Author's Notes:

From now on, Smolder's default outfit will be a pair of shorts described below, along with her usual orange T-shirt. Silverstream, meanwhile, is wearing her outfit from Chapter 1 again.

Also, I made up all these dragon shows except The Hobbit of course. And of course you can probably guess why I made Smolder so interested in dragons. (Remember they're humanized here)

Smolder and Silverstream were hanging out with the rest of their friends at the park. It was still summer, and Smolder had taken to wearing a pair of short, skintight, dark purple shorts not unlike her athletic shorts. Not only was it better for summer, but she also knew Silverstream liked how her butt looked in them.

They were sitting on the grass making conversation, when Smolder farted loudly.

PPPPPPRRRRRRRT!

Sandbar, Gallus, Ocellus, and Yona looked at Smolder. Smolder blushed. She had forgotten how embarrassed she was of farting in front of anyone but Silverstream.

"Excuse me," said Silverstream. "I'm still a little gassy from breakfast." She giggled.

Smolder was relieved, and the others brushed it off. Silverstream did all kinds of weird things, so a fart was nothing.

After a fun few hours at the park, they all went home. Smolder and Silverstream went to Silverstream's house. Smolder needed to pee, but was holding it until they got home.

As soon as the were sitting on the couch with the football channel on, Smolder began peeing her shorts, sighing of relief, as well as satisfaction at the warm, wet feeling.

Silverstream heard the hissing sound and the sigh, and looked beside her. "Smolder! You're supposed to let me make you wet yourself the first time, by tickling you or spanking you or tying you up with the water running or something!"

"Oh." Smolder blushed a little, not out of embarrassment of wetting herself, but out of shame at going against her and Silverstream's tradition. "Sorry, Silverstream."

"You'll get a spanking, then we'll call it even."

Smolder relaxed and chuckled. "Sounds good. Just let me finish peeing first."

"No, over my knee right now."

Smolder forgot how much Silverstream loved being peed on. Still peeing, she climbed over Silverstream's knee. Enjoying the feeling of Smolder's piss flowing onto her legs, Silverstream rested her hand on Smolder's pee-soaked butt, and then slapped.

...

The following day, Smolder walked home, letting the summer heat dry her outfit from when she had showered after her very wet night with Silverstream.

Once she got home, she sat on her bed, thinking about the new dragon movie she had just watched with Silverstream: Dragons of Stinkywater Swamp. She had really enjoyed that movie, and Silverstream had wet herself laughing at all the fart jokes, and had also laughed at the time when the human protagonist had soiled himself, and when one of the bigger dragons had peed all over the dragon hunters when they were trapped in a cage. Which had happened on screen, rather than a similar scene with an elephant in a PG-rated movie. Naturally, this had been followed by Silverstream getting a golden shower from Smolder, during which Smolder had said she was the dragon in the movie.

She had used this as a metaphor, of course, but she wished she could be more like dragons. They were the most badass creatures in all of fiction.

She suddenly remembered one of their defining characteristics. Throughout the movie, it had repeatedly been mentioned that the dragons smelled bad because they never washed.

Smolder decided it was time to do something dragony, other than peeing on someone. From now on, she was never going to wash again. Or change her clothes, no matter what happened to them.

...

Over the next few days, Smolder's friends noticed that she was starting to smell rather unpleasant. They didn't say anything and remained polite and friendly to her, but on the third day, when they were having a picnic, none of them except Silverstream sat particularly close to her.

"And then," said Smolder, telling the story of her latest soccer game, "Silverstream passed the ball to me and I scored the final goal!" She raised her arms, and Ocellus got a whiff of her stinky armpit, despite sitting a few feet away, and tried not to gag. Smolder didn't notice. "We won, 11-4!"

"That's... great," said Ocellus.

Then they stood up to go for a walk along the path.

"So," said Gallus, "Today, how about Ocellus and I walk at the front. Yona, Sandbar, and Silverstream can walk in the middle. Smolder can walk at the back."

Sandbar, Yona, and Ocellus made polite sounds of agreement.

"I'll walk beside Smolder," said Silverstream. She loved Smolder very much and didn't care how she smelled. If anything, she thought the smell made her sexier.

Gallus resisted the urge to tell Silverstream she was weird. They could all tell that Smolder and Silverstream were more than just friends, and they didn't want to offend Smolder by showing their disgust at her smell.

As they walked, Smolder let out a loud, wet fart.

"Excuse me!" said Silverstream immediately, covering for Smolder again.

"It wasn't her, it was me!" said Smolder unabashedly.

"I thought you didn't fart around them," Silverstream whispered to Smolder.

"Dragons can fart without shame, why can't I?"

...

The following day, Smolder and Silverstream finished their dinner, which had consisted of bean salad with a bit of fart powder sprinkled on, and sat on Smolder's couch to watch Dragons of Stinkywater Swamp again.

Smolder had not washed or changed her clothes in four days. Combined with how much she played sports or went running in the summer heat, and that it had only rained overnight in these four days, she smelled twice as foul as anyone else would have after not bathing for this long. Her hair was pretty dirty, too. Sitting right beside her, Silverstream could easily get a whiff of her, but she didn't mind.

However, she had noticed how her friends didn't seem to want to go near her as often since she started to smell.

Smolder let out a loud, deep-pitched fart right before a fart scene she knew was coming up. Silverstream laughed.

About ten minutes later, when it was first mentioned that dragons never washed, Silverstream said "Is that why you're not showering? You think you're a dragon?"

"Of course I don't think I'm a dragon. I just want to be more LIKE a dragon! I can't fly or breathe fire, but I can at least smell like a dragon!" She raised her arms.

Silverstream sniffed her armpit. "Phew! You smell real bad. I kinda like it, but... don't you think the rest of our friends would prefer you smelling nice?"

"Nah." She let out another loud fart.

Silverstream laughed. Because of their dinner, she was also gassy so she farted as much as Smolder during the movie. But, she didn't want Smolder to never wash again and disgust her friends further. She decided to find a way to make her wash.

An idea occurred to her. One that would be fun for them both. She noticed that Smolder had not wet herself since she stopped washing. Perhaps if Smolder had a little accident, she would feel compelled to wash off and change into a clean outfit. Or at least wash her dirty outfit with soap, as she seemed to prefer when they were around.

"I'll be right back!" Silverstream got a big glass of soda for Smolder, pouring a smaller glass for herself. She gave the bigger glass to Smolder and sat back on the couch.

"Thanks." Smolder guzzled down the soda rather quickly and belched loudly. Silverstream giggled, not just because she thought this was funny, but because she knew Smolder would have to pee soon.

After about an hour of watching the movie, Smolder felt the urge to pee suddenly hit her. She paused the movie and stood up. "I gotta pee," she said.

"Is that so?" said Silverstream.

Smolder walked towards the bathroom, and Silverstream ran up behind her and tickled her sides - Smolder's first wetting, which she would never forget.

Smolder laughed, and in seconds she was peeing her stinky shorts, soaking her dirty underwear as the pee flowed down her sexy yet smelly legs and formed a puddle under her. As before, Silverstream stopped tickling after Smolder stopped peeing.

"Feel better?" said Silverstream.

"Way better! Thanks. That was real fun. And now I don't need to go anymore." Smolder slapped Silverstream's butt, walked back into the living room, and plopped herself onto the couch.

"You're still gonna wash yourself off tomorrow, right?" said Silverstream.

"Of course not," said Smolder. "I'll stay like this tomorrow, and the day after, and the day after that."

"Oh." Silverstream was disappointed.

"Being a smelly dragon... er... girl, is real fun. You should try it."

"Ooh! It does sound fun! I totally should! So, I just don't wash at all?"

"Or change out of what you're wearing now. Fart as much as you want, and wet yourself if you feel like it. I'll probably do that more now. Don't mess yourself though. I asked you never to make me do that and it still stands. That would be too much of a mess even for me."

"Do I use toilet paper?"

"I still do. And of course, wash your hands before eating something. You don't wanna get sick."

Silverstream squealed with excitement, and they resumed the movie. When it showed three of the dragons farting, Silverstream laughed hard and wet her shorts.

"Remember not to wash them or change," said Smolder.

"Stay in them forever?" Silverstream squealed again. "This is gonna be so fun!"

Smolder let out a boisterous wet fart. Silverstream put her over her knee and spanked her foul-smelling rear end.

...

Six more days went by. Silverstream never washed, her hair got oily and messy as well, and her jean shorts especially started to stink from farting and peeing in them so often.

Smolder shamelessly farted no matter where she was, and, unless she was inside any building other than her or Silverstream's house, would pee herself where she stood. If inside another building, she would find a bathroom and pee through her shorts into the toilet. Silverstream would always do the same, though sometimes she'd have a few accidents on a floor, often from laughing at Smolder's farts.

By Day 10, Smolder smelled really bad, to the point that none of their friends could go within a few feet of her without holding their noses. Silverstream also smelled bad, not quite as much as Smolder, but she did have a little more of a pee smell since her golden shower last night. This was still less noticeable than her smell that came from not washing. Their outfits were covered with dirt, grime, sweat, and urine. Smolder only saw her underwear when pulling them down to take a dump, and they were no longer white, but yellowish grey.

Smolder and Silverstream had just finished lunch, stinking up their entire kitchen, when Smolder got a text on her phone. She answered it. "It's from Sandbar. He's throwing a party in his backyard. We're both invited."

"A party? I can't wait!" Silverstream was really excited, but her bladder wasn't full enough to wet herself because of it.

BBBBBBRRRRRRRRRT!

Smolder sighed in relief and stood up. "Let's go!"

"Wait!" Silverstream lifted her leg and let out an equally loud fart, deeper-pitched than many of her own. "All right, now I'm ready!"

They ran toward Sandbar's house. Anyone they ran by, their faces turned green as soon as they got a whiff of the two smelly girls. Smolder peed halfway there, leaving a trail of urine on the sidewalk behind her.

Smolder and Silverstream reached Sandbar's house and walked through the side gate into the backyard. They saw Sandbar, Gallus, Yona, and Ocellus standing around a wooden tub that was full of soapy water, and some sponges and soap to the side.

"We're here!" said Silverstream excitedly.

"So, what are we doing first?" said Smolder.

"I'll tell you what we're doing first," said Gallus. "We didn't want to offend you, but we can't look the other way anymore. Or keep turning our noses the other way."

"About what?" said Smolder.

"I'll be blunt. You smell horrible."

Smolder sniffed her armpit. "Eh, dragons are like that." She let out a sloppy wet fart.

"Just cause Smolder like dragons, not mean she have to smell like one," said Yona.

"You're getting a bath," said Sandbar.

"No way!" said Smolder. "I'm never washing again!"

"Um... You are peeing yourself a lot," said Ocellus. "Your shorts really need to be washed."

"And so does the rest of you," said Gallus.

"Forget it!" said Smolder, and she turned and ran.

Yona was pretty fast for her size. She caught up to Smolder and tackled her to the ground. As she did, she got a very unpleasant whiff of her, and her face turned green.

Sandbar, Gallus, and Ocellus walked up, trying to ignore her foul odor. Sandbar grabbed Smolder's left arm, Ocellus grabbed her right arm, Gallus grabbed her left leg, and Yona grabbed her right leg. Smolder struggled as they carried her to the tub.

"Let me go!" she said.

"Sorry, Smolder," said Ocellus. "But you need this."

"No I don't! I love smelling this way! I... Aagh!"

Her four friends threw her into the wooden tub. Smolder didn't mind getting wet, but she didn't want to get clean either.

Yona held Smolder down while Ocellus began scrubbing her hair, trying hard not to throw up at the smell. Sandbar and Gallus started scrubbing Smolder's sides and armpits, creating suds. Smolder fidgeted and splashed about in the tub, getting her friends as wet as she was.

Silverstream watched Smolder's bath excitedly. "Ooh! That looks so fun! Can I have a turn?"

"When we're done with her," said Gallus. "If you want."

"Oh, I'm pretty sure I need it too. I haven't washed in six days."

"I thought I noticed a smell from you too," said Sandbar. "But I just thought you were farting more."

"I wouldn't fart silently like that." She giggled and sat down on the grass. She sat gracefully with her head tilted and her legs straightened in front of her, and despite her foul smell, looked so lovely, even when she let out an airy fart.

After a few minutes of scrubbing, Ocellus found it easier to breathe, for Smolder's stench was washing away, and the lovely smell of soap was becoming more noticeable. Smolder had also stopped resisting and sat still in the tub, resigned to her bath as Ocellus finished with her hair and began scrubbing her back, humming a song that showed she was enjoying herself while Sandbar and Gallus continued to scrub her sides.

"There, all done," said Ocellus. "You're smelling much nicer already. I like you better this way."

Smolder suddenly farted under the water, and bubbles came up around her. She was surprised to feel herself blush. She had forgotten how embarrassing she thought it was to fart in front of anyone besides Silverstream.

"Time to wash that dirty ass," said Gallus.

Yona grabbed Smolder and forced her head underwater while Gallus scrubbed her butt, covering it with suds. Ocellus and Silverstream giggled. Silverstream didn't mind that Gallus was in this position instead of her - anyone would have washed Smolder's butt if it smelled like that. Smolder resisted some more, and after about seven seconds Yona released Smolder, not wanting to drown her. Smolder resurfaced, sputtering. "Hey, watch it!"

Gallus sniffed her butt. "Your shorts still need to be washed."

"Fine, you don't have to hold me down." Smolder positioned herself with her behind in the air but her head above water, which was a little shallower anyway due to all her splashing. She almost enjoyed the feeling of Gallus scrubbing her rear. She'd like it a lot more if it was Silverstream. She suddenly remembered how much she enjoyed their showers where they scrubbed each other.

Once Gallus decided her tush was clean enough, he stopped scrubbing her. "Now, sit down and rest your feet on the edge."

Smolder got back into a sitting position and lifted her feet, which still had her shoes on. Yona removed both her shoes and socks, and Sandbar and Ocellus started to scrub her smelly feet. Being ticklish, Smolder laughed, splashing about some more. They stopped, and Yona held her feet in pace while Sandbar and Ocellus continued to scrub. Smolder laughed uncontrollably, tears streaming down her face. She was glad she'd already peed on her way here, otherwise there was no way she'd be able to hold it now.

Silverstream giggled. It was fun to see Smolder laugh so hard from being tickled. Remembering her own bath was coming, she quickly removed her shoes and socks. The rest of her smelly outfit, she'd wear in the tub.

Finally, they finished. Smolder stood up, and Yona poured a bucket of warm water over her to rinse her off.

Gallus sniffed her. "Perfect. How do you feel?"

"Clean," said Smolder. "And it feels... nice." She blushed. "I'm sorry I smelled bad and made things unpleasant for you. I just wanted to be more like dragons."

"You don't have to be like all dragons," said Ocellus. "In The Hobbit, they burn down villages and steal gold. Would you do that?"

"No," Smolder admitted. "But those are evil dragons."

"And, I'm assuming you got your facts from Dragons of Stinkywater Swamp. But you said you've also seen Dragon Riders of Mount Aris. You do remember the dragons there take baths and smell nice, right?"

"Yeah... I forgot."

"And in Dragon Knights of Everfree, a lot of the female dragons even wear perfume and are shown taking baths. A few male dragons wear cologne as well."

"Right." How could she have forgotten? She felt really foolish now. "But don't expect me to wear perfume either."

"Dragons of Stinkywater Swamp is a pretty gross-out movie," said Gallus. "If dragons there do something dirty, don't assume they're always like that. Besides, a dragon also peed on the dragon hunters. Would you pee on someone, too?"

Smolder blushed. "Um... not really." It hit her that she had wet herself repeatedly in front of them, and her face grew redder. "I feel so ashamed of farting and peeing myself so much. I hope you don't want to stop being my friends anymore."

"It was a little gross, but we won't hate you for that," said Ocellus. "We still love you."

"And you learned your lesson," said Gallus.

"Yona know Smolder like that kind of thing," said Yona. "It make sense Smolder want to try it herself."

"We might tease you a bit in the future," said Sandbar. "But we won't mean any offense by it, and it'll just be between the six of us."

Smolder understood. She'd probably even laugh with them. The five of them shared a group hug.

"Sorry for splashing you, too." Smolder giggled nervously.

"It was real refreshing," said Sandbar.

"I just realized, we could have used air freshener," said Ocellus.

"Nah, I'll be clean from now on," said Smolder. When I'm not spending the night alone with Silverstream.

"And you don't have to be shy about farting in front of us," said Sandbar. "Silverstream does it all the time and we still like her."

"We don't mind," said Ocellus. "But you don't have to if you don't want to." I know I'd never do that.

Smolder had a feeling she would be letting loose around them more often, and chuckled, feeling more confident.

"Can I have my bath now?" said Silverstream, standing up.

"Sure." Sandbar dumped the dirty water out of the tub and refilled it with the hose.

Gallus sniffed Silverstream. "Yeah... if you don't mind me saying, you smell bad too."

Silverstream farted loudly. "Even compared to that?"

"Your farts smell like roses compared to you now. But at least you don't smell as bad as Smolder did." He sniffed a little more. "I know you wet yourself a lot, but did you roll around in your puddle of pee?"

Smolder blushed again.

"It was so fun!" said Silverstream. "But, I'll wash every time I do it from now on."

"You're real weird, Silverstream," said Gallus. Silverstream giggled.

"Okay, the tub's ready," said Sandbar.

"Wait!" said Silverstream. "I have to go to the bathroom first." She closed her eyes and sighed in relief as her stinky shorts grew wetter, and pee flowed down her legs onto the grass.

Everyone laughed a little. They all found her antics entertaining, and knew she didn't mind.

"Okay, now I'm ready," said Silverstream once she was done peeing.

"Can I wash her?" said Smolder. "I got her into being a smelly girl, it's only fair I should get her out."

Their four friends looked at each other and smiled.

"Of course Smolder wash Silverstream," said Yona, while the other three nodded.

Silverstream squealed with excitement. Smolder picked her up and threw her butt-first into the tub. Then she poured soap on two sponges and started scrubbing Silverstream's sides.

"I'll get you clean and smelling the way you were in no time," said Smolder.

Silverstream farted in the tub, and they all laughed.