NEW - NOIR EXTREME WRESTLING

Collared_Brooke: I enter the arena, a relatively new wrestler. Not much of a following as of yet. A few matches under my belt. All of them losses so far. I have been targeted by an experienced ring veteran. She has been running her mouth at my expense. Now I have a chance to show her what I got in the ring. Maybe show her that it's her time to step aside and allow a younger generation to shine. I climb into the ring wearing a white top trimmed in pink. With matching bottoms and white boots. I head to my corner and pose as I'm introduced " from Flemington NJ weight is 100 standing 5'. Brooke Williams"

Collared_Brooke:

Sheril: After making some jokes at Brooke's expense I managed to annoy her enough where she challenges me looking beyond the obvious size difference.. With a smirk on my face I accept.. I arrive at the arena and going into the back I slipped into my white one piece thong with a cute heart pattern on the front with matching white boots.. I emerge from the back with my music blasting from the speakers.. The MC announces AND HER OPPONENT FROM THE GULF COAST OF FLORIDA SHE STANDS 5 FT 9 IN TALL AND WEIGHS IN AT A SEXY CURVY 160 LB PLEASE WELCOME THE BRUNETTE BOMBSHELL SHERIL!!! I shake my ass for the fans as I make my way down the aisle to the ring.. walking up the steps I smile at you in your corner.. I slip between the ropes waving to the crowd before I go to my corner and start stretching keeping my eyes on your little body the whole time..

Sheril:

Collared_Brooke: I glare across the ring as you enter. Seeing the arrogant smirk on your face and I want nothing more than to just knock it off your face. I do take a moment to admire your shaply body as you enter. I cup my own size A's as I see your huge heart covered chest. I pull on the top rope one final time then I move to the center of the ring. My arms raised and ready to fight

Sheril: Ding ding

Sheril: I hear the bell ring and I see you come out of your corner.. I bring up my hands as well moving out to meet you standing nearly chest to chest just to show off my size advantage.. "You wanted me.. you got me" I say with a mean look on my face right before my hands shoot out trying to shove you on your small tits trying to knock you back and intimidate you wanting a cheap pop from the fans..

Collared_Brooke: you move towards me in the center of the ring. You get closer and the size difference really hits home. My face pretty much eye level with your boobs. My head probably smaller than them. Some trepidation sets in with the reality. Though i don't have much time to worry about it as you jet your arms up and shove me. I stumble backwards a step and a half as I hear members of the audience laughing. I look forward at your tits and realize they make a good target. I swallow my pride...then I leap forward aiming a dropkick to your chest

Sheril: Shoving your scrawny body back I put my right hand on my belly as I chuckle at you.. FUCK her up Sheril! Comes from the side and I look out to the crowd.. Omph you use my moment of distraction and your soles pancake my lovely tits sending me back towards the ropes.. I stumble backwards a few steps and my right arm goes over to top rope.. "you little minx" I hiss back at you before letting go of the ropes and walking towards you I hold up my hands inviting you in..

Collared_Brooke: I bounce off the mat, maybe surprised myself that I actually connected and set you into the ropes. Although as you come off the ropes,I see the anger in your eyes. Your arm up inviting me in. I keep my distance and eye you up, carefully planning my next move. Looking for my opening, certainly not wanting to get caught in your trap. I move slowly towards you. My arms raised looking for a lock up. I move closer to you, almost within arms length. Then I raise my right foot and aim it for your right knee. Looking to kick your leg

Sheril: Coming off the robes I see the worried expression on your face as I approach you.. "Let's go bitch" I say as I approach you.. the fans cheer us on as the action picks up.. when you come at me I see your foot shoot out and raising my right knee I take your kick across the laces of my boot.. "They all try that sweetie" I hiss before sending out a quick slap with my right hand trying to hit your left cheek..

Collared_Brooke: my kick connects with your boot, certainly not my intended target. Though I did succeed in something. Angering you even more. You put all fury behind your palm. A quick hard slap, bites my face. The sound echoes through the arena. My head snaps to the side, a hand bring appears instantly. I stumble a step back holding my cheek

Sheril: An ohhhh comes from the crowd when my hand cracks across your face.. "Oh no honey" I say when you take a step back.. not wanting you to get away from me my hands reach out grabbing your right wrist with both my hands .. Stepping out to my right I and go as if to whip you to the ropes only to raise my arm trying to send a short arm clothes line across your tiny A cups wanting to send you down to the canvas..

Collared_Brooke: my left ear ringing from the impact of the slap. I try to step back to shake the cobwebs from my head. As I do you grab my arm, jerking me forward. I fly into your arm at full speed, crashing into my chest hard. The impact knocking the air from my body. The force sending my upper body snapping back. My legs lifting off the mat and flipping over my head. I do a 180 in the air and crash on my stomach on the mat. Grunting in a painful breath as I try to figure out what the hell hit me

Sheril: Another OHHHH comes from the fans when they see my strong clothesline make you flip before smashing on the canvas.. I stand over you and brush the hair off my face.. "Did that hurt?" I'm mockingly say.. I hear Stay on her Sheril! Get up Brooke! From the crowd.. with a smile on my face I look down on you then I suddenly bend my knees and hopping off the mat I send my legs forward wanting to send my full body weight down crashing on your back..

Collared_Brooke: I feel the canvas shaking under my face as you move above me. You ask if it hurts and you get your answer as I grunt in pain as I inhale a breath. My ribs hurting as I do. I hear someone yelling for me to get up. As if it's that easy. I reach my arms out, looking to dig into the mat to push myself up. Just as I do, a 160 pound bomb is dropped square on my back. My arms lay out above my head straight. My legs jolt out with my toes pointed. And the air that I painfully sucked in is forcefully pushed out. My body flattened beneath You

Sheril: Dropping my ankle sexy ass down on your lower back gets another pop from the fans.. I roll over to all fours before kneeling next to you.. the referee moves in checking on you "Get out of here!" I yell at her.. when she backs away I kick my right leg over straddling your back.. with a smirk on my face I plant my feet to the canvas and reaching out I grabbed two handfuls of your hair yanking your head up trying to bend you backwards as much as I can just to hear you squeal..

Collared_Brooke: you roll off me, like a steamroller that flattened a patch in the road. My body likely leaving an indentation in the ring boards. I hear the hollow voice of the ref checking on me. Although the ringing in my ears is louder. I try to lift my head up on my own, unsuccessfully. Until my head is quickly snatched from the canvas, at first I wonder how. Then the burning in my scalp starts, my head pulled high enough to strain my neck. I scream and cough in pain as I try to form the words hai...grrggl...ha....cough...haggrrr!!!

Sheril: The crowd cheers me on as I continue to work on you.. yanking at your hair like I'm trying to rip it out of your scalp the referee slides in. "let go of her hair!. 1..2.." I'll let go when she reaches four.. "I'm off her!" I exclaim.. with my feet planted on the mat my left hand grabs a handful of your hair peeling you off the canvas to your feet.. my head slides to your right side as my left arm goes around your waist.. when my right hand goes behind your right leg the fans know what's coming as I pop my hips and try to lift you off to canvas only to fall back trying to send you down with a side suplex..

Collared_Brooke: my only defense is the refs count. My neck and throat straining as you pull my head back. Pain etched on my face, mixed with fear as this position provides the entire arena a great view of my pained face. Those who can't see are told the story by my screaming. You finally release me at the refs count. You don't give me a chance to even catch a breath as You quickly pick me up with ease. With a single jerk, you here me off the mat. Then you drive me back into the mat. The ring rumbling from the side suplex. Arrgghhhj, I curl up in agony and pain as I am smashed into the mat

Sheril: The ring rumbles and the ropes Shake when I drop your back to the mat.. YEAH SHERIL! The fans cheer as my ass and thighs jiggle.. I roll over to my knees admiring my work.. who would have thought it was so easy to get into her head and have this scrawny bitch actually think she could be a match for me.. feeling confident I press up to my feet. Moving over to you I roll you over to your back and smile down at you on your right side.. ",You're too much fun honey" I say before leaping off the canvas again this time bringing up my right arm trying to drop a hard elbow down between your tiny tits wanting to put on a show ...

Collared_Brooke: as if my spirit wasn't beaten enough by you, the crowd is now firmly switching to your side. I lay on the mat clutching my ribs as you get to your knees admiring your handiwork. I made fun of you for being older than my mom, now I wish I had my mommy as I roll on the mat in pain. Tears nearly filling my eyes. My legs curled up as I try to process and ease my suffering. You roll me to my back, my legs still in the air and bend at the knees as I groan loudly. I feel the mat move beneath me as you leap in the air. You bring your elbow down into my tiny tits. Ummppffff!!! The air once again forced from me as my legs fall flat out and spread, and my arms fall limp to my sides. I stare straight up at the ring lights. My vision blurred

Sheril: The fans jump out of their seats when I drive my elbow down between your pathetic titties.. I want your body flop on the mat like a fish I would throw on my boat.. "look at you so pretty" I playfully say as I move the hair out of your face.. "Come here!" I shout grabbing your right arm and your hair peeling you off the canvas.. switching both my hands to your wrist I step out to the side to whip you towards the ropes planning my feet on the sweat covered mat waiting for your body to be propelled back to me..

Collared_Brooke: my breathing labored as you brush the hair from my face. Your playful cruelty on display as you mock my current position. You pull me off the mat, my body like a moist noodle. You whip me into the ropes, I hit them hard and I snap back towards you. My body moving completely out of my control as I run straight towards impeding doom

Sheril: Watching your scrawny battered body Hit the ropes I plant my feet as you are propelled back to me.. when you come back I bend my knees letting your chest hit my tits wrapping my arms around your waist.. the crowd moves to the edge of their seats as I lift you up and doing a 180 I try to turn and slam you down to the canvas with me on top of you with a spine buster.

Collared_Brooke: your boobs look like they are soft and welcoming. For me they are not, I hit your chest with enough force it would have likely knocked me on my ass. You wrap your arms around me before that can happen. You use the forward momentum to spin me around and drive me to the mat. The spine buster causing the ring apron to bounce out. The crashing sound brings a loud ohhhh!!! From every member of the crowd. My soul leaves my body for a few seconds. My legs remaining straight up in the air,my arms at my side with my fingers curled. I stare straight up at the bright lights thinking heaven is welcoming me. My eyes glazed over with a blank expression on my face

Sheril: The ring rumbles and all the wrong parts of me jiggle when I slam myself down on you.. my tits almost popping out of my top much to the fans delight.. I lay on you my legs straddling your battered sweaty body.. "where's all your trash talk now?" I say as I playfully slap your face.. grabbing both your wrists I lean forward pressing my tits on your face .. the crowd gets on their feet from the visual as the referee slides in.. 1..2.. and as her hand comes down I grab your hair yanking your upper body up off the canvas breaking the count intentionally getting a cheap pop from the fans..

Collared_Brooke: after the impact and my heaven rejected soul reentered my body. I convulse a bit as you slap my face. You grab my wrists and press my arms to the mat above my head. My convulsing stops as you bury my face between your tits. The ref coming down to count a sure victory. My body lifeless, as she hits the mat for two. Then my head is snatched up. Drool flying from my mouth and dripping down my face onto my tits as you yank me up

Sheril: OH SHIT! Echoes in the arena when I break the PIN.. the referee comes in shaking her finger at me but I ignore the bitch.. standing dominant the sweat drips down me and once again I peel your body off the canvas. "It's not that easy honey!"I say to you.. "you said you wanted to put on a show" I shout as I grab your head and rush you to the corner trying to smash your pretty face to the top turnbuckle wanting to continue your torture..

Collared_Brooke: you stand in dominance and confidence above me. Your sweat dripping into my face and mixing with my drool. You pull me off the canvas, my mouth wide open, my eyes staring straight ahead like I'm shell shocked. You drag me over to the corner and smash my head into the turnbuckle. My own drool flying into my own face. I fall down to my knees in the corner

Sheril: YAYYYY echoes when I smash your pretty face to the turnbuckle.. when you drop to your knees I smile.. I hold my hands up in the air taking a quick lap around the ring showing off for the fans at your expense.. "Look at this skinny bitch! She's nothing!" I yell.. going back to you in the corner I turn your body so that you're sitting on the mat with your head resting against the middle turnbuckle.. turning my back towards you my hands grip the top ropes and thrusting my hips forward I send my sexy ass back trying to give you a stink face adding insult to injury..

Collared_Brooke: my lights are barely on, and there is certainly nobody home. You flip my body around in the corner and you take your victory lap around the ring. The blurry lights I see before me are suddenly eclipsed as you grip the top rope and force your ass into my face. My tiny head envolped by your heart covered ass. The fabric absorbed your moist swamp ass and is transferring it into every pour of my face. Causing this move to literally live up to its title. Leaving your sweaty scent perfuming my helpless face

Sheril: SHERIL SHERIL SHERIL the fans chant as I entertain them at your expense.. letting you get enough of my sexy ass I turn back towards you.. grabbing your head I pull you up and keeping your back to the corner.. "going on a trip honey" I whisper in your ear.. putting my shoulder in your belly I lift you up and sit your ass down on the top turnbuckle.. stepping up to the middle ropes my left arm goes over your head and my right goes for your tights.. the fans cheer me on as I step to the top rope pulling you up with me barely able to keep my balance.. the crowd looks on with their mouths open and the referee backs away as I pop my hips and try to hoist you up and over going for a superplex trying to deliver you to the center of the Ring..

Collared_Brooke: you pull your ass from my face, my head pulling up with you as you stand, before it pops from between your cheeks. You pull my head up and dig your shoulder into my belly as you force me to the top rope. My body drapping forward as you try to balance me and yourself. You manage your way to the top rope and hook me for a suplex. You hoist me up and fall back. I see the arena Fly in front of me as I fall to the mat. I finally land with a loud thud. The force like an explosion. The ring bouncing, the ropes shaking. You release me and my upper body bounces up to a sitting position. I stare straight ahead and reach my arms up, I then freeze completely and crumble to my side. My body shaking as I curl into a fetal position and foam at the mouth

Sheril: The crowd erupts as I take you up and over and your beaten body bounces off the canvas.. my ass and thighs jiggle as I hit the mat.. rolling over all floors my hard nipples obvious under my top I smile admiring my work.. THIS IS AWESOME THIS IS AWESOME! Echoes In The Small arena.. pressing to my feet I once again hold my hands up getting a pop from the fans. Adjusting my girls in my top I saunter towards you grabbing your left leg dragging you to the center of the Ring spread eagle.. I brush the hair off my sweaty face and sitting down on the mat I lean back on your left side almost using you as a headrest. Putting my hands behind my head as if reclining in an easy chair I look at the referee. "Count dumbass!" I yell at her as I go for the easy pin..

Collared_Brooke: my own too has shifted position from the impact of hitting the ring. You grab my left leg and my body flops to my back like a rag doll. You drag me to the center of the ring. Leaving a snail trail of drool on the canvas in my Wake. Finally in the center of the ring you let me fall to rest spread eagle. My top crooked. My bottoms bunched up and damp in the center. My head tilted to the ring with drool running down into a puddle on the mat. You lay your upper body against me like a lounge chair as the ref jumps in to count. 1....2...3...!! . Some may call it a pin, in reality it was a mercy killing

Sheril: The crowd cheers as the referee counts three.. my smile widens as I slowly roll off of you pressing to my feet.. "I told you you were nothing" I say before stomping down on your chest and holding my arms up as I walk to the ropes I step out of the ring triumphant going back to the dressing room leaving you spread out on the mat... YT or end?

Collared_Brooke: End