But I don’t always love living with my fetish as an IBS girlie. No kink is without any downside, in my opinion. Even farts have their respective cons - at least from the perspective of the farter (me).

For one, bloating. Partly a turn-on, partly a pressure point. I will say that it feels so fucking satisfying when the opportunity comes to finally get the gas out. 😩

Another? Knowing that if I’m really gassy I have to cancel plans. I’ll be too distracted figuring out where I can discreetly let loose to have a good time with my friends. Seeing someone walk through your fart cloud you attempted very hard to isolate is SO EMBARRASSING!

Worst of all, BAD smells. I can only feel my nostrils burn for so long. I’ve been trying to figure out why no matter what I eat the smell would change… 🤢 It is very hard to dispute its presence, but no one’s called me out on it yet.

I hope to continue falling under the radar but these past few days have been so difficult. I do think that my appearance and style help dissuade the connection, but I worry a few people already know my secret… 🫣