Down and Dirty- Jess vs Izwack!

[SubtleRoar]

*It had been an awfully long time since Jess had laced her boots up for an official match on the law circuit, but she was eternally grateful for the opportunity to remind everyone that she was the toughest bull in the pen!* "They need a refresher on who tha best in this pathetic business is? I'll be delighted to put a whippin on anybody!" *After dawning her traditional wrestling ensemble, cowskin-patterned chaps and muddy boots clinging to her ankles and all, Jess carried the hollowed out skull she would inevitably drape overtop of her head under her arm, treading down the hallway while causing groups of rookies to scatter in dread from her presence alone. As she approached the obsidian wall, Jess couldn't help but smirk at what would transpire once she emerged.*

"Well, time to make my entrance~" *Covering up her alabaster face, Jess divided the slit in the curtains with her towering frame, all the while the audience gave her a deluge of hisses and jeers!* "Aaaah, music to mah ears~" *She nonchalantly uttered to herself, casually ambling down the ramp while responding by sending the audience her two favorite fingers on each, individual hand, only causing the detestation to be magnified ten fold!*

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*Finally reaching the metallic staircase, Jess stepped over the top rope, planting her massive foot against the ring before removing her ceremonial helmet and sliding it near the outskirts of the arena.* "Now then, lemme see who wants to get a mudhole stomped in them tonight~" *Not having done any research prior to tonight, Jess reached her designated corner while waiting for her opponent to arrive.*

[DirtyLucha]

This was the first opportunity that Izwack had been given to step into a match in the big leagues, and he wasn't going to waste any time in making sure that EVERYONE knew what he was all about! He was the champion among champions! The undisputed best competitor in the business, the best that there ever would be! And yet, having watched his opponents introduction, the organizers had put him up against some useless girl?! "HA! It's almost like they want me to have an easy win for my first match! Not like every win isn't easy for me, but being put up against some useless hunk of boob meat just makes things that much simpler!"

With his music swelling Izwack burst onto the scene with a... Relatively lukewarm reception. No matter! They hadn't learnt just how amazing he was yet, so he'd just demonstrate it to them! On his way down to the squared circle he flexed his puny arms and struck numerous poses, as per the norm the only thing that really stood out about him being the dirt which so tightly clung to him and his accompanying attire.

Nude/Ring Attire

With much more effort than was required from most competitors the short boy jumped up and clambered inside of the squared circle, stumbling up onto his feet so that he could face his foe head on! "Listen up bitch! Lay down and let me pin you and this will be infinitely more easy on you!" Izwack confidently demanded, pointing down at the canvas as he relayed his order.

[SubtleRoar]

*Now, Jess didn't consider herself to be the brightest individual, but she had grown acclimated to a certain par of quality in regards to wrestling ability and aptitude, and just from the initial impression the pipsqueak strutting down to the ring gave her, the curvaceous cowgirl automatically knew she was in for an effortless victory. However, that almost instantly changed once she heard his adorable little voice demand that she comply with his order of conceding on the spot, coaxing out a hardy* "Aheukheuk!" *As she waved him away.*

"My my, ain't you just the most ADORABLE little thang that ever crawled out from backstage!" *With her mind games being temporarily postponed in exchange for her southern-fried accent, she approached the tyrannical pipsqueak , arms outstretched with her lips pursed.* "C'mere and lemme give you a big, long hug tah make you feel welcome!"

*Almost as if she had deliberately planned it, the bell immediately rang with a resounding* "Clang clang clang!" *While Jess was already in the process of executing her initial move!* "Yer gonna love this~" *She sensually whispered, her tone dripping with allure as she wrapped her alabaster arms around his hips for a firm squeeze!*

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[DirtyLucha]

"I AM NOT ADORABLE! I am the pinnacle of masculinity you foul faced wench! I'll give you ONE more chance to comply with my orders before I humiliate you in a manner you WON'T recover from!" The panty masked fighter growled out in earnest, standing his ground with the utmost confidence, even as the much larger woman made her approach, apparently under the impression that he was as untouchable as he made himself out to be.

Him being indestructible however, was quickly dispelled, as the immobile boy was scooped up in Jess's muscular arms within an instant! Leaving him helplessly pushing against her and thrashing with all of his might! Which was... Not very much might at all in all honesty, if any.

Helpless and stuck Izwack did his best to headbutt Jess, trying to bite at her like a restrained dog but not being able to get much done. That singular sensual whisper all that was required to get his unimpressive erection out at full force. "LET ME GO HARPY! YOU'RE UGLY AND I'M NOT INTERESTED! I'M NOOOT!"

[SubtleRoar]

"Nngghh...yer such a wily little thang aincha?" *While most of the individuals she snuggled up against would typically comply for a moment to cherish the feeling, it appeared as though this masked irritant wasn't too keen on remaining sedentary for long, even going so far as to lash out at her with his razor sharp teeth!* "Yeesh, y'all really need an attitude adjustment, doncha?"

*Reeling herself backwards while keeping a singular hand against his shoulder, she transitioned her palm to against his throat, the noise almost making a comically loud* "Squeak!" *As she elevated his feet off the ground, hoisting him towards the ceiling while the audience applauded her public display of physical dominance!*

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"Ugly?!" *She retorted with a facetiously shocked look upon her face.* "Well, yer stiffy down here begs tah differ!" *She indicates with her opposite hand's index finger, just before slamming him into the ground for a monstrous chokeslam!*

[DirtyLucha]

Relentless in his attempts to escape Izwack went on in the defiant and agitated kicking of his little legs. "I'll attitude adjustment in your mouth in a minute you big whore!" The puny competitor spat, the actual intention behind his threat unclear even to him, but it was a threat he intended to pull off nonetheless!

Soon dangled helplessly with only the need for one hand the panty masked luchador never stopped persisting with his flailing and kicking, continuing to make threats even though he was in absolutely zero position to do so. "Last chance! Put me down or I'll fucking show you a WORLD of hurt!"

Who exactly would be shown a world of hurt soon becoming clear as Jess practically baseball pitched the much smaller fighter downwards and directly into the canvas below! The entire mat shaking as Izwack himself made an awkward gasp/yelping noise, his minuscule form bouncing aggressively before coming to rest on his back, somewhat sedated as he stared up at the bright lights above.

[SubtleRoar]

*As the satisfaction of hearing the pipsqueak's body collapsing against the ground with a audible* "HWUMP!" *Was enough to send tremors of insatiable pleasure throughout the crimson giantesses body, Jess couldn't help but spot Izwack's engorged erection protruding vertically through the slit in his trunks. Never the type to turn away the possibility of pleasing a man, regardless of how insufferable they may be, she sauntered towards his prostrated body and slammed the platform of her boot into his gut to reinforce her dominance!*

"Now, just hold perfectly still and lemme take care of ya~" *Untying the knot at the top of her boot, Jess slipped her petite, scarlet-toed foot out while her opposite leg pinned the little hellion down, stretching her toes out as the refreshing breeze wafted against it.* "Aaaah, that feels nice..." *She shot Izwack a voracious grin* "But not as nice as what I'm gunna do next~"

*Casually trailing the length of his shaft with her now bare foot, Jess bent her big toe against the top of his mushroom, gingerly pressing down against it while chuckling at his constant wriggling.* "Lemme hear yah squeal like a piggy~" *She continued sexually stimulating the feckless shrimp, cherishing this moment far more than any sane person should!*

[DirtyLucha]

While Izwack most probably wouldn't have been getting up on his own terms anytime soon anyway, him remaining on the canvas was further assured when Jess so elegantly stomped her big boot down onto his stomach! Causing him to once more bounce off against the mat with a pained yowl of disapproval, spewing some saliva out into his improvised underwear mask in the process!

"Mmmf! Heeeehh...!" The luchador whined as he made a pitiful attempt to remove his opponents boot from it's position, slapping at it with the palms of his hands in-between trying to get a good hold on it to straight up lift it off, neither of which were successful in the slightest as Jess was far too heavy for him to push up.

Once things began getting somewhat more sensual however, Izwack froze up for a moment, face flushing red as his already weak attempts to lift the foot from his gut became that much more pathetic. "N-No! Hey! You can't! That's! Uhhhuuuff!" He protested for only a few moments, only to freeze up once more, rod twitching as his hips buckled, shooting a warm load into his trunks with minimal sexual contact!

[SubtleRoar]

*Considered an expert in her field of seduction, Jess was about to enhance the rate of speed at which her toe swirled around Izwack's tip before suddenly, he had already reached the pinnacle of sexual satisfaction, leaving the astonished cowgirl to marvel at the miniature spectacle right in front of her eyes!*

"Gosh, that didn't take yah too long~" *Feeling as though her work was done, Jess knelt down before attempting to caress and cuddle the humiliated soul, before an odiferous stench encroached into her nostrils, causing her face to twist and distort into a confused pantomime!* "Yeeeesh! Were ya'll raised on a farm er somethin?" *Jess paused for a lingering second, trying to formulate what she'd say next.* "Cuz, if yah were, that makes two of us~"

*While possessing enough power within a solitary arm to easily overtake the diminutive rookie right then and there, she chose to continue woman-handling and coddling her vertically inferior prey, something she indulged in whenever victory was all but guaranteed!*

[DirtyLucha]

Still rather spent after being brought to climax within the blink of an eye Izwack was putty in Jess's hands (or more so than he already was) when she decided that she wanted to do a bit of post-orgasm cuddling! Assisting her in coming nose to nose with the male wrestlers complete and utter lack of personal hygiene!

"Yeah... I know you were raised on a farm... Because you're a goddamn cow! GET OFF ME BOVINE!" Izwack screeched out, recuperating from the previous trunk blast at least enough so that he was able to talk some more shit and spark up a bit more of a struggle, not like it would do much to help him get what he wanted.

With a few girly slaps and a couple attempts to scratch Jess with his fingernails, the panty clad fighter made a bid for freedom! Still under the impression that he was the one in control of this fight!