Vaporeon Bubbles

>The hot summer sun had started it’s retreat into the horizon, and the sky turned all shades of orange and purple
>As the air started to cool slightly, you were drawn to the loud splashing beside you
>Poking her head from the water was your vaporeon girlfriend, smiling like usual while she held her heavy gut
>”Waiting to swim after you eat is bullshit, some come on in here with me!”
>The fins on her head flexed back and forth to wave you into the pool
>Flashing her a look like you even had to think about it, she kicked her legs excitedly as you pulled yourself over the side into the hot tub
>Yet she winced for a moment from all the movement, hands holding her stomach as it churned and bubbled with a watery growl
>”Oh man, I’m starting to think I overdid it on the burgers… or maybe the baked beans… or maybe it was all the onions I piled on…”
>Looking up blankly at the sunset, she tore her mind from her thoughts as she effortlessly glided to you even in the confined space of the tub
>Resting in a sitting position, she swam over to lay her back in your lap and look up mischievously
>”How about we turn on the jets?”
>You answer her plainly without thinking
>”You know they’ve been busted for a while, I’ll fix them wh-“
>She silences you for a moment by flexing her thick tail against your legs, before squeezing an eye shut and leaning slightly
>With a bassy burble she drops a stream of bubbles against you, streaming straight out of her blueberry backside with impressive volume
>The chlorine does little to mask the plume of acrid onion gas that washed over your face, but she lays back limp against your body with a heavy sigh
>”Woooh, that felt great…”
>Her stomach filled the temporary silence with another angry grumbling remark
>”…even if that was just a teaser.”
>Even if her farts could make a grown man cry more than any of the onions she ate, you remained firm under her bubbling butt
>Watching her eyes reflect the sky, you simply put a hand under head, and lifted her for a kiss
>Yet you had your own teasing to do
>Still locking lips, you placed an open palm on her tumultuous tummy, and pushed down
>Sure enough her tail went rigid as her legs parted slightly to allow this mammoth fart to barrel out of her
>Underneath the storm of bubbles rising out of her like a geyser and furiously frothing the surface of the water, you could faintly hear her moan in surprised relief straight into your mouth
>The forced fart raged on twice as long as the previous casual one, easily replacing any previously breathable air with the remains of her heavy dinner
>Once it quieted to a faint rumble between her buns, you pulled back from the kiss gasping for her rather aromatic oxygen substitute
>Doing the same she wrapped her arms around the back of your head before panting out
>”Ha, haaa, you better warn me next time… or else I’m going to drag that pretty head of yours straight underwater… with only my ass to breathe.”