The auditorium in Fresno is full as you walk down to the ring, getting very little reaction as you walk to the ring and get in.
As you get in and wave at the crowd, the double D Destroyer walks in wearing a yellow bathrobe, moving down to the ring as the audience goes wild. She gets in as the announce. "And now, continuing her 15 match winning streak, the Double D Desteroyer!"
She undoes the robe as the bell rings. Her breasts are huge and gravity defying completely firm. She grins at you. "My face is up here sugar," she says in a southern drawl, walking towards you.
You bring your gaze up, moving forward for an elbow and collar lockup. As you try to clinch, she simply moves forward, her breasts getting in the way as they bunch against your chest, her hands grabbing yours. You grunt embaressed, your chin against her breast for a moment as she is six feet tall.
Suddenly she gives you a hard shove, taking advantage of your distraction. As you rebound she catches you in midair in a bearhug her arms locked around your back, and her breasts against your chest, your feet off the ground. You groan as your ribs creak under the pressure, her strength tremendous as she crushes you against her tits. She is grinning.
"I'd say I would take it easy on you, cause your a rookie, but that would be a lie." She laughs. "I have a reputation to uphold you know."
Suddenly she flings you across the ring, throwing you onto your back. |