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17:15 Paul_Job:

17:15 Paul_Job: This is my time to enter the battle of the sexes. For the occasion, the OPCW set up a ring by the sea. I am tense, but excited for this new NHB, against a formidable opponent. When my music, "Rolling" by Limp Bozkit, plays, I start running on the stage leading to the ring. I'm only wearing a black short, barefoot. I slide under the bottom rope and then stand in the center of the ring. In the crowd there are some of my fans, I greet them. Then while my music fades I'll wait for you in my corner

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17:23 Cherryy: The crowd starting to settle.. Looking around and waiting for the next person to enter the ring.. But I was nowhere to be found.. Ariana Grande's 'No Tears Left To Cry' starts to play through the speakers, a confused look on everybody's face when suddenly the water starts to bubble. That's when I EXPLODE out of the water, appearing for the crowd like a glistening mermaid.. The crowd at their feet, not expecting such introduction as I smile wide and start to swim towards the ring.. An audience member throwing down one of their towels over my back as I slide up onto the apron.. Wiping myself down, drying my tiny bikini before climbing up the apron and sliding inside the ropes...

17:23 Cherryy:

17:30 Paul_Job: Go for a swim before a fight. I smile and as you arrive I shout "Surely it's a good idea to arrive like an octopus from the sea?". My supporters laugh. Then you come out of the water and I can admire your wet body. I swallow and try to stay focused. Then you enter the ring and I tie my hair in a ponytail, with a rubber band. I prepare to fight, waiting for the bell

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17:36 Cherryy: "Just shut up, and try to stay focused.." I taunt, winking as I slowly walk around the ring and circle you before the match begins.. Letting your eyes follow me as I let my body dry in the sun before the bell kicks us off.. Walking back over to my side of the ring, grabbing the strings of bikini bottom and pulling it up to act like I were adjusting it, when really I'm just giving everybody some eye-candy! "Yoohoo! Eyes up here, dear!" I mock as I turn back around...

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17:42 Paul_Job: I can't help but look at your wet buttocks. You know how to get the audience on your side, and you succeed. While only a bunch of my fans scream boo at your ass. "I'll have fun to spank it!". Then I hear the bell ringing. I'm on my guard and watching you carefully.

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17:46 Cherryy: "Hehehehee" My giggle stops as the bell rings.. And now it's time to get serious. I raise my arms slightly, bending my knees and slowly begin to circle the ring around you.. Making sure I keep a safe distance as I take a few steps towards in between.. "Come on.. You scared? Don't tell me you're scared of a girl?!" I taunt..

17:49 Paul_Job: "Scared? And why should I. Beautiful women turn me on, they don't scare me." Then I run towards you, pretend to catch you, but then I try to come behind you to hug you from behind in a waist lock

17:56 Cherryy:

17:57 Cherryy: I bring my arms up to match yours, and lunge in ready to lock-up with you! You try something sneaky, throwing me off guard as you spin behind me and quickly hug my waist.. "Ah?! H-hey?!" Trying to look behind me, a bit confused as your hands lightly squeeze my hips.. "Ahhh.. let go of me!!" I yell, trying to twist, turn, and squirm my way out of this..

17:18 Paul_Job: I hold your hips, I press my pelvis against your ass to try not to make you move. But you squirm and I'm forced to let you go. You also slip on me because of your wet body. But I try to hit you with an elbow between the shoulder blades before you can move away

17:28 Cherryy: I manage to slip out of your grip, and trying to make my escape towards the ropes when your powerful elbow pierces me right between the shoulder blades! "Aaaaagh!!?" I groan out, as I instead stumble towards the ropes trying to reach for my back and rub some of that pain away.. Quickly turning back to face you.. "Owww..!"

17:35 Paul_Job: After hitting you from behind I see you stagger towards the ropes, but then immediately turn towards me. "Does it hurt? I'm sorry, you know?". I walk up to you and grab your wrist to pull you. Then I pivot and turn to try to launch you into a run towards the ropes on the opposite side of the ring and make you bounce you off the ropes. I wait for you in the middle of the ring, ready to catch you

17:39 Cherryy: I managed to escape but I wasn't out of the woods just yet as you clearly had more devious plans ready.. Before I can recover, you yank me in, giving my wrist a little twist before tossing me towards the ropes.. My feet unbalanced, struggling to keep the control in my legs as my back hits the ropes and I come slingshotting right back towards you.. Yelling in a bit of a panic with my arms swinging in the air.. "AAHHHH?!!"

17:41 Paul_Job: I'm looking at you. You bounce off the ropes and then run towards me. Your tits are dancing in your top and almost pop out, but I'm focused. As soon as you're at the right distance I jump and try to hit you right in the chest with a drop kick

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17:50 Cherryy: Running right into you as you jump and throw your legs to slam 2 feet straight into my chest. Planting your heels against my tits as my body flying back.. "YAAAGGGH?!" I scream out, falling to my back with my legs in the air before going flat.. "ogghhhh...." Trying to roll onto my side and breathe through some of that pain. A bit of a shake in my vision..

17:57 Paul_Job: I immediately stand up and shout to charge the audience. My section of fans rejoice with me. You roll to the side of the ring, I then run towards you and with a baseball slide try to push you under the bottom rope and out of the ring

17:59 Cherryy: I turn my head and watch you come rushing towards me.. I wasn't looking to take another painful kick, and this one was aimed straight for the side of my body! "Hell NO!" I scream out, quickly throwing my body into a roll and tumbling myself out of the ring just before you can kick me.. Your slide landing you near the ropes.. I fall off the apron and spring to my feet, then swing my hands through the bottom ropes and reach inside the ring to grab your ankles and pull you towards the corner post. Gritting my teeth and trying to pull you towards the buckle, trying to ring your balls against the steel post!

18:08 Paul_Job: I slide but I can't hit you. You grab my ankles and pull me. I slide towards the corner. Try to slam my balls against the pole. I struggle, I'm still fresh, I try to kick to make you lose grip and therefore avoid the impact

18:10 Cherryy: I keep pulling and pulling, sliding your body close to that pole but not enough to fully get you to make contact.. Wasting another few moments trying to outmuscle you and yank you in but it was pointless.. And before long, your feet slip right out of my grip. "Agh.. damn it!!" I yell, slapping the apron and trying to jump back onto the apron and step through the ropes.

18:12 Paul_Job: My foot slips out of your hands. I realize that I have escaped a great danger. I move quickly on all fours towards the center of the ring. Then I turn and stand up, while you also go back inside the ring

18:13 Paul_Job:

18:13 Cherryy: I get back into the ring and quickly run up from behind you as you stand. Trying to give you a taste of your own medicine as I open my arms and hug your waist from the back, but I squeeze tight trying to crush the air out of your body as I press up against you.. "Gaargghhhh.. Got you.."

18:17 Paul_Job: Before I can turn around I feel someone grab me from behind. Your breasts hit my back, then your arms encircle my body. When you start to squeeze I feel like I'm starting to run out of air. I try to move, hoping to make you loosen your grip. I lift my right foot, then try to stomp your big toe

18:22 Cherryy: I really press my forearms against your waist, trying to squeeze you as tight as I can as I prepare for something BIG. But you quickly start to squirm around, and with your body-weight it was tough to keep you in place. Before I can lift you, your foot stomps and crushes my toe! Opening my arms and stumbling back, hopping on one leg as I try and nurse my toe.. "OW! OW! OW!"

18:23 Paul_Job: You let go and back away. Instead, I run towards the ropes, bounce off them, and then turn around to hit you in the chest with a clothesline

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18:24 Cherryy: I'm stuck in place, stunned and one-legged for the moment as you hit the ropes and come rushing right towards me. I look up and barely can understand what was in front of me before I slam to the canvas. Hit like a truck as I crash to my back and lay there in a total daze.. "AAGGH?!"

18:27 Paul_Job: This is a match without rules, where mercy is not an option. You're on the ground, I look at you and then I try to sit on your abdomen and straddle you. I grab your bikini top and try to rip it off to wrap the string around your neck. Then I pull hard to strangle you while I try to keep you pinned with your shoulders on the mat

18:32 Cherryy: As you reach for my bikini, I quickly brace and swing my hand down low to grab a handful of your testicles my grip. "NO! GET OFF!" I scream, trying to get you weak and wobbly and hopefully tumble you off before you can totally pin me down.

18:36 Paul_Job: I grab your bikini, but as I'm about to take it off, I feel your hand threatening my balls. Instinctively I put my feet on the mat and jump up, but I tear off your top and step back for fear of taking a low blow. I can't pin you, nor strangle you, but I walk backwards to my corner, clutching my loot. Then I throw your top into the sea to make you nervous "What did you think you were doing?"

18:39 Cherryy: Everyone listens for the little snap of my bikini string, my boobs falling right out into the open all of a sudden.. I gasp, not out of embarrassment, but more of the shock. "AH?!" I roll onto my stomach and push myself up to my feet slowly, wanting to cover my tits but it was pointless.. "Fine. This is what you want? Here!" I yell, turning around and showing my massive boobs off..

18:42 Paul_Job: You seem embarrassed, at least at first, then you stand up and very boldly show off your big tits. The crowd cheers for this exciting moment of the match. I smile, bite my lip "I can say that's one of the things I wanted" I warn myself "Next is to kick your big ass and then knock you out." I sprint forward and then raise my right foot to try to hit you with a big boot to the chin.

18:45 Cherryy: Now more ready than ever, my eyes locked onto yours as I plant my feet and raise my arms ready for you.. You come in fast, throwing a high kick straight for my chin! I swing my hand and SNATCH your ankle mid-air, stopping it in place and forcing you onto one leg, almost in revenge for what you did to me as you stand perfectly spread open.. I growl, then attempt to send a swift kick right between your legs!

18:47 Paul_Job: You grab my foot and hold my leg up. I hop on one foot, trying to stay balanced. But you hit me with a quick kick between the legs. Your fingers impact right on my balls, crushing them. I lose the strength in my foot and collapse to the ground. I roll into an embryonic position with my hands between my legs

18:49 Cherryy: Your legs falls out of my grip and your body collapses to the math.. "Hahahahha!" I quickly jump over towards your head and reach down to tangle my fingers in your hair and quickly pull you back up to your feet. Dragging you over to the corner and throwing you into it back-first.

18:51 Paul_Job: You grab me by the hair and pull me up. I hold onto your thigh with one hand and grab your wrist with the other to numb the pain in my scalp. Then you push me into the corner and my back hits the posts. I put my arms on the highest ropes so as not to fall

18:52 Cherryy: I take a step back, scanning you for a second before lunging in and swinging my bare knee up aimed right your guts as I look to tenderize that stomach meat! Hopefully taking some of the air right out of your body.. "TAKE THIS!"

18:55 Paul_Job: Your knee slams right into my stomach. I bend over, spit out most of the air in my body and then fall to my knees in front of you

19:00 Cherryy: I grab your head, trying to keep you from falling all the way down and pressing my palms against your ear. "This is what you wanted.. right?" I taunt before pulling your head down between my naked boobs, trying to smother you silly inside with your nose deep.

19:01 Paul_Job: You humble ME with your words. But I'm too weak from the blow to the stomach I just received. You grab my head and crush my face between your tits. I can't breathe, I put my hands on your thighs and try to push you away to find some air

19:09 Cherryy: I grunt, trying to keep your head inside my little smother as the crowd starts to cackle at your position... Your hands tightly gripped onto my thighs, feeling you push and pry to try and keep me off, so I play into you and just throw your head back into the corner to keep you trapped inside.. I turn around and sprint to the opposite corner, then twirl and come shooting back into you.. Coming in and turning my body to land hips-first against your face to bust that head of yours!

14:55 Paul_Job: I'm sitting in the corner, my head hanging on the side. I see you running towards me and finally hitting me with your ass in the face. My head snaps back once more and hits the second turnbuckle, then slides onto the lower one and I'm now almost lying down, only with my shoulders raised off the mat.

10:08 Cherryy: I take a step back and quickly bend down, not wanting to lose my spot as I reach for your ankles and attempt to liiiiiiift! Dragging your body across the ring like the dead-weight you are.. "Come on, big guy... Your time is up.." I taunt, getting the crowd ready as I lay you out across the ring. I kneel down and slide across your chest, pressing myself down on you as I try and reach for your leg and hook it up into the air for the pin!

10:13 Paul_Job: You drag Mii to the center of the ring, so I can't touch the ropes. Then you slide on me, rub your curves on my body, causing an inevitable erotic reaction. Then you cover me and the referee starts counting: ONE. I'm stunned, but not dead. I'm breathing hard. When the referee counts TWO, I instinctively lift an arm and shoulder off the mat

10:14 Cherryy: Almost there... It was finally time for the match to end... Or so I thought! Just before the 3 count, your shoulder flings up off the canvas. Risen from the dead, surviving yet another few minutes in the ring with me.. "Ah!? Wow.." I grunt, slowly peeling myself up and off you.. Getting back to my feet as I'm forced to let you recover..

10:17 Paul_Job: You stand up and I immediately roll sideways. I move on all fours towards the ropes and hold on to stand up. When I'm standing I turn towards you, take a deep breath and look at you. I take advantage of every moment to catch my breath. I shake my head "Did you think it was that easy to beat me, busty Viking?"

10:18 Cherryy: "Nahh.. I know it is!" I growl, waiting for you to fully straighten out before I lunge forward and swing my body around, and kick my leg up high. Aiming to send a swift superkick straight into your chin, torquing my body for extra power!

10:20 Paul_Job: You try to hit me with a drop kick. But with a lateral dash I avoid your kick. As soon as you fall to the ground I try to hit you with a soccer kick to your back

10:21 Cherryy: You dash right around kick, making me whiff into the air as I come back and feel a shattering smash against my back.. "OOGGH?!" I yelp, instantly stumbling forward and falling to my knees.. Arching back as my spine caves in from that kick.. "OOWW..."

10:32 Paul_Job: As soon as you get on your knees I'll attack you from behind. I wrap an arm around your neck, to pin your chin under my armpit. Then I start pulling to make you arch your spine into a dragon sleeper. I want to weaken you.

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10:33 Cherryy: Your arm closes around my neck and I bent back into you.. Forcing into a painful tow as you arch my already tender back and make it hard for to me to breathe.. My hands flailing and slapping at the air.. "AGGHHHH..MPRGHHHH"

10:36 Paul_Job: I grit my teeth and try not to let your hands hit me. I put one foot on the ground and try to stand up, to put your spine in even more traction

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10:39 Cherryy: I stand with you, but still totally bent back and strained in this disgustingly powerful sleeper.... My back and neck barely able to withstand this much pressure for this amount of time, and I was about ready to break.. My oxygen levels dropping.. I try and raise my foot up and stomp it back over your toes, hoping my intuition'll aim for me..

10:44 Paul_Job: You hit my foot with a stomp. Your heel hits my big toe. It hurts. I can't hold you, but instead of giving up, I try to fall backwards to hit you with a reverse DDT

10:44 Paul_Job: https://makeagif.com/gif/kaitlyn-inverted-ddt-kGrlnZ

10:46 Cherryy: I manage to crush your toes, giving my only a moment to breathe before you start pulling me down.. Letting yourself collapse and taking me with you to crush my head into the canvas with a reverse DDT to counter.. "Aaggh?! OOOOWWW!"

10:50 Paul_Job: The ring shakes, the impact is strong. I rotate to the side and then try to cover you. I put my hands on your chest to push your shoulders onto the mat, I'm on my knees. I look at the referee waiting for him to start counting.

10:51 Cherryy: I grit my teeth, kicking my feet as you pin my shoulders flat to the canvas.. Squirming and struggling, forcing to helplessly listen to the count. Getting dangerously close to the end. "NO!" I yell out, a bit dizzy but managing to shoot my body up to stop the count!

10:58 Paul_Job: You move, lift your shoulder off the ground and the referee stops the count. “NOOO” I scream. Out of frustration I start hitting you with a series of punches to the chest, despite the referee ordering me to stop the attack

10:59 Cherryy: I break the pin, but you don't give me the time to recover like I did for you.. Instead, your fists crush into my tits.. Over and over and over. The ref ordering you back as you rain punch after punch into my tender chest.. "OOGH, OWW!! AGGH!! REF! STOP HIM! OWWW!"

11:02 Paul_Job: The referee insists and I stop hitting you. I grab your top and stand up, pulling you up too. “This asshole says you have to stand so I can hit you again.” So I pull hard to get you up

11:04 Cherryy: As you start to force me up to my feet, I grit my teeth and look up at your bulge... "Ah.. fuck it.. " I whisper before brutally swinging my arm up between your legs and letting arm crunch your balls for a brutal low-blow to paralyze you!

11:06 Paul_Job: As you stand up I see your arm going between my legs. I widen my eyes. It's too late to avoid it. You hit me in the balls, I paralyze and bend over. I turn my head towards the referee "And that's not fair" I say groaning

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11:13 Cherryy: I stand back up straight, wanting to giggle but know I'm in a delicate situation.. I have to take advantage now.. and fast! I reach up and grab your head, wrapping my arm around the back of your neck. "Alright, time for a little ride!" I yell as I start running across the ring, taking you with me before leaping up and falling to my butt while I pull your face down into a smashing Bulldog!

11:15 Paul_Job: I'm bent over with my hands in my groin. You grab my head and make me fall face down. My head bounces on the mat and I lie on my back, with my hands stretched out in front of me

11:19 Cherryy: I grab onto your shoulders and roll you over onto your back.. I slide myself up onto your face, letting my butt firmly press down against your nose for a smother as I reach for your arms and attempt to cross them over your chest for the pin!

11:19 Cherryy:

11:24 Paul_Job: You turn me over and lay me on my back in a sensual and unusual way. My face sinks between your big buttocks. Cross my arms over my chest like a sexy Undertaker. I can't breathe, I just smell your scent on my face, and I can't move my arms. The referee counts ONE. I try to react and place my left foot on the mat. I raise my right hand and try to hit you in the face with a kick, while the referee counts TWO. I hope that's enough to find a pin break

11:26 Cherryy: "Twoo!!" I count out with the ref, smiling wide but breathing heavy as I prepare to finish you off... Before your leg flies up and slams me in the face! "OOOWW" I yell out, tumbling back and rolling off of you.. I roll towards the ropes, my hand on my eye as I try and slowly get back up to my feet. Taking out some of my vision with that kick..

11:40 Paul_Job: I take a deep breath as the referee stops the count and you move away from me. I slide backwards, pushing off the mat with my feet. Then I go to the corner, grab the rope and slowly stand up

10:43 Cherryy: I wobble around for a second, rubbing my eye to try and get it work again as you try and stand back up.. "Aggh... you little fucker.. You're gonna pay for that!" I angrily say as I come running towards you all of a sudden. Shooting up towards your back and raising my right high to drop an elbow over your spine as you start to stand up..

10:49 Paul_Job: As I'm standing up, I feel the ring shaking and I hear the sound of your footsteps approaching. I try to turn around, but I get an elbow in the back that pushes me towards the ropes. I am shocked for a moment, I turn my head to look where you are. I put my hands on the top rope, arch my back and moan in pain. But then I try to surprise you. I jump with my feet on the second rope, use it as a springboard to go back and try to hit you with a springboard stunner

10:49 Paul_Job: https://pa1.aminoapps.com/5993/2423b5480a7f077a55858b2c4f5bd8b2ffc36f98_hq.gif

10:51 Cherryy: I slam you into the ropes, smiling with pride as if I just had made some kind of progress when all I did was hand you the boost you needed... You hit the ropes and jump off, coming down hard and fast as you take my head and whip it down to crunch my jaw into your shoulder! "AAGGGH?!" I yelp as I bounce up into the air and go crashing down onto my back, legs in the air from the impact..

10:55 Paul_Job: I hit you and you go flying to the ground. I can't miss this opportunity. I'm exhausted, but I can see myself trying in every way to achieve this victory. I stand up and shuffle my way to the corner of the ring. I hold on to the ropes and try to climb them. I'm not very fast, I couldn't be at this point in the match. I climb onto the top rope, the audience cheers me on. I take a look at the crowd. Then to you. Finally I jump and try to hit you in the chest with my knees and shins with the "GOOD JOB BOMB"

10:55 Paul_Job:

10:59 Cherryy: Stunned and sprawled out on the canvas. Flat on my back as I look up the ceiling in a total daze.. My jaw still aching, back shattered... Listening to the audience start to scream and shout, now at their feet as you leap off the ropes and come down. Your knees pointed down, ready to land.. And, SQUASH! "AAUGGHH!" I scream out, your knees and shins smashing into my boobs and crushing them into my ribs as my body nearly goes through the canvas.. "OOUUGHH.." Losing all of the air on my body as I slowly tumble over to my side..

11:03 Paul_Job: I hit your chest, my shins landing on the softness of your breasts. The impact is strong. I do a flip on the mat and then get on my knees. I look around. The crowd is on its feet, you're in bad shape. I move on all fours towards you and then I cover you, I put my chest on yours, our bodies form an X in the middle of the ring. I wait for the referee to count

11:04 Cherryy: Wheezing as you lay over me, keeping me flat to the canvas but at this point.. I wasn't going anywhere. My head slowly falls to the side, listening to the count as I slowly start to fade to black. My entire body in shambles.. "ONE........ TWOO.........!"

11:09 Paul_Job: The ref counts, I'm exhausted, trying to stay on you, hoping the count gets to you. It was a tough match, but I feel like I'm very close to winning

11:27 Cherryy: "THREE!" He yells, slapping the mat one more time and ringing the bell... Too tired to even recognize what was happening as I huff and puff for air... "ugggh.."

11:34 Paul_Job: The referee completes the count, I slide to the floor. The bell rings and declares my victory. The referee comes over and grabs my wrist, raises my arm. I go on my knees, but I'm too tired to stand up and celebrate. The audience rejoices, they appreciated the match