Down and Dirty (Frankie vs Karbon)

[SweetHeart]

She snickered, bending further forward putting more pressure on his groin from her massive sweaty behind. Once she was bent all the way forward, she would wobble her hips back and forth before removing his hands from her breasts. She would keep a hold of his hands, pulling her butt away from his crotch, before then slamming her fat ass right into his gut, looking to knock him down onto his ass!

If it worked, Frankie would undo her bottoms smirking "You wanna call my gross, yer gonna have to give some apology kisses." The mass which Karbon had to kiss was presented to him, the sweaty ass millimeters from his face, along with a red, putrid, sweat stained thong that graced her fat tanned ass, barelly visbile with how far up her crack they were. Her sweat was launched from the jiggling curves, along with a potent stench that could generously be called musky. The nasty ass and thick sweat was a cocktail of nose burning stench that could make someone's head spin. And it wasn't going to get much better. Just as Karbon only had a moment to react, Frankie spread her cheeks, then slammed her ass right backwards into his face. With a disgusting *SMACK* The huge walls of sweaty pork scented ass slammed against the corner, ass cheeks squishing him into the corner for a stinkface!

[Mkmd13]

All of this bumping and grinding was making Karbon start to feel really uncomfortable in his current situation. Just when he thought it couldn't get any worse though, Frankie would extend her hips forwards and hit him with a massive hip attack right into his crotch! "OOMPH!!!" All the air came rushing out of his lungs from the hit and left his legs feeling like Jell-O! Unable to stand on them any longer, the knight was forced to fall right on his behind in the corner of the ring!

In the very worst position he could be in right now, Karbon was looking face to face with Frankie's ass. "There is no way I'm kissing that thing!" Karbon said back to her, but it didn't matter much anyways. If he wasn't willing going to kiss it, Frankie was going to make him! She thrusted her hips back into his face and made sure that his features sunk deep within her crack. The worst kind of scent washed over his nostrils to the point that he just wanted to gag right then and there, but there was just no room for him to do so. The knight waved his arms franticly and stomped his feet on the mat, trying to do anything and everything in his power to just get away!

[SweetHeart]

Frankie would smirk, rubbing her sweaty ass on his face. "Don't worry, that's just the warm-up~" She smirked, spending the next minute swishing him between her cheeks, a small and damp sweat stain forming across the thin line where her panties were. The wettest and grossest spot was closest to his nose, it's vile musk entering Karbon's lungs bit by bit. Every second felt likely like hours for Karbon' the crowd watching him get smother downfall and humiliation. One of his fists smacked Frankies stomach, as she suddenly stopped, her stomach beginning to gurgle loudly due to the smack.

"Oh gawd~, really shouldn't have done that Karbon.~" She smirked as she was smothered by her sizeable cheeks, and likely trying to finish him off, and the easiest way to do this was to remove what little fresh air was trapped between her cheeks. A quick dose of highly tainted, pressurized air would do the task nicely, but where oh where could Frankie get that?

A cruel grin spreading across her features, as she leaned back, sitting her full weight on his face, his nose stuck up her crack, as she placed both hands on her gut, and started to gently massage it, helping to coax the trapped gas in her system downwards, towards her pucker, and Karbon's nose, which was just a half inch away from the danger zone. “This one,” She shouted, knowing Karbon would struggle to hear anything through those fat cheeks, “is for the kick.” A low, brassy note filled the air, as a plume of fumes swelled out from the crevice between Frankie’s buttocks.

[Mkmd13]

Karbon would rather be anywhere else but here right now. Every single sense on the man was being assaulted right now. The ugly sight of her ass, the feeling of her cottage cheese like cheeks smushing all over his face, the disgusting taste of her skin and sweat, the echo of her butt rubbing away on his face, and the smell... Was worse than 100 skunks combined! There was nothing in this world that could have prepared him for this moment or for the moment that was just about to take place afterwards.

Flailing around and hitting her body at random proved to not only work, but really backfire. As his fist hit her stomach, the words that came out of her mouth instantly struck fear in his mind. He knew exactly what she was talking about and he wanted to get away even more! But try as he might, he still wasn't able to move her weight off of him.

The knight then felt her lean back further to really trap him in and felt her body start to tense up. It was over... If this blast of air were to hit him, he didn't know if he would be able to wake up afterwards. Her noxious gas could literally knock him out! Then, it happened. Karbon felt that rush of air pass his face and the disgusting sound it produced. He could only hold his breath for so long before his body instinctively made him breathe in the awful smell. The knight's body would instantly seize up and his consciousness would start to fade...

[SweetHeart]

With her victim sufficiently pinned, unable to do anything more than wriggle weakly around, Frankie would deposited that ripe fart right to his face. The pungent stench of an aged pig farm filled Karbon’s nostrils, leaving him squirming and practically begging for air. “Woo! I needed to let that out.” Frankie grunted sadistically as she peered over her shoulder to the twitching feet of her fart cushion. “How did that one smell? Did it smell like defeat. How about this one?” She squatted low again, biting her lower lip as she let out a second, rippling blast. Her cheeks wobbled and flapped in the ‘breeze’, her ass spewing another thick deluge of basil tinted fumes, which washed over his face.

If Karbon did go limp, the boy almost seeming unconscious for a moment, but Frankie knew better than to trust that, knowing that her victim was likely just trying to trick her into standing up. "Hope you got lots of perfume you sissy, you're gonna need a ton to even mask this ass." Frankie taunted smuggly, grinding her ass into his face more, before then kicking him in the stomach with a mule kick just to wake him up again. She wasn't done bullying him, she had something much worse in mind.

[Mkmd13]

The calm breeze of the ocean would be swaying in the air, the chirping of seagulls in the distance as waves of bright, shining sky blue sea would roll up on the shore. The temperature was 80 degrees Fahrenheit as Karbon laid back on his beach chair, soaking in the rays of the sun. All was peaceful... All was calm. It was the perfect destination and the best time to be alive. But... Something wasn't quite right... The calm breeze started to have a lingering smell to it. Something like... dead fish? Just when the knight was about to get up from his beach chair, the stench would hit him like a ton of bricks!

"Gah! Where am I!?" Karbon's eyes instantly burst open at the impact of the kick that Frankie gave him. Upon the sight he was given, the knight then knew instantly where he was at, "Oh God please!" He begged as he just wanted out of this dire situation! Karbon would begin to struggle again. Trying desperately to do anything in his power to get away from this wretched place! Kicking, punching, clawing, you name it!

[SweetHeart]

“Oh you're Still awake?” Frankie smirked, grabbing Karbon by the hair, pulling him up to his feet for just a moment, holding it tight as she balled her right hand into a fist. With zero warning, she drove her hand forward, punching him in the gut, and striking with such force that it would make the boy belch out a huge cloud of gas. “Stings, doesn’t it?” She asked, grabbing her bottoms before shoving him down to the corner again. “Well don’t worry, what I have planned for you next won’t sting, it’ll just stink.”

With her lack of pants, she would slam her digusting ass into his face, her sweaty rancid cheeks swallowed his features, even making a few of the crowd turn away from the humiliating and digusting display . Frankie smirked, making sure to really make this humiliating she leaned forwards, making sure his face was perfectly lined up in her ass crack, gritting her teeth, her eyes clenching shut as she grabbed and pushed down to compressed her gut, forcing down a large bubble of previously trapped gas. A sickening gurgle sounded as sweat started to bead on her forehead, the lardass clearly straining as she struggled to shift the stubborn gas bubble, before it finally came through, gallons of gas exploded out of her ass.*

BBBBBBHHHHRRRROOOOOOOOOOMMMMMPPPPPLLLLLUUUUUUUUUUURRRRIIIRRRRRMMMMMMMPPPP!!!!!


A sudden blast tore through the air, Frankie visibly relaxing, her mouth falling agape and tongue flopping from her mouth as her eyes half lidded, and rolled back into her head in an obvious sign of relief. Behind her, rancid smog fired onto his face!

[Mkmd13]

At least Frankie would pull him away from the prison he was forced into while in the corner, but it wasn't going to get any better. Instead of letting him go, she would drive a hard punch right into his stomach. Any remnants of gas that was huffed in by Karbon that Frankie gave to him was expelled out. At least something positive came out from the hit, but the pain doesn't seem like it was worth it at all. "You're... Horrible." The knight managed to squeak out before she made him sit back down in the corner again.

If he thought the first blast was bad, it was about to get a whole hell of a lot worse. The way she was grunting and straining just made him know that the inevitable was on the way. The knight wasn't able to do anything about it, but just sit there and take it. Karbon prayed that this was going to be over soon, but it felt like an eternity back there until she finally let it rip. It felt like his hair was actually blown backwards from the nasty fart and, let's be honest, if a person didn't pass out from this, they most likely don't have a nose...

[SweetHeart]

“What’s the matter, Karbon? Can’t handle a bit o’wind?” She chuckled as he was squished into the depths of her sweat soaked, grimy ass crack with a disgusting *splat*. Frankie couldn’t help but snicker as she rubbed her gut, feeling his muzzle grinding against her fat pucker as those big flabby cheeks crushed the rest of her head, letting out another sputtering *Pbbbbrrrrrmmmrrrrttt* right in his face.

She kept grinding and farting on his face, each of the gassy blasts adding onto and enhancing the torment of his senses. There was no way he would easily get the smell off of him, each of his farts ingraining itself all over Karbon and covered his face in sweat and musk, the pungent smell aggressively burning his nostrils.


PPPPPPPPPPBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBRFFFFFFFFFFFFT

The fumes fired right up Karbon’s nose, any scent receptors were seared by the smell of sour stink, which cooked into his nostrils, ensuring he’d smell nothing but Frankie’s ass for the coming days. . “That’s right you little stink sniffer, suck down my ripe farts.” She mocked and laughed as she delivered the forth noxious release in under a minute. “How does it smell back there?” She mocked, continuing the unholy torture for a full five minutes

After what might have felt like hours to Karbon, Frankie would finally let out a sigh, finally having finished off her gassing of Karbon, patting her gut "Damn that felt good, I feel ten ponds lighter after letting off all that gas." She mocked, strutting forward, comically with Karbon being dragged forward a few feet with his face stuck up her ass, Frankie having to pull him out with a SLURP! It was like a vacuum seal breaking. The suction of Frankie sweat covered crack had swallowed his face, before then dropping him out, leaving him beyond defeated, Frankie snickered at the defeated Karbon, who had to endure a humiliating 10 count before he would finally be free of the match.

[Mkmd13]

It was all over but the crying now. The torturous show that Frankie put on really left it's mark on Karbon who was now thoroughly defeated in the corner of the ring. She would continue gassing him out until there was no more left in her system and finally drug him out of the corner and to the middle of the ring. The knight would fall with no resistance as the referee came over and started the 10 count, "One, two, three..." With each count, Karbon didn't move an inch. The crowd was behind it all as they decided to count along with the referee.

"Nine, ten! Ring the bell!" The referee would announce with Karbon still not getting back up to his feet. The crowd erupted in a mix of cheers and boos as there really wasn't any crowd favorite in this match. With the echo of the bell gone, the knight was still out in the middle of the ring. The referee checked in on him and it was decided that they needed to get the staff out here to drag him out. It appears that this man wasn't going to be waking up any time soon...