By: StinkCrazy
Cynthia had just recovered from her last gross loss. Her nasty opponent at the smash tournament had the audacity to fart on her face! She had lost her chance at the prize money and all hopes of securing a place in the top 4. She couldn't believe nobody cares to investigate her gross femboy opponent, but for now she just wanted to get the thought out of her head.
Still at the same convention, albeit reeking of his gas Cynthia decided to enter a last minute side tournament. Hopefully, none of her opponents would cheat just like her last one.
But poor Cynthia was in for a world of hurt.
She noticed that some of the tournament entrees had a strange...Smell as they crowded around. But she was no stranger to smash players lack of Hygiene. It was a round robin style tournament, so everyone had to play each other at-least once. She stepped into the booth for her first match, awaiting her next opponent. Although smash players rarely showered, it couldn't be that bad right?
Her jaw dropped to the floor, as a plump pale skinned woman stomped into the booth with her. Her black sweatpants could do little to conceal her curves. She was wearing a white t-shirt to go with it that said GAMER in big black letters, with her hoodie tied around her waist. The sweat stains on her shirt's armpits made Cynthia retch in her mind.
The plump smash player smiled widely at Cynthia, revealing her braces. Her face was freckled with big black framed glasses to boot. "Hi! Looks like we're up together!" Her long black hair swished as she rushed over to sit as close as possible to Cynthia. A little too close. The smell of her body burned Cynthia's nose, as they began to select their characters. "Hi...." Cynthia awkwardly let out, struggling to avoid saying she stinks. Her opponent however, had no concept of personal space. She wrapped her arm around Cynthia's neck, holding her real close to her chest like a best friend. "Let's have a good match!"
Cynthia almost choked on her gross body smell, "Yeah..." She gasped for air the minute her opponent let go. After selecting her character, she couldn't help but notice her opponent picked Wario of all characters. The match begun, and the two of them were neck and neck.
Sadly, she wasn't going to win this one. Her opponent reduced her to 1 stock left, and finished her with the infamous Wario Down B. Her character flew out of bounds, defeated by the instant killing fart! Her opponent cheered as she won the match, Cynthia relieved that she wouldn't stink her out. An ominous gurgling of the chubbier woman's stomach put her on edge.
She turned to her with a big fat smile, "Oh! Oh! Wait one second!" Cynthia's stomach turned, expecting things to get gross again. The Chubby gamer stood up, and slammed her weight right on top of Cynthia's face. "That's better! Sorry I've just had alot of gas and... Damn I wanna fart on you! No hard feelings right?" Cynthia's face was buried underneath the fat gamer's butt, the smell of her sweat and nastiness getting all over her face.
"Not like it matters. You kinda stunk that whole match anyway!"
BFFFFFFFFFFFT!
"Now your gonna smell just like your character! Isn't that great?" Without any restraint, the plump gamer prepared to fart more on top of Cynthia. "Sorry. I just have this big baaaaaaad habit of farting on someone when I land the down B on them. Especially if I win with it! You're just plain unlucky today~" Her positive attitude was now replaced with a smug winner, she didn't allow Cynthia to breathe at all underneath her. The only thing she'd be breathing in was her gas!
pFfFft!
PFfFT!!
"I don't even know why you entered this tournament, you just stink~ Didn't you drop out of the last one?" Her opponent ruthlessly mocked her while farting. All of a sudden she stopped, and pulled herself off of Cynthia. "Oh no...Looks like it's gonna come out the other end. Guess I'm not finishing you off so fast!" She held Cynthia by her shirt, her stomach grossly gurgling full of air. "Take this!"
URRRRRRRRP!
The foul burp blew itself all over Cynthia's face, making her shake to attempt to escape. The farts from earlier had weakened her, rendering her pathetic in the grasp of her chubby and much grosser opponent. "Ooh! Gotta make you taste what I ate earlier. That's the fate of losers like you in bracket!" She forced her lips upon Cynthia's, grossly kissing her and making her taste that rancid breath of hers. Cynthia teared up from smell, before tasting something way worse.
uUUUURRRRP!
She withdrew her lips, holding Cynthia's shut and making sure she swallowed it before letting go. "Oh yeah, I ate a big buffet earlier. Hope you enjoy that one! Stinker." She smiled widely, Cynthia laying back against the couch they were on disgusted and weak. Her stomach gurgled louder, signaling more of her gas was ready. "Oh yeah baby. Time to Down B you in real life!" She pulled down her pants, revealing her massive and gross arse. For dramatic effect, the chubby gamer leaped into the air and slammed herself down on Cynthia's face.
"Fuck what did I do to deserve this..." Cynthia murmured to herself in tears, prepared for the gassy attack.
BFFFFFFFFFFT!
The obnoxious fart knocked Cynthia out. Her stinker of an opponent refused to stop there though. She had to make sure this loser knew her place, and what better way than to keep farting on her? Taking her sweet time, she eventually got up and left her there, covered in her farts. The weight of her ass caused Cynthia to lay almost flattened against the couch seat, she would wake up to find herself literally flat and at the mercy of whoever sat there next...