NIGWA 5 Wrestling a Smaller Woman

All my stories contain dominant women and weaker men. All characters in these stories are fictional. Everyone in these stories are 19 and over.

This story contains clowns, so if you don't like clowns, please move on. This is a short story

Most of my stories are short.

It was a week later and my brother wrestled Jill. Tim and Jill put on a great match. Jill defeated Tim by knocking him out with a headscissors.

Tim had a few good holds that Jill powered out of. Jill body slammed Tim four times and applied a figure 4 headscissors and ko-ed Tim.

I was up next in a tryout match with a mystery person. Twizzlar came out and was followed by someone who was much shorter. Her name is Amy.

Amy was wearing a clown mask which had a red wig attached to the mask. They were wearing matching white robes with polka dots. Twizzlar removed her robe.

Twizzlar was fully dressed with a loose fitting T-shirt and boxer shorts. The few that were at the match laughed. Amy made her way into the ring still wearing the robe.

I came to the ring next wearing wrestling tights and a T-shirt. I went into the ring and looked at Amy. I removed my T-shirt and Amy made a provocative dance while removing her robe.

Amy was a short person. I would guess that she was 5'1" tall. When Amy turned around to face me, the first thing I saw was her big boobs. Her bikini top was barely holding her boobs in.

Amy started to flex her biceps and show off her abdominal muscles. I was wrestling a petite female bodybuilder. I flexed my biceps which were smaller than Amy's.

There was laughter when I flexed my biceps. Compared to Amy, I looked weaker. We both met in the center of the ring. She was head to my man boobs in height.

The referee gave us the rules. This was a best of 5 falls match. We each went to our corners until the bell rang. The bleachers were getting more full as the match started.

I studied Amy a little bit closer. She had short legs with plenty of muscle. We met again in the middle of the ring. I wanted to be a little funny myself.

I raised my right arm and challenged her to a game of Mercy. Amy landed a kick to my groin making me double up. She quickly applied a standing side headlock which brought me to my knees.

Amy cranked down on her headlock to the point of choking me. I tried to monkey flip her, but she was a step ahead of me. Amy held on to my head and flipped me to the mat.

Amy switched her hold to a rear chin lock. Her powerful legs wrapped around my waist. She leaned back and kind of had me in a type of abdominal stretch. Amy was merciless with this hold.

I was trapped in this hold with her as she laid back and accidentally putting her shoulders to the mat. I used my legs to inforce the pin. The referee counted 1,2,3. I had won the first of 5 falls. I was up 1-0.

Amy reacted in anger as I had outsmarted her. I rolled off and went to my corner. Amy was having a temper tantrum. She glared at me.

The realization that this petite woman was superior to me ran through my head. The bell rang for round 2. I had to focus on Amy.

Twizzlar coached Amy on what to do to me. Amy charged at me still in the corner. I was celebrating to early. She rammed me into the corner. Her butt to my gut into the corner turnbuckle.

Amy rammed her round hard ass into my gut. She wrapped my arms in the ring ropes and started to rain punches to my belly. Each punch had more effect than the previous punch.

At the count of 3, the referee stepped between us and freed me from the ropes. I collapsed to my knees as Amy giggled. I fell forward onto my hands and knees.

Amy guided my head between her thighs of steel. I was now trapped in a standing headscissors lock. I tried to get up but Amy held the ropes to keep her balance.

The referee counted to 3 and Amy released the hold. I was lightheaded and staggered to get up. Amy said "Time to have some dinner. You are the main course."

I just got to my feet when Amy attacked. She threw an elbow to my abdomen. I fell backwards from the force. Amy dragged me to the middle of the ring.

From there, Amy rained more punches to my belly. She cackled as she raised her arms and announced to me that she was going to plant her fingers into my belly.

Amy drove her surprisingly strong hands and fingers into my already punished stomach. She put all of her weight on this two handed stomach claw hold.

I screamed and almost cried at the pain this woman was putting me through. Every time I tried to wiggle out of this hold, it seemed to help her deepen the hold.

I managed to get to the ropes to force Amy to break the abdominal punishment.

I started to get up when Amy applied a combination of holds. She had me in a chin lock and body scissors. I started to struggle to get air in my lungs.

The combination hold was very successful in wearing me down. I couldn't inhale because of the bodyscissors as well as the choke hold. Amy released the choke hold and focused on the bodyscissors.

I tried to use my arms for separation but was unsuccessful. Amy then trapped both of my arms inside her bodyscissors. My face was now red and Amy mocked me.

She rolled and my shoulders and pinned me on the mat. The referee made the count of 1,2,3. I had lost the 2nd fall. We were now tied at 1-1. Amy celebrated, but seemed more determined

I just barely made it to my corner. I struggled to stand up when the bell rang for round 3. I gazed at Amy with respect as she removed her top and thong bottoms.

I wasn't sure what her measurements were, but she was more than a handful of boob each. Amy giggled and said "I have you where I want you. Watch this!"

Amy put her arms on her hip and made her boobs bounce. She was flexing her pecs and her boobs continued to bounce.

Amy asked me "How do you like these? " I was amazed and my prick showed some life. I couldn't hide the fact that I was getting excited. I blushed as I felt ashamed.

Amy walked closer to me and whispered in my ear "It's okay. I think you're hot too!" She then twirled her tongue in my ear. That really turned me on.

Amy then rubbed my manhood with her hips. "Hmm, I can tell that you're happy to see me." Amy laughed as she backed off from me. We circled each other to see who was going to make the first move.

Finally we both locked up coller and elbow. I am aware that Amy is stronger and faster than I am. She backed me to the ropes and we released each other.

Amy backed up and motioned me to meet her in the center of the ring. I went for the lock up collar and elbow, but she ducked under and bear hugged me from behind.

Amy's knuckles were grinding into. my already punished stomach. She then lifted me off the ground and tightened her hold. After a few seconds, Amy threw me to the mat face down.

She dived on me and knocked the breath out of me. Amy then applied a Boston crab lock which punished my back as well as my stomach area.

I submitted to the Boston Crab. Amy was up 2-1 in the best of 5 falls. I crawled to my corner feeling defeated. I had just got to my feet when the bell rang.

I had the feeling that I know this lady but couldn't tell. Her style of wrestling looks familiar. If I went after her mask, I would discover her identity.

I approached the middle of the ring. I'm more cautious than ever. Amy made the mistake of rushing at me. I used her momentum against her and body slammed her.

Amy had the wind knocked out of her. I was able to pin her 1, 2, 3. We were tied up at 2. We went to our corners and finally the bell rang for the final fall.

I actually wanted to win the match. I wasn't paying any attention when the bell rang. Amy threw a shoulder to my belly and monkey flipped me to the mat.

Amy folded me to the mat but I escaped the pin at 2. I was flat on the mat near the ropes when she went for the two handed stomach claw hold.

She used all her weight to dig her fingers into my stomach. I could feel my stomach getting queazy as her fingers were twisting my stomach.

Amy announced "I've got you now! You have a small tummy boy! You are trying to twist and roll our of it. Every time you move, my fingers wrap more around your little tummy."

Amy draped her feet over the bottom rope in order to deepen her claw hold. The referee caught her cheating and Amy released.

I cursed at Amy and called her "A bitchy whore" She helped me up and into her abdominal stretch. Amy applied a one handed claw hold to my stomach.

I was in great pain and was about to submit when Amy released the abdominal stretch. I fell to my face and she helped me up. She had me face her and lifted me up into a bearhug.

Within about a minute of pain and loss of breath, I went limp. Amy slammed me to the mat. She placed her foot on my chest and the ref counted 1, 2, 3.

Amy's wrestling name became Slutzy the Clown. Slutzy wasn't finished with me yet. She placed her foot on my shrunken penis and ground it to life.

"This is the punishment that each of you boys will suffer when I defeat you. Slutzy used the sole of her foot and pointed my throbbing manhood so that I would cream my face.

Sure enough, my twitching rod exploded strands of cum all the way up and landed on my face and into my hair. Slutzy then wiped the cum from her foot and covered my face.

Twizzlar raised Slutzy's hand in victory. Slutzy was unanimously voted in the club. I went to the locker room and showered. I felt sore and humiliated.