Wrestling Relativity
By Traveling Shrink - TravelingShrink@yahoo.com
Eddie realizes that time slows down when you have lost to a girl at wrestling.


Eddie is on his back, having woken from a reverse head scissor knock out. The
last thing he remembers was Susans butt in his face, his head still hurting
and erection still throbbing, but now she is nowhere in sight. This is because
she is standing on the top rope, deciding that this match would end by pin
rather than knock out. By the time he sees her it is too late. From 6 feet in
the air her 130 pounds crashes into his sternum. Her butt is amazing, not only
sexy but shaped perfectly to do as much damage as possible. Round and hard,
but small for a girl her weight because she is short and compact, it maximized
the force of impact. The wind is completely knocked out of him. After settling
from the impact she just sits on him, feeling surprisingly heavy due to
pressure equaling force over area. The referee comes over to begin the count.
Eddie tries to take in a breath but is unable.

One.

Susan smiles in satisfaction as she looks down into Eddies face, realizing
that he is completely defeated, a fact that will occur to him in a few
moments. She tells the ref to count slowly. This is a moment she wants to
savor and she wants there to be no doubt that she had beaten him convincingly.
Eddie has yet to process what exactly his happening. He is too focused on
trying to get some air, noticing only the pain from the impact. He has enough
sense to attempt another inhale, this time with some degree of success.

Two.

The amount of oxygen is not enough. He has to take another breath, which still
is not enough but he is aware enough to realize he must try to get up. Susan
savors the desperation in his face, realizing she is as close to complete
emotional dominance as she is winning the match. Eddie realizes that to get up
he must move his legs and his body, maybe even push with his arms. He makes a
feeble attempt at movement and before he can even muster a though at what to
do next...

Three.

The bell rings. Susan is declared the winner of the match and her arm is
raised in victory. She is still sitting on Eddies chest, who tries to get up
but cannot. He realizes that he has been defeated, he is completely
humiliated, his chest hurts, and it is hard to breath. To add to the flood of
emotions, as he looks up at her smiling face he thinks she looks pretty and
can feel that incredible ass pressed against him. She sits on him for several
minutes, bouncing up and down in rhythm with her entrance music. Eventually
one of the bounces cracks his sternum. Several pictures are taken of her
posing on top of him. In between pictures she looks down at him, seeing the
defeat and humiliation on his face, with intensity that can only be compared
to her degree of satisfaction. Minutes later she gets finally gets off of him,
the stretcher arrives, and he is carried out. Physically he made a full
recovery in 3 weeks but would regret the rematch clause he placed in the
contract. Susan coined her sit down splash from the top rope, once called the
whoopee cushion, as the Susie Q. As everyone she used it on was sent to the
hospital, in one case to the morgue, she reserved it only for ex-boyfriends or
current boyfriends in the dog house. How angry she was roughly correlated with
how long she sat on them and bounced after the match. Eddie holds the record
to this day, being pinned for a full half hour when Susan beat him in their
rematch.