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Chapter 6 by StinkCrazy StinkCrazy

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Attempt to Strike Him

You attempted to land a punch on Daniel. You weren't sure just what was a good idea to start the match, so you trusted your gut. Unfortunately, your gut is super dumb. When you tried to punch Daniel, he would dodge it easily. "What was that supposed to be huh? You don't even have any muscles!" Daniel smirked, moving in to strike you in the gut.

You gasped for air, the strength getting knocked right out of you. The male wrestler would stand over you, as you were now on your knees. "Wow. You're so weak huh? That's what ya get for wrestling against a guy after all...Now for your punishment~" Daniel would pick you up, surprisingly strong for someone with his figure. He would hold you upside down, pulling his spandex briefs out to drop your head inside of them, before allowing the tight underwear to clasp over your face.

"MMPH!! MMMMMMPH!!!!"

You were now having a super intimate makeout session with Daniel's cock! The femboys dick was mashed against your lips and face. He had to put in no effort, as all your struggling and squirming would keep you trapped right inside of here, and do all the humping for him. "Ugh....Guys just have these super nasty dicks you can't handle..Like this one! Take some big whiffs!"

Each moment your face remained inside of Daniel's underwear, you would feel his cock press against you. Its gross disgusting stink and sweat getting all over your face and lips. You were slowly starting to faint, the stench of his dick getting to you and wearing you down. But he was far from done yet. He began to moan, as his cock twitched against your face.

"Ugh...Nnngh...Take t-that!" Daniel moaned, releasing a large cum shot inside of his underwear and onto your face.

SPLAT!

You immediately grimaced in disgust, the cum getting all over you. You could no longer handle his stink, succumbing to his stench. Daniel smiled seeing how weak you were now, and lowered you onto the floor outside of his underwear. He then mounted your face, sitting on you and beginning to flex his arms. "Yeah that's right. The New Girl never stood a chance against me! Hnngh..."

PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT!!

He cut one victory fart on your face, laughing as the crowd cheered on his effortless victory over you.

GAME OVER!

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