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Anger Management Part 2: Heavy Burden
Lupus looked out from the cage where he lived. He was in a room surrounded by caged animals such as himself, some sleeping peacefully, others whining and a few just staring blankly. He hated the place, hated the shiny white walls and floors, hated the humans in white coats with clipboards, but especially hated the human female with the blonde coat.
It was time to escape, and Lupus knew just how to do that.
~~~
A few minutes later, one of the scientists in charge of the animals wandered past the cages, humming to himself. A thin keening sound floated into his ear, he turned to find himself looking down at a white-furred wolf in a large, reinforced steel cage, lying on its side.
The wolf noticed the mans attention and looked up weakly, then set his head back down on the floor of its cage.
The man tsk’d to himself, “Another one with a bad reaction, that’s three this week alone. Alright boy, lets have a look at you.”
He bent down and typed a code into the electronic lock on the door, then swung it open gently.
In a flash, Lupus charged out of the cage and bowled the man over. He let out a cry for help, but the white wolf was already away, streaking down the long white corridors and past many shocked scientists.
“I’ll come back for them.” He muttered to himself as he ducked and swerved “I’ll come back with the might of the pack behind me, and they will pay for this!”
Suddenly a door further along the passage opened and the blonde female stepped out. Before Lupus realized, his legs had tensed to spring and he growled with fury. The blonde looked up at the same time that the wolf sprung. But instead of looking shocked, she merely studied the wolf for a second then took out her clipboard.
The wolf was to overcome by crazed bloodlust to notice this, but snarled in triumph as he flew through the air.
All of a sudden, pain lanced up his side. His flight turned into a tumble as the blonde stepped out of the way and watched the wolf go flying past to crash into the hard floor.
Lupus turned to look at what had happened. A feathery dart stuck out of his side and further down the corridor a security guard was reloading a rifle.
The wolf looked on in horror as a gray substance started to spread over his fur in a large circle, making the skin beneath turn numb. The dart was turning him to stone.
The blonde female must have seen the wolf’s expression, for she bent down and said to him.
“Don’t worry, it’s not permanent. But it does have the added affect of making your body even more malleable than it already is once it has worn off.” She smiled mysteriously to herself “Which I assure you that you’re going to need. Did you really think you could get away with the oldest trick in the book? We have security all over the place, you would never have made it out.”
She turned to one of the approaching guards, “Wait until he is fully solidified then take him to test bay three. When he starts to unfreeze send in Emery, she’s been working hard lately, she deserves a stress toy.” The blonde turned back to Lupus “by the end of today, you’ll thank me for making you extra malleable.”
She winked and walked down the corridor, every step infuriating the prone wolf. He opened his mouth in a snarl just as the spreading numbness reached his head.
Everything went black
~~~
Sensation returned slowly to Lupus. First came hearing and smell, closely followed by the ability to move his tongue and jaws, though numbness still controlled his body.
The room smelt tinny with metal, though he could smell the same hard dirt that he had fought Valhalla upon. “Probably the same type of room” he thought bitterly.
He could neither hear any movement nor smell any creature, so he was probably not in danger at the moment
Some important fact tugged at his consciousness. He tried to recall what had happened before he had blacked out, but all he could remember was the sense of freedom as he had leapt out of the cage then, nothing.
His vision was next to return. He gazed around the room, sure enough it was the same type of immense round chamber that he had been in before. The walls and roof lined with steel, the floor made of much compacted hard earth. From what he could tell, he was directly in the centre.
A rumbling sound drew his attention to a part of the wall directly ahead of him. What Lupus had assumed to be sheer metal had started to split to reveal a monstrous beast standing just beyond the door.
It was unquestionably an elephant, but the sheer size of it made the wolf’s unfrozen eyes widen. It stood at least seven metres tall and was most likely over ten metres long from head to tail.
Its legs were thick as tree trunks and its plate-like feet could easily cover the wolf’s entire body with room to spare. It was about three metres wide at the thickest point, the shoulders, and from its fiery glare it wasn’t all that happy at the moment.
The doors finally slid open and the elephant moved forward, the room shaking with every step. The wolf’s front paws had been uncovered, and he struggled weakly against the stone that still held his hindpaws.
As the elephant drew nearer the stone started to recede faster, but not quick enough, the elephant stopped just in front of Lupus, forcing him to look up at its monolithic shape. Then, without further ado, the elephant lifted one huge foot so that it hovered above the wolf meaningfully and cast a perfectly circle shadow over him.
The last of the stone faded just as the foot dropped. In an amazing feat of agility, the wolf spun and leapt out of the large shadow.
The force of the stomp was tremendous, almost equal to Valhalla’s bellyflop, and shook the entire chamber distressingly, sending cracks through the ground around the foot. Amazingly Lupus managed to stay on his feet during the impact, then started to try to run. In an instant he realized something was wrong. He looked back to see that his tail had become trapped under the massive foot, effectively trapping him in place. He tried to tug it free, but only succeeded it making himself fall onto his back, so that he was no looking up at the massive elephant grinning down at him bemusedly. It laughed quite femininely when it noticed Lupus looking at her, then spoke.
“Give it up wolfy, there’s no way you’re getting that tail out from under there. Last time I was weighed I broke the scales, so there’s no way one puny wolf like you is going to be able to lift me.” She bent down so that her face was closer to the wolf, putting even more weight on his already crushed tail, and continued “Now that I have a captive audience, allow me to introduce myself. I’m Emery, apparently the largest elephant in the world thanks to Ruby and her crew.”
Ruby, Lupus thought, that must be the blonde human.
He zoned back into the conversation to hear Emery ask a question, yet he didn’t catch what it was. After a few moments of silence, outrage spread across her face.
“HEY! ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME!?!” Emery demanded, snarling. “Fine then! Have it your way! When life gives you wolves, you make wolf pancakes!”
She then lifted her other colossal foot above the wolf and held it for a few brief moments; meanwhile Lupus redoubled his efforts at pulling at his tail, but to no avail.
Emery snarled one last time, then let the sole of her foot come crashing down of the wolf with a satisfying ‘SQUISH!’
The giant elephant sighed with happiness and removed her other foot from the wolfs tail, then started to slowly grind her foot on top of the wolf, creating a soft squelching sound beneath it, enjoying the pleasant feeling of the creature under her sole.
After a while she tired of this and lifted her foot to inspect the damage. When she could not find Lupus in the circular crater on the ground she turned over her foot. Sure enough, he was stack to the bottom of her foot, a flattened white shape amidst a sea of grey. She quickly peeled him off with her trunk and let him flutter to the ground, where he slowly re-inflated.
Once he had returned to a normal, if disoriented, state, she reared up so that both her front legs were in the air, then, with pin-point accuracy, dropped down on top of Lupus so that each of her front legs covered one half of the wolf. The force behind the landing was twice as heavy as her previous stomps, and she giggled to feel the wolf struggling beneath her.
When she was sure that he was stuck to her feet, she lifted her right foot up and watched the half of the wolf that was stuck to that one slowly peel off as it was pulled by the other half of his body, still trapped under the Emery’s amazing weight, then stomped back down again. She did this with the other foot, which covered Lupus’s head and top half, and giggled as he groaned at the torture, then slammed that foot back down too.
She continued this game for well over an hour, bringing great pleasure to her and great pain to poor Lupus, and ignored or laughed when he feebly begged her to stop. Finally she brought both feet up together and stomped down hard, dislodging the wolf and knocking him unconscious.
~~~
When he came to he was lying on his back, looking at a grey roof above supported by four identically colored pillars. His mind was trying to tell him something, but he was in too much pain the listen. Suddenly a voice boomed out.
“Hey there sleepyhead!” He turned to the source of the voice and saw Emery’s head peering at him. Suddenly his brain jolted into action. There was no grey roof or pillars, Emery was just standing over him!
She saw the moment of realization in the wolf and said
“Don’t make any sudden moves wolfy, or I’m liable to fall on top of you.” She considered this for a moment “actually I’m probably going to do that anyway, but I want to savor the moment.” She looked into Lupus’s eyes for a moment, then smiled. “Yes, that’s what I wanted to see. The realization that in a few moments time you’re going to be paper-thin, and there’s nothing you can do about it. But cheer up little wolf, you’ll make a lovely tattoo.”
And with that, she dropped. There was no elegance or grace to the drop, like with Valhalla, but instead she just pulled her legs out from under her. Lupus gulped as he thought that this would probably be a hundredfold more effective.
The landing was equally as inelegant. She dropped like a 100ton stone right on top of Lupus. The echo of the landing resonated around the chamber deafeningly and cracks appeared and spread out from the elephant to the chamber walls.
When the echo and the dust had at last cleared, the elephant smiled a contented smile and slowly rocked from side to side on top of the wolf, squishing him flatter and flatter with every movement, then started to bounce heavily up and down on her belly, creating a squishing noise sound with every bounce that made her laugh at the comical noise.
After a while she settled herself down comfortably on her belly and imagined, not out of sympathy but for simple amusement, what the wolf was going through. This thought made her smile happily, then roll onto her back and look down at her stomach. As she expected, there was a very ruffled, very dazed, and above all, very thin looking white wolf smooshed onto her large round belly. She gazed at it thoughtfully for a moment.
“You know, I think you would look better elsewhere, where you’re more visible, wolfy”
With that she lifted her trunk and grasped Lupus’s tail, then pulled upwards. It was much harder to peel him off of her this time because of the enormous pressure that had been placed upon him, and when he had been fully peeled off, the elephant lifted him up for a close scrutiny.
“Wow,” she gasped “I don’t think I’ve ever made anything that flat. But I bet I can get you even flatter.”
She lifted him to her trunk and re-inflated him cartoonishly, the dropped him to the ground. She then turned so that he was behind her, glanced back at him, and reared up like she did before.
This time though she let out a loud trumpet of victory, and instead of falling onto her front legs, continued to fall backwards. The wolf’s eyes widened to saucer size and every hair stood on end and the giant elephant’s mammoth rear blocked out the light. Lupus’s legs told him to run, but he was frozen to the spot, unable to move or plead or do anything except watch Emery’s rump slowly descend upon him.
The crash was utterly thunderous. It resonated round the chamber, causing a sheet of steel to fall of the wall. Even Emery winced in sympathy for the now-most-likely molecule thick wolf squished almost into oblivion by her massively heavy butt.
That didn’t mean she got off though.
“Thanks for that, wolfy” she said tauntingly “I really needed to take the weight of my feet, but the ground is so hard. Good thing you were here, you make a great cushion.”
She started to make herself comfortable by grinding her rump over him, listening with great pleasure to the groans and yelps that escorted every movement. When these noises stopped she grew impatient and started to bounce up and down, pummeling the wolf until he begged for mercy, then continued to grind her booty on him.
Once, she lifted her rear to make the wolf think it was over. She heard him gasp in triumph that he had survived, then the slammed her ass back down again, squishing him even more. The response from Lupus was a cry of shock that made Emery laugh until tears filled her eyes, and bounce up and down even harder of the wolf.
At last she decided she had had enough. She ground her rear on last time before standing up, and then looked at the crater in the ground.
The two round ditches created by her butt were a perfect mould and, judging by the depth of the craters, must have been created using a phenomenal amount of weight.
She smiled happily with her work, then inspected her rear by using the shiny walls as a mirror.
There, right in the middle of her left buttcheek, was a tiny, detail perfect tattoo of a white wolf.
From the state it was in, she thought to herself, you would think it had been sat on by an elephant.
The doors back to her pen rumbled open ponderously. She checked the wolf was firmly stuck to her rump then walked back into her enclosure. It was going to be a fun week for her. She started to laugh.
Just before the doors closed, the wolf whimpered in fear.
Lupus looked out from the cage where he lived. He was in a room surrounded by caged animals such as himself, some sleeping peacefully, others whining and a few just staring blankly. He hated the place, hated the shiny white walls and floors, hated the humans in white coats with clipboards, but especially hated the human female with the blonde coat.
It was time to escape, and Lupus knew just how to do that.
~~~
A few minutes later, one of the scientists in charge of the animals wandered past the cages, humming to himself. A thin keening sound floated into his ear, he turned to find himself looking down at a white-furred wolf in a large, reinforced steel cage, lying on its side.
The wolf noticed the mans attention and looked up weakly, then set his head back down on the floor of its cage.
The man tsk’d to himself, “Another one with a bad reaction, that’s three this week alone. Alright boy, lets have a look at you.”
He bent down and typed a code into the electronic lock on the door, then swung it open gently.
In a flash, Lupus charged out of the cage and bowled the man over. He let out a cry for help, but the white wolf was already away, streaking down the long white corridors and past many shocked scientists.
“I’ll come back for them.” He muttered to himself as he ducked and swerved “I’ll come back with the might of the pack behind me, and they will pay for this!”
Suddenly a door further along the passage opened and the blonde female stepped out. Before Lupus realized, his legs had tensed to spring and he growled with fury. The blonde looked up at the same time that the wolf sprung. But instead of looking shocked, she merely studied the wolf for a second then took out her clipboard.
The wolf was to overcome by crazed bloodlust to notice this, but snarled in triumph as he flew through the air.
All of a sudden, pain lanced up his side. His flight turned into a tumble as the blonde stepped out of the way and watched the wolf go flying past to crash into the hard floor.
Lupus turned to look at what had happened. A feathery dart stuck out of his side and further down the corridor a security guard was reloading a rifle.
The wolf looked on in horror as a gray substance started to spread over his fur in a large circle, making the skin beneath turn numb. The dart was turning him to stone.
The blonde female must have seen the wolf’s expression, for she bent down and said to him.
“Don’t worry, it’s not permanent. But it does have the added affect of making your body even more malleable than it already is once it has worn off.” She smiled mysteriously to herself “Which I assure you that you’re going to need. Did you really think you could get away with the oldest trick in the book? We have security all over the place, you would never have made it out.”
She turned to one of the approaching guards, “Wait until he is fully solidified then take him to test bay three. When he starts to unfreeze send in Emery, she’s been working hard lately, she deserves a stress toy.” The blonde turned back to Lupus “by the end of today, you’ll thank me for making you extra malleable.”
She winked and walked down the corridor, every step infuriating the prone wolf. He opened his mouth in a snarl just as the spreading numbness reached his head.
Everything went black
~~~
Sensation returned slowly to Lupus. First came hearing and smell, closely followed by the ability to move his tongue and jaws, though numbness still controlled his body.
The room smelt tinny with metal, though he could smell the same hard dirt that he had fought Valhalla upon. “Probably the same type of room” he thought bitterly.
He could neither hear any movement nor smell any creature, so he was probably not in danger at the moment
Some important fact tugged at his consciousness. He tried to recall what had happened before he had blacked out, but all he could remember was the sense of freedom as he had leapt out of the cage then, nothing.
His vision was next to return. He gazed around the room, sure enough it was the same type of immense round chamber that he had been in before. The walls and roof lined with steel, the floor made of much compacted hard earth. From what he could tell, he was directly in the centre.
A rumbling sound drew his attention to a part of the wall directly ahead of him. What Lupus had assumed to be sheer metal had started to split to reveal a monstrous beast standing just beyond the door.
It was unquestionably an elephant, but the sheer size of it made the wolf’s unfrozen eyes widen. It stood at least seven metres tall and was most likely over ten metres long from head to tail.
Its legs were thick as tree trunks and its plate-like feet could easily cover the wolf’s entire body with room to spare. It was about three metres wide at the thickest point, the shoulders, and from its fiery glare it wasn’t all that happy at the moment.
The doors finally slid open and the elephant moved forward, the room shaking with every step. The wolf’s front paws had been uncovered, and he struggled weakly against the stone that still held his hindpaws.
As the elephant drew nearer the stone started to recede faster, but not quick enough, the elephant stopped just in front of Lupus, forcing him to look up at its monolithic shape. Then, without further ado, the elephant lifted one huge foot so that it hovered above the wolf meaningfully and cast a perfectly circle shadow over him.
The last of the stone faded just as the foot dropped. In an amazing feat of agility, the wolf spun and leapt out of the large shadow.
The force of the stomp was tremendous, almost equal to Valhalla’s bellyflop, and shook the entire chamber distressingly, sending cracks through the ground around the foot. Amazingly Lupus managed to stay on his feet during the impact, then started to try to run. In an instant he realized something was wrong. He looked back to see that his tail had become trapped under the massive foot, effectively trapping him in place. He tried to tug it free, but only succeeded it making himself fall onto his back, so that he was no looking up at the massive elephant grinning down at him bemusedly. It laughed quite femininely when it noticed Lupus looking at her, then spoke.
“Give it up wolfy, there’s no way you’re getting that tail out from under there. Last time I was weighed I broke the scales, so there’s no way one puny wolf like you is going to be able to lift me.” She bent down so that her face was closer to the wolf, putting even more weight on his already crushed tail, and continued “Now that I have a captive audience, allow me to introduce myself. I’m Emery, apparently the largest elephant in the world thanks to Ruby and her crew.”
Ruby, Lupus thought, that must be the blonde human.
He zoned back into the conversation to hear Emery ask a question, yet he didn’t catch what it was. After a few moments of silence, outrage spread across her face.
“HEY! ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME!?!” Emery demanded, snarling. “Fine then! Have it your way! When life gives you wolves, you make wolf pancakes!”
She then lifted her other colossal foot above the wolf and held it for a few brief moments; meanwhile Lupus redoubled his efforts at pulling at his tail, but to no avail.
Emery snarled one last time, then let the sole of her foot come crashing down of the wolf with a satisfying ‘SQUISH!’
The giant elephant sighed with happiness and removed her other foot from the wolfs tail, then started to slowly grind her foot on top of the wolf, creating a soft squelching sound beneath it, enjoying the pleasant feeling of the creature under her sole.
After a while she tired of this and lifted her foot to inspect the damage. When she could not find Lupus in the circular crater on the ground she turned over her foot. Sure enough, he was stack to the bottom of her foot, a flattened white shape amidst a sea of grey. She quickly peeled him off with her trunk and let him flutter to the ground, where he slowly re-inflated.
Once he had returned to a normal, if disoriented, state, she reared up so that both her front legs were in the air, then, with pin-point accuracy, dropped down on top of Lupus so that each of her front legs covered one half of the wolf. The force behind the landing was twice as heavy as her previous stomps, and she giggled to feel the wolf struggling beneath her.
When she was sure that he was stuck to her feet, she lifted her right foot up and watched the half of the wolf that was stuck to that one slowly peel off as it was pulled by the other half of his body, still trapped under the Emery’s amazing weight, then stomped back down again. She did this with the other foot, which covered Lupus’s head and top half, and giggled as he groaned at the torture, then slammed that foot back down too.
She continued this game for well over an hour, bringing great pleasure to her and great pain to poor Lupus, and ignored or laughed when he feebly begged her to stop. Finally she brought both feet up together and stomped down hard, dislodging the wolf and knocking him unconscious.
~~~
When he came to he was lying on his back, looking at a grey roof above supported by four identically colored pillars. His mind was trying to tell him something, but he was in too much pain the listen. Suddenly a voice boomed out.
“Hey there sleepyhead!” He turned to the source of the voice and saw Emery’s head peering at him. Suddenly his brain jolted into action. There was no grey roof or pillars, Emery was just standing over him!
She saw the moment of realization in the wolf and said
“Don’t make any sudden moves wolfy, or I’m liable to fall on top of you.” She considered this for a moment “actually I’m probably going to do that anyway, but I want to savor the moment.” She looked into Lupus’s eyes for a moment, then smiled. “Yes, that’s what I wanted to see. The realization that in a few moments time you’re going to be paper-thin, and there’s nothing you can do about it. But cheer up little wolf, you’ll make a lovely tattoo.”
And with that, she dropped. There was no elegance or grace to the drop, like with Valhalla, but instead she just pulled her legs out from under her. Lupus gulped as he thought that this would probably be a hundredfold more effective.
The landing was equally as inelegant. She dropped like a 100ton stone right on top of Lupus. The echo of the landing resonated around the chamber deafeningly and cracks appeared and spread out from the elephant to the chamber walls.
When the echo and the dust had at last cleared, the elephant smiled a contented smile and slowly rocked from side to side on top of the wolf, squishing him flatter and flatter with every movement, then started to bounce heavily up and down on her belly, creating a squishing noise sound with every bounce that made her laugh at the comical noise.
After a while she settled herself down comfortably on her belly and imagined, not out of sympathy but for simple amusement, what the wolf was going through. This thought made her smile happily, then roll onto her back and look down at her stomach. As she expected, there was a very ruffled, very dazed, and above all, very thin looking white wolf smooshed onto her large round belly. She gazed at it thoughtfully for a moment.
“You know, I think you would look better elsewhere, where you’re more visible, wolfy”
With that she lifted her trunk and grasped Lupus’s tail, then pulled upwards. It was much harder to peel him off of her this time because of the enormous pressure that had been placed upon him, and when he had been fully peeled off, the elephant lifted him up for a close scrutiny.
“Wow,” she gasped “I don’t think I’ve ever made anything that flat. But I bet I can get you even flatter.”
She lifted him to her trunk and re-inflated him cartoonishly, the dropped him to the ground. She then turned so that he was behind her, glanced back at him, and reared up like she did before.
This time though she let out a loud trumpet of victory, and instead of falling onto her front legs, continued to fall backwards. The wolf’s eyes widened to saucer size and every hair stood on end and the giant elephant’s mammoth rear blocked out the light. Lupus’s legs told him to run, but he was frozen to the spot, unable to move or plead or do anything except watch Emery’s rump slowly descend upon him.
The crash was utterly thunderous. It resonated round the chamber, causing a sheet of steel to fall of the wall. Even Emery winced in sympathy for the now-most-likely molecule thick wolf squished almost into oblivion by her massively heavy butt.
That didn’t mean she got off though.
“Thanks for that, wolfy” she said tauntingly “I really needed to take the weight of my feet, but the ground is so hard. Good thing you were here, you make a great cushion.”
She started to make herself comfortable by grinding her rump over him, listening with great pleasure to the groans and yelps that escorted every movement. When these noises stopped she grew impatient and started to bounce up and down, pummeling the wolf until he begged for mercy, then continued to grind her booty on him.
Once, she lifted her rear to make the wolf think it was over. She heard him gasp in triumph that he had survived, then the slammed her ass back down again, squishing him even more. The response from Lupus was a cry of shock that made Emery laugh until tears filled her eyes, and bounce up and down even harder of the wolf.
At last she decided she had had enough. She ground her rear on last time before standing up, and then looked at the crater in the ground.
The two round ditches created by her butt were a perfect mould and, judging by the depth of the craters, must have been created using a phenomenal amount of weight.
She smiled happily with her work, then inspected her rear by using the shiny walls as a mirror.
There, right in the middle of her left buttcheek, was a tiny, detail perfect tattoo of a white wolf.
From the state it was in, she thought to herself, you would think it had been sat on by an elephant.
The doors back to her pen rumbled open ponderously. She checked the wolf was firmly stuck to her rump then walked back into her enclosure. It was going to be a fun week for her. She started to laugh.
Just before the doors closed, the wolf whimpered in fear.
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It was an incredibly hot day, and due to the lack of coolness and extreme heat radiation from the colossal dragon, Aurora began to feel everything get musky. Sweat poured all over her, vaporizing and making a hot and sticky mist. She tried to wiggle out, but there was minimal hope. It was very hard to move, and the sticky musk didn't do any favors. After a while of trying to call, the Dragonite's tail raised upward. "Oh thank gosh, I'm free!" Her relief would turn into horror as she was now staring face-to-face at the colossal Dragonite's even more colossal rear end. "Please, please no..." Dragonite took a few steps forward, then fell back and landed its fat rump onto Aurora, making a giant crater with its ass as Aurora was at the dead center. Now it was even worse. Aurora's ears rang from the impact, her body was being crushed flat into a pancake from extreme pressure, the stench of musk was now mixed with extremely terrible farts, and she couldn't move even the slightest anymore! She tried to scream, but could only muster a strained, raspy groan with all of her strength. It was as hot as an oven, as smelly as every bad stench combined, and even more crushing than the water pressure of the Mariana Trench. She would much rather be farted on by a bunch of bears again. The Dragonite, meanwhile, was in complete bliss. It had a place to rest, a new friend (that friend being the Sprigatito it stepped on), and even a tiny, but durable and soft cushion to sit on. And fart on soon, as well. Dragonite's belly growled and rumbled violently like a thunderstorm, brewing up hurricanes of powerful, awful stenches to unleash upon Aurora. Speaking of which, Aurora began to panic. She had heard the sound of rumbling bellies many times before, but this was louder and worse than anything she had ever heard before. She tried to move, but could do nothing except wait for the inevitable... A hurricane of a fart blasted out of the Dragonite's rear end, blowing against Aurora like a jet turbine except stinkier than hot. The Dragonite sniffed the air, and caught a whiff of its own farts. Disgusted, it put its thighs together and covered up its buttcrack with a tail. Now it could enjoy its break without any stink, leaving all of the rest for its new fart absorber, Aurora. Aurora's eyes watered from the hellishly foul stench, and the way it stuck to everything in the area. whether the eye-watering was simply from the stench of gas or additional hopeless weeping, not even a magician could tell. Dragonite sat atop Aurora for a couple hours, grinding its butt and letting loose minutes-long hurricanes of awful butt stench every few seconds. It even ground its butt on occasion, getting Aurora deeper wedged in between, crushing her with even more pressure, and giving her no hope of escape. Eventually the Dragonite's owner came by, a young woman named Betty. "C'mon, Munchkin, get up. It's time to go." The Dragonite obliged, lifting its behemoth bottom off the ground and taking Aurora with it. 'At least I'm not Sprig right now,' thought Aurora, knowing that with each step Dragonite, or "Munchkin" took, her poor baby was getting stomped on. And so off Betty and Munchkin went, taking Munchkin's new fart absorber and Grass-type friend with it... Sorry for anyone who was looking forward to A Stinky Day in the Woods 3, I hope this'll suffice. But for now, enjoy! :D
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The second installment has arisen! After a few hours of typing it is finished, but not edited. I don't really mind if there are a few mistakes in there, it just gives the story personality.
I should have Part 3 up sometime this week, but don't hold your breath, i'm back at school and have less time to use the computer stealthily to upload stuff, and i'm soon gonna run out of larger creatures and ideas.
Once more, the pun was completely nessecary.
I should have Part 3 up sometime this week, but don't hold your breath, i'm back at school and have less time to use the computer stealthily to upload stuff, and i'm soon gonna run out of larger creatures and ideas.
Once more, the pun was completely nessecary.
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Never have I felt so much pity for a wolf. And I thought Valhalla was vicious.