Abby sat down on the toilet. Usually when peeing in a public bathroom she would squat slightly above the toilet seat, but this one was actually clean. She was used to this bathroom - It was her local library.
As her stream came to an end, she got ready to wipe.
brrrap
A short fart escaped her backside. She instinctively clenched her anus closed, but the sound had already echoed into the bowl. The noise was amplified. The truth was inescapable - If anybody was in that bathroom, they heard it.
A short giggle from the stall next to her confirmed her worry.
"Excuse me," Abby spoke up to be polite, with no intention of sticking round for more than another half-a-second.
rrrtttt
A longer blast came from the other stall. The woman who had giggled before now sighed with relief. Abby felt safer and more comfortable - This was a bathroom, after all. It is designed to relieve your bodily functions. There shouldn't be a stigma here, not within these 4 walls!
Abby pushed slightly. The gas she previously stopped was now being freed.
bbbbbbrrrrrrrrrapppppp
A deeper, bassier buzz forced its way out of her backside.
The two girls laughed slightly. Abby finished up, washed her hands, and left the bathroom.
Without sharing a single word, or ever seeing eachother's faces, the two girls had bonded that day.
All over some shared gas problems.
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Women Fart, Too
Short StoryGirls fart. That's right, they do. This book is an anthology of very short fart stories, about women from all walks of life doing the most natural bodily function of all: Passing gas. This anthology book allows some of my ideas to find a new, smalle...
