Much to your shock and horror, Celeste had come back from the bathroom and was just about to sit on her stool, which is the one you were on, and there was no way she'd know that. From your location, it looked mind-numbingly huge, and as you glanced down at the fairly reflective black surface of the chair, you just saw how puny you were in comparison. If the stool's seat cushion was country sized to you, Celeste's tremendous behind might as well have been the moon falling upon you. It easily took up your entire view of the 'sky'. The dark blue of her short shorts looked strained, as if about to burst, which meant that Celeste either completely ignored or refused to acknowledge her backside's true dimensions.
"God...dammit..." You said in exasperation as the gigantic dark blue globes descend upon you. There was no time to run, or even to seek any kind of cover, and the realization that this was the end of the road for you didn't send you into the flying panic you would've thought, and instead took it rather cynically, wondering if there was even a God up there, whose sense of humor was so beyond human understanding that such an end to your life somehow made sense... But instead of losing yourself to the endless void, you just found yourself in near pitch black darkness. You also felt a noticeable warmth all around you, though it came from above, and lastly, a fairly unpleasant smell hit you. Knowing what you were under made obvious what the smell likely was, though that didn't make things better for you.
'It must've been incredibly lucky that she didn't squash me with those moon-sized cheeks' You thought, realizing you appeared to be under her crack, which also meant those short shorts weren't just too tight, but were likely a few sizes too small. At least that saved you, or so you think. You start walking around trying to find any hint of an exit, as you know that with the most minimal shifting she'd probably flatten you under her unfathomable mass.
Celeste was a bit surprised to see you gone, and the first thing she thought was that you ditched her experiment for whatever reason, but then she looked at the beaker on the desk.
'Oh... Well... at least he did the last step for me...' She thought.
'But why did he leave?' She also wondered. But then she shrugged and went to sit down, on her own stool chair of course. She quickly poured her creation into a jar she got from her backpack and stashed it away in it, then she quickly began doing the actual class experiment before the teacher took notice.
As she worked on the class experiment, her stomach growled and grumbled again. That special salad and vegetable juice mix she had for breakfast was not sitting well with her at all, and she had had to excuse herself to go to the bathroom and unleash her pent up gas, but frustratingly enough, it quickly built back up in her gut. The Science teacher was rather strict and she wouldn't let her go to the bathroom a second time. She looked around. The mostly silent room would be no good, if she let loose here she'd definitely be heard. Just then, the teacher called to end the experiment, and before the quiz, she wrote a couple of questions about the experiment meant to be discussed by the working duos. She smiled, this was like a blessing from Heaven. Now with the cover of the sound of everyone talking, she eased along the bubbly pressure that hurt her stomach.
You stopped in your tracks as you heard deep gurgling and groaning, it sounded distant, but it definitely came from above. Coupled with the lingering smell that enveloped you, you gulped, knowing that'd be no good. Suddenly, a deafening roar like that of a volcanic eruption makes your ears ring, and a powerful wind knocks you down on your stomach and pins you for a moment. The temperature raises around you, and a much worse smell appears. You couldn't believe that you had to be at basically the prime spot precisely when she had to fart.
'I knew those crappy diets she always did were bad, but I had no idea just how bad they really were...' You thought as you covered your nose and mouth, but it was too late, any and all breathable air around you had been replaced by Celeste's gassy burst. The previously stale air and remnants of her previous farts were like Heaven in comparison. Still, you coughed, but when you tried to get up, you heard a much louder rumbling...
"God...dammit..." You said in exasperation as the gigantic dark blue globes descend upon you. There was no time to run, or even to seek any kind of cover, and the realization that this was the end of the road for you didn't send you into the flying panic you would've thought, and instead took it rather cynically, wondering if there was even a God up there, whose sense of humor was so beyond human understanding that such an end to your life somehow made sense... But instead of losing yourself to the endless void, you just found yourself in near pitch black darkness. You also felt a noticeable warmth all around you, though it came from above, and lastly, a fairly unpleasant smell hit you. Knowing what you were under made obvious what the smell likely was, though that didn't make things better for you.
'It must've been incredibly lucky that she didn't squash me with those moon-sized cheeks' You thought, realizing you appeared to be under her crack, which also meant those short shorts weren't just too tight, but were likely a few sizes too small. At least that saved you, or so you think. You start walking around trying to find any hint of an exit, as you know that with the most minimal shifting she'd probably flatten you under her unfathomable mass.
Celeste was a bit surprised to see you gone, and the first thing she thought was that you ditched her experiment for whatever reason, but then she looked at the beaker on the desk.
'Oh... Well... at least he did the last step for me...' She thought.
'But why did he leave?' She also wondered. But then she shrugged and went to sit down, on her own stool chair of course. She quickly poured her creation into a jar she got from her backpack and stashed it away in it, then she quickly began doing the actual class experiment before the teacher took notice.
As she worked on the class experiment, her stomach growled and grumbled again. That special salad and vegetable juice mix she had for breakfast was not sitting well with her at all, and she had had to excuse herself to go to the bathroom and unleash her pent up gas, but frustratingly enough, it quickly built back up in her gut. The Science teacher was rather strict and she wouldn't let her go to the bathroom a second time. She looked around. The mostly silent room would be no good, if she let loose here she'd definitely be heard. Just then, the teacher called to end the experiment, and before the quiz, she wrote a couple of questions about the experiment meant to be discussed by the working duos. She smiled, this was like a blessing from Heaven. Now with the cover of the sound of everyone talking, she eased along the bubbly pressure that hurt her stomach.
You stopped in your tracks as you heard deep gurgling and groaning, it sounded distant, but it definitely came from above. Coupled with the lingering smell that enveloped you, you gulped, knowing that'd be no good. Suddenly, a deafening roar like that of a volcanic eruption makes your ears ring, and a powerful wind knocks you down on your stomach and pins you for a moment. The temperature raises around you, and a much worse smell appears. You couldn't believe that you had to be at basically the prime spot precisely when she had to fart.
'I knew those crappy diets she always did were bad, but I had no idea just how bad they really were...' You thought as you covered your nose and mouth, but it was too late, any and all breathable air around you had been replaced by Celeste's gassy burst. The previously stale air and remnants of her previous farts were like Heaven in comparison. Still, you coughed, but when you tried to get up, you heard a much louder rumbling...
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