Sweet Dreams Are Made Of...
Well Iâm back after like what, seven months of nothing? Well, hereâs another story based off of one of @repulsiveprecursor âs older comics with his permission.
(WARNING: CONTAINS SCAT/PANTYPOOP)
âUh...can I get a large number seven combo and a number twelve with fries?â Asked a young woman at the cashier at a nearby burger stand. Her hair was a neon light-blue tied in a neat bun that looked like it was floating in Fermatâs night skyline. Her pale, nearly chalk-white skin only emphasized her somewhat-golden eyes and the ditzy expression she had whilst looking at the menu. Her pink top that showed off her midriff in a perfect hourglass form that gave way to her large posterior that jiggled ever-so slightly in the thin, black leggings they were stuffed in. The woman wasâŚ.wellâŚ.to say she's an idiot is a bit harsh, but she was a bit of a ditz and often didn't really take notice to the outside world around her, most obviously with the cashier as his face ranged from annoyed for her taking so long to order to being tired as hell since it was half past ten at night.
âAnd a medium number four deluxe with Kashmir sauce on the side?â The woman said as she finished her order and looked over the cashier as he placed in the order. âThat'll be $37.23, ma'am. And it's under...what?â Asked the cashier, âUh..Mimi.â Replied the woman as she handed him a card.
After paying for the meal she rested her butt on the counter to get a better look at the night skyline as her meal was being prepared. Mimi felt a slight tingle in her stomach, shaking it off as hunger, but then the tingle came back harder, and now she felt a rumble in her buttcheeks. Next came-
FFFFfffrrrrrtttrppppp!
A beefy fart rumbled out of her was and reverberated against the metal counter. An incredibly pungent odor rose into the air as the employees of the fast food joint began to cough at the smell. Mimi didn't seem to notice at all, granted, she did tend to-
BBbbbrrfffrraaffttt!
...fart a lot, but they usually weren't so repulsive as these, made obvious by the second blast she let loose, the smell of digested food permeated through the air and again Mimi didn't flinch at all. Her butt in her leggings jiggled slightly as she just kept looking at the stars up above.
However before a third one could bring further misery to the employees and the metal counter, a few bags plopped onto the counter as it got Mimi to finally stop looking at the sky. âH-here's your order, m-m-ma'am.â Stuttered the cashier as he gasped for air, Mimi inspected the bags to see if it was all there. âHmm, thanks! Have a good night!â She said in a slightly high-pitched voice, âSame t-to you as well.â Replied the cashier as he finally got some fresh air as Mimi walked home.
As Mimi plopped down the bags onto the kitchen she began to take out the various contents that they held: a couple of decently-sized burgers that were the size of her hand and then some, a couple of fries, a hotdog encased in some sort of foil, and a about a dozen sauce packets. She looked over the sizable amount that now laid on the table, âWell, time to dig in!â She said to herself, and began to tear in to one of the large burgers. After only around twenty or so minutes the entire stash of food was gone, only things that were left were wrappers that they were contained in. Mimi lazily sat in a chair next to the table, her stomach grumbled in delight as she got up and went into her bedroom.
Off came her pink top and black leggings and on came a pair of orange pajamas, a shirt and a pair of long pants that hugged her body nicely. Mimi yawned as her food coma began to take over, she pulled the blankets over herself as she laid in bed and gently went to sleep.
As Mimi slept comfortably her stomach began to digest the large meal, growling and gurgling furiously all the way. She tossed and turned constantly as her stomach churned, groaning slightly as she slept. âHnnngâŚ.â
PPpphhhhbBBbrrrtt!
A somewhat muffled fart passed into the blankets that reeked of her digested meal, the heat underneath the blanket began to warm up significantly, Mimi groaned slightly again as she turned over again,
BBBbbllllll-bbbrrrllllrrrrfffftttt!! Another, slightly wetter, blast shot out of her and into the blanket seemingly not of her control. The heat now started to get uncomfortable underneath, but she still didnât knock off the blanket, only turning over again to a more colder side of the bed, still in the middle of REM sleep nonetheless. Mimi frowned slightly as another fart rumbled out of her.
Bbbbffftt-sspllllrrrtttt!!
The wettest one so far now had a distinct twinge of shit now added into the mix, now the heat was now noticeable to Mimi, taking the blanket off of her and the smell that was trapped underneath was released into the room, infesting into every part of the room with a foul odor thatâd make any normal person gag violently. But not Mimi, she just seemed soâŚ.used to it. None of her gas was as toxic as what permeated the air. She rested on her stomach as it growled furiously again. She scrunched her face as if she was wide awake,
Spllluurrttt-t-Bbbblllaapppsspplloorrppttt!!!
The final blast cemented the next chain of events. Gone was the wet blasts and came a deluge of turds that filled Mimiâs pants near instantly, creating a large mound of feces that nearly grew to the size of her fists balled up together.
Blblblblblbl-Blorp-bbbrrrrrtt!!
Another foul barrage of shit poured out of Mimi as she groaned inâŚ.delight? She still had no reaction to it, somehow, she seemed perfectly fine with the fact she was shitting herself right in her bed. She felt a final, massive gurgle in her stomach, still in her sleep, she lifted her butt into the air and mumbled something inaudible and groaned slightly as she prepared herself for the last round, âMmmmâŚ.â
Splurrt-t-Blllrrrpppp-ppspsp-PPHHBBBbbbttt!!!
In one final climatic blast, the last of Mimiâs dump shot into her pants with slightly less force, being smushed into the mound that already sat there. The mini mountain sagged slightly as Mimi rested back onto her side. Finally, after nearly twenty minutes her stomach finally stopped grumbling, and now rested after its little tantrum. The room was now more or less just a hotbox of foul smells, but again Mimi didnât notice at all.
The next morning Mimi woke up in a bit of a sweat that had came from the heat that laid in the room during the night, she got out of bed and went into the bathroom to go shower. As she took off her pajamas she noticed the large mound that resided in her pants. âHuh, I donât remember that happening. Oh well, Iâm gonna see what Opalâs doing for lunch.â She said to herself as she nonchalantly walked into the shower to get ready for the day ahead.
