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Helen always dreamed of putting the Pint sized pest in his place, but she imagined he'd put up more of a fight than this. Within the first few moves, her rival was ensnared in her buttocks. She could force him to sniff her gas, she could smash him up with her butt cheeks, but it felt unfulfilled with how weak he turned out. However, he can serve her some other way...
"That all y'got, runt?!" Helen shouts towards her rear.
"Let me out!" the Pint Puncher shouts thrashing about within her buttocks. She stops his struggles with a quick booty clap. She flexes her cheeks together, as if chewing up her captive.
"You really stink at your job. Heck, you might stink more than me!" After finishing her sentence, she roars out a series of laughter as she farts over the hero again. The poor boy was struggling to stay awake within her confines. "Though, I can think of something you might be good at." She plants her hand on the back of the boy's head, and shoves him closer and closer to her rectum. "FUEL!" His face slid past her rectum, and the rest of him starts to go up, more gas blasting out as he starts to fill up the rectum. "Poor you, reduced to a bit of food I can reduce to gas!" she mocks.
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