Ryota Hama vs Jack Hammer
Jack had been training with a wrestling school for around 3 months. He arrived at Falling Starr Wrestling Academy for his sixth training session. As he went in, he carried out his regular ritual of going into the changing room, taking off his normal clothes, and changing into his wrestling trunks and boots. He then went into the main hall where the ring sits in the centre, where his wrestling mentor usually is. As Jack entered the hall, he found it to be empty. “Hey, Steve”. He shouted, as the hall filled with the echo of his voice. “Steve, are you here?” Jack shouted again, entering a corridor, which he walked down. He entered Steve’s office, to find his manager sat behind a desk. “Steve, you not training me today?”
“Oh, Jack. Nice to see you, again”, Steve replied. “Sit down buddy”. Jack sat down on one of the chairs, his face changed from a happy, excited feeling to now feeling concerned and worried about what he might be about to hear. “You’re getting rid of me, aren’t you?” Jack replied. “No. NO. Of course we’re not, Jack. You’re a brilliant little wrestler”. Jack’s face quickly became more positive. “We’ve decided it might be time for you to enter the roster and have your first proper wrestling match”. Jack’s face quickly froze, “You think I’m ready?” Jack asked. “Of course son. You’ll make a great wrestler. Your first match is tomorrow”. Steve replied, “Go home, come back tomorrow for 7 o’clock, and you’ll have your first match, okay?” Steve continued. Jack paused for a moment, “Um, okay. Well I’ll see you tomorrow then”, Jack replied, exiting the office, returning to the changing room to put his home clothes back on.
It was 6.30, and Jack arrived at the wrestling arena for what was to become his first ever wrestling match. Jack, as usual, got changed into his wrestling trunks and boots, and went off to try to find Steve. Jack exited the changing rooms and bumped into Steve straight away, “Ah, Jack you’re here”. “Your opponent is not going to be able to make it tonight, I’m trying to find you a new opponent, but there’s not really anyone suitable”. Steve explained with panic in his voice. “So, am I wrestling or not?” Jack said sternly. Steve paused for a moment, “I think I might have someone actually”. Steve quickly rushed off, turned back and shouted “make sure you’re ready, Jack”. He shouted.
It was 6:55pm, Jack awaited just outside the main hall when Steve approached. “Right, Jack. Here’s the thing. Your opponent is a lot bigger than you. But I haven’t got anyone else. You sure you still want to do this?” He explained, touching Jack’s shoulders. “Yes, it’s my first match. I can’t back out now, can I?” Jack replied, a shiver of fear in his voice. “So, who is it?”. “His name is Ryota Hama, he’s a special guest from Japan and..” Steve explained before being interrupted. Jack knew exactly who his opponent was “R-Ryota Hama?” Jack replied, as he now knew who his opponent was. Steve turned, “Good luck”, and walked off down the corridor, as Jack was now forced to wait for his music to play, and enter the ring.
The 2 minutes that he waited for his music seemed to be endless. His music finally played, and he slowly entered the hall. A small crowd was scattered around the ring, sat on chairs. The ring, for now, was empty, and Jack slowly walked towards it, high fiving some members of the crowd, before stepping up into the ring. His music stopped.
Another piece of music filled the hall, a Japanese classical piece, before the doors opened and through them came what can only be described as ‘an enormous man’. Ryota Hama waddled his way towards the ring, his huge thighs wobbling after every step, his huge gut hanging over his leotard. He made his way up onto the ring apron, and stepped over the ropes. Jack stood in the opposite corner of where Ryota entered, his body now gone cold as the enormous man he is about to wrestle now faces him.
Ryota Hama let out a huge roar, beating his chest. Jack found some confidence from somewhere, cheering with his arms in the air, which was followed by a smattering of cheers from the crowd. The referee entered the ring, and the bell was quickly rung. Jack and Ryota locked up their arms, Jack felt enormous pressure press down on him, he was quickly pushed downwards, his legs gave way, and Jack was reduced to his knees. Ryota slammed his forearm into Jack’s back, Jack roared in pain, as Ryota’s huge hands now wrapped around Jack’s head. Ryota pulled Jack back up to his feet and clotheslined him. Almost decapitating the young boy, Jack fell down onto his back on the mat. Jack knew he would have to get up quickly, and he made his way back up to his feet. Ryota now at the other end of the ring, came storming towards him – another clothesline.
Jack was once again struck, crashing down onto his back on the mat. Hama’s huge foot then crashed down onto Jack’s chest. This was repeated, as Jack’s chest was again stomped. Hama’s foot then rested on Jack’s chest, before Jack started to feel a crushing feeling on his chest, as Hama began to step over Jack’s body. Jack’s chest felt like it was caving in, as Hama’s 500 pound frame stepped over Jack’s body.
Jack squirmed in pain. Hama’s huge hands once again wrapped around Jack’s head, as the jobber was pulled back up to his feet. He was pushed into the corner, now trapped. Hama began pounding Jack’s chest, his huge arms smashing down onto Jack’s chest, and huge fists striking his gut. Hama then pulled Jack with force and flung him towards the opposite corner. This was quickly followed by Hama, who charged towards Jack at full steam, his enormous frame crashing into Jack’s, engulfing the boy in the corner.
Hama stayed in the corner, his body pressed up against Jack’s, before taking a step back, and he watched Jack’s body crumble to the floor. Jack was now sat up, his head resting on the bottom turnbuckle, Jack knew what was coming next, but was unable to stop it. Hama stood over at the opposite end of the ring, and once again came charging towards Jack. Hama charged, turned around and his enormous butt slammed into Jack’s head. Jack’s head was crushed between Hama’s enormous ass cheeks and the bottom turnbuckle.
Jack was faint and he fell sideways. Hama picked Jack’s head back up and rested it once again on the bottom turnbuckle. Hama turned around, now facing away from Jack. Hama’s ass now hovered above Jack’s face. Jack opened his eyes, and saw what was about to come. Hama’s ass was slowly lowered down, his ass was now pressed down onto Jack’s face. Jack didn’t turn his head, and instead his face was now in the crack of Hama’s ass. Hama slowly moved his ass around and around, grinding his ass on Jack’s face and his pointy nose. Jack could not breathe, his nose filled with the disgusting stench of Hama’s sweaty butt. Jack’s arms squirmed and waved, as the humiliation continued. The referee attempted to move the enormous man, but the stinkface went on. His ass continued rubbing around Jack’s face, Jack’s face disappeared into Hama’s ass for what seemed like hours. After a minute or so, Hama finally lent forwards, releasing Jack’s face.
Hama slowly walked away, as Jack tried wiping his face with his hands, but the stench remained. Hama re-approached, his hands now wrapped around Jack’s face. He pulled Jack to his feet, where he could barely stand. Jack was pulled towards the centre of the ring, was picked up and body slammed down to the mat. Hama then bounced off the ring and delivered an enormous leg drop. His huge leg came crashing down onto Jack’s chest and neck. Hama struggled to stand back up, but when he did, he bounced off the ropes once again, and delivered a second leg drop down to Jack’s chest.
Hama once again bounced off the ropes, this time crushing Jack with a body splash. Hama’s enormous body came crashing down on top of Jack’s. Hama stood up, moved up towards Jack’s head, and once again bounced off the ropes. This time performing a splash on Jack’s head, Jack’s head crushed by Hama’s huge gut.
Hama sat up, catching his breath, as Jack squirmed and groaned in pain. Jack managed to stand up before Hama, and began kicking Hama’s chest. This had little effect has Hama continued rising to his feet. Jack also pounded Hama’s head and upper back with his arms, striking as hard as he could, but this had little effect. Hama returned back up to his feet. Jack bounced off the ropes, and leaped over Hama, over his back and down to the mat. Jack grabbed Hama’s legs and attempted to pull Hama over. Hama stood, legs either side of Jack’s head, his enormous frame towering above, his arms waving as he began to wobble. Hama managed to gain his balance, and jumped up, and began coming down, sitting down on Jack’s chest. Hama’s legs engulfed Jack’s head which disappeared under the mass. Before a pin could begin, Hama rolled off Jack’s body and stood back up to his feet.
Hama grabbed Jack’s arm, and dragged his lifeless body over towards the corner of the ring. Jack was positioned with his head near the bottom turnbuckle, his feet towards the centre of the ring. Hama stood above Jack, and began climbing the ropes.
He slowly managed to make his way up to the middle rope, his legs straddled between both sides. Hama bounced and bounced, and then let go. His enormous frame came falling down, his huge butt crashed into Jack’s chest. Jack’s head smothered in Hama’s crotch as Hama stretched his legs either side of Jack’s head. The referee began the pin count, “1..2..3”.
Hama remained sitting on top of Jack’s body. Jack’s face pressed into Hama’s crotch, suffocated. Hama folded his arms, looking down at Jack’s punished face. Hama finally stood up off Jack’s chest, and rolled out of the ring.
The match was finished; Jack’s body had been crushed.
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