(WARNING: This story contains M/F farting, stuffing, bloating, and a big fucken borger!)
 
 
  “All you have to do is eat the whole thing in less than sixty minutes.” Said Haru Okumura, pushing the plate closer to her guest. On it sat a burger, one so enormous that it eclipsed both of their heads. The curly-haired ginger merely smiled, her cheeks accented with pink as she looked at the boy across from her. His grey eyes stared back, gazing with both eagerness and concern. “I’m sure you can do that, Ren.”
 
 
  Ren and Haru were currently sitting in Big Bang Burger, a restaurant chain owned by Haru’s father. Ever since learning of her parentage, as well as her disdain for the business itself, he had refused to go there out of respect. But to his surprise, his newfound girlfriend had asked that they not only eat there but that they do this special challenge. In particular, eating an enormous burger.
 
 
  Ren stared at the sandwich on his plate. It definitely lived up to his expectations. He wasn’t sure he could even get halfway in an hour! Ren had heard about the challenge before, seeing posters for it and hearing wayward conversations during the day. But he never gave it a try, partially because he wasn’t sure he could do it and partially because he really needed to save money. Buying so many supplies for their Mementos runs was draining his bank account. Thankfully, Haru was able to let him try free, so he was pretty much obligated to do it.
 
 
  From Ren’s eyes, Haru could tell that he wasn’t too thrilled about this. They’d gone on restaurant dates before, but he was always very conservative with his meal choices. He always bought small portions, ate half, and then brought the left home. She was told that he was a big eater at buffets, but for some reason that never translated to restaurants.
 
 
Thinking about that broke Haru’s heart. She was rich, living a life of privilege and splendor. She could splurge on as much food as she wanted without having to care, especially with her father being a fast-food mogul. She wasn’t going to let her boyfriend starve himself! Ren deserved to be pampered. He worked so hard with very little rest. He spent every waking minute running around doing errands. Haru would do everything in her power to let him get the leisure he deserved!
 
 
Truth be told, Haru’s intentions weren’t entirely altruistic. Sincerely she wanted to make Ren happy, but she also got a personal benefit from it. Big Bang Burger was notorious for two things: early-onset diabetes and mild intestinal distress. The bathrooms were a minefield and the source of many HR complaints. Employees dreaded the task of cleaning it up, as for some odd reason, the polite people of Japan lost all of their humanity upon entering.
 
 
  The Challenge, however, was a different story altogether. It wasn’t every day that people tried (and usually failed) taking it on, but employees were constantly trained on the strict protocol for when it was. Sit the customer right next to the restrooms, give them plenty of water to prevent dehydration, put an empty trash can by their side, and call the plumbing company in advance. Most importantly, however, was do NOT let any other customers into the bathroom. No matter how much they complained, how much they kicked and screamed and threatened to call the Better Business Bureau, they were strict about keeping the bathroom exclusive to the challenger.
 
 
  It was a devious, depraved, and ridiculous plan, but Haru couldn’t help herself. Despite her demure and feminine personality, she had an odd fascination with everything scatological. Since childhood, she had an attraction for farts, something that evolved from an interest into a full-blown fetish by the time she came of age. This was the only way she could think of to satisfy that primal urge inside her. And it came with the benefit of Ren having a good meal, so she didn’t have to feel guilty about it.
 
 
  Ren held the burger in his hands. It was surprisingly lighter than he expected. Lettuce, tomatoes, several pickle chips, caramelized onions, two enormous patties, a mountain of half-melted cheese, and a mixture of ‘special sauce’ stared back at him. Ren looked up at Haru, seeing her gentle eyes staring back at him. Her beautiful, crystal clear face was looking at him with anticipation. She cocked her head to the side and smiled, inspiring him to take his first bite.
 
 
  Ren slowly took his first bite. His teeth effortlessly tore through the sesame seed bun, severing a chunk of well-done meat and iceberg lettuce. Along with it came a slice of tomato and a few slivers of a pickle. He lapped the amalgam of foodstuffs with his tongue, coating it in bits of meat and special sauce. He had never experienced such a diversity of flavors, all meshing into one as they coated his taste buds. To think that something so divine was being sold at a fast food place!
 
 
  He looked up from his gargantuan meal to see Haru. From behind the guise of her hands, he could see her sheepish grin. He was skeptical about this at first, but the taste was so captivating that this sounded like a piece of cake! Even if he failed the challenge, he was getting a free meal out of it, so it was a win-win no matter what. Joker took a brief moment to calm himself, before pouncing and chowing down.
 
 
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  Haru stood up in surprise. Shock overtook her. She couldn’t get out any words, only stuttering gasps. It had to be fake. Her eyes had to be deceiving her. The events she just witnessed were no doubt hallucinations of some kind. But as she stared at the sight before her, it became impossible to deny. “Oh my god…” She slowly sat down, struggling to accept everything that was happening. “It can’t be…”
 
 
  “H-holy shit! He actually did it!’
 
 
  “Someone finished the Big Bang Burger Challenge?!”
 
 
  “How is that possible?!”
 
 
  A crowd had formed around the two. This was a sacred challenge. Lying about its completion was like a felony to the Big Bang Burger employees. But to their surprise, it was all true. Sitting before them was the young man, Ren Amamiya, rubbing his stomach and licking the leftover sauce off his fingers. A mere teenager had surmounted their holy trial! And he did it all in only thirty minutes!
 
 
  “Ren, are you okay?” Haru asked, leaning forward and gingerly placing a hand on his stomach. Slowly, he placed his hand on hers and gave her a reassuring nod. She had intended for him to quit ten or fifteen minutes in. That more or less guaranteed a half an hour of toilet time. That was more than enough for her to get her dubious rocks off. But eating the whole thing in such a short amount of time was not what she expected in the slightest!
 
 
  Ren was awarded a plaque, a gift card, a picture on the wall, and the number of a hospital where he could get his stomach pumped. He felt honored to receive such high accommodations for what to him was an easy victory. He bowed as Haru escorted him to her limousine. They sat in the backseat, raising the window so that the driver would be unable to hear them. Haru couldn’t keep her eyes off of Ren’s extended stomach, questioning how it could possibly hold so much food inside without bursting.
 
 
  She was starting to feel guilty about this. There were already ethical problems with the idea of forcing someone to overeat just so you could listen to the aftermath. But this was supposed to be a small, one-time deal. A little experiment that she would never have to repeat. But things had gone way too far, and Haru feared what the consequences could be. Eating that much in that little time would no doubt have detrimental effects on his stomach! She couldn’t bear the thought of accidentally hurting him.
 
 
  “Ren, I want to apologize for-” Haru was interrupted by what sounded like an explosion. The car’s seats vibrated as the rumbling blast continued. From the shocked expression on Ren’s face and the thick smell that had already begun filling the car, she could tell it was a fart. Haru’s cheeks gained a red tinge as she watched her boyfriend’s embarrassed reaction. “O-oh my!”
 
 
  The fart continued for far longer than any Haru had ever done. It was like the farts in the videos she would watch. Hearing and smelling one was a surreal experience, like seeing a celebrity in person or visiting a landmark you had only seen on television. Normally she could only imagine what those things were like. She could surmise how badly the gas in pornography smelled like. Now she was witnessing it for real.
 
 
  The fart petered out until it was nothing but a quiet puff of air. Those few seconds were enough to send Haru’s mind wild. It took all of her self control to not take a deep sniff and breathe it all in. She had to secretly take in the scent, which was something akin to an overturned dumpster filled with rotting meat. On the outside, she looked like a shocked and disgusted royal, but on the inside, she felt like a giddy little girl again.
 
 
  But Ren did not feel the same excitement. The whole experience caused him nothing but distress. In fact, he couldn’t even face Haru anymore. He was looking away, hiding his face and clutching his stomach. All she could see was his bright red cheek, a single tear trailing down to his neck. “Ren…?” She asked, inching closer to him. “Ren, what’s wrong?”
 
 
  To Ren, this was the end of his life. He had done something so disgusting in an enclosed space with his girlfriend. To a rich girl like her, he was nothing but a low-class slob. Ren had a lot of pride. He enjoyed masquerading as the charismatic Joker, easily besting Shadows and people alike. But no matter what mask he wore, he would never be able to do something like this with a clear conscience.
 
 
  “Ren, it’s okay,” Haru said, gently placing a hand on his stomach. “It’s okay…” He looked at her as if he was about to say something, but Haru’s finger blocked his lips. “I understand why you’d feel upset… but… it’s okay. It-it smells atrocious… but I don’t mind it.” Ren tried to speak, but his words came out as nonsensical rambling. “Everything is okay. The driver can’t smell because we have the barrier up. If you’re worried about the smell, we can open the windows. And if you’re embarrassed about me being here… I don’t mind.”
 
 
  Ren was shocked. They were still in the early phases of their relationship. Most people took months or even years before they were comfortable with even small farts, but Haru seemed fine with his titanic outburst. He wanted so desperately to apologize and make things up to her, but she wouldn’t let him get out a word.
 
 
  “R-Ren… the way I see it, love is about being your true self. It’s about taking off the mask and showing your significant other who you are inside. And if they truly love you, they’ll accept that and do the same. I’ve bared my heart and soul to you, and I think that this is you doing the same thing.” Ren felt her hand gently rubbing up and down his aching, bloated belly. “I’m seeing you at your most vulnerable and human state. And that shows you trust me, so right now, I know for sure that you love me.”
 
 
  His face became even redder. Haru was such a romantic sometimes! He hadn’t considered that, as silly as it is, this was an extreme display of affection. He was showing her just how comfortable he was around her. Even though it was an accident, he was starting to feel like he had made the right choice to let loose.
 
 
  Haru hadn’t stopped her massaging of his stomach. Her soft, dainty hands rubbed all over his chubby abdomen. She was carefully kneading the gas bubbles until they were smaller and more manageable. She wanted her baby to keep farting for her, but she didn’t want him to be in pain the whole time. “Ready?” She asked, giving him a gentle kiss on the cheek. Ren nodded with a smile, ready to cut another one. She added a bit more pressure, pushing out a much shorter but equally as rancid blast.
 
 
  It wasn’t as loud, long, or powerful as his first one, but she could still get that faint smell of digested meat. She wanted to smile freely and compliment him on how impressive they were, but it was important that she continue playing her part. “My, those do smell a bit bad… I’ll advise the chauffeur to spray the limousine before we use it again.”
 
 
Haru inched closer, planting a kiss on his cheek. She laughed as she saw how red he got. "You're getting so flustered from just my kisses." She closed her eyes, moving in for another peck. To her surprise, she felt Ren's hands pull her closer as he kissed her on the lips. To her surprise, she pushed down on his stomach, all of her weight going into her hands.
 
 
The fart sounded like a nuclear blast as it blew against the leather seats. The harsh sound shocked them both, causing Ren to fall over and Haru to land on top of him. Ren's bloated stomach managed to block the position from getting too risque, but it was still the most intimate moment of contact they had shared.
 
 
Haru climbed off of him. "Ahh, I'm sorry, Ren! I-I didn't mean to-" To her surprise, Ren had a pained look on his face. He seemed to wince as he rubbed his own stomach. "Oh my… Are you okay?" Haru gasped. "I pushed too hard, didn't I? Oh, that last one must have hurt coming out…"
 
 
Ren was aching from the cramps. His last blast burned as it came out, and letting so much go at once sent his stomach into a tizzy. He was struggling to get comfortable. Every move sent pain throughout his body. He laid back on the seat and hoped that it would help things at least a little bit.
 
 
Haru could see how rough this was on him. She felt a pang of regret for having caused such a problem. She couldn't bear to see him suffer any longer. She grabbed his legs and lifted them slowly. Ren blushed, covering his face in his hands. He was stuck in such a depraved position, with his ass facing towards Haru. She would be getting the full brunt of everything if he let something out.
 
 
"Relax yourself, dear. Let it all go. I know this position is...embarrassing, but it's the best way for you to let your gas out.” Haru’s hands went down to his stomach, her fingers rubbing up on his soft stomach. Her touch brought out big puffs of hot gas, seamlessly sliding out with no restraint. “This is called the ‘wind-relieving pose’ for a reason…” She giggled, relishing in the odor.
 
 
  Ren’s face softened as he was able to relieve himself. Haru’s impromptu yoga was making it easy for him to let it loose, easing the pressure on his body. She was a miracle worker. Ren had never felt so close to somebody before. He could really tell that she cared. He would have gotten up for another kiss if it wouldn’t cause a massive shift in his stomach. Ren was able to smoothly pass for over ten minutes until the limo suddenly came to a halt.
 
 
  Haru was quick to get her boyfriend seated properly. She took a comb and a mirror out of her purse and swiftly got her hair in order. Facing so much wind has nearly ruined her outfit. But Haru wasn’t too concerned with appearances, and a slightly disheveled dress was worth the experience leading up to it. She smiled, giving Ren another kiss on the cheek as the chauffeur opened their door.
 
 
  “Right this way, miss-” They could see him try not to gag, “-Miss Okumura.” Haru and Ren both stepped out, walking into Haru’s lavish home hand-in-hand. Once they were alone, her hand moved to his stomach again. “Do you have more,” she asked, looking longingly into his grey eyes. He gave her a slow nod before he moved in for another kiss.