Fart on his face

You walked up to the femboy who was oh so cocky before. His confidence reduced to nothing now that his friends had all been tossed around and defeated in less than a minute. He was trembling nervously, his hands moving back to crawl away from you. "N-No! It wasn't supposed to go like this.. Y-you stupid..!" The femboy could only look up at you, as you bent over near his face. You grabbed him by his hair and pressed his face against your butt, preforming a loud disgusting fart on him.

PFFFFFFFFFFFFFT!!

"Ew..! It's so much more foul than I thought it would be.." The femboy's face fit neatly against your butt, a natural place for a natural wimp. He offered no resistance, as if accepting his place as a complete fart cushion. "No..P-please...I don't wanna smell your disgusting farts! I-I'm supposed to be the one farting on you!"

BFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT!!!

You cut him off with a foul fart onto his face, the femboy letting out a cry of disgusted suffering from between your cheeks. Casually, you sat down on top of his face and began to punish him with more farts.

PFFFFFFFFT!!

BFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT!!

PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT!!!

The eggy foul stink was far too much for a simple wimp to handle. He was almost knocked out by your noxious release, feebily reaching out to tap out for mercy. "Please..I-I'll never bother you again! I promise! I-"

BFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT!!

Your body reacted faster than you could think, letting out another final fart on his face. He fainted beneath your butt, defeated and disgusted. The other femboys had fled from the locker room, afraid of ending up just like their friend who roped them into this. With that, all of the idiots from Sammy's fan club had been defeated.

Now you could prepare for your real match.