Skateboard - Phighting

Skateboard's spawnday came up, a fun day for the group of friends that planned to throw a celebration for Skateboard's birthday. The cake was absolutely delicious, Skateboard basically inhaling half the cake which fortunately still left some for others. It was his day so they can't complain.

Problem is... He's lactose sensitive. Not lactose intolerant, he of course still can tolerate it. But as in lactose sensitive, he would get gassy as if he'd been holding them in for centuries. It was a bit of an exaggeration but still.

Second problem, you're his roomate. You have to deal with his gassy consequences quite often. Hearing him slip it out a little, or ones he probably held in from nervousness while skating which is bold that happened. And they do stink. Always slipping out beefy farts.

So after the spawnday party and having so much fun, Skateboard collapsed on his bed, his leg slightly spread. He had despawned his main skateboard by now. What he forgot about was the cake he ate at the party. He fucking forgot. His stomach let out a deep, churning gassy rumble. Sounding like it was stirred in a pot.

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You had slipped in Skateboard's bedroom for something, opening the door gently. Only to see Skateboard rubbing his belly and moaning with each bubbly fart that was released in relief, only for it to come back.

PpRrllbRrt! He moaned out softly. "Man... That cake Slingshot made... Mmh-!" PRRBffrrtt! "Fuck..." He barely noticed you, his eyes closed as he was relaxed on the bed and releasing gassy bursts from his own body's sensitivity.