A sequel to “The Belly of the Lavender Storm” and the three-quel for “Fuming Up A Storm”.

The Rottweiler and the Poodle were staring at the massive skunk, whose belly casted a great shadow above them. They were utterly speechless. They were too afraid to even produce another remark. “What’s zee matt-air?” Fifi hollered. “Skunk got your tongue?” She giggled after making that silly one-liner.

“Uh…” The poodle uttered sheepishly but was cut off when Fifi bellowed. “What’s zat? Not beeg enough? Alright zen!” “NOOOO!” Both the Rottweiler and the poodle yelled frantically. But it was too late. Fifi continued to inflate herself even more with her tight, swollen belly growing rapidly. Within seconds, the belly ran towards the helpless duo with her white underbelly slamming them hard like an incoming tidal wave. Everything that got in Fifi’s way ended up being rammed over and pinned to the ground.

Minutes went by and suddenly, the skunk started to become airborne. She lifted off the ground, freeing the Rottweiler and the poodle. They were left flattened like crepe suzettes with their eyes spinning like tops. As they moaned defeatedly, Fifi flew above the sky, blocking the sun over this part of Acme Acres. Eventually, Fifi stopped inflating herself, concluding it with a big gulp. “Ah…” She sighed, patting her continentally huge belly. “I meant to do zay,” She giggled before an airline jet flew over. She looked down, noticing the entire world was right beneath her. With her belly nearly transparent from such a great volume of air, Fifi admired her handiwork. She continued to fly across Acme Acres as she said to herself, “Looks like I’m ze beeger star zan Pepe Le Pew! Perhaps even bigger zan my own fan-dum!”

There, the wind continued to carry the swollen skunk toward the other side of the country…

Fifi Lafume © WB