It was late, the whole house was quiet, and my tummy had bee..
Added 2025-07-20 11:06:38 +0000 UTCIt was late, the whole house was quiet, and my tummy had been rumbling all evening… so I snuck off for a hot, steamy shower before bed, hoping it’d settle me down. The second I stepped into the warmth, I felt that familiar pressure deep in my belly. And as the water poured down my back and the steam started rising, I let out the first fart, soft, slow, and so unbelievably eggy. 😮💨
The heat just amplified it. That stink didn’t go anywhere, it wrapped around me like a thick, invisible fog. I stood there with the water pounding my shoulders while these silent, bubbly farts kept slipping out… and every single one was worse than the last. It was like all that gas had been waiting until I was trapped, naked and wet, with nowhere to run.
The steam made everything stronger. The smell clung to my skin, filled up the shower, and I could feel it curling under my nose with every breath. I bent down to wash my legs and another one hissed out, warm and low, and the heat made it instantly unbearable. It was honestly kind of gross how much I loved it… just kneeling there, cheeks spread slightly, farts slipping out while the hot water rushed between my thighs.
The night was so quiet but in that little steamy space, it felt like my own dirty little world. I imagined you being right outside the bathroom door, breathing it in through the crack, hard and desperate to come join me. You’d lose your mind in there with how thick the air was. Late night showers might just be my new favorite thing… especially when I’m this gassy. 🤭
