International Pro Wrestling

02:28 IPW_Upper_Management: (Voice of IPW Announcer John McCall): LAAADDIIEEES AND GENTLEMEN! Welcome to INTERNATIONAL PRO WRESTLING! I'm your host John McCall LIVE from Vancouver where we are hosting a GREAT show for you folks at home...
02:29 IPW_Upper_Management: (Voice of IPW Announcer Corey Nakamura): Yes we have quite the show here tonight, with Kid Canada back in the ring even after a disappointing debut... and pissing off management... and getting wrecked and abandoned by his tag team partner TJ...
02:31 IPW_Upper_Management: (Voice of IPW Announcer Vanessa Leone): Well some say Kid's already hit rock bottom after being thoroughly squashed and defeated by the likes of Joel, Justin Skyler, and T-Mack but you know what they say, when you're at the bottom there's nowhere to go but up!
02:31 IPW_Upper_Management: (Corey): Well unless you get dragged further down to Hell I suppose...
02:33 IPW_Upper_Management: (John): and for tonight's BIG match we have...
02:33 IPW_Upper_Management: (John): Wait he's already coming out into the ring!
02:35 Kid_Canada: I have had it with this IPW management. Match after match, they have set me up to fail. The thing is, even though I am well aware of this, the IPW crowd thinks that I am some kind of jobber, not knowing how the management practically set me up with some of their nastiest fighters, night in and night out.
02:35 Olympia (SPECTATOR): uh oh little jobber boy has something to say...
02:36 Kid_Canada: I am in my maple leaf gear, barefooted, 5'11" and 180 lbs or so as I make my way from the locker room, down the IPW ramp and slide into the ring. With a mic in hand, I interrupt these asses they call announcers, "If you can give me a minute here..." I tell John.
02:37 IPW_Upper_Management: (John): it looks like Kid Canada has something to say!
02:37 IPW_Upper_Management: (Corey): Oh I'm soooo excited...
02:39 Kid_Canada: Looking over to the crowd, "look, I know how I've looked over the past few months. Match after match, I've been beaten, humiliated. But this here..." I say flexing up a bi pose, "is not the same Kid Canada you saw a month ago. He's not the same KC you saw a week ago. I've worked hard, trained hard, and I am an exceptional athlete, and I demand a fair shot in this fed." Seemingly addressing the management. "Or are you afraid that I am gonna beat up these jobber boys you call wrestlers, and look good doing so?" yt
02:40 Carter_Powers (SPECTATOR): LOL this guy...
02:41 IPW_Upper_Management: (John): Well guys, it looks like Kid Canada's making a BRAZEN challenge to not just IPW management... but to the ENTIRETY of IPW's roster!
02:42 IPW_Upper_Management: (Vanessa): And while we're waiting for his opponent, we'd like to remind our guests that food and drink purchased from the concessions stands are non-refundable!
02:43 IPW_Upper_Management: (John): And Kid Canada's opponent... from Milan, Italy... standing at 6'2" and weighing 207 lbs... he is the Italian Stallion... VITTORIO ROSSI!!!!
02:47 Vittorio_Rossi: I emerge at the entrance, wearing my trunks in the colors of the Italian flag, matching red, white, and green knee-pads and boots... doing a double bicep flex at the top of the ramp as I slowly strut down towards the ring, holding out my arm and letting a few fans feel up my biceps... climbing up the steps and stepping through the ropes, doing a double bicep pose and pumping my pecs for the crowd after climbing into the ring. yt
02:48 IPW_Upper_Management: (John): The Italian Stallion in the BEST shape of his life!
02:48 IPW_Upper_Management: (Corey): Some people say the man has extra muscles on his muscles!
02:53 Kid_Canada: I hear your name getting announced. I have heard that they've gotten some Italian stud to wrestle for them, but this is my first time getting a glimpse of the Italian Stallion! Damn! This guy looks good even from afar. Perfectly proportioned body and muscles, you start showboating them, letting the crowd touch your muscles, feeling them up before you climb into the ring. I can't help but to take a step back when you climb, still showboating, flexing those muscles. I recompose myself, knowing that this is my chance, I dig my toes on the canvas floor and launch myself towards you, my shoulder hitting squarely at your abs, my 180 lbs. muscles behind the tackle! yt
02:55 Vittorio_Rossi: I'm too busy flexing and showing off to the crowd as legions of fans slobber over my perfect form. I don't even notice you suddenly CHARGING at me and RAMMING your shoulder into my perfect sixpack abs. "OOOFF!" I grunt as you SLAM into me, doubling over as the impact of your shoulder block sends me FLYING back into my corner. yt
02:55 IPW_Upper_Management: (John): and the bell hasn't even RUNG yet and Kid Canada's already all over his opponent!
02:58 Kid_Canada: I tackle you right into your corner. You're too big for me to take you down to the floor, but this will do. I have been training hard for the past few weeks, extra hard after the humiliating defeats, and one thing I have learned is that you can't let up. I grab onto the top ropes, and lift my legs so that they are around your waist. My hairy thighs flexing against your ribs, my barefeet outside the ring, crossing outside of the post. I flex hard, trapping this so called perfect specimen in a bodyscissor, using the ropes for leverage. UGHHHHHHHHHH flexing hard, muscles bulging. yt
03:01 Vittorio_Rossi: "UUUGHHHHH" being shoved against the corner by the smaller Canadian stud, I'm choking on each breath as he doesn't let up, trying to get oxygen into my body as he pulls his legs around me and locks me in a bodyscissor, his surprisingly powerful thighs sqeezing my torso as I grunt from the pain "UUUGHHH!" my hands trying to reach into the hold and pull his legs off my body. yt
03:01 IPW_Upper_Management: (John): The bell hasn't even rung yet! But the Stallion is already trapped in a scissor hold!
03:02 IPW_Upper_Management: (Corey): Anything Kid does here, it seems he's just trying to tire Rossi out before the match even starts!
03:03 Kid_Canada: I flex hard, as a soccer player, my legs are some of the most well trained part of my body. My hairy legs flexing and crushing into your waist, I hear you grunting, trying to reach into my thighs but I try flexing even harder, UGHHHHHHHHHH grunting myself as I start to sweat now. Veins pop from my muscles. "You ain't going anywhere!" I taunt you, but also taunting the rest of the wrestlers, looking out to where they're seated. yt
03:05 Vittorio_Rossi: "UUUUUGHHH" groaning through gritted teeth as your legs CRUSH my torso... my hands punching your thighs to try and escape... you feel the ref slapping you in the back SHOUTING at you to get off me or you're automatically disqualified... "UUUGHHHH" beads of sweat start to form on the back of my neck as I struggle in your painful hold... yt
03:05 Angelo_Diaz_de_Luca (SPECTATOR): C'mon Vito
03:07 Kid_Canada: UGHHHHHHHH I grunt out from the pain as I feel the punches on my thighs. But with each punch, I flex up harder, flexing to the max, but then I feel the ref slapping at my flexed up back, I look back, laser focused still, but when he said that I have to let go or I'll be DQed, I sigh and relax, slowly disentangling my legs from you to land on my feet. yt
03:09 IPW_Upper_Management: (John): and FINALLY this match can get started...
03:10 Vittorio_Rossi: "UUUGHHH" grunting out as each punch forces you to flex harder, squeezing the life out of my body as the ref continues to shout at you... he finally forces you to get off me as I lean against the corner rubbing my sore sides... the bell rings and I LUNGE at you trying to lock up. yt
03:12 Kid_Canada: I take a few steps back, back to the center of the ring now. Bouncing on my barefeet, now that they're getting more sweaty. I wipe some sweat off the side of my bearded face, and you walk up, I see how big those muscles are, how shredded you are, and you try to lunge in for a lock up, but I duck under, going around you and as your arms are wide, I sneak my arms under your pits, locking my hands against the back of your head, locking in a full nelson! yt
03:14 IPW_Upper_Management: (John): Kid is really using his speed here to try and take advantage of his slower opponent!
03:14 IPW_Upper_Management: (Corey): But will it be enough? They don't call Vittorio the "Italian Stallion" for nothing!
03:16 Vittorio_Rossi: You manage to duck under my arms as I lunge at you, your arms suddenly locking under mine and getting me in a full nelson... "Grrrr" I growl letting out an occasional groan as I BEND forward, lifting your bare feet off the canvas I try to escape the hold, more sweat starting to form on my back as I feel your chest pressed up against my shoulderblades. yt
03:19 Kid_Canada: Locking in, flexing my biceps against your shoulder blades, but I feel you starting to flex, and you start to bend forward, UGHHHHHHHHHHH my feet being lifted off the floor, dangling and kicking, UGHHHHHHHHHHH fuck, wasn't expecting this as I try to hold on, pressing my hands on the back of your head. UGHHHHHHHHHHHHH fuck, seemingly stuck in this position but I don't wanna appear like I don't know what the fuck I'm doing, so I keep flexing despite the position i find myself in. yt
03:22 Vittorio_Rossi: "HHHHRRRGGGG" I start roaring from the effort as I LIFT you onto my back, my arms and head still trapped in the nelson before I suddenly DROP backwards, CRUSHING your smaller body under mine against the canvas and forcing you to finally break the nelson as I roll off you and crawl towards the ropes, rubbing the back of my sore neck with one hand. yt
03:22 IPW_Upper_Management: (John): OUCH! Man that must have been painful!
03:22 Carter_Powers (SPECTATOR): Yeah kick his ass Vittorio!
03:24 Kid_Canada: UGHHHHHHH feet dangling, it's incredible just how strong you are. I get lifted entirely off my feet, when all of a sudden, you drop back, ARGHHHHHHHHH I feel you big hard muscles crushing down, my arms loosening up around yours, my feet flopping. I cough and gasp laying on the mat, stunned by being sandwiched. UGHHHHHHHHHH cough, I roll to the side, trying to push up. UGHHHHHHHHHH yt
03:25 IPW_Upper_Management: (Corey): That's how they make a salami sandwich in Italy!
03:29 Vittorio_Rossi: My hands grabbing at the ropes, pulling myself back to my feet. Turning around to see you crawling on all fours as you struggle to push yourself back up. I step towards you and bend over, wrapping my arms around your waist before LIFTING you up and SLAMMING you back down on the canvas. yt
03:32 Kid_Canada: UGHHHHHHHHHH I try to get up, when I feel your arms wrapping around my waist. UGHHHHHHHHHHH I get lifted up, and off my feet, I pry and claw on your thick forearm, but I get lifted off my feet and my back hits the canvas hard. ARGHHHHHHHHHH I cry out from the pain, my entire body flopping a couple of times before it comes to a stop. UGHHHHHHHHH I roll onto my chest, hand on my back, feet kicking, rubbing on my sore back, as I try to drag myself towards the side of the ring to get some distance. yt
05:05 Vittorio_Rossi: As you try to drag yourself away from me I grab you by your ankles and PULL you back into the center of the ring, the canvas making friction burns along your muscular back as you struggle against me. "You NEVER should have stepped into the ring against me!" I roar at you as I JAM your ankles under my armpits getting you in a Boston Crab. yt
05:05 IPW_Upper_Management: (John): and BRUTAL Boston Crab from the Stallion! Will Kid be able to survive this?
05:06 IPW_Upper_Management: (Vanessa): Look at those veins on Vittorio's biceps POP! He's almost breaking Kid in half with this move!
05:07 Kid_Canada: You grab me by my ankles and pull me back hard. UGHHHHHHH feeling the canvas burn on my flexed up muscle back, I kick and yank on my feet, hearing you tell me I should never have stepped into this ring, you and your Italian accent. I land at your feet, hearing you roar, startling me as get rolled over, my body start bending back painfully. ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHH I scream in pain, head jerking up, trying to reach and grab the ropes. Pain shooting up my spine as my body stretches back painfully. yt
05:10 Vittorio_Rossi: I start rocking on the balls of my feet, sending light shocks against your back as I PULL your leg back, pecs and biceps pumping and glistening with sweat as I nearly snap you in HALF with my crab... "how does it feel to be IPW's BIGGEST jobber!" I taunt, seeing you crawl for the ropes I start dragging you away from the ropes and back to the center of the ring. "Do you submit BITCH?" yt
05:12 Kid_Canada: Getting taunted by this big dumb bodybuilder. As you rock my body back hard, ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHH pulling my legs back, working me like some kind of resistance band as I scream out from each pull. ARGHHHHHHHHH I try to grab the ropes, but you drag me back. Sweat pouring. I come here to prove all these fuckers wrong, and I can't give up. UGHHHHHHHH I shake my head, "no, fuck you!" yt
05:15 IPW_Upper_Management: (John): Kid Canada's just refusing to submit, but what CAN he do to get out of this situation?
05:16 IPW_Upper_Management: (Corey): Well John, sometimes just taking pain isn't the best strategy!
05:18 Vittorio_Rossi: You refuse to submit so I SLAM your legs down on the canvas, rolling you over dismissively with one foot before planting a boot down on your chest. Doing a double bicep pose for the crowd and kissing one of my bulging, sweet biceps... then turning around and kissing the other. yt
05:20 Kid_Canada: My legs dropping onto the canvas with a sweaty THUD. sweat bouncing off them as they flop. UGHHHHHHHHH I moan, hand on my back, when you flop me over, as I am on my back, moaning in pain, and your boot plants on my heaving chest. Heaving up and down as you tower over me, flexing. Showboating, the crowd eating it up. UGHHHHHHHHHH my sweaty feet sliding on the canvas floor, my hands slapping and pushing on your boot, breathing hard trapped under your boot as I try to get it off. yt
05:21 IPW_Upper_Management: (John): Rossi just REALLY likes showing off doesn't he?
05:21 IPW_Upper_Management: (Vanessa): Well when you have a body like that, why WOULDN'T you show off!
05:23 Vittorio_Rossi: Getting my boot off you before flexing an arm again... "YEAH you WISH you could look like me" I taunt and wink before STOMPING down on your throat. While you lay on the ground, gasping and groaning from the blow I drop to my knee and grab a fistful of your hair, peeling you off the canvas and back to your feet. yt
05:26 Kid_Canada: You pulling your boot off, taunting me. I look up, breathing hard, you do have an impressive body, probably the best in the fed, but you then stomp your boot down against my throat, crushing my windpipe. ARGHHHHHHHHH my eyes bulging out, I cough, gasping, when you grab my hair and peel me off the canvas, I am on my wobbly feet, holding my throat, but try and elbow back against your pecs with my other arm. yt
05:28 IPW_Upper_Management: (Corey): Kid Canada's just flopping around like a fish at this point!
05:31 Vittorio_Rossi: "Ugh!" I grunt as you desperately start SLAMMING into my pecs with your elbows. The muscles bounce from your blows, effects sending ripples across my skin as I grunt from the pain. "Still have some fight left?" I growl as I jam one hand between your legs, pulling on the back of your maple leaf trunks as my other hand reaches around your shoulders and LIFTS you up. Strutting around the ring with you in my arms as if you weight nothing. yt
05:33 Kid_Canada: I hear you grunting, but you taunt me, before your arm comes between my hairy things. UGHHHHHHHH I feel my trunks being wedgied up, before you reach around my shoulders and lifting me up. Across your chest as my muscles flex and squirm in your grip. UGHHHHHHHHHH sweating hard, trying to push myself off. UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH being paraded around in front of the fans, the wrestlers, the announcers. UGHHHHHHHHH struggling hard. yt
05:35 IPW_Upper_Management: (John): and Vittorio is now just showing off his strength using Kid Canada!
05:35 IPW_Upper_Management: (Vanessa): he has all the horsepower of an Italian sports car!
05:37 Vittorio_Rossi: I suddenly LIFT you up, my biceps BULGING as they strain and I lift you onto my back. Your muscular body draped over my broad shoulders as I suddenly BEND my knees and SQUAT down. Using your 176 lbs body like a squat bar. One, two, three. The crowd counting along as I easily do 20 reps. yt
05:40 Kid_Canada: I am not a small man myself. Thick muscles, strong frame, yet I am being paraded around like this, as if I weighed nothing. My feet kicking, sweat dripping, leaving a trail as you walk me around, before you suddenly lift me across your back. UGHHHHHHHHH my back hurting like hell as you squat up, feeling the pressure. ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHH you do it again, sending shockwaves of pain up my spine. And again. ARGHHHHHHHHHHH my feet kicking, protesting, my hands prying at your hand. ARGHHHHHHHHH you keep going... and going... my struggles get weaker, and my body twitches, hands slipping off, dripping sweat as they keep counting, my screams turning into moans. UGHHHHHHHHHHH 19... 20.... yt
05:42 IPW_Upper_Management: (John): This is just what a light workout looks like for Vittorio!
05:42 IPW_Upper_Management: (Vanessa): Mmm what I wouldn't give to have access to the gym when HE'S working out...
05:45 Vittorio_Rossi: I squat one last time, the sounds of the cheering fans echoing through the arena. I plant one hand on your throat, and the other on your bulge as I LIFT you up in an overhead press... "OOONE!!!" I shout before lowering you back until you're just above my head. I squat down, "TWO!" the fans shout as I push your dangling body back UP in the air in an overhead press. Over and over again as the fans count. "THREE! FOUR! FIVE!" yt
05:48 Kid_Canada: You feel my body slowly gone limp from the pain, my struggles fading as you keep squatting me. UGHHHHHHHHHHH sweat soaked mess across your shoulder, when you change your grip, grabbing me by my throat and bulge, my hard-on against the palm of your hand, as you press me up, in an incredible display of power. UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH high up off the ground, I grab onto your forearm, worried that you will drop me, but instead, you press me up, again, UGHHHHHHHHHH choking me in the process. UGHHHHHHHHHH 3... 4... 5... sweat just keeps dripping onto you. My face getting red from the choke. I see your muscles all pumped up! yt
05:51 IPW_Upper_Management: (John): SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT!
05:51 IPW_Upper_Management: (Corey): this is how a REAL man gets his workout in!
05:53 Vittorio_Rossi: More and more reps until the crowd gets to 20 again. I let go of your body, tossing you behind me and stepping forwards as I do so. You hang in the air for a split second before your muscled body SLAMS into the canvas in a mangled mess of sweat and exhausted muscle. I do another pose for the crowd, popping my muscular pecs at them for effect showing off my bulging, sweat-covered muscles. yt
05:56 Kid_Canada: You press me up overhead, choking me, as my muscles shake in the anticipation of being dropped. It didn't come at 5... not at 10... as I start feeling lightheaded, my hands slip from your forearm, as my arms dangle, being pressed up still... 11...12... I moan, sweat dripping, a pool of sweat underneath... 15...16... UGHHHHHHHHHH gasping, face contorting in pain being pressed up, wondering if you will ever drop me... 19... and then it comes. 20... ARGHHHHHHHHH I fall face first into a pool of my own sweat, head bouncing, muscles flopping, pain jolting me awake, but I lay there, drooling onto the canvas, body convulsing against the canvas just behind you. Muscles crushed. yt
05:58 IPW_Upper_Management: (John): and that overhead drop could have easily just taken out Kid Canada for good!
05:58 IPW_Upper_Management: (Corey): Yeah that was like falling from the top of a building
06:00 Vittorio_Rossi: The crowd admiring my perfect body as I flex for them, turning back around to face you. Bending over and grabbing a fistful of your trunks. the other hand grabs you by the chin as I position you in front of me. Pulling back and LIFTING you up in a deadlift, giving you a PAINFUL wedgie before SLAMMING you down on the canvas. "ONE!" The crowd chants as I bend forward and then PULL you back again in another deadlift, wedgieing your ass as the crowd chants "TWO!" and I SLAM you back down on the canvas. yt
06:04 Kid_Canada: I can hear the crowd going wild. I was supposed to have that effect on them. My determination to make a name for myself in the fed. My shot at redemption today. Nothing is panning out, and this is incredibly frustrating. I am laying in my own pool of sweat, in a sweat soaked heap, drooling, moaning when you grab me by my trunks and bearded chin, UUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I get lifted up, my own trunks strangling my cock and balls as I get a huge wedgie, before I get smashed into the canvas. ARGHHHHHHHHHHH stunned! you doe it again, the pain on my balls and ass, keeping me awake through all this, ARGHHHHHHHHHHH Dazed when I get slammed again. But I get pulled up yet again, ARGHHHHHHHHHHHH my feet kicking weakly, before you smash me down the mat again. UGHHHHHHHHHH yt
06:10 IPW_Upper_Management: (John): and now onto working on those legs
06:10 IPW_Upper_Management: (Vanessa): It's leg day for Vittorio!
06:12 Vittorio_Rossi: "FOUR! FIVE! SIX!" each time I PULL back hard on your trunks, hearing you SQUEAL from the pain of your raging hard-on and balls SQUASHED against the fabric. "NINE! TEN! ELEVEN!" your face and chest SLAMMING into the canvas, your head lulling and limbs dangling uselessly as I use you as my personal weight. "THIRTEEN! FOURTEEN!" the sounds of the crowd almost deafening, drowning out your screams in pain. "NINETEEN! TWENTY!" One last deadlift but this time I hold you in the air, LIFTING you up so you're dangling at chest height and DROPPING you down on my knee in an over-the-knee gutbuster. yt
06:16 Kid_Canada: You keep pulling me up and smash me back into the canvas with each rep. Yet I am still conscious, feeling every strain on my cock and balls as my maple leaf trunks squashes them hard, making me squeal each and every single time. Feeling the painful impact as my face and chest hits the canvas, nearly knocking me out yet I remain conscious. UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH my feet kicking weakly, dangling as you lift me and smash me down again, and again. ARGHHHHHHHH ARGHHHHHHHH 15... 16... UGHHHHHHHHHHH sweat splashing up from that pool each time. UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I am dangling in the air, anticipating the 21st again, but this time, you hold my limp body up, before smashing my gut across your waiting knee. ARGHHHHHHHHHHH I drape across your knee, coughing, gasping. yt
06:23 IPW_Upper_Management: (John): and the HIGH PERFORMANCE gutbuster from Vittorio! Kid Canada's not going to be getting up after THAT finisher!
06:25 Vittorio_Rossi: I drop you down on the canvas, your exhausted body in a pile of broken meat at my feet as I FLEX again, strutting around the ring as my fans cheer. "THIS IS WHAT YOU CAME FOR!" I shout before lightly kicking you in the side, "not this... defeated sack of meat!" I bend over and grab a fistful of your hair, PEELING you off the canvas and standing you up on your feet before my muscular arms wrap around your torso and TRAP you in a bearhug, my biceps bulging as I SQUEEZE the life out of you. yt
06:29 Kid_Canada: I get dropped to the canvas. And thankfully, I am not being pulled up by my trunks and chin again. I lay there, sweating heavily, moaning, panting, hearing you taunting me, working up the crowd as you kick me against my ribs. UGHHHHHHHHH my body sliding a bit. Can't believe this gym rat is having his way with me. And then you grab me by my hair, pulling me up, making me stand before you wrap your arms around my torso. ARGHHHHHHHHHHH I scream, my knees lifting again against your thighs, I try pushing on your shoulder, feeling your biceps caving in. UGHHHHHHHHHHHHH air being crushed out of me, UGHHHHHHHHHH struggling hard. yt
06:30 IPW_Upper_Management: (John): and a BRUTAL bearhug from Vittorio! Will Kid Canada finally submit?
06:30 IPW_Upper_Management: (Corey): Well John I don't know if he will but he definitely SHOULD!
06:31 Vittorio_Rossi: My biceps BULGING as I grit my teeth and SQUEEZE hard. "You should submit!" I taunt through gritted teeth as I FLEX my biceps and squash you against me. My muscular pecs up against your pecs, both bodies glistening with sweat as you feel my hard bulge rub against yours. The crowd is going WILD seeing our hot bodies pressed together as I try to force the submission out of you. yt
06:33 Kid_Canada: ARGHHHHHHHHHHH I scream in pain, as you continue to squeeze me hard, your biceps cutting into my torso. UGHHHHHHHHHHH I try to reach for something, hand reaching out, my face contorting in pain, but when I feel you crushing harder against my torso, really pouring on the power, "I Give! I GIVE!" I slap on your back, feeling drained, exhausted, crushed, body starting to go limp as I say my submission. yt
06:35 Vittorio_Rossi: Hearing you submit I give you one last squeeze before dumping you on the canvas, showing off every inch of my hot bod as I flex, arms, legs, pecs, abs, the crowd going wild with the sweat accentuating my physique.
06:35 IPW_Upper_Management: (John): and the winneeerrrrr by submission is... VITTORIO ROSSI!
06:37 Vittorio_Rossi: I grab you by the hair, lifting you up onto your knees... "FLEX FOR ME BITCH!" I order you. yt
06:39 Kid_Canada: Seconds away from being crushed out cold, fading fast, before you let go, dumping me onto the canvas. UGHHHHHHHHH moaning in pain, my muscles twitching on the canvas, hearing them declare your victory, wondering what did i do wrong in this match, when you cut my thought short, grabbing me by my hair and lift me to my knees. UGHHHHHHHHH I hear you tell me to flex, and you ain't joking from that grip. UGHHHHHHHH my face wincing, I lift my right arm and flex up a bicep pose. yt
06:40 Vittorio_Rossi: Down on one knee and slapping your bicep lightly, "you're TINY Canadian boi!" I shout as I FLEXX my massive bicep behind you, the crowd oogling us both as I compare bicep sizes before dropping you back down on the canvas and leaving you in the ring, stepping into the crowd pit as fans admire my muscles and take selfies with me. yt
06:43 Kid_Canada: I see pictures snapping, flash lights going off when you slap my bicep, shouting, mocking me before you flex behind me. I feel you tightening you grip, as I keep the flex, before you finally let go after a minute or so, UGHHHHHHHHH leaving me in the ring, muscles hurting all over, laying in my own pool of sweat as I moan, hearing the crowd cheering, interacting with you! yt
06:43 IPW_Upper_Management: (John): Well folks, that was quite an exciting match we had here tonight!
06:43 IPW_Upper_Management: (Corey): Yeah and Kid Canada racks up his TENTH loss here at IPW... maybe management should throw him a party.
06:44 IPW_Upper_Management: (Vanessa): If Vittorio's going to be there, I would DEFINITELY want to be invited too!
06:44 IPW_Upper_Management: (John): Well we'll see about the party guys. And to all you folks at home, I'm John McCall LIVE from Vancouver, thank you for tuning into IPW and on behalf of the announce team... GOOD NIGHT!
06:50 IPW_Upper_Management: Meanwhile... backstage after the show...
06:54 Kid_Canada: I am in and out of conscious after the match. Everything becoming a blur. I vaguely remember getting carried out of the ring. And the noises I am hearing now resembles those of the after parties the management usually throws after an event. I would have thought that this is all a dream if it didn't hurt so much, UGHHHHHHHHHH I feel my ass, my balls, my chest, abs, legs being whacked from time to time. My body's arching back somehow, and my wrists are being tied to my ankles. I feel my body rotating, before being batted from one side to another, UGHHHHHHHHHHHH
06:56 Kid_Canada: I start to drift when I feel the pain stopping for a moment. UGHHHHHHHHHHH head lolling, sweat dripping, I can hear the chatters, the taunts, all feeling like a dream. I'm hoping that this is all but a dream.

Published: 2021-02-14, viewed 51 times.