A mighty pony mare debuts: Okami vs Lelannie

As predictable, the fans went all "Ooohhhh" and "Ahhhhhh <3" at Lelannie's next move, as she stripped herself out of her large black bra, only to then use it as a nasty and sensually taunting blindfold for her targeted victim.

"G-Gasp.... w-wait..mnghhhf...." As if his predicament was not desperate enough, Okami's world was now the dark, sweaty confines of Lela's bra, making him completely helpless as the mighty pony mare stuffed his head inbetween her thighs once again, soon lifting him up for a mile-high powerbomb.

"N-Nooo...!!", the blindfolded boy would cry out, unable to see what was going on, but easily aware that it was nothing good for him.

Lelannie hiked her wolf prey high up in the air. She brought him down and slammed his back down on the canvas. She stood up, seemingly dazed and fell on him for a pin maneuver, but once she regained her mind, the large mare huffed and stood back up. She had an evil idea. She picked him up and made an attempt at an Irish whip towards the turnbuckle. Okami should know what direction he was heading with a skunk like mare aiming himself at the corner.

The crowd was going crazy...

"UNGHHH...!!!!" Okami's crush landing was sealed by a loud BOOOOM onto the canvas, the stunned boy getting bounced once before he would then lay down in an ever more pityful, barely conscious state.

With that the crushed and blindfolded wolfboy was more than ready to submit and save himself from more tortures... but Lelannie was not taking any chance of letting go before her......nasty plans for him would be fully accomplished.

"Urgh.... I gi....Woahhhhh...!!! Urghhhhh!!!". Before he could try to speak out his submission, Okami was whipped back first into one corner of the ring, where he would have the remaining of his breath crushed out of his lungs in such painful way.
As a predictable result of Lela's power moves, poor Okami would end slumping along the turnbuckle into a sitting position as Lelannie's had her sexy and dominating way to walk closer, giving a little show for the crowd as she got herself ready to go for the kill.

"uhhhhhnn.... n-no please....", the boy would mumble faintly, his crushed body being too weak to even try and move away while he got a quite clear, horrifying idea of what could be expected next from a powerful and twisted-minded fake skunk/pony mare.

Lelannie walked straight up to the blindfolded boy and tore the blindfold off as she spun around, arching her tail up high as she gave herself a HUGE wedgie and brought her ass a millimeter off his face, but suddenly she pulled away and shook her finger at him and smirked extremely dark.

"Tsk, Tsk, Tsk. How shameful of me! If I do this, then I go all the way! Just be ready to tap as soon as I do!" She said, undoing a few buttons and her thong fell away. The crowd was all probably cuming at this point as Lela sauntered back over and planted her big, sweaty rear on Okami's face. Her tail hole directly planted on his nose and her puss on his lips, but that didn't matter as the pressure applied to his face would drain oxygen too fast.

"Uhhhh w-wha....??? 0///0", Stunned and still barely conscious only thanks to the special resilience granted by his wolfblood heritage, Okami meekly managed to get rid of the blindfolding bra... just in time to see Lelannie present her huge curvy pony derriere to him.

Sensuous, intimidating.... and lethal, the sultry pony mare slipped out of her thong with a fluid movement and just pressed herself hips first onto her sitting victim, absorbing his muffled cries so nicely inbetween her meaty and muscular buttcheeks, turning his world into a hellish buttpress darkness.

"UGH...!!! Oh no...no...! dontmffffffhhhh... MRFFFFFFFFF....!!!".
Butt sealed nose, pussy sealed lips, poor Okami would start flailing weakly in panic: he could not get any air now, only her powerful scent as she was sensually suffocating him.

Lelannie shook her head as he didn't tap instantly. Now she had a last resort ready for if what she was about to do didn't aid her. She planted her feet and suck in a bunch of air as she released... gas. "Pfffbbbbrbbbbt!" Echoed off of Okami's face as a green fog enveloped his head. "I warned you! Now tap or else!" She commanded to make him think more gas was on its way and the crowd was laughing at his humiliation

"Mgghhhh???? MMRPFFFFHHHH......!!!". Okami thought he was going to die as the mephitic green cloud of "gas Lela" suddenly enveloped his face, bringing his suffocation to a totally new level of humiliation and suffering!

Much to his unluck, that nasty circumstance nudged him into flailing even more from both panic and inability to think straight, due to the the venomous vapours that relentelssly replaced any slight amount of air he could hope to inhale.

And thus, his meek hands started to sweetly rub her curvy hips instead of tapping out, all nice and meek with that cute little touch that was supposed to be an attempt at pushing off... but was instead reduced to nothing but a cute worshipping caress, because of poor Okami being on the brink of gassed unconsciousness.
"m-mfff...... @_@"

Lelannie pulled herself off of him and dragged his near unconscious wolf ass to the center of the ring and stood him up, holding on to him by the throat. "Since you refuse to tap! I must do this!" She said, dragging her free thumb across her neck. The crowd went haywire as she lifted him up and set him up for the Tombstone Piledriver!

"uhhhh w-wha...t..??....@_@...".
Of course, it was not like Okami was really able to tapout at this point. With his mind numb and hallucinated by Lelannie's stinky gas, everything seemed distorted to his blurry vision, and he could not even get what she was exactly saying... save from knowing by instinct that they were not good news for him.

Possibly, Lela was fully aware of this, but still willing to show off the full repertoire of her most lethal moves. And thus, Okami was lifted and turned upside down, locked into Lelannie's mighty arms for her own version of a tombstone piledriver.

A quite embarassing version indeed, from the victim's point of view, which didn't miss to arise wild roars of excitement from the crowd:  with Okami's head pressed against her naked crotch, and his spent boyhood wedged inbetween her large, dominant bosoms, the already defeated boy was subjected to a last erotic taunt before he would be crushed head first into oblivion.

Lela held him for a second before turning things incredible lethal. She did a jumping tombstone and his head came crashing down on the mat. Lelannie was so spent that she didn't do the Rest in Peace pin. She sat on his face one last time and pulled him into a schoolboy pin. "1...2..." Her arm slammed down on the mat. Was this the end?