Cindy walked into her room, her steps light and carefree. She had just come home from school, eager to spend some time with her little brother. She closed the door behind her, her eyes falling on the closet where he was locked. A wicked grin spread across her lips as she remembered how she had locked him in there earlier.
She walked over to her desk, opened her drawer, and pulled out a pack of chewing gum. She popped a piece into her mouth, savoring the flavor as she began to reminisce about the day's events. As she did so, she felt a familiar rumbling in her gut.
Cindy groaned, placing a hand on her stomach. It was already past lunchtime, and she had eaten quite a bit at school. Her face turned red as she realized what was about to happen. With a sigh, she walked over to the closet and unlocked it.
Her stepbrother looked up at her, his eyes wide with fear. Cindy smirked, reaching down and pulling her pants to the side. She let out a long, loud fart, the smell filling the small space. Her brother recoiled, covering his nose with his arm.
"See, this is why I had to lock you up," Cindy said, chuckling. "You're so annoying, and I just can't help but fart on you when you're around."
She let out a few more farts, each one more powerful than the last. Her brother tried to hold his breath, but the stench was overwhelming. Finally, Cindy pulled her pants up and locked him back in the closet.
Satisfied, she returned to her desk, finishing off her gum and tossing the wrapper into the trashcan. As she sat down, she felt another rumble coming on. She sighed, knowing what was about to happen.
"This is going to be a long day," she muttered to herself, getting up to let her poor brother have another dose of her farts.
