A continuation of the short story made for  deezblitz 's Fart Stats contest starring a koala named Pepper with some gas problems

I split it into two parts because I'm silly. Action contains the original story and Aftermath is the much longer continuation.

Thumbnail taken from Deez' depiction of Pepper found HERE

CONTAINS:
Blatant flatulence produced by a nerdy koala and four unsuspecting athlete ladies, attempted bullying and one very brutal wedgie

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Aromatic Elevator Action

Pepper could feel her heart beat up her throat when the elevator doors opened and she saw her. She was close to six and a half feet tall and over one hundred eighty pounds of hawk girl, and her name was Mackenzie. Mackenzie, easily the largest and thickest girl of any of the campus's athletes, was going to join her on the elevator ride up. Normally wouldn't have been a real problem, even if Mackenzie openly didn't like her. Today, however, there had been an incident; an incident so severe that Mackenzie would not allow it to go unpunished. Pepper looked over to Mackenzie, but her gaze snapped away the second she saw that brown stain on Mackenzie's pretty white top.

Why did she do it? Why oh why did Pepper get up for that second helping of chocolate pudding? She shouldn't have even had that first cup of the stuff, she knew she couldn't digest anything but eucalyptus. But no, she had to be stupid and fat and clumsy and do it. And now, because she was a klutz with no self-control, she was gonna get killed by Mackenzie. She looked up at the display above the elevator and, despite what felt like half an hour passing, it only read "17". Pepper's floor was floor forty.

This was it. Pepper heard Mackenzie crack her knuckles and she knew she was going to die. Even if Mackenzie didn't lay a talon on her, she was just too frightened to survive. Pepper could feel her heart beat faster and faster, her gut clenching in terror. She felt Mackenzie's breath on her neck and her terror flew into sharp crescendo, rising faster and higher than she could've ever imagined. Her heart burned. It was all over! She felt the pressure inside her grow until it she felt like she was going to pass out and-

PRRT!

Pepper farted? Damn it! She knew she shouldn't have had that stupid pudding; now she wasn't just going to die, she was going to die humiliated! But wait... Why wasn't Mackenzie pummeling her? She looked over her shoulder and saw the mighty hawkette on her knees, gagging and holding her throat. Oh c'mon, it wasn't THAT bad. Another fart slipped from Pepper's cheeks and thickened the putrid air in the elevator further. Mackenzie's eyes were watering now and, despite her reluctance, Pepper was quickly recognizing this as her best bet at survival. She held her stomach, bent forward and unleashed her worst fart yet, loud and sloppy. There was a thud, (Mackenzie hitting the ground) followed by the sound of metal sliding past metal (The elevator doors opening). Pepper was so relieved (In every sense of the word) that she didn't notice she wasn't at her floor until she saw the group of boarding passengers: three of the school's best women's Basketball stars who just so happened to be good friends of Mackenzie.

"Um," Pepper said, "I can explain."

You can't really blame Pepper for wanting to explain to these three girls why she was standing in an elevator with their good friend Mackenzie passed out on the floor beside her; especially when you consider the fact that these girls had all been present when that little incident in the cafeteria had gone down and were aware that there was currently some bad blood between Pepper and Mackenzie. Unfortunately and despite her not-so-confident assurance that she could elaborate, there was no way in this world or any other that Pepper could explain to these girls she expelled enough gastrointestinal distress to make a towering beast of a girl like Mackenzie pass out in seconds. At least there was no way that she could explain it in a way that wouldn't make these girls beat her within an inch of her pudding-spilling life. It was a good thing that she didn't have to.

Normally these girls would've pounced on a dweeb like Pepper in a heartbeat, even if she wasn't standing over the defeated body of their good friend, but in this very instance there were a couple things keeping them at bay. Most of those things were variations of confusion, bewilderment and amazement which impeded their usually-keen reflexes. But the biggest part of their hesitation was that the miasma which Pepper had leaked from her hindquarters had just been unsealed and flooded into the hallway like a chemical attack, leaving all three girls in a state of shock and disgust that only allowed them to cough and wretch. It was a perfect opportunity to escape.

Pepper, whose thoughts were only partially dulled by her own toxic fumes, lurched forward and tossed her shoulder through the weakened athletes with more might than she had any right to before using her momentum to dadt down the hallways at her absolute top speed of eight and a half miles an hour. It was about as effective an escape plan as you'd think and the moment she stopped to hunch over and gather her breath, a pair of reptile arms shot under her armpits and put her in a half-nelson that nearly hoisted her off her feet. She had been snagged by one of the more muscular girls: a komodo dragon who she thought MUST be on the wrestling team.

"Hold her still!" A voice called. The girl holding Pepper spun around so she could see a similarly-muscled lioness cracking her knuckles and licking her lips at the now captive Pepper.

Before she could beg for mercy, the lioness grabbed hold of Pepper's shoulders and drew her knee up into a strike that she couldn't see until it was firmly in her gut. A wave of nausea washed over Pepper and laid so thick on her body that she was almost certain that she was going to vomit her stomach out. But instead of coming out the top floor, that pang of sickness sunk deeper into her chest and before shooting straight down, spiraling down her bowels until-

FRRT!

It came out as a thick, muggy fart that blew right up against the komodo girl's chest. She cried out in disgust, hissing something about how it felt like she had just been pelted with a rotten egg. But those protests stopped almost instantly when the smell of the awful emission hit her. It was a one shot kill. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head and her grip around Pepper's arms faded right before she slumped up against the wall behind her and fell right into unconsciousness.

"Gah!" The Lioness cried out, "You sick little freak!"

She had caught a whiff of the vile fart herself, but not nearly the fatal dosage the komodo had received by standing right behind Pepper. Still, it was enough that she was forced to cover her nose with her sleeve and draw back to avoid another bout of illness.

"Sorry!" Was all Pepper could think to say before attempting to flee once more. This time, however, her pursuer was not incapacitated by her flatulence.

The lioness saw Pepper turn and run, so she went with her instincts and lunged. She snagged ahold of Pepper's legs and the two of them fell flat on their stomachs. This would prove to be a terrible idea on the lioness's part, because Pepper's noteworthy weight being yanked down by her own momentum combined with gravity's unforgiving embrace meant that she landed on her pudding-bloated stomach with enough force to push out a much, much more powerful fart than the last one.

It came blasting out the moment Pepper's stomach hit the ground and even came with a disgustingly wet trumpeting sound. It was easily twice as long as any fart she has ushered out today and to make matters worse, the lioness had tackled Pepper in a way that she was face to ass with her. The noxious explosion hit her dead in the face, blowing back her hair and ensuring that several baths and multiple trips to aromatherapy would be the only way she'd stop smelling like koala indigestion. She was out like a light well before the fart ended, leaving Pepper to address a much more important matter: that she had fallen on her tits just as hard as she had fallen on her stomach.

"Ow ow ow ow!" Was the least expletive-filled thing she said while clutching her injured chest. What was amazing was not that she spent a good minute holding her breasts and cursing the pain, but that the last of her pursuers (a lithe poodle) had witnessed her last fart and was still stunned by fright when Pepper finally stood back up and noticed her.

"Oh, hey!" Pepper said, trying to seem as if she hadn't just knocked three girls unconscious today. She took a step forward towards the other girl and watched as the poodle jumped back in fright and yelped as if she had been struck.

Pepper looked confused. Then she looked to her left where the first girl to attack her had fallen. Then behind her to where the second lay. And suddenly, she looked very confident and very, very devious.

"What's wrong? Something... Smell funny to you?"

She turned around and present her rear to the poodle, which was enough to make the poor girl fall over in fright. And then Pepper started to scoot back, ever so slowly, so that the poodle was forced to scuttle backwards. She kept this steady advancement until the poodle had backed herself into a corner and could only cover her face and shiver like a chihuahua in a windstorm. Pepper backed her sizable rear end right up to the poodle's face, leaned forward and flipped the back of her dress up. Both girls heard Pepper's inside churn and gurgle with what must be a tanker truck's load of gas. Pepper almost felt too sorry for the pitiful poodle to do what she was about to do.

Almost.

Pepper clenched her fists, smirking as she bent even further forward, and then she let the storm inside come thundering out!

poot

It turned out to be a little underwhelming. But despite being barely audible and lasting a fraction of a second, it must've been horrendously smelly because the poodle was limp in an instant. Or maybe she had just fainted of fright. In any case, Pepper had just rid herself of her bully problem and her gas problem in one fell swoop.

"Glad that's over," Pepper said, proudly patting her gut. She turned back towards the elevator and found her nose firmly planted in the chest plumage of a particular hawk girl.

It took only a second of eye-widening realization for Pepper to figure out that she wasn't going to get out of this one. Still, you have to give the girl points for trying, because she spun around on her heels as fast as she could and darted in the opposite direction. It's not her fault that Mackenzie was just so much faster than her. She grabbed ahold of Pepper's panties with a flash of her talons and yanked them skyward into a wedgie so hard that Pepper was pulled up with them.

Mackenzie took a few moments to really savor her retribution before allowing Pepper to drop in a crumpled heap and staggering off to her own room, mumbling about desperately needing a shower.

Pepper, lying on the floor clutching her groin in agony, could only think one thing:

"Worth it."