Aerbiscuit - I'm Lurkin' Ova Here!

imagine your fave spending the day at the mall. they really need to get some groceries and a pair of pants for work, but they head straight to the food court to devour a greasy, questionably cooked meal. almost immediately their body churns the food into unbearable bloating, and your fave finds themselves needing to expel a constant stream of gas from both ends while they shop. they cropdust the clothes store heavily with deep rumbles while they walk. they glance about themselves when they find uninhabited corners of the supermarket to loose burps into their fist. it's like they're a broken gas main and it's all they can do to try and keep some of their dignity - although they'd probably be more embarrassed with themselves if the relief didn't feel so damned good.

,,,a gross follow up to something from the main kink blog,,,,,,,

Stuck up chubby elven lord with a gassy problem, and his overly familiar cheeky guard he grew up with?

All right, this will probably be the last centaur thought I have for a while:

In our world, real horses have to avoid getting gas colic. They can't burp to help relieve their gas, and if they can't relieve it fast enough through farting, their intestines can distend and cause a lot of health issues.

Centaurs have the same, if not worse, gas-producing abilities of horses, including the risks of bloat if they hold everything in... but they CAN burp.

This has led to an interesting "exception" to manners when it comes to centaurs. The societal taboo against belching and farting is still present, and centaurs will often still hold in at least a small amount of their gas in certain situations (or better yet, tailor their diets to prevent excess flatulence in the first place). However, the risk of bloat in centaurs is at least relatively well-known, which gives them more free reign to relieve their gas in public. This is how centaurs become known for belching as well as farting.

Often, you'll hear a centaur let out a string of belches after a meal, then remark, "Didn't want to wait til it came out the other end."

As for the other end, if a centaur notices they've annoyed someone after letting out a thick cloud of gas, they'll say, "It was for my health." This has made the phrase become an alternate "excuse me" for centaurs, often getting shortened to just "for my health." "Excuse me" implies that the centaur is apologizing for something they should have had more control over, or that they just couldn't help. "For my health" implies that the fart was a conscious choice, and one for the farter's own good.

If a centaur is around friends who don't mind a little constant gas, the others may cheer "For your health!" after a particularly impressive fart.

More gassy centaur thoughts! Although this time, other types of people are involved...

When a humanoid is in a relationship with a centaur, there's always the question of if the humanoid ever rides the centaur. It's not taboo, but more a matter of personal preference. Some taurs don't like being used similarly to "beasts of burden", but most don't mind having people ride them if they're strong enough to do so.

I'm imagining a humanoid using their centaur SO as a scapegoat for gas just like people do with horses. For example, a human accidentally lets out a loud fart against their partner's back while riding them around other people. Immediately, they apologize for their partner. You know centaurs and their stomachs after all.

What the centaur (who has to process the feeling of warm gas drilling into their back) does next depends entirely on the people involved. Some will happily take the blame for their partners (and maybe demand a little reward later on for their good deeds), and others will let a REAL centaur fart pollute the air to prove that the tame first act wasn't them.