Maggie Stinkfaces You

Maggie threw you onto the floor and stood up above you. She then took you by her hands, and sent you flying against the ring corner. You hit it with a dull thud, almost sinking against the floor. You lifted your head up, and saw Maggie running up to you. She delivered a flying hip attack against your waist, the pressure knocking the air out of you. "T-that's how you do a real hip attack~" Maggie smugly said, you began to sink onto the floor while laying against the ring corner.

She brought her lush butt right on top of your face, grinding it against your nose. The smell of her gross ass and sweat began to fill you up, making you disgusted. "A-aw don't worry. T-this won't take long!" Maggie reached down and felt herself up while giving you a stinkface. The futa wrestler's bulge began to stick out, showing how turned on she was by using you for her ass. You raised your hands to lift her big butt off of you. But you just couldn't get her to budge, leaving you stuck under the futa's smelly ****.

She bent over, and grunted. "T-taste this!"

BFFFFFFFT!

A loud fart blew itself on top of your face, making you groan in disgust from the smell. It trailed it's way into your lungs, as Maggie looked at you satisfied with your reaction. "W-what's the matter? Can't handle it?" Maggie grinded her ass on your face some more, trapping the smell deeper within your nose. "H-here, another one~" Maggie **** this one out, exerting herself to release a much bigger and louder fart.

pfRrRrRRRrRrRrRrT!

A large rumbling pocket of gas engulfed you, making your eyes filled with tears. Maggie enjoyed every second of your suffering, rubbing her luscious butt further and further onto your face. You were smothered and trapped in Maggie's disgusting stinkface, left unable to do anything but huff up all of her vile fumes. "H-Hmph! Take that!"

pRrRrRrRrt!

With each fart, your strength began to decrease. Your ability to stay awake was lowering with each foul blast of gas Maggie kept dumping on top of your face. The futa was getting harder and harder in her outfit with each and every fart she unleashed on you. She sat back comfortably, unleashing the last bits of her stomach onto your face.

PFfFfFFfFFFT!

pRrRrRT!

The final series of farts served as a finisher for you. You couldn't take much more of Maggie's foul gas, as she made sure you suffocated slowly underneath her butt. You kicked around and tried your best to break free and turn the tides over Maggie, but you were just too weak from her stinky **** to make a difference. You slowly and surely began to faint, Maggie's smug expression looking down at you while you fainted.

Tonight you were the real loser, having lost to Maggie farting on you.