Modified bearhug/

Rosie loosens her hold for a second allowing you to drop to your feet, You're even able to take a quick breath. You're so exhausted that you try dropping to your knees, but before you can rest, your Aunt resumes the pressure in different way.

Her modified bearhug has her arms wrapped around the back of your throat, instead of yor chest. Your chin is resting on the top of her breasts as her beefy tits press hard against your throat, **** you. Your arms are free now and you reach around Rosie and try to find a way to fight out of this, but all your strength abandoned you when your Aunt squeezed all the fight out of you.

Your Aunts face is inches from yours, you can't look away. Her red lips are curved into an evil smile and her eyes are staring daggers into your own, she looks so.... Victorious. She's absolutely destroying you and using her womanly figure to crush your ego. You've never been beaten so thoroughly, or lost to a woman in combat, it's not even a contest anymore.

She gives an exceptional squeeze and everything else stars blurring, you can only see Rosies face. You're not able to keep your eyes open, all you hear is her laughing.

It's over, your own Aunt choked you out with her tits.