Yes

You managed to **** down the whole thing, miraculously. You give a loud gulp, before exhaling, followed by another loud burp. You collapse to the floor, exhausted from your servitude, but happy it’s finally over.

“Good job! I’m impressed, I thought that one would make you cough it up immediately! Maybe you are good enough to wrestle me after all!” Aroma laughs, wiping a tear from her eye. “Although, I highly doubt you’re going to want to get in the ring with me after all of that. Well, I’m going home, runt. If you know what’s best for you, you’ll cancel our match and quit ASAP.”

You certainly will be doing that. There’s no way you can take any more of that torment. You’ll stick to bruises and broken bones.

You call your manager to let him know, and he chews you out, but you don’t even care. You go home and collapse on your bed, thankful that it’s all over…. Even if you can still taste Aroma’s asshole on your tongue.