Turn her into a chair

You violently tugged at the leash you had attached to Maggie, pulling her forward and making her fall onto the ground. Without a second to lose, made Maggie lean back, forcing her to hold your weight up while on her knees. "H-ha!" Maggie cried out beneath your ass, **** to support your weight on top of her face. The smell between your cheeks was already getting to the poor futa wrestler, as her member rised in her wrestling shorts. You started to work out a few farts on top of Maggie's face to cement her humiliation.

PFFFFFT!

Your foul fart made Maggie wince, the futa foolishly struggling to escape from you. You had her perfectly under your control, stuck in your leash grip and right under your butt. Her body trembled underneath your weight, unable to handle it while in such an embarassing position. A quick tug on Maggie's leash fixed that though. If she wanted to so much as breathe, she would need to keep holding you up.

Or else she would instantly lose.

Her knees bucked, trying to **** herself to stand up and throw you off. But you couldn't have that, your stomach began to rumble, clearly ready to unleash more disgusting gas on Maggie's face.

PFFFT!

PRrRrRrTT!

BfFFT!

The farts weakened Maggie's ability to fight back any more, her strength was waning from holding you up. She began to no longer try to throw you off, but defiance was still in her body. You needed to add just the right thing to break her in, and Maggie's rising member was the perfect target to soften her up!

You bent over slightly, and began to tease it with your hand. A loud moan came out from under you, signalling just how effective your attack was. Maggie's body tensed as you teased her cock, shaking from pleasure and humiliation. The futa wrestler's cock began to get harder and harder in her ring shorts, all of her resistance fading away.

To add insult to injury, you couldn't help but let out a big one while stroking.

PRrRrRrRRRRRRRRRRT!

The massive fart cloud made Maggie cough and gag a little while under you, her cock getting harder despite how disgusted she was. Everyone in the crowd could see how large and thick Maggie's "Excitement" was to your farts and teasing. You pulled your hand back, not even bothering to milk her any further. Why let her enjoy it at all?

Frustrated moans came out from Maggie's pathetic little head under you, the futa shaking as if to hump forward to get herself off. Her frustration from your teasing had proven too effective, reducing Maggie to a horny and fart covered mess. Her body kept shaking underneath you, sore and tired from supporting your weight. It was time to finish her off, and really stink her out of the match.

BrRrRrRrT!

BfFFFFT!

PfFfFfFt!

The series of gross gas made Maggie lose all of her strength, collapsing underneath you. You let go of the leash, dropping it on the floor and stood up. Maggie laid out in front of you, barely conscious and covered in your disgusting gas. But one thing still remained, her "excitement" was now at it's max!

You just had to give it the finishing touch.

You licked your hand to make it all nice and wet, then placed it over Maggie's cock and ball bulge, gently rubbing it between the two. The wet and soft feeling made Maggie instantly cry out, cumming all over her ring shorts for everyone in the crowd to see. She then fell ****, exhausted.

Tonight you were the real winner, grossly gassing Maggie out and making her cum.