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Chapter 8 by texasweasel130 texasweasel130

What's Today's Theme?

Texas BBQ!

Mary paused, looking for inspiration.

"Alright, today's theme is... TEXAS BBQ!" Mary shouted.

The inmates cheered and clapped their hands. Texas's eyes widened in terror. She knew she was in for a much more intense farting experience than she had ever experienced before.

The inmates began to circle around Texas, their hands on their bloated bellies as they prepared to unleash their spicy, meaty farts. The first to let one rip was the gator, her powerful tail swinging Texas back and forth as she blasted a hot, greasy fart right into her face. Texas gagged and coughed, but there was no escape. The cat and rat followed suit, their petite butts producing surprisingly potent farts that made Texas's eyes water.

Next up was the bear, her massive rear-end engulfing Texas's head as she let out a deep, rumbling fart that seemed to last forever. Texas could feel the heat and pressure of the fart against her face, and she could do nothing but take it in.

The other inmates took turns, each one unleashing their own unique brand of BBQ fart. The pig's fart smelled like bacon and beans, the horse's like hay and molasses, and the cow's like grilled steak. Texas's head was spinning from the onslaught of smells and she could feel herself getting light-headed.

Just when she thought she couldn't take any more, Mary stepped forward, her massive butt hovering over Texas's face. 'Time for the main course,' she said with a wicked grin. And with that, she let out the biggest, juiciest, most pungent fart yet. It was a mix of all the other farts, with a hint of BBQ sauce and a strong aftertaste of ****.

Texas couldn't hold back anymore and she passed out, overwhelmed by the intense farting experience.

Does Mary and her friends Continue?

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