Today I was on the bus and had fart. It hurt. It was one of those that you know is going to be loud so you hope that no one is around when you let it go. The fart was ready to come out. But the bus was full, an extremely embarrassing situation was unfolding with me as the victim. I struggled to keep the fart in, the pressure built inside me; I squeezed my ass cheeks tighter. The bus was my enemy, every bump was as dangerous as machinegun fire. My ass cheeks pressed hard together. I almost had lost it once. I think a little bit of gas did escape. I could on think of the horror the poor girl who was facing my ass as rode the bus. What would happen if I let it go? Her face blown away by the tremendous pressure that was inside of me. Her lips flapping in the wind I would break as her mascara melts down her face from the heat of this monstrous fart that brewed deep inside me.

The bus stopped, the doors opened, I leapt out. The fart was still trapped inside me. I still couldn¹t let it go. I blistered inside. As the crowd dissipated, I felt a sudden warm embrace, a breath of fresh air. I inhaled deeply waiting for the last person to get at a distance where they would not hear me let go of this beast.

THHHHHHHHHHPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT! The burst was heaven sent, orgasmic. My body no longer tense. "SHIT"a voice spoke. "SHIT!"I said to myself, I didn't see that guy behind me kneeling down tying his shoes. I could only picture the horrifying event from his point of view.

The THHHHHHHHHHPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT amplified by the proximity of his face to my ass. "Sorry" the words squeaked out of my mouth. No reply. Perhaps in some strange way he deserved it. At least that is what I would like to think.

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