The Heavyweight Champion
by supreme
The first heavyweight wrestling championship between the male and female champions.


THE SETTING

Big Betty is about to step out onto the mat to face the male heavyweight
wrestling champion. The huge crowd is hushed with excitement and tension at
this first in the history of sports.

THE BACKGROUND

The women's champion heavyweight wrestler, 230 pound, 47 year old Betty
Fonetto had publically challenged the male heavyweight champion, 225 pound, 23
year old Raul Peron, to a no holds barred, submissions only match for the
unified world championship. Since taking up bodybuilding 12 years ago and,
later, wrestling, the beautiful blonde Nariso had dazzled the world with her
incredible muscularity and wrestling skill, easily winning the women's
heavyweight championship in both sports. She had demanded permission to
wrestle in the men's division, but after the Wrestling Commision refused her
request - saying she would only be injured and embarrassed at the hands of the
"superior" male wrestlers - Betty had challenged and defeated several top male
pros in "private" unsanctioned matches that were nevertheless televised on
ESPN, and which brought her worldwide fame. Wearing only the tiniest thong
bikini, and wrestling thickly muscled male wrestlers who also wore only the
tiniest bodybuilder style bikinis, Betty created a sexual frenzy around the
world when she methodically and mercilessly outmuscled and outwrestled each of
the haughty, arrogant men, forcing each one to scream his complete submission
to her before passing out in front of huge live audiences as well as millions
watching on cable TV. Afterwards, the Wrestling Commission agreed to sanction
the world's first male vs. female heavyweight wrestling championship match,
and the excitement has been building for weeks.

Tonight the huge crowd at the Championship Arena is breathless with
anticipation. Many well-dressed, wealthy women who have been inspired to take
up bodybuilding by the beautiful blonde Texan are in the throng. Although some
are in their 50's and even 60's, they wear their tight, ultra-chic gowns and
mini-skirts with extreme muscular sensuality: many of these muscle matrons are
as buffed as middleweight or even heavy-weight male bodybuilders, such has
been their dedication to pumping iron. Some have even hired wrestling
instructors and talk themseleves of challenging men in the ring.

Raul, the male champ, appears and walks down the aisle to the ring, where he
quickly pulls himself up and over the ropes. Wearing only a tiny bodybuilder
posing bikini of thin, black, taut, lycra-spandex, Raul flexes his well-oiled
body for the adoring crowd. Many of the muscle-women are overcome by lust as
they ogle the well-hung, glistening male gladiator, and sound off with sensual
wolf-whistles. Raul is truly an imposing and cocky wrestler, at 23 the
youngest champion in history, and undefeated. He has vowed to humiliate Betty
in front of the crowd and the billion or so in the TV audience. He sneers in
arrogant anticipation and poses for the aroused women. Raul's favorite
finishing hold is the camel clutch where he straddles his helpless opponent
and wraps his massive arms around the opponents neck as he holds his head up
just inches from the TV cameras so that the audience can hear the pitiful cry
of submission as Raul punishes yet another victim.

Finally, Betty makes her entrance. Wrapped in a beautiful, colorful feminine
robe of feathers and sequins she looks like the world's most beautiful
showgirl instead of the potent gladiator who has already forced some of the
finest male wrestlers in the sport to surrender to her on the mat. Striding
down the aisle to the ring, she is wearing high-heels, earrings, and several
gold bracelets which match her blonde hair and magnificent robe. With her
finger nails and toenails painted a brilliant red, she is stunning. Suddenly,
the hushed crowd murmurs as they realize Betty is not alone. She is followed
at a respectful distance by Cedric Brown, one of the male pros whom Betty had
outwrestled in the unsanctioned matches. Cedric, an extremely muscular, 20
year old, is clad only in a tiny, purple bikini which shows off his superb
chocolate colored body. Many of the muscle-matrons in the audience gasp in
admiration as they ogle Cedric's bulging bikini; some actually swoon! Quickly
he darts ahead of Betty as she reaches the ring, and pulls the ropes apart for
her. Rumors are rife that Betty had taken the powerful young black wrestler
for a lover, as well as a sparring partner, after defeating him in the ring,
and that they had spent a week together at an exclusive Jamaican resort.

Betty parades around the ring once, as the crowd begins to cheer, and then,
with the assistance of Cedric, removes her robe, ear-rings, jewelry, and
finally, her heels. After Cedric has collected them, Betty graciously kisses
him, and playfully squeezes his buns with her right hand as he climbs back out
of the ring. Now the crowd, and Raul are in for a surprise, for as big Betty
poses and flexes for the delighted audience, it is clear that she has bulked
up. Her almost 6 foot tall body is clad only in a thin, tiny canary-yellow
bikini which barely covers her most intimate areas, her superb breasts jutting
and straining at the too small bra, her aureoles partially exposed and her big
nipples thrusting agressively through the thin, restraining fabric. But her
muscles! What muscles! She must have added another 10 or 15 pounds of raw
muscle in the past two months, and now weighs at least 245, almost 20 pounds
more than Raul, who is looking at her with a mixture of shock, lust, fear, and
hate as she pumps and primps only a foot or two away from him.

The two buffed gladiators come face to face, their nearly naked bodies almost
touching, their bikinis brushing ever so slightly against each other, as their
huge muscles glisten under their coating of body-oil in the bright lights
illuminating the ring. Betty wears a slight, superior smile and purrs to Raul,
"Mmmm, honey, you look pretty 'big', but you don't feel as 'big' as Cedric."
Raul is angered and replies, "You old hag; I'm going to beat you up and send
you to the old folk's home!" Betty laughs and blows him a kiss as they
continue to face each other, toe to toe, in sensuous confrontation. The
massive lady gladiator grinds her bikini gently into the now fully aroused
male champion's and tells him, "You know your favorite hold handsome? I'm
going to finish you off with it tonight. I thought it would be appropriate to
force the male champ to scream submission to his female conqueror, by using
his own hold!" "No way, bitch! I'm gonna make you squeal!" shouts Raul, as the
referee gives them both their instructions and rings the bell for the world's
first male vs. female heavyweight championship match to begin !

THE MATCH

Slowly the two wrestlers circle each other, looking for an opening, and then
lock up, hand to hand, in a test of brute force. The audience is thrilled by
the clash of the two straining, incredibly muscled physiques, their bodies
bulging and straining with energy, as they test each other's strength. Raul is
shocked to feel Betty's muscle power as the big lady wrestler slowly,
gradually, takes command and begins pushing the male champ's arms downward.
The crowd watches with breathless anticipation as the middle-aged muscle
matron begins to overpower the muscled-male as both grunt in exertion, their
bodies slick and glistening with sweat.

Realizing that Betty is concentrating all her effort on his weakening arms,
Raul kicks out viciously, knocking the older woman's legs out from under her.
Seizing his advantage, the agressive male rips off Betty's bra and begins
choking her with it, which is permitted in a "no-holds-barred" match, but
which brings boos and cries of "foul!" from the disgusted audience. Raul just
laughs as he tries to choke the life out of the brawny Amazon. "C'mon, bitch,
give it up. You're no match for a real man!" Slowly, torturously, Betty
manages to rise to her knees, even as Raul tightens the choke so hard Betty is
red in the face and getting dizzy. She knows she must do something now or pass
out, and lose the match ingnominiously to Raul. The arrogant male brings his
mouth to an inch of the back of Betty's head and whispers, "I'm gonna strip
you and rape you bitch, as soon as I show the world no weakling woman can
wrestle!!!" Sensing her chance, Betty pulls her head forward and then smashes
back as hard as she can, crashing into Raul's face, and breaking his nose! The
champ drops the bra and staggers back, screaming, "My nose, my nose, you
whore, you broke my nose!!" Betty staggers to her feet, pulling on a ring
rope, and starts to breathe and get her strength back. Picking up her bra, she
hears the audience roar, "Strangle him, Betty!!" But looking out into the
crowd, she smiles, shakes her head, and throws it out to them instead, as a
souvenir. She wants to win the match cleanly, so there will be no question
about her victory. Before turning to Raul, she shakes her big bare boobs to
the delight of her fans.

Raul is gingerly holding his bloody, broken nose as he sees Betty moving
towards him, and begins to back away. " No running away little boy! Payback
time!" Betty laughs. Sprinting across the ring, she puts the champ into a
punishing headlock and roughly drags him around and around the mat. Quickly
moving into a reverse Boston Crab that has the champ groaning in pain, Betty
warns, "Hey, sweetie, first I take out your legs, then I'll ruin your arms and
then it will be time to submit, OK?" The champ howls out, "Fuck you!" Betty
increases the strain on the champ, causing him to emit full-fledged screams of
agony. Breaking this hold, she puts Raul in a vicious arm bar, for over 10
minutes, first almost dislocating his right shoulder, then his left, as she
carries out her promise to take the muscle-man apart, limb by limb. Sensing
the end is near, the crowd starts chanting, "We want Betty, we want Betty!,"
letting the big blonde know she has already won the crowd.

Raul is a bloody mess, totally exhausted, his tongue hanging out of his mouth,
his limbs limp and useless, his body bathed in sweat. Betty drags him to the
center of the ring and, draping him over her massive thigh, belly-slaps him as
the audience counts, "one...two...three...four...ten." She lets the
semi-conscious champ slide off her slippery thigh onto the canvas and pauses a
few moments to flex for the crowd and blow them kisses. Returning to her
victim, she grabs the champ by his shiny black hair and literally drags him
over close to the main bank of TV cameras, which are beaming the historic
match all over the world. Rolling him on his stomach, she mounts his back and
applies a brutal camel clutch with tremendous force! The champ is shocked
fully awake by searing pain as the lady gladiator pulls his chin, neck, and
back into a giant, tortured bow. Raul's arms flail wildly and he screams
helplessly, a look of pure terror on his face! She's done it! Betty has put
the champ into his own favorite finishing hold ! Now she straddles him on his
back and demands to him and the cameras, "Time to submit, dear. See the the
cameras? They' re all watching you! Don't make me get rough, sweet cakes.!!"
Raul shakes his head no, weakly trying to grab at the brawny female forearms
around his jaw. Betty goes wild, completelely encircling his head with her
massive arms and twisting as hard as she can. "AAAAAAAAaaaggggghhhhhh!!! OK,
OK, I SUBMIT, I SUBMIT, PLEASE STOP!!!" The crowd goes wild, the bell rings,
and Betty releases the ex-champ's head, which hits the canas with a thump.
"Oh, one last thing, Raul," Betty whispers to the now unconscious wrestler,
"You took off PART of MY suit, so I'll take ALL of YOURS." She bends down and
in one savage motion grabs and rips off Raul's bikini, leaving the former
champion, beaten, humiliated, knocked out and naked on the mat. "Here's
another souvenir," Betty chuckles as she tosses it to the cheering crowd.

She turns around to see the wrestling commissioner, Vince DaMan, bringing the
world championship belt, and he presents it to her, as he announces, "Ladies
and gentlemen, the winner of the match, in 33 minutes, by submission, and the
new heavyweight wrestling champion of the world, Betty Fonetto!" Betty thanks
and kisses him. Then she sees a very young and muscular black man in a tiny
purple bikini shyly approaching, but carrying a single red rose.It's Cedric.
Betty squeals with delight and launches herself onto him, locking her muscled
thighs around his waist and kissing him passionately as they hug each other
with their massive arms. "I knew you could do it, Champ," whispers Cedric
between kisses. "Let's go back to Jamaica, tonight!" Betty coos as she tongues
deep into the ear of the black muscleman.

THE END