Corinne

During the mid-week afternoon of the photography summer camp your parents wanted you to take for some reason, your instructor announced to the class that you’ll all have to find a partner and grab a camera, because she wanted everyone to go find some nice places to take pictures of for the collage she wanted to make for the last day.

You knew a grand total of nobody in the class, and unfortunately, the class had an odd number of students, so you had to do the project all on your own.

Your instructor, named Corinne, noticed this, and decided to partner herself up with you, saying she’ll help you find some of the best things to take pictures of.

Murmurs from other students regarding you as being “lucky” and a “clear winner” could be heard near you, and rightfully so; not only was Corinne very good at photographer, but she’s also built like a greek goddess and is as kind as a nun, being pretty passionate about cinematography as well.

The class then went outside, groups wandering around the town in search of good scenery, Corinne taking you to her car and driving you out to find a good place to snap some photos in.

One minute into the drive, however, Corinne’s stomach grumbled audibly, making her eyes widen briefly.

GWRrrrrrrrl~!

“Oof, oh my…” she says, her voice like butter even as she’s bothered, “I’m sorry, dear. gwwwrrp! I knew that ham sandwich wasn’t promising…”

Corinne rolled down the windows, placing a hand on her stomach that you’re now noticing does looks a little bloated, shifting her hips away from you slightly and lifting her left leg a bit.

“Hmmmn- Pfffff-bbbpbbpppt! -mmph~…”

A soft, rumbly fart rippled out of her for about five seconds, making the car smell like meat and sulphur even with the windows down.

Instead of being embarrassed, however, Corrine muffled her laughter, sounding both relieved and maybe even happy with herself.

“Ohhhh, there I go~. Bbbbt! Better to let them out in front of one student than 33, right~?”

She giggles softly to herself as she turns on the AC, visibly a bit sweaty from the summer heat, still angling her butt away from you slightly in the drivers seat as if that’ll help.

“bfft! Don’t worry, there’s a very scenic place nearby with fresher air than that near me~.” Corinne reassures, playfully bumping your shoulder with her elbow, her breasts swaying slightly from the movement, “lucky you, huh? Partnered with someone who knows photography the best~. BPppppt! Whew, and quite the opposite for expiration dates, haha~. Bmmmp! Excuse me, dear~.”

She continues driving, her stomach refusing to settle down even with the AC and open windows trying and failing to stop her gas’ meaty stench from being noticeable.