This choice: Two weeks later and Dani is the new queen of farting sites • Go Back...Chapter #5"You Support Yourself How, Smelly Butt?" by: TheNewJaxson   Lindsay knocked on the door to Dani’s apartment, and unconsciously rubbed her nose. Even the door could not block the totality of her farts, and the slight smell stung her nose. She crossed her eyes at the smell when Dani opened the door and the funk of farts washed out into the hallway of the apartment building. “Well God damn,” Lindsay said under her breath.
“Hi! Come in. Come in, and sit down,” Dani greeted her friend as she scurried back to the laptop that was set up in the kitchen table. She was in sweatpants and an oversized sweatshirt hoodie, which was stretched tight over her new corpulent form. And to say thee was a layer of red Doritos powder smeared all over them would be a gross, no pun intended, understatement. “Just on line with some boys, and need to finish up a quick show,” she explained.
“Some boys? Show?” Lindsay wondered as she sat down. Lindsay watched as Dani pulled her pants down and put her ass, in all its jiggly and cellulite glory, up to the computer screen and ripped ass. The fart stank like last nights dumpter, but strangest of all was the clapping sound that Lindsay heard right after it finished.
“Later boys, be back at 5 p.m. sharp, don’t miss it! I’ll be having nachos and burritos!” Dani said as she closed the laptop.
“What was that?” Lindsay asked confused.
“Oh, I’m using all those farting sight you showed me to make some dough,” explained Dani. Lindsay could see the wheels turning in her head as the nasty scheming Dani showed up in her eyes. “If I have to be a farting fattie, then I’m going to be a rich farting fattie!”
“How?”
“Simple, I charge the boys and other pervs out there 20 dollars for a 15 minute fart show. I eat some requested foods and lay down some serious farts, or I just rub my ass and they wit for it to break wind. Whatever gets them off.”
“And you make money doing that?” Asked Lindsay, not wanting to admit she had laid out more than 100 dollars for a few private sessions.
“Are you kidding?” Dani laughed, “That little display right there? That netted me over $700! Some guys, and a few girls really love farts!” Lindsay just gasped at the number. “Hey while you’re here, I have a question for you,” Dani smiled. “I’ve been having some requests for me to fart in another girl’s face, and since you love farts so much,” Dani farted as if to entice her more, “how would you like to be the girl?”
“Me?” Lindsay asked shocked, and a little turned on by the notion of Dani farting into her face.
“I’ll give you 30% of what I make, and all the farts you can smell,” she giggled. “So what do you say?”
Lindsay was speechless for a moment; she was weighing the pros and cons about doing it in her head, before finally answering…
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