Banana

WARNING: DO IT. YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO.
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“Phew, finally done,” James said as he looked around his newly moved in home, which was currently filled with boxes and poorly placed furniture. With his new promotion, he was finally able to trade in his two room hell hole apartment for a two floor town house. And after he paid the moving crew, he stopped and took an apple from the welcome home basket his parents left and sat on his couch to soak in his surroundings and overall accomplishment. But his peace was interrupted by the doorbell as his head shot up in confusion as to who it could possibly be.
“Hello!?” James shouted at the door, as his overly paranoid mind raced with ideas of a thief skulking outside, and the fact that he didn’t get any response didn’t exactly ease his mind either as he grabbed the closest thing to him while walking up to the now ominous looking door. As he tore open the door with his eyes closed tightly and a spatula clenched in his hand over his head, intimidating wasn’t exactly the first thing that would have come to mind if anyone was there to see it.
“Huh…?” James sighed as he slowly opened his eyes and saw a large refrigerator sized box sitting on the steps in front of him. “I guess the moving crew forgot something,” James thought out loud as he pushed the heavy box into his house, but once he finally got it inside, he started wondering what he owned that was that big in the first place considering the fact that the house came with a refrigerator already. His overactive imagination began running away from him again as he suspected the box to possibly be a bomb and cautiously pressed his ear against the box to see if he could hear ticking. But to his surprised he heard snoring, and once he realized that someone might be trapped in the box he ran around his house searching for something sharp to free the person within it.

“Hey, are you okay in there? Hold on I’ll get you out,” James shouted at the box in front of him as he cut through the tape with the scissors he found, once he opened up the box he felt a rush of nearly visible humid air blow past him as he looked over the sleeping female figure presumably trapped inside. And with the box finally open he noticed his yells were unnoticed as she continued to snore loudly and drool slightly, all while hundreds of questions raced through his head, like why is this girl in a box? Why was the box at my door? Who put her in the box? And, what was that god awful smell spilling from the depths of the box? But his mind went blank as she slowly woke up and made eye contact with James. It was then that the mysterious girl quickly wiped the drool from her mouth and smiled as she clasped her hands together behind her back as if to greet him without words. Yet what she did more than anything else was thrust herself into the dim light, displaying her naked body to James as he fought hard to not look. Her body was immaculate, and had the curves of an hourglass as her large plush breasts smoothly transitioned into her small waste only to billow out once more into her hefty yet firm thighs that teased James’s imagination as to the size of her behind. There was something else grasping James’s attention though, she was irrefutably beautiful and seemed sweet and innocent enough, but her skin was yellow.

“Why are you…?” James said only to fail to complete his thought as he mentally debated on whether to ask why she was naked, in a box, yellow, smiling, or in his house. The mystery girl’s curiosity was peaked as she took a step closer to James to listen in on what he planned on asking her, causing James to take a step back in response, to avoid whatever sickness she might have. But she only saw this as a game and took another step towards him, once again forcing James to take a step back, making the yellow girl giggle as she continued to walk towards James. This continued till the girl stopped in her tracks and smirked devilishly at James, sending a chill down his spine as he tried to figure out what she was thinking. She then raised her hands, looking as if she was getting ready to pounce on him, but before James could go anywhere the yellow skinned girl sprung. And her predator-like pounce, how James saw it, was in fact nothing more than a playfully exaggerated hug, a hug that ended up sending them both to the ground. And once James opened his eyes he saw nothing but white as the mysterious girl’s long white hair cascaded over his face. He tried to brush it from his face but his arms were still hopelessly locked within the mystery girl’s bear hug, a hug that James didn’t exactly mind as he felt the girl’s plump and hefty chest pressing firmly against his. To get his sight back though, he began blowing her hair from his face and was rewarded with the awesome glimpse of her butt, which extruded itself from her lower back and nearly took up the entire width of his torso. His aw was caught short however as she released him and looked down at him with a victorious smile as if she won the game she thought they were playing. But, the girl’s large breasts that jiggled slightly as she fidgeted whilst sitting on James’s chest distracted him from her victory a bit, and although he tried not to stare, the yellow girl noticed him eyeing her chest. She then appeared to be confused as she tilted her head and wondered why his focus was on her boobs and not on the fact that he lost their game, which lead her to look down at them and cup them, only to release them and let them bounce slightly. All while James’s face went red and began fighting to keep eye contact with her as she looked back at her butt and began to smirk a bit as another idea popped into her head.

In an instant she readjusted herself on top of James, so fast in fact that he remained helpless under the thin yet voluptuous yellow girl as her shins rested on his arms and her hands on his thighs. She had him pinned as she experimented with his reaction to her other eye catching attribute being her wide hips and rotund buns, which were a bit intimidating at James’s position. As he looked up he got the best view he could of asked for of the behind that earlier only existed in his imagination, and his glimpse now evolved into a front row seat to the mystery girl’s jiggling globe-like cheeks as she hung her butt about an inch or two from his face. The sight left James speechless to say the least, but his sense of smell wasn’t getting the same satisfaction as an atrocious yet familiar odor seemed to be emitting from the depths of the deep crack in front of him. It was then that James realized that he recognized the smell from the nauseating aroma that spilled from the girl’s box when he freed her from it, meaning that the jostling buns inches from his face must be the concentrated origin to that odor. Yet it was hard for James to even take the smell coming from the girl into consideration as she hung what was the most emasculate and thick rear end just above his head as if she was teasing him. But to her, she just wanted to see how he’d react to a more endowed feature of her body after witnessing him practically drool over her boobs. James didn’t disappoint her either as she looked over her shoulder and saw James in complete aw over what was in front of him, making the girl giggle, and finding it fun to get a reaction like this from something as simple as her body. But her one track mind switched gears as she forgot about James for a second and put her focus on her roaring stomach as she rubbed it with her hands and sat full weight on James’s head.
“Hmmm! Mmmmuuhhmm!” James incoherently yelled as he was encased within the very cheeks he was treasuring a minute ago. And the smell that was nothing more than minor earlier was now hitting him full force as he was plunged deep into the source of the vicious aroma that seemed to steam from her behind.
*GGRRUUUMMBBBUUBBLE*
As the girl listened to her stomach and James moan she got another idea, and thought it’d be fun to see how he’d react to another of her body’s impressive features. Below James didn’t exactly hate being under the girls plush buns but he fought a bit under the girl’s yellow body due to the noticeably heinous smell that could only be described as a mix of sweat and a used bathroom. He could also feel the girl clenching her thick butt cheeks and nearly grasping his head as if to refuse letting him move. That was until the mysterious girl began to thankfully relax, as James felt her butt go from being tense to more welcoming as her now plush pillow-like cheeks rested on either side of James’s face, which caused James to relax as well and buckle slightly less, not knowing that this was merely the calm before the storm. And as the girl removed her hands from her stomach, she let them hang lazily and smiled as she sighed in blissful relief.
*BBLLLUUuurrRRRFFFFRRRrrraaaAAAPPT!*

*FFLLLOOOooaaaAARPPHHHhhhaarrRRT!*

“Hmmm! Mmmfff! Hmmhmm!” James yelled into the yellow girls butt as it crudely blew long and loud gusts of gas that brought new life to the smell that was nearly fumes earlier. And as she continued, the yellow girl seemed to ignore him as she sat dead weight on top of James with a big goofy grin on her face.
*PPPRRRRrrruuUUUMMMmmvvvLLLOOOoorrrRRPPPT!*

*PFFFhhhHHLLLUUuurrraaAAAAppPPT!*

*BBbbbLLLOOooaaAAVVVvvvMMMFFFFffRRrrppPPT!*

Suddenly a shiver went down the girl’s spine as she seemed to enter a whole other level of relief and began to bear down on the now semi-consious James.
*VVVvvLLLUUUuuaaAARRRUUuummMMPPPT!*

*SSssppPPPLLUUAAArrRRRT – BBbbLLOORRT!*

*PPPprrrRRRAAAaauuUUURRRT!*

And just as the mystery girl was unintentionally turning James into her toilet, he went unconscious and finally got the yellow girl’s attention as he went limp under her. This eventually lead her to slow her bombardment down to a halt, but she still didn’t seem to understand the situation as the girl happily patted her now soothed tummy without removing herself from James for another couple minutes as she released a couple more small bubbly farts into the spray of crap behind her. This went on until the yellow girl’s eyes lit up once she remembered that she was sitting on her new friend and swung her focus over her shoulder. But she couldn’t see him past her butt, so she decided to get up, but as she got to her feet James’s head followed her as her smeared, disaster area of a butt-crack held on to his face until it sloppily fell to the floor. She then knelt down next to him poking him, and wondering why he fell asleep, but as she began poking him harder and harder she began to panic, thinking she killed her new friend. With a bit of an adrenalin rush she tapped into the strength to pick him up and sat him in a chair at the kitchen table only to have his lifeless head fall painfully onto the table as she raced around the house looking for something to wake him up. The only box open though was full of kitchen supplies, so she grabbed a dish rag and ran it through the sink to drench it and then rub the brown mess off of him.

“What…? How’d I get here?” James groaned as he slowly woke up and his vision cleared, making the yellow girl clasp her hands and jump with joy, realizing that he was alive and that she saved him. She then ran in for a hug as James rubbed the mark on his head, which came from slamming it on to the kitchen table, and never saw her coming until she was already clasping him tightly. And in an instant his memories rushed back to him as he felt her breasts press against him, and her white hair drape in front of his face.
“Wait! No! Not again!” James yelled as he broke from the girls grasp and backed away from her. “Who are you!?” James continued to yell, now determined to get the answers to his many questions, but the girl just shrugged. ‘Who just shrugs at a question like that?’ James thought as he calmed down and took a deep breath. “You don’t know who you are?” James asked with a little confusion only to have the yellow girl nonchalantly shake her head ‘no’ in response. “Um, are you sick?” James asked referring to the odd skin tone that she had, but she once again just shook her head, ‘no’. “Are you human?” James asked, as his imagination got the better of him, and to his surprise she once again shook her head ‘no’, and began rocking back and forth from her heel to her toe, making light of the shocking answer she gave to his question. “Wait,” James said as he rubbed his head in a mix of pain and disbelief, “You’re not human!?” James asked again and got the same nonchalant reaction from the girl as she twirled her hair and shook her head ‘no’. “Then I guess the better question is, what are you?” James asked, with a little disbelief in his voice. And as if he finally asked the question she was waiting for she stopped rocking back and forth and put up her index finger as if to tell James to wait a second as she thought of a way to show him what she was. She began tapping her chin as she thought and looked over the kitchen until something caught her eye and ran to James’s parent’s welcome home basket to pull out a banana. The yellow girl then placed it on the table and began running around the kitchen and pretending to pull large switches and tug on pulleys as if she was acting out a scene from ‘Frankenstein’. And as she ran around the kitchen James just stood and watched in confusion as to what this girl could possibly be doing, and wondering how this was supposed to answer his question. She then brushed the banana off the table and laid down on to the table herself only to slowly get up, and with a big smile, she spread her arms out as if to say ‘ta-da’. But James was too confused to react, and it seemed as if he had more questions after her charade then before. After a couple seconds of silence though, the yellow girl’s smile went away due to the lack of any reaction from her audience and she began to glare at James and clear her throat as if to signal for applause for her act.
“Oh, sorry,” James said as he began clapping and the girl jumped off the table and began to pirouette. All the excitement seemed to get her stomach worked up however, and caused her to accidently let go even more wet bursts of gas.
*PPLLLUUuurrraaAAAAPPPT!*
*FFFLLLOOooaaAARRPT!*

“Wait, wait! What am I doing?” James shouted as he snapped himself back to reality. “Let me get this straight, you’re not human and… a banana made you?” James asked, while trying and failing to understand what the girl was trying to say. She then shook her head once she realized that her charade went over James’s head and grabbed the banana and simply pointed at it and then her and repeated this until James said, “Wait, you… you are a banana!?” She nodded her head happily and exhaustedly, letting her arms rest at the sides of her body and letting go a long hiss of gas after her elaborate show.
“But how?” James asked in complete confusion, but the banana girl went back to her nonchalant shrug, making James hang his head. And before James could ask any more questions, the banana girl collapsed into a seated position on the kitchen floor, letting her still brown soaked buns land with a *PLQUSH*and yawned, clearly tired from all the excitement. “I guess it’s pretty late, we’ll clear everything else up tomorrow. And I can’t just kick you out, so I guess you can stay the night here,” James said as he walked up to the yellow girl and gave his hand to help her up. She grabbed his hand gleefully and hugged his arm tightly while resting her head on his shoulder, making James say, “Okay, um, you can sleep with me if you’d like,” and the girl then gripped tighter in response as if to say ‘yes’. “But you gotta put on some clothes, or at least a tee shirt,” James demanded as he felt his face go red while feeling the yellow girl press his arm between her breasts.

Once they were in his room, James threw an oversized tee shirt at the girl, which she failed to catch and ended up draping over her head. She looked at it confused after taking it off her head, and clearly had trouble trying to get it on as she tried to force her head through one of the sleeves. “Hahaha, let me help you,” James said finally feeling comfortable around the girl who was still generally a mystery to him, and helped guide her head through the right place. Once her head was through she gasped for air in a dramatic fashion, and then slid her arms through the sleeves and wiggled her fingers. She was clearly not used to wearing clothes and displayed this pretty clearly as she pinched the shirt with her thumb and forefinger as if to examine and understand its purpose. “Alright, now for shorts,” James said as he handed her a pair of gym shorts, but she had zero idea what they were and how to put them on for that matter. James then sighed and took the shorts from her, got behind her, and on his knees to help put them on. But it wasn’t until a familiar rotten smell hit him like a brick that he realized he was in a pretty bad position. James slowly took his focus off the shorts in his hands and looked up at the two smooth moon like cheeks that were still dirty from his past experience with them. The atrocious outhouse like smell seemed to visibly steam from between her now brown splattered cheeks, and in a mix of disgust and intimidation James couldn’t look away from the sight in front of him.
*FFRRRrrPPppaaAAAVVSSSssHHHTTT!*
*BBbbrrooOOAAaarrrppPPT!*

*cough* “Alright forget about the shorts…” James said as he fell back and did his best to crawl from the seemingly inescapable smell bursting from her large yellow buns. “Can you at least clean up before you…” James said before he noticed the girl was already in his bed and rummaging through the covers till her head poked out from the end of the bed with a big grin on her face. James sent his face into his palm as the girl continued to crawl under the covers in his bed, not caring about the fact that she still hasn’t wiped the disaster area that was her butt. “I guess I’ll clean the sheets tomorrow,” James said as he crawled into bed as well and shut off the lights. The girl then gleefully cuddled up close to him, pressing her body against his, and before James could do anything to object the yellow skinned girl was already asleep. So James simply sighed and followed suit as he set his alarm and fell asleep with hopes that tomorrow would be a new and better day.

*BEEP!* *BEEP!* *BEEP!*
“Hmmm ugh, I’m up already,” James groaned as he talked to his alarm clock and turned it off, all while noticing that something was missing. “Was it a dream?” James asked himself unconvincingly as he noticed that the yellow girl wasn’t in bed anymore, but as he lifted the covers several large, brown, skid-mark like stains in the sheets told him that last night was far from a dream. So with the bed sheets in hand he began walking downstairs, and at first he didn’t recognize the place without all the boxes of his belongings along the floor but as he looked around he dropped the sheets in amazement that everything was furnished and furnished better than he could have imagined. Every worry seemed to melt off his shoulders as he walked through his home in pure aw, the furniture was organized the cabinets were filled, the electronics were plugged in, and the whole place seemed to have a shine to it as if everything was cleaned. And at the peak of James’s bliss he felt a tap on his shoulder, which made him turn around in a startled fashion only to see the yellow skinned girl standing behind him in the same oversized tee he gave her that morning, with a smirk that longed for his gratitude for all the hard work she did.
“Did you do all this?” James asked in astonishment, while getting an excited nod in acceptance with her arms folded behind her back. And without thinking James hugged the girl taking her by surprise as she blushed and once again didn’t bother holding back the huge crude bursts of gas that soon encircled both her and James.
*FFFFFFfffrrrRRRRRuuUUVVvvmmMMMPT!*

*PPhhHHHOooaaAARRrrmmMMMVVVPPT!*

*BBBbbrrRRUUMMMmmvvVVVVPT!*

*COUGH – cough* James choked as he let go of her as she cutely waved a hand behind her now smoking backside as if to jokingly try to dissipate the smell. “Um, well thank you,” James said as he composed himself, all while the yellow girl looked to him with hearts in her vision after getting one of her first signs of affection from James. “I guess I don’t mind you living here, especially after all the hard work you’ve done, but we gotta fix how we communicate, I gotta at least know your name,” James said as he thought over a solution. He then began shuffling through drawers till he found the answer to his question in the form of a notepad and pencil. “Here, obviously you can’t talk, but can you write or try and draw what your name is?” James asked as the hearts in the girls eyes popped so that she can focus on the notepad in her hands. And once she had the pencil in hand, James sat back and let her draw what she had in mind, and it didn’t take long for her to flip her picture in James’s direction. The image made James’s head fall as he saw an elaborately drawn arrow pointing from her to a banana.
“So your name is Banana?” James asked as he lifted his head to see the girl nodding ‘yes’. “Well, it’s an odd name, but at least I have something to call you by,” James thought out loud. “Thank you… Banana,” James said, still not used to her or her odd name, but grateful that she was able to put the finishing touches on his house. And in response Banana instantly began drawing in her notebook to display her feelings and in only a couple seconds flipped the picture in James’s direction which was an ‘emoticon’ looking smiley face with a heart above it, which comically mirrored her own smiling face.
“Wow your fast with that,” James said, before noticing the time, “Well I’m going to get ready for work.”

James then went up to his room to take a shower in the attached bathroom, and in the middle of washing his hair he thought he saw the door opening. But when he opened the shower door the bathroom door was closed so he thought nothing of it and in about an hour was about to walk out the door but was stopped by something grabbing his arm. “Sorry Banana but I’m kinda in a rush, I gotta make a good impression and try to get to work early for my new position,” James explained as her confused expression, and the elaborate question mark that she drew told him that most of what he said clearly went over her head. “Look, all you need to know is that I’ll be back in a couple hours, you can take care of yourself right?” James said, confident that she wouldn’t ruin a place that she decorated and helped create in a way. *GGGRRROOLLOOORRUUMBLE!*
Her stomach answered for her, and sent a shiver down James’s spine as he remembered hearing that sound before while pressed firmly between her cheeks. But his mind was put at ease as she drew a picture of a hamburger and a drooling emoticon face in her notepad to tell him that she was hungry, *PPHHhhffrrRRAAaappPT!* and maybe a little gassy.
“Oh yea, I should probably fill up the refrigerator. Well, till then just eat from the…” James began to say as he was about to point out his parents’ welcome home basket, but noticed it was completely empty except for the bananas.
*FFffrruummMMVVRRRruuUPT!*
*BBBbbbBLLLOooaaAARRrrpPT*

And the rotten blasts that Banana blissfully released told James exactly where all the fruit and chocolates in the basket went. While the left over bananas told James that the girl must not like eating those, and thought that she must see it as cannibalism, so he made a mental note to keep from buying and probably eating them. *cough* “I’ll be back with food okay?” James choked out as he waved a hand in front of his face to dissipate the growing smell, all while getting an excited expression from Banana as she bounced up and down in the oversized tee shirt. James saw this as his chance to get out the door, but once he was at work, all he could think about was if it was safe to leave that girl by herself. ‘What if she ate something she thought was food and choked or what if she started a fire and destroyed everything he owned?’ James thought as he combed his hand through his hair. But instead of clouding his mind these thoughts actually made him work faster, and he ended up leaving an hour early, but spent that hour shopping for food to fill up the refrigerator and pantry at home.

“Thank god,” James said under his breath as he noticed the house was in one piece, and placed the groceries he was carrying on the counter. But after he brought the several bags of groceries into the house, he started to get suspicious that it was too quiet and began looking for Banana through the house. “There you are what are you doing?” James said once he found her at the computer in the spare room, no longer wearing the tee shirt he gave her, and after a closer look he saw her in a drooling daze over what was on the screen. James then realized that she was looking up women with overly exaggerated features, being breasts and asses, and barely noticed James in the room until he turned off the computer screen. In response she snapped back to reality and looked at James with a frustrated look accompanied by a drawing of an angry emoticon. “Hey! Don’t get angry at me, you’re the one who’s filling my computer with porn… and now that I think about it, were you trying to spy on me while in the shower?” James asked as Banana hid her face behind the drawing of a whistling emoticon. “Great so I’m roommates with a banana turned human, who’s also a pervert, and just happens to be an interior decorator?” James asked rhetorically as Banana innocently lowered the notepad from her face smiled up at him. *sigh* “C’mon I got food,” James said as he walked out of the room, with Banana close behind.

Once they made it to the kitchen, Banana’s eyes instantly lit up as she started diving strait into the grocery bags and devouring whatever was in her path. “Hey! Wait and put the food away before you eat it at least,” James said as Banana looked back at him with a mouth full of Oreos. And Banana complied, but occasionally snuck a couple more hand-fulls of food only to be stopped by James several more times till they were finally finished.
“All done, thanks again for your help Banana. Feel free to make yourself something to eat, I’m going to catch up on a couple things,” James said as he went to the spare room to delete his history courtesy of Banana and get some work done. And with James gone Banana didn’t know where to start, she began piling food on the kitchen table till it ran out of room. There was a buffet of food such as several types of sliced lunch meet, gallons of ice cream, fruit, vegetables, bags of snacks, and bread to pool everything on the table into odd sandwich combinations. She put the notepad that she treasured off to the side, and that was the last sign of civility as she instantly began consuming everything in front of her. Whether she scooped it into her mouth with her hands, shoveled it into her mouth with a spoon, or pushed packed sandwiches down her throat, the food didn’t seem to last long. Eventually the rustling of all the food and the moans she gave out as she ate got James’s attention as he left his work and went to check on Banana in the kitchen. What he saw was nearly inconceivable as he watched pounds of found get scarfed down by a girl who was no bigger than he was, and no matter how long she continued to eat her stomach never gained a pound, it looked like something out of a cartoon. Occasionally she’d stop, but only to shift in her seat to let go a short burst of gas, which was made louder by the wooden chair that she sat in, but those were nothing compared to what James has experienced at point blank range. All James could do was watch in amazement as all the food that once blanketed the kitchen table dwindled down to empty bags and cartons. And once she was finally finished she sighed in relief and relaxed as she finally felt full, and put a hand on her now bubbling stomach as it processed the avalanche of food creating a large gas bubble in the process which made her wince a bit.
*PPHHhhhrrRRAaaoobbBBBPPT!*

*BBbbLLLOOoorrRRPT!*

*FFFVVVvvvrrrRRRUUUuummmMMPPPPHHHHT!*

“Wow- *cough*” James choked in astonishment, but also due to the air getting thin and polluted with Banana’s gas which seemed to smell like all the food she just ate mixed together, and rotting. “I don’t know where you put it all,” James observed as he walked to the pantry and noticed it was nearly empty. “Banana!” James yelled in frustration while she hid behind a drawing of a smile emoticon with a halo. “If you wanna live here you can’t eat all the food I buy, I gotta live here too ya know,” James explained as he sighed and made himself something to eat with what Banana left behind. And in mid process of making something James was hugged from behind by Banana as if to say ‘I’m sorry’, and it amazed him that the feeling of her body pressed up against him can wash away any frustrations he might have with her, but that was until he felt something else.
*GGRROOAARRROOWWNN!*
James could actually feel her stomach bubble, and her grip on him tighten slightly, as her stomach sounded like it was trying to bend steel. “You okay?” James asked, not liking the fact that she was so close to him as her stomach made those noises, but she just answered in a sigh of relief as she let go the now constantly building pressure boiling within her.
*FFFffvvvVVVVRRRRRRrrooaaAAMmmmppPPPHT!*

“Ugh, Banana please I’m trying to eat,” James said as the nearly visible fumes encased both of them, but James didn’t see much hope in her stopping or even listening to him as her hug got a little tighter.
*BBBBbbbrrrRRRRRRuuuaaAAAAVVVMMMmoorrRPPPT!*

*PPPpprrRRRHHHHUUUUuummMFFRRRRrraaaaAAAAAPPPPPT!*

*PPPPppuuuuuAAaaooOOORRRRRRRT – BBRRRrrooOOOmmMMPPT!*

“Banana *cough* please…” James begged as he was forced to smell the atrocious rotting smell that billowed from the yellow girl’s plush buns and encircled the two of them. He wasn’t even able to try and wave the smell away since Banana had her arms wrapped around his, so he decided to break out of her hug, which started as an apology and slowly became a cruel and unusual punishment.
“Man Banana, you’re definitely not human,” James said through his hand as he tried to block the smell which was creating a thin fog in the kitchen. But after being pushed by James, her focus switched to her stomach as it began to storm and give of a long drawn out roar that had her gripping tummy. Eventually the groaning noise settled into silence, but Banana continued to sweat as she massaged her stomach and let go a couple small but more wet sounding bursts of gas, which rippled against her smooth yellow butt cheeks. James clearly lost his appetite, along with any interest in the food he was making and soon found himself asking again, “Are you okay Banana?” In response Banana ran to her notepad and began sketching something as she jumped in place a bit, and in seconds she held up the picture of a toilet as she clenched her legs together.

“There’s a bathroom over there,” James said as he pointed to the smaller bathroom near the entrance to the town house. Not wasting any time Banana ran to the bathroom with on hand clenching her notepad and the other firmly pressed against her erupting backside as she tried to delay the inevitable till she got to the toilet. And thankfully she was able to hold it till she got to the bathroom, but the minute the door shut, she completely let loose on the unsuspecting toilet below her, and her beginning blasts were so loud and violent it took James be surprise. Even James’s neighbors could feel a small vibration during the pinnacle of each one of her damp blasts of gas, and the fact that the people living in the neighboring town houses didn’t hear any of the nauseating barrage that Banana was blissfully releasing into the toilet, just showed how thick and well-built the dividing walls were.
*BBbbrrRRRAAAOOOoorrRRRT – SSSssppPPPPPPRRRRRrraaAAAAPPPPTTTT!*

*PPPHHHHhhrrRRRRRRAAAAAAaavvVVOORRT – SSSSSSSsssLLLAAaarrRRSSsshhHHHHHTTTTT!*

James then crept closer to the bathroom door as he swallowed the lump in his throat built up from the fear of the amount of damage Banana was doing to his toilet, or better yet, his entire bathroom. And as Banana’s relief showed no signs of stopping, the unholy and nearly visible green haze slowly crept from under the bathroom door.
*pplliisshh – ppllloooaasssshhlloouuchhh – BBBBLLOOooaaaAARRruuUUMMPPT!*

*FFffvvVVLLLOOouurrRRRRT – ccrrraacckkl – pplloouussh!*

This forced James to try and cover his face with his shirt, and normally the nuclear bomb like sight in front of him would have him running in the opposite direction, but the fear for his new home kept his feet planted outside the bathroom door. He also couldn’t help but feel like he should make sure that Banana was okay, but she was putting James’s considerate nature to the test as he no longer heard her waste hit water, but instead sounded like it was piling onto itself in rapid succession.
*fflloouummp – pplliiuummp – BBbbbrrRRRAAArrRRPT!*

* PPPHHHHHHhhhuuUUUUUUUUUurrrrRRRRRRRRRLLLLLLLOOOOOOooppPP – ZZZZZzzrrRRUUUUUuuaaAARRRrrpppPPPT!*

And with that one last blast, it seemed to finally be over as the bathroom went quiet, but James’s fear of what was on the opposite side of that door began to build as he waited for the sound of the toilet flushing, which never came. So after a couple minutes of silence James decided to knock on the door to see if she was okay, and in response Banana opened the door and handed him her notepad with a picture already drawn. It was actually the same toilet she drew earlier except now it had a sweat drop going down the side of it and a wrench next to it, which was a much more comical interpretation of the true state of the toilet in front of him. At first his focus was mainly on the fog like smell that flowed from the bathroom and into the entire home as he coughed and fought for air while waving a hand in front of his face to try and dissipate it, but that was until his now watery eyes met with the toilet that banana was standing in front of. She had a look on her face that showed a great deal of both relief and pride in what she was able to do to the once white porcelain toilet, all while Her butt was now dripping with the shit that was bursting from it earlier. James on the other hand was practically horrified by the site of the toilet basically buried under the mounting shit Banana supplied it, and dropped the notebook in utter disgust as he took a couple steps back till his back hit the wall of the small bathroom.
“But, how?” Is all James could think to say as he tried to unglue his eyes from the toilet that was sprayed and spilling over with the still steaming crap Banana mercilessly entombed it with. It was truly unbelievable to think that a girl of her size could hold that much in her, but Banana didn’t give much of an explanation as she just gave a big goofy smile in response to his question. And with a dramatic sigh, James went to get a bucket out of the closet, but was hit with another surprise as an avalanche of empty boxes fell on top of him. All the boxes were from moving in, and were most likely stuffed into the closet by Banana after decorating the place, and as James took the box that landed on his head off, he noticed Banana’s large box still standing in the back. Looking closer however, he noticed a note taped to the back of it, and once he peeled it off it read,

"Dear James, First things first, I like chicken. That is very important, but completely unrelated to what I'm going to tell you next. This is not some crazy joke. You have been sent a yellow girl as a housewarming present. And I will tell you why. First, you're a pushover, you're the kind of guy who'd get kicked in the teeth and hope the other guy didn't sprain a toe. When life gives you lemons... You eat the lemons. It's painfully obvious that anyone can walk all over you... Now, don't think this is just to take advantage of that. It is. But in a good way! You'll be able to handle this girl's less... appealing attributes long enough to see her good side. Second, you care. You won’t let her get into too much trouble. Lastly, you're a nice guy. You won't take advantage of her or her naiveté. I like you, kid. No homo. So I chose you to show her the ropes. Now as to what that girl is. If you believe she's human, congratulations! You're friggin' color blind! The truth is, she's a banana! A banana who's biological makeup has been altered to highly resemble that of a human. Now what I'm doing is still in the experimental stage so I'll spare you the details. But as you may have seen, it works pretty darn well. She eats, sleeps and breathes like any normal human, and also shares other qualities such as emotions, the five senses and has a good understanding of several languages. She can't speak any, though. And strangely, she won't eat bananas, anything with bananas or anything banana flavored. I guess most people wouldn't eat anything human flavored anyway. Speaking of eating, she can eat much more than her own weight in food without gaining an ounce or even showing any bloating. I honestly have no idea how that happened. Must look into that. Be warned, though. It doesn't disappear. If she eats tons of food... well, let's just say the results... won't be pretty."

James paused from reading to look at the green plume of gas seeping from the bathroom while wishing that he read this note earlier. The note continued to say,

"I should also mention this girl is a complete pervert. If you wake up and she's sitting on you, chances are it's EXACTLY what you think it is. She'll do whatever strikes her fancy at the moment, so if you don't want to lose something you don't plan on losing just yet, don't give her any ideas. And I cannot stress this enough, KEEP HER OFF THE INTERNET. Anyway, take care of her, or you will die. I'll be around soon to check on you too, and if my experiments continue to go well, I'll bring them over and introduce you.

My name is none of your business.

P.S The reason she's so much 'larger than life' in the T&A department... personal preference."

James read and glared at the note, as he felt like he was being insulted, but the fact that he’s allowing, the girl who just destroyed his bathroom, to live with him, spoke for itself. So with a defeated sigh he was about to put the note away until something he skimmed over hit him, “Die?” James shouted looking back at the hazmat area of a bathroom. “Other experiments!?” James shouted even louder feeling as though that might be a fate worse than death if they were anything like Banana.

*gulp* James swallowed in fear at the thought of another Banana being dropped off at his door, but the sight of the bucket he was looking for snapped him back into the moment. Pushing the boxes off of him James folded up the note and decided to keep it with him as he walked back in to the bathroom, and back into the cloud of smell that could only be described as pure, hot, decaying waste. While James was gone Banana was apparently trying to use a plunger, but all it did was splash the pile of shit against the walls of the bathroom, and soon enough it was stuck and buried along with the toilet itself. James just sighed once again and went searching under the sink for some latex gloves, but was interrupted as he heard a familiar unwelcomed sound. *GGUURRBBLLUURRBBLL!*
At that instant Banana was about to sit back down on the toilet but noticed that was basically impossible with the plunger sticking out of it. Hearing the commotion, James took his head out from under the sink to see Banana’s dripping and still steaming butt crack that was now more brown than yellow, mere inches from his face as she bent over to pick the notepad off the ground.
“Wait!...” Was all James could mutter before Banana began round two of her thunderous explosions as waste seemed to hit James with such force that it created an outline of him on the opposing wall. And as he rushed to get himself clean in the sink, Banana proceeded to grab the bucket James brought and put it to good use as her large globular butt cheeks completely encased it.
*PPLLLOOOooaaaAARPPHHHhhhaarrRRT – SSssppPPLLRRT!*

*cccrrraakkkklll – BBBBLLOOOooaaAARRT!*

Finally Banana was done, and she let her knees go limp as she stayed seated on the bucket and began patting her now relaxed tummy. It took hours, and a lot of getting used to the smell, but James was able to clean the bathroom eventually, with a considerable amount of help from Banana who didn’t want to upset James, even though she didn’t fully understand why he wanted to get rid of something she was proud of. And after a long shower James basically fell into his bed, and saw Banana lifting the covers to join him, which was when he realized that she still hasn’t even wiped since the first time they met. “Banana can you please,” James begged halfheartedly due to his low amount of energy, but it was too late and once again Banana was playfully crawling around under the covers. James just shrugged, and got into bed himself and felt Banana once again press up against him, with her notepad between them, and snoring within minutes. It was then that he noticed more than just a couple pages with sketches, and decided to take a look at what she’s been drawing. Several of the pages he’s already seen, and as he went through her notepad he noticed several perverted illustrations of woman with hyper exaggerated breasts and asses, and little drooling emoticon faces in the corner, which made James roll his eyes. But on the next page was a big heart with a J and a B written in the middle, and on the next page was a chibi-style drawing of Banana hugging him with little hearts above her head. Seeing this made him smile as he looked over at Banana as she slept peacefully, he then decided to look at the next page, which was the toilet and wrench drawing from before.
*FFFfffvvvVVVRRROOOAARRRrrmmMMPPHHT!*
And as if she knew what he was looking at she then farted in her sleep, which sounded dangerously wet, making James roll his eyes once again before he put the notepad back and go to sleep.
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First deviation since I returned, With approximately 102% of the work done by I am pleased to present the tale of James and the Banana!
If you don't like it, you probably haven't read up to this point.