"Fuck you, bitch!"

"Tch. So disappointing," she looks at you with complete contempt as she tightens her vicelike grip around your neck.

Feeling the pressure intensify, you claw at her massive thighs, but it does you no good. They're too massive, too powerful, and you're far too weak to move them. Tears well up in your eyes and drool pools at your mouth. You feel your body burning from the lack of oxygen, but you don't do anything at all. You're completely at her mercy now.

And unfortunately, Smotherella isn't feeling very merciful today.

"Die like you lived... a pathetic little bitch."

Red hot rage burns inside you. You'd give anything to get back at this bitch. Anything to see her suffer for what she's done to you. But you know you'll never have your revenge. She won.

The last thing you hear is a painful SNAP! as her legs suddenly twist around your neck.