Too Many Wumpa Fruit




        The late afternoon breeze felt amazing on the bandicoot as he sat resting on a tree stump. Even with the shade of the trees, it was a very warm day.  
        Crash leaned back a bit as his paw rested on his semi bloated stomach. He opened his mouth and let out a massive burp. A few birds quickly flew away at the loud sound, and Crash snickered as the stench of his belch filled the area. 
        The bandicoot had just devoured a whole bag of wumpa fruit, and his stomach was already sloshing and gurgling from it.  
        Feeling some pressure in his bladder, Crash splayed his legs apart and stuck out his tongue. 
        A warm sensation quickly came around his crotch as the bandicoot began to flood his jeans with piss. The smelly yellow urine soon formed a puddle on the tree stump and started dripping down to his socks and the ground. 
        Crash’s pissing dick began to harden as he groped it through his jeans. He pulled his zipper down and whipped it out, spraying musky pee all over his torso. He opened his mouth wide and shot the last of the urine into it, licking his lips when he was finished. 
        He sat for a few minutes enjoying the smell and slowly stroking his dick through his fly, when his belly rumbled loudly. Crash smirked as he raised his right leg and pushed. 


BRRRRAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPFT
 
        A nauseating fart blasted against the tree stump as a thick green haze billowed around the bandicoot. Crash moaned at the nasty smell and his cock began to leak heavy amounts of precum. 
Crash stood up and picked up the sack that held his fruit off the ground. He giggled mischievously as he held the bag open against his ass. A 12 second tuba sounding fart bleared out into it, causing it to puff out with his gas. Crash brought the sack up to his nose and inhaled the disgusting scent. 
About ten minutes of non stop fart shenanigans later, Crash felt it was time to finally relieve himself. The bandicoot put his boner back into his pants and squatted down, his ass hovering inches from the ground. A few nasty sharts sputtered out and then he clenched his fists and grunted. 
A huge amount of soft shit exploded into the seat of his jeans. Crash panted as he reached around as felt the large mound in his pants. He stood up straight and walked back over to the tree stump. The bandicoot slowly lowered himself onto it, making the gooey shit squish all around into his balls and even up over the waistband in the back. 
Crash moaned in ecstasy as he wiggled his ass side to side, smearing the poop more and more each time. His throbbing dick jolted in his jeans and started squirting loads of warm cum. 
The bandicoot sighed and leaned back, putting his arms behind his head. He ripped one final wet fart before getting up and moving on through the forest.