Thunder & Lightning vs Love & Lust: Strip Smother Collar Chaos

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Still irked by the circumstances of this match, Storm showed little mercy to her opponent as she hoisted him up and over her shoulder, before slamming him down hard. The muscular woman poured her considerable strength into the German suplex, creating a huge crash as she drove Jamie into the canvas.

She left him ass-up for a few seconds, contenting herself that she could probably have pinned this femboy right now, if it were that kind of match. For better or worse, though, it wasn’t. She would need to strip him nude and smother him out, before claiming the fall.

Storm let Jamie crumple to the mat, and clambered back upright. She looked down at the black-haired boy with a sneer.

“What were you sayin’? ‘Tastefully thick’??” Storm was over him now, standing astride his body, facing his feet.

“I’ll show you fucking tasteful…” she growled, giving her ass a couple of theatrical slaps, before kicking out her legs and dropping down hard, looking to land a heavy butt-drop straight onto Jamie’s upturned face!!

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Unfortunately for Jamie, it seemed that his comment about Storm's weight class had earned him some extra special treatment, in the form of a brutal german suplex to the mat that left him folded up on the canvas, ass pointed up in the air as he gazed at the lights. Certainly not the best thing he had ever talked himself into, and while it wasn't the worst, it was definitely approaching that side of the spectrum, something he could have considered a bit more had his wits not been absolutely scrambled. It didn't seem that they were going to get much better in the following moments, as while he was still recollecting himself and slowly unfurling on the mat, the big Scotswoman would move to stand over him, sneering down at him while once again reciting his own words back to him.

"It was... supposed to be... a compliment..." Jamie groaned from the canvas, slowly shifting his body to try and ease the ache that ran through it, hoping that he could buy himself a few extra seconds. As it turned out, he could not. Storm would suddenly move to stand over him, hovering just above his face, and as reached back and gave her thick ass a few hard smacks, his eyes would grow wide, the writing on the wall for what came next!

"Wait, wa- MMMPH!" Jamie's protests were cut short when Storm, as many were waiting for, would suddenly kick her legs out from underneath herself, her heavyweight frame dropping flush, ass-first, onto Jamie's face! If he had been buried deep in her rear end before thanks to Lyssa, that would soon become nothing when compared to how smothered he was now, face wedged deep in Storm's ass! Even through the lycra of her pants, Jamie was completely hidden, body twitching following the drop, as his legs slowly shifted against the mat, hands weakly coming up to grasp at Storm's wide hips!

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The ring juddered violently as Storm brought her not-inconsiderable weight down on Jamie, dishing out a brutal butt-drop that elicited a gasp from some of the fans. This seedy smother match had already seem multiple stinkfacings, and a reverse facesit was hardly unexpected, but the ferocity in which Storm had dropped her booty down onto Jamie was still quite startling.

The brunette woman could feel her hapless opponent’s face forced deep into her lycra-clad cheeks. Bludgeoned and buried, he was not having a good match so far, and Storm was happy to stay in situe for a few long moments, as she savoured the femboy’s discomfort. She looked supremely dominant, derriere in place on poor Jamie in a textbook reverse facesit. Storm’s previously-stern features lightened as she allowed herself a smile at her success, and exchanged a smirking grin with Lyssa at the apron.

“Okay… I bet you’re regretting this now, aren’t you, boy? What were the stipulations again? Strip then smother. Hmm, suppose that means I need to remove those boots of yours, and this ridiculous thong…”

Storm pulled back the elastic on Jamie’s bottoms and let them snap back painfully, as she played with her victim.

“Okay, boots first then, pal,” she muttered, reaching forwards to grab Jamie’s ankles. She would move to slip the boots off the floored wrestler’s feet; the action would probably give Jamie a bit more room to breathe, but Storm was unconcerned at this point, contemptuous as she was of her opponent’s ability to fight back.

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The moment that Storm had positioned herself above Jamie, standing with her feet spread on either side of his head and her thick ass looming over him, the effeminate male wrestler was well aware of what was coming, but had no way to stop it! And so before he could find a way to get out of the impact zone, Storm would kick her legs out and drop down, landing her plump ass flush on his face, Jamie's body shaking from the impact, limbs rising slightly before they fell to the mat, leaving him limp underneath the Scot! The aftermath would see Jamie's body barely moving, his hands grasping at Storm's wide thighs as she remained planted on his face, her round rear end completely obscuring his face, burying him in booty while she got comfortable.

For his part, Jamie could scarcely hear the musings of Storm as she sat atop him, but the words that he did make out certainly didn't bode well, as it became clear that given the stipulations, she was considering how best to remove him of his clothes! The tugging on his thong supported this, but fortunately, Storm simply let it snap against his hip and stay in place, as she instead opted to go for a different target, leaning forwards to reach for his boots! The movement would allow him only a bit more leeway, as Storm's ass would raise up enough for him to see once more, though his nose and mouth were still hidden beneath her cheeks!

However, having at least one of his senses restored offered Jamie a chance to ground himself, and so as Storm yanked off his boots, he would collect himself, waiting until she had just pulled his second boot free of his foot! And then, he struck!

"Mmmph!" With a grunt into the ass resting on his face, Jamie would suddenly swing one of his now de-booted feet upwards, looking to throw a kick up and into the side of Storm's head, aiming right for her temple! And if the strike struck home, his hands would both get a firm grip on her cheeks, before he'd shove hard, looking to unseat her from her position atop his face and get free!

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Leaning forward, Storm yanked off one of Jamie’s boots, then the other, tossing them aside disdainfully. She allowed herself a smirk at the other wrestler’s predicament; slammed, sat on, and now stripped to nothing but a pink thong.

Her moment of triumph was rudely interrupted, though. Jamie possessed more awareness than Storm had given him credit for, by taking the opportunity to fire a kick into her head.

The blow was a glancing one, but coupled with an unexpected push at her hips, was enough to unbalance Storm. The brunette moaned in frustration as she was knocked from her throne, sprawling sideways onto the canvas.

She balled her fist and thumped the canvas angrily, before hauling herself upright. Based on what she’d seen so far, this femboy was just prolonging his inevitable defeat, so she wasn’t too hurried in her movements.

“Oh, you want a bit more pain before you pass out? That can be arranged,” she growled. Storm would make a grab for Jamie, looking to whip him into the corner as soon as she had the chance.

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For all his attempts to placate the brunette, Storm seemed to be pleased by nothing other than the utter destruction of the two male wrestlers, as Jamie was finding out at this very moment, the heavyweight going to work stripping him as she sat on his face. So, with the possibility of charming her seemingly a dead end, Jamie decided that it might be time to get a little rougher with the Scotswoman to get her off of his face, starting with a sudden and sharp kick aimed at her temple, his now bare foot hitting her hard in the side of the head! The blow put her off balance, and with his hands coming up and pushing hard on her rear, Storm was knocked off of the raven haired male, rolling to the side and finally allowing Jamie a moment to breathe, as he recovered some much needed air!

He was still in the process of getting that air back when Storm collected herself, a thud on the canvas from her fist indicating that she was moving once more, and was likely none too happy about the method he had used to get her off. That meant that she was back on him before he could pick himself up, reaching down and grabbing hold of Jamie in order to haul him up to his feet, clearly bent on getting back in control. But with her movements slightly on the slower side, Jamie would have enough time to realize it was happening, and as Storm hauled him up, he thought fast on how to get out of this predicament!

"No... I think I've had enough pain for right now!" Jamie grunted, as he suddenly moved to grab hold of Storm's arm, the same one she was using to keep hold of him, before attempting to yank the heavyweight in as she attempted to whip him towards the corner, before leaping up! In one swift motion, he'd attempt to throw his legs up and around her neck, as he dropped to his back with Storm now captured in a triangle armbar!

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"Of course, it'd be rude of me not to give back what I've got, right?" Jamie taunted, as he attempted to bring Storm down to her knees, wrapping his legs tight and wrenching down on her limb, both straining her arm and beginning to choke her with his legs, made all the more humiliating by his considerable state of undress!

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Storm, feeling supremely confident, was already putting some thought into how she planned to torment these losers post-match. The Scotswoman was still trying to make a name for herself as a heel, so it would need to be something creatively horrible, that’d make others think twice before taking her and Lyssa on.

With her mind elsewhere as she executed the routine whip, Jamie’s reversal caught her flat-footed.

“Wh-aggh-MPHH!!” Storm yelped and spluttered. The surprise was both painful and unpleasant, as she unexpectedly found her leading arm captured, pulled down to her knees, and her face buried in Jamie’s crotch!

“Mpghh… you…” the brunette snarled, seething as she tried to squirm free of the horrible hold. Jamie was locked on quite competently, though, and from her kneeling position she couldn’t make much headway. All her struggles served to do was scrub her face further into her opponent’s groin, much to her chagrin!

Pain was coursing up her arm, as she listened to jeers from the crowd, enjoying this reversal at her expense.

Quivering with cold anger, Storm steeled herself and resolved to act.

Gritting her teeth, she tried to pull away from the hold. This put pressure on her neck, but gave her space to breathe, and to plant a foot back on the mat. She would blindly reach down and try to grab Jamie’s forearms.

“Nghhh…” With a grunt of effort, Storm would try to grip Jamie’s body and stand partially upright. The show of strength was agonising for her spine, but she did her best to push through, trying to lift her smaller foe off the mat as cleanly as she could, before slamming him down again in an awkward powerbomb, hoping to break his hold.

Regardless of whether it worked or not, the effort of the move, plus the time she had spent with a face full of crotch, would leave Storm quite red and flustered.

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After taking several big moves in a row from Storm and escaping a suffocating facesit, Jamie was in a position where he needed something big to turn the tides against the bigger wrestler, or else he was going to find himself utterly flattened underneath her! And while being laid out and smothered by Storm might not have sounded like the worst thing in the world, he was quite sure that she wouldn't be very kind about it, and he wasn't about to just lay down and hand her a victory either way! That meant that as she yanked him up to his feet, grabbing hold of him to look for an irish whip, the effeminate male would suddenly use her own grip against her, as he snagged her arm in return, and suddenly swung his legs up! All at once, Jamie would manage to get his lower body wrapped around her neck, bringing her down with him as he locked her in a triangle choke!

The position would both leave Storm low on air, as Jamie's legs circled around her neck and applied a very strong and steady pressure, as well as making sure his groin was pressed against her face, his manhood rubbing up against her facial features! The big brunette was certainly not pleased by his reversal, but as Jamie squeezed hard on her head, he would shift his hips upwards into her face, while he gripped tight on her trapped limb, the heavyweight forced now to be the one thinking of a counter!

"What's wrong... falling in love down there?" If his earlier comments had bothered Storm, that one was sure to send her into a rage. It didn't matter, however, as she was already trying to work on a counter, building a base before she attempted to lift herself up. But Jamie was none too interested in staying around for the slam she was attempting to work on!

"Well, I hate to tear you away, but..." Jamie would suddenly drop his triangle all at once, and as Storm was still looking to rise, he'd suddenly plant his boots on her shoulders and kick hard, looking to give her the release she wanted, as well as throwing her backwards! Jamie would use the momentum to roll backwards, looking to spring back up to his feet, before suddenly turning! He wasn't looking to pursue any kind of advantage, but to rush towards his corner, reaching out and slapping Angel's extended hand, tagging his partner back into the match!

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“MHGRR!!” Storm gave a muffled growl of protest as Jamie teased her about ‘falling in love’ with the faceful of crotch she was subjected to in the painful triangle choke. She was so looking forward to slamming this cocky boy-brat down to the mat, and she summoned all her strength to lift him up…

...only for that effort to be wasted, as Jamie cut his losses and kicked her in the head. The surprised Storm staggered back, blinking. The kick had not been a hard one – Jamie had been stripped of his boots, after all, so the blow was barefoot. Storm was still disoriented, though; taken aback by her smaller opponent’s skilful change of pace. Before she could react, he was already scampering away for the tag.

On another day, Storm might have appreciated the canny ring management her opponent had displayed. But she’d come here to administer a beatdown, and finding her prey was slipping out of her grasp was frustrating. And although she hadn’t suffered the same level of stinkfacing that both Lyssa and Jamie had endured, the crotch to the face had irked her considerably. In short, Storm was still angry, and her aggression was unsated.

“Where are you going, you prick?” she spat. Giving in to her rage, she ran full tilt toward Jamie. With the black-haired boy in the corner, making the tag, Storm raised her leg, hoping to nail him with a running Big Boot and send him crashing into the corner.

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Delivering a swift boot to Storm as the big Scotswoman attempted to haul him off of the canvas, Jamie would successfully send her stumbling backwards, buying himself enough time to roll over and push himself up, quickly scampering towards his corner! He had spent more than enough time with an angry Storm, and given that despite the choke, she was still trying to muscle him up, it was a clear indicator that the raven haired male would need some help before they were able to bring her down. Fortunately for him, he would reach his corner soon, extending an arm and slapping Angel's hand, tagging in his blonde partner, all before Storm was able to stop him from doing so.

She wasn't quite done with him, however. The sudden shout from across the ring was enough to get the attention of both men, as Storm soon charged towards them, aiming specifically for Jamie as she raised up a foot and tried to blast him with a big boot! With Angel sliding out of the way, Jamie would duck underneath the leg of the heavyweight as she swung for him, rolling underneath the leg of his opponent to leave her missing him and swinging her leg towards the ropes instead. And this gave the pair an opportunity!

"Oh, you're coming to us? So considerate of you!" Jamie smirked from behind Storm, before rushing forwards and wrapping his arms around her waist! Before she could fully remove herself from their corner, Jamie would look to hold her in place, as the newly tagged Angel, still on the outside, scampered up the ropes, scaling up to the top turnbuckle and perching atop it, looking down at Storm with a smile on his face!

"Pucker up Storm!" Angel called with a smile, before the blonde, having already lost his bottoms earlier, would leap towards Storm and look to come down crotch-first onto her face, before riding her all the way to the mat and landing on top of her with a senton to flatten her!