You we're ok whit having a pokemon roomate, You we're ok that she was a one of a kind shiny gardevoirs, You we're ok that she loves moo moo milk, what You didn't expect is that the same thing she loves makes her almost perpetually gassy and fart almost nonestop.

Ever since after the outbrake, the first Wave and basically all of those shitty burócrata running like chickens, civilization as we know it fall, now the world belongs to the endless hordes of fat Bottom zombie girls and their endless farting, although a minority was inmune to the virus, it dosen't mean You are cursed to deal whit the smell of their farts as You try to survive.