A prince and his knight; a royal rivalry underway: Tore Hensen vs Felix Argyle

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Felix grunted as his big booty found not Tore's back, but instead the flat mat. "Owie!" He groaned leaning forward a bit and rubbing his behind to relieve the tension. He was so focused on the immediate pain that he did not think about where Tore was at this point, allowing Tore to connect the kick to the back of Felix's head sending him face down on the mat.

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Tore not wanting to waste any time hoping Felix was disoriented from the shining wizard as he drags Felix a little more towards the middle of the ring and attempted to lock in the ankle lock once again! Knowing if he does Felix is gonna have to tap if he doesn't want anything broken!

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Felix was still a little dazed as Tore dragged him to the center of the ring. However, once he sat down in front of the catboy, Felix knew what was coming and knew he had to avoid it. "Nyo!" He shouted as he lifting his legs up high over his head and away from Tore's reach, before he quickly rolled back onto his feet. He then turned around and tried to throw his big ass right at Tore's face while his opponent was still seated.

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After Felix managed to escape the ankle lock or at least avoid again for now he managed to roll away as suddenly his ass of doom was coming towards Tore's face once again! Suddenly it was like a weird hip attack just without the turnbuckle as he was knocked on the mat looking up at the lights for now

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Felix looks at the downed Tore behind him. "Looks like this will be an easy win for Ferri-chan!" He cheered, turning his huge panty-clad butt towards Tore and slapping it a few times. Then he dropped his big rump onto Tore once again, trying to lock up his arms as he did before.

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"Mmmphhh.." Tore muffled as Felix sat on his face again, but unlike before Felix couldn't get his arms locked in as he used his momentum to get in a roll up position officially on top of Felix now as he wedgied his bikini to get a better hold of the roll up! "1..2.."! Would Tore pick up the fall?

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"NHey!" Felix yelped as he felt Tore roll him up before he could lock up his arms again. Felix found himself folded up into a ball with the back of his neck against the mat. He tried to unroll himself, but before he could, Tore grabed onto him. Worse let, Tore gave him painful wedgie ridding the panties far up his butt crack. The pain was too much, leaving Felix helpless as the ref counted "3!" giving Tore the second point.

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Tore smirked as he heard the referee count to three as he quickly got off of him and stood next to the down Felix "Maybe that'll teach you to stop sticking that big butt in my face...it's a wrestling match overall and I've grown tired of it..you might wanna pick that wedgie out of your crack.." Tore said simply starting to laugh a little at Felix glad there was something he finally managed to get him to think

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Felix kept himself curled up in a ball even after being let go. He waited for Tore to finish his little mocking comment before he suddenly grasped the mat with his hands and proceeded to kip up, aiming himself so his feet were aimed at Tore hoping to land a kick on him.

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Tore wasn't paying too much attention as he thought it was odd that Felix kept himself up in a ball as he kicked up knocking him hard on his ass against the ropes as he groaned being dizzy as he sat on the mat against the ropes