Ryan Knight vs Peach Cake - Belief

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Peach was in for it now, few could go in the ring against Ryan and not have to endure a giant swing. His upper body very much lived up to the moniker of Paragon with his six pack abs among other things, so him being able to take a downed opponent and just simply swing them around wasn't far fetched. Ryan's biceps tensed as he prepared to take the princess on a whirlwind trip here, the Rebelling Paragon gritted his teeth and held fast to his intents here tonight. As much as the crowd admonished the once noble lad one couldn't deny that the giant swing was still an impressive move to behold and witness. In fact the crowd would even begin chanting the numbers of times Ryan took Peach around and around and around!

"ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT! NINE! TEN! ELEVEN! TWELVE!" each yell being done after Ryan spun Peach around and let gravity be a cruel mistress to both. Though Ryan knew for a fact Peach was the one being taken on the rollercoaster a lot more than the former Brit was. Yet his grip didn't waver till the last spin, the former Brit had practised this move since day one that he stepped into the ring. He then let out a loud grunt as the last toss went and Ryan would release his grip and let Peach fall where she may, but no doubt the princess would crash and burn from the caber tossing crescendo built up by the mighty spins.

Ryan fell to one knee, his vision blurred from the blood flowing around his head. He breathed quietly as he felt the world become less topsy turvy. He cast his head over to the princess, gritting his teeth Ryan would shuffle over to Peach's no doubt stunned form and plop his body down on top of her for a pin attempt with the ref getting down to the ground and slapping the mat with a loud "ONE!"

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Ryan's spinning move was quite devastating, leaving poor Peach in shock, as the pink princesses laid on the mat. Apparently, Ryan himself had gotten a bit light-headed as well, so much so, that he fell onto one knee! However, the royal wasn't in any shape or form to take advantage of the situation. And it was clear Ryan must have practice this killer move, many, many times. Soon enough, Ryan would shake the daze off, before approaching the downed monarch. It was time for a pinfall attempt!

Peach moaned weakly, as Mr. Knight raised her knee. But the ref's loud countdown start snapped Ms. Cake back into reality. She kicked outta the pinfall attempt at "TWO!" Assuring she wouldn't be out for the count! After the kickout, Peach would roll away a bit, standing up and shaking her head, trying to rid herself, of any remaining dizziness. At long last, Peach recovered, taking a deep breath, and squaring up with Ryan.

"That was close." She admitted. "Not bad at all. Now let's CONTINUE!" With that proclamation, Peach would zoom towards Ryan. The lad would have gotten up now, and he was likely near the very ropes, that he had made Peach crash into. In a little act of payback, Peach would try to pounce on Ryan, and start pulling on his arms. She used her bodyweight as well, attempting to ensnare both of Ryan's arms, into the ropes behind him. If successful, Ryan would be struck in Peach's 'Peachy Pretzel' and the first part of the move would be complete!

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Something had told Ryan that while Peach could certainly move and go the distance as well as any wrestler worth their salt, but that she might not be too durable. If she hadn't kicked out of this giant swing then Ryan would have been very much let down, he'd have been dragged out of his usual sleep schedule by someone who couldn't back up their opinions and being easy on the eyes wouldn't have cut the mustard there.

Regardless Ryan would attempt to win regardless hence why he had gone for the pin attempt upon the monarch, only to have his pin attempt cut short at the two count! Ryan was jolted upright from the sudden movements of the princess, he vaguely gestured for three despite knowing it'd do little. He was still recovering from the feeling of dizziness running through his head, hence why Peach would be able to get herself out of that situation as Ryan felt the vision in his head readjust itself. Ryan looked at Peach wordlessly, his one eye glaring slightly at the princess. Peach certainly was a cut above what he expected at least, still Ryan wasn't going to cut her any slack. She was looking a bit weary already even, Ryan too felt a tad fatigued. But he could hide it well, instead he quietly huffed as he raised himself up and prepared to have another go at trying to dismantle his opponent. Peach decide however to go on the offence here, manging to rush herself into Ryan's chiselled frame before he could trap her in something like a bearhug. And used the ring to her advantage, managing to actually tie the former Brit in and amongst the ring ropes!

Despite having a few years in the ring by this point and time Ryan couldn't say the last time he'd been restrained in such a manner, he reacted more or less on instinct here. Ryan would trash about in the ropes and try to wrangle out of this, Mr Knight was seemingly locked in there for the time being as he tried to buck Peach off of him. But with his arms creatively restrained this was a rather difficult prospect here as Peach would make sure to get Ryan right where she wanted him for whatever she had in mind next!

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Princess Cake had thought through and practiced this move on many private occasions, but this was the first time it was used in an official match. Luckily, the ensnaring practiced paid off, allowing the princess to trap Ryan in the ring's ropes! Ryan resisted, but for now, at seemed the fallen knight was mostly immobilized! He did however succeed in buckling the monarch off of him, but Peach simply did a backflip in response. She landed on her feet in front of Ryan, now facing the trapped man.

"Congratulations!" She teased, spreading her arms out. "You're the first person to fall victim to my Peachy Pretzel! BUTT, we aren't quite done yet, hun." Peach spun around on the word 'butt', presenting her incredibly sexy backside to Ryan once again. Ms. Cake would back up a little before jumping over her prisoner, her big booty now descending upon Ryan's face!

With a quick jiggle of the ropes, The Booty Princess would turn Ryan into a human throne. The male's face would sink deep between her plush butt cheeks, as Peach facesat her adversary. The royal's rear would smell absolutely heavenly, as she began to further grind those buns down. She had one foot resting on the ropes, while another rested on one of Ryan's knees. Peach let out a relaxed sigh, as she smothered Ryan, cutting off his airways. "Finally!" She chirped. "You have been avoiding a good posterior smothering far too long for my liking. Aside from the strain on your neck, and oxygen denying, how does feel, dear?" Ryan hadn't been very talkative in this match, but now he couldn't say anything, anyhow! Peach was well aware of this, as she teased him. For as long as it would last, Peach enjoyed her dominant position.

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Ryan couldn't recall the last time he'd been bound like this in a match, it left him with no prior experience to draw from. Peach had taken him by complete surprise in this endeavour, leaving him tangled up. The knight was able to force Peach off from him, but she had managed to land far more gracefully than he would have liked. Peach decided to rile up Ryan by proclaiming congrats to him, which made his eyebrow twitch ever so much in annoyance. Peachy Pretzel? Really? Ryan quietly groaned both from the name and the pressure from having his arms constricted in such a manner

Regardless the monarch would show she wasn't done yet with Ryan, inwardly he had a feeling of what she'd attempt and sure enough as she turned around she revealed her royal backside. It was certainly a magnificent pair of cheeks, but Ryan would have very much preferred it if she hadn't.......too late. Peach decided to finally back it up and make sure that Mr Knight was given a heaping double dip of her cakes as she lept upwards and sat herself nicely upon the former Brit's face!

At this point in time Ryan's one eye widened in both shock and annoyance before his entire vision was cut off into blackness, Peach finally had Ryan right where she wanted him. Namely underneath her powerful posterior! Ryan could feel the way her cheeks pretty much enveloped his entire face and most of his head here, combined with how soft it was should have spelt a delightful combo that anybody would like to nestle themselves between. However for Ryan it was a whole different story, he was more focused with the strain of his neck and the cutting off of his air. Peach didn't weight much in the grand scheme of things, but all of that on top of your head was a different matter entirely as Peach settled herself down as if Ryan was her new favourite throne. She asked Ryan how it was, truth be told were it not for the pain and air depravation he'd have actually said it was pleasant despite his attitude towards people.

However at this point in time all he could let out was a muffled "arghhhhiiggggg......." as Peach worked her rear end over Ryan's head as she sat atop him. She worked for this all match and was free to do whatever she desired further to him as this alien situation was making the former Brit struggle to come up with a valid response!

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Giggling in response to Ryan's muffled moans, Peach continued to facesit her captive, who was throughly stuck in her Peachy Preztle! The royal had quite a big backside for a lightweight, as a good chuck of the weight she had, directly came from it! Ms. Cake rubbed Ryan down good, keeping his airways sealed up in those cheeks. In contrast to any initial softness Ryan may have felt, Peach occasionally squeezed the man's face with her glute muscles, the more firm part of her posterior. Ryan was completely dominated at the moment, as Ms. Cake used her dangerous derriere on him!

"Try not to pass out, before I'm done talking." She started. "Try to remember who you were, before your heel turn. Before fate dealt you a nasty blow, that caused you to drift from the light. How noble you felt. How honorable you were. It's never too late to come back to the bright side." Peach then took a moment to think. "Hmmm. I do need to see you've made a positive reformation, in your thought process, before my plump booty ultimately defeats you." With that being said, Peach would suddenly get off of Ryan, on her own volition.

Now standing right in front of the likely dazed man, who had just been smothered silly, Peach slowly raised one of her knees. She stood like an acrobat, perfectly balanced on one leg. She smiled somewhat reluctantly, before saying: "Forgive me for this, dear." Suddenly, Peach would send her leg upwards, attempting a crane kick on Ryan's jaw. If successful, she would continue to pelt Ryan's body and face with kick after kick after kick! If all went her way, Peach's strong, toned legs would pelt Ryan, as he was still trapped within the ropes!

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Ryan truth be told hadn't really been subject to something like this, being constrained in the ropes like this made him feel caged and barred up. Not helping the fact was that Peach was sat atop him with her admittedly best ass that the lad had probably ever seen in wrestling, it wasn't helping however with how hard the lad was being smothered out here. He writhed about under Peach, Ryan wasn't done yet. But this sitting it out torture session was certainly depriving him of his air, making it harder to get a grip on himself. Not helping it was the princess grinding down and tensing up on his face with her toned glutes, if he could just get his bearings Ryan could work on getting himself out of those rope bindings.

His dwindling air made the former Brit not able to really retort to when Peach began to lecture him, perhaps now that she felt she had him dead to rights she could preach to him all she liked. Telling Ryan to try and remember how he was before he lost an eye, tempting as it was Peach would find that it was hard to really think about something complex as this while you were being smothered to heck and back. At least it was for the already rather knackered Ryan, if she actually won then he'd find her words actually trustworthy. It seemed that Peach was going to decide to get off the former Brit here to see if the princess's words had any effect upon Ryan here. Already Ryan began taking some deep breaths of air, sucking wind into those lungs of his.

Mr Knight had just enough self awareness of himself to register what Peach had said and brought her leg up and wham! Smacking it right into the chiselled jaw of the former British man, that really woke Ryan up. But fuck it also hurt, still Ryan would take this any day of the week. His body was tired no doubt, but the competitive drive of Ryan had always been the same regardless of his stance on morality. He grunted and spittle flew out of his mouth as the blows came raining in on him, yet Peach might be so seemingly devoted to this task at hand that she might have failed to notice the way Ryan's arms were starting to slip out of the ropes. Ryan trusted in his endurance to see him through this, yet even this was a big ask. Still he took the exchange like a champ on the ropes. Before long the rebelling paragon would manage to stop Peach's leg, by catching it with his neck and shoulder. In a manner akin to how one would hold a phone while they attended to other matters, it wasn't pretty but it'd hopefully give the princess a surprise.

Adding to this was Ryan's expression, his one eye twitched rapidly and his breath was heavy. But he managed to mutter out with "Forgive me too......for I'm not done just yet......" before Ryan would fully slink his arms out of the ropes and fully free himself. With the princess hopefully awkwardly restrained enough for a follow up the former Brit attempted to close the distance and wrap up the princess with his arms for a sudden desperation capture suplex to slam her right into the middle of the ring!

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Princess Cake continued to pelt Ryan's face and body with kick after kick, raining a storm of fancy footwork upon the trapped man! However, focused on her task of rattling Ryan's bod as much as possible, Peach indeed failed to notice her captive's upcoming escape. The last time Peach had kicked a foe like this, they had cried in agony, before falling straight to the mat. Afterwards, Peach proceeded to smother the heck outta them, and she wouldn't have minded a similar outcome with Ryan. However, Mr. Knight seemed to be taking the sharp kicks pretty well, which annoyed the princess, though it also quite impressed her.

Even more impressive, however, was when Ryan caught Peach's foot between his neck and shoulder! "Wh-What?!" The royal exclaimed in shock, surprised she wasn't able to wheel her leg back in. She heard Ryan's words, and within moments, he freed himself from the ropes. Now no longer restrained her Peachy Pretzel, Ryan could successfully wrap his arms around the flabbergasted monarch. He pulled off the suplex, slamming Peach in the ring's center!

"UUUGGGH!" Ms. Cake cried, as she hit the mat, taking quite a bit of damage there. Slams tended to shake the thicc lightweight up a fair bit, but the monarch willed herself, to slowly yet surely rise. She stood at Ryan with her guard up, but still in shock. This man was something else, having put on quite a note-worthy display. The crowd cheered, like Ryan was a face, while Peach waited for his next move.

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Many would be surprised with Ryan at times, he'd wake up at night and sleep during the day as a prime example. Not to mention that he'd often manage to get out of a situation that seemed like it was done for, many had attested this to the former paragon's heroic spirit. Where the lad would be seemingly defeated only to rouse himself for one last go at it, it'd been the thing that made Ryan what he was known for. After his change of being Ryan hadn't really had moments like this, namely due to defeating his opponents long before such an event occurred. Yet such a display hadn't been forgotten by the wrestling universe given Ryan's former fame, if such a positive yelling from the audience was anything to go by!

Such a thing seemed to surprise even the Rebelling Paragon himself just as it had done with Peach, the former Brit after having done his move had knelt there. His one eye wide as could possibly be, the yells of the people around him engulfing his ear drums. He quietly panted as his mind ran a mile a minute, now that Ryan was actually able to breathe without Peach trying to 'press' herself upon him the lad was actually able to think more on what she said.

There was a certain change in Ryan's self here, it wasn't possible to see unless you were at the front row or in Peach's case right in the ring. But it seemed like a weight was off his shoulders, sure he was battered and tired. But it seemed that Ryan was more well......alive. Like he'd shed something off from him, the lad had seemingly been brought out from his mindset to some extent if his quiet awe served as a prime example.

The lad glanced down at his hands, then silently looked up at Peach as she moved. Ryan's mouth hung quietly open slightly, but his one eye and the way his face lit up told the story that he underwent the start of looking like his old self. His shoulders relaxed and his body language looked far less feral directed, still even with this revelation Ryan hadn't forgotten where he was. The former Brit would stand back up slowly before trying to approach the princess and try and get her moving with a slip forward into a collar and elbow tie up attempt, it seemed that this change had prompted Ryan to adjust his moveset accordingly too......

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Princess Cake did her best to recover from Ryan's counterattack. Luckily, Mr. Knight seemed to stare in a awe for a fair while, allowing Peach the time she needed to recollect herself. However, more importantly, Peach noticed a very clear change in Ryan. Though silent as ever, he seemed less bitterly reserved. It was as though as his wide eye could now clearly see what Peach had been lecturing him about. The royal sported a gentle smile. She was now positive that she made the right decision, when she opted to get off of Ryan, rather than try to smother him out cold. It was well-worth viewing Ryan's self-reflection.

Though soon enough, Peach noticed Ryan approach her. She was now ready, quickly dashing to the side, to dodge his attempted hold. She backed up a little, before starting dialogue once again. "You sure were impressive." She complimented. "Endured quite a brutal smothering. Took those kicks like a champ. Broke free and retaliated. Even got a great deal of crowd cheers there. I sense quite a note-worthy change in you, but I must still prove the worth of my words by winning this match, yes? Let's go, sweetie!"

With that, Peach would race towards Ryan, before trying to leap over him and onto his back. If successful, she would wrap her toned thighs around Ryan's neck, and start squeezing. Peach was trying to perform a tight headscissors, while piggybacking on the newly-noble knight!