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Paul_Job:

Paul_Job: I stand locker room, ready for the action. I have the chance to win an other title in OPCW. I hear my music, a punk-rock tune. I go out on stage, black shorts, yellow t-shit and high sneakers. I ride a skateboard towards the ring, do a pair or skills on the ramp and then i enter in the ring. The announcer introduces me "From Italy, 173cm and 68kg, the challenge Paul Job". The crowd is electrified by my entrance. I take off my shirt, throw it to a girl in the audience and raise my fists to greet the fans. Then, as my music fades, I settle in my corner

Paul_Job:

Felicia_Starling: My own music hits next and I step out onto the stage to wave at the fans. I start to make my way down the aisle and into the ring as I'm introduced, "And the other challenger, at 5'9" and 145 pounds, Felicia Starling!!!" I smile at the crowd and give you a little bit of a smirk, it's been a rough road so far after being named the OPCW Star of the Future, but now it's time for my first real shot at a title in the league. I slip out of my robe to reveal my curves, tightly packed into my yellow bikini and I start to stretch out a little bit in my corner as we await the bell.

Felicia_Starling:

Paul_Job: I watch you enter the ring, I know you are fearsome. I watched your matches again, you had important victories but also unexpected defeats. I have some experience in OPCW and I know that I cannot underestimate any opponent. I watch you take off your dressing gown and I'm paralyzed when you show off your exuberant physique. The audience choruses a surprised "OOOOOO". But I can't let your aura have a negative impact on me. I shake my head, bounce on the spot and then look at the referee waiting for the match to start

Felicia_Starling: I hear the bell go DING! and I push out of my corner, swaying towards you with arms up and then I start to circle. "So, sugar, it's down to you and me for this is it?" As we close the distance, my hands reach out as I lean into you and reach for your arm and shoulder for a lockup to try to test my strength against yours, we are similar in weight, and I've even got an inch or two of height on you so I try to leverage that to push you back.

Paul_Job: I have decided to accept your challenge of strength. Normally physical strength is not my best weapon, but against a female opponent I cannot avoid such a confrontation. I wrap my arms around your body, one hand on the back of your neck and the other on your wrist. I put my feet on the mat and try to push you. "I would have preferred a date in a romantic hotel room, but fate wanted our first meeting to be in this ring." I play mind games as I start to push

Felicia_Starling: I give a little shake of the head and smile as I feel you resisting, pushing back hard with your feet planted, "Oh, you say the sweetest things honey..." Then I turn half to the side, trying to slip the grip and stop pushing to let you come forward, hopefully into the rising knee aimed at your belly.

Paul_Job: I feel you pushing hard, so I lean forward. Suddenly, however, you move and I advance without balance. Your knee slams into my abdomen. I double over, hands on my stomach and snorting in pain.

Felicia_Starling: With you doubled over, I complete the turn to face the same direction as you are and reach down, trying to snake my arm around your head enough to get a full side headlock around it. "Surprise!" If I can get the headlock tight enough, I take one step forward and jump, kicking my feet out in front of me to land on my well rounded rear and try to drive you face down into the canvas.

Paul_Job: I'm doubled over and you wrap your arm around my neck. Lock my head in a side hold. Then you say something that I don't understand well, but I waste a fraction of a second that allows me to immediately counterattack. When you jump I grab your hips with both my hands, arch my back and try to get leverage with my head under your armpit to connect with a northern light suplex

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Felicia_Starling: I take the step, starting to haul you forward and when I jump up, I feel your base settling instead of faloing forward and the leverage coming up underneath me. I don't fall forward as you straighten out, rising up, then falling backwards on the other side in the german suplex that slams my shoulders and back to the canvas with a thump. "Ooooph!" I wince as I roll to the side, one hand on my back, and the other one pushing against the mat to start to get myself back up.

Paul_Job: I avoided a dangerous attack and managed to land a blow that hurts. Just after the impact of your back and neck against the mat I turn and quickly stand up. I see you're in pain and when you try to stand up I try to stop you. I grab your hair and pull your head between my legs, forcing you onto your knees while I apply a standing head scissor.

Paul_Job:

Felicia_Starling: On my hands and knees, I feel the burning in my scalp as you grab a hold of my hair and use the grip to shove my head down between your legs. "Ghaaa!" I feel your thighs pressing in, but one drop onto my back hasn't put the fight out of me yet, and besides, you aren't really bigger than I am, so I reach for your legs, not to try to separate them yet, but to hang on as I lean forward and then lift, trying to power you up before yanking down on those legs to attempt to flip you back forward and down to the mat.

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Paul_Job: I hold your thighs close to your head, trying to stay balanced so as not to fall. But suddenly you make an extraordinary display of strength. You lift me onto your shoulders and then slam me onto the mat. I fall with a violent impact on my back and neck. I spread my arms, I'm shaken

Felicia_Starling: Slamming you down to the canvas, I feel your legs separate from around my head and I stumble back away from you, shaking my head to clear it from the suplex earlier. The slam gives me a moment of breathing room and my backward stumble gets me close to the ropes, so I throw myself back into them to get a little momentum and bounce back toward you, jumping up and extending my legs to try to hit a double leg drop as you start to get up.

Paul_Job: I'm lying on the mat and staring at the ceiling while I hear the sound of your footsteps coming towards me. I can't move in time and you fall with your legs on my chest, crushing me with your weight. I snort and put my hands on my sternum. Torolo on the mat trying to slip away from you.

Paul_Job:

Felicia_Starling: I feel the double leg drop hit flush across your chest as my bum bounces on the canvas and I roll over to my knees, reaching out with my hand to try to catch a handful of hair as I rise and attempt to drag you up to your feet with me. "Come here, sugar..."

Paul_Job: You grab me by the hair and don't let me roll away from you, the audience is getting passionate about the match which immediately entered the hot phase. I am forced to get up on my knees first, then I put one foot on the ground and try to react. I wrap my arms around your thighs and try to lift you by surprise. If I succeed then I'll drop you with your pelvis on my exposed knee, with an atomic drop

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Felicia_Starling: I feel the grip on your hair pulling you up with me, but then you lurch into me, arms grabbing the backs of my thighs and I feel you finish the standing, lifting me up with you. "Wai... Aaaaugh!" I drop down, legs split across your outstretched knee as it hits me right in the crotch. My body bounces up from it, back to my feet and I stagger, knees pointed inward as I reach back to try to massage my tailbone.

Paul_Job: You land on my knee and then stagger in front of me. I take a step back to prepare for the next attack. Then I take advantage of your precarious balance to try to hit you with a superkick, aiming right at your jaw.

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Felicia_Starling: Staggering and wincing from the atomic drop, I see you step back and prepare for a kick that if it hit, would likely end this match pretty quickly. As you hop forward and the leg extends, I know I need to get out of the way so I let gravity take control and just buckle my knees, dropping down to the canvas under the kick and I try to roll forward to take out the leg you are standing on.

Paul_Job: You reach down and I can only touch your head. This blow could have been decisive, but you, despite the effect of the atomic drop, still manage to avoid it. I throw you to the ground and then you roll towards my support foot. You hinder movement and I lose my balance. When I put my foot back on the ground I stagger, but still manage not to fall. But I end up near the ropes. Then I turn towards you and look at you "It was so close"

Paul_Job:

Felicia_Starling: I groan, looking at you still up on your feet at the ropes and I push myself back up to my feet. "Too close..." I keep a little bit of distance as I rise, pushing up and testing my stance, starting to circle back around towards you with my hands up and at the ready. "Let's try this again sugar..."

Felicia_Starling:

Paul_Job: You look at me and wait for me to take the first step. Maybe you want time to recover your energy. I listen to your words, you show confidence. I'm motivated to win and now I try to attack you with more heat than technique. I run towards you and then I jump, spread my legs and try to throw you to the ground, under me, with a lou thesz press

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Felicia_Starling: I circle, starting to come closer when you just dash right at me, charging and then leaping up, spread eagling yourself. I see you coming and I brace myself, putting one leg back abending a little at the knees as I lean foreward and try to aim the crown of my head right at your sternum to try to respond with a headbutt into the middle of your chest.

Paul_Job: I leap towards you and am ready to grab you. You, on the other hand, hit me in the sternum with a headbutt, as if you were a ram. I feel my chest compressing and blocking the passage of air. My torso is pushed back and my legs are spread apart. Then I fall onto my back and finally roll on the mat in pain

Felicia_Starling: I grunt as I stumble back from the impact, my head shaking to make sure that I can still see straight, and I do see that you are down on the mat and holding your chest in pain. I blink a few more times, trying to make sure I haven't concussed myself, and then move to follow up. With you on your back and rolling, I try to follow up with another attack to the chest, jumping, exttending an elbow, and aiming it for your chest as I drop.

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Paul_Job: You throw yourself over me to hit me with your elbow in the chest. I have my hands on my sternum and when I see that you are falling I instinctively cross my arms over my chest to cushion the blow. You land on top of me but I try to push you with my hands to your body to roll in the opposite direction, looking for the ropes to hold on to and try to get up

Felicia_Starling: The elbow drop gets deflected by your arms, not quite hitting as hard as I had hoped and I feel you pushing me away as you roll the other direction. I try to reverse the roll from your push, switching to my hands and knees to crawl after and try to chase you, reaching for a leg to attempt to keep you on the mat and away from the ropes, "Where are you going?"

Paul_Job: You grab my foot and pull my leg to keep me from going towards the ropes. But I try to use the other foot and turn around quickly trying to hit you on the head or shoulder with a heel, hoping that it will be enough to make you let go and let me slide towards the ropes. I want to get up to take the match to a more suitable field for me

Felicia_Starling: I manage to grab the foot, keeping you from the ropes when you roll over and kick out with the other foot, catching me in the shoulder. "Ow!" My grip on your leg falters and you yank it free of my grip. I grit my teeth and push up to hands and feet, leaning forward, watching you move the rest of the way towards the ropes. When you use them to start pulling yourself up, I leap forward, charging to try to hammer you with a knee just as you get to your feet.

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Paul_Job: I manage to push you and crawl towards the ropes. With difficulty I get to my feet, but when I turn I see you running quickly towards me. I can't move, you jump. Your huge breasts hit me in the face and your knee impacts my chest. My back bends the ropes and when you return to the ground I, after a brief bounce, stagger towards the center of the ring, stunned

Paul_Job:

Felicia_Starling: Seeing you stagger back out, I know that I have to keep up the pressure and I lean back into the ropes, then push off and charge at you from behind, trying to jump up and grab at your head and hair to use my momentum to pull you forward and down, aiming to bring you down to the canvas with a running bulldog if I can.

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Felicia_Starling:

Paul_Job: You bounce off the ropes and then attack me from behind. I feel you grab my head and push me forward. I fall face and chest onto the mat. My body bounces after the impact and I flip onto my back

Felicia_Starling: On the mat, trying to keep you there, I roll over, attempting to throw my leg over your body to straddle you and reach for your arms to try to pin them over your head as I lean down to press my chest over your face, "Now stay down honey!"

Paul_Job: I'm lying on the ground, stunned. You sit on my abdomen and then put your chest on my face. You pin my hands to the ground. I can't move, I try to kick, but I'm weak. The referee counts ONE

Felicia_Starling: I keep my hands on your arms to try to hold them as I lean further forward, my legs sliding back to try to entwine around your legs, trying to keep you right where you are with an added grapevine as the lean pushes your face deeper into my cleavage and I hear the referee count.. TWO!

Paul_Job: You hold me back to the ground, then use your legs to block mine. I try to move but I'm immobilized. I try to lift my pelvis and my crotch presses against your crotch. I have an erection and I know you can feel it. But you are too strong and your move is too firm. I can't lift my shoulder. The referee checks TRE. Then I hear the bell

Felicia_Starling: Feeling you raising up and trying to bridge, I give a soft smile as I can feel what this has done to you, and then I hear the bell! I push down with my hips, briefly pressing against you, then I unlock the grapevine and push up to my knees, sitting across your hips as I raise up, lifting my hand over my head to hear the announcer. "THE WINNER, AND NEW OPCW EUROPEAN CHAMPION.... FELICIA STARLING!!!"

Paul_Job: I lie beneath you, listening to the announcement of my defeat. I missed a great chance. I tried to win, but you were stronger and you pinned me to the ground with cunning

Felicia_Starling: I take another deep breath and pat you on the chest before a final wiggle and I stand up, hand held high before recieving the fancy belt and leaving the ring.