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Collared_Brooke: I enter the ring at the small independent wrestling event. I accepted an invitation to compete for some Christmas spending money. It's my favorite time of year and as a broke college student I'm always looking for extra money for holiday spending. I answered this challenge for a Christmas bonus, I have been told another has answered as well. Thousands of dollars on the line for the winner, I few hundred dollars for the loser. Just one opponent between me and Christmas dreams. I enter dressed for the occasion. Wearing my red one piece Christmas themed attire. With red fuzzy Santa boots. I enter the ring and head to my corner, waiting to see who else has answered the Christmas challenge

Sheril: I answered an ad for some wrestling with a grand prize of a couple thousand dollars.. thinking to myself I've done that before so it should be fun plus I get Christmas spending money since I like to spoil myself.. I show up at the arena and go to the dressing room.. I strip down out of my shorts and t-shirt before sliding into my cute white one piece with a heart pattern and matching white boots. The holidays are a time of love and I thought the hearts fit the occasion.. they tell me it's time and tell me that only one other girl has signed up.. I let out a nice sigh feeling that makes my night a lot easier.. I stride out to the ring and see your scrawny body standing there.. I start to smile when I see the size difference and I walk up the ring steps slipping between the ropes.. I wave to the crowd and then go to my corner keeping my eyes on you with a slight smile on my face.. I hope this little girl is ready I think to myself..

Collared_Brooke: joy is filling my heart as I dream of all the fun things I can buy for my family, friends, and mostly myself as I think of the prize money. I wait in the corner with a huge smile on my face, then I see a familiar outline in the shadows approaching the ring. You get closer and my smile vanishes from my face. I pull the ref to my side and argue with her. " Not her!!!" I protest, was thinking that my opponent would be some rookie not an experienced pro. I am familiar with this lady. She is a champion and seasoned pro. This is not what I signed up for. You head to your corner and I feign a smile your direction as I head to my corner wondering if I can find a way out of it

Sheril: Slipping between the ropes I see you grab the referee with a worried look on your face.. now that I get a better look at you my smile widens.. I've seen that little body before.. that's when I realize the only thing between me and this prize money is a little girl that I have destroyed easily.. I start to tug on the ropes wanting to get a warm-up sweat going as if I needed it.. "Nice to see you again honey.." I yell across the ring and adjusting my top and slipping my fingers under the fabric between my legs I wait anxiously for the Bell..

Collared_Brooke: I can hear that condescending tone in your voice as you address me. I glare at you with worry and anger reigning over my mind. I watch as you adjust your attire. Pulling at your tights as they hug your shapely body. I have no such issues as my outfit is almost too big. You adjust your top, as I stare at those boobs that probably weigh more than my lower body. I almost begin to pout, having boob envy, but more importantly feeling like you are ruining my perfect Christmas. I let the frustration build and I don't wait to here the bell jingle. I charge across the ring and cock my right arm, lifting it up and aiming it for your chest.

Sheril: Yelling across the ring I can see I got in your head already.. the crowd looks on picking their favorite, obviously me.. the lights showdown on my pale skin as I continue to warm up in my corner.. having dominated you before I know this is going to be a Merry Christmas.. I start going through the Amazon website in my head for a few moments but I have to stay focused.. my dark hair hangs loose over my shoulders when I see you rushing at me.. "This silly bitch" I say to myself watching you rushing at me.. when you get close enough I simply step forward and bringing out my right boot I aim it between your sad excuses for tits trying to let your own momentum do you in..

Collared_Brooke: as I draw closer, my eyes trained on nothing but those tits. My arm raised up and ready to strike. Then I suddenly feel reindeer hooves nailing me in my chest. My upper body doubles over as my chest flies back. The momentum is such that my legs fly back behind me and my face falls forward. Causing me to land on my face before you. I finally hear a bell ring. Although I'm not sure if it's just in my ear. My right hand clutching my chest as I reach out my left hand and attempt to grap your boot

Sheril: OH!! Comes from the fans when my boot impacts your chest.. I step back and smile when you land on your face.. "Damn girl.. I guess you shouldn't have done that huh?" I playfully ask.. the crowd looks on wanting more action and I aim to oblige.. I reach down and my left hand grabs a handful of your hair slowly pulling you up off the canvas.. when I get you up to your knees I turn and wrapping my left arm around your head I shove it to my left side wanting to put you in a side headlock as I press to my feet taking you along with me where I start to squeeze..

Collared_Brooke: I hear the crowd gasp as I realize that fall must have looked as rough as it felt. I feel my scalp burning as you dig into my hair and yank me up to my knees. Then your grip slips to your arm around my neck. I grimace in pain as you squeeze my head. My face pressed into one of those harts on your gear. I lift my arms up and grip your arm. Trying to pry it away from me as I suck for air

Sheril: My right hand grips my left as I press to my feet.. the crowd looks on with their mouths agape and I start to parade you around the ring with your little ass sticking out for the fans.. "She's not going to have a Merry Christmas!" I yell out to the crowd.. squeezing your head I press it up against my now sweaty tit when I ball up my right hand and send 1..2..3 quick punches to your forehead wanting to put on the show for the fans..

Collared_Brooke: I feel like a little kid being paraded around in an embarrassing outfit made by her aunt on Christmas morning. A claw at your arm but it's not enough to move it from your head as you show me off around the ring. I can hear the cell phones click as pictures are taken of my ass, or maybe my face pressed against your boob. I can feel the under boob sweat through the fabric as you grind my face in. Although that is soon the least of my problems as you ball your fist. I see sparkly Christmas lights as the first strikes my skull. Just as the pain shoots through my body 2 more quickly follow. By the third I'm punch drunk, my legs wobbly and my body only being supported by laying against Yours. I look out to the front row of fans and see double as my eyes cross

Sheril: 1,2,3! The crowd counts along as my fist drills your head jolting your skinny body.. my left hand moves to your hair when I feel you leaning against me and I pull you up to your wobbly legs.. "Oh honey I know you've been naughty this year and I'm going to take it out on your ass" I growl at you getting a cheap pop from the fans.. with you dazed I grab your left arm and stepping out to my left I throw your weak body towards the ropes as I square up in the middle of the Ring preparing for you to be propelled back to me..

Collared_Brooke: I'm almost out on my feet as you release the headlock and hold me up by my hair. My body weaving like a flag in the wind as my wobbly legs struggle to support me. The fans laughing as you say I've been naughty. You take hold of my left arm and fire me into the ropes. Your strength giving me full momentum as I rebound and head straight towards you

Sheril: Planting my feet I watch your pathetic body bounce off the ropes back to me.. I step to your left side and my left arm goes across your belly under your tiny tits as the sweat flies off of us.. my right hand grabs my left hand and catching you I let your feet fly up off the mat letting your momentum turn us 90° before I drop us down to the campus going for a sidewalk slam..

Collared_Brooke: I hit your waiting arm hard. Your forearm digging into my stomach just below my tiny tots all aglow. I watch as the arena spins around above me. Our bodies spin around and you drive me down. My body crashes hard into the mat with yours landing partially on top of mine. The impact hard enough that it knocks fuzzies off the trim around my outfit. I open my mouth to let out a scream, but nothing comes out from the lack of air. My head lifts off the mat then crashes back down as I look at the Christmas stare twinkling above me. It's really the ring lights, but to me they are blinking and spinning

Sheril: My thighs and ass jiggle when I hit the canvas.. I toss my hair back as I hear you groaning in pain next to me.. SHERIL SHERIL SHERIL they chant as I continue to control you.. rolling over to my knees I kneel down next to you on your right side.. "You're on the naughty list bitch!" I yell out as I roll you over to your belly and putting my right hand on the back of your head right before I raised my left hand high for the crowd to see.. "Naughty bitch!" I yell as I bring my hand down trying to spank your tiny ass over and over.

Collared_Brooke: the crowd chants your name, though I barely hear it over the ringing in my ears. I grunt in pain as I finally get some of my air back. You get up to your knee and you roll me onto my stomach. The impact from the slam has wedged my tights up a bit and my cheeks are more exposed. Your right hand presses my head into the mat as you rear back your left hand and begin to spank my ass. At first I don't realize what is happening, then I hear the fans laughing and my ass starts to sting. I kick my legs as I squirm beneath you. My ass begins to burn as you spank me over and over. I pound on the mat like a toddler having a tantrum as I kick my arms and legs

Sheril: HA HA HA HA! Echoes around the small arena when the sound of flesh smacking flesh fills the arena.. "This is for being a bad girl!" I yell out as I continue to dominate and embarrass you all for my pleasure.. I press my feet on the canvas and rise up using your hair to peel you off the mat wanting to take you with me.. when I get up I look at the corner and point to it.. getting a cheap pop from the fans I start to rush you towards the corner trying to smash your pretty face to the top turnbuckle..

Collared_Brooke: the fans are having a laugh riot at my expense as you spank my ass. You finally get up and I try to push to my feet as well. As I try to get to my knees I double over and clutch my chest in pain. I bend over with my face to the mat. My rosey red cheeks on display, nearly matching my attire. More laughter and pictures are captured by the crowd until you "help" me to my feet. You drag me by the head and smash my face into the turnbuckle. I hit hard enough to feel the metal behind the pad as I sink down to my knees in the corner

Sheril: Another OHHHH comes from the fans when and the sweat and spit flies when your face slams to the turnbuckle.. I take a step back admiring my work when you drop to your knees.. "You haven't changed at all have you? Still all week and pathetic." I hiss.. moving in on you again both hands go to your hair yanking you up to your feet.. I turn your back to the corner and throw your arms over the top ropes.. THIS IS AWESOME THIS IS AWESOME! Fills the arena and the camera phones flash as the fans witness your destruction.. my left hand pushes up under your chin opening your small chest up.. I hold one finger over my mouth telling the fans to shush... The hall goes silent as I slowly raise my right hand only to slam it back down with a hard slap Aiming it right between your hard nipples that are so obvious under your top..

Collared_Brooke: my head resting against the middle turnbuckle as you take a step back, both admiring your work and remarking how weak I am. You move back toward me and pull me back to my feet. You drape my arms over the top rope, because you know I need the rope assistance to stand at this point. You tell the crowd to quiet and the tiny building goes calm. You can't hear a creature stirring as you rear back your hand. Then your hand comes down with a bound, straight across my chest. The slap echoes through the building, knocking dust from the rafters. Sweat and fuzzies flying off my chest. The crowd gasping and erupting in cheers. The impact lifts my feet off the ground as my back arches across the top rope before I land slumped over in the corner. The exposed part of my chest glowing beet red as I suck for a pain filled breath

Sheril: Another OHHHH echoes in the arena as my hand slaps down already leaving a mark.. my eyes go wide when I see how much of a reaction I get from the rest of your body as you flop like a fish in the corner.. ONE MORE TIME! ONE MORE TIME! They chant.. I take a few steps back almost to center ring lifting up my hands edging on the crowd.. looking back at you with a smile "They want it honey!" I yell out as I quickly approach you again and my left hand goes under your chin as my right hand raises up.. the crowd knows what's coming and starts to roar as I once again send my hand down to your bare skin between your sweaty battered A cups...

Collared_Brooke: it supposed to be the Christmas season and you are supposed to show love to your fellow people. The only love and cheer here is the cheer you are getting for ringing my bell. You move to the center of the ring as the fans cheer on asking for another. I grip the top rope hard, my knuckles white as it's the only thing keeping me on my feet. You move towards me and size me up. Your left hand pushing my head back as you hold me in place. The building goes quiet again. Without you even asking this time. I leave out a pitiful squeak like a mouse as you lower your hand. This one hits harder and louder than the first. The sound of flesh smacking echoes through every inch of the building. The crowd roars in approval as I am again lifted off my feet. I bounce into the corner then spring forward. I land on my hands and knees and take on step to crawl forward. As I do I lose my balance and fall to my stomach, groaning loudly in pain as my chest burns and every breath pains me

Sheril: Again the sweat flies and flashes from the camera phones fill the small arena.. Brushing the hair off my sweaty face I admire my work.. my hard nipples obvious under my heart covered top I smile at you in the corner.. still wanting to put on the show for the fans my left hand grabs a handful of your hair and I slowly lead you out of the corner.. "Come here sweetie" I mockingly say.. walking you a few steps from the corner I drape your left arm over my neck as my left arm goes over yours.. the fans know what's coming when my right hand grabs a handful of your tights.. again they get the phones ready as I pop my hips and trying to take you straight up pointing your feet to the lights for a vertical suplex..

Collared_Brooke: I'm slightly bend over as you lead me to the center of the ring. Again your body supports my wobbly gait. My red ass on display as you grab my tights and hook them. You pop your hips as you lift me into your arms. My feet point straight up and almost hitting the low ceiling. I hang in your arms helpless as I look to the ground as far below me

Sheril: Hoisting your little body in the air.. I keep your feet pointed at the lights showing your pathetic body off to the fans.. "Look at this weak bitch" I shout as I parade you around the ring.. with the crowd cheering me on I grow tired of your sweat dripping down on me.. I give the fans more of a show when I kick my legs out and fall back trying to send you back down to the canvas wanting to hear the ring rumble when you hit..

Collared_Brooke: I get a full tour of the ring and the first few rows as you parade me around the ring. I feel my vision getting blurry as the blood rushes to my head, my face grows red. Matching my outfit, my ass, and my chest. You finally tire of the tour and fall back. I grip onto your attire to try to brace myself for the fall. My fingers digging into the fabric around your boobs. My body hits the mat with a thud. The ring apron bouncing out. My vision goes as white as a snowstorm on impact. I feel a sharp pain for just a second as my body jiggles like a bowl full of jelly. I come to rest with my arms and legs spread, my head hanging to the left with drool running down my cheek

Sheril: Holding you up the crowd roars once again snapping pictures.. I show off my dominance before falling back to the canvas.. feeling your body jolt I roll my jiggling hips to my right while keeping hold of your head and neck.. "Not done yet sweetie!" I whisper in your ear as I continue to roll to my right planting my boots on the mat again.. the fans look on in amazement as a sweat drips down my body and I keep hold of your tights as I hoist your skinny body up and over quicker this time trying to take you over in a second suplex..

Collared_Brooke: my body barely comes to rest as you spin and scoop me up again. I can't even tell if my head is spinning in my mind or not. My confusion is soon answered as you you spin me around. With a snap I'm suplexed again. I crash to the mat so quickly that I land before our sweat. I hit with a thud that rumbles the ring and the arena. Sweat from both my head and your body splashing my face as I grunt in agony. My foggy head unable to process where I'm at

Sheril: Another OHHHH comes from the fans when I snatch you up and over.. I can hear you grunting and groaning each time I move you and it makes my smile widen.. my hard nipples exposed due to each impact makes the camera phones light up the arena once again.. the fans know what's coming as I keep hold of you and once again rolling over and planting my feet I hoist you straight up once again holding you this time.. SHERIL SHERIL SHERIL they chant for me and my exposed nipples before I fall back for a third time letting go and letting your body bounce off the canvas..

Collared_Brooke: I am panting and drooling as you keep me locked in your arms. It almost feels like your grip is tightening. Though that may just be my head and neck throbbing. I hear the fans chatting your name as you roll me over again. My body snapped in the air. I hit the mat for a third time. Spit flying from my mouth, my top slides sideways, nearly exposing my tiny tits. My nipples hard and poking through my top. My red chest on display as a hand print is perfectly visible. You finally release me and I lay on the mat. My legs spread out and twitching. The crotch of my tights dark and a bit moist. My hands lay at my side with my fingers curled. I stare straight up to the lights, expressionless. My eyes open but completely void of life

Sheril: My legs and ass jiggle and my tits pop out of my top when we hit for a third time.. I roll over to one knee watching you bounce before laying to rest on a dirty mat.. "See how naughty you are? Your showing your little titties to the crowd." I say playing with your top and exposing your hard nipples to the cold air.. pressing to my feet I look down at you on your back.. I wipe my dark hair off my sweaty face as I back towards the ropes.. My flesh presses between them as I use them to propel myself back towards you.. my tits bounce much to the delight of the fans I leap off the mat trying to send a big leg drop down across your pathetic chest..

Collared_Brooke: you mock me for being naughty though it's only for your amusement as I out and don't hear a word. I dream of sugarplums dancing as you step back toward the ropes. The ring rumbles under my head as the drool pools and ripples in my mouth. You spring off the rope and bounce towards me. You leap in the air and drive your thigh across my chest. The impact causes my legs to lift off the mat and spring over my head. The sweat splatters as your leg flattens my chest. Causing my top to slide off completely. My exposed chest covered by your leg for now. My legs falling down to the mat as I lay flattened beneath you

Sheril: The crowd erupts when my ample sexy ass hits the mat and jiggles for the crowd. My thick powerful leg slams down on your tiny chest exposing your battered A cups to the crowd.. once again the camera phones light up the small arena at your expense.. I roll my leg off of you and sliding around I lay across your chest.. my hard nipples pressing down on your chest and belly my right hand presses on your left thigh and my left forearm presses on your chin shoving your head to the side.. the referee slides into place.. 1.. 2.. when I suddenly grab your hair yanking you off the canvas and looking at the referee with a look of disbelief as if you kicked out..

Collared_Brooke: my head is pushed to the side as you shift your weight on top of me. Your large tits completely engulfed mine. Your dig your elbow into my face for a sure pin. Then as the ref hits two you jerk my head up. My eyes crossed and drool running down my face as you act like I kicked out. The fans again laughing as you toy with me. Like a shiny new toy on Christmas morning. You are playing me hard until I break. As you lift me, my top rolls off me completely. My tiny a cups fully displayed and my nipples like ice picks

Sheril: Yanking you up gets another pop from the fans.. the referee looks at me and starts shaking her finger but I ignore her.. knowing I'm in total control I look down and playfully slap at your tiny titties twisting your nipples at my leisure.. "Tell Santa you're sorry." I playfully say.. with those words I roll you to your belly and kicking my right leg over to straddle you my left hand sinks into your hair as my right reaches back grabbing your thong yanking it up as I try to ride you around the ring adding more insult to injury..

Collared_Brooke: I'm sitting in my mother's lap eating Christmas cookies when suddenly that all disappears. The sting from getting slapped in my tits wakes me back to my reality. "I'm sorry for being a bad girl Santa I reply though I still am not 100% with it. You then roll me over to my stomach. You wedge my tights between my ass and I spring up to my hands and knees. I try to crawl around the ring to escape you. I hear the fans laughing once again as Mrs Santa has turned me into a reindeer. My body collapsed about halfway through the ring as my weak and beaten body can't support our weight. My red ass cheeks jiggle as I fall to the mat beneath You

Collared_Brooke: I rise up to your feet as you pose above me. The fans erupting and cheering your name. Those cheers drown out my cries if agony as I roll to my back between your legs. I look up to you as your sweat drips down and lands on my face and my exposed boobs. The streak glistening my nipples as you leap in the air. The ring bouncing as you hop up. My body lifting a half inch off the mat and it meets your thighs and ass. You crush me into the mat as your ass lands on my chest. I gasp for air that isn't coming as I crumble to the ring. My eyes feeling like they are going to bulge from my face yr

Collared_Brooke: my legs kick from reflex as your ass crushes my upper body. You adjust your top as you use me as a seat. Then you slide your amazing ass up my chest. The collective sweat from each of use making it easy as you slide into place. Your ass finally coming to rest on my head. My face buried in your ample ass, my nose pressed against the moist fabric on your tights. I have been gasping for air a large portion of this fight. Now it's completely cut off. I squirm my legs very weakly as I try to buck out from beneath you. My squirming just serves to pull me deeper into your smother box. My hands push on your thighs a bit as I try to pry you off. Even at full strength I probably wouldn't accomplish this. At my weakened state I can't budge you. My arms suddenly fall limp to my sides. My legs drop lifeless to the mat. My head falls limp and tilts more into your left cheek as drool pools between your cheeks and is absorbed by your heart covered bottoms

Collared_Brooke: not only am I smothered out under your ass, my drool over myself. The combination nearly drowning me as I'm being smothered. As you lean forward to drip sweat onto my head your weight shifts. I large river off drool releases to the mat as I leave out a laborer breath that sounds like a snore. You adjust yourself back onto my face and fondle my tits. Making my nipples hard by instinct alone. The ref checks my arms. Each time they fall to the may lifeless. Finally on the 3 rd time she calls for the bell. My body totally limp and beaten

Collared_Brooke: pictures snap like crazy as my hand hits the mat for the third time. You pose and grind your ass to drive home the point as you are declared the winner. The only positive for me, my face won't be in any of those humiliating pictures. Although my red exposed chest will be. You finally rise off me and get to your feet. Leaving out a ho ho ho, then stomping on my chest as the final ho, just in case anyone missed the reference. The stomp wakes me up as I grunt in pain. My face covered in sweat and the faint funk of ass surrounding me as I wallow in agony on the mat