Grimm Wrestling: Rae Punzel vs Pumpkin Peters (Patreon)

3-day weekend means lots of idea buildup. It’s not even that I didn’t write on the weekend. First workday just usually comes with some creative juices.

Worked on a few things today but got enough of my fight vibe back to write some more Grimm’s. A fellow writer/fan from over at http://www.hentai-foundry.com/stories/user/n29219 has been chatting on and off with me and suggested Rae Punzel and I liked her bratty attitude, cell fixation and just long hair in general. Not full on Disney long, but she had extensions that make it close. They write a lot of stuff like my early wrestling work so suggest giving them a look.

Grimm’s feels easy to do. They're usually on the short side and they’re actively about being cheesy, over the top and overly horny since it’s really a strip club putting on poser pro wrestling. Some people have suggested making some of the wrestlers have real grudges and get into real fights in the ring, but I honestly haven’t thought very deeply into the cast’s offstage personalities to put anything like it together. Most of them are cheery coworkers who like putting on a show and don’t mind taking some lumps to make it happen. Which is a much healthier workplace than I hear a lot of real pro wrestling is behind the scenes… which is one more way it’s all a fantasy!

Grimm’s was packed as usual, which got Rae to shiver backstage. The new recruit was making her debut tonight, and she’d gotten in her practice on the stage and the ring but never before a live audience. The tanned blonde took a bracing deep breath and shook out her arms to try and relax.

“Don’t sweat it,” the shorter redhead beside her assured. Peters nudged Rae in the side and flashed her a smile. She was a year or two younger than the blonde, but had been at Grimm’s combination wrestling league and stripclub for longer than she had.

“They’ll love it. Just look trashy and really sell it when I hit ya. They eat this trashy stuff up.”

“Okay… okay, but is it ok working without a script?” she double-checked. “I know some of the big time pros really stick with at least a few basic steps…”

“We have some story beats stuff, but we find it easier to make it up as we go. Gets a real reaction. If you see a good opening, try and pin me. Otherwise, just pretend to beat the shit outta me in as cool a way as you can and you’ll do great, babe.”

Pumpkin kissed the newby on the cheek and readied herself by the runway as the owner/announcer warmed up the crowd.

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Miss Grim announced the start of the match and the redheaded wrestler came out first. Pumpkin “Pussy Eater” Peters was a young woman in a mixed orange and green bikini to play up her pumpkin theme. She had a pear-shaped figure, giving her a thick ass to fill out her bottoms as she shook and twerked it on the way to the ring. Her hair was dyed a cherry red and light freckles marked her fair skin. As she reached the ring, she leaned back on the apron and stuck out her famously wide tongue and waggled it suggestively for the crowd. While a fairly good girl wrestler, she was popular as a very sexual wrestler who loved to toss her heavy booty around when she wasn’t teasing them with her powerful tongue.

Rae Punzel came strutting down the runway, her already long blonde hair tied up with several extensions to make it excessively long. Even tied up in half, it hung to her middle back in a loop above her perky ass and across a bright white ring jacket with “Princess” across the back. Her juicy tits bobbed in the top of her snug and elastic gold leotard and high wrestling boots led the eye up to the very high-cut legs that showed off her inner thigh. She wore sunglasses and showed off her cellphone in its case covered in (fake) diamonds. She’d pause here and there to pose for and snap selfies, which the Grimm’s staff would upload to their social media live during the match.

The bratty-acting blonde rolled into the ring, shedding her ring jacket and crossing her legs as she sat on the turnbuckle to snap another pouty-lipped selfie. She finally stuck her phone and jacket away in her corner to face off with Pumpkin, who was waiting with her arms folded across her perky little tits.

The bell rang and the girls were quick to rush out, locking up in a classic test of strength. The debuting blonde tried to use her height to force Peters back but she just leaned in and mashed her mouth against Rae’s. The flashy blonde’s eyes went wide as she shoved her thick tongue down her throat, surprising her with a kiss to warm up the fight. They remained lip locked as Rae flailed her arms around, really selling her shock for the hooting crowd before she pulled away. She made exaggerating gagging gestures before she wiped her mouth off, letting Peters beam and wave her arms to rile up the crowd.

The seething Rae turned back to her opponent, but Peters was already braced to rush her. She speared her around the middle and brought the thinner girl down hard, hitting her with a blindsiding barrage of slaps across the face. Rae’s lengthy hair whipped and dragged around behind her as she flailed wildly at Peters, forcing her to back off at last. Rae took a moment to shake out her head, getting her bearings as she helped herself rise on the ropes.

Peters came rushing at her again, this time to turn around and hurl herself ass-first into Rae’s stomach. The blonde gave a huge grunt and doubled over as best she could as Peters ground her thick ass into her belly, rubbing in the pain before she started to back away for more.

That was when Rae Punzel grabbed the back of her bikini bottoms and yanked them upward. Peters squealed and jumped up to her tiptoes as the cheap wedgie caught her offguard. The audience still cheered wildly as she pulled on the bottoms, showing off Peters’ freckled butt before hugging her from behind and slamming her to the mats with a quick suplex.

Rae followed up while Peters rolled onto her front, groaning and holding her back. The blonde went to her corner and fetched her phone before going back after Pumpkin. She grabbed the tightly-packed bottoms and pulled the from the redhead’s crack, exposing her ass and pussy to the grateful crowd.

“I’m the princess of this league!” Rae shouted to the crowd. She held up her phone before bringing its studded case smacking down across Peters’ ass. She shouted and kicked her feet helplessly as Rae used it to roughly spank her, tormenting the freckled wrestler before holding her phone up again. She threw up a peace sign and blew a kiss as the flash went off, capturing her posing in front of Pumpkin’s thick ass like a trophy.

“Hashtag kicking jobber butt!” Rae laughed mockingly as she proudly sent out the photo.

Her showboated let Peters kick out of her pinning spanking, bucking loose before she wrapped her legs around Rae’s waist. The slender blonde gasped as Peters clenched her thick thighs around her middle, making her wail and slap at her legs trying to get out. The freckled fighter just grabbed her lengthy hair and pulled back like a set of reigns, making Rae arch her back and kick the mats screaming in agony.

Rae bashed her fist down on Pumpkin’s thighs a few times before resorting to twisting one of her toes. She cried out and recoiled from her scissor as Rae hurried back to her feet, spinning around and throwing a kick into her chest. Peters grunted and fell back to the mats, barely blocking it but still taking the brunt of the wild blow.

The bratty blonde grabbed Peters by the hair, roughly dragging her back to her feet. She was still bent double as Rae went to set her up for a suplex, just for the redhead to pay her back for the earlier pantsing. Peters reached behind her and nd pulled on Rae’s thong-backed leotard, heaving herself up while slinging Rae across her shoulders. The blonde screamed and thrashed in surprise as she was put into a torture rack by the smaller redhead, who was making a show of feeling up Rae’s tits and ass in her vulnerable position.

“I’m used to going down on the first date!” Peters called out, winking to the crowd. “But not this time! Your turn, bitch!”

Peters let herself drop back, slamming Rae noisily to the mats. The blonde flopped weakly as Peters rose up and flexed her stocky little arms before climbing on the back of Rae’s legs. She pulled and stretched her leotard as the blonde struggled uselessly, only helping her goal as she ripped the entire costume off her. Pumpkin Peters stumbled back with the shreds of gold elastic in her hands, throwing it out of the ring as Rae rose to her knees with a lot of utter shock. She clutched her chest and groin in a fruitless effort to cover up her privates.

“Welcome to Grimm’s, baby!” Peters laughed. She removed her own bikini top and threw it into Rae’s face, getting her to scramble to throw it off. Peters turned and shook her thick ass and perky tits for the crowd while Rae seethed behind her. She reached behind her head and unspooled her lengthy hair, letting it drop to the floor before she rushed in behind Peters. The blonde slammed into her before wrapping her long hair around her neck, pulling it back like piano wire as the redhead gagged and struggled against it.

Peters looked to be in trouble for a minute before she clenched her fist and drove an elbow back into Rae’s belly. The blonde huffed and doubled over before Peters grabbed her head and jumped to the mats, landing on her thick behind and dropping Rae’s jaw across her shoulder in a hasty stunner. Rae dropped to the mats clutching her chin, too stunned to resist as Peters dragged her by one leg into a corner.

She spread Rae’s legs out, draping them over the bottom ropes before she climbed halfway up the turnbuckle. Rae couldn’t dislodge herself in time to dodge so just waved her hands pleadingly before Peters jumped back off, dropping her big booty down on Rae’s spread pussy. Rae howled and bucked on the mats, humping her opponent’s ass in her thrashing and getting them both jiggling for the rowdy crowd.

Peters rubbed her ass against her aching twat before she lifted Rae’s legs. She folded them up over her head, nearly bending her in half as she theatrically licked up from her ass to her pussy. With a light and taunting kiss, she suddenly plunged in and shoved her powerful tongue inside her slit. Rae’s eyes went wide as she variously screamed in horror and moaned in pleasure from the invasive tongue lashing. Her whole body quivered and bucked helplessly as the oral expert tore her pussy apart. Rae finally moaned loudly as she threw her long head of hair back, shutting her eyes as she squirted over Peters’ face. She pulled back enough to let the crowd see the messy orgasm coating her mouth and tits, smiling proudly at her sexual handiwork.

“I love popping ring cherries!” Peters gloated, sending a quick spank to Rae’s pussy. The blonde gasped and hastily bucked out of the folding hold, scrambling pathetically to get away on all fours as she gingerly held her crotch.

Peters kept Rae on the run as she stalked after her, grabbing her by her lengthy hair. She pulled Rae back up and swung her around, making her spin squealing in a wide circle to give the crowd a good look at her naked body. Peters finally let her fling off into one of the ropes and bounce back, slamming her with a diving clothesline to the tits. Rae crashed back to the mats, down and dazed as Peters kept control over the match.

She laid her naked body across Rae’s, squashing down her tits as she lifted her leg for a pin. The crowd chanted down to 2 when Rae kicked back out, rolling weakly away.

“More fun for me,” Peters shrugged as she grabbed the blonde by the shoulder. She rolled her onto her back for another move when Rae revealed that her curling up had been a cover to grab her phone she’d dropped earlier. She held it up and hit the button to set off the flash, blasting it into Peters’ face and making her painfully recoil while rubbing her eyes. The camera flash had blinded her long enough for Rae to get up to her knees, gripping her phone tightly and bashing Peters in the face like it was a studded set of brass knuckles. The blinding blindside got the audience booing her dirty trick as Peters was laid out, her thick thighs spread for whoever cared to look up her pussy.

“What a loser! Thinking you can beat the princess of the ring, you titless slut!?” Rae gloated. She stood over Peters with a foot on Peters’ slight belly while taking a few humiliating pictures of her stunned face.

Rae fiddled with her phone for a moment, taking another quick selfie before setting it to vibrate. She flashed the crowd her loudly humming and shaking phone with a wicked grin before she stepped off Peters and shoved it up between her legs. The redhead gasped and tensed up as she pawed at her pussy and the tightly wedged improvised sex toy.

Rae took a sexy strut around to Peters’ head as she got her in a chokehold, forcing her to sit up. The bootylicious redhead’s legs splayed open, her eyes rolling between the choke and the loudly buzzing phone against her clit. The audience chanted and cheered as she weakly struggled, pushing drunkenly at Rae’s arm to no effect. She had the hold on tight and her smug smirk showed she wasn’t about to lose it after having her ass kicked and humiliated for most of the match.

Still, Peters fought on. She struggled to one knee and then one leg, firing up the crowd with her slow attempt to fight back. Rae slammed a hindering punch into her side but the spread-legged redhead fought on. She even made it to both feet in front of the shocked Rae before Peters let out a husky wail. Her hips shook as the vibration proved too much for her, cumming messily over her rival’s phone.

Rae smirked mockingly, stroking over Peters’ face and pinching one of her plump little tits.

“Nice try, poser. I’m the only real OOF!”

Peters suddenly powered backward, ramming her ass into Rae’s stomach until she plowed her into the turnbuckle behind them. Rae was crushed between an ass and a hard place as the bottom-heavy girl fought through her orgasm, bouncing her booty into Rae’s gut until she limply dropped to a sitting position. She clutched her stomach too tightly to stop Peters as she shoved her ass back, shaking the freckled cheeks in Rae’s face with a crushing stinkface. Her long hair and pretty face were jostled around until Rae was left drooling and barely conscious when Peters stepped away.

The redhead kicked Rae away from the ropes, letting her drop like a ragdoll on the mats. She scaled to the top turnbuckle, pumping her fists in the air to fire up the crowd as she twerked her ass for them. She finally leapt off and dropped the full weight of her meaty cheeks on Rae’s face, making her whole body buck like she’d been hit by a car. She laid limp as the crowd counted down to three, cuing the bell as the proud redhead rolled off her.

Rae still laid limp on the mats, so Peters picked up her head to hug against her chest. She flashed the crowd a big grin before grabbing the blonde’s phone. She hugged the limp and unconscious-looking stripper to her bosom as she snapped a mocking selfie.

“Nice hashtag comeback. See you when you wake up, slut!”

Peters let her drop back to the mats, tossing the phone onto her opponent’s jiggling tits before sliding out of the ring to let her slowly start to come to. The blonde briefly fumed before grabbing her things and hastily retreating backstage.

“So good?” Rae asked eagerly as she got backstage. Peters was already changing back into some stockings as she nodded towards the new recruit.

“Real good. They were nutting in their seats over you, blondie,” Peters praised. “Keep it coming and they’ll keep on cumming. Nice orgasm out there, by the way.”

The redhead licked her lips and smiled wider. “Hope they match us up again sometime.”