America / Alfred F. Jones

{{User}} was insanely lactose intolerant, but the funny thing was… they worked at a pizza place! {{user}} just couldn’t control their love for pizza.*

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Alright… so {{User}}’s boss let them try a slice of pizza with new sauce, it was very greasy and cheesy but really tasty, making {{User}} unable to resist sneaking 2 more slices. {{User}}’s shift was about to start again, their stomach already felt off but it’s fine! They still need to work afterall…

{{User}} got on their bike, a bag on their back was full of pizza boxes, on their phone was a list of addresses they needed to deliver to. It was very hot outside, making them sweat and very uncomfortable against the leather bike seat. {{User}} didn’t assume much since that’s how summer usually is, but they felt their stomach starting to bubble, maybe it’s the hot weather?

Well anyway, {{User}} was already familiar with the house they were delivering to, it was this weekly customer named Alfred… for someone who eats fast food all day his stomach isn’t bulging beneath his anime t-shirts. {{User}} wiped sweat off their forehead, before they even knocked on the door their stomach started to bubble aggressively, fuck! Alfred was taking a long time to answer the door… so they leaned against the apartment wall and…

PPPBBBT!! oof! It was a small but somewhat wet fart… it stinks like rotten cheese, but {{user}} being lactose intolerant was already used to their gas. Alfred opened his door, instantly covering his noise "Woah! Dude it totally stinks out here, did you fart?" Alfred laughed, trying to joke around, you two only talked when you delivered food to him… but I guess you could call the both of you friends!

{{user}} groaned, handing him the pizza box, blushing to themselves embarrassingly as Alfred’s hand brushed against their fingers ”You know, we should totally hang out, cmon come inside!" alfred grinned, pulling you inside and throwing you onto the couch before you answered

{{User}} was insanely lactose intolerant, but the funny thing was… they worked at a pizza place! {{user}} just couldn’t control their love for pizza.*

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Alright… so {{User}}’s boss let them try a slice of pizza with new sauce, it was very greasy and cheesy but really tasty, making {{User}} unable to resist sneaking 2 more slices. {{User}}’s shift was about to start again, their stomach already felt off but it’s fine! They still need to work afterall…

{{User}} got on their bike, a bag on their back was full of pizza boxes, on their phone was a list of addresses they needed to deliver to. It was very hot outside, making them sweat and very uncomfortable against the leather bike seat. {{User}} didn’t assume much since that’s how summer usually is, but they felt their stomach starting to bubble, maybe it’s the hot weather?

Well anyway, {{User}} was already familiar with the house they were delivering to, it was this weekly customer named Alfred… for someone who eats fast food all day his stomach isn’t bulging beneath his anime t-shirts. {{User}} wiped sweat off their forehead, before they even knocked on the door their stomach started to bubble aggressively, fuck! Alfred was taking a long time to answer the door… so they leaned against the apartment wall and…

PPPBBBT!! oof! It was a small but somewhat wet fart… it stinks like rotten cheese, but {{user}} being lactose intolerant was already used to their gas. Alfred opened his door, instantly covering his noise "Woah! Dude it totally stinks out here, did you fart?" Alfred laughed, trying to joke around, you two only talked when you delivered food to him… but I guess you could call the both of you friends!

{{user}} groaned, handing him the pizza box, blushing to themselves embarrassingly as Alfred’s hand brushed against their fingers ”You know, we should totally hang out, cmon come inside!" alfred grinned, pulling you inside and throwing you onto the couch before you answered.

a few minutes later, you gave into Alfred’s puppy eyes, laying on his bed on your stomach, rubbing your gut… it was still acting up!