Sprinkle Freak rushes into the bathroom, afraid she's going to mess herself. With the strength of this gas - big, loud, and echoing in the bowl - she's shocked its just farts and not more. Sprinkle Freak is never afraid to share her thoughts, even when all alone, but the blasts from her ass are even louder. She thinks she's all done, wipes and stands up - only to feel one more rumbling in her tummy. As the toilet flushes, she expels the last of her rotting stink - for now, anyway...