Wrestle Kingdom Pt 1 (Patreon)

I guess not everyone here would know the setup for this one. I posted a start to the story a month ago for people to vote on what monster would appear to wrestle. The answer’s pretty apparent, but it was a real poll for donors at one point. Finally swung back around to finishing the actual wrestle part today. Should be putting up another vote for this one’s “choose your own adventure” style direction.

This was a premise I’d thought up a long time ago but didn’t commit to doing anything with. A JRPG kind of setup but every monster is actually a wrestling match as rings pop up out of the ground. Throwing in the voting option and the streamer chat flavor really sealed it.

It’s a decently balanced mix of humiliation, wrestling and some monster sex, like any properly trashy isekai.

Amanda didn’t remember buying a game called Wrestle Kingdom, but there it was on top of her “to-do pile.” The cover was decorated with several cartoony fantasy characters in a large wrestling ring; orcs and dragons and sexily armored ladies going for flying elbows and suplexes on each other. It looked goofy enough to catch her eye so she popped it into her Playstation and sat down in front of it. The redheaded girl put on her headset, dressed in her casual clothes of some shorts and a sleeveless shirt that showed some of her lightly freckled cleavage.

“Hey, everyone. Trying out this new game today,” she reported, glancing up at her webcam. Her chat was already full of fans, the fairly small-time gamer girl having a few loyal fans and a few passing randos who joined in to ogle her more than her gameplay. She was lean but curvy enough where it counted to consider herself hot and her straight red hair went just past her shoulders.

“Something called Wrestle Kingdom. I’ve got no idea who made it because I can’t find anything online, but whoever sent it, thanks, I guess. Must be some weird forgotten thing from Switzerland or something.”

She hit Start on the menu and it zoomed in on a 3-D model that looked stunningly close to herself.

“Wow. No wonder they recommended it. Looks just like me,” she mused. “Wonder if it’s some indie developer sending me a demo to get some attention.”

She breathed out heavily as she messed with the character creator, but everything seemed stuck. Her race was human and her build, skin and hair color stayed the same. All that really changed was her class.

“Wrestler, Boxer, Scrapper, Brawler, Monk… the hell? Monk’s the only one that sounds normal in the bunch. Let’s just stay default and… Wrestler I guess. Name of the game, isn’t it?”

She skipped over a few confirmations and terms and conditions windows, only pausing to agree to “stream participation mode” before finishing up. As soon as she did, the screen started to glow green. In fact, it crackled with energy. Green lightning started to spark out past her.

“Oh crap! Oh crap it hacked my tv or something!” Amanda blurted. She stood up to back away, just for the light to form a huge hand. It wrapped around her and dragged her into the screen. In one last flash of green, she opened her eyes to find herself standing on a dirt road. She was in the middle of a grassy field with nothing but a few trees within sight. Everything was an especially bright color, with clear skies and richly green grass that moved on its own despite the lack of a breeze.

“Son of a bitch. Am I in the game?” she groaned. She looked down at her bare feet, glad that at least the ground was soft enough to make her not regret it. She jumped in surprise as a flat, floating screen popped up in front of her.

Deluxorz: oh damn. It even sounds like Manda.

Lucky666: pretty realistic graphics too

Shark-panzer: ginger goddess looking good~

“Holy fuck!” Amanda yelped as she backed away, just for the chat window to follow her. “Definitely in the game.”

Amanda frowned and looked around, but the single path made it painfully clear which way to go. She shrugged and started walking down it. No matter how carefully she tread, a shadow suddenly popped up in front of her out of nowhere. It was vaguely humanoid but completely undefined in any detail.

“A monster encounter!” a cheerful woman’s voice piped in from overhead.

“It could be anything lurking in those shadows. These are normally randomly generated based on the area. However, if you’re playing online, viewers can vote on who you’re up against.”

The ground beneath Amanda’s feet rumbled as a full-sized wrestling ring grew up around them both. Amanda’s eyes went wide as she realized what this meant. She ran for the ropes and tried to crawl out to flee the fight, but a shimmering purple barrier kept her stuck inside.

“Shit shit shit… okay, uh… chat. Let’s keep this easy for me, okay?” she asked pleadingly. “I can’t fight for shit and I don’t need one of those ‘die in the game, die in real life’ situations.”

“All damage will be healed when the match is over, and you can make gold by losing a match impressively enough too! So don’t worry about winning or losing~!” the narrative voice went on.

“Helping or hurting here?!” Amanda shouted up at it as the chat was already abuzz with where they were going to pick.

The options popped up in front of her, making her wince as the numbers went up and down based on the chat’s votes:

One was a dorky little goblin girl, scrawny apart from her hips in a dirty loincloth. She wore big glasses and was marked as Challenge: Low.

Another was a cute catgirl more her size. She had cosplay-looking ears and tail over a fur bikini, but wore boxing gloves painted to resemble paws. Challenge: Normal.

The last was a tall and muscular girl, clearly some kind of zombie. She had a dull look to her face, her jaw hanging open and eyes half open lazily. Her gray-green skin had some stitches on it, and she was still shaking dirt from her hair. Challenge: Hard.

The votes were a concerning tie and Amanda briefly worried the game would decide to say “fuck it” and make her fight all three, but the shortstack fans pulled through in the end. The red-haired streamer sighed in relief as the weakest of the options pulled ahead more and more by the end.

“Thank god. They’re bigger pervs than they are sadists,” Amanda scoffed. On the other hand, she took a closer look at the numbers. There was a surprising amount of input involved, getting her ego to puff up a bit. She was drawing in more viewers than ever with the exotic game and donations were starting to roll in... assuming she could get back to the real world to spend it.

A bell rang as a goblin girl was teleported into the opposite corner with a beam of light. The bottom-heavy little green humanoid had a big head with big glasses and big ears, darker green specks forming freckles on her face. Stringy blue hair hung around her shoulders and she wore some simple caveman-looking loincloth and fur top.

“Oh, thank god. This’ll be easy,” Amanda assured herself. She’d play-wrestled with some of her young cousins and they seemed tougher than the scrawny runt of a monster in front of her.

“Go easy on me!” the goblin squeaked nervously.

“Oh for fuck’s sake that’s pathetic.”

Amanda rolled her eyes before she flashed a wicked grin. It would make for an easy warmup to the game as she moved in and threw a kick at the runty monster. She huffed and clutched her belly.

“That’s really all you’ve got, game? Some tiny titty nerd?” she gloated as she grabbed the goblin by the hair.

Amanda was surprised by how light the dorky goblin was, but the chat popped up that they read that Wrestler classes were better at grabbing and grappling. Deciding to test that theory on the helpless squirming shortstack, Amanda grabbed her around the waist. She spun the monstergirl around, hanging her upside down before dropping towards the mats. She felt her body shifting on its own to move the runt into a piledriver, bashing her head-first into the mats. The goblin’s glasses went flying as Amanda smiled, having never pulled off a move that fancy in the real world.

The goblin groaned and flopped to the mats in front of her as Amanda laughed triumphantly.

“Well shit! This is gonna be easier than I thought. This thing’s got some kind of autopilot for moves.”

Amanda decided to draw things out a little longer. Half to make sure she got the hang of the game and half just to keep bullying the busty goblin. She crawled over and shoved the monster onto her belly before sitting on her back, grabbing and bending her legs into a boson crab. Her lifted legs made her loincloth drop open as she squealed, beating her fists on the mats in a panic while her jugs ballooned up under her chin.

“Owie owie! Quit it!” she whined.

Amanda just smiled wider and pushed the last of the loincloth away, exposing more of her for the chat before spanking her naked pussy. The goblin squealed louder as she was paddled before the horny and amused chat.

Amanda finally released her and smiled as she saw the chat window was popping up like crazy. There were twice as many viewers than she’d ever had and donations were rolling in from her horny bullying.

“Oh shit. Nice! You guys are the best. I’ll be sure to keep it coming. RomlaxForBreakfast, just donated twenty HOOFFFF!”

Amanda’s smug expression instantly vanished as she felt an intense pain in her crotch. The goblin’s tiny fist didn’t make her knuckles any softer, and her shorts weren’t giving her much for protection. The low blow immediately drained her strength and confidence as the pissed little monster scowled at her.

“Who are you talking to!?” the goblin demanded as Amanda dropped to her knees.

She couldn’t choke out the words to answer as the goblin backed into the ropes, slingshotting herself back and dropkicking Amanda in the face. She grunted hard and toppled over, the pain in her head just competing with her throbbing crotch.

Kev-EX: I think goblins get bonuses on sneak attacks

TheGreatIvini: yea, no shit! owch

YesmanNope: Looks like Gobby’s got her stunlocked!

Amanda tried to crawl for the ropes to drag herself back up, but “Gobby” was remaining an opportunist against her bigger opponent. She jumped up and brought an elbow down on Amanda’s back, making her shriek and her arms gave out beneath her. She collapsed just short of the ropes, but Gobby seemed glad to help her the rest of the way. She grabbed Amanda’s red hair and lifted her up just enough to stick her head between the ropes. Gobby grabbed the middle one for balance and jumped up before stomping on her upper back, choking Amanda across the bottom rope.

The human player gagged noisily, her eyes and mouth watering as she gasped and tried to push herself free. Suddenly the goblin wasn’t the featherweight she’d felt when she was lifting and slamming her around, because she felt plenty heavy when she was cutting off her air. The goblin bounced a few times on her before she backed off, letting the watery-eyed redhead roll onto her back. She clutched her throat and coughed, her vision blurred by tears. The chat still showing perfectly clear as if it wasn’t based on her vision.

“She’s even hotter when she loses!”

“Hell of an ahegao face lol!”

“Loved that view of her ass.”

“Go Gobby!”

“Don’t… cheer for the monster!” Amanda snapped as she got control of her breathing again.

She braced her hands on the ropes and got unsteadily back on her feet. Amanda wiped away the tears as she saw Gobby rushing at her again. She threw up her hands to clumsily try and protect herself, but she wasn’t used to fighting… well at all, but especially not somebody so short. Her guard was way too high as the goblin snuck past it and swung a simple club she’d grabbed from behind one of the ringposts, nailing her right in the crotch again.

Amanda screeched in pain as she clutched her pussy again, her eyes and mouth wide open. A bit of red text popped up with “Foreign Object! +15!” She didn’t have the energy to ask what that meant as she dropped to her knees again, just for the goblin to drop the club and tear into her with a few hard face punches that rocked her head around. Her neck wobbled back and forth like Gobby’s personal punching bag before the goblin spun and slammed her with a roundhouse kick to the face, sending her tumbling awkwardly into a corner.

Amanda groaned dizzily, her whole body a mix of fatigue and pain. She braced herself against anything she could, only to realize she was sitting with her back perfectly against the ringpost. She’d seen enough women wrestling to know where this was going.

“Oh shit! Wait! Wait, no!”

“Payback time, bitch!” Gobby declared as she came rushing at her.

She leapt and turned in midair to slam her big booty into Amanda’s face like a fleshy meteor. Her body rocked from the ass slam as Gobby grabbed the robes, burying the player’s face under her loincloth and grinding it over her face in a mocking but affective stinkface. Amanda’s whined and wails were smothered out as she slapped against the big green butt with a similar sense of futility. The smothering wasn’t helped by the fact that the goblin geek’s musky privates made any actual breathing she got in there tainted by her choking scent.

Amanda was a sweaty mess by the time the goblin backed off. She couldn’t even bring herself to stand back up as Gobby strut in a quick showboating pose, flexing her scrawny arms before she came back to Amanda. She pulled on the human’s legs, barely able to drag her to the middle of the ring between Amanda’s dead weight and Gobby’s pathetic strength. She still sat on the human’s belly and pulled up Amanda’s shirt, exposing her tits to the open air. Amanda was briefly conscious enough to see the donations skyrocketing between her losing and her increasing nudity and humiliation.

“No… no get off,” Amanda mumbled weakly. She tried to wriggle out of the shirt left binding her arms but she saw Gobby grin widely, flashing her fangs at her.

“I’m gonna need new glasses now, you know,” she hissed. “But I’m sure the prize money will cover that.”

Gobby suddenly lashed out at her, burying her fangs into one of Amanda’s tits while her claws dug into her other nipple. The redhead screamed madly in agony as Gobby snarled, gnawing and scratching out her juicy tits while stretching them out painfully.

“OH FUCK! OH FUCK! STOP! I GIVE! I TAP OUT!” she rambled, hoping she got the right code work for the game to realize she wanted out. It wasn’t until she tried “submit” that a bell rang somewhere overhead. Gobby smiled as she hopped back off her, the match finally over as she relented mauling Amanda’s tits. She whimpered and curled up hugging her chest, but she suddenly found herself standing up on her feet. She was still stripped to nothing but her shorts and with Gobby standing in front of her with an expectant smirk.

“Choose your punishment!” the female narrator voice called from above.

“Oh come on! It has those too!?” Amanda complained.

Gobby suddenly shoved her in the legs, the humiliation mode making her incredibly easy to manipulate. Amanda stumbled back and hit the ropes, her ass falling right between some of them so she sat on it like an awkward swingset. Gobby yanked down her shorts, exposing her pussy to the delighted chat. She grabbed Amanda’s legs and tossed them to either side, draping them over the middle ropes so she was basically suspended and spread eagle for her fans.

“Oh come on! Please! I didn’t want to come inside your game! I got suAAAAH!”

Amanda screamed as Gobby suddenly plunged her face between her legs. At first it was just her being sensitive from all the low blows, but it became clear that the goblin’s cunnilingus was not a friendly one. She was licking as much as she was biting and clawing, ravaging Amanda’s pussy. She hated to feel how wet it made her as she was left defenseless to the victorious goblin’s cunt-mauling. Amanda screamed even as she humped her conqueror’s face, shuddering violently with the ropes making her buck back as if she loved it. The goblin happily and greedily devoured her twat until she gave another ear-piercing shriek, arching her back to thrust out her bouncing tits and squirting all over Gobby’s face. She purred and lapped greedily around the red and swollen flesh of her pained pussy.

“Mm! I always heard nothin’ like human cum!” Gobby praised. “If only I knew all you humans were this weak! Heehee!”

Amanda was still gasping for air, laying in the ropes like a ragdoll. Gobby just pulled what looked like a modern cellphone from behind her back and typed on it.

“Hey, I just sent you a friend request. Call me up if you ever want a rematch, okay?”

Gobby didn’t wait for an answer from the punchdrunk and fucked silly human. She just waved and winked before the ring and her vanished in a puff of smoke. Amanda landed back on her feet, blinking in confusion as her clothes were back intact. Her body was back to normal and feeling fine, but she still shivered to remember having just felt like she was in agony and with the cum forced out of her by a ravenous goblin girl.

“Maybe… maybe I’ll just wait here a little while,” Amanda decided warily. “This is getting really fucking weird, and if that’s the best I can do against the weakest enemy in the game…”

There was a buzzing from her pocket. She checked it to find a cell phone there, but it wasn’t her own. It was a bit more cartoony looking, and it showed a lot of text and numbers adding up in front of her to a massive amount of gold.

Sex appeal: 900g

Low Blows: 700g

Upset Match: 300g

Humiliation: 1200g

Apparently losing spectacularly enough had earned her loads of in-game money. And that was before she glanced at her chat, where the fans and newcomers were going crazy with donations over her humiliating defeat. If she managed to get out of this game, there was a huge payday waiting for her.

“Or… I think I can go a little longer. Just for you all in the chat.” Her greed won out over her pride as she continued down the path. If they liked seeing her lose, she smugly expected even more donos when she won her next match.

Amanda was perusing over the chat’s donations when another poll arose! She tensed up immediately as she waited to see what they wanted. She had hit another invisible wall in front of a split path.

On one road, there was Mudwrestle Swamp. Home to all kinds of messy monsters.

On another, the Orcish Battlefields. Home of big and muscular brutes used to bringing and taking pain.

On the last was Castle Turnbuckle. A cartoonishly stereotypical kingdom and castle, apparently ruled by the spoiled and bratty Princess Susan Plex.