School for Jobbers

In the Hotshots Arena

Challengers

Keiji Takeda:

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Rob Hunter:

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The Fight

Keiji_Takeda:
Over the past year, both Keiji Takeda and Rob Hunter have been making waves in the Hotshots federation and taking on a slew of wrestlers. I've been eyeing Rob's progress and his dominant run, watching him rack wins and fans with his risky and high powered moves. It's given me a bit of respect for the guy but at the same time, I know I could easily take him on. It's a shame that management has kept him in the cruiserweight division and me in the heavyweight division, but I've been asking my promoter to pull some strings. Finally, tonight, as I'm lacing up my boots in the locker room he comes up to me with a big smile and says, "It's your lucky day, Keiji! They've finally agreed to let you face Rob... the fans are going crazy tonight!" I grin "Oh yeah... the hunt is finally over." I stand up, stretching out my beefy 240 lbs frame, and adjust the waistband to my red tights. "It's time to show all the Hotshot fans who the alpha is in this kingdom!!" I growl, slicking my thick hair back, and make my way to the ring. "And introducing first, standing 6'0 and 240 lbs hailing from Japan, Keiji Takeda!!!!" I step out to the ring entrance and stretch out my arms and then lock in a double bicep pose, flaring out my thick lats and flexing my big 20" biceps as the lights dim and fireworks jet out from the side. The fans cheer as I make my way down the aisle, patting my thick pecs and boulder shoulders. Making my way to the ring confidently, I jump in, slamming my boots into the canvas and turn a small circle with my arms up, letting all the fans get a good look at my ripped body as I wait for you to make your way in.

Rob_Hunter:
It has come to my ears that this big guy Keiji Tekada wants a shot at me in the ring. Usually I take on most of the challengers, but when it comes to matches against much bigger opponents my manager gets cautious. I never understood why and I always had long discussions with him. In the end he mostly gives in and lets me fight the Heavyweights. And so he also does this time. I heard a lot about Keiji. He fought some of my closest friends and his muscular body can be very intimidating. But tonight I will show him that his muscles are useless. After you make your entrance the arena gets quiet. "AND HIS OPPONENT FROM GERMANY! STANDING 6'0 AND WEIGHING IN AT 175LBS....ROOOOOOOB HUNTEEEEEEER!" I rush through the curtain and run down the aisle, giving my fans some high fives on the way. Fire bursting out at the corner of the ring and as I reach the apron I instantly jump up and then all the way over the top rope. "Hey big guy! Finally we met!" I smirk and back away into the corner, not letting an eye off you.

Keiji_Takeda:
Leaning in my corner as I watch you rush in, jumping in with electric energy. I roll my eyes at the spectacle. All that speed and agility won't mean much when you get crushed by a 60 lbs difference. "Nice to finally meet you, Rob... I've been waiting for this match for a long time. There's only room for one Hotshots champ, you know. " I grin, rubbing my beard. "And I plan on showing you who that is." I eye you up and down, furrowing my brow. "But you definitely look a lot smaller than you did on TV, I worry I might break you..." I let the ref pat my leg and boot down and then step forward to the middle of the ring, spreading my arms, widening my thick torso on full display, a thin sheen of sweat highlighting my muscles. "Are you ready to get an up close look at this?" i smirk.

Rob_Hunter:
Absolutely not impressed by your bigger frame and even your taunting won't make me back down. I'm eager to take this huge guy down. I watch the ref patting your legs and boots down and when he is done he is doing the same with me. My camouflage jockstraps fit tight as I put on some muscles in the last few weeks. You come closer, flexing your whole body, trying to look even bigger. I breathe in deep and my pecs and back look pretty swollen now. "I can flex too big boy! But it looks like nothing but hot air on you!" I grin and hit a double biceps pose. The bell rings. DING DING! And my grin vanishes as I instantly throw a right jab against your left cheek.

Keiji_Takeda:
Standing in the middle of the ring, staring you down, the bell rings and you immediately throw a jab into my face!! I grunt slightly, my head shifting slightly from the blow and I scowl, turning to stare straight back at you as I rub my cheek and shake my head in disappointment. "Well you know what they say about hot air.. It rises." My hand suddenly darts out, and before you can even react my fingers wrap around your throat as I lift you up off the mat into the air, your feet dangling, and keep you there for a few seconds, my fingers constricting like a vise into your throat before I throw you into the corner! I crack my knuckles as I head towards you and aim a European uppercut to your chin!

Rob_Hunter:
You take my punch and though I am pretty impressed I try to keep on a poker face and not let you intimidate me. But suddenly you not only show your strength but also you speed as you grab my throat and pull me off the canvas. "WHAAAT....THE...." I grunt and it's like I am a feather to you. You throw me back into the corner and my back collides with the steel post. "UNNNGGHH" I look at you as you crack your knuckles and then charge towards me. But it's not only you who got a good speed. It's still early in the match and at least second I turn to the side and let you crash into the turnbuckle. I come up from behind and grab your head to slam it against the steel post. "HOW....IS....THAT....BIG....BOY!" I bark out with every slam...trying to daze you.

Keiji_Takeda:
Feeling my massive arm back, I swing it at your face with unbridled strength, aiming to knock your head clear off, but you manage to dodge at the last second, my swing whiffing through the air as I stumble off balance! Your hand clasps the back of my head and you start slamming me face first into the corner!!! "auurgh!!!" I growl as you continuously pummel my face in the corner, my head snapping back out from the impact... I blink dazedly and stumble back, shaking my head, then holding my fists together I swing, slamming a ripping elbow straight into your abs, and then another, and then arc my arm straight for your neck with a clothesline.

Rob_Hunter:
The crowd is going crazy as I pummel your head in the corner. The muscle man slowly got more and more dazed...this early in the match. Just when I was about to step back a bit and look at the impact on your head you threw your elbow back and right into my core. UNGH! I double over a bit and take one step back. UNGH. You follow it up by another one and I fold over even more. And then...when I was about to straighten up again you rushed in with your extended arm and slammed me on my back with a clothesline. ARGH! You turned around the match quickly and I rubbed the back of my head, rolling away towards the ropes and starting to pull myself up on them.

Keiji_Takeda:
My arm connects HARD with an audible smack straight into your throat, crowd wincing as they see you flattened onto the canvas as I fall next to you on my hands and knees. Taking a breather as you slowly get up and roll to the ropes, I get up as well, growling, and follow after you. As you get onto the middle ropes I plant my big boot on the back of your neck and grab the rope on both sides of you, pulling up, squishing your neck in between and choking you. "Not a bad start for a small fry, but that's all you're getting on me!" I taunt, yanking up with all my might as I tower over your kneeling body.

Rob_Hunter:
You don't give me that much time to recover from your hit and you follow me to the ropes. Right when I reached the middle rope I suddenly feel your heel on the back of my neck and I started waving my arms around in panic as you simultaneously pull on the rope to choke me on it. ARGGGGHHH! I grit my teeth and gasp for air. I grab the rope and start pushing it down a bit to release some of the pressure put on my throat. My head turns redder as you start taunting me, enjoying that you are in control...and the rage is coming up in me slowly...I throw my heel around aiming to kick against your ankles trying to get you out of balance.

Keiji_Takeda:
Smirking as I continue to choke you, watching you flail your arms helplessly, I continue pulling, my arm and shoulder muscles taut and straining as I press down harder with my boot. You throw a kick back into my ankle, surprising me and I growl, losing my grip a bit as I adjust my positioning, but keep my grip on the ropes "Give up or you're gonna pass out."

Rob_Hunter:
Though I could get you off balance a bit and I can feel how your grip is losing you keep it and before I can manage to get out you're applying the pressure again. UUGGGHHHH! I start to cough on the rope and I start to panic more and more, knowing I need to get out of this or this match will be over very fast. I hold onto the middle rope again and your heel is pushing down on my neck. I close my eyes and clench my teeth....and then...out of nowhere I throw my left arm back wildly going for a hard strike right into your bulge to finally get you off of me.

Keiji_Takeda:
I can feel you weakening as you continue to struggle, my massive frame bearing down on you. Starting to feel confident that this match will be over soon, but you suddenly swing a wild fist back towards me! I barely am able to swivel my hips out of the way and your hand strikes close to my bulge and inner thigh, but still enough to back me off as I grunt in pain! You can feel the pressure immediately ease off you as I stumble off, rubbing my thigh, but you suddenly feel my big paw grip your hair tightly, pulling you up as I press you into the ropes and whip you across the ring!! I slap my elbow, coming at you and spin, aiming a discus elbow straight to your neck!

Rob_Hunter:
I take in some very deep breaths and I am relieved I could get out of this nasty move. And though I could manage to get you away from me for a short time you come after me again...but this time you grab a fistful of my hair and yank me up. You press me against the ropes before you whip me across the ring. I go with it and run into the opposite ropes, leaning in against them and bounce back towards you. I see you coming at me fast and I know I need to react quickly or I'll take another hard move by you. I see you spin your body going for a discuss lariat aiming for my neck. I just duck down a bit and I can feel the air flowing over my head. I come up behind you. "Surprise fucker!" I grunt and I jump up aiming a hard Dropkick right against your back to knock you into the ropes.

Keiji_Takeda:
As we approach each other, ready to collide in the middle of the ring, I spin quickly, using momentum and putting all my strength behind my arm as I SWING as hard as possible --- and MISS! My elbow whiffing over the top of your head as I stumble forward, off-centered as I try to right myself, staring in front at the empty ring in front of me, dumbfounded. " I hear your voice behind me and suddenly feel your feet smash hard into my broad back, whiplashing me forward, sending my 240 lbs straight into the ropes!! "Urrrgh!!!" I groan, falling hard over the top ropes, my head and arms draped over them, my big body stunned as I look out to the crowd.

Rob_Hunter:
THUD! I land on the canvas after my Dropkick hits you right on your back and you fall forward into the ropes. That's exactly where I wanted you to be. I roll back up on my knees first and then push myself up on my feet again. I see you hanging over the top rope and that is my chance to get back control in this match. I charge towards you and right when I am close to you I jump up and raise both of my arms up over my head, forming a fist with both of my hands and slam them down on your neck with a brutal Ax Handle.

Keiji_Takeda:
Groaning and trying to get my bearings back as I hang over the ropes, I start pushing myself off but feel a massive blow THUMP hard into the back of my neck, the sound of your fists on flesh echoing across the arena as they arch me into the ropes. I throw my head back and howl "AH FUCKK!!!" grimacing, my body shuddering in pain as my feet lose their footing on the canvas as I slump against the ropes, hanging by my pits, my big body swaying on them.

Rob_Hunter:
"Alright bitch! You stepped into the ring with the wrong man!" I bark at you as you slump against the ropes. "You're going down tonight!" I cheer up the crowd and step through the ropes standing on the apron. I look into your face, seeing it grimacing from the impact. I grab your head and push it down a bit to shove it back out over the middle rope. I snake my lean muscled arm around your neck, keeping it locked up tight under my armpit. "Let's see how you like that!" I grunt and instantly drop on my ass, going for a stunning DDT slamming your face hard into the apron.

Keiji_Takeda:
Groaning from your double ax handle as you step to the outside of the ropes, you drag my body over the top ropes as I still stand there slumped ,trying to get my bearing. I feel your arms around my neck "Let go fucker..." i grunt, one arm trying to pull you off me, but you quickly drop down, pulling my entire body down along with it as I flip over the ropes and you drop me hard face first into the apron!! "AARRRGH!!!" i scream loudly, pain exploding on my face as my entire body spasms in pain, hanging upside down for a few seconds before dropping down hard onto the cement floor outside!! "Fuck..." I groan, gritting my teeth and pounding my boots on the cement as I thrash in pain, the crowd getting a clear view of my suffering.

Rob_Hunter:
Your huge frame hanging over the middle rope after the impact and slowly falling over and dropping down on the concrete. I pull myself up on the ropes again and I soak up all the cheering from the crowd as the smaller stud stunning the muscle man again. "I'm gonna teach you a lesson man!" I bark at you as you thrash in pain on the cement floor. I'm locating your body behind me before I grab the ropes and jump up, bouncing off the rope with a high flying springboard splash crashing down onto your body.

Keiji_Takeda:
You yell at me, I can barely hear you over the crowd as you threaten to go all out on me. Holding the back of my head, writhing in pain and moaning, your DDT clearly caused damage as I lay there on the concrete, rolling left and right, some of the crowd yelling at me to get up but I'm still wracked in pain as you climb up the ropes and flip off, your body flying through the air and SLAMMING into me right across my chest and abs! "Ooooofffff..." My entire body jackknifes from the impact, head and legs jerking off the floor as you knock the wind out of me. I moan, my face contorted in pain, my big muscles pinned under your smaller frame, unable to move, just gasping painfully yt

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Rob_Hunter:
Our bodies collide after my Splash and I bury your huge muscles under my smaller body. "Size is not everything bitch!" I grunt as I get back on my knees beside you. I grab a fistful of your black hair and drag you up with me. Your body is already damaged and I need a lot of effort to lift you up on your feet. I take a few steps towards the ring and drag you with me as I get faster and faster to get enough speed and slam your head into the apron. BOOM! Before I roll your body back into the ring again.

Keiji_Takeda:
Struggling under you, trying to buck you off me as I thrust my hips under you, but I'm already feeling the aching and weakening in my muscles - I've never felt this much power from a guy half my size before! I know I can't let a cruiserweight have his way with me in front of the entire arena and my mind keeps telling me to fight! You finally get off me and grab my thick hair, yanking me up, I clench my teeth and eyes in pain as you drag up my beefy frame up to its feet, I'm breathing hard and start slamming a fist, knuckles tight, into your abs, but the power isn't there as you pull me over and SLAM my head into the apron! "AAAuuufff!!!" my head snaps back hard from the impact as I stumble backward like a drunk, all the blows to my head are scrambling my brain as you toss me back into the ring. I roll in painfully, shaking my head trying to clear the cobwebs, then start crawling military style, elbow over elbow, to the corner, trying to find the ropes and pull myself up.

Rob_Hunter:
I follow you into the ring right after you and watch you crawling towards the corner. "Where are you going big boy? Already done?" I grin as I flex a double biceps pose for the crowd, knowing it will be very humiliating for you as I'm half your size...but obviously back in the game. I walk up and down behind you...just waiting until you pull yourself up enough to the middle rope. I'm using the right moment to suddenly charge at you going for a hard Knee Strike right into your neck.

Keiji_Takeda:
Huffing and puffing, getting to the corner and pulling myself up to the middle ropes as you stand there and pose behind me.. I start grabbing higher, pulling myself up to my knees.. some in the crowd are yelling "Look out behind you Keiji!!" but I'm totally oblivious until I hear the stomping of your boots approaching, and then CRACK! Your knee spikes into the back of my neck, smashing my face and body into the turnbuckle as I let out a loud, yet weakened grunt of pain, the ring shaking from the impact, my head flopping against the corner, my neck on fire since you've been working it the entire match! I splutter up some saliva as I cough, fucking dazed on the ropes.

Rob_Hunter:
I stand right behind you after my knee connected with your head hard like a wrecking ball. "BOOM!" I shout as I wave towards the crowd to fire them up more and more. "OUR HEAVYWEIGHT IS WOBBLY! THE BIG MAN IS DAZED!" The announcer shouts into his microphone as we all realize the muscle boy is in big trouble here. I reach down and grab for your ankles. I yank roughly on your legs to pull you back out of the corner and let you drop face down on the canvas. I twist your body around, pulling on your legs and leaving you face up on the mats. I climb up the ropes and balance myself out as I'm getting a firm stand on the top rope. The crowd is screaming and cheering as the tension is rising more and more. I jump off, pivot my legs towards my pecs and in mid air I straighten them, going for a devastating Coup de Grace right into your abs.

Keiji_Takeda:
Moaning softly as you grab my ankles, pulling me out of the corner, I fall face first onto the canvas as you yank on me, dragging a few feet from the ropes and turning me over. My big body beading with sweat, my thick pecs heaving as I lay there, writhing weakly, barely able to lift a leg or arm or even open my eyes. My entire body throbbing with pain as you climb up the ropes, the crowd's cheering deafening as you have me positioned right where you want me, my body a wide open target. Everything is a blur and muddy, and I finally force my eyes open, seeing you preparing to drop down on me again. You jump off, but at the last moment, I barely roll my big body halfway , dodging your stomp in the nick of time! Wincing in pain as I pull myself up, wrap an arm around your crotch and I roll you up in a small package, bringing us both down to the canvas - hoping to pin you and end the match while I can!! The ref gets down on his knees and starts slapping the mat, "ONE... TWO!!" yt

Rob_Hunter:
Feeling confident as I launch from the top rope but right as I am in mid air you can manage to turn your huge body away and I crash with my feet first into the canvas. I collapsed down as my landing was much harder than expected. ARRGGHH! I grunt and just before I realize it you are already there and rolling me up in a small package. I feel your huge sweaty muscles flexing as you try to keep me in that pin and everything is happening very fast now. The ref drops down beside us and slaps the canvas. I can hear the two counts and I struggle in your grip. One leg is free and just before the ref can hit the canvas for the three count I throw up that leg, stiffen my body and just manage to get my shoulders off the mats and kick out of the pin. Knowing I just escaped a humiliating defeat I roll towards the ropes in disbelief and slowly pull myself up...my chest heaving...breathing hard...focusing back on you…

Keiji_Takeda:
Our bodies are interlocked, struggling against each other as my size advantage becomes evident, my big arms keeping you tight against me as the ref begins to count... I wait for the three, but at the last moment you kick out, throwing me off you! On my hands and knees, panting. I slam the mat with a fist in disappointment 'damn it.." I mutter under my breath, still winded. I know I need to put you down and keep you from using your speed and athleticism. I stare up at you, scowling as you pull yourself up to the ropes, and taking a deep breath, I dart in, quickly locking my muscular arms around your waist and cinching you against me, your sinewy body against my beefy muscles as I crush you chest to chest, my thick pecs flaring against yours, my gut breathing and pushing on your abs as I look down, growling into your ear, my beard brushing against your face "your fucking theatrics aren't enough against muscle, bitch!" pulsing my fists against your lower spine.

Rob_Hunter:
This match is getting real tough now as we both already took some damage and we are both sweating like hell. I know I cannot let you get back in control but you are also very eager to gain control again. You come at me again, not letting me too much time to recover again. Your huge arms wrap around me and tightening like I would get strangled by an anaconda. You hoist me up and I can feel your sheer power as you squeeze my waist in your strong bearhug. "AAARGGHHH FUUUUCK!" I grunt and scream as the crowd OHHHHHHs in disbelief as the smaller punk gets dominated again by the muscle man. "This...can't....be...." I grunt and raise my right arm. I start throwing elbows right at the top of your head. THUD THUD THUD...trying to increase the impact on your head...which must be already pretty sore after all the earlier attacks. After 3 hits I just spread my arms and SLAP both fists on each side of your head trying to stun you again.

Keiji_Takeda:
Showing off my strength as I continue putting the pressure on your back, my huge arms nearly covering your entire torso, pressing my face into your sweaty, squirming body, my lips and tongue getting a small taste of your body as I rub my face against you, relishing in your screaming, finally getting some offense in as the crowd watches me hoist you up further into the air, your feet off the floor. "Regretting taking on someone who's bigger and better than you" I snarl into your pecs. I start parading you around the middle of the ring, making sure every corner of the arena sees you in my grip, but you start elbowing me, your strength combined with the previous damage to my head hurts me more than I thought it would, and i wince, trying to avoid your attacks, then you hammer my temples and I give a sharp scream, dropping you as I stand right in front of you, my hulking, swaying frame stunned in its tracks.

Rob_Hunter:
My attempt to free myself was successful and you open your arms, letting me drop down on the canvas and after squeezing I need to kneel down...taking some deep breaths. I shake my head and clench my teeth. I'm so close...I know it...but I'm also pretty exhausted. I look up at you, seeing you are stunned and wobbly on your feet. I let out a loud ROAR as I push myself straight up again and leap in. I throw my leg up aiming my feelings right at your face for a vicious Sweet Chin Music to knock you on the canvas again.

Keiji_Takeda:
Shaking my head you immediately swing a kick, your boot smashing me straight in the jaw!!! My head snaps back as spit flies out my mouth, and my arms wave wildly in the air, but to your surprise, I manage to stay standing, but dazed. The crowd and announcer in shock, "the big man is still on his feet! How much can he take??" I'm seeing stars in my eyes and feeling groggy but I almost had you, and out of sheer determination I start fighting back, and swing a blind haymaker at your face, trying to knock you out!

Rob_Hunter:
My jaw drops as I see you're still standing and even the announcer cannot believe how much stamina you got. Looking in your face I know you are totally dazed and it should be hard for you to locate me. I see you're getting furious...and that means you're making mistakes...you throw your arms around going for a brutal Haymaker right towards my head. I swivel around you, summoning my last power in me and let you hit just air. Appearing behind you and I know I need to use this momentum as I hook your arms from behind as the wave around. I twist our bodies around and suddenly you're forced to look down on the canvas. The crowd is on their seats as this match is turning into a relentless back and forth...no one knows who is going to hit the finishing move...I got you tight now...."Time to shut you up fucker!" I grunt as I drop on my ass going for a devastating Killswitch, trying to slam your face once again into the mats.

Keiji_Takeda:
I swing hard, one fist after another, launching them like a barrage of bullets, but you use your agility to easily dodge, the crowd watching as I shadow box like a big oaf. I'm panting wildly now, going all out but slowly exhausting myself with each miss, when I feel your arms hook around under my armpits. "What the..." I mutter in surprise as you quickly maneuver around, swiveling my big body around in a circle, and drop! Looking down, I see the canvas rushing straight up towards me and then my eyesight goes white as pain explodes from the center of my face as I make impact with the mat! "Aaaaurrghhhhh!!!!!!" I scream loudly as the crowd watches you bring the giant down, the sound of the wooden canvas detonating reverberating throughout the arena. I lay there thrashing in pain, kicking my boots wildly and moaning loudly... "Oh... Fuck...." My mouth agape.

Rob_Hunter:
The whole ring is shaking as your big muscled body crashes into the canvas. The sweat is running down on my forehead and I slap the canvas with my hands, hyping myself up and even the crowd cheers and claps with me. I know I need to finish you off before my energy level runs empty...and it's very close to that. I roll on my knees and look at your massive body kicking and thrashing. I push myself up on my feet and sneak around you...waiting for a good moment to reach down and grab your wrists. I yank and twist your body face up. Looking right into your already exhausted face. "Your muscles are useless bitch!" I grunt as I mount over you with my smaller frame throwing a shadow right on your face. My head in rage...my blood pumping through my veins and my heart beats in a fast rhythm...I raise my legs...and then STOMP your face....and AGAIN....and a THIRD time..."WHO IS THE KING IN HERE HUH?"...and there comes STOMP number 4!

Keiji_Takeda:
Blinded by the pain as I continue thrashing my sweaty body, groaning and moaning loudly as you just look down and savor the damage you've done on me like an apex predator ready to finish its prey... I plant my hands against the canvas, trying to push my upper body up, when you grab my wrists and yank me over onto my back!! My big chest heaving up and down as you keep your fingers locked around my wrist, forcing me to look up at you, my bearded face a mixture of exhaustion and pain as I grimace, gritting my teeth, my eyes slowly staring up at you, you can see the anger behind them turn to fear as you step closer to me, I shake my head weakly left and right as you taunt me and then I feel the first STOMP , your leather sole CRUNCHING into my nose, squashing my skull into the canvas!! You pull on my big arm, raising my head slightly off the mat, only to STOMP again!! Then again!! Each time violently smashing my head back into the floor. "ARRRGH!!! AAAAGH AAARRGHH!!!!" I howl, the entire arena filled with my gutteral screams and the sickening sound of crunching as you rearrange my face. You stomp my face a FIFTH time and your can feel the resistance from my thick skull give way as your feet smash down further into my face, breaking my nose as hot blood starts gushing out from it and my mouth, my face swollen, the blood dripping in torrents down my face and caking my beard along with my sweat. My body shudders and spasms with each stomp. "Oh shit!" the announcer in utter shock "I think Keiji unleashed the animal on Rob.. I don't think this match is taking a very good turn..."

Rob_Hunter:
I'm totally furious right now. And I don't even realize the announcement worrying about your condition right now. In my head everything is silent. The only thought is to beat the crap out of you...for the taunting...the disrespect...and the pain you applied to my body earlier. I let go of your arms and see your blood-covered face. "That's it big man...!" I step over to your head and drop down in my schoolboy pin. My ass firmly sitting on your massive pecs and my knees pinning down your arms and digging deep into the nerves under your biceps. I hit a double biceps pose, showing the audience who is in control here. And as I formed my hands to fists while posing and started throwing down some hard jabs against your temples. LEFT - RIGHT - LEFT - RIGHT - LEFT "COME ON! HOW MUCH CAN YOU REALLY TAKE HUH?" LEFT - RIGHT - LEFT....pounding your head like a punching ball, going to make sure you won't get up again.

Keiji_Takeda:
Groaning listlessly under you, my vision blurry and my ears ringing, you drop my arms down as they flop spread eagle, and you drop down on my chest, I emit up a cough of blood as you pin down my beefy body with your knees. I instinctively try to kick out, bucking my hips weakly under you to no avail after you've beaten the strength out of me. As I stare up at you weakly, fear starts creeping up, chilling me as you pose dominantly over me with your double bicep pose, hearing the audience roar in approval. "Get.. off.. .me.." i mutter, absolutely dumbfounded that I'm being worked by a guy half my size. You reel your fists back and launch them into my skull over and over, battering my head like your personal punching back, watching it snap back and forth violently, left, right, left right, blood spewing out my nose and mouth and splattering onto the canvas and covering your knuckles as you slowly bruise up my face. CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK, my body jolting with each punch. You can feel some tension in my arms as I attempt to bring them up, whether to throw you off or cover my face from your blows, you can't tell, but it doesn't matter. You've got my big meaty arms pinned down and all the strength in my muscles is fading fast. Still thrusting my hips up weakly and pathetically as you continue your assault on me.

Rob_Hunter:
My fists are slowly covering with blood and your face is a total mess. You can hardly keep your eyes open as I daze you more and more with my punches. The announcer cannot believe what he is seeing. "KEIJI GETTING WRECKED HERE GENTLEMEN! AND HE IS STILL NOT OUT!" Still not really listening to what's around me. Your damaged face gives me a satisfied feeling but it's not enough yet. Your cocky mouth needs to get shut and I wanna make sure you will think twice before challenging me again. I get off of you and push myself up on my feet again. "YOU WANNA SEE THIS BIG BITCH SCREAM?" I shout into the audience which is cheering and screaming. Your muscles could have been dangerous...but now you're just a huge pile of twitching meat. Bloody meat. "I'll make sure you suffer a bit more before your lights go out..." I mumble as I look down on you, not really sure if you can even hear my words. I reach down and grab your ankles again. I drag your almost lifeless body towards the corner and grunt from the energy I have to invest in this. After arriving in the corner I let go of your legs, just to slide out of the ring and walk behind the steel post. I grab your ankles again and YANK your bulge right against the steel post. I pivot your leg and grab your ankle tight as I throw my leg up and drop upside down, using all my weight to put a huge amount of pain on your ankle in this Ring Post Figure Four Leglock. "SCREAM BITCH! SCREAM!"

Keiji_Takeda:
You keep mauling my face, showing your superiority over me as your knuckles just continue crunching into my skull THWUNK THWUNK THWUNK, I can barely think, all I know is that I'm getting dominated and my mind is telling me I need to fight back, somehow, but I can barely move an inch. You get off me finally and I moan quietly, coughing up some blood as I try to roll my body off the mat. As you stand over me, shouting to the audience, they get a clear view of my massacred beefy body laying like a pulp, useless as I stare up at the ring lights, my eyes unfocused. I can barely make out what you're saying.. but I hear "suffer..." and I try to protest, but can't even make a word as you start dragging my 240 lbs across the ring towards the corner, my big body and arms sliding, leaving a trail of blood across the canvas. I feel my legs easily maneuvering into your figure 4 lock, then pain explodes as you pull my crotch hard into the steel post, crushing my balls and cock against it, at the same time pulling and threatening to rip my legs out of their socket!!! My eyes and mouth immediately stretch out wide open in terror as I begin SCREAMING in agony, 'AAAAAAAARRRR!!!! AARRRRRRGHHHHH!!!!!" endlessly, roaring like a wounded bear. I arch my back off the canvas, my muscles quivering and spasming, pecs jiggling as I thrash helplessly on the mat. The crowd cannot believe what they're seeing, the ease of absolute control you have over the big muscle man, and the slow, methodical torture you're inflicting, showing everybody how much stronger you are. I continue thrashing, screaming, then start slapping the mat over and over with my hands. The announcer's voice builds up to a fever pitch "Rob is getting what he wants, and Keiji is SCREAMING, but I don't know if that's gonna be enough for Rob... he's just playing with the big Keiji now!!"

Rob_Hunter:
The arena is filled with noises but the most dominating is your desperate screaming which is leading this song of pain and agony and gets carried by the crowds cheering and your arms slapping the canvas in a steady rhythm. My hands start twisting your ankle into an unnatural position, close to the breaking point, trying to apply as much pressure and pain on you as possible. You're pretty damaged already and as I hang upside down outside the ring I'm already thinking about the next assault. So many thoughts rush through my brain though I can't even focus on a single one. The adrenaline just puts me in pure rage and then...like in a movie...I just remember all the moments you taunted me earlier...thinking you would have an easy fight tonight because of your clear advantage in size. But now your muscles are unable to do anything but twitch. I let go of your foot and slide down on my back and roll around on my knees. The crowd is still cheering like crazy in total disbelief how this match is developing for the muscle man. I push myself up on my feet and slide back into the ring. The closer I come to you the more I can smell this metallic scent which obviously has its origin in your bloody face and as it floods my senses I suddenly get an idea. Your face must be in pure pain...and that's what I will use. I reach for your wrists and YANK you back to the center of the ring. I pull on your right arm to twist you around so that you end up face down. I slide on your wide back and adjust my position as I sneak my arms in front of your face. My fingers lock right under your nose and I can feel the mix of blood and sweat on my hands. "You screamed so nice big boy. Can you do it again please?" I mumble as I suddenly pull back hard, going to increase the pain in your face even more with a devastating Crossface.

Keiji_Takeda:
I continue screaming as you let gravity do its work, letting yourself hang upside down, the only thing keeping you up is your grip on my ankle, your full body weight dropping close to the canvas, pulling at the ligaments in my thick quads and ankle as you continue crushing my package against the steel pole!!! I can't believe what's happening and can't will my muscles to even fucking move as my mind starts zeroing in on the immense pain flaring from my ankle... I can feel it twisting unnaturally in my black boots, the joint inverting, the bones and ligaments crackling, when suddenly you feel a loud snap and my ankle loosens in your grip and you hear my screams erupting even louder!! The crowd watches as I arch my back and convulse in pain, my sweat and blood-slicken muscles quivering like raw meat on the canvas. Some of my fans begging me to fight back "C'mon Keiji! He's half your size, what the fuck!!" as you get back in the ring and I just lay there in agony, feeling you grab my arms and drag me back to center, leaving another trail of blood as I moan and pant wildly. You turn my nearly limp body over prone, my broad back pulsing as I constantly take in ragged breaths, I feel your body mount mine, feels like a massive boulder crushing my ribs now, and then your fingers wrap around my face and start pushing into the broken bone, my thick eyebrows immediately furrow, jaw dropping wide open as I SCREAM "nonononoNO AARRRRRRRRGGHH!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAARRRRRR!!!!!" your crossface rearranging my features as you feel my hot breath and bloody saliva spurting against your hands!! I am getting fucking mauled in front of everybody, my ego slowly getting destroyed by the second as you continue taunting me, the crowd joining in with you, telling me to scream like a pussy! You can feel me still struggle in a vain attempt to escape and fight back, my muscles pulsing against your body in short fits as you lay on me. "Rob Hunter is just dismantling Keiji one body part at a time...Making a textbook example that size doesn't matter in the wrestling ring..."

Rob_Hunter:
"FUCK YEAH BITCH! I SAID SCREAM!" I grunt through my gritted teeth and my head turns red as sweat is pouring down my temples. The veins on my neck pop out from all the power I put into this hold and my lean arm muscles, especially my ripped biceps, strain under the pressure. I slowly sneak my legs back as I feel you are trying to fight back under all that pain but I'm not intending to let you go now. This night will be your downfall and I will show the crowd now what they want to see. I fishhook your bloody mouth now just for a second to use my free hand as I reach back to lock your shins and ankles between my legs. Once I got them I adjust the Crossface again and slowly shift my weight to the side. I jerk my body on you to roll us over inch by inch until your huge muscle frame is exposed to the crowd. Your meaty pecs and abs stretched and the crowd gets a good view on how helpless you are trapped in this hold. My hands are applying a huge pressure on your broken face and your nose. "TELL THEM WHO'S THE CHAMP OR YOU'LL PASS OUT BITCH!" I grunt as I keep on working on your confidence that this match won't end like you wanted to. I keep on jerking you back making the pain run through your nerves over and over again.

Keiji_Takeda:
Your chiseled, sinewy frame is straining under the ring lights, every inch of your powerful bulging muscles and veins visible to the crowd as they watch you trap my big body in your submission hold! Camera lights are flashing , immortalizing the moment as I just lay there helpless. You stab your fingers into my bloody mouth and yank at my lips as I groan even louder as you roll my big flagging body over, stretching me out, my thick pecs and gut on full display, heaving up and down as I struggle to breathe. You press even harder against my face, pulling harder, my body shuddering in response, controlling me like a puppet. You hear my stifled moans and screams as your hands continue caving in my face, and I start scratching and clawing at your forearm like a feral animal, still on its last legs fighting for survival!! "Fuck... You..." You hear me say defiantly, despite the overwhelming pain taking over all my senses.

Rob_Hunter:
If I wasn't already furious like a wild bull then this would have brought me to my boiling point. You took all that pain and your mostly just a messy pile bloody muscles, and still I can hear you saying I should fuck myself. "I SHOULD DO WHAT?" I grunt as my whole body is straining to keep you in that hold. My energy is slowly coming to its end and I know I need to find a way to end this huge guy. I give your head one more YANK back and my thumps push hard against your cheekbones, feeling a bit dislocated. I release the hold in an instant and let you drop flat on the canvas. My sweaty chest is heaving like crazy and I roll on my knees behind you. I look down on your huge glistening muscles. Gasping through my teeth and my head is ringing from the feelings that run through my senses. I push myself up on my feet, I reach down for your wrists and twist your arms back. The crowd as clapping in an ascendent rhythm as this match is coming slowly to its climax. And my rage does too. I yank your upper body higher and higher off the ground. The canvas under you is painted in dark red and the scent of warm metal floods up my nose. I lift up my foot and place the heel right on your neck and then CRAAAAACK! I STOMP your face back into the canvas, putting all my weight in this move.

Keiji_Takeda:
I wince and scream as you give one final pull at my face, my nasal and cheekbones cracking loudly, a fresh round of bright blood bursting from my nose as you finally let go, my head falling down and bouncing with a thud against the canvas as I lay there gasping loudly in a pool of my own blood. You glare down at your workmanship, my sweat-caked muscles rendered useless, laying limply like a sack of meat, my thick black hair and beard crusted and matted with sweat and blood, face swollen and bruised and etched with pain. You grab my big limp arms, pulling my upper body slowly up and off the canvas, holding me up on my knees, my chin dropping onto my heaving pecs as I splutter and moan. You hold me there dominantly in front of you, placing your boot against my back, pressing firmly as you get yourself ready. I'm exhausted and the stark realization that I'm done for - starts creeping up, my ego succumbing, fear taking its place. I tug weakly with my arms, but your hands are like ropes keeping me trapped tight, a mess of muscle on display as the crowd continues roaring, and finally, I break, hoping for some mercy, my cracked, gruff pitiful voice like music to your ears as I splutter, "I'm done...please.. no more...'' I shake my head weakly, utterly cowed. But you ignore my pleas, and I can feel your boot digging firmly into my spine, pressing into my flesh and bone, then WHAM my body propels face first into the canvas with such violent force the sound of bone against the wooden canvas BOOMING through the arena, making the crowd gasp!! You curbstomp my face, pressing your boot deep into the back of my head and neck so hard my head is smashed firmly against the mat, unmoving, my scream cut off sharply as I lay there unmoving, spread eagle, save for my body rising from my breathing and the occasional twitching. A splatter of blood sprayed all over the canvas like some sort of gunshot wound from my face.

Rob_Hunter:
The ring is shaking and the noises echoing through the arena as the crowd OHHHHHHHHs and half of them shrug as the big challenger gets crushed into the canvas. "THAT'S IT BITCH!" I grunt as your huge frame bounces off before staying limp on the mats. "WHERE ARE YOUR MUSCLES HUH?" I kick into your ribcage and reach for one wrist and one ankle. I pull them up hard to twist your face up and this is the first time I'm seeing your face after that Curbstomp. I shrug as I can feel some of the pain myself just by looking at it. I step over you before I drop down on my knees, your arms right under my shins as my knees are digging deep into the nerves under your biceps. I pull out my hard cock and the camera zooms in, catching half of your broken and bloody face as I start stroking my big rod. My cum vein is pulsating already and I look over to the ref who has his jaw dropped in disbelief seeing the challenger in such a bad condition. I let out a sharp and high whistle to lead him towards us and he instantly throws himself on the canvas behind you and slaps the mats with his hand counting "ONE!". My cock is leaking pre like crazy and I'm lubing my vein-covered shaft with it as I keep on stroking my cock faster and faster. The ref's eyes are changing from looking at your face up to glaring at my rod. He raises his hand and slaps it on the canvas again counting "TWO!".

Keiji_Takeda:
My body jolts slightly as you kick me hard in my ribcage, fracturing a few, but I'm barely conscious enough to even react to any blows anymore. You tug at my limp arm and ankle, rolling me over onto my back, taking a good look at the damage you wrecked on my face - I'm barely recognizable - nose crooked, missing teeth, jaw hanging awkwardly to the side, eyes nearly swollen shut, bruises all over and blood- so much blood caking my broken skin and ragged beard. You drop my arms, spread eagle and your dagger-like knees stab down onto my 20" biceps, crushing them and turning them into soft mush, crucifying me in the middle of the ring. You can hear me moaning pitifully like a bitch, my thick chest rising weakly against your ass as you pull out your rock-hard cock as you sit over my broken body. The announcer in shock "What a total display of dominance!!!" Camera zooming in as you jerk over me, getting a perfect view of your shaft as you begin jerking, but also getting a surprising view of my own cock, jutting, tenting against my red tights like a small pole, with a very visible wet stain at the tip, making it all the more obvious who the bitch is in this match! I can vaguely hear the ref shouting out a count, and I try my hardest to kick out, instead only managing to writhe my arms and legs ,weakly sliding on the canvas like and moaning as if i were getting fucked... "Ahhhh.. uhhhnnn...." i gasp softly.

Rob_Hunter:
I grin evil as I feel you buck under me. To be honest it's not really bucking. It more feels like someone would have turned off the power supply at a bull riding. And even the sound of it is pretty similar to your moaning...energy drained...muscles limp...and your head a disaster. I stroke my cock steadily and as the ref slaps the canvas screaming "THREE!" I throw my head back and my upper body stiffens. "UAAAHHH FUUUUCK!" I moan loud into the air like a howling wolf as the first ropes shoot out of my cock and the cum gets sprayed all over your face. My cock is firing out rope after rope and in the meantime the bell rings, showing the match is over. I'm still sunken in my orgasm and don't really notice the ref screaming into his microphone "AAAAAND OUR WINNER BY PINFALL.....ROOOOOB HUNTEEEEEEEER!" The crowd is off their seats and cheering for me as the last ropes of my hot juice landing on your face and mixing up with the blood. I stumble on my feet and now that the testosterone level in my body decreases I can barely stand straight on my feet. The ref is raising my arm in the air and my chest starts heaving like crazy. The Jumbotron is now a split screen. One side showing my victory pose, the other side your messy face. A picture the crowd won't forget for some time. I just turn my head slightly towards you. "Told you..." I mumble, impossible for you to hear as the cheering is way too loud in here. The ref lowers my arm again and I stagger towards the ropes. I step out and jump down on the concrete before I head out towards the locker room.

Keiji_Takeda:
Bucking weakly underneath you, I barely open my eyes to stare up at you, a true vision of dominant manhood, gazing at you from your head to toe as I struggle to keep conscious - the look of determination and hunger in your eyes, then your taut muscles, your pecs and biceps flexing and pumping rapidly as you continue jerking - then your abs, the clear outline of your six pack as I watch you begin to quiver, ready to unload. I hear the THREE and then see your massive cock pulse, the head reddening and expanding, then I feel your thick, hot cum splattering all over my face, into my mouth and nose -over and over and over as you shoot a torrent of juice, drenching my broken face as I'm forced to swallow some of it lest I choke on it. At the same time, realizing you made a fucking jobber out of me, broke me - a man half my size, I can't help but be overwhelmed and you feel me spasm underneath you, uncontrollably cumming into my tights, the stain pooling ever wider around my crotch, eliciting roars of laughter and disappointment. After what seems like an eternity you finally get off me, relieving the pressure from my chest, allowing me to breathe as I lay there gasping for my life, the monitor resting on my cum and blood covered face as my muscles lay there in total humiliation. I try to lift my arms off the mat but they drop flat on the ground. The ref can see how badly hurt I am and calls for the stretcher, trying to hide this embarrassing spectacle as the crowd continues taking pictures and videos, making sure this match will go viral and be remembered forever.

The End

Published: 2022-06-12, viewed 141 times.