The fight had just started, and the Pint Puncher was already humiliated and trapped in Borris shorts, his face was forced between the boar's hairy nuts. But Borris knew he wasn't sweaty enough, after all, he just had trapped the Puncher without much effort, an unfortunate idea for the hero lit up in Borris mind. With an evil grin on his face, Borris stopped rubbing the Pint Puncher in his groin and aimlessly started to run in the middle of the street.
The hero had was relieved when he noticed he wasn't being rubbed against two sacks, but his hope disappeared when Borris started to move. "Where is he taking me?" The Puncher thought and immediately tried to break free once again. For Borris amusement, he wasn't accomplishing anything except wearing himself out. Borris laughed and just kept on running and running.
After a few minutes of jogging, Borris had already started to sweat, with meant bad news for the hero trapped in Borris shorts. To make matters worse, the Pint Puncher realized too late that his prison was getting smellier and wetter. The hero came to his senses and realized that getting sweaty was Borris plan all along! He tried even harder to escape, but it didn't seem to be enough. Borris felt how the Puncher got weaker by every moment, if things kept going this way, Borris would have a spiced meal in no time.
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