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Hi everyone, so it’s been a while but i’ve finally finished writing the next part of Anu and Jonny’s story in their quant little town.
If you’ve not read the other stories i would recommend you read Wrestle Town parts 1,2, and 3 on my profile before this multi part story.
As per usual, please leave your feedback on the comments, and enjoy!
POV: John
It had been 4 months since Mum’s last fight. I could bore you with tons of detail of the inbetween, but i won’t.
Everyone knew what had happened, it didn’t take a genius to figure out. Mum was fighting and dominating frequently, Ella arrived in town, staying with us, and then Mum didn't compete for months. Everyone could tell Mum was totally humiliated by Ella, and for some reason, everyone knew that I had watched it happen.
After that Mum’s dominant status dwindled as she refused fight challenges, even those made in front of me. I could feel for her, she had been utterly dominated and humiliated, and more so, in front of me.
But, my Mum is a warrior like none other. As we were in our local cafe, an old “frenemy” of hers walked in, Janine.
Janine was an Asian woman, and she had an average build. She visibly had muscle, like when she flexed it showed, but when relaxed she just looked a little pudgy. She had a flat belly, and i had heard horror stories about those thighs of hers putting women to sleep, but i had never seen her fight before. She stood at 5’2, small compared to my 5’5 Mum.
Mum immediately stood up straighter, she normally didn’t talk shit about people behind their backs but Janine and her had a genuine dislike for one another. Janine smirked when she saw us, and immediately walked up.
“Hey Anu!” Janine said with fake joy, her eyes clearly expressed how much she detested Mum. Mum opened her mouth to speak but Janine cut her off.
“Ok, i’ll cut to the chase, i want to fight you.” Mum opened her mouth, shaking her head, but once again Janine interrupted, saying “oh, before you answer, I’d also LOVE the chance to give your son his first fight. My son Ethan is about his age, a bit younger, it’d be a good fight, whatcha say *bitch*”
Hearing this cow call my Mum a bitch really ground my gears, “i accept, and i’m gonna make your son scream, like my Mum’ll do to you” I butted in, irritation coming out.
Janine smiled, winking at me “ok, my house tomorrow night?!” She said excitedly. Mum barely nodded before Janine turned on her heel and walked away.
The day came and me and Mum arrived in silence. Janine’s house was on the far edge of town, symbolic really, of her pathetic standing in our village, everyone hated her.
Mom was wearing jeans and a turtle neck shirt over a tight black sports shirt, while I, inexperienced in this fight game, had simply chosen shorts and a shirt.
We walked in and Janine greeted us in her attire, a sports bra and short shorts. In her arrogance, she’d even had her name on the ass of her shorts, bejewelled.
Her son Ethan also showed up, and I recognised him instantly. He was that one weirdo in my school, the one people only ever thought about when they wanted to make fun of him.
Instantly I did what Mum always told me to do, analyse your opponent. As Mum glared and stared Janine up and down, I did the same to Ethan. He was slimmer than me. He stood at 5’3, shorter than my 5’5 frame, and he was incredibly slim but toned. His thighs were toned, but skinny and his chest and his arms, while veined and tight, were much smaller than mine.
Janine sat us kids down on the couch, and she crouched in front of us, her thighs flexing visibly, giving a coy smile as she explained the rules.
“Ok, simple, just like always. 10 second pins, submissions as per usual. For the pins, since we don’t have an unbiased referee here, whoever’s pinning just start counting, everyone ok with that?”
I nodded, and my Mum clapped her hands, I could tell she was nervous as she undid her jeans, revealing skin tight black yoga pants. Janine snapped her fingers, “mmmm actually Anu, i was thinking the boys could go first.”
Ethan didn’t wait for Mum’s response before he marched to the centre of the room, and glared at me. I met him and we both got down to our knees. Pangs of nerves rattled my body as we interlocked arms, preparing to wrestle.
“1! 2! 3! Fight!!!” Janine called out and Ethan, the smaller guy, instantly overwhelmed me, grabbing my shoulders and shoving me down. I grunted as I attempted to buck him off but he easily straddled my waist.
I remembered years of my Mum being overpowered, she was a slim and smaller sized woman, this happened often, i thought as Ethan pinned my shoulders to the ground and began counting “1!2!3!”. I bucked my left shoulder up, before grabbing Ethan’s shoulders and pulling him down on top of me, hugging him tightly to limit his space.
He was still on top, but he wasn’t in control anymore as I got one leg free and scissored his right leg. Ethan grunted, but he wasn’t much, he was weak and as i held i could feel i was stronger. I whispered in his ear “wanna give?” “No,” Ethan responded. I squeezed my thighs around his leg, before rolling him over and straddling his waist.
I marvelled at my brilliance as I got on top, but Ethan quickly made a fool of me, rolling me onto my back just as fast and ramming his crotch into my face.
I grunted as I felt his cock through his shorts. “Uuugh!” I groaned as I caught a look at my concerned and embarrassed mother watching the fight. I realised how humiliating this must’ve been for her as Ethan caught both my hands and pinned them under his knees, now firmly straddling my head and neck in a “schoolboy pin”.
“Yeeeeeeah Honey! Make him yours!” Janine screamed gleefully as Ethan lifted his waist up slightly before slamming back down on my face. Once again his cock slapped my face through his shorts. I groaned more,flapping my feet on the mat, pitying myself as I was getting humiliated in front of my Mum. Ethan winked at my Mum and I'd had enough. Though the pin wasn’t causing me much pain, and he wasn’t even counting, I couldn't bear for my mum to see me like this.
“I give.” Ethan paused and looked back at me, and I could feel the shock from Janine and Mum. “I give, you win this round”. Ethan got off of me, and a wave of shame hit me as I realised what i’d done. I’d just lost my first ever round of a fight.