With unrepentant lust

You smile when she asks the question, hardly able to contain your excitement. “Oh, yes Aroma, I’m so ready for it! I’ve been a huge fan of yours for ages, I would love nothing more than to be dominated by your beautiful, perfect ass!” You say, practically drooling over the thought of the hulking skunk lady finally fulfilling your wildest dreams.

Aroma slumps her shoulders and rolls her eyes at your reply. “Ugh… another fucking loser with a fart fetish. Seriously, I keep telling Randy not to send me chumps like you. I refuse to fight someone like you, who will just get some sick pleasure from being tortured in front of a crowd.” Aroma groans and facepalms, clearly disappointed and disgusted by your gusto to be her personal fart cushion.

“Fine, how’s this. I will give you to privilege of sniffing my perfect ass now, since I highly doubt there’s any way you’ll be able to act like a professional in the ring. I’ll let you get your damn rocks off to my farts, and then I’m gonna tell Randy to cancel our match. How’s that sound, you fucking lowlife?” She looks at you with a ton of judgment in her eyes, just wanting to be done with you as soon as possible.