She flips you such that your head was upside down and your butt was hanging in the air. You were still facing the audience when she picked you up and hanged you on the other side of the nearby wires. Your head was left crooked on the edge of the wrestling arena.
"Hey everyone, check out this cute little butt," Felicia said to some nearby crowd members. You watch a giddy leopard girl skip up to you. Her groin is level with your face and her head was lever with your stomach, but she was staring up at your butt. "Lemme help you there~" Felicia stretches your legs down so far, she was now eye level with your butt, you howl in pain, feeling like your tailbone's going to split. The leopard girl gripped each butt cheek, kneading them as if she were kneading dough, stirring that same confused feeling in you. She then buried her nose into your asshole, motor boating your rear, causing you to keep trying to flail out of Felicia's grasp, resulting in a fit of laughter from the crowd. The leopard pulls herself out from between your cheeks, giving your ass a smack.
Before you can recover from the strange feeling, you see a horse approach, wearing shorts way too small for him. You were eye level with his extreme bulge, and the horse was level with the underside of the third wire, looking down at your butt. Felicia offers the horse your legs so he can play with you a bit.
"Naw, I want his face right there," he says to your confusion and horror. Felicia adjusts your legs so only your butt is brought up to his level while you stayed level with his groin. The horse grabs the top wire, and hops up so his bulge was resting on the edge of the arena, stuffing it in your face.
"MMMMM!" you scream, muffled by the horse's musky groin. He convulses, apparently tickled by your shouting. He brings his face to one of your butt cheeks, biting one of them. You squirm even more, unintentionally grinding yourself against the groin. One moment, his groin would be blocking your air flow, the next you'd be breathing in his toxic groin sweat. After biting your ass, he leaves a trail of kisses across your cheeks, sticking his nose between your cheeks and sniffing (causing another stirring in your stomach). He pulls his face away from your butt, rhythmically dry humping your face. You hear cheering interspersed with the laughter of the crowd. The horse turns around, and lets out a quick fart to your face, leaving you gagging. You don't know how much more of this you can handle. You keep trying to wrench yourself from Felicia's hold.
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