"Not very lady-like, but it beats the alternative." Jenny said as she came to a decision. Farting Willy out seemed like the fastest way to get him out her. Besides, she was not looking forward to the idea of fishing him out of a toilet.

She groaned as she forced pressure to build up in her bowels, trying hard, but not too hard to get more than gas and Willy to come out of her. She squatted down just above her bed so he would have a soft landing and clenched her eyes. She placed her hands on her lower stomach, soon hearing loud rumbling from within there.

She wasn't the only one, except on Willy's side, the rumbling actually scared him. He screamed briefly as his putrid if quiet prison soon echoed with the ominous noise. Everything around him started to shake and he lost his footing several times when he tried to stand up. When that failed, he felt a strong gust hit him as he finally deduced what was happening.

"Fire in the hole." Jenny strained to say. Joking didn't make this easier, but either way she was about to blow. Amazingly, she felt her stomach swell somewhat in her hands as more and more gas built up inside her. She had no idea where it all came from and couldn't recall what she had eaten earlier, but those questions had to wait for later as the gas was finally passed.

*BBBBBBBBAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPP!!!!*

Jenny's fart rang throughout the room, it was incredible that no one else onboard heard it. Her eyes crossed all the rank air in her bowels was blown right out of her. Her anus bulged massively as the power of the fart never settled down. Her pillows were blown off the bed as the force moved back towards them within the rippling blankets. After nearly an entire minute, Jenny's bowels finally finished with a tiny toot.

Jenny sighed, but was soon fanning in front of her face as the smell filled her nostrils. It filled her entire room, it's thick and pungent aroma taking up all the air. The air vents would take care of it, no doubt distribute the smell to the rest of the crew, but no matter how bad it smelled, at some point, Jenny found herself smiling at herself. She had no idea her gas was so strong, and was tempted to ask Blinky if they could somehow develop it into a weapon to use against the toads.

"Willy?" her praise to her own flatulence came to an end though as she realized someone else was no doubt taking the worst of the smell. Jenny had no idea; Willy had been thrown out like a rag doll by the most powerful wind he had ever been hit by. Even worse, this wind was and even when on the bed it blew right in his face, along with the rest of his body. The force of the fart caused WIlly to remain pinned just below Jenny's caboose, forcing him to breathe and smell everything that came out of there. How he hadn't suffocated was anyone's guess, but as Jenny turned around, she saw the boy was still breathing, and simply near comatose.

Now, about getting him back to normal...