Jobber Industry

01:53 Greg_the_Pet_Vet: It's been a few months since my 'encounter' with the famous wrestling star Keiji Takeda, and I'd honestly forgotten all about it. After I put a man in his place, I generally expect him to stay there. So it comes as a big shock to me when you show up back at my gym, fully recovered, demanding a rematch. If anything, your muscles look even more imposing now, I assume you've been working out hard at the gym. But this time, you are all up in my face, insisting you're going to beat me down, and demanding that we record the fight and live stream it, to dispel the rumors that the great and powerful Keiji got his block knocked off by some dude who owns a podunk little boxing gym.
02:02 Keiji_Takeda: I've spent days and weeks pumping up at the gym, unable to get the night you humiliated and destroyed me with your fists, leaving me a lump of muscle on the canvas - it's never happened before, and by someone as small as you! Every work out has been driven by anger and determination to demolish you and redeem myself. I've been packing on the pounds and the muscle, bigger and harder than before. I also started taking lessons from my boxing friend and getting learning some strikes. Able to finally win a match against my friend, I felt satisfied and confident enough to face you again. My promoter thought it would be a good idea to record this fight, maybe kick start my career in MMA or boxing as well, and I agreed. Those rumors getting out have hurt my standing with my fans in the ring and I've often have to wrestle mid-card. I open the door to your boxing gym, familiar as I swing open the door and come in with my promoter following with his equipment. "HEY FUCKER!" I yell as I spot you, "Remember me??? I'm here to settle the score." I growl, muscles bulging with my hands on my hips
02:21 Greg_the_Pet_Vet: Sweeping up the floor after a long day of training, when you bust through my doors with another man and an armload of recording equipment, yelling and storming in looking for trouble. Sigh. "You again? What, you're here for another lesson in why boxing will always be superior to wrestling?"
02:28 Keiji_Takeda: You see a flash of anger in my eyes as I come up to and pull the front of your shirt and bring you face to face with me "You fucking wouldn't even last a second in the wrestling ring you bitch" as I raise my other fist behind me, my promoter stops me "Hey hey, save it for the cameras, remember?" I growl, letting you go and releasing my grip on your shirt as I back off and my promoter steps forward "so, we've been having a little problem, there's been rumors going around that you beat Keiji in a match, and it hasn't been good for his image. So we were wondering if you'd like to help us rectify this situation with a live recorded match. So everyone can see the truth with their own eyes. Of course you'd be compensated for your troubles."
02:34 Greg_the_Pet_Vet: Maintaining my grip on my broom as you grab my shirt, a little bit of spittle flies out of your angry mouth as you're cussing me out, and lands on my shirt. I of course remain calm. "Wow, I could see how those rumors might be damaging for a man of Keiji's status. You want me to fight him, on camera? Live? How many people will be watching?"
02:40 Keiji_Takeda: "Could be hundreds, thousands, we've already sent the word out. What do you say?" he asks. I stand there with my big arms folded across my chest, staring you down, scowling at you
02:48 Greg_the_Pet_Vet: Setting my broom aside with a yawn. "I guess I haven't had my workout yet for tonight, sure why not." Peeling off my branded gym shirt and tossing it aside, grabbing up my black boxing gloves as I go, wearing only my usual black boxing trunks now. Kicking off my shoes as I climb up into the ring.
02:57 Keiji_Takeda: My promoter nods to me as he quickly starts setting up the camera and recording equipment as I climb into the ring next to you and peel off my tank top, revealing my massive frame, thick pecs right in front of you as I look down, nostrils flaring as I breathe intensely. "Bet you miss seeing this, don't you?" i sneer, taking off my jogger pants and revealing my dark red wrestling tights with my name emblazoned, running down the side of the leg. "Better take a good look, cuz you're gonna get knocked the fuck out tonight!" i say as I head over to my corner to stretch. Recording is already rolling as my promoter announces to the live stream "And the moment you've all been waiting to see, a fight for the ages, wrestler versus boxer, who's going to come out on top? We all know Keiji Takeda who's going to be facing Greg.. the uh... boxer with a mouth!" 03:12 Greg_the_Pet_Vet: Stretching in my corner, got a bit of a crick in my neck, so I work that out. Rolling my shoulders back, then stretching my arms out sideways and back with a big yawn. "Let's get this over with quick though, okay? It's late and I'm a little tired." Walking calmly to the middle of the ring, holding out my gloved left fist. "Any last words?"
03:20 Keiji_Takeda: I come to the center of the ring, flexing my muscles, making sure the camera sees the size difference between the two of us as I thrust my chest out and steel my abs. "Yeah. Thanks for making me look good tonight." I smirk as I immediately swing a right cross at your face!!
03:49 Greg_the_Pet_Vet: Your huge, muscular body flexing up in front of me and for the cameras, as I hold out my glove for the touch. But instead of respectfully meeting my touch with yours, you take a cheap shot, swinging that gloved fist powered by your meaty arm towards my face.. in the clumsiest right cross a big dumb muscle chump could possibly throw. Already bent a little for the glove touch, I duck slightly further down so your massive punch flies over my head, then I weave up with that left fist you were supposed to touch, and whip it in a left hook to your chiseled jaw.
04:00 Keiji_Takeda: Every muscle in my right arm tensing up, veins popping, putting all the power I've been working on and the boxing I've been learning into my clenched fist, cutting through the air with a swiftness you didn't see before, my fist zeroes in on your face as my promoter's eyes widen in anticipation of the first punch... but instead, I miss, as you duck, my punch throwing me off balance as my fist curves across to my left, leaving my face a wide open target as your glove slams into my jaw with a spectacular THUMP!!! "UMMMPHHH!!!!!" i groan in surprise, my head whiplashed to the left, spit flying out of my mouth as my cheek ripples from the impact!!! I stagger on my feet, forgetting how powerful a trained boxer's punches are, my arms swinging wildly to maintain my balance. I hold my jaw, then right myself, fists up in front guarding and hop to you undeterred, throwing some jabs at your face
04:07 Greg_the_Pet_Vet: My left hook is one of my best punches. Actually, all my punches are my best punches, but this one connects HARD on your undefended jaw to begin our fight. And then, of course, like a fool, you charge in, your bravado on full display. But hey, you must have had SOME kind of training since we met last, your punches are looking a lot more crisp! Barely even putting in any effort though, I bat away or block your thunderous jabs, keeping my guard tight, weaving and swaying and keeping my feet planted as your fists find NOTHING but air.
04:13 Keiji_Takeda: My fists zapping through the air, making contact with your gloves as you block them, the sound of leather on leather thwaping echoing through the gym, as I recall my training, trying to get past your defenses and mixing up some of my punches, but not even landing even one punch yet! Getting frustrated I close in , trying to decrease the distance and increase the velocity of my punches, this time you begin weaving, like an annoying fly, avoiding all my punches now as I just swing relentlessly!! Sweat beading my forehead as I work up a sweat, chest rising as I gulp in air to keep my momentum up. My promoter checks his phone, social media is starting to buzz as people tune in, texting encouragement "C'mon Keiji, kick that nobody's ass!"
04:51 Greg_the_Pet_Vet: Any one of your massive punches landing on its intended target would have probably ended my night. Your massive muscles powering knockout punch after knockout punch, your new and improved training is obvious. And if any one of those punches had gotten through, I might have been in big trouble. As it is, however, you're getting tired ALREADY, from launching those big muscular arms through the air and hitting nothing but my guard or the air. Bobbing, weaving, swaying my torso all around, your fists whooshing and whizzing all around me while the cameras record every second. I don't even bother moving my feet, just leaning side to side and back and forth while your fists dance all around me.
05:13 Keiji_Takeda: I keep swinging, my thick, massive arms with veins running up their length, amping up the effort I put into my swings. You continue weaving in and out between my punches, a fine dance that all the viewers are starting to notice as you dodge every single one of my punches with cat-like reflexes, your eyes analyzing my every movement and anticipating them as you study my thick, massive torso, muscles rippling with every punch - my thick pecs bouncing and jiggling, my gut rising in and out of my tight waistband. You hear me audibly begin to breathe - the first signs of muscles fatiguing, my smooth skin glistening under the bright gym lights. "Stay.. still..." i mutter, until finally I stop in frustration, you see me rise, arching my entire body straight up, my sweaty , muscular torso in full frontal view of you as I raise my arms up above my head, gloves clasped together, eyes bloody thirsty and SWING down with the fury of a crashing hammer - a massive double axe handle aimed straight at the top of your skull!
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14:51 Greg_the_Pet_Vet: Your thick, heavy muscles powering BOMB after BOMB at me, as I skillfully sway, dodge, bob, and weave every one, showing you the head movement of a truly well trained boxer, and enjoying that bead of sweat forming and your breath coming a little faster as you start to fatigue those powerful muscles. Rearing up overhead in the slooowest move ever, I simply crouch a little and step to the left to avoid your fists, lowering mine on the way into my crouch, then thrust myself erect as I whip my fist up under your rapidly descending head, intending to intercept your downward moving chin with my upward moving fist.
16:57 Keiji_Takeda: My fists rushing down with all the force of a barrelling bull, I swing down in front of my abs, it almost seems as if I made contact as you deftly step to the side, feeling the rush of the air across your shoulder as you quickly uncoil your legs and burst up with your uppercut, catching me square in the jaw!!! You watch almost as in slow motion as it connects, my eyes clenching shut, lips pouting and cheeks puffing out as your glove rams into my solid jaw!!! My head quickly snaps back as I yell, "Aaauuurghhh!!!!" And my body goes flying into the air and crashing down onto my back!!!
17:13 Greg_the_Pet_Vet: My punch impacting under your chiseled jaw and lifting you back up from your missed double axe handle, my fist reaching up to the ceiling with my follow through, my body extending upwards as yours goes flying, all 200-plus pounds of muscle landing HARD on the canvas a few feet away, that punch felt AMAZING. And I'm sure it looked amazing on camera too. Stepping over to you, I lift my foot up onto your big chest, and flex up a bicep for the cameras, and smile and wave to your fans. Then I remove my foot, reach down, and slap your head back and forth with my glove a few times. "Come on Keiji, get back up. Your fans want to see a LOT more out of you than that!"
17:19 Keiji_Takeda: "ah.. my jaw..." I moan as I lay there in a daze, not quite sure what hit me.. I see my promoter shooting a worried look and signaling for me to get back up as i feel your boot stomp on my chest, flexing. I gasp in pain as you press down, towering over me and slap me several times in the head as I try to block them with my arms!! Angrily I shove your foot off my chest and quickly scramble back up onto my feet, standing upright and adjusting my neck, "I'm just getting started..." I growl, and start coming at you with a flurry of wild punches, alternating between your face and your abs, trying to mix it up and overwhelm you with speed
17:23 Greg_the_Pet_Vet: And of course, just like the last time we fought, you escalate your aggression when you should be taking it easy, giving me a ton of great practice blocking, bobbing, and weaving. Parry a jab, swing my hip to left a punch to my abs sail by, duck a hook, tip my elbow down to catch a punch before it hits my ribs. All that strength and power you're putting into these punches, I sure hope you've been working on that cardio. In between your barely controlled volley, I pick you apart with quick little jabs, slipping between your earth breaking fists with quick little stings to your chin and cheeks.
17:53 Keiji_Takeda: Fueled by anger, determined not to be outdone by you again, you can see there's more confidence in my fists, more skill as I shoot them at you. More force as my much bigger frame, an extra 10 lbs of muscle since you last saw me, power each fist. And yet they still sail past you as your years of experience clearly outpace whatever ive learned. You return my offenses with jabs, in my rush to end you you gingerly jab back, gloves snapping into my face, watching me grunt and take each one, my head snapping slightly back and forth as you strike my cheek and chin, sweat and spit spraying lightly and I dial myself back, putting my guard up and trying to block your punches!
17:59 Greg_the_Pet_Vet: My stinging jabs slowing your bull rush, you were clearly hoping your bigger, stronger muscles would overwhelm me this time, a full 250lbs of prime beef driving fists that could break down a wall towards me. And if any of them landed it would have been very bad for me. Instead, I've already slowed your assault with a few quick jabs, putting you on the defensive. And if you think that means I'm going to slow down now, you're very wrong. I pursue you and start digging punches into your thick wall of abdominal muscle, a left hook to your liver, a right uppercut below your navel, left uppercut above your navel, right hook to your ribs. You've gotten so much stronger!
18:20 Keiji_Takeda: Putting my fists up, now you're coming in at me, slinging those measures fists at me, I'm putting up a good fight, blocking some of your punches, but you easily start breaking through, your gloves popping against my thick frame, I grunt in frustration as you start working my muscular torso from various angles, but for the moment I take it like a champ, not even flinching as I absorb it all, "you call those punches, bitch?" As I swing a hook to your chin , trying to get my own offense back in!
19:48 Greg_the_Pet_Vet: My fists working on your abs, it's clearly going to take a lot of work to break you down, and frankly? That's okay, I could use the workout. Leaning back just enough for that hook to whoosh past my nose, I bend into an overhand left to your eye, then recoil into a big right uppercut up under that vulnerable chin again. Maybe this time you can stay on your feet!
20:49 Keiji_Takeda: Your gloves slamming into my rigid abs, you can see the faint outline of my six pack on my beefy muscle as I flex to take your blows like a wall, spraying off the sweat that's rapidly covering very inch of my torso, yet you haven't even broken a sweat yet! I swing and miss my hook opening myself as your glove makes contact with my face - I give a grunt of frustration as you snap my head to the side then another uppercut to my square jaw!! I gasp and eyes open wide in shock as I stagger back, but still on my feet my arms swaying to keep my balance. But I keep at it, coming back in to face you, measuring you out and standing there with my guard up , goading you to make the first move.
00:00 Greg_the_Pet_Vet: My strong uppercut measured not to lift you off your feet just yet, your staggering bulk looking very imposing with a full 60 pounds more muscle than me packed onto your frame. Your guard raised making you look like a fighter at least, even though so far you haven't presented much of a fight. Let's see if you can avoid some basic body work. Zipping in close I heave a big right uppercut to your trunkline, then a left uppercut, watching to see if you can respond, and if not, another flurry right left right attempting to lift your big body off the canvas with each punch.
01:38 Keiji_Takeda: I see you close the distance and throwing some upper cuts, I manage to react and blocking with my arms, but you know from watching me on TV that I'm much more of a strong offense wrestler than a technician, and your flurry of punches are too quick for me, WUMP WUMP WUMP landing onto my solar plexus, this time eliciting grunts and you can feel my body slightly caving from the last blow! Feeling a little bit of pain now, I return the offense with a few uppercuts aimed at your gut!
07:11 Greg_the_Pet_Vet: Your punches are slow and lumbering. I'm sure you're very fast and strong on your feet as a wrestler, but as a boxer, you seem to be flat footed, and I easily dance to your left while you're swinging away. Your head unprotected, I leap in with a left right left hook combination, then dance to your center for more.
07:25 Keiji_Takeda: Fuck! Swinging as fast as I can, you dodge to the side and I still haven't managed to land a single hit on you!!! You batter my head with two hooks, seeing it whip back and forth as I grunt "Fuck--" blinking my eyes, starting to be a bit dazed, i shake my head as I stare blankly, my chest heaving, starting to get a bit desperate as you come to the front I start sending a volley of crosses at your face!
07:34 Greg_the_Pet_Vet: Swinging for the fences as always, your punches carry all the power, and none of the accuracy. Ducking low under your windmill fists, a left and a right swing overhead, and I work my way up your body throwing left and right uppercuts, starting with a left to your balls, then standing into a right above your trunks, a left beside your navel, a right under your pec, a left hitting your right pec, and finally a right up under that chin.
07:41 Keiji_Takeda: my fists shooting through the air like rapid fire but you dodge and duck with a deftness that's causing an uproar among all the live viewers!! You get in close and start slamming my thick body with uppercuts, one right into my package tucked in my tights!!! My eyes widen and my jaw drops open in pain, stunned by the punch, before I can even give out a moan you quickly strike my side, finally , you see me start my body react in pain as you break through my defenses, my body jerking to the side, then some blows to my pecs, you watch the thick muscle bounce wildly, the brown nips hard, then another blow to my chin!!! spit flies up into the air as you slam my gaping jaw shut and I stagger back, nearly falling backwards but land into the corner! Huffing and puffing, I put my guard up again!
11:56 Greg_the_Pet_Vet: My punches successfully beat you into the corner of the ring, your guard still raised but not doing much. I rush in before you can move and send a barrage of straight punches up and down your thick, muscular torso, meant to break and beat and soften and welt up your whole upper body and leave you heaving. Rights and lefts working you up and down like pistons against the corner post, wiping out any hope of counter attack. Spearing punches into both pecs, down your ribs, thumping into your solar plexus, uppercuts all over your navel, punching you until those thick hard muscles start to weaken and break down.
17:46 Keiji_Takeda: A chill shoots up my spine as the familiarity of your powerful, relentless attacks from our first fight handedly put me out.. you're doing it again as you rush in, I try to hop out of the corner but it's too late.. like a wild beast you're on me , your fists pelting my muscles over and over, my body jerking with each hit!! You watch as I start loudly groaning "no.. arghh... Ugh.. ufff!!!" My body spasming in a terrible looking dance in the corner. You batter my thick abs, a hard wall, you can feel me flex and stay upright as I resistbut slowly and surely I start doubling over, trembling!!! Desperate I lunge into you as we cinch up, pressing my body against yours to prevent any punches, you can feel just how hard those 250 lbs of muscle are.. my head leaning into yours, my rapid hot breath against your ear
20:15 Greg_the_Pet_Vet: Your body is heavy, and I'm glad you still have some strength in those powerful legs of yours, because otherwise I honestly don't know how I would hold up all that muscle. Your clinch only gives me a few viable options, and frankly having your sweaty bulk on me much longer isn't my favorite. I step back with my right foot, giving my hips as much room as I can, then I thrust my knee up between your legs to smash you in the balls.
20:23 Keiji_Takeda: My thick arms wrapping around your body, threatening to crush it with my iron-wrought biceps, but all my sweat makes me a bit slippery and you maneuver your way out before ramming a knee up my package!!! My jaw drops open as I give a short gutteral gasp, my arms dropping from around your body as I bend over, stunned! As i struggle to remain upright, knock-kneed from your blow, I hiss, "you.. cheat..."
21:25 Greg_the_Pet_Vet: "Keiji, you came to attack me in my own place of business. I don't recall agreeing to any rules, and if we had, you broke them. Now it's my turn to break you. Again." With that, I drill my right fist into your balls, a left uppercut into your folded over abs, and a right uppercut to straighten you away from me.
21:33 Keiji_Takeda: I stare up at you incredulously, your voice steady and menacing as you threaten to destroy me again. I won't let it happen, i start reeling a fist back but pain erupts from my balls as you slam another fist into it, my body lifted off the floor, then again as your glove sinks into my abs!! You send another uppercut, the force righting my body up, my back extending as I stagger backwards, my thick swelling pecs and rigid abs exposed!!
21:41 Greg_the_Pet_Vet: This time, it's personal. The first time I invited you into my gym, I wanted to show you the superior power of boxing. But now? You come back here thinking you want to show the world what a winner you are? Fine, I'm pulling out all the stops. That fine, muscular body presents simply too many beautiful targets, and I start pounding your bricks one by one with uppercuts, working my way down your thick torso like my fists are mallets and you're a xylophone. Lefts and rights up and down your abdominal muscle ridges, playing you like an instrument, pushing you back into the corner again.
21:54 Keiji_Takeda: Our frames standing in the middle of the ring, the camera capturing all the action close up , seeing my huge flagging body a stark contrast to your energetic, smaller one, you begin unloading your fists into me - slowly at first, letting the impact sink in with crushing ferocity. One fist straight into my bricks, you watch my face contort into a painful grimace, my eyes clenching shut, my jaw dropping open as I give a short, gruff scream, like music to your ears. "AARRRRR", my muscular body folding over slightly, shuddering, arms flinging. Then another punch. BAM. My body jerking in response. Then another. and another. WUMP WUMP WUMP WUMP!!! my abs taking it all as you wear them down, my feet stumbling back as my back hits the corner post, my head rolling back, arms hanging by my side.. "Ah.. fuck..." i wheeze
23:23 Greg_the_Pet_Vet: "Your arms are hanging again, Keiji... you know what that means... it's time for me to go to put you to work... for your FANS!" Lifting my fists in front of your face, I want to put you into the same fog you were in the last time we fought. So I start working your chiseled jaw and chin over that thick neck, with jabs, using both fists in combinations to tap dance all over your face and bruise you up a little. Dancing in front of you, I play with your jaw and chin, rocking your head back and forth like I'm working on a speed bag.
23:36 Keiji_Takeda: chest heaving, sweating like a pig from all the exertion trying to land a punch on you, I try to lift up my arms to block but it's too late, your fist slams into my face, my thick brows furrowing and nostrils flaring as I scream in pain!! you play with my head effortlessly ,whipping it side to side, left, right left, right, every angle of my face familiar to your fists as you slam my cheekbones, my lips, my eyes, watching me splutter as spit flies out my mouth , a thick strand hanging down the corner of my lip onto my bushy beard. As you hope on your feet and give a small break you see me glance at you with fear and anger in my eyes, I try to push myself forward out of the corner but you give a quick elbow to my chin, sending me slumping hard back into the corner! the promoter glances worryingly at his phone, but the viewers are starting to tune in , more by the second as they watch you pelting me with blows, some even starting to send messages rooting for you!
12:55 Greg_the_Pet_Vet: Staying planted in front of you, I want to put on a good show, and make it very, very clear who is the dominant man in this fight, whose fists will always own your face, any time I want. I launch a left uppercut to your balls to fold you over, then batter your chin back and forth with left and right hooks to straighten you back up. Then a right to your balls, and more hook punches.
18:05 Keiji_Takeda: My mouth hanging open as I inhale huge gasps of air, my chest rising up and down quickly, you send another low blow to my balls, hearing me yelp like a bitch as I double over, my head hanging dumbly in front of you like a perfect target as you begin working my square jaw!!! "Arrrr ahhh aaaahhh aaaahhh!!" I groan painfully as you watch my head bounce back and forth, my eyes clenching in pain, my cheeks and mouth rippling with each impact as sweat and saliva sprays across your torso!! Another punch to the balls sends me doubling over nearly in half.. this time your punch connects a bit higher and you feel something solid. Glancing down, you see a very noticeable outline of my cock hardening, poking against my tights, and you recall how I was stiff LAST match too! You realize that for some reason this big muscle punching bag in front of you seems to get off the more you work it! You smirk and continue with your hook punches, twisting your body left and right, slamming my face even harder
to see how much it can take, making me scream even more as you nearly try to take my head off with each blow, watching my head snap around, my arms hanging in front of me, my feet constantly stumbling trying to keep me centered and upright!
20:34 Greg_the_Pet_Vet: Just like the last time we fought, you've ended up standing helpless with your arms hanging while I beat you up, this time backed into the corner of the ring where you can't escape. Unlike the last time we fought though, there are cameras recording how much you're ENJOYING IT, and broadcasting the humiliating effect of my domination over you, around the world. As much as I'm enjoying your flat feet dancing in the corner, I want to humiliate you for your fans, so I flex up my right arm for the cameras, squeezing my bicep, and smiling to the world. Lifting just my left fist in front of your face, I throw jabs, not even watching you while I do it. Jab..jab jab.. jabjabjab, jab... jab.. bouncing your head back and forth with my fist.
20:47 Keiji_Takeda: i slump back into the corner, your punches and all the energy i've exerted are quickly taking its toll on my endurance, the drawback of my huge muscles requiring ample oxygen that I'm not providing!! my movements are starting to slow as I struggle to escape the corner, but even lifting my arms is a lumbering undertaking, every time I try to raise my fist up to fight back you either slam a fist into me, forcing me to drop them, or I just have difficulty lifting them! It's taking all my effort just to stand even with support from the corner post! I stare at you helpless, slack jawed as you begin preening, flexing a bicep, then just jabbing away at my head as you look away, more concerned with how you're looking for the camera than our fight!!! Pathetically, despite my best efforts to move, my face just takes it all bouncing repeatedly, whiplashed by your jabs,groaning gruffly repeatedly as leather smacks my face. My features starting to bruise again as your jabs drive harder into my face
23:35 Greg_the_Pet_Vet: My humiliating jabs have done their work, and you are thoroughly dazed, just the way I like you. Lifting your chin with my left gloved fist, I walk back towards the middle of the ring, towing you along with me. Holding you in place with my gloved fist, I take my time reaching back, then I launch a big uppercut up under your jaw to lift you off your feet.
23:54 Keiji_Takeda: my eyes starting to get weary, difficult to open as I rock listlessly in the corner, like a drunk trying to stay on his feet, you cup my chin and drag me from the corner like a dog on a leash, my head hanging from your grip as I stumble forward. I start swinging punches into your gut, as hard as I can, but they land on you with no effect, just soft pitter patter of leather on skin. "Let.. go.. Greg..." I protest inbetween groans. As we reach the middle of the ring, you twist my face to make sure the camera gets a good angle at my pained expression before reeling a huge uppercut into my jaw!!! My head snaps back hard, spit flying into the air, back arching as 250 lbs jumps off the canvas!!!! Land back on my feet, stumbling, my head falling forward, chin on my thick heaving pecs.. "ah.. fuck..." i groan, flailing my arms again into your gut in a pathetic attempt to fight back
01:22 Greg_the_Pet_Vet: My huge uppercut lifts you off your feet, and like the stallion you are, you land on your feet, stumble, and STAY UP. Your muscular arms, now weak, send pathetic punches into my gut, and I don't even bother trying to stop you, tightening up my abs to easily absorb your wimpy blows. Launching a right uppercut under your chin to stop your attack again, then I step away from you and walk around the ring, to all the cameras, flexing up my muscles for your fans.
01:46 Keiji_Takeda: Fist after fist into your gut, now it feels like I'M hitting a brick wall! Sweat dripping down my face, panting like a dog, my fans watching not understanding how I don't even seem to be hurting a guy half my size!! All my muscles bulging, accented under the lights and sweat, but totally fucking useless!!! You ram another up uppercut to my chin, effectively ending my feeble attempt!! The blow so severe it lifts me off my feet again, I still remain standing, but stumbling now, my mouth wide open gasping for air, my eyes staring blankly in space. You step away, getting close to the camera, flexing and taunting them as in the background I spin around the ring trying to find you, periodically swinging a hard, aimless punch, hoping to somehow connect.. you smirk, you don't even know what the fuck i'm trying to do!
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02:17 Greg_the_Pet_Vet: Strutting around my ring for all your fans, one of your aimless punches brushes up against the back of my shoulder as I'm facing away from you. And that, frankly, will not do. I turn back to face, you, and stop your ridiculous swinging with a brutal right uppercut to your balls.
02:31 Keiji_Takeda: Thinking I may have an opening I turn to face you , one arm stretched back and fist cocked, I see you turn with a flash of anger in your face and swiftly duck down and uppercut my balls, my cock oozing out a very visible wet stain on my tights!! Jaw dropping open , wide as I groan in agony, my gloves covering my cock as my knees quiver together, unable to move. Both of us are positioned right in front of the camera, my fans seeing you roll your eyes as you gesture to my shuddering muscle frame behind you
03:11 Greg_the_Pet_Vet: Turning to face you and get those pesky hands away from your balls, I smack your jaw side to side with left and right hooks until you release your balls, leaving your whole body utterly undefended. Then I stand in front of you and slightly to your right, and turn to face the same direction as you for the cameras, except I reach down and cradle your bruised and battered balls in my left glove, and flex up my right for the world to watch.
03:30 Keiji_Takeda: CRACK CRACK your fists battering my face again, I stand there , back slumped , my arms flailing from the power of your punches as I continue to groan painfully like a wounded beast!! I stand there knees slightly bent, back slightly flexed as if I'm in a half sitting position, I'm so winded by your punches i can barely even stand upright as I you grab onto my balls, my arms exhausted just hanging by my sides, I can't even lift them to try and brush your hand away despite how hard I try. You flex , as if taking a picture of a hunting prize, my bruised face turning red in embarrassment as you keep your clutch on me. "F.. fuck you.." I groan
16:42 Greg_the_Pet_Vet: Turning back to face you with a scowl, still cradling your balls in my left glove. "Shut up, Keiji. I'm going to do what I want to you and you can't stop me." To punctuate and prove that statement, I flex my bicep into a short uppercut under your chin to close your mouth. "Say something else, Keiji. Anything." I threaten, my fist hovering under your jaw.
17:29 Keiji_Takeda: Fuck... My mind racing, I can't believe I'm in this position again despite all my training and the time I've spent at the gym you're still making a mockery of me. And now right in front of the cameras you literally have me by the balls and threatening me, I know I can't let my fans see me like this. You push my jaw up, pressing my lips together , and against my better judgement, but knowing I can't just let everyone see me take it like a bitch, I utter.. "fuck.. you..." A flash of resistance in my eyes as I stare back at you, knowing this may end badly, I swing my head at your face to try and head butt you!
17:43 Greg_the_Pet_Vet: CRACK! Your forehead lands flush on my left cheek, shocking me into releasing your balls, and stepping me back to rub my face with my left glove. My gaze narrows. I growl. "Bad move, Keiji" stepping back in, I start swinging uppercut after uppercut at you, completely unhinged. Left uppercut to your chin, right uppercut to your chin, left right to your abs, left to your chest, right to your waistband, just hopping to SHUT that brain down, BREAK that body, WRECK that jaw and chin.
18:42 Keiji_Takeda: Finally manage to land a blow on you, my fans cheering for me, sensing the comeback they always knew was going to happen! You growl, I see the aggression in your eyes that I haven't seen before. Before you were toying with me, now you mean business, and another chill runs up my spine as you begin unloading with nothing held back!!! Pummeling my chin and my body as hard as you can, each punch unbound RAMMING into my muscular body, I give loud groans and screams as you begin breaking through all my defenses, wracking my body with intense pain I've never felt before!! My body shuddering and jerking off its feet as your gloves dig deep through my flesh, my head snapping back and forth as you uppercut my jaw with loud cracks, spit spewing out my mouth as my eyes open in terror, then my body snaps left and right like I'm being shot with pinpoint precision, then a punch to my waistband, folding me over as I stand there heaving, my aching jaw hanging as I try to breathe in air!!! The viewers in total shock... What seemed to be a fairly tame match has suddenly turned into an all out brawl with a ferocity they've never seen before! 18:57 Greg_the_Pet_Vet: Finishing my aggressive combination with a HUGE uppercut to your brutalized balls, rotating my fist back and forth to grind your nuts up into your pelvis, then I untie and toss my gloves to the side of the ring. Now bare fisted, I go back to beating you where you stand, popping two quick jabs into your swollen lips, and a HUGE uppercut under your jaw hoping to send you sailing back to drop on the canvas.
22:56 Keiji_Takeda: I groan loudly as you land another uppercut into my balls, my body quivering in pain as i fold over, grunting and gasping as I feel your glove driving up even further, torquing my balls, smashing them against my hard shaft!!! I stand there, a big hulking stunned mass of muscle as you remove your gloves, brandishing those honed, sharp knuckles of yours. You start working me, the hard sound of bone on flesh as you beat my handsome mug into submission, head rocking up and down , then a loud crack as you rock my jaw with another uppercut, lifting me off my feet, eyes staring up into the gym lights, but still standing, wobbling on my feet, breathing heavy and moaning, arms swaying side to side as I try to lift them up in defense. Feeling woozy from all the blows and exhausted, I'm almost standing on pure determination now, my pride telling me I ant disappoint my fans, a rapidly dimming hope that I can still fight back against you, unwilling to believe that you are this skilled and strong.
03:07 Greg_the_Pet_Vet: Grabbing a handful of your hair in my left hand, I turn your face to the nearest camera. Then I stand beside you and face the camera too, flexing my hard right bicep up under your chin and smiling into the cameras. Lifting my fist under your chin CRACK CRACK with two short uppercuts, I then leave my right fist up under your bruised jaw, holding you up by your hair, and then giving the cameras a nice, long look from all angles.
04:01 Keiji_Takeda: I wince and growl, my warm breath seething from my slack jaw, at your mercy as you grab onto my hair and pull me harshly towards the camera, letting my fans take a good look at the agony and exhaustion etched onto every inch of my face - my furrowed brow, eyes clenched shut, nostrils flaring, teeth clenched with drool and sweat staining my beard, some lumps and dark bruises patterned across my cheeks and eyes, my jaw awkwardly hanging at an angle from all the battering you've done - then you make sure to smile and show your face - perfect without even a trace of injury or fatigue on it - you're barely breaking a sweat. You flex for my fans, showing them who the alpha is, and demonstrate who's in control as you uppercut my jaw right in front of the camera, everyone able to see my head jerking wildly, my jowls vibrating as I groan loudly in pain!!! You start jerking my head around, I can't do anything but hiss in protest, utterly humiliated!
12:20 Greg_the_Pet_Vet: You are once again completely disabled, and ALL the fight has been beaten out of you, just like the first time we fought, except this time it was YOU who started the fight, and it's all been caught on camera. At this point in our "fight" you are just stubbornly forcing yourself to stay on your feet in a pathetic attempt to save face in front of your fans, battling against your own weakened biceps to try to lift your arms in some kind of attempt to at least LOOK like you can fight back. Reaching down now to cradle your balls in my hand, I grip you tight and force you to step forward, parading you around the ring for your fans, flexing my free right arm for the cameras, to make sure everyone in the world gets a good, long look. Every few steps I lower my flexing arm to turn to face you and throw a quick right jab to your chin, or a right hook to your jaw, making sure you're staying obedient and following closely behind me.
16:27 Keiji_Takeda: With your gloves off, you reach down with your bare hands, your vise-like fingers clenching around my big balls. I groan loudly like a wounded wolf, my entire body shuddering as you begin to squeeze. The camera pans down at my reaction, letting everyone see your iron grip and, to my promoter's horror, my rock hard cock tenting tightly against my tights!! Your squeeze causing it to pulse and add to a rapidly growing dark wet spot across the front of my tights, he hurriedly pans the camera away as I whimper pitifully, utterly humiliated. "Oh fuck..." I groan, my voice gruff like a wounded bear. You give a good yank and start parading me around, everyone seeing the big, helpless muscular wrestler just stumbling around on his feet, moaning and groaning as you periodically rock my jaw with fists, my head bouncing hard and loose as your knuckles leave red imprints and welts all over my face, each time you feel my cock pulse near your grip. As you parade me showing me off like your fucking pet, I try to lift my arms, my biceps trembling, wanting to fight and punch you, but my body is so worn out I repeatedly drop my arms, the effort is making me even more tired! " Fuck.. please.. let me look good.. let me put up a fight.. " I beg barely a whisper so nobody can hear
15:05 Greg_the_Pet_Vet: Stopping my parade around the ring, as you whisper and beg, pathetically hoping I will do something, anything, to at least make it look like you TRIED to fight back. Hearing your pleas, I decide to have mercy on you... sort of. I already know this video is going to get millions of views, so why not make it look just a little better? "Alright Keiji, I'll let you fight back" I whisper back to you. Releasing your balls, I reach down and grab your wrists, and pull your arms up into something that looks like a guard, but setting your hands wide and low under your chin, leaving your chin, cheeks, belly, and balls all completely exposed and vulnerable. Holding your hands up until you regain the strength to hold them up on your own, then wrapping my fingers around your open hands to clench them into loose fists. Standing in front of you in the middle of the ring, I hang my chin in front of your fists, lowering my guard, and invite you to hit me, knowing you couldn't fight your way out of a wet paper bag in your condition. "Go on now, give me your best for the cameras."
16:35 Keiji_Takeda: You stop yanking my big, muscular gassed out body in the middle of the ring, letting go of my churning balls. You watch to make sure I don't just topple over as I sway back and forth, my head hanging in front of me like a dunce as you pull up my nearly flaccid arms up,l drop them down to my sides several times, too weak to hold them up, annoying you as you repeatedly place them back up in front of me until I finally am able to keep them up using all my strength, still quivering from the effort. You place your face right in front of my fists as I stare at you through my barely open eyes, my thick chest heaving as I try to muster up the strength to throw a punch, telling myself I have to do this, land at least one solid hit on you!!! The viewers seeing you expose yourself , ripe for the taking, I reel an arm back, aiming a hook at your cheek, but my arm fails me as I swing it towards you, you hear me groan weakly in frustration and exertion. I try again, and again, failing each time, wearing myself out, looking like a kitten trying to paw a toy! My promoter shakes his head watching me flounder even when you're not putting up a fight!! Finally I try one more time, throwing all my momentum at you, lunging forward, but my stupid, thick frame falls forward, my glove grazing your cheek as my 250 lbs frame of sweaty, worn out muscle slumps into you, my arms catching over your shoulders the only thing preventing me from falling flat on my face!! You feel my big muscles, pecs and abs rising against your body as I splutter and inhale ragged gasps of air
19:21 Greg_the_Pet_Vet: Your big, muscular, panting, exhausted body leaning up against mine, your last chance at 'looking good' and 'putting up a fight' that you begged for has resulted in you looking even more foolish, and putting up no fight at all, even against an unresisting opponent. Anyone watching this video from now on will know this is the point in the fight where your fate is sealed. There is absolutely no way you can do anything but get knocked out from now until I decide to finish you off. You're already done, the fight's already over, your body just hasn't accepted it yet. But it will soon. Leaning heavily against me, I reach up and cup each of your biceps in the palms of my hands, pushing you up to standing, enjoying the firm, bulging masses of muscle in your arms, now barely strong enough to twitch, let alone lift your hands. Pulling you by your biceps to back you up against the ropes, I adjust one of the cameras to side-view film both of us, the left side of your head in the center of the camera's field of vision. Standing flat footed in front of you and lifting my fists in front of you, I turn to the camera. "Keiji here is going to help me show you nice folks how to box properly, so you too can learn how to punch out big muscular men just like him! First, I'll demonstrate how to jab." Using both fists, to create my little mini instructional video. "Here is a left jab" I say, then punch you on your right cheek. "And here is a right jab" I continue, punching your left cheek. Each punch rocking you back against the ropes.
21:58 Keiji_Takeda: My eyes barely open, jaw hanging as you push me back up straight, head rolling, difficult to keep up as I groan weakly, you force my big body backwards, into the ropes, I try to beg again for another chance but can't even muster up the strength to speak, you lean me against the ropes and I just stand there, slowly realizing that my body is going to be used as your personal boxing bag. You begin jabbing at my bruised, broken exhausted face, so weak that even your effortless jabs rock my entire body - head whiplashing back and forth as my body bounces against the ropes, the ring squeaking loudly!!! The concensus of the viewers is rapidly shifting, unknown to you, they've begun cheering for you and wanting to see more punishment, while my career prospects are dropping by the second
22:15 Greg_the_Pet_Vet: "Now, jabs are not particularly powerful, but they are quick, and can maintain distance" I continue, lecturing into the camera. Grabbing your hair, turning your head to face the camera. "As you can see, your targets for a jab are usually the cheek" holding my right fist up against your face where I am demonstrating "or the nose, or the mouth. Although sometimes a jab to an eye" tapping one of your black eyes with my fist "can give a guy a black eye fast. Now, a hook punch is thrown when you're in tight, and usually targets the side of the jaw or cheek or temple" tapping your face as indicated, with my fist. "Allow me to demonstrate. Left hook.." turning your head back to face me, smacking my fist into your jaw, "now right hook" stepping in close, turning my hip to add momentum to a right hook to your cheek.
22:27 Keiji_Takeda: My head dropping forward, limp chin draped on my heaving pecs, you yank it up by my hair as I grunt like an ape, unable to even protest, my head twisting to your every movement like your personal puppet as you casually speak to the camera while I suffer, my face racked with pain as you toy with it, exploring it with your fists, demonstrating, pummeling it as needed for your enjoyment. You throw your left hook into my face with a deep satisfying CRACk , sweat and spit exploding from the impact site, then a right hook, my face whipping back to face the camera, its distorted, bruised features on full display as it continues to accumulate more swelling and bruises, slowly becoming unrecognizable. I'm breathing audibly like a braying horse, "Hrrrrn... Hrrrrr.. hnnnn" each labored breath from my thick, heaving pecs being picked up by the mic from the cameras.
23:04 Greg_the_Pet_Vet: "And if you are a little further away from a guy" I back up slightly, leaving your chin hanging in front of you, "then you will want to throw a cross. You can REALLY put your body weight into these." Recruiting my left hip, generating power from the hip that tenses up my left side, bulging up my shoulder, tricep, and bicep, I smash you across your right cheek with a left cross, driving my left through. Pulling my right fist back as the left recoils, throwing some power down from my hips up through my tensed up right arm, driving a right cross into your chin. "At this point, if those punches land, your opponent is probably going to be in pretty bad shape!" I continue my lecturing to the nonexistent crowd, that I'm sure will be putting this whole video on replay, after replay, after replay.
01:14 Keiji_Takeda: My head hanging weakly, my face a wide open target as you swivel your hips and RAM your fist into it with a cross straight into my cheek, all the force concentrated from your body and arm funneling to your steel-like knuckles!!! I let out a gutteral groan as my head snaps back hard, bouncing back forward just to meet your second fist into my chin with a loud CRACK!!! You feel it give as you drive your fist even deeper into my face, my eyes rolling up and jaw hanging awkwardly as spit flies all over my face, a long, hanging strand of thick saliva dripping from my lips to your knuckles as my body recoils from the ropes forward one step, you watch intently as my body stands there wavering, wondering if I'm gonna drop. My knees quake, nearly giving, but I somehow right myself, my thick powerless arms hanging and swaying by my side, I lurch like a zombie, and remain on my feet. Every inch of my muscle body is drenched in sweat, highlighting every curve, ridge and striation of my pecs , abs, the veins on my bulbous biceps.... all at your mercy!
12:36 Greg_the_Pet_Vet: Reaching down to wipe your saliva off on my trunks, as you sway gently in front of me, your bulging muscles essentially all limp except for the little bit of strength left in your legs. "And then, when my opponent is completely disabled" I turn back to the camera to continue your 'lesson', "I really enjoy throwing uppercuts, they're my FAVORITE" nodding knowingly to the virtual audience. Turning back to you, I reach up and grab a left fistful of your beard, and flex my bicep, carefully pulling you leaning a little forward and positioning your chin where I want it. Turning back to the camera. "Now, these punches can really rock a guy, and sometimes if he's close enough to the ropes, you can bounce him off the ropes into another punch!" Hoping to prove my point now that you're standing a step away from the ropes, I dip my left shoulder, and whip a left uppercut up under your drooping jaw to send you flying back into the ropes. Then I rotate my hips to dip my right shoulder, taking a big swing from down low to land another uppercut on your chin, hoping to bounce you against the ropes one more time, then I step out of the way to see just how far you'll make it forward bouncing off the ropes, and whether or not you'll stay on your feet.
17:32 Keiji_Takeda: You pull at my beard, my face contorting into a grimace as I grunt, nostrils flaring as my breath quickens from the pain as you hold me in place to prepare your lesson in uppercuts, my body slightly folded over, arms twitching in a feeble attempt to try and punch your abs, unable to even lift them. You reel your fist back and launch an uppercut at full force, connecting with my flaccid jaw, you hear a disgusting crack as you further dislodge my lower jaw from its socket!!! My 250 lbs of muscle jerks off the floor as it fully extends backwards, falling against the ropes, the entire ring creaking trying to hold me up as I bounce out, moaning in pure exhaustion. I stumble out only to be rocked with another uppercut, my jaw is so loose you barely feel any resistance as your knuckles ram deep into my chin and trachea, nearly crushing the softer flesh there as my entire body spasms in pain as it flies into the ropes again, then bounces out again, one of the ropes snaps with a loud crack, falling loose from the ring, you watch as my every inch of muscle convulses, my huge arms spasming, my pecs bouncing and heaving, ab ridges expanding and lowering as you hear me struggle to take gutteral gasps. It's a sight to behold, this muscular body of work twitching, somehow standing still, on full display in front of you, my jaw hanging and eyes in the back of my head, and in slow motion, you watch as I slowly fall to my knees with a thud, muscles jiggling like Jell-O and sway there "uh...unnn...ufff..." As my hips buck and sway forward and back, it's unavoidable to see my cock and make the correlation this big muscle bitch seems to be getting off as you continuously dominate... The thick outline of my cock tenting hard against my wrestling tights, an embarrassing amount of precum having drenched the entire front of the tights in a huge, dark, wet spot, some of the white liquid even seeping through to the outside. A humiliating sight that can't be hidden from you or the viewers.
21:19 Greg_the_Pet_Vet: My uppercut cracking up under your drooping chin and slamming you back against the ropes, yet again, your thick, muscular body sways, then drops down to the canvas, all 250lbs of you shaking the ring as you drop to your knees beside me, both of us now facing the middle of the ring and across to one of the cameras recoding this entire fight for the world. Reaching down with my left hand, I run my fingers through your sweaty, matted hair, and grasp a handful, lifting my right arm into a flexed bicep for the cameras. "I think you can all see now that boxing is clearly superior to wrestling" I conclude to the audience watching through their computer screens, "and that no matter how big and strong your opponent is, a few good punches to his head can drop any man to his knees. And the best part? If he's still awake, sometimes you get REAL lucky, and you can give him one... last... punch, to put him away for the night, and leave NO doubt who won the fight. I'll now demonstrate, with our friend Keiji here. Keiji, go ahead and stand up for us, will you?" Looking down at you, knowing you can't understand anything except the pain you're in. Reaching over and cupping your jaw in my right hand, still gripping your hair tight in my left, I slowly drag you to your feet, then I turn you around so your back is to the middle of the ring, and hold your head in place until I am confident you can juuust barely stand on your own. Even the slightest punch from a small child could put your lights out now. "Go ahead and call 911, friend" I command your promoter, then I step away and crack my knuckles, getting ready to put you away for the night and end your professional fighting career for good. Walking around the ring, moving all the cameras to just the right angle to catch the action, as I prepare to put your lights out, I finally step back in front of you, and get ready.
23:47 Keiji_Takeda: On my knees, eyes closed, mouth hanging as I pant loudly, you run your hands and grip my sweaty, undone hair, clenching it tight as you flex, holding me like an animal gaming trophy. You taunt me but I can't hear anything but a loud buzzing in my ears, your voice a muddled echo in my brain as you pull me up, instinctively I press up with my legs, although you're doing the majority of the work dragging my dead weight to its feet. My huge frame is a former shell of itself, bent over like a shriveled man, muscles just swaying and pulsing as you position me so I can't fall over. You take your time, walking to every corner of the ring and adjusting the cameras, zooming in on both our bodies in the middle of the ring, close enough to get every angle and detail of our sweaty, battle-weary bodies. My mind is drunk, still thinking I've got a fighting chance, but you're ready to end my career. This big huge, wrestler you used to admire when you saw him win on TV, only to fuck him up easily, no match to your boxing skills. Even my promoter knows it's over - even if you haven't ended me physically , you already have in the court of public opinion. This match has gotten more viewers than any of mine before - but the viewers aren't here for Keiji Takeda anymore - they're here for YOU!
12:00 Greg_the_Pet_Vet: "Now folks" I say to the nearest camera, as I make my way in front of you, "there are actually a few different ways to throw an uppercut. Contrary to common belief, the uppercut is usually not a big, looping strike, it's usually meant for close range punching." Stepping in close to you, I demonstrate a series of short, tight uppercuts with both fists, stopping just short of your chin. "Most people who haven't boxed before think an uppercut comes from waaaay back here. And it can, but not if the guy is fighting back. No real fighter is going to just stand there long enough for you to get a punch like this off, most boxers with any skill at all would hit you four or five times before your punch even landed." Demonstrating this bigger punch, dipping my left and right shoulders back and forth as I swing left and right uppercuts from way back, again stopping just short of your chin. "But if you're REALLY feeling crazy, and - I'll be honest folks, I've never tried doing this in a real fight - you can step in and crouch all the way to the ground, and then not just throw your fist in the air at the guy's chin, but really put your legs into it too, recruiting your whole body, sometimes even leaping off the ground to follow through after your fist lands. That's what I'm going to try on our friend Keiji here tonight. And so, if you're all ready, here we go. Nighty night, Keiji!" Turning away from the camera and back to you, I prepare myself to deliver your devastating knockout blow. Normally there's no way I would try throwing this punch at a man for fear of doing serious damage, but you're Keiji freaking Takeda. If ANY man is strong enough to take this punch and live through it, it's you. Finally, I'm ready. I step away from you, measuring the distance from my right fist to your chin. Then I step in, crouch down, dip my shoulder, drop my fist nearly to the canvas, wind up with my bicep tight, flex every muscle in my whole body, and then LAUNCH myself up towards your bruised, battered, and beaten chin with my right fist, following through until my punch is high overhead and my feet are just off the ground, in a MASSIVE rising uppercut.
16:24 Keiji_Takeda: I stand there, unmoving like a big meaty practice dummy as you take your time to explain your uppercut, drawing out every word and syllable and explanation so that you and the viewers can savor watching my broken, gassed out muscles sway listlessly in the middle of the ring. I start coming to slightly, my vision and hearing clearing just a bit as you tell the cameras you're ready to throw the strongest punch of your life. You notice as you begin to crouch my jaw quivers, my muscles tense as I try to utter out a submission, but I'm too weak to do anything. With a smirk, you flex the entirety of your body - loading every muscle with power from your heels to your fist, then push, recoiling back up with the speed and explosive force of lightning and thunder - I clench my eyes, my mouth wide open as I force myself "NO----AAAAARGH!!!!" You shut me up and head me utter one last blood curdling scream as your knuckles explode into my jaw, the loud sound of bone shattering echoing across the gym. My head snaps back hard as my huge body gets lifted off the mat, lifted up, riding with your fist against my jaw as you propel yourself off the canvas!!!! My eyes widen then roll into the back of my head, my arms and legs dangling flaccid in the air as we are both almost two feet off the canvas - as you reach the final height of your uppercut, you give a sharp twist of your body and your fist, and drive the fist one final time into my skull crushing and compressing my jaw and facial bones together as more cracks ripple through my head!!! The force of your angled punch sends my body rocketing into the air, and spinning and corkscrewing several times across the entire ring!!!! My 250 lbs crashed hard skull first, harder than even a pile driver, my body folds over itself, ass in the air, all the weight concentrated into a crushed mass as I land - you feel the canvas shake and crack under me - and the ring begins snapping under the pressure with the ring rope already snapped. Your ring implodes and buckles with an earth shattering rumble!!! My body lays there on its head for a few seconds, ass up in the air, then slowly my legs drop down with a loud thud and ends up splayed out spread eagle , motion less. My head face up, slowly drops to the side, eyes wide open staring blankly, my jaw destroyed and hanging slack jawed, drool smearing across my beard and dripping to the canvas. My chest barely rising, my respirations slow and shallow. As you land quietly on your feet, you turn to look at the work of art you've painted on the canvas. You think you're done, there doesn't seem to be any movement but then, suddenly you see my body begin twitching, slowly, then it starts convulsing every few seconds, and you see why - my cock tenting up into the air, I unconsciously start ejaculating, every convulsion of my body you see my cock trembling, then spewing out cum, like a volcano erupting, the cum staining the entire front of my tights in a thick white mess, seeping out through the Lycra. I continue shooting, you're impressed... Three, four, five, six shots until my body finally stops moving as you stand, towering over me.
20:24 Greg_the_Pet_Vet: My fist making perfect contact under your jaw as I launch the world's biggest uppercut up under your chin, sending BOTH our bodies flying into the air, my body sailing in a gentle arc to land back quietly on my feet as yours goes spinning through the air and crashing down to DESTROY my ring, leaving you broken, battered, bruised. And even your unconscious body hasn't QUITE had enough yet, reflexively filling your shorts with the biggest orgasm of your life in uncontrolled spasms, the last few muscles of your body still functional finally quieting, leaving every last fiber and strand of muscle in your entire wrecked frame spent. Not only your face ruined, but your career, I brush off my hands and turn to the cameras. "See folks? That's how it's done. Now the next time YOU see a Keiji in YOUR neighborhood, you'll know exactly what to do." Walking over to your promoter, I grab him by the collar and wait for him to hand me all the passwords to your social media accounts so I can change ownership to my name, and redirect your click payments to my accounts, to help pay for the damages you did to my stuff. And I also find an online consent form that releases me from all the harm I caused YOU, that he signs as your power of attorney. Collecting my things, I tell him to "call 911" and start packing up my things to leave for the night. "Make sure you lock up after the ambulance takes him away" I tell your man, heading home for a nice long shower, excited to see how many students we have calling to sign up for lessons tomorrow.
00:21 Keiji_Takeda: I lay there in the middle of the ring a broken heap of a man - all that muscle strewn awkwardly flat on the canvas - you've utterly destroyed me in front of the entire world and shown them how pathetic of a man I really am - someone who can't even fucking fight or land a single hit against an amateur boxer, just a massive punching bag with muscles solely for show. You leave, unaware that your phone is already ringing off the hook, social media is blowing up, tons of memes and replays of your spectacular punches working my body and jaw popping up all over the internet. My promoter grabs my arms and drags me slowly out of the wrecked ring, grunting as my trash-like 250 lbs slides across the ring leaving a wet trail of body fluids, until he gets me to edge and drops me unceremoniously to the concrete floor, my body a crumpled heap of muscle. "Fucking Keiji... you're gonna cost me my job..." he kicks my body, watching my body jerk quietly in pain with a loud thud and shakes his head in shame. Then he looks up, and gets an idea... and starts running out the door after you. "Wait--- I can help sign you on and make you famous!!!" he yells, leaving my broken body behind in your empty gym, forgetting about me just as easily as you do.

Published: 2022-01-24, viewed 126 times.