Struggle desperately

PPRRRbbRrrBBBttTtt

FSSSHHHHHHHHHH

BRRAPPPP

FRRRRPPPTTTTT

Fart after fart rumbles out of Zoey’s plump rear as a mist of ass gas forms in the center of the ring. Her gas is way thicker than a jobber should be able to produce! Vicky is soaked in the nasty gas as it begins to cook her brains to mush.

Zoey bursts out in laughter,“Hahahaha, oh man, those cheesesteaks I loaded up on are really dying to get out! How does it feel to be under my cute, fat butt, Cushiontoria?” She jiggles her rear against the back of Victoria’s head as she pulls Vicky’s legs back even farther backward, stretching out poor hero’s back to its breaking point!

Vicky, thoughts clouded by the embarrassing, painful position she’s been put in (not to mention the literal yellowish cloud of Zoey’s gas that’s formed around the stinky Latina’s bubbly booty). So, she does what anyone in this position would do—freak out!

Vicky flails wildly, kicking at Zoey’s face with her feet as she pushes her body to topple her slender captor. To everyone’s surprise it… works?

As Zoey takes a shot to the right cheek, she stumbles back, exclaiming, “Hey! No fair! You were supposed to let me gas your stupid face out.”

Vicky is able to get off of her belly and onto her back. As she sits up, though…

MPPPPPPHHHH

Vicky exclaims into Zoey’s downright stinky, bubbly bum, which somehow ended up right in Vicky’s face! The unseated Zoey ends up backing up and falling butt-first back onto the mat, except this time with Vicky’s nose wedged deep into her wedgied leotard!

“You really live up to your name, Cushiontoria! Right when my ass needed a little padding from a fall, you offer your comfy face just in the nick of time! Here, let me give you your reward!”

BRRRRROOOOMMMPPPPSSSHHH

An utterly noxious blast is unleashed by the smaller Zoey. It starts off loud and low, like a pocket foghorn, but slowly shifts into a sneaky SBD that has Victoria reeling. Vicky’s nose is so deep in the cute Latina’s booty that she has **** but to face the stink head-on. She can’t compete with this stench, though. She can feel her limbs getting heavier, her mind slowing down.

OH DEAR, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! WITH A SMALL SPLASH OF LUCK, ZOEY HAS VICTORIA IN A DEADLY REVERSE-FACESIT! VICTORIA MAY BE TOUGH, BUT THIS MIGHT BE TOO MUCH FOR THE PLUCKY ROOKIE TO HANDLE. WILL THE JOBBER FINALLY CLIMB THE RANKS ON THE BACK—OR SHOULD I SAY FACE—OF VICTORIA?