"ZEES INSOLENCE DESERVES NOTHINK SHORT OF ANNHILIATION!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. It was true, you had drawn blood with that last attack, something that none of my competitors had ever dreamed of doing. I cracked my knuckles and advanced on your quivering form. Just before I reached you I turned and presented my ass. I grabbed a hold of my cherry red singlet by the seat and pulled it apart, tearing it and exposing my giant, filthy anus to you.
The fans all around were cheering "Gas her gas her gas her!" over and over again. They knew what was coming.
You stared in abject horror, but it was too late. I fell backwards and your entire body disappeared when my ass hit the mat. I shivered in delight, the feeling of another tiny, pathetic wimp shoved up my glorious shitchute. I got up and put three fingers in the air. The fans counted with me as I put up two. Then only one. At the final count I squatted, thrust both my fists downward and grunted.
What happened next was unbelievable. I blew a titanic fart that rivaled even Noxia Putrastench's famous Atomic Ass Bomb. Inside my ass you were rocked by a galeforce wind that blew a fog thicker than pea soup through your very being. It stunk like the outhouse at Oktoberfest, beer kraut and sausage all filtered through the meanest, nastiest digestive tract around.
I sighed as the fart came to a close and looked around. The entire arena was covered in a foggy green haze. The fans who hadn't put on the gas masks that the arena provided most likely choked to death. I scratched my glorious ass and watched as a few pieces of white fur drifted to the ground: all that remained of you.
With that, I strutted off. Whenever I blew a GGC the entire arena had to be quarantined, which meant a week of no matches for me, so I could sit around, eat, and torture my personal slaves.
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