"Get your feet offa my face, bitch!"

Smotherella isn't pleased by your response. You put all the strength you have into lifting her foot off of her face, but it just isn't enough. Her entire weight is upon you, and she has more strength in her one foot than you in your entire body. You were in denial before, but now you're sure. Smotherella laughs with each attempt as you repeatedly struggle and fail to move her bare foot from your face, refusing to accept that you've been defeated.

"Just... submit!"

"No!" you shout in defiance, still trying to push her powerful legs off of you. "I'll never give up!"

"Fine, have it your way."

She presses her foot down on your face, violently crushing your head against the shag carpet. Still, you're defiant to the end, and refuse to kiss it. She may be able to defeat and degrade you, but she can't steal your pride. If this is how you go out, you tell yourself that at least you never gave up. At least she'll never have the satisfaction of breaking you.

"Just know that I tried to give you some mercy, bitch."

Her foot covering your nostrils and mouth, it isn't long before your vision starts to fade. After a minute of inhaling her foot stank, everything goes black.