted of a blue top that barely contained her mummeries and blue and white skirt that barely contained the white panted bottom of her ass, an ass that Tim used to be in love with. She had entered the contest in an attempt to challenge Christina, who she had blamed for making her brother’s farts as deadly as they now were. Tim, a 20-year old college student studying gastrology at the University of California-Berkeley was Christina’s boyfriend, and the proud recipient of her gassy bowels. He stood there with great pride wearing a blue t-shirt and a pair of khaki jeans, trying to hide the massive erection he held in anticipation of the devastation his girlfriend would cause. At 5’6, the top of his brown haired head reached the mouth of his sister in height and the breasts of Christina; he had a great view of his girlfriend from several vantage points.

Tim also had a thing for farting; his sister had started him on it years ago as she had devastating farts for a girl her age. Yes, it was very weird what he would do, sniffing his sister’s farts, but once he discovered Christina when she came in for a visit to the labs at Berkeley last year to investigate her farts, he got hooked and the two became a couple. Tim would often get his face in between Christina’s buttcheeks and inhale her unholy farts out of her holy anus, getting a strong whiff of the power his girlfriend’s gas. The more he got used to the power, which would knock him out occasionally, the more he became gassy himself. Eventually, he began to outclass his sister in passing gas, and Megan herself was only outclassed by Christina, and it wasn’t even close.

Back to the contest, Megan wanted to get back at Tim, but every time she tried, it backfired on her. One momentous Mexican dinner at her family’s house during Tim’s Spring Break had evacuated her family out as Tim started releasing one powerful fart after another. Their parents were now wondering if Megan was really the problem farter of the family or not, but both ways, Tim’s flatulent bursts were now outclassing Megan’s in every aspect possible and the contest wasn’t even close. She sat there with an empty stomach awaiting her first bowl of chili, wanting to regain a sense of honor for herself. Christina could only smile as she looked over at Megan; it was no contest who was going to win the chili-eating contest. Most of the participants were there just for the chili, they had heard enough about Christina and were willing to opt out of the contest early to avoid being on the receiving end of some of Christina’s farts, even a few gas masks had been offered to the judges in anticipation.

Tim looked on as his girlfriend sat there in her seat wearing a pair of extra tight blue jeans around her thick legs and large ass, along with a red and white striped shirt that was also tight around her chest. The chili came in different arrangements, but all kept some proportion of spices, cheese, onions, and beans, lots of beans. As the whistle was sounded Christina took her spoon and started devouring the creamy concoction of chili that was being brought up in front of her. In only three minutes, Christina had finished her first bowl of beans and was ready to start her second. In the next ten minutes the audience watched in amazement as Christina continued to gobble through her chili as if it were nothing. Fifteen minutes in and she was on her sixth bowl of chili, chugging it down with plenty of water, all those spices and beans were given her stomach quite an interesting challenge trying to digest the remnants of what she was giving in. Slowly, the other participants, who were starting to get full themselves, could hear the rumbling going on inside of her belly. It sounded like thunder as her stomach was pounding on the vast amounts of chili that it was processing. Soon, she would have to burst, but not as soon enough as Megan, who had just finished her fourth bowl of chili. As soon as she was done with it, she leaned her ass over in the direction of Christina and started letting loose a powerful fart of her own, shaking her seat and causing a stink on stage. PPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!

“Oh…..excuse me.” Megan said with a cute voice as she felt the strong butt blast blow out from within her white panties and her blue cheerleader skirt. The raunchy smell of her digested beans filled the stage with an insane odor that caused the participants around her to gag and cough under the atrocious odor of her farts. Even though she was only the third worst farter in the world, her gas was still much stronger than most other people’s. After two people were helped off stage, the contest was allowed to continue as Christina continued on her seventh bowl. Another fifteen minutes passed and Tim and a few other observers continued to watch as another two participants had left from full stomach. Megan was finishing up her sixth bowl of chili and Christina was now on her eleventh. Another loud popping noise could be heard as Megan let loose a strong ten-second blaster from her ass. BBBBBBBBBBBBLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPPSSSSSSSSSSSSTTTTTTT!!!

Again, the unholy stench of her fart had flowed through the area and the judge was on his knees sweating from the atrocious odor that was radiating out of the 18-year old’s skirted behind. Megan was waving the air around her as the smell of rotten eggs began to flow into her nostrils. These were two of her bigger farts that she’s had for a while and she was quite proud of her creation, but Christina was less than impressed, it felt like someone was inside her stomach, poking their finger all around the exterior of her belly as the pain from the growing gas bubble continued to increase as her gas was building up, it was only a matter of time. Another fifteen minutes went by and Megan was done after eating nine bowls of chili, her stomach was at the max and she was getting ready to blow another one out. Christina was still working on her chili, now her twentieth bowl. She was already the winner of the contest, but she wanted to continue working on the chili. Since the stage was now vacated with the exception of the two girls, Megan had gotten up from her seat and started walking over to Christina. She pointed her skirted behind over toward Christina and started to unleash what was quite possibly her deadliest fart. PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbsssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt!!!!!

“Whoops…too much chili!” Megan giggled as she felt her extra-long SBD flow out of her ass and straight in Christina’s direction. The smell of this fart was unbelievable; it stunk of a dozen rotten eggs all in the same place with an extra helping of shit. It flowed throughout the stage and made Christina tear a little as she started losing a little oxygen. Still, she breathed in the gassy odor and continued on eating her chili as if there was not much else. The power of the SBD had reached the other observers in the audience and all of them but Tim were impressed by the power of the fart that Megan had released. It was another ten minutes as Christina wrapped up her 21st, 22nd, and 23rd bowls of chili. She wasn’t completely finished, but she felt it was now her turn to let loose a fart from her butt canon. Megan had sat back down in her seat as she soaked in the killer SBD that she had laid. Christina then pointed her tight blue-jean covered ass in her direction and started to grunt as she felt her sphincter open up. PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!

It sounded like a whoopee cushion going off, only if the whoopee cushion was ten feet in diameter and being released by a dozen people however. The sound was strong enough to vibrate all the chairs on the stage and blow a powerful yellow wind in Megan’s direction. The smell was out of this world, of course it would be for Christina, but this was rather impressive even for her standards. The smell of onions, cheese and beans filled the air as Christina pushed out this 30-second fart. The smell was powerful enough to burn up the nostrils of both Christina and Megan and both started to cough from the deadly odor that was emitting itself from Christina’s bottom. But it was the ever-growing power of the fart that did Megan in. As the fart was being released, it grew stronger and its coverage expanded to include not just the stage but the area surrounding it. Soon, Megan had breathed in too much of the sulfur and the methane that she couldn’t take in anymore. She fell to the stage as Christina started to pinch her nose from the atrocious odor of her fart.

“Ewww…I didn’t think it would be that bad!” Christina said out as she looked at the only other person still standing in the audience, Tim.

“What did you think would happen when you ate 20 bowls of chili?”

“Correction, it will be more than 20 bowls, I’m still a little hungry, I’m going to eat your sister’s bowl and see if I can get myself a little more before we wrap up here. I’ll let your sister hang around here on the floor for a little….jeez it reeks up here. I mean…damn that was horrible!” Christina said as she walked over to Megan’s half-empty bowl of chili and started to finish it. In addition, she ate a few more bowls, equating out to 30 bowls of chili, a new personal record for her, it would almost most likely lead to a personal record of farts too. But for now she didn’t release any other farts there at the stage, but she didn’t have to, despite the cool breezes coming off the ocean the hang time of the fart was still impressive and it hung over the area for about 30 minutes, allowing Christina to bask in the warmth of her potent fart.

“Too much chili…Megan you know nothing about ‘too much chili.” Christina said as she finished her 30th bowl of the chili while standing over Megan’s still lifeless body. Her stomach was bubbling even more as it continued to process the chili, this would be a very long afternoon.

Following the contest, Megan had gotten back her consciences as the three made it back to Section 26, which was a part of the CIA’s operations on the West Coast of the United States. Christina had spent all of her life in the underground complex beneath Telegraph Hill in San Francisco with her parents, who were both agents of Section 26, working under the authority of Captain Frank Parker. Christina’s mother was killed when she was eight during a mission and her father Bill and Parker took over as the two who looked after the budding Christina. Christina, Tim and Megan rode down the elevator that linked a house, which served as the secret entrance to the complex, with the underground complex itself, which sprawled a ways in each direction. The complex, which was originally a military base during World War II, in the event that the Japanese would have invaded San Fran, was converted to Section 26’s needs in the 1980s where Bill was among the first agents. With that privilege, he was able to have his daughter live with him. As they descended, there was a loud rumbling noise that crested into great blast that could originate from only one person. BBBBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!

A bright yellow fog enveloped the elevator car in only a second as Christina had torn open her asshole with a brand-new, 15-second devious blast of chili bean-infested flatulence. The strong noise had rattled the eardrums of both Tim and Megan as they gagged from the powerful stench that filled the car in the same record time. Christina laughed up above the heads of her boyfriend and his sister as the elevator reached the bottom and opened up. Megan ran out as quickly as she could as she tried to get some fresher air, Tim could only look up at his bubbling girlfriend with pride and admiration.

“That was awesome.” Tim said in a subdued voice as the two got off the elevator with a wave of her yellow beany gas flowing out and into the hallway. The Section 26 fumigators turned on the spot and began to filter the gas through a system that cleaned the air. Of course, as with most things that involved Christina’s flatulence, it wasn’t enough. Luckily, this was the federal government, so funding was made available that secured equipment that would handle Christina’s gas. Her farts were severe enough to ensue several safeguards for the other agents who lived in the complex, and occasionally Christina herself. Sure, when the fumigators were devised two years ago, they were enough to handle Christina’s superior farts, but as she has grown up, the potency of her gas had quadrupled, which meant that while the fumigators worked, the powerful stench of her farts was still heavy, and worse, with the fumigators on full blast, the deadliest of Christina’s farts would smell as bad as Megan’s on a bad day without the fumigators. Christina could only giggle as she saw her creation spread out through the interior hallway of the underground complex. Christina’s gas had the unique ability to spread and conquer new air in the vicinity of her own gas. This gave her farts an extra boost of their already prolonged hang times. Rooms would often stink for hours after a single gastric explosion from Christina’s bowels.

“I love you Timmy.” Christina said as she lowered her head and kissed her boyfriend, giving them a pure moment of love. Just the thought of this beautiful girl’s breasts in front of Tim was enough to give any sane guy a boner, but the potent stench of Christina’s gas made it much better.

“I love you too Christina…my love, my sweet, with your farts as strong as ever.” Tim said as he took in another whiff of Christina’s potent butt blasts.

“Oh yeah…and just think, they are gonna be bad for a good while…after last year’s contest I had broken most of my former records, up to that point of course, and took a nice Class 4 shit…the way my stomach’s growling with all that extra chili inside, the toilet may not be able to handle what I got for it this time.” Christina laughed as she walked off toward Megan, trying to get her back so that she didn’t wander off too much. And Christina was right…after last year’s contest; she farted a then-record 135 times that day with farts that regularly crossed 70 on the CFI scale. Section 26 was evacuated for a few hours as Christina cleared out the complex and then preceded with a monster-sized Class 4 dump. Her dumps were things of legends, even with the larger modified toilets that Section 26 had installed for Christina’s own private bathrooms, she was clogging up the toilets at the tune of one to two times a week, it would take a special maintenance crew, paid hazardly, to clean up the mess.

After checking the various rooms of the complex, she found Megan inside the Research and Development room. The R&D department had been behind many of the innovations that made life bearable for those in Section 26 with Christina’s gas. With the science-lab looking room that had various gadgets and formulas, they had a whole section of the room that was devoted to dealing with Christina’s gas. Of course, the one formula they couldn’t create, or hadn’t been able to create, was the most important, the one that would get rid of her gas. Her digestive system was just too powerful for anti-gas medication to even work, even in large quantities. She had drunk an entire vial of Gas-X before, and then proceeded to rip a strong, vibrating, stinky fart afterwards with no effect. As Christina saw Megan inside, she could already gather what she was doing.

“You’re not going to find it.” Christina asserted as Megan looked back and saw Christina standing there as menacing as possible with her hands over her hips.

“Find what?” Megan said with a false sense of truthfulness.

“My gas is produced from within…it’s all natural, it’s all me. There is nothing there that makes it worse.” Christina said as she saw the look on Megan’s face, her motive had been caught.

“I thought there was something in here that would amplify your farts….” Megan said, referring to the often-mentioned formula that did enhance Christina’s farts at times, but there was one important detail.

“Yeah…my farts. The formula would go through you with no effect, while for me…well…let’s just say that this would smell even worse.” Christina said with a laugh as Megan looked on with curiosity. PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!!!! Megan could hear what sounded like air coming out of a balloon, which crescendoed into a hissing noise that burned Christina’s panties as a torrent of gas blew out of her ass and inflated the seat of her pants while the gas particles awaited in turns to leave through the seams of her blue pants. There was too much gas to leave at once, the particles had to wait, this chili-induced gas was going to be epic!

“Oh God!” Megan said in horror as she placed her hands over her mouth and began to breathe in the raunchy stench from the 15-second SBD that Christina had produced. Another plume of yellow gas began to circle around the room as Megan gagged to the stench that was coming from Christina. Each one of Christina’s farts, only three since the chili-eating contest, with many still on the way, was leagues ahead of Megan’s worst, but enough about that, this fart was a flesh-eater. Even Christina was dismayed by the dread that hung over with the pungent odor of her fart. It reeked of raw rotten eggs that had the digested bean and onion aftertaste with it. The fart cleared the room out in only seconds as it was being pushed out with a fiery passion out of Christina’s behind. Megan coughed as she tried to muscle her way through putting up with the fart. She looked over at the vial with the brown liquid in it, which held the formula that enhanced her farts. Next to it, she saw another vial with a pink liquid in it, she wondered about it.

“What’s in there?” Megan asked as she tried to wave the yellow fog around her, holding her hand over her mouth and nose and protest. Christina, without coughing or holding anything up to her face, walked over to the liquid and looked at it with curiosity, she had never seen it before.

“Maybe it’s the next stage in farting, I had been told that they were producing something that could be used in even worst conditions, perhaps something that could be used for terrorist purposes. I hear the CIA has been talking with Parker about using me to gas out some caves overseas, or something like that.” Christina said with a giggle as she thought about that thought. True enough, her gas had been classified as a biological weapon in some respect, the first humanly-produced weapon in existence. There had been talks of investigating the bowels of the 19-year old to discover what made the digestive process so fierce and the aftereffects so severe. In experiment was conducted last year where three scientists and Bill were shrunk using magic inside the anus of Christina to investigate her farts from a much closer vantage point, with devices and recording instruments that helped in the study, but more on that later. The experiment would prove fatal for one of the scientists and near-fatal for Bill. Circumstances arose during that experiment that left Bill unprotected from the worst of Christina’s farts while shrunk within her ass and he became dependent on the farts afterwards. His lungs were physically altered so that he had to breathe in a fart from Christina up to every four hours constantly or his lungs would stop functioning. Largely for this reason, Christina’s farting was kept at its peak condition afterwards, to keep Bill alive, who could only breathe in the flatulence from his daughter.

“It would certainly work…but why use something even more potent than what you have already. Isn’t that overkill?”

“Yeah I guess so, but not when you really want your enemies dead…I suppose this could make my farts truly deadly. They are only somewhat deadly, and only after eating beans for seven days could I produce a real fart, without any help, that can kill, and it’s not likely I will eat that many beans again…” Christina said as she felt another rumble in her stomach. She thought about releasing that fart, but decided to keep it in a little more to allow it to ferment in her stomach even more.

“What…you gotta fart again?” Megan asked as she started to think about those two potions on the table. They wouldn’t do much for her, or at least Christina claimed, but maybe she could still use them to her advantage.

“Why don’t you drink both of those?” Megan said to Christina who looked at her with a WTF look. Indeed, what was Megan thinking?

“I’m in a more friendly mood…with all that chili you ate, and with the original farting potion, and the second farting potion, let’s see how bad your farts can really get.” Megan said with a sly smile on her face, Christina still wasn’t sure whether or not to believe her.

“You gotta be serious…a few minutes ago; you were looking for ways to make your farts worse…now you want me to make my farts worse?”

“That’s right.” Megan said with conviction. Of course, this was Megan we were talking about; she had another purpose behind her idea. She was going to leave Section 26 and head back home and leave Christina with Tim. Her hope was that Christina could produce a strong enough fart to kill both herself and her brother, or at least Christina; she wasn’t keen on killing her brother as she hoped that he would leave. These ideas were still random and she had to think it through a little more, but there wasn’t time for that. However, if Christina were to gas herself to death with uber-powerful farts, then she could work on getting back at Tim.

“You want me to…down both of those vials, right?”

“Duh…yes, how many times do I have to tell you, drink both of them…let’s see how bad you can get, you know you want to.” Megan had stroked the fires of Christina’s curiosity. Christina did want to push the envelope further and further, it was just a part of who she was. She loved her massive farts and the effects they had on people. She didn’t want to impact people for a long period of time, but every now and then she loved to inflict her raunchy butt blasts at others, just to show her power. She already had the size of one of the most powerful and tallest females in the world, and her farting just added to that power. She looked at both of those vials with her brown eyes and the fates of all changed forever in an instant, she agreed to Megan’s proposal.

“Alright Megan…I’ll drink both, and then you better get away.” Christina said with a smile, just knowing how strong her farts were about to become. Megan smiled just as well, as she saw her plan coming to fruition. Christina first took the brown vial and downed it a couple of seconds. Already, she could feel the chemical breaking down within her, adding what was considered an insane amount of new bacteria that would break down her chili even more and give her far more potent gas. She then looked at the pink liquid, thinking that it was this super-fart drug and she opened her mouth and began to sallow the substance down. It tasted very much like Pepto-Bismol, and it had a similar composition and color. As the liquid poured down her throat, she felt a bit funny, at which point she looked over at Megan who was smiling with her eyes beaming with pride, Christina had felt like she had been tricked.

“You bitch…you think that giving me anti-gas medicine is going to help….whoa….I’m not feeling to well…” Christina said as she placed her left hand on the table to balance herself, she was starting to feel funny. She felt the digestive juices within her stomach gargle as a rush of gas started to push to her anus. She lifted her right leg up slightly off the ground and bended it out backwards as she grunted with the immense feeling of pain she suddenly had. Megan knew that she had unleashed the beast of Christina’s gas and she started to back away as Christina struggled to fight the gas from within her. In the next few seconds, scores of gas met up at her anus and she felt the need to pass gas, major gas.

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A terrible fart, in terms of its size and power and stench roared its way out through Christina’s tight blue jeans as she started to feel relief as she released this monster, 30-second blaster out from her ass into the still flatulent-laden room. The various vials and glasses on the table next to her started to vibrate as the fart had the power of a median-sized earthquake; it was a powerful fart which had enough of a strong noise to momentarily make Megan deaf. Green, Christina-produced fart gas started to pour out of her ass with a toxic odor that had brought Megan to her knees on the ground, complaining about the stench. It was as if a large pile of rotten eggs had been set on fire in that room, allowed to simmer in a scorching heat that allowed the foul smells to float freely around the room, and the complex as it were. Even Tim, in the bedroom waiting for Christina had thought that Christina was unleashing her dump on the toilet now. The whole of the complex started to smell like the toilet bowl that Christina was using. Christina gagged profoundly as the smell was overtaking her and her eyes were watering and she was sweating from the rapid rise in temperature. Megan had already collapsed on the floor for a lack of oxygen as the fart was dying down to its final sputter. It was a grand fart, easily in Christina’s Top-10 of all time, and given that the Top 50 farts on Earth had been produced by her, that was an accomplishment. As the fart was finished, she started to breathe a sigh of relief as she tried to comprehend the massive fart she had just cut. She looked around and saw green and yellow gas floating about the air with a terrible density.

“That chili is gonna kill me…but it looks like Megan has suffered for her mistake…should of have told her that Pepto does nothing for my body, let’s see if Tim is okay….whoa….what the….” Christina fell to the floor and started to clutch her stomach as it was in pain again, she was feeling more gas coming, but there was another feeling going on within her, something she couldn’t describe, since she had never had it before. As she breathed in more of her devious gas, she began to get disoriented, a bit off-balanced as the pain that was inflicting her radiated throughout her entire body. As it has been stated, there was no way of knowing what she was feeling or what was going on, maybe Megan knew something else about that pink liquid, or maybe she knew nothing about it. All that changed as Christina closed her eyes for a brief second and felt the pain going away, then she started to feel the touch of concrete, glass, wood and air as her body was doing something very radical, something she had been familiar with but not on this scale, she was growing.

The growth took about 15 seconds and it took Christina that same amount of time to comprehend what was going on. She broke through the Section 26 complex and upward through the role of houses that formed the outer layer of the complex. Once she had broken through the houses, she continued to gain altitude. The scene in the Telegraph Hill neighborhood in the late afternoon was a bright one with sunshine breaking through some clouds that had hung over the Bay Area. Suddenly, the site of picturesque Victorian houses was altered with the sight of a massive Hispanic girl rising through the air and the sound of destruction taking place beneath her feet. Her tight blue jeans and red and white shirt remained intact, but the girl underneath them was suddenly much larger, Christina had risen in height to 100 feet in height. The whole experience was as confusing for Christina as it could have been, after 15 seconds of feeling rock and steel go against her strong body, with little ill effect, she was now outdoors and Megan and Tim were not to be seen.

“Oh boy.” Christina said as she started to adjust her eyes to the sudden sight in front of her. Her feet remained buried underneath the ground as she could feel what felt like hallways or rooms that were meshed up with her white size 14 (normally) Nike tennis shoes. She scanned the area around her, she was about three stories higher than most of the houses, and at the height of the other median-sized apartment buildings. To her right, the peak of Telegraph Hill and Coit Tower rose above her, she was much bigger, but she wasn’t the tallest sight in the area. Still, the sight of a massive girl had started to gain the attention of those around her. As she was still trying to comprehend everything, she realized that Megan and more importantly Tim were still down where her feet were. She picked up her right foot and made her first footfall as a giantess, shaking the concrete road with a powerful vibration that rattled the nearby buildings, though not enough to damage any of them, this was San Francisco after all, she would need more to shake the foundations of the buildings. She then took her left foot and took it out of the complex and joined it with her right foot on the street. Cars beneath her feet were destroyed as she turned back down and started to look toward the gaping hole where the complex was.

“Captain Parker is not going to be pleased.” She said in a loud powerful voice. She had just noticed the vibrating noise her voice made as she looked down to see if she could locate Tim and Megan. After a quick pan she couldn’t see them, but she heard the noise of screaming come from down there. Taking her hand down one of the corridors, she felt something craw onto her hand, it felt like Tim, and something else. She took the hand out from the corridor and back up into the air as Tim started to look around as he rose higher into the air in the palm of his girlfriend’s hand. Lying down on the palm next to Tim’s standing body was Megan, still passed out from Christina’s last fart. Down below, a green haze slowly emitted itself out from the gaping hole, her strong fart was making a run for the outside world, but it wouldn’t last too much longer. Meanwhile, Tim was coming face to face with Christina Lopez for the first time. Christina’s head was a couple of feet higher than Tim’s entire body and it looked as radiant as ever as Tim was awestruck at the sight of his girlfriend, larger than life. As the two looked at each other, Tim broke the silence by asking, in a shouting voice.

“What happened?!” His voice was actually a little too loud for Christina to hear, but her’s echoed throughout Tim’s body even more.

“Not sure.” She said in a quiet, but still echoing voice, giggling at the end of her statement. She continued to acquaint herself with the surroundings; she was at the intersection of Filbert Street and Stockton Street. To the west rose the high rises of the North Beach neighborhood and Russian Hill further out. To the north, she could see over the hill and down toward Pier 39 and San Francisco Bay. To the east was Coit Tower, still towering over her at the moment, and to the south, was the high-rises of Downtown and Chinatown. Down below her was Washington Square Park with Christina as tall as the nearby St. Peter and Paul Cathedral.

“Well…you sure have more of a bird’s eye view of the city…and a following I might add.” Tim looked down below at the crowd that was descending before Christina’s feet.

“How tall do you think I am?” She asked with her voice booming in Tim’s ears.

“Not sure….but you seem to be gaining an audience.” That audience was able to give Tim some time to calculate. The people on the streets weren’t any taller than the bottom of her pants legs. As they gazed up the body of the tight blue-jeaned body that was Christina, they saw her budging buttocks hanging in the air about 50 feet up, which was about five stories in the air. Each of her butt cheeks were larger than houses and was round and full as ever before. Higher up, her E cup breasts protruded out at about the seventh story level, as they were about larger than a person each. Tim could be buried in her cleavage and never know it. By the time she was done, the nearby people were only as tall as the top of her tennis shoes. Slowly, looking down, she headed toward the park. She picked up her right foot and walked over a gathering of people to land in the center of Washington Square Park. A grumbling noise could be heard throughout the park as she looked down and saw the crowd that had gathered at her presence had shrunk even more.

“Uh oh…I feel a nice one coming!” She laughed as she stood there in the park, with the top of the spires of the nearby church now at the level with her ass, her large juicy ass that was now loading what was about to be the biggest fart ever. Tim looked around and saw that the growing crowd, curious as to the giant girl in their park was looking up in awe at the Hispanic beauty. They had no clue what was about to happen. Christina looked at Tim and told him that she had to let go so that she could clutch her stomach, she asked if there was a place she could put him.

“Wait a minute…fart while at that size…what would happen?” Tim asked as he started thinking about his girlfriend, the monster farter she was, letting one rip at this size. Still, the pressure at her sphincter was getting bigger and when she had to release the pressure she would do it. Christina was not shy about farting in public, as she had demonstrated before. Originally, she was embarrassed by her bigger farts while growing up, but by middle school and on she embraced her power and began using it more and more, while improving on the potency of her primary weapon. Now, she was going to discharge it on a far larger caliber.

“Not sure…but the world is about to find out!” She said with a growing amount of enthusiasm. Tim then brought up another idea of his, something that he had thought of for a while, but only now had the opportunity to try out.

“Yes…and this may sound weird…but I’ve always fantasized about a giant you…and envied your father for being inside your butt….”

“No Tim…I’m not killing you!” Christina commanded as the crowd looked with interest in the conversation.

“Well…how about your back pocket?”

“Yeah…but I’m about to fart!” Christina said, with a bit of urgency and noise. The crowd below her started to get worried as they were unsure about a giantess’ farts, let along Christina’s. Tim shook his head and stated that it would be no worse than getting face farted by Christina, and she went ahead with his request. His body was able to fit in the warm confines of Christina’s right back pocket. He could smell the reeking odor of Christina’s previous farts and knew that he was in for the blast of his life. He could feel the powerful buttcheek, so large and dominate; he knew that he had found a home. This home was not as comfortable as he would have wanted it to be however. He was sweating up a storm and his body really was pinned to her ass with the thick denim fabric pushing him against the denim covering of her ass. If it were any consultation, he was not facing her butthole directly.

“Are you okay Tim?” Christina asked her boyfriend, who responded yes back to her, even with his voice muffled by her jeans.

“Okay then…brace yourself!” Christina cried out as she began channeling in her inner gases and bringing the gas to her anus for final expulsion. She had never tried out a fart at this scale, so she was a bit unsure if she should try it out or not…but Christina wasn’t a quitter and the gas pangs had impacted her for a few minutes up to this point, she had to relieve herself. She grunted her face and concentrated on the crowd below her as she smiled. She shifted her weight onto her right foot as it pushed into the ground. Raising her left foot just a little off the ground, she began to open up her sphincter and introduce the world to a new reality of smell. Then a powerful noise began to be heard, like that of a million tubas playing at the same time, Christina, as a giantess, was breaking wind.

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For the world’s first giant fart, it was a blue-ribbon winner. It was an explosion; it had the feel and the power of one. Her massive buttocks quivered as the 40-second blast continued to blow out from her enlarged asshole. The explosion of a fart was like a small bomb going off in the neighborhood, rattling everything within site and ringing the church bells of the nearby church. San Franciscans had not seen an explosion or destruction of this nature since the 1906 earthquake. The fart was a terrible stinker that spewed a toxic green fog throughout the park. Trees in the park started to die as this windy fart carried on. The trees were blowing with the force of a hurricane that had swept through the city and trash cans and small objects were hurled into the wind down the street as they were picked up by the fecal winds of her fart. The windows of the nearby church were shattered underneath the deafening noise that had come out from her fart. And then there was the ungodly stench that came out of her ass. People throughout the park began passing out as they were assaulted with a blinding hot wind that had the smell of a shit. While the fart was a powerful explosion from five stories high, another flume of green gas came flying down Christina’s pant leg and out from underneath her pants, reinforcing the toxic gas to those on the ground. As the fart continued, it went from an explosion into that of a wet explosion, it was becoming a wet fart and the smell of shit was only amplified as she continued her gaseous blast into the air. The wet power of the fart made it smell like a baby’s diaper that was caught on fire, creating a noxious smell as if there ever were one.

The people on the streets began to panic as they heard this ground-shaking explosion of a fart rupture from above them and the cloud of green gas cascading down to street level. Christina was well known with gassing out entire corridors, let alone rooms, and this fart was going to have a tremendous range. Starting from the intersection of Gilbert and Stockton, the fart grew in power as it went up and down the streets in each direction. The scene was similar to that of the World Trade Center towers coming down with billows of cloud and debris going after the people running away, only it was flatulence coming from Christina that wilted every tree and killed all the grass that it came into contact with, this was a monster fart beyond belief. The cloudy wind of fart gas continued for about five blocks in each direction before it began to die down in intensity, but those caught underneath it were either knocked out unconscious, or conscious but breathing very badly. They could taste the shit and rotten eggs in their mouths, and it was an ungodly smell and an ungodly taste and it forced numerous people to vomit with the burning eyes and hacking coughs.

At Tim’s level, he could feel the fabric of Christina’s blue jeans heat up like a supernova as the fart was being blasted at his face. He could feel the burns marks form on his face as the smell of rotten eggs engulfed his every being, he was being marked by Christina, again. His entire body was vibrating with the force of a 10-pointer that shook his mind around. To him, the experience was more than just breathing in his girlfriend’s farts like in the past, it was experiencing her farts; it was becoming one with them. As the fart went into its wet phase, he could feel small droplets form in the pocket that had originated in her bowels. He was feeling her liquid shit as the fart continued to roar its way out of her pants. As the fart died down, Tim could breathe in nothing but his girlfriend’s gas, he was starting to worry that he might end up like Bill, as he couldn’t find any oxygen. He was coughing and screaming as he pounded on the buttcheek of his giant girlfriend, but she couldn’t hear him or feel his hand pounding on the wall of her pants. She was too busy concentrating on her next masterpiece, a 15-second long SBD.

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“Whoa! That one is gonnnnna reek!” Christina said jubilantly as she began waving the air behind her butt. She could feel the burning air as she pushed out her first monster-sized SBD. This was a rotten-egg fart, one that carried the over 1% hydrogen sulfide in its composition. Unlike the previous fart, it was as hot as molten lava, and in a very literal sense. The burning fart left an impressionable red flash across Tim’s face as he tried to back away from the seat of Christina’s pants. True, he wasn’t right next to Christina’s asshole, but he might as well have been there. The burning fart roared its way out of her asshole and went up her pants and down and it was from this vantage point that Tim could feel the burn against his face, the sulfuric burn that was akin to a chemical burn. He had remembered the fart that she had released on Friday night of the week-long bean feast, this was more painful. The truth was, there was simply more gas. Just because Christina was larger, didn’t mean that the fart was made up of the same chemicals and components. Her larger body simply meant that there were larger quantities of her killer gas to spew around.

The yellow fart gas burned through the area with a quicker speed that the previous fart and it began to cover more space. This was a Christina SBD after all, and their power was legendary. She could clear out half her high school with one of these, and she had done so in the past, so it was only a matter of time before the entire northeast section of San Francisco could be fogged in by the horrendous stench of this fart. Up and down the blocks for nearly a 10-block radius of her position, the silent-but-deadly fart fogged up all windows, turned up the heat by 20 degrees and fouled everything in the water supply and in people’s homes. For those who were inside their homes within the 10-block radius of Washington Square Park, they felt the temperature rise inside their homes and then saw the windows fog up as yellow gas seeped in from the outside cracks and holes and into their home, contaminating everything with Christina’s flatulent wind and blinding those inside. The toilets were getting well-used from people throwing up inside them as they found their nearest piece of clothing to cover their mouths from the nasty rotten-egg smelling SBD they were smelling. They were not yet aware of what was causing the gas, but as soon as they opened the door and saw the giant female laughing toward the intersection of Gilbert and Stockton, basking in the fart gas.

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Two more chili-powered farts roared their way out of Christina’s behind as she laughed from her previous two farts. She waved the air around from behind her butt as more green and brown gas started to flow from her position and down the streets of the city. Again, the coverage of her farts were growing even stronger and moving even closer. The tourists as Fisherman’s Pier and Pier 39 were now feeling the strong, hot wind of Christina’s farting as it roared down the streets and across to the pier. The blue skies around the bay started to get a weirder color as it interacted with Christina’s fart gas at the edges. Again, the gas flowed into thousands of people’s homes, and since San Francisco was among the densest locations in the country, even those four farts from Christina could wreak havoc on more people than if she were to let those bombs off in a smaller town. These last two farts again were raucous rumbliers that sounded to Christina like a helicopter taking off, and to the others down on street level, like something much louder, it was like a gigantic thunderstorm had taken place in Northeast San Francisco and that the people were being bogged down by the fecal winds of a giant 19-year old. As the farts had subsided, Christina waved the back of her butt to fend more of her deadly gas in the direction toward the west. With every movement of her right hand, what seemed like tons of gas, coming from this 405-ton girl, was being spread across more blocks of the city. In the matter of only a few minutes, Christina was quickly gassing out half the town. The clouds were being blocked out and in the zone closest to Christina’s position, the sun was almost completely out, with a deep haze of yellow and green hanging around, everything smelled like it was in the deepest asscrack of Christina’s butt, and by this point, the city was starting to take notice of who was doing all of this. Captain Parker, out on the Embarcadero had heard the commotion and started to notice a strange, but familiar smell, but it was this phone call that first brought his attention to what was going on.

“Parker here…what’s up?” Captain Parker, the veteran leader of Section 26 in his late 50s, answered an anonymous cell phone call that was received on his end as he was walking past the Ferry Building at the foot of Market Street and the Embarcadero. The sky above him, which had been blue for that afternoon, was slowly turning a bit more brown and green and it was a bazaar shade of colors that he had never seen in the clouds.

“We have a BIG problem…sir…it’s Christina.” Parker had recognized the voice as one of the other Section 26 agents who was in the North Beach neighborhood as he was near the location of Section 26. He began to describe the terrible conditions in the area. Christina remained standing as she continued to wave the air around her butt, pushing the toxic gas further around the area. The most intense patch of her gas pushed up both Telegraph Hill to the east and Russian Hill to the west and north toward the bay and Fisherman’s Wharf. To the south, the gas was heading with a green and brown cloud toward Chinatown. The sound of the agent’s voice indicated that breathing was difficult, sure he had been used to Christina’s farting, but nothing like this. In his area, the sun had been blocked out with the green and brown gas that hung over at street level. Now he knew what it was like to be in Christina’s bedroom, simmering in her gas that could hang over for an extended period of time. It was like a war zone down there on the street as the agent was trying to breathing in the copious, beyond copious, amounts of flatulence that hung over. It was a thick, hot and humid gas that flowed throughout the area. Up above, Christina was still looking down and amazed at the site of her gas as it spread throughout the area.

“God…look at what chili does to me…and the best part is…I’m only getting started….” PPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!! Christina began laughing as she pushed out yet another batch of her rotten egg gas into the air. The onions from the chili were ever present in this latest fart that burned out of her asshole and increased the air temperature around the area by another 10 degrees; it was now like being in a sauna there in North Beach. People could only breathe in the gas and their eyes were burning from the constant hot gas that was blasting their faces, which had become a little red, the closer they got to where Christina was. It was like going through a nuclear blast with Christina serving as ground zero, but her sights were focused elsewhere, south toward Chinatown and Downtown. The city was now starting to take notice of the massive Christina and her farting.

Parker could hear the loud blast from his position and sent a message back to his agent on the ground to describe the scene as Christina had cut that previous fart.

“Parker…it is murderous out here, it burns, it’s like being in Hiroshima, I don’t know any better ways of describing it.” The agent said through the sound of whizzing and coughing.

“What does it smell like…what does it smell….oh God…I think I can smell it now!” Parker said with a strong whiff of what was the very first wave of Christina’s flatulence reaching his nose, despite his location along the Embarcadero. He could see a cloud of brown and green loom up toward the west, but he couldn’t see where the wave was originating from yet.

“It’s like eggs sir…rotten eggs.” The agent’s voice was as terrified as ever as he continued to breathe in copious amounts of hydrogen sulfide. There was little oxygen left for him to breathe, but he was pressing on as he continued to move through the thick fog that enveloped the area around Section 26. Back at Christina’s position, she began walking along Stockton Street and neared the intersection with Columbus Avenue. Christina had felt some more rumbling within her stomach and the rumbling was now making a louder noise across the streetscape. She felt a small commotion in her pants and remembered that Tim was still in there. She went into her back pocket and carefully got her boyfriend out and held his body in her palm as she brought up it to him.
“Sorry about that Tim…but the way I’m going, I want to make sure that you are out of harm’s way. I hope you understand.” Christina said in a quiet, but still booming voice.
“Don’t worry Christina…I’m enjoying this, just look at the city, all that stink that lies below…I think I see something down there.” Tim said as he pointed there on Stockton Street. Her farting had brought the attention of the San Francisco PD, not a real surprise. The police were directing people at the intersection of Stockton and Columbus to move out of the way so that Christina couldn’t get to them, they were also creating a roadblock for the giant 100-foot 19-year old. There was a giantess urge in her to stomp on the police cars and continue south, but she felt that it was time to release even more of her chili-fueled gas. She destroyed some of the overhead wires that spanned the intersection and began to lower her body toward street level. The intersection already was filled with the flatulent clouds from her previous fart with bits of sunlight trying to come through and the police cars that were there on Stockton Street were trying to see what had happened. Finally, through the fog that had enveloped the area, Christina’s tremendous body appeared. Just the movement of her body was enough to push more of her stink-filled winds further down the street.

The mob watched her every move as though hypnotized. The massive teen shifted her weight onto her feet and brought one hand to her knee, propping herself up with the other arm. Finally, her legs folded and her feet planted solidly onto the road. She bent her legs and lowered her body in the middle of the intersection and finally stopped with her legs bent over and stretched over, exposing the space where her crouch was. She was on her tiptoes in her position. Looking up it looked like Christina was getting a bit more used to her cramped up location as her head was still seven stories high and looking down at the row of 20 police cars that lined down the street with two cars per row. There was a growing audience who was looking down the street toward Christina, waving their arms around from the heinous gas that already flowed in the area. Her ass now hung over the street, about two stories in height, the jean-encased ass was utterly massive, mounds of young Hispanic female flesh were contained with the cavernous canyon of her buttocks creating a deep riff in the flow of the denim fabric of her jeans. It was weird in the first place that her clothes had grown up with her, but it may have been for the best anyways, just being near the zone where the gas was expelled was enough to get people coughing and throwing up, and that was before any fart had been released. Still, they watched on as the two moons covered the width of the street and the sound of gas being processed meant that the ammunition that this girl was punching was being restocked, quickly.

The road became remarkably silent; the crowd was rendered speechless as no words could describe what was happening. Everyone was simply awestruck as the apparent teenager lowered her body toward the street with her butt only 10 feet from the ground. Up ahead, this bubbly teen was bubbling inside her stomach something fierce and Tim was already bracing for impact. Christina had placed him upon her shoulder so that she could concentrate on the gas that she had ready for expulsion.

“This is what happens when you eat a lot of chili guys!” Christina laughed as she looked down and began pushing on her stomach. The crowd was curious about her comment, of what it meant. But they were about to find out. Her enormous anus then started opening up and those nearest to her were now scared. The sphincter was being opened and the explosion of gas was beginning. In only seconds, she began to fart.

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The ear-piercing sonic blast rung in the eardrums of everyone in a four block region of the intersection and the booming noise vibrated the street and rattled the cars that were parked alongside the streets. As for the police cars themselves, they were being blasted with the 300-mile per hour winds that blew out from Christina’s butthole and out toward the street, pelting them with a windstorm of unmatched proportions. Billow after billow of green gas blew out from her ass as waves of her pungent gas began to flow out and around the intersection. The windows of the stores surrounding the intersection were being shattered by both the sonic blast of the fart and by the strong winds. The tree that stood in the southwest corner of the intersection was being killed off with the trees turning brown and branches being blown away down the street. The fart was directed toward the south so this was where the fireball-like fart (minus the fire itself) had its worst impact. Windows were shattered, doors were blown open or off and the deadly gas mustered its way through everything along a three-block stretch of Stockton Street, and that was just the strongest part of the gas. And yet, another plume of gas began to flow down through Christina’s jeans to street level, flowing out of the bottom of her pant legs and onto the street, reinforcing the strong gas that dominated the air.

Elsewhere, gas was flowing down Columbus Avenue and back up Stockton Street where it reinforced itself with the putrid winds already present. The chemicalness of the fart made it nearly impossible to inhale, there was too much of the hydrogen sulfide present, given that Christina’s farts on average produced ten times the amount of the chemical compound than a normal farter’s, her farts were producing more of the gas than humanly possible to breathe. People were being knocked out all around by the ghastly stench of the rotten egg gas, and then pushed over like toothpicks in a gale-force wind as the gas blew them off their feet. The gas itself weighed more than a group of people and it fell on the crowds like bricks, pushing them with the dense, humid and poisonous fog. The fart had gone on for thirty seconds and created huge columns of gas that were being pushed up the back of Christina and into the air, frightening those all around who had never seen a sight like this before. The gas continued its push throughout the area and it soon had covered everything east of Van Ness and north of Market in the city of San Francisco. All around the downtown, people were heading indoors and cars were driving erratically, it was like the scene from Independence Day with the fireball heading down the Los Angeles street, only it was simply a wave of gas, the first wave of gas that signaled greater things to come. Back up top, Christina was laughing her ass off as she waved her large hand down Stockton Street, spreading her toxic gas around. There was no way about it, these were some of her best farts ever and she had shared it with people on a catastrophic level. Down below, about two blocks away at Stockton and Broadway, an Asian news reporter was giving a firsthand account of the carnage.

“This giant girl just passed gas and it caused the trees her to blow as the fumes from what appears to be her normal digestive process is now circulating throughout the area. This is a truly horrid smell; you can actually smell what smells like beans that the girl ate, since she mentioned that she had eaten chili. I cannot believe that they cause her to pass gas like this, this is a fart of monstrous proportions…but of course, it may only be a small fart to her, I need to get some air now, it reeks of the bowel movements of this giant girl!” The reporter said as she heard a bit of booming giggling up from ahead, Christina was saying something to Tim.

“He…he…guess what Tim…I farted again.” She said as she began to push out another fart.

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This time, the fart she pushed out was a silent gusher that had even stronger winds and less of a booming noise, but it was no different from being in a hurricane. People held onto street poles and the police cars that hadn’t been blown away from the first fart, were gone after this one. Christina was clearing a way down the street as cars were flying in the air and debris kept on moving around. The metal staircases that lined the fronts of the buildings along Stockton Street were also being blown off and turned into projectiles down the street. Signs with Chinese text were being blown off or outright obliterated under the intense winds of the fart. Windows were fogging up once more and the gas was starting to peel away the paint on top of the street and at the very intersection she was pushing out this SBD. The reporter had started to make her way indoors before she was picked up off her feet and started to be blown across Broadway, finally being backed up against the wall of a Chinese business, feeling the pressure of the SBD blow against her body. The saving grace was that she wasn’t in direct contact with the fart, but it was strong enough that the wind that blew onto Broadway was still powerful. Luckily, the whole thing only lasted 15 seconds and she was able to resume her report, albeit to a missing cameraman backed up against the building.

“I don’t believe it…this giant girl just started to break wind again, only this time the trees are starting to blow away completely. It’s like being in a hurricane, right here in Chinatown and I can hear laughter up ahead, as the girl is complementing the powerful fart she had just let rip and the smell…oh God the smell…there are not words that can describe it, you have to smell it to believe it and I can’t imagine too many people here in San Francisco that can’t smell it right now. It reeks of beans and onions and cheese and dear Lord does this girl have a digestive process, I had lost my footing and can barely catch my breath…I seriously need some oxygen.” The reporter finished her report as hordes of people began to run away in either direction of the growing fog of flatulence that was flowing south on Stockton and in both directions down Broadway, along with the streets that intersected with Stockton. Back up top, Christina was pinching her nose as she smelled her horrendous smell.

“Jeez I reek….those were some good ones…don’t ya think Tim?” Her loud voice echoed in Tim’s eardrums. He began to scream back, seeing that it was the only way Christina was going to hear him.

“This is awesome Christina…you don’t realize how many fantasies I’ve had where something like this occurred…but to see it in real life, smell it in real life…” Tim began before Christina had cut him off.

“Yeah…but I don’t want to kill anyone with this…you knew how powerful my farts are in my bedroom, now to see it out here, it’s a little scary, and with that chemical I took down and the chili I ate, I fear that this may only be the beginning.” Christina said with a feeling of half-concern and half-anticipation. She had dreamt of something like this too…but seeing what had happened so far, she was a little worried of how much more she’d have to do to gas out the city. All around her, she could see her green gas covering nearly all of Northeast San Francisco in what looked like a flesh-eating fog that was flowing into new territories, and it looked as if the gas coverage was getting bigger, even after five minutes of her last fart!

Along the Embarcadero, Parker was trying to get a grasp of what was going on, people were running down the streets to the waterfront and were trying to fully understand themselves what was going on. Finally, a military helicopter that Parker recognized as one of Section 26’s came down on the street with a familiar person stepping out, it was Bill, Christina’s 45-year old father and among the first agents with Section 26.

“Frank? Frank? What the hell is happening here?” Bill asked as he stepped off of the helicopter and started to smell the warm air around him. The helicopter had just come in from San Jose and had not yet received word of the events taking place back in the city.

“It’s…it’s…it’s your daughter.” Parker said with a stagger in his voice. Bill continued to inhale the air, smelling something weird, yet familiar.

“Is it the day of the chili-eating contest, was that around here?” Bill had thought that the gas came from around that particular area and wasn’t aware yet that his daughter was producing the gas from elsewhere. Even though she was a giantess, she wasn’t immediately visible compared to the rest of the skyscrapers.

“Yes it is…but it’s your daughter…she’s huge!” Parker said with the biggest look of shock on Bill’s face Parker had ever seen. Bill actually fainted from the news and had gotten up a few minutes later to the sound of rumbling, coming from the footsteps that Christina was taking. She was continuing south into Chinatown with Tim and it was at that moment that Tim had mentioned something to her.

“When they had that group of scientists down your ass last year, didn’t some Chinese dude shrink them and then grow them back up?” Tim said out of the blue.

“Yeah…his name is Winn, I think he has a shop along this street but I’m not sure…why do you ask.”

“Could he be coming up with a spell that would shrink you…would you like me to…I don’t know, get rid of it.” Tim’s request was unusual, as he was basically asking to get rid of the only known chance to return to normal. Smelling her powerful gas throughout the city, she said one word to Tim that would change everything.

“Yes.” And with those words, she had Tim go back into her hand and lowered her hand to street level for Tim to climb off. As she arrived at street level, he started to get more lightheaded from the denser clouds of gas that existed below. His head was more adjusted to the gas however for prolonged exposure at the source of the gas, plus his numerous encounters with the gas, he started to walk down Stockton Street and looked around for an indication of the shop that Winn had in Chinatown. Meanwhile, the helicopter that was now carrying Bill and Parker began to fly up off the Embarcadero, also en route to Chinatown.

“Oh…my….God…I can see her, Frank, why can I see my daughter?” Bill said as he looked out and below on the street grid of San Francisco. She stood out among the shorter buildings in the Chinatown area, but was still shorter than some of the higher buildings in the Financial District.

“Well, it seems that she has been enlarged in some way.” Parker said, stating the obvious, causing Bill to do a facepalm.

“Yeah, but how did she become large?”

“Unknown…but as you can see below you, we have worse matters to tend to.” Parker said as he pointed to the growing cloud of green gas that flowed down the streets.

 
“It looks like typical chili gas…so the contest was today.” Bill said as a horrifying thought occurred to him, the last time that Christina had been at the chili eating contest and the long time it took to get rid of that gas, he gave a suggestion to Parker.

“Maybe you should have the mayor evacuate the city.” Bill suggested.

“Good idea…I’ll see if we can get Section 26 to run things…temporarily so that Christina will have contact with people she knows, that may make things better. From what we’ve heard, she hasn’t destroyed any buildings, intentionally at least, and hasn’t made any effort to hurt anyone, intentionally again. She’s just walking south along…what was it, Stockton Street toward Chinatown.” Parker said as the helicopter made its way toward the towering daughter of Bill Lopez. The helicopter was the size of a toy to Christina, but it was a familiar looking toy.

“Hey that helicopter looks familiar…is that you Captain Parker?” Christina’s booming voice could be heard from within the helicopter as Bill was looking around for the controls to the speaker so that they could communicate back with her. As they were doing this, the helicopter started to make a pass to go around Christina to examine the whole situation, to see what had been happening. The helicopter was hovering down on the level of Christina’s waist as it made a closer look at the fog that covered the area around Stockton Street and Broadway. The pilot of the helicopter, someone who did not regularly work for Section 26, was a bit of a pervert however, which is what made the next scene possible.

The young helicopter pilot had never seen a girl, as beautiful as Christina was, as a giantess and was ooging over the gigantic proportions of her body parts. Christina giggled quietly to herself, or as quietly as a 100-foot tall teen could giggle. Looking down at the crowds of panicked people in the foggy streets of her flatulence, it was like she was above a smoggy rainforest. What were simple E-cup boobs to her were larger than some buildings. Her hand could scoop a whole mob of humans up, her mouth could swallow them all down whole, of course the problem was that she had already eaten. She was simply above them in every way, physically and otherwise she was beyond the limits of humanity. Christina was a giantess on a city wide scale, and the pilot was getting distracted by the utter beauty of it all.

To the people below, the events of the past fifteen minutes were too weird to really sink in as reality. The wave of bean and egg smelling gas had turned what was a typical day in San Francisco to a war scene unfolding on American soil, created from an ass that loomed high up upon a set of legs. The legs were slender and youthful; they looked in every way to be beautiful a young woman's set of legs; except they were over 50 feet long. Even at the ankles they were over 10 feet tall, making them impossible to ignore or pass. Following the legs to their source, the people found Christina.

Once again the first impression was that of a slender, very well endowed young woman. But this young woman was standing on a two-lane street in the middle of a large American city, and she filled the space quite handedly. Her size was imposing, but at the same time she still looked exactly like a normal person, simply magnified to a great scale. She was covered in dust, but her eyes were easy enough to make out. The glowing eyes seemed as interested in her size as the crowd was. They twinkled brightly with glee as she beheld her hand in awe, then her gaze moved quickly, taking in the full sight of her body but didn't seem too fall anywhere else. Christina for the first time was realizing the beauty of what had happened to her; she was a goddess…with a gas problem. Her stomach began to give its usual indication that more gas needed to be expelled. Too bad the helicopter pilot was steering its way toward Christina’s backside.

Her beauty would be enough to make anyone pause and look even at normal height, but at her current size Christian was so astonishing that most were helplessly transfixed on her body. Her long legs were thick and well contained within her blue jeans with strong calve muscles and bulging thighs widening slowly and holding a perfect, enormously bubbled ass, with impossibly smooth and round cheeks. The arc of her behind flowed seamlessly into the flawless small of her back. Encased in her ginormous blue jeans, her two massive buttcheeks protruded proudly at the size of houses. A kid could slide themselves down the cheeks and off the street some six stories below from the top of her buttocks, which hung open by about ten feet from the rest of her back. The helicopter pilot was getting a little nosy as he moved in closer to the straining jean-covered ass, the ass of Bill’s daughter.

“Hey…what are you doing…we don’t need to get any closer?” Bill shouted out toward the pilot as the young man was trying to get a better look at the ass, which eclipsed the view of the helicopter as it was being viewed from behind. Christina saw this simply as some helicopter with someone getting a closer look at her behind and she wasn’t yet aware of who exactly was inside. The helicopter continued to hum as it moved closer yet to the humid and smelly zone behind Christina’s ass. Bill and Parker were starting to breathe the inhuman odor that was simply the residue after Christina’s last bout of farting. It smelled like her farts alright and Bill was familiar with the asscheeks, he had to breathe many a fart from those enormous glutes, which were now many times bigger than the helicopter itself.

Back up top, Christina was getting fed up with the helicopter hovering around her backside and felt that she needed to get rid of it the best way she could. She started to grunt and leaned slightly forward as her butt moved a little closer to the helicopter. Parker started screaming at the distracted pilot, telling him to move out of the way as quickly as possible before…

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Another sonic blast of a fart roared out from those perfect, ginormous asscheeks as Christina’s monster fart blew the helicopter and shattered the windows before sending the helicopter into a tailspin around the city, saved only by the pilot who picked up the controls and steered it back on a right course away from the blast. They couldn’t get directly behind her ass since the winds were still strong and even after the release; they continued to slow down as the aftereffects of her gas made it a little windy still. The winds from the blast were strong and it pounded against the denim barrier of Christina’s pants, but to her it was just a normal fart that had little additional damage. The fart thundered around the area where the helicopter was and spreaded more of her deadly gas around the area, making it smell even worse. This fart was actually among her weakest up to that point, but it was still pungent enough to add a little more to the ever expanding cloud of stink that was filling up more of the city. Bill and Parker were both blasted by the superheated radiation from Christina’s fart as it attacked the helicopter and moved it out of the way and hurling toward the ground. Luckily, the helicopter pilot had done his first right thing that day and steered the hurling helicopter toward a path of safety that moved it back across the bay. Parker had to slap him silly for what he had done.

“You fool…don’t ever get us behind there again?” Parker screamed as the pilot was still trying to breathe in the cabin of the helicopter. It reeked of several Christina farts rolled into one inside and Bill was at least happy to be getting his normal feeding, even if he didn’t need it for another couple of hours.

“Sorry sir…I just didn’t know that would happen…that’s some canon on the back of her…is she always like that?” The pilot, with only a little history about Christina’s involvement with Section 26, asked.

“That’s a regular fart, nothing out of the ordinary or spectacular.” Parker said to the pilot’s horror. His heart was still beating fast from the sudden movement of the helicopter after Christina broke wind.

Back on street level, Tim had to grab a hold of a street post for a few seconds as he allowed the latest wave of stink to overcome him before he walked into Winn’s Chinatown shop to ask about a shrinking spell. Winn, an older Chinese fellow who owned a remedy shop there in the district, didn’t know who the individual was, but once he mentioned Christina, he asked that he was acquiring the ingredients for the spell at the moment. Winn had been Section 26’s main consultant on various formulas for some of their more unorthodox requests.

“Yes…my assistant Bailey is gathering them right now, maybe you can help, there’s this container carrying a plant that will be needed for the spell, I only need a little of it, but bring the jar for me from the upstairs, Bailey will show you where to get it. I need that plant as it is vital for the spell, but be careful, it’s downright impossible to get more of it.” Bailey was in his mid-20s and had stayed with Winn for the past year helping him run his shop. Both were involved in the experiment that shrunk three scientists and Bill as they investigated Christina’s ass. Winn would often be recruited by Section 26 to assist in some operations using less than conventional means that did not involve using public tax money. But as Tim followed Bailey upstairs, Winn didn’t know yet that he had been the undoing for the spell to shrink Christina. He went up and got the jar and instead of returning it, made it to the roof of Winn’s shop with the jar carrying the rare plant and found a spot to burn it. While in the shop, he got a hold of some matches and got set to burn the plant, all without Bailey or Winn ever knowing it. As he was about to light the jar on fire and burn the plant so that it couldn’t be used, bigger problems arose, Christina had made her way to the shop, as she was now in the Chinatown neighborhood.

“Bailey…it’s that kid from Section 26…that is who the giant is?” Winn asked a bit confused, he knew there was a giant girl; he just didn’t realize who it was. Christina looked around as she began to concentrate on more gas she had been holding up. Locating an empty garbage bin on the roof, Tim began to burn the plant as he saw that his girlfriend, with her butt about 20 feet higher than the roof of Winn’s shop was grunting with expectation for more gas. Down on street level, Winn and Bailey were heading indoors as Christina began to break wind once more.

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Three chili-fueled farts roared their way out of Christina’s ass and the smell of the city increased tenfold as Christina had cut loose her deadliest farts yet. The first fart was strong enough to catch wind of the fire that Tim had and it caused the fire to catch the garbage bin on fire and created a fireball there on the top of the roof. A strong, unbearable smell of onions and cheese spread throughout the rooftop, and the rest of the area, with a smell that brought everyone to their knees and in tears. Tim saw the fireball and made a quick exit to the metal staircase that took him back to the ground level, that was just as the second fart began and Tim realized the error in his decision.

Christina was still standing up and the blast wasn’t aimed directly at the street, it was actually aimed toward her back which was facing north, but that didn’t matter as the green cloud of reinforced gas came down to Stockton Street and started floating down the street in a wall of green and gray that roared down the street at speeds of 100 miles per hour that was several stories high. Tim had to hold onto the metal staircase of the stairs there in front of Winn’s shop. He now knew what it was like to be a TV reporter in the middle of a hurricane, holding onto stuff while a consistent wind was blowing down the street. Parking meters were being ripped up from the street and cars were flying or moving around as windows continued to be shattered and all the food that had been placed on streetcars were being fouled by the scorching hot wind that originated in a 19-year old’s bowels.

Then came the third fart, perhaps her largest so far. She had released an awful lot of gas up to that point, but this was a bean-fueled fart that was as atrocious and terrifying as anything that anyone had ever heard in that city. The sound of a long explosion could be heard ahead as Christina cut that third, 45-second long fart that roared out as a supersonic noise that shook the buildings nearby there in Chinatown and blew whatever was still on the ground off its foundation and around the street. People were holding on to whatever they could, if not retreating into their homes. In Winn’s shop, he and Bailey had to hunker down underneath a heavy table as gale force winds were blowing into the establishment, destroying various artifacts that Winn had for sale along with some of the ingredients for the spell that he was concocting. He hadn’t seen Tim returned and now he was a bit concerned that Tim was caught up in the tornado-strength winds that were blowing down Stockton Street and the adjacent alleys like a strong wind tunnel, making the winds even worse.

As the fart lasted, the stench in the Chinatown neighborhood grew incrementally worse as more of Christina’s methane and sulfur found its way into everything on everyone. Clothing, hair, skin, fabric, food, everything had been branded with Christina’s foul digestive wind and there was nothing that anyone could do about the rotten egg, garbage and skunk smelling gas that was being pumped into the atmosphere, killing off birds and other wildlife in the process. The poor creatures simply didn’t have the lung capacity to take in the foul wind and the birds were being blasted by a wind that was stronger than anything they were used to feeling in the Bay Area. But what had happened on top of Winn’s roof was even worse, that fire that Tim had started with the critical plant for the shrink spell was being ignited into a larger fire that was now spreading from rooftop to rooftop, being fueled by the violent and stinky wind of Christina’s fart. It was almost as if the 1906 earthquake was happening again, only this time without any of the earth shaking part, oh it was shaking though, just not like a seven-pointer. From 100 feet up, Christina was looking at the spreading fire and a thought had occurred to her.

“So this is why farts shouldn’t be lit…now I know…God is sure looks green around here.” She giggled as she looked around at the continuous growing coverage of her gas; it was spreading ever more, though the hills around the area she was in was keeping it in place for now. The basin that was formed by Telegraph, Russian and Nob Hills was keeping the worst of the gas in the Chinatown and North Beach areas, but the gas found its way up the hills ever so slowly. The helicopter carrying Captain Parker and Bill was moving closer back to Christina and it could see the ghastly green fog that was covering everything in that general region. Parker had already contacted Mayor Lee to have the city evacuated and the residents of the City by the Bay were more than willing to comply, they could already smell the wretched stench from Christina’s farts and knew that staying would be a bad idea. Finally, the helicopter made it back toward the front of Christina, staring at her vast amount of breasts.

Her hefty masses of womanhood protruded out firmly against the tight, straining fabric of her red and white striped shirt, which for some reason had survived the growth. Christina's natural teen firmness was visibly dominating gravity, barely allowing ten tons of extraordinarily soft mammary to sag an inch. The perky way they sat on her chest, and how they would playfully bounce with uncommon levity with her every slight action belied the incalculable weight given from their impossible dimensions. To Christina, they were simply the tits of an overdeveloped 19-year old. To everyone else, they were each double the size of an average home, and here they sat casually upon the chest of this giantess before them. The helicopter went further up from her breasts to a height of 80 feet to stare Christina in the face. She was too curious by the helicopter and started the conversation.

“Hello?” Her voice was nearly enough to blow the helicopter away, but the chopper stayed up and Parker was able to get the speaker system working and speak to Christina for the first time.

“Christina…it’s me, it’s Captain Parker!” Parker yelled into the microphone on the helicopter, with a voice that was amplified around Christina’s voice. Her face turned to glee as she began smiling at hearing a familiar voice. The two then carried on a brief conversation about what had happened. In short, Christina mentioned a mysterious liquid but informed Parker that Section 26 had some issues, and that Megan was still on the ground around there. She asked him to pick Megan up and make sure she was okay. She also admitted that she did not know where Tim was, but that he was around and to get a hold of him if they saw him too. Parker told Christina that they were taking over the situation and that the mayor and police force were being told, for the moment, not to intervene and that the city was being evacuated.

“Because of my farting I suppose.” Christina replied as she was told of the city’s plans.
“Well, that and you being about a hundred feet high…it’s a logical conclusion. Actually, the residents of the city are evacuating on their own anyway, it turns out your farts really can clear out a city, let alone a room…just try not to destroy anything.” Parker answered.

“Oh…I’ll try not too…awww!” Christina voiced some pleasure as she finished off that statement. Parker was a bit worried about this, as he had seen that look on her face before. His concern was realized only moments later when the helicopter was caught up in a mysterious wind that blew it around, but not as bad as before. In this case however, the bite was much worse than the bark and Christina had just laid out another putrid SBD.

The silent but deadly fart emptied her bowels for about five seconds and burned her gigantic panties with the force that was almost as hot as the sun itself, or so it seemed. This time, it was a yellowish-tan gas that flowed out of her ass, carrying with it the particles of a particularly rough and foul scent of flatulence. The foul wind fueled the flames for the rooftop fire even more as a couple of military helicopters were on their way to try to drench the fire in water, they were caught in the spreading force of the gassy wind and had to retreat briefly before resuming their run. Airborne vehicles were not immune to the smelly wind either, the burning aroma of digested onions had blanketed the area of the city several times over and it was nearly impossible to even stand being in that region. Winn was gagging and chocking up on the dreadful odor and Bailey was doing no better. Tim had made it back on street level which looked like an absolute war zone. Staring his girlfriend’s giant tennis shoes in the eye as he faced the north through the Chinatown neighborhood, the yellow poisonous gas was mixing in with the green gas to create a sinister stench that was out of this world. He had his shirt over his eyes and nose and mouth as he tried to get a little comfort from the gas, but there was nothing he could do, his gigantic girlfriend had just come back from eating some 30 bowls of chili, there were going to be repercussions from this.

“Christina…your silent ones are bad in the complex…can you imagine how bad they are out here?” Parker asked as the helicopter had been blown a bit from the silent winds for her SBD.

“Er…sorry about that. They must be horrible now!” She said with a sly smile on her face.

“Anyway…I have agreed with the city to find you a location where you can stay without causing much trouble.” Parker said as he tried looking for any facial expressions by Christina that would indicate her feelings.

“And?” Her response was.

“We want you to head over to Candlestick Park…the only problem of course is that it is on the other side of the city.”

“Well duh…how the hell to I get there?” Christina asked as Parker went on to explain his intentions of how Christina was going to get to the football stadium on the southeast side of San Francisco. He did ask for one thing out from Christina.
“Could you hold in your farts for a while…..”

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A quick, two-second beefy monster roared out from the bubbly confines of Christina’s behind, giving out another heinous dosage of her rotten egg gas. The fart had more power than many explosions and it killed off several birds in the area around her butt, but more importantly it gave her an answer to Parker’s request.

“Well…that may be hard, I am bursting with gas right now…I’ll try, but you know what happens when I hold in my farts…they only become bigger!” She said giggling as she took her first whiff of her ripe monster. To her, the farts smelled normal, at least normal for her after eating so many bowls of chili, but to the rest of the world, the farts were deadly beyond belief. Back on street level, another news reporter, several blocks south was reporting on the scenes taking place up the street. By this point, the national networks were picking up the feed from the reporter there in the Chinatown neighborhood.

“The scene here in Chinatown is unbelievable. Hospitals have become jam packed and even the ones near this area are not faring too well. The stench from this girl’s flatulence has stunk up large tracts of land here in Downtown San Francisco. Down on Market Street, they can smell the powerful odor and even off the coast traces of the odor can be detected. Back here on street level, the day has turned into night as this growing fog of green and yellow had settled on the streets and has not dissipated yet. Even as most human’s farts would already go away, the ones from this girl have remained heavily set in place, sinking down to street level and fouling absolutely everything in sight.” The male reporter said as the camera crew took a pandering shot up Stockton Street to the sight of Christina. Back at the studios, the news anchors started to ask more detailed questions.

“Is there anything we know about the giant individual…who is she, and what had led to her…passing gas so much?” The female anchor asked back at the studio.

“Her name we are told is Christina Lopez, a local from San Francisco and she is 19 years old. If that name sounds any familiar, it is because she set a record for most points scored in a basketball game earlier this year. Also during that game, there were reports about her breaking wind at frequent and devastating intervals. After being here on the street today, I can fully agree with those reports. We are told that she is an exceptionally flatulent individual with rounds of flatulence that are much greater than the normal human. One reason for the mandatory evacuation of San Francisco lies with the fact that she took part in a chili-eating contest today and ate an extraordinary 30 bowls of chili…and that chili gives her the worst gas. On a normal day, she can have about 80 rounds of flatulence and over 100 after eating chili and so far she had only released about ten farts at most. So it is likely that this may only be beginning. As for how she became a giant, that is a true mystery, but for now, people are being advised to….whew…..gosh that stinks!” The reporter had to wave his hand and pinch his nose as another wave of flatulence stink, one from Christina’s latest fart had overcome him in a wave of awfulness. The basketball game the reporter had mentioned took place during a week-long experiment in which Christina ate nothing but beans, producing deadlier farts as the week progressed. She was able to get her way during the basketball game not only from her tremendous size, but because of her constant farting, there was a reason her basketball team was good that year.

“Sorry…is everything alright out there?” The male anchor asked the reporter.

“No…it isn’t. We just received another windy bout of flatulence from the giant. It burns out here…even several blocks from the girl, it really burns. The best way I can describe what is happening out here is like a chemical burn, only one that covers virtually the entire city, or at least the Downtown part of it. People are being advised to avoid the giantess and these farts are giving them ample reason to do so. Some have approached her out of curiosity, but once you take a whiff of the air, it makes you want to gag; I’ve seen probably a dozen people vomit just walking down the street from the awful odor around here. As I’ve repeated, you do not want to be in Downtown San Francisco right now.” The reporter finished as he started to feel the ground shake, Christina was moving her body as she began to lower herself while in the middle of the street.

Christina bent back down toward street level and got on her knees while facing the western side of the street. With the walls of the street to her front and her back, she aimed her ass straight toward Winn’s shop; the Chinese witchdoctor was now getting very afraid. Christina had purposefully pointed her enormous ass in the direction of the glass windows of Winn’s shop; she was going to make sure that Winn would never be able to conjure up a spell that would shrink him. Now facing the front windows to Winn’s Chinatown shop were two butt cheeks, encased in a smelly denim fabric that was Christina’s pants. Each buttock was about two stories high and the asscrack was pointed straight at the front door to Winn’s shop. Both buttocks were on her feet as she faced the western side of the street wall in a rather confined space, with her breasts brushing the windows on the western side of the street. A couple of occupants on the seventh floor were able to get an eye-opening view of the other asset that people seemed to had forgotten that Christina was abundant in. Back down below, Winn and Bailey were retreating to the back of their store as they felt the inevitable happening. Tim, who was back on street level nearby, was trying to back away a little as he heard the loud gurgling from Christina’s tummy. He wasn’t sure if his gigantic girlfriend could see him or not, but it was a bit too late. Christina started to aim her head upwards toward the sky as she could breathe in the slightly less foul air. She took a huge breathe before channeling her flatus through her intestines and into her rectum. Finally, as Winn and Bailey had reached the back door of Winn’s shop, Christina’s brought force a new and terrifying fart that had eclipsed the power of all her previous farts.

“Winn? Winn? Isn’t this the same girl from Section 26, the one who farted all those times while in your library last year…” Bailey asked as he had just put two and two together. Indeed, Winn was consulted for a shrinking spell that assisted in the mission that took three scientists and Bill into Christina’s bowels the previous year. During Christina’s time in Winn’s shop, she had let loose several of her powerful farts. Now, Bailey understood realizing what spell Winn was working on. In all the chaos that was going on, he didn’t understand completely what was happening, but it now dawned on him. In a fateful decision that actually saved both their lives, Winn urged his assistant to run down the small alley in the back of his shop to an east-west street, just as they had reached the street, Christina passed gas.

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With the force of a hundred explosions, it seemed anyway, Christina’s fart quickly ripped its way through Winn’s shop with the power of the strongest tornado, breaking the windows and blowing every item that was present in the shop to pieces. The fart had the sound of a giant trumpet, going off at a single pitch as the noise alone carried enough power to create damage in the shop. The fart’s power was directed solely at that building, so its impact was greater than on some of the previous buildings. Doors were gone, windows completely shattered, drapes, carpet, wooden fixtures were going in various pieces, and the brick wall was being demolished as the 40-second fart was erupting from Christina’s sphincter. The bassy fart tore the eardrums of Tim as he ran to the south across Sacramento Street and away from the newest cloud of green and yellow gas that rushed down the street and into the Stockton Street tunnel. Back at Winn’s shop, her ear blasting fart was turning the store into a demolish site, with pieces of debris poking Christina in the ass and finding its way around the street, where cars were being pushed in either direction from the center of the blast from the strong winds of the fart. This was Hiroshima taking place on a smaller scale, concentrated at Winn’s shop. Winn and Bailey both shed a tear as they saw the back wall of their business blast open as bricks flew across the alley they had taken shelter in and the gas shot its way through every available crack. As the hot, scorching, toxic gas had filled the shop and a few of the adjacent buildings, it slowly built up pressure inside the establishment and like a pressure cooking had to release its smelly vapors when that pressure grew to be too much, once the fart was flying down, the roof of the shop had started to rip itself open as more destruction was done to the store, she was killing it inside and out.

But as with any fart of Christina’s the power was only partially in the fart itself, there was also the stench, which was high in the onion content this go-around. The onion mixed in with the egg to produce a downright inhumane odor that was intermingled with the green and yellow gas that now flowed down streets and alleyways in all directions for some ten blocks before the wave finally let down. It bellowed down the street with a greater intensity because it was directed more toward street level. While Christina’s previous farts had lowered themselves and then spread along the streets, this one hit the street and pushed down upon the pavement and on nearby cars before wreaking havoc a lot closer to home. People were being knocked over by the fast winds that surpassed the Santa Ana winds by a great deal. Christina’s one fart there took out most of Downtown San Francisco, and impacted areas further out as the remnants of the fart continued to spread in all directions.

The sun was being blocked out there in Chinatown as the thick and soupy fart gas from Christina had been too much for people to handle. It brought itself down upon the shoulders of the passerby’s who weren’t impacted by the fart. It was similar to living on the planet Venus, with an air that was becoming denser with each passing second with the foul, onion-scented hot gas that was being produced in the bowels of a 19-year old giantess. To anyone in at least a five-block radius of Christina’s powerful fart, the gas first blinded them with a sharp pain to the face and then burned their faces with its scorching radiation and gastric properties. The sulfur had the most devastating effect as it was being forced into the nostrils of those along the street who were trying to find cover, and it didn’t matter if anyone was inside a building or not, if you were close enough to the blast, then you were still impacted. All and all, it was like going through a nuclear blast, with Winn’s shop being ground zero, if you were close enough to the blast, you were going to be marked, the only saving grace was that the fart wasn’t hot enough to vaporize you, at least not at the moment. Tim, who had to duck for cover on the warming sidewalk from the initial cloud of flatulent gas, had been able to bear the worst of the gas for the most part, though his slightly tanned face meant that he wasn’t completely immune. The fact that he had taken a breath of many of Christina’s farts meant that he was still better off than others. Most of the people in the area had first been burned by the hot vapors of the fart and then robbed of their oxygen by the ultra-foul stench of the fart, and then they collapsed from a lack of oxygen. While most did get consciousness back eventually, some did not, killer farts indeed.

Christina was feeling a bit winded as she pushed out the last of her fart, she continuously grunted as she looked up toward the tints of blue sky that were still present in the air, at least from her vantage point. The foul, onion and egg-smelling fart had reached her nostrils as she finished the fart and she felt her jeans heat up like the sun as she pushed it out, the only saving grace was that this wasn’t an SBD fart, or it could have actually been worse. Once she was finished, she turned her large head back and saw the destroyed shop and its adjacent buildings, torn apart by the fury and power of her fart, she moved her head a bit closer to the destruction and took a deep whiff and recoiled in the horrendous stench, she had created a masterpiece.

“Whew…goddamn…that one stunk!” She said in a deepening voice as she breathed her rotten odor with every word she said. She waved the air around her as she felt the strong cloud of her fart gas grow ever more. This was a “clear the complex” fart, one that would take out a classroom in seconds. It was the kind of fart that would stay in her bedroom for a full hour, even if she didn’t fart again. This was quite simply, an all-around great fart.

“I’d better get going; I can’t stand the smell around here.” She giggled massively as she took a look toward the south amidst the green haze that hung over the street. The fog itself was about three stories tall at its absolute thickest and the haze lightened the further high she got. She could still make out streets and the higher skyscrapers in the city from her perchy height of 100 feet, which was good for navigational purposes. Hovering nearby, the helicopter carrying Parker and Bill saw the carnage and couldn’t believe what they had witnessed.

“Was that…was that Winn’s shop?” Bill asked as Parker looked somberly down at the Chinatown neighborhood, covered in the foulest wind to ever be created from anything.

“I…I think so…she did that fart on purpose.” Parker said to a frightened Bill. Both of them were frightened, they knew that Winn would have been the most-abled to shrink Christina, and with his shop in shambles, there was practically no way that was going to happen. Unless the effects of Christina’s growth changed any, her gigantic side and the farts she kept on dropping would only continue, a grim reality for San Francisco. She had let off only twelve farts, which meant a lot more were coming, regardless of the fact that she was large and now most definitely in charge. They saw Christina standing in all her glory as she crossed the intersection of Stockton and Sacramento, heading south her lethal butt canon still leaking some residual gas from its septic creator.

“Christina is sending us a message.” Parker said as he watched the green, poisonous gas continue its seepage through the northeastern part of the city.

“What’s that?” Asked the giant’s father.

“She is in charge…as long as she is farting like that, there is very little any of us can do…” Parker continued as Bill’s cell phone went off. It was Tim on the other end, he mentioned that he was in the latest bout of flatulence and asked where they were. Upon finding out that Parker and Bill were in the helicopter, he asked for a lift out of the city. After telling them his coordinates, the helicopter slowly made its decent out of the partially foggy skies deeper into the cloud of green gas that blinded their vision, meaning that they could only guess they had reached the intersection of Stockton and Sacramento.

The blades of the helicopter created a small vacuum of slightly less gassy air as Tim made his way over to the helicopter and greeted Bill and Parker.

“Christ is stinks down here…I’ve gotten more than what I need just from breathing here in this helicopter.” Bill said as they saw the debris that was all around the street and the foggy street level. The air felt heavy and thick and moist, like being down in a Louisiana swamp on the hottest day of the year, only there was also the rotten egg stink hanging over. No one on the ground could avoid the smell, even if Christina had already gone away, the smell clung to their clothing and entered every orifice of their bodies to pollute their insides with her powerful flatulence. And this was happening with everyone who was in Downtown San Francisco.

“You should have been down here, she just destroyed the shop with that fart, it was like a bomb going off.” Tim remarked as the helicopter made it back up into the less gassy air.

“Was the chili eating contest today?” Asked Bill.

“Sure was…can you tell?” Tim asked in a joking manner. The smell of the girl’s digested chili hung over everything in the helicopter cabin. They watched as Christina continued to walk up the hill that crested over at the intersection of Stockton and California Streets. She was amazed at the sight of her gas flowing down the street, following the abandoned cable car line as the gas flowed all the way to the edge of the city and over into the bay. The gas went uphill to her west and went south in the direction of Market Street. Her stomach was rumbling some more, but she felt like holding it a little longer, even as her footfalls crumbled through Stockton Street and down into the street tunnel underneath. All around the city, people were starting to leave in droves as they could smell the wretched gas and hear the power. The Golden Gate Bridge was at a standstill as traffic headed north into Marin County, and the Bay Bridge likewise was having traffic inch along eastward toward Oakland. Worse for those heading east, the gas was already catching up with them as it spread eastward toward the bay, though Oakland was not yet in the realm of Christina’s flatulence.

“The national guard is being sent to the city right now…they are planning on making a boundary at Market Street.” Parker said as he received word from his superiors about the plan of army tanks that were being deployed from the south to intersect Christina around Market Street. Parker was unsure of how the plan would work, but he felt that it was all for naught as he knew that Christina had enough “firepower” that it wouldn’t matter. In any case, Christina had crossed the intersection of Stockton and Pine and was now looking downhill toward the Union Square area. She generally knew where Candlestick Park was and was more than willing to head that way, but her gas was still arguing with her and there would be more of it that would need to be released.

Christina continued walking south down Stockton Street as she looked downhill toward Union Square. The festive plaza that was one of the most visited regions in the city had been the site of street fair with some tents hanging around the site, along with chairs and tables that were occupied before they started to catch wind of Christina’s farts. Each block could be covered in about four steps and she was careful to avoid the cars that were positioned randomly from the movement of her torrential gas down the street. The further away she got from the ground zero site at Winn’s shop, the more the cars were parked normally. There were some cars that were simply abandoned on the spot once Christina was spotted. In only four minutes, she had arrived at the intersection of Stockton and Post Streets. There to the south of the open space area that was Union Square, numerous military tanks and vehicles had blocked the way to the south, not that it would have stopped her, but Christina was ready for a breather. She stepped over into the park space in the middle of Union Square and started to sit down, shaking the ground around her. As she looked over at the monument in the middle of the square, she saw that she was now about double the height of it, which was around 100 feet; slowly Christina had already gained another 50 feet in height since her growth began. She picked up the Dewey Monument and placed it aside to the western edge of the square so that she could sit down. The numerous crowds that had gathered on the edge saw the massive 19-year old Hispanic teen sit down in the heart of Union Square. There she sat, with her hands on her knees as both of her thick legs were folded up slightly with both of the bottoms of her tennis shoes meeting each other in front of her. They could look up at her pant legs and smell the retched gas already, as her jeans were already well-past their usability. Still, since there weren’t any other jeans for her at this size, she needed to keep them on.

“God my butt is huge! I can cover a lot of space with this caboose, and now it’s just insane!” She said with a jubilant laugh as she felt her enormous rear end push further into the plaza of the square. She looked around at the crowds of people who had gathered and at the military that was setting up their equipment, ready for the orders to commence firing or something.

The scene was chaotic; people were positioned all around the square, just looking at the enormous sight before them. San Franciscans were the first to ever see a giantess in real life and the sight was to believe. The military, deployed for a base nearby the city had not been given orders to attack, but to curtail Christina’s movements. Captain Parker was still negotiating a deal to handle the situation with Christina, but allowed the military to maintain their presence as long as they did not attack Christina. Meanwhile, Christina was resting her feet as she looked around at the department stores and other businesses that surrounded the popular shopping attraction of the city. She had been here before many times to shop for new clothing or other items and she was always amazed at the city-ness of the square, a true urban park in the city. It was a pity that her bowels were bubbling up something new and fierce. Since her last gastric explosion, her insides were churning new volumes of flatulent wind that were being boiled up from the processing of the beans and onions and cheese from her 30 bowls of chili. More and more chili was just arriving at the stomach as it was busy turning the bits of food into something that could be digested. With that going on, newly produced gas was rushing through her intestines, loading her up with more gas, lots more gas. At her normal size, she would have been clearing out her room over and over again and stinking up at least half the compound, but at this size, the effects were much greater. The air in the square already reeked of her gas, but it was much weaker than back at Winn’s shop where she had cut that last fart. The unfortunate part for those who were gathering around the giantess was that Christina had felt a greater fart form, and she needed to release that.

The sight of the gigantic female in Union Square was to behold. There she sat in her seated position, with her hands placed just below her knees. She was seated almost in an Indian style position with her legs bent outward and her legs spreading apart to display the tightened blue jeans that covered her anus. She looked like she was undergoing meditation, as if in a yoga class or an audition to look like Buddha, either way, it was a powerful stance for a powerful fart. Any fart she would release was going to have a powerful vibration against the clothing, giving her a sensational feeling. Above her waist, her red and white striped shirt was being stretched slightly by her overabundant amounts of young E-cup breasts, which had the right combination of firmness and flabbiness that made for the perfect breasts. Above that, her slightly tan face had the face of pain and concentration, trying to get some of that gas positioned so she could unleash it.

“Gosh…that gas is coming back to me…you may want to stay clear.” Christina said as she began to rub her stomach. The crowd could hear a groaning noise from the sound of gas being produced and emptied through her intestines at a record pace. More and more gas was being produced from the apparently bottomless pit that was Christina’s stomach. This was only a mere fraction of the gas she had left to produce, but that didn’t matter; she had to let one go, and let it go now. While facing the south, she slowly shifted her body to the left, with her right leg pointed more vertically and her left leg more horizontally. Her breasts shifted in the tight confines of her white cotton bra with the left breasts sagging more toward the ground and the right breasts further up. In that position the opening to her wondrous world of methane and sulfur-laden gas pointed toward the right, only a few feet from the granite surface that covered the square, taking a deep breathe to relieve some of the pressure she had inside of her, she let loose her first thunderous fart.

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For nearly a full minute, Christina let loose a tuba-sounding blaster that shook the square and produced an earthquake of proportions the city had never seen, and that was only the beginning of the power of this fart. It sounded like a dozen foghorns going off at the same time with an ear-piercing pitch that continued for the entire minute, shattering glass windows and sending powerful sound waves across the square and into surrounding streets. The sound shook the surface of the square and vibrated everything within the area. Chairs and tables went flying around, especially toward the east where the greatest power of the fart was concentrated. Cars that were positioned to the east were slammed into the windows of some of the biggest stores on the square. The military tanks that were positioned to the east were moved and one even went airborne for a few moments, frightening the soldiers who were positioned there. It was like going through a very long earthquake and the shaking alone made the people who had stayed around there very queasy, those who survived the massive stink. The fart also felt a bit wet as she unloaded it with spits of gastric juices soaking her panties and blue jeans and a little squirting out and onto the square.

The beans came back with a furry in this fart as the smell of digested beans hung heavily over the square, more than that even. The gas was blown into the individual stores there on the square as it spewed out of her ass in a torrent that overtook the eastern side of the square in only seconds and the rest of the square a few seconds after that. The green and yellow gaseous mixture flowed out of her ass with nothing to stop it and the winds that blew out from it were stronger than that of a hurricane. Trees were waving in the breeze as their individual leaves were blowing around the area. There was a growing amount of sulfur that was entering the air and the methane helped none as well. As with her previous farts, the gas was unbearable for anyone in the area and those who were still on the square passed out with little to comfort them. The military personnel who had gathered at the square came prepared with gas masks, or so they thought. Even with the gas masks on, Christina’s fart gas penetrated the nostrils and mouths of those officials and they began choking on the Hispanic girl’s rectal fumes.

The air temperature in the square increased rapidly as a humid, musky fog hung over from the fart that Christina released. It was a two-pronged attack, first the powerful sound that rung in the ears of anyone in a three-block radius of the square, and then the punishing stench that robbed anyone and everyone of their oxygen, and for those with the gas masks on, they would suffer for a few more seconds before being denied their ability to breathe as well. This was a proud fart for Christina to release and she felt as if a big burden had been lifted from her as she pushed this massive, utterly massive fart out from her bowels, but as she finished her fart she felt the pressure of another one ready in the wings, with about the same amount of gas ready to go. As soon as the fart was finished, she leaned her ass over to the left with every other body part switching positions to correspond and began to let loose with another potent blast.

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The second fart was as powerful as the first and the impact it had on the Union Square area was not to be underestimated. The stench of eggs was very prominent as she laid this second fart, almost the same length and the same power as the first. The first fart had enough power to clear out a five-block radius of the city; the second fart only expanded the wave of stink that had been floating up and down the hills of the northeastern part of San Francisco. The view from the Twin Peaks of San Francisco over the downtown was that of a deepening fog of green that clouded its way around the city, slowly expanding further. Back on ground level, people were passing out and life was dying all around Union Square as Christina had blasted off this second eggy fart. The stench was overpowering on a multitude of levels, people could taste only eggs and could smell it. Christina recalled her breakfast, which was indeed hard boiled eggs and some milk. It was only a coincidence though, but that breakfast combined with the chili from the chili-eating contest meant that her farts were even worse than expected.

Christina waved the air around her as she coughed a little from the immense stench. The military that had gathered to greet the giantess were now all passed out from the sudden deprivation of oxygen. The hot wind that blew out of Christina’s ass had left the surface of the plaza burning so hot that one could scramble eggs on its surface, and that was just from the general rectal heat that erupted out from Christina’s fart. In the various stores of Union Square, the fart had laid waste to everything. Clothes were scattered around the store and racks were flung in different locations. People who were hiding from the immensity of Christina and her gas were not protected from the deafening blast that broke through the storefront windows and pushed a powerful torrent of fart wind into the store and brought upon a humid gas into the stores. People were passing out everywhere as no one was able to handle the odor of the fart, if they survived the initial blast into the store, it was almost the equivalent of a nuclear bomb going off in the square and likewise there was some radiation burns on the people in the store, let alone those in the outdoors who were given a tanned appearance from the exposure to Christina’s fart. Not only were the streets being cleared out by Christina’s farts but the buildings were not immune from the power of her farts.

“Aren’t I a stinker…whoo! That really stunk!” Christina said as she took her right hand and felt the hot surface of her pants from that latest fart. With her left hand, she waved the air around her, fanning the awful stench around in multiple locations, trying anything to rid herself of the aroma of her digestive process, with little success. The inside of her massive buttcrack was starting to get a little damp, and just the aroma of that alone smelled highly of shit and eggs. But there was little time for Christina to think about that, she was feeling another onslaught of gas coming up to her, and this time the gas was really hurting, giving her a massive stomach ache. For this next bout of gas, she got on hands and knees while still in the square and pointed her butt toward the west. There, a high rise was well positioned so that the sixth story windows had a perfect view of the two wobbling masses of glutes that were well encased in that blue, reeking denim that covered the perfection of Christina’s ass. In her front, her E cup breasts hung nicely toward the ground, giving anyone still conscious a good view up the cleavage of her mummeries.

With her head facing down at the devastation in the plaza, she breathed in more of her eggy stench, but now she was really feeling the agony as it impacted her stomach. Finally, she had found an opening in the gas and started to grunt as she began to push out a tremendous symphony of farts.

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Four large farts emerged from her anus, each of them at least five seconds in length with the last two going on for just over ten seconds. These farts were simply bursts of energy that she was trying to release from the grapping pain that had begotten her stomach. The farts alone would have frightened people if she were normal size and would be viewed as rather weak on her scale, but at her new size, the impact from the blasts were just as potent as with the other farts. The smell of shit grew with each of these farts, which was the first signal to Christina that she would need to release some solid waste in the future. The stench of rotten eggs and shit, amplified for the entire plaza to smell and coming out in a mix of yellow and brown gas, blew open the windows on the sixth floor and flowed through the office building as it tore through the hallways, blowing random items all around with additional plumes of gas being blown out from other windows on that floor. Each fart broke through the air with a thunderous blast that could be heard from throughout San Francisco, and for those who were evacuating the city, it gave them a resounded reason to leave the city, that and the fact that they could smell the air, the deadly odor of Christina’s flatulence was gaining on those leaving the city, they were feeling the impact of the powerful odor.

“Ooooh…..those feel good to let out….man I just keep letting them off today….uh oh…” Christina commented as she clutched her stomach to try to relieve herself of the continuous pressure that was being bounded inside of it. She was now certain of it, she could feel something else forming, something more sinister than the wind that she had let out up to that point, the chili was fermenting itself into a solid waste, one that would clog up any toilet in a heartbeat. Christina Lopez was well-known for her dumps, epic creations in and of themselves, they stunk as bad as her farts and left a visible reminder of the awesome power of her bowels, and now she felt the need to let out some of her own solid waste, of course the only problem now as the lack of a toilet her size, she would have to let this one out as if she were in the woods, with the problem of that being, she was in the middle of a major city. But before she had to do her business, she felt another potent fart coming along.

Pressing the palms of her hand further into the surface of the plaza, she felt a potent surge of gas develop within her bowels and pushed out from her steaming hot panties and jeans another bubbly fart.

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The sound of this latest fart went all over the place, starting out in its monotone tuba sounding blast and continuing off with the sound of gigantic bubbles rocketing out of her ass, the sound of the fart grew decidedly wet as the 15-second monster kept on being pushed out. Her butt kept on spewing out toxic flatulence like an exhaust port after the launch of a space rocket and the heat that was being generated from her butt was creating a thermal zone around Union Square that was over a hundred degrees and climbing, it was smelling like the inside of one of her toilets after a dump and that was not turning out good for the rest of the city. But worse of all was the small amounts of liquid shit that had pushed their way to the sphincter and out onto her panties as she finished out the fart, the liquid would run down the insides of her pants alongside her thighs toward the point where her knee was bended on the ground. It was very clear to Parker, Bill and Tim, Christina now had to take a dump and as the Section 26 helicopter flying around saw, there was only one place where she could do it, in the square.
If the mega farting didn’t do it, what Christina did next would strike Union Square off the list of attractions in San Francisco forever. From her position on all fours, she stood up in the square and took off her blue jeans for the first time since she had put them on before the chili-eating contest. She knew that the jeans would be fuming from the farts she would have produced, she just didn’t know how bad it would be and that her farts would be block-clearers instead of room-clearers. She then took off her burning hot pink panties that she had clung tightly to her vast amount of glutes. Putting the two pieces of clothing to the edge of the square, where they simmered in the dreadful fog of flatulence, she got into a crouching position with her knees in between her two arms as she got into as best of a shit-taking position as possible given the size and the locale. No one was conscious around her when she was doing this, but the helicopter and some eyewitnesses nearby were going to be the first to experience the largest dump ever taken. Christina just ate a lot of chili and her dumps after the chili-eating contest would have destroyed a lesser toilet, now she was going to destroy a square, she got as comfortable as possible and began grunting as she felt the solid waste making its way through her rectum. Finally, her exposed anus had started to open up, just like the space ship in the movie Independence Day and with the same intent of destroying anything below it, she grunted once more before a small but deep fart emerged.

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The roaring sound of a balloon letting off air could be heard as she released this ripping fart that signaled the beginning of her dump. The heavy, noxious odor of excrement was smelled throughout the square, which had been cleared of enough of the fog that the wind from this pre-dump fart could be seen blowing the palm trees that surrounded parts of the square. As the fart died down, it transitioned into the very first part of her dump, which had small pebbles of crap started to spew out from Christina’s anus and onto the square. They were the size of baseballs as they were splattered around the square, all miniature size pieces of shit were hitting various items that had been blown away from the previous farts and they were released with the force of a high-velocity hose that was blowing out from the 19-year old’s pooper. Several of the windows that had not been completed destroyed from the farts had these small pieces of shit go through like hailstones during a thunderstorm.

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With a powerful bass that vibrated the walls of the surrounding buildings, another batch of rotten, shit and egg smelling gas erupted from Christina’s behind as she continued to focus her load on the dead center of Union Square. Because of the closeness of her anus to the surface, cracks began to appear from the forceful wind that was being pushed down upon it from the fart. As the fart came out, more baseball-sized pieces of shit came out as she continued to rain this shit on the surface of the plaza, already the plaza had gone from a granite appearance to that of mud, but this was only the beginning. A small fart had silently pushed itself out as a foul wind blew on top of the shit that was already present and carried the heinous stench of the dump across the square. Finally, she felt something significant coming and she started to grunt as she unloaded her first log of the day.

PPPPPPPPPPBBBBBBBBBBBBTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!! A three-second fart exploded out of her ass as a muddy brown log came out of her opened anus. The log was about ten feet long and a good foot and a half log and was a prodigious log of pure Christina-powered shit. The log landed in the middle of the square and the strong, hot fumes rising from the muddy-colored surface. Christina could feel the heat from her log rise up and create a ghastly steam in the area. She had to pinch her nose after the overwhelming aroma of chili beans and cheese started to emit itself amongst the wretched odor of her shit.
“God that stinks!” Christina said as she began to wave her hand around her face to rid herself of the potent odor. The smell of Christina’s dump was beginning to spread as a brown fog merged with the green fog to produce a vile aroma of ghastly proportions that spread itself around a decent chunk of the city. Almost no one in a ten-block radius of Christina’s dump was breathing, since the stench of her dump was too powerful and was too chemically violate for someone next to her to inhale, she had a good chunk of the city to herself.

“Oh boy…” Christina began as she clutched her stomach and began to unload another volley of liquid crap onto the plaza, drenching the ground in the liquid fecal material from her stomach. This was a diarrhea-style crap that she began uploading. For nearly a minute, out from her anus spewed a sickening combination of pure liquid fecal material with small baseball to grapefruit sized pieces of crap out from her ass with the noise of her trumpet-sounding farts placed in intermittent pauses in between the expulsion of the shit. It would be a downpour of her liquid, brown watery crap and the hurricane-force winds of her quick and shit-smelling farts. No one would want to be alive as this was going on and even Christina was feeling rather dirty to be releasing this kind of load onto a public square, but she had to do her business and did it she did.

PPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHBBBBBBBBBBBBTTTTTTTTTT!!!!

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After her minute downpour of shit, she thrusted her butt a little closer to the ground as she let rip three more dump-induced farts, pushing the mucky shit that had collected on the plaza in an outward direction, spewing little pieces of it in all directions of the buildings nearby and ripping an atom-bomb of more of her foulest batch of flatulence imaginable. She was sweating and her own eyes were burning from the raunchy odor that emitted itself out of her ass, and that was just with the first two farts. Her third fart was an airy SBD that sounded like a thousand snakes hissing at the same time and with the same pitch. It felt like a fan that was blowing out of her ass, blowing a most sinister, warm putrid wind of rotten eggs and shit that left her ass in an SBD that went on for 20 seconds. Normally, two second SBD farts from Christina were enough to clear a room, so on a much larger scale; this was pure death that was leaving the 19-year old Hispanic’s rear end.

The atrocious stench of the fart began to fall across the square and pick up some of the shit stench that laid in Christina’s fecal deposit and carry in a growing radius the combined smell for an awful aroma. For about a ten block region, the smell was that of multiple Christina farts and her dump and the plants that were still alive alongside the streets and in the parks were wilting from the lack of sunlight as the fog, now colored with a mixture of green, yellow and brown, hung about three stories high and darkened the street as its toxic vapors contaminated everything. Even the nearby BART and Muni subway stations along Market Street as the gas filled the stations and down the subway tubes. The SBD fart, as strong and powerful as it was for the city of San Francisco, felt like one of her best, but not her best itself. As she dropped this SBD bomb, the fart felt silent to her, but anyone that would have been at street level would have felt like their body was being ripped apart by a strong, pungent wind that would have blown their clothes off and push wind deep into their bodies. As it was, the bodies of the unconscious that did lie in the square were having their hair and clothing blow with the strong wind as it blown across the still-moist deposit of shit that Christina had laid. And as the raunchy SBD had subdued, it heralded the return of excrement that needed to leave Christina’s bowels.

PPPPPHHHHHHHHHBBBBBBBTTTTTTTTT!!! One small fart ruptured out of her ass as a long, thick log was pushing its way out from her ass, stretching the walls of her anus. The log went for about 15 feet in length as it coiled itself out from Christina’s ass, it her biggest crowning achievement up to that point, which was only a few seconds. As she felt the end of the log leave, she felt a second long piece of crap emerge as she pushed it out, allowing for it to coil up on top of the pile she was creating in the square. After the second leg, she pushed out and began another torrent of half liquid/half solid crap into the square. The entirety of Union Square was now at least covered with a layer of shit with the center of the square receiving the brunt of Christina’s more solid waste, with a pile that was now reaching ten feet in height as she continued to add on to it. The helicopter taking Parker, Bill and Tim around were watching the scene with horror, for they had seen Christina’s dumps before, but this was larger than any shit she had ever taken, at least the size, this wasn’t one of her Class 5 toilet-destroying dumps, fortunately.

For the next couple of minutes, Christina continued to focus her dump as she unloaded more steaming hot turds that were filled with the digested remnants of Christina’s eggy breakfast and beany chili contest, creating a foul stench that was far superior to any smell that humans had ever created. As Christina took another break from her powerful dump she felt one more bubbling sensation within her bowels, she had one more push that she felt that she had to make.

"Just a little more now...Nyyyygggggghhhhhh!" Christina strained, her hole puffing out slightly as she bore down. This caused a few more eggy farts, each less audible than the last, finally, the tip of a bulbous turd began to emerge. It was enormous more enormous than any other turd she had unloaded, it was a turd that was filled with power. Christina’s eyes felt like they would explode as he witnessed the titan’s birth. Pushing harder, Christina gave a slight cry of pain as her ring peeled around the thick beast.

PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPfffffffffffffffffffffffffffssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssstttttttttttttttttttt!!!!!

More silent wind pushed out from all around the emerging piece of shit as Christina was getting rid of more of her flatus as she gave another push,

"Nyyyyyyyyygggggggghhhhh!" Finally, the tip of the piece of shit came out and foot by foot it came, steadily growing like a tail from Christina’s tush. Finally it reached a point where it came out on its own, and the girl barely stifled a pleasured groan shook the walls of the surrounding buildings as the bulky specimen massaged her tired muscle. The log was about 20 feet long and four feet wide, producing a piece of pure 19-year old female excrement that was 80 square feet. The warm gas that was flowing out of her ass also flowed up from the large turd that Christina had unloaded. It smelled of perpetual rotten eggs and cheese and was a stench so strong that it fogged all the windows of the buildings nearby and released such a devastating odor that wallpaper of the nearby stores peeled off and all plants were finished. Even items that were located in refrigeration units were heated up, adding their own foul stench to the mix. If one were to walk through any hallway, any room that surrounded the remnants of Christina’s load, they would not go more than a few steps without puking and choking on the punishing gas, it smelled like the inside of a toilet, and even with the outdoor conditions, the bathroom-like stench was spreading across a good deal of the city. Finally, after 15 seconds, Christina had felt the end of her massive turd reach her anus and she finally uncut the umbilical cord that was her massive baby piece of shit. With a loud ‘flump’ it landed atop the truly epic sized pile and Christina breath a contented sigh, finished. As the dump was finished, she released one last thing out from her nether regions, a torrent of yellow urine that had been held up within her bladder, waiting for the massive loads of crap and farts to leave. After a full two minutes, her powerful hose of piss was finished and it created an even muddier pile of shit than before.

“Wow….what a dump!” Christina said as she took her right hand, all sweaty from the humid space that she had created and wiped the sweat off of her forehead, to her it felt like she had given birth and as she stood up in the square, she turned around and saw the utterly horrifying remnants of her handiwork. The shit was lumped into a massive pile, now a mixture of watery and solid waste that was beyond words to describe that was now 20 feet high and stretched for 100 feet in a mountain that was larger than a group of a hundred people, it was very much the largest dump in the history of the world, taken by any creature, it was a pile of excrement of colossal proportions and of a truly larger-than-life stink. It was a dump from a girl, a very large girl.

Christina, feeling that her anus was all sticky from the vast amounts of crap that left her, felt the need to wipe her bottom, but she was a 150-foot giantess and there was not any toilet paper her size. Then again, there wasn’t even a toilet that could flush all this down, even it every toilet in the city were to flush portions of this dump away, it would take weeks to get rid of it all. Looking around in the foggy, apocalyptic aftermath of her bowel movement in the square she found the red and white stripped tent that she had spotted earlier as she entered the square, she saw that it had been flown away in the windy farts that followed and was now pressed up against a nearby building that was in its way. After pulling the tent, that was held firmly against the building, away she took it and rubbed its foreign substance against her ass, soaking up the watery crap and chunks of fecal material that was buried in her cavernous asscrack. Taking a full minute to get the crap out, she took the soaked tent and tossed it along an adjacent street that wasn’t running with her fecal juices. Due to the geography of the city, she tossed the soiled tent over toward the west, since the liquid part of her crap that wasn’t contained in the massive shit load in the first place was now running down Stockton and Powell Streets to the south and down Post and Geary Streets to the east. In any case, Market Street was going to be covered with the liquid as the flood of liquid waste was about two inches high as it flooded everything along those streets.

Fortunately, Christina had placed her panties and pants toward the west and had left them untouched by her bowel movement. She picked up her panties and began to run them up her long legs and round them up around her bodacious set of buttocks. Once their panties were secured tightly against the creamy white buttocks of Christina Lopez, she pushed out yet another fart.

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An airy fart that started with sound of a sonic blast and finished with another windy SBD wrought more havoc in the region above her massive dump. The smell of her post-dump fart stunk up to high heaven, perhaps literally, with the killer stench of raw eggs and beans, digested and produced in her bowels that were now opened up now that she had unloaded her fecal waste. The bad part was, she knew she wasn’t done with her shitting for that day; she would often take at least three good shits per day, sometimes more, to unload the massive amounts of food she would eat. Christina was a big eater, but as someone who was 7’6 and 350 pounds normally, eating a lot of food was normal. She was a massive amazon with hefty muscles, enormous breasts, a beyond bubbly butt and overall bigness, and that was before her growth spurt. Everything that Christina had done up to that point was maybe a third of her normal day, which had the guys in the helicopter worried, they knew what Christina was like on a normal day, and they knew that what was going on right now wasn’t all that she did.

Waving the air behind her panty-covered behind she picked up her humid pair of pants and brought them back up her legs and firmly secured around her ass. Both her articles of clothing for her legs and butt were custom-made to form around her butt and legs with general ease, but even with that, they created a deep canyon in her buttcrack that was on this scale, seven feet deep. She took her face and stuck it closer to her pile of shit, just as she would have done after one of her toilet-cogging dumps to appreciate the powerful and potent stink she had created, and this dump was no disappointment.
“Whew…that was a hefty one…I am so bad!” Christina began laughing as she continued to wave the rotten egg stench that was now clearing out more than half the city. “Sorry about the dump San Francisco, but when you have to go…you have to go. I’d better leave before the smell makes me sick.” Christina said as she finally spotted the Section 26 helicopter hovering over.

“Hey dad…aren’t you proud of my dump…cause I sure am!” She said with her hands on her hips and a bright smile, she also noticed that her body had increased in size a little more, growing up another 50 feet since she began the dump. She laughed as she looked at her putrid mess down below in Union Square. A dense fog of her gas and residue from the dump had spread out onto the bay to the east and up to the west toward the western half of the city. To the south, it went well past Market Street and toward the southwest toward the Twin Peaks.

“Christina…that is incredible what you did down there, do you have any idea how much damage you just caused by having to use the bathroom?” Bill cried out through the helicopter’s speakers.

“Yeah…and do you realize how bad I needed to shit. No offense dad, but my needs right now are greater than the city. When I have to take a dump…I will take one and I don’t see anyone stopping me!” Christina said with greater confidence in her abilities. She was right though, at her size, who was stopping her from unleashing her farts and dumps onto the world. The military didn’t survive one fart from her, she was quickly becoming invincible. Bill sat down quietly as he realized this as well. Regardless, Parker wanted to get the ball rolling on having Christina walk her massive body south toward Candlestick. Parker asked Christina if she was ready to go and she was very much ready to leave Downtown San Francisco and the horrific mess she left in the city. She told Parker to lead the way as she began walking south on Stockton Street toward Market Street, with her shoes walking on the small layer of liquid shit that was running down the street.

Outside of San Francisco, the world was starting to find out about the events in San Francisco and the sights of horror and disgust were plenty. Over the city, a blinding fog of green and brown began to settle as the farting had been ceased for the time being. Down below the massive Christina Lopez was looking over at the people who hadn’t gotten back up from their sudden collapse after inhaling a good mouthful of Christina’s fart stench. News helicopters were hovering over Union Square, or as close as they could get before retreating to a zone that wasn’t completely overwhelmed with Christina’s digestive winds.

“The scene here in Downtown San Francisco is unlike any seen before, it is an unbelievable sight. A large mountain of what is described to me as excrement is centered in the middle of the plaza, almost two stories high and nearly the size of the square itself. Watery remnants from the massive load that the giant girl released are running down city streets as is the giantess herself. There are no reports from the ground because of the insane odor in the area, and right now the military and police are staying clear of the giant girl.” The reporter in the news helicopter said as it hovered over the fuming sight down below.

“Are these connected with the flatulence reports from earlier?” An anchor back at the news studio, reporting from outside of the city now, asked.

“Most likely…as with most humans, after passing gas for a certain amount of time, one needs to relieve their bowels of what they ate, and that is what we suspect has happened here. The question is, is this it for the giantess or is there more to come. We are now being told that she is en route to Candlestick Park where the government agency that is overseeing things with the girl, they are related to her in some way, is directing her via another helicopter. The path she is walking appears to be 4th Street to the south to King Street and then onto Interstate 280 where she will continue toward Candlestick. Traffic is continuing to empty the city to the north across the Golden Gate and south toward San Jose. Traffic heading east on the Bay Bridge to Oakland is at a standstill and we are getting reports that some vehicles heading across have crashed or stopped working due to their drivers being knocked out from the strong gas from the giant girl. Officials in Oakland have also issued an evacuation due to them receiving some of the winds from the girl, as the gas can now be smelled across the bay.” The reporter in the helicopter said as he got too close for the smell and told the pilot to pull back quickly before he would become induced with the wretched stench.

For the next half hour, Christina was walking down both 4th and King Streets before walking onto the freeway. For her, it took a bit to get used to the various road surfaces, which occasionally cracked underneath her immense weight. She was a big girl in her normal life, but as a 175-foot giantess, she was beyond measurements. Her gas valve had been turned off momentarily as the gas-producing process began anew with more of the chili that she had eaten. The worst part about Christina’s farts were that they lasted most of the day, one meal could supply her with farts to last the day, three meals and that equates to more farts spread out at various parts. 30 bowls of chili were enough to have her fart large and juicy rippers for a couple of days. Her stomach had felt at ease but she could sense the bubbling going on within her, more rotten gas was being produced, it was only a matter of time.

Back in the helicopter that carried Bill, Parker and Tim, both Bill and Tim were starting to complain of a lack of oxygen. Bill hadn’t received his feeding from Christina in quite some time, and even with the strong gas that hung over half of the city, he needed a more direct feeding from his gigantic daughter. Tim too was complaining, but the reasons for him wanting Christina’s gas was baffling. In either case, the two pleaded with Parker to see if there was a way to get Christina to give them one. In that fashion, Parker directed the helicopter back to the front of Christina’s enormous face and over the speakers he asked the question.

“Both Bill and evidently Tim needs…a feeding.” Parker said as Christina’s eyes opened up as she loved it dearly when someone would ask for her to fart of them.

“Oh yes, I can feel my second wind coming…position the helicopter to behind my butt and I will give the a really good feeding, just be careful, I don’t yet know the power behind my farts and it may be too much for you guys to handle.” At which point she began to laugh as she stepped onto the elevated freeway portion of Interstate 280, and proceeded to crush it down to the lower level and both levels further down to the ground, clearly they could not hold her weight, but that wasn’t much of a surprise.

The Section 26 helicopter hovered around Christina’s gigantic body and found itself back in a familiar position, behind Christina’s mammoth rear end. The stitching of the blue jeans had really been worn out from all the power that was sent through its threads that day. An average pair of blue jeans lasted about a week and a half, occasionally two weeks, before it could handle no longer. Several pairs of Christina’s jeans after some monster farting episodes would be stored in Section 26’s vault in case they were needed against some enemy of the agency. Amazingly, after a full month of being taken off of Christina’s butt, one could still smell trace elements of Christina’s flatulence on the sealed up jeans.

Now, each buttock was about 35 feet in height from the point where the buttock transitioned into Christina’s massive, muscular thighs, up to the top of the butt, where it began to curve very quickly up toward the lean back. She was more top heavy than she probably expected, with most of her muscles concentrated to her butt, legs and arms, and her stomach was not as large as one would have expected with its massive industrial-like digestive system. But the butt was as mesmerizing as ever, suspended over the crumbling freeway, with the blue jeans held firmly in place and with the seat of her pants buried deep in the crevasse of her asscrack, a person could easily fit beneath her butt cheeks and never be seen again, something Tim was fantasizing about ever since he was in her back pocket earlier. It took a couple of minutes for the helicopter to get into position as he hovered about 20 feet back from Christina’s butt, which was assumed to be a safe distance. Christina began to channel the gas that she had just produced to her rectum and began to concentrate on unloading her latest gaseous deposit, she would not be disappointed, she began pushing out a rotten, silent wind.

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“Ohhh….that burns…this ought to be a good one…oh dear God that is horrible!” Christina said as she pinched her nose upon the release of that one, this was an eggy fart, one of her absolute worse, one that could clear out her room in a couple of seconds, that left her ass like a vicious pride of lions roaring their way out and tearing up everything in the way, except for its silent release. The putrid gas burned out of her asshole and started to fill up the layer of panties that was held firmly in place from the thigh jeans. From the vantage point of the helicopter, the back of Christina’s pants started to inflate a little as the hot gas poured out of her gas, all this occurring in only a couple of seconds, then the gas broke the barrier of Christina’s pants and went straight for the helicopter. The windows fogged up almost instantly and the helicopter was caught in a strong gale as it began to wobble from the fiery winds that blew with Christina’s SBD.

“Dear God Chrissy…I don’t remember them smelling that bad.” Parker said as he waved his hand around his face as the green gas from Christina’s SBD filled the helicopter to the delight of Bill and Tim who began breathing in the burning odor. It cleared their sinuses and infused her chili-produced aroma into their minds. Both Bill and Tim were feeling wheezy from the effects of Christina’s powerful silent fart as it overwhelmed them in only a few seconds. Despite this, the fart continued to pour out for ten seconds as Christina continued to drop this quiet bomb, releasing this deadly terror over the collapsed freeway and the neighborhoods and trees around, which were blowing from the strong winds that blew toward the north where Christina’s ass was pointed. In the surrounding neighborhoods, swing sets were rocking back and forth and tree branches were falling to the ground as if they were experiencing a strong thunderstorm, or at least a derecho that was blowing down the collapsed freeway and into the adjacent neighborhoods.

Meanwhile, back at the helicopter, it was moving with the strong current of the fart as it bellowed out of her the giant girl’s ass and had to correct itself a couple of times before returning to stability a good 200 feet from the point where Christina had unleashed her silent hurricane of gas. Christina was giggling furiously as she waved the air behind her butt, trying to spread the last remnants of the gas around the area. The whole area stunk of eggs, lots and lots of eggs, it was more eggs mixed in with broccoli and cheese, and even if Christina didn’t eat broccoli, it could be detected in her fart very well by Bill and Tim. The shocking part was that Christina had eaten broccoli two days ago, and if it’s still in her stomach digesting now…how long will it be until the chili leaves her system. The helicopter pilot had to wipe the windows from the thick layer of dew that had collected on its front windows from the initial blast of gas that made contact from deep in the bowels of Christina.

“Wow…that’s one of those panty cleaners…something that just burns through with a burning passion and leaves no prisoners.” Parker said through the speakers as the helicopter fought its way back through the continuous current of Christina’s already released gas as they got back to the front of her body staring her in the face.

“I told you it was going to be a good one…..”

PPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHBBBBBBBBRTTTTTTT!!!!

Another quick but rumbling fart left her ass as she felt another powerful surge of eggy gas leave her anus and pollute the air further. Parker knew that he needed to get back on track, but he noticed that both Bill and Tim had been knocked out from the power of her gas, they had simply inhaled too much of it, even if it provided something beneficial to them.

“Christina!” Parker yelled out over the speaker as he saw Christina smirk from her latest fart.

“What….walking makes me fart…how much more do we have to go, I think I can see the stadium…but I’m not sure, that’s not the baseball stadium is it?” Christina said as she looked toward the south and the neighborhoods that lined Interstate 280 and the upcoming junction with U.S. Highway 101.

“Yeah, that’s Candlestick up ahead, we already passed the ballpark, once you get to the stadium, we will get you some food and some shelter…how about that?” Parker said as he was hiding a surprise for Christina. Her eyes perked up with excitement, she was ready for a respite from all the action of the day and wanted rest.

“Sounds good…I’ll try not to let any more of my farts out…but we’ll see.” She giggled as she started walking with the helicopter leading her down the portion of the freeway that wasn’t elevated. Still, the concrete surface cracked underneath her immense weight and the sign bridges that got into her way were quickly kicked aside. The freeway had been cleared up to a certain point, where police was still directing traffic to the south. Parker yelled for Christina to get into the northbound lanes as the southbound lanes were filled with cars trying to head south out of the city. Christina moved over and started to walk down the northbound lanes.

Traffic on Interstate 280 heading south had been at a standstill as the traffic clogged toward the south onto U.S. 101 and continuing on I-280. Meanwhile, they had their first look at the bubbly, giantess Christina, taking huge strides as she continued to walk and shake the concrete surface of the interstate. From each car, they could view the giant tennis shoes and the long pant legs that ran up her large calves and thighs and up to her ass. The top of her shoe reached the roof of the cars on the freeway and her ass was now roughly 80 feet up in the air. The sight was purely mesmerizing for all those involved.

As Christina began walking down the freeway, she felt another gas pang hit her stomach and began to release a series of small, silent and very potent farts.

PPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTTSSSSS!!!

PPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!

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Each fart was only three seconds in length and were released in twenty second intervals. They were merely small farts to Christina, she was crop-dusting the freeway. In school, she would regularly crop-dust the hallway as she unloaded a little of her gas on her way to class or to the bathroom. Here, she unloaded her smelly farts from up in the air as the gas flowed down her pant legs and out from the bottom, stinking up the freeway at its bottommost level.

Car windows were fogged up and people were rolling down the window as these four small farts went into their vehicles and cleared out with the vilest of odors. The people heading out had already heard about Christina’s gas and they knew that she had eaten chili. The smell was of ammonium sulfide, the stuff that was commonly found in stink bombs and it was a pure rotten stench.  The people rolling down their windows had gotten it all wrong and allowed for more of the noxious gas to overtake them and allow for them to pass out. The few cars that were moving had drivers who were become erratic before they too passed out, allowing for their vehicles to hit other cars or the median barrier. In any case, the four small farts were enough to create a large fog of rotten egg-smelling flatulence that hung over the freeway like a fog of thick pea soup. Looking back at the destruction she was causing, Christina blushed a little before she giggled.

“He…he…excuse me.” She said with another giggle as she turned back toward the south and continued walking toward Candlestick Park. Christina would end up dropping another dozen small farts just like this, creating a long trail of cars that weren’t going anywhere because every one of her farts was too toxic to handle, no one was surviving the smell of her farts and that did not bold well for the rest of the world.

Finally, Christina walked down the main road that lead her to the parking lot there at Candlestick Park, the football stadium that was the home of the San Francisco 49ers. Now it would be her home for the time being and already, it was a circus outside. Media outlets had been informed about Christina’s whereabouts and the fact that she was coming and various spectators were looking to see if the news about Christina were true. There were also two different groups of people who were being instructed by Section 26 for two various items for the new giantess: food and clothing.

A group of about 100 people had been gathered together to construct various articles of clothing that would fit Christina, given that she could not possibly wear her gassed out clothing forever. They were stitching pieces of a silky garment in the middle of one of the parking lots as Christina walked by the group. They looked up in awe at the specimen that they would be providing clothes for, at which they for the first time realized just how big the clothing had to be.

“Right now…they are working on a two-piece bikini suit, one that should suit you very well. You may have to go by that for a day or so until we can get other pieces of clothing working.” Parker explained from the helicopter as it continued to hover over Christina’s body as she walked down a roadway in the middle of the parking lot that had been cleared out for her. They then moved to another section of the parking lot and there she began smelling something that got her attention.

“Is that?” Christina began before Parker finished her off.

“Yep…rice and refried beans…with a helping of Brussels sprouts and broccoli…just for you.” Parker said with a rather positive enthusiasm. Both Bill and Tim were happy too about the food choice that was being devised for Christina for her dinner, as it was now past 5:00pm. It was a favorite food choice for Christina…along with several drums of milk that were being prepared for her and another drum filled with her favorite protein shake. To anyone familiar with Christina’s farting however, it was a disaster waiting to happen, but Parker did have a catch.

“However…we would like for you to do one thing before you start….oh dear God….take cover, she just released another one!” Parker yelled through the intercom as the hundreds of people in the parking lot began to put their gas masks on as they embraced another one of Christina’s sneaky SBDs. A yellow haze began to overcome the parking lot region as Christina was pushing out a rather enormous SBD. She began pushing when Parker started talking about the massive amounts of gas-producing foods that they were preparing for her and she finished off her toxic silent fart when the people had gotten their gas masks on. Christina giggled as she began smiled back at the helicopter, her silent fart was one that had caught everyone off guard, it was one of her favorite types of fart, the one that no one anticipates and she can unleash without any warning.

This fart charred through Christina’s panties, more than burn, it created a humid layer of fart-laden dew that collected itself upon the pubic hair around Christina’s nether regions as the fart poured out of her ass. As the fart spread quickly in its coverage, the stench of Christina’s nether regions could also be smelled, it was a more interesting stench that was more indicative of a woman’s fart than a man’s. But no man could drop a massive bomb like this, not anymore. This was the fart of legends, a room clearer…no a neighborhood clearer. The fart blew through the tents that had been set up like a light sea breeze, as it wasn’t a strong fart in its wind velocity, but was seeping through everything at a slower pace. Despite that, it expanded its coverage beyond the parking lots and north into the Hunter’s Point neighborhood and out to the east over San Francisco Bay, where the hot winds from the fart interacted with cooler waters to produce a dense fog over the water, one that would become more familiar as Christina began farting more from that sight.

The smell was that of a sewer with a mixture of swamp gas, it was a highly unpleasant odor that was hard to inhale for anyone wearing a gas mask and impossible to inhale for those not wearing one. They could breathe a bit better, but they could still taste the eggs that Christina scarfed down for breakfast and the chili she ate earlier, this was a fart that stunk for impossible amounts and levels and it cleared the parking lot and created a dense haze that would settle over the sight. The people preparing Christina’s clothes and food had to take a five minute break before they could start over and the news media vehicles had all their reporters bunkered down in their vehicles with the noses underneath their shirts, trying for anything to not breathe in the stink. It was a powerful stink, but it was only the beginning for that site.

“Gosh…that was a rotten one!” Christina said as she waved the air around the back of her butt, she could feel a warm amount of air positioned near her butt, the radiation from the fart she had just released. Everything about this silent fart showed power, it cleared out a growing area and it left a burning sensation around Christina’s backside that would have likely burned anyone alive, had they been positioned there. Tim and Bill could both feel the heat from that silent fart as they were sweating profoundly from within the helicopter.

“Er…sorry about that one…I guess I didn’t realize its strength, it felt like it was going to be a small one…but it sure had a punch to it.” She said as she continued to breathe in the insane stench from that silent fart, it was made of pure evil as she could guess, a pure evil that was produced from deep within. Parker was in shock and now he was worried about the meal he was eating, but he still had that one condition.

“Anyway Christina….” Parker began as he heard a small giggle from Christina, he eyes perked up again as she had the look of concentration.

“Seek shelter! Everyone seek shelter…she’s about to….” Parker yelled out as he was called back by Christina who told him there was nothing to fear.

“Oh…I don’t feel another one…God after that last one I may need to take a break from the farting, but it is so cool to see everyone having to do these things for me…such a big old girl like me…I am beginning to like being a giant.” She said as she took another big inhalation of her sulfur-smelling wind that blew around her, still hanging heavily over her present location. Parker instructed for Christina to sit down within the football stadium as they finished up her meal, she agreed not to release any more farts so that they could finish up their cooking, but as they cooked her meal, Christina was constantly cooking more of her gas, and with her dinner that cooking was about to go into overdrive.

“But first Christina…you have an audience awaiting you.” Parker said as he directed Christina to a spot where she was able to climb over the grandstands of the football stadium, shaped like a baseball stadium as it was at one time, and onto the football field, which was still pretty big to her. At one end of the football stadium, a gathering of about 100 journalists had been gathering to ask some questions for Christina, and wanting to sit down she was okay for answering them.

“Mind if I sit down…of course you don’t, I can do pretty much what I want right now.” She said with a bellow of laughs as she sat in an Indian style position toward the northern end zone. The blue skies had remained in place even with a slight green haze still hanging over from Christina’s previous fart. Those in the stands could smell the gas from her silent explosion back in the parking lot and were a bit curious about this new gigantic girl. Christina waved the air around her as she took in another whiff of her creation. Down where her crouch was, the residue and aftereffects from that monster silent fart were still hanging over, giving Christina a good amount of her eggy goodness.

“That last one is still hanging around…man was that a good one!” Christina said laughing, echoing throughout the stadium as she took her hands and waved the leftover air around her crouch and waved it at the journalists. In the matter of seconds, a few of them coughed as they began to smell with greater power the eggy stink from Christina’s silent fart, and that was just from the part of the fart that hung around her crouch, not from the actual fart itself, it was that strong. After giggling some more, she settled down as she looked at the frightened journalists. This was a new experience for everyone and there were several questions for them to ask of the giantess. The first few questions were about herself and what had happened; she mentioned the whole story about the liquids and about what had happened up to that point.

“How have you felt since you began your reign of terror over the city?” A rather rumbustious, pompous, and Fox News-esque reporter asked, referring to the wave of gassiness that Christina had laid over the city. She got up from her seated position and got into a position on her knees and hands as she looked over the media gathering and began talking in a booming voice that was directed toward the reporter. Suddenly, he quivered in his place, looking up at the large face of Christina and smelling chili in her breathe as she spoke with a power that could be felt around the media collection.

“What you call a reign of terror…I call a normal Sunday afternoon following a chili eating contest. I HAD to fart…and given that I was 100 feet tall, my farts were going to be bigger. That’s that. There is nothing I can do about the size of my farts…you either deal with the or you leave…that is how the rest of Section 26 has dealt with me…that is how you will have to also!” Christina’s ultimatum was the strongest thing she had said up that point. More and more, she was enjoying the increasing amount of power she felt that she held. The reporters had no real answer to Christina’s claim to the power she was starting to hold, all originating from what seeped out of her bowels. After sitting back down in an Indian style with the prettiest girly smile you could imagine, someone finally spoke up. One younger male journalist, had been looking intensely as the vast amount of flesh that was held within the mammeries of the overabundant 19-year old, so he asked.

“Speaking of size…um…what are your measurements…how big are those?” Through the speakers, the question had created some gasps with the older journalists, who felt as if the question was a bit rude, but Christina was enjoying the attention her front was getting, normally it was her back receiving the answers.

“Well…they are about E cups in real life…my measurement was 45-30-26, but now it would be…WELL….” Christina thought about her current measurements but couldn’t come up with an answer. A scientist nearby made the calculations.

“It would be about 90 feet for the bust…60 feet for the waist and 50 feet for the hips…and her breasts are 14 feet by 12 feet and 10 feet out from her chest…perhaps a couple of more feet. And each breast weighs 27 tons.” Christina’s giggles echoed at her astonishment of her new measurements.

 “Yeah…and I bet my butt’s pretty big too.” She said as she leaned over, as if in a position to fart, just to slap her jean-covered ass with her right hand. The journalists were bracing for impact when they saw that it was just the giantess admiring her butt.

“Probably some a good 20 feet or so across for each buttcheek I would guess.” The scientist added Christina continued to pad her enormous behind. She giggled as she felt her stomach growling, creating a rumbling noise that echoed across the stadium. She shifted her weight slightly as she felt her stomach getting emptier. The journalists again braced for a possible impact, their every move made Christina laugh from the thought that they were frightened with her every move just on the assumption that she might fart.

“Look at you guys…so skittish. I don’t fart EVERY time I move…hey where’s that food?” Christina finished with a shouted question over the grandstands back at the parking lot. Slowly, she was getting used to the idea of people fixing food for her and other things. Now, she was thinking that they were going fix her food on her terms and when she wanted to.

“Miss Lopez….Miss Lopez? What can you tell us about your rather abundant…flatulence?” Another reporter asked as he got Christina’s attention back from her wondering for food. Just as that had happened, the first industrial drum of refried beans and rice was wheeled out from a tunnel out from the parking lot onto the football field, Christina’s lips were now salivating. In all there were five drums, about ten feet across and 15 feet deep that were filled with refried beans. On top of that, there were three bowls that were filled to the brim with broccoli. All of these things were small to Christina and she was alerted that this was only the first helping of food. Both the beans and broccoli were minuscular to her in size and she wondered what they would taste like.

“Sorry Christina…we couldn’t get a hold of the rice, we can have that tomorrow, so we got you more beans instead…I’d figure you’d like that.” Parker said as he alerted Christina about the sudden change in the meal.

“Oh don’t worry…I don’t object…however these folks might!” She said giggling as a few of the reporters started to walk out of the stadium. The rest remained so that they could watch the giantess eat her first meal as a giant. Finally, before she began eating, another drum, this time 20 feet tall and seven feet across of cold milk was carted as well. All of these drums were positioned in front of the giant girl and she began to anticipate how much eating all of this would be, after all there were more beans here than she ate at the contest earlier. Ready to eat, she took the first drum of beans and held it up to her face and began to ingest the entire drum, right there in one large gulp that took a full minute to finish. Just like that, she had eaten the first drum of refried beans and felt it enter her stomach, starting up the industrial-like complex of her digestive system to begin processing the beans into the only thing it could make, her gas.

“Ohh…that’s quite spicy…but I LOVE spicy…I need some milk to take it down.” She grabbed the large container of milk and chugged nearly half of the milk right there on the spot. Already, she was feeling the two intermingle within her stomach to produce a rapidly growing amount of flatus. As she dropped the milk container back down on the ground she could feel a sudden burst of gas forming and it needed release…from her mouth.

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Christina wasn’t much of a belcher, but when she did, it was massive. For four seconds, the walls of Candlestick Park shook as Christina unleashed a potent bean and milk powered belch that created a large baritone noise that was typical of a deep belch from the girl. After waving the air around her face from the rancid odor she looked back at the media group that remained in the stadium, who looked at her with utter awe.

“Excuse me…what I’m a gassy girl…and speaking about that insight on my flatulence…I feel one brewing right now.” She said with a growing smirk on her face, the power was now forming and it was rushing through her intestines. The question she was asking was how much farting would she do with what she had eaten. After about 30 seconds of processing the gas a little more and holding it at the gates of her bowels, she was about to unleash her first post-meal…or rather post-first bite fart.

“You tell me how this is like!” She yelled out as she leaned her ass over toward her left and began to unload an all-around powerful fart.

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A muddy-brown colored gas with a small splashing of green poured out of Christina’s ass as the fart quivered the ground there at the end zone of the football field with a rumbling noise that sounded like a thunderstorm taking place in the stadium. The vibrations from the fart shook the seats that the reporters were watching from. Cameras were fixed on Christina as she grunted with the liberating of this tremendous flatulent explosion. The fart lasted for ten seconds and it was as strong and potent as any fart as Christina had released. The mouths of the reporters were open in disbelief as they saw this massive girl releasing this massive fart, although that would end up being a mistake.

“Oh man…this one is going to stink!” Christina said as she started inhaling the pungent odor from her latest fart. A sour milk and bean combination that was overpowering began to fill the football stadium as the brown gas traveled across the field over to the reporters who started to gag and cough from the atrocious odor. As the seconds passed, the smell increased in strength and power as they inhaled the dreadful fart, tasting the beans that Christina had just digested in her stomach. She waved her hands around her seated position as she started to wave the hot farty air around her and toward the reporters, snickering the whole way through.

“Come’on…spread the stink around…you said you wanted to know about my farts…now’s your chance to experience a real Christina Lopez fart…isn’t it wonderful?!” Christina said in a very sadistic tone. She was enjoying this experience as a few of the reporters with lower constitutions fell to the ground, throwing up from the increasing toxic stink that filled the stadium. The fart smell had climbed out of the walls of Candlestick Park and was filling the parking lot with more of Christina’s aroma.

“Jesus Christ…how do you do that?” The intrepid reporter from earlier asked as he began to inhale the toxic smell from the fart. His face was full of sweat from the increased heat in the football stadium and that sweaty face got his shirt wet when he tried to conceal his nose from the stench from underneath it. The smell was overpowering, it conquered the entire press corps that had been set up and was filling it with a rotten bean smell that made it painful to breathe every time a breathe was taken. Up above in the brown fog that had settled in the stadium, Christina was laughing as she answered the guy’s question.

“Well, when the beans enter my stomach, it putrefies and creates a great gas that is formed with bacteria inside my bowels. It’s all a bit technical, but the important thing is that it flows through my intestines and out my anus, releasing this precious wind for all of you to breathe…speaking of which…” Christina leaned over in the opposite direction and began unloading four rapid-fire yet strong farts.

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The four farts shook the ground some more as the grass on the football field was already turning brown from the small microscopic amounts of shit that made their way out from Christina’s ass and through her panties and pants and onto the field, and from the turbo-charged wind discharger that was known as her asshole. The effect of each fart on the field was like blowing an air canon directing at the field with a wind as strong as 300 miles per hour being blown into the field, kicking up grass and dirt and pushing a small hole into the field from the strong winds, and that was before the smell of the farts started to waft its way up into the air. More rotten beans and milk could be smelled; it was actually a sweeter smell than she anticipated, but as heavy and pungent as ever.

“What died?” Another reporter asked through a megaphone as they began to smell the rotten aroma of the latest blasts from Christina’s bottom. It was a painful go at it every time anyone breathed in that stadium. The cameras that were rolling could hear the labored breaths taken by the reporters as they tried to take in the high sulfur contents that were common in Christina’s blast. Meanwhile, Christina was trying to wave more of the air away from her, as she too was affected by the smell of her latest explosions.

“Pee-you…God those were some stinkers! What died? Any chance I have of sleeping in a gas-free space tonight…that’s what died. What you guys don’t get yet is that these farts are going to linger in this stadium for a while. My farts just don’t die…they conquer. I can barely finish a class after letting off some of these in school, and you want to know the worst part. These are hardly my worst….”

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Another violent blast of bubbly sensational fart left Christina’s anus as she was on her speech, only to send a reinforcing burst of the methane and sulfur-laden gas that she was already unloading at a record pace throughout the stadium. The smell from this latest burst of gas reached her nostrils nearly instantly to its initial burst and she recoiled a little before regaining her composure to take in her flatulence at its full power. She again took her hands and made several waving motions toward the media as more of the brown gas that came out of her bottom was being spread, intermingling with all the other gases that already filled the rotten-smelling stadium. Christina had always imagined how strong her farts would have to be to clear out a football stadium, now she was starting to wonder how much more of it she could take before she’d be forced to leave. But for the meantime, she wanted to enjoy her killer blast as the media was starting to retreat from their spots, having enough of Christina. She began talking again, trying to distract them from their retreat.

“Oh come on…it’s just a girl passing gas…how bad can it really be?!” She said giggling as she took in another strong smell of her gas. More and more, she was breathing less oxygen and more sulfur, but it was still no different from being underneath the covers with her. She took her head and lowered it closer to her crouch to get a more intense whiff of her gaseous creation; God was she proud of what she had produced. The most devilish aroma that a human…or any creature could have produced. It smelled like shit at a barnyard, like maneuver being spread on a hot summer’s day, as if the entirety of the San Francisco sewage system was being dumped in that football stadium…on top of the bean and milk component of that smell. She had to comment.

“Let’s have a whiff of it shall we…wafting…wafting…oh analysis…” Christina began in a playful manner as she took her hands and waved the air up toward her nose to get a bigger whiff of her creation.  She was feeling a bit erotic from the vast amounts of potent stink that entered her nostrils. She could detect the burning stink of beans and milk as they were processed in her mind and entered as her own gas.

“Doesn’t everyone just love their own personal brand…and I’ve got a GREAT brand! Smells like beans and milk…and….sour milk it smells like…odd since the milk didn’t seem soured. I can still detect some onions in from my chili too, no one said that I was finished digesting my chili after all. Yeah, just smell that power in that fart, the heat, the stink, the overall power. You have no idea just how much power I have right now in just one of these….ohhh….ahhhhh!” Christina finished off in the state of pure ecstasy as she began to push out another rotten SBD out of her ass, creating a zone of truly deadly air that flowed out from her ass, in the seated position it was and filled the stadium with a yellow-tinted gas that was utterly rancid.

“God, it just felt like I let off a bomb…a SILENT BOMB!” Christina started laughing fanatically as the burning aroma of her latest SBD left her ass. The smell of onions and refried beans were the main culprit behind this latest batch of killer air. About ten of the 30 journalists in the press corps section of the stadium started to get lightheaded as they tried to breathe the dreaded air that was produced by Christina’s SBD, but there was really no way they could. It was like having onion juice snuffed up their noises and rubbed in their eyes over and over, the feeling of the hot gas that brought everyone to the knees as they began to inhale it. Even Christina was gagging from the inferred creation she had wrought.

“Ohhh….that was a really bad one! But that’s just the way I am, you see, these farts are normal for me…this is what I do every day. And at this point, I see that there is little stopping me from farting, just think about the other drums of beans and the broccoli and Brussels sprouts I still have to eat, I will be letting them rip all…night…long. You’d best get used to it world…I am in control now, the world is my bathroom!” Christina said with a deafening and terrifying tone as she began to push forth on her anus with one more monster-sized blaster.

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The ground within the stadium and around the stadium’s parking lot shook to the force of an eight-pointer on the Richter scale as Christina unloaded her largest fart yet while having her ass aimed straight into the ground. The noise from this latest fart is inhumane to say the least, it sounded like a ton of sludgy bubbles popping at the same time as various gas pockets were being exposed to the outside world, it was an extremely juicy and wet fart that lasted for 15 seconds. A hole was formed from the powerful winds that blew out from her ass and into the ground, punishing it with the foulest of septic gas that she could produce. No one would have thought that Christina could have beaten some of her worst SBDs with the smell from these farts, but this latest monster from her proved them wrong. And the worst part was that a lot of the fart and its smell was confined in her buttcrack and in the ground and wasn’t even exposed to the public, but what did seep out was far more deadly than anything she had unloaded before.

A ghastly aroma of sulfur and milk hung over with an extra dosage of raw shit. It wasn’t that Christina had to release some more of her solid waste, but she might have to in the future. As the fart continued, the press corps that had gathered was now getting downright frightened with this powerful blast that almost had the force of a bomb going off. The fart’s direction toward the ground created a bassy noise that couldn’t be topped by anything else in the world, ever, it made people deaf nearby and it vibrated the ground, but kept the stadium relatively intact, since it was built to withstand strong earthquakes, but Christina’s fart was testing it very dearly. The smell filled the bowl of the stadium with a thick brown fog that got Christina coughing as she looked at the members of the press that were now passing out from the retched aroma, they simply could not keep up. Christina smiled as she listened to the coughing and gagging cease, due to a lack of mouths breathing. She patted her stomach as it calmed down from the latest blast and looked at her second bowl of refried beans.

“This is getting easier by the fart…this world is mine!” She said with great pride as she took in a deep breathe of her fart. Sure, this was among her worst farts so far that day, but it still paled in comparison to some of the absolute worst she had ever released. Now, she could finish off her dinner, as the rest of it was being wheeled onto the field with people wearing yellow biohazard suits.

“Christina, I could ask you to control your farting a little, but at this point I doubt there is little that would convince you otherwise.” Parker yelled through his megaphone as he wheeled in the tenth and final drum full of broccoli, along with five drums with Brussels sprouts and five more drums of beans, Christina was going to be more than loaded. She gave a deep belly laugh as a small squeaking noise came out from her ass; she had just passed a very small fart.

“That’s right…I think I am going to enjoy being giant…sorry about that last one!” She said giggling as Parker had to back away once more from her ass, even as a small fart, it carried more firepower than 50 of Christina’s farts at normal size would have. She was regularly now unloading the strength of 200 of her farts in one blast, and all that did not bold well for the rest of the area. The entirety of Candlestick Point smelled of Christina’s farts and the smell was not quick to dissipate. Candlestick Point was known for being cold and windy, but at this particular time, Christina Lopez had turned it hot, windy and smelly…really smelly.

Some thirty minutes later, a few members of the press corps had gotten up with just enough time to leave the septic enclosure that was becoming of Candlestick Park. On the outside, a crew of about 200 in biohazard suits were working on Christina’s clothing while several military leaders were talking with Captain Parker and Bill as to their next move over the Christina situation. Above them, they could hear three more flatulent blasts come from the stadium, followed by a little bit of coughing from the originator of those farts.

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“Whoa…what does that girl eat?” One of the military generals, a younger black male, who worked for the Marines there in California, asked as he took the head covering off of his biohazard suit and took in a whiff of the toxic stench that hung over the stadium from her latest farts.

“Well…that is coming from refried beans and broccoli…very potent for her to say the least. Her farts can be much worse than that even…” Parker said as he trailed off and took a whiff of the farts himself.

“What can be done to stop the problem…we are hearing reports of the smell reaching Oakland and south toward San Jose…I have been in direct contact with the president, and they are watching what is happening here now.” The general commented as he placed his head piece back on.

“At the moment…nothing. When Christina gets gassy, there is little anyone can do about…just take in the smell and hope for the best. That’s the philosophy that has gotten us through at Section 26 for years, ever since her gas started to become worse. We have been at a certain point in the compound where many of the things we did, were based on how gassy that girl got. If she farted, you either breathed it in or got out, you did not command her to do anything. At her present size and with no real way of shrinking her, I fear it is the same thing…you either breathe in the gas, or you got out of her way. Either way, she can do what she wants.” Parker was a sincere as he was firm on his assessment of the situation. It wasn’t what anyone wanted to hear about Christina, but given that the military had failed their first attempt to stop Christina and seeing how the press corps had passed out entirely just from being in the same space as Christina, he could understand where Parker was coming from. Still, he had to be defiant that there was a way, even if one didn’t exist.

“No, we cannot subjugate our country and this city to what comes out of that kid’s butt…there has to be a way…sniff….sniff….dear Lord what is that smell?” The general said as he began to smell the remnants from another SBD that Christina had just laid, it was a masterful fart that was as putrid and horrendous as it was vast in coverage. But why did the smell reach the inside of the biohazard suit, why could he smell it there. Suddenly, he looked up along with Parker and Bill and saw the 175-foot tall girl standing over their position outside the stadium. She was laughing up a storm as she continued to wave the residual effects of the quiet monster she had unleashed. People would stay clear of the stadium as even the biohazard suits were no match for the noxious stink that hovered over Hunters Point.

            It became clear over the next day that Christina was going to be willing to exert her domain over the area. A news helicopter hovered over the stadium, which was cleared out with the exception of a support staff to help Christina. She would use the jumbotrons there at Candlestick Park to play an assortment of videogames, with the help of Silicon Valley’s finest and she enjoyed TV programs as well. Captain Parker, Bill and Tim all made visits regularly to keep Christina entertained. While at times she felt as if she were a kept creature she knew very well that she could get up and walk around as soon as she wanted. The military however was keeping a close perimeter around. But the stench from Christina’s continuous gas was enough to keep them out from the parking lot. There might have been five people on the planet who could survive walking the parking lot from the perimeter to the stadium to see Christina and despite the stadium’s reputation as a cool place; it was pretty warm around there with all that stinky gas hovering over.

            “Roughly 24 hours after the crisis in San Francisco began and no one is still sure about how to handle the young woman named Christina Lopez. Here we see what looks like your ordinary teenager playing video games on the TV screens at the football stadium that is home to the 49ers. All around in Hunters Point, a green fog of flatulence hangs over as the unique topography and climate of this area has carried the stench over large swaths of eastern San Francisco. This morning what would normally be a regular fog is the fog of an extremely gassy giant girl. People hanging around the city today report ghastly conditions on the streets as the smell has continued to hang around, like a paper mill that has set up shop in the city. Reports of the smell are numerous in East Bay communities from Oakland south all the way toward Hayward and further east up against the mountains. Heavy Gas Advisories, a first of its kind designation are being issued for San Francisco County, San Mateo County and Alameda County. Residents in these counties are highly urged to expect more of this smelly gas, smelling of rotten eggs and sewage and are prompted to evacuate as soon as they can. Meanwhile, we see here in the parking lot what looks like a sea of white a food preparers create something.”

            “Oohhhh…burritos. Bean burritos I hope.” Christina said licking her lips as she looked outside the stadium and saw what was going on. She sat back down as her stomach grumbled. Since her morning breakfast of cereal, more than 1,000 boxes worth of cereal, she had gassed the joint out about 15 times. Still, while wearing new biohazard suits, a crew of nearly 50 people worked to prepare what appeared to be ten jumbo-sized bean burritos, with another bowl of broccoli, about enough broccoli to feed every person in a town of 10,000. Coca-Cola was bringing in tanker trucks full of its drink, already ready to get a little advertisement for a parched giantess. Christina was more than adequate for the food being prepared but even she wondered along with her father about how much food would be needed to keep her alive. 

            “We may need to find another place for you, one with better access to food, the Central Valley for instance.”

            “That place already has a bad air pollution problem.” Captain Parker interjected.

            “If Christina continues to grow, there may not be too many places in California where she can stay without causing nonstop pollution issues. Like it or not, my gigantic daughter has a controlling interest in the affairs of this region and as long as she is being fed, that’s going to continue.” He said as he felt his daughter shake the ground as she moved her butt a little. Even without her flatulence, her butt was more than able to cause problems. He looked up at his daughter’s face for a moment as he saw a bit of happiness in her eyes. Something was up and she knew it. A staffer came in and alerted Parker of two important developments. First, a media crew was wanting access to interview the giantess that afternoon after lunch, a bad idea Parker felt but perhaps alright in order for Christina to demonstrate her “power,” and second and most importantly, word about a break-in at Section 26 (not too hard considering the damage all around) with several vials missing from the R&D department. Parker and Bill looked at each other as they thought of the possible ramifications of that.

            “Have we heard back from Megan?” Parker asked.

            “She was left on some building in the area yesterday; I haven’t heard from her, I wanted to head back into the city to find her.” Tim said, figuring he probably owes that much to his family. Parker advised against it for the moment and issued Section 26 to send crews out, those that were still bunkered down in the complex and elsewhere in the city to look for Megan as they continued to coordinate efforts to evacuate all of San Francisco. Another later and it was time for Christina to eat her lunch.

            Turned out there were 14 bean burritos, about 20 feet long each with a width of five feet, all filled with about a ton of ground beef each and up to 20 tons of beans. The broccoli came in a drum similar to the one from yesterday. She was given a converted water tank from a rooftop to serve as a cup as it was filled with Coke, being pumped into the tank. Over the course of the next half hour the workers watched in utter awe as this gigantic 19-year old ate the food it had taken them all morning to prepare, eating through it like it was being given to her at a local Taco Bell. She was given more food for that meal than in a Mexican restaurant for an entire week, all for a big girl’s lunch.

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            “Delicious.” Christina said as she waved the air full of her noxious belch. She giggled as she saw the people around her hold their noses underneath their shirts. She was amazed to see their discomfort for a burp; it was only a matter of time before she being letting out farts...big farts.

            An hour had passed before a group of 20 reporters and government officials had gathered in roughly the same location as the previous night. Christina was lying down across the football field, which had sunken into the ground several feet. But there was something amidst that was starting to become noticeable. She was lying with her head on her hands with her elbows pressing further into the ground. Her breasts too were making impressive indentations into the ground, but then again they weighed 300 tons each. Her feet too were pushing down into the ground as they were pushing the outer wall past the opposite end zone and that was the remarkable thing, she stretched her body across the length of the entire end zone, a good 100 yards or 300 feet. On the side of the football field closest to Christina’s head, resting at the other end zone, her ass rose some 40 feet up from the ground, as juicy and bodacious and still within those blue jeans, now on her body for more than 24 hours. It wasn’t just the smell of her farts that her hurting the people, it was the smell of all those farts on her worn out jeans and underwear.

            “Can you tell us how your lunch was?” One reporter asked.

            “Do you feel any different from last night?” Another asked.

            “Do you have to fart?” A third asked, getting wierded-out looks from the rest of the press corp. She laughed loud and hard as she thought about each question.

            “My lunch was okay, but my appetite is big and I expect even more for dinner, so I hope my crew is working on that. As for me feeling any different, I am. I am bigger than I was. I’ve been feeling it; I’m slowly getting bigger and bigger. Much taller, bigger butt, breasts, everything. Last night when I went to sleep, I only covered two-third of this football field, now I can lie across it and by tonight I bet I can rest with my feet in one part of the stands with my head in the other. As for the third question…..” She trailed off as she began to give a big smile at the crowd. They at first were wondering what it was she was doing, but it became obvious. It was a rushing sound, like a strong wind, blowing upward from her jeans in a green stream of gas, an SBD.

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            For about a full minute a plume of green gas floated upward out from the confines of Christina’s ass like a mushroom cloud from a nuclear bomb. A nuke actually would be a pretty good way to describe the silent and deadly gas’s way of filling up the football stadium. The gas, smelling of two millions tons of sewage, rotten eggs and burning tires, combined, filled the stadium with enough of a punch to produce a 200-mile per hour wind that blew around the stadium and knocked the press corps down with the gas’s power. At first, just the rotten stench was making life very uncomfortable for them, but soon the wave of gassy destruction was on and for Christina the confines of the stadium were only the beginning. The wind swirled around the concourses and outwards from the stadium and all throughout the region. The gas was pushed upwards into the air to the point that birds flying directing over the stadium were killed from the pungency of the gas. Airplanes trying to fly out of nearby San Francisco International Airport were getting turbulence from the sudden change in wind as the gas produced a wind that blew up to 100 miles per hour for a two-mile radius from the site.

            The SBD fart gas moved its way up the streets of the Bayview neighborhood and westward across US 101 and I-280, creating an apocalyptic view of a green fog traveling about 20 feet above the highways with the leaves being blown off the trees from the winds. The damage was done within about a two-mile radius of the area, the equivalent to Christina of a Section 26-clearing fart. Litter and dead birds filled the streets as the gas started to settle down into the neighborhoods, this was a Christina bedroom fart that would remain for some time only this time her bedroom was the very-likely-no-longer-the-home of the San Francisco 49ers. Waving the air around her butt Christina laughed like there was nothing else at the power of her fart. At her new size her gas was having no bounds, but the rumbling in her stomach was telling her that there was much more to come.

            “I think that answers your question about my fart…I think I can do worse.” She said laughing as Bill and Tim walked out from the press box, their current location in the stadium. Even though the windows were blown out and gas filling every part of their body, they had survived the gas’s power pretty well. Parker on the other hand was knocked out for what would be about ten minutes. Her father and boyfriend walked down the stairs in the vacant stadium as the sound of gas hovering over was the only noise for a few moments. Christina then turned her head over toward her father and asked him about how bad her fart was. Taking out his blow horn he answered.

            “A real blue-ribbon winner Chrissy. Stunk up half the city with that one I’d imagine.”

“Good, because those bean burritos are really making my stomach hurt, I’m feeling some real funky gas brewing in there.”

            “Hey Christina!” Tim shouted as he was more than pleased to see his girlfriend’s face look upon him again. She smiled as she acknowledged Tim there with her father.

            “Can I climb up your butt?” Tim asked as Christina let out a belly laugh that almost shook the walls of the stadium. She couldn’t believe Tim’s insistence on that, especially after what had happened yesterday with him in her back pocket. But she was more than willing to let Tim enjoy his fantasy, his obvious love for her and his love for farts.

            “Sure thing Timmy, just beware, I’m going to have to let one rip soon.” She said giggling as she pulled up the jumbotrons and started to play another video game while she laid there on the bed with her butt facing up in the air. For Tim, it was a repeat of the first time he got to experience a Christina fart up close and personal, only this time it was a much better experience. He finally got onto the field and started to make the short walk onto the field up to his girlfriend’s daunting ass. It rose up more than 50 feet into the air, incased in blue jeans that appeared as if they had gone through war. He could make out the individual stitches of the jeans and find a bit of a path to climb up toward the top of his girlfriend’s ass, but for a fart enthusiast it was worth it. The chance to climb to the top of a flatulent giantess’ ass. It was worth it even for death.

            The climb, which actually wasn’t as daunting as he first thought, first involved climbing at an angle to follow the curvature of her buttock up from the ground. It was like scaling a gigantic globe starting in Antarctica and working your way up South America. He would grab a hold of a piece of her jeans and hold on to dear life as he tried to take in the foul stench. It smelled of burning sulfur all around her jeans. He had experienced plenty of Christina’s residual gas, the gas that would hover around well after a fart was released, but to experience it in real life was something else entirely. The cloth from the jeans felt like they had been in a dryer and were probably about 100 degrees. The air around Tim was simply foul, heavy in gas and very light in clean air, it was worse than any industrial complex in the history of the world, and then he could hear the rumblings from Christina’s stomach. But perhaps the most unique part was just how firm her buttock was. His foot never dug into her skin at all and it was almost like walking on the ground, but it was still a nice and smooth female buttock.

            The whole climb took only three minutes, a five and a half foot guy plus a 50-foot high buttock doesn’t make the most strenuous climb. But the reward was worth it as far as his love for Christina was concerned. The first time he was head first into Christina’s ass her cheeks were surrounding his body, creating a tall wall of womanly flesh that stunk of the worst gases imaginable and now he had climbed the wall. Quite high in terms of his altitude at the football city, he was higher up on Christina’s ass than a person standing on top of a five-story building. He was on the left buttcheeks and walked on the fabric of her jeans. It felt a little different walking on the surface of the jeans as he quickly worked himself down to the butt crack. “The white threads of the jeans looked like lanes on a highway as he continued to smell the residual gas of Christina’s last SBD. Most likely most people would have collapsed if they were walking where he was; he was in a unique zone that few people could even tolerate. Even on a less-gassy female the smells surrounding his senses would have likely still detected the scent of dried up shit and female fart gas. A woman’s gas did smell worse than a man’s fart he had found out through research. But with Christina all bets were off, the gas hovered around the area like a fog of vapors smelling of all the best descriptors of rotten and foul. After a one-minute stroll he had found himself in the crack, about ten feet down from where he was on top of the butt cheek, he was at the point where the jean ceased to descend any further. A deep and cavernous butt crack laid below, leading to Christina’s holiest of holies, but this was far enough, even for a person like Christina.

Christina went back to playing her video game and over the course of just a few minutes had forgotten all about Tim. It wasn’t because of any animosity toward the little guy it was just because…well he was little. A girl at her size didn’t need to worry about little people anymore; they were nothing to all, all of them. Bill had watched closely as Tim continue to move around the jean-encased behind of his gigantic daughter as Christina played her video games for another few minutes. The rumbling sensation in her stomach was making it very clear that she was about to let one rip and when the gases from the initial blast of Christina’s fart started to travel upward from the crack, Tim knew that it was time to vacate the premises. He started to climb up the strands of the jeans that surround her left buttock but found that his hurried rush was not helpful. The gas started to steam upwards like a vent and Tim found himself in a fog of eggy gas stink that only his girlfriend could create. It was the epitome of the Christina Fart Smell and she hadn’t let it rip yet. But without her worrying at all about anything else, she took a pause from her video game to push her gigantic muscles and push out a massive, bubbly fart.

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At a size of 300 feet with an ass that was 50 feet in diameter, any big fart from Christina was going to be gigantic, but this one really shook people’s abilities to comprehend the kind of flatus that was passing out from Christina’s ass. For a full minute, the entire stadium shook as Christina showed what kind of fart she could let rip when it was loud. It felt like the big one had occurred at the stadium as cracks were forming in parts of the structure, nothing bad enough yet but a clear sign that the stadium wasn’t going to last much longer with Christina at her size. The sound was deafening beyond belief, creating a sound that no atomic bomb could produce. It was like a nuclear devise going off at the stadium without the nasty aftereffects of nuclear radiation. Winds blew across the parking lot, taking out vehicles, people and supplies that had helped in the production of this toxic, power gas. And that was just from the girl lying down on the football field in the stadium. Needless to say, seats flew out of their fastened positions and grass and dirt swirled around from the blast of the fart. The actual gas blew mostly upwards but the vibration of the gas did the rest within the stadium. The last fart had strength because of its silence, which produced a wicked smell that took out everything in a two-mile radius. This one had the same effect, but the sound meant that it could be heard for nearly a 30-mile radius. People from Marin County to San Jose and east past Oakland could all hear the rupture of gas that was being released from the gigantic asshole of this titanic 19-year old. And Tim was located at Ground Zero.

He felt the entire region around him, still in the jean-covered region of her butt crack, warm up past 100 degrees for a split second before her asshole opened with the most ear-splitting sound ever produced by a human. To say that this fart was loud was an understatement; Tim was going to be deaf for several hours after this one. His hearing would return, but it would only come back slowly. His sense of smell though, already damaged, was further destroyed by the burning hot eggy stench of the Christina Fart Smell that was as utterly repulsive as possible. The fart finally began with a superheated blast of foul wind that traveled at 200 miles per hour out from her asshole and through her jeans and pushed his body high up in the air, so high that he could see the entire city for a brief moment as the gas bellowed upwards from her anus in a similar looking mushroom cloud as before. In fact, the cloud was probably bigger, with the top of the cloud stretching for one mile in all directions from Candlestick Park. The hills to the west continued to channel the actual gas cloud in certain directions, affecting the low-lying areas near Candlestick but the stench traveled up and down the eastern shoreline of the San Francisco peninsula. Folks from the airport to the Embarcadero could smell the gas and anyone within one mile of Candlestick would be knocked out from the stench.

“Phew that one was a nice one!” Christina said laughing as she felt the heat brush against her ass, another well done fart, one that could also clear out the stadium. She decided to get up from her lying down position and reposition herself so that she was sitting down with her gigantic butt over the south side of the football field and her legs stretched across the rest of the field with her shoes touching the goal posts, her tennis shoes rising over the posts themselves. She sat there on the field as she took in a whiff of her gassy creation. Never had she been more proud of her gassiness than right now. Tim had landed almost a half mile away in an industrial park near the shoreline in Hunter’s Point as he could still smell the rotten stench of his gigantic girlfriend’s farts. That smell was about to get worse. Putting her hands on the field she lifted her left butt cheek just a little and pushed out three enormous, by her standard, farts.

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These three farts were about if not bigger than her previous big blaster and the effects were shown, but there was something scary going on during the farting, Christina started to grow even more, probably another 100 feet just as she pushed out tons and tons of flatus into the atmosphere while continuing to destroy parts of Candlestick Park. When she started out she felt her butt consume everything from the 25 yard line to the end zone, but by the time she was finished it was covering half the football field with her feet pushing against the northern part of the stadium. The farts created an earthquake unlike any that had ever been seen in that city. Gas flowed out of her ass at such a force that most of the seats in the stadium that weren’t ripped apart were done so here, there was almost nothing salvageable in the stadium including her jumbotrons, which was growing smaller than a tablet now at her size. She laughed as she waved the air in long strokes from behind her much-larger behind. Her body now rose higher out from the stadium as she was able to survey the land around her, smoldering in the smelly gas of another nuclear bomb-like explosion.

“Those were some good bean burritos alright…though they’re making my stomach feel awfully busy right now.” She giggled as she continued to wave the air. She positioned her body so that her butt was a little further up onto the stands. In the matter of seconds, continuing growth forced her butt to occupy the entire southern end of the seating bowl of the stadium. She crushed into the concrete which was barely holding up. The ground where the football field stood consisted of brown grass and big craters throughout where she had been sitting and lying down. She placed her left hand on top of her left leg and leaned to the right so that she was facing the bay. Pushing her right hand into more of the stands she tried to get comfortable as she felt more pain and pressure building within her. Looking around she had seen one man get up from the stands and run through the concourses as he had wanted nothing to do with what was about to happen. It was Bill naturally and he was heading out of the stadium and running across the parking lot of the football stadium across a decimated area with dozens of knocked out people and equipment scattered all about. He ran up to a black armed SWAT team-like van that carried the CIA’s logo. Running in he quickly alerted to Captain Parker to get away from the sight. They could hear Christina grunt again as she tried to quell away her discomfort, but it was doing her no good, those burritos were now giving her painful gas and she wanted it out immediately. But one more fart might tear up the stadium….

“Too late.” She thought as she pushed out of her ass an unbelievably wet and stinky fart, another minute-long power blast of catastrophic proportions, she destroyed the southwest corner of Candlestick Park with this latest blast.

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The outer walls of the stadium buckled under the intense heat and winds of the fart and within about 15 seconds of the gastric explosion collapsed altogether in the southwest corner. Christina’s ass, getting even bigger, was pushing forth a dynamite-like blast of flatulence so severe the entire western half of the stadium was at risk of being destroyed. The fart blasted the region with a quake so severe it created cracks in the parking lot and caused signs to fall off their gantries along the nearby I-280 freeway. Trees were ripped from their roots and flew all around in a direction toward the west where a cloud of dust and gas blew westward for a couple of miles in a blast that could be seen throughout the city. From Downtown San Francisco, what remained anyway of it, the gas could be seen bellowing out in a way not seen before. Even Christina’s gas in the city the previous day had no match for the kind of gas being released now.

Though it was an understatement at this point to call any of Christina’s farts a normal one, this one was extra juicy and bubbly; creating a vibrating motion through her buttocks that could permanently deafen someone. Bubbles larger than several cars were being released in her butt crack as it became aware that her fart was becoming a little wet. The area around her jeans didn’t get completely soaked, but they were dewing up. And there was a thick, noxious wave of gas, smelling unlike anything beyond the original SBD earlier in the afternoon, that flowed out of her butt. It was a wave of gastric stink that only Christina could produce and it was being released throughout the region, climbing up the hills that surrounded the stadium and climbing over anything and everything, knocking out even more people and killing off a few animals. Trees were being blown away from the wretched stink that smelled like sulfur and crap and increased the emissions of greenhouse gases by more than ten times in just the southeastern corner of the city.

The last ten seconds of the powerful blast gave Christina all the indication she needed, it continued to turn out wet as ass juices from the fart began to pond there on a section of the devastated football field. It was merely the sweat and watery juices from her behind, but another blast like that and she would have soiled herself. As the fart was finished off her eyes lit up as she realized what had to be done.

“I need to go now!” She said to herself as she forced the earth to move even more as she finally started to stand up from her position and it became very clear that her growth had continued since she had arrived in the stadium. The top of the stadium was now about at her knee as her butt had gone up even higher in elevation, to the height of some of the nearby hills. She thought she might have been 500 feet in height, but it very well could have been higher. She scanned the parking lot and knew that it was a quick trip over to the bay, an ecological preserve that many have wanted to preserve for some time, was about to become her toilet. And when you are a 500-foot 19-year old giantess with the bowels to destroy a normal-sized toilet and gases to keep everyone at bay, anything gets to become your toilet. She quickly stepped over the eastern edge of the football stadium and made her way east over to the ocean. The black Section 26 van started backing away to give Christina plenty of room as she proceeded to undo her pants and hike down her gigantic panties, leaving both of them in a huge pile, creating craters of their own at the southeastern end of the stadium. Both items weighed many tons and covered a space as large as the stadium’s footprint and rising many feet above the ground, and that was just a pile of her clothes. She then moved herself just off the coast by the parking lot and extended her now exposed ass over the edge of the water. Parker and Bill braced themselves for what was about to happen. She began grunting and soon was ready to let loose with another wet and juicy fart.

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Her ass hovered around 250 feet above the bay’s edge, with her ass hanging 50 feet off shore of the bay. Up her long legs bits of crap juice were already running down from her previously wet fart. This latest blast of gas was no better and it finished off with the beginning of a dump unseen in this world. Bits of crap, the size of boulders started to fly out of her geyser-like ass and into the bay, creating hundreds of ripples in the water. Boats nearby were experiencing turbulence from the rocking waves. These boaters had been curious by the gigantic Hispanic teenager but were quickly realizing the error of their ways. The first release of fecal material into the bay was more of a downpour over the region than anything else. Candlestick Point was a State Park, but not anymore after this first initial blast of gas.

After feeling only a slight bit of relief, it was time for her to really cut some logs and out of her exposed anus, against the warming air of her gas hovering over the area, those boaters that were a little too close saw something extraordinary, a piece of crap that was massive, utterly massive, bigger than any of those in Union Square the previous day. It snaked out of her anus and slowly fell to the surface of the water, and once it slammed into the water it was a tidal wave unlike anything seen before. The piece of crap was roughly 70 feet in length and 20 feet in width and weighed a thousand tons. All of that crap going into the water displaced it so much that water immediately started to flood the parking lot and low-lying areas for a short distance. Out of the shallow water was a mountain of girl poop, smelling of the foulest waste material every produced. And when there was another grumbling sound they knew that it was only the first of several pieces like that.

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Another wet fart and another massive log, as big as the first came oozing out of Christina’s ass. The waters in the entire western half of San Francisco Bay were feeling this. Fish were being killed off by the thousands from the sudden change in water composition from Christina’s waste. Sulfur counts rose exponentially and the once environmental paradise that the bay may have been was quickly going away. The water continued to pile onto the parking lot and the water was not-to-different from any traveling through a sewer system, the murkiest, stinkiest and most deadly kind of water ever produced. And that’s when Captain Parker heard the news; it came over the radio in his van, reports of something unreal, something unbelievable.

“Never mind that shit, let’s head for higher ground!” One of the agents in the van insisted as they saw flood waters continue to move up onto the parking lot. The entirety of Candlestick Point was now covered in human excrement as Christina laughed at the plight of the boaters nearby. Needless to say, they were now wishing they hadn’t gone as close to her as they had thought. One boat was capsized when a droplet of shit, a small turd nugget that had left her ass went right for the boat and punched a hole in the middle no similar to an asteroid if it had done the same thing. Now the sailor was swimming in a disgusting mixture of bay water and sewage.

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“Jeez guys, I’m sorry about that one…but when a girl’s gotta go, a girl’s gotta go!” She laughed as she moved her legs a little and pushed forth three gigantic turds. The turds were about 90 feet long with the width of 30 feet. Each turd was nearly the size of the Blue Whale, the largest animal on Earth and it crashed into the bay, raising the water level up another few feet and filling a great zone out from the shoreline with Christina’s crap. The shallow water only ensured that the crap would become a new mountain, which had risen some 20 feet up from the surface of the water, covering a zone that was nearly 300 feet wide from the shoreline. Christina waved her ass in relief as she felt herself getting better, but still not complete in her dumping. She pushed forth a silent fart that lasted only five seconds before pushing out some piss from her soda. A stream of yellow piss started to flow out from her vagina as it cascaded into the bay and onto the mountain of shit that had formed, forming micro-creeks down the edges of the pile of shit and into the bay, she was creating her own environment from just her waste, a mere testament to her power. After the piss was over, watery splashes of shit began and started to fill out a larger zone pass the original mountain of shit.

Groups of military from the area around the park, nearly a mile away from the stadium were looking at this with awe, as were a couple of helicopters hovering over the site. No one could get extremely close to the action, the smell was that bad. It stunk like the Section 26 bathroom after a night of Mexican food for Christina and people in the compound knew that stench all too well, but it was the newfound range of that smell. It reinforced the zone of putrid gassiness that hung over Hunters Point, rendering the neighborhood useless, perhaps for the long term. The wave of gas was mixing in with the fog to reach further and further from the zone. The trip across San Francisco was no different for Christina now than a trip across Section 26. And if she were releasing farts that could clear out the compound, stinking up the entire city was nothing. The military was getting orders of what to do next with Christina and as they positioned their troops onto the parking lot that was near the Section 26 van she felt one more surge of crap within her and knew what she had to do next. They had been sitting back but saw this recent dump into the bay as a sign that they had better take matters into their own hands. They gathered their forces, with some 20 tanks and 200 military personnel with some of the biggest canons they could find. They blocked the entrance from the freeway into the stadium’s parking lot.

“That’s cute, you think that you are going to attack me, let me discharge some of my own ammunition.” She stood back up as she marveled at her pile of shit, now 50 feet in height and spreading out for 500 feet, filled with small hills of crap and rivers of water and piss. The mound of shit was of a dirt brown and chemical green color with bits of black mixed in. The water all around the site was turning brown like a growing oil spill, only it was a spill of toxic female waste, spreading along the eastern shore of the San Francisco peninsula. As with any pile of shit left behind, the scent was being carried by the winds into the clouds and fog and all throughout the Bay Area, the entire region was going to end up smelling this one. Oakland and Hayward would be as far from the site as someone down the hallway from the Section 26 bathroom after Christina had taken a big dump there. The site that once held the football stadium was once a dump and now…it was a dump again. Christina moved back to the stadium where the military was. They began firing everything they had at her, trying their best to make some dints into her body. They had not yet resorted to using bombs but they were getting there. Unfortunately for them, the shots fired did nothing to hurt Christina and now she was on her knees with her naked ass pointed toward the military. Another big fart and loads of crap left to go, even Parker knew what was about to happen.

“I am in a shitty mood guys!” Christina laughed as her anus opened up for all the world to see, cameras were fixed on the site and the military was watching in awe. Many of these guys had seen porn before and the site was kind of neat to see, but just as the people who had watched the space ship open over Los Angeles in Independence Day found out, they were in the worst possible place to be. On her knees and hands she pushed her naked butt further down toward the ground as the military was already feeling the residual effects of her gas. They looked up at twin buttocks, each probably 70 feet in height and width with a butt crack that was probably 20 to 30 feet deep and filled with pieces of crap and juicy that were there from her recent dump. They may have had their biggest canons and guns pointed on her, but she contained a canon far more powerful. They saw the anus open up and out came an extremely wet and juicy burst of shitty flatulence.

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The first influx of gas had attacked the military, dressed in riot gear and gas masks, as simply a wind of 250-miles per hour gas coming out of a gassy girl’s bowels. They were knocked off their feet and felt the heat of the gas as the sound deafened them to a loss of hearing and their eyes were fogged up by the rotten stench of the gas. They had been briefed and heard about what had happened in the city the previous day but felt that they still had to make some sort of stand. That stand wasn’t going to last anymore, the people being knocked out weren’t just blacking out, they were dying too. They couldn’t hold their weapons, which were being blown away from them. Their tanks were being blown away too from the gas’s effect. Their skin was getting tanned from the radiation surge of Christina’s copious amounts of hydrogen sulfide and methane, which of course lead to the stink of indescribable power.

As the bubbly fart, which had lasted 40 seconds and decimated nearly the entire group had subsided, surge after surge, about seven of them total, of solid waste came flying out, spilling over like water onto the group of people and creating a whole new mound of shit not unlike the one in the bay. The gas was accompanied by the shit as it spilled over through the parking lot and a little of it on the vacated US 101 freeway. After the shit had subsided there was nothing left the military group and helicopters that were hovering over the giant girl had started to move away as the power of the stench was impacting them. Christina finally waved a sigh of relief as she felt that her dump was finally over and the impact it left over the area was quite impressionable. A mountain of shit hung off the edge of the land by the stadium and seeped into the bay, simmering as the waves of the bay, mixed now with her rotten shit, crashed onto the mountain as if it were a part of the environment. Another smaller dump blocked the entrance to the stadium and was spilled over dead military personnel and tanks. Captain Parker had to sit back in disbelief as he saw what was going on. The retaliation after this was going to be bigger and Bill’s daughter was going to be at higher risk, but right now it seemed as if Christina was unstoppable. But then received a confirmation report from one of his other officers, a confirmation of a pervious potential sighting. The trouble in San Francisco was unfolding on international news, getting impacts from every country on the planet, but there was now word of another giantess in the region to the north of the city. Christina stood there and looked through the wave of her gastric stink and thought she had seen someone familiar to her in the distance.

“Christina! Christina!” The giant blow horn on top of the Section 26 van had shouted out as Christina found its location, in a pool of half shit/half bay water about four inches thick, in the parking lot. She walked over the short distance and grabbed her underwear and jeans and hiked them back up to cover her exposed skin once more. If there was one kind of fart she loved, it was a jean fart and she wanted to have more of them. Before she did that she took some banners from the stadium, floating around off the ground and used them to wipe her butt, which only helped a bit since her butt was becoming so large that she would need a bigger piece of cloth to take it out. She then approached the van, about three minutes after she had heard her name being called and asked the van with an echoing voice what was up.

“There are reports of another giant, someone north of the city, heading this way.” Parker’s voice was heard as it barely made it to Christina’s ear.

“Who? Is it Megan?” Christina thought, she didn’t know the outcome of Tim’s sister; no one did, and thought that maybe there was enough of a chemical left for her to dose herself off. She thought about the idea for a moment as her heart pounded faster. The pounding increased once she heard the name. She could also smell something, something that was like her foul gas, but a little deadlier. They told her who the new giantess was and it was the worst possible person it could be.

“It’s Jade.” Captain Parker announced.

PART TWO: ATTACK OF CHRISTINA AND JADE

Jade Lee. That name sent shivers down Christina’s gigantic spine and with good reason. Jade was a friend of Christina’s, very much her best friend beyond Tim. She is a Chinese-American girl born and raised in San Francisco and at the age of 16 years old was perhaps the greatest person around. She was the tallest human being at a height of 8’6. She had quite possibly the strongest muscles, the biggest breasts and the largest butt. She was also the smartest person anyone knew and last, but not least, the worst farter. They had introduced themselves only a year ago when Jade joined the school’s volleyball team. At the time, Christina was universally the worst farter anyone ever knew, but that was only because Jade was holding back. She was holding back because of the intense power of her own farts. While Christina’s could clear out classrooms, Jade’s could clear out schools. The two girls were friends, but when it came to passing gas, Jade was a far bigger rival than Megan ever could. Megan was desperately trying to reach Christina’s fart levels, bringing us here, but Christina had been looking up at her younger friend even more. Jade was an absolute nightmare to Christina and to hear that she was also a giant just made that nightmare more sincere.

“Where is she?” Christina asked as she suddenly looked like a frightened giantess more than a confident one, capable of taking over the world.

“They say she’s coming over from Oakland, that she’s been traveling south for the past couple of hours from her home north of the city…that she’s been….crop-dusting?” Parker said with a little question mark at the end as Christina was able to pick up the lingo. Parker then started to receive reports, almost all at once of mass causalities and reports of people passing out, thousands and thousands of them. While Christina was known for doing the same, many people did die already from breathing in her farts; these reports were simply off the charts. From a secluded region north of Santa Rosa and southward toward Richmond, Berkley and Oakland there were gigantic footsteps, reported to be about 100 feet long and a wave of gassy destruction. It was reported in similar fashions as Christina’s wrath of destruction, only it covered a larger zone, about 10 miles in any direction of the path of footsteps. Christina, in her epic dumping in the bay and blowing out of the military couldn’t help but to notice the growing fog that was seeping in from the north, it was a bigger fog, more yellow and brown in composure and smelling worse and worse as it grew bigger. Through Christina’s own flatulence-produced cloud she couldn’t see it yet, but then it had hit her, she looked over across the bay and saw her friend and her competition. Megan getting big wasn’t what Christina was worried about, Jade getting big was and by the looks of things, Jade was much bigger than her.

She stood on the shoreline there in Oakland and looked out toward the city. She already knew about what had happened to Christina and wanted to see her gassy friend. She was a stunning beauty, a behemoth who already broke the scales before she became a giant. Pale white skin moved up her body as she stood in only her bra and panties. She wanted to make an impact before she became a giantess and did just that. She wore a pair of red tennis shoes along with short white socks, to protect her feet from any damage, and then her calves took over, long and sleek and muscular, her legs had more meat to them at her normal size than to most people’s bodies. They lead up to her knees, already 250 feet above the surface of the land. Further and further up against her thick thighs which finally lead to the two bowling ball-sized (to Christina at least) buttocks. That was where her next piece of clothing laid and it was a special piece of clothing.

A pair of white, lacy panties surrounded her enormous caboose. The panties were personally designed for Jade to fit her behind’s already large girth and were specially ordered, she only wore these on special occasion and that did not stop her from having holes blasted into them on the fabric from the strong and constant winds of her flatulence. Skid marks too were common in many of the pairs for Jade whipping her butt crack with them and letting off a few really wet farts into them. The lacy panties were much better for her in this respect because the gas was able to pass through the many small holes without damaging the fabric too much, but even after a day or two with them all they would still be damaged. This particular pair of lacy panties was pretty high quality in their appearance; an angelic color of pearl and white formed an intricate pattern in the fabric with small Chinese characters spelling out her name at various spots of the panties. The characters were spelled in a dark green jade-colored fabric to make it stand out from the rest of the panties. At the back where her ass hung out, Jade’s name was spelled out in English in larger letters with the J and the A on her left butt cheek and the D and E on her right. Together they spelled her name in the same jade-colored fabric to spell her name out as if it were one name. The fabric too felt extra soft against her abundant derriere and was made of a special cloth that would be best suited for her expansive behind and its continuous growth. They were called her lacy Jade panties and were her favorite pair to wear. And now, her panties cover a zone larger than a city neighborhood.

Above that her nearly six-pack stomach there were her breasts, E cups on her normal size, her bust was almost 500 feet around with breasts that were 70 feet across in diameter, with her ass nearly 90 feet in diameter and hanging about 80 feet out from her body, hanging over Oakland like a gigantic blimp of doom. A white silky bra held in her breasts, confined to bra straps that were wider than city roads with hooks bigger than people. They were their own animals, and while her butt was always the center of attention, her curvy breasts were nothing to laugh about either. Above her breasts rested her playful, slightly-Asian looking face with black hair that formed itself into a ponytail. She was more than enthusiastic to see Christina over there and shouted out her friend’s name to get her attention.

“What?”

“Wanna smell something?” Jade cried out across the bay. Christina looked a bit more frightened as Captain Parker worried himself over the ramifications of a gigantic Christina and a gigantic Jade. Jade then stared to walk across the bay itself, getting her feet cold, but little else as the water only made up most of her shoes. She trotted across the bay as if it were a giant puddle and in the matter of one minute she was looking down at Christina’s massive dump and sought out her friend, that was when Christina noticed the height difference. Before all of this started to happen, she was looking at Jade at her breast level at normal size, but now….she was actually looking at her waist level, Jade was twice the size of her. Christina had to take a step backwards as Jade smiled at her. That was her best friend, but it was Jade at her best. She loved the feeling of control and dominance over people, it was something she shared with everyone and finally over Christina. But once Christina became a giantess, she knew that her friend was now a giant and in control over everything. Jade had to do something to gain an advantage and she found a way to become a giantess.

She said giggling as she saw the look on Christina’s face. Even if the two girls were both giantesses’, Jade was more to her now than ever before. While Christina was a huge girl in her own right, there were still a few hills in the city that were taller. Likewise Jade now stood as the highest person in the city, towering over all the hills and the city skyline to the north of the stadium. Christina used to love hearing about her body growing bigger and bigger, but her growth was about capped off. Jade on the other hand was already bound for record heights past ten feet, and now at 1,000 feet she was as massive of a giantess as there was. Christina was already brought to the force of tears, one because of the situation which she now saw as imminent and because of the musky smell hovering over Jade’s waist area. Christina was literally at the level of Jade’s ass and that presented her younger friend with an opportunity of a lifetime.

Down below, the Section 26 van was still trying to figure out its next plan of action, but there was none to be taken. They all put on gas masks as they knew they would have to just take the punches. Word be told, the gas hovering over the eastern part of San Francisco Bay was of a stronger quantity than that in San Francisco, but that was about to change.

 “Hey smell my butt!” Jade said giggling as she quickly turned around so that her massive behind was right in Christina’s face. There Christina Lopez, the giantess that had been tormenting San Francisco and the surrounding area with her gas, was looking into the ginormous ass of her best friend. Looking into the silky Jade panties she could already smell the uptick of gas. Jade was now producing more gas than cows released into the atmosphere on a hundred farts, all bunched up into one blast. She had been facefarted by her friend before; hell she even like it when she took a whiff of Jade’s farts but this one was going to be LARGE! Before she realized what had occurred, she could hear the opening of Jade’s anus, the younger girl with the bigger farts showed Christina what happens when a 1,000-foot 16-year old with the World’s Worst Farts eats a whole lot of chili before becoming huge.

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Christina’s face might as well have been lodged up Jade’s ass crack, and although it wasn’t dug in all the way, it felt no different, as soon as that anus opened up the absolute foulest smell in the history of the universe began its decent out of Jade’s colon and she released a true and honest Silent But Deadly Fart. There was the Christina Fart Smell, a stench foul enough for scientists to give it its own designation, but there was also the Jade Fart Smell. Scientists had yet to hone in exactly on the potency of that because it was considered so dangerous that it could knock people out in less than five seconds. People who would have had direct contact with her ass face-to-face would be put into comas and could possibly face death. Its stench was unheard of; it made plenty of the gases that Christina had released smell rather pleasant. While Christina was lethal with her own gas, Jade’s was lethal times infinity. And chili gave her the absolute worse gas. To understand what Christina was going through for the less than five seconds of the one-minute fart that she was undergoing, one had to know the Jade Chili Fart.

To Jade, chili was the ultimate fart-producing food. While many food items of gaseous qualities entered her system she had discovered that the right blend of chili could produce near-catastrophic farts. Jade’s chili farts were among her biggest, smelliest and loudest, with all the right power to create an experience that the uninitiated would soon not forget. Once the chili had entered the bowels of Jade Lee, the deadliest farts on Earth would begin their production and there was nothing to stop anyone from having Jade let out at least 50 of her signature monster farts. The same Bay Area Chili-Eating Contest that Christina and Megan had competed in the previous day, before all the growth had started, had specifically barred Jade from entry. The then 7-foot tall, 15-year old girl sat there with her unsuspecting victims, unaware of her farting prowess. Jade went on to eat a record-breaking 20 bowls of chili, all sorts of chili too. It was what happened afterwards through that was better remembered. Jade started to pass wind, serious fetid wind. Ten people were sent to the hospital just for being in the vicinity of Jade when she began farting. Other people had breathing problems and some people began to throw up. Jade easily won the contest, and was promptly banned from ever participating in it again. Jade even kept the newspaper article from the next day highlighting the event with the headline “Teenage Girl Gasses out Crowd at Chili-Eating Contest.” And the article wasn’t exaggerating either; it really did mention Jade farting throughout the contest as the people there slowly went into unconsciousness. Jade was quoted in the article with only one quote: “What can I say…chili makes me gassy.”

It was like breathing in chemical waste, with sulfur contents that would be considered lethal to anyone who hadn’t smelled such a fart. It traveled out of her gigantic bowels and made Christina’s eyes sting as she gagged profoundly for five seconds, losing any real ability to breathe as the gases continued to swarm her friend’s gigantic face. No one had ever been subjected to such a corrosive fart smell before. The spices and beans and cheese in her chili were producing a stench that brought the previously dominating Christina down to her knees, and this was still in the fart’s infancy. She felt down and shook the ground as her gigantic form shook the city with a force stronger than the 1906 quake. She landed on top of the US 101 freeway with her back up against some hills. She could look up for a brief moment before everything was going black and see plumes of yellow gas pouring out of her giant friend’s lacy panties. It was filling the entire sky, Jade was now producing the ultimate air pollution and she was only ten seconds in.

She heard the noise behind her and knew that Christina was already taken. At a much larger size it appeared that her gas had even more toxic side effects as she continued to, with ease; push her silent batch of wind out of her anus. More and more gas pumped out and at her altitude of 1,000 feet she was beginning to feel the effects of the gas as well. She sniffed the air as the warm air continued to rise from the level of her ass. She actually had been holding back as she crop-dusted her way across the region toward San Francisco and finally was given the peace to release her gas without any interference, and there wouldn’t be any the way she was going. The gas had an effect unlike any that Christina’s had; it took out all of San Francisco. Homes, businesses, parks, nowhere was safe from the toxic smell of Jade’s SBD. Her gas started to spread out over the Pacific Ocean, but the winds were carrying more of it south, it was quite possible that this gas would cover the entire Bay Area, a minute full of her toxic eggy payload was not something to improve the air quality with.

Back in the Section 26 van, the smell had hit them soon after the words “smell this” and parker instructed all his men to put on their gas masks and get into a seated position. The mask would only work for a short time but at least they would pass out in a good spot. All throughout the area, from San Francisco up to Marin County and down the Peninsula toward San Jose, the people who had remained were passing out or flat out dying from the garbage, sewage and cheesy smelling fart that Jade was cutting. Jade had prided herself on clearing out rooms and even entire schools in the past, but now she was releasing biological warfare that was clearing out counties. She was pushing out a SBD so severe that the gas was starting to be picked up in Sacramento nearly a minute after the 16-year old Asian teenager had appeared there at Candlestick. For another half minute she continued to pass more and more of her toxic gas, easily hundreds, if not thousands of tons of her special brand of chili-fueled flatulence. The air quality in the Bay Area may possibly never recover from a sudden change in air content after this. Luckily her fart was mostly hydrogen and oxygen, but the methane and sulfur levels pumped into the region’s atmosphere would ensue that there may never be a cool day in that city again, for a good while at least. Everyone who was still alive around the country were left in complete shock over what was going on, terrorist could not have done anything on this scale, but a 1,000-foot teenage girl who had eaten chili sure could.

She finally started petering out as her SBD had finally reached its end a minute after she had felt the need to release and then the valve was cut off. The anus was well-used and she was able to take a sigh of relief. She looked around the caught of whiff of her creation. Massive and smelly, this was an SBD for the ages, no one could surpass a fart like this again, but as she contained two growing formulas, one for increasing her height even more and one for making food items big enough for her to eat, that SBD was only an appetizer for coming events. She looked down at her giant friend, only half her size and saw a little pity on the giantess who had tormented San Francisco with her farts. She took over a day to gas out the entire city and region, but Jade had done it all with one powerful SBD. The entire Bay Area stunk of gas so foul and wicked that no more than a few thousand hardy souls were still conscious. Thousands were dead from the radiation that came out of the girl’s extra eggy gas, a nuclear radiation of sorts, while millions of others were still knocked out. They would awaken eventually sure, but their world was completely different from what it once was. Now everything they were going to smell, everything they were going to know was about a girl’s farts. She giggled to herself in the quiet air as the sun started to set in the western sky. A haze of yellow flatus hung over that covered a range of 50 miles in every direction, filled with the Jade Fart Smell. Giggling she could only be polite as she waved the foul stench from behind her big, cute, lacy panties.

“Excuse me.”

Nighttime had fallen over the Bay Area and all was very quiet. The smell from Jade’s previous SBDs, plus some of her smaller farts clung to the area very tight. You could not travel in the Bay Area with a gas mask but it turned out that some people were finally making their way out. Those on the eastern shore of San Francisco Bay were finding very smelly surprises, boulder-sized pieces of shit that were rolling ashore. One boater who had made it across the bay in an attempt to flee found that he had run aground, into a mountain of shit. This however was not the same mountain of shit that Christina had left; it was kind of hard to make that out after the load that Jade had left into the bay herself. Once everyone had been knocked out by her super duty SBD, she proceeded to take perhaps her largest shit ever, by size at least. There was still an audience watching the events in the area, but Jade didn’t matter, why not, she just knocked out an entire metropolitan area with one silent puff of gas. Her unloading into the bay was fierce and bombastic, containing turds that stretched for 500 feet in length with a width of 200 feet. She released a total of 14 logs of similar size, forming a mountain much larger than Christina’s. In all, Jade’s pile of shit stretched north to the Bayview neighborhood and south to South San Francisco and eastward almost a full mile into the bay, depositing itself in such a way that the bay would never be able to recover. The bay water had turned into toilet bowl water and any aquatic life still in the bay following Christina’s initial dump was killed off. The shitty waters had spread themselves across the entire bay and past the Golden Gate Bridge into the ocean. San Francisco Bay was the personal toilet of a 16-year old giantess.

Thus the mountain of shit stood, covering a region nearly a mile in each direction with its peak about 400 feet. It could smother the entirety of Downtown San Francisco and to Jade it was only as good as a Class 4 Dump by her standards. A Class 5 Dump would have presumably filled half the bay itself. A news helicopter was flying in rather close as everyone was making a perimeter around the Bay Area. The freeways were busy heading any direction from the region as the entire area, 50 miles in every direction of San Fran, had been covered in a thick, toxic yellow fog of Jade’s gas. Her gas had the most incredible staying power, on top of the stench of her massive shit; both weren’t going to go away easily. Jade’s gas, and Christina’s to an extent, both had an incredible ability to take over the air around them. They could mutate the air molecules in a given area and transform them into gas particles instead, so what was once fresh air you were breathing was becoming a rotten egg-smelling flatus by two giant girls. Eventually the air would recover, but the larger these girls were becoming, the bigger the effect. The helicopter had flown over the pile of shit as the TV news anchor was simply trying to get a grasp of the scene.

“We are looking at what appears to be a gigantic pile of human excrement here in the bay, our lights aren’t able to show much here in the darkness but we can definitely smell the stench in our helicopter. As it is, it would seem that no one is anywhere to be found in the vicinity of the load. We see in the distance the two giants; they are resting against some hills there west of the former site of Candlestick Park. The one who initiated the airy blast of flatulence earlier is seen on what appears to be a giant cell phone while the other is still resting, being knocked out from that blast. Keep in mind that the giant who is still knocked out was the one who had been causing catastrophic damage in San Francisco over the past two days. And we are seeing a little movement right now from the one on her phone; it appears as if she might be getting up….and we better get moving….” The helicopter flying over the pile of shit, soon to be known as the Jade Load, started to fly away but it was a little too close and soon found its light shining on the gigantic letter D in Jade’s lacy panties. It didn’t take much for anyone to figure out what happened next.

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About 45 seconds long, the rather calm air around the region was ripped apart by a thunderous sound so severe that it broke the decibel scale, ranking well past the loudest thing ever recorded. It was loud, wet and bubbly and the fart stunk of a highly sulfuric and methane-laden blast of gas that was as pungent as anything Jade had let out before. There was a fine dairy quality too as the fart also smelled of moldy cheese and rotten eggs, everything as bad as before it only helped to reinforce the zone of utter disaster that Jade had turned into her personal toilet. The helicopter predictably had its windows blasted by the sonic blast of loud farting thunder and the winds from the fart carried the helicopter tailspining for several minutes across the far distance, ending up somewhere around Dublin. The fart had done its job, clearing out even more of the city, making the smell much worse and allowing Jade to complement herself on the gas as she went back to her gigantic bowl of chocolate ice cream she had there in the parking lot of the vacated stadium. She was using her cell phone as a light as she heard some motions down in her cleavage. In addition to that, she heard some more waking noises to her right, the sound of Christina finally waking up.

“Ice cream…you know you shouldn’t give a girl who’s a thousand feet tall and lactose intolerant ice cream, it gives her some pretty smelly farts!” She said laughing as she took her right hand and pulled an object out of her cleavage, deep in a canyon that was tens of feet deep. The person she pulled out was none other than Tim, who could only smile as the gas that was being released by his girlfriend’s younger friend. They both heard the sound of Christina finally awakening from her slumber. She moaned a little and realized something about her voice, it was deeper and louder. Moving around she felt as if she had actually gotten a little bigger. That’s when the smell hit her; she knew that only one person was capable of this kind of stink.

“Jade?” Christina asked as her eyes opened up to the darkness around them. Automatic streetlights that lit around part of the streets and freeways were all there was to provide light. But using her phone Jade was able to light up the region in between the two of them. She giggled as she hear her friend wake up.

“Morning sleeping head…that one back there really knocked you out didn’t it.?”

“I’ll say. What have you been eating….and how did you get so big?” Christina asked as she felt a sudden surge in gas in her stomach. Before Jade had any opportunity to provide an answer, Christina quickly leaned to one side and released an epic blast by her standards, quite possibly her large fart ever for 30 whole seconds.

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The ground around all of San Francisco shook as Christina’s ass was right on the ground. The freeway she happened to be sitting on started cracking up from the force of a trillion jackhammers, perhaps more. The fart sent a shockwave for about five miles in each direction, destroying buildings nearby (the ones still around) and stinking up the surface of the city with a dosage of Christina’s personal brand. The bean burritos and broccoli were still making their presence known, even if Christina hadn’t eaten in over 12 hours. As it turned out, this would be the last great blast of gas, being pint up in the body of a giantess for that long; her wake-up thunder was bound to be tremendous. Jade waved the air around her as she smelled the gas and recoiled in her stink. Christina’s gas was intense and close up to the ground, smothering the surface in its wave of gastric aroma while Jade’s gas hung further up high in the atmosphere and covered more space. You still couldn’t breathe anywhere in the Bay Area without passing out due to Jade’s continuing farting, as the helicopter found out, but beyond the mountains that surrounded the region the gas was lightening up.

“I was about to ask you the same thing girl. That one was quite potent, even by my standards. That’s a sure complement.” Said Jade as she gagged just a little from Christina’s blast.

“I had some bean burritos and broccoli for lunch. I left a little present over there by the bay.” She said pointing in the relative direction of her dump.

“Oh that was yours….oops sorry about that. Took a dump of my own, not one of my biggest for sure, but I think the mountain of crap is about a few hundred feet high. I’ve been thinking about moving away from here since it’s really starting to stink like one of my bathrooms. I have several of them back home you know, I stink up one and it may reek in there for a whole day.” She said as she complimented her own beautiful masterpiece. She took out the flashlight app on her phone and showed it to an astonished Christina.

“So how did you get so big, I swear you are now twice as tall as me, I’ve never been able to stare at your butt before. You really need to look out where you point that thing; you can kill people with it.” Christina remarked as she was starting to recall the events that led to her massive blackout.

“Yeah my ass can be pretty deadly. Well, for lunch yesterday I had several bowls of chili, with some of those spicy beans you recommended the other week. I ate them and then injected myself with a little bit of my growth serum, one I’ve been working on for months. I’ve always fantasized about becoming a giant myself, growing bigger and bigger it’s wanted me to work on ways to accelerate my growth even more. I must say the impacts were quite substantial. After releasing a house clearing SBD fart that knocked out my family, I grew to a height of roughly 1,000 feet and started my way here to San Francisco. Actually I would have done my own fart terrorism over the city a while later, but your sudden growth accelerated my plans and I knew I had to get big immediately to get a part of the action. And since I’ve locked up my antidote there is no way that we can return to our normal sizes. My compound is destroyed and I’m not quite sure about my family. But when you are a 1,000 feet tall with the kind of lethal farts that I’m known for, who cares?”

“So chili farts, that figures.” Said Christina.

“Oh yeah, and it was fun too, I was walking down a freeway heading toward Oakland and just crop-dusting these things, perhaps 20 farts in all and seeing all these cars go out of control and crash into each other as a fog of my gas descended upon the region. It was always my dream to be able to crop-dust a whole bunch of people and now I have it down to a science. I saw you and realized that I had gotten much bigger than you and well, I couldn’t resist giving you a little brand of my chili-fueled gas.”

“I think I can still taste it.” Christina said as she felt around in her mouth and started to smell a deepening odor of gas. Jade could do nothing but giggle as she started to wave even more gas from her panties. She had to break the silence.

“I’m afraid that was me again, I just let out another silent fart…that ice cream is going to give me epic farts all night, I got to warn you.” Jade said as a wave of her ice cream-fueled gas began to take hold over the area. Her silent but deadly gas was almost as strong as the one that had knocked Christina out and she had to put her nose underneath her shirt for a moment as the fumes of jade’s SBD was more than wicked and could kill anyone beneath her lacy panties. Those panties still looked white, but there were brown stains on there that were larger than cars. Jade however had to get used to it, she had to keep her panties on, perhaps for several days which would only add to the intensity of her gas to anyone nearby. Likewise, Christina’s underwear and pants were already bombarded beyond belief by her gas and she had to keep it on too. And while both girls were very attractive in their curvy features, with larger breasts and butts than anyone alive, they were also willing to torment their lesser people (i.e. everyone on Earth) by only imagining all the flesh that those undergarments held. After a minute of appreciating the initial blast of her stink, Jade heard some more coughing coming out from her cleavage and she took Tim out again, who complained about the stench.

“Timmy…it’s gonna smell like this all night. You with either adapt or die…would you like me to put you in my butt?” She asked to which Tim shook his head to no end. Sure he enjoyed being near Christina’s ass, but Jade’s was a whole different matter.

“Good. Now get that other carton of ice cream ready….your girlfriend likes chocolate too I believe.” Jade looked over at Christina who was kind of wondering what was going on. There on the cracked and heated up parking lot, Tim moved the carton out into an empty region a little ways from both girls. Jade then instructed for him to take out this eye dropper full of a white liquid and had him put one drop on the carton. He then started running away in a different direction as the carton started to grow bigger and bigger, until it was the size of the stadium. Jade then picked the carton up and handed over to Christina, who was just now getting over the ferocity of Jade’s SBD.

“Here, you look famish. Let me explain how things are going to work around here as you eat on the ice cream.” Christina took the carton as she could only think about what Jade was considering. Here her friend is, twice the size of her with a farting capacity infinitely greater than hers. Christina was expecting that she would stay a giant, but continue to play second fiddle with Jade forever as her younger friend had a stronger stranglehold over the world with her gas. Christina could only gas out all of San Francisco, Jade took out the Bay Area and when Christina was able to take out the Bay Area she feared that Jade would be able to stink up all of California, in one fart. The unimaginable power was a frightening idea, her gigantic friend cutting bigger and bigger farts, one SBD to take out the entire country, or even the world, if anyone had the power to do so, it was Jade.

“I have these two serums here, which Timmy is carrying on him. He will be our slave to do stuff for us and to help judge….”

“Judge?”

“That’s right; I am proposing a Farting Competition, one to beat them all, you versus me in a duel that would stretch across the country. Starting tomorrow, I want to head across the country. With my serum I have actually made you my size, or close to it, I think I might still be a little taller but close enough. That’s why your fart was so much bigger, but I digress. We will each have a competition each day, for the entire day as for whose farts are bigger and smellier and have the worse punch. Tim will judge the smell and my phone, now the world’s largest iPhone will record the scientific data. The winner of the farting competition each day will be given another dosage of the growth serum and allowed to grow even bigger, giving us both the strive to do our best. We will finally reach the East Coast and let this country know that we are the ones giving the orders and no one else, it will be our own personal planet to use as we please. We are already unstoppable, now we just have to have some fun.”

“Sounds cool, a road trip for you and me, I can dig it. This place smells anyway, it’s already a dump.” Christina said as she referred back to Jade’s colossal mess in the bay.

“Oh and Chrissy?”

“Yes.”

“You’re going to have your work cut out for you.” Jade said with another giggle. It was so sudden and powerful that Christina’s eyes started eyewatering immediately and she became nauseated. Eating that ice cream was helping but now all Christina could smell was another patch of Jade’s ice cream-fueled gas. Another wave of eggy stink filled the entire Bay Area as Jade’s ice cream farts were giving her the fuel to continue the high sulfur and methane counts for 50-mile region. Reports were already circulating that the stench of Jade’s gas was heavy in Sacramento and south to San Jose and points south. Central California was starting to feel the wraths of a 16-year old giantess who was lactose intolerant and eating a couple of tubs of chocolate ice cream.

Christina finished her ice cream as Jade and she began talking a bit about what had transpired over the past couple of days. Tim was doing his very best to keep up to the gigantic eggy farts that both girls were starting to let out. Before they went to bed both Jade and Christina had dropped another ten farts that made things in San Francisco stink more and more. At this point, there was no normal air anywhere in the Bay Area, only teenage girl flatulence. Then the fireworks began, the two finally dozed off into a gigantic slumber as the made farting noises all night. Probably 25 farts each were blasted from both Christina and Jade as they dozed off while the rest of the country tried to make sense of what was going on. The stink was keeping people away as they did not want to endure the perpetual fog of gas that hovered over the region. Air quality, water quality, even land quality were now severely impacted in the region as the two girls continue to fart away in their sleep. This would be epic Dutch-oven worth gas that could peel the paint off the walls in a room and caused windows to fog up. It burned your eyes and your noses and it as powerful as any chemical weapon ever conceived and used. It was like the nuclear attack on Hiroshima happening over and over again, about 50 bombs going off that were spreading their gassy waste over the reach. And after one wave of the absolute toxic gas was released, another was dropped out. Two gigantic girls with over-productive digestive systems were making the Bay Area ruined forever. And to Jade and Christina, they were just farting in their sleep.

Off the Pacific coast of San Francisco, a fleet of five navy destroyers coming north from San Diego began their trip into the Golden Gate. The lead ship, led by one of the navy’s bravest captains and crew made the first excursion underneath the bridge and into the bay. It was going to be a scout ship to analyze the two girls while they were still close to water. Jade and Christina remained sleeping into the sunrise hours of the day as the ship made its way through a hazy and humid fog that enveloped the entire area, keeping the visibility low. Each member of the ship wore a yellow biohazard suit and had gas masks as they were well aware of the risk of what was going on. As light began to shine in the area they could see for themselves the devastation of the region. Most of the buildings in the city and the Bay Bridge stood just as they had before, a few wires were dangling from the suspension part of the bridge however. A green fog continued to limit their visibility as they started to smell more and more of the ammonium and rotten egg combination gas that hung over. No one had left the interior of the ship as it made its way down the eastern shore of San Francisco. They could hear what sounded like icebergs crashing against the ship, which of course were large pieces of shit that were floating off the ginormous load that Jade had left in the bay. More and more the stink covered as they were listening to the most recent report of the stink’s impact on the region.

“This morning, the government has begun a new warning system for our current catastrophe taking place in California. There have been enough reports to determine that a red zone be extended from San Francisco north to Santa Rosa, east to Vacaville, Antioch and Livermore and south to San Jose. This zone is considered dangerous to be in and should be avoided at all cost. Breathing conditions in this zone are not safe for human consumption and may result in serious injury to the lungs and perhaps death. An orange zone is declared for regions as far north as Ukiah and as far east as Davis and Sacramento and Stockton and south to Santa Cruz. Here, air quality is slightly improved but the breathing is still described as dangerous. Finally, a yellow zone is declared for regions within 30 miles of Ukiah, Sacramento, Stockton and Santa Cruz. Here, the smell is noticeable but not yet a safety hazard.” The radio reported as the sailors on board the ship commented on how two girls with gas could cause such a problem. It was like witnessing the aftermath of a nuclear explosion, and with the idea that the gas would continue spreading east it was feared that eventually Nevada could be impacted.

It was now 8:00 in the morning as the people on the warship started to see with their own eyes the mountain of girl crap that was lying in the bay. One plane had been able to fly over to give a plan for the ship to navigate through the breaking up pieces of crap that were slowly being broken up through the water, it would take them to the shoreline and up close to Jade. What the ship didn’t know at the time was that Jade’s butt was facing right out to where they would be going. Slowly and steady the ship started its way down a channel of crap-flavored water from as they went into the shit pile. The one massive piece of shit had started to break down into about eight pieces of shit with varying heights. The tallest piece of shit was still 300 feet in height, which was about three times the height of the ship’s mast. A very recently created navigation chart helped plot the course of the ship as it traveled through what might as well have been the interior of a toilet bowl. On the sides of them, the sailors were gagging in the horror of their sight, human fecal material bigger than they had ever seen before; no one could ever joke about clogging up the toilet after what they had seen. Pieces of shit would occasionally roll down the hills in a little avalanche as the bay water was slowly taking its time on the shit.

“What does this girl eat?” The captain thought as he looked at the walls of shit around him. He could even see a piece or two of bean from her chili, still there in the shit. The bean was at least his size. The ship continued like this for another few minutes as it navigated through the shity waters with the piles of human excrement around it. The smell was downright atrocious, even with the gas masks and biohazard suits the sailors were having a hard time keep up with the rancid aroma, and they were still inside the bulkhead of the ship. Ahead of them, unbeknownst to them at the moment, Jade was slowly starting to get up with gas bubbling up in her stomach, she was about to find out what Morning Thunder was like as a giant.

The ship made its way past a rather tight space as the sailors remained a bit nervous about their upcoming mission. With guns ready to fire they turned a corner and finally found themselves out of the major region of shit and saw themselves staring at the shoreline. Smaller pieces of crap still hung around but they had seen that the shit had receded from the shoreline and was consolidating into that massive grouping they had just passed. And to their shock they found themselves in the most vulnerable position, right behind Jade’s behind. Jade had been lying on her side there against the shore, almost strategically by the shore. It didn’t bother her that she was sleeping next to a giant pile of her shit, which still looked a normal Class 4 into a toilet at her size. She lived in a home where it constantly stunk of her crap and farts and so did Christina, so the air quality was fine for them, even if it wasn’t a breath of fresh air. But the sight to the sailors before them was that which caused them to all get out of the ship, despite the raunchy and deadly gas that hovered in the area, it didn’t matter they had to get a look at this.

Against the shoreline rose Jade’s ass, probably 300 feet high in the air, two luscious butt cheeks of tons and tons of young Asian glutes were lined up one on top of the other as the body moved back and forth with the butt going out a little and then retracting back, just the normal sleeping motions of a girl. They could see her long back move back and forth with each breathe as well as it appeared that she was still sleeping. They had their big guns pointed on Jade’s body as their mission became clear, it was to attack Jade and perhaps hurt her before anything else had happened. Her lacy Jade panties were also quite a sight to see. On a person her size, they would look pretty white, but they were already blown with small pieces of crap that turned bits and pieces brown, nothing real noticeable to her, but to the navy they could see the bits of tan there in the panties. The green stitching still held up the four letters that attributed her name onto her undergarment. The air around the region was also to die for. One of the sailors was so mesmerized by the site that he took his gas mask off, only to choke at the fatal fumes and collapse on the deck. The ship continued sailing for a moment more before it ran aground onto what seemed to be a sandbar, but with a giant Jade around you knew it wasn’t a giant sandbar.

“Shit.” The captain replied.

“Exactly.” His navigator responded as they found their ship had run into slightly shallower waters and there the shit had sunk below the surface of the water. But that was all about to become a former memory when they started to feel the wind pick up around them. The winds picked up for what was only three seconds, going along with the motions of Jade’s gigantic behind as they quickly realized what was about to happen. At their location they tried desperately to load their artillery and get something going, but Jade was releasing her artillery first and it was a massive blow.

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The fart was massive…truly massive...beyond massive, incredibly big and the largest natural explosion a human had ever produced by far. Nothing yet could compare to the record breaking five-minute fart that jade had cut to beat the world record, but no one was denying the awesome power of this one. It started as a moist, long toot and picked up sound and power as it continued for an entire minute and then some. Jade had to catch her breath a couple of times but her butthole continued pushing out the fart as if it were a being of its own, free to do what it wanted, free from its master and its creator. And the windstorm that came out from those angelic-looking lacy panties on the 16-year old was more than enough to take that warship to the bottom of the shitty waters. A tsunami of shit water started from the shoreline and went after the ship. Bits and pieces of the ship were being blown away as the mast was knocked over. The wave finally reached the ship and capsized it there in the water as the strong atomic-force winds continued to push the waters back into the mountains of shit that she had created. And this was only 30 seconds into her fart.

This felt like a fart of destiny, of wonders; it was going to clear out the entire region if it didn’t already smell like the flatulence of two giant girls over the past night. Jade felt like she had lost a few pounds just in that last blast from her ass. She began giggling to herself as she continued to push out this burning hot fart through the panties and the large quantities of gas that continued to sweep out of her asshole. Her butt wind had conquered the warship and the world’s attention and forced anyone who was left there to take a nice and strong whiff of her pungent fumes, which smelled of old cheese, eggs, cabbage and onions, and ice cream, it created a killer smell. She had to be fortunate that Christina didn’t have her nose up her butt for that fart; it would have likely killed her. All of this came together to produce a devastating fart that sounded like another bomb going off. Jade had a word for farts like these, they were J.A.D.E. Farts. Jumbo Armoic Deadly Explosion Farts.

The fart’s sound could be heard from nearly as far as Davis, where Tim and Megan both lived and as far southeast as Stockton. It had a rolling thunder kind of effect where it wasn’t heard until a few seconds after its initial burst and it continued to rumble through the hills for as long as the sound was able to be carried. The stink too continued to flow out as it filled in any low-lying area in the Bay Area with yet another penetrating layer of gas. The gas slowly moved further and further out and it helped to reinforce the conquering quality of the girl’s gas. As she finally opened her eyes for the morning to see the green and brown haze of her gas hovering around, she could but only smile as she took in a nice whiff of her masterpiece.

“Ahhh….Morning Thunder, gets them every time!” Jade laughed as she opened her eyes in the growing sunlight at her friend Christina. What she was noticing for the first time was just how bad the two girls’ farting was that night. The green and yellow haze that was pumped in from the gas that the two girls were releasing into the atmosphere. She could look over at her slumbering friend, resting in the opposite direction so that their butts were not facing each other. They knew very well that the smell of both farts put together could produce something horrid. Christina was still sleeping on the ground on her side as well with her butt pointed in the direction to the northwest at the Bayview neighborhood. The air around the region stunk of Jade’s bedroom on a night after chili, naturally given her food choices that previous day, but the extra stink from Christina’s own gas helped to really make the area nearly unbreathable. Jade was highly considering leaving the entire region but wanted to wait a little as she took out her phone to get an idea about the strength of her farts. On her scale, the last fart rated a 40 on her scale with the Bay Area clearing fart rating a 65 the previous day. She analyzed the data from her other farts and saw that she was mostly in the 30s and 40s yesterday, but those were all on her own scale. She had helped Tim to install the same program onto his cell phone in order to rate the intensity of Christina’s farts and now was curious about its usage with the two girls on a larger scale. Tim surprisingly had not been keeping track but decided to turn his phone on when he got up. Tim was sliding his way out of Jade’s bra as her waking motion had woken him up as well, not much of a choice when you’re surrounding by two apartment complex-sized pillows of young female mammary.

“Morning there Timmy, any idea of what power that last one was. I’m not sure, but I think I blew up something behind me.” She said laughing, not even thinking about that ship or the now perished sailors who drowned in the watery septic grave that was once a part of San Francisco Bay.

“I’ll turn it on to see if there is…..”

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The ground shook with such a force that one would have thought it was the Second Coming of Christ, but it was simply a morning fart being released. Tm looked up at Jade’s giant face and saw nothing but shook and horror. Looking over at his girlfriend’s giant face, with both girls being about 100 feet apart from each other, he was a growing smile on her face, it was a Christina Fart! Her fart had gone on for one minute and 15 seconds, and it was as massive and gigantic of a fart as they had come, to say it was the biggest fart cut yet was not incorrect. The force was unbelievable, beyond that even; to Tim it was heaven and hell at the same time. The application on his phone which recorded the power of the farts started around 3,000 and continued to climb as more of this bassy and ear-splitting blast was being pumped out. His eyes were blasted with a great wind that forced the gas into his pupils and into every part of the eye, blinding them almost immediately after the fart had started, and that was with him being IN FRONT of Christina, the damage being down behind her was unreal. The neighborhood behind her was being blasted into oblivion, with EF-5 tornado-like damage being down within five blocks of the stadium’s site. Multi-story buildings, single-family houses, industrial buildings and commercial businesses were all being blown to bits by the 1,000-MPH winds that were coming out of the jeans of Christina’s giant butt.

Tim even closed his eyes, as did Jade, to protect them from the strong winds that were blasting them, but the damage was already done. The fart felt like a batch of chemicals beyond blown into his face and the look on his face and his nose had been blasted from the sensory overload of the powerful fart as the smell blew up into his brain. His ears were ringing from the supersonic blast that was emitting from the load of gas passing out of Christina’s asshole. Every one of his senses were having trouble finding places to store the unbelievable amounts of gas that she was releasing. Even Jade was gagging with horror as she thought about the fart being blasted. To a giant Christina, it was simply her unloading a massive amount of gas that had built up, despite her own wave of farting throughout the night it turned out that ice cream was making her extremely gassy and it was showing. Her asscrack was feeling very wet and misty as her fart continued to flap through her underwear and jeans and blast forth small holes, none of which were really noticeable to her and demolish more and more of the neighborhood. Helicopters that had just been flying over the Bay Area, to survey the damage were caught in some of the residual winds that were more than 15 miles away from the two giant girls. They too caught the scent of Christina’s ultra, super eggy fart smell and quickly retreated, but not before watching as a plume of green and brown gas started to float to the northwest from the slumbering Christina’s bowels. The gas was as corrosive as the yellow gas that Jade had left in the fog over the Bay Area. Christina’s gas made its way up and down the hills of the city and covered the entire city in a wave of an ironically Jade-colored tint of gas that filled the area like a toxic chemical that killed off anything still wondering in the city. Christina finally finished the fart as Tim was knocked out on the ground once again and Jade had her eyes opened in pure disbelief. She knew she had erred when she made Christina her size. Normally, Jade dominated not just because her farts were better, but because she was bigger too, but at an equal size it was now possible for Christina to compete with her one on one, making the contest more juicy in a way and dooming the world even more. Christina’s eyes opened up and she had the biggest smile on her face as the wave of green gas hovered around them. The daylight slowly started to go away as she started to speak.

“Morning farts are always the best…..aren’t they Jade?” Christina said as she slowly got up from her leaning position and looked around saw Jade lying on the ground. Christina’s butt felt nice and heavy from the burden of gas it had released. She decided she was going to stand to her full height of 1,000 feet and hovering the butt around in front of Jade as she started to back away, almost into the bay of her still decomposing shit and complain about Christina.

“Keep that thing away from me…what the hell was that?” Jade said as she stood up and noticed for the first time that something was actually not right. She looked down with her heart pounding as she still was that she was as tall as the hills and the city, as she was before, but now she was looking at Christina and saw that the top of her head only reached Christina’s chin and Jade’s eyes were looking at the top of Christina’s cleavage. Even her breasts were looking a little bigger than her own. Either she had been shrinking overnight…or Christina had been growing.

“The hell? It wasn’t supposed to go like that. No wonder you had let off a big blast like that!” Jade said as she gestured her hand over the growing green fog. From their vantage point, it was like walking through a fog. In their part of the atmosphere, the air was still very polluted, but not as bad, at ground level it might as well have been a seen after a zombie apocalypse. And that was where the gas was settling.

“Don’t know…hold on…” Christina smiled as she lifted her right hand and let loose another series of morning farts.

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“There…that’s better. Now what was it I heard about blowing up something?” Christina asked with a rather cocky smile as more of her horrendous stench, which had now all but covered up Jade’s previous warship-destroying blast, filled the area. Jade looked back at her massive deposit still hanging there. She grinned a little as she saw the pile, it was still rather impressive. She shrugged her shoulders as she was still thinking about what to say. She pushed out two beautiful farts of her own, but none that had matched all of the four that Christina had cut.

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“Huh…those guys were lucky. The folks over behind me weren’t…guess I still got it.” Christina said as she picked up Tim and held him in the palm of her hand. He was now just over one inch tall in her right hand. She tried nudging him a little as he slowly woke back up. The elevation away from the Fog of Eternal Stench had also helped as well. She took a quick look at her boyfriend and noticed something else; his clothes looked a little baggie on him. She asked Tim if he was shrinking or if her growth had simply made him look smaller.

“My phone as a ruler app on it in which you can measure someone…here let me try it on Tim.” Using her phone, Jade was able to use a sensor, which she had also programmed to detect the strength of her farts and she waved it in front of Tim, with the phone looking like a Times Square jumbotron to him. It came back and gave him the measurement of 5’2.

“Tim, weren’t you 5’6?” Asked Christina.

“Yeah, are you sure that phone is right? Measure yourselves.” Jade handed the phone over to Christina who started it down on the ground where the thick stench of her gas remained and took in upward across Jade’s vast gigantic forum to the top of her head. After a brief calculation it read back with a height of 820 feet.

“That’s funny; I had thought that the growth would have made me 1,000 feet.” Jade said as she began to fear the worse about her own form, what if she were shrinking as well. Christina handed the phone over to Jade and she did the same, having to even get on her toes to measure to the top of Christina, it came out with a measurement of 950 feet. Turns out she hadn’t quite reached 1,000 feet herself, but she was definitely bigger than Jade for once. All of the sudden the upper atmosphere turned green as the air quickly became polluted. Jade looked up at her friend and recoiled in horror over the SBD her friend had just cut, it was an eye-opener.

“Christina?!” Jade yelled out as she tried to take in the absolute pungency of the ghastly fart from Christina. The Original Farting Giantess was having her way with Jade the Farter!

“Been letting that one go since I handed the phone over to you….at least I can say for certain that I am out for now!” She said laughing and it was a damn good thing too because a 950-foot tall Christina Lopez releasing too many of those was going to turn that red region around the Bay Area into a larger geography. The fart was a puke-inducing SBD, and by puke-inducing, it was that way to her own system, she was caught off guard by the power of the stink, which Tim’s phone had registered as a 10,000 and Jade’s phone registering nearly 100, and that was on her own super gigantic scale, Jade was now becoming a little jealous for once. The SBD flowed out of Christina’s car-sized anus, only protected by her underwear and blue jeans with the force of the hottest piece of gas that was likely ever conceived by a human being. It burned her asshole, it singed it, it created a hot volcano of gas that had quickly flowed upwards toward her own nose and attacked it with the strongest aroma of rotten eggs imaginable. It smelled like a mix of rotten eggs and dog shit, real, messy dog shit, any of her farts from the previous day were blown out of the water by the farts she was cutting this morning and this SBD most of all. After laughing about the gas she plugged her nose and waved the air from behind her butt.

“Man that felt great…what do ya think Jade, ready to declare me the winner of the contest yet?” Christina, already feeling a little cocky replied.

“The day is only young, we both need to refuel, but let’s get out of her, you’ve finished the job of completely stinking up the entire city. I see green as far as my eye can see Chrissy…let’s head south.” Jade said as she coughed a little from the gas. Indeed, a layer about 500 feet deep from the ground up was filled with Christina’s, and not Jade’s rancid aroma of gas. It filled an area that included all of San Francisco, which didn’t need any more layers of Christina’s or Jade’s putrid gas, and spilled over for a good 20 miles in each direction, turning away the other naval ships that hadn’t heard back yet from the first ship to meet up with Jade’s ass and with the growing pungency of the smell, they knew they would have no other look. Helicopters had to keep at a far distance, barely enough to see the two giant girls begin walking south along the US 101 freeway from Candlestick Point. Christina and Jade were finally heading south, tall and gassy giantesses with food in mind as the world started to think about what it was going to do.

For 15 minutes, the two giant girls walked down the US 101 freeway from San Francisco to San Jose and they started to see the impact of their gassy bowels. Both girls were running on empty when it came to fuel and that gave Jade the knowledge that she could get back at Christina after her initial blasts of gas, but she was still stupefied about how she had been shorter than Christina, other than the fact that Christina’s initial growth was done by a potion that was still doing its job. That would make the contest a little harder for Jade, odd given that Jade typically had the superior farts. The girls chatted a little bit as they discussed plans with Tim. Once in the San Jose area they would have Tim scout out a breakfast somewhere at some diner and have him carry out the food. They could also continue to see the effects of their gas over the region. The green gas from Christina’s farts were still hovering over the region, down to about San Mateo, and then the gas became more green, yellow and brown, a mixture of the gases from both girls. They could detect both Christina’s and Jade’s brand of flatulence lying around.

“We really did a mark on this area, didn’t we?” Christina said laughing as Jade joined in acknowledging their gas’s impact. It still smelled quite bad of the gas too, they knew they would have to travel at least to San Jose to get breakfast; no one might even be around. They kept on stepping on top of cars of people who were knocked out by the gas. It was like a scene after a nuclear attack with people being blasted by the silent radiation of their gas, knocked out with something so foul they couldn’t react with anything. Slowly but surely, normal gas was starting to be pumped into the atmosphere. Despite everything that the girls had done already, they still had a long way to go to make their gas stick. Around the bay, their gas was staying around, but near the coast, enough maritime air was coming in to attempt to make a dent. Only more food and farts would help ensure that their gas would stay.

“The girls both got hungrier a little earlier than San Jose and saw a diner off the freeway in Palo Alto that was already vacated. They sent Tim into and instructed him to begin cooking an enormous breakfast. Tim wasn’t the best cook in the world, but he had seen enough of his parents cooking breakfast that he started cooking lots and lots of eggs, breakfast, bacon, sausages and plenty of orange juice and milk and with no one in the place, he could get the necessary food while Christina and Jade waited outside. Tim was quickly burned as he lit the stoves in the empty restaurant, as there was an overabundance of methane lying around in the area. Even in the diner, it stunk of rotten eggs from all that farting overnight. Every now and then there was a breath of fresh air, but then the smell of fart gas would return. Christina and Jade had noticed that they were within sight distance of Stanford University, the school that Christina had planned on attending in the fall, before the whole becoming a giantess thing. Back in San Francisco, Captain Parker and Bill had woken up from their slumber as they drove the deserted freeways north to downtown to the Bay Bridge to take it across to Oakland and out of the city. He was having a conversation with the president and several advisors back in Washington D.C. as he tried to explain the situation and their options.

“Every military attack so far as not resulted in anything good. These two females, whom I know very well, have been able to have their way with the city and as long as they can get access to food and use it to break wind as often as they do, I don’t see much of what can be done?” Parker explained as he talked on a TV to the president.

“I can’t imagine that there is nothing that can’t be done, my daughters break wind every now and then but it doesn’t bring the White House down to their knees like what I’ve seen in the past two days. San Francisco is now considered a lost and more than half the Bay Area is completely gassed out. And it’s because of two teenage girls passing gas? That’s just unimaginable.” The president responded.

“Mr. President, all my section’s resources are at your disposal and I have told the Secretary of Defense that he is allowed to use any of his forces with your say so. I’m just warning you that we need to have a serious look at this before it kills off any more military forces. Christina has always been a ‘windy’ person back home, stinking up the entire compound, let alone her bedroom or the bathroom. Jade is much worse and has broken the world record for farting. It’s strange talking about this stuff, but it’s having an impact. These two girls could possibly grow bigger and their gas would become bigger.”

“How much bigger?” A scientist over at the Pentagon, who was talking with the two men, had interjected.

“Unknown, could be a lot bigger. Whatever she took has continued to allow her to continue growing, perhaps indefinitely. We had reports of a break in at our complex yesterday, that may explain where Jade got access to the chemical. The two girls had been competing with each other, although she was also competing with Megan as well, we haven’t heard from her at all. In any case, we think that’s where Jade got it, and with these two girls the sky might be the limit on their growth.”

“That does not explain how she came from north of the city, rather than the city itself.” Bill added, trying to figure that part of the puzzle herself.

“So what do we do?” The president asked.

“I’d ask if a nuclear option were possible….” The secretary of defense began, but started trailing off when he knew that nuking American soil wasn’t an option right now. The scientist, who had worked a little with Parker before and had some knowledge with Christina, insisted that even that could be a mute force.

“With San Francisco in ruins and a zone of radiation surrounding the region throughout the area, what exactly can a nuclear bomb do that these girls haven’t. They practically already have nuclear bombs armed in their rear ends. Nuking may do nothing, our best solution is to quickly get everyone together and get a shrinking antidote. All scientists, all resources, all possibilities. Shrink these girls as soon as we can and deal with the cleanup afterwards.” Both the president and secretary of defense nodded their heads in approval. The secretary promised there will still be military options presented to give the girls roadblocks but they agreed that a scientific solution would be best.

“In the meantime?” Asked the president.

“In the meantime, there isn’t much we need to do. Nuclear radiation can permanently damage a region, their gas can go away. I say you guys can try to throw whatever you have at them but just realize that it may not do much. I hate to say it this way, but right now the area is at the mercy of the bowels of Christina Lopez and Jade Lee and we need to accept it that this is their play area. The world is there’s and we need to make space. Order an evacuation for all of California, but I think we need to make a special consideration for the Central Valley and Los Angeles regions, that could be their next target.” Parker added, thinking a little bit about their possible motives. The secretary of defense ordered that the air force was being sent out to meet up with the girls, whom Parker told him were located in Palo Alto.

“You didn’t want to tell him?” Bill asked parker as he turned the screens off after the conference call had ended.

“There’s nothing to report yet.

“Yeah, but there has to be something to explain how I have lost five inches and you four inches since this whole thing started. And the other operatives have also reported shrinkage; there must be some sort of connection.” Bill explained.

“I’m sure, and your daughter must be loving it.” Parker responded as he thought about what the girls were doing in Palo Alto. Back there, a couple of large burps were heard rattling off the mountains nearby as Christina and jade were sitting down to a breakfast meal, enlarged by Jade’s food growing potion.

“Complements to the chef Timmy.” Jade said giggling as she began to eat her 20 pancakes. She had a total of 20 eggs scrambled and 15 pieces of bacon and sausage with a large glass of milk. Likewise for Christina, who had the same amount of food, one way to see who had the bigger farts is to judge it by eating the same amount of food. Their plates covered several city blocks of the Palo Alto city. They would eat for another half an hour with no interruption. Bits and pieces of the blue sky were trying to break through as the girls saw their gas continuing to hang around, but wear way slowly and steady.

But that all change as soon as Christina was finished eating with her meal. She padded her stomach as she unleashed another blasty burp that made the area stink more of her presence. She looked around in her surroundings and spotted the red roofs that made up her future university. She stood up from her seated position and walked over to the university, only three steps away and looked down on the place where she was to attend college.

“Well, I had thought about stinking up all the buildings and gassing out the pathways of the campus on my own…but this will have to do.” A rumbling sound could be heard from her stomach as Jade sat there, still waiting for some gas to form of her own. She was impatient as she saw Christina position herself on her knees and hands with her face pointed to the northeast to where Jade was. Christina was on all fours with her dirty jean-cladded butt painted squarely in the direction of Stanford University. From the ground up, Christina’s body rose up to a height of 300 feet with her extra thick thighs and large butt pointed up the direction of Palm Drive, the palm-tree line entrance into Stanford’s campus. It was a beautiful college campus with sandstone covered buildings with red roofs and expansive green yards that formed the Oval with palm trees around. But that was all about to be torn away as the gas had swirled its way through her intestines and her rectum, she had to blow.

“Sorry about this Stanford.” She said with a pain in her stomach as she erupted with her first blow of breakfast-fueled gas and it was very clear to Jade that Christina’s power farting wasn’t letting up at all.

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Loud, bassy and powerful, it was a breakfast fart unlike any other Christina had heard. She had dreamed about herself taking out an entire dining hall of the school with one of her eggy and milk-scented farts, but she just had to make do with destroying half the structures in the school with her fart’s windy blast. The palm trees that lined the main entrance were blown like blades of grass in a strong summer breeze. An explosion-like effect of green gas started to flow down the drive toward the school’s quad as the corrosive and deadly stench of Christina’s gas was quick but effective in covering the entire campus in the gassy fumes of Christina’s fart. The signature Hoover Tower of Stanford’s campus had its bells ringing right off as the first winds of the fart began before being blown to bits when the wind got too strong, it was basically as if a major explosion had taken out the entire campus. Christina waved her ass with glee as she began to smell the aroma of her fart. It was another doozy, a real stinker that filled not only the campus but a lot of the surrounding area. Jade was gagging from Christina’s stink but couldn’t help but to look as Christina suddenly rose to her full height and picked up her right leg, concentrating Christina blasted out several breakfast farts.

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“Oh my, them eggs, they get to me all the time.” Christina said laughing as she waved the air around her. She looked around as a new batch of ugly green gas hovered over the entire region, spreading like wildfire around Palo Alto and nearby regions; her breakfast was having its way over the region. As she took in the utter stink of her powerful gases she began to detect something else in the air and it wasn’t from her. As soon as the green gas started to hover it was soon replace by something more yellow and brown and then she actually began to hear it…only half of the long SBD Jade had been cutting.

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Unlike many of Jade’s SBDs, this one began weak, albeit still smelling like hell, and increased in power as the sound became slightly noticeable to Christina. It produced a stench that for once this morning was much stronger than Christina’s, spreading its thick spread of rotten stench all over the region, and down as far south as San Jose and east across the bay. It was a smell that caused Christina to hunch over and began coughing, and by coughing that meant she pushed out two more dynamite-like farts.

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“Christina?!” Jade yelled as she heard the last fart echo off the hills for a few seconds.

“I couldn’t do anything about it, your last fart there made me gag.”

“Serves you right…destroying your own college with your farts, it just isn’t right.”

“Wasn’t going to be going there anyway, not at this size at least. Can’t play volleyball or basketball when you’re nearly 1,000 feet high….right shorty!” She said as she played a little bit with the hair of Jade who was still up to Christina’s chin. The air around the region of the South Bay was a violent mixture of both Christina’s and Jade’s gas, creating a toxic mixture that was unbreathable to Tim, who cried out to be picked up off the ground before he would die from the gas. The two girls then took a breather in the slightly less gassy upper levels of the atmosphere, well 800 feet and above wasn’t too high but it was still as tall as most skyscrapers in the country. He received measurements from both Christina and reported that both girls were right at 15,000. Christina’s got there through the sheer power of her farts while Jade through the stench, but as far as both were concern, they both had created a foul mixture of gas that was causing the temperature all over the area to continue to rise. Even Parker, driving into Oakland noticed a morning temperature of 80 degrees, generated from the hot gas from two giant girls.

“You know what I’m in a mood for Christina?” Asked Jade.

“What’s that?”

“A run….a good cross-country run. Nothing big, just across the Central Valley.”

“Isn’t that a little ways to the east, past those mountains over there.” Commented Christina as she pointed to the mountain range to the east of the East Bay communities, past Livermore and Dublin.

“So, it’s not that far away…to us.”

“Okay, I’ll meet you by the mountains in a minute, just let me head over to San Jose for a few minutes.” Christina took Tim and allowed for him to reside within her own breast cleavage for one and an experience that was for him, inside his own girlfriend’s chest, it was the dream of many guys who had big-breasted girlfriends, and one who was 950-feet surly qualified. Christina said it as if it were a mere walk down the street to a street corner. There laid the city of San Jose and the heart of Silicon Valley, and Christina treated an area of high innovation and technology by walking around for several minute as she blasted off fart after monster fart, seven of them in all and every one of them as disgusting and mega-sized as the ones she had cut at Stanford. Jade had already walked across the southern tip of the bay as she saw Christina walking around. Her farts were massive and destroyed quite a few buildings in the central part of the city, but the idea of playing around with Jade had more appeal to her so she quickly stopped her crusade. The region was vacated; people had either left the region or were passed out or dead from the farting, which helped the girls pass gas, with a few more each as they walked toward the Central Valley. With Christina and Jade farting around, they could visit whatever community they wanted. So they followed the I-580 corridor through the Diablo Range mountains and east in the vicinity of Stockton and Modesto.

After about ten minutes, they were both well within the valley not far from Tracy. From their vantage point they could see Stockton to the north and Modesto to the east. Just ahead too was the Route 99 corridor, which Jade had plotted out to use to journey their way south.

“Isn’t Modesto where that Susan Murphy person became a giant in that one movie?” Asked Christina.

“Yeah…but we’re bigger than her…besides, no one is gonna survive what comes out from our asses…I’ve been holding it in, you know what that means!” She said snickering as the two girls looked far out in the distance. The agricultural powerhouse that was the San Joaquin Valley, filled with checkerboard farmland and small towns. It stretched for a far distance and looked as intimidating to the giant girls who were no longer intimidated by size. For all its grandeur and beauty, it was nothing compared to….

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It sounded like a balloon slowly being filled with a softer sound that retained the blast and picked up a higher pitch as the fart continued for a full 30 seconds. The two girls looked at each other as green gas started to fill the area. The air in the Central Valley was yet to be really polluted by the girls’ flatulence, through trace elements were present from the gas. But nonetheless, the stench of burning eggs, diapers and maneuver filled the air as Jade looked over at her larger friend and started to gag once more as it was announced that Christina had released that masterpiece of a quiet-but-with-noise and pungent fart.

Even if the sound wasn’t the most explosive ever, the stench of the fart was hard to miss. Once the girls were in the Central Valley, they started to encounter frightened people once again, stomping on a wide assortment of cars and chasing people away who ran in fear of the gigantic girls. Once Christina had pushed out her fart, they knew the fear and danger of the gassy Latino teenage giantess; they started to smell her gas and knew that there was no hope for anyone within ten miles of the girls in any direction. As Christina waved the air of her gassy goodness Jade started to feel some rumbling in her stomach, but now she wanted to race Christina. Getting into a starting stance the two girls were about ready to begin.

“Ready….set…..go!” Jade cried out as the two girls began running, starting out at first with a sprint before setting on a sort of jog, it was the sort of the thing the two track and field girls would do, one a distance runner and the other a sprinter, of course they weren’t 800 feet and taller when they normally did it. But as the jog began, Jade started to feel the gases swarming through her, she was about to cut loose some gas that she had been holding up. The two were running along the path of the Route 99 highway with the two casually running over houses, buildings and open space, but to Christina, seeing her friend catch up with her gigantic globes of glutes in front of her she knew she was in a bad spot. The girls were approaching the community of Merced when Jade began unloading her first crop-dusting fart of the day.

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Three really smelly SBDs left Jade’s lacy panties as the yellow gas formed a trail that went right into Christina’s face. Even for someone who had been letting off jumbo-sized farts that day, these farts stunk!  Jade kept her composure and continued to run at a quick jog, something like 600 miles per hour. They both knew that they would be in Los Angeles within the hour, which was why it was considered a light morning job.  She felt her warm rear end and used her left hand to steer some of the heinously-smelling gas away from her as she pushed out yet another small SBD. The fart stench had morphed from the rotten eggs smell to something that was just downright rotten. It smelled like someone walking into an entire warehouse full of meat left to rot in on the hottest day of the year, permeating throughout the area with her eyes watering and her nose smelling in recoil the stench that she was emitting. Christina was gagging now as she tried to keep up with Jade, eventually she asked for a quick breather.

“What…can’t handle it? Can’t handle what’s coming out of my ass?” Asked Jade as she pushed out yet another fart, this one with some actual noise this time.

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“We may want to get going, that one’s going to clear out this entire area…speaking of which?” Jade commented as the stench of her fart was just starting to reach her. She pulled out her phone and checked with the GPS of their exact location. She continued to hear Christina coughing as she started to take a whiff of Jade’s beauties, foul was weak way of describing these farts, life-stealing was probably the more appropriate term. The smell of onions, moldy cheese, eggs and rotten garbage all merged to form a diabolical mixture of Jade Lee Gas that hung over the area like a dense fog that wasn’t going to dissipate anytime soon. She admired the yellow and brown cloud of Jade fueled-gas that formed a dense fog for a distance of about 30 miles from behind her. Unlike the Bay Area gas, which was a combination of Christina and Jade Gas, this was all coming from her sweaty, lacy panty-covered behind. She would often employ these farts at cross-country competitions as she stunk up the race course and took out plenty of participants, as long as she got ahead of everyone else. She confirmed their current location of being just north of the city of Fresno. They looked ahead to see some of the high-rises of Fresno in the distance as they could also see the Sierra Nevada mountain range still far in the east. But now Jade’s running gas was descending upon the air, slowly sinking down as the gas expanded its coverage for the 30+ mile region, stretching about five miles wide, all of it smelling of her wretched SBD gas.

Despite it being a bright and sunny day, Jade’s gas was becoming a localized version of the Valley’s well-known Tule Fog, a natural phenomenon that often covered the region during the rainy season. This being the dry season, there typically was no fog, but crashes were taking place all along the Route 99 freeway from people who saw the ground shake from the running girls and the blinding cloud of thick yellow noxious gas that was coming out from Jade’s ass. But to her, it was simply a morning jog with a little release of her gas valve; she had done it hundreds of times before. Of course, so had Christina, as they began to run in the direction of Fresno, she began to release some SBDs of her own and as she had done so far that day, they were outclassing Jade’s horrific Tule Fog-like gas.

Christina was a sweaty but beautiful young female adult as she ran into Fresno. Above her neck, her face was as youthful as ever, even with her blackish-brown hair flowing down to her shoulders, some 950 feet high off the ground. She finally got in front of Jade and picked up the pace as Jade watched her friend’s enormous asscheeks, probably 150 feet wide together wobble back and forth inside the sweaty and gas-ridden blue jeans. Christina probably would have hoped to find a way to take them off, but sadly Jade had not concocted some sort of thing to make clothing bigger, or else Christina would have gotten some running shorts and made them bigger. Tim on the other hand was sweaty in his own way as he was violently shaken up within the cleavage of Christina, with one tit about 100 feet in width and height and weighing about 1,000 tons each. The smell of female mammary were filling his senses, making it a pleasant stench for once, not the one of her gas, but that was about to change as jade heard the sounds coming from in front of her. She was running along the Route 99 freeway into town as she heard the noises, the sick and intoxicating noises. She was jogging without any stoppage as she broke wind.

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“That one’s gonna reek!” Said Christian with a giggle as green gas started to flow out of her ass like a great lake of water leaving a breeched dam. The beefy fart escaped from Christina’s bowels for a 15-second beast that vibrated both of her asscheeks and pushed through her panties and jeans. It took only a second or two for the first of many waves of putrid flatus to reach Christina’s nose, her reaction was instant. Christina cupped her hand over her nose as she inhaled the first wave of gas that flowed through her pants and was assaulted by the pungent odor. The entire region began to fog up as the smell of cheese and onions produced a most sinister stench that forced Christina to rub her eyes from the extreme watering they were going through at the moment. After smelling another reinforcing wave of sulfur, she agreed that she had to leave the stink zone before it got any worse for her. The city of Fresno was experiencing the wrath of the deadliest piece of ass in the world.

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“Boy these are starting to get bad….give me a moment!” She said in such a casual way as she stopped just northwest of the central business district of Fresno. The tallest building in the city only reached her knees as she stood right in the heart of the city and cocked up her right leg and focused all her attention on the earthquake-powered fart that rattled out of her ass next. She had already gassed out most of the city and likely killed many who couldn’t handle the extreme gassiness of the girl, but none of that mattered. All that mattered was that Christina had to fart!

The past three farts were as stinky and bubbly as her others and a cloud of green gas hovered over all of northern Fresno, but now she had to push out her next baby. The air in the downtown shook with the power of an atomic blast, hell perhaps too as the city of Fresno was now feeling the wrath of Christina’s farts. Sadly for them, she was letting out in just one fart the power she had released in twelve of her San Francisco farts, they were getting bigger and bigger. 45 seconds later and there wasn’t going to be much for the fifth largest city in California.

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The green haze from her ass began to form over the region in a sweeping wave that took over square mile after square mile of the city as this hideous fart continued to gain strength upon its release from the behind of the colossal Christina. She was already unloading what her stomach had been able to process from the eggs that she had eaten, but the sausage was helping too, there was a strong meaty component in the wretched stink that was emitting itself around the city. The city and the whole region were known for their bad air quality, being in an agricultural region and in a valley, Christina’s farting was not helping at all. And the smell only grew stronger for a full five minutes upon its release, greater and greater it grew, it expanded in some ways some 30 miles in either direction of Christina, people could smell it to the west along Interstate 5 and east out to Yosemite and Kings Canyon National Parks. Those who were looking at El Captain could smell just a little trace of the gas, only enough to make it mildly annoying.

This was a fart odor that seemed to gain power. Most humans would have such a beast dissipate after maybe a minute or two, but Christina’s was sure to last at least 10 minutes with the downright eggy stink hanging around for hours. Her eyes were watering and the insides of her butt crack were sweating from intense amount of heat that was radiating out from it. She had to wave the air from her behind as it was becoming a bit too smelly for her. She pushed forth through the slightly less smelly part of the atmosphere and after stumbling for a minute to find her way back to the freeway, she continued to trot away from the center of the city. In only one minute she had rendered Fresno a wasteland full of her rotting corpse-smelling flatulence that caused many accidents, injured some, forced several into comas and killed more. Small kids couldn’t take the intake of the gas and many of their parents had been knocked out from the smelly winds, this was an odor no one had ever smelled before, even Jade was caught off guard as she ran into the dark, dark green-colored gas in front of her.

“God damn it Christina!” Jade said as she started to choke on the foul fumes. It was no understatement that Jade was really suffering as she tried to carry on her jog, but once she passed Downtown Fresno she caught a whiff of the absolute worse and fell down, passing out for what was only a few seconds. Disoriented and confused she could smell her friend’s gas, hovering over the region like a dew of wretched stink. She got back up and tried to run after her big friend, who was already heading south out of town, but unbeknownst to Jade, Christina had more of the gas tank. She could feel the power within her, the strong and giant power. The insides of her butt crack were hot and sweaty and, well, odorous. It was sticky and sweaty and the running through the valley was only adding to this. Her ass smelled like the rotten eggs and shit of her recent farts. Even Christina was inhaling the foulest aroma that could ever be produced, built in the factory-like furnace that was the 950-foot tall, 19-year old’s bowels and expelled in great quantity and strength. Jade may have had always had the upper hand in their farting friendship but Christina was feeling different, and gassy.

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Out of her anus and into the open atmosphere, to the south of Fresno, Christina released a jog-induced 30-second long SBD. No words could even describe the pain that Jade was about to go through as this SBD left his friend’s anus. As soon as the fart had begun its powerful, windy expulsion from Christina’s rectum, it burned the region, putrefying the atmosphere with a sinister stench, blasting everything with more rotten egg stench than have ever been in a single area in the world. Jade was running when she ran straight into the beginning stretches of this SBD, receiving hydrogen-sulfide poisoning in her own face as she started to screamed for bloody hell as Christina unloaded this masterpiece the equivalent of 10 miles away. The fart had completely blinded her and singed her nose hairs as he started to take in this hot, steamy, eggy fart, but there was way too much for him to take in and in only seconds it seemed as if her brain had turned off and Jade was knocked out completely cold.

“The hell….” Jade thought to herself as the smell of Christina’s fart became way too much for her. She fell on the ground, shaking it so hard and face, creating an earthquake that spread itself up and down the valley, though two running giantesses were already doing that. This allowed for Christina to stop for moment as she finished pushing out her SBD, she was now realizing the awesome power of her fart. Everywhere, her SBD had claimed the air and the Central Valley, at least within the vicinity of Fresno was being exterminated of all functioning air and replaced with Christina’s amazing silent fart, she was utterly impressed and horrified. Places like Modesto and Merced had it easy taking in Jade’s toxic and deadly gas, places like Fresno were feeling the brunt of the most putrid smelling thing to ever hit the earth. The gas was so toxic that its stench had already moved up valley toward Sacramento and down valley to Bakersfield. Millions of people were already or about-to feel the impact of Christina’s breakfast. And standing there as she saw her friend knocked out like that, she was being to think that she was gaining the advantage in this contest, but she always did have one advantage over Jade.

“Oh God…what have I done?”

Several minutes went by as Christina walked back to her gigantic friend and sat down beside her, waiting to wake her up. Upon getting up, Jade was more than baffled by the tremendous stench that hovered over the region. While her gas had made an impact further north, Christina’s had all but taken everything over. Even looking at the Central Valley from space, Christina’s green gas was more visible that Jade’s yellow and brown. Christina had to apologize for gassing Jade out of which Jade made an assurance.

“Alright then, but no more gas for a while. I can’t compete that well with you for some reason.”

“No way Jade. When I have to fart, I am going to fart!” Christina said laughing and with pride. Since that morning, she had become far more confident than her usually gassier and larger friend. Christina was on top at the moment and she wasn’t going to let off for one second. She had monster-sized gas and was going to keep up with it. If Jade didn’t like it….too bad.

“Fine…but let me at least stink up Bakersfield, if nothing else. Let me get ahead too.” She said, almost like a spoiled brat who wanted her way, as she began jogging off along the Route 99 highway she started coughing again as she had to get by Christina’s wave of gas. Christina also started noticing something else, it looked as if Jade was even shorter, or that she had grown some more. Either way, she was still feeling the wind inside of her so she continued to let off her own brand of crop-dusting farts within the valley as Jade did the same and it was quite impressive the feat that both girls were doing as Jade laid the way south to Bakersfield. The two girls were passing out multiple SBD farts that were making a little noise, but the sound of two titanic girls running through the valley, shaking the region within a couple of miles of their every footprint made it hard to hear it.

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Three SBDs left Jade’s rear end as the two girls were now crossing the county line into Kern County. She had been picking up the pace in her gassiness as she ran into Kern County and while her farts were really long, they had picked up in their intensity of their stinkiness. Truth be told, she was waiting until she reached Bakersfield itself to devastate that city in the same way that Christina had done Fresno. She was storing the gas constantly, while it looked as if behind her, Christina was doing the opposite.

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“Jade’s farts are awfully bad…but I have a feeling that mine are much worse….COUGH….COUGH….COUGH….oh yeah, they’re worse!” Christina said to herself with a smile as she felt the warmth of her own putrid wind fill the region and the trail of destruction behind her told the story. The green fog was becoming identified with Christina’s farts as the yellow were for Jade and even if there was a tannish-yellow haze blasting Christina in the face with Jade’s downright horrendous gas, Christina’s green gas had more staying power behind her. As Captain Parker and Bill were driving at record fast speeds down I-5, they saw the cloud of green gas remain constant, it was the most incredible sight they had ever seen, as far as they could see to the east of the freeway, it was green. Varying kinds of green and not green enough to obscure everything, very much a transparent tint in the air, but it was a green fog that stretched all the way to the girls running toward Bakersfield and looked like it might run all way north to Fresno. Satellite surveillance confirmed it as they took an image of the valley and shared it back to the Section 26 van. Bill was flabbergasted.

“According to our intel, that gas is coming from Christina, not Jade, and these splotches of green throughout the valley are showing that your daughter is stinking up the vast majority of the San Joaquin valley, her gas now covers a region the size of Long Island. Nearly 1.5 million people are reported to be impacted by the coverage of your daughter’s farts…not Jade’s.” Parker said as continued to view the map. It was the fact that the girls were running so fast, fast enough that the jog would only take an hour or so from Modesto to Los Angeles, that the gas was able to cover wider areas.

“My greatest fear, that my daughter would become the most powerful person in the world with the worst farts…and here for some reason I’d thought it would be Jade.” Bill responded.

“If our scientific data returns as it is right now, we only have the preliminaries; there is no reason to believe that Christina has the upper hand. Which means Jade is going to have to compete more in order to beat her, and we don’t want to see Jade…try harder.”

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Closer to Bakersfield, and Christina had just dropped another fart, and it was another punishing SBD. The fart began as blistering monster that erupted out from the volcano of Christina’s ass and pierced through the tight cotton panties and blue jeans like a train through a piece of paper, and with Christina running at a pace of around 500 miles per hour, that gas was coming out at an even faster pace. Anything in the air, mainly birds and such were being pelted by a wind that might as well have been a brick of deadly girl gas. It knocked them out so quickly and so fast they died a very quick death. In just a few seconds, the first wave of her 30 second fart was being thrusted out from her rectum and into the air. She began giggling as she felt more of the SBD come out at a very fast but continuous pace. The stench from the fart was as atrocious as ever before. It smelled like a dozen dirty diapers being set on fire with broccoli and onions being mixed in to add spiciness to the fart. That spiciness made breathing in the stench more troublesome for a girl who was continuing trying to run after Jade. They could now start to see the outskirts of town and Christina knew that Jade would want to make some kind of statement there in town. Her fart’s coverage zone multiplied tenfold per second as it was spreading as quick as the radiation from a nuclear bomb. Very few people within the sparse agricultural lands north of Bakersfield could not handle the deadly odor radiating out of the 950-foot tall Hispanic’s behind. And then the gas started spreading ahead of her and she heard the sound of a pissed younger friend ahead of her as she reached the city limits.

“Fuck Christina! Fuck you!” She cried out. Christina was now snickering behind her as she had caught up and the stench of her recent gas episode was catching up as well. It was overtaking Jade’s gas with relative ease and her stomach was still grumbling. Jade had her eyes watered as she slowed down to a pace and walked toward the city center of Bakersfield. She walked onto Golden State Avenue and saw the people and vehicles around her scurry away, but their death warrant had already been signed. Even with the call to evacuate the entire region, it was only 15 minutes since the girls had left Fresno and they were now terrorizing Bakersfield, giving very little time to leave. If the girls ran across the entire country, farting as they were, there wouldn’t be much of a chance for the girls to do anything. Christina came in from the west, stepping her body over the Bakersfield Sign, because she wanted to do it and headed over toward the Downtown of the city.

“Not much of a town…is it?” Christina remarked as they looked down at the central business district there at the intersections of Truxtun and Chester Avenues. Jade looked around and saw people gathering around, curious about the sight. She lowered her body a bit so that her ass was hovering over the Bank of America Building, only as tall as their knees when they are fully standing. The people, who weren’t already knocked over by the residual gas of the two girls, saw the lacy Jade panties in the air and knew what was about to happen. Christina backed up several blocks to give Jade her room, she had been fed up to this point that her farts weren’t getting the respect they deserve, well that all ended when Jade broke wind.

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Those light farts in the valley were nothing, Jade had been holding back! Christina, by all accounts, knew what was about to happen and she took the fart with all of her might, the problem was that this fart was far more powerful and deadlier than anything she was expecting. Despite all that Jade had already released that day, this fart was her crowning achievement. For 50 seconds, Jade, an 850-foot tall Chinese-American girl who was among Christina’s best friends, was pushing out her first big fart of the day, since the naval ship incident at least. It produced a blinding wind that stung Christina in her eyes and filled the central business district of Bakersfield with an incredible amount of Jade-produced methane and sulfur. Above all else, Christina could taste and smell the eggs that Jade had eaten in her breakfast and the milk she had drunk. It had felt like an oven had been opened in Christina’s face and the smell of burning shit and eggs was cooking in it for several hours. That smell was then allowed to ferment in the bowels of the oven, in this case, Jade’s gigantic and mighty bowels, and then released in an ungodly stench that produced a dreadful yellow gas that filled the entire city and made it unbelievably potent. No one in that downtown survived the onslaught of gassy wind that Jade was dropping and the wave of destruction was spreading all throughout the region. The green gas that Christina had produced to the north was slowly retreating back north as it had been attacked by Jade’s deadlier stench. Christina was getting lightheaded as she continued to breathe the incredible amounts of hydrogen sulfide and methane going into her system. As soon as the fart was finally finished and Jade utterly relieved to have let out that power eruption of deadly fart gas.

“Finally….that was a fart!” Jade said with a beaming pride as she smelled up the gassiness of her stench, it was utterly horrible in every aspect of the concept of having bad gas and was a big relief to have finally expelled from her system.

“I’ve heard this city produces a lot of oil and natural gas, it seems that you have given them quite a bit of it, just look at that gas covering the area. See how it spreads into the houses and the buildings. It gives you a sense of power seeing that, doesn’t it.”

“Sure does.” Jade said as she felt her gas tank run low for once. She held it up for that one big fart and it was very much worth it. The gas was now spreading itself outside the city limits and beyond toward the mountains in the east and the south. The lower part of the valley was dry, but was now being attacked by a wet and misty fog produced by Jade’s repugnant fart. As she started to get ready to get back to the freeway so that the girls could resume their jog toward the Tehachapi Mountains. She got a little disoriented from the thick and heavy gas when she bumped into Christina and to her great surprise; she felt mammary flesh in her face. Back away she gasped in horror when she saw that Christina was even bigger than her, the top of her head was now at the same level of Christina’s nipples. Her breasts were as tall as her, and more massive than the chest that Jade possessed.

“When did you get bigger?”

“I’m always getting bigger Jade.” She said with a chuckling laugh as she saw Jade standing there below her. For a girl who was usually the tallest amongst everyone, and indeed the tallest on Earth until a few days ago, this sight made Christina smile. She was now looking down of Jade and it appeared as if Jade had gotten smaller, or that she had gotten bigger. Asking to use her cell phone she measured herself and was quite amazed at the results, she had gotten bigger; she was now 1,200 feet in height.

“Oh yeah…bigger and bigger, let’s measure you short stuff!” Christina said laughing as she took the phone and measure the girl who had just released the soul-clinching region-clearing fart. Measuring it up she cried out Jade’s new height.

“820 feet…as it was before.”

“That’s not fair! I want to be bigger, how are you bigger?”

“Don’t know, but no growing up until the day is over and see whose farts are the biggest, those were the rules you proposed.” She said as she crossed her arms and stuck her tongue out. Jade grumbled to herself but announced that the girls were basically tied, as Christina had the massive fart in Fresno and her in Bakersfield. Even though Christina knew that Jade had been lying on that count, she was willing to let it go. Because the biggest fart in Bakersfield had yet to be cut.

“You know my size isn’t the only thing to have gotten bigger.” She said with a growing smile as Jade looked up at her with horror. She knew that tone of her voice, she knew it very well.

“What does that mean? Oh wait Christina…no….please don’t…..”

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The folks in Bakersfield had to be fortunate to die from Jade’s beautiful fart, because Christina’s Monster Stinker was twice the size and power. The fart fluttered up and down in pitch as it continued as one purely nasty explosion. Unlike some of her other farts, there was no constant pitch to the fart, but the sound remained loud nonetheless. For over a minute, Jade was staring at her friend, backing away as she saw the green gas thunder out with the look curiosity, fear and repulsion on her face as this bubbly fart rocketed its way out from Christina’s plump rear end. The look of the fart being passed through the blue jeans that were becoming moist from the release of this fiery beast of a fart from her deep septic furnace was that of wonderment for those who found it that way and fear for those who were worried about the insides of this girl and what it was producing. The fart could be heard all throughout the southern San Joaquin Valley and people everywhere were moaning as they heard another massive fart, this time coming from the biggest person there. The Section 26 van had been rushing down Interstate 5 till they reached a particular exit and detoured off. Even if they were 20 miles west of Bakersfield, the wall of Christina’s green gas had caught off and it was no longer safe to even travel down the highway without hitting the numerous cars that had veered off the highway. Most weather-related incidents with traffic couldn’t compete with what was coming out from the behind of a gigantic 19-year old.

Then there was the gas itself and the scent that it produced. In only less than an hour, Jade’s powerful fart was blown away by this latest fart from Christina’s bodacious behind. The best way to describe it would be to drive through a farm field with the powerful smell of maneuver, common in that region, created from the crap of the livestock, being contained with the bowels of a 19-year old Hispanic teen. The gas had the power of ammonia along with the hydrogen sulfide that was well-known and even Christina was caught off guard by the tremendous stench that her fart was creating in the bright green gas that was being emitted from her ass. If 20 giant cows had farted right there in the city, the smell would almost be right up to what Christina had produced. Jade had burning eyes as she began to inhale the appalling odor. Christina began laughing as she started waving the air around her behind as more of the green haze was seeping out even after the initial eruption had taken place.

“That should break the tie.” She said laughing with her hand waving around. For good measure, she ripped out two more ten-second bubbly farts.

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“Whew! I am LOVING being bigger!” Christina cried out as Jade was in tears as she walked her way back onto the Route 99 freeway, wanting to get anywhere for here, the sight of her biggest achievement so far. Here she had cut her baddest fart of the day, and it was all being overshadowed. Christina’s green gas was now filling up the entire lower part of the valley, spreading 30 miles in all directions, overtaking Jade’s gas as if it were beans to a hungry Christina Lopez.

“Come ‘on Jade…let’s head out. It’s starting to smell here.” She said laughing as she simply ran down Chester Avenue in the direction back to the freeway, getting ahead of Jade. With her larger size she was able to run more quickly than Jade. The 16-year old Asian girl was still at awe with what was going on. She had thought that it was simply a fluke, but now the evidence was mounting, Christina was winning the day and it wasn’t even close. And to make matters worse.

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Yep. As the girls were leaving Bakersfield, Christina was pushing out another violent SBD, 15 seconds of more of her putrid gas. She was a living, breathing Giant Fart Factory today!

“What the hell is wrong with you?” Jade cringed as she started to smell the fart. This run through the valley was becoming a very bad idea; at least the mountains were coming up. The pungent, ripe fart of Christina’s SBD was blown in her direction as she felt the heat from this latest rotten blast envelop her, but with Christina’s gas hovering over the entire region, she was going to be smelling her gas for a while. The stench flared in her nostrils and burned everything within her insides as it was a very potent gas that was not meant for mortals to breathe, even extraordinary flatulents like Jade. Contrary to everything that Christina had released, this small SBD was much worse than what she had let out up to this point, except for the gigantic farts in Fresno and Bakersfield, and that one SBD before Bakersfield, that was pretty bad too. If a million eggs the size of buildings could have been left on the black asphalt of that high jump pit to simmer in the sun for several days, the stench from those eggs would be about the equivalent of the fart smell that Jade had smelled.

“What, it’s just gas. Can’t you handle it….Miss-I-Broke-The-World-Record!” Christina laughed as she pushed out a very small amount of additional gas, just to rain of Jade’s parade. More and more she was growing, her power in farts was growing and her confidence. Finally, the girls had hopped onto Interstate 5 and approached the Grapevine, a winding highway that worked its way into the Tehachapi Mountains. A couple of military helicopters had met Parker, Bill and a few of the Section 26 staff along a freeway exit to the west of Bakersfield and it was getting that time for Bill to receive his fart from Christina. He had been able to stay within relative distance to receive the gas, but his breathing started to alter itself and he knew he had to get another concentrated dosage and soon. Amazingly, one of the Air Force’s helicopter pilots, who helped coordinate efforts to allow for Parker and Bill to keep an eye on Christina and Jade, volunteered for the mission. As they started flying out toward the mountains Bill found out why.

“Honestly Mr. Parker, it’s a privilege to be able to do this for you.” The young pilot explained as they made their way through the dense green fog that had settled over the region. It was still settling down on the ground in the valley, likely contaminating the soil to the point that plants would be unable to grow there for a while, then again, it was just vapor fertilizer from Christina.

“A privilege?” Asked Bill.

“Your daughter is a goddess; everyone is now talking about her. It’s possible that the entire world may be at the mercy of your daughter it is an honor to do something for the father of a goddess…just tell me where to fly sir.” The pilot said as he started to work his way toward the Grapevine region. Meanwhile, the two girls were walking up along the Interstate 5 incline which to them was nothing more than hiking up a decent size hill. Jade had to wonder what was up with her big friend and her increasing gassiness. The farts had subsided from both girls as they had felt their gassy loads were deposited behind them. After only a handful a minutes, the two girls had made it to Tejon Pass, the highest point in the region with a height of 4,000 feet, about four times the height of Christina. The helicopter worked its way up to the two girls and the pilot was about as excited as a boy on Christmas as he found his way to the two girls. Jade stood as massive and impressive as ever with her lacy Jade panties and bra on. Everything on her body was still larger than life but it was Christina standing beside her, with her ass pointed to the south that caught the pilot’s attention.

“The Ass of a Goddess.” He proudly declared as he flew helicopter through the area, going around the girls who could hear a buzzing sound but otherwise had let it go. He tried to flow closer and closer as Bill was already starting to feel the gas around him. The helicopter had gone through a little turbulence as it hovered relatively close to the level of Christina’s ass, about two miles away. The blue jeans were starting to get dirty as impacts of massive fart after massive fart were leaving its mark. They could see the stitching around the pockets and the tight denim on the surface. The cheeks were well conformed to the ass and hung out more than 100 feet from Christina’s body, hovering over the region with an asscrack that could be classified a canyon by the U.S. Geological Survey. The closer and closer the helicopter got, the more Bill was worried and the pilot was excited. The pilot may not survive this one, but he died looking at a god.

She stood there on top of the pass and looked out to the north over the valley; it was a sea of green, confined by the mountains on either side. Jade’s gas hung over to make it a toxic stench throughout the region but Christina’s gas was first and foremost the most dominant. Christina had always enjoyed the feeling of stinking up her room or even the Section 26 complex, but never a region as vast as more than half the San Joaquin Valley, it made her giddy with anticipation about the prospects of Los Angeles.

“Wow! What a mark I left on the region.” Christina said with pride with her hands on her hips.

“Don’t remind me about it…I can still smell it.” Jade, as dejected as she had been in a long time, commented.

“Oh yeah, sorry about that one…this hiking is making me gassy again.” Christina said as a light green gas started to fly over the region. It was pretty minuscular compared to her other ones, but this SBD was as bad as ever and was enough to at least force Jade to pinch her nose.

“Well…we’re getting some food when he get into town. I need to reload.” She said as she looked down at the freeway and started to get ahead of Christina. The ground shook around her as she made her footsteps into the ground, but more than that it was shaking from something else.

“I’m still loaded.” Christina said as she stood there with her jean-encased bubble butt, up to an elevation of 4,700 feet up in the air above sea level. She pushed out yet another gassy bubbler.

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The 30-second fart was hardly the biggest that Christina had cut, but contained with it more power and smell than anything Jade had released outside of her Bakersfield Fart. As the fart continued, the helicopter, which was now only a few hundred feet away from her ass had their windows shattered as the pilot was losing control from the strong super winds that blew out. Bill cried out in horror as he felt the same as being facefarted by his own daughter as he did now. His nose was pointed right at the ass of his daughter, the foulest piece of real estate on any human being, he spent three nights there and still the horror of the experience there was as real as ever, it was as if he were back there, but that wasn’t the issue at the moment, it was the blast of gas coming out.

As soon as the fart had begun its powerful, windy expulsion from Christina’s rectum, it burned Bill in his face, blasting him with more rotten egg stench than any human would have been capable of inhaling, Bill was receiving hydrogen-sulfide poisoning as this was being pushed out and he screamed for as the helicopter started to spiral out of control from Christina unloaded this masterpiece of a fart. The fart had completely blinded him and singed his nose hairs as he started to take in this hot, steamy, eggy fart, but there was way too much for him to take in and in only seconds it seemed as if his brain had turned off, but very briefly. The pilot had already passed out and was in a coma from the awesome surge of gas as it continued to pivot out of control toward the ground. Bill, in the pain he was grabbed control the chopper and briefly held it to an altitude. Pushing the pilot out of the way, he was able to get into his seat and hove the chopper at a far distance, backing up as the winds from the fart were finally letting go. His eardrums were ringing with all sorts of commotions and he wasn’t all there, but he was immune enough to the deadly power of the fart to keep the helicopter from flying. He hightailed it away from the Tejon Pass area and south toward Los Angeles.

“That’s what hiking does to me…it works off some more gas…..”

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Both farts that she released added infinitely more of her poison gas throughout the area and Jade was falling to her knees from the wicked smell. She was about to concede to whatever demands her friend wanted when she heard yet another dreadful blast from Christina’s butt.

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A more bubbly blast of gas left her ass which left Jade very much speechless. She was tearing up as the higher elevation was making even the weaker of her farts a potent mix. More and more, her septic stench was getting to Jade as she was crying out curse words at her friend, who was having the time of her life. If she had kept this up, she was going to get back into her volleyball team mode, in which she was able to control everything on the team by her farts. Jade had always been the only holdout, since she had farts that would put Christina to shame, but now, Christina had the upper hand as she walked along the concrete highway south along with Jade.

“We need to do something about your gas Christina…it’s WAY BAD today.” Jade, trying to calm herself down insisted.

“I don’t see the problem. If you can’t stand the farts, then you need to get out of the fart chamber dear Jade.” She laughed as she waved some of the gas from her ass and walked behind Jade. Preparing to meet them along the highway was a collection of army and air force personnel, creating a roadblock near Magic Mountain to prevent the girls from ending up in Los Angeles. How utterly fucked they were.

Bill was directed to the roadblock from Captain Parker who was working with the military out of Edwards Air Force Base as they tried to coordinate the military presence in the state of California all to the Los Angeles area. Since the girls left the Modesto area one hour had passed by and the running of the two girls down the Central Valley was spreading more of their toxic gas over a larger area in a short amount of time. The evacuation orders had been given and all of Los Angeles County was being told to expect the worse and to get out. Still, the news was grim that none of that would matter and even Parker was admitting that there could be little hope for any resistance as of the current moment.  Bill arrived at the roadblock along Interstate 5 as he stepped out of the helicopter and onto the highway; he was stunned by the presence of the military in the area.

“Welcome Agent Lopez. My commanding officer alerted us that you would be coming.” Some young army officer said as he greeted Christina’s father.

“I’ll make this real quick for you, I don’t intend on staying, if you knew me and where I came from, you’d understand. But on top of all that, I don’t want to watch you guys shooting my daughter.”

“But sir…your daughter has caused massive damage further north and killed thousands of people. The United States Government can just stand down to such a threat, perhaps the largest we have ever felt.” The commanding officer of the task force sent to the roadblock stated as he shook hands with Bill.

“I know, which is why I’m not going to tell you to stop what you are doing. As hard as it is for a father like me to say, you have my blessing. But I’ve witnessed the full power of what my daughter can do on a numerous basis and while I’m impressed by your showing here, the truth is, it’s not going to work.”

“Sounds like someone has some pride in their own kin here.” The commanding officer said laughing. He didn’t mean the remark in an insulting manner though and Bill just nodded his head. Bill instead was only interested in looking out for any and all people. Bill started walking back to his helicopter.

“I’ll keep Edwards informed on what’s going on here as I hover over the region. I don’t want to be too close.” He said stepping back into the helicopter.

“We can keep contact with them ourselves, but hovering over the site will be okay with us. We have a wing of planes flying out of Edwards right now to intercept the girls; we should get the response real shortly.”

“Whatever. Just be careful down here.” Bill said as he closed the door and started up the helicopter. He didn’t have a big grasp on flying a chopper, only some from a mission he conducted out in Nevada one time a few years ago. He saw the cockiness of the commanding officer and knew already it would be his downfall. There were some 50 tanks positioned on the highway with over a thousand soldiers ready to do something, but going up against Christina that something may not seem like much at all. As he started to survey the area to see what his daughter and her friend were up against, he radioed back to Parker at Edwards.

“What’s the scene like….your assessment Agent Lopez.” Parker asked, acting official as he was in the presence of military officials in the situation room at the base.

“I do not see how this isn’t going to be a Wolf 359 here.” Bill replied as he saw the green haze of Christina’s gas start to come over some of the mountain tops. His heart started pounding as he wondered about the possibilities to come. His daughter was growing bigger and gassier and slowly he had noticed that he had shrunken another quarter inch. Since this whole thing started, he was three and a half inches shorter.

“Wolf 359…is that some sort of code of yours?” A general asked Parker as he nodded his head. He knew what the code meant.

Now five miles north of Magic Mountain, Christina and Jade were carrying on a conversation, as Jade explained a little more about what happened to her and likewise Christina about what happened to her as well. Tim was trying to keep up with the thunderous voices of the girls as they talked as if they were walking through a park, two young females carrying on a conversation as if it were nothing. They were also talking about their proposed plans in the city, Los Angeles was huge after all and it would take a combined effort of both girls to gas out that city. As it were, they were continuing to fart, only sparingly and in small quantities. Jade had continued to release some of her own toxic gas while Christina was being short and powerful. A trail of mostly green with some yellow gas formed a path that confined to the mountains surrounding the freeway that traveled through to connect the Central Valley with the Los Angeles Basin.

“Once we get over into the San Fernando Valley, we can have something to eat for lunch. Then, Jade you can head south to Downtown L.A. and I’ll hit up the Westside, Santa Monica, Beverly Hills, that area. Tim, you can end up somewhere in the middle and witness our farts and see whose you can detect better. After that, I think we can just have some fun, I mean L.A. is meant to be a fun little town, we ought to enjoy ourselves.” Tim could still hear the echoing booms of Christina’s voice as he continued hovering around between her breasts. Most guys would surly envy being in his place, carried around in the bra of their own girlfriends as they felt their chest hobble back and forth with each gigantic footprint. He was lying down against the soaked bra fabric as he looked up at the enormous pieces of mammary flesh around him. There was more breast meat within each of her cups that could fill several apartment buildings back home, and her amount of ass meat behind her was equally the same.

“Sounds good to me.” Jade said as she knew that her trip through the heart of Los Angeles would have to be epic to get an upper hand on the competition, something that she had lacked for much of the day. She had something else on her mind as she continued to look up at the back of Christina. How was her friend getting bigger and not her, clearly it now seemed that it had to do with what Christina took, as opposed to Jade? The formulas were different and had different results, and when you are in an arms war with another gassy flatulent girl like herself, size meant everything. Speaking of war however, a buzzing sound was heard from behind Jade. She didn’t need any reminder of what it possible was, she didn’t even turn back, she simply did what she did best and luckily for both girls…it was as horrendously massive as possible.

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A sly smile crossed Jade’s face as she slowly released this silent, forceful fart that sprayed aggressively against the open sky, spreading a cloud of yellow vapor that claimed the air around it, it was blind sighting the air force regimen that had been sent for a surprise attack from behind, there was only one problem from attacking from behind. A fleet of ten experimental airplanes from the base were flying in an attack position and even started frying shots at Jade’s lacy panty-covered behind, but they weren’t doing much damage, and then the SBD winds started to pick up and the planes were losing control of their flying in the air, there wasn’t anything they could do due to the strong winds pushing the planes in the opposite direction, what would they have expected from a girl like Jade passing gas.

“We better move a quicker Chrissy…this one is gonna stink!” Jade said with a great voice of confidence as she appeared like she was getting something back. That’s when she pushed out and unloaded yet another SBD.

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“Rule Number One of dealing with Jade Lee, you never attack from behind!” She said laughing as she felt the gas evacuating her system and being expelled into the outside air, which already stunk of her previous farts. The rancid fart burned the entire area and filled it with ungodly stench of eggs and rotten meat. The pilots were now out of control as the fart was literally pushing the planes back in the opposite direction, meeting the planes that their velocity and matching it, it was a firely hot wind that had never been experienced on Earth before. The air base was receiving mayday reports from the pilots as they were trying to correct their planes from crashing. A couple of planes had to make emergency landings as the others started flying away, but their breathing was messed up completely. All they could smell and taste was Jade’s farts and their eyes were still trying to clear up, which also assisted in the disoriented flying.  Christina held her nose underneath her shirt, for the first time, to show just how much Jade’s fart truly stunk.

“Fuck…where did that come from!” Christina said as she waved the air, which for once wasn’t being polluted by her own stink.

“Don’t worry Chrissy…that one surprised me too, but hey, they were going to attack us.” She said as they pointed over to small fleet of planes scurrying back to their military base because they couldn’t handle the silent farts of a 16-year old girl.

“It would have not been good to be up against your butt for that I’d imagine.”

“Yep…looks like Jade’s got her game back.”

“That’s good, because it looks like we have company.” Christina said as she looked over a hill in the distance, they were already seeing the roadblock. The two girls continued to walk up to the point where the military had blocked off the freeway, near the exit that lead to Magic Mountain theme park with the suburban community of Santa Clarita to the east. Already, the girls could see the San Gabriel Mountains in the distance. The military got into position as they prepared for the onslaught of the girls. It only took another minute for the two walking girls to make it to the roadblock. They had all the confidence in the world as they walked side by side, with people quick to notice the top of Jade’s head reaching only up to Christina’s nipples, it was clear who the dominant girl was. As they got into viewing distance, the commanding officer took out a loud speaker and began talking.

“The United States government is placing you two girls under arrest for the death of millions and destruction of property throughout the state of California….we ask that you stop moving this way, or prepare to be fired upon.”  The girls stopped for a moment, standing roughly half a mile away from the roadblock. Around the region were blue skies that were slowly turning yellow and green from the hovering gas from the two girls as their gas was making it further south.

“Jade…you got more?” Christina whispered down to her friend, or as much of a whisper as she could.

“Armed and ready.” She said with a smile, a devilish smile that could only mean one thing, this group was already done for. Christina had taken care of the last couple of groups of military, now it was time to see if Jade was up to the task. While she had been lacking so far, it was now time for her to prove her worth as a Gassy Giantess. Jade started walking forward as the military began to fire their rounds at Jade. She smiled as she felt the impact of the artillery and found them only annoying. Even at her smaller size that Christina, her muscles were helping to guard her from severe damage. Both girls were extremely strong and muscular, which helped to withstand the shots from the army, for a while at least. Finally, she arrived at the group and crouched down to a level that was more appropriate for these puny humans.

“I don’t know boys…but I think my breakfast isn’t agreeing with me.” And with those words she turned around and pointed her lacy panty-covered ass at the military, who continued to fire off rounds of ammunition. There in front of then was Jade’s rear end, stretching more than the width of the freeway, as warm and smooth as ever before, even with the shots of ammunition. They could already smell and taste the residual gas from the farts from before. Jade was hoping for a silent blast of wind to tear this group apart, what she got instead was just as good.

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She was very amazed and surprised at the instant show of power this fart had as the commanding officer’s eyes widened and watered at the putrid smell, groaning and gagging as the air was replaced with her noxious gas. Jade was proving her worth indeed with this fart, it was her best of the entire day and was as powerful as most of the ones she had cut. There was a reason that everyone advised for her to not eat beans for more than a single day, the efforts were disastrous. The bassy fart shook the ground as the military was becoming lost in the world of Jade’s bowel movements, it was a hypnotizing world. Everyone’s lungs were lost of air, including Christina, who had to step back from the blinding yellow gas that filled not just the region around the freeway, but the entirety of the Santa Clarita region. Jade’s thunderous burst of laughter could be heard echoing off the walls of the mountains as she reveled in the power of her minute-long fart. The commanding officer’s face turned pale and became noxious at the taste of her by-products as his nose burned, eyes red, watering at the foul odor. His stomach churned as his brain identified the stuff he was inhaling as a health hazard and compressed his stomach, and despite it all…one word could be heard through his muffled voice.

“I give up.” He said softly to himself, 15 seconds into the fart.

Tanks were being flipped over the freeway like matchboxes in the wind and the soldiers were all being blown away. Some closest to Jade’s ass were simply blown apart into pieces as the winds were not strong enough for their bodies to withstand. Military jeeps and vehicles alike were not withstanding the power at all. They flew around as if a tornado had struck the region and the gas from Jade’s fart was covering neighborhood after neighborhood as her sound barrier-breaking sounding fart continued past a half minute and finally climaxed into a silent hisser that was only the cherry on top of the beauty of a fart. Anyone in Santa Clarita who was still alive could taste a little of the digested bits of egg from her breakfast and the heavy protein content from her meal, this was a girl who ate generously and produced as much digestive byproduct in return. Soon, everyone in the lower Antelope Valley could overwhelmingly feel chemical burns in their nostrils from the methane. A half dozen fires began igniting almost at once from the surge of methane into areas where the damage from the gas had ruptured buildings and started fires, the methane just helped. It was a lot of what was going on in Fresno and Bakersfield as well, only that wasn’t too noticeable to the girls then.

But it was Christina behind her that surprised Jade the most. Looking up to Christina, who continued to back away as Jade remained crouched down with her ass pointed to the southeast, her nose was burned, and eyes were watering from the chemical burn of the fart. It was a sight to behold…after her fart was finished she had stood up and viewed the damage on the ground. Even at her puny height of 850 feet, the freeway was laid waste with a thick layer of the most toxic brand of gas to have yet been produced. This made the Bakersfield Fart seem like little on Jade’s scale as her gas was toxic and deadly. People were dying all over from the wretched stench and those who weren’t too close were still injured or put into comas from the damaging impact of the fart. Giggling, Jade tried to act as cute of a girl as she could, waving the air behind her ass as she felt the hot gas flow all around her.

“Oh how silly of me…where are my manners!”

“That was incredible Jade. I didn’t even have to do anything. Gold stars for you all around, you took care of both attacks from the military.” Christina said with sincere praise for her friend.

“I know, I’m just burning inside from the gas, I can’t wait until lunch, I think I can still win the day.”

“Yeah…we’ll see about that.” Christina said as she started to walk ahead of Jade, stepping on wasted tanks and dead soldiers as she tried to keep her nose shut as she wafted to the thickness of Jade’s massive fart. Jade was smiling all around as she found her strength had returned, but she had noticed one thing about Christina as she turned her head before she walked off. It was a smile.

“No way.”

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It was impossible really, but Christina had just unleashed another SBD of her own. It sounded like the tongue movement from a snake, hissing its way out from Christina’s bottom as she dropped her silent bomb. The fart had been released for nearly a minute. For each of those seconds, it felt like a hot flame was burning out of her ass, seeping a gas that was growing more sickening with each passing second. The green gas filled the valley and fought in an instant struggle with jade’s pungent gas to create a stench so sinister, Jade wasn’t even going to take a whiff of it. Even Christina had no idea yet just what kind of monster she had released as it burned like the sun out from her anus. The 1,200 foot tall girl was smiling even more as she approached the interchange with Interstate 5 and Route 14 as she felt the sauna-warm gas air. Her sweat increased as she felt the warmth of the gas go up her shirt and across her body. Jade was ready to gag as she began to smell what was coming out from her Christina’s ass, it was despicable beyond belief, and the best part was that Christina hadn’t paid any attention to her gas’s impact, even on her giant friend who just took the military to school with her gas.

“That is sick!” Jade yelled as she quickly started to walk ahead of Christina, who started to smile as she took a whiff of her gas. It was such a minor big-time fart to her; she hadn’t even realized its impact on Jade. She was now walking side by side as Christina felt the residual impacts of her silent bomb finally lope off. She was still so full of gas and power it really wasn’t funny. After their demonstration of power against the military, both girls knew that the world wasn’t ready for what they were going to do. They walked on top of the Interstate 5 freeway as they headed through Newhall Pass between the San Gabriel Mountains and the Santa Susanna Mountains. Before them laid the San Fernando Valley and the Greater Los Angeles Area, ripe for the girls to unleash their lethal arsenal of flatulence.  The stood there at a distance as they could hear people moving around, screaming with cars blaring their horns and helicopters and planes moving around, it was a city in chaos, and then that smell of burning rotten eggs reached the noses of both Christina and Jade.

“Hey Jade?”

“What?”

“I just farted again.” Christina laughed as she began to feel the silent ass gas leave her behind.

 More smelly wind wafted around the area of the girls as Jade was quick to pull out on her phone that there was a restaurant nearby that they could visit for lunch, a Taco Bell. Both girls smiled as they thought of the prospect of Taco Bell on their digestive systems, the stench of pure rotten hell and fermenting shit hovered over the pass as the green gas was starting to fill into the very beginning portion of the valley off the 5 freeway. That’s when Jade’s eyes began watering as she looked over at her larger.

“Christina, God damn it!”

“Sorry.”

The two girls walked over to the street on which the Taco Bell was located and Jade sent a list over via her phone over to Tim’s smaller phone of what food they wanted. They had discussed the issue while walking toward the city and were pretty set on what food they would want. Tim acted as an emissary between the two giants and the rest of the world, so it was rather odd to see him walking into the restaurant like any other patron. By this point, it was a wonder that there were still people in the restaurant since the news of the giants reaching the Valley had been alerted. As it were, the manager, an older man with an attitude, was about to let ever go. He already was about to send Tim on his way when Tim demanded that he hear his order.

“Trust me; this will be your biggest order ever.” He said with a smile as he took the list and began reading the list. The menu called for 30 bean burritos, each. 25 black bean burritos, 10 burrito Supremes with meat,  10 soft tacos with beans in them, five bowls with black beans and rice and five bowls with pintos and cheese on them, along with two large soft drinks. 

“Who the hell are you ordering for son?” The manager asked as he thought about the potential cost. Just then they heard a booming voice that was as strong as thunder.

“Hurry up there Tim!” Jade cried out as the manager’s heart started pounding. He stood there for a minute as he thought about who the clients were. He then shook his head and refused to make the order. He had already heard about the stories of the two girls and knew it would not be a good idea to make this food. Outside, a crowd had already descended on the two girls as Jade was quick to lie down on the ground with her face pointed to the front of the restaurant, allowing for the manager to see part of her face, giving more fear to him.

“If you think that I’m going to assist in what would likely be the mass murder of millions of people here…no way.” Soon after saying that, Jade had gotten back up and was standing over the Taco Bell along with Christina, who was willing to wait for the food.

“How about I let the girls know that they could just kill you now. They are still a little loaded and I can promise you that your staff will not be harmed and that everyone can leave once the order is completed, I’ll bring the food out to them and everyone can go.” Tim looked around at the other workers and was kind of amazed to see that they were all nodding their head in approval of the idea. The manager though was still not having it and he outright refused.

“Have it your way….now let’s getting working folks, we have a couple of hungry girls to feed!” Tim said, as if he were leading the food. As strange as it was, plenty of the guys working there were more than happy to serve such worthy patrons. For once, two beautiful girls eating their food, the world today would remember the efforts of these workers, and the food they prepared that day would lead to some epic bouts of gas, but what’s a small price to pay in such a religious role.

The manager of the restaurant walked out in protest out the front door of the Taco Bell when he looked around for the giant girls. His mind was in all sorts of places that he had no clue that the girls were right behind him. He quickly walked down the sidewalk to another parking lot where he had placed his car. As he was walking on the sidewalk he felt the ground quake and heard something coming down on him. It happened so quickly he didn’t even realize what had happened; Jade was sitting down on the ground and on top of him.

It was very quick for her ass to come down on top of the manager. He saw as he looked up at the last moment the makings of the letters A and D on her silky panties. He gazed up at her beautiful ass. Although Christina was the biggest of the two, Jade had always had the greatest ass amongst the two and it was surly the biggest that the manager had ever seen. Her panty-encased ass got closer and closer and her cheeks started to spread so that he could see the inside of her crack. With over 50 feet of prime rear real estate in front of him and behind him he fell on his back as he began to feel the coming down of her ass, it was a near perfect hit, he would be face up against her asscrack. Her asshole was still some 30 feet up her deep asscrack. In the matter of only microseconds he felt the earth shake with a grand fury as he was knocked out by a thick fabric roughly four feet thick, it was the lacy surface of Jade’s panties. Her buttocks covered the immediate regions to the right and left of him, creating craters in the ground while his potion of the ground was left untouched, only the fabric of the panties were bearing down on him, holding him firm into place as his eyes were left in the dark and watering from the ramifications of Jade’s previous farting. Pressing against his body was the soft but thick layer of panties with various holes sticking out at various spots. Right across the middle of his body was a slightly thicker layer of fabric that went down the crease of the panties along what would be her asscrack.

Christina had sat down nearby, with a large opening about 200 feet separating both butts of the two girls. A news crew had arrived and were ready to ask the girls a few questions about their adventures. The crew was made up mostly of Hollywood insiders who made a habit of interviewing celebrities. Now they had two gigantic girls, with Christina at a height of 600 feet while seated with Jade around 400 feet tall, also while seated. They moved around only a little bit as they wiggled around. Jade continued to communicate on her phone as Christina looked around at the attention. The reporters were asking the basic questions about how they came to be giants and some of their experiences so far.

“What do you say about the gas hovering over the valley? Was that really your doing?”

“Oh yes, we were just having a light jog and got a little gassy. Eggs will do that to ya!” Christina said laughing as Jade joined her in the revelry.

 “Gassy? So those were all your….gas attacks then?” Another female reporter asked, trying to be polite around the words.

“You mean farts…yep, those were our farts. We’ve been farting a lot.” She said laughing as the reporters all looked at each other. They looked over to the Taco Bell and asked if they had gotten something to eat there.

“Oh yeah, we’re having Taco Bell for lunch. Lots of burritos, tacos and beans…it will be yummy to our tummies….are large tummies that is.” She said giggling as Jade was looking down at the restaurant, getting a little impatient on the food that was being produced.

“But won’t such food give you guys both….gas?” One male reporter, thinking carefully as he asked that question, asked. The realization had hit everyone as the girls both laughed at the impending doom that fell for Los Angeles. Jade finally broke out of her silence and bragged about what was about to happen. Christina smiled on as she nodded in agreement.

“Yes. The Taco Bell will give us gas, lots and lots of gas. We are going to be letting out BIGGER FARTS, LONGER FARTS AND SMELLIER FARTS! We are going to be farting so much the damage we left in the Central Valley will be nothing, the smog that hovers over this city will be nothing compared to the wave of gas that we are going to create. You guys better get going, because we are known to clear entire buildings with our farts after eating Taco Bell, and we are eating more of it today than ever before. And the best thing is, no one’s going to stop us. We are going to eat the Taco Bell and we are going to fart! Deal with it.” She said as the two girls descended into giggles as the news media looked as if they were told that a bomb was about to go off in their area, and they weren’t far off.

“Ohhh…finally. Our lunch is ready!” Jade said with the happiness of a starved girl as she saw Tim wheel out on two roller carts five trays full of food, for each girl. He took the trays off the trays and walked into a nearby shopping center across the street from the Taco Bell. He had to create some space for the trays and food to expand when he applied the growing potions to them. Once they were in position he sent a quick text to Jade as she smiled a little and he applied the potion to the food and the ten trays with food started to expand as they took over a vast region, about ten blocks each were being covered with a trey full of food. On each tray was all the food that was ordered for the girls, there were about ten extra burritos made for each of them, a tribute to the two gassy goddesses.

“Well, time for some good, big farts!” Jade licked her lips as she looked at the tray and pulled up the first burrito on the far left side of the tray. Each burrito was about 50 feet in length with a width of 15 feet. The individual beans in the burrito were about the size of a bicycle. Jade took the burrito and quickly scarfed it down, before Christina had any chance to take a bit out of hers. There was then a rumbling sensation around the region as Jade had a big smile on her face.

“You’d better make a little room.”

“Why?” Christina quickly watched with shock as she saw Jade’s body begin to expand in her seated spot. Jade moved her tray around a bit as Christina was quick to moves hers. Jade giggled up a storm as she felt her ass get bigger, expanding by nearly double in size of what they were, with an ass that covered a full 300 feet worth of territory, even raising her body a little higher. Her upper body was pushed upwards as her chest pushed out even more, extending to 100 feet out from her body, continuing to be supported by her expanding bra, which increased a vast magnitude of cup sizes to increase her additional bust. Her ponytail got bigger as her head began rising above the level of Christina’s and further up into the air, stopping to the point that she was over a head taller than Christina while seated. Her legs stretched out by so that they were a leg and a half longer than her previously bigger friend’s. All in all, she was now about 1,700 feet in height, 500 feet taller than Christina; her growth spurt had been successful in making her bigger.

The Taco Bell manager who was pressed against the ground was still alive despite the enlargement of Jade’s rump. The panties grew larger than as the space between her cheeks expanded. He looked further up into her expanding asscrack as he felt the first onslaught of a little gas seeping through her butt, it already smelled like a sewer where he was at. He cried and prayed as he knew that he was more than screwed as he continued to be pressed onto the pavement by the now seven-feet thick fabric of Jade’s lacy panties. Even if they were light to her body, they were slowly pounding his body down to the ground.

“Looks like little Jade here has had a growth spurt!” She laughed as she felt a big surge of gas form within her stomach. Gas was already being produced inside her newly expanded bowels, in only the matter of seconds, the sinister gas was already being pumped through her intestines, now miles long in distance as she felt the gas appear near her asshole. She pushed her two hands onto the ground behind her body with her muscular arms positioned uptight. She then focused some of her weight on her right hand as she leaned her ass very slightly to her right with her left asscheek rising upwards just a little bit. The Taco Bell manager could feel the ass move as he felt the lacy fabric of the panties around but still not enough for him to escape. It was a surprise that he had even made it this far.

“Oh God…I don’t even want to know what this will sound like.” Christina said as she started to eat one of her burritos, only to feel the ground rumble from the massive and bubbly fart that Jade was starting to cut, it was a fart of extreme power and intensity, not bad for a 1,700-foot tall teenage girl.

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“Wow! That was a big one!” Jade laughed as she felt the 50-second monster roar out of her ass. The fart rattled the entire northern part of the Valley with a quake that was stronger than the 1994 Northridge Quake and created a vibrating sensation on her butt with her panties that caught her a little off guard. The Taco Bell manager of course was quick to not survive the onslaught of the gas, with 1,000-mile per hour winds blowing his body into the concrete; he was turned into a gooey mess on Jade’s panties from the atomic blast of her fart. The smell that was being produced from the gas was as deadly as ever. The stench of rotten beans and cheese filled the entire valley as the yellow and brown haze of some of her stronger farts began to circulate around the area, filling nearly the entire San Fernando Valley. The stench was so bad that even Christina could taste the farts; it was as if she was eating burritos herself. She could feel the warmth of the fart and it was leaving burning sensations throughout her body, and then of course, she heard the farts, the echoing blasts that rang throughout the valley against the walls of the mountains on the side. All coming from a gigantic 16-year old girl who was releasing this blast of a methane explosion. Most impressive of all, Jade had only eaten one of 50 burritos, on top of all the rest of the food, but the gas continued to circulate as Christina had to remark about the gas.

“Jesus Jade, you got your gas back I’ll say!” She said as she tried to inhale her friend’s horrid stink. The gas could be smelled over into parts of central Los Angeles, alerting everyone that these girls meant business.

“A big girl’s gonna rip some big farts!” Jade said as she began to eat her second burrito. Christina shook her head as she began to dig into her food. Tim had to get back up into Christina’s cleavage so that he could survive the horrible gas that filled the area. It stunk of a much deadlier gas than anything that Christina had produced, and it was only one fart from one burrito, with more burritos going into Jade, plus the other food the rest of the Los Angeles metro area was utterly screwed. Of course gas brewed in Christina’s stomach too. It took about 30 minutes for the girls to eat their food as the gas began to brew, it was an explosion of bacteria and gas that was unlike any other produced in any human, including these two in their past.

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A thunderous burp erupted from Jade’s mouth as she was more than satisfied from the vast Taco Bell meal, filling her stomach up to beyond full, she would be loaded with farts, a whole ton of farts for hours. Next to her, her 1,200-foot friend pushed out a belch of her own.

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“Not bad, but I was always the belch queen!” Jade said as the two girls stood up, for the first time they realized the size difference. The top of Christina’s head now reached Jade’s neck with Christina’s eyes peering deep into Jade’s creamy cleavage.

“Your burps are definitely smellier…but how did you get so big?” Christina remarked as she noticed that Jade’s burp stench was stronger than hers. To confirm her height, Jade was quick to use her phone and get a somewhat accurate reading of her height, confirming that it was just over 1,700 feet.

“Not sure Chrissy, but like yourself, I am getting bigger too. Perhaps I can have some bigger farts than earlier.” They both padded their stomachs as they allowed for the gas to ferment in their stomachs as they detailed their battle plans.

“Alright, I’ll take I-405 south toward the western part of the city while you take I-5 to the southeast toward downtown.” Christina said, still believing herself to be in a bit of authority.

“Chrissy. Dear old cute Chrissy, we are in Southern California, you meant to say that you’ll take the 405 to the west and I’ll take the 5 to downtown.”

“This isn’t Southern California Jade. This is a space for our farts to fill up. No more than a room full of people, a room that’s about to stink a whole bunch….COUGH….COUGH….COUGH…..Fuck me!”

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Christina said as she started struggling to breathe. Jade was laughing her ass off as Christina felt the air around the two girls warm up, yellow gas began to pollute the skies as Jade revealed that she was pushing out a beautiful Silent But Deadly Fart.

“I’m already there with you. Filling up my room with my farts!”

Jade laughed up a storm as Christina started to stumble around the area with the pungency of Jade’s silent fart, this was an utter beast. After all the bad farts that she had cut throughout that morning, it was hard to say that this fart was worse than anything that had been released, but she pushed out this 30-second silent blast with more force than most of Christina’s bad blasts. Fiery winds blew out of her ass at a clip that was beyond any kind of wind the earth had ever known. Winds were being affected within a ten-mile radius of Jade as this sudden surge of hot, girl-produced flatulence was changing the air composition. Christina continued to gag as she found her own mind going all over the place from the surge of sulfur from Jade’s fart, but the was about to make a bad mistake, she fell to her knees, putting her face at the same level as Jade’s butt, while the fart was STILL being pushed out.

She was blind sighted by the deadliest aroma they had even Christina had ever encountered. Her eyes felt a powerful sting as the hot winds were enough to blow Christina’s face and burn it with a power as strong as the sun; at least it seemed like it. It went up her mouth and nose and into the brains and she could only smell the rotten eggs and beans of Jade’s potent stink. Even if she was feeling only the last ten seconds of the fart, it was an embarrassing situation, almost like she was kissing of Jade’s ass. As the fart ended she was knocked unconscious by the killer fart that Jade had laid and fell down to the ground, shaking the ground as she was falling face first against the ground, covering a decent amount of territory. Even Jade had to back away as there was a growing cloud of yellow hanging over the region. It wasn’t even her worst SBD but it was a doozy and it had chemically damaged Christina’s sinuses for a while, not to mention permanently scar the surrounding area.

“Fuck that stinks!” Jade said as she pinched her nose. The sad part about not wearing a shirt was that there was nothing to cover her nose when she began releasing these ginormous and vile farts into the atmosphere, and her stomach was now loaded, and getting reloaded. All that food from Taco Bell could fuel her house for perhaps a whole day, now it was to be unloaded on the second largest city in the United States. She knew Christina would be back up, but she wanted to make the first strike into the city. All around her she can hear the panic of people, trying desperately to escape the chaos around them. But she was way too dangerous for anyone to survive. She took her first step onto the 5 freeway south of the split from the 405 and felt a small toot leave her rear end.

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“Oops…a small one came out. Sorry about that.” She said with her trademark sarcasm, ready to spread her stink throughout the region. The stench was as violent and severe as her previous one. A small cloud of gas was created just from that fart, joining the already expanding cloud of her SBD. To give an idea about the coverage of the stench, it was taking out nearly the entire San Fernando Valley. The gas headed north back up Newhall Pass to merge with the odor of Christina’s previous fart, along with Jade’s roadblock-clearing fart. It traveled west past the Northridge area and south to Van Nuys and east against the foothills of the San Gabriel Mountains. It was merging with the L.A. smog and creating an odorous cloud that was starting to cover the blue skies above the atmosphere. Most of L.A. was still having a clear day, but the yellow and brown gas that Jade Lee had produced was moving closer to the Santa Monica Mountains. Those watching from Downtown Los Angeles had to look at fear as the fog of gaseous death was slowly making its way there.

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“Ugh…walking farts…and they all stink like hell!” Jade said loudly as she chuckled to herself about the continuous stink. She was only near the intersection between the 5 and the 170 and her every footfall was producing another small fart out of her beyond-full stomach. And these small farts, very small farts, only a small release with much more wicked wind lying behind her anus. Jade looked down at the chaos below here and was now starting to see what Christina was enjoying as she walked through San Francisco that first day.

Jade stepped off the 5 freeway and started to walk down the concrete surface of the 170 freeway, the Hollywood Freeway. Every few steps from her included another juicy but small fart from her ass. It was inconceivable just how much little of her gas was actually being released into the atmosphere, but it was still enough to clear out a wide area full of her wicked gas. The area hovering around her ass had the most intense portion of her foul gas, but on the level of the ground the gas was still bad enough for force people to pass out at the very least. Cars were getting smashed with her ever footfall as people got out of their vehicles and tried to run off the freeway and into anything that wasn’t going to be stepped on by Jade. Her feet stretched for 250 feet with a width of 95 feet as she pressed into the concrete and made the road unusable for anyone to use.

After a few minutes of walking down the freeway, with another five small but potent farts to leave her ass, leaving a distinct yellow trail that followed the freeway north to the spot where she began her rampage, she found herself at the Hollywood Split interchange with four major freeways spreading out from around her. She stepped on a couple of bridges carrying highways over the interchange as she looked around her to the south.  She could see several of the movie studios and their associated areas from eyesight and thought about releasing a showstopper of a fart. In the distance closest to her though was Universal Studios. She moved herself over some of the warehouses where the shows were being filmed and took her panty-clad ass and hovered it right over the heart of the amusement park. It was as jarring of a sight as ever before, seeing those lacy Jade panties hover some several hundred feet above them, blowing a little residual gas over them before the show was about to begin. But Jade saw nothing in this, she was having fun.

“Taco Bell, do your worst!” She giggled loudly as she pushed open and released a masterful and gargantuan fart.

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What was among Jade’s best fart up to that point had received liftoff, and it was combination loud blaster and thunderous sound monster, going from a deafening sulfuric blast to a rolling current of rotten wind. The 50-second fart had taken a lot of energy for her to produce and it was a great power of a fart that expelled tons (quite literally) of that yellow gas throughout the theme park and the surrounding studios, creating a fog that had settled in on the famous Courthouse Square from the Back to the Future films. Those who hadn’t passed out yet were coughing and gagging as they pleaded and begged for mercy from the giant 16-year old Flatulent Goddess.

“Bet you’d never expect Godzilla do that….” Jade trailed off as she felt another surge of gas and she stood back up as she picked up her right foot and leaned in one direction to push out another violent blast.

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A much thicker layer of swamp gas emerged from Jade’s panty-covered behind as the foulest gas yet had started to seep out from her ass and infiltrate the already polluted region. Yellow gas moved up and down the streets and past the buildings and trees that hung around the northern side of the Santa Monica Mountains. Even those who had thought about retreating underground to avoid the gas with the North Hollywood and Universal City subway stations felt the hot and smelly winds of Jade’s lunch attack them and bring them to their knees. Scores of people were now starting to throw up in the area as numerous cars were crashing into each other from fleeing residents who could not keep up with the sudden change in air composition, from a pleasant but familiar smog-filled air to Jade’s own eggy-smelly fart fog.  A smell of rotten vegetables and cheese flowed throughout the southern stretch of the region with a stench of shit and eggs mixed in to form an ultra-putrid smell. Even the city of Burbank a few miles to the east was being filled by the retched stink. Waving the air around her, she was ready to rename herself.

“Forget Godzilla….I’m Jadezilla, the Farter!” Laughing she waved her arms around as she hovered down toward the buildings on the Universal Studios lot and she caused additionally strong winds as she hovered in and took in a fine sample of her flatulence.

“And I did momma proud!” She said as she stood back up and admired the mess she had created from her gas. It now appeared as if the entire eastern half of the San Fernando Valley was covered in a yellow gas that was all from her ass, gas that was as potent as any that had ever filled any room in her house. Meanwhile, several miles to the north, a sleeping giant was about to wake up.

Christina laid on the ground, knocked out for what would have only been about ten minutes as she could still smell the mean gas that Jade had been passing. There were some people walking around, curious about the sight of a 1,200-foot tall girl lying on the ground. But it was her ass that brought some people around as they were very interested in exploring that blue jean-clad stretch of territory that was part of her beautiful ass. A couple of young teenage boys had moved all the way to a space that was only five feet away from the blue fabric of the jeans. As one could guess, their fate was already sealed. The gas that was pressing forth on Christina’s asshole was at a capacity and she her eyes were opening as she was ready to let loose some of her own Taco Bell-fueled gas. Once she regained the ability to move her muscles, she pushed out that bomb.

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The ground vibrated with great power as Christina pushed out a bit of the built up gas within her. An epic load of stinky gas came out of her jeans as the fart had the impossible task of smelling worse than any of her previous farts. Christina was quietly laughing to herself as she felt the bubbly fart erupt from her sphincter and into the surrounding spots, polluting it with more of her profound power. The two teenage boys were blown away by several miles from the explosive-like winds as building after building in the surrounding suburban-like area had been obliterated as if the strongest tornado in history had gone through. Trees were snapped liked toothpicks and signs destroyed as the winds of this fart were creating epic conditions that no one around were going to survive. This one had smelled more like a 2,000-foot tall skunk, leaving a trail of its profane stench on the valley that spread like radiation from a bomb and allowed for close to a million people to suffer at its mercy. Christina had breathed a sigh of relief as she began laughing even more in the delight she felt from making the region smell of the most nasty fart she had produced that day. Tim, who had woken up nearby, was now moaning in displeasure from the smell of burning rotten eggs and skunk that had found it’s all over. As the smell kept on circulating, he had to walk his way over to Christina’s face, not far from his present location. Luckily he was on the side facing her front whether than her back, or else even he might not have been able to survive her farts.

“Good to be back.” She said as she got up and remained in a seated position as she rubbed her head, acting as if she had returned from a big-time hangover. She noticed Tim on the ground, barely and picked his body up from his small shirt and brought him up to her lips.

“And I’m keeping a closer eye on you Timmy. Do that again, and you’ll be spending the rest of your life in between the buttcheeks…understand!” She said as Tim nodded his head as if he was a kid being caught doing something wrong. What Christina had already figured out was that he had put some of Jade’s growth formula inside her food to cause her to grow even bigger, and now Christina had to play catchup. She stood up, a little taller than she was even before and looked south to where Jade was now just starting to walk along the 101 freeway through the Cahuanga Pass toward Hollywood. She looked to her right and remarked about the fact that she was slightly higher than Mount Lee, not named for her of course, and the fact that the famous Hollywood Sign was only as high as her ass made it seem much better. Once she was standing in the Hollywood District, the sign was still as high as her 900-foot bust. The top of the mountain only made it then to her chin. Her legs stretched taller than any building in the city, and any building in the world at all. As it was, she was now as tall as the tallest building in the country. Her ass continued to protrude outwards like two massive globes of prime girl butt meat, encased in her lacy Jade panties. Above her sharp and tone body held her two breasts, each with a piece of mammary over 100 feet in width and height, they were larger than multiple houses put together.

Jade had wondered through the pass, letting off two small SBDs as she stunk up the entire area, climbing up some of the Hollywood Hills to emerge herself on the north side of Hollywood. She looked down to the right and saw the famous Hollywood Bowl Amphitheatre. Looking at the historic structure she crouched down closer to the seating portion of the bowl and aimed her gigantic panty-encased ass at the band shell of the stadium, dominating the size of the shell by half. Once she was ready, she pushed forth another grand-sized fart, testing the acoustics of the bowl while destroying the shell with the power of her pungent fart.

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The sound itself, just the sound, was enough to shake the surrounding area, causing boulders to slide down some of the hills and shake the shell of the amphitheater before it began cracking up from the super winds. It was a bellowing fart that sounded like a massive tuba, hundreds of feet high, that was being sounded at the loudest blast. And the stench of rotten Mexican food hung over as the trees were being blown away with leaves falling all around the individual benches and seats being ripped off from the seating area. The smell was foul enough to be felt all the way south to Hollywood Boulevard, where some suspecting tourists had not heeded the warning of the gigantic flatulent girl. But back at the Hollywood Bowl, a smoldering mist of pure Jade Fart Stink hung around like all her other fogs, seeping around the area and claiming all the air.

“Music to my ears.” Jade remarked with an appropriate pun given her location. She gagged a little from the smell and stood back up where she was now looking down at a frightened Hollywood. After only a few steps to the south she was already standing along Hollywood Boulevard at the intersection with Highland Avenue. A shopping complex stood there to her right as she looked down at the intersection. Things were starting to look very small for her as she thought about the next dosage of gas she was going to administer. She felt it was best to lower her ass back down to street level, which still had her ass about 300 feet above street level and pointed toward the west along Hollywood Boulevard. Looking to the east, her eyes could see the very small stars that lined the sidewalks of Hollywood Boulevard and the various mid-rise buildings that lined the busy tourist corridor. People were still hovering around her as was in a crouching position, looking down upon the tops of the buildings as both her feet were pushed together and covered the entirety of the street. Her lower legs brushed up against more of the buildings until her knees were above the rooftops.

She moved her butt around as she saw the people around the area scream in horror at the sight of such a large booty and without warning or anything; she opened up her anus and let loose a ghastly bomb of gas that was sure to cause permanent damage to the Hollywood and Highland area.

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Jade was all smiles as she unloaded a minute-long bomb of gas onto the region. Her ass once more warmed up with the power of a supernova that she had dropped there. This was an awe-inspiring, building-rattling, ground-shaking and ear-piercing fart, one of grand power, even worse than the one in the Hollywood Bowl. To rank these with the term “fart” would be too much for anyone to consider, these were up and way beyond what any typical fart would do. Jade’s stomach had continued to gurgle as she expelled her inner gasses. People everywhere were passing out from the smell of sulfuric, rotten egg-smelling, methane gas that blasted out of her rear end. She had closed her eyes tight as her lacy panties grew super-hot from the harsh wind. Windows all around were being shattered; some nearby her ass were even melting from the burning hot gases. Tiles off the roof of the Chinese Theater were being blown off as Jade’s gas was setting in where the celebrities had their footprints. Palm trees throughout were blowing almost at 80 degree angles from the incredible winds of the fart and many were being knocked over just because. Anyone who had stuck around in the Hollywood District was regretting Jade’s meal of Taco Bell that day as they could taste the fiery-hot sauces with every breath they took and every mouthful of “air” they had. Jade couldn’t help but to laugh as the blinding yellow gas covered the street for blocks on end, even those in West Hollywood were starting to choke and gag on her horrendously-smelling fart. She waved the air around her as she took in the prevailing aroma.

“I’m ready for my close-up.” She said laughing as she saw people several blocks to her east trying to get her attention. It was a group of rather horny males who were mesmerized by the site of the farting giantess, but it was one sigh in particular that was made of more of bet than anything else, the sign read “Light this!” She looked over and saw that in a very quick manner they had closed the street and started to light various items on fire, already burning with intensity from the influx of methane gas that Jade had created in the region. She smiled as she already knew that the guys were thinking, and since she was in Hollywood she figured she’d might as well give them a show. Turning her ass over they pointed it straight at the fire.

“I’m thinking of a movie, featuring a giant Jade Lee as your star. You will need to get some more extras however.” She said with a chuckle as she bent down over and pointed her butt in the direction of the fire. Pushing out what was only a 20-second fart, it was deadly obvious what was going to happen.

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The air covering a nearly five block area down Hollywood Boulevard was filled with a release of methane gas that not even a cow farm could produce. Pump into that the other components of the fart, include Jade’s ability to produce more sulfur than considered possible and that air was a powder keg ready to be exploded with the makeshift bonfire in the middle of the road. Anyone on that road in that region was instantly burned to death as the fart interacted with the street to produce a special effect that would make Michael Bay cream himself. The fires burned all the little novelty gift shops along the road and burned the glass windows and palm trees that lined the highway. The sulfur component to her farts only made it worse, it stunk mega bad. It was like the fire wall coming down the tunnel in the L.A. destruction scene from Independence Day except it was done almost instantaneously with the fire burning constantly for those 20 seconds. The only good part was this wasn’t a longer fart, even Jade was feeling very hot from dropping this bubblier steamer of a fart all over the place. The smell of burning rubber, a whole lot of burning rubber, filled the entire district, being caught on fire just made the fart’s smell cover more ground. All the way down to Hollywood and Vine the fart stunk so bad it killed anyone who breathed in more of its stench. People with makeshift air masks were having trouble too breathing in the gas. Jade was quite pleased with the yellow and black gas floating its way down the street.

“Don’t tempt me to light a fart again, next time it may be bigger.” She said with a mean laugh as she thought about what a larger Jade would be able to do lighting her farts. She had heard the stories of Christina lighting a fart, but she had oddly never tried it herself. But she knew that her power trip through the city wasn’t going to last forever. Coming in now down the Cahuanga Pass she turned back and saw, as tall as Mt. Lee herself, Christina Lopez. And she was as mad as ever!

She climbed up the peak of the mountain, which was relatively easy for her, despite the demolishing of hundreds of homes and other businesses. Some movie stars homes were being destroyed by the giant 100-foot footprints of Christina as she finally got to the top of Mt. Lee, offering her a commanding view of the area. Jade looked a little smaller now that Christina was standing up there, as fierce as ever and as loaded as ever, she hadn’t fart yet after waking up so the gas was able to bubble up within her. She began to lower her body a bit so that her ass was pointed in an outward direction with Jade looking on with interest. Christina’s body was raised several hundred feet higher in the air with the aid of the mountain and her ass was roughly at the same level as Jade’s face, even if it was a little ways away from her. Finally, with Christina’s enormous jean-cladded ass in position, Jade realized what was happening, the Hollywood Sign was not far from the ass, this would be the sign’s final seconds.

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Nearly a minute-long fart of toxic green Christina-laden gas was more than enough to make Jade’s recent gas episode in Hollywood roll away. Her fart went blowing down the mountain like a windstorm of astonishing proportions. The Hollywood Sign was destroyed immediately, with the individual letters broken apart and scattered throughout the area. Trees were blown off their stumps as dust was kicked up from some of the dryer parts of the mountain. Homes all around the base of the mountain had no hope of surviving, this was female flatulence and nothing in their well-built structures was going to survive the onslaught of green gas that was coming in. The gas of course stunk just like Christina Lopez after a meal of Taco Bell and that meant that people were going to die and if they were lucky, pass out from the rancid aroma of the flatus.

The gas steamrolled its way in the surrounding foothills and plain to the south of the mountain, Hollywood was furthermore indurated by the noxious stench as the gas went down block after block and did the same amount of damage it had done to other cities. It was not hard to imagine several thousand people dying from this fart, except for the fact that many were already dead from Jade’s gas. Still, that made no difference as the green gas slowly spread its way onto Hollywood Boulevard, causing Jade to gag on the stench and wave the air around her, her best friend’s lethal butt vapors was having quite the impact on the area. Palm trees everywhere were being blown by the winds as if they were pine trees on the top of a volcano being ripped apart. It took a minute for Christina to fully savor her work as she looked below and saw the putrid combination of hers and Jade’s gas on the area, Hollywood would never be the same, but then again, it wasn’t like L.A. was doomed as it was.

“Man that was good!” Christina yelled out as Jade looked up at Christina and was horrified by the sight; she was roughly the same height as her friend, a little taller still but not by much. She couldn’t understand it after her apparently deception. Jade had to take in several breaths of Christina’s gassy madness, which continued to spread throughout Hollywood as she complained about the sudden change in height, she was 500 feet taller than Christina, now she was no more than 50 feet taller.

“What happened?”

“Don’t know….don’t care.” Christina said with her legs crossed as she leaned over to her right leg and picked her left up to let loose another beefy fart blast, lasting for 30 seconds as the above air became seriously radiated with her flatulence.

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With her ass pointed to the west, Christina’s incredible ass fouled up the air for a large region of territory, with just her median-sized fart. The air rumbled like the worst thunderstorm in city history as the gas continued to spread westward, creating its own clouds in the air, something that had previously happened with the Fresno fart earlier back. This created a weird condensation effect where the green clouds would hover over all of western Los Angeles and turn into some sort of storm cloud. And out from those clouds, little droplets were forming, in record time as Christina was cutting this extra toxic and smelly Taco Bell-fueled fart. With that Christina had formed something new and impressive, the ability to create Fart Rain!

The Fart Rain wasn’t the same as droplets of crap that would come out from her ass after an incredibly wet fart, but rather it was droplets of moisture, water essentially, that was infused with the chemicals of Christina’s fart, which mind you were mostly Nitrogen, Hydrogen and Oxygen. Methane was infused in about 10% in her gas and a mind-boggling 1% was sulfur. That last component was the killer in her stench, Jade’s too; she produced a lethal amount of sulfur that was killing people all throughout the region. Without that, people might just pass out or being very put off by the smell. So Fart Rain fell over parts of West Hollywood and Beverly Hills and it created a light mist over the region, underneath the most intense part of the cloud that was forming. It could also be added that the topography of the area helped too in allowing the clouds to congregate in a particular location. Christina was now very tempted to head further west just to toy with those people some more, the rich of Los Angeles, but Jade had something else on her mind, a similar fart of power.

“That’s pretty impressive Chrissy, but try to beat this!” Jade said as she grunted for a moment before pushing out a nice SBD of her own. She was surprised by the lack of noise, but now by the incredible power of the fart.

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About 40 seconds worth of pungent and downright horrible silent but deadly gas came out of Jade’s rear end and she made a unique discovery of her own, she too could produce Fart Rain. Unlike Christina’s cloud of noxious gas which bellowed out to the west toward Beverly Hills, Jade’s went east in the direction of Silver Lake, Echo Park, Elysian Park and Mt. Washington, working its way through the hills and mountains around Glendale until the point that it finally entered Pasadena. It was a pee-colored yellow fog of gas that came out at roughly the same 900 foot altitude that Christina’s cloud entered. It spread itself eastward, carried by the powerful gastric winds of a 16-year old giantess breaking wind. It was like a scene that could only be produced in Hollywood movies, or straight out of the Bible, it was unlike anything seen before, it was a wall of yellow gas that consumed everything in its path, nothing was safe from the damning stench of the gas as multitudes of birds were falling from the sky, if not crashing because of the super-fast winds in the higher altitudes. The tops of the hills, some with lonely palm trees on them were no better, with the leaves blowing long and hard from the rush of gas all around them.

Another strong surge of eggy over-1% laden gas came out as Jade released this truly Silent But Deadly Fart. The more the gas was spreading too, the more the two girls were realizing, this may have just been the smelliest fart in history, it had such a stench, such a foul decaying, deadly stench that both girls had to back away, stepping over minor objects such as apartments, houses and stores to allow for that cloud of doom to continue its rampage over the region. The yellow gas had collided with the green gas somewhere just west of Hollywood and the mist was starting to form all throughout the region. Jade’s Fart Rain was falling in varying spots in a very light mist variety from Hollywood southeast to Downtown Los Angeles and north through the valleys past Chinatown, and through the hills that lead toward Pasadena and the western tip of the San Gabriel Valley. Some traffic still driving along the historic Pasadena Freeway were using their wipers as the drizzle continued to fall. It was smog taken to its more horrifying conclusion, a deadly smog of giant young female flatulence that was terrible to breathe and made the roads a little wet. The girls continued to back away as Jade’s handiwork became more apparent, and even Christina was becoming jealous.

“Damn Jade!” Said Christina as the smell began to get to her a little bit. She was backing up further and further, and Jade following her as Christina was making her way down La Brea Avenue, she was finally tripped up from something behind her and fell backwards onto the colossal rear end, with the gassy end of her butt canon pointed north along La Brea.

“Very nice…isn’t it. I love the smell of my gas hovering over the city, smells like victory.” Jade said with a hearty laugh as she stood up right in front of Christina on the street.

“Smells like something died.”

“Yeah, my farts do have that kind of effect.” Jade said with a laugh as she heard a little rumbling noise from Christina’s direction followed by some grunting. Christina wasn’t even going to waste any more time, she was letting this next one go, and from where Jade was standing, she was about to get blasted with the full arsenal of Christina’s massive flatulence.

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Jade knew she was doomed as soon as the sound of a mega-sized trumpet heralded the beginning of the fart. It was an astronomical-scale explosion that obliterated everything along La Brea Avenue for a couple of blocks past the vicinity of Christina’s rear end. She was seated with her legs spreaded out and knees pointing to the sky, her legs were about 500 feet up in the air from just her foot to her knee, with the rest of her body raising another 600 feet from the air off the ground. For any of the low-rise structures along the busy four-lane road, she towered over them. One could look down the center-line of the road and see the long seem up the center of her fart-torn blue jeans and see just the immense power of the girl, with one of her buttocks taking just one city block to themselves, smashing whatever was in the way, with a girl as big and as gassy as she was, it didn’t matter.

The fart was as typical of an epic windstorm as we had seen from these two gigantic flatulents. The winds blew cars as if they were ants on the ground and sent palm trees and signs flying down the street, crashing into some of the higher buildings in the Hollywood District. It sent another bellowing green fog machine northward with such intensity and humidity that the air quality in Hollywood, went from downright horrible to apocalyptically bad. Windows were broken all around and the gas decimated whatever was left of the people in the area. The firestorm that Jade had created along Hollywood Boulevard was continuing to smell as more smoke rose up in the air, mixing in with Christina’s gas (and methane) along with Jade’s gas (and methane) to create an atmospheric effect unlike any the world had ever seen. Soot from the fire was now settling all over Los Feliz and Silver Lake and being carried with the wind to areas that had just seen the Fart Rain phenomenon take place. The gas’s main effect however was causing Jade to back away, almost to Hollywood Boulevard, just a little bit above Sunset and breathe in the powerful intestinal stench.

“Oh this stinks!” Jade said with her nose pinched. Her bra and panty clad body looked like a distressed damsel as she found herself back at Hollywood and Highland. Christina just sat pretty on the ground for a minute as she continued to fan her vicious green stink upon the region. She was laughing like a maniac as she saw Jade suffer from the gas. But even she knew that she had to get up. Jade was still suffering before she finally bolted on a path toward the west, where the gas was slightly less intense. Jade started to run down Hollywood Boulevard to evade the Complete Cloud of Gassy Death that hovered in a region bordered by Mt. Lee to the north, Western Avenue to the east, Third Street to the south and Fairfax Boulevard to the west., At this point, no one was probably left alive, and even those who had survived the first few onslaughts of gas were likely to remain alive after these most recent farts. And as the stomachs of the two girls continued to grumble it signaled more gas was forming, after a world record lunch of Taco Bell, it was a foregone conclusion that the gas would reach world-record levels as well.

“That’s what you get girl for messing with me. Now let’s play a little bit around here, see how much we can fart.” Christina said in her echoing voice as Jade looked across her way. The girls were looking west since the gas was moving east. Despite the gas that Christina had created to the west, it was already dissipating and moving east, it was the sudden surge in gas from both girls, plus the fire, that made the Hollywood region completely toxic, and it would remain that way for a while. The girls had to see greener pastures and they saw that in Beverly Hills. Jade wondered her way off of Hollywood and ended up on Santa Monica Boulevard, Christina trekked west along Beverly Boulevard. The two girls walked rather casually, both around 1,600 feet in height at this stage as they felt gas in their stomachs. Christina walked by what looked like a giant TV studio complex next to an outdoor mall and hovered her butt over the area like an alien spaceship.

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“Ain’t doing any shopping today….whew I can smell the beans in that one!” She said waving her hands around as she quickly walked off the gastric Armageddon she just laid upon the CBS Television City complex, the Farmers Market and The Grove shopping center. Every feet of real estate in that area was left unlivable as the buildings were crumbling to the bassy farts release. And when all was said and done, it was still a relatively small fart, only 20 seconds in length. Waving off her cloud of gas, she continued west along the street.

Along Santa Monica Boulevard, Jade was walking through a picturesque Main Street-like environment through the heart of West Hollywood. There were a few onlookers from the community that had survived the first bombardment of gas from the 16-year old giant. Giggling to herself, she lowered her ass down toward street level and pointed her massive butt canon on the street pointed to the west. Thinking nothing of what she was doing, she discharged more of her pungent stink in another long and smelly SBD.

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A particular loud, hissy but quiet-to-Jade’s-ears Silent but Deadly fart emerged from her panty-encased behind as the winds, even for a silent fart, was enough to blow more cars and people away like they were dust on the street. Buildings nearby were nearly destroyed and others faced severe façade and window damage. It was a rather localized fart, but its damage was as severe as a strong earthquake. Jade giggled as she felt the hot and steamy gas rise up around her. She had to hold her nose as she quickly felt the harsh aroma of her gas. Yellow gas descended upon the region and claimed its hold over West Hollywood.

“Sorry it can’t be rainbow-colored guys…you’ll just have to do with yellow gas.” She said as she continued walking around. There was a practical purpose for her and Christina lowering their bodies when they farted, once they stood up the air was not as bad. It still smelled of gas and it was going to reek of their flatulence for a while, but it was only at ground level where the gas was truly repulsive. Back to the south, Christina was walking next to what looked like another mall, the Beverly Center. There she lowered her ass so that it was pressing against some of the glass-pained windows on the north side of the building. The curvature of the building was able to fit her ass quite well, and despite most of the exterior actually being of a hardier structure, it ultimately didn’t matter. It took a little bit of work, but her ass was able to lean against most of the building, already causing the structure to crumble under the intense pressure of the giant female pressing her ass against it.

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Another rumbling-like fart erupted from her ass as the glass was shattered as if she were dipping her butt into some water. Stores all throughout the mall felt the sudden rush of 1,000-mph and higher winds blow through, blowing around store items and clothing through the hallways. The few people inside the store was brought to a quick death from the utter putrid stench of the gas as she unloaded another blast that smelled of rotten cheese and meat, there was no hope for anyone in the vicinity of the green cloud of masterful death that Christina had concocted. She laughed as she felt the relief of her gas, but more horribly, she was already feeling her stomach reload and give her more gas to work with, she did eat Taco Bell after all. As the building crumbled and collapsed underneath the gas’s devastation. She looked nearby to her west to the Cedars-Sinai Hospital. Taking her ass and hovering it over the top of the famous hospital as the smell of her recently-erupted gas volcano was still spewing out its toxic stench.

“Hey docs…I think something’s wrong with my ass, I feel gassy.” She said as she pushed out another beast of a fart, actually bigger than the last one and twice as powerful, the building was destroyed rather quickly. A pity really, Cedars-Sinai was ranked rather high in the country in treating disorders of the digestive system.

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The force of her fart was more than enough to push down on the roof of the building and bring it down to the ground, crushing whoever was left inside that survived the gassy onslaught of her nearby explosion. The stench of digesting Taco Bell as usual made its mark on the region as another green cloud of gassy destruction filled the area at the intersection of Beverly and La Cienega Boulevard. After releasing this hefty beast of a fart she had to stand up and admire her pure gastric stench. It was a beautiful fart, and Jade, only blocks to the north as the girls were descending upon Beverly Hills, had to pinch her nose for a minute as she saw the gas, but more importantly, she was actually a little hurt by this latest fart.

“Christina!” She cried out, pissed by her friend’s actions.

“What?”

“That’s Cedars-Sinai; my parents took me there when I was younger to try to work on my farting problem.” She said with her hands on her hips; remember several trips with her parents to that same hospital.

“Yeah….well it obviously didn’t work.” Christina said with a smirk on her face as Jade returned the favor with a smile of her own, and then the sound of bubbly gas emerging from her rear end came forth.

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“Nope. Sure didn’t.” She said with a heavy smile on her face as she felt a bit relieved from this noxious volley of flatulence that just left her ass in a bubbly sound that vibrated its way through the air surrounding the Westside of Los Angeles. The air filled up with Jade’s yellow gas as she waved the air and set her sights ahead on Beverly Hills. She was able to joke around with Christina a little more.

“You know, the doctors there warned me about eating Taco Bell…they said it would give me bad gas.” Jade said with a volley of giggles following.

“Give you bad gas?  Nah….obviously the folks over there would know if it really gave you bad gas.” Christina said laughing as she was pointing back in the yellow cloud hovering over Hollywood. Jade joined in the laughing as she took out her cell phone and did a little bit of photography with her camera. Even as a giant girl, she was willing to share statuses on Facebook about her gassy adventures in the City of Angels. As she finished up she looked over at Christina and started to get a whiff of her misdeeds over the hospital.

“That stuff is tearing you apart too.” She said waving her hand around her face, but that’s when it had hit her, she was equal height with Christina. Using her cell phone, she started down at street level, where the phone itself was larger a storefront and moved it up along her body to measure her height; she was horrified by the results. Looking a little scared, she gasped at the number.

“1,520 feet…how the hell, I thought I was closer to 1,700!”

“Apparently not…what’s my height.” Christina asked as Jade took the phone and measured her as well. It came out to a height of 1,590 feet. It was now equal for both girls with their breasts and butt being similar in size as well. In either case, they were still enormous-sized girls, all the buildings that laid before them in Beverly Hills as well as Century City were all below their knees.

“Another growth spurt for me…let’s head over there to do some “shopping.” Christina said with a giggle as Jade decided to join her. The two girls briefly broke away as they decided to enter the city on different approaches. It soon turned out that they had another case of the “walking farts.” Christina was walking the boulevard-style road of Burton Way with her feet walking down each side of the road and the median with its cluster of tall palm trees passing below her crouch, with none of the trees reaching her knees in height. Small and sturdy, she was tooting at each foot, and it was only a minuscular amount of gas.

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“Jeez…every step.” Christina said as she bit her lip as the stench of the gas. They were small farts, but still enough to clear the region in five blocks of each direction from the spot of her fart. With them alone, there was a zone of her green gas that covered the eastern half of the city. Jade was having the same problem, but it was with SBDs instead.

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“I know what you mean Chrissy…very small, but man are they strong!” She said as the two girls converged in the heart of Beverly Hills. Behind her, Jade left a cloud of her burning yellow deadly gas that traveled its way into the northern half of the city, and all told, there was a deepening yellow fog that hovered over just about everything from Hollywood west to Beverly Hills along the Santa Monica corridor that started its way into the hills to the north. Christina had a similarly sized zone to the south. With the way their gas was colored, it was beginning to appear like the girls were marking their territory. They looked down at the busy center of the town. As with elsewhere, most of it had been diverted, but people were still looking around. Still, the drama really wasn’t with the people in horror along the streets, to Christina and Jade, they were nothing now. Now what was important was the next batch of gas being loaded up.

Christina decided to have some fun. She walked a little bit to the south, a step or two, onto Rodeo Drive, a beautiful palm-tree lined boulevard with a tropical look and some of the most famous and highly–priced stores in the world. Taking her big fingers into one of the storefronts she grabbed around for an assortment of clothing. After looking at the small items she found a pair of pants. It didn’t matter that the pants wouldn’t fit around one of her toes, let alone her colossal legs, she was simply doing this for show. Christina decided to sit her ass down on top of the road, smashing buildings on either side with her butt as she knew the best way to handle this problem.

“Can’t believe you guys…you don’t have any pants for a girl my size, I know what to do with stores that can’t serve me!” She said with her head facing the north and her ass aimed south toward the rest of Rodeo Drive. Using her left hand and arm to brace her weight, she raised her ass slightly and unleashed something even she had been not expecting, a silent fart. Her round, meaty and muscular glutes were now pointed down the street with her butt crack riding the median of the road. It was at that moment that she heard a very small, barely audible pop noise come out from within her pants, of course it sounded much different at ground level.

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The 40-second SBD 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. Naturally this meant scorching hot conditions along Rodeo Drive, which suddenly turned all sorts of green with a thick cloud of noxious gas that broke through the windows and caused the paint on all the walls to crumble. Stores with merchandise that was worth more than even her father’s yearly salary were being ruined in an instant as her gas started to burn some of the clothing. It wasn’t burning it like a fire to wood, but radiationally burning the clothing with an imprint of her gas.  As the fart was oozing out of her, she began to wave the air around her, but soon saw that there was no way around this horrendous fart, no one left alive at least. Jade was looking at Christina as if she had just unleashed death upon the whole city. Even to her, the smell was bad. The bad part about this farting contest was the dedicated fact that both girls were constantly topping each other, and while that was all fun and games for them, it was bad news for everyone else.

“Oh fuck Christina….fuck that’s bad!” Jade said as she backed away, passing over Santa Monica Boulevard and moving into a residential zone, home to some rich houses and such all throughout. Meanwhile to the south, Christina’s silent bombing of Rodeo Drive continued. Trees continued to fly around, along with cars and even some people and pets, nothing could withstand the winds of this SBD.  The smell was truly awful, there was no way around it, it burned her eyebrows and the hair around her nose had curled as her nostrils had to try to accept this putrid wind that her own body had just produced. This was as gut-wrenching of a fart that she had released all day. It smelled of something rotting, something that had been rotting for a week, out in the scorching heat. Sure she had just eaten beans and burritos and tacos and eggs and drunken milk, but there was something truly rotten about this fart that was vile beyond belief. After finishing her fart, she had to stand back up to avoid the absolute worst zone of her fart, and its coverage was spreading like a wildfire. Fires were starting to break off too as her zone of gas from her “walking farts” were being outclassed by this SBD.

“I continue to outclass myself…that sure doesn’t bode well for humanity.” Christina said as she waved the air around her. The whole atmosphere surrounding Beverly Hills was starting to bear more of a similarity with Christina after a good-sized dump than the aura of a high and well-to-do city in Southern California. Back in the northern part of the city, Jade was farting again.

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Christina didn’t realize it at first, but as soon as she saw that yellow haze come out from Jade’s panty-covered rear end, she knew that she had tormented the wrong person. Jade began to giggle to herself as she felt this scorching gas blow out from between her buttcheeks once more. She was releasing these atrocious beasts on all cylinders and it was showing. The air all around to the northern half of Beverly Hills was now fouled beyond use as it stunk in there worse than any bathroom stall in the world. Sewers didn’t smell as bad as the city did with these two girls stinking it up, and the amazing part was that it wasn’t even over.

“Jade?” Said Christina with the look of disbelief.

“What, I’m gassy.” She said as she finished off the release of her extra-powerful SBD. The rotten stench was about 5 times stronger than what Christina had just cut and the central part of Beverly Hills was Ground Zero for perhaps the deadliest, most rotten, foulest piece of air on Earth. Christina couldn’t believe it herself, but she knew that Jade’s gas was still getting worse. Jade then sighed from the mere pressure of having taken in all that horrid gas. And then the smell started to catch up, it was unbelievable, even at her scale.

Her gas had blasted through those lacy panties like bullets and it was taking in a war of the hottest, stinkiest gas known to mankind, cows, cows at their height, couldn’t compete at the level that Jade was now on. As she finished her fart, her nose started to twitch and Jade knew that she had to get out of there! The gas was going to take her too before she knew it and she wanted to get out. Christina could only smile as she had to applaud for her friend’s massive stink. The coverage was to be believed; everything in northern Beverly Hills, west to Bel-Air and Westwood stunk of Jade’s SBD. The gas continued north into the mountains, filling up valleys and taking out more and more people residing in their homes, thinking that being on higher ground was going to help, but as far too many people knew in real life, being downwind from a Jade Lee Fart was rarely a recipe for success.

Jade would have normally retired her pair of lacy Jade panties after a typical day of covering and protecting her butt canyon and its ammunition from the world, but as Christina had found out in Beverly Hills, there likely wasn’t anything her size anymore. Besides, her panties were to become world famous, the most famous piece of clothing in human history alongside Christina’s blue jeans, her panties were covering those humongous asscheeks and it was like a privilege compared to all other panties. The price to pay though was that it involved a lot of sacrifice and ultimate death as the gas was always too much for them. And as the girls passed by the Century City complex, walking briefly from the noxious concoction that the both of them had created in Beverly Hills, with both of their massive farts collaborating to rewrite the air structure in the city, perhaps permanently, Jade let out another walking SBD.

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“Hey, you think I should still see those doctors about my Taco Bell consumption, I think it’s giving me some pretty bad farts!” Jade said with a loud giggle, knowing about her friend’s destruction of the hospital.

“I don’t think so…nothing would cure….COUGH….COUGH….COUGH….God damn!” Christina said as she slumped right over the 405 freeway, suddenly caught in a yellow haze of Jade’s extreme flatulence, she knew that her friend had stunk her a good one right then and there.

“Oh…sorry. I had some Taco Bell for lunch; I tend to get gassy from them.” Jade had said jokingly, practicing that speech that she had to give people often. And she hadn’t eaten any chili yet! After that Jade began to giggle as she walked toward the Pacific shoreline, the girls were now on their way to Santa Monica. The stench was worse than garbage, rotten eggs, and spoiled milk put together. It descended over a multiple-block region of the city as the busy 405 freeway became immersed in the wind, causing all the cars on the highway to get caught up in the gastric stink. The multiple car crashes happened depending on the ability for the drive to withstand the smell, but even a fart being released from over 500 feet up in the atmosphere was making things impossible for anyone to survive.  A large cloud of yellow smelly fart gas started to surround Christina and she knew that she had to quickly run, stepping over houses, businesses and streets like they were empty cans on a sidewalk. After a quick jog she had seen that Jade had stopped with her hands on her hips and a great look on her face. She looked out and saw the Pacific Ocean. She was standing just over the bluffs that rose above the beach of Santa Monica, with the famous pier looking as little as ever to the girls. They decided it was time to sit for a few minutes and the bluffs were as good of a location as any. But Jade had another challenge for her friend.

“Oh hi there Chrissy…let’s see how good your endurance is?” She said with a smile as Christina started to hear it, yes actually hear, Jade’s latest Silent But Deadly Fart.

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Jade was leaned over as her lacy-panty covered ass was tilted slightly upwards so that her strong fecal winds would blow away virtually anything in a ten-block radius away from the top of the bluff. The effects of her silent fart were immediate, Christina began coughing and gagging up a storm where for once, she was staying so that she could take in the smell. Now it smelled like both shit and rotten eggs, but only if they were both on fire, which added a devilish stench of brimstone into the mix, flowing down the streets of Downtown Santa Monica like a coastal fog. There was practically no noise that came out from when Christina blew her fart; it was another pure silent fart. The whole thing went on for nearly a full minute as it continued to bellow out of Jade’s ass. It was like breathing and smelling in fire, only it was a fire produced in the most sinister of forges, created by the production of bacteria within a girl who had the capacity to churn out record amounts of flatus. Jade’s fart was a monster and it spread in its strength and power out from her panties, creating a smell zone that filled nearly the entire town of Santa Monica. The 3rd Street Promenade nearby was feeling the effects in much the same way as the other shopping malls that Christina had farted on. People were dying all over and it was all because of the power of a giant 16-year old’s SBD. Her last fart in a long series of horrendous silent farts.

 “Do you smell that Chrissy?” Jade asked with a gleeful smile as she felt the remnants of her gas hovering around. Christina could only see the yellow fog of Jade’s silent fart and admired her friend’s immense power.

“Yes Jade, it’s horrible.”

“That’s gas…that horrendous gas, the worst gas in the whole wide world, being formulated inside my stomach, it is forming like nothing I’ve felt before, I’m not just producing gas, I am creating it, I am developing more gas in here than ever before. I am holding an immense amount of power within my stomach. What you smell is but a taste of my power, and I plan on using more of it. The world had better accept it, it now belongs to me.” Jade said with a surge of laughter in her voice, an almost scary laughter that even frightened Christina. Her gas had gone down for a moment, but she knew that more was forming; of course, more was forming in Jade as well.

“Dear Lord Jade…that is rank! I mean, even though you are about my size, that is absolutely rank!” Christina said as she tried to remain seated there, but inhaling the foul vapors of Jade’s fart was getting ridiculous. Each wrathful burned the inside of her mouth, as if he were eating the spiciest food Jade could come up with. She could taste the Taco Bell that Jade had been eating, but more than anything, he could taste the beans. Of course, that may have also been her own meal mixed in for good measure. The fart had produced some a masterful creation that it was able to recreate what Jade had eaten, only mixed in with a generous dose of sulfur and methane. She was breathing in and eating all of it, and there was still more of her stinky air to take in. Her nose had been on sensory overload from the raunchy stench she smelled and mouth could taste nothing but shit, or at least airy shit. She was a trooper for having dealt with Jade’s gas for that long of a time, but she was suffering tremendously this time. Christina was thinking back to the fart video she had produced with Tim in the past, a video in which she ate beans for a whole week and recorded her farts. She was now thinking about the times that she had knocked Tim out with her farts. Smelling Jade’s gas at that moment, she felt like Tim. She always wanted to give it its due, call it Jade’s Gas as it properly was.

“Wasn’t that just the best…it’s a nice and dominant smell, smelling of my gases as they fly out west beyond the coast, just look at the trail of my yummy gas over the city…” She said as she directed Christina’s attention behind them, it really did look like some sort of apocalyptic movie with the yellow fog bellowing out eastward. But it was best heard on national TV with a news reporter live along the 10 freeway on the eastern edge of the city, his reporting best described the scene, and this was before Jade’s most recent SBD reached him.

“I am live here along the 10 near the exit with Pico Boulevard and our social media accounts have been buzzing over the past hour from all over L.A. with reports of the two giantesses as they continue their march across the city. Numerous military encounters have not helped at all and at the moment the giant girls are walking unchecked throughout our city. Their gigantic meal of Taco Bell, notoriously known for giving anyone indigestion and gas has been allowing these girls to have gigantic bouts of flatulence, releasing their toxic gas throughout the city. Hollywood is ruined, West Hollywood is ruined, Beverly Hills and Century City are lying in a vast haze of septic stenches that is unimaginable. The devastation that has struck San Francisco and the Central Valley is now here in Los Angeles. Residents everywhere are urged to get as far from the city as possible, we have vast numbers of causalities and fatalities from those who were caught up in the windstorms and inhaling the foul vapors. We’re told that at normal sizes, these girls have the capability to clear out rooms and cause a bit of discomfort with their atrocious bouts of gas, but at their gigantic size the impact is much deadlier.” The reporter stated as he looked at an image of the 10 freeway looking west to Santa Monica. Cars were trying to file down the street as the ground began shaking to the motions of the two girls sitting down. He heard some loud sounds up ahead, but couldn’t officially gage what was being said.

“We’re not sure of what they are saying. As far as things are concerned, they are in their own little world and we are just ants to their world. The two girls have been going back and forth, competing with each other on their gastric abilities, and we are losing down here on the ground. As I’ve said earlier, the Santa Monica Boulevard corridor is a war zone, it may be worst that a war zone, if anyone had ever wanted to know what a biological and chemical attack on the city would be like, this would be it. The damage we have seen so far easily makes this the deadliest day in Los Angeles history; it’s making the ’94 quake seem like a minor inconvenience, at least there wasn’t a foul stench involved with that one.”

“Any way you could describe the stench?” An anchor back at the Downtown Los Angeles TV station asked.

“Well you see this gas mask I have on, it’s barely helping. I can still inhale the stench; it’s like being in a sewage treatment plant really, or on a farm with tons of manure all around you. As we’ve heard through social media all morning, there are only so few words to describe the power of the aroma here. I’ve been sweating as the air temperature has gone up and even droplets of what I believe are water, coming from some of these “gas clouds” have been creating a drizzle like effect. The gas is so volumous and so dense and so humid that it’s creating its own form of precipitation. We are about to head back east to get out of the cloud, but we are told that numerous freeways are jammed, so avoid them if possible, these girls are quick and their gas is lethal, do not kid around with that and….and….” The reporter trailed off as he felt the wind pick up, a lot, from his entire western horizon he began to see it, sand and dust kicking up in an event that could usually be described as a derecho, it was a wall cloud of yellow gas that was part of an atom bomb-like silent fart that Jade was cutting.  The reporter looked over the freeway overpass and suddenly knew his end was coming, he had to report this and do it quickly.

“Guys, it appears that one of them is releasing another batch of gas. It sounds like a roaring thunder, like a series of tornadoes approaching us. Maybe you can see it on the camera, this wall of canary-colored air heading in our direction. The smell is already picking up in intensity and….whew….what the hell does this girl eat….dear Lord you have never smelled this before. It’s toxic…it’s potent….it’s just plain bad. This is a girl with a digestive system that is just plain lethal. The smell is getting much worse and I don’t have much more time….to….ugh….why?! Why dear God, why?!” The reporter finished up as he felt the heated blast of Jade’s gas and stood at the overpass with his cameraman, embracing dead as it came from a 16-year old giant’s Silent But Deadly Fart. Cars were flipping over and trees were blowing all around them, the wind was as strong and powerful as anything that had ever been seen in the area. The guy could already feel his feet moving from the push in raunchy air. More and more the gas increased in speed and in stench before the wall of the yellow gas finally reached his location. A strong enough surge of Jade’s lethal flatulence entered his system and his life was mercifully ended. And Jade could barely notice any bit of a sound back on the bluffs, never to have noticed the catastrophic impact of such a bad SBD.

“I think you killed somebody with that?” Christina said with her nose pinched as the two girls laughed away. As much as they enjoyed their envious position, the view to the west of a blue-tinted ocean gave them one clear impression, they weren’t that big. The Pacific was still a vast giant in their own eyes, but for the moment they had the chance to wind out any of their own lethal wind. The breeze off the ocean was able to purify the air just slightly, which was probably the only reason that Christina didn’t pass out from Jade’s poisonous gas. Tim, still camped out in Christina’s cleavage for a while but he was knocked out from the force of the gas and had just been asleep. Jade was starting to think that having him around them wasn’t a good idea, but she had to find a way to get him so that their food can be enlarged. Of course there was that enlarging formula too, but Jade had it figured out already, they needed to make it to Las Vegas and sleep outside of the city that night, she would even allow for Christina to have some of the formula.

“Las Vegas?” Asked Christina.

“That’s right, let’s make that our overnight…plenty of open spaces around that city to sleep and not be…disturbed.” She said with a slight chuckle as she continued to inhale in the vastness of her stink.

“So what about the contest.”

“So far it’s been a stalemate, I honestly don’t know if either of us will truly win, at least defiantly, and Tim’s being knocked out, I think he needs to be elsewhere, he can still make food larger for us, he just needs to head out ahead of time and prepare the spread for us.”

“What about growing up.”

“I’ll give you half of the remaining formula and me the other half…after tonight, we will never need to take it again.” She whispered a short secret about the formula into Christina’s ear as the two girls giggled again with a bit of an evil-scientist demeanor. Jade had a growing smile of confidence, she had it all figured out and Christina was willing to go again, but there was also something else disturbing her.

“Hey Jade!”

“What?” Jade asked as Christina was quick to lean over to her left with her jean-cladded ass pointed to the right, the resulting fart was enough to bring the remaining structures in Sana Monica down to the ground.

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As Christina was finding out, the best way to counter the effects of Jade Gas is a good helping of Christina Gas. There was an extra smelly component with this one that continued to carry her farts beyond the impossible. The sulfuric content in this bad boy was off the charts and it seemed like she was releasing a good portion of all the gas she had been building up those past few minutes. Jade was caught up in her own stench that she was taken aback by Christina’s own lethal blast. As this 45-second behemoth of a fart was erupting from Christina’s large behind, buildings all around were being destroyed. Even the landmark pier was collapsing into the ocean from the rumbling sensation of   the fart. While Jade’s fart carried a punch for it wind, Christina’s bubbly rumbler of a fart was shaking up the ground something fierce. She received a healthy, perhaps too healthy amount of foul smelling, rotten-egg and decomposing garbage smelling gas straight as Christina was letting her rip. The smell simply wasn’t human, it was beyond human and the haze it created had mixed in with the yellow gas to produce another batch of truly deadly gas, so deadly that it was becoming that way to the girls. It was a green fog that slowly snaked its way out of the opening at the top of Christina’s blue pants and started releasing itself like a plume of smoke being given infinite space to spread. The smell of Santa Monica went from horrible to down-right nasty; beyond nasty in fact it was puke-inducing.

“Well Christina, that’s a sure way to get us back up and moving.” Jade said with a laugh of displeasure as she stood up and began walking to the south. Christina was quick to follow her as the girls were leaving behind another volumous region of stink so severe that no one was going to survive breathing more than three seconds of it without any kind of protective gear, and even with protective gear or a mask, they weren’t guaranteed survival as it was. The gas reached its way north to Malibu and east back across the West Side where their gas was already taking its hold. The gas would eventually dissipate sure, but not after a good long while and with lethal encounters in less than five seconds of inhaling their flatulence that dissipation hardly mattered. The girls were so big and so gassy with much more digesting of their Taco Bell lunch still to go that the only way anyone was going to survive was to simply not be downwind of their gas.

About a minute or two later, the girls had stepped their way into Venice and both of their tummies started to rumble as Jade had another cool idea for a quick test in their farting powers. Destroying a multitude of buildings in the path of her ass, she planted her butt just over the sand right at the coastline, with her feet taking up several buildings a block or two inland. Christina stood around for a moment to see what Jade was going to do, and then she pushed out another long and airy fart.

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Like Moses parting the Red Sea, Jade was able to push the water out in the immediate path of her foul and strong winds and push the water upwards about 20 feet in either direction as she created a path of gas that stretched for 200 feet outwards from the shoreline. The water itself was becoming fouled just from the exposure to the gas. It was a pretty cool effect to be sure, but it was just a teenager wanting to have fun. After the fart died down the water returned to normal, but the air quality was sure much different, mixing in with the maritime stench of the ocean, her gas had an even more extra amount of wretchedness.

“Ocean farts….not too bad eh?” Jade commented as Christina stood with her feet pushing against the edge of the ocean and her ass hovering right on top of the Venice Pier. With her butt just about 20 feet away from the water, the first force of gas to leave her ass was enough to cripple the wooden structure and sink it to the ocean, but her fart did much more.

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The fart sounded like a combination between an earthquake and a plane engine taking off, sloppy and as wet sounding as ever. The force of her fart shook the pier and sent a rippling effect across the water that produced waves up to 30 feet, splashing up against her tennis shoes and rolling up several blocks inland, while pushing outwards into the ocean, contaminating it with more of her gas. The rushing waters made their ways inland into the various canals that gave Venice its name and destroyed homes along the canals with storm surge that was never seen even in hurricanes on the East Coast. The gas was producing an ample amount of condensation from all the humid, bean-powered gas that she was releasing and it sent an aftershock of sound across all the major storefronts along the Promenade of the beach. In the matter of the 30-second fart, she had rendered Venice Beach useless of a community as she had done for Fresno and Beverly Hills. She started coughing as she began smelling the corrosive fart through the region and even Jade was coughing a little. It wasn’t the strongest fart she had heard from Christina, but more than enough to tell her that Christina was in it to win it. Standing back up, she shrugged her shoulders and started feeling perhaps the winner of Venice. Shaking her head as she watched the devastation below her, both girls continued on their way.

The girls were now walking to Los Angeles International Airport, leaving Venice behind in its devastation as Christina was now coming up with an idea of her own. She instructed for Jade to sit on the tarmac of the airport to the south of the several terminals that made one of the busiest airports in the world, and for her to sit on the northern tarmac. People who had been watching the deadly gas cloud to the north were now downright frightened as they saw the girls walk over to the airport. In the matter of only 30 seconds, they had arrived in position with their gigantic asses, covering the width of the tarmacs and part of the length and had their asses pointed in the direction of the terminal.

“Okay, now each of us will fart directly onto the ground to see what kind of impact we can bring to the airport…no lifting the ass above the ground, got it?”

“Yep…I’m armed and ready to go.” Jade said with a smile on her face as she initiated her first attempt. Pressing her butt on the ground, she had to channel up a fart of grand power and bass and she found it immediately. Pressing her panty-encased ass deep into the ground, creating a crater in the airport that swallowed up about 20 airplanes, she began farting.

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The impact of this bombastic fart was immediate, windows were shattered and buildings started to crumble as Jade’s toxic and volumous yellow gas began to flow everywhere in the bomb radius as she pressed forth her fart gas. And even with her anus pointed at the ground, the gas seeped its way through the now basketball-sized holes in her lacy panties to bellow out in thousands of plumes of deadly gas upwards into the air and right at the southern terminals of LAX. The iconic Theme Building collapsed from the underground earthquake was that was bringing down terminal after terminal, all not able to withstand the floor-shaking fart that Jade was letting rip. Back at home, this kind of fart would have shaken the floor in her own bedroom, but not much else, but here, it was sending giant fissures on the ground that crackled along the tarmac in opposite directions of Jade’s ass.

“Oopsies...I’m afraid this flight will be the delayed, there’s something in the wind!” Jade said with a giggle as she again waved her beautiful and extremely potent gas around. Christina was trying to take hold of herself after that latest blast, and she had dialed up a good bomb of her own. Pressing down against her jeans, she let loose a truly loud, mountain-shaking and water moving blast that literally shook up all of western Los Angeles, to understand the magnitude of this was unimaginable, it was over 10 off the Richter Scale, and it was only a 40-second fart,.

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Copious amounts of stinky wind blew out of her butt and caught the world behind her with the force of a nuclear bomb shockwave. There was no way that people would mistake the originator of this latest fart, the sound rattled off the Santa Monica Mountains and blew its stinky grip around the area. The gas may not have covered the entire region, but the power of the floor-shaking fart was enough to create even bigger cracks that traveled for miles up various roadways. At the airport, the cracks were more than five feet apart as they started out as deep canyons 20 feet into the ground, but as they traveled further out they became smaller and shallower. It goes without saying that the rest of the airport complex was utterly destroyed with the power of this fart.  The 10-mile radius of the site of Christina’s ass now smelled of a bathroom, a bathroom after Christina had been done with it. It smelled of the deadly combination of eggs and shit, multiplied by a million and dissolved into a devious mixture that created a dark green haze of gas to blow out of her ass like smoke from a factory, a factory leaking toxic radiation unlike any the world had seen. Even after the fart, green gas was seen flowing out from underneath her, just leftovers that had hung around after the explosion.

“Pardon me.” Was all that Christina could say 40 seconds after she had killed off another few thousand people and inflict billions upon billions of dollars in property damage. Laughing the whole thing off, the girls agreed that Christina won and quickly got up to leave the site before the stench of both of their farts would catch up to them. Walking to the east, they found themselves traveling through Inglewood and toward the Watts area. Girls of their age might be seen as a target walking through bad neighborhoods like those, but Christina and Jade were above all that, and above the racial tension that had besieged Los Angeles in the past, everyone got to breathe in their foul gases.

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More walking farts left Christina’s ass as more green clouds of thick gas bellowed for her rear end. She giggled at the mere fact that she had let loose more of her stinkiness upon the area as well as the fact that she had farted five times in a row. She stopped along with Jade near the massive interchange between the 110 freeway and the 105 freeway. She asked Jade if she could let off that many farts in a row, but her gigantic Asian friend was not able to do all of that. She started to grunt as if she were to release an SBD, and then the worst thing that could possible happen happened, she couldn’t stop.

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Jade couldn’t fart five times like Christina, only once, but what a hell of a fart it. She just stood with her eyes fixated at the Downtown Los Angeles skyline to the north as she performed genocide over all of southern Los Angeles. Through the holes of the white lacy Jade panties she was able to let loose a torrent of gas so thick and volumous she could have filled up San Francisco twice over and killed every resident inside with its intensity. It made nearly every fart that Christina had cut in that city look like nothing. The enormous fart was so thick and putrid; it left her nose dripping with moisture, it created a cloud of yellow gas so thick and so expansive that Long Beach to the south was feeling its impacts, the gas went southeast into extreme northern parts of Orange County and westward to all the highland regions of the southwestern edge of Los Angeles. The fart went on for a two minutes and 15 seconds, it drained all her energy out as she released this potent beast. Even she could not believe just how long this thing went, only a person like her with the muscles she had to push out this beast could last this long, keeping the fart at a constant flow of silent air, blowing out of her as if she heard nothing as it ripped out of her butt as the most violet eruption to have ever escaped a human’s backside. The air around her ass was blowing with a current of air that rivaled the Jet Stream in power.

This wasn’t her longest fart, but a five-minute fart at this rate would have taken out all of the Los Angeles Metropolitan Area, this one was not as bad. However, it smelled bad. Potent would be an unfair word to use, it was worse than that. Pungent? Heinous? Atrocious? These were all unfair words; this fart had surpassed those words. Jade’s gigantic butt began to heat up as she let out the powerful fart, the panties straining to absorb all of the fumes. The smell was a powerful monster that robbed a person of all available oxygen, killing even more people in the entire region; the giant Asian girl was clearing out the black neighborhoods of the city more quickly than any riot could. She was changing the air all around her, forcefully removing it and substituting it with the stench of a thousand building-sized rotten eggs simmering in a pot on the stove. It smelt like burnt meat and vegetables on steroids in that room, along with anything else that could produce such a dreadful smell. It felt like the sun was positioned within her butt and for a minute it felt as if she was farting out the sun.  It was far stronger than any of the other farts she had cut so far as a giantess. This was the culmination of every fart she had cut up to that point.

The fart was truly off the scale, and the smell wasn’t none to better. It smelled of rotten eggs, beans, milk, and her Taco Bell feast, amplified to the 100th exponent. It was too incredible of a smell to even comprehend, this was not a fart that was possible from just a trip to Taco Bell, this was a byproduct of the past day. No one could have been prepared for such a huge and sudden assault. Even Christina was trembling from the length and intensity of the fart; she started to bend down to the ground as she experienced her wind being taken out of her. On her knees, she looked up at her gassy friend, as she continued to push out this fart. The air over what seemed to be most of southern Los Angeles County had turned dark brown and yellow as the air smelled of the stench of Jade's flatulence. Soon the fart was finally over; Jade finally had to take a deep breath as she finished pushing out this behemoth of fart. She took a breath as she thought about the perfect words to say after such a gastric masterpiece. Pieces of art weren’t as good as this and it was like finding the right words to the right scene, finally it left her mouth.

“Sorry.” She said with a slight smile on her face. The words weren’t her best choice, but perfect in this case, she really was sorry for this one and seeing Christina lying on the ground, taking out a whole neighborhood in the process, it was her regret to see her pass out. For once, with the rotten gas filling up the whole area, making her eyes water and her nose running from the noxious stink, Jade really was sorry for releasing this fart. Looking north to Downtown Los Angeles, she had to get moving, she wanted to stink up the city with more of her putrid gas, and even though this gas had to be appreciated for its sheer beauty, power and volume, she had to head away before it gripped her and caused her to pass out. She left the bomb zone in utter ruin as Jade had produced the longest, most deadliest Silent But Deadly Fart in history, and with that gas out of the way, more was forming, loading up her arsenal with even more of her deadly gas.

Walking north by herself along the 110 freeway, Jade started to let loose several of her walking SBDs, which were just mixing in with the coverage of her long SBD further back. The further away from the epicenters the better, but the way Jade was loading up on her gas, there was going to be more epicenters. Each step, every single one from the interchange with the 110 and 105 freeways north to the Los Angeles Memorial Coliseum was a small poot of silent gas out of her ass, crop-dusting on steroids. The SBD farts made no noise, to her, even though they sounded like large explosions at that height in the air. Only Jade Lee could be capable of producing such farts like this. The way Jade was going however, she wasn’t crop-dusting the area, she was spraying Chemical Orange all over, destroying the air quality on the entire Southside of Los Angeles. These farts smelt to the highest level of onions, beans, cheese, and rotten eggs, they were spicy little devils that pierced a hole through her panties as she laid them out one by one. Each of these farts were the devil in gaseous form as far as she was concerned. She had dropped ten of these babies all around in her first ten steps, and one by itself was bad enough to empty out a car in a heartbeat, ten of them in the area was enough to release her toxic gas in five miles of either direction of the 110 freeway, Jade was giggling the whole way to, enjoying the immense power her farts was having, she had the whole world unchecked. As she passed by the campus of the University of Southern California, another two SBDs left her behind before she looked back and saw some movement from Christina’s large body. But that didn’t bother her, the haze of pure Jade SBD gas hovered over the region so much that it was inescapable throughout a good chunk of the city. The Central Valley of California may have been a solid green in gas, but Los Angeles was becoming more yellow by the second. Jade Lee was taking the city by storm and nothing could be stopped in her flatulent tracks. Well….almost nothing. 

Christina had gotten up from her quick, five-minute slumber and saw Jade walking into the Downtown area of Los Angeles. She felt around her cleavage and saw that Tim was going back and forth from consciousness from the effects of Jade’s gas. She began feeling for Tim, thinking that too much exposure to the gas would be devastating, but someone had to speak as an emissary. But she wanted him to remain safe, but for now she kept him in the cleavage, smothered by her enormous breasts so that there was little air coming in, but that also worked in his advantage as he wasn’t receiving too much of the gas either. His eyes kept on blinking though and more and more he was just enjoying the whole ride, riding in his girlfriend’s breasts was something that many guys had wanted to do. Still, she wanted him to be safe through all of this.

Meanwhile, Jade was now passing over the 10 freeway as she walked down Figueroa Street. Her present height, unbeknownst to her, had actually gone down just slightly and she was just under 1,500 feet. Still, the sight of the giant Jade in Downtown Los Angeles was to behold, there were people everywhere crowding about, trying to seek shelter in the city as they took in a nice gaze of this gorgeous girl. There she stood, the center of attention for all those around her to see. Her bra would have looked industrial sized to a normal person at her normal size, but to this giant female now, the bra had more than enough weight to smash a small building, her breasts were several hundred feet in width each and extended a good 400 feet from her body outward, still held in together by her bra. Her panties too, despite being light in appearance were nearly a ton or so in weight as well. Up beyond her shoulders, her kind and childish face looked with eager anticipation as she was able to look over the tops of all the downtown high rises. The top of the U.S. Bank Tower, the tallest in the Western United States was at the level with her nipples. Even with an angelic face and that cute black ponytail behind her head, she knew what she had to do….fart.

“Hello there Los Angeles. I’m afraid it’s your turn. You see I’ve had some Taco Bell for lunch and that good tends to make me a little gassy. So it’s your turn to…smell my butt!” She said as she pointed her ass into the direction of the downtown skyline. Giggling at the current predicament, people watched from all over and from the high rises as Jade’s ass hovered over the center part of the downtown. She was finally standing at roughly the intersection of Figueroa and Pico. There her ass hung out in all its great glory and on a person like Jade, her ass was glorious. News reporters all said the same thing about the giant girl as she began to see the yellow gas moving out, it was a thick and dense of a cloud as ever and yes…it was Silent AND Deadly.

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“The Giant Girl is discharging her Primary Weapon!” One of the news reporters on the street announced, and even if he was still several blocks to the north of Jade, it was already too late for him. The first downtown SBD of Jade’s had erupted from her ass, and it was a big-time stinker. It was a fart fetishist dream situation, watching this large, sexy teen girl eat a whole lot of Taco Bell like a beast and then start farting up a storm. For perhaps the first time in history, “certain people” were masturbating to CNN. And the smell, well, if smellovision was an option, there was no way anyone watching this could have imagined the terror taken hold upon the people there. This was a gold-medal winning smelly Silent but Deadly fart that lived up to every bit of its reputation. As the 30-second silent hisser had emerged from Jade’s butt, the sulfuric contents of the fart had been kicked up to 11 as they started to produce a yellow haze that had flowed out of her ass like a violent windstorm.

Windows in nearby buildings were already shattering from the big rush in air that felt like a tornado being directed straight at their glass facades.  This haze was starting to fill up the entirety of Downtown Los Angeles, like the previous monster SBD to the south, this was an atmosphere-expanding gas that both rose up into the higher levels where the clouds would form and lower itself down to ground level, where it came it like a whoosh of air that blew people off their two feet and onto their own rear ends. The nearby L.A. Live complex was filled with so much gas that a single spark could ignite the air and burn the whole place. That had actually happened further south in the city where Jade’s killer SBD there had ignited 12 fires already, and those were the ones people were able to report. People were coughing and gagging as he breathed in the shirts but even that was doing nothing to help them. Christina could do nothing but to laugh.

“You guys can’t handle a girl’s fart…then I guess you aren’t going to handle this.” She felt the gas bubbling within her and this one was going to sound a bit different, she reminded the world that while her SBDs had been causing a lot of damage, bassy and loud farts were her thing to, she was the World’s Worst Farter after all.

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It was a demonic beast that roared out from Jade’s steamy hot ass and through her panties, causing her rotund butt cheeks to vibrate under the force of such powerful gas. To her it was a nice fart, not her biggest of course, but still a worthy fart by itself. The sonic blast did a lot more of damage to the downtown high rise buildings as winds of putridness continued to follow their way onto the street and cause all sorts of damage. Jade was thinking about the scenes of Christina farting through Downtown San Francisco which she had been watching on TV and the fun Christina was having, now she was having that fun too. The smell, as one would imagine from a girl with a severe case of chronic flatulence who was still loaded with Taco Bell food, smelling more of the dog shit than anything. She had to fan the stench of her gas that came from gas that was in her full stomach fermenting into a vile concoction of fart gas that was going to be epic. She started laughing as she waved her hands around further to get rid of the potent stench that she had created.

“That was cute, but I bet you guys all want a closer look.” She said with a grin on her face as she heard the few remaining screams left in the voices of the people who were still hanging around. She took a few steps from her current location into the incredible stench that she had already created. She finally stopped around the intersection of 7th Street and Hope Street, on top of the Metro Center subway station, where several people had been staying to avoid the stench. So far they were only greatly inconvenienced by the smell, holding their noses underneath their shirts or pinching their noises, they had hoped that the worst was over. She lowered her body, bending her knees as she aimed her ass straight down the canyon of buildings along Hope Street. Naturally she had destroyed several buildings already in the region, but that hardly mattered to her. Now her ass, already higher than all but one building in the city, was being lowered as it brushed up against the edges of a couple of tall buildings, creating large gaping holes in them. Just by moving her ass she was killing hundreds. But her ass was now about 150 feet off the ground as Jade was positioned almost as if she were to take a shit. It wasn’t a dump, but the fart that came out was just as bad.

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Downtown Los Angeles couldn’t imagine the horror of this latest bout of fart. It wasn’t silent, but it was as deadly as ever. The walls of surrounding buildings as well as the street and the ground all began shaking as an earthquake of a fart had erupted out of Jade’s bum hole, and it was an eruption in every bit of the word. Several buildings right where her ass was stationed had started to collapse as Jade released this mammoth. This was a fart of massive proportions, lasting for a full 40 seconds as her butt flap opened up and flapped continuously as all of this bean-powered gas began to flow out of her butt. The smell that blasted out from her ass was truly appalling, it was horrid, it reeked very much like her shit. As she released this “killing everyone” fart, she felt the gas flow up her nostrils and registered in her brain and it registered as a fart that only she could produce. She felt her ass burning from the incredible amounts of gas that had just emerged in this volcanic eruption of gassy winds. There was no more of this stuff blowing down the street or cars being moved like Christina’s farts in Downtown San Francisco, stuff here was just downright being destroyed, pure and simple devastation, nothing was safe, absolutely nothing.  This gas was getting worse the more the minutes went back, it was paint-peeling gas, it was plant-killing gas, but it was good old Jade Lee gas. She finally had to stand back up before she had exposure herself to the fatal butt vapors. Looking south, she saw Christina had already made it to Downtown, and as she was before, she was pissed and looking…much bigger.

“Hey Jade?!” Christina said with a challenge as buildings crumbled behind her expanded move.

“What’s that?”

“You forgot who the original Farting Giantess was!” Christina said as she moved closer and closer. Jade noticed that the tables had now turned in terms of size; Christina had once again surpassed her by height. While she was out, she had grown a little more, probably now about 1,800 feet in height. The top of Jade’s head reached Christina’s neck; her eyes were fixated at the wobbly pieces of mammary that were now larger than her own. Dressed in the same clothing as the day of the chili-eating contest, Christina was once again as large and massive as before, and because she was out, she was able to reload on her gas.

“What the….how did you get bigger than me?”

“That’s don’t matter…but I get a big one roaring, and you’re going to smell it for once!” Christina insisted as she thought about it ever since getting up from her quick slumber to the south. She had never facefarted Jade before in her life, not directly at least, but now she wanted to do it. Jade however wasn’t willing to consent, so Christina had to do the only thing she could do, sit on Jade.

“Chrissy? What are you doing? Chrissy?” Jade, the beautiful and powerful giantess who was just gassing up Downtown L.A. was all of the sudden feeling Christina’s backside move against her body. Christina was simply backing up, pinning Jade in between several high-rises that were still partially standing and using her ass, which was almost twice the size of Jade’s, she pushed her butt into the crouch of Jade’s body and pushed her down to the ground. The force was rough and dramatic and unlike anything that had happened before. Christina had knocked Jade down to the ground and was sitting on top of Jade’s long body, which stretched for blocks down Hope Street, with her head lying just south of the Central Library. She used a couple of buildings to brace her body as she sat down on Jade’s stomach in a force that was unlike Jade had ever gotten used to. She could feel the weight, the grand two million tons of pure Hispanic girl meat that Christina had on her. She may have been knocked out by Jade’s catastrophic SBD earlier, but now she was sitting on top of Jade’s body, resting on her stomach as she tried to get the latter’s attention.

“There we go…don’t you think that my butt’s a little big?” Christina said giggling as she wobbled her butt on top of Jade. Despite the street’s presence, the girls had destroyed half a block worth of buildings on either side of Hope Street. But that was only the beginning with the fart that Christina was cooking up. Feeling the gas bubbling inside of her with the bubbling sensation Jade was worried about Christina’s gas. She could feel the rumbling of Christina’s stomach, even with her ass covering her entire stomach.

“Okay Chrissy…I get the point.” Jade said as she was trying anything to get Christina off of her body, but Christina was not having any of it. She laughed a bit as she felt the gas finally reach her stomach. Just as she was about to fart, she quickly and violently moved her ass up Jade’s body and in the matter of one second had Jade’s face inside her butt crack, now Jade was worried.

“Mmmffffff!!!!!” Jade cried out as she felt the intense stink of Christina’s butt. She pleaded as her head went deeper into her asscrack right to where here butthole was. He was now in pure heaven as far as his fetish had gone. Around her face were the two largest, flabbiest, and warmest butt cheeks that she had ever seen. Her butt was always bigger than Christina’s but at this size the situation was reversed. And her nose and mouth and eyes were now looking deep into the blue confines of Christina’s butt. She could feel both of Christina’s muscular colossal legs press up against her own colossal legs. Her vision had been nearly cut to black as he couldn’t see anything else around her. But his ears continued to hear various noises coming from around him in the downtown. Around her, she could smell the wondrous stench of her recent bout of gas. The enormity of Christina’s butt led to her ears hearing the gurgling noises of Christina’s bowels bounce off her buttcheeks and even the sound of her heartbeat. She was now at Ground Zero for what was sure to be a mega blastout. For once in her life, Jade was actually fearing a fart, she knew what Taco Bell did for her, she knew what it would do for Christina. Looking up in the air, with her head as high as most of the buildings even in her seated position, Christina was ready to let loose something that was going to be big.

Each cheek was bigger than Jade’s head and surrounded it like two buttcheeks surrounding a thong. With her head straight in Christina’s behind, the only other place her face could see or smell was Christina’s pants and after blasted with thousands of farts by her in the past, those weren’t smelling too great either.  And to make things better, or worse for most, the smell radiating from Christina’s butthole was as staunch as ever. It continued to smell of shit, and of the gassy foods the two girls had eaten. Only a minute had passed and Jade was waiting for the arrival of Christina’s gas. She was able to hear the bubbling inside her stomach through her butt cheeks and she could hear the bubbling, the sloshing around, making noises that grew louder and louder and louder. It all came up to a final point, Jade’s heart began to beat its fastest just as he felt Christina’s twin glutes begin to tense up as they quickly grabbed Jade’s head and kept it firm in place. This was going to be something that Christina was awaiting for a long time. The flexing was the final step that was needed before Christina was going to rip one.

“Now breathe this up for me Jade…this one’s gonna be big!” Christina said with a hearty smile as she felt the gas reach her rectum. Pushing forth, she passed gas.

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While Jade had released the world’s longest largest SBD fart 15 minutes before, Christina had just cut the biggest facefart ever. An epic fart roared out of Christina’s ass as she released the loudest sounding fart she had yet heard. The fart was ear splitting and it was an earth shaker. Jade’s body shook like a rag doll as the entire Los Angeles Basin felt the sound waves of her butt blaster into Jade’s face. But it wasn’t just the ground; the surrounding buildings were all shaking, in fact they were falling down. Los Angeles’s buildings were designed to withstand earthquakes, but not a massive face fart from Christina Lopez. For a full minute, her asshole was oozing with green gas that floated into Jade’s every being, this was the kind of fart that on a lesser person would have either killer her or turned her into a devout fart sniffer like Christina’s father. Her asshole felt like it had gone through a whole lot of sex, but she had had none, it was simply all the strong gas, flying out with a titanic blow out from her asshole, through her war-torn panties and tight denim blue jeans. Those jeans were smelling like rotten cheese, garbage, beans and shit from all the gas she had been passing during that day. As the horrid stench began filling up the basin, a good chunk of it, the eye watering stench had forced Christina out of bed as she started breathing her creation. She felt that her bowels were rumbling as there was a load that she had to get rid of.

Around her, skyscraper after skyscraper was falling down as Christina was pushing forth a bomb that was stronger than 10 nuclear bombs over Downtown L.A. A few of the really tall ones were still standing, but much of their exteriors were blown out to smatterings while the stone and glass buildings elsewhere in that area were utterly destroyed. The initial beginning of the fart began with a cloud of green gas spreading outwards like ripples in the water; the cloud was almost two miles high as it passed through the downtown buildings in an effect that almost made the alien invasion of Los Angeles in Independence Day seem like nothing. And while Jade’s southern L.A. fart had caused over 20 fires, Christina’s was launching hundreds of fires throughout Los Angeles from anything getting into contact with the sulfur. She was pumping over a billion tons of sulfur and methane gas each into the atmosphere, creating a volatile atmosphere that had never before been witnessed. She continued the fanning of her ass but there was no way that anyone couldn’t see the scrunched up face as she had to breathe in all that potent gas. It reeked beyond belief in that area and anyone less powerful than her would have collapsed from the power of the farts she was cutting there. It was an understatement to say that this fart has serious coverage. Naturally it had completely knocked out Jade, who actually wasn’t that accustomed to sniffing farts up close before and passed out some 20 seconds into the fart, but the expanding cloud of green gas completely took over Jade’s yellow gas and this green bomb of putrid Christina-laden gas started to spread in all directions from Downtown Los Angeles, first at a radius of five miles and then ten miles and then 15. Even at Santa Monica, the green cloud of gaseous destruction from this one fart was being felt. After releasing this mammoth of a fart, Christina had to get up and take in the full power of her stink. All of Downtown Los Angeles was in a green haze that looked like smoke, smoke descending upon the entire area, filled with green and producing green clouds that helped to produce some of Christina’s Fart Rain.

“Ahhh…..much better.” Christina said getting up as she smelled her aroma. It was tiring to say that the gas was smellier than the previous farts, but it truly was. The mountains were the only thing from keeping the gas from spreading north back into the Central Valley. God knows what a two-minute fart from Christina would have been like, but it would have probably stunk up all of Southern California.

Standing up to her full height, Christina was now large and in charge, with Jade lying down on top of some six blocks of Hope Street, Christina was a colossus over Los Angeles. Although she wasn’t, Jade looked dead, thought it was almost certain that everyone else was. The top of the U.S. Bank Tower was now at the same level as her ass and those buttocks were beyond stupendous. Her red and white striped shirt, dirtied from its exposure to her foul gas held in the largest chest in the history of humanity, making Jade’s quite small in superlative nature, her chest hung over the entire skyline by several hundred feet. Christina was always an awesome sight; her tight, wonderfully formed calves, powerful, with thick corded muscles hugged the blue jeans and made them a little tighter, as she was a weightlifter in her own way, she could only imagine the strength she had now. Looking farther, at the top her knees, one could see strong out curving muscles that pulsated with each shift of her weight. Her thighs were very thick and well-shaped. Continuing his gaze upwards, along Christina's lightly skinned body, one could only worship her well-sculpted abdomen; her more than generous breasts and finally her face. Christina’s ass of course, was as slightly as ever before, a powerful object that held back the deadliest wind to ever reach the face of the earth, more appreciation of it was necessary. Her buttocks were orbs that were larger than a football stadium; at least one of Candlestick Park would now fit in the ass. Her jeans continued to dutifully carry her ass so that she could walk around with her pert bubble butt hanging out in the air, some 200 feet out from her body. Bigger than just big, Christina had the most incredible tight bubble butt in the world.

Taking a few steps to the north, now following Flower Street through Downtown Los Angeles, she could not take more than five steps before blasting out another bomb, and man was she letting them rip!

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The fart that emerged out of giantess’s butt was nothing short of spectacular. It lasted for a painful 40 seconds as a whole bunch of gas had started to roar out of her butt with supersonic speeds and sounds. There was a vibration throughout the entire basin and the sound could be heard up the coast toward Santa Barbra and south to Newport Beach; this was the force of the power of this ear-splitting fart erupting from Christina’s bowels. Green gas that smelled like…well like a good old fashioned Christina Fart filled the atmosphere as it was being ripped forward.  As for those high rises that were left standing, yeah, they were no more; the entire skyline of Los Angeles had finally been obliterated with that fart. The winds were strong enough to push even the concrete cores of those buildings so that they came crashing down. Building after building, none were surviving the strong fecal winds of the fart. There was no way around this; this was the worst, most deadly, killer, smelly fart that anyone had ever produced. It was a fart of magnificent proportions; it was a fart worthy of praise from everyone. It had soaked her pants with the strong aroma and heat of pure raw funk. It smelled like shit had been sprayed all over the city over and over again and once the fart had been concluded, it only increased in power and strength continuously as it filled the L.A. basin, stretching from Santa Monica down to Long Beach and east toward Ontario refilled it again as the excess fart had caused Christina to gag under his own fart stench.

“Well…L.A. did seem like a big city.” She said with a slight giggle as the gurgling noises came back, she was starting to feel something else developing, something solid. Feeling the gas pangs return she looked around for a bowl-like area to visit and spotted Dodger Stadium to the north. Taking her next two steps, more farts blasted out of her. Four farts of deep length and power, Christina was in Giant Farting Machine Mode!

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Raunchy, loud and beautiful, each fart bellowed out of her ass as she walked causally to the north. She stepped north over the 101 freeway and into the historic heart of Los Angeles. But nothing was living anymore, the green gas continued to increase in tint to a more darkish color, combined with black and brown from the continuous fires that were started all over. The fart’s wind would tip over light posts and signs and the sparks would instantly light up a pocket of air of methane and ignite it into some sort of zonal fire. Walking through Chinatown, her gas was building up to a painful conclusion, a dump that would be her largest ever. Feeling the gas really hurt with her, she fell onto her knees. With the knees crushing the 110 freeway she looked over at Dodge Stadium, but first, her ass was held up some 600 feet up in the air as her calves lined the roadway for some distance before bending upwards at 90 degrees up her thighs to her ass. She was on all fours as she looked at the distance and moaned in pain. The gas was finally catching up to her and she had to blast another one, except her ass was pointed at the Chinatown neighborhood and back to Downtown Los Angeles, completely in ruins. Pushing forth, Christina laid out a truly massive and juicy fart, a real certified pre-dump fart.

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            It felt a stronger earthquake as this tremendous blaster roared out of her ass. It went on and on for about a minute and the waves of gaseous stink was enough to send the content of hydrogen sulfide in her farts up to 1% of the quantity of gases within her farts, which were making them even more deadlier than before. There was barely anyone left alive to inhale the thick vapors, but rest assure, they would not succeed. The vibrations from this fart had shook the hills in nearby Elysian Park as bridges and tunnels around the 110 freeway collapsed while the ground was moaning under the tremendous power of this fart that she was cutting. The smell was…well there were no accurate ways to describe it. It was a raw, raunchy smell that was overpowering beyond belief. The power of the fart was enough blow the thick winds of her gas and carry them out to see. A current of gas 2,000 miles per hour in strength went outwards from her ass for 10 miles and the speed gradually went down from there. Most buildings in Chinatown were obliterated from their foundations. Signs, light posts, cars, nothing remained in that region, it was a real-life bomb, even her treatment of that San Francisco neighborhood earlier in the morning was nothing compared to this. 

            The smell grew in its power and became more of a shitty smell, a strong shitty smell that was honestly hard to pick out from the rest of the horrendous odors hovering around. Christina said to herself as she felt the steam move off from her ass and off the couch. She could smell more of her skunky and shit smell flies around as the green haze continued to expand throughout Chinatown. The entire city was now reeking of rotten eggs regardless. Regardless, it smelled like the insides of a porta-potty, which was becoming more inviting as her stomach continued to gurgle. The smell of sulfur and methane continued to dominate as the gas was condensing on the TV screen as the puke-inducing odor hung around. Her farts were out of this world, as they continued to rip this fart and vibrate the area. As her fart grew in its wetness, small droplets of shit water started to pass through her panties and her butt. At her normal size, this would feel like a humid, thick gas that would pass through right before the fart became extremely wet, but at this size, it was a fog, the Fart Rain was coming in horizontally as her absolute zone of destruction got bigger and bigger, spanning an area that included most of downtown, all Chinatown and various spots adjacent. As the fart finally subsided, she was cautiously to prevent any fecal material to enter her panties, since she did not have an extra pair, but she had cut the valve off knowing that she had to take the dump, and now. Standing up after laughing at her massive stench, she walked over the destroyed 110 freeway and headed to Dodger Stadium. She started walking to the stadium, releasing a silent and unholy SBD all the way, stinking up the surrounding parking lot to high heaven.

            “Phew! That reeks!” Christina said as she stood up over the stadium and continued to breathe in the extra-high sulfur of her fart. After a couple of painful breaths of her ghastly stench, she had to take off her pants and panties and hover her nude ass over the baseball stadium.  The stadium was only as tall to her as her chins. She knew that the stadium was going to be inadequate to hold everything she had, but she was within a region known as Chavez Ravine, surely a ravine could hold it. Her body was so immaculate as positioned her ass over the stadium, squatting down as she focused on the massing of shit with her. Her enormous ass, the large breasts, the muscles, and the over towering height all made her a real beauty to behold, amidst the gastric destruction. Finally, with her ass in position, she began to grunt as she started to cut another fart, a sloppy and shitty fart that had some of her rectal juices flow down her leg, she was on the verge of taking a dump. The sound of this massive fart out of this massive girl wasn’t the worst part, it was the smell, and it was literally killer. The smell that spewed out of her anus had spread around the stadium, peeling off the paint all throughout and tearing up the scoreboards and light towers. The gas was horrid, beyond horrid; it was as deadly as possible, pumping in a high concentration of hydrogen sulfide into the region; even she was having second thoughts about taking her dump here. The skunkiness of the fart was potent enough that her own lungs had taken in too much of the hydrogen sulfide, but was luckily able to breathe it in after a few labored breaths; Christina had to be able to handle this if her dump was to be a success. Not even Jade could have survived breathing this stuff in, and then the rumbling began.

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            Shaking the walls of the stadium and ripping out the seats in a quick fashion, this final wet and disgusting fart was the beginning as Christina began pissing into the stadium bowl, with a flood of yellow urine pouring out everywhere into the parking lot and throughout the baseball field, filling it up by three feet full of her warm golden urine, and then the first bout of shit started. Out of her ass came a jet of watery shit, blasting a deep five-foot hole into the pitcher’s mound of the stadium as the watery shit began to splatter all over the stadium and her ass. The smell was very unpleasant however and it smelt of rotten eggs many times fold and another thick green batch of gas began to flow upwards from her deposit, but it was merely the beginning as she started to feel the turds open up at her rectum.

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Pushing out two more farts, another longer rectal explosion sounded below her, followed by a satisfied grunt, her anus opened up and expanded to the size of an automobile, perhaps larger, and pushed out the first big piece of excrement. That piece of Grade-A female shit quickly grew in length as it continued to ooze out of her body, finally reaching over 300 feet in length, before she snapped the cord and allowed for the ginormous log to into the area that was once known as the playing field for the Los Angeles Dodgers. Leaning slightly forward she sighed in relief, causing her big breasts to heave as they wobbled around her front. Every movement her body made caused for more of her toxic gas to leave her anus, but at this point the air quality there was completely shot as it was. Coming in from the north, a black army helicopter was starting to make its way as it performed surveillance over the region. It was under direct orders to not stop for anything, but to record video over Downtown Los Angeles. Its members all wore gas masks and wore biohazard suits to stop for being exposed to the radiation. 

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 More butt-gas left her rump urgently followed a series of four, juicy turds by before a long bassy fart ending in a hiss made her groan slightly in relief. There were now four turds in length from between 250 feet to 400 feet that snaked their way around the interior of the baseball field, forming a growing mountain inside the stadium. Each log was around 40 feet in thickness, obviously larger than anything that had been seen before. Now this would have been a sizable dump for a girl of Christina’s stature, but if her farts had been super powered, it was very likely that her dumps would be too. That said she grunted, farted with power and continued to squeeze some great lengths of poop from her tremendous behind, seemingly with greater urgency then before.

As a particular long rope of crap, stretching for 600 feet snaked itself from her opened anus as it slowly slid its way downward before making a thumping noise against the growing pile.  More liquid crap soon followed as it started to fill the interior of the stadium, which looked like the inside of a latrine more than a baseball field. More stinky gas exploded from her, filling Chavez Ravine area beneath her with a heavy smell, with more of the high hydrogen-sulfide content. Christina then bit her lower lip and wave the air around her as she sighed from the inconvenience of having to do this. She honestly was ready to leave L.A. now after all she had done. She exhaled contently as a gassy expulsion resulted in several thuds as more poop fell from her. She had now added a mass equal to all the farm animals in California, times two, and the smell would have put any farm animal to pure shame, but that was pretty much a given.

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Another earth-rattling fart, quite literally, shook out of her shitty anus as she felt another bowel movement approaching. The helicopter was finally flying over the site in Downtown Los Angeles and was very quick in its trip. Christina decided to leave the helicopter alone as it flew over Downtown and the stadium before making its way back up north over the Hollywood Hills and past the San Fernando Valley. The trip across the region was quite quick, and that helped to spare the crew the exposure to her gas. Of course, Christina was quick to make a comment about the rudeness of people watching her take a dump.

“Hey…girl here trying to take a dump…do ya mind?!” She cried out, giggling at the thought that her dump was filling up a baseball stadium. Small pushes of gas continued to erupt from her anus as she moved her ass back and forth, trying to ease off a small piece of shit that was left dangling. What she would do for a toilet seat at about now, but alas there was no seat her size and she knew that sitting on the stadium was out of the question, seeing that the pile of shit was already taller. After struggling for a few seconds with some pain in her colon, she finally let a small fart go with a groaning noise as a large log forcefully crashed into the gooey pile of shit and piss that had collected in the stadium, coiling up on itself as her rump continued to do its job. Moans of relief and sputtering farts echoed in the hills around Elysian Park as her brown sludge continued to flow out of the stadium like a mudflow. Another log or two later and she had a dump that was merging with the stadium’s exterior to the point that another log or two would have collapsed the seating area, which was going to happen anyway, each log was thousands upon thousands of tons in weight, they not only crashed onto the field but sank into the ground as well.

With a loud gurgle she knew more was still there. Immediately her anus opened up and sputtered wetly with gas. The odor in the stadium got deadlier as she released another foul explosion of shit into the playing field. Two logs later and the seating stands on the northern half of the stadium were crashing down under her thick and extremely nasty brown logs of excrement. Now she was starting to gag as more of her killer aroma was filling the area.  Christina sat with eyes closed in bliss enjoying the much needed relief enhanced by the toxic, hot gas that was warming her large exposed derriere. Opening her eyes as a long now solid left her anus, she looked up and ahead. She tightened her stomach and gently pushed the current snake from her rump, its speed going up slightly as it coiled up on itself on top of the basketball arena-sized piece of shit beneath. With a loud splat it fell from her ass as she clenched herself shut. This next log was more a splattering of thick shit that finished off what was rest of Dodger Stadium. It was now turning into a pile of shit. 

“Fuck this stuff is really starting to stink…I am going to have to leave town soon.” Christina cried out as she continued to smell the deadly odor of her gas. The dump continued with the frequent hissing release of flatulence between her stadium-sized cheeks as she felt her bowels being emptied, she was approaching the end of her dump, which was great for her since she had to get out into some fresh air, and by fresh air that meant another part of the state of California. Christina lifted her cheeks from side to side, spreading them with her hands as she settled on the hole. Her stomach rumbled like distant thunder, and her pit-like anus, which was about as big as traffic circle swelled open as a release of gas the likes of which had never been witnessed in a dump of any size, the smell was deadlier than before and her nose was twitching from the unbearable stench she was producing.

Christina went cross-eyed in silent gaping relief, as the first proper log of exiting shit massaged her rectum. It had been too long; continuing out it had surpassed 500 feet in length and was continuing to ooze out of her. Crackling like a snapping forest the immeasurable mass of her turd forcefully left her mammoth butt, weighing in at more than 1,000,000 tons.  Her immense anus bulged downwards, as she uninhibited released her payload; feet upon feet of her gigantic, thick brown logs of crap poured from her ass sounding like meteors crashing into the pile of wet shit that had formed underneath her, the level of that shit was slowly rising, now following into the parking lot and spilling over onto area roadways, her shoes were getting a little wet from it.  The green cloud of stink from between her meaty cheeks crawled around the area as it simmered in the ravine. 

“Ahhhhhhh! Fuck yeah!” Christina cried out in joy as she felt that the dump was now quickening as she felt the enormous payload emptying out. As she now leaned far forward in urgent release, one inside the stadium, if it still existed, could even see just enough to make out tons upon tons of waste being expelled forcefully from a bulging anus. As the next titanic fart thundered from the butt, she had to pinch her nose and wave the air out of the area, to little avail.  Grunting urgently and with satisfaction she squeezed a hard thick turd from her ass, followed by a roaring fart that made her fan her nose as the fumes wafted up around her. The turds were now at least 100 feet in length and made a pile that was slowly getting higher and higher, evident by the fact that Christina had to raise her ass up higher and higher, soon she wasn’t squatting anymore; she was halfway up to being fully erect.

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The region shook once again, perhaps the 20th devastating earthquake since Christina had arrived in Downtown L.A. as she had cut this horrendous, toxic fart into the bowl-like region, compounding the already accumulated deadly gas in the city. There was without a doubt a collected knowledge that Los Angeles was the worst city at the current moment, no one had it as bad as L.A. did right here and now. San Francisco had gotten off quite well compared to the psychological and biological damage she was doing to Los Angeles. The city would be unlivable for decades if not centuries after her and Jade’s number on this town.  Her stomach grumbled and bubbled again, as she pushed out a fast flowing mix of gas and thick mushy logs, enough to bury more of her bricks in the pile of shit. A smile appeared on her face as she exhaled. A large fart ending in a hiss like lava pouring into a lake rumbled up from below with a low satisfied grunt. Her dump now filled up the entire bowl-like area surrounding the stadium and its parking lot and was breaking through the small mounds on the edge to descend with its toxic sludge into the neighborhoods to the west and south. Not that it hardly mattered.

She then felt a gush of silent gas push out of her anus as it added to the pressure inside the plastic container. After that SBD, she began her final avalanche of shit into Chavez Ravine, going for three minutes straight as her asshole continued to open back and forth with the releasing of more greasy, brown, lumpy and soft pieces of shit into the area. The shit was now spreading throughout the surrounding region, beyond the parking lot and destroying area businesses and houses, pouring into anything it could find, flooding the zone with the foulest and most toxic stuff to ever exist on this planet.  Christina’s ass too was going like a sausage machine unloading one log of sausage after another, her turds reached a higher and higher peak, it could almost be viewed as its own hill. She did this continuously for three minutes before she unloaded one last gallon, trillions of gallons of piss into the area, finishing off her permanent scaring of the region.

Once her dump was finally finished, she wiped the sweat off of her forehead as she looked at hillside to the north. Figuring it was better than nothing she stepped over with her asscheeks and wiped the inside of her butt crack on the rocks and trees of the area, creating another zone of shit that was still about a ton in weight altogether. Seeing her ass as clean as it was going to be, she located her panties and jeans, thankfully placed on higher elevation to avoid the mess of shit she left behind and she brought them back up over her body. Thinking back at the many epic dumps she had taken in her life, she had to be proud of this. A mountain of shit that was almost as high as the former L.A. skyline, but with the skyline out, the mountain of shit was now the largest “manmade” object in the city bar none. A puddle of her shit stretched about a mile to the west and south of her site and all of Dodger Stadium laid waste in a pile and pool of shit that made the former baseball stadium unidentifiable.  A plume of gaseous stink continued to fly out as the area smelled of the largest dump in history, and Christina had the proof of it. She named it Mount Christina. In the rating of her dumps, on a numbered system from 1 to 5, this had to be Class 100!

“Well it’s been a fun day L.A., but I think it’s about time I get going….stinks too much in this city!” She said with a laugh as she surveyed the region, what a mess she had done to it. She walked back over to where Jade was still knocked out and looked around at the devastation. Now, it had honestly looked like a bomb had gone off, obliterating almost everything within Downtown Los Angeles and Chinatown. There were no more high-rises, and only a hundred plumes of black smoke that were generated from the methane-fueled fires. She was bent over to see if she could pick Jade’s vast body up off the ground and to her amazement she was able to do just that. It was a sign of just how much bigger than Jade she was now that she could throw Jade’s still-unconscious body over her shoulder. But first, she took out Jade’s phone and managed to log onto her own Facebook account. She took several pictures of the devastation include her massive pile of shit, simmering in the increased heat of the city. A layer of green gas clouds levitated over Downtown, making the region remarkably dark for that time of day, about 3:00. The cloud extended for miles everywhere, with bits of it breaking up well off the coast to the west and south. To the east, probably around San Bernardino she saw breaks in the cloud deck to reveal sunshine. That’s where Christina wanted to go, back out into the sun. Her gas valve had been shut off and her system finally emptied, for now, for once she really wanted fresh air.

“Just took a big dump! Must have been something I ate! LOL!” Christina typed into her status as she took a picture of the mountain of shit she had left on the former sight of Dodger Stadium. After a few more pictures with the phone she finally took Jade’s body and carried her body like an oversized doll east along the 10 freeway to get out of the city. She would still let off rather small farts every couple of minutes, lasting for about five to ten seconds and creating just another batch of green and poisonous gas, it left a trail of breadcrumbs to follow where Christina had been walking.

The entire region stunk like a bathroom after one of her most legendary dumps, and even ten to twenty miles out she could still smell the gas. The stench had covered the southern coastline south toward Camp Pendleton and even San Diego. There were even reports in Tijuana of smelling the rotten egg fart stench. To the east, the gas was now heading out into the desert, where people were making their way east away from Los Angeles. In fairness, a good chunk of the smell and gas was from Jade’s previous gastric explosions as well, a two-minute SBD from a giant Jade Lee was still going to be a major thing, regardless of whatever happened afterwards. The two girls’ gases were much, much deadlier together than from just one person. It was not a stretch to say that at least 10 million had perished in the past few hours with Christina and Jade in L.A. Not even the international community, watching these events unfold, knew of a proper punishment for a crime such as this. Up north at Edwards Air Force Base, the videos from the military helicopter that flew through was giving more insight about what had happened. Captain Parker had finally looked up Christina’s Facebook page, which gave her current location as some city known as “Los Angeles.” He looked at the picture and was horrified.

            “God, what I would do just to have her clog a toilet instead.” Parker said, wishing that over anything that was going on in the city. It was like the worst disaster films, watching as an entire American city, the second largest in the country, was wiped off the face of the Earth (at least in population) from the bowel movements of his fellow agent’s 19-year old daughter and her friend. Bill shook his head, his daughter was now too much to control, she was so powerful in her size and her gas that nothing could challenge her. Even he wept at the imminent doom, and the fact that the nuclear option was now the only one left.

            “Mr. President, if you want to execute the option, you have our permission, even Bill, as her father, will understand. Los Angeles is in ruins, a good deal of the region has been contaminated beyond belief, it will be decades before anyone could even attempt to rebuild there.”

            “What is the condition of both girls, Christina and Jade.” The president asked.

            “Christina is continuing to grow; our surveillance team took a quick look and estimated the height to be near 2,000 feet in height. Jade on the ground was about 1,200 feet in height. It appears that Jade has been shrinking, but that Christina continues to grow bigger and bigger. Even myself, I have lost another inch in height and so has Bill here. We are now concluding that exposure to the gas out of Christina Lopez is causing a mass shrinking effect, impacting anyone who inhales it. Jade still has a means to get larger if she wants to, but Christina has continued to get bigger and bigger and that isn’t going to change.” Parker said with a voice of worry and concern that he had never had before. The president could say nothing, he had nothing for this, no one would. After seeing the look on his face Parker continued in the grim forecast for the two gassy giantesses.

“We have done the analytical data and have found that within one week, Christina could be at least four miles in height and with the estimated strength and coverage of her gas, she will have enough flatulence to cover the entire Northern Hemisphere in her gas, a couple of times over. With Jade’s added gas, the entire Earth will be covered in their gases. The damage is already done here in California and it’s very likely that the stench will carry over into Nevada and Arizona within the next few hours. It’s being smelled by the majority of those still left in the state.  The flatulence will dramatically alter the atmosphere of the world in a way that hasn’t been seen since the dawn of the Earth. This kind of buildup, our scientist teams have concluded, would not be too dissimilar to the buildup of gases, especially methane and hydrogen sulfide that brought upon the ends of some of the past few ages in our planet’s history. In the long-term, humans should be able to survive and adapt but in the short term, let’s just say that none of us have been alive during a time when the air composition of this planet was as radically altered as it will be if those projections come to pass. Global warming could happen in a short as three days. Christina Lopez and Jade Lee will control this entire planet, and their gas will become THE ONLY air that we breathe.”

            “So what’s the plan?” The president asked, hoping that a solution would present itself.

            “The girls are heading in the direction of Las Vegas. We need to wait until they are outside of the city and may do so tonight when they are asleep….then we nuke them. Several if possible, let’s just keep it out of the cities; the Nevada desert will be the best location for that, since it has always been the best location for nuclear strikes. And we just have to hope that it will kill them. I loved Christina as much as Bill did and I felt like a second father to her, but we have to kill them tonight if we are to avoid any more Los Angeles-sized scenarios from playing out.

            “Okay Captain Parker, call it in.” The president finished as he prepared for a news conference to discuss the day’s events. Mass evacuations continued across the Mojave Desert as southern Nevada and western Arizona were now sounding the alarms to get people out of the cities. Christina was carrying Jade over her back as she walked up the Cajon Pass in the direction of the Mojave Desert and Death Valley. Christina’s gas had done such damage to Jade that it would be another ten minutes before Jade was finally awoken from the fresher air to the north. But even as Christina walked down along the 15 freeway into the Victor Valley, she felt a nice ten-second rumbly fart escape her behind.

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            “Damn….I’m still gassy!” She said with a delightful smile and a whiff of her precious gas. It was small but dirty and the fart stunk of garbage and rotten cheese, stinking up the valley with the smell of millions of tons of sulfur and methane gas. She had to continue to walk to avoid being caught up in the gas’s powerful stench.

            Ten minutes had passed by before Christina had finally left the gas cloud of her most previous fart and arrived out in the middle of nowhere, out in the Mojave Desert. The ramifications of the girls’ gas upon the area was still being discovered. Jade had opened her eyes to find that she was looking down on the ground. She could feel the thighs of Christina’s massive body pressing up against her face as she could smell nothing but her best friend’s gas. Still hovering around her entire body she started to make some noise as she instructed that she wanted to get down. Seeing that it was as good of a place to stop for a minute, Christina gave her permission and Jade got down on the ground and was horrified to see the size difference between the two, Christina was practically double her size.

            “I think I’m going to hurl!” Jade said as she felt a bit sick to her stomach. She could still taste the awfulness of Christina’s fart back there in L.A. It was a life-changing experience, making Jade witness the awesome power that she had inflicted on so many people in the past. She could smell the gas, that was probably due to her current height, her eyes were pointed squarely at the denim-covered buttocks that were under the ownership of Christina. Each cheek was probably twice the size of Jade’s head. She could smell the simmering gases from Christina and tell for the moment that she was the dominant one. 

“You’ll live, you were farting a few times while you were out, not that it mattered much, I was outclassing them all.”

            “How the hell are you even taller than me…I can’t even see beyond your chest.” Jade complained as Christina had to back away to give Jade a clear look at her face. For once in her life, she was looking way up at Christina’s height. Christina then took out Jade’s phone and used the measuring device to get a current estimate.

            “Let’s see….oh my….that’s cute…I’m 2,100 feet in height…now let’s check out you, little one!” She said giggling as she measured Jade. Shaking her head playfully she read out Jade’s current height.

            “990 feet…my you’ve gotten small.” Jade’s heart was pumping, her worst fear was confirmed, she was shrinking. Her time as a giantess was getting shorter.

            “I’m shrinking. How the hell can that happen, I’ve been getting smaller and smaller!” She complained while Christina was laughing up a storm, her voice echoing higher than Jade’s voice could carry.

            “Meanwhile…I’ve been getting bigger and bigger!” Christina yelled with glee as she laughed even more at Jade’s predicament. To make things even worse, right then and there and with Jade’s face turned back toward her ass, Jade began to hear it.

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            Jade was hearing a hissing noise as Christina pushed out this silent bomb. It sounded like air being let out of a balloon and it lasted for nearly 30 full seconds, Jade was caught off guard by this sound, it was a faint hissing noise that continued to go on and on. And with this hissing noise, another bout of foul-smelling gas began to fly out from between that butt crack and straight into her face. The dreadful stench of Christina’s SBD continued to increase and spread as it attacked Jade with a force as great as her own, at a bigger height and with Jade at a smaller height, the intensity of the fart was simply greater. While her butt was releasing gas through all aspects of her jeans, Jade could feel the warm and icky fart gas that Christina’s immense digestive system had created spill over onto her face with a thermal radiation.

            “Oh sorry about that Jade…forgot you were there.” She said giggling as she took out Jade’s cell phone, which now looked like one of the smallest phones out there. She was surprised to find a text on it, but first she had to move away, like ten miles away as the stench of her SBD was getting back at her and it was smelling of something fierce. A dark green cloud of gas had started to float around the area in the late afternoon sky over the desert as Christina giggled to herself from the warmness the fart had created in her butt. She was going to have SUPER farts that night she felt, not bad after the SUPER farts she had during the day. Her mind already knew what it wanted for dinner that night, something that would be a gastronomical nightmare on anyone who smelled her ass. 

“I hate you right now….I really hate you.” Jade said to herself as she started to run to catch up with Christina. She could taste the fart, the spices and the beans and onions were ripe in the air. There was a foul stench of sulfur and brimstone that also smelled of her pure and rotten shit. It was the smell of victory for Christina, who had put Jade in her place for the last time. But the most dreadful part of all, with this fart was the insane heat that had erupted from her ass. The gas felt almost like it was 200 degrees right at that spot in the atmosphere and Jade had started to sweat under the intensity of the hotness from the fart.

Looking at Jade’s phone, she quickly checked her Facebook page to see if there were any remarks about her dump. More than 1,000 comments had been made and they were all across the board. The majority of people were disgusted by her actions, considering her to be some sort of terrorist and calling her a murderer. Others were disgusted, but very impressed with the actions none the way. A few comments caught her eye, they were praising her for her work, being a young female adult and terrorizing a city with her gas and shit, they viewed it as a bit of feministic pride. Oh, and one more commenter was asking Christina her if she was a Giants fan. She chuckled to herself on that one, of course she liked the San Francisco Giants, picking Dodger Stadium for her dump wasn’t a random selection.

 Following that, Christina saw a text message from none other than Tim. He was finally conscious but now trapped in a cushioning prison known as Christina’s cleavage. He was surrounded in a deep canyon, more than a hundred feet deep while being held up by a part of her bra. Surrounding him was his girlfriend’s breasts, quite large he had to admit. Two huge, heavy mountains of smooth, creamy flesh dropped from her chest, topped by pert, firm nipples damp with their own milk. Contained within her tight red-and white stepped shirt, Christina was heaving up and down as she talked with Tim briefly through text from his own cell phone. He was surprised by the fact that they were already out of the L.A. area and that they were on their way to Nevada. That’s when Christina gave him a new command, to arrange for dinner at the border town of Primm, about 30 miles away from Las Vegas. He would stay there and arrange the food when the giantesses arrived there and Christina had then urged him to stay behind, and arrange for a transport to take him to the east.

“Good, I’m starving; I can’t create any more farts right now…I am so pissed.” Jade said fuming with her arms crossed. She stood behind Christina’s towering and downright enormous behind and could still smell the fumes from her last SBD, but then two more farts erupted out and that was more than degrading for Jade, who felt a little bit of her body shrink, happening before her eyes.

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“Christina! Stop it please!” Jade said out loud…whining like a baby. Of course, once she started to smell the gas from the two ear-piercing and bubbly farts, it only confirmed her fears, Christina’s farts were shrinking her, and they were getting bigger and smellier, all of this boded poorly for her and made Christina feel better and better. And to make the torture even worse, Jade began to feel more hot wind against her face, yep; Christina was releasing yet another SBD.

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“Alright….alright….I’m done.” She said giggling as she felt the great heated blast leave her ass. She looked down and saw that she was now walking over Barstow, or to the north as it were. The girls were following the path of the 15 freeway northeast out of town. Christina had just released a SBD fart into the warm air that had created a big push of green clouded air to move up past her butt and out into the air. Fortunately, her big body was big enough to actually hide this cloud of the initial cloud as it rose from her butt but not without the smell floating all around, of course Jade was not as lucky and she was behaving as if she was walking into a cloud of flies, coughing and spitting out chunks every step of the way, this was a puke-inducing fart. It smelled of beans and pure shit and was a smell unlike any that she had smelt before at that level. She began gagging even more as he felt the intensity of this warm fart only grow with the passing seconds, this was one of Christina’s spreading farts, the ones that just didn’t stink up the area that she was in, but grew in power, like a growing storm it was turning into a diabolical giant of a fart. The sad part was, that fart was rather small to her, only going on for 13 seconds as she felt the silent hiss of superheated flatulence emerge from her rectum and through her sphincter out into her underwear and pants before being released into the air. The hot air had started to warm up considerably more not because she had farted, but because her fart was actually taking the hot air and changing it into her own fart gas, adding  its power to the fart’s general collective. And torturing Jade Lee, the so-called Farting Giantess to no end. She enjoyed this feeling of power.

Christina was all smiles as Jade continued to shrink even more, now her eyes were fixated right at the bottom-most part of Christina’s rear end, still in perfect distance to be farted upon. She had to move away before she would be bombarded by more of her giant friend’s rear end. Finally, she had to display her grievances.

“Chrissy we need to talk…I am getting way to small and your farts are getting worse…” Jade stated as Christina did nothing but laugh at her friend’s statement. She knew about Jade’s controlling influence with her farts, she was loving this every bit. She came back with her own declaration.

“You are in a position to demand nothing. I, on the other hand, am in a position to grant nothing. And you may want to get used to my leaking radiation, dinner’s going to provide some deadly farts…we wouldn’t want you to die now would we?!” Christina was now on a full-blown power trip, laughing at Jade’s horrendous situation.

Christina continued to walk through the desert as she practically held Jade’s hand to have her keep up. In just the past few hours the dynamic had shifted so much that there was virtually no way for Jade to keep up with Christina, she could feel herself get shorter, or was Christina getting bigger. Either way, Jade’s earlier domination of the city was now feeling like a child making a mess of things before her mother had spanked her and showed her how to do it right. Christina continued farting, smaller and smaller ones as they walked closer to Primm, she was finally running out of gas herself.

“Thank God!” Jade proclaimed as she tried to keep up with her vastly superior-sized friend in the desert. The size difference between the two was simply stunning. Now Jade was about one-third the size of Christina, she was standing at 900 feet and Christina, unknown to her yet, was now reaching 2,200 feet. That meant that one of Christina’s enormous and powerful legs was taller than all of Jade! Each buttock was more than twice the size of Jade’s head and the butt crack was more than enough to engulf her entire face if Christina felt the need to. Her thighs were thicker than the width of Jade’s body and of course, everything up front was even bigger. Her breasts heaved inside of her shirt like small hills and her face was as beautiful and radiant as ever, shining as the sun was starting to get lower in the horizons. The mountains were no taller than her as she walked, but to Jade, who’s walking stride was a third of Christina’s, it took a little more to walk. Make no doubt about it, Jade would still be an absolute colossus by herself, but with Christina she was a child.

After another 15 minutes, the pair finally reached the top of the mountains that led straight into the valley where Primm was located, with the lights of Las Vegas far off in the distance. She was ready to make camp for a time being in an open desert area near the casino while Tim was sent inside one of the casinos to prepare another big order.

Out in the desert, trails full of all vegetables and beans were brought forth for the girls. In this case, the casino had been warned (along with others in the Las Vegas Valley) to go ahead and let the girls have their food, so that suspicion wasn’t being raised about the impending nuclear strike. And out forth came about 40 silver trays full of food, loaded with just about every green item on the list that could help induce major farting: broccoli, Brussels sprouts, cabbage, cauliflower, celery, onions and most importantly, five extra-large (about the size of sports stadiums) bowls of baked beans. For each girl, this was the kind of gas that would give them incredible gas. Of course to jade, the food was almost too much for her but Christina was eating it up. But Jade had actually found a little peace to herself by the end. She asked for her own cell phone, which was now the size of a tablet. She had to carry it on her person in order for it to grow or shrink. She sent a message on the phone but Christina did not say who it was for.

The feast was a good hour in length while she Christina sat there munching on her food. Despite her size, relative to the size of the food, Jade finished her portions as well. She may have been small but that hardly mattered for her as she thought that her farts were still potent enough to matter. She even asked Tim if he could bring in a little more food. What the two girls were unaware of however was the complete evacuation of Primm taking place behind them. Helicopters and planes were being used to get all people out and fly them away, and likewise Las Vegas was being evacuated as well. All commercial planes that were available at McCarran International Airport were being used to get everyone out of the city. The stories about Los Angeles were getting southern Nevada concerned and decided to avoid the fight and get people out of the cities altogether. Packed with only a few items, the vast majority of the residents were about to leave the city. The girls paid little attention to the planes flying around the area.

“Hey Christina, think you can share some of that potion with me right now.” Jade insisted as she looked up at her friend. Thinking on it for the moment, she quickly declined the offer. She still had memories of Jade’s large SBD, both of them in fact and knew it may bit her back in the ass. With her body well in position to take charge here and perhaps for good, she knew it was a mistake.

“No.”

“And why not?”

“Because I’m bigger than you!” She said laughing as she felt the food digest in her stomach. Jade got up and crossed her arms in a manner that she had been defeated, but under her quiet demeanor there was one message coming across.

“I won’t forget this.”

The two giantesses began walking through the desert en route to Las Vegas and it was around this time that Parker and Bill had agreed to begin the first bombing run. It was originally going to take place earlier, but they did not want the girls to know about their attack. They were walking on top of Interstate 15 as they continued to see the lights of the city, unknown to them that it was practically deserted. Above them, air force planes were flying carrying perhaps one of the largest nuclear bombs in the country’s history; it was hard to tell, really. As the buzzing sound became apparent, a silent hissing sound began to engulf the desert area, but it was coming not from Christina, but from Jade.

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“Christ Jade! That’s foul!” Christina screamed as she noticed the stench, from coming out of a girl a third her size, it was rather repulsive of a stench. It stunk of a volumous amount of sulfur, enough sulfur to fill an entire city with its raw and eggy stench, veggies and Jade rarely went well, but then again, nothing really did. Jade laughed as she smelled the foul stench.

“Get used to it Chrissy.” Jade said giggling at her gas. She was amazed that her gas was still having quite an impact despite her size but she soon found out just how outclassed she was when the girls finally entered the Las Vegas valley. With everything all lit up from the city, Christina had her first patch of veggie-fueled silent but deadly gas and it was all the proof that was needed to show that she was the dominant one.

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An airy and wet fart was pushed out of Christina’s ass and straight into Jade’s face, creating a wispy sound that spent tingles up her spine. Jade was immediately assaulted by the pungent, eggy stench of the fart. The wave of overpowering gas attacked her face as she tried his best to not gag from the horrendous odor that continued to flow out of Christina’s ass after her fart was released. The killer aroma of broccoli and cauliflower soon greeted the eggs as Christina smelled the effects of that egg salad that the girls had eaten.

“Man that was a hot one…you should feel my ass!” Christina yelled out as she felt the burning stench of her fart gas pour back and forth between the seat of her pants while trying to hold her face up from recoiling too much from the blend of her own ass gas. Jade on the other hand was getting a little sick from the gas and had to move around the side of Christina just to avoid the gas.

“That stuff is horrible….”

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Two juicy farts left Jade’s rear end as she felt her own batch of gas. A strong sulfuric stench crawled up her behind from the gas and assaulted her own nostrils. She felt the gas and it was as juicy and wet of a fart as ever. She could empty out a room and force her own brother to pass out momentarily, but she couldn’t get Christina to even notice the smell. And what was worse was that a minute or two later, she couldn’t smell it anymore, it had been conquered by Christina’s gas, already five minutes old and still expanding over the atmosphere on the southern part of Las Vegas.

“Can you smell that Chrissy? Huh, did you smell those two?” Jade asked as she looked up at Christina, seeing if her stench had made it that far up. But as she began to smell the Christina Fart Smell again, she already knew the answer.

“Nope….just my eggy gas…including that last one.”

“What last one….OH MY FUCKING GOD!”

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A big surge of silent and deadly gas climbed its way out of Christina’s pants and into the valley, attacking Jade with a foul burst of stinky, eggy gas. She had to hold her hand over her nose and mouth as the ugly-smelling air started to fill the entire valley. At this point, the gas was already being smelled all throughout the Las Vegas metropolitan area. She stumbled a bit as she stopped walking for a moment and started to sweat from the sudden rise in air temperature that was the result of the pungent gas that Christina had just passed. It smelled like a strong dosage of manure and eggs, as if the entire valley was being filled with them, and it was as overpowering of a smell that he had ever smelled from her friend, a true testament to her growing nature and the growing power of her farts. Her eyes teared up and her mouth started to taste what tasted like shit as she breathed in the smell from his giant flatulent friend who had just cut that silent stinker. Standing there with her hands on her hips and looking at her beautiful body, she inhaled the warm fumes of fart gas that she had let out and smiled with pride. Meanwhile, Jade was now waving her hands frantically as if she had been blasted with a heat bomb of gas, of course she was.

“Christ Chrissy….you have no idea how bad that stinks!”

“Smells like dinner….here’s another!”

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This was just as long, just as pungent and just as powerful; in fact it may have been worse. Jade’s eyes were temporarily blinded by the exposure to the hot and eggy fart and she was not even behind Christina, just the gas’s mere presence on the lower altitudes in the air was enough to impact her. The girls were now passing I-215 and McCarran International Airport where the last flights of frightened people were taking off; only their flights were being impacted by the superfast winds of Christina’s SBD gas. Meanwhile, up ahead some 2,000 feet in the air, Christina was remarking on her gas’s incredible odor.

“Phew that was rotten!” She laughed as she fanned the air behind her ass to let out more of her toxic fumes into the air surrounding the airport. It was a light green fog that hung over from all the wretched gas she had just passed in that silent fart. Sadly, because it was now dark you couldn’t detect the gas’s color anymore, and that made the silent gas even more deadly, it attacked you when you didn’t expect it. People would look up at the giant girls and suddenly see themselves choking and gagging on the fumes before perishing. People around her were gagging profoundly as the smell of her silent fart continued to spread. When Christina released an SBD into the air, it had the tendency to claim as large of an area as possible and to fill it with the sweet perfume that escaped her butt, and in this case that included nearly the entire urbanized portion of Clark County, Nevada. This fart was the biggest in terms of coverage from her egg salad that she had for dinner. 

“Uhhhh….man this stinks!” Jade said as she gagged on the furious stench. Of course she meant that in more than one way, first the fart did stink and the fact that she was quite puny for a giantess now meant more so. The more her exposure to Christina’s gas was, the more it impacted her height, she was still around 800 feet however. Still she could have sworn that she was getting smaller and smaller and Christina was having all the fun.

“Man I sure am gassy tonight…how about some more?!” Christina said as Jade became horrified, absolutely terrified about what more would mean. Christina finally stood at the very south end of the Las Vegas Strip with her body more than three times the size of all the buildings and she was ready to cut loose some serious thunder. Jade simply backed away off the Strip to avoid the fury and power of Christina Lopez’s farts!

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“Christina?” Jade quickly asked after the fourth consecutive fart that was longer than 30 seconds.

“Hold on?” Christina said as she lowered her ass over the location of Mandalay Bay and the famous “Welcome to Fabulous Las Vegas” sign.

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“Ahhhh…..there we go.” Christina said with relief as her last fart was pushing the minute mark. The air quality grew a thousand times worse and now no protective clothing, oxygen tank or gas mask could help anyone in the Las Vegas Valley from experiencing the full on power of Christina’s gas. She watched as the famous sign got blown off its foundation and went flying down Las Vegas Boulevard. The high rises of Mandalay Bay were shattered as if an EF-5 tornado was pushed through the whole complex. The obelisk at the nearby Luxor hotel was sent flying to the north and massive structural damage was done all the way north to Tropicana Avenue. Abandoned cars were flying around as the small flyers that were handed out advertising prostitutes were kicked up in a dust-like storm to the north down the street, obscuring traffic along the road momentarily, as if traffic were going anywhere.

Christina’s panties were wet from the humid gas that she had passed and from the sweat of her underwear surrounding her enormous rear end. The exposure that her panties had gotten from the gas were beyond normal and it was time to retire them, but she didn’t want to walk around the country naked either. The air smelled like rotten eggs, onions and shit, all mixed into the most powerful smell yet, even making many of the Los Angeles farts seem rather tame. Another strong surge, coming from one of her later farts, smelled again of rotten eggs and meat and filled the surrounding area with the scent of sulfur in this latest batch of gas. Jade was forced to stagger backwards from the amazing coverage of the odor, that valley was going to stink even more. The most horrifying part of the whole thing was that Jade was farting, big, smelly and bombastic farts, but at her rather modest size they weren’t being noticed. After the long and smelly farts from Christina it was very unlikely that anything that Jade was releasing was going to be noticed. Christina’s gas was still expanding in coverage, filling the entire valley and moving east to Boulder City and Lake Mead.

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A good and long, nearly 30-second stinker erupted from Jade’s large behind. It stunk highly of the usual rotten eggs and smelly cheese and all the components for a truly powerful fart, clearing out a large residential neighborhood to the east of the Strip….but it was hardly noticed elsewhere.

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“Oh thank the maker…that one’s huge!” Christina lowered her butt to an elevation of about 700 feet off the ground as she let rip her nastiest fart of the evening. The entire Strip instantly filled up with the wretched stench of her built up gas. She had held in her gas for only a few minutes, but it was enough to fill her colon with the rotten gas that she had to release. A rotten aroma of dead animals and skunks plus eggs and broccoli began to fill the car with yet another atrocious odor. The bassy fart had shaken the major casinos along the middle part of the Strip and steamed the windows with an increasing hot temperature of her gas. Some of the windows along the towers of the CityCenter complex were melted from the potent heat of the gas and plumes of her thick and deadly green gas continued to flow up the Boulevard. If this had been a major event night on the Strip, thousands upon thousands of tourists would be dead already.

“Fuck you!” Jade said in utter defiance of Christina. She started to run, as much as a giantess could up along Paradise Avenue toward the north end of the Strip in an attempt to do some damage of her own before Christina was able to do it. She finally ended up at the intersection of Las Vegas Boulevard and Sahara Boulevard, near the location of the Stratosphere Tower and her continuously horrible predicament met a standstill, the tower was taller than her!

“No….no….noooooooooo!” Jade yelled out in a melodramatic way. The tower, which stretched for 1,150 feet, and towered over her compared to her measly 800 feet.

“That’s so not fair! I’m not even the second tallest thing in this city!” She said as a raspy toot of a fart came out of her ass.

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It was rather small, only ten seconds in length and created quite a windstorm in that northern part of the Strip, stinking up a multiple block-region and causing a minor discomfort to her nose and eyes, a really smelly fart by all accounts, but Christina could only hear a little part of it.

“Ahhh…that’s so cute….little Jade is cutting out some cute little farts! Here’s a real Woman’s Fart!” Christina said as she stood there in the air and lifted her right leg, exposing her jean-covered rear end, probably 400-foot wide, and erupted with a very terrifying blast of monstrous ass.  She bend over a little down on her left leg while bending her right knee to aim her ass directly down below at the nearby Paris and Bally resorts, needless to say the destruction was short and total.

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Christina was in love with the situation and her farts were getting louder, stronger, longer and smellier as the evening wore on. She could feel condensation of the humid fart fumes that filled the air around the area, more Fart Rain was being produced to the east of the Strip from this gastric bomb. One whiff from Jade was enough to convince her that she wasn’t fooling herself; she couldn’t even smell her destructive fart from just a minute ago. That fart would have caused severe damage in Downtown San Francisco if she were by herself, but it was outclassed by this megastorm of flatulence that Christina was unleashing. She could detect within the scent of the fart the individual parts of Christina’s egg salad, including the vegetables she had eaten milk she had drank. There was a brief feeling of lightheadedness as she inhaled each new whiff-full of her gas and took it into her body. She was starting to wonder if the effects that Christina’s gas on shrinking people was enough to impact her body. What she didn’t know was that the shrinking was actually permanent. The powerful vapors from Christina’s gas smelled of decaying vegetables and hard boiled eggs and it overtook every other sense in Jade’s body. She could taste a little of what her friend had farted out, she could feel its heat, she could hear the gas simmering in the air after the eruption was over, she could see the change in the air as the bright lights of the Strip began to dim from the extra humidity of the fart and then she could smell…dear Lord could she smell it.

The gas had brought down the Eiffel Tower, the Paris hotel building, the Bally building, the MGM Grand Building, and the Planet Hollywood building. Seeing the devastation in the slowly dimming city she looked over at the Bellagio Hotel and saw the famous fountain show and crouched down to a lower level toward the large lake in front of that hotel. She quickly collected up the next batch of gas within her stomach and aimed her ass right at the lake, trying to catch the fountains as they went off, like clockwork since no one had turned them off before the mass evacuation. As the fountains began, Christina felt like being a little musical herself.

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She released her next round of smelly and bubbly farts to the tune of the first four notes of Beethoven’s Fifth Symphony. As the fountains were going up to the tune of whatever song they were on, her incredibly windy farts were strong enough to make the fountains go horizontally to the point that they weren’t really fountains anymore. Her farts as they were, were powerful enough to essentially send the water cascading to the north over into part of the hotel, flooding it as the fountains tried their best to compete with the gas, but really with butt winds like the ones that Christina was producing, there was nothing to stop her.

“Music to my ears.” She said standing up and giggling. At her present height, none of the buildings in the whole city were any higher than her thighs, except for that Stratosphere Tower; it did reach the level of her lower ass. She continued walking down the street and doing so began to crop-dust the area, each step, a small fart left her ass, about ten of them with just ten steps. Each fart was about as strong and powerful as some of the worst that Jade had let out. At this point, Jade was cutting farts that Christina was doing in Downtown San Francisco when she was still a new giantess on the scene, but Christina had grown up and as both girls found out as they grew up, their farts were getting bigger.

Christina had reached the Mirage Hotel and saw something down there that caught her eye, the nightly volcanic eruption, well everyone knew what happens when fart gas met fire and keeping in mind with her mean streak that evening. She lowered her ass again to toward the hotel and let loose an atom bomb of fart gas onto the hotel, igniting the signature volcano in the process.

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The fart unleashed a gigantic fireball that engulfed the entire Mirage complex and spreaded its flames across the boulevard to Harrah’s and the Venetian, spreading the firestorm through that casino’s signature canals and shops as well as the rest of the hotel. The strong concentration of methane gas in her fart had created an effect where it was able to bring several multi-story buildings to the ground from a rather small amount of fire, proportionally. Waving her ass fumes as she felt the glow and heat of the fart, she quickly walked her way up the boulevard, crop-dusting with another seven ten seconds-or less farts that each squeaked out with the kind of noise and authority that terrified Jade, who remained standing by the Stratosphere Tower, she could only watch as Christina was walking….and faring all over her and there was nothing she could do about it.

“Hey there short stuff!” Christina said giggling as she saw Jade stand there next to the tower, which she wore was getting taller and taller. Christina too was getting taller and taller as well; little did she know that she was about another 100 feet taller. In comparison to the Stratosphere Tower, the top of the tower reached the level of the bottom curve of her expanding basketball-sized (to her at least) asscheeks. This gave her a lovely idea as she viewed the observation deck, where no one was left alive, but hey it was still a cool idea.

“Bet they’d like this view.” Christina said as she moved her ass, lowered it just a little so that the asscrack was level with the windows that formed the observation deck and other attractions that hung out at the top. Then, letting loose a thunderous blast of ass gas she completely blew out all the windows in the building and brought the structure down.

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            And down went the Stratosphere, like a controlled demolition, the tower fell down vertically into a pile of rubble, no different from the other piles of rubble that stood behind Christina on what was the Las Vegas Strip. The normally well-lit city was now becoming more pitch black as the major casinos were being destroyed and bright lights turned off. As expected at this point, the scent of Christina’s broccoli and cabbage-fueled gas had made it unimaginable for anyone breathing in this area, and that included Jade who was recoiling from the strong aroma. She was looking back at some of her bigger farts and couldn’t believe just how insignificant she was now. Christina was outclassing her with every fart being cut. Both girls were giving on a farting clinic, but you would never had known it the way Christina was dominating things. Jade had already farted up to 20 times and was still cutting her own bouts of wind, destroying buildings and stinking up large areas, but at a height that was now reaching 700 feet. The girls were finally walking north to Downtown Las Vegas as Christina was feeling a little more left in her gas tank. As she walked, Jade heard those walking farts of hers again, each step, a nice five-second bubbly fart came out. At her walking pace, she was practically farting non-stop.

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            About ten farts with the same bubbly tooting sound and effect left the comfy confines of Christina’s butt crack before she reached Downtown Las Vegas. Down below, past the level of her knees for the most part was the major casinos that held up this district. A vaulted ceiling lined up Fremont Street for about four blocks that covered up the major road. This was not the best choice of design for a girl with powerful farts that created windstorms. As she lowered her body and crouched her ass toward the entrance to the Fremont Street Experience region, she aimed her next series of butt-bursts at the part of the street underneath the roof. With Jade watching, as she pushed out two small but still insignificant farts, she watched as Christina blew the roof off the joint, literally.

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            The fart as expected carried quite a punch, rushing down the space beneath the roof of the Fremont Street Experience; she created a wind tunnel that busted itself into all the surrounding buildings and gassed out every floor and corner of the hotels. The area underneath the roof was natural uninhabitable as the winds were more fierce than anything ever recorded there in the city. After only ten seconds of the fart, the roof was blown off and shattered into trillions of small pieces. And then the fart started to corrode the surrounding buildings, destroying more and more in their paths. Millions upon millions of channels of Christina’s flatulence snaked their way throughout all possible directions as her gas continued to expand in power and coverage, just the relief of a 19-year old breaking a little wind.

            “How…..how the hell?” Jade said pinching her nose as she continued to back away from her curvy friend relieving herself of this fecal wind. The nearly minute-long fart was just the cherry on the top of an otherwise grand day for her. The stench as expected was downright horrific, it high a high cheesy stench with this one, compared to what was definitely the scent of rotten cabbage that had been digested and rejected by Christina’s bowels. This created what was a very heavy green layer of gas that flooded all of Downtown Las Vegas and the surrounding neighborhoods, not that it hardly mattered at this point, the entire valley was already laid waste to the wave after wave of Christina’s gas. Just her walking farts alone could take out a few thousand people and a full neighborhood, and she had blasted ten of them before this point.

            “Yeah….but you know what…I’m a little pooped.” Christina said as she stood up and watched the devastation unfold before her. Like Jade, she had an ability to fart and watch the destruction take place long after the fart had been released and all throughout Las Vegas, the region reeked of her handiwork. Not one mile square of that valley wasn’t skunkified by Christina’s flatus, it all throughout stunk much worse than if she had just been walking down the street to blast off the farts. The darkness of the night made it impossible to see just how catastrophic the farting truly was for the valley. Green gas was hovering everywhere and even making it further to the north at Nellis Air Force Base where the bombing team was getting ready to drop their payload. Christina for once was out of gas as she felt much more relieved to get that nasty stench out of her system. She looked around and sought out an open area, which Nevada had lots of, for the two girls to go to sleep. Jade too was getting winded; after all, walking from San Francisco to Los Angeles to Las Vegas in one day was a lot for anyone, regardless of the size. They walked off to the north into the desert as they blasted a few more small farts by themselves, enough to stink up the rest of the area, but not nearly as impressive, and that didn’t matter as it were since there would be tomorrow and their gas would come back. Jade was texting a little bit on her tablet…er cell phone as Christina talked about the virtues of her situation. She did not shrink, not one bit, she continues to get bigger and bigger while Jade shrinks off into the distance. Jade had finally asked once more if she could take her own growth formula one more time.

            “Okay….I’ll have Tim bring over two giant…um….chocolate bars and have him put the formula into both of them.” Christina said as she asked for Tim to do just that. Despite his desire to stay away from the girls, for fear of his own life, he was already on the south part of the city and using a stolen car, which still had its keys inside from a sudden death of its occupants due to the farting, he was able to cautiously drive down Interstate 15 through the decaying ruins of Las Vegas, past the numerous buildings on fire and through the gas zone that his girlfriend had left behind and deliver the goods to a site north of the city off of the freeway. With two plates with just one chocolate bar, he enlarged both of them both and put an equal amount of the formula into them.

            Christina looked over at her friend and saw that Jade, despite still being a 700-foot giantess was morally dejected over the shrinking from her exposure to the gas. Even Tim was a little bit weaker as he was now only five foot in height. He sent a message back to Jade’s phone as he replied that he was going to head off elsewhere and take cover from the sudden growth that would take place. He was driving as fast away as possible with speeds over 100 miles per hour on the rural interstate as he drove back to Las Vegas. He was also been sending texts with Jade on an unrelated matter as the chocolate was brought by Christina back into the desert, some ten miles north of the interstate. Things were already being set into motion that would dramatically alter the situation for both girls, but Christina was not yet aware of it.

            “Lord forgive me for what I’m about to do.” Bill prayed as Parker gave the final signal to the Air Force pilots to begin their bombing run on the coordinates of the two girls, knowing that they will catch them out in the middle of nowhere and away from cities, this was the best place to nuke them. Back at the girls’ makeshift camping spot, Jade was following the news on her phone as the United States was already predicting the end of all things due to their involvement. People were skeptical of what actions could be taken and some were already ready to grant the girls the ability to control the country. Finally, Christina had arrived back with the two bars.

“I just hope I don’t regret this…but in order to compete with you, I need to have something closer to my size to compete with, so this will make it more fun.”

            “Oh you have no idea.” Jade said as she took in her candy bar and ate it in a hurrying manner. Christina did so as well and the girls felt a bit of growth take place almost immediately. In the course of about two minutes, Christina had gained another 700 feet in height as she topped out now at 3,000 feet. Jade grew as well, just as eager as possible to get away from the basement. Still, she only gained about 800 feet herself and ended up back at 1,500 feet. They took their measurements and Jade was more than disappointed by the results, she was still at eye level with Christina’s ass. And as she stood there, Christina was quick to turn her back on her and give her a nice view of her jean-covered ass. Despite the darkness, she already knew what was happening, hearing the anus open up in Christina’s butt crack, her larger friend blasted off a tremendously-powerful fart.

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            “Ahhhh….chocolate gives me such bad gas!” Christina said with great relief as she pushed out perhaps her largest fart of the night, being 3,000 feet in height made it so. The stench of spoiled milk and sewage crept up as the gas blew the face of Jade to the point that she wanted to cry, recoil in the fact that her friend was still bigger and gassier than her. She tried to keep up with the blazing hot flatus of Christina’s gas, but alas she could not keep up with it much longer. Before she ever heard a word from Christina about how much chocolate gave her gas, she fell down, fainting onto the mostly flat desert floor and fell into unconsciousness from the power of Christina’s gas.

            Being out in the middle of nowhere, Christina couldn’t do much damage with her gas, but this chocolate-fueled fart was getting more lethal by the second as she finished up the gas and found herself completely depleted, lost of all energy as she finished pushing out the fart, with the last few seconds consisting of a puttering as if it were a car running completely out of gas. A heavy aroma of shit grew in power over the passing seconds, enveloping the area with a gas chamber of stink unlike anything Christina had ever produced. As her size grew, so did the pungency of her gas, she could now stink up large cities with a fart such as this. And after about a minute of gasping for air, her fatigue was finally on hand and she fell into a deep sleep herself.

            Unbeknownst to her, a squad of air force planes was nearly over the site, carrying two nuclear warheads ready for detonation. The country inhaled their collective breaths as the hoped and prayed that this disaster would be over at last. The planes flew over the sight of the sleeping girls and when given the final command codes to proceeded, the two payloads were dropped in a calculated spot between the two girls. Almost on cue, both bombs exploded and shook the entire region.

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It was a perfect strike, exact and effortless and so far working. The radiation would attack a mostly deserted region. Its booming sound was as loud as both of the girls’ farts put together and created a flash of light that even blinded them for a temporary period. But as the cliché was often in giantess stories that involved a nuke going off, it didn’t kill them. The force was stronger than anything they had released, up to that point at least and it had knocked them out a full ten minutes, making Parker and the president believe that the attack had been a success. Ten minutes had passed and the entire desert region from between Primm and Las Vegas was covered in smoldering radiation, radiation that was merging with the eggy stench of Christina’s fart. The girls feel into a deep slumber that lasted the night and it wasn’t until early in the morning, when the air quality and nuclear radiation had simmered down enough for an aerial sweep of the area that a helicopter crew started to move around. The girls were starting to move around just a little, letting off some small airy farts in the process, but nothing yet that included any progressive movement, but something was different that early morning at the first light of the day.

The helicopter was reporting the location of the two girls back to Edwards Air Force Base where Parker and Bill awaited the results of the bomb.

“Yeah we definitely have visual of the two girls….one of them is much bigger than the other.” The pilot began as he looked down upon the site.

“Christina I bet.” Bill said as they asked for a little more detail about the site.

“Yeah, one is in her blue jeans and a red and white shirt while the other is in what appears to be in her bra and panties, with a black ponytail.”

“Which one is bigger?” Asked Parker.

“The one with the ponytail….she’s way bigger!”  The look on Parker and Bill’s face was priceless, looking of two stunned grown men who were about to be sick to their stomachs over that “news.”

It was now 7:30 in the morning and Christina was finally opening up her eyes from her deep nuclear radiation-induced sleep. Her eyelids opened up and she started to look around her. She had not changed at all in her massive size, but something in front of her looked bigger. Looking ahead, she saw two mountains stacked on top of each other, two sphere-spaced mountains of what had to be a woman’s flesh. It looked like two water balloons that were rested on each other in a vertical stack and each mound itself looked almost 1,000 feet in width. Together she was looking at a massive object that was about 2,000 feet high, two-thirds her own height. A ghastly fog was making things a bit hard to make clear to Christina’s eyes as she was thinking through what had happened. It reeked of something that was out of this world, even for her own taste. She knew her farts had been historically bad, but this stench was even outclassing it. It wasn’t just the fog that was obstructing her vision, it was her tears, was she really farting that bad?

But then she was able to take a closer look and finally take a gander at the two large mounds before her, there were a pair of white lacy panties on them, with bits of brown for dirt and fecal material in the past, the middle of the panties had a small splattering of brown that wouldn’t be noticed by most people. Then the letters were read, four large green-colored letters, J. A. D. E. It was quite obvious now whose panties those were and whose butt it was, but it was now such an enormous butt, Christina’s head was at the very least half the size of one of the buttocks. But no, it was definitely the ass of Jade Lee, rising up to 2,000 feet in height as Christina looked across the half-mile long gulf of barren desert that separated her face from Jade’s butt. Looking further to her left and right, Christina, still trying to get a grasp of everything going on around her started to see the backside of Jade’s legs and her bare back and they were super long, incredibly long, longer than anything she was used to. It now appeared that Jade had quite the growth spurt. With her heart pounding in fear of the ramifications of that, Christina looked back over toward the ass, she saw a little movement taking place, she already knew what was going…..

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It was Morning Thunder like never before, loud, thunderous, beautiful, gigantic and putrid! The fart sounded much louder than the nuclear strike that had attacked the girls the previous night, created a sonic blast of such epic proportions it could be heard for over 50 miles, spreading wind and dust all throughout the region. Sand storms were kicking up to the south toward the devastated Las Vegas as the deafening blast echoed on the sides of the mountains, cracking several nearby peaks with small friseurs throughout. Cracks appeared on the ground in multiple direction of Jade’s ass that Christina felt on the left side of her body. She could barely feel the cracks, but to a normal person they would have fallen in. The epic blast continued for a full one minute and 20 seconds as the winds and gases from this fart were spreading throughout the region. This wasn’t your standard Jade Lee room-clearing, house-clearing or even school-clearing fart, this was a county-clearing fart!

The smell of the fart was simply unreal, Christina’s could feel the piping hot winds blast against her face with a feeling that felt like sandpaper being rubbed on her face for the full 80 seconds. The smell of broccoli, eggs and cabbage digesting in the 16-year old’s stomach was being pumped into a space that was stinking up hundreds of square miles with the atrocious aroma of this girl’s flatulence. Christina began crying as the scent started to get to her, she could taste the gas everywhere and feel its effect; it was a real panty-burner that had the volcanic power that no real life Earth volcanos had. Global Warming was going to happen now because of this fart, there was no turning back as ice sheets in the Arctic were starting to crack and melt in record time from the billions upon billions of tons of methane and sulfur that were entering the atmosphere, spreading the smelly gas all throughout the atmosphere surrounding southern Nevada. Although the real smelly impacts would only be felt at worse within a 200-mile radius of the site, the trace elements of the gas would continue to spread through the atmosphere. 

Christina naturally was losing consciousness over the sudden surge in her lungs from the killer aroma of the gas. If she were anyone else, even at her size, she probably would have died, but exposure to both her gas and Jade’s was more than enough to keep her alive, albeit knocked out for several minutes as the titanic fart of epic power finally subsided, leaving with a constant residual hiss of much smaller quantities of the putrid, eggy gas for the next five minutes, slowly wafting out of the panties as the fart finally was finished, it was a whole night’s worth of built up gas. Normally, Jade would clear out her room with every Morning Thunder fart, but at her new and improved size, she was bringing down the air quality of the Earth. In recording stations from as far as Phoenix, Salt Lake City, Reno and San Diego, oxygen levels in the atmosphere went down one percentage point after the initial blast of gas. The amount of methane went up to about 0.001%, a dramatic increase at its level and sulfur cracked the top ten gases in the atmosphere, registering at 0.00005%, about as much as hydrogen in the atmosphere. The numbers may have not seemed like much, but it was the first real warning flag about the power of her flatulence on the entire Earth.

Several minutes passed and by the grace of God Jade did not have to fart again, she finally yawned as she woke up to the still overpowering stench of her gas hovering in the desert. Several hills nearby looked fairly warned out by the explosion of her gas. She saw Christina getting up and saw that she had a look of disgust on her face. Christina’s mind still wasn’t all there, but it was about to get a huge wakeup call.

“Good morning tiny.” Jade said with a thunderous giggle. Christina looked over at her and asked what she meant by that remark. Jade commanded that Christina would stand up. Doing so, Christina rose up and looked with a smile on her face as she was once again looking down on Jade, who was only lying on the ground. But then Jade proceeded to rise up from that position and it was made very, very evident that she was much taller. More and more Jade’s body rose in height, taller and taller than Christina could have even imagined. When Jade stood finally erect she began laughing at her new mighty height of 15,000 feet, the equivalent of 2.84 miles in height.

“But….but….but how….you’re….”

            “Large and in charge!” Jade said with a thunderous laugh, one that could be heard across all of southern Nevada. Christina looked with her eyes straight ahead; it was to the calves of Jade’s statuesque legs, with several hundreds of feet in width. Rising up from her 1,500 foot long feet, roughly Jade’s height during her stay in Los Angeles, Christina raised her gaze up to the kneecaps, which were so tall that Christina’s arms when stretched out to their highest point couldn’t even touch them. Above them, Jade’s thighs got wider and bigger, it looked almost as if one thigh was the equivalent in both size and weight to Christina’s entire body, and Christina was still the 3,000 feet in height that she was. Finally, at a distance of almost one and a half miles was the level of Jade’s rear end, her pride and joy, hovering over Christina like a high-flung piece of fruit that she could only dream about reaching. Above that, Jade’s taunt and muscular stomach continued up to her lofty and luscious teenage breasts, now about 1,000 feet in height and width, extending out some 6,000 feet from her body until she reached Jade’s face, looking down on her as if Christina were a small cat. At this point, she might as well have been, Christina was no more than a toddler to Jade Lee, her gigantic 16-year old friend. And then she heard the hissing sound of Jade pushing out a nice minute-long SBD.

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            Methane and sulfur counts in the atmosphere rose just a little higher as the smell of eggy shit and broccoli-induced sewage filled the air with such a yellow tint of air that there were no longer any blue skies around the normally open and sunny Nevada desert. It was a thick and toxic fog that took over a large region with 25-miles in each direction filling with a smell that would make a pig farm smell like a rose factory. 100-mile radiuses were now becoming commonplace as the zone for which few people could tolerate the stench. Christina backed down, back onto her knees, which made her look even smaller to Jade’s body, even her feet were reeking of her pungent odor and were looking so big compared to Christina’s massive body. The smell of pure unadulterated Jade Lee eggy SBD hung over the air as the giggles began once more.

“Sorry….growing up makes me gassy!”

            Christina was completely flabbergasted by the situation and for that matter so was the rest of the country. She asked Jade what had happened that caused her to get big. Jade explained that the nuclear radiation from the bombs made her grow, as it was a part of her formula, designed so that any exposure to nuclear power, given that there was a possibility that the country would want to kill her via a bomb, would aid in her growth. Instead of killing her, the bombs made her even bigger, likewise it had the same effect on Christina, only it wasn’t by much. Christina was still growing, but now she had a lot of catching up to do and as Jade pulled out her cell phone she got a hold of Tim to give him instructions for dinner. At her newly massive size Jade had realized that the way she could get ahead is with the two food items that gave her massive gas: chili and her fart stew. For each and every meal.

            “Come ‘on…let’s head back to Vegas!” Jade said as she swiftly began walking back to the south, for the roughly 25 mile trip back to the city. After taking a few steps she looked back and noticed Christina, still trying to catch up. Christina was walking with all her might as she had the previous night, even her strides had gotten bigger, walking roughly at a distance of 2,000 feet from one footfall to the next, but Jade was clocking in a stride of over one mile. She could ideally get to Las Vegas in under 30 steps while Christina was taking a bit longer. Still, Jade was in a hurry as she already had her breakfast prepared for her by Tim, who concocted the two food items for her along with a breakfast for Christina. As they traversed another small range Christina could smell another eggy SBD leave Jade’s anus, it was as strong and powerful as her worst SBDs on the previous day in L.A.

            “Oh my God Jade….that’s just wrong!” Christina cried out in fear as she started to take a whiff of the fart. On Jade’s scale it was a small fart, a very small fart that wouldn’t even be at her perceived range of her monster SBDs the previous day, and that was the truly scary part of the whole thing. This SBD was smelly beyond belief and held Christina back for a minute as she tried to collect her breath before soldiering on. The stench was lethal alright, but she was so far able to take it in, even if she wasn’t breathing it. Jade continued marching on, and it wouldn’t have been a surprise if she didn’t even hear Christina at all.

            Finally Jade had arrived back in Las Vegas, smoldering in the gastric aftermath of Christina’s little number on it. The area still reeked of Christina’s gas, but Jade was a new woman today and she was dead certain on changing the air quality in the region, but she was building her gas for now. She walked toward the center of town where breakfast had already been prepared. In the smoldering ruins of Downtown Las Vegas sat twenty extra-large bowls, which at Jade’s size were about the size of a twenty-block radius, smashing the various homes, highways and businesses of the valley.  Ten bowls contained her family’s famous recipe of the Fart Stew and the other ten contained her recipe for chili. Each bowl would have given her the power to empty out her apartment twenty times over, and she was now eating these bowls on a truly enormous scale. The bowls themselves were taller than anything left in the city and perhaps the most shocking part, when Christina had finally made it was how big they were compared to her. Christina was just barely taller than the standard crematic bowls that contained the food of the devil, which would fester something deep in the 16-year old’s bowels that would change everything.

            Jade sat down in an Indian-style pose and began working on her first gigantic bowl of chili. Christina sat down to some chili that had been set aside for her, smaller bowls since she would unlikely be able to finish off any of the chili in just one bowl. But Jade was munching through this stuff and making sure that she would have plenty left. The fears running through her head were legitimate as she knew the power of chili and the fart stew on Jade’s digestive system. The impacts of chili were known, but less was known about Jade’s Fart Stew other than the downright terrifying prospect that it gave her the ABSOULTE WORST FARTS! The Fart Stew was simply a collaboration of the most well-known gas producing foods, it was onion soup mixed with bits of broccoli, cheese, cabbage, eggs and beans mixed together with curry spices and a little bit of peppers. And if that wasn’t enough, she also included some of a protein shake she had used before in the past that gave her farts extra power. In truth the stew was actually quite horrible, the same equivalent of kids mixing different foods in a cafeteria and daring one another to drink the mixture. Anyone else, including Christina, who vowed that she could never eat such a thing, at least altogether, would have thrown up their first taste of this meal, but Jade ate the five large bowls of this stew, the most she had ever eaten in one seating.

            There was a very good reason that Jade would rarely eat her Fart Stew, the effects were just too much for anyone, including herself to manage. The first time she ate this concoction, she blasted off a big fart that took out everyone in her family for the night. She farted ten times that evening while working on homework and had to evacuate her apartment eight times due to the stench. The next day, still reeling from the aftereffects of the stew, she made a boy fall into a coma from breathing the gas from her stew-induced gas. Later on, she would make a few modifications to the stew and design something so chemically-potent that she would make herself pass out from the gas. One night, she ate the stew and made herself pass out on numerous occasions just so that she could become immune to the power, but in all of those instances, she ate only one bowl of the stew. Now at her size, she felt that five giant bowls were good enough for her.

On top of ten bowls of chili Jade finished off her meal with a glass of milk that was enough to fill Lake Mead, and with her lactose intolerance this turned Jade from the little girl complaining the previous night of her larger friend’s farts and complaining about a tower being taller into her, into a giant of extreme farting power of which there was no turning back for Earth. The world would learn on this day that nuking the girls was the absolute worst thing possible and as the stomach grumbles became stronger and more numerous upon the finishing of her final bowl, Christina felt that she needed to get away as soon as possible. But Jade ordered her to stay, and given that she was the size of a baby to her giant young friend, she agreed. Jade asked for her to take her cell phone and create a video that would be posted on Jade’s Facebook page immediately. Jade knew that the government would take a look at the film and she welcomed it, at the moment there was nothing on Earth to stop her from releasing the pent up gas that was bubbling up within her at the moment. Jade began with a statement of boasting that she had said once to Captain Parker, repeating it verbatim to the entire world in her declaration of gassy superiority.

“Hello Earth, my name is Jade Lee, a 16-year old girl with more power in her stomach than the nuclear arsenal of every country in the World. Nuclear power has been very kind to me and I am now a bonafied Farting Giantess, finished with a nice breakfast of chili and my Fart Stew.  This particular brand of chili that I had is made of almost the same stuff as the Fart Stew, the stuff even I said was too severe for me to eat too much of, less I kill everyone inside from my farts. The chili is a nice substitute; it is created with loads of beans, about four large cans worth of them. Ancient Chinese spices that my family gets help create a tangy taste to it and onions and little bits of broccoli are added in for special effect. Because I am worried about my protein and my added strength, I add a little fiber and protein supplements to that stuff, as well as my drinks. I have just eaten ten large bowls of this stuff and I am often still hungry for more, and when it enters my bowels it is only a matter of time before I begin letting off the worst, smelliest and largest farts I have ever produced. If you ever heard me out in the field and I had eaten some chili I’ll guarantee it you’ll will be begging for life for me not to let off another chili fart. Those farts are absolutely the worst. They come up unexpected, I can release so much yet create so little noise when it’s a silent one and a deafening blast when it’s loud. It sneaks up on is victims before they have a chance to counter it. Their eyes water and their nose burns as they try to inhale the incredible stench that had recently been gas forming in my stomach. They try to breathe it…they try to deal with it, but the smell clinches its victims like a snake and deprives every one of the ability to breathe in any normal air, and the smell only gets stronger and the gas more intense as I release more of it into the air. I don’t clear out rooms…or vans with this kind of fart…I clear out whatever the hell I want, and at my size that may include cities, counties and states. It’s a power that only I have and will be able to use in great quantities the bigger and gassier I get….my chili farts are the absolute worse. And to add onto all of that consider this, I had five bowls of my Fart Stew too….and let’s just say those farts are a hundred times worse…he…he…he…he….” Jade cascaded into a storm of giggles before feeling the rumbling in her stomach. Christina was still holding the camera with the video rolling before Jade finally felt the gas reach her building-sized sphincter, the two and a half mile tall giantess had to fart again, and this was going to be big!

“Get ready world because this is a Jade Lee Chili Fart…learn to appreciate it because I will be letting these out far more often in my life, and in smellier and bigger doses!” Jade said laughing as she slowly leaned her body over to her right with her ass pointed straight at the ground. There rising for the world to see was Jade’s titanic ass, a bubble butt among bubble butts, the curvyious of any her age and the most grandiose piece of female posterior to ever rule the Earth and between its tremendous cheeks and through her deep canyon of butt crack, she began to break wind.

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Jade farted. For a good two minutes straight, Jade was committing biological genocide on anyone in a 50-mile radius, which thanks to the previous farting around was very few. As she leaned over and squinted she brought forth a thunder that even a nuclear weapon couldn’t replicate, a sound so loud, so deafening, so powerful that people would go deaf for life if they were just within 20-miles of the epicenter blast. The sound was ringing in Christina’s ears and soon she was experiencing temporary deafness, as was Jade who was herself caught off guard by the sound and fury of this fart. This was a girl who never combined her chili and fart stew together for a good reason. One of each was enough to produced dynamic and killer farts, but combining them was bad news bears for anyone. Her fart continued with a rumbling pitch that held up as sustained as ever before. True, this wasn’t her biggest, this was a girl who had farted for five whole minutes at one time after all, but this fart was much stronger and louder than even that. She would not even wish it upon the world for a fart like this to leave her ass for five whole minutes; two was more than enough to show her demonstrative power.

The understand the amount of gas that had been brewing with Jade’s vast stomach, you had to picture a bowling ball inside, both in size and weight, full of nasty eggy gas that smelled of the highest caliber stench, a chemically-produced stench that was so foul that it couldn’t have even been imagined to have left a human’s behind, let alone a 16-year old girl’s. Even if both girls had been releasing historically awful gas that could stink up entire cities, the stench coming from Jade’s gas was much worse. This fart could bring down civilizations, at least if they had all congregated within the Las Vegas Valley. People wouldn’t even know what had hit them when they smelled this nuclear-powered fart. They would have experienced something so potent that they would be speechless to even guess how pungent the fart really was. And it was the kind of overpowering stench that would have killed anyone within 20 miles automatically of smelling it, force people into comas 30 miles out and knock everyone out within 50 miles, instantly and without mercy. If Jade had been normal-sized and released a fart of this strength and power, she would have emptied out her entire school, sent her family (well experienced with her farts) into comas and killed lesser-adapted people. The stench was well beyond the typical Jade Fart Smell….it was simply, The Smell, the most powerful aroma ever concocted by any human being without equal.

Out of Jade’s rear end came a gas that looked different from the yellow gas that she had been blasting off, it was now a mixture of brown and yellow, producing an ochre colored gas that was several steps up from what Jade had been releasing up to that point. The brown gas was spreading with such a force that sandstorms were being produced in every direction for 40 miles from the site. The gas would create mile-high clouds of both deadly gas and dirt that would sweep over the landscape with a power unlike that of the strongest wind storms in the solar system. At the current moment, Jade was the strongest wind storm in the solar system. The brown gas soon helped to produced brown clouds over the valley and helped to create a misty like effect that resulted in Fart Rain unlike any ever experienced before. It rained over the entire valley but to Jade it only felt like a fog against her gigantic 2 ½ mile tall body. The gas being cut helped to produce a shaking sensation that was felt for 100 miles in all directions. The gas would fill into the atmosphere and be carried into a wind pattern that would take it to the east. It would be several hours before the gas could reach other parts of the country, but the way that Jade was going, that was going to happen.

Out of her cute but worn out lacy panties came the full fury and power of the fart as it blasted a crater into the ground that was a good 50 feet deep. From the epic center of the fart, cracks were created heading out multiple miles. Freeways in the valley were snapped in half, houses (which were nearly already destroyed from the bomb-like effect of the fart,) and barren rock were split off from one another as these crevasses, about 30 feet deep and five to ten feet apart stretched out like a web from the epicenter of Jade’s ass in Downtown Las Vegas, which was completely obliterated off the face of the Earth. There was probably a 10 square mile region right there that was wiped off entirely by the strength of this fart. The winds tore apart the buildings like a rock smashing through small twigs. The foundations were cracked from the beyond-Earthquake like shaking of the ground and the foul gases had tainted the grass and trees as they started to change color from the change in air conditions. Leaves were blown away and palm trees ripped up into a thousand pieces as the fart utterly wrecked the place up worse than any country could ever dream. The bombardment was more final than the worst of war and it was merely the first of many, many farts that young Jade would release that day. On a normal day after eating chili or the fart stew she could easily do 100 farts, but with both in her system, that number could be much higher. Of course, not every fart could be THAT big, but there was nothing to say that the farts couldn’t be bigger than that either.

The laughter was as ear-splitting as the fart as Jade finally subsided her body after releasing that enormous discharge of gas. There were millions upon millions of tons of flatus that she had just expelled into the air, fouling up the land in southern Nevada to the point that the region would probably never be inhabited again. Looking over as Christina’s lifeless body on the ground she picked up her cell phone and giggled as she noticed it was still being sent. She texted a message into her status bar, asking “What’s on her mind?” Her response….”Just farted, felt good to let out but stinks like hell….must of been something I ate….LOL!” She typed as she laughed off her stench. Right then and there she stood up and blasted out three more farts of 40+ seconds.

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“Oh God that’s vile!” She said in utter disgust as she began to smell the impossible aroma of the gas, flowing through the air as she could still feel some of the aftershocks on the Earth of her first master fart. Little did she know yet how far away the fart was felt. The vibration was felt through all of Nevada, California, Arizona and Utah and the gas’s coverage was already spreading that way already. Christina had joyously hopped that her farts could smell so bad that they could smell it on the East Coast in a few days upon her becoming a giantess, Jade was trying to make it happen in less time than that. And right now, everything was going Jade’s way; she was Large, In Charge, and Gassy!

“He…he….Honey, I blew up the town!” She giggled some more as she saw the entire valley nearly wiped so that any nuclear strike would have been viewed as nothing in comparison. There on the floor, Christina was once again knocked out by the grand power of the fart, she wasn’t even conscious for more than half of that magnificent fart. But Jade was in the mood to head east, looking out toward Lake Mead she began walking and then her extra-sized walking farts begun.

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Ten more came out of Jade’s panty-covered rear end as she walked the relatively short distance from Las Vegas to Hoover Dam. Her walking farts covered the distance of about four steps as they were longer than the usual short toots she would push out. Jade looked back at her time in school when she would be blasting off fart after fart while walking around. In elementary school, she could bring people to their knees by her walking farts in the hallways; no one ever expected it to come out of a girl of all people. By the time she had reached middle and high school, her farts had become so bad that she couldn’t fart like that anymore. She would have to reserve herself to quiet off spaces to blast her farts. But now at her size, she felt as if the world was her, she could fart as she pleased and get away with it. The nuclear strikes had shown humanity that the worst it could throw at Jade, or even Christina for that matter, wasn’t nearly enough to kill them. To say that they were both invincible was not an understatement.

Captain Parker and Bill had finally arrived via a military plane to the Washington, D.C. area and showed up to the Pentagon where the country was discussing their strategies as various surveillance sources were showing Jade walking around Hoover Dam, not stepping on it because of the inevitable fact that she would crush it. All the while, blasting off more farts in the process, terrible, smelly farts that were larger than the biggest farts that Christina had released the previous day. There the president himself was there to greet the two men who expressed disappointment over the failed nuclear strikes.

“Well, we can’t say we didn’t play our best hand at this point gentlemen. We’re convening right now to discuss the situation.” The president said as he showed the two men into the Pentagon and made the long walk toward a situation room, with cameras monitoring the news as it unfolded.

“What are we looking at with a girl of Jade’s size right now?” Parker asked as the scientist there gave a rough estimate of Jade’s figures.

“She stands at roughly 15,000 feet in height, her breasts are hanging over at about two miles in height with her butt hovering at a cool 1 ½ miles. She has a mile-wide bust and breasts that both weight 10 million tons. Her ass itself is roughly the same weight and size, 12 million tons per buttock with a diameter of 1,000 feet each. Her overall weight is around 900 million tons and she can walk one mile per footfall. To her right now, a walk from say Las Vegas to the Grand Canyon would be the equivalent of walking down a block. Even her ponytail is larger than most buildings. It would be a severe understatement to say that Jade is big girl!”

“Luckily, Jade is over rather open terrain right now, so the impacts of her farts haven’t been felt yet, but at her size, if she were cutting these farts over the Northeast Corridor it would mean the death of millions of people. We feel that if we were to make a strike at her, we should do it sooner rather than later.” The main general watching the situation addressed as he pointed to television monitors showing the evacuations taking place in Arizona, New Mexico and Utah.

“The same for Christina, our analysis has shown a proportional growth pattern with her since her growth began. The first day she grows up to around 100 or so feet, the next it is up to 1,000 feet and the third is up to 3,000 feet. At that pace, she’ll be back up to Jade’s size in three days, of course, the nuclear radiation within her body may fuel that growth even sooner. She may be defeated, but we cannot underestimate her for long.” A scientific advisor, who had been monitoring the situation for the military, added.

“And Jade in the meantime is given free reign over whatever she wants. We could say that we have a solution to her problem, but in secrecy Captain Parker, there is no viable solution that has presented itself yet. This is a girl who is able to blast away loud and volumous amounts of flatulence that have been reported in multiple counties surrounding Las Vegas. The sound has been heard from Reno to St. George to Phoenix and we had scientists in those same regions reporting numerous spikes in ground vibrations and a change in the atmosphere’s composition.” The general reported back.

“What kind of changes?” Asked the president.

“More methane….more sulfur. Even as we speak, the sea level out in the Chesapeake Bay has risen one foot, in just a few hours; her gas is already taking hold of the Earth’s atmosphere.” The general said with a look of great concern on his face. Everyone had always thought it would be a possibility ever since Christina had become a giantess and started farting, and now it was truth.

“What kind of atmosphere are were looking out in the future. I know you (Captain Parker) were making some projections last night, are those projections any different?” The president asked. Looking down at the ground for a moment, Parker thought about what he had said and only admitted that the projections had to be different now.

“Probably double or so what we had thought. The methane is already circling the atmosphere in a good deal of the North American continent, affecting ice caps to the north and mountain glaciers down the Rockies. This is actually the effect of Christina’s major gas yesterday but rest assure, is being accelerated by Jade’s gas today. Jade’s gas quite frankly is a much different animal than Christina’s. It is deadlier, it is stronger, it is smellier. Her case of bad gas is much more potent than Christina’s, ever since Jade was 12 she had been able to exert her gastric dominance over Christina, to see Jade as the superior farter is a concern for all. I have experienced her chili farts and you do not typically walk away from those unscathed. Her fart stew farts are even worse, I’ve never smelled one of those but from what I’ve seen with the boy who was sent into a coma after being a recipient of them, it’s not any more pleasant.” What was being discussed was the fact that Jade’s gas came in two different forms. There was the gases that were spreading for hundreds of miles all around that were impacting the atmosphere, and there was her closer up gas which brought down the house for a 50 to 100 mile radius per fart and gassed up the entire region.

“And at her size?”

“It wouldn’t be a surprise if nearly half the country smelled her gas before the day was over. She is a gigantic farting machine and right now there is no stopping her. We have to accept that this world is at the mercy of what wafts out of this girl’s behind. Anyone in low water areas better evacuate now because those seawaters are going to continue rising.”

“What about the smell and the gas?” The president asked the scientist evaluating the situation.

“Right now sir? The stench will only be a factor for those within 100 miles of her, though the more she farts and pump gas into the atmosphere, the more that coverage increases. In time, her gas could cover the entire planet, changing the composition as it has been proposed. As long as we still have plants around, we will still have oxygen available. Available sunlight and carbon dioxide, which is a byproduct of flatulence, will ensue that plants remain alive; at least those that aren’t destroyed by the simple destruction, but more of these greenhouse gases will heat the earth up. An increased amount of gas hovering around may also cloud things up, cutting off sunshine. At the moment, we see an atmosphere that could possibly continue to keep animals, including ourselves alive, but the rapid greenhouse effect could trigger things. Already this morning, the National Weather Service has had to bump the high temperature in Phoenix from 105 to 120 because of the sudden increase in temperature from all the hot air being released through Jade’s farts.”

“Dear God, help us all.”

“I think the only way we can ensue Jade’s death right now….Mr. President, is if she were to let off a fart so bad that she would kill herself with the aroma.”

“I’m not sure anyone would want to breathe in that one.”

“No sir….that would likely be Armageddon for us all.” Parker said grimly as the men continued to discuss things being done. Meanwhile, another five farts of at least 20 seconds in length had brought Jade east of Lake Mead, where she helped herself to some of the water, emptying out the lake by 10% and walked her way to the east toward the Grand Canyon. The giant 16-year old had something in mind for this grandest of natural formations and it involved her grumbling stomach. She walked around the south rim of the canyon with more pressure building in her stomach, and although she was releasing relatively small blasts, about 20 seconds in length and with enough gas to take out whole small towns, she was holding something else back, a potent formation of fecal material that was sure to make her gassy up to the very end. Jade enjoyed the power that eating chili gave her, let alone most other foods that gave her gas, it was the power of knowing that she was armed and dangerous, that she contained a lot of flatulence that was going to be big and smelly and that she could release it at any time. And that there was nothing that anyone could do about it, that part thrilled her the most, the fact that she was in absolute control of the situation and could fart whenever and wherever she was. She was large and in charge and no one was telling her what to do, she was as close to be God as humanly possible and it was all thanks to her colossal body structure, overabundant and over productive bowels and her ever-present big and foul farts that could take the life of people if she thought hard enough. That made Jade Lee powerful. And now she was 2 ½ miles tall and on the verge of needing to make a serious bowel movement.

Looking over the Grand Canyon was different for Jade than the first time she had visited the natural attraction with her family. Back then, even to a rather large young girl as she was, the Grand Canyon was still awe-inspiring. She had believed, as it had been said many times, that one did not fully understand the grandeur of the canyon until they had seen it with their own eyes. Of course the Grand Canyon looked much different to her now. She viewed it now as if she were in an airplane flying over and the canyon, while actually looking still impressive, was more a sinkhole to her eyes now. To start it off, she was taller in height than the canyon was deep. Playing around the vast cliffs and rock formations, she was able to quickly end up in the canyon and still have her ass hover just over the flat terrain at the top of the rim. The canyon was more wide than anything, that’s what made it so grand. She couldn’t even straddle the canyon from rim to rim, at least not as its widest point near the main tourist section of the national park, but still the large hole had a look of appeal on her face. Looking down she knew that she had found a place to take a dump, a really Grand Dump!

Bending over on her knees she first had to get rid of some excess gas that was holding her crap back in her rectum, this was going to be a chili-fueled pre-dump fart, so it was going to be good. With her ass hovering over the canyon, she let loose.

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An exceptionally wet and juicy fart on a catastrophic scale was just not what the world needed. There could be many ways to describe this kind of monster, but it was simply a pre-dump fart for a 16-year old girl in the end. The sound of this fart was phenomenal, a bubbly fart that changed in pitch throughout and highlighted the constant changing nature of the stuff emerging from Jade’s asshole. The fart began as a bellowing blast of thick and humid smog that was brown-colored and highlighted the kind of gas that she had been letting out into the world. A trail of brown gas had formed a pathway from the Grand Canyon back to Las Vegas and was continuing to expand. The sound continued into a popping noise as the sounds of a thousand bubbles a second popping from built up gas and some liquid excrement that was part of the pre-dump process. The bubbles themselves were small on Jade’s scale but to a normal human being would be larger than a house and nearly a half of ton of liquid excrement and built-up gas.

As the fart continued toward its final one-minute duration, the stench of the gas started to make its presence known and it was as foul as anything that Jade had released that day. The was a heavy aroma of shit as the fart continued, a sign of what was to come as the smell got heavier and heavier. Jade waved her hands around playfully as she remarked at the bad smell but it was simply unheard of on such a scale for a stench to be this foul for this large of a region. Paper mills would stink up entire cities with a foul smell that would make it hard to live there, but what Jade was doing was ten times worse, even more than that. The gas was just starting to be smelled in Phoenix as the rumbling from the gastric explosion was continuing at a small tremor’s pace. Anywhere north of Flagstaff however was the site of a mega volcano of gas. The sonic power of the gas would flatten pine trees all around as the wave of shitty brown gas would come rushing out at incredible speeds. Normally, a fart could travel at the speed of ten feet per second, but on Jade’s scale that was more like several miles a second, and spreading in all directions further out. Luckily for her this area was lightly populated, but the sick and twisted mind that belonged to jade Lee was ready to share her gift with a larger populated area, and Phoenix met that description.

But first things first, the shit was coming. As Jade’s fart reached it’s 45-second mark little boulder-sized pellets of actual shit began to fire out of the lacy panties and down across the canyon, creating small craters against the wall, noting formidable yet but enough to be impacted. As the fart was finishing off, she was letting out mixed precipitation in the form of her extra putrid gaseous flatus and her small bits of wet crap that indicated it was time for her to go.

“Time for a poopie!” Jade yelled out with a thunderous voice that could be heard for miles upon miles. It was a little childish to say in that manner and she knew it, but the food that had been digesting in her stomach from all-day yesterday to that morning indicated as well. The shit had been building that whole time and to say that she had a large load to release was saying it mildly. She quickly slid her panties off, to make sure that they stayed dry enough to survive her gaseous onslaught and standing over the rim with her feet planted over what would have been the Visitors Center for the Grand Canyon National Park, she began relaxing her anal muscles before pushing out of her vagina a stream of urine.

A jet of piss so powerful it would rip a Great White Whale into a hundred pieces if it passed through at its source started to flow out and onto the canyon walls, instantly and permanently carving a new wall against the cliffs as pieces of rock that had stood for thousands of years started to crumble down toward the Colorado River bottom. This passage of yellow urine continued for another minute and a half as Jade had a pretty full bladder to empty. The effect on the canyon was rather dramatic already for what was being released. The water levels in the Colorado continued to rise as bits of the canyon were being carved by the newly-created extra moisture to add in the erosion. The current of urine continued to flow for miles on end, mixing up with the natural water of the river and killing off many of the marine animals there. Eventually, the piss would collect up in a rising Lake Mead, which had already lost some of its water when Jade drank the water, ending a big cycle in homogenous urinary system that Jade possessed. It didn’t surprise anyone that Jade had incredibly long peeing episodes in her life back as a normal eight-foot tall girl.

Now with that out of the way, her anus puckered up and let loose two wet farts lasting 20 seconds in length each as Jade was opening up for her shit to push out. After the farts had ended, she felt the first turd and began to open up her anus, to a width that could swallow up a small neighborhood and out came the beginning of the largest turd to ever be released by anything on Earth, and it would still be among the smallest ones in the dump Jade was about to take.

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A wet fart was cut as she began cutting out this log, though log would be too lenient of a word to use at the moment. Jade’s turds, as the big girl she always was, had been described as logs and bricks in the past, but you had to use a new definition for this one: monumental. Even at that description though, Jade’s turd was longer and larger than any monument. To give some accurate description to the size of the mushy and solid piece of brown female shit, about 100 Statue of Liberties could fit inside the piece comfortably. The piece of shit was about 5,000 feet long with a thickness of over 1,000 feet. The turd began its decent out of Jade’s anus and crashed below on the floor of the canyon, coiling up a long and snake-like form as the peak of the coil reached more than half-way up the canyon. Rocks were crushed in the ensuing rockslide as her shitty water and pieces of fecal material began messing up with the Colorado River, already tainted by her river. Her turd was naturally millions of tons in weight, probably much more than that.

Lifting up her right leg briefly, she let loose another wet ripper spewing out tons of chunks of shit as another watery batch of shit started to erupt from her anus.

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“Ugh….that’s ripe!” She said as an airy hiss of silent but deadly gas erupted, a short and simple hiss that only lasted ten seconds, after which followed a volley of seven large turds, almost the same size as the original, with the last two turds coming out at astronomical sizes beyond one mile in length and 2,000 feet in thickness. She had to move about the canyon ever so slightly to make sure that the grand cavern in the ground had the room to hold her feces, and the canyon wasn’t winning.

The canyon walls were being blasted by the enormous turds, pounding into some of the rock strata of the canyon and missing others. It was a patchwork job more than anything as her massive load of fecal material was trying to find room in the Grand Canyon to rest. After her last piece of shit had come out she took a quick glance and had to grimace at the site. At the moment, about a ten-mile section of the canyon had shit covered all over. The turds had already started to merge together to form a huge blob of crap that rose to a high of 5,000 feet at least, and peaking at a dozen points over the rim of the canyon. It was unclear just how much of the canyon was holding up from the tons upon tons of shit over it, but more was about to come. Standing there and looking up in the air as she felt more surging within her, she quickly moved to another section of the rim, just past Matter Point and lowered her ass in a crouching position where she unloaded another terrible fart.

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About as nasty and disgusting of a fart that Jade had ever cut had left her ass in an explosive manner that shook up the entire canyon and a region about 30-miles away from the site. A noxious stench of untold proportions came out as wet bits of crap continued to leave her ass as she was cutting this behemoth of a fart. Pine trees all around the site were being knocked over, even on the North Rim where the winds of her fart were bellowing down upon them stronger than the aftershock of a nuclear bomb. The winds of hot female flatulence were killing native animals left and right as the stench of the fart continued to grow in downright horrid potency. Brown clouds of fart gas continued to pour out as they created a fog effect that filled the rest of the canyon all the way up to Page. Near the site of her already exhaustive dump the gas merged with the fumes from the dump to create a stench that was even deadlier than what she had been releasing. As this fart was finally ending Jade could feel the opening for more crap to leave her ass. Pushing forth, out came five large pieces of crap, all over 6,000 feet in length and 2,000 in width, she was filling the wide section of the Grand Canyon now.

“I would kill a toilet with this one!” She cried out in euphoria as she then proceeded to let loose a complete dozen pieces of shit, all of varying shapes and sizes as they continued to ooze out of her anus with the constancy of a deluged which continued to fill the canyon with her crap. Because of the incredible size of her dump its only downside was that it was ending so soon. She felt the crap leave her ass and after the last turd she realized that she was just about it for shit for the canyon. But before she had to do that….

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And out came the most tremendous deluge of watery crap any shit receptacle had ever gotten, a nearly three-minute onslaught of crap that came to the most terrifying and thunderous sounds ever conceived. This would be a shit by God if by anyone else, the torrent of crap flew out with probably a good ton or so in each passing second’s worth of crap, crashing into the canyon and carving up more and more pieces of the walls. Even if the Grand Canyon wasn’t going to be completely decimated by the impact of the bowel movement, it was going to look different. Jade now had a smile on her face as she thought about the prospects of doing this over a city. As the torrent of shit was finally up she had a look of relief on her face as if she ever had one. Looking down below, she probably now had about a 20-mile zone of the canyon complete stocked up and full of her shit, towering to untold heights with some of the fecal material towering over 200 feet from the rims of the canyon. Looking back she now had a very shitty butt crack and needed to dry it off somehow. Luckily Jade was always packing and knew the best way to do this, without any toilet paper is by a really dry fart, and she was able to dial up just that.

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Unfortunately, her extremely dry and silent fart was picking up the last bits of shit and stunk up to high heaven, literally, it was as nauseating and horrid of an SBD that Jade had ever cut. The surge of gas that overtook her butt crack to dry off the region from the wetness that had been created helped to spew an eviler kind of stink that was simply off the charts. This disgusting brown and puke green-colored gas started to flow out of her ass as she made her gas leak cover a good chunk of Northern Arizona in just this one SBD. It was a fart that could have stunk up her house for the entire day and taken out everyone in school upon smelling. From Interstate 40 northward in Arizona it wouldn’t be a surprise if anyone was still alive after smelling the dreadful stench from this fart. And upon its release it was clear to Jade that she had to get out and quickly. Taking her giant panties, lying over the forest as it had knocked over a great score of trees she slipped them up over her now drier, albeit not completely dry butt and started to walk toward the south past Flagstaff.

Jade’s butt crack remained a little juicy and that helped to add just a little bit more funk to her gas as she continued at record clips to blast fart after fart, nearly one every two minutes for a good 15 minutes as she walked south over hills, mountains and plains past the Northern Arizona community of Flagstaff and south toward Phoenix.

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Jade’s walking farts was becoming a lethal stream of radiation-like flatulence that continued to erupt from her over mile-high anus and into the atmosphere, spewing its wicked aroma everywhere. Each fart was over 30 seconds in length and she was blasting them once per every ten steps and after another step or so she started releasing another, releasing pitched sound that changed only with the movement of her legs as it changed the orientation of her butt cheeks and as such changed the sound of the atrocious gas leaving her ass. Some ten smelly farts later and Jade was already reaching the Valley of the Sun, home of Phoenix, Arizona.

Within Phoenix city limits on the north side, Jade was more than surprised to find there waiting three extra-large bowls of chili, about 2,000 feet in height and 3,000 feet in length. It was odd to see the chili there, but then she remembered that Tim had been heading around the area and was laying out the food for him. What she didn’t know yet was that Tim was travelling by helicopter, through unknown means. But nevertheless, she went down and started gulping on the chili, knowing that it was going to make her radically horrendous farts even deadlier. Holding in her sphincter muscles as best as she could, Jade insisted on gulping through the chili first before even letting loose her toxic radiation, but as she worked halfway through her last bowl of chili, her anal muscles opened up very briefly and an extremely silent hiss of gas left her for ten seconds, it was very small on her scale.

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“Whoopsie.” She said with a nervous laugh.

It was minuscular compared to any of the bombs that Jade had been releasing that morning, but its destructive power was much more than even she could have imagined. Even with Jade seated with her legs stretched out before her and the bowl of chili in her lap and with her ass pressed well into the ground, the surge of wicked SBD gas still came through every crevasse made available from the interaction between her body and the flattened ground and created a creepy fog of brown gas that started to spread from body. The damage was already being done, it wasn’t even what she wanted to do, but was indicative of just how much gas was in her stomach already. Churned from a young girl’s stomach, Jade’s silent but deadly gas took hold over a 20-mile region that already engulfed nearly the entire Phoenix area with a stench so pungent it would have the same equivalent for a person stepping outside an aircraft and into space as it would for someone taking a whiff of the air that wafted out of Jade’s rear end. There was just too much sulfur in the stench for the fart to be handled likely. For someone as big as Jade and maybe 30 miles away, surviving the fart would be possible, but not anywhere in the valley.

“Man, now I really need to finish these…..gag me already!” Jade cried out in a surprising show of disgust in the fart she had just leaked out of her ass. But nevertheless the damage was already done. She quickly scarfed down the rest of her chili in only two minutes and immediately stood up from where she had sat. All around her, a light brown fog laid in as it started to conform to the mountainous terrain around the Phoenix area. Straight ahead of her in like a 10-step walk was Downtown Phoenix along with the Midtown skyline of the city. Shrugging her shoulders like it was no big deal she felt she might as well get on with it. Stepping over, she forgot just how much bigger than the city she really was now, the tallest building in Phoenix didn’t even reach her ankle, even the mountains to the south of town were only as the lower part of her calf; this destruction was going to be very quick. Straddling over the downtown core of the city, Jade started squatting down as if she were to take another shit. After moving her body so that her ass was lower than her knees and her hands were on the ground, still a few hundred feet over the top of the tallest skyscraper, she flexed her ass muscles for a moment before cutting her next big one, and big it sure was.

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Jade had forgotten her size and power over the situation and began to feel quite sorry for the destruction she was causing, she wasn’t farting over Phoenix, she was obliterating it. No one could be quite sure of what happened as many of the cameras still recording the scenes were knocked out from the force but needless to say, no nuclear weapon could cause the damage that this one, two-minute, chili-fueled fart did. Down from her anus, her panties were no match for the wave of gastric stench that came blowing in at speeds that rivaled the biggest storms in the solar system. The fart created a blast so intense that it blew the buildings in the skyline up like foam pieces up against a sledgehammer. The fart itself was strong enough to blow a hole into the ground and spreading dirt out in a 15-mile region from the deepening hole, encompassing all of the devastated Downtown Phoenix and spreading further out to include even the airport and Midtown region. The hole continued to grow as the fart continued on, creating a thunderous sound that was heard from El Paso to San Diego and through the northern border regions of Mexico and all of Arizona. Ecological damage was being done on a scale unlike any ever witnessed by human eyes.

And then the smell came out it was a punishing of a stench from Jade’s rear end as ever before. By now people were aware that chili gave her extremely painfully smelling farts that at this point were very lethal, but here the gas was as encompassing and expansive as anything ever released by her. On her normal scale, this would clear out a city block, gassing out all occupants and bring them into unconsciousness. She thought about the fart she had cut at a basketball camp that took out the entire cafeteria and part of the school, the stench here was ten times worse. There weren’t yet words created to even help describe The Smell. But none of that mattered a whole lot, since the smell was bad enough to kill people in Tucson as well as any direction of the barren desert surrounding Phoenix. The brown cloud of Jade’s gas, still hanging around like chili fart gas in Jade’s bedroom overnight after a bowl of that lovely food, hung over nearly all of Arizona, plus parts of New Mexico, Utah and Mexico itself. Her gas was now going international and all on the TV screens in the country they saw as this 16-year old girl fueled with chili-produced gas was causing catastrophic damage that couldn’t have even been predicted in the Bible.

“Oh boy…oh boy that’s stinky!” She said as she transitioned into a storm of giggles. She quickly got up as she looked over at the Phoenix area, or what would pass as the Phoenix area. Now, it just looked like a batch of brown all over. Miles upon miles of devastated streets and houses and buildings, no catastrophe in human history could complete with what was done here. Within 20 miles of Downtown Phoenix on all sides the ground was leveled with very few buildings or anything left. A good two or three million, those who hadn’t already evacuated the city had been killed off and worst of all, the wretched stench was getting to Jade’s nose and she had to leave before falling victim to her own stink. As she began walking out though, she released three more gastronomical bombs of over one minute each.

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“I’m gonna kill the whole world at this rate!” Jade said chuckling to herself as she waved her ass and commented on the lethal aroma of her gas. She didn’t even think for one second to stay in Phoenix after releasing those warm and bombastic farts. Their sound echoed throughout the atmosphere as the fatal vapors from her flatulence reached far-flung regions. People in western Texas and New Mexico were now getting their first decent whiff of Jade’s sulfur-burning farts and the news everywhere was that of panic. States of emergency were being declared left and right from Arizona to Texas but as Jade continued to release her putrid and heinous farts of incredible power and stench, there was nothing anyone could do. With chili resting in her stomach, Jade had the power to command whatever she wanted.

Meanwhile, back in Las Vegas, Christina Lopez awoke more than two hours after witnessing Jade fart there in the city and she awoke to the oddest of things, someone screaming at her. She looked around her spot in the city as she thought a bit about what had just happened. She had felt betrayed by Jade and her sudden growth, but instantly knew the cure to her problems. She knew enough about her location in the state of Nevada and what likely lay to the north of the city, those atomic bombs had to come from somewhere. And therefore, without much else to go by she stood up and began walking to the north in the direction of Area 51.

It took about an hour for Christina to finally make it north to Area 51, which had now been deserted due to the mobilization of troops elsewhere and with big chunks of Nevada, California and Arizona blocked out, it wasn’t like much was moving around there. She wondered herself to the site of an old plane bunker, which had three nuclear bombs located inside of them. It was by mere luck that she had found them, but knowing what nuclear bombs apparently did to Jade, she decided to test them on herself. At worse she would die and at best…well her growth would increase. Of course, she didn’t know at the time that these bombs carried a little more punch than the ones that had been dropped on Jade. Ripping open the roof to the bunker she saw the three bombs and took her right foot and pushed down on the bomb, hoping to let them off in a similar fashion as the bomb being dropped from the ground. She heard the booms and saw the flashes and without her realizing it much, she had passed out from the effects of the bombs, the detonations had worked. Another hour had passed before Christina had gotten back to her senses, but needless to say, the plan worked accordingly.

“Ugh….man do I feel bad…where am….I?” Christina looked down and was surprised by how small the mountains in the area were looking. She looked around her and all around was barren land. Sitting down, she was already 10,000 feet in height. She thought about what had just happened to her and her sudden growth, or what the growth had been, but then the urge hit her, the urge to let rip of fart and knowing Christina, she leaned over while she was still seated and blasted a truly titanic-sounding fart.

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Seated on the ground, Christina was unaware that she was already over 20,000 feet in height with a fart that shook the entire state of Nevada with the force of a billion nuclear bombs, cracking some of the nearby mountains as a vicious wave of green gas flowed out of her ass, creating a pollution of deathly proportions that had never before been reached, even in Phoenix. Jade didn’t know it yet, but Christina had already cut the biggest fart ever. Even if the fart was only one minute and 15 seconds in length, it was more than enough to make it the bassiest and most dick-raising blast of flatulence ever conceived. Even if Christina had only a little bit of chili compared to her friend, there was nothing to say about this fart other than it was amazing and with power. Complementing herself, Christina fanned the winds of her gas as they traveled east into the state of Utah.

 “Sorry about that….I guess growing up really does make you gassy!” The 20,000+ foot high 19-year old giant said as she waved the noxious air from her. Smelling like nothing she had ever smelled before, Christina had reentered the game and with a knockout punch fart like that, there was much for the extremely giant and flatulent Jade Lee to worry about.

The stage was now set for the two comparably giant girls to trek their way across the United States on separate paths that kept them just far enough away from each other so that their gas wouldn’t become redundant. This kept Jade from shrinking any from the exposure to Christina’s gas and both girls were allowed to share their wretched stench across the land. That was the only problem however; their gas now carried a much larger coverage as was evident in the gas that was produced from Christina’s first big fart. While Tim was helping out Jade by creating giant bowls of chili, while in Arizona and New Mexico he helped produce five large bowls of Mexican-style chili that infused the best of Mexican food with chili, giant bowls of beans and other items were being produced elsewhere in the country too. It was the smell of baked beans coming out from what appeared to be Salt Lake City that enticed Christina over her way.

Ever since Jade had started to become big, she had sent out small portions of her chemical to a select group of people that had…let’s just say a fetish for this sort of thing. It was always a part of her plan to have backup plans that included those who really did get a kick for this sort of thing. The plan had the chemical sent to various cities where deranged guys who really hoped for a farting giantess would take the chemical and hide it and use it only when Jade became a giantess. Their hopes were actually rewarded when the deed was done and in their attempt to benefit the giant girl they would help give her food her size for substance. The problem now was that they weren’t sure if the giantess coming was Jade or someone else and Christina was more than willing to take an advantage of that situation.

With a footfall that covered a mile and a half Christina was able to make it to the city in less than 20 minutes, smelling the air around her that still hovered with her gas. She made it north first across far eastern Nevada before finding a very small ribbon of concrete that was Interstate 80 and followed it across the salt plains that led toward the Great Salt Lake. She could still smell the gas that provided for some killer hang time as it wafted over to the east, even rising up the mountains to produce some green clouds that helped to create some sort of artificial condensation effect. But looking down on the city of Salt Lake City and seeing the giant bowl of baked beans sitting on top of the expansive site of the international airport Christina thought about just how much worse her gas was about to get as she quickly moved over to sit down at the airport, killing numerous people in the process. The city itself was just now starting to evacuate, hard too since a lot of the people in Salt Lake City were refugees who had just left San Francisco. But with a Christina Lopez 20,000 feet tall and eating a bowl of baked beans larger than a small town, there was probably little hope for them at this point. The jean-cladded Hispanic giantess began to eat the beans as news of Christina’s new resurgence made it to Washington, D.C.

“How big?!” Asked Parker as he received a quick update on Christina’s status.

“20,000 feet we estimate. She’s almost a mile taller than Jade is now.” The government official stated as the men continued to monitor the situation from the Pentagon.

“What’s her present location?”

“Salt Lake City, Utah.”

“Any hope for the people there?” Bill asked as he started looking at a monitor that showed an air force plane flying roughly in the area of Provo, Utah as it observed Christina eating the giant bowl of beans.

“It will probably be worse than Phoenix.”

Back in Utah, Interstates 80 and 15 were jammed full of people as they all tried to make a quick exodus out of the city, but alas it wasn’t going to matter much for them. Christina went through the bowl of beans in as much of a hurry as she had ever done before. She had demolished all the beans in the giant bowl in less than five minutes and already the gas was building within her. Unlike the gas preluding to the fart back in Nevada after her most recent growth spurt, this gas already felt like more within her stomach. She could feel it burn inside of her as the beans, each bean the size of a house and full with as much of the notorious elements that helped produce gas inside of her, and knew the gas was coming very soon and with a grand power that would even grab the attention of Jade. Feeling full and nourished by the beans she stood up and saw once more just how much her body shadowed over Salt Lake City, it was no contest and now she knew how much Jade enjoyed her new height. The tallest building in Salt Lake City was 422 feet, about halfway up the toe part of her tennis shoes. Of course in Salt Lake City, the Wasatch Range Mountains were really the kings of the skyline, but even their tallest peak peaked out just above her knees.

Christina looked over the orderly grid system of Salt Lake City as she found the clustering of buildings in the downtown part of the city, with the Mormon Temple lying in the middle. Feeling the surging gas reach her anus she knew to point her ass, much like Jade did, in the direction of downtown to show off her new gassy powers to the world. She had recalled her gas’s influence in other cities in California and in Las Vegas, but at her new height it would be even deadlier. Her ass created an eclipse that bathed most of the central part of the city in darkness as street lights were turned on automatically and people carried out in horror of their impending doom. Social media had ensured that they had already found out about Phoenix. But that was coming from a girl much smaller than the giantess that hovered over their city; Phoenix was only an appetizer of what was to come. Grunting a little as she felt the gas reach her anus, Christina, uncaring about the screams of doomed citizens whom she couldn’t hear anyway, push forth a monstrous fart that completely and utterly destroyed Salt Lake City back to the desert of which it had been born.

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Christina Lopez had already let loose bigger and longer farts than the one she released over Salt Lake City, but this one had triple the power of the biggest fart ever. For about a minute and a half she erupted out of her ass a fart that smelled of newly-digested beans and carried with it a punch of gas so vile and vicious that the entire Wasatch Front from Logan down to Provo was immediately gassed out with all residents chocking and finally succumbing on her noxious fumes. It hardly mattered if there were near the epicenter of the blast; they weren’t going to survive the bombastic fart of a 20,000-foot giantess. Much as it had happened in Phoenix, the downtown of the city was utterly destroyed. Temple Square was reduced to dust and rubble and the downtown skyscrapers fared no better. The fart unleased winds stronger than even the ones Jade was releasing and any person standing on the street as Christina pushed for that giant fart would have been pulverized into a bloody pulp from the sheer force of the winds. No one was meant to survive a fart with the power such as this. Neighborhood after neighborhood in the city was destroyed with a force that made surviving a nuclear explosion seen like the slightly more preferable alternative. The sound of this bubbly fart was too something unfathomable to imagine. To Christina’s ears, it was simply a loud fart that could have been heard throughout her bedroom and down the hallway at Section 26, but to anyone normal person-sized, it blew up your eardrums and created a vibration so strong that the human body couldn’t handle the high pitch anymore and blew up just from hearing up, yet another way people died from the girl’s fart.

The gas barrowed its way upwards on the western edge of the ragged Wasatch Mountains as trees were destroyed and dirt and boulders lifted off the ground from the titanic wind that moved upwards, creating an orographic uplift unlike any other witnessed from the gas. A heavy green fog was produced from the gas that rushed across the valley floor with as much speed as a normal fart of this caliber in a small room with a normal-sized Christina. The cloud of thick and toxic gas continued to raise itself upward into the air as numerous green clouds were forming, all filled with the poisonous residue of the slight wetness in Christina’s bean blast. The fumes made their way up the mountain passes and over to the other side where the ski resort of Park City was quickly overwhelmed with the pungent aroma of Christina’s fart. The light green clouds gave way to more Fart Rain as it fell over onto the ground, flooding nearby streams with condensed water from Christina’s hot and humid fart. At the highest elevation the precipitation fell as snow, mostly white as usual with bits of green mixed in. The weather system being produced from the fart continued its march eastward as well as to the north and south from her initial blast as the gas hovered over the valley with the worst smog effect the city had ever seen, and this was already a city that had bad air quality problems due to its position by the mountains and dried up desert to the west. As the fart had subsided Christina was left waving the hot and deadly fumes away from her ass as she recoiled in havoc at her own dreaded stink. It was not even her smelliest fart but that hardly mattered anymore. Giggling at the destruction she had caused, she stood up back to her full erect height and marveled as the spreading cloud of green gas, hovering strongly over Salt Lake County and adjacent Davis and Utah counties. Elsewhere, it was spreading in all directions throughout all of northern Utah. There wasn’t much she could say about her fart. Patting her stomach as it slowly subsided for the moment from the pure and destructive gas still bubbling about in there, she expressed her relief.  

“That felt good!” She laughed as she smelled her gas and looked about at the destruction she had done. The earthshattering fart had been felt throughout Utah and over in the middle of New Mexico, Jade had sworn that she had heard it too. Deadly gas of another caliber was still leaving her ass at scaring intervals as she heard a thunder come from the north and recalled that it wasn’t from her. Someone near a mountain range in the middle of the state Jade noticed that a fire was starting to break out with a small plume (to her eyes) of black smoke rising from the beast. While she was concerned about the thunder as she wasn’t stupid to think that Christina was gone completely, she decided this was as good of an opportunity to have some fun. She walked up to the range in question, only a few thousand feet high in elevation she was able to squat over the peaks of the mountains and question and lower her lacy panty covered ass down toward the fire. Already the flames started to get larger as they took up a larger swath of territory then they had in the previous minute, but Jade wanted to see just how damaging lighting a fart could be. She pushed forth upon the opening of her anus and unleased a really damaging and pungent SBD.

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The more-than-one-minute long fart was created for one purpose, to see just how much she could create a fire, or help it grow in this case, from her gas’s deadly effects. The effect was quite surprising. At the core of the spot where her silent wind first reached the mountain top, the gas was blown at such a high velocity it literally pushed the fire out of a region that stretched for about ten square miles. Where there was fire was nothing but destroyed trees and swept up grass from the strong winds of her flatulence. Another small crater was forming from the strong pressure created from the ludicrously strong winds of her gas. Where the gas pushed outwards was where the fire started to gain its strength. On a perimeter outside of this zone of absolute deadness that was the epicenter of Jade’s SBD, a fiery explosion that consisted of a 1,000-high fire wall was consuming everything in its distance as it expanded its coverage for miles away from the fire’s start. The gas was consuming the fire by itself, merging with the fire to create a Fart Fire, a relatively new phenomenon, started only a minute ago when Jade pushed out what to her was a simple Silent but Deadly Fart. The Fire Fart was unlike anything ever witnessed before.

For once, the stench was significantly greater than some of her most recent farts. It turned out that burning a Jade fart meant creating a vile stink that forced Jade to slowly move away once her fart was finished. At that point the damage was already done; she had laid the first domino and watched for a distance as the rest happened. Along the mountain range and down the edges toward the flatter desert-like lands below, the Fart Fire continued to consume everything in its path with the added elements of methane and sulfur to create an experience ten times worse than your typical forest fire. Everything was incinerated and worse, stunk of what seemed like an infinite number of rotten eggs. Burning fart gas smelled the worst and Jade for once realized that she was creating a stench so foul and inhumane that people in the Texas panhandle were just starting to catch a whiff of the putrid stink of this fart, produced nearly 200 miles away. The fire eventually began to die down as the fart eventually lost its punch and the fire ran out of the fuel that it would need to burn due to a lack of vegetation. Jade’s constant farting from Phoenix eastward helped with that too. Trees were no match from the ghastly odors that emerged from her behind and this last SBD was the final straw. It was not an understatement to say that nearly 90% of all life, whether it be human, animal or plant in southern Arizona and the southern half of New Mexico was killed off just from Jade crop-dusting the region with her ravage and deadly flatulence. The 16-year old giantess couldn’t be any prouder.

Both Christina and Jade were farting at large and there was nothing that anyone could do about it and they were destroying everything in their path, with Jade’s Fire Fart and Christina’s utter destruction of Salt Lake City, nothing stood in their way and there was no solution available, and worst of all time was running out. The girls were making great time eastward and the sight of another giant bowl of beans appearing somewhere near Grand Junction, Colorado and a bowl of chili in El Paso didn’t help to comfort anyone. The girls were giant, they were gassy and they had a continuous amount of fuel to keep their powerful gas at peak condition and the view from space of the yellow and green gas produced from both Jade and Christina respectively told an even more harrowing story. A zone of light yellow gas hovered over a large swath that included nearly all of Arizona and much of New Mexico, big enough to carry over a region of over 200,000 square miles with Christina’s recent flatulence covering an expanding region of 100,000 square miles that covered a large chunk of eastern Nevada and the northern half of Utah. Her green cloud wasn’t nearly as expansive, but that giant bowl of beans was helping her reclaim some territory. Their farts were so big and had such extraordinary hang times that the air still stunk of Jade’s chili-fueled fart blasts in Las Vegas to the point that the air was unbreathable. They were now clearing out entire states, as opposed to their bedrooms back at their normal sizes.

Plumes of green gas flowed out of Christina’s ass as she walked across the rugged landscape of the northeastern part of Utah. The land normally would have been unhospitable to a normal person walking through there, but at her current height she was able to move at the pace of over one mile per footfall, which made her trip eastward a bit quicker. To her, it was no different than flying in an airplane, albeit at a low altitude of 20,000 feet and viewing the landscape before her. Various small hills, bluffs and mountains were no match for her powerful feet, which created craters more than 30 feet deep into the ground with her every step. She was approaching the Colorado border when she saw the next giant bowl of beans ready for her consumption. A bit surprised to find it she quickly jogged away past the Book Cliffs and into the beginning of the Grand Valley to the location of the giant bowl of beans just west of Grand Junction, Colorado. Not feeling much of a need to sit down she instead picked up the bowl and gulped the beans as if she were chugging milk away from a glass. It took five minutes for her to devour the beans but she did so with such gusto that it seemed even shorter.

Tossing the white plastic bowl out toward the west, where a haze of green gas hung over, she stood up and began to press against her stomach as she felt the gas was already ready to go. Standing up she was ready to let rip with what she had thought would be a large and loud fart. It was large, but incredibly silent as she pushed out a full two-minute SBD.

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Standing at her full height, the large red-rocked Grand Mesa stood no higher than her knees as her jean covered legs continued upwards to her ass, standing at an elevation of two miles from the surface. Her muscular legs were more than several city blocks thick and her thighs as thick as small neighborhoods as they lead up to her jean-cladded buttocks, both now larger than small towns with a butt crack that would be considered a natural wonder outside of the few large canyons in the West. From there, her familiar red and white t-shirt, both having been worn for several days now and reeking themselves of her gigantic body sweat, let alone the lethal emissions of her ass. She stood up to where clouds were now reaching the top of her head as she laughed down upon the Grand Valley and the city of Grand Junction. She released this SBD not knowing yet that it was her biggest fart yet. Without the thunderous bomb that alerted the residents of Salt Lake City of their doom those in Grand Junction had little warning, and even if the SBD was being pushed out at an altitude that was higher than the highest peaks in Colorado, its destructive power was quickly making its presence known and people were dying anyway.

Experiencing an SBD from Christina, much as it was from Jade, was like experiencing the fallout from a nuclear radiation. The pure radiation from the fart was too much for anyone in the valley, stretching east toward the Rocky Mountains and south toward Montrose, to withstand. The silent gassy fart produced a scorching hot wind that caused the insides of her panties to become humid from the sheer heat the fart was producing. She began to wave the air around her, but soon saw that there was no way to prevent her from smelling this horrendous fart, and that was the way for the thousands of people who lived in that valley. The smell was truly awful, there was no way around it, it burned her eyebrows and the hair around her nose had curled as her nostrils had to try to accept this putrid wind that her own body had just produced. This was as gut-wrenching of a fart that she had released all day. It smelled of something rotting, something that had been rotting for a week, out in the scorching heat. Sure she had just eaten beans, but there was something truly rotten about this fart that was vile beyond belief. And then there were the clouds forming to the southeast out from the humid and thick fart gas as they had begun to expand and produce what looked like green cumulonimbus clouds, creating quick bursts of thunderstorms from the sudden surge of humidity against the warm dry air around it. More Fart Rain was falling from a region south of Delta, Colorado toward Montrose, Colorado.

The scene on the ground was much worse. Nearly all at once and without warning it was as if a gas leak was in the area. The entire air had become polluted as the gas lowered down toward the level of the people. People could see the air blow at a wind speed never seen before above them as her jeans continued to warm up from he absolutely putrid SBD. Christina began to giggle to herself as she felt this scorching gas blow out from between her butt cheeks once more. She was releasing these atrocious beasts on all cylinders and it was showing. The air was polluted permanently as her fart continued to expand, gassing everyone out from Grand Junction to Montrose and beyond up against the mountains. Unlike in Salt Lake City it was a slightly slower death. People would choke on the fumes as the wretched rotten egg stink continued to expand exponentially until their lungs had become completely full of the gas. And with nowhere to hid and get themselves some better air they eventually succumbed and finally died from breathing in the lethal fumes. While the main direction of the fallout SBD gas was to the southeast of Grand Junction, nowhere in the valleys of western Colorado was safe from the fart gas, as the view from space changed spectacularly as another batch of green gas slowly expanded like an enveloping weather system, a fog of death unlike any created before. Even if the fart made no noise, it certainly had an impact as the zone of green gas was starting to consume a large chunk of western Colorado. Reports were now out less than four minutes after the conclusion of Christina’s ONE SBD of her gas being smelled in Telluride in the southwestern part of the state being smelled with a full power as well as other towns such as Cortez and Gunnison. North of Grand Junction, her fart was being smelled to as far north as Craig and eastward her gas was moving through the mountain valleys and passes toward Glenwood Springs. A zone was flatus was distributed over 100 miles of the epic center in every direction and was nearly four miles in height as it consumed virtually everything in its reach. It was an SBD unlike any other and as she was about to comment on her fart she felt more gas push out against her ass and let loose another two minute SBD bomb, killing off all of western Colorado west of the Rockies.

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            “God do I got gas!” She giggled out loud in the biggest understatement yet to hit the Centennial State. That zone of 100 miles expanded nearly to 200 miles in only five minutes as Christina gassed out more and more places. Her two SBDs were causing most damage than all of her farts in California put together and the rumbling in her stomach meant that more was still on the way. There was only one endgame now for the situation for the planet Earth; it was going to smell like a girl’s flatulence, the only question was which one’s?

            Jade was crossing over the plains of eastern New Mexico as she was entering the state of Texas, well known for their chili. Arriving in El Paso there stood not one, but three large bowls of Mexican-style chili there on the state border. Jade was more than willing to devour them as she had not eaten since Phoenix, normally a six and a half hour drive it took only half an hour for her to walk the distance, crop-dusting and letting out Fire Farts all the way, three more bowls of chili were only going to make her more volatile, but why did it matter to her. She sat her panty-covered ass over the Franklin Mountains, squashing a good portion of the mountain peaks as she ate through the chili, trying her very best to reserve the gas building up within her until she was finished with the bowls. This was a meal of chili that was heavy on the spices and other Mexican influences, which only helped to fuel the amount of gas producing within her. She was uploading a bomb of proportions that even Christina hadn’t yet contemplated despite her bigger size. Jade had no clue yet about what Christina had done but she couldn’t wait until she had finished her third bowl of chili before unleashing what was going to be a gargantuan fart. As she finished up her third bowl, tossing it behind her onto a military base flooding one section with some of the juices from the food previously inside the bowl, she looked down toward the city of El Paso from her high perch in the Franklin Mountains. The city sprawled out before her but since she was more than double the size of the mountains, everything about the town seemed puny to her. Wasting no time in her main duty, she lifted her body slightly toward her right and rose her butt up just a little as she began passing gas and the monster amounts of gas she would produce then and there would cause an ecological disaster that impacted all of far western Texas and extend across the border into Mexico.

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            To understand how deadly these farts were, about two seconds was enough to stink up El Paso and kill all the citizens of inside from her killer stench. Jade instead pushed forth two one-minute long farts and a final minute-and-a-half long fart to produce in total three and a half minutes worth of the most heinously produced flatulence yet at such booming sounds and toxic aromas that even Jade was hacking and coughing from the absolutely foul stench of her chili farts. The ground shook with an earthquake that was probably a 15 or more on the Richter scale and the sound of the fart boomed so loudly that people were going death as far east as Van Horn, Texas and as far south as the mountainous heart of the Mexican state of Chihuahua. In the immediate epicenter of her fart the cities of El Paso and Juarez were completely destroyed with Jade’s flatulence knowing no concept of the international border. On both sides of the border it utterly stunk of Jade’s smelly fart. It took some great appreciation just to see how these powerful farts brought both nations to their knees. The devastation in Phoenix was one thing, so was the destruction of Salt Lake City and Christina’s monster SBD in western Colorado, but these three gigantic farts from the 16-year old giantess were the absolute killer and all who watched now knew that the Earth’s fate was sealed.

            The first fart sent a wave of punishing yellow gas down the mountain sides and into El Paso, raising the air temperature by 30 degrees instantly and blinding the eyes of every citizen and animal before bringing them all to a choking death. Jade’s chili farts were notorious for having higher concentrations for sulfur and methane in them than your garden variety fart (though the same could be said for most of Jade’s and Christina’s farts) and this ensured that no one was going to make it out of the city alive. Even in Juarez, bouts of gang violence were permanently ended once they caught of whiff of the gas that their gigantic girl across the border was releasing. Trees were killed, buildings destroyed as the wave of putrid gas stood more than a mile high as it continued expanding outward with coverage greater than that even of the Tsar Bomba, the largest bomb ever detonated in human history. Her fart, along with Christina’s contained well over 10,000 gigatons of TNT in their sheer power and with the echoing sound of her thunderous fart it could be heard from as far as San Antonio and Midland and up north past Albuquerque and Santa Fe. And that was just the first fart.

            The second caused more of a pulsating sensation on the mountains the surrounding landscape as deep hundred foot cracks started to form in various directions from the epic center of her seat. Through those Jade lace panties the ground rumbled as millions upon millions of objects were violently vibrated off of the ground as this fart produced an earthquake that was more than three times greater than the worst earthquake in the history of the planet. Unbeknownst to her, the Earth was actually offset on its rotation just a little bit as the quake could be recorded on earthquake monitoring stations all throughout North America. The sound itself produced a wave that expanded itself with the wave of gas that included the putrid stench of a Jade chili fart and within the 50-mile radius of her fart, the sound never got below 200 decibels, ensuing anyone who didn’t die from the extremely foul stench or the violent earthquakes would at least lose their hearing forever.

            The winds of the fart carried debris outward at speeds over 200 miles per hour across the vast plains of western Texas and northern Mexico and cars were being flipped over all along Interstate 10 to as far east as Van Horn. Nothing was safe within that zone of Jade’s monster three farts as the stench of the gas continued to increase in increments that humans hadn’t even considered before. The smell was off the charts but then again that was expected when a girl like Jade had eaten chili and farted like that. Rockslides took place all throughout any mountain in the region and more than a hundred cracks had been formed on the surface in a radiating pattern that appeared like rays coming out of the sun positioned over the Franklin Mountains. Even the White Sands testing site in New Mexico, nearly 100 miles away and site of the first atomic bomb test, was no match from the surging windstorm of toxic Jade Lee-induced flatulence and the piercing sound and thunderous quaking of the ground, it was already twice as strong as the atomic bomb explosion and this was quite a distance away from the place where Jade sat down and let loose her ass bombs. As her third flatulent bomb had finally subsided Jade was left to cough and gag at her masterpiece as a wave of destruction 100 miles around her was created. Coughing and laughing at the same time she waved the air around her butt as lethal fart radiation continued to ooze out of her anus. She finally stood up and waved some more air before putting her hands on her hips and giggling a little.

            “I think my chili farts are getting worse!” Her echoing voice stated as the sentence was carried over several counties in all directions. Of course no one could hear her; no one could have survived a chili fart of that magnitude, let alone three.

            Back in Colorado, Christina was slowly following the path of Interstate 70 through the heart of the Rocky Mountains as she continued to crop-dust her way through the mountains, producing green clouds that collided with the white clouds already hovering over the mountains. At her present height of 20,000 feet, the peaks of the tallest Colorado mountains reached below her own ass, meaning that any fumes to come out from her half-mile wide bubble butt was going to release a ghastly stench of hot feminine gas over the peaks of the mountain and melt away any remaining snow and thusly send the melted snowater down the mountain streams in a torrent that flooded out some gravel mountain roads and even a few small ghost towns. The pine trees of the forest were dealt with the barreling effects of the small farts as they shook the mountains and sent Christina’s gassy stench through their vast forests. For such a majestic place as central Colorado, Christina simply was too much bigger for it and her farts were still operating at peak condition. Slowly a green fog of her personal butt perfume was spreading through the entire central part of the state. Rich ski resorts in Vail and Aspen were finding themselves swamped by the girl’s pungent bean-fueled gas and saw no refuge as they painfully accepted death due to a lack of not being able to breathe in the gas. Christina felt some farts leave her ass and yet others were so small that it didn’t concern her, but if you were in the wrong place at the wrong time it hardly mattered, you were going to die, even if it was from the smallest fart from a girl.

            Over time crossing the mountains became easier for Christina as she accustomed it to rocking over big rocks on the shoreline outside of San Francisco. She just had to make sure that she had a good solid footing if she had to scale part of the peaks. Of course, homes and towns had to be crushed along the way but with her painful and punishing gas it probably did little to devastate the already dead residents of the community. Her gas was not at its strongest it had ever been, but it did smell very bad, no different from farting in the hallway at school and leaving a ghastly aroma behind her for everyone else to choke on it. She stopped for a moment to admire her smell and noticed something about the air as it was a tad thinner up where she was, of course her head was higher but still, she was seeing that her gas was taking in even more of the little precious oxygen all around her in a zone of stink that stretched some four miles from the ground and 50 to 100 miles in all directions around her. The gas in a way helped to sustain her breathing in the higher parts of the atmosphere but its heavier contents were down at surface level. That was bad news for all people considering that they had to bear the brunt of her lethal fumes while Christina was smelling a little less of her own medicine. It was bad to her, but it was deadly to those below her.

            Another ten minutes of walking around mountains and through passes and she finally reached the western outskirts of her next intended target, Denver. And at in the plains below her she spotted her next giant bowl of beans, located roughly in the community of Lakewood. Feeling a little hungry from her walk through the mountains she knew it was time for another break and a sign to demonstrate her powers once more. She came out from the foothills and started walking along the US 6 freeway eastward toward Lakewood where the giant bowl of beans stood, towering as high as the city’s skyline. Picking up the bowl she took a whiff of the food to ensure that it was still relatively fresh and emptied the bowls contents into her stomach in rather quick time. Just like Megan and likely Jade, Christina had some treatment done in the past to hold in more food than she was typically able to, but her unusually large size to begin with meant that was going to happen anyway. As she finished up the beans she causally tossed the glass bowl into some mountains northwest of the city and watched as the ceramics broke up into pieces larger than multiple houses. But that was nothing compared with the gas brewing within her stomach. Looking down at Downtown Denver Christina already knew what to do.

            She walked up to the skyline of the city that was the king of the Rocky Mountain Empire. Denver was the region’s largest city by several hundred miles in all directions and the largest community to receive a fart since Jade laid out Phoenix earlier. Christina was looking for something different from her last fart, the SBD that stunk out a 50-mile long valley in the west. Of course the only other option from a silent fart was that of a loud fart. She looked down at the off-set street grid that helped define the downtown from the rest of the city. The tallest skyscraper soared as high as her ankle and even the foothills around the city were lower than her knees. She could hear a faint sound of panic and cars honking their horns in panic as they all knew what has going to come. Looking down at a small golden circle which symbolized the Colorado State Capitol and the car-less corridor along 16th Street toward the newer downtown developments along the Platte River she saw the skyscraper-laden heart of the city and felt the need to sit her gigantic jean-cladded ass right on top. In an instant thousands of people were killed just from the force of some two billion tons sitting down on top of their downtown, creating craters hundreds of feet deep into the ground, destroying utterly everything in the central part of the city as her ass stretched along 16th Street from beyond Union Station to the State Capitol, not that any of those landmarks could be seen. Feeling her body rested now she slowly rose her ass ever so slightly to her left with just enough air to get in contract with her ass and she began to let loose a titanic fart, even as a regular-sized girl who just happened to be two and a half miles tall.

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            The fart, which henceforth was known as the Denver Fart, was decidedly not silent, it was loud and lasted a full two minutes and was as powerful of a blast as anything she had produced since. She had released the perfect fart and unlike before where she unleashed the SBD from up above, this vile and detestable smelly fart was generated near ground level, or at least a few hundred feet from it and created a cloud of green gas that expanded in coverage very quickly as her fart created a shockwave from the sound that not even the El Paso Fart was capable of. The eruption was as strong and potent as ever, and it consisted of what was a tuba-blast set on the highest possible amplitude. The ground shook with an earthquake that was probably nearing 17 on the Richter Scale all throughout Denver with 10+ impacts within the 50 miles from the city. The vibration of the fart could be felt throughout the Rocky Mountains from as far north as Montana and south as New Mexico to as far to the east as Kansas City. It began with a loud burst and then held the same note for a consistent 100 seconds before slowly waning as she had unloaded the last of her farting arsenal. The fart though did something that she wasn't expected, the wind from it was so strong, as it strained her butt just to release the superfast fart, that it blew everything within 50 miles of her while the superheated and windy fart continued to flap its way out of her jeans. The winds were now approaching 500 miles per hour within the city limits of Denver with slightly slower winds further out into the suburbs. The potent stench of refried beans and shit again filled the air as her fart had also created a new cloud of stink around her.

            The smell’s coverage too was the most expansive yet for a Christina fart. People were dying north in Fort Collins and Cheyenne, Wyoming from the smell of the fart and down south to Colorado Springs, where the fiery hot winds blew into a couple of small wildfires already started in the hills around Pikes Peak and whipping them up into towering infernos in the matter of seconds. It was just too bad that no one was around to die from those, dying from a fire might have been preferable to smelling a Christina fart. The rotten odor of the fart blew like blowtorch was being blasted out of her ass and the stench that came out from it was unworldly as well. It stunk to high heaven of dog shit and skunk, there were traces of rotten eggs in there but the smell was simply too far ahead of the simple rotten egg stench that it didn't really matter. The amount of hydrogen sulfide in this latest fart had become a little too powerful for anyone really in the eastern half of Colorado to handle. The moist cloud of green gas, generated from the humid conditions of Christina’s rectum had collided with the hot dry winds of the Great Plains as numerous thunderstorms were generated in super record time and started dropping ungodly amounts of Fart Rain onto the now-barren fields of the plains. Her fart gas had tore through the expansive Denver International Airport as if it were Styrofoam and continued eastward as it flatten agricultural fields for as far as the eye could see. Christina watched with a smile on her face as she saw the cloud of green gas with the initial part rising over a mile in height on the radius with the appearance of a violent storm expanding past 75 miles from Denver in all directions. There had been movies made of nuclear eruptions in Denver but truth-be-told this was millions of times worse.

            To the west of the city, the gas quickly was forced up the mountains in the foothills, although some hills nearest to the city suffered some wind erosion from the incredible winds that blew highway signs miles away from their previous locations and lounged cars off of city streets and freeways and into whatever collected them. Boulder, Colorado was destroyed in less than 15 seconds when the edge of the Fart Cloud came upon them, destroying all buildings in town and flattening the surrounding forests for miles on into the mountains. Elsewhere in the radius a zone of puke-inducing green gas hung around the metropolitan area as it was being reduced to a radioactive zone of death of which there was likely no return ever again. That stench of the gas as well continued to expand as people in far western Kansas were now starting to smell the fart that Christina had cut in Denver, and that was just the one fart. What people had to remember was that Christina farted A LOT in each day. As she coughed a little from her wretched smell she had to lean over again and push another couple of minute-long beasts that were the aftershocks of her initial blasts, reducing the already catastrophically destroyed region back into ashes from which the city was initially created.

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            Video cameras set out somewhere near Hays, Kansas showed the developing situation from both fronts as a haze of green tint started to encroach from the horizon to the far west, slowly rising like an enviable cloud of doom that was soon going to overtake the region. It rose at such an eerie speed that the cameraman had to know that death was going to come to him soon. The blue skies were still around out in the middle of the plains, but the cloud of green rose, first it appeared no more than a few tenths of an inch north of the horizon (from the camera’s perspective) and then slowly further up from there. He knew that within 15 minutes or so the haze would envelop the entire western horizon. Already along the Kansas border the entire western sky was green as the stench of Christina’s rotten egg fart gas was already making like unbearable. And the cameraman was worried at his location over a hundred miles away as he swore he could smell a little of the gas, Hays was 340 miles away from Denver. And worst of all, from his 360-degree panoramic view, a small bit of yellow was starting to appear from the southwest. Jade was entering the heart of Texas and was less than 15 minutes away from unleashing her own brand of gassiness upon the Lone Star State.

             A zone of yellow Jade gas followed an expanding path from El Paso to San Antonio, clearing out nearly all of western Texas. Jade had gotten bored with gassy out open farmlands where her overall impact would be minimal and was more than pleased when she started seeing civilization appear before her in the city of San Antonio. Her stomach was still bubbling from the two bowls of spicy chili that were inside of her from a pit stop west of the city. More bowls of chili were appearing, complements of Tim who was heading east toward Houston at the moment. Now in San Antonio, she walked through the west side of the city and toward the downtown part of the city. The gas brewing within her was already to go and now all she had to do was to let it go. This time she decided to remain standing while her butt hovered at an elevation of 8,200 feet above the surface of the ground. In comparison, the Tower of the Americas was just over 600 feet off the ground, making it below her ankle. Looking down upon the city she laughed as she already knew what was going to take place.

            “Let’s see if the chili here in Texas is what I’ve heard about.” Laughing she pressed forward and unloaded a massacre-bringing bubbly fart of immense proportions, but at this late stage of life on Earth, superlatives on describing the farts of Jade Lee were useless. Pressing forth, the fart lasted for one minute.

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            Jade Lee was unleashing Flatulent Armageddon! Her farts were beyond belief for anyone to understand and the city stinking so bad that people in Austin some 80 miles to the north were being bathed in a dense and deadly cloud of yellow gas flowing from the south from the fart of a 16-year old girl. As the fart roared out, it sounded like a jackhammer going off on top of the entire city and the appalling smell that came from the farts made it no different. Each fart carried on their own masterful collection of deadly smells and toxic scents, but it was a really fun fart, one that was producing perhaps the sickest stench of them all. Everything in Texas was bigger than that included Jade’s farts. To say that this wasn’t her biggest output yet was a laughable offense. Even from a perched height 8,000 feet above the ground Jade’s gas found itself on the ground and was still strong enough to kill all those in the city. The echoing fart, heard throughout all of Texas and parts of northern Mexico was loud enough to vibrate the buildings in that region into a pile of rubble. A zone of yellow gas continued to expand as the sunlight was slowly fading away behind the fog of flatus that Jade had produced through her lacy panties.

            She smiled at the prospect of her fart as she was realizing like Christina had in Denver that her gas was not as strong or noticeable from the high perch her nose was on as it was further down. She looked down at another city where thousands upon thousands of fires were already starting from the exposure of her lethal gas upon any fire source in the city. Her fart was producing in effect in San Antonio that would have made the 1906 San Francisco Earthquake and Fire seem like a pleasant Sunday afternoon affair in comparison. But Jade was still far from done. Seeing her damage and devastation completed in this, one of America’s 10-largest cities, she headed east toward Houston to take out another top-10 city. She was going out of her way to do what was called in the NBA, the Texas three-step, a stop in the cities of San Antonio, Houston and Dallas. As she headed east along Interstate 10 she began to push out much smaller farts with nearly every step she took. Actually, a fart would last about ten steps as the fart bubbled out at a different strength with the every movement of her ginormous butt with her legs in the step. The end result was however the same as the gas that poured out of it was strong enough to fill the skies all throughout the land with her toxic fumes. People in Houston would be dying of her flatulence long before she even arrived there because of the prevailing winds, but that hardly mattered.

            Jade had arrived about ten minutes later in the city of Houston. To her now, walking and farting were way-too casual as she did them both with horrifying ease. Each step killed more people each time her anus opened up with her farts even more would die, but Jade was 15,000 feet tall and loaded on tons and tons of chili, so she was a gigantic farting machine whom could not be stopped. Within another minute she had walked over the high-rises of Houston’s Uptown District and unleashed a small SBD that took out the windows in most of the buildings and unloaded her gassy death upon all residents. Her small farts were having such a big impact that her giant farts were going to bring upon the apocalypse. She finally arrived in the vast central business district of Houston and lowered her ass similar to how she had done in Houston. And without thinking anything else she raised her left leg a little bit off the ground and pointed her ass down upon the city and began to fart.

            “Houston we have lift off!” She laughed as she began to break wind. And boy did Houston get pounded with this one. No one had any idea of what kind of fart this was going to be.

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            Jade had ripped big farts before, monster size farts and even Armageddon-like farts, but this one was going to surpass them all, it was a Godzilla-sized fart that brought forth the Rapture of foul-smelling bubbly gasses to all those who witnessed it. Never before had any city been around to witness something of this kind of fart, granted no one was around to tell of this incredibly beautiful, large and strong fart. Everyone was horrified to hear the opening of Jade’s anus as she brought forth an incredibly loud and bassy fart that started like and explosion and kept that pitch for a good 45 minutes, spewing out a toxic cloud of jade and yellow-colored gas into the air.  It a thunderous blast that could be heard throughout all of East Texas. Even in places like southwestern Arkansas and western Louisiana it sounded like a rolling thunder that would not stop. Back at ground level, the sound itself was creating earthquakes that made the El Paso Fart seem like a slight tremor. The skyline of Houston was done for, just as Phoenix’s was destroyed this skyline had no chose but to collapse as Jade was cutting a fart of monstrous proportions over the city. One of the largest skylines in the country was reduced to absolute nothingness in the matter of seconds all due to a young girl cutting a Texas-sized fart!

The foul winds were more than enough to push down forth on the towers and bring them crumbling down as if a giant brick had flattened the entire region into the ground. Jade was setting herself apart, far apart as the biggest farter ever who was cutting the biggest fart ever and after a full minute of blasting this fart out of her ass, she continued going. Her lacy panties were now bulging out with the inconceivable amount of gas that was passing through them. The lacy holes had seen monster farts cut through them from the start, but this one was something that even a pair of the most war-torn panties enveloping Jade’s beautiful bubble butt had feared. The fart had a ripe smell of rotten eggs, beans, onions, shit and garbage all rolled into one. While it was a cliché to keep on describing the smell of her farts in that way it was quite real this time. Harris County alone that four times the lethal dosage of hydrogen sulfide and that zone of killer gas continued to expand southward toward Galveston, north past the Woodlands and east past all the oil refiners and toward Beaumont. The strong flatulent winds of the fart created storm surges of 40 feet in Galveston Bay and swamped communities along the shoreline as well as taking out all of Galveston Island. Of course, the winds of the fart destroyed every building first before the storm surge attacked. The stench was as overpowering as ever as it claimed every bit of airspace inside the Houston metropolitan area. Both giantesses had made a living of clearing out whole counties and parts of states, but Jade was altering the air composition of all of Southeast Texas with this one fart.

            Jade’s Godzilla Fart had entered its second minute and was now breaking into record territory for a fart of such size. Although it wouldn’t touch Jade’s Guinness Book of World Record-breaking five-minute fart, at its size it was the longest fart ever cut by such large of a person in history. The fart traded off its ripping noise for a few plops of near-watery like juiciness as small droplets, minuscular to her, of shit poured out upon the city and collected up on the many newly-formed craters to form small ponds the size of city blocks. For a second she thought that the fart would end with a splatter of watery diarrhea. But the juicy part of the fart soon went back to a ripping noise that was slowly going down in pitch, but still continuous in its execution. Jade was now going through uncharted territory for anyone who had ever claimed to have ripped a “big fart.” The smell of raw sewage continued to increase as Jade’s gaseous stench took on a more excrement smell as her asshole was getting a rather through cleaning from the wicked fart winds that tore through the hole from the gas being released from her system.

Jade’s Godzilla-Fart made a final push as it was becoming clear that her gas was running out and that she was about to finish. In order for this to happen the value on her asshole would have to be turned slowly off, transitioning from the ripper to beat all rippers into a silent stream of her vilest, wickedest and deadliest wind ever produced, fifteen-seconds of hell that concluded with the most toxic of SBDs ever conceived by a human being. It was a pungent plume of yellow gas that made her panties wet from all the condensation by the hot winds blowing out of her ass. Her satin panties were now soaked with residual fart gas that was a part of this plume of deadly gas. This was the kind of silent fart that had no comparison, even from Jade’s own experience. Of all the great farts she had pushed out, even her longest fart to date, which was still two minutes longer than this incredible monster, this was by far her greatest yet. It was only a shame that after the one-minute mark of this fart there was little left to destroy with her gas, which meant that it was only be unloaded upon dead and empty land. But now the world had a firm understanding, this was what chili did to her! Finally the SBD had trailed off and the gas valve was finally turned off, ending what was more like 20 giant-sized farts for Jade, all rolled into a fart that finished right at three minutes. Three minutes of pure unadulterated Jade Lee Flatulence, a fart that demonstrated her resolve to be the gassiest and biggest person ever. She took in a big sigh as she quickly looked down at the browned-out hellscape beneath her ass. 30 miles in all directions looked completely dead. Flattened out land, no trees, no buildings, no people, nothing.

“That….” She began as she panted for a moment to catch her breathe from the pungency that hung over all of Southeast Texas. After collecting her breath she began again, “…that was a chili fart!” Pumping her first up high into the slightly cooler airs of the troposphere she took a whiff of her creation and marveled upon its mastery. Recalling the words from Genesis after God had created the heavens and the Earth, “Jade saw all that she had made, and it was very good.”

Jade felt another surge of gas and decided that she better make a move to the northwest toward Dallas before passing out from her own colossal gas bomb. Lethal vapors of her one fart, the Houston Fart, were now reaching lake Charles, Louisiana and were slowly making their way toward New Orleans. To the south the gas hovered over the Gulf of Mexico and slowly made its way down the coast toward Corpus Christi. And as Jade made her first big footsteps in path that roughly followed Interstate 45, which was completely obliterated from her fart, she headed toward Dallas, blasting out a modest ten-second fart that still smelled heavily of her musky chili-fart stench. She wasn’t even stopping by to eat the giant bowls of chili that hung around North Houston, two of them left alone, as she was still full of chili and brewing more and more of her incredible gas. It was quite possible that she had enough chili gas to stink up the entire world.

            About halfway up to Dallas she came across some more chili and this time decided to take up the offer along with a giant glass of milk placed aside from it. Tim still had the means to fly around as he tried his best to avoid the winds of Jade’s gassy beast, still expanding in coverage from its epicenter over Houston. Her fart was so strong that scientists were now prediction that it would be a full year before the smell was completely eradicated from the city. Luckily, for only one month it would smell like absolute hell, the other four years would smell only slightly like her gas but be imprinted on the landscape so much that a small whiff would remain. As Jade finished her two bowls of what was extremely spicy chili she downed her glass of milk and felt gas immediately building within her. Changing the subject just a little she stood up to her full height of 15,000 feet and erupted a gigantic burp into the air.

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            A long belch, clocking in at over ten seconds left Jade’s mouth as the newly digested scent of spices and chili beans filled the upper atmosphere with a smell as fierce as her own farts. While the coverage was definitely much limited from her previous gassy adventures, it was still a very worthy burp of her own. The booming sound of the burp too could be felt on the ground just a little around her. But as her footfalls continued from her waypoint there along Interstate 45 the ground shook once more. Within each step, about four miles worth of land was destroyed either from the print of her own tennis shoes on the ground or from the shaking caused from her feet hitting the ground. Still, it was a very clear sign of her path from Houston to Dallas. Worse yet, after another ten steps, the crop-dusting began again and Jade continued to blaze a path of deadly gas for the rest of her trip north to Dallas.

            Ten minutes had passed before the vast metroplex of Dallas and Fort Worth appeared in the distance. She looked like a kid in the candy store the way she eyed the vastness of the suburban sprawl between these two large cities. There was so much for her to gas out and to destroy it was hard to pick which one was going to get it first. Feeling the gas build up in her rectum to an extraordinary breaking point she trotted off toward the growing cowtown city of Fort Worth, which wasn’t going to grow any more. As she moved around another small fart left her behind as the plumes of yellow gas that were bellowing up out of her ass filled the southern sky. Already large swaths of Texas looked like they were caught up in a choking yellow fog that expanded a large distance. It was clear from space that Jade’s yellow gas was far more expansive than the zone of green gas produced by Christina to the north as she was walking east across the Colorado prairies. After about a couple of minutes Jade had found herself in Fort Worth and eyed the skyline of the city. In typical fashion she lowered her ass over the city and let loose a rather small ten-second fart.

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            It was ten times weaker than her Houston fart, but still destroyed Fort Worth none the same. In a similar fashion the smell took over the majority of the city and the winds of the fart pulverized every structure and killed every person. It was a testament to just the strength of Jade’s farts that she could cause this kind of damage on what would be a weak fart for her. People in Dallas were already saying their prayers as they knew what was going to come to their city. As soon as she was satisfied that Fort Worth was gone she looked off to the east along the vast highways and housing complexes that connected Fort Worth with its more famous sibling Dallas and she walked her way over to the city. The gas again surged itself through her intestines as the spicy chili was really doing a number on her. She felt this fart was going to be much, much bigger as she saw the green ribbon of park space along the Trinity River right by Downtown Dallas. And as soon as she arrived she plopped her gigantic ass right over the city, killing thousands immediately and sat in an Indian-style pose on top of the city. The world watched in continuous horror as Jade sat her hands on top of her knees and smiled with glee as she leaned over to her right and began to let loose another Texas-sized bomb with her asshole hovering some 2,000 feet over the city.

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To the horror of everyone out there, this was yet another Texas-sized fart, nearly three minutes as well and producing a power unheard of anywhere. Chili was giving Jade the power of God! The entirety of Dallas County was now shaking as she released extra powerful fart from her butt. Everything about her Houston Fart had been magnified again with this second, the smell was stronger, puke-inducing (to herself) without a doubt, and the sound was that of a sonic blast that created larger cracks in the ground that were deep enough to sink in cars and parts of houses. The skyline of Dallas like the ones before it collapsed underneath the smoldering heat and power of the booming gas that Jade was releasing into the air. From space the zone of yellow gas that emerged from Dallas was expanding at a horrifying pace. The larger fog had emitted itself from Jade's anus as she felt the warmth of this powerful stinker take hold of her from the moment that she had released it. The content of hydrogen sulfide had spiked to its highest level as the sickening aroma of ammonium and sulfur had reclaimed the entire Dallas-Fort Worth Metroplex filled it with the gas of the century. More and more the ground continued so shake as Jade relieved herself of all this pent up gas. Her gas production was through the charts and she was now pushing out even more of it as the sonic-blast baritone sound of the blast continued past the one-and-a-half-minute mark.

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Jade’s killer ripper continued nearly to the three-minute mark, stopping a few seconds short. Her fart’s stench was easily the most powerful out there as it had produced a pungent odor that none of her previous farts could even top. The Houston Fart may have been the more powerful in terms of raw strength, but the Dallas Fart was going to be known more for its stink. It was a stink fest in that city unlike any other. Dallas was lying in multiple layers of the foulest, sweatiest fart stench in history, produced from the legendary bowels of Jade the Farter. That metroplex had turned into a cesspool of awful stink that was peeling the wallpaper off the walls in buildings in far southern Oklahoma and Texarkana and destroying the plants in a 100-mile radius zone surrounding it. The grass was brown, the trees had wilted, the water was beyond drinkable and the air was filled with a killer aroma. Her fart had finally produced a chemical compound that was both combustible and deadly, to her own perspective. Her eyes were in tears as she tried to see and breathe through the ultra-thick cloud of poisonous yellow haze, but that wasn't going to happen, not in this volcanic gas world she had created. It was almost as if Dallas was now on the planet Venus, living with the powerful and non-livable atmosphere of the Venusian landscape, it wouldn't be too different at the moment, with the powerful gas she were inhaling.

It was not a no-brainer that no one was going to survive the raunchiness of this one. Jade may have been smaller than Christina at the moment, she was more than punching out her own weight. It was not a breathable gas and it forced Jade to get up off the ground as she watched the gases mingle into a diabolical beast that was burning hot, smelling of garbage, sewage, shit and ammonium gas that covered all of northeastern Texas. She had managed through her farting to bathe the eastern half of Texas into breathing one painful odor. Each breath of their combined gas was painful for her to take down her lungs and that was for her…to the people living anywhere near Dallas, the odor had spread like a sinister beast that claimed its victims. It was a quick death for millions. It was now a common fact that Jade Lee was leaking the deadliest flatulence known to mankind upon the world. Cows at her size could not even start to compete with the powerful gas that she was releasing, she was destroying the ozone layer with this one fart. Global warming was happening already on an alarming rate. Just the release of her farts over Houston and Dallas had warmed the temperature of the country’s midsection by ten degrees in minutes. The sea level on the eastern shore of the United States had already gone up ten feet and was climbing even more. New Orleans, which might have missed the absolute worse of Jade’s wicked winds, was going to eventually be submerged, and the gas was moving in anyway. But to add insult to injury, Jade’s bubbly guts gave her more to release and this time; it wasn’t going to be just gas.

“Man do I need to take a dump!”

Jade quickly lowered her panties and took them off her legs and threw them in the distance as she found a spot within the sauna-like area that was now the former Dallas metropolitan area. She walked on relatively soft ground as everything was flattened for a several county region surrounding Dallas. Finally she had found a location near Downtown where she pushed forth and allowed for her anus to open up with another thunderous fart of catastrophic proportions.

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The windy fart of raw power finished up with the first of several deluges of watery shit to leave Jade’s anus and fill an area that consisted of all of western Dallas and most of Arlington. Unlike Christina’s dump on Los Angeles or Jade’s previous dump at the Grand Canyon, there was little for her left to destroy since her fart had done most of the damage, but still she had to do something. Bits of both watery crap and urine left her behind as she started to release her dump, producing a surge of watery fecal matter that flooded the area with about 20 feet’s worth of crap in her large zone, but this was merely the beginning of her dump.

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“This one’s gonna be a Class 100!” Jade cried out in a mix of both horror and euphoria as she heard these loud farts leave her anus before the first of five killer pieces of poop left her anus. Mushy pieces of poop left along elongated rope-pieces of shit that to her would have been about a foot long with the thickness of five inches. Of course they were much larger than that. Honestly there was no good way to measure pieces of poop of this size by people who wouldn’t have died from just the smell of them, so to say that they were the size of small cities was the best way to describe it. One turd itself would have easily flatten the Dallas Cowboys football stadium, of course the turd was large enough that even 200 of those football stadiums wouldn’t have reached the full size and girth of one of those turds. These were pieces of crap that could be seen from space. Five of these logs were dropped and they already had produced a mountain that was 3,000 feet in height and expanded over a region that stretched 13 miles east and west and five miles north and south. And was not even all she had to unload.

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Three more sloppy farts left Jade’s bottom as she then began pushing out a torrent of both solid and liquid waste upon the region. The turds kept on coming out at longer and larger quantities as she unloaded another ten turds in the region as her septic waste continued to seep westward back to Fort Worth and north past the enormous Dallas-Fort Worth International Airport. But regardless of any of that, a dump from a Jade full of chili was the worst insult given to any city. She blasted out another three small and airy farts and continued her onslaught as she had to pivot her body slightly to distribute more of her greasy and slimy waste upon the city. It only took about five minutes for her to do her giant business as she was really itching on getting out of the city and leave the gastric stench of both her massive fart and her massive dump behind her. The dump was fairly business-like for her despite its unpleasant scene.

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“Ahhhhhhh…..that’s much better!” She said out with a great big smile as she felt the last of her watery shit chunks, the size of houses or larger, leave her behind and finish with the flapping relief of one more chili-fueled fart upon the landscape. It now looked like smoke smoldering with a dark, nearly black tint from a dump site that covered the entire region. From Dallas to Fort Worth there was nothing but shit, mountains of shit that finally peaked at about 7,000 feet in elevation and covered a region the size of four Texas-sized counties. The stench was so strong and lethal that it was now being carried over into southern Arkansas, western Louisiana and southern Oklahoma; forcing millions more to choke to their deaths from the fumes of a 16-year old’s giant bowel movement hundreds of miles away. It brought great pride to Jade for the malodorous scene she had unloaded on top of the area. She found a patch of not-devastated farmland to whip her asscrack, as best as she could, and placed her dirty lacy panties back on for another bout of small farts as she continued her crop-dusting onslaught upon the area. Behind her, mushy mountains of shit with nearly 20 separate peaks formed a craggy skyline that looked not too different from a small range of the Rocky Mountains, where Christina was leaving behind a fog of doom from her own gassy adventures. The two giantesses were on a crash course to meet up with each other again as Jade moved north and Christina headed east.

The scenes developing out of Texas and Colorado sent horror to every known person on Earth. This was an ecological disaster unlike any before it and there was still no present way out there to fix the problem. Despite the fact that Jade was 5,000 feet smaller than Christina at the moment, her chili-fueled gas had twice the coverage. From space now, a zone of yellow extended from southern Nevada through all of Arizona, New Mexico and all of Texas except for the northern panhandle. In all, her gas had a coverage of roughly 495,000 square miles, an area that would have made it the 20th largest country in the world by itself. Christina’s coverage was less extensive, going at only 200,000 square miles. Back in Washington, D.C. at the Pentagon, the devastation in Texas was the final straw as Captain Parker had settled upon his final solution. Through the destruction he had held back his knowledge of something that would prove to be a very risky move if tried. Even Bill had no idea of the kind of plan that Parker had, but at that moment there were no viable solutions being given since firepower of any sort was unlikely, given that Jade was letting out farts stronger than a dozen nuclear bombs. He approached the president himself with his solution as a team of onlookers heard out the idea.  

“Now hear us out as this may be our only really good solution and perhaps the only way out of the problem…but I’ll warn you that you may not like it.” Captain Parker explained to the president as he was watching the situation taking place from western Texas and Colorado.

“Go on. We’re at the point of extreme measures. No solution in the next day or so will probably finish off the entire human race. We are getting reports of the smell now being detected in far southwestern Canada and part of northern Mexico. Even California still reeks of the inhuman odors coming out of these two girls.”

“We have not been able to find a way to shrink the girls, or otherwise that would be what we do, but our best solution at this moment is to fight fire with fire.”

“How’s that exactly.”

“That is the controversial part of the plan. We need to get another girl, someone who one of the giants knows, someone who is willing to have her revenge on the giantesses. We need to boost up this girl with all the known chemicals to make her farts, already pretty bad on their own, absolutely deadly. Everything that we have given both girls in the past to enhance their gas, we need to throw them all into this girl and give her the absolute worst gas-producing meal ever. Then we need to make her grow much bigger than Christina and Jade, maybe three times bigger than them and start breaking wind so bad that they will die from the smell. Then we need to hope, and that is the key word, that the gas is so foul that our own guinea pig chokes on her own fumes and dies too. It’s a messy solution and will result in more mass causalities, but we have done the potential calculations and for the world as a whole this may be the best solution, stop the problem here now before they become bigger and start stinking up the entire planet.”

“That’s your solution?” Bill interjected as he heard Parker spew out this surreal story about creating another flatulent giantess who was twice the size of the other two.

“It’s not an easy solution, but it’s no different from cutting off a leg to save the body. This country may already be doomed, or at the very least will be limping, but for once, let’s do the world a favor and actually save it by sacrificing some of our own. Let’s show the world that we can make the difficult choice and do something to stop the problem and save humanity as a whole. If we start this process immediately we can hopefully stop Christina and Jade in the Midwest and perhaps bring an end to this entire conflict. It’s that, or succumb to their gas and hope like hell we can adapt. But in this amount of time, it’s unlikely for that.”

“And where will you find this….person for us, to do this mission?” The president asked, weary of the plan but knowing full well of the lack of alternatives. He wanted the idea reviewed a little more before the final preparations could be made.

“She’s been with us all this time…come’ on in Megan.” Parker dropped a bombshell that not even Bill was aware of as Megan Williams walked into the command center wearing a newly washed blue cheerleader skirt not unlike the one she wore recently at the chili-eating contest. As bubbly and youthful as ever she was waiting for the opportunity for revenge and now the United States government was going to make that possible.

            "Hello Mr. President." She said with a giggle as the president took a long look at her. Despite her encounter with Christina and escape from San Francisco with Section 26's help, she looked as beautiful as ever before. Standing at six feet in height, she was only an inch shorter than the president. Her hefty D-cup breasts were fully showcased by the outline of her blue short-sleeve blouse she wore. Because she was a little taller than most girls her age and in her school, her blue and white stripped cheerleader skirt was somewhat shorter than the skirts of the other girls at school, hemming out at about seven inches above her knees and displaying her above-average sized thighs for the world to see. She wore white knee-high socks and black-tennis shoes.  Her long straight blonde hair, held in a ponytail, was held up by a red bow. And finally there was her face, the face of an innocent angel, framed by her golden bangs, with dimples and bright blue eyes. Overlooked by the likes of Christina, Jade and even her younger sister Katie this was now her time to shine, but despite the innocent picture the president had before him there was one extremely noticeable quality....the foul smell.

            "Hello there Megan...cough...cough....what is that? Are those giants closing into here already?!" The president said as he shook hands with Megan and smelled a detestable smell that was the worse he had ever smelled before. Parker shook his head and pointed at Megan, she had released a beautiful SBD and as the air warmed up and the smelled of burning eggs and shit hung over the air the president was starting to see why she was the perfect candidate for this project, her fart stunk, it stunk ten times worse than her farts back at that chili eating contest and as the president was on his knees with his hand over his nose and mouth he saw Megan giggling. In fact, the smell was as obnoxious as anything ever whiffed before by a human being while in the presence of Megan or even Christina and Jade for that matter. The office filled with an absolutely disgusting smelling fart, unlike any ever smelled before.

"Oh I'm sorry Mr. President, that was me...I'm a tad gassy." She said giggling as the smell of her horrendous gas continued to expand within the room; she was making her grand entrance, the new and improved Megan the Farter.

 

PART THREE: THE REVENGE OF MEGAN

"A tad gassy? That's the worst thing I've ever smelled....this is your plan to fight fire with fire Captain Parker?" Asked the president.

"Absolutely. With Megan more than two or three sizes larger than both Christina and Jade, she can let loose a few of these bombs and kill them, ending their own gassy rampages. We've been studying Megan herself over the past year and know what we are doing in making her gassier and bigger." Parker said to the cheerleader skirt-wearing blond girl as she smiled slightly from the overall relief of the gas that was within her. The smell in the room was unlike any ever experienced before, unbeknownst to both Christina and Jade. Still, the two men were able to tolerate the stench meaning that this was only a weak fart from Megan's standpoint.

"Megan here is the younger sister of Tim, Christina's boyfriend. She actually has another younger sister named Katie whose farts are even worse. They're so bad that we aren't even being considered for this project because of their severity. As we have stated, we want to kill Christina and Jade, not cover the Earth in an eternal gas. Over the past year, we have developed some enhanced farting chemicals that Christina and Jade have both been using and modifying them so that Megan herself could use them. We wanted a baseline from a girl with pretty bad gas to see just how much more severe it could become. If you put Christina up around 8 on a 10-to-1 scale with Jade up at 9 and Katie at 10, we started Megan up at around 3. Through our secret tests we have been slowly working her up toward a 10, with her current skills about around 7 right now. We have sped up the tests since everything started happening a few days ago and with your approval we can begin the final stages, lasting only a few hours and with enough to bring her up to a 11 or perhaps 12 by the time we enlarge her body." Parker said, sounding almost enthusiastic about the whole program. The president scratched his head for a moment as he pondered the idea.

"What are the final stages?"

"We have included an inhibitor in Megan's diet over the past three days that has helped to create space for more food to enter her body. We have been loading her up on the gassiest foods known to man over the past two days and now we are giving her an increased number of those foods. Over the next few hours that girl will be going through something like 20 bowls of baked beans, 20 bowls of chili with extra onions, cheese and beans, 30 bean burritos, eight large bowls of broccoli and cabbage, 25 full-sized Fiber One energy bars and a full gallon of milk to wash it down. Normally that meal would be way too much for her, but with those inhibitors it should help her finish this food. Once we get her to the proper location, we are prematurely thinking Chicago at the moment, we'll give her the chemicals that helped both Christina and Jade to grow and get her jumbo sized to let loose some gas that should kill those two girls. If everything goes off without a hitch, she will have tons of gas that should be the absolute deadliest ever created. Even her younger sister, the worst farter we've ever encountered wouldn't be able to hold a candle to her. That's the plan." Parker said as he told Megan that she could walk away as she was led by some government official to her next location. Once the door shut behind her Parker added one other element that he did not want Megan to hear.

"Her gas will be so vile that we calculated that even her own lungs won't be able to tolerate it. We see a 90% chance that she will succumb to the deadliness of her farts, but not before Christina and Jade do. It's going to smell horribly all throughout this country until that point, but with the three of them dead it will end any more gas production and give the world time to recuperate, which may take years. Still, it beats the alternative, can we proceed?" Parker asked the president, as that last bit reassured him about the program's overall success, even with the collateral damage.

"Go ahead, I approve it." He said as Megan began smiling upon hearing the final stage's approval as she entered another room where her fart-fueled feast was being prepared. Section 26, unbeknownst to anyone but Parker and Megan, had been building up Megan into a super farting machine. He felt bad for Megan, always being overshadowed by others and thought about her getting her comeuppance against Christina one day, if nothing more than to bring about some humility, but by testing Megan and exponentially making her gas even worse he was risking quite a bit. The smile on her face said it all, she knew what was going to happen and that Parker's plan would indeed work, only too well.

"Looks like it's time to eat. They have no clue just how bad I'm going to be yet. I'm not going to die from my farts, the world is going to smell of what I am about to produce forever. I'm going to do what my sister; Christina or Jade never will be able to do....gas out the world." She thought to herself with a confident tone in her head, it was going to happen, she was going to win. She sat herself down at the first bowl of baked beans, a large bowl by itself and thought about the ten or so bowls of chili she ate at the chili-eating contest. She wrote a quick note and gave it to the person who was bringing in the food into the controlled room there in the Pentagon complex; it was a request for 20 MORE bowls of chili on top of everything else she could eat. The chemical that Section 26 gave her to allow her to eat more gave her the confidence that she could eat up to 30 bowls of chili. That and sheer willpower was going to help her, she could have finished that many if Christina had allowed her to at the contest, but now there was no one to contest her.

Two military soldiers watched in the room for her "protection." Really they were just interested in watch Megan, who was playing their every mood by sitting down so that her white cotton panties were still visible underneath her short blue cheerleader skirt. She sat down to her first bowl of beans, having eaten nothing yet that day and took about three bites before feel the gas already build up within her. Without much warning she leaned over just slightly to her right as she unleased a very small SBD, about 30 seconds long.

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A dense cloud of rotten fart gas exploded from between her perfect buttocks and came out with a sound softer than the hiss from a snake. For the sound it made it was the opposite for the vileness of her fart's smell. Silent but Deadly was only saying it likely, this was a death bomb. A steady, quiet steam of sulfur-scented gas blew its way out of the tight confines of her glutes and through her white panties and blue skirt as if they were paper against a strong hurricane wind. The soldiers, suddenly realizing what was happening began to sweat and gag from the oppressive smell and began to get as far from their positions as possible to avoid the overwhelming smell, but there was no way that they weren't going to smell the rotten cheese odor from this bean-induced fart. This SBD was on par with the worst of Megan's fart and was as monstrous as ever. The soldiers had to rub their eyes to avoid all the sweat that was rolling down their faces from the extra heat out of this SBD, that and to avoid their eyes from the punishing haze that was forming from Megan's putrid fart. The smell was a foul as ever, producing a brown cloud that encompassed the entire room, and that was before her 30-second beast was over.  Megan's farts had always had devastating effects but these were different, this was a whole new class of fart, that even her own sister, a legendary farter in her own right who could put Christina and Jade away with her own raunchy gas, couldn't compete with.

The inside of that room was quickly becoming a massacre as the two men were on their knees choking from the smell. They could have left the room, open up the door and let some of the foul stench away, but they couldn't even make it that far, the pain was too great for them to even bear. If there was a fly in the room before, it was probably died. It was unholy what happened in that room. Megan was feeling like one of the designers of the nuclear bomb- She was becoming flatulence, destroyer of noses and hopefully the world. The stench of this fart didn't feel like a woman anymore but some kind of infernal gas machine. She started to giggle like an insane girl as she heard the coughing behind her and took in more whiffs of her brutal masterpiece. The gas had slowly made its way into the bodies of the two soldiers and despite some military experience for the both of them, including guard duty for many of the Pentagon's guests, Megan's fart was without a doubt the worst thing they had ever witnessed, and now they were paying the price for their exposure to the gas. After hearing more of the girlish laughter from the 18-year old six-foot tall cheerleader they finally fell victim to the gas and they both collapsed onto the floor....dead from Megan's SBD.

And then she began eating her third bite full of her first of ten bowls of baked beans and 30 bowls of chili. The officials there in the Pentagon had no idea at all just like kind of monster was brewing within their own confines. The gas being produced within Megan had no equal of its kind before in the world, and that was saying something considering the devastation that had befallen the western United States at this point.

 About 30 minutes had passed since Megan’s killer SBD and a call was made to Parker from the janitorial staff. Both Bill and him walked down the hallway with one of the Pentagon officials as they went in search of Megan. They passed the secured room where she was seated for her meal and saw that she was gone. Thinking ahead, Parker decided to leave the room alone and followed the hallway to the nearest woman’s bathroom. As soon as they started their trek they noticed the smell and it was powerful. With their hands over their noses they quickly realized that the gas was more intense than anything they had ever witnessed from Megan before. Parker asked the Pentagon official for a pair of gas masks and upon receiving them the trio preceded down the hallway to the bathroom. Just as they were about to enter the room they saw Megan step out with a bright smile on her face and a little giggle.

“I’d warn you before entering there.” She said with a giggle as she walked out of the bathroom and back down the hallway that had been radiated with her pungent gas. Never had such an attractive girl in a cheerleading outfit produced such an obnoxious aroma. And then Parker remembered, the vast, vast majority of the food given to Megan was still on the table, she had ONLY begun eating her meal. Dreading what he would see he opened up the door to the bathroom and the oppressive odor attacked them without mercy. The men had smelled the worst of Christina, Jade and Megan’s youngest sister Katie, who had smellier gas and bigger dumps than the previous two….but this was far different. The smell that hovered in that bathroom was lethal to anyone without a gas mask and even with these three it was just below lethal.

A plume of brown and green gas hung over the bathroom with an even greater thickness than the gas hovering over Denver and Houston. The lights were on in the bathroom but it was terribly heard to see much past what looked like smoke all around. They almost had to fetch for flashlights just to see what was inside he stall where the gas was originated from. But finally, they had just enough gumption to see what was left inside the stall and to their great horror Megan had left a really hefty load in there. Mushy poop filled the entire bowl with no room for anything to be flushed at all. Bits of water hung around the bottom of the toilet itself, likely displaced from the crap that hung around. It was a certified Class 5 dump in Parker’s book, hell it was way beyond a Class 5. Even Christina’s larger toilets would have had trouble with this because was discovered that there were two other toilets with similar deposits with only the fourth toilet having a few can-sized turds inside and filled only halfway with shit. These three-and-a-half toilets full of Megan’s excrement produced an overall aroma that had not been smelled anywhere before in the world, and that included the vast regions of gassy haze that hovered in the west from Christina and Jade’s flatulence.  

In less than ten seconds, the three men were hastily making their way out of the bathroom as they were feeling the effects of that ultra-deadly gas getting to them. They were making their way down the hallway when the Pentagon official made the mistake of taking off his gas mask, but he was still in the trail of malodorous gas that led from Megan’s eating room to the bathroom and the man instantly collapsed on the floor for the exposure to the hung over gas. Parker cried out as he started dragging the man down the hallway in as much frantic of a manner as before. Never before had Parker or Bill experienced gas of this magnitude or of a dump of that size and power. The plan was proceeding perfectly, Megan was being shaped into a gas-producing monster unlike anyone ever before, and she was just now eating her third bowl of baked beans, with 30 bowls of chili and the other gas-producing foods still to go. She felt that her stomach was able to take it, but it would be another couple of hours before the food was all inside of her and it would be time to do her magic upon the world.

Megan sat back down and continued to eat her beans as she felt another surge of gas, leaning her skirt-covered ass again to her right she pushed forth another SBD, going on for 15 seconds and producing a smell that caused her to gag for a few seconds before she became accustomed to it. She smiled at the prospect of what was becoming of her, the smell of her SBD was downright killer and anyone not wearing any form of protection was going to die within seconds of smelling it. It was now clear that no one was going to be in the same room with her, not with that fatal flatulence going on. Commenting on how bad the fart smelled she leisurely went on eating her beans while she watched the scene taking place in Texas on the TV screen. She laughed as she took in another whiff of her god-awful gas.

“Those girls have no idea what’s coming their way…..oh my God!” She cried out as she finally took in a full whiff of her SBD at full-power. She passed out briefly for about two minutes from the impressive smell before waking up and beginning her meal again. This continued for another while as the girl slowly ate her meal. Another developing was taking place somewhere in the vicinity of St. Louis, no it wasn’t the two giantesses ripping massive farts, but rather their now solitary coconspirator creating what appeared to be nearly 50 bowls of chili in a large agricultural field to the east of the city in western Illinois. The appearance of the bowls from a group of air force planes gave them the caution to force a landing along a roadscape where they had discovered the helicopter that Tim had been using to fly around the country. The air force plane, which had several military personnel inside of them were quick to finally grab a hold of Tim and apprehend him. He quickly gave up and allowed himself to be turned into military custody as he smiled at his marvelous creation. He slipped the potion for creating bigger food into his back pocket and left the scene of the bowls as the military was ordered to bring Tim back to Washington, D.C. in as quick of a time as possible. At their speeds it would be just over an hour, but given the gassy onslaught that those 50 giant bowls of chili were going to produce Tim was more than happy to leave. He had done his part as he knew he was sliding further into oblivion as only a little pawn in the lives of two great giant farting girls!

En route to Washington, D.C., he was grilled by the military personnel over his overall role in the whole thing with Christina and Jade. He then began to spew out the entire story from the beginning and about Christina’s rise and the involvement with Jade. Over the course of the whole thing, he started to mention his two sisters Katie and Megan and how his love for the whole thing began with Megan after a misadventure with smelling Katie’s farts nearly killed him. The official leading the operation started to wonder why Katie wasn’t recruited for what was dubbed “Operation Final Blast.” But then he was informed by another nearby official in a scene that actually brought tears to Tim’s eyes that Katie along with his parents were killed early on in Jade’s long crop-dusting SBD that covered the East Bay part of San Francisco soon after her accession. It was shocking to hear this since it was a rather minor event compared to the bigger farts that she and Christina would cut later on, but then again that was rather the point of everything here, it didn’t matter what the size was, the gas still killed Tim’s parents and Katie, who up to that point, but unbeknownst to Christina and Jade, was actually the worst farter. Now she laid dead with millions upon millions of other people in the western half of the United States.

“We do have your other sister in custody, Megan. She’s at the Pentagon right now with Captain Parker.” The official said in news that made Tim feel a little better. Having just heard about the death of most of his family was nerve-racking and depressing all-around, but hearing that Megan had indeed survived made it a little better. At least he would get a nice heartwarming reunion before the inevitable doom of his girlfriend and her friend’s catastrophic farts.

“We’re being informed that she’s actually a part of Operation Final Blast, but we are not yet sure in what capacity.” The official said in words that now made Tim rethink that entire notion about meeting his sister. Ever since the chili-eating contest there was one thing lingering in his sister’s mind and he knew it, payback.

Back at the Pentagon, several military officials looking through the one-way mirror into the room where presumed Megan to be eating her feast, began to ask questions. For one, it was way too foggy in that room with the gas hovering around for it to be deemed safe. Inside about six bowls of baked beans were already empty, along with three bowls of chili and a whole bowl of broccoli. Megan was slowly eating her food as she checked her phone for the latest news about Christina and Jade. She was following what was taking place and admiring the power of Christina’s farts as well as her giant friend Jade’s. But she then recalled what was brewing in her own stomach and leaned over as she waited every second before the time that she would be unleashed before the world. Out of her ass came a strong bellowing fart of grand power that really showcased her rapidly improving farting capabilities.

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And that fog only got worse as Megan had leaned over and let out a nice 70-second long blast of pungent gas into the room that shook the walls and window to the room. Megan ripped a humongous fart! Her entire ass shook along with a flapping of the cotton skirt as the hot, dense air of her fart blew out and began to pollute the room with an even fouler stench. Immediately, she could tell the difference, her farts had improved, there was now much more sulfur within her farts and the chemical compounds being released were overrunning the system recording her farts.  Compared to the absolute power of her farts the smell was now ten times worse at least and getting worse than that. The smell was everywhere in the chamber! Megan's fart smelled so strong that even she had to take a moment to gag! Those looking through the glass could now smell the aromic power of Megan’s fart as droplets formed against the glass and fogged the window up even more. Back in the room, after gagging a few seconds Megan started to inhale her fecal vapors with more confidence and that helped her regain consciousness as she looked at her meal and knew she had to continue eating.

“How many of those chemicals did you give her?” One military official asked as he held his hand over his nose to try to blockade the offensive odor, as little as that was doing.

“We gave her all the ones that are used by both Christina and Jade. We have no idea what kind of impact they would have on Megan’s system. But her gas was already strong to begin with, so these developments are not unexpected.” Parker insisted as he too was taken aback by the incredible aroma filling their room. The inside of that room where Megan was eating was too toxic for any human to breathe but her. She continued to eat her food like a boss as the officials kept on questioning whether or not this was a good idea, but Parker had the one response to shut them up.

“You have a better solution?” He asked as everyone was shut up from questioning the idea. Sure it wasn’t great and Megan’s gas was surpassing Christina’s and Jade’s by the second, but there were no visible better options at the moment, allowing for this super gassy Megan to be a super giantess was the best worst solution out there. There was one other element, secretly in the back of Parker’s mind. He almost wanted Megan to succeed. She had been downtrodden most of her life with a younger gassier sister and Christina showing her up on a skill she had thought that she was doing very well at. In any other family Megan would have been the gassiest person bar none, but in her own family, she was only second best. Now she had a real opportunity to showcase to the world how bad she could get, she just didn’t realize exactly how bad she would get.

At this stage of the events, a clock had been ticking off the time since Christina’s original growth, which at this point was just past three days, a full 73 hours since the events began given it was now past noon on the third day since the events began. Gas was now covering a large swath of the western United States with the deadliest and highest concentrations further east in the locations where the girls had been farting most recently. San Francisco, ironically, was starting to clear out just a little as the ocean helped to carry the foul winds away from the city and eastward toward the Central Valley, which was becoming a collection point for all the smelly fart gas. Los Angeles looked a little better too but the ramifications from Christina’s dump there were still being felt. The crap had now started to harden up to form larger solid pieces of shit that had made that entire area unlivable. It was from Las Vegas eastward that the gas was still in its most deadly form, still heavy and strong from Jade’s initial growth spurt earlier that morning. It would have seemed like these events, with the girls heading eastward across the country would have taken days, but sadly it was only a few hours, a testament to just how quickly they were moving and blasting fart after fart.

Environmentally, the damage was beyond unfixable. Millions of miles of streams were contaminated in the west. The soil was obliterated in many locations, major cities laid in ruins with smoke rising from over a dozen different sites, and even places that weren’t directly impacted were still being laid waste. Bodies laid everywhere in all effect locales, locked in time in whatever action they were taking part in at the time the girls arrived in town to break wind. The malodorous aroma of the girl’s farts were being carried by the wind further to the east into the Midwest and South. And if that wasn’t enough of a problem, the air temperature was rising even more in the heart of the United States from the substantial body-fueled gas that hung around. Methane and sulfur levels were continuing to rise throughout the Northern Hemisphere and even if places like Europe and Asia weren’t directly experiencing the gas yet, they were much closer than they even realized. As the world gawked at what was going on with various countries offering suggestions to the U.S for taking care of the problem, they were in that one part of the fart just after its announcement but before the smell’s arrival. The seriousness of the problem was realized by the international community as they knew it was going to affect them eventually. Still, they had to admire the aspect that with all the problems taking place throughout the world on an everyday basis with countries fighting each other for a variety of reasons, it was possibly the flatulence of two young giant girls, female flatulence always viewed as a taboo in many parts of the world, that was potentially going to be the Earth’s undoing.

Tim was about to show up at the Pentagon as Christina and Jade finally met up within the state of Missouri, with toxic blends of their horrendous gases following them in zones of green and yellow haze that went beyond the horizon. Jade was quite surprised to see Christina at her much larger size as the two hadn’t seen each other since Las Vegas. Walking up Jade noticed her eyes were only staring into Christina’s cleavage with the top of her head reaching her chin. Still, it was hard for Christina to notice the gastric damage her younger friend had created before her.

“You grew again.” Said Jade with an echoing voice that could be heard into Illinois.

“Yep…been letting off some mean farts too as Kansas City can attest to.” She laughed as she pointed in the direction of the green smoke smoldering from the once vast metropolitan area that spanned the border of Missouri and Kansas. Like Denver and Salt Lake City it too was completely obliterated.

“Same here with Texas….and Oklahoma City, Tulsa, Springfield…you get the idea.” Jade pointed to the southwest, recalling her pathway north from Dallas into Oklahoma and Missouri. The two girls continued to share stories about some of their adventures with Christina getting a little concerned as she soon realized that despite her shortness compared to her own body, Jade had clearly been winning the day. That was when she pulled out her phone and saw the final message that Tim had set about the bowls of chili being left east of St. Louis. She urged Jade to walk with her as the two purposefully made their steps to the south of St. Louis before working their way across the Mississippi River and to the north to that open field where a grand total of 55 bowls of chili, each the size of a small Illinois farming community, laid before them. Christina then proposed the idea.

“How about a chili-eating contest between the two of us. It’s how I got into this whole thing to begin with, and it’s what you like the best.”

“Sounds simple enough, any catches.”

“None really, let’s see how many bowls we can eat and then let’s go about the different cities in this area and each lay waste to one of them one at a time. My geography lessons have told me about the various communities in this region and that it’s more populated than the emptiness of the Great Plains and Rocky Mountains….”

“I don’t know, Texas had a lot of people….before I farted.” Jade responded with a chilling smile.

“However as you know, my gas can make you shrink, so your goal will to have smellier farts than me. You need to boost your game in order to keep your size.”

“Sounds like a challenge.”

“Anyways, we’ll calculate which cities we lay waste to, including overall population to pick out a winner. The winner will get to destroy the largest city in this region, Chicago. We must leave that alone until the end.”’

“Okay. I can roll with that.”

“Next, we must hold in our gas until the eating is over. No farting whatsoever until we finish all the chili, and to top things off, the person who either farts first while eating, in case we both fail, or the one person who farts while eating altogether gets to go second on their assortment of cities while the other person goes first.”

“Finally, I will make a post on Facebook for the people to rate our farts based on the coverage they will be receiving on the news about our exploits in this area. I will ask for a rating from 1 to 10 based on the fart we cut over the city.”  She was trying to find a way for other people to judge their farts and figured that since all the news coverage at that time had now been focused on the United States and the two farting giantesses roaming about there, they could now get people to comment on the gastric bombs they were releasing. And with that Christina had laid the ground rules for the contest, with that last rule being a bit difficult for both girls. They were always brewing with tremendous amounts of gas that holding it in was asking for trouble, and the more then held in, the more gas they would produce. So they began to sit down and go through their chili, taking their time as they wanted to create their space for all that food.

Speaking of not holding in one’s farts, a vast section of the Pentagon was really starting to smell of Megan’s flatulence. Numerous offices were already being evacuated as a simmering brown fog of utterly repulsive gas began to flow further down the corridors and away from the room where Megan was continuing to eat her meal. On top of that, her farts were getting louder and stronger. The stench was still getting worse and the floor shook all around her as she continued to unload beastly farts of all kinds. Some airy farts would last two minutes in length and her loud rumblers would go at least past a minute. She even had to start eating her food while passing gas just to save time as she knew she would be called up soon. Still, she enjoyed every moment of it. Even if the scent was way, way beyond offensive she mustered her way to eat the food as she finished her 15th bowl of chili. Since staring out she had ripped about 40 farts, all of them stronger than that killer SBD she had laid back in the beginning.  Another half hour had passed when Megan was finally finished with her meal. With a belly full of both gas producing foods and numerous chemicals that helped to make both Christina and Jade gassy she was finally called forth before the president to have a final inspection before being shipped out to fight Christina and Jade to their untimely deaths (as well as her own they hoped.)

In the command center everyone was wearing special hazmat suits with their own oxygen supply as Megan walked gleefully down the foggy hallways toward the president. Standing as if she had owned the situation she reported that she was “armed and ready to go.”

“I hope so for all of our sakes. The word is that these girls are about to embark on some sort of contest that will test their abilities to destroy individual cities in the Midwest. As a Midwestern myself, I hope and pray that my own home town makes it through this. You need to take care of these two as soon as you find them.”

“No problem sir.” She said with a slight giggle as she already knew what was going to happen. That and she began pumping out a relatively small ten-second long silent fart into the room, filling it with a stench that was incomparable to anything ever released by any animal.

“The fate of the world is in your hands….” The president finished as he began to smell the noxious concoction that Megan had unleased into the room. The fart was a pure blue ribbon winner. A burning stench of rotting flesh and eggs began to fill the entire room with a vile smell that was breathed in by everyone where a hazmat suit. Even with those suits on they were still viciously attacked by the pungent stink that still smelled worse than anything ever let loose by Christina or Jade. A light brown gas began to fill the space as Megan’s SBD came piercing through her white panties and blue skirt all throughout the area. At a certain point, the fart’s smell really stopped smelling like a fart and more like pure death, a malodorous aroma that had gone way past the typical rotten egg stench that was expected for a fart from Megan. It was that hard to describe the smell, not unlike any fart ever smelled before. To say that Megan was armed and ready to go was an understatement. The president and other officials were on their knees choking on the smell as they tried frantically to get oxygen (not tainted by Megan’s farty blast) into their lungs within their own hazmat suits. Megan giggled as she was whisked away toward a helicopter that would take her to Andrews Air Force Base.

“Such drama queens, that was only a small fart.” She said with a laugh as Bill and Parker were putting her on a helicopter and telling her to hold in her gas for the five minutes it would take to get to the plane. Once giving her a good reason to do so she agreed to hold it in. It wasn’t until they had arrived at the air force base onto the special military plane that would take her toward Chicago that that reason had been revealed. Tim was waiting there at the base. With a black bag over his head he was hurried back onto this special military cargo airplane along with (unbeknownst to him) Megan. The latches were cut as the plane started to leave carrying the cargo that was going to doom the world, but first it was time to give Tim his punishment for his crime in aiding Christina and Tim.

“My dear brother….” Megan began in a voice that had confirmed his worst fears. He didn’t need the black bag to be taken off, despite the fact that Megan had taken it off for him. His eyes were opened to find his sister sitting down with her hands on her knees as she bended over ever so slightly to slowly process all the gas within her. She was told to hold in her gas as best as she could during the flight, but was given permission to release her gas just once.

“Are you….bigger?” He asked as he observed Megan’s height. True enough she had gained two inches, mainly from all the food she had eaten. The fact that the chemicals used on her also aided (it was suspected at least) in the growth of both Christina and Jade helped too. She giggled a little as she nodded her head. A grumbling noise that could be heard in the cavernous cargo section of the plane, left empty except for the two siblings tied on harnesses to hold them against the wall that protected them while the plane ascended into the air.

“Yep….and gassier I might add.”

“So I feared.”

“Did you also know that being in an airplane in the higher altitudes causes one to produce more gas?” She said with that growing smile that made Tim even more fearful. At this point, he knew what was going to happen, he was put on that plane so she could gas him in a form of torture to get him to reveal more information, but it was actually more than that.

“I have heard that.”

“Good, because the amount of gas brewing up within me is insane….and as luck would have it I have an announcement for you.”

“What’s that?”

“The federal government has sentenced you, Tim Williams, to death for your role in aiding the enemy combatants known as Christina Lopez and Jade Lee, two giantesses who are currently farting all over the country killing millions of people.” Megan announced in a decision that did surprise Tim. Sure he helped his girlfriend and her friend, but sentenced to death, he thought that he would have some sort of due process or at least a trial, but with everything going on these days it seemed that was unlikely. Gulping in fear of what Megan was going to say next, his fears were finally confirmed.

“Luckily for you, the government has allowed for me to give you the lethal injection….only it isn’t lethal injection….” She began as Tim cut her off and summarized what she was going to do.

“You’re going to fart.”

“Right you are dear brother. Now there’s two ways we can do this: I can sit on you and fart or you can sit right there and I fart. Either way you’re a dead man.” She said with a series of giggles that really made Tim’s final seconds all the more daunting. He never actually thought that it was Megan he was going to die from. He had come close to a near-death experience when experiencing his youngest sister’s Katie fart one time and another time had to deal with a long fart exploded from Christina after she had eaten beans for a full week, but both times he had survived. Now, Megan was the one who was going to kill him?

Sighing as he could already smell the dreadful aftermath fumes of Megan’s previous farts he already knew this was going to be the end. If he started his fart fetish from Megan’s farts, he was going to finish it with her farts, so he opted for option one: to take the fart in his face. Megan clipped her hands in giddy anticipation and was relieved to see the “fasten seat belts” sign go off as the plane had reached a cruising altitude. She was ready to let out Tim’s final fart. Brewing up within her it was going to be the greatest fart that Tim had ever smelled, fitting for his demise.

“Okay, make it quick.”

“I love you brother.” Megan said as she quickly had Tim lie down on the ground of the moving aircraft as she proceeded to plop her ass right on top of him. He felt the soft fabric of the white panties move across his face as his nose was placed into upper parts of her butt crack. He never touched her butthole with his nose, but he really didn’t want to as well. The blue cheerleading skirt was draped over the upper part of his body and created an oven that really helped him want to end this already. As soon as she was in position Tim could already feel the death coming upon him. It was a tremendous feeling; slowly his face was diving deeper into the smelly crack of Megan. He could feel condensation droplets against the cotton fabric of the shorts. The smell was beyond atrocious; there were few words in the English language, or any language that could truly describe the sensory feelings that he had with his head inside his sister’s ass. Megan looked up as she thought about what she was about to do, she was going to do something even her younger sister couldn’t do, kill with her own farts. She looked down upon her brother’s face and said these last prolific words.

“I’m so sorry for this Timmy….but I have to fart.” And with those fateful words Megan began unleashing a two-and-a-half-minute Silent But Deadly Fart that lived up to every syllable of that word.

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Nothing to this point could prepare Tim for what laid before him as Megan broke wind. In a 135-second long outburst of nothing but silent whipsy wind of flatulence she rewrote all the history books that every flatulent girl before her had written in producing a fart of tremendous value. The force was unbelievable, beyond that even; to Tim it was heaven and hell at the same time, which at first made him believe that he could actually survive this. When her asshole started to open Tim was ready to take in the fart, the only problem was he wasn't able to take in even a fraction of this fart. His eyes were blasted with a great wind that forced the gas into his pupils and into every part of the eye, blinding them almost immediately after the fart had started. He closed his eyes to protect them from the strong winds that were blasting them, but the damage was already done. The fart though felt like a batch of chemicals beyond blown into his face and the look on his face once it was released from her ass would show nothing but red burn marks on it from the incredible heat that it contacted. His nose had been blasted from the sensory overload of the powerful fart as the smell blew up into his brain before it seemingly had been turned off; his nose had taken in way too much of the gas. His mouth too, there was such a thing as eating her farts, but the gas was coming in at such fast and strong concentrations that he his lungs was looking for places to take in the sulfuric gas that Megan was releasing. Hell, Christina’s final killer blast that nearly killed him after the week-long bean feast was honestly only half as bad as what he was receiving right now. Every one of his senses were having trouble finding places to store the unbelievable amounts of gas that she was releasing, except for his ears, he heard nothing, this was as silent as they came when it came to farts.

Slowly as this fart waged on, his mind was losing a touch of reality as it was being attacked so much with her pungent aroma that he couldn't even understand where he was at or what he was doing, or even the origination of that strong smell. He remembered all those times he smelled a fart from his sister and that at the very end was he mistaken about his thoughts on his sister. It was through her farts that he loved the scent of a female breaking wind; everything in his future career was based on these experiences and the ones with his girlfriend. Only at the end did he understand the raw power of the one thing he truly fantasized about. An enormous plume of brown gas was smoking out of every available opening from her asshole that was available that Tim's head wasn't in. The smell that had blasted Tim in the face in every imaginable way was flowing out and was making even Megan feel lightheaded as the smell continued to increase in power. There was absolutely nothing that anyone could do to combat the ridiculous amounts of methane and sulfuric gas that was pouring out of her ass.

About 30 seconds into her deadly SBD, She continued to kill her brother with the constant flow of gas, a valve release so severe that the pilots wearing oxygen masks were having trouble themselves despite the extra layers of protection from the front of the plane into the back compartment. The smell of Megan’s ass was ten times more volatile than it was with Christina or Jade, even as giants. It was made of an indescribable mixture of rank aromas that no one could not begin to understand. It smelled so bad; he tried to sniff any of it, trying to get any oxygen. His body was getting instead more sulfuric farts from Megan. No one knew how filled his lungs were with his sister’s farts, what they also didn't know was that he was now brain-dead. His eyes remained fixed, they were continuous open as the shitty gas hole of Megan started to open and fill his body with another bout of potent gas. In this airplane a new scent was being created, the new and improved Megan Fart Smell. Both Christina and Jade had their own particular fart scents, which they had been unleashing before their large regions, but now Megan was creating her own smelly masterpiece and it was more than a dozy. This was the fart of death, at this point ALL her farts were the fart of death.

The fart to Megan felt like she was taking a crap, only it was simply her pure gas that was flowing out of her asshole like a waterfall. Tim was now beyond gagging, he was inhaling toxic radiation from his sister’s behind. All that could have thought was, what had his sister eaten? At first, he thought it was only the sulfur that was getting to him, but a large quantity of methane was also impacting him. Even though he couldn't smell it, he could feel its warm power. This fart had an amazing power with it in form of its stench; this was the grandeur of the smelly fart that came out of this cheerleader's behind. Tim couldn't believe what he smelled, this was the stinkiest fart he had ever smelt, smelling like dog shit and beans and cheese. It was as if a skunk had taken up residence within Megan's underwear and been allowed to unload of all its contents of Tim's face. The fart went on past the 45-second mark as it spewed its fiery-hot wind all over Tim's face, turning it from a slightly pale face to nearly all white. The skirt helped keep the smell within Tim's face even longer, but the skirt was also no force for keeping Megan's stench away from the room, even she was getting nausea from just smelling it. She had noticed a particular part of her odor that made it seem even more sinister than before. 

Then it happened, unbeknownst to her at the time, just past the one-minute mark of her epic SBD, Tim finally breathed in his last breathe. His body was already gone as soon as Megan began pushing out the fart, but he had to experience the raw power. For that first minute he experienced the greatest gas ever in the history of flatulence. Even with all that Christina and Jade and his younger sister Katie, he was now witnessing the pinnacle. Megan sadistically enjoyed this feeling; it was the climax of her entire plan all along. The liquid that Christina had taken for her gas was actually originated for her, she had no knowledge of the side effects of becoming a giantess, but she knew it would have made her gas stronger. If only Christina wouldn’t have drunken it first. Once she made it back to the Section 26 complex in the aftermath of her farting disaster over San Francisco did she make sure she acquired all there was.  For a girl who had always been second best, she now had the power to do it all, and in surprisingly quick and painful fashion. But the power was now being felt by her brother, Tim as he passed the one-minute mark and her SBD and passed away for good. At long last he knew, when his sister cut the cheese, she really did cut the cheese.

Then, Megan continued to release the other 75 seconds of her SBD, which grew stronger in scent and more powerful in coverage as she continued to inhale her dreaded stink. It was once her fart was over that she had felt the relief.

"Man…that had to be my worst ever…." Megan said waving her hand around her warmed up skirt. There was dew forming within her panties from all the increased heat that her fart had created, it made her panties feel nice in moist. She stood up and saw Tim’s lifeless body, turned pale white from the incredible amount of gas that she had pumped into it. If only she could open up a window, but alas she was thousands of feet off the ground and had to bear with the gas for the rest of her trip to Chicago. But the most horrifying part for Megan was that her fart felt like nothing, she felt as if there was much, much, much more brewing within her. That part she had to hold up within her system, that was being saved for all of humanity. She proceeded to sit back down on the bench and look at her phone as she updated her Facebook status.

“I farted and it felt good.” She typed as she smiled at her brother’s lifeless body. Ever since they were kids he had wanted her to fart in his face and this time…she really delivered. On that airplane as the two giantesses in the Midwest were eating their beans and preparing for an epic competition among the central U.S. cities, the real farting giantess was preparing for her time to shine and bath the world hundreds of times over in her beautiful, eggy and powerful smelling flatulence.

It had been about 40 minutes since Christina and Jade began eating through the chili and it was an even split between the two girls. Of the 55 bowls available, both had eaten 23 and now it was simply a race to the finish. Never before in history had two girls eaten so many beans and bowls of chili in as short of an amount of time as had done so in the past three days. Now they were feeding themselves with enough fuel to take out all of the Midwest. The only problem was that the girls had to hold in the gas and that was a struggle in and of itself. Jade had slowly moved her ass roughly in the direction of St. Louis as she ate her 24th bowl of chili she found herself sitting only a few miles from the Mississippi River with her ass on top of the Metro East suburbs in Illinois. At this point it didn’t really matter who made it first as both girls were feeling severe discomfort from the gas building up within them, and Jade hardly had much of a care herself. That’s why she decided to lose the contest on purpose (well the holding-in-gas part of it) and raise her ass up ever so slightly in the direction of St. Louis and let er rip.

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“Oops.” Jade said with falseness in her voice as she ripped this mammoth fart in the direction of St. Louis. Unlike some of her other farts, which were dropped like a bomb over the city and spread itself in all directions, everything from this fart was powered in the direction of St. Louis. Naturally, the buildings in the city were completely destroyed along with the bridges crossing the Mississippi River. The Gateway Arch was picked up from its foundation and swung westward toward the community of Clayton where it shattered into pieces against the suburban skyline. Elsewhere, the wave of destructive gas moved up and down the roadways that led into St. Louis as Jade’s fart carried on its traditional power through the city. The Mississippi River itself was splashed onto large tracts of parkland by the arch and flooded Interstate 70 nearby. All of St. Louis County eventually was affected by the catastrophic wind of fart gas as the fart continued spreading itself southward toward Jefferson County and westward to St. Charles County. The green gas that was hovering around the city killed off all life forms and made the entire region lifeless. Likewise, the shaking of the fart actually triggered off a few small earthquakes along the San Andreas Fault as Jade punished the city and surrounding areas. Giggling up a loud storm afterwards she giggled as Christina quickly ate another two bowls of chili to fuel herself and get back at Jade. Pointing her ass she proceeded to quickly rip ass into her friend’s face.

“Bad girl!” Christina yelled as a beefy one-minute baritone blast erupted from her anus.

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A rotten-looking green gas started to expand from the point of Christina’s asshole as this fart began to push itself out like an atomic explosion and straight into her face, giving Jade a rare dosage of her own medicine. The loud explosion of bass was so intense that Jade’s face wrinkled with every passage of deadly wind. It even forced her to briefly black out from the sudden surge of foreign flatulence into her system; she had forgotten how bad a Christina Fart smelled. And then the stench of the gas started to fill Jade’s nostrils and she was being a bit repulsed. She knew the power of her chili farts, but Christina’s chili farts were shockingly horrifying to smell and from the power of the explosive fart. The smell of the fart was horrifying to beyond words; it was a surge of truly vile wind that had filled the same region around St. Louis with another layer of just-as-bad female flatulence, contaminating the city for more than 200 years. To Jade, the fart smelled like millions and millions of rotten eggs, merged with garbage and shit. But to St. Louis, it was much deadlier.

“Foul girl….get that thing away from me!” Jade cried out as she stood up and briefly backed up back into the Downtown area of St. Louis. The stench from the area was more than strong enough though to cause the girls to back away as Jade picked up another bowl of chili and wolfed down the food as Christina did the same. They had finished the chili with Jade eating the one extra bowl to officially win the contest, but that was only because she grabbed it first. Quickly checking their farts, they saw that the St. Louis Fart was rated a 7 with Christina’s face fart a 5. The scale seemed a bit off, but these girls were the best at what they did so they just shrugged their shoulders and acknowledged that they had to do better. After agreeing that both their farts together was too strong for either to withstand they agreed to branch off and do a round robin around the Midwest as Christina headed to the north and Jade to the south. They had wanted to cause the most damage to the most cities as possible, and as for the winner of the contest (who got Chicago as a prize) well that simply was based on whose fart would smell the strongest in the overall area. Jade decided to first take her show down toward the Mid-South with Christina heading up into the heart of the Midwest.

Both girls ran from St. Louis as they wanted to cause the most damage in a relatively quick amount of time. Jade ran south along the Mississippi River at running strides that were over two miles. Entire towns were being destroyed from her every footfall but that hardly mattered to her, she was off to her first big city to attack, Memphis. 150 strides while running took Jade only in two minutes as a trail of her toxic gas hovered in an incredibly long zone from St. Louis to Memphis that followed the mighty Mississippi and filled the sky with a yellow haze as Jade finally arrived in far eastern Arkansas with her face looking down upon the city that gave the world Rock n Roll and the Blues. She was about to give the city some Blues to sing about. Lowering her body with her hands on her knees she aimed her ass right at the heart of the city and released the one thing worse than a Jade Lee chili-fueled fart, a chili-fueled SBD.

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Jade felt relief as she mustered out this hot SBD right onto the city of Memphis, blasting the city with 1,000 miles per hour Santa Ana-like winds of rotten garbage-smelling flatulence. The fart carried the pungent scent of badly-cooked meat from the chili that had been prepared, making the smell much heavier and even more ghastly than before. Mixed in with the hot humidity of that part of the country and it made the situation even more unbearable. The yellow gas quickly polluted the Downtown part of the city along with Mud Island as the bridges crossing the river were destroyed in the apocalyptic cloud of yellow gas that overcame the city and soon the entirety of Shelby County. It didn’t matter whether or not you lived in a good or bad part of town; you smelled the rotten stench of Jade’s SBD. Like the most predictable soap opera, the buildings in town were destroyed from the hot smelly winds of Jade’s fart and regardless of the strength of her fart it still resulted in the same kind of devastation. Preliminary the international social community had rated that fart a 7 on their scale.

“That was a hot one!” Jade laughed as she waved the air behind her ass from for a full minute as she tried to rid herself of the ghastly odor, but that didn’t matter much anymore as she had her eyes set on her next major city to the east, Nashville. Running to the north and east along Interstate 40 she stepped over the land from the flat agricultural fields of West Tennessee to the hills of Middle Tennessee and in about a minute’s time she saw herself walking over the hills on the west side of the city to find the growing metropolis of Nashville growing up along the banks of the Cumberland River. Having ran the equivalent of about 500 miles in the past few minutes she decided on sitting down right on top of the central part of the city, mainly on the part of the city just east of the Cumberland River. Her ass sitting down took out the entire east bank of the river including the football stadium and with her ass on the ground, creating the usual couple hundred feet crater inside of it she felt the need for more chili-fueled gas to come.

“Well this is the Music City after all, time I create some music of my own. This time I think it will be a personal favorite of mine….bass!” Trying to say something clever for the community she was in she didn’t lean her ass over at all and instead focused her energy on pushing forth a gargantuan fart that went on for over two minutes and created a bass-like effect unlike any witnessed before.

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Nashville, Tennessee was a witness to a fart and perhaps could be among the greatest of all time, if not in the top three of farts that Jade had ever cut. Jade’s farts were known for their awesome power but this one was surpassing all of it. As it turned out, she was holding back a lot more gas than she thought and that was after she had released all of those previous farts, beyond the Houston and Dallas farts, which were still equivalently her biggest. Jade was a bonafied giant fart machine that could not be turned off and this wall came from up to 30 bowls of chili! The ground trembled as this moist and juicy beast of vast, gargantuan proportions was being cut, producing more gas in that one fart than all the dairy farms in all the world could produce in an entire decade, she was breaking every barrier with this latest fart and nothing anyone could do to dispute the output what Jade was cutting right there. Middle Tennessee shook with the force that made the Book of Revelation seem like a more pleasant thought. All the skyscrapers in Downtown Nashville were brought down to the ground before the bass-like vibration furthered their destruction by vibrating the remaining pieces into smaller and smaller fragments. The fart’s echoing effect could be heard all the way to Lebanon and Franklin and Clarksville as their buildings too were shaken to a deadly conclusion.

If Jade’s last SBD fart over Memphis was an eye watering monster of fragrance that this latest fart was more than double that in strength and coverage, this one fart was enough to clear out most of Middle Tennessee, the geographic region that stretched from Alabama to Kentucky. Likewise, places as far north as Bowling Green were reeling from the sudden shift in air quality from the horrendous fart that Jade was cutting. As the loud fart, sounding like a trumpet blast hooked up to a set of large speakers, went off it created a plume of yellow toxic gas that quickly attacked those who were looking with vast admiration at Jade’s enormous buttocks. The gas killed the people out immediately and everyone within almost a 70-mile radius of Jade’s eruption were feeling the impacts of the fart, and if they weren’t killed by the foul sewage and garbage super-combo of stink then they were certainly smelling the rotten stench and wondering to themselves why they weren’t dying yet. She felt as if a ton had been lifted away as she pushed forward with this fart, taking turns between taking in a breathe and grunting, but once she started grunting and pushing out the beginning of the fart, the rest of it was able to take care of itself with enough gas to push out of her sphincter to continue the wave of downright horrific and powerful flatulence into the surrounding countryside and the only available person to turn off the value was Jade and she was waiting until it was all out. Ripples of fart-produced earthquakes continued to quiver across the region every few seconds as Jade had cut this enormous beast of a fart. It was after the fart’s finale that she had declared the region ruined by her flatulence. The international social community had given her an 8 for this fart.

“Sorry Nashville, but you don’t want an encore from this.” She said pointing to her ass as she looked down on the damage that flattened everything within Davidson County and all points away from her. Several of the hills in the city themselves were already flattened from the shaking effects of the fart and even with it being among her worst of farts, it still felt like she could do much better. Thinking for a moment about her next destination, Jade caught wind of her powerful aroma and decided it was best to head north toward Kentucky.

Meanwhile, Christina had entered a completely different part of the country and was now running across the flat fields of Iowa in the direction of Des Moines. She ran herself on a different path that went northwest from St. Louis along the western edge of the Mississippi River in Missouri and then into Iowa. In the meantime, she unleashed just one SBD that lasted for over a minute and crop-dusted a region from St. Louis to Hannibal, Missouri. Even the next minute, which finished her quick jaunt over to the Iowa capital city consisted of a smaller crop-dusting event with the residual gas flowing out from her behind in a process that was no worse than poisoning the air around her. After about three minutes of running across the flat terrain of Missouri and Iowa, she found herself over her first big target of the day, Des Moines, Iowa. While not was large as the two Tennessee cities that Jade was laying waste to, it was no matter to her. She got down on her knees and hands and pointed her hovering caboose in the direction of Downtown Des Moines. And with a few grunts of her own the chili-fueled butt fumes of Christina Lopez easily took out the entire city in a modest 30-second fart.

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A stinky 30-second fart came out of her cheeks, flapping them violently for the entire period as it started to spread its contamination throughout the region. The Iowa State Capitol building with its majestic golden dome was destroyed as the fart produced a strong east wind that blew across the city and demolished anything and everything. The commanding blast had rattled the ground in a radius that went as far north as Ames and as far south as Indianola and it sounded like a pure bomb of stink as it started its inception throughout the city, replacing the cleared air inside with her own pure funk. The smell only got worse for Christina as she started to gag and tear up her eyes under the enormity of this fart. This was by itself would have been a room-clearing fart, but at her new size it was naturally taking out all of central Iowa. Only a 4 was granted to Christina for this fart from the international social community.

After taking a whiff of her creation she quickly got up and continued her movement north in a trek that normally would have taken three hours by car, it took her five minutes by walking across the vast amounts of agricultural fields and releasing more of her gas, producing five small farts that left a vapor of devastation more than 40 miles wide in all directions of the Interstate 35 corridor. Sure enough, she found herself up in Minnesota in the only major urban area of the state, the Twin Cities of Minneapolis and St. Paul. Knowing enough about the general geography of the region she decided to do something a little different from what she had typically done with her farts. She positioned herself right in between the two skylines of the two largest cities, which placed her within St. Paul city limits as it were. She lowered her body down so that her knees were bent up with her ass in a squatting position. There was about 2,000 feet from the ground up to the denim fabric covering her enormous ass. Looking to her right and left, and barely seeing the two large cities around her, she knew that for a larger metropolitan area she would have to deliver a larger fart, pushing forth she did exactly that, over a minute and a half of perhaps the most heinous version of Christina-fueled flatulence yet.

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Out from underneath the seat of her pants, a colossal fart emerged from between her vast butt canyon and tight underwear and pants. The fart was immense, no it was ginormous! The fart was of proportions that few had ever heard before. It was large even for her standards and that was saying something. It went on for 95 seconds as her strong legs helped support her entire body as she continued to release the gas out of her cannon for a much longer period of time than even she had suspected. The fart shook all of Minnehaha and Ramsey Counties and the region surrounding them. What was once one of the liviest cities in the country was being reduced to dust with a growing crater forming in the ground that had buckled Interstate 94 into a hundred pieces and pushed forth a dust storm of gas in both directions attacking Minneapolis from the east and St. Paul from the west. The Twin Cities was done in by the power of her fart.

But as with any of her monster farts, it was the stench that claimed the victims as she continued to release this awfully loud blaster into the city. Luckily, no one was actually alive to witness the full power and stench of this fart. And the smell might as well have been a thousand times worse than from her previous fart in Jade’s face as Christina was releasing unhealthy amounts of hydrogen sulfide into the air to produce a  rotten egg stench  that filled the entirety of eastern Minnesota and western Wisconsin. Her entire colon felt like it was being cleanses of all the small particles of crap and gas that was still within her. Millions of small droplets of shit and fart gas bombarded the region as the residents of the two cities began to breathe in the ungodly amounts of methane, hydrogen-sulfide scented gas that was being thrust into their every being.

"It may be cold up north, but I’m warming it up right now." Christina said with a loud giggle as she finished dropping this diabolical monster of a fart. The heat with this fart was simply incredible as hundreds upon hundreds of buildings were blowing up into fire from unhealthy surge of gases into the city. The expansive skyline of Minneapolis suffered the same fate of nearly every skyline west of her as Christina had ensured that her gas was ripping those buildings to shreds with 1,000-mile per hour winds.  The fart had begun to trickle off, after a minute and 15 seconds, finishing its passage through Christina's butt, he finally subsided into nothingness. The final three seconds of fart finished out like a pure SBD. That three-second fart alone would have been enough to clear out half a state and kill millions of people, and at her normal size would have put grown men to tears, but when combined with the other 90 seconds of Christina's fart, the results were unfathomable.

A dark green cloud of gas had started to float around two states as Christina giggled to herself from the warmness the fart had created in her butt. She could taste the fart, the spices and the beans and onions were ripe in the air. There was a foul stench of sulfur and brimstone that also smelled of her pure and rotten shit. But the most dreadful part of all, with this fart was the insane heat that had erupted from her ass. The chili she had eaten was hot and spicy and so was her fart, leaving a warm seat over what was once the Twin Cities. The air temperature in the area was already past 110 degrees, a huge increase from the 70 degrees it had been before the fart. Even Christina had started to sweat under the intensity of the hotness from the fart and she had to get up and leave before getting any warmer. Once her fart was finished she saw as the green fog of her flatulence continued to expand far and wide across the Minnesota countryside. She quickly checked her phone and saw that her fart was given a rating of 7 from the online community around the world. Shrugging her shoulders she knew she had to do better if she were to beat Jade. It was a wave of deadly gas and with Christina standing up she started to examine her work and see that it was indeed a powerful fart, but to the east laid the state of Wisconsin, known as the Cheese State and Christina had much more cheese to cut.

Jade Lee had found herself walking north across Kentucky as she looked around for some city to unleash her pungent gas upon. She had done her own crop-dusting through the region and that helped to ensure that a zone of yellow gas hovered over the western half of both Kentucky and Tennessee. It was after another minute that she finally spotted a decent enough looking city in the northern part of the city. Bordered by the vast Ohio River to the north and a series to small hills to the west, she identified the city as Louisville, Kentucky. Through her walking she had found that her gas was reloaded and she was ready for one of her “normal” farts, as opposed to the small and weak farts she had cut en route from Nashville to Louisville. She looked down on the city and thought about the best way to cut this fart. Each technique she had thought was already attempted. But the fierce rumbling in her stomach got too much for her and she threw her arms up in a “fuck it” sort of manner and sat down and began pushing out a minute-long SBD that provided for a super-hot and deadly storm throughout the River City.

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People throughout the world were watching the video coverage from the various cities as they were meeting their ultimate doom and that was no different in Louisville as it showed a ground level showing of what Jade’s gas was doing. Through her worn out lacy Jade panties they saw the visible pee-colored yellow gas flow out from her panties and into the city as the gas quickly accumulated on the city streets and amongst the skyscrapers. At first it had looked like that damage might actually be spared there in Louisville of all places, but alas it was only the prelude to the actual fart they were witnessing, Jade hadn’t even begun to rip her fart yet, but once that happened there was nothing but yellow on the television screens before having it go dark with the plume of yellow gas being poured into the city, wiping out everything in the same fashion as the other cities. The Ohio River bridges were destroyed as were all high rises and houses on both sides of the river. The poisonous sulfuric gas started to collect along the valley of the Ohio River, which in the past had caused by air pollution in the region. Now it was helping her gas to really concentrate in the region where Jefferson County was in Kentucky. But there was so much of Jade’s pungent gas that it continue to spread all around the city, from Scottsburg and Croydon in Indiana to Frankfort and Elizabethtown in Kentucky, Jade’s gas was once more flexing its awesome muscles as the 16-year old giantess was relieving herself of some foul gas before standing up and beginning her trek to the northeast along the Ohio River toward the city of Cincinnati. This fart had been rated a 6 by the international online community.

            More bean-fueled gas was forming as Jade walked among the rolling hills of northern Kentucky. In only three minutes she had reached the hill-formed city of Cincinnati along the Ohio River. That’s when an idea came to her of how she should do her next fart. Jade arranged herself on top of the Northern Kentucky suburbs of Covington and Newport so that she had her back lying toward the south and she had her two legs bent up like the A-frames of a swing set. Her legs extended upward about 4,000 feet off the ground easily towering over the entire city of Cincinnati and all around it, even the hills of the city were nothing compared to her legs. These were the legs of a goddess, and they fit the body of the goddess too. Her torso rose up from the ground slightly as it reached the top of her beautiful face. In the middle, her large breasts hung out with mummeries the size of a small lake being contained with a slightly dirty white bra. The nipples of her chests were outstretched a little further, accentuating her large breasts as she was getting a little aroused by the gaseous air that filled the area around her. She had cut anything just yet but she was already filling the air with her residual gas, which likely killed those in Cincinnati as it were.  On top, her black hair was flowing around the sides of her head as she looked with her brown eyes straight down at the city with a bright, smiling face that was enough to steal the scene.

            “I’ve heard that Cincinnati is well known for its chili….y’all want to know what chili does to me?” She giggled as she began to force her gas out of her lacy Jade panties and into the area. As expected, the power of a Jade Lee Chili Fart was no match for the city known for its Cincinnati-style chili.

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            Two minutes long erupted a powerful blast from the bowels of Jade Lee in a fart that exceeded all expectations. It was a long, drawn out blast that sounded like an eruption from the sun. It was so powerful that the walls of every structure in Hamilton County as well as surrounding counties were immediately crumbled with a remarkable sound that was being produced. Christina's ears were ringing from the loudness of her fart. The masterful explosion shook the city as torrents of her toxic yellow gas filled the city with her lethal stink. It was a dreadful hot smell that smelled like burning diapers and raw shit, mixed in with beans and rotten eggs to produce an overpowering smell that smelt worse than anything she had cut up to that point. It was a powerful burst of stench that caused for Jade to squint her eyes has she had to shed a few tears from the burning smell. She also had plug up her nose with her hands as she playfully blew the air from within the zone created by her two bent legs and her crouch. There were trillions of droplets forming from the intense vapor condensing into a shitty liquid that was created from the burning cloud of stink that Jade had produced. The cloud helped to produce a heavy batch of Fart Rain that started to precipitate over the city. Highways and creeks were flooded, after their courses were altered by the earthquake of her fart.

            As her fart continued she began to understand that the more chili entered her body, the worst its impact would be. The smell of rotten eggs and burning cheese could be smelled in heaping quantities as the fart continued to rattle out of her ass with a great authority. The stench killed everyone from as far north as Dayton down toward Lexington. Quickly, the burning, stinky wind overtook the cleaner air that hung around the region as she was quick in gassing out vast stretches of countryside into southern Ohio and northern Kentucky. As this fart was being released, the airplane taking Megan over toward Chicago was starting to see the vast waves of yellow hovering to the southwest. It was finally agreed that Chicago might not be the safest place to land as they had to get Megan on the ground in order to make her grow. They picked another location somewhere in Ohio to make the landing as Jade’s gas was quickly impacting large swaths of land. Seeing that her last fart was an 8 she still felt that she could do much better. Seeing that her gas stunk up the land to the east so bad that she wondered about her ability to walk in that direction she instead decided to take her show toward the northwest into Indiana.

            Christina on the other hand was trudging through Wisconsin as she made her way toward the more populated southern part of the state. Before her laid the capital city of Madison with its two large lakes and stately capitol building located in between. Almost like she had done with Minneapolis and St. Paul she lowered her rump in a similar style and hovered it right over the state capitol in the center of the city. And with nothing else to do on the account she proceeded to cut some cheese.

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            The stately and beautiful Wisconsin State Capitol was no more as the winds of Christina’s powerful blast had pushed for a gust so strong that it flattened the capitol dome with pieces of marble scattering about throughout the college town, and that was in the first half-second, following that the building was destroyed as the same wave-like effect of damage and destruction commenced throughout the central isthmus of Madison with waves of her flatus carrying down State Street and Washington Avenue destroying everything in its path. In a city known for its green energy Christina was releasing a hefty amount (trillions of tons worth) of her own “green energy.” Of course, it was too smelly for anyone to actually appreciate. The gas reached the large Lakes Mendota and Monona and pushed forth gigantic waves of water some four feet high from the shores closest to the city and carried them across the lake capsizing any boat on the water and then crashing into the opposite-side shores with a storm surge that took out vast swaths of adjacent land. The rumbling of the fart as predicted produced an earthquake that could be felt throughout Wisconsin as she made sure that this ultra-eggy and cheesy fart had enough of a punch to dominate the region.

            As soon as she had finished off her fart she stood up and looked to the east toward the barely visible horizon that contained Lake Michigan and Wisconsin’s largest city, Milwaukee. As she walked east along Interstate 94 she began to feel something she hadn’t felt too much since she started out her farting rampage, boredom. Both she and Jade were feeling it; they were getting a little tired of doing the same thing. As the reports of her latest fart rating a 6 by the international social community, streamed by on her phone she started to wonder for once if this whole thing was worth it. Sure her farting was cool to do for a while and she always like ripping ass and tormenting others with it, but was this too much. Jade was feeling the same but as a slightly younger girl she was still a little adventurous. As Christina entered the heart of Milwaukee she looked down at a plant which produced something that was also notorious for giving one gas, beer.

            “Well…I’m not old enough to drink but….fuck it I’m huge!” She took her large fingers and meticulously picked apart the various buildings to look for what would be drums full of brewing beer. After locating the good stuff she simply ate all the containers known to contain the beer in the entire brewery and felt the beer enter her system. After cutting forth a nice three-second long belch from er drink she looked to the east as she located the heart of Milwaukee along the Milwaukee River and Lake Michigan. She walked toward the east past the massive Marquette Interchange and right into Lake Michigan where she got into the water, very shallow for a girl her size and positioned her body not unlike a girl on a yoga mat with the ass pointed high in one direction, only with Christina keeping her ass pointed squarely at Milwaukee.

            “Oooohhhh….I knew I shouldn’t have drunken that much beer.” Christina said moaning a little as she got ready to release an enormous chili-and-beer-fueled fart over Milwaukee. She didn’t yet realize the impact of alcohol on her system as she unloaded a much larger fart than even she had anticipated.

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            It was a beast of a fart, a true beast, lasting two full minutes as it rippled her butt cheeks and caused for a lot more of the greenish-haze of gas that she often produced to flow out of her cheeks. And then the smell, as always, was a ferocious stench, more of the beans and cheese rotten smell. It flowed out of her butt like a tornado straight into the Milwaukee skyline. Giant waves came off the shore the Lake Michigan and onto the shoreline of the entire city of Milwaukee as the winds of the fart did their normal thing and destroy the relatively small skyline and all around it. Of course one could not mention the loudness and power of the fart. As she laid there, ripping it with an awestruck look on her face, she could feel the wind in her pants blow as far out as they could go. Furthermore, there were chunks of watery shit that came out and bombarded parts of the city as it was turning out to be a juicy fart too.

            Christina had recalled the first time she had drunken beer and some of the really smelly farts she got out of those; this Milwaukee Fart was much the same. People from as far south as the Kenosha and north as Manitowoc were smelling the warm and dense air that had come out of Christina's butt. She began giggling as she felt more of the gas pour itself out as if there was no end. It reeked of cheese and beans and beer and it continued to spread in power as the warmth spread itself throughout southeastern Wisconsin. Even Christina had been taken back by this smell, she was waving the air around her large butt trying to get rid of the stench, but once she lets one rip, there is no turning back, everyone around her has to commit to the smell and just wait for the smell to dissipate, which on her really bad smelly farts like this, could easily be a half hour, at normal size, and on a larger scale it might as well be a year or so, not like the world was going to last that long she felt.

            Jade Lee was walking northwest from Cincinnati as she saw the green haze from Christina’s beer-fueled fart and she started to wonder just how bad her friend was cutting them, but that hardly mattered for her, as Jade had perhaps her nastiest blast waiting in the wings and she wasn’t too picky on which community was going to receive it. Lying at the Crossroads of America was the capital city of Indiana, Indianapolis. Yellow haze already was hovering over the region of southern Indiana from Jade’s blast over Louisville and the Cincinnati Fart didn’t help matters differently, but this fart she felt was going to be different from the rest. It was perhaps fate that Indy wasn’t the largest city or even the most important and its fate would in the end be indifferent from its peer cities, but Jade’s stomach has had time to ferment the chili to help produce her vicious farts. There was a reason that the Phoenix Fart was bigger than the Las Vegas one, why the Houston Fart was bigger than the San Antonio and why Nashville’s fart was bigger than Memphis’s, the first blast wasn’t always the biggest, it was the ones afterwards after Jade had given time for her stomach to really digest that food. And now it was all reaching a pinnacle for her. She looked down upon the city as its highest buildings again reached no higher than her ankle. She lowered her body with her hands on her knees and then cocked her right leg out as she let loose a truly horrendous fart, a powerful blast that went on for three full minutes with as much power as the Houston fart.

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            A decidedly wet and sloppy fart erupted out of Jade’s ass and right over the city of Indianapolis in a force that was similar to 1,000 atom bombs being dropped all at once. The city at once smelled with perhaps the most scandalous of stenches yet that day. Heavy and thick plumes of yellow gas flowed out from Jade’s ass as the fog of gas created a heavy pollution that continued in coverage for a vast distance around the city. The modest downtown skyline was obliterated as was the sprawled out city that stretched into the surrounding cornfields. Within the Interstate 465 beltway was a deep crater of land that was 200 feet deep at its center and slowly worked its way back up to normal ground level near the interstate. The sound was of a thousand neighborhood-sized bubbles blowing up and popping as gastric vapors were being emitted filled the surrounding countryside as the Earth shook to the grand power of the fart. The winds were the strongest and they were the deadliest. A million people died on the spot when she began cutting the cheese and up to a million more died in the coming seconds as Jade pushed forth this behemoth of a fart. The smell was as vile and distasteful as ever it was the combination of raw sewage, manure and Jade’s own shit, all mixed into a toxic combination so unbelievable it was a smell that was probably never created before in history.

            While the deadly yellow gas continued to expand in its intensity in a radius that took it was far to the west as Terre Haute and east as Richmond, the real power of the gas was being felt over in Ohio, where the westerly winds took the scent and brought down even more people in places such as Dayton and Columbus. What was truly different about the scent behind this fart originated from the Indianapolis Fart was that it was being smelled all over; her fart had truly awesome coverage. About two minutes after the fart had subsided the scent was reported in Pittsburgh and soon it had traveled across the Appalachian Mountains and was being whiffed in as far of locales as Washington, D.C., giving them the first whiff of flatulence from the giantesses. Meanwhile the plane carrying Megan had finally landed at Wright-Patterson Air Force Base outside of Dayton, where it was deemed that the gas had the least deadly impact, further to the west it was truly deadly but there at Dayton it was only horrendously bad. She had made the observation that the ground already looked as if it had been in an earthquake and gave thought about what her own damage was about to do as she was finally handed the growing serums, both of them from Christina and Jade’s personal snatch as they instructed her on her orders.

            Christina Lopez was entering the state of Michigan as she walked across Lake Michigan, only getting her legs wet as she walked through the water in order to reach the other side. She had released a potent but small fart over the city of Grand Rapids before delivering another one toward the city of Lansing and finally stepping into Detroit where she unleashed an airy SBD that had lasted for half a minute and blew its wicked scent throughout the already empty city and into parts of Canada, offending their noses with her own scent. The farts received modest scores by the international online community but nothing actually mattered anymore, because in Dayton, Ohio the world was about to be delivered the final nail in its coffin as Megan drank the entirety of both serums and watched as the juices bubbled inside of her. That’s when she cut her last large fart as a normal person.

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            A terrible fart, in terms of its size and power and stench roared its way out through Megan’s short blue skirt as she started to feel her power as she released this monster onto the surrounding tarmac with a group of 20 observers along with Parker and Bill watching. A potent and long-lasting two-and-a-half-minute long beast came out from Megan's beautiful skirt-covered bubble butt that had the sound of a ton of gas being forced within the tight confines of her ass, all trying to make a run for it out in the world. Bellowing brown gas started to flow in all directions from her location as she smiled at the massacre she was unleashing before the people. As the gas roared out, Megan could start smelling the beans, heavy cheese and onions stench that came from her meal, filtering in with the eggy stench and she could tell that this fart was going to be heavier in power than anything before. It was an overpowering stench that grew exponentially over the seconds, gassing out the entire area with the people all covering their noses and gagging in horror as the putrid stench only grew smellier and smellier. They had to move as they were hacking and coughing from the putrid eggy stench of Megan's latest bout of flatulence. She could only blush as she saw before her one person after another falling down on the ground, knocked out unconsciousness. At least it was unconsciousness at first, but as more of the deadly smell was coming over them their comatose state had been shut off completely and they simply died.

            The ground around Megan shook some more as her fart increased in pitch and in gastric output. The fart smelled way; way beyond Christina's worse and Jade’s worse for that matter. Parker and Bill were now on their knees as they began to regret their decision in honest. It may have been best to get rid of Christina and Jade but now they knew that it was going to be at their expense. The feeling of relief on Megan's face as she passed this long, incredible fart was that of true control and power. She owned the situation then and now as she knew there was no turning back. She remembered the horrendous fart that Christina had cut when she took her first growth and Megan smiled as she continued to release this bomb and acknowledge that her time to dominate was at hand. The powerful stench was blasted into the faces of both Parker and Bill, the last two alive in the area, with their eyes stinging with a sandblaster-like wind that spread the deadly, sulfuric stench of Megan’s bowels and into their face. The rotten egg stench of her fart grew in coverage and power in the passing seconds as they started to notice a slight growth in Megan, at least before their fatal fall to the ground from experiencing too much of Megan’s absolutely deadly stench.

            “Thanks for all the memories guys, but it’s time I grow up.” Megan responded as she pushed out the final minute-long stretch of her fart thinking fully now on how her situation was already changing, her growth was slow at first and wasn’t going to be noticed for the next minute or two, but the gas she was pushing out was a final liberation as Captain Parker and Agent Bill Lopez were finally brain-dead from the exposure to Megan’s lethal flatulence. Her gas only grew stronger in intensity to produce the smell of death that Tim had experienced previously. This was the final culmination of all efforts those two men had dealt with when dealing with female flatulence. From the perhaps the person they least had suspected, they were finally being killed off from a girl’s fart, and compared to the rest of Earth, they were the lucky ones. As the fart had finally subsided Megan had felt the ground shake from the conclusion of her fart and the beginning of her growth.

            The Megan Williams everyone knew before was dying with the last blast of girly flatulence as her body quickly started its accession upwards toward the heavens. Her body’s size doubled repeatedly for many seconds as her growth continued. Her shapely legs and strong, muscular bubble butt increased in size as her skirt continued to hold as tight against her body as ever. She would grow larger and larger, first at ten feet and then 20 feet and 50 feet and continuously with what was apparently no end. Her D cup breasts naturally went along for the ride as the increased in size over and over again while remaining relatively the same proportion. The residual gas hovering around her panties and skirt helped to push her deadly odor elsewhere across the state of Ohio as it was just now starting to get the attention of both Jade and Christina and looked in the direction of what appeared to be another giantess growing And then her growth pushed past 1,000 feet and slowly this new giantess was moving up in height along the body heights of the other two giantesses as 15 and 20 thousand feet in height. A satanic laughter started to be heard as Megan was appreciated her newly found goddess status among the people of the world. As soon as she noticed she had crowned past 10,000 feet and continued to get bigger and bigger. In her mind she had hoped to pass Jade and Christina growth and every indication was that she was. So she was more than happy to see that her head had passed over the top of Christina’s, even way out in northwestern Ohio. But then the greatest thing happened for Megan, her growth continued without end.

            Megan’s feet slowly pressed upon the surface of the air force base as more of it was being covered in the rotten flesh aroma of her smelly feet. She looked around at the various hazes of yellow and green that hovered to her west and north respectively and thought about what she would be contributing to the cause. She saw Megan and Christina as their eyes were now in the state of awe as Megan continued past 30,000 feet in height. She passed by a few small clouds as her head continued further up into the atmosphere to the point where she couldn’t even smell any of the gassiness of Christina or Jade anymore. To her, their gas was becoming literally nothing and in her mind it was just as well. Her head’s viewpoint onto the growing countryside of Ohio and Indiana continued to expand as she had the feeling of being in an elevator going further and further up in the air. Jade, who was the closest to her saw as her breasts were at her eye level and then her bare stomach and then her cheerleading skirt and the deadliest ass known to mankind, and then her legs started getting into sight and it was becoming clear that Megan was getting ridiculously high.

            Higher and higher she got, past 50,000 feet and still increasing in size as her laughing continued and her stomach pressed on in expansion as gas was being produced in record quantities from the newly formed space of her expanding digestive system, a system that was larger than an entire city at this point. Another 15 seconds had continued before her meteoric rise from the ground was finally finished. Once everything was finished and Megan had reached what was obviously the stratosphere of the atmosphere she had stood at a powerful 100,000 feet in height, or 18 and a half miles and 30 and a half kilometers. She weighed 390 billion tons, Her ass was a couple of miles in width along with her perky breasts and her clothing itself was larger than the other two giantesses in general. Speaking of the previous so-called “giants,” they stood no higher than middle of her well-developed calf, with her knees well out of reach for their arms. Megan looked down upon the two girls as if they were only babies to her and at this point they practically were. Now, Christina and Jade had Megan’s attention as they looked up in horror of the giant face peering down at them with looks of revenge on her face.

            “It’s time to end your little show and show the world what a real girl’s fart is like!” She yelled out as Christina worried dreadfully about what was about to take place. They looked up at the beautiful girl standing in front of them. Her white knee-high socks were higher than they were. The cheerleading and swimming toned legs were firm and voluptuous as the lower half of her leg looked about the same size as either of their bodies. Her thighs as expected were massive at her size as they lead to the delicious and bubbly ass that rested within the tight confines of her blue cheerleading skirt with white panties clearly visible from their perspective. It wasn’t their fault that they had a clear upskirt view of Megan, her skirt rested at a height of 8 to 10 miles. From there the stomach turned against a fit stomach that was showing skin up in the beginning sections of the stratosphere and reaching further up to her grapefruit-sized (to Megan at least) breasts with nipples fully erect at 1,000 feet due to the cold temperature at that altitude. Past her impressive mile-and-a-half wide breasts (per one breast) her blond hair looked a little frozen as her ponytail held up to her charming face. She was the face of real beauty and of power, true power. And then Christina and Megan saw the worse as they started to see some fluttering taking place against her cheerleading skirt. Megan’s face was concentrating deeply as it was becoming deadly clear what the giga-giantess was doing, dropping a Silent But Deadly Fart onto the world!

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            For about a minute Megan brought upon gastric Armageddon upon the Earth, real Armageddon this time, not that fake stuff that Christina and Jade had been letting out. Even if warm air rises and cold air sinks, both girls felt the heavy and oppressive warm gas that sunk to the ground and rose up to fill the entire lower two layers of the Earth’s atmospheres as a brown haze started to fill the surrounding multi-state region. Choke-inducing fumes of the highest caliber yet began to descend upon the two giantesses as they saw Megan look out toward the east with a smile on her face and ever confidence that she could let go a fart of this potency without any are in the world. To her she could smell some of the dreadfulness of her fart, but not a lot of it. Back at the ten-mile high level of her ass the blue skirt she adorned was flapping like a flag in the breeze of the windy fart that continuously poured out of her ass, filling the air around her with the smell of absolute death. It smelled as if all the bodies in the world had been left to decompose and caught fire, plus every known rock of sulfur on the planet burning as well plus the scent of all the animal droppings in all the world, mixed in to form a stench that was unbeatable anywhere, anytime and by anyone but her. This hot gas continued to pour out as Christina and Megan, recently torturing parts of the Midwest with their horrendous farts were now on their knees gagging from the smell, now they knew what the rest of their victims felt like, they were actually suffering from the smell of this fart, it was way beyond what they had expected from Megan.

            Megan’s burning SBD expanded for miles into the atmosphere as it helped to create numerous clouds and storms to the west from the added humidity that was spreading back over the same spots where Christina and Jade had been letting off their gas. From space the scene was breathtaking; it was a rapid transformation in everything in the atmosphere even compared to what it was only minutes ago. Before then, light shades of green and yellow hung around in zones roughly following the boundaries of the Union and Confederate States of the U.S. during the Civil War. Jade’s gassy zone of yellow hung around to the south while Christina’s zone of green hung around in the north. Still, white clouds and bits of blue from the general color of the atmosphere could still be detected. Now a more medium shade of brown was spreading from the east, against the prevailing winds of the Earth at that latitude and spreading a thick layer of gas that was beyond toxic, beyond deadly, beyond anything of comprehension. In general, if Megan’s SBD was a 10 on a 1 to 10 scale, the worst of Jade or Christina would have barely reached a 5, and that was being generous. Throughout the Great Plains, the sun light filling the land, which was still somewhat visible through Christina and Jade’s gassy rampages, was now going dark. The brown haze created a darkening effect that appeared like a total solar eclipse over a large region. Clouds of gas continued their encroachment on everything in the region and more and more of the central part of the country was coming under darkness from the Silent but Deadly Fart Winds of a giant 18-year old cheerleader.

            The fart continued to expand in coverage as its pungent aroma, at the same strength of deadly gas that killed Parker and Bill and everyone else who took a whiff of it prior was now creating a tremendous amount of Fart Rain in various parts of the country as the clouds were forming at lightning fast speed to produce droplets of humid shit water and began to fall upon parts of the Earth that already felt the wrath of previous farting adventures. And despite the expectation that this fart would be coming out “silently” it was rushing out at winds of over 1,000 miles per hour and at such a thunderous roar that it would have made the loudest of farts out of Christina’s and Jade’s bottoms seem like a little pop and nothing more. That gas roared out at such a loud thunderous boom that it could be heard throughout the North American continent. To anyone somehow alive on the Earth, the sound would have been like experiencing a nuclear explosion at ground zero for a full minute. Even in places like Alaska the thunderous sound of Megan cutting her SBD would have been the same as a thunderstorm in the area. Chicago, which was purposefully spared from the wrath of Christina and Jade, was given perhaps the worst treatment of all. Even if the spot of expulsion for Megan’s gas was ten miles up in the air, the gas traveled down to the level of the Windy City and blew into the city with winds stronger than 400 miles per hour, still bad enough to destroy most buildings in the city. Some structures remained, but Chicago looked as if a hundred EF-5 tornadoes had blown through, and of course the smell was to die for.

            As the malodorous aroma of Megan’s SBD continued to bellow out as the 18-mile tall giantess hardly cared about what was happening beneath her, Christina and Jade found each roughly in what was eastern Indiana and huddled next to each other like frightened children. There were tears on their eyes, from the blinding nature of the volumous fart and from sadness that this was how it was going to end for them, but then the most damning thing happened, they began to shrink. It was only fitting since Megan was given the chemicals that allowed both Jade and Christina growth and if Christina’s could cause people to shrink from her farts, why not Megan? They felt their bodies get shorter and shorter, but still well above 10,000 feet in height as they continued to experience the raw power of Megan’s SBD. From their perspective the fart smelled very, very raunchy, a pure continuation of all the smelly farts that had been cut before. The stench of beans, onions, and spices were very much in the air as the air around North America continued to be polluted by this beastly fart out of Megan’s panties and skirt.

As the fart was finally running itself out Megan felt as if she were a little bit taller, but no more than 19 miles if she were. As she finished her monster she had to wave her right hand behind her skirt a few times to fan the smelly air all around her. Even playing with her short skirt a few times she really had to cool off the tremendous heat that was produced from this monstrous SBD. Looking down she saw nothing but brown gas all around, especially to the west of her. By now, her killer wind was reaching California and parts of western Canada, even the panhandle of Alaska was smelling it as many of the still-remaining glaciers up that way were melting off. Clouds all over the hemisphere were being messed up by the surge of smelly flatus that left Megan’s bottom to pollute the world. Sulfur counts were continuously rising as were methane counts and it was now believe that the official composition of the Earth’s atmosphere had about 1% methane and 1% sulfur roughly. Slowly Megan was turning the Earth into her own personal gas chamber and now the most horrible part about her gassiness was being exposed, she was not dying of her fart. She laughed as she saw the devastation below her acknowledging all along that her gas would be the final thing the Earth would smell. Perhaps most surprising however was the fact that Christina and Jade, now speechless were choking heavily on the fumes of Megan’s gas, but now killed off by the fart’s power, not yet anyway.

“Now where those little girls go to anyway….I must have scared them with that fart…it was only a silent one!” Her still slightly girlish voice said in a frightening tone as she lowered her body, pushing trillions of tons of her flatus around as the force of her body lowering down so she could swatch down on the level of the Earth with her breasts roughly level with her knees and her legs bent. Christina had now shrunken back down to 10,000 feet with Jade coming down to about 7,000 feet. Now both girls were no higher than the top of the tall white socks that rode up the thick lower legs of the new giantess. They whimpered in fear as Megan’s gigantic face looked through the ghastly fog that she had generated. But after looking a little she quickly found the two girls, now shells of their former greatness as they huddled somewhere out in a former agricultural field there on the Indiana-Ohio state line. Megan was very pleased to see them there, as she had a special present to the last two remaining people in the vast majority of the United States.

Finally she had sat down on the ground with her legs crossed in an Indian style and she had located both Christina and Jade, they looked smaller than toddlers to her and they had to look in pure awe at the beauty before them. With Megan now looking around 102,000 feet in height and Christina and Megan almost half their previous size they had to marvel at the girl before them. Never had they seen Megan like this before, a colossal beauty who way too good for this world. Megan was fantastically, unbelievably buxom. Her breasts were gigantic! Even if either girl had contained larger breasts than her at normal size, there was no denying that with Megan’s ten-mile bust was her hooters were just shockingly massive. Caught within the confines of her blue cheerleading skirt and seemingly bigger than they ever were, they were very shapely and firm. Her massive breasts were just thrusting through its woolen fabric. Her tits were so huge and the outfit was so tight that Christina and Megan could have thought that her breasts were in danger of bursting though the threads of the outfit. Megan had always been this beautiful; it was just now at this large size that the girls’ were able to appreciate it.

They then examined the legs of the athletically-shaped senior high school student. Her legs looked like they were absolute killers. The way her shapely legs and sleek thighs were showcased by her hiked-up cheerleading skirt was just unbelievable. The fact her legs were crossed and her skirt pulled all the way up past her knees didn’t help matters either. Of course, the smell of rotten death made all that seem useless anyway. What was the point of admiring a great beauty if you had to smell such dreadfulness. Brown gas reigned supreme over the entire land and even at their great heights it still looked as if the girls were caught up in a fog, even Megan had to endure the great power of her gas. Megan’s calves and ankles were sensational and shapely as well.  Her thighs were shown to be much larger than either of their bodies and it was now without a doubt that she contained world-class thighs that only helped to enforce the massiveness of the girl. And finally there was her ass, rested on the ground as it crushed several square miles of prime farmland along the Indiana-Ohio border as her buttocks were covered by her still angelic-white-colored panties that felt a little damp from the aromic gases that left her asshole and polluted most of North America.

“Hey girls….my face is up here!” She laughed as Christina and Jade both looked up at the youthful face of the massive giantess. Strings of blond hair flowed down alongside the top of her head as the majority of the hairs were still positioned in a ponytail, using her bow to force her hair up a little before letting the rest of it fall down the back of her head. Her eyes looked down as the girl’s luscious red lips looked with great anticipation for what was about to happen. They heard the rumbling come from Megan’s stomach, it was such a gurgling sensation that they had never heard before. It was the sound of raw gas being processed for almost a straight minute. Never had they heard as much gas being formed and processed in one go as the two girls looked up and down from the taunt, six-pack adorn bare stomach of Megan and her growing smile as she was implying that another fart was on the way.

“You girls both know what’s coming. There’s nothing you can do about it. My farts far outdo yours at this point. Like all your victims there comes a time in which you face the inevitable and take a whiff.” She said as she started giggling. Christina and Jade both looked at each other for a moment it looked as if they were about to comply, but then Jade opened up her mouth.

“Fuck no!” She said defiantly as she started to run away to the east, stepping over more small towns in western Ohio as she tried to escape Megan. Christina saw the cue to leave as well and ran off. However, both girls were unaware of Megan’s six and a half-mile long arms, more than two times the length of the girls themselves and Megan was quickly able to grab both Jade and Christina with each of her hands and hold them up in the air, all while barely getting off the ground. She brought her arms back and carried both “giantesses” in the clasps of her hands as both girls attempted some sort of breaking-free maneuver, unable to do anything with the grip of Megan so strong that she could have probably crushed them by herself if she wanted.

“No more running girls, play time’s over, it’s time I put you to bed.” She said with a laugh as she recalled her original purpose for becoming a giantess. She may have screwed over the world, but she was at least going to finish her duty.

“Please Megan, you’re making a mistake.” Christina pleaded.

“We can talk this over girl, we can help you.” Jade pleaded as well. Both pleas fell on deaf ears as Megan blew a kiss in their direction to “kiss” them goodbye. Taking the two girls she leaned backwards to open up a space between her ass and the ground and then, without any consideration for the girls’ health or safety, shoved them down to the ground, properly positioning their faces so that it was pointed up to where her ass was. Christina and Jade had blooded up faces but it hardly mattered as they were now helpless to stop what was about to come. They saw the white cotton fabric of Megan’s panties and realized that it was the last thing they were going to see in their lives. It came upon their faces as the light of the world (or hazy gassy world as it were) faded away forever and they were face to face with Megan’s asscrack. The crack was so large and deep that both girls were barely able to be right underneath it. They could smell the killer aroma down there and almost died right then and there, but Megan had to gloat about her power first.

“So girls…I had a lot of chili earlier, plus beans, broccoli, milk, you know gas-producing foods and all and wouldn’t’ you know. They’ve given me gas….LOTS OF GAS! I’m sure hope your happy that you defeated me in that chili eating contest Christina, cause I’m about to give you a chili-fueled fart you’ll never forget!” The girls were barely able to hear what Megan was saying, that was naturally because of the hot and damp insolation they felt underneath Megan’s underwear. There was no way out, they had millions of tons of asscheeks on either side of them and the only opening of air was lying up deep with Megan’s asscrack. There was virtually no hope for them and then it happened, the moment they had dreaded, Megan started to fart.

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It turned out that Megan’s SBD was merely an appetizer for this over-five-minute long blast of gas that was a fitting end to both Christina and Jade. If they were going to die from a fart, it might as well be the longest one ever in history. It was unclear just how long the girls were alive when they heard the burst of gas erupt out of Megan’s ass, but any conservative guess would have been not very long. For one, the force of the foul wind upon their bodies was literally bone breaking. Two girls that had been previously rendered immortal by letting out massive farts that killed millions and destroyed cities were now finding themselves on the receiving end of a fart that surpassed their greatest by over ten times, if not more. This fart was far different from anything ever cut before and that was truthful to ever extend of the concept. All over both of the former giantesses, shrinking even more as the doom began, the overwhelming stench of his Megan's intestinal product was being pushed out. The unholy stench of digested broccoli and beans were at the forefront of this fart and the zone within her skirt had already stunk to high heaven and beyond for any fart that had been dropped before. Megan’s nose twitched and she even held in her breath for a few seconds as the steamy gas flowed out onto the faces of her victim and into the surface.

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The ground was shaking with a force that had no equal before it. It was hard to even fathom how much the Earth was shaking as Megan remained seated for the duration of her catastrophic fart onto the ground. The shaking was heard on all of North America, with bits of land sliding off into the ocean at various rocky promontories on both the east and west coasts. The shaking caused hundreds of icebergs to break off up in Northern Canada and created tidal waves that carried out tsunamis to the south of the Gulf Coast and east of the Atlantic Coasts, unlikely spots for such waves. Caught in the folds of Megan’s panties and skirt, it now felt like a sauna where the girls were. Luckily, the girls were already dead. Christina Lopez and Jade Lee were both dead, no more than ten seconds into the five-minute long fart. Their bodies were being ripped to shreds and the heinous gas started to visibly decompose the girls’ giant bodies as they were slowly being whittled down into nothing but dust after the brutal beat down they were receiving at the hands of Megan Williams and her powerful flatulent ass. Megan was so not-caring about her fart’s deadly impacts that she carried on not knowing if the two former giantesses had made it past the first few seconds or were still soldering on past one minute or more. But a more pressing concern was breaking out for Megan; her fart was getting stronger and longer.

……RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP…….

Her tremendous blast of gas continued past the two-minute mark as Megan started to lean ever so slightly to the left, pointing her ass roughly in a direction toward the east. It hardly mattered, because the foul winds of the fart were being carried long and hard throughout the remainder of the United States. Megan’s intestinal system was using the fuel of the chili, beans and broccoli as a chemical weapons facility, enveloping the entire world with its wicked fumes. While it was obvious that she had turned the insides of her skirt into a true gas chamber, the gas chamber effects were really being reached much further. The ozone layer was helping to seal in the wretched aroma of Megan’s monster fart and it was showing as more brown haze was spreading across the eastern part of the U.S. and beyond into the Atlantic Ocean, sealing the world in a pea-soup fog of pungent gas. The sewer fart gas was floating around, soaking billions of buildings with a dew-like substance that could only be described as the condensation effects of her farting. Fart Rain clouds had continued their vast production as the fart was starting to feature the effects of the monster-sized storms from The Day After Tomorrow.  Megan's fart in effect had gone through a form of water cycle, staring as gas that floated out of her behind, condensing in a brown cloud that spanned the continent with continuing spreading, and then falling as precipitation as minute droplets on the Earth, producing rain that covered almost 1/20th of the world.

…….PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP…….

People in Europe were now starting to taste the gas as the wall of brown gas slowly fell upon the western edges of the continent, producing an effect that was straight up out of the Bible. Anywhere on the western shores of the continent there was a wall of brown more than ten miles in height traveling at fast speeds over the water and toward the continent. There was nothing more anyone could do, the heat and power of her farts had now reached Europe and the cascading greenhouse effect that scientists that morning had predicted would only take a few days was happening in the matter of minutes.  Back at ground zero, Megan’s fart had turned a bit sloppy. It was now becoming a disgusting, really disgusting fart that was taking on the presence of an all-powerful eye-watering bomb. The fart started to sound really wet and smelled more and more of infinite amounts of crap. Megan could actually feel the insides of her panties become moist as it sounded like she had crapped herself. The fart was smelling worse and worse and now more than ever smelled of rotten eggs as the sulfuric content of the fart was on overload. The more she grew and the more she farted, the more sulfur her farts would put out and the statistics provided at different worldwide monitoring stations had shown a very scary outlook that her farts would become the most sulfuric things ever created by humans, a real mindboggling thought given everything that Christina and Jade had let out. The smell was getting stinkier and stinkier and still her fart was pushing on into the fourth minutes, shaking the Earth with an earthquake that was without parallel.

……PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO……..

Megan had to lift her ass up even more as there was actually too much gas hovering around her skirt for it even to be safe. If she would have lit a match underneath her skirt right then and there the firestorm would have likely been enough to cover the Earth in a smoldering cinder of her fart-fueled gas, and she wasn’t ready to destroy the planet just yet for that. Still, her fart was having an undeniable impact everywhere as the scent of the gas was reaching places far and wide. Central America and Europe were now taking in a good whiff of Prime Grade-A Megan Fart Gas. To say that Megan had farted would have been a great injustice; she was creating a massive hole in the ozone layer and effecting the planetary air composition forever. Sadly for the world, Megan was cutting the worst, most powerful fart of her life. Megan's worst, more potent, most deadly and toxic gas flowed out of her ass like a cosmic storm unlike anything ever witnessed. Even she was amazed at how she survived smelling this fart as it was released. How she managed to hold her composure and keep going for those five minutes she would never know, but what she did know was that ecosystems were being eradicated from the noxious odor that was emitting out of her butt. The smell was only an intensification of all the horrendous smells that she had released ever since the beginning of her power-up. The chili made its presence known as the fart carried a spicy, tangy stench with it that only helped to make the world even hotter. The cheese that she eaten created a rotten component to the fart that made it smell like a small moon composed of entirely sulfur had just crashed into the Earth. And of course, the beans that she had just eaten had allowed for the hydrogen sulfide to make its vengeance known, she had produced a whole lot of the sewer, swamp gas in her stomach and now she was letting it all out. Nothing could have been compared to the gas she was letting out there. And if the situation couldn’t be any worse, she leaned a little more as she broke the five-minute barrier that Jade Lee had set and unleashed a final 30 seconds worst of her bubbliest, beefiest and baddest flatulence to date.

……OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The sound finished off with the grandest explosion yet as brown haze poured out of her ass in a manner that made eastern North America look like it was on fire. The vibrating sound of the fart echoed off the mountains of and Andes and the Alps as the oceans were humming with the ear-piercing sound of Megan’s flatulence. This was the kind of fart that commanded the world’s attention. While the rest of the planet had been busy grading the various fart that erupted out of Christina and Jade’s asses as they laid waste to various American cities, Megan’s fart brought doom to anyone who witnessed it. And while there was perhaps a whole half a hemisphere that didn’t know anything had happened, it was hard to anyone to avoid the inevitable; Megan was stinking up the world! The farts conclusion didn’t just stop with the closing of her sphincter as the roaring thunderous sound of this bassiest of bassy farts continued for another full minute as it echoed off the mountains far away and throughout the world. Down beneath her ass was a crater that swallowed up vast tracts of farmland that formed a region that stretched roughly from Greenfield, Indiana to Dayton, Ohio. The crater continued some 100 feet into the Earth at its deepest point where somewhere, admits the destruction were the destroyed corpuses of Christina and Jade. The fart tore apart their bodies like a small doll against an industrial-sized dryer. Their flesh had been eaten by the inhumane power of the fart and its stink, and the winds tore through all the bones as the loud sound smashed whatever was left of their bodies. In all, the fart utterly destroyed them to the point that they were bones, ending up roughly 40 feet in height as the fart had shrunk them before they had died. For two girls that brought upon the worst of flatulent destruction upon a good deal of the country, they died horribly.

Megan had to stand up and wave the air around her ass some more as she really began to understand just how strong and powerful her farts were. She waved around massive brown clouds of her ugly rotten gas as it slowly started to fill the atmosphere with her killer aroma. That fart had done a lot for her, but it was also telling to her that it was a pre-dump fart as she could feel something else poking within her rectum and it wasn’t entirely gaseous. She was actually hoping for it, with the majority of the American population dead she assumed that no one would take offense to her defecating out in the public and at her size; well there was hardly any point in her to hide her most likely hefty load. Feeling the shit quickly come upon her system she quickly took off her skirt and panties and started to squat over the ground near the same crater that she had created. Her first bit of movement however was to take a nice long piss, and by piss of course it was stream of urine powerful enough to mimic the impacts of the glaciers on the river valleys of that same area.

One second of piss out of her bladder was worth more than all the water discharged at Niagara Falls for a week and it continued for nearly a full minute. The blast of urine was a force onto itself, quickly cutting further into the ground as it slowly filled up the crater. The stream of golden yellow piss was about 50 feet in width as it created an impact that made all the worst thunderstorms in Earth’s history seem like minor rain events. As the crater was becoming full of her urine it started to flow onto surrounding waterways, making its way into the Ohio River and quickly forging a deeper canyon into some of the already steep topography, such as around Cincinnati. The yellow urine quickly polluted the water of the Ohio River as the stream flooded through the various locks and dams and in record time made it to the Mississippi River in Cairo, Illinois before heading out toward the Gulf of Mexico. In all, she released about as much urine as half of Lake Erie and all that piss had to go somewhere, but it was nothing to the awesome dump that was about to begin. Grunting for a quick moment she felt the first log of her utterly rotten shit emerge and it turned out to be a hefty load for such a hefty girl.

PPPPOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!

Megan scrunched up her face as she began forcing the fart out. It was a modest fart, lasting only ten seconds, but that was ten seconds more of her putrid gas. In farting she was releasing a deep and sinister brimstone smell into the atmosphere that smelled even worse that the horrific smell that she had just produced previously. She could feel the bubbling gas being forced out from between her buttocks as it slowly went from being bubbling air to nothing but raw shit liquid with what felt like a few small chunks of pure shit. Megan could feel the small pieces of crap get larger as they released asteroid-sized turds all throughout the land, creating some 30 other craters all throughout the region. She thought back on her horrendous experience with Christina at Thanksgiving as she had to endure one of her dumps. Now she got the final laugh, she was going to take one of her own and this time, she was going to do over the remains of Christina’s body, which was already sunk beneath a pool of her urine.

BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPPLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLSSSSSSSSSSSSSSTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!

“I got to take a SERIOUS DUMP!" Megan cried out as she cut forth another thunderous blast of raunchy flatulence. She could tell that her gas was doing far more damage to the air supply of the planet than Christina or Jade every could have wished. Like those two, she was able to alter the air molecules to format her own flatulence to make the entire region smell even worse. Unlike them however, she made it much worse on a larger scale. North America in essence had nothing but Megan’s flatus hovering over it as the dominant air supply, and that gas was continuously spreading around the Northern Hemisphere. Now the world couldn’t do anything more but to watch the death of the planet at the hands of the bowels of an 18-year old girl. The odor coming out from where she had farted was enough to make anyone sick. Megan was starting to sweat under the power of this sulfuric-induced fart, which smelled of even greater quantities of rotten eggs and brimstone and of pure raw shit. The plumes of brown gas continued to expand as the view of Earth from space was slowly becoming browner and browner.

"You all have front row seats to the largest bowel movement in history!" Megan said out loud laughing as she had to briefly cover her nose from the pungent stench. Her remark was a direct callback at a quote Christina had delivered to Megan when she began to watch the giant Hispanic teen drop a load into her own toilet. But now the world was Megan’s toilet and she was ready to do her business. The world watched in increasing horror as Megan moved around her city-sized asscheeks in the air began her gassy onslaught upon the Earth. She began grunting as she released from her bowels the most earth-shaking, stink-producing, enormous dump in the history of human civilization. Megan giggled as the rumbling in her stomach was getting louder and stronger.

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Megan then released a foghorn like fart that echoed throughout the planet and created more of her bean, onion, cheese, and broccoli funk throughout the air. The vast amount of gas this girl was releasing was simply unfathomable, even to giantesses like Christina and Jade, who did a lot of damage in their days. . Now Megan began in earnest her shit. The first massive log of Megan’s crap finally took form and dangled from an altitude of about 10,000 feet as it snaked its way along a path equally as long out of her expanded asshole and onto the ground below her. The turd was about half the size of Christina and Jade at their highest heights and easily as thick as their bodies, roughly 5,000 feet in width. But this was merely a preliminary turd, meant to test the waters before she could start unloading more turds. But first Megan had to cut some more gassy farts.

BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBTTTTTT!!!! BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPP!!!!

PPPPBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBSSSSSSSS!!! PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPphhhhhhhFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTT!!!!

Four massive bubbly farts erupted from Megan's butt as she began dropping massive loads of crap onto the Earth. More of these were asteroid-sized as they continued to an effect unlike a meteor storm striking the moon. She would continued to grunt in ecstasy as she leaned forward some more and pushed out yet another powerful fart that started to shake the grounds of the planet. At which point now the entirety of the United States was doing nothing but shaking under the rapturous power of her gas.

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This long, drawn-out, 30 second fart was unusual because it didn't sound like one cohesive fart, it sounded like several strong farts conjoined at various points, it would start as a blaster and then proceed to become more wet like in nature, and then it became a ripper in form before finishing out as a releaser of more of her liquid excrement. At this point, the landscape around the Earth was turned into contaminated ground for which there was no return. Four more turds equaling the size of Megan’s original piece of shit came out of her ass as they had all the signs of being smelly and really dirty and forming a mountain that was quickly filling up the crater where the remains of Christina and Jade were Even Megan was starting to gag now, as her eyes were burning from the intense stench and heat that all of this had brought. Still, in the same way she had felt relief as she continued her immense bowel movement.

After breathing for a moment to take a break she began another onslaught of waste extraction into the crater. People around the world who were still alive were feeling disgusted as they viewed  Megan’s anus would open up with several long, three-mile long ropy strings of brown shit fall onto the ground. Each log was getting bigger and thicker and they all stunk like rotten eggs and beans. She then pushed her anus open once more and dropped a couple of more logs onto the ground, both now about 14,000 feet in length and 6,000 in width. The region of the former United States covered by what was called Indiana and Ohio were quickly becoming a cesspool of the vilest human excrement ever produced. There were green logs and brown logs, piling up like dead wood in an increasingly growing bonfire beneath it a small lake of liquid urine that was now oozing out of the shit as the liquid portions of the dump were trying to separate themselves from the solid parts. Megan’s shitty outbursts were becoming more violent as the watery torrents of shitty water continued to fly out from her anus. Megan laughed as she only imagined what kind of class of dump this would be compared to all the others. Christina’s massive Los Angeles area-dump was only a few turds compared to this increasingly mind-blowing load that Megan was dropping and Jade’s Dallas dump, maybe a quarter the size of this. Another catastrophic fart erupted as the ground shook once more.

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"Oh yeah…this feels soooo good!" Megan said in euphoria as she moved her body around and leaned it toward the right as she opened up her intestines and her rectum to release more of her logs. This next wave of shit came with a trumpeting fart that signaled the arrival of more bricks from her bowels. She could feel as each log of shit caused the ground to shake more as she was continuing to add to the collection of crap in the toilet. More earth-shaking farts and three-mile long turds erupted from her butt as she started getting a little relieved form her indigestion. The air was slowly becoming darker as it was being replaced by Megan's gas. The mountain of shit she was producing was getting larger and larger, now the size of a small mountain range that covered a region of almost 100,000 square miles. Turd mountains reaching out to the heavens with an elevation of up to 9,000 feet peaked out amidst the mountain range of shit. This was an epic dump for Megan and now it was becoming clear that her dump was going to be the one to beat them all. This was the last great bowel movement and words or emotions couldn’t even begin to highland the grandeur of the dump. Megan could only smile as she began pushing out a silent hisser of a fart, which blew against the viciously wet dump with all the dry air that was being forced out. Her silent gasser had a distinct odor of broccoli and cheese and onions as it erupted out of her ass and onto the dump where it carried the raunchy odor further east into all of Europe and parts of Northern Africa. Megan then tilted her ass and released another powerful fart into the toilet bowl, lasting for ten seconds before it subsided.

FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!

After that, the commenced in release of more brick-sized logs into the toilet, now the main part of her meal, the digested remains of the chili and beans and broccoli were going into the toilet, this would have been toilet-clogging dump for her, only it was now passing beyond toilet-clogging, there was nothing she could really clog with this size of shit. She again leaned her body, this time to the left as she pushed out more logs onto the ground. She could feel the air begin to get wet as all the extra humidity in the air had caused droplets of Megan’s own gas condense on top of the surface of the Earth, flooding around the area. All the little droplets of condesened gas created little pools that were the size of small lakes. All around the Midwest there were more of these fart-induced pools of Fart Rain that radiated from her gaseous explosions. Megan suddenly felt some more flatulence and pushed forth yet another fart of grand power. A testament to just how much she had grown was the simple fact that even her smaller farts were much stronger than the worst that Christina or Jade had produced. Sadly for the world, it was several of these smaller farts. The stink that she was producing was filling more and more of the landscape.

PPPPPPPPPPPOORAAAAARRRRROOOOOOOOOOORRRAAAAAPPPAARROOORRRTTTTTTTTT!!

PHHHHHHHHHHRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!

PPPPPPPPPPPPPLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLTTTTTTTTTTTOOOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!

PHHSSSBBBBBBBBBBBLORPPPPPPPPPPPPPPFFFHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!

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Five titanic blasters ruptured their ways out of Megan's bowels, each lasting roughly 15 seconds in length. The smell was more rotten than it ever had been, she was do more damage than any chemical weapon in existence could ever hope to accomplish. As she released these five farts, the air continued to get darker with each passing fart, as waves of green and brown smoke continued to fly out and throughout the region. It was practically dark throughout the Midwest from the noxious amounts of gas and the plume of brown gas swirling upwards from the increasingly larger deposit of shit. Now entering Europe, the late afternoon of sunlight was turning into a darker variety as Megan’s gas was finally taking a foothold of the region, killing millions who were choking to death on the deadly fumes of the 18-year old’s bowel movement.  And to make everything even worse, Megan continued her gassy onslaught.

BRRRRRAAAAAAAPPPTTT!!!!

BRRROOOOMMMPPPPPTTT!!!!

PRRRRRAAAAAAAPPPPTTT!!!!

PRRRRROOOOOOOPPPPTT!!!!

Four more median-sized farts came out as she unleashed upon the Earth a True Apocalypse of Shit. Massive turds, roughly 15 of them left her anus and each of them grew bigger and bigger. The last four turds were now 25,000 feet in length and 14,000 feet in width. Megan had finally produced shit that was bigger than Christina was earlier in that day at her biggest point. The shit would have crushed both Christina and Jade under what was over 100 billion tons of female excrement. Times that by 15 and it was more than one trillion tons of crap, and that was simply in this latest outburst of crap. There was a growing stench of cabbage and eggs and beans and broccoli, with every gassy food in existence existing in the strength of the smell of these farts, and then of course, there was the smell of pure, raw shit. There was no doubt that Megan was the largest methane producer in the world, not to mention the producer of the highest concentration of hydrogen sulfide out of anyone else. Overall, more than four trillion tons of Grade-A Megan Shit lied beneath a mountain range that stretched from Chicago and St. Louis to Detroit and Cleveland and south past Lexington. The liquid shit existed over an even larger zone that filled the various valleys of the western Appalachians and poured into surging rivers that lead into the Mississippi River. It was without saying that the rivers had flooded to the point that Louisiana was now under water along with large stretches of the lower South. The shitty water was mixing with the urine in killing off all aquatic life within the Gulf of Mexico and that contamination was continuously spreading as the Caribbean islands too were being flooded with a noxious combination of watery shit and ocean water. And then there was another vibration in the air as Megan pushed forth a final blast of gas.

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A humongous stinker came out from Megan's enormous rump and through her city-sized butt cheeks and through her cavernous Grand Canyon of butt cleavage as it was released onto the landscape, rendering it useless forever. More and more gas poured out in its most vile and deadly quantities as the Earth was being decimated by the tremendous authority that her bowels now had.  And then the assault of shit began to pour out, pouring out of her ass like the biggest waterfall on history, in liquid form with a brown, shitty liquid and in solid form with brown and green chunks of crap that were the size of quarter-mile wide asteroids. This whole explosion of waste had lasted a full minute and the air on the planet Earth, incredibly had gotten even worst. By the time she had finished releasing this, the Earth had gone way, way past the point of saving as the worst amount of human indigestion and flatulence now made its mark on the planet.

A zone that covered roughly all of the Ohio River Valley into parts of Tennessee and Michigan formed the incredible hellscape that was the location of Megan’s planetary-scale dump, at least 500,000 square miles worth of female poop that was more than 2,000 feet thick at its shallowest and 15,000 feet high at its highest. The mountain zone of shit was large enough to produce its own weather systems as a zone of brown cloudy gas that covered North America, plugging the region into a darkness that was similar to the extension brought upon the asteroid hitting the Earth 65 million years earlier. And that cloud was moving in strength and intensity. The air composition over more than a quarter of the Earth was now the same as the chemical composition for a fart, and a Megan Fart at that. Never in the history of the planet was so much hydrogen sulfide and methane in the Earth’s atmosphere as it was now from the ramifications of Megan’s Dump.

“What. A. Dump!” Megan deafening voice echoed as she breathed a sigh of great relief from the powerful release of shit she had unloaded upon the Earth. The air around her was all sort of shades of brown with bits of green and yellow mixed in and down below was a deposit of shit unlike any other.  And Megan, well she had grown even more now; standing past 110,000 feet in height it was clear that she was starting to outgrow the Earth itself. She started to walk to the east over the Appalachian Mountains, small mounds to her feet as reached the East Coast. Her brown gassy fog extended far and wide from the area and bubbling within her stomach was even more to add to her already considerable accumulation of flatus on Earth.

She arrived on the East Coast and looked down at the decaying ruins of New York City. Even if she had never released a fart upon the city, the destruction from what she was doing out west was more than enough to destroy plenty of buildings and drown the city in a vast vaporous sea of her gas. Still, she thought that destroying New York just to be sure was a decent idea. Lowering her ass right on top of Manhattan she cut a rather small fart that was still more than enough to reinforce the idea that she was at the top of the pyramid now.

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Small fart or not, New York City was done. Right over Manhattan she created another new crater of windswept flatulence that flattened every structure on the island, plus in a region that encompassed the entirety of the city plus some inner suburbs on both Long Island and Newark. A thermal blast of brown fart gas filled the city with a scene that made every disaster movie to feature the city seem like a best case scenario. A powerful blast had erupted from Megan's ass for a sustained 20 seconds. The fart rattled the city with a loud, trumpet-like blast that continued at a continuous pitch for all 20 seconds, frightening the nearby people who had remained alive in underground bunkers as they felt their own walls shake and the foundation give way. Either way they were dead, either the bunker would collapse on them, or they would risk stepping outdoor where they would feel and smell the toxic aroma of her gas. The world was scared as they watched the greatest city on the planet receive the incoming blast from Megan's flatulence; it was the ultimate demonstration of power.

The stench of her fart was very heavy in the eggs and sulfur but that was practically elementary now. Manhattan had been blown into trillions and trillions of small pieces with the raunchy fecal wind from Megan as a foul foreign wind blew that destruction all around the Northeast Corridor. Even if places like Boston or Albany had already felt the gut-wrenching aroma of Megan’s gas, not to mention receive the additional flooding from the global warming-induced heating effect, this New York Fart was still one to grab their attention. The dark brown gas flowed out of Megan's ass and added a terrifying zone of stink around the city that only compounded the fact that the air reeked so bad the only way it could be rid of was if the Earth were left alone for 50 to 100 years for nature to purify itself, but Megan was still not done farting.  

"Pardon me…too much chili!" Megan said with a smile as she waved the warm, fecal wind around the back of her panty-covered ass, she could now breathe the high-sulfuric gas that had emitted itself from her ass. People who were dying in the city and around the Northeast could only look far up in the air, some 10 to 11 miles up and see a vivid image of Megan's bodacious behind bouncing with her movement, God did it look so perfect, yet so deadly. Only through the thick murky fog of her brown gas could one only appreciate just how perfect and destructive it was. Megan looked down the Northeast Corridor and saw one more city she knew she just had to destroy, Washington, D.C.

With a step that traveled eight miles, she was able to reach the nation’s capital in less than one minute. Looking down upon the dead capital city where she had spent the previous few hours she had to take a look at the Pentagon, her home base where the fateful decision to make her a giant was made. She had to check something as her stomach grumbled some more, with all the food she ate she was still very gassy, so ridiculously gassy it wasn’t even funny to her anymore. Positioning herself so that her ass pointed toward the west she destroyed most of Arlington with her hands and knees as she took her face right down toward the Pentagon with her nose. There she started to take a few whiffs, she wanted to see if she could detect some of the gas that she had produced before leaving the Pentagon. She did smell her pungent gas and it made her wonder if it was the gas she had produced there, or some of the leftover gas from her epic farts after becoming a giant. It hardly mattered as she turned her body around and while on her knees she had positioned her skirt covered behind right in the direction of Downtown Washington and released a bigger bomb of over 45 seconds.

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The capital city shook as Megan screamed out in pure ecstasy as she unloaded this god-awful beast out from her ass, it was a lot of gas alright and the explosion that left her ass had flattened the city in only five seconds, destroying the Capitol Dome, the White House and every monument and museum along the Mall, plus the rest of the city. A trail of brown gas poured out from underneath her skirt as her asscheeks vibrated furiously with the passage of an enormous amount of putrid gas. It sounded similar to every nuclear bomb in America’s possession being dropped at the same time with as much of a loud sound as could humanly be possible. They could hear and smell this one over in Europe and Africa. The air quality in the city quickly deteriorated as the fart was causing all life forms there to decompose.

"Oh my God that reeks!" Megan said as she placed her right hand over the face upon catching her first strong whiff of her putridness. The smell of digested beans was evident in this latest blast along with the usual sulfuric horror that was the eggy component of her farts. There was probably no way she was going to avoid the rotten egg stench of the farts, so the swamp gas component of her farts was going to remain consistent. On top of all that, the smell of shit and sewage also hung over in the air, creating an entire Capital Region that was unlivable for a long, long time. Even Megan began to gag as she waved the air around him. The whole world was now asking the same question, how could a girl drop a bomb like that?

"Sorry about that D.C., but when you got to fart you got to fart and man…THAT was a fart, they do smell, and my smell a whole lot!" She said with a booming giggle. She patted her big butt underneath her skirt and thought more about the immense power of her enormous rear end. This was going to be how it ended for the world. She had grown up to past 110,000 feet in height and was now eyeing the European continent as she had rendered the United States useless forever. Looking back at the Los Angeles farts, which Christina and Megan had to do piecemeal with one fart here and there she looked back and saw how two of her own farts, hardly even her biggest ones, brought down the two most important cities in the country in as much of an amount of time as it was to fart in her own bathroom while changing clothes.

Megan looked around and saw that she had nowhere left to go but across the Atlantic Ocean, which was relatively easy for her since she stood almost at 21 miles in height. The ocean reached no higher than her knees as she slowly made her way through the water, building up more of her gas as she began to understand the impacts of her flatulence. Even well into the middle of the Atlantic Ocean it still stunk of her most vile farts. People were dying everywhere now where he gas toughed and in only 20 minutes time she had made it to the European shoreline and quickly worked her way into the United Kingdom and the other great city of the world, London, England. Swatting over on top of the British capital city she quickly and without much warning released her next payload.

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Naturally, everything in London was brought down to the ground as everything about her previous farts had been magnified again with this next one, the smell was stronger, puke-inducing without a doubt, and the sound was that of a sonic blast (just to her own ears) that created larger cracks on top of the island of Great Britain that followed a pattern that roughly mimicked the motorway network. A larger brown fog had emitted itself from her anus as she felt the warmth of this powerful stinker take hold of her from the moment that she had released it. The content of hydrogen sulfide was spiking to higher levels as the sickening aroma of ammonium and sulfur had reclaimed the chamber and filled it with the gas of the century. The brown gas consumed all of Greater London with the same rotten and decaying stench that took out the United States. Her gas continued to spread well beyond the island of Great Britain as Scotland and Ireland were being gassed out along with parts of Holland and France.

If one could even have the chance to examine the insides of Megan’s cheerleading skirt when she cut this horrendous gasser onto London they would have seen burnt marks upon her white panties. The panties were cotton, but they smelled at the moment of cotton fields on fire. Even with her panties on, the canyon of her extensive butt crack was well defined as well as the droplets of sweat caused by the condensation of her gas, droplets the size of ponds. Even Megan could taste the flatulence passed through those white panties. The smell too was unbelievable, they tasted of rotten eggs, it tasted like she had eaten a dozen of the rotten eggs the size of London and even she was trying to prevent gagging from the hydrogen sulfide in the fart. The foul gas had flowed into her nostrils and it was registering in her mind as pure fart gas, the ultimate fart gas. And this was just from the farts she had cut. She then looked over to the southeast and found the other great capital of the area, Paris, France. With only a couple of minutes to walk she now approached the French capital and decided to hand over to the city a nice and delicious smelling SBD.

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On top of Paris the world was dreading the one fact; the one constant in their universe, Megan was passing gas…LOTS and LOTS of gas. She was a gassy girl! Megan’s farts were the absolute worse, on a scale with the rest of humanity's farting, Megan was a 10, Christina and Jade maybe 1 ½ and the rest of humanity a 0.00001. As this fart were escaping her butt, a shockwave of Megan's sulfuric stink ran up through the spacious boulevards and historic buildings of the French capital as the city was plunged into a sewer of her flatus from which it would never return. It was the Megan Fart Smell on steroids the awesome power of the aroma was killing millions more throughout France as this silent but deadly eggy gas continued to be pumped as Megan was pushing out a nearly one-minute long SBD. The rotten odor from her farting had filled the country many times over as it slowly took every surviving person in Paris and most of France, plus Belgium, Holland and parts of western Germany, and made them succumb to the unconsciousness, and ultimately death, that Megan's farts had been forcing upon people that day.

 She laughed as the first wave of puke-inducing rotten egg as started to attack her nose. Even from her perch well above 15 miles from the surface of the Earth, her nose was twitching from the smell of smell of raunchy silent wind that she had been blowing over the Parisian landscape. The Eiffel Tower was naturally destroyed as the roaring sound of her silent winds made it an SBD to her and a roaring storm of flatulence for everyone else.  The rural landscape surrounding the city had turned a bit too brown as the smell of rotten cabbage and eggs started to dominate everything. It was the view of death all around as the SBD gas really caused for some sort of mass extinction everywhere in the country. It was a super foul smell that caused even her to vacate the site immediately to avoid being passed out from the warm, god-awful stench that was spreading from where she had been positioned. After a few more seconds the gas had grown so strong that she had to make a quick quid before leaving Paris and moving on toward Germany. 

“Excusez-moi! I’m afraid I have a bit of a gas problem!” She laughed deep belly laugh as she patted her stomach and continued to Germany. She released more farts of varying size in various cities throughout Europe as the evening slowly faded away into nightfall. Around Europe, more cities fell to the power of Megan’s flatulence as the population of humanity continued to plummet from the nonstop continuation of Megan’s gas supply. Frankfurt, Berlin, Vienna, Warsaw, Rome, Athens and finally Moscow all fell as fart after fart left Megan’s ass. She continued to get bigger too and by the time she finally laid down to sleep she was pushing 120,000 feet in height, or about 22 ½ miles lying down on the ground. As nightfall fell upon the heart of the Eurasian continent the world found out that Megan didn’t just stop farting after falling asleep. While armies around the remaining parts of the world not devastated by Megan’s farting, they continued to smell the encroaching aroma of Megan’s gas fill their countries.

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"I’m sorry in advance planet Earth. I am going to have a WHOLE lot of gas tonight!”
 She said giggling as she felt a silent fart emerge from between her cheeks. The region in western Russia felt the temperature increase as another bout of Megan's sulfuric mix swarmed around the region, spreading like an incurable virus throughout the body. And that was basically what was happening now; she was spreading her gassy virus around the world, which had stood through a whole bunch of things in its four and a half billion year history. Now, it was all coming toward an end with the butt blasts of an 18-year old girl. The planet was probably going to survive, but now it was going to be within the vapor content of Megan’s flatulence. She had felt that last SBD fly out of her cheeks as a hot, putrid wind, as warm as an oven, piercing through her underwear and shorts as it made a beeline for the outside world, willing to share its molten, gaseous air with it. Megan's gas had caused her eyes to being to water profoundly and she started gagging and coughing, to the point that she had to get up and move someplace else, roughly now in Turkey where she would lay for another half an hour.

"I'll try not to discharge too many rounds out of my weapon tonight." She giggled as she purposefully pointed her growing ass toward the Middle East. The inside of her anus was already warm and humid and full of the nasty gas that she had been releasing throughout the day, so the air quality in the country of Turkey and around the Middle East was quickly becoming none too good. Only 20 minutes after she had begun to sleep there in Turkey the world heard a very scary bubbling noise come from within the bowels of the giantess and throughout her digestive system.  Her butt cheeks opened up and she began to release from deep within her bowels a mighty and meaty fart that rumbled throughout the bed, spreading more the most poisonous form of Megan Fart Gas imaginable.

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Quickly, large swaths of the Middle East received a full steam press of Megan’s gas as it quickly went throughout the region filling it up from the thick layer of fart clouds above to the warm ground below with her humid gas at the beginning of a long night of Dutch oven cooking. Finally, she began going into a deep sleep, snoring and farting at regular intervals. At first, her farting came at small intervals, usually once a half hour. The farts were not quite as bad as some of her previous ones, but by this point it was all over.  By the early morning however, her farting had picked up in both intensity and frequency.

That night within the Middle East was hell on earth, at least for anyone who wasn't Megan, who at any point could only handle it. Her farting was at a weird interval during the night, some were only minutes apart, others were more than 15 minutes apart from each other, and most of the farts were consistent blasts that went on for about 10 seconds each. With the region pitch black, it was hard to notice what was going on, but every now and then you would hear a decent-size explosion roar out from underneath thickening cloud layer. After the explosion was heard, her sleeping resumed and continued as she would build up more gas within her system. But the farts kept on coming out, all powered from her large meal earlier that day.

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With the sound of a jackhammer, this loud, powerful fart made itself known to the world by ripping its way out of the cotton panties and through her skirt and into the air with the stench of death. Unbeknownst to the rest of the world, the gas actually came out more black than brown. The fart ripped itself out for about 15 seconds as it wreaked havoc on Megan's slumbering body. The shitty smell was quickly gaining power and coverage as it continued to spread throughout the Middle East, filling the region with chemical warfare stronger than any that was ever produced by any evil regime. It didn’t matter what faith you held or country you supported, Megan’s gas was deadly and that’s all that mattered.  She began breathing heavily as she waved the air all around her, all while still in the dark. She began stretching her body there on the country of Turkey with her body extended out across the long length of the bed. She moved her butt up and down in the air as she continued stretching, trying to get herself physically up from the sleep that she had disturbed. As she shoved her butt further up in the air she felt another gas pang hit her.

"Oh boy.” She said in a worried tone as she began sticking her butt up in the air.

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Three more sinister farts of growing power and stench rocked their way out from her butt, causing her eyes to water and her mouth to gag. That gas was now rocking places such as Dubai and Baghdad as her killer aroma was continuing to spread like wildfire through the region. It was an insult to those male-oriented societies in some of those countries that a giant teenage girl was releasing farts into the air that was ultimately killing them, a girl who was so provocatively dressed too. Of course, Megan was suffering too, she did not only smell in her farts, but was breathing them in, since there was literally nothing else in that region. More swaths of the planet were coming under the rule of her heavy hydrogen sulfide influenced gas as that gas increased in quantity from her farts.  She finally went back to sleep for about another 20 minutes before feeling within her panties, a warm, piercing fart began to push out as her asshole.

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The look on her face told the tale for just how powerful this SBD was. It began with the look of pure, blissful relief, as she had felt the burden of her aching stomach get relieved, then it transferred to one that was starting to get a little more worried, as the long silent fart continued to burn itself out, and then it became a face of true horror, horrified at just how deadly this fart was. The fart made no noise at all, and this worried Megan, as she sure felt the strong, hot air blow out between her now superheated panties. This was the perfect Silent but Deadly fart, pushing out of her asshole with such speed and size that it was a punishing fart, even for her. Winds swept up eastward into Pakistan and India from the spreading coverage of this silent fart. Northern Africa was now being filled with this gas as her SBDs were gaining more power the more of them she was releasing. But she quickly realized that the quieter the fart was, the deadlier it was, and this was a masterful creation. The smell of raw eggs began to fill that large area from Turkey to India to Sudan and southern Russia with a clearing power unlike any other fart she had smelled. There was also a strong hint of onions and cheese in this fart and it smelled even worse than any of her broccoli farts. But the stench was real alright, it was a demonic beast that was simply far too powerful for any mortal human to comprehend, the coverage, the strength, the power of this fart was unfathomable. For a silent fart it had more kick than most she had ever cut. And the horrid smell continued to grow in power, even a minute after she had cut the 30-second beast, and the foul odor was so much that she held her hands over her mouth in an attempt to get the smell away from her, but being the originator of the smell, that still wasn't enough and her gag reflex had kicked in.

"Oh God that smell!” She cried as she witnessed just how bad her vicious farts were, but in time she was already becoming comfortable with the ferocity of her powerful gas. What was unbeknownst to her was the fact that her growth was continuing, ever so slightly as the gas continued to build up. At this point, she was now starting to recycle her own foul wind. Instead of just breathing it in and dying like all the others, she was taking her gas back into her system and digesting it yet again. Now her gas production was continuing a cycle, but the enormous meal she had eaten was also fueling her pungent gas. As the sun arose the next day, a haze of gas hung around the entire region as nearly most of the Northern half of the planet was finally reeking of her gas in some capacity. The giantess girl moved around as she slowly opened her eyes and felt the various small hills against her body, now feeling like small rocks instead of mountains. After breathing for a minute she found the need to stand up, and as she farted up a storm overnight she found that her growth had increased 200,000 feet, a height of nearly 38 miles.

Megan Williams looked down before the Earth as she admired the zone of brown gas that was spreading like wildfire beyond the Middle East. Overnight farting had already taken out a large swath of northern Africa and was entering parts of southern Asia. Her breath was a little raspy, and she felt slightly weak, but that was only from her extreme altitude in the atmosphere. Her gas was continuously pushing the envelope of the atmosphere she was finding out as the layer of breathable oxygen continued to push up into the mesosphere, but she wasn’t sure how much longer that would be lasting. After orienting herself to her bearings on the ground she began to admire the absolute beauty of her powerful growth.  She was a little surprised by the sensations of her breasts moving inside the white bra, maybe it was because she was using such good posture, but the top felt very tight. She was swelling with pride at the size of her extensive bosom. She relaxed her chest, but her breasts seemed to be protruding unusually far out from the rest of the body. Her breasts were completely filling her bra cups and pushing out the top piece of her cheerleading outfit as she looked down at her cleavage.

“Hmmm….I can only imagine what kind of cup size these are now!” She said laughing as her gigantic breasts bounced exuberantly up and down. her mammoth mammaries were jiggling and jostling back and forth as she felt the coldness of the upper atmosphere get to her, but down below along the tight flatness of her stomach, well-formed for her toned body she admired the other great feature of her body. Her ass protruded a bit further away from her body as her blue skirt swayed in the breeze of the jet stream as the leaking fumes from her leftover gas were dominating the air supply of the world. But then that gurgling noise was heard from her taunt stomach and she looked down upon the pitiful Earth with her hands on her hips as she smiled bright upon the doomed planet. She allowed for the gurgling to occur for another minute more as she wanted to build up the gas within her stomach. Then she looked around for a minute from her high above perch and began her day the way she did many mornings, with a nice round of good ‘old Morning Thunder!

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It was impossible to tell just how destructive this morning fart, but it was by and far her largest gastric output yet. Turns out that a massive morning fart from a 38-mile tall girl was about the last straw for any hope of survival on the planet Earth. This was the point in human history where playing the song, “We’ll Meet Again” would have been appropriate. What the world wasn’t ready for was the fact that Megan’s Morning Thunder was the absolutely deadliest, biggest fart ever produced, it was a planetary-scale storm of flatulence that was so unbearable that the ecosystems of the world almost simultaneously were collapsing as this mammoth; nearly ten-minute long fart was being cut. The fart was massive…truly massive...beyond massive, incredibly big and the largest natural explosion a human had ever produced by far. It started as a moist, long toot and picked up sound and power as it continued for about three minutes and then some. Megan had to catch her breath a couple of times but her butthole continued pushing out the fart as if it were a being of its own, free to do what it wanted, free from its master and its creator. Once Megan had passed this horrendous fart she recoiled in horror, as she remembered her previous farts and their smell. Megan’s Fart, perhaps to be known many eons later as “The Fart” was without reservation the greatest event to ever take place on the planet, perhaps even the Solar System. The fart was stronger than the great storms of Jupiter and had as much energy and power as a small part of the sun.

This was a fart of destiny, of wonders; it was going to stink up the entire Earth with just one outburst. Even if ass was well over 20 miles up in the air, her gas was pouring with enough force that it tore apart the atmosphere and rearranged everything about the air quality while remaking the entire atmosphere based upon the chemical composition of her fart, which sadly included more than enough of the lethal dosage of hydrogen sulfide and large quantities of methane. Megan felt like she had lost a few pounds just in that last blast from her ass. She began laughing as she continued to push out this burning hot fart through the white panties and blue skirt as large quantities of gas continued to sweep out of her asshole. Her butt wind had conquered the entire planet and forced anyone who was left there to take a nice and strong whiff of her pungent fumes, which smelled of old cheese, eggs, cabbage and onions, mixed with the milk she drank and all the food items she ate the previous day, it created a killer smell. All of these elements had finally merged together to produce a devastating fart that was produced in the bowels of a 18-year old white girl with incredible farting power.

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            The little blue planet that was often considered the view of Earth from space was now becoming the little brown planet. With mixtures of green and yellow mixed in the entire planet was slowly becoming blanketed with a planet wide cloud cover of nothing but female flatulence. Megan’s fart roared at such a loud pitch that it shook the entire planet all the way and forced the Earth to wobble on its axis as it spun around on its rotation in a slightly new way. Actually, it was wobbled a little closer toward the sun where the Earth could warm up just a little bit more, and that was on top of the hot, putrid gas that was filling up the planet. Megan was confirming everyone’s worst fears of what Christina or jade’s farts would do to the environment. The giantess cheerleader stood there with her hands on her hips as her skirt continued to fly with the continuous pumping of her gas into the world. Oceans were polluted with the humid residue of her flatulence as the air composition changed continuously. Plants were dying off all around as the incredible winds of her fart blew down many of the vast forests and killed off the vast majority of plants and animals. Oh some species would survive and the world itself might survive, but it was going to be under the authority of Megan. Her gas was going to dictate the future of the planet for many millennia and well past her passing. Her passing of gas was going to become a permanent fixture for the entirety of the planet.

The gas continued its expansion throughout the world as the planet was reeling from the exposure to such a foul wind. Megan could have cleared out her entire school with this gas. And it was a burning gas, quite simply, the equivalent of breathing in fire from anyone who was nearest to Megan. The air temperature planet wide went up 10 degrees and then 10 more on top of that. On average the world was 98.6 degrees with hotter spots around the equator.  The burning, sulfuric and demonic stench that came out of her ass was enough to pollute any unaffected air still left in the atmosphere. Humankind worldwide were now dying as they were not able to take in her powerful gas, there was too much off it and their breathing systems were not enough to handle it. The oxygen level on the planet had dropped dramatically and all life on Earth ceased as this new batch of Megan-produced flatulence was more epic than anything they had smelt up to this point. This was like a stink bomb going off in the world, it was probably a little worse than even that, as this was a naturally created stink bomb, one of the highest caliber ever produced. This was the kind of fart that took out the stitching out of her skirt. It was the kind that would burn the area surrounding her asshole as her butt crack was being heated to incredible temperatures. Her panties had become damp from the humidity as this incredible fart was slowly morphing into a deadly SBD.

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Megan’s EPIC FART finally transitioned from a blaster that could be heard from space (if sound could travel there) into a truly hideous silent release of gas that made all her previous SBDs seem like small toots in comparison. The stench that came out from her fart was truly unbelievable, even by anyone’s standards. Megan had to bit her lip as her nose started to crinkle at the enormity of the smell; this was way, way beyond your typical “clear the planet” fart. She could not breathe in this smell, or not very well anyway. Her SBD made her eyes burn with the foulest smell she had ever smelt. It smelled of every food item that Megan had ever eaten that gave her mega bad gas, the beans were the most prevalent, but in there so a small aroma of onions, cheese, cabbage, and broccoli. The sulfuric and methane gas that was filling the planet with the diabolical smell of beans. As the fart was finally ended, the atmosphere had been completely altered, it wasn’t even a full brown anymore, it was turning black. It was literally now a vapor of death as her gas had transcended nearly all colors of production, from Christina’s green to Jade’s yellow and her own brown to produce a black cloud that covered the entire planet, full of her rotten-smelling gas. This was a POWERHOUSE FART, A MONUMENTAL FART, A COSMIC FART!

Megan laughed her ass off as she waved the air around her body with all the black smoke that filled the planet. Her gas hung around with a strong aroma that was going to be impossible to rid the planet of for many years. The only bad thing about everything was that Megan had done her job in gassing out the planet and now she had only the solitude of a lifeless planet to keep her company as she continued to fart, perhaps continuously given the lifelong supply of flatulence to keep her system happy. She pondered what her future growth would be, could her gas transcended the physics of space and time. Could the region around Earth start to smell of her gas, sure smell couldn’t travel through space, but at her size it seemed that anything was possible. She was still breathing high above her perch of 40 miles off the surface of the planet, a planet that she was quickly outgrowing. Was there more to her beyond Earth, could she gas out the sun, the entire solar system. Hell, was there a future with Megan stinking up the entire galaxy or even the universe? Only time would tell. For now, all Megan could do was smell with great pride the rotten egg-stench that covered her entire planet.

“That stinks!” The 40-mile cheerleader giantess exclaimed with a series of giggles as she waved the air around her, her gassy, smelly air. Like her bedroom that morning before the fateful chili-eating contest, the Earth now STUNK OF MEGAN’s SMELLY FARTS!