Chapter 42 My Butt Is Too Shy To Toot Publicly!

[Step! Step!] The lady who came forward next was donned in light flowing garments which accentuated her suppleness. She had neat clear glasses sitting on the curve of her nose. A sophisticated air permeated around her.

“Hi everyone, I’m Danika Rhyme. 26 years old. Before I decided to join the Fahtier Rebels I was a music teacher at the Violine Institute of Art back at Bay City. For me to properly demonstrate my gift I will require a human volunteer. The dummy can only do so much.”

Viv was intrigued by this newcomer. “She is requesting a human volunteer. Who would be so brave?”

“I don’t mind being the guinea pig.” A young man who was leaning against the wall close by where Pac and Nigel were, willingly volunteered to act as a testing dummy. He recently joined the Fahtier Rebels with his main speciality being computer science. Chaser Graham was his name.

[Thud! Thud!] Chaser went to the centre of the field and stood beside the dummy. He stared at Danika, saying: “Please go easy on me.”

“Don’t worry, I won’t harm a single hair on your pretty head. Just stay right where you are.” Danika Rhyme ate a big ball of air as she perched out her sexy bottom. Everyone was looking forward to what she had in store for them.

“You might want to cover your ears.” Saying this, Danika began rotating her hips in a lithe seductive fashion. As she furthered in her dance, her gift became more pronounced. [Toot! Toot! Toot!] Danika was producing an enchanting symphony with her versatile butthole triggers working expertly. The on-point melody undertook a form of blooming musical notes which travelled around the proximity of Chaser.

“Huh, what is this strange sensation? Her melody is so… captivating.” Indeed it was. Chaser fell prey to Danika’s rhythmical farts. He eventually lost consciousness while standing up without even realizing it.

[Toot! Toot! Toot!] Danika’s alluring orchestra brought everyone present inside the compound to a unified tranquillity. Never before have they tasted such oneness in life. This, of course, was the serene attribute of Danika’s musical farts. Soon she switched her beats to imitate sonic beat tones that she sent out towards the dummy. [Boom!] The loud explosion from the dummy shattering to pieces awoken Chaser from his unconscious trance.

“Huh? What happened?” He looked around to discover an obliterated dummy behind him. “Did she do this?”

“Bravo! Bravo!” [Clap! Clap! Clap!] Viv applauded Danika for her beautiful demonstration. “That was indeed a performance worthy of my praise.”

“There is no doubt about it. Her farts melody was almost on par with Beethoven’s.” Zeeth was amazed by the close comparative instrumental data she was analysing on her tablet. “Truly a masterpiece.” Zeeth chewed another stem of cane. [Crunch! Crunch!]

“Thank you for liking my toot euphony.” Danika bowed to the crowd then went back to stand in line with the rebels in training.

“I’ll go next. That was a beautiful performance, Danika. You inspired me.” The girl who just offered Danika her praise was a tall one. She was munching on a Banana to enhance her abilities. “I go by Sharon Smith but I prefer to be called Shirtz. I’m 21. The dummy will be fine for my demonstration.”

“Alright, I’ll set it up now.” Zeeth brought up another dummy in the training field. “Go easy on this one. I don’t have an infinite amount of dummies.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.” Shirts showed off her Fahtier ability to the crowd. Unlike Danika’s performance, hers was less flashy. Her farts had the properties of enlarging ripe bananas. “Frozen Banana Splash!” [Boom!] A vaporous manifestation of a large cold banana slammed into the dummy. It splattered into vicious wetness that froze the dummy in place. Shirtz wanted to perform another series of attacks but she ran out of flatus juice before she could get the chance to. It was quite clear to the instructors that her stamina needed a lot of work.

Only 3 more rebels in training were left to demonstrate their gifts. Selene along with 2 identical twins. The twins were short and have thick thighs. Their mystifying appearance pronounced the constellation of Gemini.

“We’ll go next as a pair.” Both of them surrounded the dummy then gave a brief introduction. “My name is Zodi and my sister’s name is Zoda. We are both 24 and together we are the Zodiac twins!”

Selene was surprised by the twins’ age. “These identical little girls are older than I am, yet they look so young?”

“Time to show them what we can do sister!”

“Hmm.” Zoda didn’t speak at all, she seemed mute to the others. Together with her sister, they performed a combination assault on the dummy. [Whoosh! Whoosh!]

“How about a delicious morning breakfast! Raisin Crunch Cereal!” [Boom!] Zodi produced varying size of crunchy cornflakes, as for Zoda, she released disturbing vapours of sweet raisins. When their unique farts combined, a storm of milk was formed to enhance the potent mixture. This new production assaulted the dummy all together.

[Boom! Boom! Boom!] The cornflakes sandwiched the raisins, furthermore, the milk acted as a guiding conduit to channel their formidable acceleration at the dummy. [Splash!] The dummy was overrun by a storm of morning breakfast. Very quickly it got reduced to fine metallic blocks.

“Did we do ok?” Zodi and her sister struck a mirroring pose as they waited for the onlookers’ validation.

“Those were splendid farts best suited for a wider range of targets.” Viv gave the Zodiac twins a thumbs up. “I noticed many flaws in your combination attack but that is why you are here to remedy those flaws. Ok, next person go.”

Selene was the last rebel in training left to show what she could do. Jackal leapt from the tree branch and accompanied her on her short journey towards the new dummy. “Hi everyone, my name is…”

“You don’t have to introduce yourself, we all know who you are already.” Viv cut Selene’s introduction short. “You are a celebrity in both Bay City and Liberal Vista. A world-class terrorist in fact who’ve wreaked havoc on central Upaya.”

“None of that is true!” Selene hurriedly fessed up.

“Well, of course, we know that. If it was true do you think that we would have ever welcomed you on our paradise? Your beauty alone can only get you so far in life.”

“Hoo, somebody sounds jealous.” Zeeth said in a low voice, glancing at Viv’s muscular complex.

“I heard that, you!” [Grr!] Viv gave Zeeth a frightening glare then directed her serious attention back to Selene whom she had a grudge against. “I heard you can’t activate your gift without ingesting onions. Here!” Viv tossed an opaque bottle at Selene.

[Catch!] Selene opened the bottle and sniffed its contents. “Huh, onion juice? It is strong.”

“Will that be ok to get your ass in gear or do you need an extra bottle?” Viv asked.

“No, I think this much will suffice. Thanks.” [Gulp! Gulp!] As Selene chugged down the onion juice, Jackal strangely stared at her. [Squawk?]

[Burp!] Selene waited for the juice to take effect. However, after several minutes, the onlookers got tired of waiting.

“What’s taking her so long?”

“Can’t she produce one simple fart already?”

“Probably she has a shy behind. You never can tell.”

“Could be. Just look at how her butt cheeks are trembling, not to mention her expression. She seems constipated.”

“Let’s just wait a bit more to see. I heard from Babe that her gift is really powerful.”

“Alright, I’ll wait some more, but she better don’t take all day.”

Selene was repeatedly clenching her butt cheeks while occasional gyrating her hips. She tried forcing out the gifted fart to no avail. What got everyone laughing was when they witnessed Jackal mimicking Selene’s posture, moreover, produced a non-visible fart of his own. [Toot!]

“Ha-ha-ha-ha! Even that fat bird has more use than her. Are you sure she is even a Fahtier?”

Selene overheard the onlookers’ mockery and made up her mind to no longer be a laughing stock. After further effort of squeezing her rump muscles, something finally came out. [Swish!] Unexpectedly, only a singular small vaporous onion was produced. A drastic decrease when compared to the explosive farts that she previously unleashed while aiding her escape from Thorn Passion Penitentiary.

“Is that it?” Babe and Pac were staring incredulously at Selene’s floating onion vapour. “That little thing is nowhere close to her farts that I witnessed before.”

All eyes were fixated on Selene’s tiny floating onion. “I guess I still can’t properly produce it at will. I’m sorry guys.” She apologized for her failed demonstration.

“Don’t be sorry.” Zeeth told Selene who was feeling dispirited. “We are here to make you better accustom to using your gift, right Viv.”

“Huh? Ah, yeah. What Zeeth said is correct. You may not be able to produce any substantial farts now but that will change later on when you’re undergoing training. Alright, we will wrap up the demonstration from here.”

Viv was getting ready to commence her next session when something unforeseen happened. [Glare! Glare!] Jackal kept staring at Selene’s tiny onion vapour which surprisingly hadn’t vanished yet. Jackal played with the vaporous onion with its beak until he got bored and slapped it towards the dummy. When the vaporous onion crashed into the dummy, it burst asunder. Suddenly, a massive explosion occurred which sent out shooting spiralling waves of toxic onion heat! [Boom!] Pac and Nigel had to dive off the wall to prevent themselves from getting vaporized in the turbulent onion aftermath.

“What the hell was that explosion!?” Looking back at the wall where they were just at, Pac identified a massive gape along with molten pieces of crumbling rocks.

Even Selene was in disbelief. “Did I do that?” [Squawk!] Realizing what could have happened if the various onion had exploded in its face, Jackal shivered behind Selene's rump like a scaredy-cat. (It sought safety at the worst place possible)