Felicia squeezed her oversized glutes over the Pint Puncher's body in anger.
"You should have stayed put in my cleavage when you had the chance hero," she growled. "I'm going to have to find a way to make sure you don't slip out again."
The vixen smiled as she felt the Puncher's struggles between her massive ass cheeks. Even with his super strength, she had increased her ass to a size where he was no match for them. Felicia moaned in pleasure, enjoying her dominance and content in the knowledge of the torment she was about to put her nemesis through.
The elastic fox suddenly released a foul fart at point blank range directly over the hero's body. The Puncher gasped for air, but was only able to inhale her horrid stench. He felt his body weakening from lack of oxygen as Felicia clenched her cheeks again and again, pausing only to deliver further blasts of gas.
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