Unfortunately for the young hot headed princess, no one would come to her aid in her most embarrassing need. She lied there on the cold ground of the cave, her newly endowed rear end reasing what looked and smelt like and endless barrage of her noxious fumes, covering up the entirety of the cave, and blanketing over the poor cat as she groaned in her sleep. The smell was absolutely dreadful, it forced whatever life that could move away from it to run, and whatever plantlife that existed nearby would meet and unfortunate demise from it all.
Come the morning, Blaze did end up awaking from her smelly coma, brushing off the dirt on her shirt as she cleaned herself up. ugggh, God that was... Foul. What happened... she tried recalling the events from last night, rubbing her forehead with one hand, and the other... Rubbing her now large caboose. *gasp* my-my butt! What ha-uuuugggg she cut herself short as her stomach gurgled, releasing now a strong, yet not nearly as toxic to her as last nights fart from her chubby rear. *ppppfffffrrrrrbbbttt* she gagged and fanned the air around her, finally escaping the gas chamber she created out of the cave and emerging into the bright morning sun. Goodness, why is this Happening?! she yelled as she started to run now, only to slip and fall hard onto the ground, ripping apart what was ber old pants as she didn't account for her rear's weight and size. ooof! Oww... How could this have... The rat merchant... That's right! He gave me that potion!!! it finally came back to her. It was that rat who said the potion he gave her would help her with her underendowed chest! With anger pouring out of her, Blaze m ew for sure she'd combust into her flames with her lack of control... Or so she thought. However, no flames emerged from her being.
What?! Where... Where are the flames that come from the sol emeralds?! Did... Did that potion also break my control over them? Blaze was panicking now. Without the power she obtained from being a guardian of the sol emeralds, she had no way of truely protecting her home world from big threats that could endanger it. Without wasting any time now, as her face went bright red, she ran for her home, covering her front and backside as she ran. She may have been in a hurry, but she certainly didn't need to just be showing off her privates to whatever creeps that may have been lurking nearby! Though, her flatulence certainly could have very well kept them all away. Even as she ran, her butt didn't stop farting. It was as though the running just made them smell worse. The sweat that traveled down her body and to her rear made each small burst she released smell that much muskier, more potent, and more of a hazard to those who would be unfortunate enough to catch wind of her toxic cloud. (good lord, I need to make this stop now before I'M a danger to everything.) With everything that was weighing Blaze down clouding her mind, and nose, she continued scurrying to her castle. Surely someone there knew of something that could help her. And hopefully, nothing will get in the gassy cats way.
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