Round Two
Victoria confirmed as Braixen retrieved her socks, pulling them back over her arms and flashing a thumbs-up, turning to face th Libre yet again as a series of beeps signalled the next round starting. Libre started off with a backflip into a body slam, but Braixen stepped back to dodge. However, when she landed on her stomach, a massive wet fart blasted from her ass and into Braixen's face. Braixen's eyes watered, she started coughing and stumbling as s the putrid gas invaded her sinuses.
"Ack! Oh, you'll pay for that!" Braixen groaned angrily as she turned to face Libre… Or rather, Libre's ass. Libre had jumped butt first at her, and right as she made contact with Braixen's face, she let another fetid fart out, the force of it blasting Braixen away. "EWW! Your gas is awful!"
"That's what happens when you eat 5 burritos." Libre chuckled as she approached the downed Braixen. Braixen was more prepared this time however, and she swung her leg into Libre's gut, knocking her to the ground. She then kicked the floored Libre into the wall of the arena, and her back hit it with a grunt.
"You had a nice run, Pikachu! But I'm afraid you aren't tough enough to take my stinky torture, and your gas is only getting weaker with each blast." Braixen ranted as she picked up Libre, again sitting with her in her tight grasp, holding her upside down with her face sandwiched between her cheesy paws.
"Nmmph!" Libre squirmed and squeaked in Braixen's tight grasp, her mouth accidentally opening and giving Braixen a chance to stuff her gunk-filled toes into her mouth. Her toes wiggled around in Libre's maw, smearing toe jam over her tongue and cheeks. Libre sunk her teeth into Braixen's feet, causing her to scream and pull her toes out.
"Rrgh! I'm about ready to finish you, Pika-brat!" Braixen shouted angrily. Suddenly, Libre's stomach gave a massive, sudden lurch. Braixen gulped loudly, but suddenly had a brilliant idea. She grabbed the Libre's wrestling costume bottom and pulled then up, then took her fingers and jammed them into Libre's gas hole, eliciting a moan from her. Libre tried to force the fart out anyway, but with Braixen's fingers clogging her pipes, the gas didn't flow as Libre wanted. "What's wrong? Feeling a little plugged up? How about you let it out the other end?"
"H-huh?" Libre groaned as she suddenly felt her gas head northwards, and she let out a series of nasty belches, the stench sinking into Braixen's foot sweat, which ended up being smeared back against Libre's face. "Eww! P-please… Stop this…" Libre murmured as the stink finally overwhelmed her, and she passed out in Braixen's rancid embrace.
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