(XD Zigs: becomes a ghost type)
"Wait I didn't mean-" he said frantically as he saw the dumptruck hurdling down to smother him again. As she thumped against his face, cheeks and heat surrounding his face and cutting off his air, his legs started to rationally kick and wiggle, the smaller mon instantly fighti.g for his right for air. Her punishment...was technically effective, a bit of smothering to teach him lesson. His face shifted and rustled, pushing his head up inti her, his face planted firmly into her, his mouth rubing on her slit.