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Patreon Prompt 639
🕑 Added 2024-07-27 21:12:54 +0000 UTCPrompt: A superheroine is always humiliated by the fact that she can exert her otherwise orthodox abilities only while she is overstuffed with food. Her gassy, heavy potbelly only contributes to dragging her down, and her rival villainess doesn't even hide her arousal at the superheroine's inept fighting style.
“Beware evil BWOOOOOOOORRRP doers,” said the heroine, the majesty of her cape billowing in the wind undone by the sizable potbelly that was pushing out the front of her lime green leotard. “I-I’m here to UUUURRPP stop you.”
“Ahhh, it’s so good to see you again,” replied the woman clad in a purple gown and masquerade mask. Turning away from the open bank vault, the Masked Mistress grinned at her arch-nemesis. “It’s fitting that you would arrive to save the day…Gas Girl.”
“DON’T CALL ME BWOOOOORRRRPPP THAT!” the heroine replied, too irritated to realize that she was falling right into the villainess’s hands once more.
Without even trying to get out of the way, the Masked Mistress was sent sprawling to the ground by a slam of her rival’s gut. Knowing that she had to seize the opportunity, the woman with the poorly given nickname brought her backside slamming down on the criminal’s head. Feeling the squirming from beneath, she relented in releasing the pressure built up inside of her gut in the form of a rippling fart.
“Curse you sniff Gas Girl,” the Mask Mistress said, doing little to hide the way she inhaled the bombardment of farts that were blasted into her face. “I’ll get you next time.”
“Yeah, BWOOOOORRRPP yeah,” Gas Girl replied, well aware that it would only be a matter of time before the mistress escaped from prison and planned out another “heist” just to grab her attention.
