Sun and Thunder: Adonis Sol vs Storm MacIntosh

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I Quit Match – verbal submissions only. Loser must kiss the winner’s ass

New to the league, and the country, Storm was determined to seize any and every opportunity to make a name for herself. This included the slightly distasteful, to her, distractions of mixed wrestling. The big Scot wasn’t a stranger to slamming men around – at 5’11 and 180lbs, Storm would sometimes simply outsize an indie promo’s female roster, and pair up with the boys just to give a semblance of a fair fight. Sure, there was a risk that proceedings could get a little pervy – but if Storm felt a guy was getting a bit too frisky in grabbing hold of her for a grapple, she could take extra satisfaction in kneeing them in the nuts and throwing them to the floor at her feet. She assumed things might go that way tonight, with the league slipping in a Kiss My Ass stipulation for the defeated. Fine by her – Storm had a fantastic booty, and since her face-heel turn, she’d started to revel in using it to humble her opponents, so whatever loser she was facing tonight was welcome to pucker up and add themselves to the list of those she had humiliated.

Her entrance music kicked in, and she marched out confidently onto the ramp. Her muscular frame was clad in dark blue leggings and sports bra, with the hint of a black thong peeking up at her waist. Very much the tomboy with her short brown hair, her features were only lightly made-up, though her brown eyes were sparkling, and there was a half-smile on her lips. She had a no-nonsense stride to the ring, acknowledging the crowd with only the quickest of waves, before slipping through the ropes, making her way past the ref to settle into her corner. She started on some last-minute stretches, evidently self-assured, with only half an eye on the entrance ramp as she wondered which victim would be thrown her way today.

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While Storm MacIntosh waited in the ring, all eyes would turn towards the entrance as a hush fell over the crowd, leaving the buxom brunette to continue her stretches, curvy body getting loose as she prepared herself, and to be fair to her, she cut an intimidating figure! The idea of going up against somebody like her in an "I quit" match was certainly a daunting proposition, as man or not, the only way out would be to verbally submit in the most humiliating of ways, and on top of that, openly kiss the ass of the winner in front of the crowd! And so it was no surprise that Storm felt awfully confident in her own skills, but little known to her, her opponent was making his way through the backstage section of the arena, and as the crowd waited, their patience would soon be rewarded!

The eyes of those in attendance would move to the top of the ramp, and a figure still relatively new to LAW would suddenly step out onto it, a male wrestler dwarfing Storm in size and filling up the space with an aura of power! Every movement from him radiated a self-confidence that was unmatched, and as he strode down to the ring, it became clear that Storm would have to face someone even taller than her, and more than double her weight! The massive mountain of a man, Adonis Sol!

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"WORSHIP ME!" Came a deep, hearty cry as Adonis suddenly flung his arms open while halfway down the ramp, demanding obedience from the audience as he slowly took in the reaction, good, bad, and everything in between! From there, he continued his walk to the ring, eventually arriving at it before circling around to climb the stairs, taking his time, every moment showing clear confidence! After reaching the apron, he'd slip inside the ring, turning and finally casting his gaze onto Storm, a wry smile crossing his face as he gazed at the heavyweight woman standing across from him!

"Heh... A lot bigger than the last sacrificial lamb they threw my way... but not any smarter. You should quit now, before I make an example of you." Adonis' words weren't threats, or at least, they weren't intended to be taken that way! He was deadly serious about every word, and all that was left to be seen was if Storm believed him, and whether or not she would take his warning to heart! And if she was as capable of sudden violent outbursts as her namesake, what she would have to say about such an insulting comment being the first thing leveled at her!

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Storm paused mid-stretch as she saw her opponent on the entrance ramp. Taking a beat, she narrowed her eyes to try and focus better on the round-framed figure steadily approaching the ring. Many of the crowd were probably doing the same, as they tried to properly gauge the male wrestler’s size!

Fuck, he’s big, the brunette thought, pursing her lips unhappily. She’d expected an “Adonis” to be a sculpted pretty boy, or even a scraggly wannabe, not… well, not whatever this was.

The stoic Scot tried not to give too much away, and resumed her stretches, rolling her neck and psyching herself up for a different kind of encounter than she’d initially anticipated. Her eyes widened as Adonis played to the crowd, arrogantly demanding worship. She was far from daunted, though; Storm met this outburst with a bemused look of defiance. Storm was used to playing the heel, but her nasty side was nothing compared to the arrogance on this asshole. Putting him down would be public service! Storm shook her head in disbelief as the black-clad behemoth slowly entered the ring, and suggested that she quit, continuing his haughty proclamations.

Storm was in no mood to indulge a wannabe god. She usually found that pricking an inflated ego was the best way to go. She stepped out of her corner and began to circle, prowling like a predator, and countering with some caustic comments of her own.

“Christ, pal. Did you get lost on the way to the sumo ring?” she sneered, making a derisive show of looking his large body up and down. “I’m sure you’d love to skip the match, but frankly I think you need the exercise,” she added cruelly, watching her foe with interest to see how he’d react to the cheap barbs.

His mask covered his eyes, so it was frustratingly difficult for Storm to gauge how those comments had gone down. If there was a flare of rash anger, she had no way of knowing. Guard up, she circled ever closer, awaiting the match bell to kick off this unexpectedly plus-sized contest.

[ADarlingDucky]

Storm might have been a big lady, fitting into LAW's heavyweight category, but it seemed that even the large and busty brunette was completely outclassed when it came to size in this particular encounter, already smaller and lighter than Adonis, things that would certainly not help her! But as he entered and immediately set about taunting the brunette, she seemed to show a clear bit of disdain towards him, shaking her head and slowly beginning to walk around him, before launching into a verbal tirade of her own! Immediately she began to bite back with insults of her own, most all of them directed towards his physique, but contrary to what one might expect while being verbally dressed down, Adonis would let out a laugh, spreading his arms out once more!

"Hahahah! How... quaint, is a good word for it. But what you're looking at right here? This is... perfection. I am a god." Adonis delivered the statement matter-of-factly, nothing at all in his voice to suggest that he was joking or that he didn't mean it. His confidence was completely unflappable, and it was clear that no amount of insults coming from Storm would have changed that! The masked man didn't even bother to circle Storm in response, simply turning and watching her as she paced around him, looking quite amused!

"What's wrong, why not come a little closer and see what I mean? Don't get your thong hiked up... any more than it already is." Another sneer from Adonis followed his own jab at how Storm's underwear peaked out from above her bottoms, before he continued. "That's right, nice and close. Trust me, I'll make sure you get an even closer look during the match..." He trailed off, a smirk on his face as he watched her slowly begin to move in!

The tension was thick and heavy, able to be cut with a knife, until it was shattered with one noise.

DING DING DING!

Once the bell sounded, it was time for action, and Adonis would attempt to suddenly reach out to Storm, quick as he could after the bell sounded, and snag hold of her by the throat, attempting to get pull her in close to him! If he managed to yank her in and keep his grip on her windpipe, his other hand would move down to her thong, snatching the strap and yanking it up high as he attempted to take the heavyweight woman and hoist her into the air entirely... before suddenly swinging her downwards, trying to crush her into the canvas with a chokeslam to begin the match!

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Storm paced cautiously forward, circling round. Adonis stayed implacable, standing firm in the centre, and not biting on any of her barbs at all. Frustrating, and more than a little disconcerting. The big brunette was used to using physical intimidation as a psychological weapon, being able to provoke some kind of response with her mere presence, but here… nothing.

In fact, the reverse was true. As she took stock of her opponent, Storm felt the unpleasant drag of self-doubt flicker at the fringes of her mind. This man was gigantic. Not insanely tall, to be sure, but still taller than her. On top of that, he was incredibly wide, with huge chest, sprawling belly, legs and arms like tree trunks. The confidence he was radiating, by standing still in the centre of the ring, as if he owned it, was immense.

As a seasoned pro, Storm knew that losing an opening battle of wills could be lethal in the wrestling ring, so she did her best to put on a brave face. “Hmph, if you’re a god, then I am definitely an atheist,” she scoffed. She rolled her eyes at his comments about her underwear. “You’ll get an even better look at that thong when you’re kissing it, pal,” she replied icily.

Her patience with this pretentious opponent was wearing thin. Adonis’ frame was thickly padded, and without firm muscle definition, Storm had no real way to tell how strong he was. Plenty of big guys would still buckle in a grapple. She had to hope that was true here, and edged closer.

The match bell rang. As a heel, Storm often viewed such niceties as waiting for the bell as optional, and so it genuinely took her by surprise when Adonis chose that moment to spring into action. His thick arms reached up. Storm raised her hands in defence to meet them, but Adonis went high, lunging strait for her throat.

Shit, thought Storm, as he succeeded in wrapping his hand around her windpipe.

Her own hands went to his wrist, to try and pry her neck free. His grip was strong, and she found herself getting lifted onto her tip-toes. Shit.

Her eyes widened as she began to be choked. Before she could kick back, Adonis had ‘helped’ her into the air with the cruellest of methods – a breathtakingly vicious wedgie!

“Anghhhhtt!!” Storm shrieked gutturally as the fabric of her thin underwear cut viciously into her crotch and butt crack, the chokehold stopping her from fully venting her anger at the wicked move. Storm was a big girl, but Adonis was managing to lift her in the air, her black thong riding high up her back now for a humiliatingly large wedgie. The pain in her nethers was eye-watering as her feet left the ground entirely.

Simultaneously throttled and wedgied, Storm dangled haplessly in that dismal position for a few seconds, trying and failing to squirm free. That torturous hold didn’t last long, but it was no mercy, as Adonis completed the chokeslam, flinging Storm’s body down to the mat with phenomenal force.

So much for hoping he wasn’t as strong as he looked. With a sickening lurch, Storm found herself falling floorwards, shoulders and neck smashing into the canvas with a ring-shaking crash. The harsh impact made her bounce, and she tried to roll with it, flopping painfully onto her front. She gasped for air and tried to push up onto her knees, one hand rubbing her throat, the other reaching back to try and rearrange her horribly wedgied underwear!

“Fucking bastard!” she spluttered as she tried to collect herself from that disastrous opening.

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Watching Storm circle around her opponent, in a fair amount of cases it would probably be compared to a some sort of carnivore stalking it's prey, but with Adonis standing dead center in the middle of her circle and looking highly unbothered by it, she didn't seem nearly as intimidating as she might have! Still, she kept her glare focused and narrow, hissing back in response to Adonis' words, first mocking his claim as a god, and the second a threat in response to the jabs made at her exposed underwear! She seemed more than ready to go, quite angry with the big man for the way he had spoken to her, and so when the match finally began many expected her to blitz forwards and try to immediately pay him back for his cocky attitude!

What they got instead was quite a departure!

As soon as Adonis' hand shot out and snatched hold of Storm's throat, the large man let a smirk cross over his face, having secured a good hold on the big brunette, slowly reeling her in as she began to reach up and grab hold of his wrist! However, she had already been pulled in nice and close, and as he reached down and got a good hold of her thong, he had all the leverage he needed, wrenching up high on her delicates to help hoist her high off of her feet! A choked scream came from Storm as she was hauled into the air, underwear cutting into her ass and womanhood, all before it was used to swing her down onto the canvas with brutal power, in a nasty chokeslam!

Storm's body nearly folded in half on impact, and Adonis watched with a smile as she landed hard on her upper back and shoulders, before bouncing off of the canvas so hard that she flipped onto her front! It was clear the slam had knocked the wind right out of her, and Adonis tilted his head back to let out yet another laugh, having struck first blood in this encounter!

"Hahahah! What's wrong, wardrobe malfunction? Your underwear looks like it's riding up already!" Adonis' cackled with glee, watching as a breathless storm tried to remove her thong from where it had been wedged! She had managed to raise herself back onto her knees, but that only put her in harms way, as Adonis shifted just a bit, taking a step back from Storm!

"Don't get mad, I'll help you up!" Adonis said, before he'd take a few powerful steps towards Storm to close the distance, and when he was right on top of her, he'd throw his weight to the side! Spinning quickly, the large man would suddenly swing his hip outwards and attempt to slam the side of his massive ass into her, hitting her with a hip attack that had enough force to bowl her over several times, should it connect!

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The crash to the mat was bad, although Storm could reliably shake off all but the most bruising of blows. The throttle had been unpleasant – no matter how tough you are, your windpipe is a weak spot that you do not want getting grabbed. The feel of Adonis’ thick fingers still lingered on her neck. The fucking wedgie was an annoyance, and Storm would swiftly move to shuffle her thong back down her hips, and stop the burning, cutting pain in her nether regions. Despite all that, the real problem with that shitshow of an opening, Storm thought, was how effortless Adonis had made it look. And how focused he was on making Storm look stupid. As the kneeling girl tried to collect herself, it was that worry, that threat of humiliation, that causing the most concern in her gut.

It soon got worse. Taking a few moments to stop her thong riding up her butt, turned out to be an indulgence of vital seconds that she didn’t have. Adonis charged with a burst of speed that you would not expect from a big guy. Storm’s eyes widened, and she briefly felt like bowling pin, faced with the certain doom of an oncoming bowling ball. She had no time to react, even as Adonis jumped and turned to ensure his ass would be connecting with her shocked face.

“Ungh!” Storm spluttered as she took the undignified hip attack, Adonis’ scantily-clad butt cheek thwacking meatily into her face. It was a ferociously firm hit, backed up by her opponent’s charging weight, and it sent the muscular Scotswoman flying backwards. She crashed onto her back and kept going, rolling several times, until she ended up face-down, a disoriented pile, laying near the ropes.

“Ughh….” she moaned again, peeling her face up off the floor, trying to ignore the crowd noise as the fans responded to this rather dramatic opening. Dramatically poor for the hapless Storm, who was rapidly learning to really hate Adonis. She was sore, and shaking a little with sheer anger, as she tried to haul herself to her feet, clutching on the adjacent ropes for support.

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In just the starting few seconds of the match, Storm had been caught woefully off-guard by the massive man, and once Adonis' hand had managed to close around the throat of the tall brunette, he knew that he had secured one hell of a start to this match! That meant that Storm's underwear being yanked into her privates, just before being throttled onto the mat with a crushing chokeslam, was all the appetizer, something to really knock the wind out of her early to make it easier for Adonis to slowly work his way into his destruction of her! And that destruction would soon take the form of a massive hip to the face, making sure that she wouldn't be getting up on her own terms anytime soon, as well as knocking the wits out of her again before she could gather them!

Adonis' massive rear end smacked into Storm's face with all of the momentum he had built up, and just as planned, she had been bowled across the entire ring, ending up flat on her face near the corner, slowly picking herself up! Adonis, of course, had yet another laugh at Storm's expense, giving a quick slap to his own asscheek in the direction of the crowd just to let them have a bit of his scorn as well, as he slowly approached the downed brunette!

"What's wrong, you falling asleep down there?" He mocked once more, before reaching down and grabbing Storm's chin this time! With a quick push, he'd shove her head backwards until her back hit the turnbuckles, and even further then, bending her backwards over them! Which just so happened to cause her chest to jut outwards as she bent!

"Here, this should wake you up!" Adonis said, licking his hand in an utterly devious act, before raising it high... and swinging his palm down as hard as he could into Storm's chest, hitting her with a massive overhand chop!

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Storm groaned as she heard Adonis playfully slapping his cheeks. Getting hip-checked across the ring was bad enough, but if this big-arsed bastard was intent on using his considerable rear on her, the match was in danger of going to some horrible and humiliating places for poor Storm.

She grit her teeth as the self-proclaimed sun god mocked her sluggishness, and used the adjacent ropes to haul her hurting body upright. “I’m not sleeping, you fat-assed… fucking… argh!”

Grabbed again, before she was ready. Storm spluttered at the strong, controlling fingers around her throat, holding her chin painfully tight, pushing her backwards with force. Her legs struggled to keep up as she was quickly and roughly propelled into the nearby turnbuckle. Smacking into the steel post with force, her back stung from the impact, and kept hurting as Adonis pushed her further, twisting her spine painfully, making the Scot splutter at the hold on her neck. She tried to bring her arms up to fight back, but the big man had longer reach, and she was left bent backwards, her large breasts pushed uncomfortably (and suggestively) outwards.

Storm grunted as she struggled in vain, all the while enraged by the white, callous grin flashed at her from beneath Adonis’ mask. The bent girl quivered in helpless anger as her opponent slowly and cruelly licked his hand, and held it upright, theatrically telegraphing his next nefarious move.

The buxom brunette knew what was coming, and knew she was powerless to stop it. The crowd were excitedly lapping it up now, hollering as Adonis’ arm was raised… and cheering as it whipped down harshly, straight onto Storm’s upturned breast.

“FUCK!” Storm shrieked as the heavy overhand chop struck her cleavage, the layer of spit that Adonis had spitefully applied serving to increase the stinging pain, as a loud fleshy crack of slapped skin rang out. A red welt would quickly form across Storm’s pale tits. Suffice to say, Storm was NOT impressed by this ungentlemanly move, but the sharp pain of the breast chop was the least of her problems.

The savage blow had a lot of strength behind it, too. Strength which knocked air from Storm’s lungs, and pushed her downwards. Her legs began to buckle and, too late, she realised she should have used her arms to grip the ropes for balance, rather than to flail uselessly at Adonis.

Her balance began to go. Her fingers reached madly for the ropes, and missed. Storm fell clumsily downwards, legs splaying out, the brunette smacking onto her tailbone with a painful thump.

“Fuck…” the forcibly seated girl moaned in self-pitying pain.

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After barreling Storm across the ring, Adonis' walk towards her was slow and self-satisfied, knowing that she wasn't going to be able to strike back at him, as she was far too busy scooping herself off of the canvas, angrily hissing towards the hefty man as he approached! If her insults had only amused him before, they were downright fueling him now, as hurling vulgarity while scooping herself up only served to show how frustrated she had become, and Adonis didn't mind furthering that humiliation. Once he lashed a hand out and grabbed her chin, he easily pushed her up against the buckle, stretching her back, back, and even further back, head tilted up to look at the lights as her busty chest was forced outwards. An appealing target, and after a devious lick of his hand to telegraph his actions, Adonis would raise his hand high, and bring his palm crashing down onto Storm's tits!

The sharp scream of pain that she released was more than enough to let everyone know that the chop hurt as badly as it looked like it did, and Storm's tits would soon begin to show a bright red handprint across them, decorating her cleavage! Adonis let out another short laugh as Storm attempted to reach out and grab the ropes, but the brunette fell short of catching them before she fell, and she'd slam down onto her ass in the corner of the ring. And seated up against the turnbuckles in front of Adonis...

Well, if she was going to set herself up to take his most infamous move, then who was he to deny her?

"Ahahah! Look at this, ready to worship! I'm glad you came around!" Adonis proclaimed proudly, smirking at Storm before he'd slowly turn around, stepping over her legs with one foot to stand with his back flush to her. Adonis had a large ass. Massive cheeks, ones that completely swallowed the back of his trunks, and wobbled with each little movement that he made, and Storm right now had the best view of that. It became even more clear as Adonis reached back to the back of his trunks and tugged upwards on them, wedging them into his thick cheeks, and exposing his ass in all it's glory!

"Then here, go ahead and worship! Hahahah!" The audience watched on, some amused and some looking horrified, as Adonis smacked his cheeks just in front of Storm, and then, it was time to "disgrace her face!" Adonis sat back and let his full weight come down on Storm's face as he began an incredibly thorough stinkface on the trapped brunette! He felt Storm's face sink deep between his thick buttcheeks, leaving her buried in his ass as he rocked his hips side to side, grinding and rubbing his massive rear against every single inch of her face, utterly humiliating her early on in the match!