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Two wolves in search of prey stalk an oblivious bunny, only for one of them to come under a serious case of gas just as they're about to attack.
The forest was dense and unforgiving, especially for those on the lower food chain. Huge, old trees, thick bushes, streams and rivers, caverns and pitfalls characterized this sprawling ecosystem. Life was a competition, but for the local wolf pack, it was also a satisfactory existence, especially since they were one of the top predators. On this afternoon, a plump rabbit is sitting in a clearing, gnawing rapidly on grass and wild strawberries, oblivious to everything with a dull glint in its eyes. Two wolves are out on hunt, and are scoping out their prey right now. One, named Feris, is watching from their cover in the brush.
His fur was such a dark gray it was almost black, and his eyes were a bright yellow. As well, he had his share of scars, but most wolves did. "Alright, there it is," he whispers, almost drooling. "Looks like there's enough for both of us."
The other wolf, Jervis, had dark gray fur as well; however his eyes were red and glowed like fire. He was a little chubbier than his counterpart, but had the same amount of scars, most notably the bite mark on his throat. "Oh, that rabbit looks so scrumptious!"
"I know," Feris responded. He looked to his hunting partner. "Alright, remember the game plan: we do this fast and hard, leap out and pounce it at both ends before it can run away. Simple, right? Although...I still think I ought to get the bigger share, you need to lose some weight," he comments.
Jervis sat down and put his paws on his chubby belly. "I'm not fat." he whined.
Feris roll his eyes and shakes his head. "Come on; let's just do this, alright? We go fast enough we'll come back with the most catches this time. Then the females will be all over us," he says. "Now, assume ambush position," he says. Feris leans forward with his backside sticking in the air and his head low to the ground, ready to spring forward from the brush at any moment.
Jervis placed his chin against the dirt as well, sticking his butt into the air, his tail lifted. "You ready?"
Feris nods. "Alright. On the count of 3. 1....2...."
But as they were about to pounce, Jervis felt something gurgle in his stomach and the next thing he knew, hot air was flying out his butthole with a loud, trumpeting noise.
The rabbit immediately dropped what it was doing at the sound, then bounded away. Feris waved a paw and looked extremely cross. "JERVIS! That smells awful, and you scared our food away!"
Jervis's face began to turn red. "Oops. It slipped out."
Feris shakes his head, still irritated but not defeated. "Come on, let’s chase it! Maybe we can find it when it rests. But next time, keep your butt squeezed shut!"
"Okay, okay, gotcha! I just won't think of the deer we ate for breakfast today. Let's go!"
The two give chase. Feris leaps over a log, crosses a stream, and bounds between a couple trees, until finally skidding to a stop; Jervis will ram head-first into Feris' own butt if he's not careful.
Jervis gasped and slammed his paws against the ground, kicking up tons of dirt and gritting his teeth, hoping he wouldn't slam into his friend. Luckily, he stopped just in time for his muzzle to softly dab his butt. "Wow, and you say my ass stinks."
Feris looks back with a snarl and slams his buttocks on Jervis' head once. "Hey, don't be like that! Anyway, look, the rabbit's resting. Now all we have to do is leap out before he can react. You ready this time?"
"Yeah, I'm ready. ...I think."
Feris nods, assuming the position again. "Alright. On the count of 3. I...."
Jervis assumed the position as well, but the deer meat in his colon was bubbling and acting up again, making his stomach gurgle. "Uh-oh..."
Feris stopped counting as the situation in Jervis' bowels starts to get worse. "Hold it in!" he whispers.
"I...can't!" And with that, Jervis raised his tail and let out a tiny, squeaky fart, before the noise became extremely loud and rumbling, like an elephant seal making noise or some sort of car sputtering.
"Damn it, Jervis," Feris said, standing on his hind legs to pull his partner's tail down between his legs, in a vain effort to stop the farting. "He's getting away again!"
Jervis whined again and let out another strong burst of gas, reeking of a dead carcass that had been dumped into a cesspool. And he let it out right in Feris's face.
Feris gets blasted and falls on his backside, clutching his nostrils. "Damn it, Jervis, you're ruining the hunt! If you can't control your farts, then we might as well forget it!"
"Okay, okay, I'll try to control it!"
Feris gets back up and gives himself a shake. He glares at Jervis, before giving chase once more. "This is the final time, alright?" They give chase, but unfortunately the rabbit winds up jumping down into it's own den. Feris skids to a stop and notes how small the hole is. "DAMN IT! Now he'll never get out. It's all your fault, Jervis," he says, sounding very disappointed.
"Hmmm...you said it's stuck down in the hole, right?"
Feris paws the dirt irritably. "Yeah, I...wait." Feris seems to get the same idea. "You can just stick your ass in the whole and fart him out! I bet the rabbit's got another exit somewhere." he looks at Jervis anxiously. "You think you're up to it?"
Jervis's stomach grumbled viciously. "Oh yeah, I'm definitely up for some gas passing!"
Feris nodded. "Alright, then take a seat!" he says, gesturing to the rabbit's hole. He meanwhile walks across the den to look for the alternate exit the rabbit might have.
The chubby wolf groaned as his stomach began to bubble before walking over to the hole and sitting down with his tail raised. He inhaled sharply before leaning over and passing gas, the sound muffled as it soared inside the hole. He couldn't smell it either, but he imagined that the bunny wasn't enjoying itself right now and probably choking on the fumes. "I bet that stinks, don't it bunny?!"
Feris nods, still trying to look for an entrance. "Keep going, Jervis. Don't show any mercy," he says. "Like our teeth, or claws, your farts are a natural weapon," he says with a snicker.
Jervis giggles and leans over to break more wind, grunting and using as much of his ass power as possible. He was certain the bunny could smell the rank odor now and was busy coughing and finding a place to escape. "C'mon bunny, I know you can't tolerate this!"
Feris circles around the den a few times, but can't find any alternate exits. The fact that he might have miscalculated never occurs to him; the two weren't exactly the smartest hunters in the pack. "Hey Jervis, I'm not finding any other hole. But keep gassing him just the same!" The rabbit, however, might be eyeing one of Jervis' buttocks as a potential target for biting....
"Okay, if that bunny doesn't come out after I let out this giant fart, we're just gonna have to assume it asphyxiated on my flatus." Jervis's stomach growled dangerously loud and he raised his tail high into the air, opening his butthole so he could blow the wind into the rabbit hole.
CHOMP! The rabbit nips Jervis' left buttock. Feris walks over to the front where his hunting partner is squatting. "Sounds like a plan," he says, not realizing their prey is fighting back.
Of course, now Jervis is busy howling and whimpering and inadvertently passing gas. However, since he was no longer squatting over the rabbit hole, the gas was penetrating the atmosphere for anyone in the vicinity to get a whiff of.
"THE RABBIT BIT ME ON THE ASS!!!" he whined.
The rabbit nips at the wolf again, and will likely keep it up until one of them relents. Feris growls at him. "You big baby. Fight back with your ass, then! You can always fart harder. Act like a wolf, not a...a fox!"
Jervis whines and grunts again, farting so hard his ass was jiggling and some of the dirt on the ground was vibrating as though a tame earthquake just happened.
Feris pats Jervis on the shoulder blade. "Alright, get up and let’s see the damage."
Jervis whimpers again and raises his butt so Feris can take a look at it.
Feris winces and looks away. "Uh...I'm sure it'll be fine after a few days. Now, let's see what happened to our quarry." Feris reaches in with his left forepaw and starts to dig around in the smelly den.
"Be careful, he might bite you!"
Feris at last pulls out the rabbit, limp and lifeless due to the powerful stench. "Well, it smells like YOU, but buddy, we've got our feast," Feris proclaims triumphantly. "In fact, I'll let you have the bigger share of it."
"Oh great, there's just one problem..."
Feris looks at Jervis. "What's that?"
"Rabbits give me gas."
Feris slaps his forehead. "Aw, geez..."
The forest was dense and unforgiving, especially for those on the lower food chain. Huge, old trees, thick bushes, streams and rivers, caverns and pitfalls characterized this sprawling ecosystem. Life was a competition, but for the local wolf pack, it was also a satisfactory existence, especially since they were one of the top predators. On this afternoon, a plump rabbit is sitting in a clearing, gnawing rapidly on grass and wild strawberries, oblivious to everything with a dull glint in its eyes. Two wolves are out on hunt, and are scoping out their prey right now. One, named Feris, is watching from their cover in the brush.
His fur was such a dark gray it was almost black, and his eyes were a bright yellow. As well, he had his share of scars, but most wolves did. "Alright, there it is," he whispers, almost drooling. "Looks like there's enough for both of us."
The other wolf, Jervis, had dark gray fur as well; however his eyes were red and glowed like fire. He was a little chubbier than his counterpart, but had the same amount of scars, most notably the bite mark on his throat. "Oh, that rabbit looks so scrumptious!"
"I know," Feris responded. He looked to his hunting partner. "Alright, remember the game plan: we do this fast and hard, leap out and pounce it at both ends before it can run away. Simple, right? Although...I still think I ought to get the bigger share, you need to lose some weight," he comments.
Jervis sat down and put his paws on his chubby belly. "I'm not fat." he whined.
Feris roll his eyes and shakes his head. "Come on; let's just do this, alright? We go fast enough we'll come back with the most catches this time. Then the females will be all over us," he says. "Now, assume ambush position," he says. Feris leans forward with his backside sticking in the air and his head low to the ground, ready to spring forward from the brush at any moment.
Jervis placed his chin against the dirt as well, sticking his butt into the air, his tail lifted. "You ready?"
Feris nods. "Alright. On the count of 3. 1....2...."
But as they were about to pounce, Jervis felt something gurgle in his stomach and the next thing he knew, hot air was flying out his butthole with a loud, trumpeting noise.
The rabbit immediately dropped what it was doing at the sound, then bounded away. Feris waved a paw and looked extremely cross. "JERVIS! That smells awful, and you scared our food away!"
Jervis's face began to turn red. "Oops. It slipped out."
Feris shakes his head, still irritated but not defeated. "Come on, let’s chase it! Maybe we can find it when it rests. But next time, keep your butt squeezed shut!"
"Okay, okay, gotcha! I just won't think of the deer we ate for breakfast today. Let's go!"
The two give chase. Feris leaps over a log, crosses a stream, and bounds between a couple trees, until finally skidding to a stop; Jervis will ram head-first into Feris' own butt if he's not careful.
Jervis gasped and slammed his paws against the ground, kicking up tons of dirt and gritting his teeth, hoping he wouldn't slam into his friend. Luckily, he stopped just in time for his muzzle to softly dab his butt. "Wow, and you say my ass stinks."
Feris looks back with a snarl and slams his buttocks on Jervis' head once. "Hey, don't be like that! Anyway, look, the rabbit's resting. Now all we have to do is leap out before he can react. You ready this time?"
"Yeah, I'm ready. ...I think."
Feris nods, assuming the position again. "Alright. On the count of 3. I...."
Jervis assumed the position as well, but the deer meat in his colon was bubbling and acting up again, making his stomach gurgle. "Uh-oh..."
Feris stopped counting as the situation in Jervis' bowels starts to get worse. "Hold it in!" he whispers.
"I...can't!" And with that, Jervis raised his tail and let out a tiny, squeaky fart, before the noise became extremely loud and rumbling, like an elephant seal making noise or some sort of car sputtering.
"Damn it, Jervis," Feris said, standing on his hind legs to pull his partner's tail down between his legs, in a vain effort to stop the farting. "He's getting away again!"
Jervis whined again and let out another strong burst of gas, reeking of a dead carcass that had been dumped into a cesspool. And he let it out right in Feris's face.
Feris gets blasted and falls on his backside, clutching his nostrils. "Damn it, Jervis, you're ruining the hunt! If you can't control your farts, then we might as well forget it!"
"Okay, okay, I'll try to control it!"
Feris gets back up and gives himself a shake. He glares at Jervis, before giving chase once more. "This is the final time, alright?" They give chase, but unfortunately the rabbit winds up jumping down into it's own den. Feris skids to a stop and notes how small the hole is. "DAMN IT! Now he'll never get out. It's all your fault, Jervis," he says, sounding very disappointed.
"Hmmm...you said it's stuck down in the hole, right?"
Feris paws the dirt irritably. "Yeah, I...wait." Feris seems to get the same idea. "You can just stick your ass in the whole and fart him out! I bet the rabbit's got another exit somewhere." he looks at Jervis anxiously. "You think you're up to it?"
Jervis's stomach grumbled viciously. "Oh yeah, I'm definitely up for some gas passing!"
Feris nodded. "Alright, then take a seat!" he says, gesturing to the rabbit's hole. He meanwhile walks across the den to look for the alternate exit the rabbit might have.
The chubby wolf groaned as his stomach began to bubble before walking over to the hole and sitting down with his tail raised. He inhaled sharply before leaning over and passing gas, the sound muffled as it soared inside the hole. He couldn't smell it either, but he imagined that the bunny wasn't enjoying itself right now and probably choking on the fumes. "I bet that stinks, don't it bunny?!"
Feris nods, still trying to look for an entrance. "Keep going, Jervis. Don't show any mercy," he says. "Like our teeth, or claws, your farts are a natural weapon," he says with a snicker.
Jervis giggles and leans over to break more wind, grunting and using as much of his ass power as possible. He was certain the bunny could smell the rank odor now and was busy coughing and finding a place to escape. "C'mon bunny, I know you can't tolerate this!"
Feris circles around the den a few times, but can't find any alternate exits. The fact that he might have miscalculated never occurs to him; the two weren't exactly the smartest hunters in the pack. "Hey Jervis, I'm not finding any other hole. But keep gassing him just the same!" The rabbit, however, might be eyeing one of Jervis' buttocks as a potential target for biting....
"Okay, if that bunny doesn't come out after I let out this giant fart, we're just gonna have to assume it asphyxiated on my flatus." Jervis's stomach growled dangerously loud and he raised his tail high into the air, opening his butthole so he could blow the wind into the rabbit hole.
CHOMP! The rabbit nips Jervis' left buttock. Feris walks over to the front where his hunting partner is squatting. "Sounds like a plan," he says, not realizing their prey is fighting back.
Of course, now Jervis is busy howling and whimpering and inadvertently passing gas. However, since he was no longer squatting over the rabbit hole, the gas was penetrating the atmosphere for anyone in the vicinity to get a whiff of.
"THE RABBIT BIT ME ON THE ASS!!!" he whined.
The rabbit nips at the wolf again, and will likely keep it up until one of them relents. Feris growls at him. "You big baby. Fight back with your ass, then! You can always fart harder. Act like a wolf, not a...a fox!"
Jervis whines and grunts again, farting so hard his ass was jiggling and some of the dirt on the ground was vibrating as though a tame earthquake just happened.
Feris pats Jervis on the shoulder blade. "Alright, get up and let’s see the damage."
Jervis whimpers again and raises his butt so Feris can take a look at it.
Feris winces and looks away. "Uh...I'm sure it'll be fine after a few days. Now, let's see what happened to our quarry." Feris reaches in with his left forepaw and starts to dig around in the smelly den.
"Be careful, he might bite you!"
Feris at last pulls out the rabbit, limp and lifeless due to the powerful stench. "Well, it smells like YOU, but buddy, we've got our feast," Feris proclaims triumphantly. "In fact, I'll let you have the bigger share of it."
"Oh great, there's just one problem..."
Feris looks at Jervis. "What's that?"
"Rabbits give me gas."
Feris slaps his forehead. "Aw, geez..."
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