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Literature
An Irish Goodbye (2 of 4)
WARNING: This is a burp and fart fetish story!
In the midst of the great crowd by the bar, Emilia and her newfound friends cheered their half-pints of Guinness. They all chugged at the same time. Melly finished hers first, to Emilia’s surprise. Melly had downed the drink like it was pure water. She sighed, smacked her lips, and gave a manly belch. She patted her belly, and said, “Ugh, wait. There’s another one.” She went “URP,” and patted her belly again. “No. More.” Then she let out a deep growl of a belch and sighed. “There we go.”
Emy finished hers second, then Sarah, and Emil
Literature
Peach Goes to Taco Bell
[Content Warning: farts (of the fetish kind), burps, bloated belly If this isn’t your cup of tea, kindly stop reading here and take your leave.] A fast-food restaurant was perhaps one of the last places one might expect a princess to go to for lunch. That was likely why a few heads turned when Princess Peach walked into the Taco Bell near the tournament lobby for Super Smash Bros. The lobby had a cafeteria which would make local cuisine from wherever a fighter was from, and they would even try to match the expectations of royals such as Peach, but one day she had really been craving a burrito, so she’d left the lobby to search some of the nearby restaurants. That was when she’d discovered Taco Bell. Now, she was hooked on their food. It wasn’t the best thing ever and definitely wasn’t good for her, but there was something about that indulgence factor which kept bringing her back. A few Toads even worked there, one of them going up to the register to take her order. “Welcome to
Literature
Finally
FINALLY
By: SellCon2762
The flight time from London’s Heathrow Airport to Miami was approximately nine and a half hours but for Debra Baker it must have felt like a whole day. The family’s vacation to Florida was only beginning but to her it had to have been ongoing forever and calling it a vacation would hardly be the appropriate word. The blond-haired woman in her late 30s had been doing the best she could to control her children as they were as wiled up as ever, looking forward to some fun in the sun away from dreary England. Since departing their home in the morning it had been a mad dash from one place to another, constant
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I don't recognise your name which is surprising because I quite enjoyed the story. I'm interested to see where it goes.