Just Need to Vent (Totally Spies Commission)

Squinting through the ventilation cracks by the side, Sam held her breath as the light piercing through gave way to a bright TV screen that washed the room outside in a pale sheen of white. Whenever Sam blinked, a slender silhouette flashed before her eyes, obscured by the thin rails stacked to the very bottom. The top gap laid above her head where the light glared against Alex’s golden thigh. At the moment, Sam’s breath hitched. If her hands weren’t tied together, she would have snapped her fingers, but instead she wiggled her hips atop Clover’s back, earning a cough from her friend.

“Hey, Clov?” Sam whispered. “Boost me up a little, will ya?”

“I’m kinda preoccupied right now…” grumbled Clover, still keeping her face to the wall. Her stomach tightened it on itself with the thin surfaces closing in as Sam bounced her bubble butt on her spine, once again managing to eke out a gasp, and a scowl, from her friend.

“Look, I think I might be able to see what’s going on out there,” Sam said, “just give me some kind of push and I can see what’s going o-”

“Sam. I can’t,” Clover snapped. “None of us can move at all! I’ve had an inch growing up my back since we got here that’s been riding to the ends of my-”

Prrrmmpppvvtt!

A tinny squeak echoed through the vent and brought the girls to a screeching halt. Clover’s mouth remained hung open while Sam bit her lip, already processing the earthy smell that filled her lungs. The universe itself stopped as a cherry hue spread across all four of Alex’s cheeks, especially those aimed at Sam’s face.

“Alex, did you just fart?!” Clover spat.

“N-no!” Alex retorted.

“So why do I taste tacos right now?!” Sam yelled.

“U-uh, b-because these vents stink!” Alex pleaded.

“More like your big butt stinks!” Clover said. “This is why I always take a beano before I go out,”

“Speak for yourself, stinkette!” Alex hissed. “We’ve all farted around each other once, there’s nothing to be ashamed of,”

“Oh, so you’re admitting it, huh?”

“No!”

Prrppt-BOORRTT!!

Sam reared her head to her side of the wall as Alex buffeted her with a double-shot butt blast with a sour aftershock. It rang in her friend’s ears and through the vent for seconds on her. The color red deepened across her face while Sam kicked her legs in a whining huff. 

“Ha! Your butt just ratted you out,” Clover blew a raspberry to Alex while Sam furrowed her brow and shook her head.

“Speak for yourself, Clov!” Sam shouted. “I-it stinks sure, but she can’t help it. We’ve been stuck here for a while, one of us was bound to start letting loose,”

“Well, this girl ain’t gonna cut it anytime soon.”

BLLRRRRMPPPTTCHH!!

Without warning, Clover shrieked as a juicy ripper squawked against the wall and traveled up where Sam laid hostage; one ass blowing smoke in her face, the other underneath. The furious bubbles hit Sam with a tenacious stench no less richer than Alex’s nasty brew. If anything, hers would have been more preferable as before, her farts didn’t leave Sam drenched in her own sweat alongside the smell of burning tires to boot.

“Hmph! Looks like your butt isn’t very modest, either,” Alex scoffed.

“Shuddup, Alex…”

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