washed over the poor pegasi's face, and she was forced to breathe the awful fumes in.

Upon taking in this breath, the smell seemed less harsh than before, and Fluttershy was actually able to remove her hooves from her nose.

She sniffed again, hard. It was hard to pinpoint exactly how her fart smelled, but it seemed to resemble a tepid oniony stench, with lucid connotations of cheese and broccoli. The smell was foul, and offensive to the nose, but there was a certain sweetness to the stench that seemed to appeal to exclusively Fluttershy.

She ripped another rasping blast, making sure to sniff the warm vapours. The smell was starting to grow more and more appealing to Fluttershy, and a smile broadened on her face.

The scent may have become pleasantto Fluttershy, but it was evidently not so much so to her woodland friends. They were all retching and gagging at the thick fog of effluvium that had formed in the room.

Fluttershy giggled naively, a red blush flooding her cheeks.

She lowered herself to her sofa, sitting down upon it. She leaned forward, letting loose a gruff shrill fart into the cotton couch.

She let a sigh of relief, and blew another squeaking rip into the cushion.

The familiar rancid odour raised again to Fluttershy's nose, and she inhaled deeply.

The room was simmering, and the farts were so thick you could almost see them.

Fluttershy hadn't thought to open a window or door, so the vile miasma had no choice but to fill the room.

The reeking pollution was toxic to any other