The cub didn't think this could get any worse, but Henriette was happy to prove him wrong. She began to shuffle in place, grinding her heavy ass down on the trapped lion. "Let's rub my stink in good. I want the whole Savannah to know where you've been, little cub." She bore down on him with everything she had and the effect was chilling.
Simba felt himself shifting and moving very slowly. More and more of his body was compacted by the smooth, leathery surface of her ass. Worse yet, he could feel himself slowly slipping between her cheeks, the only place with any amount of space left in this nightmare of a fight. The gassy torment never seized until he was met with the single worst feeling ever. He was wedged so deep between Henriette's flabby asscheeks that his nose was now touching the wrinkled skin of her asshole. The hippo quickly added a thundering fart to confirm his fears.
FFRRRRMMPFT!
The vile gas, piping hot straight from the source, blew up Simba's nose and into his flattened lungs. He could almost feel the potent fumes inflating them again, but he was too dazed and disgusted to act on it.
"What's the matter, why are you not squirming that much any more?" Henriette asked with a facetious smirk. "Is it because you secretly like it down there? Well, I can't blame you. My beautiful ass has been the end of many fights in this ring. My opponents just can't seem to stop admiring it." The crowd all nodded, cheering loudly and egging the hippo on to up the torment. Henriette laughed loudly. She'd smothered and subjugated so many in the ring that she'd lost count. The little lion would be another one.
She ground down on his squashed little body one last time to deliver the ultimate horror. Simba was unable to do anything as he was too tightly packed between the monstrous asscheeks. When she bore down on him his muzzle entered the foul hole. It clenched a little, wrapping around his snout and bathing it in silent, but atrocious farts. This only seemed to spur Henriette on further as she kept going. Slowly Simba's head started to get enveloped by the foul-smelling pucker until it was pulled inside completely.
"Oh! I think he's ready." The hippo mused to the crowd. Simba didn't catch a word of it, his head stuck deep between her asscheeks. She stood up, revealing the extent of her actions to the audience. They showered her in applause upon seeing the cub's grimy fur poke out between her hefty asscheeks. She even clenched them together a little, the lion barely twitching in response.
"Don't get comfy just yet, little cub. I can't leave you there. Not when these people want to see the Hippo Cannon!"
The applause doubled in volume. Henriette was drinking it all in. This is why she got in the ring. The sheer wall of cheering and clapping, all because she was not afraid to humiliate some brat in a wrestling ring. With her victim thoroughly immobilized the hippo bent over and grit her teeth. Her gut rumbled as she prepared the foulest method imaginable for dislodging the trapped cub. This trick only worked with small opponents and there weren't many stupid enough to get in a ring with her. It made this all the more satisfying to do. With her ass pointed skywards she let out a warcry and unleashed a short but amazingly powerful fart.
The explosive force hit Simba in the face with a wall of stench unlike anything he'd experienced, even in the lead up to this. It pushed him free of the painful hold of her asscheeks and sent him flying.
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