Jack released another fart, just to see if it got a reaction out of his mommy. When it didn't, he knew she had passed out. Despite this, Jack kept her in his diaper for a while, still farting and even wiggling on top of her.
Then he had an idea. One that made sure Kathy would have to smell the farts whenever she woke up. He got up with another foul toot leaving his rear as he grabbed the jar he had in his room to keep marbles and such. He dumped the toys out and fished mommy from the back of his diaper, and plopped her in.
Feeling his tummy grumble with more gas, he took his diaper off to ensure Kathy suffered as much as possible by being as close to the stinky source, and sat on the jar, his entire rear filling the lid, ensuring there was no air besides his farts.
"Oh mommy, I bet you'll be scared when you wake up... but don't worry! I give you plenty of air," he taunted his unconscious parent-turned-toy as a rumbling poot left his butt, completely filling the jar with his disgusting toot.
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