Tension Tag Tourney Round 1: The Brat Pack Vs. King's Crew!

Kent clutching his balls with one hand and the other is covering his face hunching over from the pain and he just not liking this situation at all, he barely looking up to see whats going on. "Nghhhh?" Kent seeing Izzi getting into trouble with King by shoving him out of the ring through the ropes, and out he goes disappearing with a loud thud and groans, now only Kent alone in the ring with the Brats.

The handsomest wrestler tries to stand up but little weak between the legs and the legs itself. While his partner, still down on the outside floor, hoping he could move himself up on the ring apron, resting his arms and head on it, really winded from teh fall.

Cham Cham was still down on her back with her arms sprawled out, looking pretty cute and vulnerable with her rags barely covering her body.. After dealing with King, Izzi turned her attentions back on Kent. She charged back across the ring with her bat like wings flapping as she bounded up and down towards him

As she got close she jumped up as if to go for an enzuigiri... However instead of going for the traditional kick with her foot to the side or back of the head, Izzi aimed to ram the inside of her lycra covered thigh straight into Kent's face. Letting her forward momentum do the work as her small body is carried through into him

While King still trying to get up to his feet and leaning on the ring apron, groaning as he tries to move his body towards to the steel steps until he can get himself to walk up and get in the ring as soon as she can.

During that, Kent still holding both his face and crotch by the damn brats who really messing him up good. Until to react quickly where Izzi coming right at him using her thigh slam right into his face, knocking him back down on the mat clutching his face. "Nghhhh not again!"

Izzi's momentum carried her down towards the mat with Kent, almost resulting in her stuffing her crotch right against the side of his face as he hit the canvas. She was quick to get moving though, sensing that Kent was current on the ropes and hadn't really been able to put up any kind of offensive against either of the two brats. She hoped up to feet and moved to stand over him with both of her legs either side of Kent's head.

"This is what you get for being the enemy and being so big and stuff!" She exclaimed proudly, not really elaborating as to why he is the enemy as per the norm with opponents she pronounced to be enemies of brat pack.

"Let me introduce your most handsomest face to my most handsomest ass! YAAAAAHH!!" She yelled out as she leaped up into the air as high as she could and kicked her out in front of her as firmly... She simply had to let gravity do the rest of the work, her small 4"11 body coming back down with her tightly purple lycra clad butt cheeks aimed to splash right into Kent's most prized feature, the face

Kent laying on his back with his big hands covering his face hurting like hell like everyone is out there to hurt his prized face, why would anyone would do that to him?! He isnt in a perfect shape right now as the tag team The Brats Pack attacking him constantly while King is nowhere in sight from his view, he slowly looking up to see something purple, weird shape actually, then seeing its the girl who smacked him and then suddenly, quickly sat on his face with all her little weights slamming down on top of him. "MMMMMRUGH!"

Kent starts kicking and trying to get his hands up to pushes her off him, no one sits on his face like that! No one! While Kent struggling from his handsome beatdown, King however slowly recovering and slipping back in the ring, low angry growls, moving behind her looking down just staring at her before trying to snatch Izzi with his arms under hers, lifting her off Kent as high as he can, placing his hands against the back of her head in his Full Nelson. "Yooooooou!"

"Yeah..!" Izzi scoffed obnoxiously as she gyrated her hips back and forth to scrapped her smooth little butt cheeks up and down Kent's face as he lay helplessly underneath her.

"How'd you like them apples huh?!" Of course Kent couldn't response with a face full of the succubi's ass, but soon enough Izzi wouldn't be too worried about obtaining the answer out of him as King came up from behind her and suddenly hooked his arms around under her armpits

"HEY!" Izzi yelped up as she was forced right up off of him into a standing position on the tips of her toes.. She felt King's stern chest press in against her back as he slipped his muscular arms around hers and hooking the back of her head into a full nelson hold

"Uuuungh!!"

Kent getting his hands onto that darn Izzi thighs and pushing it off his face as quickly as possible, not wanting his face smell like ass, literally, but somehow she was very light, much much lighter like air, seeing her lifting up off his face which he quickly rubbing his face, King saved his life.... well face. "Phhhlahhh! Yuck! Ugh.... thanks bro.... ugh...."

King growled both Izzi holding her up like a kid in his Full Nelson as well growling to his partner. "Dont call me bro, thats a stupid word....." Kent slowly getting up to his feet while King continues to hold onto Izzi, Kent havent really lay a finger on any of the opposing team, he needs to try it once.

"Ugh... okay fine bro----King.... lift her up, I want to powerbomb her!" Kent hint bluntly to both his partner and Izzi, King sigh as his partner is dumb as his 'handsomest' face, he thinks his partner must of been high on lotion or something. "Fine,whatever, fuck her up!"

King attempt to yank Izzi up trying to get her legs to sling up so Kent can get in to have it around his neck, hoping he can grab hold of her thighs to pull her off of King hands before pulling her down with a hard throw, aiming to slam her down, like he said before, a powerbomb.

Izzi's small weight was pretty easy to lift up completely off her feet, her lycra covered ass rubbing up against King's abs as he bullied up and over towards Kent...

"nh no!" Izzi protested as the two of them double teamed her into position, Kent grasped onto her legs and pulled them up over his shoulders as King shove the little brat up into a sitting position... Izzi's crotch moved in against Kent's face as her hands wrapped around the back of his head, her thighs against his cheeks. Sharply Kent threw Izzi's small body down from over 6 foot all the way to the canvas, the ring shook with a resounding *THUD* as the succubi hit the mat on the back of her shoulders

"Ugh!" Izzi coughed out, the impact enough to make her small body bounce up into a sitting position before she slumped back down onto one side, puffing out a couple of huffs of air through her pursed lips while Cham Cham stirred over at the edge of the ring, rolling over onto her front and pressing her paws down on the mat.

King helping out his parnter who having more trouble cause of his stupid face of his, if he weren't obsessed with it hen he could easily handle these punks no problem. For now at least they were able to double teaming on Izzi as Kent lifting her up high and throw her down onto the mat with the powerbomb, both male wrestlers looks at each other taking a breather with an upper hands against The Punk Packs.

"Hey, you handle that kitty and ill handle this blonde." King ordered his partner which he respond with a shrug and okay with it. So Kent tries to move towards to Cham Cham with his body sweating, hoping to pull her little body up and trying to lift her up across his shoulders with one hand on her chin and other on the thigh, pulling her tiny body in his favortie back bending torture rack. "Ngh... payback time you little kitten!"

As for King, he got something else for Izzi.... worst than what Kent would do. King however would try reaching her head to pull up onto her feet and getting his arm around her tiny head, leaning in reaching for back of her legs before lifting her upside down, spread her legs apart to compress her body painfully for his early submission finisher- Muscle Buster Stretch. "GRRRRR!"

Cham Cham had barely even made it up to all fours when Kent came across to lift her up the rest of the way whether she was ready or not. Cham Cham could only let out a faint huff into Kent's bare chest as he slipped his arm down in between the feline's bare thighs and hooked her up off her feet.. Tipping her right over his head, around onto his shoulders

"AUUUGGH!!" Cham Cham huffed out as her back and the side of her small body was pressed and curved around the back of Kent's neck in the painful torture rake hold. His hand holding onto her thigh up close to her bare snatch as her cat paw flailed wildly, still thoroughly groggy from the pile driver she had had to endure from King, the second piledriver from him in her lifetime.


Izzi meanwhile lay on her side, panting faintly against the mat as she stretched one arm around to press against her back where she had landed for Kent's big powerbomb. The tiny succubi grimanced as her blonde hair was grasped and she was dragged upwards to her feet, her fingerless gloved hands trailing up the sides of King's thighs to steady herself as she was pulled up. Izzi's head was shoved down under King's armpit, one leg grasped as she panted down the side of King's bare ribs for a second or two... Then with a squeal, the little brat was hoisted up off her feet into the air..


"ARRGHH!!" She choked out as her chin was forced down (or rather up, at least in this position) against her through and chest, both her legs being grabbed by the bigger male and forced into a splits maneuver