Ivy was in the kitchen cooking breakfast when Caroline knocked on the door the next morning. She answered it and Caroline walked in holding a brown paper package. She set it down on the table.
"This is for you, but wait to open it until after breakfast." She sat down at the table and unbuttoned her blouse, exposing much of her cleavage. She fanned herself. "Whew. It's hot out there."
Ivy was busy turning a roast chicken over in the oven. She sprinkled a pinch of salt over the meat, humming to herself.
Caroline sniffed the air. "Mmm... That smells heavenly. Kind of like you," she said, winking at Ivy.
The blonde woman blushed. "Oh, stop," she said. "Here. It's's just about ready." Ivy carried the roaster over to the table.
She and Caroline each took a leg and began to eat.
Ivy wiped the grease from her lips with a napkin and let out a loud belch. She paused and sat up slightly. Leaning to one side, she blasted out a huge fart and immediately inhaled it, fanning the gas up to her nose and breathing deeply.
Caroline laughed. "That was a nice one."
Ivy blushed and patted her belly, which was bulging with chicken. "Thank you, Caroline..." she trailed off. "BUUUURP! Oh my! Excuse me." She fanned herself daintily.
Caroline finished her leg and ass and let out an enormous belch, wiping her lips primly. "Now, Ivy, you've simply got to open your present. I spent half the night on it, you know." She presented Ivy with the brown-paper package.
Ivy took the package and smiled. "You really shouldn't have." She untied the string and unfolded the wrapping, holding up a lovely handmade lace corset.
Ivy ran her hand over the material. "Oh, Caroline, it's beautiful."
Caroline smiled. "Go try it on." She gave Ivy's rump a playful smack as she got up to go change. "You dirty girl."
Ivy giggled. "Oh, stop!" She flounced into her bedroom and emerged a few minutes later in the corset. She turned in a circle on her tiptoes, looking back at her ass and patting her breasts.
Caroline noticed something slightly odd about Ivy's crotch. She raised an eyebrow. "Erm... What do you have going on down there, Ivy?" she asked, straightening up in her chair.
Ivy glanced down and immediately flushed a bright red. She sat down quickly. "Oh, um... that's... ah, do you know..." She cleared her throat. "Have you heard of anything wierd happening from... Well, breathing gas like that?"
Caroline instantly thought of her daughter's insane transformation and nodded. "I've definitely heard of some strange things," she said. "In fact, I've seen some firsthand." She leaned to one side and casually blasted out an enormous fart, causing her skirt to flutter in the breeze.