Location: Vladivostok, Primorsky Krai, Russia
Time: August 5, 2015. 01:30 P.M. (Vladivostok Time)
What will the outcome of the battle be? Who will win?
There was no time to think about that, because no thoughts could be conceived in that small amount of time, Ekaterina released her first fart of the game.
Being the first fart, it wasn't that bad (compared to those of the day before), but it was still pretty intense, and Dmitry's tolerance had been decreased from the last day. Prolonged exposure could cause nausea, tearing of the eyes, headaches or loss of sleep. And that was only her first fart. Their experience told them that the smell of Ekaterina's farts would grow stinkier as time went by, before finally disappearing.
One minute isn't prolonged exposure, but Dmitry was starting to get a little disgusted from the smell, as it was very smelly. He still could stand that.
"Yay! You won the first round! Are you happy?", asked Ekaterina, smiling.
"It wasn't difficult at all! I was weak yesterday, but now I'm not!", replied Dmitry.
"This was just my first fart! Of course you could stand that! Try enduring my tenth or fifteenth fart! I'm sure you can't do that!", said Ekaterina, proud of herself.
"We'll see!", said Dmitry.
"Well, you can train yourself by letting me fart in your face my second and third farts, is that ok?", asked Ekaterina, knowing that Dmitry couldn't stand that.
"In my... fa... face?", said Dmitry, a bit anxious. He remembered well the time she tried to fart in his face, the putrid, pungent and irritating smell of rotten eggs was too close to his nose, there was no way he could breathe that. Still, he agreed, because he thought he got stronger than the day before.
"Of course it is!", said Dmitry, even though he was scared as hell.
"Lay down, then. Prepare to smell pure sulphuric gases!", said Ekaterina, giggling, knowing the power she had. Even Dmitry knew the power she had, and that was why he was scared.
Ekaterina put her butt in his nose. She was wearing some shorts leggings, so the smell wasn't weakened that much. Dmitry's heart beat started to rise fast, at least 120 bpm, and that made him breathe faster than before. Breathing faster wasn't a good thing, in this occasion. His nose was pressed against her shorts, so, as soon as she farted, he would smell the torturing gas directly. Again, he didn't have the time to think very much about this, because, even without warning, a fart escaped from Ekaterina's butt.
PRRRFFFFFFFFF
It was a rather short fart. The noise part lasted 0.3 seconds and the silent part lasted 0.6 seconds, so that lasted 0.9 seconds in total. Needless to say, Dmitry lasted more or less 0.1 seconds, turning his head away from her ass, sitting up on the bed and running "away" (he was still in the room). Being farted in his face was still impossible for him.
"MY EYES!", Dmitry started complaining. The smell was so pungent that as soon as it went in his eyes, he closed them and he could feel them burning. The same feeling went to his nose, but it was much more intense. He didn't even breathe. He definitely lost his appetite after that. He could even feel having some digestive upset. Smelling her farts so close was seriously awful.
"I see, you're still a little weak. Don't worry, you can still put your head on my legs, if you want. If that's the best thing for you... otherwise, I can trap you in the blanket or inside the wardrobe. You choose", said Ekaterina, as he was getting worried for him.
"I'LL PUT MY HEAD ON YOUR LEGS, PLEASE!", begged Dmitry. Ekaterina agreed, but she told him her farts would get stinkier and that he won't be able to stand them after her 10th fart. He disagreed, and replied that he would even stand her 20th fart and beyond. He put his head on her legs, as she had to fart again.
"This is my third fart, I think it will be stinkier than the last one, but don't worry, you're not putting your nose too close, right?", Ekaterina said, laughing.
PRRRRRRRRRTFFF
The loud part lasted for 0.9 seconds and the silent part lasted for 0.3 seconds. Her farts were getting longer. It lasted 1.2 seconds of total lenght. That noise made Ekaterina giggle and Dmitry get a little nervous.
It smelled (and sounded) like someone drilled a rotten egg under his head. The stench was starting to get irritating, and sure he didn't want to eat eggs for a while. The dizziness was getting more real, this time.
"It's starting to get stinky, eh? This is nothing, smell this one!"
PRRRRRRRRRRRRFFFFFF
This one lasted 2 full seconds (1.2 loud, 0.8 silent). It was stinkier than the last one, but the differences between consecutive farts were getting narrower.
The symptoms of the last farts were getting stronger, particularly the dizziness and nausea. It was beginning to feel like that fart was scratching his skin, but it was a very light feeling. Breathing was getting more difficult.
"And this is still nothing, my farts are always getting stinkier! You won't stand them after my tenth, you'll see!", said Ekaterina, proudly.
"Imagine if the Police punished criminals making them smell my farts for a year, there would be less in the world!", continued Ekaterina, loving the fact she was so strong.
Dmitry coughed, then replied: "Well... that's torture, human rights abuse!", and then he smiled a little. He tried to be funny, but the rotten smell was keeping his smile away.
"I'd do that anyway! The world would be cleaner. If I'll work in the Police, I'll ask if I can do that!", said Ekaterina, still giggling. She thought it would be a great thing and that she'd save the world with her farting powers. She was only 15, she didn't know what the world exactly was.
For her, that was the smell of victory. The smell of hope. The hope of the future. The future of working in the jail, punishing the criminals. Then she thought: "Why am I thinking about this? I'm not like this, I'm a good girl, I'd never harm anyone, I'm confused..."
Dmitry was thinking: "She's getting a little violent thoughts, how can she think something like that? That's not what she used to be!"
Then, they both realized that sentence was part of the game. Ekaterina was getting excited about her powers and started saying something like that, but she wouldn't actually do that. They both realized it and stopped worrying about that.
"Hey you! You killed innocent people! Now, this is the price you'll pay!", said Ekaterina, joking (and Dmitry knew it), smiling and then giggling.
PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF
This was a silent one, but the smell was very rancid. Every fart of Ekaterina smelled like sulphur and rotten eggs, and this was not an exception, but this one had an acidic smell added to it, with a hint of diarrhea's smell, even thought sulphur and rotten eggs predominated the smell. The stink was vomit-inducing, and breathing was like having a rock on your chest. Dmitry was getting irritated by the smell. He could easily see it as a punishment for a criminal. It was totally unpleasant.
"Don't move! I'll have another one soon. Meanwhile, just take it! Maybe you'll stop killing people then!", said Ekaterina. She was imagining Dmitry was a criminal teen that needed to be punished. Dmitry was imagining Ekaterina as a jail staff that was punishing him because he was a bully that killed other teenagers. They were both in that game, but Dmitry's suffering was real. That stench reeked obnoxiously.
"Here's another one coming! You'll have to smell at least ten of my farts, even if they're so stinky you'll cry, ok?", said Ekaterina.
PRRRRRRRRRRRR
This was a totally loud one and lasted 1.3 seconds. Her farts were always getting stinkier. This fart had more of an acidic smell compared to the last one. The hint of diarrhea was stronger, it smelt like there was some diarrhea in those rotten eggs. Dmitry didn't know why he could stand that so long, but he was glad he was winning. His face was getting impregnated by the smell, and her farts were far from finished.
"Here's my seventh fart! It's a lucky number, you sinner!", said Ekaterina
PRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
This was a loud fart again but it lasted 1.6 seconds and had a higher sound than the last fart. The odor of diarrhea was as noticeable as the rotten eggs, now. Every breath felt like he was taking a punch in his chest, and he was breathing always less than before, to the point he wasn't breathing anymore and had to give up. The overwheling stench of diarrhea and sulphur was too much for him, and he stood up.
Unfortunately, as soon as he stood up, Ekaterina put her hands on his face and made him lie down again, saying "You can't escape from jail!". She was still playing, but Dmitry wasn't.
"Please! I'm not playing this criminal game anymore! Let me go!", told him.
"Uh, sorry...", said Ekaterina.
His eyes were tearing so much, and he could feel his lungs burning and his head spinning. That would definitely had been a bad punishment for criminals and bullies.
He lost his seventh round. Ekaterina was right, he couldn't stand after her 10th fart. 7 was a lucky number for her, but an unlucky number for him.
"Let me breathe some minutes, please! We'll play this game later!", begged Dmitry.
Ekaterina agreed, but she didn't open the windows because she wanted the smell to be trapped inside her room. It was seriously disgusting, and some sensitive people would have puked smelling it. Dmitry was starting to accept the fact he couldn't win, but he decided to try as much as he could to win, because he wanted those 400 Rubles she promised. Getting them was really hard, this game wasn't easy at all, because that smell was totally afwul.
"Let's play Tetris!", suggested Ekaterina, meanwhile Dmitry was recovering from the stench.
"That's ok! Maybe today I'll beat you!", said Dmitry.
They both knew it was impossible for him to beat her, but he tried anyway. He couldn't beat her at Tetris, at the farting game, at Call Of Duty: she was better than him in everything, at least that's what Dmitry thought. Dmitry was feeling inferior to her, but he still respected her. He wanted to be like her. He started trying to play Tetris.
Will he win Tetris? Will he win the farting game? This story will tell.