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Jeremy_Young: It's time for a new match in OPCW show. The announcer introduces the show, OPCW Apocalypse and then calls me out as a fighter of the 1st match of the evening. I will face a newbie and so I feel quite confident. Some drums noice announce my entrance and the speaker introduces me: "From Italy, 172cm and 58kg, the self-proclaimed next star of the OPCW... Jeremy Young." I enter the arena in my denim pants and all star ankle sneakers. As I walk towards the ring I high-five some fans, but the reaction towards me isn't the warmest. Then I roll under the bottom rope and enter the ring. I stand in my corner and wait for my opponent.

Jeremy_Young: I wear blue denim pants and black high sneakers, barechest.

Jeremy_Young:

Anyaa: The crowd then roared as my music blared. Hearing about a new wrestler debuting in this event, they welcome the new face as I walk out of the backstage. I ravel at the cheers, a new bar for future matches as I spin in place with a shake on my hips to show off my curves! I then walk into the ring as if I owned the place before settling in my corner

Anyaa: "What a nice league, giving me a free win for my debut." I smirk as I draped my arms on the top rope, showing off my body clad in nothing but a tight black leotard and ankle high boots

Anyaa:

Jeremy_Young: I carefully follow your entrance into the ring. You have an athletic body, but also sexy curves. I'm taller than you, but as mesos we're almost equivalent. I smile at your taunt "Overconfident girls are the most fun to beat." I look at the referee, I nod to him to tell him I'm ready. Then I stare at you from head to toe and just wait for the bell to hit you

Anyaa: I only scoffed at your retort. "As if you have beaten any girls, kiddo!" I nonchalantly walked out of my corner. "Ring the bell ref!" Before taking my position at the center of the ring with a stance and my arms out for a test of strength!

Jeremy_Young: The referee signals that the bell can ring. DING DING DING. I advance towards you. I see you're in position for a test of strength "WOW, that girl is brave!" then I come closer and raise my arms too to intertwine my fingers with yours and show you that I am much stronger than you

Jeremy_Young:

Anyaa: I smirked as you locked up as I then tense my arms and plant my feet to the canvas, pushing as hard as I can to test your strength before trying to go for a knee to your gut!

Anyaa:

Jeremy_Young: You push hard, but I manage to counteract you. I feel like I'm strong and I'm getting ready to push you towards the ropes. But before I can intensify my push, you knee me in the stomach. I have to let go and step back, doubled over. "You, slut!" I snort. Then I take a deep breath "I thought you had courage, but you're just a dirty cheater." At this point I sprint towards you to try to hit you in the chest with a shoulder block, to try to push you to the ground

Anyaa: The feeling of my knee digging into your abs was sublime! And your complaint made it even better! "Cry about it loser!" My smirk wide enough before being wiped as you hit me with a shoulder block to my chest and falling me to the canvas dazed!

Jeremy_Young: “You can't stand when I'm next to you” I say as I look at you on the ground. "Let's see if you can at least get up." But I start aiming a series of stomps at your body to try to keep you on the ground

Anyaa: Still dazed from the hit, I couldn't even roll over before you stomp on my body! My whimpers picked up by the microphones around the ring as I writhe in pain from each stomp!

Jeremy_Young: I can keep you down with a series of stomps. Then I decide to intensify my attack and try something stronger. I grab your hair and pull you, trying to get you to stand up. If I succeed, then, I'll drag you to the corner of the ring to slam your head into the top turnbuckle in the corner.

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Anyaa: The crowd gasped as you stomped over and over the new debuting wrestler seconds into the fight. I could only whimper as you then drag me up by my hair, my arms in frustration grab your hand to try and untangle my hair before you slam my face to the turnbuckle! My face bouncing off dazed from impact as the force makes my legs wobble and make me lean into the corner

Jeremy_Young: My blows have an effect on you, I immediately see you in difficulty. "Maybe someone should have explained to you that OPCW events aren't entertainment shows. They're trips to hell!" I grab you from behind in a waist lock, push my crotch against your ass and move backwards dragging you towards the center of the ring

Jeremy_Young:

Anyaa: The crowd cheered as it looked like it was my hazing to the league! My face dazed as you dragged me to the center of the ring. My only resistance being my whimpers and attempts to elbow you to your face!

Jeremy_Young: I drag you towards the center of the ring, but before I can make my next move, your elbow hits me in the face. I don't let go of your waist, but I remain dazed for a moment, my chin rests on your shoulder

Jeremy_Young:

Anyaa: Feeling my elbow hit your face square was a great payback but not yet full as you stay on my back! I then would try to kick back to your gut to try and shove you away!

Jeremy_Young: Your elbow caused some space to be created between our bodies. This way you can kick me in the abdomen. The blow pushes me back, forcing me to let go. I take steps backwards towards the ropes. But I try to bounce with my back so I can sprint towards you and, as soon as you turn, try to hit you with a clothesline to the neck

Anyaa: My boot dug into your abs square to push you away! But the state of my body wasn't as pristine at the start as I stumbled forward to keep my footing! Trying to turn around to face you and follow up, my eyes widened in shock as you are already behind me with your arm out before smacking to my chest! The crowd gasped as my lithe body hit the canvas with a thud, flopping before falling back into a heap as I then rolled over to my side clasping my chest for air!

Jeremy_Young: I see you on the mat, take a deep breathe. "You're again down!" I roar. Then i take a run towards the side of the ring, bounce against the ropes and then run back towards you. When I'm next to you I jump and try to drop on top of you, to hit your chest with mine

Anyaa: My fans gasped at the sight as I didn't seem to able to get a foothold in being on top! Heaving in pain as the clothesline knocked the air out of me, I couldn't do much as you then splash on me, crushing my lithe body with your entire weight! My limbs flinging into the air from the impact as the ring shook before dropping spread eagled to the mat

Jeremy_Young: I'm not very heavy, but I know that a splash after a jump can be painful for any opponent. You're on the ground beneath me, I grab your leg and pull it towards your chest to try to pin you. The referee can start counting

Anyaa: The crowd cheered as you then hooked my leg into the air, pinning it that my hips suspended into the air and my knee touched my chest. "1...." But it's too soon for me to give up just yet as I kick out and pull my shoulders up just after "2....!" If successful, I'd roll to the side to try and get away from you until I could drape one of my arms on the bottom rope.

Anyaa:

Jeremy_Young: The referee counts to two, then you manage to lift one shoulder off the mat. He stops counting. I have to leave you, but I protest "You're fucking slow!". You roll towards the ropes and grab them to stand up. I'm in no rush. I look at you, I'll get up too "If you want to retreat you can reach the locker room on your own two feet"

Anyaa: My lips twitch in anger at your retort but at no state to fight back just yet, I try to pull up myself with the ropes. Turning to face you, I would then run as fast as I could before jumping at the last second to try and hit you with a dropkick!

Jeremy_Young: Maybe I should have attacked you right away and not waste time with my taunt. You run towards me, I try to get my guard back, but it's too late. I can't block your kick. You hit me in the chest and I stagger back to the ropes. I hold on to the top rope with both arms to keep from falling. I puff up my chest to breathe hard

Jeremy_Young:

Anyaa: My fans livened up once more as I was finally able to deal a blow. The sound of my boot hitting your chest and your heavy steps staggering backwards fueling me to roll up to my feet to follow up. Running towards you, I then grab you by your arm to try and irish whip you to the adjacent ropes. Running behind you, I would jump as soon as you bounce back to hit you once more with a drop kick!

Anyaa:

Jeremy_Young: You grab my wrist and push me towards the ropes. I bounce and then run towards you. Once again you jump and with your feet together you hit me in the chest. The soles of your feet compress my ribcage and I fall to the ground on my back. I cough, I lie there, arms wide and eyes wide open staring at the ceiling

Anyaa: The crowds' cheer even grew louder as I fell you the second time. Their favorite now handling the match as I roll up to my feet with a smirk! I then walk over you like a predator approaching its wounded prey as I then grab you by your hair to pull you up! Putting you to a headlock, I raise one hand to rile up the crowd before trying to drop you in a DDT!

Jeremy_Young: I'm shaken by your last blows and when you grab me to stand up I let you do it. I need a few moments to catch my breath and regain some energy. When you wrap your arm around my neck, holding it in a headlock, I hear the audience cheering. I understand that I have to do something and, so, I try to oppose your move and anticipate it, punching you in the abdomen while I am bent forward

Anyaa: My smirk was wide as I felt your weak body against my sides as I squeezed you in the headlock. But that smirk was soon wiped off as your first buried into my abs! "Guuuaghkkkk!" All air left my lungs in a wheeze, releasing you, I stumble backwards as I bend over in pain with my arms around my gut, just barely trying to stay on my foot!

Jeremy_Young: You bend over and put your hands on your abs after I hit you. I free myself and seeing you leaning forward I immediately try to grab your hair to pull you and slam your face against the turnbuckle

Anyaa: Stunned by the sudden reversal, all I could do was squeal as you roughly pull on my hair before banging me face first to the turnbuckle. "Guunghh!" My face bounced off of it dazed, eyes already glassy as I tried to grab the corner with my hands and push on it to prevent any more face slams!

Jeremy_Young: Your head hits the corner pad, then I see you grab the ropes to prevent me from repeating the same type of blow. I don't mean it, but I try to hug you, put my hands on your breasts, push my crotch on your ass and try to lift you up to throw you behind me with a German boobs plex https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9PcXHvjTdqrnHA1m0RU9MX_wlE_UoH9RVfMdaHZCjT1nsjxKxQw66oBs16ZzM2HBhR9PtaujFoOKTw2u3HSDXLxI39XrfIJ2whe5RT-T6Q8ZHMFoujWCrP4OyMp-bYG5lTqflKQRfOyo/s1600/Boob+Plex+3.gif

Jeremy_Young:

Anyaa: Helpless as the pain piled on my face, I couldn't react in time until I feel your hands roughly cup my tits! My hands try to grab yours to pull them away but was too late as you lift me by my chest! My face twisting in agony at the pressure until you manage to arch your back and throw me in a boobplex! My nape and shoulders hit the canvas first with a thud, taking the brunt and my whole body weight on it as I went limp! My crotch up in the air as my legs folded on top of me

Anyaa:

Jeremy_Young: You fall to the ground and end up on your back and legs on either side of your head, bent like a matchbox. I turn and smile. I get closer to you and put my hand on your buttocks to push you back in a humiliating way. I watch the referee and know he starts counting the pin

Jeremy_Young:

Anyaa: My fans couldn't register what just happened. Manhandled by a guy 7 years younger than me, almost not given any chance to fight back and now folded and exposed in front of everyone for the pin! But they are getting more to try and understand as the match's end draws ever closer with "1.... 2..."

Jeremy_Young: The referee is countiing and the crowd is silent. I feel very confident now and while the ref says TWO i still stay on you to take your shoulders on the mat

Anyaa: Still motionless but the heave of my chest, my lithe body looked even smaller folded and pinned! "3!!! Ding! Ding! Ding" The bell then rang finalizing your win as it mixed with the sounds of collective gasps and string of open conversations from the crowd.

Jeremy_Young: I hear the bell and I stand on my feet. There's no need to take you down for longer. I shove your side with the sole of my shoe and then raise my hands on victory

Anyaa: My body stayed on that position even as you stood on your feet as if fixed in place by your pin! Only when you pushed me to my side with your shoe did my body limped to its side like a broken toy as you posed for the crowd!