Slip under her.

Rather than try to match her head on, you decide to quickly wiggle through Casey's legs, hoping to slip under her and catch her in a hold from behind. As you try to push yourself towards the end of the bed however, she looks down, smiling devilishly as she effortlessly drops her weight, catching you at just the right moment so that her whole ass lands on your face, covering it completely and pinning you to the bed.

The sudden shift to complete darkness is jarring, and you struggle instinctively to no avail as your air circulation is completely cut off.

Casey chortles, "_Wow. _What was that...?" she playfully bounces her ass on your face, giving you much need oxygen while hurting your pride at the same time. You can only mutter a muffled protest in return.

"See babe? This is why you need to delete your account. "Cause you do stupid moves like that." She sounds like she's trying to hold back her laughter but you can feel it reverberating through her body as her booty engulfs your entire face, replacing all of your senses with the smelly darkness of her rear end. It's at once exhilarating, intoxicating and overwhelming. For a moment, you forget you're supposed to be wrestling.

Then you feel the burning in your lungs, and you struggle against her ass again, but to no avail. You grunt as you try to push her off with your both hands, but as you handle the fat of her ass,

"See? You can't fight! Just give up babe. Tap on my thigh if you submit, I don't wanna hurt you too bad..."

Your face is red, both from being sat on and from shame. History is about to repeat itself, and your career is about to be over before it even began. As much as you enjoy being here, you also don't like the idea of losing like this.