I tried to get away, sitting up and trying to fan the stench away. I couldn't. It stuck around in the air, taunting me. I was hit in the head with her big, nucular bubble butt, getting knocked back down, before she jumped up and sat on me, crushing me again under her intense weight. She laughed as I screamed in pain, and blew another fart that choked me. She laughed and ground her weight down into me.
"I've always wanted a kitty" she started "and after I beat you, I'll have one! Ittl be great! You'll smell nothing but my dirty diaper, all day and all night. You'll even eat from it! Does that sound good kitty?!" She laughed. I couldn't believe it. This brat was beating me!
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