The Farting Giantess - Part 5
For the next half hour, Christina was walking down both 4th and King Streets before walking onto the freeway. For her, it took a bit to get used to the various road surfaces, which occasionally cracked underneath her immense weight. She was a big girl in her normal life, but as a 175-foot giantess, she was beyond measurements. Her gas valve had been turned off momentarily as the gas-producing process began anew with more of the chili that she had eaten. The worst part about Christina’s farts were that they lasted most of the day, one meal could supply her with farts to last the day, three meals and that equates to more farts spread out at various parts. 30 bowls of chili were enough to have her fart large and juicy rippers for a couple of days. Her stomach had felt at ease but she could sense the bubbling going on within her, more rotten gas was being produced, it was only a matter of time.
Back in the helicopter that carried Bill, Parker and Tim, both Bill and Tim were starting