Superstar Squash Women

 Amy_Callahan: My music hits. A loud pop song plays on the speakers as some magenta and light blue lights start to illuminate the arena. I walk down the ramp with a confident smirk. Ready to get another win in SSW, I approach the ring steps and climb up them before sliding between the top rope and the middle. I turn back around to wait for my next victim

 Amy_Callahan:

 Viraa: I step out from behind the curtain and my music blasts from the speakers—"Work Bitch" by Britney Spears. Stroboscopic lights beam around my body, guiding me toward the ring. Waving, I walk through the crowd, clap, and hear the announcer say, “The Gothic Queen Viraa, the rising star at SSW, a powerhouse packed into 152 cm and 42 kg, welcomes… Viraaaa.” Grinning, I climb through the ropes, head to my corner, and size you up.

 Viraa:

 Amy_Callahan: I watch you come out and even have the audacity to size me up in your corner. "Something scaring you little girl?" I tease as I lower my hands to my knees, mocking your height. "Maybe we should get this over with you goth little freak. Wouldn't want to get in the way of you listening to your little emo bands would we?" I tease as I look you in the eyes with a confident grin

 Viraa: I look at you; you’re clearly bigger and heavier, but of course that doesn’t faze me. You start insulting me and making fun of me. “What do you want, you fat cow? Are you in a hurry? Is it feeding time?” I snap at you angrily. “When I’m done with you, you won’t have an appetite for burgers anymore, I promise, bitch.” I stretch again, crouch down, jump, and wait for the bell.

 Amy_Callahan: Your little insults clearly have an effect on me. My fists clench tight at my sides as you snap back at me, insulting my weight. But judging by the tone in your voice, I certainly struck a nerve. So I try and relax in my corner when suddenly the bell rings and I start to circle the ring, looking for what this angry little dog is gonna try to do

 Viraa: I chuckle to myself as you fall silent after my insults and grimace; it’s her own fault, after all—she should just shut her big mouth. Then the gong sounds; I raise my arms and walk toward you, circling you menacingly and holding my arm high as if challenging you to a showdown, but I swing my hips and aim to kick you in the ribs with a sidekick.

 Amy_Callahan: My eyes keep up with your movements as I look for what your opening move is gonna be. I see your arms up and get ready to close the distance when suddenly your hip swings. Seeing it start, I lunge forward looking to close the distance. Your kick lands but not as hard as it would. I wince in pain for a second before wrapping your your head with my arm, looking for a simple hip toss

 Viraa: I step in, but you’re better than I thought; you take a step forward, leaving me without enough strength. I do hit you, but not the way I’d hoped. Before I know it, my head is pinned under your arm and you throw me over your hip. My light body flies behind you and I land on the mat, shake myself in surprise and grit my teeth against the pain, do a backward roll, and quickly get back up. “Not bad, Marshmallow, but that was just luck.” I don’t want to let my surprise show and walk toward you again, ready to fight.

 Amy_Callahan: The throw works and I hear th thud of your back into the canvas. I stand above you with my hands on my hips. Still you have the nerve to get up and tell me it was all luck. My expression darkens and my hands return to their natural position. Seeing you try to get up and move towards me, I lift my boot, looking to land a big boot straight to your face!

 Viraa: I stand up and run toward you just as you lift your foot to kick me in the face, but it’s not that easy. I drop down in front of you and kick my boot against the knee of your supporting leg, hoping you’ll go down. “Fall on your fat ass, you slut—it probably won’t hurt that much with all that padding,” I growl at you and quickly roll away, pulling myself back to my feet using the rope.

 Amy_Callahan: As I close the distance, I get ready to blast your face but instead, I feel a big impact on my knee. Your huge platform pressed in and pushed me to my back! I land with a full thud, keeping my eyes on you as you get up. My knee is hurting so I take a small while to get back up...

 Viraa: I kick your leg out from under you with my boot, and just as planned, you fall backward and land on your back, writhing like a beetle during an orgasm. I run to the other side, drop into the rope, and swing toward you with momentum. Just as you’re about to sit up, I jump off and aim to slam my leg down on your thick chest with a leg drop.

 Amy_Callahan: Landing down, I watch you running towards me. Your body files through the air and I watch your tiny body get into a seated position. Waiting for the last moment, I roll out of the way and hurry to my feet. As soon as you land on your butt sitting upright, I bounce off the ropes behind you looking to reach down to your neck with a flipping neckbreaker

 Viraa: I jump back to kick you in the chest, but at the last moment you roll to the side, so my kick misses and I land on my butt. I yell out in pain as I strain my back, but you get up faster than I expected and jump at my neck with a neckbreaker. You throw me backward with your heavy body; I fall back, throw my legs up, and lie there dazed, breathing heavily.

 Amy_Callahan: Your neck goes forward and my back hits the canvas. But then yours snaps back. Getting up to my feet, I look at you with a smirk. "Bet you didn't expect that kinda athleticism, did you slut?" Not wanting to ease up on you especially after you little remarks earlier, I kick you to your stomach before sitting down and locking in a camel clutch!

 Viraa: Your neckbreaker sends me crashing backward; I fall to the ground, clutching my head and writhing in pain. Dazed, I squint at you. You get up, come closer, and start talking at me. I don’t understand what you’re saying; I whimper softly, but I see you lift your foot and kick me in the stomach. “Urgggggggggggg,” I groan, clutching my stomach and puffing out my cheeks; my saliva sprays from my mouth, forming a small puddle on the blue mat as I writhe in pain. You try to twist around to apply a camel clutch, but I pull my legs up and try to kick you in the chest, rolling quickly to the side toward the rope.

Amy_Callahan: You groan in pain as my boot stings down hard onto your tight little stomach. As I try to secure my next move though, you start kicking at me! You manage to land one that hits my girls. "Ugggh!" I grunt and stumble back a bit as you scurry like mince you are towards the ropes

 Viraa: I lie on the floor whimpering, cramping from your kick to my stomach, watching as you try to bend down and reach for me. “Get away from me...!!” I scream at you, pull my legs up, and kick out at you, hitting your breasts, and now I have enough distance to break free. I roll away from you toward the rope, grab it, and quickly pull myself to my feet, breathing heavily, my legs trembling.

 Amy_Callahan: Your kick makes me stumble back. My arm covers both of my tits in a reflexive effort to protect them. I look down at them and see that they're fine before focusing back to you. I march forward with an angry pace before reaching to get 3 fistfuls of you hair and attempting to knee your stomach!

 Viraa: I’m breathing heavily as you attack me again, grabbing my hair and pulling my head down. Screaming, I lean toward you; your knee rams into my stomach. Groaning, I buckle and cling to you so I don’t fall, pulling my right knee up to ram it between your legs while trying to slam my forehead into your nose.

 Amy_Callahan: As I grab your head, I feel a huge adrenaline rush after your groans lead you to cling on to me like a desperate little girl. But I fell for it way too soon. Your knee slams into my mound and your headbutt lands perfectly. "Fuck!!" I yell as the force from your attack sends me to my back as I'm holding my crotch. "You...dirty bitch"

 Viraa: "Hahaha....Loser, now it's your turn—your food pouch will be hanging around someone else's neck tonight," I yell at you as you fall onto your back. I jump up the rope to the top, swing toward you, see you still lying there, and jump off with a perfect backflip; my body floats like an angel’s, and I spread my arms, anticipating the impact on your well-padded body.

 Amy_Callahan: I hear your little insults but I can hardly do a thing about it as I fall hard. You get back up to the top rope and you gracefully soar with a moonsault. I can see it but my body can't roll. Instead, I decide to tuck my legs in and point my knees up to act as your crash pad

 Viraa: In mid-air, I see you spread your legs and your pointed knees come toward me. My eyes widen in horror and I have no chance to react; I slam my stomach hard into your knees and my scream is deafening, “Ahhhhhhhrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr”—I roll away from you, writhing, almost fainting from the pain, convulsing on the mat and gasping for air.

 Amy_Callahan: Your scream is like music to my ears. I roll back up to my feet as I stalk your body. "Time for you to know your place once and for all" I announce before I grab your legs under my arms and start to roll you into a Boston crab in the middle of the ring

Viraa: Because of the jump—which, unfortunately, completely missed the mark—I’m so weakened that you have no trouble grabbing my legs and rolling me onto my stomach. I’m still whimpering in pain as you clamp my legs under your arms and put me in a Boston Crab. “Ahhhhhhhhhhhh,” I scream loudly, writhing in your grip; you brutally stretch my back, and I twitch helplessly in your hold. Screaming, I try to grab the rope.

 Amy_Callahan: I wrench the Boston crab hard but your little screams seem to be a bit defiant.Your efforts to crawl away grab my attention as I look back. "Oh no you don't" I remark before standing up, dragging you back, making sure your tits drag in the canvas, and finally lock it back but now I'm even further up your back making the pain even worse! Your back feels like it'll snap as it begs you for relief

Viraa: I scream loudly as you hold me in the Boston Crab; I writhe and reach for the rope, stretching my fingertips, almost there—but just as the rope is right before my eyes, you pull me back, I slide whimpering across the mat, salvation out of reach, and you increase the pressure even more; my feet almost touch my head, I scream in agony, “Ahhhhhhhhhrrrrrrr,” saliva flows from my mouth, and I twitch helplessly in your firm grip.

 Amy_Callahan: The loud screeching sound of your body getting dragged seems only to paralleled in volume with your lovely agonized screams. I have a new submission I want to try on you. I'm not sure what I'll call it yet. But as I look back I can see the pool of your own drool forming under your mouth. You're almost done and now more than ever, it seems like this would put you away. Modifying my grip so I can get you into a Texas Cloverleaf to now not only stretch your back but make sure you feel this in your legs. Once there, I'd sit back all the way until I can place my knee on the back of your head to bend your back to its most unnatural angle, feeling like it'll snap at any second

 Viraa: I’m about to pass out from the pain, throwing my head back violently so that my long blonde hair sweeps across the blue mat. I scream out my agony with my mouth wide open; my saliva pools beneath me, and you can clearly feel my body twitching and convulsing. I’m already raising my hand to strike back when your grip suddenly loosens. Breathing a sigh of relief, I wonder what’s happening now, but my relief doesn’t last long. You cross my feet into a Texas Cloverleaf to increase the pressure on my back even more intensely; now the pain shoots through my legs, stronger than I’ve ever experienced. "Ahhhhhhhhhhh........no.........ahhhhhhhh" I scream, "You sadistic bitch....stop!" I’m almost losing my senses, and I’m still screaming.

 Amy_Callahan: "Oh but yes!!" I yell out as I start to crank the hold even further. "I'll never stop until you tap out! Tell everyone here exactly how much better I am than you!!" I yell out even while you're screaming in pain. My arms don't feel the slightest bit tired and I know I could do this all day...

 Viraa: The pain I’m enduring right now is indescribable; it feels like someone is running a circular saw across my back, all the way down to my legs. I’m convulsing and twitching violently; I want to scream… I’m giving up… stop… I can’t take it anymore... but all that comes out of my mouth is a tortured rattle; my tongue slips out of my mouth and a gush of saliva runs over it onto the mat, then finally the moment comes—my eyes roll back and a liberating unconsciousness takes the agony away from me. I slump limply into your arms.

 Amy_Callahan: I feel your twitching body start to slow down and then it finally goes limp. "Hmph. Dumb bitch should've just tapped out" I remark before letting your legs go as I stand up. I look down on my handiwork, pressing my boot down on the small of your back to make sure my damage is very thorough. After that, I use the same boot to flip you on your side, plant it on your face as the crowd counts the pin. "1...2..."

 Viraa: Pain so intense you wouldn’t wish it on your worst enemy—well, maybe Amy—has finally knocked me out. Unconscious, I hang limply in your arms. You release my legs, and they fall lifelessly onto the mat. Satisfied, you watch me lying on my stomach in front of you, knocked out and defeated. Then you roll my body over with your boot, humiliatingly spread my legs, and the count begins. You grin as you see that I’m no longer moving and that the fight is over. Your boot is pressed against my face.....3..... it’s over, the fight is over. The winner, "Amy Callahan." Applause erupts as I lie unconscious on the mat and you stand triumphantly over me.

 Amy_Callahan: I soak in the applause as I pose with my boot over your face for just another second before finally stepping off of you. Walking to your spread legs, I playfully press down on your mound with my boot. "Maybe next time we could have a bit of fun here" I tease before turning away from you and pretending like I'm kicking dirt on you before leaving the ring, a very satisfied winner~