(WARNING: THIS CONTAINS FARTS AND SCAT! TURN BACK NOW IF YOU DON'T LIKE ANY OF THAT!)


Funtime Foxy rumaged through the freezer, hoping to find something to eat other than pizza. Ballora leaned against the wall, watching Funtime Foxy go through the freezer. 

Her stomach growled hungrily as she rubbed a hand over it.

"Please hurry up, Foxy... I'm really hungry right now." 

F. Foxy's stomach growled hungrily as well, "I am too, but just hold on a little longer, Ballora, I'll find us something." She's been rummaging through the freezer for 10 minutes now and still hasn't found anything other than frozen pizzas.

She searched it a bit deeper, but found only more frozen pizzas. She was considering giving up this search and just baking them a plain old pizza when her eye finally caught something that wasn't pizza. Or what she thought. She couldn't tell since it was pretty deep inside.

Her eyes widened, "Ballora, I think I finally found something!"

Hearing this, Ballora looked excited and relieved that she might've come across something.

"Finally! I was getting tired of waiting..." She sighed as she moved away from the wall and to F. Foxy.

The fox animatronic reached in, attempting to grab the food that was deep inside. After a few more tries, she managed to grab it and pull it out, which revealed to be... hot dogs?

F. Foxy and Ballora both looked confused when they saw this. Since when did the pizzeria ever sell hot dogs? But nevermind that, the hot dog package had ice crystals all over it. And the sight of it made Ballora feel uneasy.

However, Funtime Foxy, who was no longer confused and now happy, didn't seem uneased by the fact this had ice crystals over it.

"Let's go heat these babies up! We don't have hot dog buns, but we can eat them on a plate." Before Funtime Foxy could go over to the oven, Ballora stopped her.

"Hold on a moment, Foxy, we don't know how long those hot dogs have been in the freezer for! They could've been in there for weeks, months, years even!" The ballerina animatronic sounded worried.

The fox animatronic rolled her eyes at this. "You always worry too much, Ballora. I'm sure these hot dogs are still good."

"But-"

"Now, let's get on with the cooking! I'm starving." Before the ballerina could stop her friend again, she went over to the oven to cook the hot dogs.

Ballora huffed silently, 'Damn that fox, she's always so unconcerned about things!', She sighed, '... But, maybe she's right. Maybe I am worrying too much... who knows, maybe those hot dogs are actually still good.' She looked over at F. Foxy, who had just turned on the stove and was getting ready to put the hot dogs in.

'Let's see if those hot dogs are still good...' She finished in her thoughts as she went over to Funtime Foxy. She still had doubts, but was clinging onto the hope that they were still good.

Later...

The two animatronics exit the kitchen with F. Foxy holding a plate of the cooked hot dogs. 

While they didn't look unappealing, Ballora was hoping they didn't have a foul taste to them. They went over to a couch with a table and sat down on it, with F. Foxy placing the plate on top of the table.

The fox then grabbed a hot dog and took a bite out of it. She tasted it as Ballora watched, biting a lip. 

"Hmm... seems like I was right about them still being good." She smirked at the ballerina and swallowed the chewed up food.

Ballora was surprised. Was Funtime Foxy right about them still being good afterall? She had to try one and make sure she wasn't lying.

She hesitantly reached a hand out and grabbed one, slowly bringing it up to her mouth, taking a small piece of it and then carefully chewing and tasting it. It... actually still did taste good. It didn't taste fresh, but still. F. Foxy wasn't lying afterall... her doubts have disappeared as well.

She smiled and ate the other piece happily, which made the fox smirk more.

"See? Told you were worrying too much~" She laughed before eating another one.

They both talked and ate hot dogs.

10 minutes later...

"And so then, I walk into the bathroom and find out that Baby had stunk up the bathroom badly!" F. Foxy finished, laughing. 

Ballora giggled, "Glad I wasn't there to experience it."

"It smelt like someone had died in there, so I agree you were lucky enough to not be there." The fox replied, a tiny bit disgust present in her voice.

She and Ballora had finished eating the hot dogs and the only thing left was just the plate that formerly contained the food.

"Anyway, those hot dogs were good! I might actually go ask the manager later to see if he can add them to the menu."

"Well, first, we need to ask Baby if she'd be fine with it. She is the leader, afterall." Ballora pointed out. 

"Yeah, yeah, we'll ask her later. Right now, let's just relax. I'm stuffed." F. Foxy leaned back on the couch, relaxing as she sighed in content and patted her belly.

Ballora also leaned back on the couch and patted her full stomach. 

They both closed their eyes and sat there. However, it wasn't too long until they both started to feel gassy all of a sudden.

F. Foxy opened her eyes and looked at Ballora, who also had her eyes open and was rubbing her stomach. The fox then smirked, knowing what she was planning on doing.

"Hey..." Ballora looked in her direction, "Check this out." Funtime Foxy lifted her butt up some and pushed a little. Once she did...

*BBBBBBRRRRAAAAPPPPPPTTTT!*

A loud blast of gas bursted out of her, stinking up the air almost instantly. 

"Ahhh~ That felt good~" A relieved expression was present on her face for a bit before it disappeared and was replaced with a proud look and challenging smirk as she turned to look at Ballora, who had her nose covered and was fanning the now stinky air.

"Try beating that!" She challenged the dancer, who was no longer covering her nose and fanning away the smell and now wore a small smirk and determined look that said 'Challenge accepted!'. The fox only smirked more. There was no way Ballora could beat that!

Ballora lifted her athletic butt up and strained a bit, a louder and smellier blast of wind blasting out of her.

*BBBBBBBRRRRRAAAAAAPPPPPPTTTTTFFFFFFFFTTTTT!!*

Ballora sighed in relief, a relieved look on her face. F. Foxy was shocked, as she wasn't expecting Ballora to actually rip a fart louder and smellier than hers. However, she soon recovered from her shock and put on a determined face.

Soon enough, the two were having a fart contest.

*BBBBBBBRRRRRRUUUUUMMMMMPPPPTTT!*

*PPPPPPPFFFFFFRRRRRAAAAAPPPPPTTT!*

*BBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPTTTTT!*

*FFFFFFFFRRRRRAAAAAPPPPPPPPPTTTT!*

*FFFFFFFFFFFPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTT!*

*BBBBBBBBRRRRRRROOOOOORRRRPPPPPTTTT!*

*FFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRTTTTTT!*

*PPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPTTTTTT!!!*

"I win~"

F. Foxy's jaw was on the floor, shocked that Ballora, of all people, actually WON a fart contest. Her farts were usually quiet or mild and never this loud!

Ballora leaned over, grabbed F. Foxy's jaw and closed it, giving the fox a smug look. She then snapped out of it and smirked a little.

"Heh, didn't know you had it in you, Ballora~ I gotta say, I'm proud of ya~" Her comment made Ballora blush and giggle.

"Oh, please, that was nothing compared to the gas I can release when I'm alone~" Wait... she means that's released gas louder than that?! Well... that did explain why she felt the floors vibrate at times...

"You need to teach me how to release gas like your-" She was suddenly cut off by a sudden pain in her stomach, holding it as her belly gurgled. It didn't take too long for Ballora to join in as well, as she felt the sudden pain in hers and held it while it growled loudly. They both knew that it wasn't gas this time...

Without speaking a word, they quickly shot up from the couch and raced off to the bathroom, releasing tiny poots on the way as they tried their best to hold their loads in.

*Ppffft~*

*Bbbrrrt~*

*Ppppttt~*

'Come on, come on, come on!' They both thought desperately as they kept on racing towards the bathroom. It didn't take them too long to arrive at the bathroom, both hurrying inside and into their own stall.

They closed and locked the doors behind them then stopping in front of their toilets, turning around as Funtime Foxy slammed her ass down on the seat while Ballora quickly pulled down her skirt and panties and slammed her butt down on the seat as well.

The two grunted loudly and as soon as they did...

*PPPPPPFFFFFRRRRPPPPPPTTT PLOP-PLOP-PLOP SPLASH FFFFFRRRRTTTT PLIP-PLOP SPLOOSH PLOSH*

Hot, mushy diarrhea exploded out of their already burning assholes, as their stomaches continued to gurgle and growl in pain while they held them.

"Hnnng! I knew those hot dogs had to-nnnnnngh!-be expired! Grrrnnnngh!" Ballora squeezed out more mushy diarrhea into the bowl.

*FFFFFFFRRRRRRUUUUPPPPTTTT SPLASH SPLASH SPLASH PLOP PLACK SSSSSSPPPPLOOOOORRRRRTTTT PPPPPPSSSSSSCCCHHHHHH-PLORT-PLOP*

"But-!" Funtime Foxy was cut off by her own load as she grunted.

*SSSSSPPPLLLOOORRRTTT PLOT FFFFFFFTTTTTSSSSSCCCCCCCHHHHH PLOP PLOP SPLISH-SPLASH*

"Fine! You were-haaaaagh!-right about the hot dogs!" She admitted.

"I hnnnnngope you learned your l-hrrggggh!-esson to not cook something-ooooh-that's been in the freezer-hrrrnnnnggh!-for a while! Oohhh..." She groaned in pain as she pushed out more hot, mushy shit.

*SSSSSSSCCCCCHHHHHLLLLKKKKK-PPPPFFFFFTTSSS-SPLASH PLOP PLIP BBBBBRFFFFFFFSSSSSTTTTCCCCHHHH-PLORPT BLORT SPLOOSH*

"Hnnnnngh! Yeah, yeah, I-nnnnnngh!-learned my lesson..." She responded in annoyance as she continued pooping.

*BBBLLLLOOORRRRTT SPLAT KER-SPLASH PLOP BBBBBBBBRRRRRRAAAAAAAPPPPPPTTTT KER-PLOP SPLACK SPLATTER*

*SSSSSSPPPPLLLLLAAAARRRTTTTTT PPPPPPLLLLLLSSSSSSSTTTTTCCCCCHHHH PLOP PLOP PLOP SPLISH SPLASH PLUNK BBBBBBBBFFFFRRRRRRRTT*

*BLORT SSSSSPPPPPLLLOOOORRRRTTTT PLOOP SPLAR SPLATTER SPLOSH BBBBBBLLLLLLLTTTTTTT-PLOSH-PLIP FFFFFFFRRRRBBBBBBTTTTTTT SPLANK*

"Hnnng! Ohhh... my poor stomach and anus..." Ballora groaned in pain as she rubbed, hoping to soothe her stomach pain. Her burning asshole, on the hand... she'll be needing cold water or ice to soothe it once this ordeal is all over with.

"Mine aren't doing any better either... ohhhh..." Funtime Foxy was right, her stomach and butthole weren't any better than Ballora's. Perhaps this was karma for eating expired hot dogs without a second thought...

*SPLISH SPLOSH PPPPPPPBBBBBBBTTTTTT SPLACK SPLANK PLORT FFFFFFFRRRRRBBBBBBBBBTTTTT SPLASH PLUNK PLOP PLIP-PLOP*

"We're gonna need a lot of cold water, or even ice, after this is over with... hrrrrrnnngh!" The vixen grunted out more hot loads that continued to burn her hole.

*PPPPPPLLLLLAAAAAAPPPPPTTTT PPPPPLLLLLOOOOORRRRRRTTT SPLASH SPLAT SPLATTER BLORT VVVVVVPPPPPPTTTTTT KER-SPLAT SQUELCH PLOP*

"I knnnnnnngow! Mmmm... hopefully thnnnnnnggis nightmare will be-hnnnnngh!-over with soon..." Ballora replied in between grunts and pained moans.

F. Foxy nodded in silent agreement as she strained out more burning loads with Ballora, the bowls becoming messier and messier while the toxic air got more unbearable.

*PPPPPPPPLLLLLAAAAABBBBBBBPPPPTTTT FLOOSH PLORT PPPPOOOOOTTTTT BBBBBBRRRRRRRRFFFFFFRRRRRRRTTT SPLASH SPLASH PLONK PLOOP FFFFFLLLLLPPPPPTTT*

*VVVVVVVVRRRRRRTTTTTTT PLOP PLAP PLIP SPLORT BBBBBBRRRRRMMMMMPPPPPPTTTT PPPPPPFFFFFFFFTTTTTTT SPLISH-SPLOSH PLINK SQUELCH BBBBBBRRRRRRTTTTTTT*

The two were almost done. Thank the Gods... they just needed to release a few more loads and this ordeal will finally be over and done with! ... Is what they're hoping.

"You know, with what we're going through at the moment, I'd be fine with eating pizza only for a while." F. Foxy said, rubbing her stomach as she grunted, more spicy mud sliding out into the dirty bowl.

*PPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFSSSSSSSTTTTTCCCCCCHHH-PLOP-PLOP-PLOP SSSSPPPPLLLLOOOOORRRRTTT VVVVVVRRRRRTTTT SPLUNK*

*BBBBBBBRRRRRRRRTTTTTTSSSSSS SPLATCH KER-SPLATTER FFFFRRRRRRBBBBBBBBBTTTCCCCHHHH SPLASH PLATTER PLOP*

"I agree... we should also go through the freezer again and make sure there aren't anymore of those hot dogs left. I'd hate for Baby to get a hold of one and eat it..." Ballora shuddered at the terrifying thought, as did Funtime Foxy.

"Yeah.... I don't want to deal with Baby blowing up the bathroom again..." The vixen grimaced then shook the thought out of her mind and continued pooping out her next load.

*BBBBBBBRRRRRAAAAPPPPPPTTTFFFFFTTTTT SPLASH SPLASH PPPPLLLLOOOOORRRRRPPPPPTTTT SPLANK SPLOOSH KER-PLOP FFFFRRRRMMMMPPPPTTT PLOOP*

*SPLASH SPLASH SPLASH SQUELCH SSSSSSPPPPPPRRRRRFFFFFFTTTTT BBBBBBLLLLOOOOORRRRT POOT KER-SPLANK PLUNK PLOP FFFFFFRRRRMMMPPPPPTTT*

*SSSSSPPPPPPRRRRRSSSSHHHHHH BBBBBBBLLLLLAAAARRRTTT SPLORSH PLOP FFFFFFBBBBBBBTTTT PPPPPPFFFFFFTTTTTTSSSSSSTTTTT PLONK PLOOSH*

*SPLISH SPLAT SPLAT SPLATTER PLOT VVVVVVVVVRRRRRRPPPPPPPSSSSTTTTTCCCCCCHHHH KLUNK SSSSPPPPPHHHHHHHHSSSSTTTTT PLAT SPLOSH*

They were now at the final load of their hot dumps. They knew this was gonna be massive, so they took deep breaths... and strained as hard as they could, their faces turning bright red while they pressed down on their stomaches and beads of sweat formed on their foreheads. After a bit... all hell broke loose.

*BBBBBBBBBLLLLLLLFFFFFFSSSSSTTTTT SPLASH SPLASH PLOP PLUNK FFFFFFFFRRRRRPPPPPPTTT BBBBBBBBLLLLLRRRRTTTT BBBBBBRRRAAAAAPPPPPTT PLOP PLOP PLIP-PLOP SPLOSH PPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFRRRRTTTT VVVVVVVVVVVPPPPPPTTTTT PLANK KER-PLOP PLAP BBBBBBBLLLLLOOOOORRRRRTTTT SSSSSSSSCCCCCHHHHHHLLKKKKKK-SPLAT SPLATTER FFFFFFRRRRRRUUUUMMMMPPPPPTTT SSSSSSPPPPPSSSSFFFFFTTTTT PLACK SPLASH PLOP PLOP BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPpppttttssss.... Poot~ Plip-plop~*

*BBBBBBBBBRRRRRRUUUUUMMMMPPPPPTTT PLONK PLICK SQUELCH KER-PLOOSH BBBBBBBBLLLLLLAAAARRRTTTTTT PPPPOOOOOOTTT SPLASH BBBBBRRRRRPPPPPTTTT PPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFTTTTTT PLOP PLOP PLOP PLOP SPLASH SSSSSCCCCHHHKKKKLLLLLTTTTCCCCCHHHHH SPLATTER PLORT SSSSSPPPPPPLLLOOOORRRRTTTT PLASH PLOSH PLOOSH FFFFFFRRRRRRAAAAAAPPPPPPTTTT SPLATTER SPLATTER SPLATCH VVVVVVVRRRRRRPPPPPPPTTTTTCCCHHHHH SSSSSSSPPPPPHHHHHHTTTTTTTT PLOP PPPPPPLLLLOOOOOOORRRRTTTTTTTCCCCCHHHH SPLASH PPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPpppppttttttcccchhh.... Toot~ Ploop~*

The two animatronic ladies sighed in heavy relief, leaning back on their toilets as they panted heavily. The entire bathroom air stunk so badly that if someone were to walk in there right now, they'd pass out immediately. They were sweating and red in the face while it felt like their assholes were on fire, but no doubt they felt relieved from releasing such massive loads. The toilet was probably clogged right now...

"That... *Pant* that hurt like hell, but felt... *Pant* amazing to get out... *Pant* Phew...~" F. Foxy panted out, wiping her forehead.

"*Pant* *Pant* Yeah... thank the Lord our-*Pant*-nightmare is over with... *Pant* Lord, it stinks in here..." Ballora fanned herself.

They both sat there, waiting to catch their breaths. Once they mananged to regain their  breaths and stopped panting heavily, they reached over to the toilet paper vendor and tore a good amount of tp off.

The dancer and vixen proceeded to wipe their anuses, but gently since they burning quite badly at the moment. After 5 minutes of wiping, their holes were finally clean but still red.

Ballora stood up, grabbed her panties and skirt and pulled them up and then turned around to look at the mess she made. The sight made her gasp as she covered her mouth.

"Oh my! I have made quite the mess..." The entire bowl was filled to the brim of mushy shit and used tp. The entire sight was very disgusting to look at.

Funtime Foxy soon stood up and took a look at her own mess, grimacing once she saw how bad hers looked.

"Yikes... I don't know about you, but I really blew mine up. Let's hope the toilet can handle our loads, though..." She said as Ballora nodded in agreement, also hoping the toilet can swallow it all.

They pressed down on the toilet levers and waited to see if the toilets would swallow their loads.

...

Aaaaand, their hopes of it going down were destroyed as they began to overflow. 

"Shit... well, not our problem. We'll let Michael deal with this." F. Foxy went over to the stall door, unlocked it, and walked out the door and over towards the sinks.

Ballora didn't really want Michael have to deal with this, but she didn't feel like dealing with this at the moment, so she soon joined her friend at the sinks.

They both washed and then dried their hands.

However, as they both dried their hands, two small farts exit out of their butts.

*Bbrrrtt~*

*Ppfffftt~*

"Heh... guess we still have some gas left over." The vixen animatronic chuckled as she threw her used paper towel into the garbage can.

Ballora giggled slightly, "Yeah, I guess we do." She soon threw her used paper towel into the trash can as well.

"Anyway, let's get out of here before Baby or anyone else notice we stunk up the bathroom and cool down our anuses." 

The dancer robot nodded, agreeing with the fox's words as she and her friend quickly left the bathroom.

The End.