Oscar Orelash VS. Amy Gardner- Size doesn't matter (For DarlingDucky)

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While Oscar was busy getting air back into his lungs, the Barbarian Prince suddenly felt Amy grip his legs and flip him over onto his stomach. Oh dear... Oscar already had an idea of what was about to happen to him. Amy would prove Oscar's worries valid as dropped her rear onto his back and locked in a sharpshooter- causing Oscar to cry out in pain and tightly grip the canvas! The ref would slide in and do their job, asking if Oscar wanted to submit. With eyes tightly shut and through gritted teeth, Oscar responded with a hearty "NO!" before starting to drag himself across the ring toward the nearest set of ropes.

Oscar usually had a clever trick that he had for getting out of submissions like this one- but alas, it was better reserved for Boston crabs than sharpshooters. Oscar was going to have to suck it up and deal with the old fashioned way- because there was no hecking way he planned on submitting anytime soon!

[ADarlingDucky]

After flooring Oscar and crushing the air out of him at the same time, Amy had bought herself enough time to get up and circle around to where his legs lay on the mat, grabbing hold of them and securing them in her grip as she set him up for the sharpshooter! And once she had the hold applied, she'd simply step over Oscar and turn him onto his stomach, before sitting down on his back, the brunette wrenching back hard on his lower body to strain him to his limit, applying the submission hold expertly on her victim! Oscar let out a pained cry, but Amy only pulled harder on his legs, leaning backwards to put as much possible pressure on his back as she could, letting him pry at the mat below her!

"Nnngh! Just stay... right there!" Amy groaned as she attempted to put even more pressure on the hold to stop Oscar from crawling forwards along the mat, trying to make his trip as arduous as possible! Amy was adamant that she'd hold the submission for as long as possible, and so it was up to Oscar to either make it to the ropes, or what Amy hoped would happen, that she'd do too much damage and he'd be forced to submit!

[MappleMan7]

Oscar's cries of agony grew louder and louder as Amy increased the pressure of the sharpshooter tenfold- doing her best to keep Oscar anchored where he was. However, Oscar prided himself on one thing- and that in all his wrestling career he has NEVER submitted in a match. The pain Amy was putting on Oscar was excruciating but every time the ref asked him if he wanted to submit, the response was always answered with a stubborn "NO!!". To the cheers of many fans in the crowd, Oscar continued to drag himself across the canvas- inching closer and closer to the ropes despite feeling like his body was going to snap in two. What only was a few feet was starting to feel like miles and miles of canvas... but Oscar pressed on- lunging forward to try and grab onto the rope and signal a rope break!

[ADarlingDucky]

Continuing to keep pressure on Oscar's back, Amy would lean backwards as Oscar struggled towards the edge of the ring underneath her, letting him exhaust as much of his energy as he needed to in order to get to the ropes, with Amy trying to force a submission from him before that happened! Unfortunately for Amy, however, she wouldn't manage to get anything under than an angry refusal to give up, before the muscled man finally managed to crawl all the way over to the ropes and grab hold of them! The referee quickly moved in, and Amy would be forced to release her submission hold, dropping Oscar's legs back down to the mat with a thud as she stood back up, stepping away from her downed opponent to give him some space!

"Alright... then I'll just have to take you down some other way! Come on Oscar!" Amy teased, moving back towards the center of the ring and waiting for Oscar to rise once more, hoping that he'd still be moving slow from the pain in his back! The brunette would wait nearby, hoping that when he rose she'd be able to capitalize and try to keep the momentum moving on her side!

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Oscar was relieved when Amy was forced to release the hold- but he still had lingering pains to deal with now. Using a hand to clutch his back, Oscar used the ropes to help himself slowly get to his feet as he looked over at Amy- quickly stretching his back to work out some of the pins and needles before addressing Amy's quipping.

"I'm starting to think I need to banter more. Apologies if I've seemed like no fun- but if you think I'm going down that easily then you're sorely mistaken!"

Oscar grinned at Amy, accepting her challenge as he continued his way to his feet. The pain might be hindering him and Amy may have had control of most of the match, but Oscar refused to let that drag him down. Much like the fire he spewed in his entrance, his fire continued to burn bright!

[ADarlingDucky]

Once Oscar had managed to get ahold of the ropes and secure his freedom from the submission, with Amy allowing him to stand over to the side and watch as he would rise back up, waiting for a prime opportunity to jump on him, and once he was up, the time was nigh! As Oscar would stand and turn around to respond to Amy's talk, the busty brunette would charge forwards and swing her arm up to slam it into the muscled man's large chest, hitting him with a clubbing lariat that would bounce him off of the ropes! But instead of letting him fall or stumble away, Amy would attempt to reach out and grab hold of his hand before he fell, which would give her the leverage to turn and swing Oscar around!

"And I'm starting to think I need to keep you too breathless to talk!" Amy chirped, before she'd turn and attempt to irish whip him into the corner, looking to throw him against the turnbuckles as hard as she could!

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Oscar would throw his arms up to shield himself as Amy charged at him, blocking her lariat attempt. Still trying to find his footing, however, the blow still sent Oscar back to the ropes- rebounding off of them before feeling a grip on his hand. Before he could respond, Oscar was Irish whipped into a turnbuckle and fell on his butt with a groan.

"Urgh... you're one to talk with how chatty you've been!"

Oscar managed a chuckle, despite the position he was in. Already he was trying to use the ropes to stand back up- but the awkward angle was making it a wee bit tricky!

[ADarlingDucky]

After managing to land a lariat that was partially blocked by Oscar, Amy did succeed in grabbing hold of his arm before she would whip him into the corner of the ring, sending the big man running before he would slam against the post behind him, slowly sinking down! Oscar managed to give a quip as he sunk down, but it was clear that he was in trouble, short on breath and seated in the corner, a dangerous position to be in, and especially dangerous against a woman like Amy, given her training with Ducky! And sure enough, the brunette would walk over to the seated man, giving him a quick push with her foot to sit him back down as he attempted to rise, before she would turn around, gripping the waistband of her pants!

"Don't worry, this'll make sure you won't be that chatty!" Amy teased, before pulling the back of her pants down, exposing her massive ass, clad in only a tiny thong completely hidden between her cheeks! With her pale asscheeks exposed and jiggling tantalizingly in front of Oscar, Amy would grip the ropes to either side, before sitting down on the muscled man's face, burying him between her cheeks as she dished out an incredibly thorough stinkface!

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It was at this particular moment that Oscar was reminded of something very important as Amy pushed him back down into a sitting position. Something the Barbarian Prince did his best to be wary about going into the match as Amy turned around and lowered her pants just enough for her rear to show...

Amy learned from Ducky Williams.

Ducky Williams was famous for a certain style of move in wrestling.

And those moves? They were stinkfaces.

As Amy's entire ass became visible to Oscar, the young man's eyes widened in horror as he tried pushing himself backward- only pressing into the turnbuckle further. Before Amy could bury Oscar's head into her cheeks, the Barbarian Prince would take a deep breath as quickly as he could before his opponents badonkadonk swallowed him whole. While Oscar was in an extremely hazardous position, he at least managed to save himself some air as his deeply blushing face held his breath as Amy took a seat on his soft freckled face- his hands grabbing at Amy's thighs as he could only endure the stinkface at the moment!

[ADarlingDucky]

Once Amy's pants were lowered, massive pale cheeks out and exposed, her thick behind wouldn't wait for very long before it was firmly parked on Oscar's face, Amy gripping the ropes and shoving her hips backwards to completely bury her male opponent! She soon began to grind her hips this way and that, left and right and up and down all in equal measure, making sure that every single inch of Oscar's face was graced with Amy's jiggling buttcheeks, making sure that her stinkface was as thorough as possible! Oscar's weak pawing at her thighs did nothing to get her away from him, and so Amy was allowed to continue on as long as she liked, which probably wasn't that good for Oscar!

"Well, you seem like you're enjoying yourself! I hope you don't mind if I take a bit of a rest!" As Amy said this, her movements would suddenly cease and she'd simply sit down on Oscar's face, really burying him now and cutting off his air! It would become plenty obvious now that Amy had no plans on moving, and that if Oscar didn't find a way out, she'd be plenty content to knock him out underneath her hefty ass!