This choice: Finish him off, with a powerful blast. • Go Back...Chapter #3Finish him off, with a powerful blast. by: cheese111   "Warmup's over kiddo, time to bring the heat!" Thunder snorted, pleased with his antics.
Simba was hopelessly outmatched on every front. This elephant was so much bigger and stronger than him it wasn't even funny. Well, the crowd was getting a good laugh in, seeing the cub get flattened underneath Thunder's massive rear. And their laughter didn't abate when he stood up again, revealing Simba to the world once more. The cub was wedged firmly between his buttcheeks, their flabby mass easily pinning him in place. With each movement the elephant made his round bottom jiggled a little, inadvertently crushing and smothering the cub with his rank stench. Somewhere much deeper lay his shuddering pucker, which he held firmly shut. The next fart would blow his opponent away in one foul blast.
Thunder grit his teeth and clenched his buttocks together, pressing down on Simba in the process. But squashing the cub wasn't his main goal, as louder and louder gurgles emanated from his huge gut. The little lion knew precisely what he was in for, but he was powerless to do anything about it. For a good minute he kept thinking the elephant had reached his peak volume, but the gurgling just kept on building. Eventually Thunder bent forward a little, ready to destroy his opponent in one filthy blow. Simba could hear the gas travelling through the elephantine guts, racing towards him. At the last moment he closed his eyes and prayed for a miracle.
The sound erupting from Thunder's rear was loud enough to start earthquakes and the amount of gas passed was enough to launch the little cub across the arena. Because of the slightly bent posture of the elephant Simba was propelled towards the ground, which he hit with a loud smack before sliding through the dirt towards one of the trees marking the edge of the ring. More horrifying then the noise or the force behind this butt blast was the smell. It had dissipated quickly into the air, but the little cub had received a shot at almost point blank range. Words couldn't describe the potency of the elephant's concentrated gas and the painful stinging Simba experienced in his nose. It made the crushing pressure of an elephant sitting on him feel like a walk in the park by comparison.
Thunder was very pleased with himself. He built up the suspense with the crowd beautifully and unleashed the best fart he'd ever had right in Simba's face. He couldn't be happier with himself right now, and to top it all of he would get to take the little cub home with him as a prize. Oh the things he'd do to that poor little thing. Only for a few days though, Thunder wasn't completely horrible. He was so busy thinking up things to do with the little lion he didn't notice him struggling to stand up again. Miraculously the cub wasn't out of the count just yet. Either his brains had been farted out or he was just amazingly stubborn, nobody knew. Thunder looked down at the defiant little cub, his brow nearly tearing itself off his face in sheer bewilderment.
"How in the hell..."
Simba didn't say anything back, he just grinned. Thunder didn't know what to think. This little twerp had defied his mighty farts which was unheard of. On the other hand, this meant he could have another bit of fun with him. The elephant figured that was enough to look past the dopey grinning of the little lion.
"I'm impressed... bigger wrestlers have been floored by that sort of firepower." The elephant's upbeat smile then turned into a smile filled with spite and malice. "How's about as a reward you get to play with my..." | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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