NHB Match- Killer King vs Druscilla Dappercat

"Alright, you'll be staying back here and watch my match, I know you dont do hentai yet, but you'll see how good I am and you'll learn what I can do, when you do have a debut match, Im sure you'll kick whoever sexy ass around, and make me proud, as your mentor, got it?" King telling the mystery person who is the apprentice being trained by Killer King himself, looks like King wants him to be as good and deadly like him, but the person stay quiet and nods to him, King is now ready to leave the locker room so he can watch the tv monitor, crystal clear showing the live match tonight for his mentor vs his next victim.

King coming out on stage roaring out loud with everyone booing at him as he flexing his large guns, wearing dark red trunks and back boots, his signature black leopard mask which he prefers it being leopard instead of cheetah, doesnt care what they say or he'll pop them in the face. Coming down the ramp as he is ready to go after another girl, another Tension girl that might be adding to his 'hit list' which her name is Druscilla Dappercat, a difficult name to pronounce, at least the first one is tough, he'll just call her D.D. hopefully her busts is indeed DD. Climbing in the ring and sliding himself in as he moves to the center to get all the attentions he wants, people continues to boo more than cheers, now all he have to do is wait at the center instead his corner, staring out at the stage just waiting for this girl, D.D. to come out and play with him.

Dru, who is more than a double-D, bounced upon her toes as she prepared for her first Tension match, and her first match with hentai actually allowed. She'd had one match before this and it had been a landslide victory, but then again she was pretty sure her opponent threw the match... which made its validity questionable. In any event she bounced her way through the backstage corridors and up to the top of the entrance ramp. As he theme music plays she bounds out into the spotlight wearing a pair of dark red booty shorts, black boots, a black cat mask that covers her whole face with only an opening in the back for a pony-tail to escape, and a red bikini top that barely restrains her jiggling breasts.

The audience bursts into laughter at this comical gender-swapped King, or Queen rather. She exaggeratedly flexes her muscles, which barely show through a thin layer of body fat, and tromps heavily down towards the ring in parody of the massive man. Sliding into the ring she takes up her corner with a sumo stomp, causing her breasts to bounce within the straining top.

King looking on to see what his opponent looks like, then she appears wearing..... **What the hell?** He thought, seeing her wearing very identical attire like he is wearing just more for a girl AND shes playing HIS music too?! No one he ever face does something like this except when Clyde mocked him wearing a fake mask, still need to beat the shit out of him as much as dominate this girl in the ring making a fool out of him, although she does look pretty hot.

Once she enters the ring, King just growled at her not impressed by her impersonation of the King, think shes the 'Queen' of him? He thinks no! So, out of the mad beast, he quickly rushes her as this girl is in the corner coming to charge at the girl using his large massive side trying to sandwich, crushing her hard into the corner with him, see if she can copy him like that!

Druscilla was still drinking in the roar of the crowd, hamming up her act for the fans. When the bell rang Kind was already on his way and collided with a completely unaware impostor. Her soft, curvy body was driven hard into the corner stomach first. Her breasts impacted with the top turnbuckle stinging as they squished up against her chest.

With her arms hung over the top rope she gasped, winded for a moment as she reeled from the impact. Okay, she was going to have to pay more attention in the future, some people just don't appreciate her humor!

The mad beast large strong body crushes her from behind while his bulge pressing against her fine ass, but King doesnt like who she make a fool out of him and that mask of her bothers him quite a bit, doesnt get to see her hot face at all!

King stepping back a little to get some space between each other, getting the girl to turn around facing him and having her arms draping over the top ropes, the beast reaching for her mask to try getting it remove so he can see her face, her expressions when he does many unwanted moves on her.

Once he could do that, King gonna keep her in the corner to teach D.D. a lesson, swinging his large thick fists at her stomach for some hard pounding with some uppercuts to the gut, see how much her breasts jiggles from the impacts underneath. "Hurrr hurr! Making fun of me! HURRR HURRR!"

Druscilla was in trouble, and it was still the opening seconds of the match. For being on the large side, as far as Friction was concerned, she wasn't exactly lean or fit. Most of her size was simply in height and in her ample curves. Flipped around she was pushed back against the turnbuckle, one hand grasping at King's wrist as he pried the mask from her face with ease to reveal her pale features and freckles.

As he gave her a little space she made to stand and fight, but before her feet could be solidly placed beneath her the first massive fist made contact. "Hurk!" Her shoulders slumped forward as she was driven back into the turnbuckle, still hanging from the top rope by one arm. With each successive blow her body recoiled, and with every recoil her breasts jiggled and bounced and nearly poured out of her top. Falling backwards her other arm grasped out and mirrored the other to cling to the top rope, dangling like a curvaceous punching bag in the corner.

King managed to yank her mask off to revealed her hot face and that red head which he kind of likes, though all types of hair colors he like anyway but right now shes his favorite at the time being and her being his jobber is also his favorite too. Now he gets her hanging on the ropes which he follows by pounding her very lovely belly knocking some wind out of her and that breasts, well! It jiggles very nicely in the rhythm of his punches.

"Mmmmmm nice isnt it?!" He finished what he was doing with her lovely stomach, reaching for her throat with both of his strong hands, moving in to get himself between her legs to press his thick bulge against her crotch hoping her legs go around his waist so she knows how to hang onto him before he could lift her up and pulling her with him away from the corner, taking his sexy opponent as he hanging her in the air by his hands on her throat. "HMMMMMM!" Shaking her a little bit, choking the bitch out!

Dru was struggling to get a mouthful of air as the beast pounded on her stomach, forcing the oxygen up from her lungs with every thump on her soft belly. Her eyes showed confusion and panic as she struggled to try regaining any footing in this match. Not that she'd had any traction to start with. A large hand snaked itself around her throat, clutching tightly and preventing the woman from drawing down any more air.

Her own hands grasped at King's wrist, trying to pry him off of her. She might have made a lewd comment about his bulge pushing up against her sex were she not so focused on being strangled. Heck, she might even have enjoyed it in safer circumstances!

She wouldn't wrap her legs around him until she felt herself being lifted up by the neck and carried towards the center of the ring. As she was shaken she would make small gurgling sounds. In a last ditch effort to get herself into this match before it came to a disappointingly quick conclusion she placed her shins against King's chest and pushed off with all of the strength she had remaining. It would mean a tumble to the mat, but perhaps she could get a gasp of air in the process.

The beast hands gripping onto her throat just enough to hold onto her and hoist the girl in the air choking the girl in sexy reds while his bulge pressing between her legs, he was going to have some fun with her at the center of the ring to show off her body in display by many of his amazing wrestling holds but the girl finally being resistance against him as she bringing her shins up against his chest to push, losing his grip and letting go of her. "Damnit!"

King will not stop after she freed herself, he will continue to go after that fine ass! He hoped to reach down for her ankles to turn the girl over facing down and pulling back so his bulge is back pressing up between her legs, trying to grind himself against her before lifting up by her legs and dropping her front on top of the rope so she can cling on, allowing him to try stepping out between her legs and kick up at her sex, her crotch, her pussy!

Dru collapsed down to the mat with a thunderous boom and an explosion of soft, jiggling flesh. She writhed upon her back and clutched at her own throat as she struggled to catch her breath and recover. This was not to be allowed, however, and the assault continued. The freckled Aussie was rolled over with a breathless cry before having his bulge pressed against her sex again, and rubbed in firmly. Much to her embarrassment, Dru let out a loud moan as her asphyxiation had heightened her body's sensitivity.

Blushing furiously she let out another cry as she was hoisted into the air and dropped onto the ropes. Her chest bounced hard on the first rope, falling through it before catching herself upon the middle one. The shock of the drop had scarcely begun wearing off when a big boot came up between her legs lifting her hips up a few inches with the blow. Her body lurched forward as she gave a howl of pain, slipping over the rope until she was doubled over it. Her top half dangled over the apron, hair tumbling down to brush the floor outside; while her legs remained in the ring, ass raised in the air. Her feet kicked childishly against the pain, but she wasn't able to reach back to cover herself like this. Furthermore, her own large breasts were pressing up against her own chin and blocking much of her view of what happened above.