Chapter #7Bertha Hippo by: Badman   "Ladies and gentleman!" the highly animated and pudgy cat. "In this corner; Single, weighing in at 138 pounds, he likes long walks on the beach, his girls big, and their farts bigger; Say hello to... *Barry the Bitch Boy~~~!"
Several spotlights shone down upon Barry as he shielded his eyes. Only for panties stained with the gas of many women who had come to watch young men like him be humiliated beneath the two-ton buns of the wrestlers, rained down from the sky. Some had teddy bears dotting them. One had a message written on the butt that read "Breathe deep when they fart~ ". And it didn't stop. Not even when a massive pair of bloomers with an expansive heart on the butt overwhelmed him, it's status of being soaked by putrid stinky sweat weighing it down. They were big enough to consume Barry and did. As more panties rained down, he was stuck and struggling, blindly waving back and forth.
"Oh~! I think we've got a potential wrestler in the audience~," Percilla cooed as she wiggled back and forth while Barry suffocated beneath the over-sized bloomers, trying to find his way out as the sweet scent of ass sweat surrounded him.
"And in this corner," Percilla declared, as Barry pulled the underwear off himself, leaving him still soaked and stinking of ass sweat, "the hippopotamus who's lookin' to get monogamous; Weighing in at pounds unknown, a woman who's ass has triumphed over monster trucks; Bertha Hippo!"
The crowd went nuts as Bertha blew them all a kiss. Turning her back to Barry, she waved to the crowd, and waved her hips obnoxiously at Barry himself.
"At the end of the night, this will Bertha have crushed her latest conquest into an adequate 'dating paste' as she likes to call it? I have a good feeling~" Percilla cooed, winking at Barry. He quivered in fear as he tried to back away into the corner, hoping to slip out of the ropes...
*DING-DING!*
The bell sounded. Far faster than her girth would let on, Bertha sprinted towards Barry, and leapt into the air, spinning around as she did.
Barry panicked and tried to-
*SQUASH!!*
Bertha's big butt smashed him into the mat before he could "try" much of anything as the crowd cheered. Bertha sat smugly, her ass crack soaked with sweat that went through her tight shorts. She wiggled back and forth with a satisfied grin on her face.
"Mmmm... You certainly feel handsome enough down there," she cooed, raising her arms above her head, so as to emphasize her "feminine charms". Then she farted loudly.
A massive, ripping burst of pure ass that pushed any fresh air remaining out of the poor human's flattened lungs. His eyes bulged, bloodshot and swollen, only to be flattened again as Bertha squeezed her butt cheeks together, grinding them into her sweaty, gas stained ass-crack. The putrid stench of taco's and hippo butt washing over your innards as she got comfy.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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