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22:14 Scarlet_Spitfire: ANNOUNCER: "The following is an “Autumn in OPCW” match that is scheduled for one fall with a 2-hour-ish time limit and adult pro wrestling rules.

22:15 Scarlet_Spitfire: ANNOUNCER: Introducing first, at 5'7" and weighing in a 140 pounds. Here is OPCW's Red-Headed Riot – Scarlet Spitfire!"

22:15 Scarlet_Spitfire: I come down the aisle wearing my long red robe. I high-five the crowd as I move toward the ring. I climb the steps, slip between the ropes and move to my corner to mount the ropes and wave to the cheering admirers. I’m barefoot. The referee comes over to check me. me. I open my robe to reveal my red bikini. I am 5’7” 140 pounds with 38D breasts. I await my opponent.

22:19 Abel_Alby: Announcer: The challenger is the Colossus of Tirana—177 cm and 83 kg—Abel Alby. I am already in the arena, and when I hear the announcer introduce me, I make my way to the ring. I climb the steps, pause on the apron, and flex for the crowd. Then, I slip between the second and third ropes and step into the ring. I look at you, pausing for a few seconds to lock eyes. "You're going down!" Then I head to my corner and wait for the referee to complete the pre-match formalities.

22:21 Scarlet_Spitfire: I pull on the ropes to further stretch, then turn to face the center of the ring, waiting for the bell.

22:24 Abel_Alby: I turn toward you, look at you, and step closer in the center of the ring, waiting for the match to begin. Then I hear the bell. I don't move; I keep staring at you.

22:24 Scarlet_Spitfire: crouches, waiting to see if you do the same, or if you're going to just keep standing there . . .

22:28 Abel_Alby: I look at you, not bothering to take a defensive stance. I’m convinced I don’t need to. "You're making too much of a scene!" I say, reaching out and trying to slap you across the left cheek.

22:29 Scarlet_Spitfire: you slap resounds through the arena as my hand comes to my face. Then I put up my hands as if to challenge you to a test of strength. As you watch my hands go up, I bring up a right foot and try to drive it into your belly.

22:31 Abel_Alby: Your invitation to a test of strength surprises me. What surprises me even more is your cold reaction to my slap. "You're stupid!" I say as I move to grab your hands. Then you kick me in the stomach. I fail to tense my abs to absorb the blow; I double over and stagger back.

22:32 Scarlet_Spitfire: follows you back against the ropes, pushing you against them, not wasting any time as I bring up my right hand, rear back to chop it across your chest.

22:34 Abel_Alby: UUUGHH your hand hits my pecs, leaving a red mark on my chest. I stumble backwards against the ropes. Then I try to give it back to you and aim a chop to your chest

22:35 Scarlet_Spitfire: another loud smack resounds in the arena as you chop my chest, forcing me to take a few steps backwards and away from you, my right hand coming up to my chest in response to that chop.

22:38 Abel_Alby: I felt pain from the chop, but from your reaction I understand that you've taken the brunt of the damage. I grab your wrist and try to move it away from your chest. "It's fun, I want to do it again!" Then with my other open hand, I try to hit you again with a chop, right between your breasts.

22:39 Scarlet_Spitfire: you grip my wrist, making it harder to protect myself as you deliver another chop and I drop to one knee in pain.

22:40 Abel_Alby: You drop to one knee in front of me. I take the opportunity to wrap my arm around your neck and lock you in a front headlock.

22:41 Scarlet_Spitfire: I get to my feet, only to be forced to bend over as you get my in a headlock. I plant my feet and charge, trying to force you backwards, hoping to send you back-first into the corner.

22:42 Abel_Alby: I arch my back to tighten my grip, but this throws me off balance. You push me, and I quickly back up until I slam into the corner. I have to let go; I arch in pain and touch my back with my hand.

22:43 Scarlet_Spitfire: my shoulder has slammed into you once when I sent you into the corner. Now I grip the middle ropes on either side of you, draw back a bit, then use the ropes to pull myself back into you so I can drive my shoulder into your belly.

22:46 Abel_Alby: You hit me with a spear to the midsection and slam me into the corner. I didn't realize you were so strong. You're hurting me. I slump forward and have to drop to one knee on the mat.

22:47 Scarlet_Spitfire: as you drop to one knee, I grip the ropes, bring up my right foot, pressing it against your throat, trying to choke you in the corner and the referee yells for me to let you out of the corner.

22:50 Abel_Alby: You’re strangling me with your foot pressed against my throat. You’re crushing my head into the corner of the ring. I try to fight back, kicking out and hoping to strike your standing leg at the ankle with the sole of my foot.

22:51 Scarlet_Spitfire: the ref counts to 4 and I am forced to release you, stepping back, holding my hands up innocently for the referee, but only stopping the count. I move back toward you, ready to reach for your hair.

22:53 Abel_Alby: I can't trip you, but luckily the referee is counting and you have to let go of me. I grab the ropes and get back to my feet. I take a deep breath and look at you while trying to catch my breath.

22:54 Scarlet_Spitfire: I reach for your hair, trying to use it to pull you away from the ropes and get you off balance, the referee yelling at me to let go of your hair.

22:56 Abel_Alby: I’m not very skilled, but I’m strong. You grab my hair and pull. I grab the straps of your top, give a hard yank to jerk you around, and try to throw you to the opposite side of the ring. I thrash about to force you to let go of my hair.

23:05 Scarlet_Spitfire: still trying to push you away, my body is bent back, struggling to breathe as the referee asks if I want to submit and I shake my head NO.

23:07 Abel_Alby: My hands are behind your back, right where your bra clasp is. I use my fingers to unhook your bra while holding you close. Then, once I realize I’ve unhooked it, I plant my feet and try to whip you toward the ropes to get you running, so I can wait for you in the center of the ring and plan my next attack.

23:09 Scarlet_Spitfire: as I run into the ropes, I can feel my top slipping off, I bounce off the ropes, coming back toward you, seeing you standing there, I jump in the air to try to deliver a drop kick to your head, hoping you don't dodge.

23:12 Abel_Alby: I prepare to strike you, but you are agile; you leap and kick me in the face with both feet. My head snaps back. I manage not to fall, but I stagger until my back hits the ropes.

23:14 Scarlet_Spitfire: you go back into the ropes and I fall to the mat, trying to move quickly, getting to my hands and knees.

23:15 Abel_Alby: I cling to the higher rope with one arm and shake my head; the blow was hard. I pull myself upright and try to make my way toward you.

23:16 Scarlet_Spitfire: I manage to get to my feet, charging at you with an arm outstretched to see if I can catch you in a clothesline before you think to duck.

23:17 Abel_Alby: You hit me again, this time with a clothesline to the chest. I try to hold my ground and stay on my feet, but I stagger, dazed.

23:18 Scarlet_Spitfire: I reach for your right wrist, leaning back, moving to try to whip you into the corner.

23:20 Scarlet_Spitfire: I haven't punched you.

23:21 Abel_Alby: I dig in my heels and use my weight to keep from being thrown. Then I grab your wrist and try to reverse the move, whipping you into the corner.

23:21 Abel_Alby: It's theorically the clothesline

23:22 Scarlet_Spitfire: yikes!!! I am tossed into the corner, my 38Ds bouncing with each step. I manage to twist at the last minute so my back connects with the corner, but it knocks the wind out of me for a moment. I am hanging there, my arms draped over the top ropes on either side of me.

23:24 Abel_Alby: I take a deep breath and shake my head to steady myself. I look at you. I lose a few seconds, but I can't move any sooner. I try to run toward you and then attempt to hit you with a splash—my chest against yours.

23:24 Scarlet_Spitfire: ARRRRRGGGGGGHHHHH

23:25 Scarlet_Spitfire: you drive your body into mine, my bare boobs being hit with a loud SMACK as I sink into the corner.

23:26 Abel_Alby: I land back on the mat after the impact against your big, soft breasts. I admit, it’s a turn-on. I wrap my arm around your head and run toward the center of the ring, then leap into a sit-out position, aiming to slam your face into the canvas with a bulldog.

23:28 Scarlet_Spitfire: I'm trying to regain my senses, only to have you grab my head, pull me out of the corner and SLAM my head into the mat. My body bounces and I roll onto my back, arms and legs spread, stunned.

23:30 Abel_Alby: You hit the ground and, as if bouncing, roll onto your back. I’m sitting next to you; I cover you and attempt a pin.

23:30 Scarlet_Spitfire: You cover me for a pin, the crowd on its feet as the referee counts . . .

23:30 Scarlet_Spitfire: ONE . . . .

23:30 Scarlet_Spitfire: TWO . . .

23:31 Scarlet_Spitfire: but then I manage to twist out and break the count!

23:33 Abel_Alby: As the referee counts to three, you move and lift your shoulder. I have to let go; I’m surprised—I thought I could win. I rise first to my knees, then grab your hair and stand up, pulling you up with me. "I'm not finished with you!"

23:34 Scarlet_Spitfire: I cry out in protest to the ref as you grab a handful of my beautiful hair, forced to be pulled up, the ref warning you.

23:36 Abel_Alby: The referee calls me out, but I spread my arms and say I didn't do anything wrong. I step back to bounce off the ropes, then spring forward and run toward you, trying to hit you in the chest with a clothesline using all my strength.

23:37 Scarlet_Spitfire: as you come at me with a clothesline, I manage to duck under it. And as you run to the opposite ropes, I run toward you, following you, bringing up a knee into your belly as you bounce off the ropes.

23:40 Abel_Alby: I miss you; my arm swings over your head. I run toward the ropes on the opposite side and crash into them. I bounce back off them, but just as I’m about to return to you, I take a knee to the stomach. I double over, clutching my belly in intense pain.

23:40 Scarlet_Spitfire: grips your hair and uses it to toss you onto the mat. I step to you, straddle you, then . . .

23:41 Scarlet_Spitfire: I drop down, sitting on your chest, then sliding my body up to facesit you, my shins pressing against your shoulders as I yell for the referee to count.

23:47 Abel_Alby: You slam me to the ground; I land on my back on the mat. You straddle me, sitting on my neck and face. I can't breathe. I try to move.

23:47 Scarlet_Spitfire: presses against your face, cutting off your air as the referee drops down to count a pin.

23:51 Abel_Alby: I kick my legs, you sit on my face, the ref counts ONE...TWO... just in time i can push on my feet and arc my back, hoping to push you and make you lose balance so I could break the pinfall

23:51 Scarlet_Spitfire: arrrrggggggh. you toss me off you and I go forward onto my hands and knees, escaping the pin as I yell for the referee to count faster!

23:53 Abel_Alby: I roll onto my side, then get onto all fours and move toward the ropes. It’s a tough match; I feel tired and worn out. I grab the ropes and pull myself to my feet to face you once again.

23:54 Scarlet_Spitfire: reaches for the ropes on my side again, pulling myself up, then charging toward you, my breasts bouncing, ready to do a body splash of my own as you're on the ropes.

23:55 Abel_Alby: I get to my feet but can't avoid your attack. You slam into me with your body. Your breasts crash against my chest. You pin me against the corner of the ring. I gasp for air. I stagger toward the center of the ring, exhausted and dazed.

23:57 Scarlet_Spitfire: I come over to you as you stagger, worn out as well. I grip your head in a front facelock, putting your right arm over my shoulder, preparing to twist you around to see if I can drive you back to the canvas.

00:00 Abel_Alby: You catch me as I stagger; I can't react. You grab hold of me and I can't resist; I am utterly exhausted and drained. You lift me and then slam me to the mat. The crowd is surprised by your strength

00:03 Scarlet_Spitfire: you fall onto the mat and I drop down across you, barely able to move, my boobs pressed against your chest as the referee drops down and counts ONE!

00:07 Scarlet_Spitfire: hopes that the spinning neckbreaker can keep you down long enough.

00:09 Abel_Alby: Your move snapped my neck and sent me crashing hard onto the mat. I lie motionless on the ground. You pin me. The referee counts ONE... TWO... I don't move; I'm unconscious. Then the referee counts THREE.

00:10 Scarlet_Spitfire: I hear the three count and then the bell, rolling off you, on the mat for the moment, trying to catch my breath.

00:12 Abel_Alby: I remain on the ground, lifeless. The crowd cheers for your victory; I feel humiliated and frustrated.

00:13 Scarlet_Spitfire: the referee helps me up and I pose over you, one foot on your chest, my bare chest heaving as I'm still trying to catch me breath from the tough match.

00:14 Abel_Alby: I realize what's happening. It's so painful. I lost, i roll towards the apron ring to move away. I leave the ring to you for your celebrations

00:15 Scarlet_Spitfire: watches you leave, waving to the crowd, then gathering up my top to head toward the dressing room.