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Goddess_Faith: decides to get bold, walking over and climbing up into the ring. Her 5'8" 135lbs 36D-24-35 tanned and toned body barely contained in her hot red bikini and mid-calf red wrestling boots. She leans back against one of the ring corners, casually fluffing her long golden mane loosely behind her shoulders, and waits for someone brave enough to join her...
SkinnybitchAditi: I take a deep breath before nervously climbing through the ropes, nearly tripping over the middle one before finally making it into the ring. Standing at just 5’0” and 97 lbs, my tiny frame in a simple blue sports bra, matching shorts and blue wrestling boots looks almost laughable across from your much taller body. I awkwardly clear my throat and point at myself with a sheepish grin. “Uh… Aditi… from India… 5’0”… 97 pounds… 32B-22-31…” I mumble like I’m reading off an embarrassing introduction before raising my tiny fists. “Well… I’m already here… so I guess let’s see how badly this goes….for you I mean” I say with an awkward smile as I cautiously step toward the middle of the ring.
Goddess_Faith: purrs
Goddess_Faith: (one has to wonder why someone 5'0" tall wouldn't just step through the middle and bottom ropes...guess you're that nervous giggles )
Goddess_Faith: watches someone bold but short step forward and nearly faceplant on the way inside the ring. She eyes you up and down (takes all of 2 seconds, mind...)and then hears you speak. She appears dumbfounded, but you insist on calling her out, your lil fists raised as you non-verbally dare her to meet you in the center of the ring. She shrugs and presses out of her corner....taking one exaggerated long step forward, showing off her greater leg length, simple mind games before we finally face off in the dead center of the ring. Staring down into your eyes, she raises her own fists... Ding Ding lil one...let's see whatcha got!
SkinnybitchAditi: I gulp as we meet in the middle, craning my neck higher… and higher… just to keep eye contact. “Wow… they really do grow ‘em different up there, huh?” I squeak before shaking my head. “Nope! Too late to run now!” I slap both my cheeks with my palms, let out the least intimidating battle cry imaginable “YAAAH… ” and suddenly burst forward. Pumping my little legs as fast as they can carry me, I leap off my left foot and swing a sharp overhand chop straight toward the center of your chest, trying to visualise me causing great damage to you, cuz visualising is manifesting and manifesting works…more often then not!!!
Goddess_Faith: watches you seem to struggle to meet her gaze, and then you appear to back away some. Little does she realize that it is to give you a running start to try and leap and fire your skinny arm down towards her perfect chest. Her guard already in place, her hands merely open to block and try to grab around that wrist, hoping to jerk upon it to pull you off balance, perhaps even before you land, and send you to your knees...and thus...even lower next to/beneath her...with that arm suddenly in trouble.
SkinnybitchAditi: I barely have time to register your hand shooting up before my wrist is caught cleanly in your grip. “Ah… okay, maybe charging straight at you wasn’t my brightest idea…” I mutter with a nervous laugh as you give my arm a firm yank. My momentum carries me forward anyway, forcing me to stumble awkwardly before dropping to one knee at your feet to keep from falling flat on my face. I wince as my trapped arm is stretched out between us and glance up at you with an hesitant smile. “Well… this isn’t exactly where I wanted to end up.” Taking a steadying breath, I plant my free hand on the mat and try to twist my wrist and pivot around your side…
Brooke_Williams: Ohhh, seeing Faith destroy Aditi is going to make my weekend
Goddess_Faith: holds firmly onto your lil wrist as you try to talk cleverly to earn sympathy. You then try to use your speed and stubbornness to twist your wrist in her grip and move around to her side. She turns to follow you so that you stay in front of her. Her left hand holding your wrist as her right hand tries to reach down for a fistful of hair to gain more control over your motion and positioning. The more you resist, the more it hurts...didn't anyone tell you that yet?
SkinnybitchAditi: I hiss as your fingers bury themselves in my hair before I can duck away. “Ah…okay, okay… got it…” I wince, instinctively rising onto my toes as you take control of my head. My trapped wrist in one hand and my hair in the other leave me awkwardly following wherever you decide to pull me, my smaller frame stumbling after each tug. I can’t help but let out a nervous laugh despite myself, though every little pull reminds me just how easily you can move me around. I keep trying to pry at your wrist with my free hand and brace my footing, but for the moment Im clearly at your mercy, forced to shuffle wherever you choose to drag me.
Goddess_Faith: does indeed use both grips to force you to your feet, loving the feel of control so early in the match. You did a cute lil run to start this match off...let's see you do it again! Her hand releasing your hair as she moves it to your back, and twists her body around to pull at your wrist and Irish Whip you towards the ring ropes, her right hand pushing at your back for added force!
SkinnybitchAditi: I stumble as you sling me across the ring, my boots pounding against the canvas while I fight to regain my balance. “W..Whoa… this is faster than I expected!” I yelp, hitting the ropes chest first before they spring me right back toward you. With nowhere else to go, I grit my teeth and commit, turning around and sprinting straight back in your direction… I swing my right arm out as hard as I can, throwing a running clothesline toward your upper chest….hoping the momentum from the rebound can make up for everything I lack in size and strength.
Goddess_Faith: watches you hit the ropes with your chest, the force of the whip too much for you to be able to turn in time, but you catch yourself and turn after the rebound (Cute trick) to try and run at her with a clothesline attempt! The Irish Whip seems to have sent you for a loop if you think that arm can catch her upper chest so easily...but she moves to lean down real low to duck her head under your raised and extended arm. Her own arms reaching out to catch your running lil body around the waist, hoping to absorb your remaining momentum, her shoulder potentially taking some of the wind from you on impact, as she hopes to try and press back upright, and lift you up off of your feet with her!
SkinnybitchAditi: My arm slices through nothing but air as you disappear underneath it. Before I can even think about stopping, I feel your arms wrap tightly around my waist and all the momentum Id built works against me instead. “Oof!” Your shoulder drives into my stomach, forcing the breath from my lungs as my boots skid across the canvas for a second before leaving it entirely. My eyes go wide as I instinctively grab at your shoulders, my tiny frame squirming in your grasp but getting nowhere. Dangling helplessly against your body, I kick my feet uselessly trying to find the ground that I was standing on just a few moments ago…
Goddess_Faith: holds you high off of the canvas, opting to parade you around like this, like a squirmy ragdoll... Your kicking legs giving her the opportunity that she seeks as she moves to hoist you up just that lil bit higher before dropping forward to one knee, with intent to have those legs splayed and that crotch come crashing down upon her outstretched knee/thigh in a brutal Inverted Atomic Drop (with intent to let you fall after impact)
SkinnybitchAditi: My eyes widen as you effortlessly carry me around the ring, my hands pushing uselessly against your shoulders while my legs kick at empty air. “H..Hey… put me down already!” I protest..my cheeks burning red with shame. A split second later the world drops out from beneath me….“GHKKK!” I cry out as you drive me down across your raised knee, the impact jolting through my poor kitty and lower body before my entire frame bounces upward from the force. My face contorts in pain as I crumple off your knee…collapsing onto the canvas in a heap. Curling onto my side with one hand cupped around my aching crotch , I let out a weak groan, my legs drawing up as I struggle to catch my breath after the crushing inverted atomic drop.
Goddess_Faith: watches you recoil and fall to the mat, covering up from the savage impact of your lil cunt smashing down upon her firm thigh/bent knee. She remains kneeling long enough to grab you by the hair, showing no mercy, as she presses up to both feet and moves to drag your lil body across the mat towards the ring ropes.
SkinnybitchAditi: I let out a pained groan, still trying to recover from the impact, when a sharp tug on my hair jerks my head back. “Ahhh…wa..wait!!” I gasp, instinctively reaching up to your wrist, but my protest does little to slow you down. My smaller body slides helplessly across the canvas like a mop as you drag me toward the ropes leaving me wincing as I’m hauled across the ring with ease.
Goddess_Faith: drags you over to the ropes by your hair, truly ragdoll treatment at this point. She moves to lay you out in a position where you are down on your back, parallel to the ropes. She releases your hair and grabs for the top rope for balance as she brings her right leg up and moves to stomp her boot down firmly into your wide open tummy!
SkinnybitchAditi: I groan as you drag me into position by my hair, my body flopping across the canvas before I end up flat on my back beside the ropes. My tiny tits rises and falls quickly as I blink up at the lights, still dazed from everything that’s happened. Through blurred vision I see you steady yourself on the top rope…I breathe, instinctively bringing my hands toward my stomach a second too late. Your boot crashes down square into my exposed concave small belly with a heavy thud forcing every bit of air from my lungs. My back arches off the mat before I crumple beneath your foot, both hands clutching desperately at your boot as my legs kick weakly against the canvas, my smaller body pinned in place while I struggle just to breathe under the pressure.
Goddess_Faith: ponders lifting her other boot, seeing if your lil body could take her full 135lbs weight! For the time being tho, she's happy to just grind and twist her boot against your tummy while your hands paw and tug futilely against her ankle. You okay down there?? Her eyes staring down into yours, but where she might otherwise offer a hint of sympathy, she just has this cocky almost domineering look on her face.
SkinnybitchAditi: I gasp sharply as your boot twists against my stomach, my fingers wrapped around your ankle more out of instinct than any real hope of moving it. Every grind forces another strained breath from me, my smaller frame pinned helplessly beneath you. I meet your eyes for a moment,hoping to find even a hint of mercy, but your smug expression tells me everything I need to know. I let out a shaky laugh through the pain. “You…uggh.. really enjoy this part, dont you?” I manage between breaths..my confidence fading with every passing second. My legs shift weakly beneath me as I try to bridge my hips and push your boot away with both hands, but the effort barely budges you, leaving me wincing as I slowly realize just how outmatched and outsized I am….
Goddess_Faith: finally eases up as you ask her a question through your anguish. Releasing the rope, she once again leans down to sink her fingers into your hair; her face even closer to yours now as her eyes almost stare THROUGH your own. Ohhh, I have not yet begun to truly enjoy myself...that might be coming NEXT!!! She yanks sharply at your hair when she all-but-spits out the word "next", some incidental spittle actually leaving her lips and landing on your face, as she pulls you closer and works to drag your injured lil body back up onto your feet once more.
SkinnybitchAditi: I barely manage to draw a full breath before your fingers are back in my hair. “Ahhhh!” I wince as my head is jerked upward, my hands immediately grabbing at your wrist without slowing you in the slightest. Your face fills my vision, close enough that I can feel your breath, and your words send a nervous shiver down my spine. The sharp yank on the word “next” tears another pained gasp from me, as I catch a few stray droplets on my nose and eyes... “uggghhh!!” I wince closing my eyes in disgust. My aching legs struggle to cooperate as I'm forced upright by my hair once again… I keep one hand on your wrist and the other lightly against your forearm…trying to steady myself…leaning towards you to ease the pain in my scalp
Goddess_Faith: turns, showing no slowing down or mercy as you struggle on your feet, moving to drag you along (but not against, I'm not a monster...ish!) the ropes towards the ring corner. Her free hand grabbing for one of your arms that's holding on practically for dear life, and to ease the burn on your scalp, as she turns her body and moves to use her double grip to spin you around and force your back roughly into the turnbuckles; instinctively making sure your arms hang over the top rope on either side.
SkinnybitchAditi: I stumble after you, still led by my hair, my sore stomach making every step slower than the last. “Easy… easy…pleaseee” I mutter, though you clearly have no intention of being gentle. Before I can brace myself, you seize my other arm and suddenly spin me around, driving my back into the turnbuckles with a dull thud that knocks another grunt from my lips. “Ugh!” My arms are forced up and draped over the top rope on either side before I can pull them back, stretching my tiny frame out against the corner. I instinctively rise onto my tiptoes as the ropes hold my arms high, my shoulders pulled and my back pressed firmly into the padding…..
Goddess_Faith: gets you hooked up, almost hanging like a cute lil Indian punching bag! She now takes her time with her prey...her new toy. She brings her hand up to cup your chin and force you to look her in the eyes again. Her other hand reaching down to trail her fingers along your softened tummy as she moans passionately before all-but-screaming in your face. NOW...I'm going to have my fun... She declares, following up on your earlier suggestion, before shoving your face aside and taking a step back. Her eyes roaming over your heaving tiny tits in your top to the too-tempting target a few inches lower. Her fist balling, she only waits to savour this moment.
SkinnybitchAditi: I flinch as your hand forces my chin up, my shoulders already aching from being stretched over the top rope. When you suddenly scream in my face, I squeeze my eyes shut and wince, instinctively shrinking back even though the turnbuckles leave me nowhere to go. “P…Please… have mercy….” I stammer, my voice trembling as I shake my head. “You’ve already made your point… I…I realise I am no match for a big strong Canadian like you Goddess!!” My breathing grows quicker as I watch you take a step back and slowly clench your fist, realizing exactly where your attention is focused. I swallow hard and tug weakly against the ropes, my boots scraping the canvas as I rise onto my toes again, this time ij fear and anticipation of the damage coming in
Goddess_Faith: remembers that bizarre battle cry you all but started this match with. She lets a sly grin cross her lips as she rears back, soaking in your fear of what's coming as she lets out a primal scream of her own! Her right arm driving forward, fist clenched, flying towards its target...but, at the very very last moment, she pulls back on the power, her fist barely taps and brushes against your abs...
SkinnybitchAditi: I squeeze my eyes shut the instant you let out that roar, every muscle in my body tensing as I brace for the crushing punch I know is about to land. “Ouchh nooo!” I gasp, instinctively holding my breath as your fist comes hurtling toward my stomach. Then… almost nothing. Your knuckles barely brush my abs before stopping. I slowly crack one eye open, feeling the lightest touch instead of the devastating impact Id spent the last few seconds dreading. A long, shaky breath escapes my lips as my shoulders sag in relief. “Huff puff” I laugh nervously, still trembling. “I think… the waiting hurt more than that did…” I admit..
Goddess_Faith: is in close for the "impact" of her fist against your tummy. Watching the realization and relief wash over you as you. She giggles at your words. You DID ask me to have mercy, right?? I mean...it won't last, but... She doesn't offer much more warning than those carefully chosen words, her left fist comes forward to strike your unsuspecting stomach...not looking to dig in on the impact (this time), just landing solidly enough to remind you that you are hers to do with as she pleases.
SkinnybitchAditi: I let out a shaky breath, still trying to calm my nerves after your first feint, and even manage the faintest, hopeful smile. “S..See…? Maybe you’re not so ba…” My words are cut off as your other fist suddenly drives into my stomach without warning. “Ughh!” The solid hit folds me forward into your arm…a sharp gasp escaping my lips. My eyes squeeze shut and I instinctively tense my stomach, letting out a strained groan as I hang there on the ropes. I slowly look back up at you, breathing unevenly. “…Okay,” I mutter weakly, forcing a pained smile “That… definitely HURT” My hands clutch the top ropes for support, my body still stretched in the corner as I try to steady my breathing, realizing your promise of “mercy” had only lasted exactly as long as you said it would.
Goddess_Faith: lets the darker shade of red over the crotch of her bikini bottoms tell the story of whether she really is having fun now or not. She tries her best to offer a half-frown when you admit to having been hurt by that blow. The best she can offer is more of a look of mock sympathy. Awww...you didn't expect to get hurt in a wrestling ring?? She steps in closer, her hands now open and gripping the top rope on either side of you. Then THIS is going to really suck! She declares, another warning of the next attack that you have no way of preventing or defending against! She pulls down on the top rope strands as her knee thrusts up hard between your parted thighs! Intending another blow to your still sore sex, while also lifting your smaller body up off of the ropes in the process, to help you finally drop back to the mat on your ass in the corner.
SkinnybitchAditi: I wince at the mock sympathy, barely managing to catch my breath before you surge forward again. “Ahh!” Your knee drives into my burning kitty, lifting me easily enough to pull me off the ropes before I crumple down into the corner on my ass with a dull thud. I cup my hands on my kitty, coughing as I try to recover, a tear forming around the corner of my eye, my legs splayed out in front of me while I blink up at you, clearly stunned and struggling to get back to my feet….”Uggghhh!!!”
Goddess_Faith: takes a half-step back to let you drop into her desired position. And now... she turns her back to you, like you aren't worthy of concern or consideration after such a brutal attack. ...for the piece de resistance... she mimes kicking non-existent dirt back at you as her boots drag at the mat while she taunts you, before finally proceeding to go to the ring corner to your right (for context, if Aditi is down in her own corner, this would be a neutral corner). Turning, she observes your state, your head positioning, waiting for just the right moment...before she comes charging back towards you! She only turns her body at the last moment before reaching you to smash her toned ass back into your unguarded face/head!
SkinnybitchAditi: I barely manage to lift my head from the corner, my vision still swimming as I try to figure out where you have gone. The sound of your boots pounding across the canvas makes my eyes widen, but my battered body refuses to react in time. “N…Nooo!” I gasp, seeing your toned ass getting bigger and bigger in slow motion as it nears me only for you to crash flush into my face with a heavy THUD! My head snaps back against the turnbuckles before my body slumps forward. My arms fall limp at my sides, my eyes glaze over, and I collapse sideways onto the canvas without a twitch , completely knocked out from brutal impact from your perfection of an ass!!!
Goddess_Faith: knew this moment had to come, sooner or later...she had to put you out of your evident misery! Her ass taking a few moments to enjoy its new position, as she wiggles and grinds it against your unknowing face. Taking great delight in this dominant show of violence and cunning. She sighs, reluctantly drawing away and leaning down to grab at your ankles to drag you out and away from the corner towards the center of the ring. Guess we have to make this official, huh? She seems to take odd delight in asking you a question that you couldn't possibly be aware of nor able to respond.
SkinnybitchAditi: My face just lays as a canvas to paint your art on with your majestic ass! You grind and wiggle on me, using me as you will. My body hangs completely limp as you hook my ankles and drag me away from the corner, my arms trailing across the canvas without any resistance. My head rolls from side to side with each pull, my eyes closed and my breathing slow but steady, offering no sign that I can hear your taunt. Hauled into the middle of the ring, I lie flat on my back, still unconscious after the running ass attack, utterly unable to defend myself or even respond back
Goddess_Faith: gets to position her new plaything as she likes to end this match properly. She spreads your legs wide and lays them out on the mat that way, teasingly giving your wounded womanhood a lil slap before she steps around to your side. She bends over, giving the fans a good look at the ass your face got to experience in more ways than one. Grabbing your wrists to put one of your hands over each of your breasts as if you are cupping them in your slumber. She steps further around to your head, kneeling down on your splayed hair on the mat, facing your body to watch it just lay there as she looks down at your cute little nose. Gawww, that nose, I just wanna tweak it! OOO! Ohhh, that's be really really mean of me, buuut... Looks around, shrugs, and ever so gently presses a lone fingertip atop the tip of your nose. Onnnnnne... Twwwwoooooo...
SkinnybitchAditi: My unconscious body barely reacts as you slap my destroyed kitty. You show your magnificent ass and your perfect figure to the crowd and pin me down in the most humiliating manner there is. Your hand slaps the mat beside my motionless body. “One…” My arms remain folded across my humble breasts where you’ve placed them, my body completely limp. “Two…” There’s still no response, no kick out attempt, not even a twitch.
Goddess_Faith: is readying to finally count 3, but her finger...it slips! She accidentally breaks her own pin! She gasps and looks at the sweat and also the spittle from earlier and grumbles. Slippery when wet...of course, OOO! That gives me an idea!!! MUCH more fitting... She stares down at your closed eyes. I knew you'd agree! She presses back up to her feet and circles around you to stand between your widespread legs, planting her right boot over your hammered honeypot, teasingly pressing and grinding on occasion like it's a gas pedal. Her arms raised in a double 💪💪 as she counts loud and fast. ONE! TWO! annnnnd THREE!!! Looks down at your face again Better luck next time...and there WILL be a next time, you're too much fun!
SkinnybitchAditi: My unconscious body doesn’t react as your boot rests on my defeated pussy in a show of victory. “One!… Two!… Three!” The bell rings through the arena as you raise your arms in celebration. I remain motionless on the canvas confirming your decisive victory.
SkinnybitchAditi: END
Published: 5 days ago, viewed 44 times.
Brooke Williams
4 days agoTwo of the best writers doing what they do best. I have been waiting for these two to cross paths. The results did not disappoint. Great job by you both. And I am never going to not enjoy seeing Aditi getting her ass kicked. And nobody looks better kicking ass than Faith. I am going to read this match over and over. I am going to use my influence to submit this match for Story of the Week. What a great squash that made me tingle in all the right places.
SkinnybitchAditi
4 days ago(In reply to this)
Thank you Brooke!! As mentioned by Goddess Faith, this means a lot coming from a 2x SOTW winner such as yourself. Alright I am done being nice to you now!! Don't get used to it!!
Goddess Faith
4 days ago(In reply to this)
Coming from a gifted and talented 2-time Story of the Week winner, this is a magnificent review and reflection of the work shared above.
Thank you, Brooke! Maybe you and I should try again soon? ;-)
Brooke Williams
4 days ago(In reply to this)
Thank you for that, I am still recovering from our last meeting. However I am not going to back down from the challenge