- Joined
- Nov 25, 2021
"The following Gut Check contest is scheduled for one fall."
The crowd milled about as the man made his announcement. A Gut Check meant a rookie was getting their shot at the big time. It usually didn't end well for them, but there was always an off chance one would succeed.
An electric guitar riff played over the loudspeakers as the newbie made her entrance.
She turned some heads in the audience. The pale blonde wore light colored denim short shorts that barely seemed to contain her big ass. Her thick thighs jiggled as she walked into the ramp, her long legs ending in knee high black socks and a pair of dark combat boots.
But this woman did not look like a fighter. Her soft but attractive stomach was partially covered by a long sleeved, black mesh top. It showed off the white bra she wore underneath, covering her moderate chest.
"Our rookie Alissa Amon!" The announcer called into the microphone as Alissa walked toward the ring. The crowd cheered politely for the newbie. They didn't really have any reason to cheer just yet, but some in the crowd did watch her big ass wobble as she rolled into the ring, popping up near the ropes and waving to the crowd.
The crowd died down a bit in the lull between entrances, before a hard hip hop beat started blaring across the speakers.
"And her opponent, from Boston, Massachusetts, J.T. Lotten!"
A large black man walked out onto the ramp. He wore denim jeans and no shirt, showing off an absolutely massive chest and biceps. He grinned at his competition, showing off dazzling teeth and the crowd rained boos down on him.
He walked down the ramp slowly, taking his time, reveling in the boos.
J.T. walked up the steel steps and into the ring, eyeing the soft woman who stood across from him.
"I'm gonna break you in half, little girl," he growled, his voice low and intimidating. It was a lot for Alissa. She had to forcibly stop herself from pissing herself in fright as she stood in her own corner.
The man noticed her wide eyes and grinned again before the bell sounded the start of the match.
Alissa narrowed her eyes, trying to overcome her fear as she ran at J.T., trying to spear him into his corner.
She caught his midsection with her shoulder, but he didn's move much from the tackle, only stumbling back a little bit.
He grabbed her blonde head and tried to go for a DDT, but she managed to squirm out of his grasp. She stumbled backward a bit, thighs jiggling. The crowd cheered for the action, actually pulling for Alissa now against a villain like J.T.
"You're gonna have to try harder than that, you stupid bitch," J.T. growled.
Alissa's cheeks turned red at being called a name. She steped forward and slapped him across his face. It clearly cauvht J.T. by surprise, and he stumbled a bit to the side.
The crowd roared and Alissa tried to throw another slap, but J.T. grabbed her wrist in mid air, violently yanking it to the side. He then gave her a slap of his own, which sent Alissa reeling, her fat thighs jiggling as she fell to one knee, a red mark slowly getting brighter on one of her cheeks.
"Now this is more like it," J.T. said, towering over Alissa as she gasped, her hand on her face. Alissa fell on her big ass and backed away from J.T. in fear, her bra slightly askew under her mesh shirt.
"Awh, don't be that way little piggy," J.T. said as he walked toward Alissa. "Let me just have a quick grab of that ass,"
Alissa yelped at the very thought of that and kicked one of her long legs out at the man. It caught J.T. directly between his legs. He cried out in pain and grabbed himself. The crowd cheered for Alissa and yelled for her to continue the offensive.
She stumbled awkwardly to her feet and ran at J.T. again. He managed to step out of the way, grabbing her and throwing her against the ropes behind them.
Alissa managed to turn it around and shoulder blocked J.T. The large man stumbled a bit, but didn't go down. Alissa looked up at him and ran back toward the ropes, looking to throw another shot. But this time, J.T. had recovered. He swiftly throws a massive bicep at Alissa's blonde head. Her head whipped back and her hair goes flying as she fell on her back, her thighs jiggling.
She cried out and arched her back in pain at J.T.'s feet.
"Now that's what I'm fucking talking about!" He jumped a bit, celebrating his move and pandering to the crowd, who was once again viciously booing him.
He walked back to the prone woman. She continued to writhe in pain, and he noticed one of her tits had popped out of her bra.
"Oh that's embarrassing," he said as he grabbed her blonde hair. "Let's just show you off, eh?"
He pulled her to the ropes, but she fought against his grip, stomping her legs and causing her thighs and ass to jiggle more.
J.T. kneed her in the gut to get her to stop squirming.
"Fuck," she squeaked as she fell to her knees, coughing wildly.
"You know what, fuck it.," J.T. said, pulling her back up to her feet. "You've been enough of a pain."
He pulled her head into the crook of his arm. Alissa was bent over, ass sticking out, before J.T. kicked a leg theatrically and hits her with a wild DDT.
"HYUCK," she made a gutteral sound as she was planted, her entire lower body jiggling. Alissa fell on her stomach, ass slightly in the air, and went still.
"AHA, YEAH, FUCK YOU!" J.T. yelled in victory. The crowd booed more as he scrambled around and slapped Alissa's big ass hard. It jiggled like wild.
"Did I not tell you I'd grab that ass?" He said as he grabbed both cheeks and wobbled her ass around with his hands. "Like it's made of fucking jello," he said, laughing.
He shoved Alissa's unmoving body over, forcing her on her back. Her eyes were wide and her arms flopped uselessly as she was moved.
J.T. crawled on top of her slowly, taking his sweet time. He hooked one of her legs, pulling it up high, causing her legs to be spread wide before the audience. He slapped her fat ass each time the ref counted.
"1...2...3"
The bell rang and J.T. kept her leg hooked for a few moments longer than he needed. He finally released her leg, letting it flop to the ground. He rolled over top his defeated opponent and grabbed her exposed tit roughly, before he spit in her unconscious face.
"And that's for kicking me in the nuts, you fucking slut." He stood up and pandered to the crowd a bit more, as the line of spit fell slowly down Alissa's cheek.
Eventually, he made his exit, with Alissa defeated in the center of the ring.
(I hope to make this a series about Alissa getting destroyed over and over. Let me know what you think!)
The crowd milled about as the man made his announcement. A Gut Check meant a rookie was getting their shot at the big time. It usually didn't end well for them, but there was always an off chance one would succeed.
An electric guitar riff played over the loudspeakers as the newbie made her entrance.
She turned some heads in the audience. The pale blonde wore light colored denim short shorts that barely seemed to contain her big ass. Her thick thighs jiggled as she walked into the ramp, her long legs ending in knee high black socks and a pair of dark combat boots.
But this woman did not look like a fighter. Her soft but attractive stomach was partially covered by a long sleeved, black mesh top. It showed off the white bra she wore underneath, covering her moderate chest.
"Our rookie Alissa Amon!" The announcer called into the microphone as Alissa walked toward the ring. The crowd cheered politely for the newbie. They didn't really have any reason to cheer just yet, but some in the crowd did watch her big ass wobble as she rolled into the ring, popping up near the ropes and waving to the crowd.
The crowd died down a bit in the lull between entrances, before a hard hip hop beat started blaring across the speakers.
"And her opponent, from Boston, Massachusetts, J.T. Lotten!"
A large black man walked out onto the ramp. He wore denim jeans and no shirt, showing off an absolutely massive chest and biceps. He grinned at his competition, showing off dazzling teeth and the crowd rained boos down on him.
He walked down the ramp slowly, taking his time, reveling in the boos.
J.T. walked up the steel steps and into the ring, eyeing the soft woman who stood across from him.
"I'm gonna break you in half, little girl," he growled, his voice low and intimidating. It was a lot for Alissa. She had to forcibly stop herself from pissing herself in fright as she stood in her own corner.
The man noticed her wide eyes and grinned again before the bell sounded the start of the match.
Alissa narrowed her eyes, trying to overcome her fear as she ran at J.T., trying to spear him into his corner.
She caught his midsection with her shoulder, but he didn's move much from the tackle, only stumbling back a little bit.
He grabbed her blonde head and tried to go for a DDT, but she managed to squirm out of his grasp. She stumbled backward a bit, thighs jiggling. The crowd cheered for the action, actually pulling for Alissa now against a villain like J.T.
"You're gonna have to try harder than that, you stupid bitch," J.T. growled.
Alissa's cheeks turned red at being called a name. She steped forward and slapped him across his face. It clearly cauvht J.T. by surprise, and he stumbled a bit to the side.
The crowd roared and Alissa tried to throw another slap, but J.T. grabbed her wrist in mid air, violently yanking it to the side. He then gave her a slap of his own, which sent Alissa reeling, her fat thighs jiggling as she fell to one knee, a red mark slowly getting brighter on one of her cheeks.
"Now this is more like it," J.T. said, towering over Alissa as she gasped, her hand on her face. Alissa fell on her big ass and backed away from J.T. in fear, her bra slightly askew under her mesh shirt.
"Awh, don't be that way little piggy," J.T. said as he walked toward Alissa. "Let me just have a quick grab of that ass,"
Alissa yelped at the very thought of that and kicked one of her long legs out at the man. It caught J.T. directly between his legs. He cried out in pain and grabbed himself. The crowd cheered for Alissa and yelled for her to continue the offensive.
She stumbled awkwardly to her feet and ran at J.T. again. He managed to step out of the way, grabbing her and throwing her against the ropes behind them.
Alissa managed to turn it around and shoulder blocked J.T. The large man stumbled a bit, but didn't go down. Alissa looked up at him and ran back toward the ropes, looking to throw another shot. But this time, J.T. had recovered. He swiftly throws a massive bicep at Alissa's blonde head. Her head whipped back and her hair goes flying as she fell on her back, her thighs jiggling.
She cried out and arched her back in pain at J.T.'s feet.
"Now that's what I'm fucking talking about!" He jumped a bit, celebrating his move and pandering to the crowd, who was once again viciously booing him.
He walked back to the prone woman. She continued to writhe in pain, and he noticed one of her tits had popped out of her bra.
"Oh that's embarrassing," he said as he grabbed her blonde hair. "Let's just show you off, eh?"
He pulled her to the ropes, but she fought against his grip, stomping her legs and causing her thighs and ass to jiggle more.
J.T. kneed her in the gut to get her to stop squirming.
"Fuck," she squeaked as she fell to her knees, coughing wildly.
"You know what, fuck it.," J.T. said, pulling her back up to her feet. "You've been enough of a pain."
He pulled her head into the crook of his arm. Alissa was bent over, ass sticking out, before J.T. kicked a leg theatrically and hits her with a wild DDT.
"HYUCK," she made a gutteral sound as she was planted, her entire lower body jiggling. Alissa fell on her stomach, ass slightly in the air, and went still.
"AHA, YEAH, FUCK YOU!" J.T. yelled in victory. The crowd booed more as he scrambled around and slapped Alissa's big ass hard. It jiggled like wild.
"Did I not tell you I'd grab that ass?" He said as he grabbed both cheeks and wobbled her ass around with his hands. "Like it's made of fucking jello," he said, laughing.
He shoved Alissa's unmoving body over, forcing her on her back. Her eyes were wide and her arms flopped uselessly as she was moved.
J.T. crawled on top of her slowly, taking his sweet time. He hooked one of her legs, pulling it up high, causing her legs to be spread wide before the audience. He slapped her fat ass each time the ref counted.
"1...2...3"
The bell rang and J.T. kept her leg hooked for a few moments longer than he needed. He finally released her leg, letting it flop to the ground. He rolled over top his defeated opponent and grabbed her exposed tit roughly, before he spit in her unconscious face.
"And that's for kicking me in the nuts, you fucking slut." He stood up and pandered to the crowd a bit more, as the line of spit fell slowly down Alissa's cheek.
Eventually, he made his exit, with Alissa defeated in the center of the ring.
(I hope to make this a series about Alissa getting destroyed over and over. Let me know what you think!)
