"Oh hell yeah!" Bella shouted. She grabbed her already skimpy outfit and tore it off, revealing that she was wearing all her old wrestling gear underneath! Well, almost all of her old wrestling gear. She was missing the mask she liked to wear. And her top. Which meant her fat tits were hanging out for the two goons to see. But you know, Bella didn't mind one bit. "Ha, whoops! Guess you get to enjoy a lil' show while I clobber you bitches!"
Bella fondled her fat mammaries at the two guard dogs and they both blushed. That was more than enough of a distraction to rush in and drop kick one of the dogs straight into a wall, where they smashed into it so hard they collapsed the brick wall behind them and was buried in a pile of mortar. The other dog was so stunned by the sight that she didn't fight back when Bella leaped up, grabbed her in a reverse headlock, lifted her up, and gave her an absolutely brutal brainbuster. The stink and the head trauma meant she wouldn't be giving her much trouble anymore. But Bella decided that she'd drop her ass on the dog a couple times while farting, to make sure that she was definitely down for the count.
"Now to finish YOU," Bella said, waltzing over to the guard dog trapped up to her neck in rubble. Bella turned around, lowered her pants, and prepared for a deadly stinkface. Her rancid ass hovered inches away from the guard dog, who started to beg,
"Please! Wait! Anything but that, please! I know things about Braun, I'll tell you whatever you want, just don't fart on me!"
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