For the next two hours, Mew and I cuddled up together and watched our favorite comedy film. Sometimes I think she gets more of a laugh out of it than I do, but it’s nice to unwind after a long busy day at the office with some silly flick. Throughout the movie, I’d hear her belly gurgle and rumble frequently. She kept to her word about holding anymore toots in while we enjoyed the movie. Once the credits had began rolling, Mew leaned her head further against my side, nuzzling me affectionately.
“Movie’s over,” Mew said in her sweet gentle sounding voice. “Is it just me, or does it get a little bit funnier each time I watch it?” she asked.
I smirked and leaned down to give her a kiss on her soft furry head, then reached a hand up and scritched in between her ears.
“I think you definitely are more amused by that kind of humor than I am,” I said, as I stopped scritching her on the head and began caressing down her back.
Mew tilted her head back as she had a long yawn, then floated over into my lap where she curled up and started to doze off.
“You getting sleepy there, Mew?” I asked, looking down at her, watching her eyelids flutter as she fought to keep them open. She leaned her head into my lap and nuzzled me again.
“A little,” she whispered. As she finished, I could hear her tummy make another gurgling sound. I was so eager for another round of her smelly toots, I just had to pop the question.
“Do you still gotta fart some more…?” I asked nervously, my hands were already starting to quiver again with excitement at the thought as I reached down and petted her on her back.
Mew rose her head up from getting comfortable in my lap and smiled long and wide at me, her eyes still looked fatigued but it was almost like me asking about it gave her some energy back. I guess we both were pretty excited about the idea of letting off more toots. 
“Lots more, but I’m not sure if you can handle them all,” she said.
I scoffed, widening my eyes at her. “You kidding me, Mew? You think I can’t take it?”
She shut her eyes and giggled, uncurling her body, and floated up in front of me. She turned around and looked over her shoulder, wiggling her butt at me playfully. I awaited for her to back up to my face so I could get more toots right in my nose, but she all of a sudden stopped shaking her butt and looked down the hall towards the bedroom.
“Can we do this in the bedroom? Because after I run out, I think I’m gonna go to sleep…” she said, her voice still calm sounding as ever.
I looked up in the direction of our room too, seeing the dark unlit room with the open doorway that was a straight shot from the living room.
“Of course we can, Mew,” I said happily, slowly pulling myself to my feet and escorting Mew down the hall with me to the bedroom.
Once in the room, I twisted the knob on our dresser lamp and illuminated one half of the room with a nice warm, cozy light. In the center of our room up against the wall was our bed, which hadn’t been made in a few days. I took a mental note right away that tomorrow morning, me and Mew would make the bed together.
Mew floated past the door while I was turning on our lamp and flopped lightly onto the bed, kicking her legs playfully as she laid there waiting for me to come over and join her.
“Coming over?” She asked, wiggling her tail around a bit.
I sighed and blushed, bracing myself for not just more of her farts, but according to her, an awful lot more. I sauntered over to the edge of the bed and sat down, looking at Mew staring back at me with her cute eyes.
“Hey Mew… you probably haven’t ever heard of this, but… do you know what a dutch oven is?” I asked, I could feel my face blushing even harder as I got the question out.
“What’s a dutch oven?” She asked, back to rubbing her belly like earlier in the evening when she had her first round of all that gas.
“Dutch oven is where you toot under the bedsheets, and pull the covers up over my head… it… traps the smell and that’s all I’ll be able to breathe…” I explained, the more I imagined it the more aroused I became.
Mew giggled again. “That sounds like fun! But… mine are so stinky… are you sure?” she asked.
I shut my eyes and nodded slowly. I sure as hell knew her toots smelled. At this point I was just ready for them at any second.
“Yes, Mew. I could handle them before; I can take them again…” I said.
She smiled excitedly and zipped up to the pillows and plopped herself down on her side, nuzzling her head into the nice memory foam pillows we used on the bed.
“Hurry up, I gotta toot so bad…!” Mew said, her voice straining slightly as she made grabby paws at me, beckoning me to come join her further up on the bed.
Still smiling at her, I knew there wasn’t another second to waste, so I shifted my whole body around on the bed and laid down beside her, both of us were laying on our sides, facing each other. I grabbed hold of the edge of the sheets and pulled them up over the both of us, leaving our heads exposed still until she began firing off her loads of farts.
“I’m ready to dutch oven you!” she smiled, she sounded so excited about it. “Hope it isn’t too much for you!”
I smiled and reached an arm out from under the sheets to brush along her face for a moment.
“It won’t be, I promise… go on then, Mew. Let ‘em rip,” I said, giving her the go ahead to begin unleashing her stinky gas my way.
She rolled over on her other side, so her back and butt were now facing me. I watched as she leaned her whole body forward and bent her legs in as she tensed up. Then came the cute toot, muffled under the sheets, with a warm puff of air against my chest. This was no short toot; her butt shook the mattress as it emitted a long and steady fart that grew deeper in pitch and stronger as it passed. I grabbed hold of the sheets again and pulled them over our heads, much to Mew’s amusement I guess, because mid-fart, I heard her giggle again as I trapped both of our heads under the sheets.
Her first toot finally drew to a close, and as her long and loud fart died out, she gave a couple pushes to force several more cute toots my way at the end. I carefully sniffed, opening my nose up cautiously as her butt was spurting some quick weak toots. The space under the sheets was warm on my face and whole body, the smell was an incredibly potent, concentrated stench that made me think of a waste basket that hadn’t been emptied in days, but having your face right up against it, rather than smelling it from a distance.
I moaned so loud, it smelled like absolute heaven. Was that all she had, I thought to myself? She seemed to be complaining about needing to fart terribly bad, was it just one and done this time, though? 
Just as I was preparing to ask if she only had that one… the second fart came, beginning on a high pitch but quickly descending to a deep bassy toot as it gained strength. I quickly shifted my whole body further down the bed, startling her but only for a second, until my face was directly in front of her behind. I began to feel the warm moist air as she kept expelling one long heavy fart right in my face. Once more I opened my nostrils up as I felt her warm gas wafting around it, and was met with that same rancid trash bin stench. The second whiff nearly had me moaning so loudly, but I didn’t want to frighten her too much. Her second fart was still coming strong spreading so much warm gas all over my entire face, and what wasn’t going right up my nose was staying trapped with us under the bed covers.
After several more seconds, her second long toot came to an end, and the air around us under the sheets now was absolutely putrid. I couldn’t believe she seemed unfazed by how strong her farts smelled in this trapped space. Through squinted eyes, I watched her wiggle her butt at me some more and giggling about it.
“Whew! Hope it’s not too stinky for you…!” She said, still shaking her behind in my face, letting me get a nice whiff of any lingering gas coming right off her butt.
I found myself practically unable to even speak. I was so absorbed in this absolutely amazing, trapped smell, with only one place to go, and that was up my nose. I couldn’t hold myself back any longer, my head was about to burst, so I took a nice deep breath of her amazing gas and yelled.
“Aaaaaaaaaahhhhh!!” I let out a tremendous moan of pleasure, as just as I ran out, I felt her fart in my face a third time, once again starting out weak but growing fast to such a powerful long burst of gas.
I shut my eyes tight, only listening to her loud fart and feeling the warmth of her toot literally blowing out full force at my face. Mid-fart, I took such a deep sniff in through my nose, I never wanted to lose that stench. I loved it so much. Her third fart ended after what felt like the longest time, I almost was ready to ask if her third fart might have been a record.
“Ahhh… I think that was it!” Mew said, giving her butt one more wiggle. When she didn’t hear a response from me right away, she turned her head to look over her shoulder, the best she could, to see if she could see me. “Now what do we do? How long do we stay under the covers?”
I took another short breath, once again the smell was nothing short of the most concentrated, rancid stench. My voice trembled as I tried to manage a response.
“We… we stay here… as… as long as… we want…” I said, my voice had not sounded this shaken up in ages. As I finished my sentence, I drew in yet another breath, holding for a few seconds before moaning again as I exhaled.
Mew giggled again. “It’s awfully stinky, isn’t it?” She asked.
Once more I had to take several seconds to even try and speak. I couldn’t get enough of this smell. Just when I thought I was able to answer her, I immediately had to sniff her butt more. I would sigh pleasurably and moan quietly as we laid in this stink trap she created, but I just couldn’t bring myself to get more words out.
“You must really like it… you’re not saying anything!” Mew said. At last she rolled her whole body back over and scooted down the bed until she was eye level with me.
“It… smells… yeah…” I finally managed to utter a few words to her, as I was still completely savoring this moment.
She smiled, nodding for a second. “It sure does, doesn’t it? Phew…!”
I took another sniff yet again, the smell wasn’t going away, all around us was just as potent as my face being right up against her butt when she tooted.
“I could fall asleep, right here…” I moaned softly, my voice finally starting to not quiver so much as I spoke.
Mew giggled once more. “But it stinks under here! We should maybe change the sheets before bed…” she commented.
“We don’t gotta change the sheets Mew… just gotta let them air out…” I said.
She smiled at me again and came in close enough to boop me on my nose with hers, once she did she let out one more soft giggle.
“Can we do that now? It’s pretty stinky here…” She asked.
I laid there, not responding right away, but shutting my eyes and taking a few more short breaths. The putrid air still smelled as strong and fresh as ever. Finally I answered her.
“Just give me another minute…” I said softly.
She came back in close a second time and this time cuddled up against me. She tilted her head up to speak to me as I felt her soft fur against my chest. She stayed here comfortably, but didn’t say another word. I lowered my head to nuzzle hers, and started taking several short quick breaths.
“Mmmm… they smell so good…” I commented, wrapping my arms gently around her in a warm embrace.
Mew blushed so hard, hearing me compliment her on the smell. 
“Sounds like I need to start eating more of those raspberries!” She said, giggling some more. “I didn’t know you liked the smell so much!”
I nodded again, planting a small kiss on her head between her ears.
“I’ll pick some more up, next time I head to the store…” I whispered.
We laid there together under the sheets for another few minutes, until Mew finally had enough of being trapped with her flatulence. We finally threw the bed covers off our bodies and sat up on the bed, finally able to breathe in fresh air for the first time in what felt like forever, but was actually only about 5 minutes! Her farts must have just been that strong! Well, I can confirm they were. I can also confirm that, despite how much I loved that experience, I had to step outside my apartment for a quick walk around the block one time, just to breathe in some fresh outdoor air, after what I just had to breathe in over and over again!
Such is my life! Living alone in my small one bedroom apartment with my best friend in the whole world. Best friend who just happens to have uncontrollable gas when she fills up on store bought raspberries!