Mitch v. Marci
By Bob Barron  folklore81@yahoo.com 
Mitch flashes back to the first time he ever fought one of his girlfriends.


I look over across the mat. Right now I'm all wobbly, my back is hurting and
I'm barely conscious. I look over and see my brother get press slammed and
elbowdropped. I try to make the save but a hard punch hits me in the stomach
and I go down like a sack of bricks. Soon a pair of gorgeous legs is wrapped
around me and I slowly fade away. I awake to laughter and people praising my
girlfriend. Through my friends I learned I've been smothered, facesat, and
spanked all while my girlfriend was questioning my manhood. I slowly arise and
see her confident as she is so proud of being able to dominate me and my
brother so easily. She gives me a hug and like after every match we have
always had she apologises for the ass whooping she gave me. And after every
match I start to think about how Sara isn't the first girl to dominate me.

I grew up in a small town in Canada and went to a very small school where the
boys and girls were all very competitive. Everyday at lunch there seemed to be
mixed fights happening all the time. You'd go out and talk and be interrupted
by hearing a guy scream I Quit to a superior girl or a girl tapping like a
madman to a submission hold. I stayed out of all that cause I wasn't the
fighting type and knew I'd be ostracised for losing to a girl. My brother had
one time a few years ago fought a girl and she violently kicked his ass and he
dropped in the social heirarchy.

One Friday night I went out with my buddies for Fight Night. Our school had
gotten bigger and people were really into wrestling and mixed fights. Even
though our school principal didn't care too much people were starting to get
concerned and he decided to make a ruling banning mixed fights from school and
told us to organise a special night. That night my two friends, Frank and
Norm, were scheduled to fight Lucy in a handicap match. Lucy was the one of
the best mixed fighters out there and had made both Frank and Norm tap out and
be pinned on numerous occasions. To show off her strength she was also going
to fight Jake, one of the best male fighters but who was probably a notch
lower in skill. The crowd was packed and my friends went backstage as I was
ready for the fights to begin.

Jake v. Lucy was up first. Jake was taller, weighed more and had more muscle
but what Lucy lacked in those intangibles she made up for in skill. Since we
were all high schoolers Lucy wore a bikini which got catcalls from a lot of my
classmates while Jake wore shorts. They went to centre ring and locked up.
Jake pushed her back and flexed. Again- same result. Lucy then darted in and
took him down and started working on his legs. He kicked her off and they
stood face to face again, only to have Lucy take him down again. He got mad
and put up his fists and Lucy did the same. Jake was very methodical but too
slow and Lucy was able to dart around and land some solid shots. She started
wearing him down and he was getting a bit bloody. She stood back and gave him
a flying forearm and the big man fell to the mat. She locked in a figure four
but he made the ropes. She cursed him and delivered a thundering ballshot that
had him rocking. She hooked in more submission holds and he was getting worn
having to break of all them. She then did a wave-off gesture and much to the
shock of me and the crowd picked up the big man and slammed him to the mat.
Everyone roared and she picked him up again and this time press slammed him.
Everyone knew it was pretty much over and she turned him over and slapped on a
liontamer. Lucy: C'mon Jake- give it up man. We had a good match. Jake grunted
and tried to power out. Lucy: It's time just give it up. Jake couldn't power
out and was forced to tap. I was now more shocked. Jake was this big guy who
had beaten up many girls in his day and he had just gotten his ass kicked by a
tinier girl. Ever the sportsman he did shake her hand and raised it in the
air.

"Good fight eh"? asked Marci

"Yea- Lucy is amazing." Marci- was this girl who'd there always been an
attraction.

"So what brings you here Mitch"?

"I'm friends with Frank and Norm"

She giggled and said "Well after the show we can drive these two guys to the
hospital and have fun."

Even though I knew Lucy was strong, I didn't expect a girl to be all assertive
and expect my friends to be like dead. I just smiled and nodded and said see
ya' then.

Since the handicap match was gonna be the main event there were four more
matches to go. The guys and girls split the matches, the one highlight being a
girl come close to smothering her opponent until she was told she couldn't.
Also one guy was pretty huge and nearly killed this girl with a powerbomb.
Marci and I were hootin' and hollerin' and cheering for the sexes.

It was now time for the main event. Marci slid over next to me and said watch
this slaughter. Frank and Norm came out to mostly boos as they flexed for the
crowd and strutted around the ring each wearing shorts and t- shirts. Lucy
came out next to a thunderous ovation, she flexed as well. She was wearing a
very tiny bikini and the guys seemed to love her. Jake was in her corner and
again raised her hand and pointed to her.

Lucy and Frank start. Lucy offered a handshake but Frank refused and strutted
around. They locked up and Frank pushed her back. Again and Frank pushed her
back again. Frank turned his back to gloat a little and Lucy rolled him up for
two. Frank was pissed and tried to clothesline her but Lucy ducked and hit a
flying bodypress. They both faced each other and dove at each other going at
it, rolling around the mat. Frank got on top for a second and tried to grab
her breast but Lucy blocked it and rolled on top and smacked the stuffing out
of him. Frank quickly rolled out and tagged Norm.

Norm approached her and said: No women can beat two men! That's all Lucy
needed to hear as she gave him a hellacious kick to the stomach and lifted him
in the air for a suplex. A fisherman suplex followed but she decided not to
pin. She played to the crowd as despite being hurt Norm continued to taunt
women. He stopped taunting when he got nailed in the balls. Marci was going
crazy cheering Lucy. Lucy then picked up Norm and paraded him around the arena
like a trophy as Jake cheered on and Frank looked worried. She picked him up
and did reps before press slamming him. A gordbuster later and Norm was out.
Frank ran in to break up the pin and got slugged in the balls. She picked them
both up an suplexed them. I was in shock seeing my friend get killed like
that. She abused them a little more, finishing it with a facesitting session
and gordbustering both. She then locked in a liontamer and Lucy who had been
silent the whole fight screamed at Norm: Tap you little bitch! No women can
beat two men?? What I am doing now? I just kicked your ass son now give it up.
Norm soon tapped like a little girl and she locked it on Frank who did the
same thing.

I was in shock at what I just saw. Marci was goading me and mocking my friends
and I had to admit that what Lucy did was pretty impressive. As promised after
the show we went back to see how Frank and Norm were doing and to take them
home. They weren't doing too well. Marci decided to rub it in cause after all
they had been really cocky.

"So I guess you learned your lesson?" Marci said.

"What the hell you talking about? She got lucky!" Frank exclaimed

"C'mon guys- be a man and admit you got beat." Spoke Marci

"Fuck you, it was that one times out of one hundred things." Norm said

"Guys- don't speak to me like that and besides- if it was one in one hundred
then how come she owns several victories over you?" Marci was trying to sound
calm

"She may've kicked our ass but I know I could kick yours."- Frank said.

As soon as Frank said that Marci dove on top of him and started beating the
crap out of him. I didn't know what to do so I just pried her off. Norm soon
made a comment about her that I couldn't print that made me really upset and I
let Marci beat him up as well. We left with two bloody guys writhing in pain.

Seeing Marci beat up those two guys really turned me on. I don't know why- I
had never been into the mixed fights at school or Friday night but something
about her defeating Frank and Norm just made me like her in a whole different
light.

We went out now and it was a blast. We spent all our times together and Friday
night was spent watching the mixed fights. We watched Lucy always humble the
males, Jake move back up the ladder among others. Ever since they're two
brutal losses Frank and Norm never recovered and a losing streak began. She
would always root for the ladies and I would cheer on the guys. It reeked of
awesomeness. We never discussed us wrestling or anything like that.

One night we were just rolling around laughing and having fun and she ended up
on top and held me down all the while we were laughing. That night it crossed
my mind that she had kind of overpowered me.

Two weeks later we were rolling around again and she could tell I was trying
hard but she still easily landed on top of me and even gave me a bit of a
facesitting and again she laughed and was giggling about it but I felt uneasy.

That night I confided my feelings in her. No use keeping them built. She
understood and said we have a match to determine whose stronger. To train we
would fight some understudies on Friday night and then the next week we'd have
the big fight.

I was shocked she was so easygoing about the whole thing but I noticed the
past few weeks she had been really getting into the fights and I think she
really wanted to fight someone.

The week leading up I was really nervous. We lifted weights together and I
worked out with Jake while she worked out with Lucy. I was just trying not to
look like a fool in my debut.

Friday night finally came and I met a girl on the lower end of the ladder
named Heather. Heather was a buxom sixteen year old blonde who wrestled in a
t-shirt and a thong. We approached each other and she turned around to try to
distract me. It didn't work and I kicked her there and gave her a bulldog. I
rode her on the mat and slapped her around a bit and it felt good. I picked
her up and delivered my first slam ever and then suplexed her. I stayed on the
offensive getting some suplexes in. She was dazed, so I punched her once, gave
her two lariats and then went up and hit her with a splash for the pin. I was
ecstatic, and pumped my first in celebration. I had easily beaten this pretty
girl quite easily and got a nice applause.

A couple matches later and my girlfriend Marci was ready to take on Pete. The
book on Pete was that he was an okay wrestler with good speed but limited
skill. Marci wore a bra and panties and looked eye poppingly great, They
approached each other and Marci just hit a flying forearm and landed on top of
him and started punching the crap out of him and he was gushing blood. She
then went up for a splash but missed. Pete landed on top and tried to work on
her legs (He liked the figure four)but she just kicked away and kipped up. She
went on the offence and got an aeroplane spin. A quick gordbuster and a Maple
Leaf crab was applied. Pete: Ahhhhhh! Marci: Yea! Yea! You know you like, tap
baby, tap away and very quickly Pete tapped. It was good seeing her kick ass
and I was proud of her and knew the next week I'd have a tough match.

As I trained this week I remembered the two mini matches we had and knew it'd
be a tough fight. I had to win, I had to show her I was stronger and that I
could be dominant. I saw guys like my brother, Frank, Norm and Jake all change
cause they lost to a girl. I didn't know what Marci was thinking but I was
ready. Before the fight we spent the day together just hanging out. As we got
to the arena Marci spoke.

"Now Mitch- I want you to know that I think of the world of you and whether I
probably win or whether you get lucky and win- I will still love you and think
the world of you. Now if you lose- take this loss like a man and admit I'm
stronger than you. I may do some stuff post-match that will rub it in but
that's part of losing- okay? You ready for a kick-ass fight?"

"Yea- just bring it." And with that we kissed.

The crowd was packed for tonight and after a couple matches we were scheduled
for the last match before intermission which is sort of like the semi-main
event. Since Marci was eighteen she was allowed to wrestle topless and do a
lot of sexual stuff.

We met at centre ring. She was topless wearing a thong and looked great.
Everyone was mesmerised "First of all wrestling- psyche out your opponent
before the bell" she said. She then flexed as the bell rang to start this one
fall, pinfalls/submissions encounter.

She flexed again but I wasn't intimidated. We locked up and she pushed me
back. We locked up again and I pushed her back. That felt good. She called for
a test of strength and I accepted. We locked arms and we pushed for all our
might. It was even for the first couple seconds but she soon overpowered me
and got me down to my knees. My that felt good had been evaporated, I was
scared now and in pain. She let go and flexed again. "How did you like that
Mitchell?" We went at it and we fell to the mat, we started rolling around and
she got on top of me. She picked me up and armdragged and hiptossed me I was
getting upset. She didn't say anything, she was just very methodical. We did a
criss-cross sequence and I saw the chance to bust out a flying bodypress but
she caught me in mid air, picked me up and press slammed me too the mat. She
picked up me again and powerslammed me. I was in pain now and was just trying
to stay alive. She went for the kill but I rolled her up with a small package.
It got two and she just got pissed off and gave me a clothesline that nearly
took my head off. The crowd was loving every minute of this slaughter as she
would flex and pose for them but wouldn't say anything for me. She then picked
me up and suplexed me not once, but twice. She could've pinned me then but
decided to puller up her panties and gave me a long facesitting that drove the
crowd wild. She picked me up and gave me an aeroplane spin and then a keester
bounce. She picked me up gave me a belly to belly and then just threw me
across the room. She did a throat cutting gesture and hit a gordbuster. She
then spoke and said: You're gonna tap to me boy. She locked in a Boston Crab
and I was in agony. All thoughts of pride escaped my mind as I quickly tapped.
The crowd went ecstatic, and she stood up and raised her hands in the air. She
posed over me and shook her ass in my face. She then said: Watch this and gave
me my first ever breast smother. She smothered and facesat me for what seemed
like hours.

I'm in pain once again. I look over and another girl is standing over me
flexing her muscles with one foot on my chest. I look over and see my
girlfriend smothering and facesitting and press slamming my friends- some
things never change.

Marci and I had one more rematch where she dominated again that I may tell you
about later. Our relationship didn't change and even after we broke up we
remained friends for awhile until we lost touch. Sara may be my girlfriend and
my professional ass kicker but I will always remember that Marci was my first.
I look over one more time and my girlfriend is standing over me and is about
to do what Marci did a long time ago and I just smile.