Gases fill your belly up. You to stop and belch a few times. That was just a sip. You cells feel like dried animals husks lost in the desert so its a longer pull. Your belly is swelling so much you unbutton your pants two notches. You are belching long moose calls into the night.
You feel like you feel to shit but when you pull your pants and clear underwear down its a long moaning fart that rips out. It makes the leaves vibrate. You honk and roar out the gasses and its time for more beer. You just say Fuck it. The rest of the can goes down fast, you barely can swallow it before the gasses try to force the fluids back up your throat. You sit down but that's too much pressure on your belly. You lay down on the ground with your belly heaving up like your about to give birth. You can feeling feel the methane baby kicking. You belch out a long tortured low belch that echoes across the plains. A lower horny grunt answers you from somewhere miles from here. A sound you are sure no human has heard for over a hundred years. One of those scairsed out creatures maybe you heard your grand father tell about. Your ass answers the things call for a roaring ripping discharge that lasts twenty seconds and spreads a faint dark mist in the air. A louder bass vibration comes in answer. You are getting scared.