Superstar Squash Women

Viraa: Aditi kept pushing me until I finally agreed to a fight. I’m not really much of a fighter, but at some point I had to prove myself instead of just letting people push me around. I step into the ring—19 years old, 5 feet tall, and 90 pounds. I’m wearing a black leather corset, fishnet tights, and boots.

Viraa:

SkinnybitchAditi: I step out in my white gear, taking my time as I walk down...24 years old,5 feet tall, 97 pounds, eyes locked on her tiny frame already in the ring, a smug smile growing. I slide in and look her up and down slowly, letting out a soft laugh. “Seriously…? You’re even smaller than me…” I shake my head, stepping closer without any hesitation, almost chest to chest. “I’ve been pushed around by girls twice my size… and this is what I get now?” I scoff. “You don’t belong in here with me… I’m going to embarrass you.”

SkinnybitchAditi:

Viraa: "Size doesn't matter here, bitch," I growl at you, even though my stomach's a little queasy, but now's the time to show some backbone. You stand in front of me, puffing out your chest—if you can even call that a chest—and start insulting me. I listen to you bored; it's always the same old drivel, but I guess that's just part of it. Whatever. “Are you finally done so we can get started?” I ask you provocatively. I look at you and suddenly slam my fist into your skinny stomach, grab your hair, yank your head down, and try to ram my knee into your head.

SkinnybitchAditi: I smirk right in your face, barely even taking you seriously, starting to speak in that same cocky tone… “Oh yeah? Size doesn’t matter when you...GHH" your fist suddenly slams into my skinny belly mid sentence, cutting me off completely as all the air blasts out of me, my body folding instantly. My eyes wide in shock as you grab my hair and yank me down.....before your knee drives up into my head, snapping it back as I stumble and drop to a knee, dazed and coughing… "What the fuck bitch!! That was cheap!!!" I shake my head viciously, trying to shake off the dizziness before you attack me again....

Viraa: "Hey, what was that? Cheap, but good enough for you, or do you want to say something else?" I grin contentedly and run my fingers through your hair. "Stay with me, my brown coffee bean. Do you like to dance, too? I lift your head up, then ram my knee between your legs and reach my hand in between, grab your neck, and lift you up, throwing you onto the mat with a body slam.

SkinnybitchAditi: I barely register your words, still dazed, when you grab me and suddenly lift me.....my eyes widening in pure shock. “H....how the ....how are you so strong!!” I gasp, completely stunned at your strength… and then thud! you slam me down hard onto your knees, pain shooting though me like never before...then you grab my neck and lift me up like a toy, slamming me back down with disdain!!! My body bounces slightly as a sharp groan escapes me, lying there clutching my back, breathing heavy…

Viraa: "I'm gonna slam you hard to the ground and take a deep breath first—you're not that heavy, sweetie. We're almost in the same weight class, and you shouldn't step into the ring if all you've got is a big mouth." You're lying on the ground, and I take a running start, let myself fall against the ropes, build up momentum, and jump off for a leg drop—I'm gonna slam my leg down on your puny chest.

SkinnybitchAditi: Im flat on my back when I see you spring off the ropes, almost panicking, but still I roll out of the way at the last second as your leg crashes hard into the mat. Before you can even react, I stand up, adrenaline taking over, and immediately stomp down hard on your side, then grab your leg and yank it up sharply, trying to twist you over with force. “Too slow bitch!!!” I snap

Viraa: I jump off and, mid-air, see you turn away—too late for me to react. I land next to you and my butt hits the mat hard; I yelp and fall backward, and at that very moment you kick me hard in the side. “AAHHHHRRRRRRRRR!” I scream and roll around, clutching my aching ribs, then you grab my leg, yank me around, and I groan in pain.

SkinnybitchAditi: I keep hold of your leg, then suddenly step in and drive my foot down hard between your legs , into your kitty, making you jolt on the mat. “How does that feel now my gothic friend??” I snap, breathing heavy, my voice sharp as I stand over you for a second, all my weight on your poor kitty.....

Viraa: You lift my leg up, spread my legs, and kick me hard in the pussy. AHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRr, I scream out loud, my hands reaching for my crotch, trying to protect it. But you’re standing over me, yelling at me; I writhe and roll around on the mat in front of you, trying to pull my legs away from you and kick you.

SkinnybitchAditi: I walk over now and I plant my foot down firmly on your hair, pinning your head to the mat as you try to roll, then grab both your wrists and start dragging you back, stretching your body out. “Scream for me bitch! Hehehe!!” I snap, pulling harder as your body arches under the tension, forcing you to feel every bit of it as I assert control.

Viraa: You hold my head in place by stepping on my hair, grab my wrists, and pull my thin arms back; I scream loudly as you stretch and bend my body, drooling and whimpering. "No, please... let go... oww," I whimper and cry out, struggling desperately in your grip, tears welling up in my eyes.

SkinnybitchAditi: I keep my foot pressed into your hair for a second longer, watching you squirm and cry, then I let out a short, mocking laugh. “Awwww....Already crying? ” I say, grabbing a fistful of your hair and yanking you up just enough to drag you forward, my grip tight. “You wnted to prove yourself, right?” I taunt, forcing your face down against the rough ropes and grinding it roughly along them as you struggle...."Hehehehe...does it burn bitch?"

Viraa: I’m crying beneath you, your foot on my hair; I guess I was too cocky to step into the ring with you after all. I whimper and hope it will be over soon, and already you’re yanking me up by my hair again (how I envy Brooke in that moment). You drag me across the ring; I stumble along with you, and while you’re talking down to me, you press my face against the rope, rubbing it roughly against it. Again I scream, lashing out frantically at you and kicking wildly.

SkinnybitchAditi: I stop grinding your face into the ropes and grab your chin, forcing your head up to look at you… your face all red and scraped, and I just smirk. “Awww...Look at you… all red like a tomato!!!” I mock, before spitting on your face roughly...."There, now your face looks much better with my spit on it!!" I then clamp my hand suddenly around your throat. There’s a brief pause… almost like I realize what I’m about to try… then I tighten my grip, eyes narrowing with determination. “Let’s see if I can finally do this…since my opponent is smaller than me for once!!!” I mutter, more to myself than you, before I try to haul you up off your feet, straining a bit as I attempt to lift you for a chokeslam… forcing everything I have into it....

Viraa: You roughly rub my face against the top rope; my whimpering and pleading don’t stop you from hurting me further. You press me hard against the rope and then suddenly yank my head back. “My face…” I whimper, snot running from my nose and saliva dripping from my chin. You look at me triumphantly, enjoying my whimpering, my pleading. She’s just a little jobber who completely overestimates herself. Then, grinning maliciously, you grab my neck; I swallow, gasping softly as you grab me by my panties, lift me up, and throw me hard onto my back with a chokeslam. The ring shakes from the impact, and I remain lying there with my legs spread wide.

SkinnybitchAditi: I see you lay limp on the floor and plant my foot firmly on your tiny chest, pinning you down hard against the mat as I stand over you, breathing heavy but in complete control. “Hmph!! Thought you could take me on!!!” I snap, pressing just enough to keep you from moving as I raise my hand as the referee starts the count… “ONE!” I glare down at you, not letting up for a second… “TWO!” I keep my foot planted, making sure you feel exactly who’s in control as I loom over you....

Viraa: .I land hard and lose consciousness for a moment, lying spread-eagled in the ring, ready for the pinfall. You plant your foot firmly on my small chest, pressing my body tightly against the mat. As if through a fog, I hear a count; my eyes flicker open and I come to, still dazed....two....for some reason, I raise my left arm and lift my shoulder slightly, only to fall back weakly again.

SkinnybitchAditi: ..

SkinnybitchAditi: My eyes widen as you barely lift your shoulder....then drop back.....and something in me just snaps. “Are you fucking kidding me?!” I snap angrily, pulling my foot away and grabbing you roughly by the arm and hair, yanking you up off the mat with frustration. “You don’t get to kick out after that!” I growl, not giving you a second to recover as I drag you upright, your body still limp and dazed. I immediately grab your wrist and whip you hard toward the corner, sending you stumbling fast across the ring, determined to keep the pressure on before you can even think about fighting back.

Viraa: I really don't know why I interrupted the pin; it must have been a subconscious reflex. Actually, I'm completely exhausted and would be glad if it were over. But apparently I’ve made you angry, because you yank me to my feet, roaring loudly, even though I’m struggling to stay upright—I’m staggering and my arms are dangling limply—you grab me and hurl me with all your might into the corner of the ring. I can’t put up a fight—I’m far too weak—and I slam hard against the post with my back. Howling, I slowly slide down it, completely dazed, defenseless.

SkinnybitchAditi: I see you slumped in the corner, barely conscious, and I sprint in and drive my tiny ass hard into your face, smashing you back against the turnbuckle. You jolt on impact, completely trapped as I press my ass in, grinding you into the corner “Still think you belong here honey?” I mock, giving you another sharp shove with my ass before stepping back a half step, leaving you slumped and dazed, completely at my mercy.

Viraa: I slam hard into the corner from your throw and slowly slide down; dazed, I watch you sprint toward me. I have no chance to defend myself or react. Once again, I realize that I’m just a weak girl, not really cut out for the ring, but I never want to admit it—even when it’s shown to me time and again, like now, even though my opponent is just as small and heavy as I am and still completely dominates me. You slam your butt into my face; I’m hanging from the ropes and the impact shakes my body, my legs snap up, my arms swing, and I collapse again, then again and again, my face buried deep in your butt, I’m completely limp.

SkinnybitchAditi: I grab your legs roughly before you can even recover, dragging your limp body out of the corner across the mat, your back scraping as I pull you into position. “You are not getting off that easy bitch!!!" I mutter. I let go for just a second, then step in and plant my foot against your tiny belly, using your body to push myself upward, springing off with a quick burst to grab the ropes. In one smooth motion I climb up to the top rope, balancing there for a split second as I look down at you laid out below… “Watch me flyyy bitch!!!! Hehe!!!” Then I leap...twisting through the air...and come crashing down with a moonsault...a tribute to my mentor Jillian's finishing move!!!

Viraa: After you’ve slammed your butt against my head several times, I’ve slumped limply in the corner of the ring. You look at me with satisfaction and, wanting to finish it now, grab my legs, drag my limp body into a position that suits you, and set me down. I’m not moving anymore; I’m actually completely spent, but I desperately want to show off a finisher. Provocatively, you climb onto my stomach, which triggers only a weak twitch from me, and jump onto the rope, climb to the top, check again to see if I’m lying perfectly, and jump off. With a perfect moonsault, you spin and land hard on me with your stomach. UUHHHRRRGGGGGGGGG I groan, saliva shoots out of my mouth in a high arc, and I briefly throw my arms and legs up before collapsing again. I then lie limp and unconscious beneath you.

SkinnybitchAditi: I land hard on you and stay there for a second, chest rising and falling… then slowly push myself up, looking down at your completely limp body. “That's it!! Lights out!!!” I mutter. I grab you by the legs again and drag you roughly back toward the center of the ring, your body bouncing slightly with each pull. Once we are there, I let your legs drop and step over you, then lower myself down, sitting squarely on your stomach like I own the place. I cross my legs calmly, back straight, chin lifted, one hand resting on my knee as I look out with a smug expression. “Mehh!! All in a days work!!! Easy peasy!!!!” I say coldly, barely even looking down at you as I stay seated on you, pinning you effortlessly in that humiliating position.....ONE!!!!.......slapping you lightly on the cheek just because I can....TWO!!!!!.....

Viraa: I was actually already done for, but your Moonsalt finishes me off for good. You land heavily on top of me and look down at me with satisfaction....she’s out... You stand up, grab my legs, lift them up, and carry me to the center of the ring; limp, I go along with you, unconscious. With a confident air of victory, you sit on my stomach, strike a pose, and let me count out easily. This time, I count to three without reacting; it would have felt like I could have gone to 100. The gong sounds, I am defeated, and you stand up, raising your arms.

SkinnybitchAditi: I slowly uncross my legs and get off you, giving your limp body one last dismissive glance before standing tall over you. I shake my head with a smug smirk, brushing my hands together like I’ve just dealt with something trivial. “This is what happens when your mouth writes cheques that your skills can't cash!!” I say coldly, nudgng your side lightly with my foot. I lean down just a bit, voice lower, sharper. “Next time… don’t even think about challenging me unless you are ready for this bitch!!!” Straightening up again, I toss my hair back and turn away without another look, confidently stepping through the ropes and hopping down to the outside, walking off like it was never even a fight.