International Pro Wrestling

Scene: In the IPW gym. Big muscled pro wrestlers are working out, showing off, and pumping themselves up for the night's show. In the middle of all of them, is the big, muscled American god himself, Apollo Bowens. From the gym entrance, comes his rival, the Canadian crusher, Cody North...

18:07 Cody_North: SUP BROOOOOOOOO0
18:07 Apollo_Bowens: You again?
18:08 Cody_North: Yeah it's me again
18:08 Cody_North: How's those deadlifts going
18:08 Apollo_Bowens: Better than yours, as usual. *drops bar hard onto the mat*
18:09 Cody_North: Uh no way, you're barely going 370 on that! Lemme show you how it's done... *adds on 2 45s and deadlifts for 8 reps*
18:12 Apollo_Bowens: Psh...I was just warming up, kid. *Adds 2 15s to yours...deadlifts for 5 reps* Know your place, little buddy.
18:13 Cody_North: *smirks* good job you know how to push a weight, but can you keep it, *pushes you aside and deadlifts for 8 reps*
18:16 Apollo_Bowens: Grrrr....I'll show you, kid. *pushes you to the side and adds 2 45s*...Get ready for your jaw to drop...*Starts deadlifting...gets up to 5 reps...but then my arms start failing me...my gear riding up my ass a bit as I grunt*
18:19 Cody_North: I smile, watching you start to fail, "man you suck at this" I shove you aside and try deadlifting the massive weight... fuck... too heavy... I look at you and smirk
18:20 Apollo_Bowens: Huffing and puffing...but I grin as I see you fail to even do one rep..."Now that we've established who the alpha is here...what do you want, Canadian dirtbag?"
18:27 Cody_North: I grin, "alpha? you're trying to prove you're the alpha bruh" I pick up a dumbbell, giving it a few bicep curls, "says the man who keeps getting his ass kicked by those Russian jobber boys"
18:29 Apollo_Bowens: Grrr...this obnoxious little fucker has a better memory than I thought, I'm just hoping he doesn't remember that humiliating finisher the Russian used on me. "Please...that big Russian would quite literally wipe the mat with your body...and so would I." I say as I flex next to your bicep curls.
18:33 Cody_North: I laugh, that Russian is completely terrified me after I annihilated him in the locker room! Besides us Canadians are always great at dragging those ruskies down a notch. Its just the food chain bro, you're at the bottom and I'm at the top.
18:34 Apollo_Bowens: *Scoff* You couldn't even "annihilate" a Quebecer you weak little punk. And you better WATCH what you say about you being on top of me...otherwise I might just have to show off my American superiority over you in the ring.
18:36 Cody_North: Oh I'm watching what I say *real* carefully, you just ain't that scary when you spend most of your time bullying cruiserweights and european twinks. Who knew those Brits were such big fans of the BBC
18:37 Apollo_Bowens: At least you have some semblance of intelligence...those Brits DO love some BBC, they practically beg me to finish them off with a full nelson. Don't forget, "Canuck"...you're just a European mutt yourself *raising an eyebrow*
18:39 Cody_North: My eyes narrow, don't really know what a 'semblance' or 'intelligence' is... I shrug, "whatever they might have to return the favor, since I'm gonna be putting you on a liquid diet... Dr. Cody's orders" I smirk
18:42 Apollo_Bowens: I catch a glimpse of your pecs and that nice white bubble butt of yours as you lift those dumbbells...I lick my lips. "Oh is that so, Cody?" I say before I assert my dominance and spank your ass..."You and me. Tonight. 7PM. And let's just say...you're gonna be the one getting some liquid in your diet." I say grinning.
18:44 Cody_North: I grunt as you spank my well-spanked ass, smirking back at you, I toss the dumbbell aside, plant my hands on your big meaty pecs, and shove you hard. "Can't wait to show you how Canadian bacon is made... here's a hint, it's not real pig meat"
18:47 Apollo_Bowens: You shove me back hard, feeling your grip against my pecs..."Oh you're a feisty one...I like that. Makes the conquest even more fun. See you at 7, Cody 'South'" I say grinning as I turn around and walk away. My trunks still a bit wedgied, not only from the deadlifting, but also what's going on upfront. I am so fucking pumped for this match.
18:55 Cody_North: I can't stop grinning to myself, I'm gonna be so pumped to kick his ass coast to coast. I get in the rest of my workout, feeling that pump pulse through my muscles. After that I head into the locker rooms to get changed. Slip on my red-and-white trunks with the maple leaf printed suggestively over my bulge. Then a pair of matching boots and knee-pads. Then I head through the locker rooms, overhearing a conversation between two perpetual european jobbers... Danish twink Finn telling the French pretty boy Beau how Apollo made him oink in the ring. I smile to myself... they're going to be really disappointed when I crack Apollo over my back tonight.
19:01 Apollo_Bowens: Done my workout so I head straight for the showers, already have a headstart on this Canadian punk. I make sure the shower is cold so I can keep my head in the game. After I dry off, I grab my favourite pair of stars and stripes speedos. Nothing scares a Canadian more than reminding him who his masters are. After I get my black boots and kneepads on, I go to find Ahmed...and I know just where to look. I find him wedgied on a hook in the fratboys locker room and I manage to sneak him out as they're taking keg shots. I bring him back to my locker room and we review his old defeats against Cody. Ahmed walks me through all of his humiliation moves...I wince at every brutal low blow he dealt to the Egyptian...they even made a commercial out of them! Ahmed wishes me good luck and I head out towards the ring awaiting Cody's entrance.
19:10 Cody_North: The crowd is pumped for the main event match. I watch the rest of the night's matches progress from the backstage area, the Red Army takes out the British Bulldogs in the first match, then Ryuji Hamada submits Hasan Afshari in his Dragon/Camel clutch finisher, and Idris Alooma beats Callum Knight by pinfall. Finally, after 2 hours of waiting, and Chad Thunderman landing his Perfect Press finisher on Furia Roja, its time for the main event. I'm announced first, the announcer roaring over the speakers, "standing at 6'0" and weighing 200 lbs... from Vancouver, Canada... he is the Canadian Nightmare... COOODYYYYY NOOOOORRRTHHH" I strut out onto the stage, FLEX for the fans before making my way down the ramp. I fistbump a fat man in a trucker hat as he holds his arm out for me, before climbing up the stairs and through the ropes. Get up on a corner turnbuckle and FLEX again before getting off and waiting for my opponent...
19:16 Apollo_Bowens: A great night of wrestling, the usual players taking their spoils. Ahmed leaving my side to help Hasan get his flag gear unlodged from his ass as Ryuji shoots me a cocky smile. The Brits still moaning in defeat as the might slavs grin at me as they pass by...grrrr. My fellow American taking the win over that strong luchador...he might be a douchebag but a win is a win. I hear Cody's introduction and see him prance in with all that confidence. I can't keep my eyes off his ass as the announcer finally finishes introducing him. Now it's my turn..."ANNNND HIS OPPONENT...STANDING AT 6'3 and weighing in at 245LBS...from Atlanta, Georgia...he is the AMERICAN APOLLO!!!" I burst out from backstage as the crowd goes wild. They're all ready for another American victory as I flex for them and jog to the ring. Eager to lock up with my Canadian chewtoy. I maintain eye contact with the kid. "You're all mine." I mouth at him.
19:21 Cody_North: I flash a cocky smirk at you as the announcer drones on, "... and tonight is a big match for both these men, since whoever wins will become the #1 Contender for the IPW World Championship." declares John McCall. Corey continues the thought, "you can bet the current champ Ivan Kavarin will be paying close attention tonight. Especially with the victory of his enforcers, Vladimir Radukan and Dagan Khassar over the Brits, he is merely inches away from uniting the World and Tag champions under the same stable." I lean against the corner post as the ref pats me down, before the bell rings and I advance towards me. "You may as well just save everyone the time and submit to me now, you *always* choke against Kavarin anyways" I taunt.
19:25 Apollo_Bowens: The announcer gets the crowd even more hyped up...this match is a big deal. And when I crush that weak little pretty boy...I'll be one step closer to getting revenge on that big Russian fucker. I shoot a cocky smile at the crowd as the ref pats me down. I finish my flexing and the crowd is aching for the match to start...the bell finally rings...DING DING DING...and I advance forward without hesitation. While the Canadian shoots out some his typical trash talk, I just nod my head and look for an opening. Bingo. Right as he finishes his sentence I RUSH in going for a big lock up...trying to push him towards the corner!
19:29 Cody_North: Just as I finish my thought you rush at me, going for a lock up. I grunt, jamming my fingers into your shoulders as I plant my boots onto the mat. You're strong, but I know you waste your strength like a Cadillac engine, whereas I have the stamina of a Dodge truck. I grunt as I let you push me back again, wasting some of your power as I twist downwards and then to the side, making it difficult for you to shove me. Then with speed, I launch my knee up into your lower abs, as you suddenly lose your grip I whirl around, getting behind you holding your wrist in a hammerlock. My other arm reaches around your chin to pull your head back.
19:33 Apollo_Bowens: Grinding against you as I try to get the upper hand. Your fingers crushing my shoulders but I just keep pushing back harder and harder, like the all-American bull I am. I thought I had you where I wanted you...but then you twist downwards and SMASH my abs with an unexpected knee! No time to flex as I'm doubled over, in prime position for your humiliating hammerlock and chinlock combo. I helplessly reach towards the ropes I was trying to push you into..."if Apollo's the American bull...then Cody is the Canadian MATADOR!" the announcer says...
19:35 Cody_North: I smirk, pumping your arm up, shoving your wrist in between your shoulder blades and controlling you by the head. I lift up a boot, shove it behind your right knee and kick it down, so you're kneeling on a knee. Then I shove it behind your left, getting you in a kneeling position. I take my hand off your chin, grabbing your other wrist and shoving it beside your other arm, double hammerlock position. Then I push you forwards, shoving your face into the mat, keeping the double hammerlock on to stretch out your shoulders.
19:39 Apollo_Bowens: Feeling my arm getting bent back hard...groaning and grunting as I can't break free. Right as I'm about to get to the ropes, fingertips away...you smash the back of my knee, charlie-horsing me down to the mat. "Now I've never seen American bend at the knee to...Canada!" the announcer says as you grab my other wrist and lock me in a double hammerlock! My beefy pecs on display for a few moments before you force me to taste the mat. Struggling underneath you as my legs kick helplessly! "Cody's got Apollo HOGTIED with his own arms!" the announcer adds...
19:42 Cody_North: I smile as I mount your thick ass, sitting down on it as I torture your arms in the double hammerlock. "Hey bro..." I growl before I CRANK both arms hard, almost popping them out of your shoulders, "I have a right to bear ARMS" taunting you as I torture your arms. After another good crank I release them, letting your arms fall to your sides before moving my ass up your back, draping them over my knees before I grab your chin, LIFT it up, going for an early camel clutch submission.
19:46 Apollo_Bowens: Feeling your big bubble butt pressing down on mine...your cocky trash talk ringing through my ears as you dominate my arms. My legs flailing and I moan until you finally release my arms! Trying to recover from the pain and look for my next move...but before I can get away your GRAB my arms and lock me in a brutal CAMEL CLUTCH! Shaking my head no as the crowd watches me get ridden by the Canadian..."Apollo can't lose here...a quick squash like this would make him the league's new jobber!" the announcer says...I clench my teeth and try to shimmy my arms off your thighs...trying to power out!
19:49 Cody_North: I smirk, an early tapout would be so humiliating for you. Exposing you to the world as my big, black jobber. I can feel your arms trying to shimmy off my thighs, I reposition myself, pushing my legs so my thighs are angled upwards, cranking your head back further in the process. "See..." I taunt, "I may be an idiot... but unlike you I can learn from my mistakes" Groundwork had always been my weak point, so I have been working hard on grappling for weeks now.
19:53 Apollo_Bowens: This Canadian fucker might not be as dumb as I thought...he's riding me! The humiliating of some pale white boy riding a stallion like me. You crack the hold hard and I start groaning and screaming..."Apollo's getting ridden hard...he might end up tapping out just like Ahmed did!" the announcer says...I feel a fire within me..."oh HELL no!" I say under my breath as I use my stretch to rip my arms out from your clutch and grab your ankles...trying to pry them apart so I can break free!
19:56 Cody_North: I laugh, cranking your head, "come on tap, bitch tap... it's what you're good for" I taunt. Rolling my bubble butt over your back to add to your humiliation. Then I feel your hands on my ankles, no no no, I think to myself, trying to move them out of the way. But your hands manage to grasp at them, suddenly prying at them to try and break free. I respond by CRANKING your back some more, maybe I can get that submission before you escape...
19:59 Apollo_Bowens: Feeling your big white ass grinding against me...fuckkk...the humiliation...the heat!! I PRY your ankles apart harder and harder, even with your cranking, I manage to slide out from behind! Finally free...my neck and back still aching from that brutal camel clutch. You end up on your feet, and I'm still down on my knees...so I ball up my fist and go for a HUGE uppercut between your legs! "That one's for Ahmed!" I say as the crowd goes wild!
20:01 Cody_North: A few more seconds, trying to hold on, but somehow you slide your massive muscles out from under me, prying my ankles wide just enough to make that little space you needed. You come out behind me, and before i can react I feel the brutal force of your forearm slamming into my big balls, your knuckles scraping across my lower abs as your forearm crushes my bulge. "AAARRGHHHH" I scream, the force of your forearm making me bend over as my feet leave the mat, before I crash into the mat face-first.
20:04 Apollo_Bowens: I can see your white bubble butt clench after that brutal uppercut to the nuts. Your legs clench together too as you clutch your Canadian maplenuts and fall to the mat face-fist. "TIMMMBBERRR!!" I say as I stand up, grinning and flexing my big muscles for the crowd. Now to get my revenge on you for all that arm and back torture...I grab you by the wrists and PULL your arms backwards...STRETCHING you into a surfboard as I plant my boot on your spine!!!
20:06 Cody_North: I'm on my knees, clutching my balls, face planted on the mat. Thick white ass pointed at the ceiling, you grab an arm and pull my wrists out. Then you pull my arms backwards, stretching me out into a surfboard stretch. A big boot planted in my spine as I moan, "NNNGHHHHHH". The ref in my face. I kick and drag my legs along the mat, trying to find a way to escape.
20:07 Apollo_Bowens: Grinning as I wrench the hold in with some added gusto..."Aww...is this what happens to you Canadians when there's no big, mighty American to swoop in and save the day?" I say cackling as I STRETCH your arms as far back as they'll go...pressing down hard on your spine. No mercy after what you did to MY shoulders...then when I'm finally done hearing your pathetic pussy screaming...I release your ankles and let your face smash into the mat a full impact!
20:09 Cody_North: "AARGHHHHH" my screams getting louder as you stretch out my arms. Returning the favour, my arms feel like they're getting torn out of my sockets. After a few more agonizing seconds you finally release me, slamming my face into the mat with your boot. I grunt as my face bounces, but managing to roll back up onto a knee before standing to face you. I throw another cocky smile at you, "that it? really?" I taunt, as I raise my arms at you again, daring you to come in for another lock-up.
20:13 Apollo_Bowens: The bloodcurdling screams as the pretty boy gets his money maker smashed into the mat. I thought you'd spend some more time on the mat...but you manage to get up quick. "You know I'd be more intimidated if I hadn't just heard you screaming like a little bitch." I say as we raise our arms and I go in for the lockup. Not playing with any of your tricks this time, I go in for the lockup and quickly convert it to a side headlock! Your face grinding against my muscular black pecs!
20:15 Cody_North: I grin at you, getting close, as we lunge at each other and go for another lock-up. Sweaty muscles, each a little broken, grinding against each other. This time you get the advantage fast, shoving me down with your strength then twisting me into a side headlock. I grunt as my face is smashed against your muscular pecs. I wrap my arms around your torso, and plant my feet down on the mat. My core and hamstrings engage, as you feel my trying to LIFT you up over my shoulder.
20:17 Apollo_Bowens: Getting cocky now as I FLEX my pecs and my biceps. Grinding you into my beefy pecs...your face almost completely submerged in them. "And Cody's getting a taste of PURE AMERICAN BEEF!" the announcer says as I raise my eyebrows up and down for the crowd. But I didn't think the little Canadian would even try to lift me...I feel my feet coming off the mat as my eyes go wide! Trying not to get launched back...I lean all my weight forwards...this might not end well for my prized bubble butt...
20:21 Cody_North: My face being ground against your massive pecs, trying to make ground beef out of me. I growl, Alberta prime rib is not the kinda meat you grind, only that trash coming out Texas masquerading as actual cow meat. I take a boot off the ground and lunge forward to get some extra stability as you try to lean your weight forwards, then LIFT hard. Your feet float off the ground as I lift you up into an over-the-shoulder backbreaker position, grunting as I use up some power before SLAMMING you down hard into the mat.
20:24 Apollo_Bowens: Getting jerked around mid-air as I try to gain control...just like how I used to treat the freshmen back on the wrestling mats in high school...doesn't feel so good to be on the receiving end! You finally stabilize and I'm left flailing in your over-the-shoulder position! "Cody's been hitting the gym! He's lifting the bigger man with ease!" the announcer says before I get SMASSHEED down hard into the mat!! The ring shaking with the impact...all I can do is roll over onto my back...spread eagled!
20:25 Cody_North: A wide grin opens across my face as you get smashed down, rolling onto your back, spread-eagled. I take advantage of the situation, rushing towards the corner and climbing up, getting up to the top rope. I sit up, FLEX for the crowd as they bask in the glory of my tatted muscles, before leaping off the top rope, aiming an outstretched elbow drop down across your massive pecs.
20:31 Apollo_Bowens: Feeling the ring shaking as I'm down on the mat! Trying to decipher left from right, still seeing stars after that brutal slam! How did that tiny little Canadian even manage to lift me? Just as I'm about to get up...I see your shadow looming over me! My eyes go wide and I instinctually cup my balls...but your brutal elbow CRUSHES my big black pecs! I feel them sinking into my chest as my body recoils up!
20:33 Cody_North: I grin, kip up to my feet and looking down at your pathetic body. Despite all those powerful muscles you're still in your natural state on your back. Your bodybuilder muscles are built for show, but mine are built for moving and fighting. I walk over your corpse, before sitting down on your face, giving you a faceful of my sweaty ass stench. "Looking good on those bench presses bro" I taunt, before reaching down and CLAWING your left pec hard, "how much can these bench?"
20:36 Apollo_Bowens: Moaning and clutching my busted pecs as you look down at me. Heaving for air after that elbow drop knocked the wind out of me. You waste no time as I see your big maple leaf bubble butt closing in towards my face! I shake my head no but I can't break free...making it even more humiliating as you SMOTHER your ass in my face!! "Insider sources tell us that what Apollo's experiencing now smells like a mix of poutine, hockey gear and maple syrup!" the announcer says. My legs flailing helplessly as you start CLAWING the shit out of my pec. I try prying your hand off but your grip is so strong!
20:38 Cody_North: I look up at the announcer, "its mostly hockey gear" I taunt, "I didn't even shower after my workout this morning!" I CLENCH my ass down on your face, rubbing it in as you struggle for breath. I can feel your hand prying at my wrist, so I grab it and TWIST it away, slamming it onto the mat. Then I focus on your other pec, big muscle flexing and twitching with your breaths. I reach down, and CLAW at it hard as well, trying to rip up those muscles that you worked so hard on.
20:40 Apollo_Bowens: The crowd can't help but laugh as the mighty Apollo gets stinkfaced by the cocky Canuck! The crowd laughing even harder when you tell them you didn't shower...a muffled "AWW COME ON!!!" coming from beneath you as my legs flail. You pry my hand away and leave my big black pecs completely exposed. I can almost imagine you grinning down at them as you start CLAWING my other pec hard...my fist clenching as you squeeze my chest as hard as you can!
20:42 Cody_North: i shove my palms down into your pecs as my fingers dig their way in, massaging and pulling at them, like kneading a big slab of dough. I release your left pec, pulling my arm back, my other hand still digging into your right. Then I start throwing my forearm into your chest over and over again, tenderizing the meat. I release your other pec, rotating my forearms and slamming them over and over into your big smooth chest. "This what you want, huh?" I growl. "Cody's trying to flatten out his opponent! Maybe he's using Apollo to build himself a new deck?" The announcer shouts.
20:46 Apollo_Bowens: Can't even break my face free, let alone protect my pecs from your brutal assault! Your palms dominate my beefy chest...feeling every ounce of pressure from your fingers as you tear them apart! My chest getting decimated as you claw into it...damn that Canadian grip is strong! When you finally release my left pec, I breathe a sigh of relief...making the facesit even more humiliating! But my lungs get pulverized again as your forearm SMASHES into my pecs over and over...my beefy pecs bouncing up and down with each smash as you exchange my bruised left pec for my battered right pec and vice versa!
20:47 Cody_North: I keep slamming forearms into your chest, 8, 9, 10, 11, over and over again. By the time I stop to take a break your black chest is beet red. I smirk to myself, satisfied with the damage that I have dished out to your beefy body. I reach forward, grabbing your legs by the thighs and pulling them back. I jam my knees into your collarbones as I roll you up for a schoolboy pin. The ref rushes over, dropping to his knees, "1... 2..." he counts as he slaps the mat.
20:51 Apollo_Bowens: Moaning loudly into your ass you SMASH my chest over and over again with your forearms! My body jolting with each brutal smash of your arms to my chest! The pain getting worse and worse as you beat my chest until the crowd can see just how bruised my beefy pecs are! Heaving when you finally stop, and I feel you YANK up my legs to show off my stars and stripes clad ass to the crowd! "A schoolboy pin...Cody has NO respect for this mighty American!" the announcer says...the ref slapping the mat...TWOOOO...but I narrowly kick out with my shoulder up! Trying to throw you off of me with the force!
20:53 Cody_North: I have you rolled up into a cute little ball, the ref about to finish his count, when suddenly you use the last of your strength to KICK out. Your legs snap out of my grip as your shoulder launches off the ground, throwing me off you. You get lucky as you toss me, I roll over the mat and get up, a bit dizzy as I shake my head and turn around to see where you are...
20:55 Apollo_Bowens: Gasping for air as I'm finally free of that humiliating stink face! I managed to launch you off of me and now I'm getting a second wind! The fresh air fully in my lungs as I pop up to my feet before you do and RUSH towards you! My blood boiling knowing that stinkface schoolboy pin is gonna be all around the internet...I go for a huge SUPERKICK towards your face!
20:56 Cody_North: I spin around just to see you stomping across the ring. You rush fast for a big man, and in less than a second your big boot comes slamming into my face. "UNNGHHHH" I grunt, the force of your boot spinning me around. I stand there, legs twisting with a dazed look on my face, mouth hanging open and eyes glazed over before I drop down to my knees, leaning backwards.
20:59 Apollo_Bowens: I had a feeling the quick young Canuck wouldn't expect a vet like me to be moving so fast...my superkick connects hard and I knock the sense outta you! "Apollo just KNOCKED Cody's head up into the Yukon!" the announcer says as you're left on your knees leaning back. Now it's time for some payback. I stand behind you and walk forward until my big package drags over your face...then I reach down and start SMASHING your pecs like a battering ram!
21:00 Cody_North: You walk over to where I'm knelt, dragging your massive package over my face, holding my head between your massive thighs. Then you start punishing my smooth pecs with your arms, smashing forearm after forearm into my chest. I grunt and groan, body twitching and bucking with each blow.
21:02 Apollo_Bowens: Squeezing your head between my thighs as you have nowhere left to run! My forearm smashes making your pale white pecs turn red...I lean a bit further down to make eye contact with you...no words necessary as I start POUNDING your abs hard. Smashing my fists deep in there with each brutal punch as I watch your face contort!
21:03 Cody_North: I try to cover my pecs with my arms but you easily toss them aside. Then you lean forward, looking down at my face, making direct eye contact. "Fuck..." I grunt, then you start pounding my hard abs with your fist. Over and over again, your knuckles ram into my hard ab wall, I struggle to flex them, trying to protect my organs from your brutal assault.
21:05 Apollo_Bowens: No way I'm letting you break out of this one...your arms to the side as I reach down and CLAW your abs with one hand...and reach a bit higher up and CLAW your left pec with my other hand. "You're just a small fry, Canadian jobber...I'm the real deal. You should know your place." I say as I TWIST both claws as hard as I can.
21:06 Cody_North: A few more brutal blows into my six-pack, but my hard abs manage to hold during your assault. So you switch your strategy, moving down and clawing my abs hard, "Unnghhhh" I groan, prying at your wrist before your other hand reaches up and CLAWS at my left pec. "UNNghhhhh" I moan in pain as your claws rip into my muscle.
21:07 Cody_North: "Apollo might just be trying to rip those tattoos off Cody's body!" the announcer shouts.
21:08 Apollo_Bowens: Your humiliating moans echoing out to the entire crowd as I take full control over you. I could probably make this kid tap with enough of this...but I have other plans. I clench my thighs together and shimmy forward...leaving you on your stomach with your head still trapped. I give a double bicep pose for the cameras and then I hop up and SMASSHHH your head down onto the mat!
21:10 Cody_North: A few more moments of agonizing claws before you release my abs and pecs. I feel your thighs clench around my neck, shimming forward, leaving me on my stomach with my head trapped. Then you hop up and SMASH my head down onto the mat, "UNNGHH" I grunt, as my face bounces off, and then dropping down to the mat, down on my stomach, mouth hanging open and practically drooling.
21:14 Apollo_Bowens: The once cocky Canuck on his stomach...his mouth submissively open. "Close that mouth, boy!" I say laughing as I hoist you up with a full nelson. I parade you around the ring a bit, using my height to my advantage as my big bulge GRINDS against your ass. "Remember what I said at the gym, little guy?" I say before I flex my muscles and go for a brutal GERMAN SUPLEX!
21:16 Cody_North: I groan, stirring a bit and maybe trying to crawl my way towards that ropes. Before I can even move an inch you slip your arms under my pits and hands behind my head, before hoisting me up with a full nelson. You parade me around the ring as I struggle, still some fight left in me. Your big bulge grinding against my ass. "fuck..." I groan before I feel you flex, and then LIFT me up, SLAMMING my head into the mat with a massive German suplex. That last move practically takes me out, I drop to the mat, unmoving.
21:18 Apollo_Bowens: Nothing feels better than knowing you have your opponent right where you want him. Your groans are music to my ears and there's something so satisfying about rubbing my crotch on your big white bubble butt. After I SMASH your back and neck with the German suplex, I look back and see you barely moving. Finally time to finish this mouthy Canadian jobber off. I strut over to you and grab you up by the back of the gear and your neck. I HOIST you up into a gorilla press! I parade your body around the ring once more as I claw your balls just let you know who the real man here is.
21:20 Cody_North: This time I'm laid out on the ring, unmoving, the occasional twitch and groan being the only indicator that I'm still alive. You strut over, grab the back of my gear and my neck. I grunt, you wedgie my trunks a bit before HOISTING me up over you into a gorilla press. That wakes me up. I look at the crowd, wide eyed, "oh fuck noooo" I groan as you parade my body around, clawing my balls and making me squeal a little.
21:22 Apollo_Bowens: "Oh no...is Apollo about to do it...WILL WE SEE IT?" the announcer says as the fans are on the edge of their seats. I raise my eyebrows yet again...before I finally bring us to the center of the ring. Giving your nuts one last squeeze before I throw you over my shoulders...and quickly get down on one knee! You come flying down as I SMASH your gut hard against my bent knee and the crowd goes wild at the impact!! "THE FLYING AB SMASHER!" the announcer screams as I throw you off and quickly go for a pin...my big package smothering your face as I lift both legs and show off your pale bubble butt.
21:24 Cody_North: Carried back to the center of the ring, groaning as you give my big nuts one last squeeze, "oh shiiiiii" I groan as you throw me over your shoulders, the mat rushing at my face before I can feel your bent knee SMASH into my once hard abs. "UNNNNGHHHH" I moan, all the air is slammed out of my lungs before I go limp again. You roll me off your knee and I tumble onto the mat, before you quickly go for a pin, smothering my face with your package as you lift up my legs, the edges of my pale butt visible from the leg holes. The ref rushes over to start the count, "1... 2..." I don't even twitch, "3!" he finishes before calling for the bell.
21:27 Apollo_Bowens: I don't even need to tell this kid to stay down...he doesn't even have a choice! The ref rushes over after I finish smashing your abs beyond repair....ONE....TWOO....THREEEE!!! And the crowd goes wild. "ANNND YOUR WINNER....BY WAY OF PINFALL...THE AMERICAN APOLLO!!!!" the announcer says as I drop your legs and stand over you. One boot on your already busted gut as I show off my massive muscles. "Our new #1 Contender for the IPW World Champion...the mighty American has MANHANDLED the Canadian...and he has his sights set on Ivan Kavarin!" the announcer continues as the cameras flash.
21:28 Cody_North: You release me and I flop to the mat, barely conscious. Cameras flashing, but my eyes don't register the lights at all...

But as Apollo celebrates his victory, the lights suddenly focus on the stage. As if on cue, the massive Russian marches out on stage the moment the announcer says his name...
You are not logged in. He has changed to a pair of black trunks, with black boots and knee-pads. In his black trenchcoat he could've been mistaken for a military officer or a spy, if he wasn't wearing his trunks. Behind him is the rest of his stable, the Red Army...
You are not logged in. Dagan Khassar, You are not logged in. Amur Qasimov, You are not logged in. Vladimir Radukan, You are not logged in. and Kristian Ludic... 4 of the most intimidating men in modern pro wrestling...
Dagan holding a flagpole, with Ivan's so-called 'personal banner' hanging off it, a red-white-and-blue Russian flag with a big brown bear printed over it, as if it is clawing its way through the fabric...
21:35 Apollo_Bowens: Out of the corner of my eye I see them...then I see ALL of them. I grunt. It's Ivan and his little soviet satellite crew. I stand firm and proud, my boot still in the Cancuck's abs to not even show a shred of fear. "Here to steal my thunder, huh?" I say not even dropping my grin. "We'll see who'll be 'collapsing' after our match, huh Ivan?" I say...wondering if they're here to jump me or just to scare me.
Ivan climbs through the ropes as the other 4 take their places in each corner. Standing out and staring at the crowd like the royal guard. Ivan smirks at Apollo, his championship belt displayed proudly over his waist. He holds out a hand for a handshake, "congratulations, American" he says warmly but without a smile, "I was worried I was going to have to teach this little bitch a lesson."
21:39 Apollo_Bowens: Trying to maintain my composure as he walks into the ring...I'm spent after this match...but I can't let him see the fear. Then suddenly...I see him reach out for a handshake? I accept it quickly..."ah yes...this little Canadian punk won't be a problem for you..." I say as I look into those deep Russian eyes of his..."But I will be. Get ready for the fight of your life." I say as I plan to head out of the ring.
Ivan's eyes glare into Apollo's. If there was any warmth in him, it was snuffed out by the cold Russian winters. The two men release each other's hands after the shake. Apollo could've sworn he had something planned, but he didn't. Ivan , "our battle will be legendary"before he jabs his finger into Apollo's chest, "you better make it so." Dagan pokes at Cody's corpse with his flagpole, before Kristian pushes Ivan and Apollo apart. Ivan gestures at his crew as they leave the ring, and the crowd watches as Vlad picks up their prize... Apollo's prize and carries it with him.
21:45 Apollo_Bowens: If I can beat that cocky Canadian punk, who says I can't beat this Russian fucker too? I'll just need a plan to get rid of his henchmen. Ivan throws his empty taunts at me and his little Croatian buttbuddy escorts me out of the ring. I don't wanna bite off more than I can chew for now, so I let it be. I see one of Ivan's boys pick up Cody and hoist him out. Damn...that was MY prize...but for now I'm outnumbered. I'll have to let it slide...but I'll be getting my revenge in the championship match! (END)

Published: 2022-04-12, viewed 93 times.