Dyno Dad's huge pecs and ass were bulging out of his tight superhero suit. He smirked at his weakling son, Timmy, and got ready to put the hurt on him.
"Round one, son!"
BAM!!!
Timmy found himself being crushed against the post on the corner of the ring, his back against the post while his face was full of ass. Dyno Dad ass to be exact. Dyno Dad was delivering a mighty stink face.
Timmy struggled while Dyno dad just stood there with ease. A relaxed smirk was on his face but it became even more relaxed after he released a long wet fart on Timmy's face.
"See why I was the champion, son?" Dyno Dad asked with his ass on Timmy's face again. "And that's not even half the moves I know..."
"Dad get off!" Timmy yelled into his dad's meaty ass, only to have it muffled by the thickness of it.
"Can't hear you, Timmy. I'm too busy giving you a beating.
After the stinkface had succeeded in turning Timmy's face into a fart absorbing cushion, Dyno Dad decided to show Timmy some other moves in his repertoire. Although most of them ended with Timmy being forced to sniff his dad's ass or getting teabagged.
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