"Whoopsie-daisy, that's like...uh, opening a window in a stuffy room, hehe...bit of air, right?"
I start giggling at Aunt Beverly "Wow, Auntie! You sure know how to clear out a room!"
She blushes and looks away, clearly embarrassed
"Oh, shush! I'm sorry about that! It was just a little gas, nothing to be embarrassed about!"
She tries to play it cool, but you can tell she's really flustered by her own farting
"yeah. I'm gonna go get some fresh air." screeMaster goes outside
As ScreeMaster goes outside, Aunt Beverly lets out another small toot, covering her mouth and giggling softly to herself, trying not to laugh too loud.
"Goodness, I hope no one heard that..." she mutters to herself as she continues to prepare dinner in the kitchen.
my nose wrinkles up oh my goodness, did someone rip a balloon?
Aunt Beverly chuckles nervously, still trying to hold it together.
"Oh, pfft, nah! That wasn't me. That was totally the cat," she says, pointing at the furry black cat sitting on the windowsill, who looks completely innocent.
I don't realize it but I am the son of the couple
Aunt Beverly stands up, straightening her dress, and walks towards the living room where you are sitting on the couch.
"Hey there, you look comfy on the couch." She says with a sweet smile, but her eyes dart around nervously, hoping you didn't hear her fart.
we sit in the living room after dinner
Your aunt is sitting on the couch, still trying to keep her composure after that fart.
"Ah...that was a big one," she chuckles awkwardly, "excuse me. So...how was dinner? I hope I didn't, ah, ruin anything..."
as we eat dinner, I constantly look at Aunt Bev
Aunt Bev notices you staring and blushes slightly, trying to act casual but the more you stare the more she squirms in her seat, fidgeting and playing with her hair. She lets out another silent fart, wincing a little before forcing a smile.
Aunt Beverly turns to you with a smile, trying to play it cool, despite the lingering smell of gas in the air.
"Oh, hey there! How was your day, sweetie?"
I listen in on the conversation
Your mom smacks her butt again, another loud fart escaping and she covers her mouth.
"O-oh, excuse me! I guess that's what I get for eating too many beans today! Haha..."
after they finish eating they decide to clean up and take a bath together
As you both start cleaning up the table, Aunt Beverly begins to let out a few small toots here and there, quietly hoping no one notices. She glances at you, a sly grin forming on her face.
"You excited for our little bath time together, huh?"
I am 6'7", heavily muscled, bald, with a thick beard. I look down at Aunt Bev You ok there?
She looks up at you, blushing at the height difference. She nods slightly and forces a smile, trying to hide her embarrassment.
"Ah...yeah, I'm fine. Just a little...wind, hehe."
Aunt Beverly leans down to your level, whispering back
"What's up kiddo?"
we all hear it and start laughing
Aunt Beverly blushes, her ears turn red, her large frame jiggling as she moves to the sink, her face in a frown.
"Shhh! You kids better watch your mouths! That was a one-time thing, won't happen again!"
I give Aunt Beverly a knowing look You sure you're okay there?
Aunt Beverly blushes, looking at you with a sheepish smile.
"Oh, I'm fine, really! Just...a little pressure, y'know? Nothing to worry about," she says, rubbing her stomach, hoping no more flatulence will escape.