All set for the pool in my tiny bikini that hugs every thick curve. Suddenly my belly starts rumbling hard from breakfast, pressure building fast until I can’t ignore it anymore and rush to the toilet still in my swimsuit. I pull the bottoms aside, sit down with legs spread, and finally let everything go in massive, deep, bassy farts that thunder out one after another, my cheeks vibrating on the seat as wave after wave of warm gas explodes free. The bloated feeling melts away with each powerful rip, leaving me sighing in total relief while the bathroom fills with my natural stink, bikini still on like I almost made it to the pool.