Give up.

"Oh fuck, ok ok ok! You win!!" You shout, your voice cracking. "Just get off me, please!"

"Say you submit," Jobberella commands you excitedly.

"I... I submit..." you mutter, utterly defeated.

Fuck... what I was I thinking!? I can't fight...

"Awh, so much for our new contender, folks!" Sophie announces.

"I can't believe it! Jobberella has actually won a match! Maybe this is the start of a new career for her after all!"

Joberella looks down at you, biting her lip as her eyes light up.

"Hell yes!!" she shouts triumphantly, punching the air as she flexes and strikes several victory poses. "Fuck yeah, who's the jobber now!?"

You lean back against the mat. Defeated, disgusted and heartbroken, your short-lived career as an erotic wrestler is over. You lost to the worst wrestler you have. You're the worst of the worst, the weakest of the weak. It's over.

"Well you know what that means folks!" Chloe announces in a chipper tone. "It's time for the loser to pucker up, and kiss some ass!"

Jobberella nestles your chin between her ass cheeks, keeping you pinned while she makes herself comfortable. You push against her thighs in the futile hope of escaping this kinky and humiliating fate. This is just too embarrassing. You want to crawl under a rock and die.

"You heard the announcer. Kiss it, loser."

You take a deep breath, swallow your pride and plant a quick kiss on the redhead's round ass with trembling lips and wet eyes. You're now a loser, and a literal ass kisser.