Catch him with your Ass

Daniel bounced against the ropes of the ring, rushing forward face first into your outstretched ass. You caught him, his nose firmly lodging itself between your cheeks. "Hey! D-Don't get any ideas-"

PFFFFFFFT!!

You cut off Daniel with a quick and disgusting fart on his stupid face. Your hands grabbed Daniel's hands, not letting him escape or attempt to break free in any way. Daniel was stuck in a precarious position, nose lodged against your asshole. And you weren't giving him any way to escape. The poor male jobber tried his best to break free from your grasp, but the fart had stunned him. And nowwwww, another one came right out!

PFFFFFFFT!

"Ugh...P-Please! If you stop farting on me I give up! I give up!" Daniel pleaded with you, shaking his face side to side to avoid the brunt of your gassy attack on him. But this was the stinky ass wrestling ring, why the fuck would you let him go? It was time for Daniel to take your disgusting farts all over his face!

BFFT!!

PFFft!

You let out a few more, not giving him any room to try to breathe or escape your fumes. The poor male jobber wasn't going to be knocked out any time soon. Instead, you slowly sapped away his strength. Each fart making the poor guy weaker, while there was little he could do about it in any way. Each fart made Daniel cry out in disgust, before he eventually slumped down against your butt. You sat yourself back down on him, securing his face as your throne for your left over gas

As you emptied your gas on him, you spied a rising stain in Daniel's wrestling outfit. Looks like poor jobber Daniel got a little too excited from your farts! This time, you were the winner~