Crawling out from under her as you didn't want to get attacked again from her bowels, you gaze at the mountain of a woman that is Sarah. The bus stops and the person beside her gets off.
"Sarah, that's you?" The new passenger asks, getting closer to Sarah.
"Dr. Windbere, didn't expect to see you here," Sarah replies, the Asian's face cramping a bit.
"You don't have to call me that when we're out of work. Just call me Lani," she said, Sarah nodding her head.
Lani was a curvy woman, though her assets weren't as big as Sarah's, wearing leather pants and a white shirt as held groceries. Her purple hair was done up in a bun with chopsticks as her youthful face looked tired at her friend. Giving a sigh, she rests her large bum beside Sarah, trapping you under their hips.
"I've talked to a male before I farted, as he gave me permission to do so, but he disappeared afterwards," Sarah said, Lani looking at her in disbelief.
"Your farts has been the worse among us three, so not surprised he left. At least he wasn't shrunk down like Mar..." Lani said, only to be silenced by Sarah's glare.
If only they knew how true their words were.
"That's a secret you shouldn't speak of, Dr. Windbere," Sarah warns, Lani looking a bit sheepish as her stomach growls in displeasure.