Giulia La Rocca vs Nico Marelli - POW match (complete)

Best 2 of 3 rounds match with no holds barred. KO to win each round. POW rule applies

Nico ran his way to the ring energetically, giving some random hi fives to the roaring fans. The cute looking, petite Italian boy climbed onto the corner and jumped into the ring. He felt like having good vibrations about the incoming match... even though he didn't know his next opponent, and that POW rule made him a bit uncomfortable.

Once on the ring, Nico tossed his robe out of the ring, "showing off" his cute looking and nicely trained, but definitely not muscular body shape. The noise from the crowd started to rise louder as the spotlight focused to the ramp in awaiting of Nico's mysterious opponent to show up.



"Wow... my opponent seems to be quite popular... 0///0" , the handsome boy would mumtter mostly to himself, blushing as he got to know without a doubt who was the crowd's favorite.

The rules were harsh. That was for sure. At least two rounds, potentially three. Each one of them ending with a KO. Plus, the loser would become a prisoner. This had the potential to be a really hard, tough, and grueling match.

But Giulia La Rocca was one to never turn down a challenge. She was ready. She wanted to show everyone what she's got. Plus, POW rules made it all just more exciting.

Also, the name of her opponent was very interesting. Nico Marelli... That sounded somewhat Italian. While it rang no other bells, maybe they could have at least that in common.

Giulia La Rocca - La Forza Italiana:

It was a bit hard to see, but Giulia could make some sense out of the situation as Nico made his entrance. Apparently her opponent was energetic, and rather confident. He was moving a lot and fast - but he did look quite small. Maybe it was the distance, but this Nico definitely wasn't even close to the size of Killer King.

The arena exploded as Saint Motel's My Type erupted through the speakers. Of course, for Giulia that was nice to hear. Apparently they were eager to see her...and her strong body in action.

Walking towards the ring, the Italian appeared calm and confident, subtly waving at the crowds. Rolling into it under the bottom rope, the Italian then climbed on two turnbuckles to show off her biceps, while performing a few squats at the other two.

Then, it was time to approach her male foe. And now it was certain - he was small indeed. While he was still taller than Giulia, the height difference was far from great, and what Giulia could guess based on a quick look at his body, she probably had the weight advantage here as well.

Offering her hand for a shake, Giulia stared deep into Nico's eyes. "So, you're Nico Marelli? Italiano?"

Nico watched intently as Giulia approached the ring, saluted by two wings of cheerfully roaring fans. The girl surely exuded strenght and self confidence with each step she took, and when the contenders were finally facing each others on the ring, Nico couldn't help but feel a little intimidated by her presence.

Giulia was a petite attractive girl at first sight, but more careful eyes couldn't miss to notice how her body looked thick and muscular, without losing anything of her tesing feminine charms. On the other hand, Nico looked mostly like a cute-looking mockery of the stereotypical Italian tough guy, wearing just a pair of jeans and sneakers and showing off his slim naked torso.

"Uhhh..erm...yes, sono di Roma. You're Italian too if I got it right...? 0///0", Nico responded, a pinkish blush to his cheeks betraying some undeniable nervousness before the shorter but visibly stronger-looking Giulia. "So, good luck for the match alla mia bella avversaria".

With that said the bell rung, catching Nico somewhat offguard and officially starting the match.

He blushed. So cute.

"Ooh, un ragazzo romano... But that's perfect! You know what they say... Keep your friends close, but your enemies even closer!" she reminded Nico with a wink. "I'm from Rome too, so this is like a derby then!"

So what she could she deduce of Nico so far? Obviously, he was very young. Potentially inexperienced? He didn't appear strong either. But based on the rules of the match, he must have had some skill! Or then, a lot of bravery... And based on his words right before the bell rang, he seemed eager to just get the match going.

But Giulia still wanted to know more about him. Grabbing quickly a hold of his hand, the girl pulled him back closer to her.

"Hold on, hold on... Good luck to you too, cutie... But before that, tell me....who picked the rules of the match? You? Are you good at KOs? Are you strong enough? Cause you know, I'm pretty strong..."

But before Nico would have had a chance to reply that, Giulia attempted to suddenly grab the boy into a tight bear hug hold! Just to prove her point, you know...

"Hehe like a derby huh? That's a fun way to put things.... and no the showrunners pick the rules here but I hope I'm strong enou-eeeep!!!"

Nico yelped in surprise, distracted by the friendly conversation as Giulia had promptly taken action, not missed her chance to put her strenght at good use as she easily pulled the lighter boy closer by his hand, only to then wrap her arms around him for a literally breath-taking hug.

"Ngghhfff.... h-hey that's not...unghfffhh... fair... unffhh 0///0", Nico groaned in cute naive protest as Giulia's strong arms started to pulsate around his waist, letting him know that she had some crushing muscles under that smooth layer of velvety skin.

Soon the flustered boy started to react, flexing in the attempt to muscle his way out. Easier said than done: Struggle as much as he liked, his cute soft body wasn't seemingly going anywhere.
Locked like that with his chest suggestively smooshed into her plentiful breasts, he was way too close to Giulia's satisfied smile, having him blush from surprised shock and embarrassement as he fruitlessly struggled in her arms.
Definitely not the good start he had hoped for.

Giulia chuckled.

"Not fair, huh? And why exactly is that? Am I illegally strong or something?"

It was fun teasing Nico, who seemed to be very young and naive. First of all, he had been caught well off guard. Second, he seemed to trust foolishly lot on the management's motives. Third, he seemed to assume that his opponents would be on average willing to give him mercy.

"So, you hope you're strong enough? You don't think you should be sure of that?" the Italian taunted him even further, as she tightened the bear hug hold to her maximum, crushing the boy as badly as possible.

But then, Giulia suddenly released her hold, dropping Nico down on his feet in front of her.

"OK, let's find out about it! Give me your best shot, take me in your bear hug! Let me see what you can do!" the Italian winked her cute opponent, taking a very vulnerable stance encouraging him to take her into a bear hug hold of his own.

Saying that it was a bad start of the match for Nico would have been an understatement: not only he was powerlessly wriggling in the strong embrace of Giulia, but the sexy Italian powerhouse was definitely taking this chance to taunt her evidently weaker male opponent, furtherly demoralizing him with her mocking questions and her carefree smile, letting him know that she was having no trouble at all at keeping him prisoner.

"Unngghhfffff....!!! 0///0". Nico wheezed in breathless pain as Giulia increased the pressure of her womanly taunting version of a bearhug, squishing his body ever more into her hefty bosom. Nico felt his strenght and stamina being sapped out of him, getting light headed until the strong beauty surprisingly decided to let him go as a further taunt for her cute male opponent.

"Ufff ufff... ok then...uff... b-but you asked for it! 0///0", he would say, catching his breathing. The idea that his female opponent was "graciously conceding" him a free shot was actually quite unconfortable, causing his timid approach to resemble a tenderly cuddly hug while Giulia took a sexy and cute pose to let him wrap his arms around her waist.

"G-Gotcha now.... nnngghhh... 0///0". Finally resolving to apply full pressure to his own bearhug, Nico groaned in exertion while also trying to pick Giulia up into his wannabe-constricting bearhug.

In truth, Nico just managed to bring Giulia up to her tiptoes, which had the side effect to make the hold more embarrassing to himself, since Giulia's supple breasts were now right before his tomato-red face.
"Nghfff... 0///0", he would groan slightly pulling his flustered head back from such sensuous distraction.

"Oh boy. He really is not cut out for this."

Giulia had expected that Nico's bearhug wouldn't probably be too bad, and had planned for a quick escape out of it. But the fact that he couldn't even lift her, that was unexpected. Maybe it was already the effects of the bearhug, maybe not. But in any case, Nico was actually even weaker than the Italian had thought. But what did that mean then?

A squash.

Giulia was going to have so much fun with him. He was going to be her plaything. A brave but helpless boy caught in the throws and clutches of a strong, curvy girl. Surely everyone would be enjoying to see that, right?

"Ooh, Nicoo... You can't even lift me up? Come on, try now! If you keep up like that, I'll knock you out in thirty seconds..."

Giulia's statement was half encouraging, half-teasing. But then the Italian figured out a way to motivate him even further.

"Come on, if you don't succeed, you'll end up without your jeans!" Giulia said as she started unbuttoning the boy's jeans. With Nico being unable to lift her, the task was easy and she would soon be ready to pull them down at any moment.

Far from being in trouble in Nico's lessened version of a bearhug, Giulia looked very happy as she started to playfully taunt him about his weakness, arising a burst of amused laughters from the crowd.

Blushing in flustered exertion, Nico was nudged by Giulia's teasing comments into trying all out. "Unghhff...we'll see about tha-gasp...?? 0///0".

The cute Italian boy had just hardly managed to lift Giulia a few inches off the mats, when her playful fingers fidgeting with his jeans totally messed up his concentration, forcing the embarrassed boy to bring her back down to her feet.

Based on what she was hearing, the crowds seemed to have a clear favorite in this derby. They obviously were much more impressed by Giulia's overwhelming strength, compared to the weaker attempts of her opponent. To his credit, there was a very brief moment when the girl's body wasn't touching the mat anymore, but that was short-lived as the boy got all confused by the messing with his jeans.

"Well, nice try anyway!" Giulia commented at the exact moment as she managed to drop Nico's jeans down, exposing spandex briefs from beneath them.

"Huh, why did you bother putting the jeans on anyway, you look much more like a wrestler with just those on..." the girl proceeded to flatter Nico in an impressed tone. And while she meant what she said, it just made her want to treat Nico even more like a wrestler in the ring now.

"You look so tough opponent now, that I think I must bring up my game a notch..."

After those words, Giulia would attempt to perform a quick belly-to-belly suplex on Nico, hoping to send the boy flying over her head.