You were smothered and pinned down by all four of the gross boar men.. Each of them was now using you as a personal chair to sit on and pin down and let out all of their disgusting farts all over. What you hadn't known before losing to them, was that each of these boar men was a manual laborer for the vile sorceress who controlled them.
They were very sweaty, smelly, disgusting and now you would always be made to inhale it. Hours had gone by since your first smothering, they had left you on a bundle of hay as a discarded rag. With some luck, they may forget about you. And if they did, you stood a small chance at reforming yourself to escape from their vile clutches.
But the stomping nearby of one of them returning soon crushed your hopes!
The Boar man was heaving, exhausted from all the laboring he did for the sorceress and what better to relax on that the ass cushion designated just for him! He removed his clothes, laying his big fat sweaty ass on top of you. You were smushed immediately by him, rubbing between his ass cheeks and against his balls.
BFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT!!!
PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT!!
Such a massive fat boar man didn't need to **** out any gas to stink you out..Just being beneath him would be a hell of its own, smelling his rancid disgusting farts over and over..
Game Over!
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