COMMISSION: Gamenight Explosion Pt 1

""HARD WORK!!” The team breaks the huddle, and almost everyone heads to the locker room. Except for Miles that is, who decides to work a little more on her shooting, and would shower and change later on. Her stomach grumbles more in annoyance, instead of simply going to the bathroom to relieve her stomach, which it wanted her to do, she was going to deny it relief to work more on her game, since she had been holding in her gas for at least two hours.



It let her know quickly that it wasn’t happy about that with a sharp cramp, causing her to hunch over and place both hands on her stomach. Luckily, nobody was in the gym to see her hunch over in pain. Granted, she was alone now, but for how long, since the men’s team would be here in about ten minutes to begin practice.



“I just need someplace where I can get this gas out… but where am I going to find it now?” The gym bathroom was out of the question, since by the way her stomach felt it was probably going to be fairly loud. The locker room was most definitely out of the question, not to mention she would have to walk downstairs to get there, but to have potentially the whole team hear her let go would be extremely embarrassing. 



All the while, the pressure was increasing, and Miles clenches her cheeks shut, trying to think of someplace where she could go, her pain steadily getting worse. Then she remembers, on the other side of the gym, there is a closet that nobody uses that they haven’t fixed the door on yet as far as she knows, if it is open, she might be able to go in there and let this beast out. 



Slowly, she walks over to the other side of the gym, steadily losing control as very small puffs of gas exit her before she arrives at the closet door. Praising god that it was open, she quickly jumps in and closes the door before moaning with relief as she pushes.



A sound like a war horn erupts from Miles’ backside, continuing for at least two seconds before dissipating, the force of the blast causing her shorts to puff out just slightly. Miles sighs in immense relief before finally catching wind of the smell she just unleashed, and she covers her nose with both hands. 



“My goodness that stinks...” she says to herself as she walks out of the closet, feeling much relieved and she quickly fans the air behind her to disperse what is left of the smell, and she walks back into the gym, picks up a basketball and starts shooting around for a little while, before the men’s team starts coming into the gym. "

This is a 2 parter for a story based upon 's upcoming story. He wrote the story, I just did the picture. You can check out the full story when he uploads it on his account.


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IF YOU WANT TO SEE PART 2 of my commission, featuring a comic piece, then please check out his story: Game Night Explosion .