"Are you sure you don't have a micro back there?" Veronica asked with a slight giggle, raising an eyebrow, feeling a bit worried.
"I'm sure, nobody back there at all" Monique replied, managing to keep a straight face despite herself not knowing how she pulled it off. She determined that while Veronica clearly meant the best for you, she could tell she might easily get carried away by her feelings and in her current state that could be too much for you, so she chose to keep "protecting" you as she first promised.
"In that case..." Veronica leaned to the side and unleashed a fart that put even Monique's latest one to shame, a half-minute long blaring roar that shook both her seat and the table, though by what had to be an incredible amount of luck, the sheer noise didn't draw anyone's attention, and as there was a decent distance between them and the other tables, it looked like the smell dissipated enough once it reached them that the other girls likely attributed it to their own gaseous releases, as pretty much everyone was enjoying Dolores' Mexican cuisine for the day.
"Guess we were lucky with this table" Monique giggled. The two friends kept on eating their meals and occasionally letting out bassy rippers, though in an ironic twist of fate, being held in the deep confines of Monique's huge butt actually spared you from Veronica's much worse farts, though as you kept getting blasted with thunderous hurricanes you weren't too appreciative of what it took to avoid that.
Minutes later, the two put their trays away and kept chatting, but Monique felt strangely compelled to look at your friends, wondering what they'd be doing. She turned her head and saw that both Jen was clearly panicking, and while Lillian had been laughing before, even she looked concerned now. They were definitely trying to look around for you without drawing too much attention, and if Monique herself didn't know the actual cause she'd probably be just as baffled as anyone else that glanced in their direction.
"Okay, I admit that was a little bit funny before, but really?!" Lillian frowned, looking under the table.
"For the 100th time, it was a frickin' accident!" Jen said in a more exasperated tone, also trying to look for you under the table and around the floor nearby.
"That was a real big fart, specially for you. I'm actually kinda impressed" Lillian chuckled, to which Jen simply pouted, huffed angrily and looked away while blushing intensely.
"This isn't a joke" She angrily said under her breath while also feeling deeply mortified that she had just potentially ruined her greatest chance to get closer to you. Plus, she was also afraid that this would permanently turn you off her ass, after she'd been so happy to find out for sure that you liked it.
Monique felt a twinge of pity. She was aware enough to tell that ideally she should give you back to your friends and let them take care of you for the rest of the day, in fact, many of her previous interactions with you tended to end in that exact way. But there were two risk factors that she knew of and had to consider:
- On the one hand, they weren't in the clear yet, she saw Emily and Co. out of the corner of her eye, and with Toxic Lily by their side they could do something brash and get everyone in trouble or capture you and enact their twisted plans. She also knew the Principal wasn't too far away and drawing her attention, specially with you involved, seemed like a death sentence. She didn't even fear getting expelled, her main concern about her was what she'd do to you in a fit of rage.
- On the other hand, while her interactions with Lillian were somewhat friendly, albeit not as much as Veronica's, things were much more tense if Jen was present. Like her redhead friend, Monique too had gotten quite a few previews of the hazel-eyed Norse girl's wrath, and up until now she hadn't really pondered if she was just that protective or if she had some kind of ulterior motives. Her talk with Veronica now led her to believe that the latter seemed more and more likely. Trying to approach them, specially when they were distressed as they were, things could easily get ugly.
'Sorry Blaise, I guess I'll have to keep hiding you for who-knows-how-long' She mentally apologized to you 'Hope the farts aren't too bad' She smiled subtly. The idea that you were secretly into them seemed to made quite a lot of sense given your usual company, and if that was the case then her only real concern was her sweat, which for now was temporarily taken care of though it'd surely come back sooner or later.
"That's odd" Veronica said, snapping Monique out of her thoughts and immediately looked at her before following her gaze. She quietly gasped, Veronica had already noticed that something was amiss with Jen and Lillian!
"Huh?" Monique feigned surprise "Well, who knows what those two are up to, right?" She laughed with a hint of nervousness that Veronica missed.
"Please don't tell me something happened to him..." Veronica muttered loud enough that Monique heard her anyway.
"Who knows? It could be anything, but hopefully nothing happened to him" Monique replied.
"One of these days I'm gonna have to have a talk with Lillian about sending poor Blaise flying with her farts, it's too dangerous here at school!" Veronica sighed "But then again, Jen's there... uh, I guess she tries her best to keep things under control"
"Yeah, and I'd rather not provoke her again. My neck still hurts a little" Monique said, recalling with a cold chill her last confrontation with her.
[Flashback]
While her own knowledge of the events that unfolded back then were limited, after she got your side of the story she was able to fill in the blanks. It had been a mostly normal school day three days ago, though Emily had a run-in with you, Lillian and Jen which ended up in a tense standoff, though ultimately the blonde knew she was heavily outmatched and ended up backing away. Being in different grades, she didn't see you or your friends for a couple of hours until PE, which had a tendency to be given simultaneously to multiple grades.
Monique had no idea how exactly you got around school since it seemed inconsistent, at times you were carried around by Lulu but other times it was any of your friends, or even some other people such as herself. She was changing into the PE uniform when she heard your voice, turning to look in curiosity, and to her surprise, you were being held by Chelsea, carefully pinched between her two fingertips as she brought you very close to her plump lips.
By the sound of it, she was merely chatting with you, though Monique could discern that she was using a flirty tone and overall her demeanor seemed to be a mixture of playful and flirty. As expected you didn't quite catch onto that, and instead were worried about being to closer to the blonde football player's mouth, specially since you knew of her huge appetite, not wanting to risk falling into the acid sea that she'd have for a stomach.
Monique knew of her best friend's feelings for you, but couldn't help but be amused and feel curious about such a popular and prominent figure showing interest in you. Then again, micros weren't exactly abundant at school and even Monique herself considered you one of the better-looking ones, but still, she would've thought Chelsea would've gone for someone from the micro sports teams instead. Suddenly, there was a loud roaring noise, a massive burp, and the next thing she saw was Chelsea blushing intensely while frantically looking around all over the floor. It didn't take much for Monique to easily put two and two together and realize what happened.
'Well, I'll just put these on and I'll help her' She thought, sitting down on the nearby bench to put her PE socks on. She slightly wiggled her hips while she put them on when she noticed a faint but distinct feeling, like the tiniest pebble caught near dead center under her (reluctantly admittedly) humongous left cheek. Already suspecting one possible "culprit", she raised her hip and reached under her butt, patting her cheek until she could pick up the diminutive form that had been briefly entombed by her squishy soft flesh.
"Hey there" She greeted you with a chuckle, as this was unfortunately a somewhat common occurrence. You shyly greeted her back and apologized, which she found funny and cute, since she was the one who did not look at where she sat, and she let you know exactly that. Wanting you to feel comfortable and to make up in some way for the inconvenience, she set you on top of one of her thighs. Despite being usually worried at how overly plump her figure was, her chats with you had convinced her to some degree that her large thighs were attractive.
"You're lucky these shorts are so thin" She teased you "If not for them you would've gotten an one way ticket for the Fat Ass Express" She joked, and once again internally cooed when you reassured her that she was not really fat. She knew that both Lillian and Zuemy were quite big into body positivity stuff, which was also to be expected given their physiques, and she was happy that it'd rubbed off on you too.
The two of you then chatted casually as if no incident had ever happened until your shared moment came to an abrupt end. Jen suddenly appeared right before the chubby brunette, catching her off guard. By sheer reflex, she protectively cupped one hand over you as if that'd hide you from the Nordic girl's hawk-like hazel eyed gaze.
"So it's true" She said coldly, swiftly pushing the hand that protected you aside and picking you up, seemingly nonchalantly dropping you down her prodigious cleavage, one even Monique herself was a little envious of. But she wasn't allowed to think too much about that as Jen grabbed her by the neck and lifted her a couple inches above the floor, putting her head at the same level as Jen's. She then angrily slammed her back against the lockers.
"I was told you were sitting on him" She said with a faint growl, each word loaded with venom. Despite struggling to breathe, Monique tried to explain that it was an accident and that no real harm had been done. In the end, and only because you pleaded on her behalf did Jen let her go, but not without giving her a harsh warning and an implicit threat to stay away from you, much to her confusion...
"I'm sure, nobody back there at all" Monique replied, managing to keep a straight face despite herself not knowing how she pulled it off. She determined that while Veronica clearly meant the best for you, she could tell she might easily get carried away by her feelings and in her current state that could be too much for you, so she chose to keep "protecting" you as she first promised.
"In that case..." Veronica leaned to the side and unleashed a fart that put even Monique's latest one to shame, a half-minute long blaring roar that shook both her seat and the table, though by what had to be an incredible amount of luck, the sheer noise didn't draw anyone's attention, and as there was a decent distance between them and the other tables, it looked like the smell dissipated enough once it reached them that the other girls likely attributed it to their own gaseous releases, as pretty much everyone was enjoying Dolores' Mexican cuisine for the day.
"Guess we were lucky with this table" Monique giggled. The two friends kept on eating their meals and occasionally letting out bassy rippers, though in an ironic twist of fate, being held in the deep confines of Monique's huge butt actually spared you from Veronica's much worse farts, though as you kept getting blasted with thunderous hurricanes you weren't too appreciative of what it took to avoid that.
Minutes later, the two put their trays away and kept chatting, but Monique felt strangely compelled to look at your friends, wondering what they'd be doing. She turned her head and saw that both Jen was clearly panicking, and while Lillian had been laughing before, even she looked concerned now. They were definitely trying to look around for you without drawing too much attention, and if Monique herself didn't know the actual cause she'd probably be just as baffled as anyone else that glanced in their direction.
"Okay, I admit that was a little bit funny before, but really?!" Lillian frowned, looking under the table.
"For the 100th time, it was a frickin' accident!" Jen said in a more exasperated tone, also trying to look for you under the table and around the floor nearby.
"That was a real big fart, specially for you. I'm actually kinda impressed" Lillian chuckled, to which Jen simply pouted, huffed angrily and looked away while blushing intensely.
"This isn't a joke" She angrily said under her breath while also feeling deeply mortified that she had just potentially ruined her greatest chance to get closer to you. Plus, she was also afraid that this would permanently turn you off her ass, after she'd been so happy to find out for sure that you liked it.
Monique felt a twinge of pity. She was aware enough to tell that ideally she should give you back to your friends and let them take care of you for the rest of the day, in fact, many of her previous interactions with you tended to end in that exact way. But there were two risk factors that she knew of and had to consider:
- On the one hand, they weren't in the clear yet, she saw Emily and Co. out of the corner of her eye, and with Toxic Lily by their side they could do something brash and get everyone in trouble or capture you and enact their twisted plans. She also knew the Principal wasn't too far away and drawing her attention, specially with you involved, seemed like a death sentence. She didn't even fear getting expelled, her main concern about her was what she'd do to you in a fit of rage.
- On the other hand, while her interactions with Lillian were somewhat friendly, albeit not as much as Veronica's, things were much more tense if Jen was present. Like her redhead friend, Monique too had gotten quite a few previews of the hazel-eyed Norse girl's wrath, and up until now she hadn't really pondered if she was just that protective or if she had some kind of ulterior motives. Her talk with Veronica now led her to believe that the latter seemed more and more likely. Trying to approach them, specially when they were distressed as they were, things could easily get ugly.
'Sorry Blaise, I guess I'll have to keep hiding you for who-knows-how-long' She mentally apologized to you 'Hope the farts aren't too bad' She smiled subtly. The idea that you were secretly into them seemed to made quite a lot of sense given your usual company, and if that was the case then her only real concern was her sweat, which for now was temporarily taken care of though it'd surely come back sooner or later.
"That's odd" Veronica said, snapping Monique out of her thoughts and immediately looked at her before following her gaze. She quietly gasped, Veronica had already noticed that something was amiss with Jen and Lillian!
"Huh?" Monique feigned surprise "Well, who knows what those two are up to, right?" She laughed with a hint of nervousness that Veronica missed.
"Please don't tell me something happened to him..." Veronica muttered loud enough that Monique heard her anyway.
"Who knows? It could be anything, but hopefully nothing happened to him" Monique replied.
"One of these days I'm gonna have to have a talk with Lillian about sending poor Blaise flying with her farts, it's too dangerous here at school!" Veronica sighed "But then again, Jen's there... uh, I guess she tries her best to keep things under control"
"Yeah, and I'd rather not provoke her again. My neck still hurts a little" Monique said, recalling with a cold chill her last confrontation with her.
[Flashback]
While her own knowledge of the events that unfolded back then were limited, after she got your side of the story she was able to fill in the blanks. It had been a mostly normal school day three days ago, though Emily had a run-in with you, Lillian and Jen which ended up in a tense standoff, though ultimately the blonde knew she was heavily outmatched and ended up backing away. Being in different grades, she didn't see you or your friends for a couple of hours until PE, which had a tendency to be given simultaneously to multiple grades.
Monique had no idea how exactly you got around school since it seemed inconsistent, at times you were carried around by Lulu but other times it was any of your friends, or even some other people such as herself. She was changing into the PE uniform when she heard your voice, turning to look in curiosity, and to her surprise, you were being held by Chelsea, carefully pinched between her two fingertips as she brought you very close to her plump lips.
By the sound of it, she was merely chatting with you, though Monique could discern that she was using a flirty tone and overall her demeanor seemed to be a mixture of playful and flirty. As expected you didn't quite catch onto that, and instead were worried about being to closer to the blonde football player's mouth, specially since you knew of her huge appetite, not wanting to risk falling into the acid sea that she'd have for a stomach.
Monique knew of her best friend's feelings for you, but couldn't help but be amused and feel curious about such a popular and prominent figure showing interest in you. Then again, micros weren't exactly abundant at school and even Monique herself considered you one of the better-looking ones, but still, she would've thought Chelsea would've gone for someone from the micro sports teams instead. Suddenly, there was a loud roaring noise, a massive burp, and the next thing she saw was Chelsea blushing intensely while frantically looking around all over the floor. It didn't take much for Monique to easily put two and two together and realize what happened.
'Well, I'll just put these on and I'll help her' She thought, sitting down on the nearby bench to put her PE socks on. She slightly wiggled her hips while she put them on when she noticed a faint but distinct feeling, like the tiniest pebble caught near dead center under her (reluctantly admittedly) humongous left cheek. Already suspecting one possible "culprit", she raised her hip and reached under her butt, patting her cheek until she could pick up the diminutive form that had been briefly entombed by her squishy soft flesh.
"Hey there" She greeted you with a chuckle, as this was unfortunately a somewhat common occurrence. You shyly greeted her back and apologized, which she found funny and cute, since she was the one who did not look at where she sat, and she let you know exactly that. Wanting you to feel comfortable and to make up in some way for the inconvenience, she set you on top of one of her thighs. Despite being usually worried at how overly plump her figure was, her chats with you had convinced her to some degree that her large thighs were attractive.
"You're lucky these shorts are so thin" She teased you "If not for them you would've gotten an one way ticket for the Fat Ass Express" She joked, and once again internally cooed when you reassured her that she was not really fat. She knew that both Lillian and Zuemy were quite big into body positivity stuff, which was also to be expected given their physiques, and she was happy that it'd rubbed off on you too.
The two of you then chatted casually as if no incident had ever happened until your shared moment came to an abrupt end. Jen suddenly appeared right before the chubby brunette, catching her off guard. By sheer reflex, she protectively cupped one hand over you as if that'd hide you from the Nordic girl's hawk-like hazel eyed gaze.
"So it's true" She said coldly, swiftly pushing the hand that protected you aside and picking you up, seemingly nonchalantly dropping you down her prodigious cleavage, one even Monique herself was a little envious of. But she wasn't allowed to think too much about that as Jen grabbed her by the neck and lifted her a couple inches above the floor, putting her head at the same level as Jen's. She then angrily slammed her back against the lockers.
"I was told you were sitting on him" She said with a faint growl, each word loaded with venom. Despite struggling to breathe, Monique tried to explain that it was an accident and that no real harm had been done. In the end, and only because you pleaded on her behalf did Jen let her go, but not without giving her a harsh warning and an implicit threat to stay away from you, much to her confusion...
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May 12, 2023
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