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You decide that running in this direction was probably a mistake, so you decide to turn around and go the other way, hoping to reach the other side of the fighting pit and then hope there's an exit on that side. Not the greatest plan, but you're really scared and you're not thinking straight. You tell yourself it's gonna be okay, that as long as you keep running you can get away. You just have to get past Smotherella first.

And it's not long before you reach her. She has a surprised look on her face that quickly melts into a smile as she realizes you've made a stupid mistake. You stop dead in your tracks at the sight of her. Perhaps it's because she just completely physically dominated you in the arena moments ago, or maybe you just remember the pain of being crushed by her thighs so vividly. Either way, seeing her standing confidently before you freezes you with fear. Looking up and down, your curvy conquerer smiles as she notices the early signs of a panic attack in you.

You failed. And now you're going to be a sex ****. You start to hyperventilate as that reality sets in.

Behind you, you can hear the footsteps of the guard catching up, trapping you. Ahead of you, Smotherella gives you a warm smile and takes a firm grasp around your shoulders as she eases her way towards you.

"Sshh... hush baby," she whispers, "It's gonna be all right. It'll all be over soon. Mommy'll take care of you."

Completely psyched out, you don't resist at all when she pushes you onto your knees, bends you forwards and wraps her thighs around your neck. Smotherella viciously squeezes your head with even more pressure than before, all while petting your head and playing with your hair. She applies more pressure with her thighs, efficiently cutting off your circulation. You get the sense that she's put a lot of people to sleep like this.

"Sh sh sh shhh... It's almost over. Go to sleep."

Shortly after, everything starts to get fuzzy, and shortly after that, the intense pain starts to numb.

You pass out.