Hardwood Vs The World...and a really big Bitch

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Hardwood Hunks

The Hardwood Hunks were busy at work fixing up their new private locker room. If the guys were gonna take over this place then they had to get a proper HQ. So with Van writing their team name on the door, Romeo taking out all the trash they found inside, and the rest of the guys unpacking their stuff, the squad had seemly accomplished their goal. That is until some lady with a microphone came in along with a camera man to find out what was going on. (And to record it to sell as entertainment)

“Hello, Hardwoods. Can you tell us what exactly is going on here?” She asked, holding the mic in front of Marco.

“What’s it look like we’re doing? We’re fixing up our new locker room. Now if you don’t mind, get out. You’re trespassing miss.” he explained before they all started pointing at the door and waving her off.

“I’m sorry, your new locker room? This is the coed locker room on the second floor…” the interviewer replied, followed by a brief silence until Max cut her off while she was speaking.

“…Uh… no. It WAS the coed locker room. Now it’s OUR locker room. Hardwood Hunks only baby. And since you’re not hard, don’t got no wood, and are definitely no hunk, that makes you…a trespassing. So…bye.” The blonde stud explained before Brad started talking too.

“Yeah! There’s like fifty locker rooms around here! If you ask me…that’s like…42 many locker rooms. So give us one of the eight! Fuck yeah!” The muscle brained hunk said followed by another silence.

“Ok…no more speaking lines for you, Brad. As for you, it’s time to go. Come on come on. Oooouuuttt!” Marci would say to his teammate before once again telling the woman to get out. This time they even did so by force as they started to shove them out when someone came bursting through the door

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Aksinya Valerievna Tolstaya

While this was happening, Aksinya was helping herself to the cornucopia that was the catering that LAW provides its talent. Management had yet to find a match for the former Olympic wrestler, much to her disappointment. But she stuck around backstage anyway, just in case anyone on the card required a replacement for whatever reason. And who knows, maybe she could find some action on her own.

She certainly had a lot of eyes on her. Being the mountain of woman that she is, wearing as little as she is, it was inevitable. Too bad there weren't any wrestlers in the crowd. In her younger days, she would've picked someone out -- maybe two or even three someones -- and passed her time with them. Menopause certainly hadn't killed her drive, but she her urges weren't that strong anymore. She found sex to always be better with wrestlers anyway.

After washing everything down with a tall, cold bottle of water, she was on her way to find something that would relieve her boredom. Back to the very locker room that had been taken over just minutes after she'd left it. When she returned, it was to the sight of a little (in comparison to herself, anyway) brown-haired man in red wrestling trunks writing something on the door: Hardwood Hunks. Young boys looking to make a name for themselves.

A smile crept across her lips as she approached. It was nice to have a name to the men she had to thank.

When the brunet saw her coming, he did something that she had to commend him for: Most others would just get out of the way. But him? He put himself directly between her and his buddies, who she could hear going on to an interviewer about trespassing.

A lift of the massive tree trunk that was her leg, a push forward with her booted foot, and just like that, they were about to have another "trespasser" on their hands.

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The men would be surprised to find Van barreling through the door as they tried to get the interviewers out. The man had been kicked by a towering amazon of a woman. She looked well over six feet tall. Maybe even seven. So seeing that they had an intruder…no an invader on their hands, the hunks would group up behind their fallen brother and confront giant bitch together.

“The fuck do you think you’re doing?” Marco shouted out at the woman while Brad helped Van back up on his feet.

“You think you can just throw around one of the hunks and not pay the price? Who do you think you are?” He growled, with Max cracking his knuckles behind him as if he getting ready for the fight. “You good man? Fucking hell lady! You saw the door right? HARDWOOD HUNKS. This is our locker room lady…so how about you apologize to our bro here before we have to make an example out of you?” He would say, first asking Van if he was alright before yelling back at the woman, demanding an apology for the man she'd just punted. As the four of them stood against the one giant woman, it seemed inevitable that a fight would break out. They were short one hunk, though, as Romeo was still going to dump out the trash they found in the lockers. But while they were down a man, the former pornstars still had a 4 on 1 advantage.

However, before they could continue further, the woman would walk up next to Aksinya and began to question her.

“Hello, Miss Aksinya. I watched you at the olympics. Big fan! If you don’t mind me asking, what brings you here?” The woman asked as she held up the microphone but could barely reach that high. The camera man recording the group of erotic entertainers standing before the colossal woman as they teetered on the brink of an all out way with each other. The only thing standing between them being the small, cute woman trying to conduct an interview at the same time.

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Aksinya stepped inside and took stock: A group of five, all of them being very well-built. More than she anticipated, but The Mastodon had certainly found the action that she was looking for. Maybe she was biting off more than she could chew, but hey, nobody ever gets anywhere in life without taking risks.

She casted a flippant smile at them as the guy with the darker spiky hair did his figurative beating of his chest and the other three who were still on their feet started squaring up. The cute little lady with the microphone stepped in between them before she could respond. That act alone confirmed what Aksinya had heard about her.

"It really is true." Her audacity got a lighthearted chuckle out of the Russian. "Sawako Edamitsu really is the bravest interviewer out there!" And an approving pat on the back. "You have a war getting ready to start, and you're stepping right in the middle of it to get your scoop! To answer your question, I'm here to do what that guy thinks he's doing." She pointed at Romeo. "These young boys came here looking for a fight, so I'm here to answer the challenge and take out the trash."

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Romeo had walked in with the now empty trash can under his arm as the guys confronted the massive mastodon that had invaded their new locker room. Everyone was ready to throw down as the interviewer girl got between them. Clearly willing to risk getting run over to do her job. The big woman seemed to like this as she patted the smaller reporter on the back and called her brave. However, as she pointed at Romeo and claimed she was here to take out the trash like he was, the men finally had enough of her.

“You think you can call us trash? Bitch what’re you 80? Someone should have thrown your old ass in the dump a long time ago!” Marco would shout at Aksinya.

Screw off you fucking gorilla! I recognize your name from one of these lockers I emptied out. How about I do you a favor and toss you out with the rest of your shit?!” Romeo added as he threw the trash bin aside and raised his fists for a brawl. But before he could act Max would walk forward and shove the interviewer Sawako aside as she yelped.

“Fuck that! I call dibs on this big bitch!” The blonde haired punk would say as he made the interviewer fall on her ass. Then walking up to the mastodon, Max would try to put the towering woman in her place by bitch slapping her face. His arrogance convincing him this wasn’t going to get his ass beat into the ground as he swung at Aksinya.

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The bullies had left her a small window to talk after the spiky-haired brunet talked about throwing her out. Fat chance. But Aksinya wouldn't use the opportunity. The sight of the blond brute pushing the innocent Sawako to the floor had her expression shift from irreverent to serious. She'd come in expecting a brawl that she could have some fun with, but that changed things. It was going to be all about teaching them some manners now.

The cameraman started creating some distance between himself and this gathering of big, angry athletes, his only delay being helping Sawako onto her feet as she scrambled to do the same. Both would get themselves out of immediate bowling over range, but neither would leave. A testament to...their dedication to the job, or their stupidity, as some would call it? The next few moments would no doubt be telling.

A slap rang out through the room and left a stinging red mark on Aksinya's cheek. The man didn't have an ounce of apprehension in him as he let that one loose, like putting his hands on a non-competitor wasn't already a fighting offense. Guys like him never do when their buddies are right there.

She knew that even someone of her size and strength had a good chance of being brought down facing these odds, so she returned fire with her guaranteed match ender: The good old Punch to the face.

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The guys would all cheer Max on as he slapped the big woman. Watching the blond punk flex proudly, they were acting as if David had just dropped Goliath as they roared. However, Aksinya wasn't someone they could afford to underestimate. A lesson the hunks learned quickly as the towering woman gave Max a punch to the face as he was showing off. The blow immediately dropped Max on his back like a sack of bricks. Seeing this, the hunks immediately went into action. Van, having been floored himself by the woman, went to check on the blonde guy. As he did that, the rest of the men would confront Aksinya.

"Oh you're dead now beefy!" Brad would shout at the woman as he rushed her. The big gun of the hunks would try to overpower Aksinya as he charged her at her. his face burying itself in her breasts as tried to push her towards the locker room wall. Brad was trying to pin the woman to the wall for the other guys to start pounding, but the block head wasn't going to be able to force a woman like this back so easily. Romeo and Marco would watch Brad attack the woman as they waiting for the opening. They would would be right behind him, planning to swarm and overwhelm the mastodon with a flurry of punches should Brad overpower, or be overpowered by the taller woman.

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And away, the Sandman took him. The extra beefy one with the peach fuzz was on her as fast as his buddy dropped. Aksinya would normally just stand as still as a statue and see what the guy can do, but this was a three, looking at four-on-one. To her surprise, he didn't make the obvious move of going low, taking on head on like a sumo wrestler instead. He's still a dick -- and lucky that this wasn't around twenty years ago, with where his face ended up -- but gumption like that merited some respect, at least.

She bent her knees and parted her legs just past her shoulders' length. One in a lead position, the other set back with both feet planted to put the brakes on. Peach Fuzz still managed to push her back some, though, eliciting a quick "well, I'll be" chuckle out of her. The Mastodon had one hand gripping the back of his neck, pulling his head into her buxom, with the other on his shoulder. When he could finally push her no further, she'd wrench his head back, slipping the hand on his shoulder up to his throat and squeezing tight.

After tossing his arm over her shoulder, she'd lift him up high, placing her other hand on his lower back to ensure that the coming impact would be spread over the maximum amount of surface are possible,

BOOM.

That's two of them out of this fight. And she got to her feet just in time to get punched in the face by the two men that remained untouched. And coming from fellow powerhouses, they were blows that she needed to turtle up against. But of course, with the both of them working together, there were some getting through anyway. Testing her ribs here. Slamming into her forehead there. Pushing her back.

And yet she smiled. Situations like these pushed her further than most one-on-ones. Times like these gave her a real fight!

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Brad would groan out into the woman's tits as he struggled against the mastodon. The big bitch was strong that was for sure. Even her size alone was hard for the bulky hunk to drive backwards. And while he did force her back some, eventually Aksinya would stand her ground. Halting Brad's progress as he simply pushed against her like she was some immovable brick wall while continuing to bury his face in between her breasts. While the woman seem slightly impressed by his strength, this wouldn't earn Brad any mercy when the mastodon finally grabbed him by the throat and lifted him in the air. The bulky hunk would flail around as she was taken off his feet, only to be slammed back down by the woman with a monstrous chokeslam. His body going limp upon impact with the floor! Leaving Marco and Romeo to deal with the woman on their own.

To their credit, the men were giving her a beating as they swarmed her with fists. Aksinya would begin to block their punches as they pushed her back. "Fucking bitch! We're gonna tie up up as our sandbag!!" Marco shouted as at the big woman. "Eat it, you big ass punch slut!" Romeo would add as he tried to his fist at her mouth. As they tried to force the mastodon back against the wall, the men would try adding strikes such a kicks to her abs and chops across her huge rack as they attacked the woman. Looking to get any advantage over Aksinya that they could in order to take down the giant amazon in front of them.