Another quickie. This one is based off of a custom I ordered with Angela Fong and Miss Rachel and since it might be some time since I get to book a sequel, I figured this would have to do for now. NOTE: This RP is even better if you read all of Rachel's lines with her sinister British accent ;)
Replacement Killer
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Angela Fong (TheCrimsonRisk)
As you enter the room, my heart sinks. Not you again...
"Rachel...um, so good to see you? Listen, I heard I was going to be wrestling Ivelisse. Have you seen her around?"
I had been stretching in my purple onesie before you came in, feeling super confident, but the mere sight of you makes me feel about two feet tall.
Ms. Rachel (daman077c)
I roll into the ring and look you over, folding my arms as I stand.
"Umm... no, I haven't."
I can tell the mere sight of me is making you quite nervous, drawing a smile from my face.
Angela
"I think there's been a misunderstanding. I mean...we wrestled before, remember? I don't think anyone wants to see that again. Listen, I'm going to go find Ivelisse."
I start to walk across the ring, trying to skirt by you.
Rachel
My right hand quickly lashes out, slamming a palmstrike against your taut abs, pushing you back into the ring.
"You're going NOWHERE."
Angela
"Oof!" Even your palm feels super heavy. "Rachel, listen, this is a mistake." I put my hand on your shoulder to calm you down. Surely, you'll listen to reason.
Rachel
"No mistake here." My right hand rears back and slams into your stomach again as I swipe your arm from my shoulder.
"I want MORE of you."
Angela
"OOOH...hooo..." I immediately fall to my ass, surprised by your attack. "Rachel...wait..." I start to scoot backwards, looking to escape.
Rachel
My arms grab your legs as you grab the middle rope. I pull you up into the air by your feet and pull you into the ring, dropping you down hard onto your back in the center of the ring.
Angel
"No no no!" I crash in the middle of the ring. "Auugh!" I arch my back instinctively, rolling on to my side.
"Rachel, don't do this!"
Rachel
Keeping a hold of your feet, I turn you over onto your stomach before hitting the ropes on your side, jumping into the air and coming down with a big splash to your lower back!
Angela
All of the air rushes out of me as you flatten me like a pancake. I'm stuck to the mat as your bodacious bod is all over me. "Aaaa...uuuh..."
Rachel
Slowly I peel myself off of you, straddling your back and pulling you up to your hands and knees.
"Lets torture that back, shall we?"
I quickly jump into the air, coming down with ALL of my weight with a crippling thigh press!
Angela
"AAAAH!" I scream loudly, not expecting you to be able to follow up so quickly. To be that strong and that fast...unfair...
As loud as I am, I feel like my back wants to scream even louder from the massive weight that comes down on it. I'm laid out again and I don't feel I can get up.
Rachel
Licking my lips, I sit down on your back, pulling your arms back over my knees, clasping my hands underneath your chin, sinking in a painful Camel Clutch!
I weakly rock back and forth, adding slight pressure to the hold every few moments.
Angela
I do what I can to fight back, but the splash and thigh press have taken most of the fight out of me. When my arms are trapped, I know the camel clutch is inevitable. I hate this move and after being put in it over and over again by you, I never wanted to experience it again.
Your fat fingers squeeze my jaw and my back is bent terribly. Every time you rock, it's absolute agony.
I let out a muffled moan, my arms weakly slapping against your thighs.
Rachel
"You tapping out? You giving up already?"
I continue to rock back and forth, loosening the grip around your chin to allow you to speak.
Angela
"Y...yes..." I croak. "I give up...Rachel...unngh! Not a match...this is...oooh...a mistake...uuuhuhuuuuh..."
Rachel
Pulling you back up to your knees whilst holding onto the Camel Clutch, I jump up and slam down another thigh press, continuing to target your spine.
"Good. Miss Rachel one, Angela Fong zero."
Angela
"Haauggh!" I gasp as you bring your ass down on me again. We're nowhere near the same weight class as you keep reminding me in the worst way possible.
I roll over, stretching out to try and alleviate my suffering but it doesn't do much. I look up at you, crossing my arms over my chest to signal my surrender. "One...? No...oh no...please..."
Rachel
A large grin forms on my face as I grab a hold of your hair, pulling you to your feet and bending you over in-between my legs. Wrapping my arms around your waist, I easily lift you up and onto my shoulders, completing the first part of a big powerbomb.
"Ready to be folded in half? Oh wait, don't answer, I already know what you're gonna say."
As the words leave my lips, I sling you down hard onto your back with a thunderous Powerbomb, shaking the ring!
Angela
As I'm up on your shoulders, I look down at you with the saddest, most pathetic look on my face. "Rachel, please, please..." I mutter. The smile on your face is scary.
*THWAM*
The impact reverberates through my teeth, travelling through my frail body. Never...never been hit with a power bomb...like that...
"Muuuuh...muuh...back...muh baaack..."
Rachel
Rolling you over onto your stomach, I grab a hold of your arms and pull you back towards a corner. A sadistic smile forms on my face as I slowly climb up the ropes; first the bottom rope, then up to the middle rope, facing the corner.
I take a look back at your prone body and another big smile forms on my face as I bounce up and down, then jump off, crushing your lower back with a Banzai Drop!
Angela
My feet beat weakly against the mat as you drag me around like a corpse. Again, I know exactly what you have planned but I'm helpless to stop it.
You seem to be bouncing in slow motion, your massive behind dwarfing me. "Get up..." I say in my head. "Get up...Angela..."
"Get up...get up...get up..." When you start to come down, everything speeds up and I'm splattered in an instant. My legs kick up on their own and my arms flop around. I can't catch my breath...am I...am I going to die like this...?
Rachel
Slowly standing up, a chuckle bubbling up and spitting out of my mouth as I step back away from your body.
"Aww, did I hurt your back, Angela? Did I hurt you?"
Angela
Sweet, sweet air rushes back into my lungs when you get off of me. I'm seeing stars from the onslaught and when my senses return I find myself hanging halfway out of the ring. Must have rolled over some...
Escape! I can get away! Have to...but...my body just isn't responding. All I have to do is crawl a couple of feet and I'll be out but I just can't.
"Hurts...so bad...Rachel..."
Rachel
My chuckle turns to a laugh as I see you squirming, trying to get away. I grab a hold of one of your feet, dragging you back into the center of the ring.
"You don't get away that easily."
I grab a handful of your jet-black hair, lifting you to your feet, then sweeping you off them. In one complete motion, I slam you down hard with an over-the-knee backbreaker!
Angela
My back bends beautifully over your knee. It would make for a great pose if this were swimsuit calendar, but being forced to bend like this is almost unbearable. The knee against my spine creates a lingering, stabbing pain.
Rachel
I unceremoniously dump you from my knee and stand up, a glimmer in my eye; a smile on my face.
"Ooh, that looked like that hurt."
Angela
I lay on my belly and turn my face away from you. My hand comes up to wipe a tear from my eye. I can't let you see me like this.
Rachel
"Aww, are you crying?" I lay into you with a hard stomp to your belly.
"You want a hug? Here, lemme give you a hug."
I grab another handful of your long hair, pulling you back to your feet, wrapping my arms around your slender frame with a crushing bearhug.
Angela
As soon as I feel you start to squeeze, I let out a pathetic whimper. I wrap my arms and legs around you and bury my face in your shoulder to hide my pain, but as my body continues to be punished I arch back, my hair whipping around.
You can see a look of total despair and anguish on my angelic face.
Rachel
Pumping tight, then loose, then tight again, your despair grows with every passing moment as your back takes more and more damage from the bearhug.
"Yeah, let's hug it out..."
Angela
My arms and legs get weaker and weaker, slowly falling off of you...dangling behind me...my feet inches from the ground...
I moan softly, quietly begging for mercy.
Rachel
Slowly I lean over, putting you back on your feet, bending you backwards as I continue to pump the bearhug again and again. You look like you're fading quickly.
"Hug it out..." I rest my head against your shoulder, adding weight to the hold pressing against and down on your body.
Angela
"Nnnnuuuh..." I protest in vain. You're a master of submissions and you're showing it now. I'd rather be mauled by an actual bear than be in your clutches a second longer.
With your face against my skin, you can feel the moisture building up on my flesh. I'm exhausted from this beating. My mouth hangs open and a bit of my saliva falls to the mat.
Rachel
"Yeah, I think you're almost done."
I squeeze as tight as I can momentarily, then loosen, dropping to a knee, pulling you onto your knees. I tighten the bearhug again.
Angela
I'm manipulated easily, my bones having shifted out of place from the crushing hold. My only response is the occasional gag or squeal. You're in complete control.
My eyes start to roll into the back of my head...
Rachel
"Night night, Angela."
I slowly roll us both onto our sides, continuing to squeeze the bearhug as you fade further and further away. I softly lay my head on your chest, closing my eyes to fall asleep, holding you tightly in my arms.
"My teddy bear."
