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Chapter 8 by StinkCrazy

To defend yourself you...

Couldn't break out (Lost)

Daniel's grip on your hands was too strong, you weren't able to break yourself free from him. Somehow, he just managed to overpower you, easily moving himself to sit right on your face. His bulge pressed itself against your face, ass managing to sit right over your mouth. "Ah! A-Am I gonna win for real now? You must be bad at this!" Daniel took his hands off yours, instead pressing them against your stomach to **** your mouth open. The pressure made it difficult to resist. In only seconds you caved in, inhaling loudly.

BfFfFfFfFfFT!!!

A wicked fart erupted down your throat, twisting itself on your tongue and going down into your stomach. "Normally all the girls do this on me...Guess it's your turn now!" More of his gas poured out to fill you up, making your stomach poke out with how much air the jobber dumped into you. You laid there, unable to **** Daniel off as he kept pumping you full of his gross guy gas. "Nngh. Take that!"

PFFFFFFFFT!

Another large one blew down your gullet, forcing you to retch in disgust from it. Your wails of terror were music to the crowd's ears as he kept gassing you, eventually knocking you out and leaving you a fart covered mess for everyone to laugh at. Tonight, you were the real jobber.

What's next?

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