Seeing no other option to put the foul gnoll in her place, the teenager foolishly charges her. Becky sees the slim human running at her and leans forward a little bit. With a confident smile she simply waits. He runs right into her, his hands sinking into her pudgy belly. Where he had hoped his momentum would send her to the ground it did nothing even close. Her weighty gut absorbed his entire charge and now it was Becky's turn.
"A hug! Are you trying to bribe me into staying out of your room?! Because it's working." She said with a mischievous giggle. "Now give Becky a kiss and we can go back down to start babysitting."
Angered that his assault was reduced to nothing by this fat bitch, the teen tried to kick and punch, but he was simply no match for his babysitter's brute strength. She grabbed his head in both hands and held it against her stinky breasts. A cornucopia of disgusting odours filled the teen's nose. There were the clear tones of fresh sweat and gnoll shit. Hidden beneath those was a pungent layer of piss, rotten food and a powerful and distinct aroma he couldn't place. All he knew is it was the worst smell he'd ever experienced. Even other gnolls rarely smelled this bad. but his tormentor wasn't satisfied with just holding him close to her rancid body. She wanted a kiss, her maw slobbering like crazy.
"Come here." She said as she brought his face, screaming in terror, to her own. She planted a lengthy slobbering kiss on him, humming with delight. She'd lick his mouth and nose, coating them in foul-smelling gnoll drool. Only the inside of his mouth stayed free of her saliva-ridden tongue. He kept his mouth firmly shut, knowing his babysitter would not hesitate to seize such an opportunity. Becky was patient though. She still had all night to get in there, and she yearned to do the one thing she loved doing most. She set the teenager down and spoke in a soothing voice.
"That was nice. I'll stay out of your room for now." She then pointed at the staircase. "But I do expect you to cooperate now. Go downstairs and sit on the couch like a good boy. I'll be right behind you." He hung his head and slowly sulked towards the stairs. Becky patiently followed him, silently chuckling at the fun she was about to have. As he was on the stairs and heading down, she added one more line. "Oh, and try any tricks and I'll be going straight to your wardrobe to fart my guts out at all of your clothes. And no kiss is going to stop me then."
The teen shuffles into the living room and takes his place on the couch. He knew there was no way out of this. If he ran, she'd stink up his whole room and all of his clothes. What happens next?
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