"The End Of Phea" - Lobo Vs. Phe-Phe Le'onards (For MrsIffy)

"Aqui vengo, momma..."

Lobo made a wide grin as Phe beckoned the luchador to get closer, which he did, intending to lock a grapple on her. Lobo didnt see that spin kick coming and was unable to do anything as he felt Phe's delicate heel fiercely dig into his gut, earning a winded grunt from Lobo.

However, dispite taking the Tornado Heel Blade Kick, Lobo would catch Phe's ankle as it dug into his gut, not letting Phe put her leg down as Lobo kept it held at his midsection, intending to return an attack.

"Nice kick babydoll... My turn!" Lobo said with a grin before trying to throw a hard uppercut at Phe's slender stomach.

Phe soon learned that Lobo can strike just as hard as he looked good. That moment when his fist had dug its way into her stomache, Phe eyes lids fell weak and her throat rasped something inaudiable. Like a sack of beans, Phe drooped down and hung over limply, unable to hit the ground since her leg was still held in his one hand.

"Ugh *cough* urgh.."

Phe continued to sputter while millions of camera lights flicker. From the big screen that showed above the ramp walkway, the camera men on thier tripods were getting a 1000x optical zoom on how Phe's blue, one piece, spandex suit stretched taut over her smooth, spread legs.


"Oii! Bella Vista!"

The ring announcer spoke through the loud mic, causing an uproar with the fans and a red swelling on Phe's cheeks. Guess it wasn't a good idea to come into the ring wearing such a tight, leg-and-ass hugging costume, wasn't it?

"YES!!!" Lobo yelled looking at the Titantron above the entrance ramp, shaking his fist with a wide triumphant grin as he was able to get an even better view of Phe's spread legs... In HD!

"You Ok?" Lobo would ask, half laughing, setting Phe's leg down before placing his arms under her shoulders to keep his limp opponent from falling over. Lobo couldnt help but think that Phe looked pretty cute as she blushed from embarressment and drooped limply in his arms.

"Having Fun..." Lobo would ask, cupping Phe chin to hold her up, their faces just inches apart as Lobo stared at her with a devlish smirk, before attempting to lift Phe up and pull her into a bearhug, pulling Phe against him tightly as breasts were squashed against his chest, clinging his arms tightly around her back tightly, if he managed to get her.

A savage Bearhug? Maybe if she was half-dead in the old folks home, would she ever let anyone perform such a dreadful manuever on her. However, the poor, little angel had the air driven out of her lungs, and by the time she snapped back into reality, she was already being hoisted into the air.

In a last resort before the bearhug will be locked in, Phe will elbow like a mad bitch in a search for escape.

"Yeah, tap that ass, Lobo!"

A random fan will scream, insensitive to Phe's situation. It probably had something to do with her not signing his autograph a few weeks prior.

Lobo couldnt help but turn his head to the fan who was yelling to him from the stands, and was contemplating giving Phea a swift spanking before feeling Phea elbow jam into his eye.

"Aghhhh!!!" Lobo would cry out, before releasing Phea. Dropping to one knee directly in front of his opponent he clutched his throbbing left eye.

Fuck! About time Phe got the upper hand! To make herself even more pleased at the situation, her opponent was right at her feet. To A large grin formed on her face. In a silent gesture, the slender legged beauty parted her feet some, giving her a more dominant stance over her fallen foe. To say that Phe was loving this position was an understatement.

"Now, Lobo...er....Homo...or whatever you're name is...now I teach you something--"

"FUCK YOU BITCH!!!" Some slob had the nerve to shout at her from the audiance. No worries. A quick flip of the finger and a swat on her ass was all she had to do to shut him up.

Getting back at Lobo--er....Homo....whatever, Phe will attempt to get behind him, get herself down on one knee, grab both of his arms and position her poor victim for The Surfboard! If it worked, Phe will place her boot inbetween his shoulder blades and yank harder. Her bright eye bubbled with sometihng fierce, and her toothy smile was ridden with glee.

"Donner et meurent comme le ver pathertic vous, putain!"

"What the hell you call me!?" Growled Lobo angrily as Phe mocked his name. He was about ready to get back up and slam her after that but before Lobo knew it, Phe was already right behind him.

"Aghh!" Grunted Lobo as he bit down on his teeth while feeling the acheing pain of Phe's Surfboard Submission, streching his arms with a massive yank as she pressed her boot upon his back, giving Lobo a horrid pain upon his arms that would worsen as time moved on.

Desperate to escape, Lobo would attempt to pull away from Phe and turn to onto his side, hoping to escape The Surfboard.

Phe was feeling very good with herself. Sure, the fans doesn't seem to approve of her presence in the ring, but chances were that they were all snot-nosed losers, anyway. What interested her more, though, was what exactly did these people find likable about this short, little guy.

The brown-skinned woman felt that the wrestler was trying to pull away, so she decided to loosen her grip, stand up, and ram her boot into his lower back. To her, getting out of her hold came at a price, and she never wanted Lobo to enjoy the relief of getting his arms back for too long.
If this dirty little tactic went through, another snot-nosed loser in the crowd would shout out and yell:

"Hey, play fair!"

"Tssk, whatever..." Phe would blow him off with a flip of her hair.

"Gah! Dammit!" Lobo would yell as he took the boot to his lower back, releaved to get his arms free, dispite the fact that he took that sharp book to his lower back, causing his body to surge with pain as he got loose

"You should play fair, that fuckin hurt!" He'd yell at Phe, before trying to grab at her ankle and trip her up, trying to get the girl down on the ground while getting a grip on her ankle, for an Ankle lock.

((Thanks to Lobo for not telling me that it was MY turn until MONTHS LATER. Bastard))

Ugh. Filthy man hands! How disgusting....

Phe backs away and kicks at Lobo's hands like they were little cockroaches on the mat. However, being that she was never well balanced on her feet, Phe falls on her ass in a bosom jittering flop. Hard.

"Ooh! Oi, Mes fesses!"

The caramel skinned fighter sqealed cutely under her breath. Her legs were spread, draped over Lobo's busy, graspy little digits. The crowd seemed to enjoy her little fall. Fucking Lobo fans. They're all pathetic.