Tarzan had often thought back to his wrestling match with Mumba and how embarrassed he had been at being so soundly defeated. He had wrestled since then and won most of his matches but the thought of this defeat still lingered with him. Consequently, when word came from King Matsuenze inviting Tarzan to the wrestling tournament, he immediately accepted. Since receiving the invitation, Tarzan had spent a great deal of time working on his strength and skills making sure that he would be in the best of shape for the tournament. His muscles glistened in the sun as he pumped his arms and legs to the max. As he worked out, he wondered if Mumba would be there but knew that King Matsuenze searched for only the strongest and best to compete in the tournament and if not Mumba, Tarzan would need to be ready for whomever he faced. As the date for the event drew closer, Tarzan made plans for his journey and took off with enough time to rest and visit with friends along the way.

As he neared the village, drums announced his coming and groups of villagers with those who had come for the tournament greeted the young Jungle Lord as he entered the village. He went straight to the King’s hut where he was greeted by King Matsuenze and his council. They exchanged greetings with both the King and Tarzan drinking from the sacred water given to them by the council elder. Tarzan looked around for Mumba but didn’t see him and again wondered if he would be pitted against him. His thoughts were interrupted by King Matsuenze who told Tarzan that it was time for a feast in preparation for tomorrow’s tournament. As they ate, the villagers danced and celebrated the bravery of the warriors parading before the King, the council and Tarzan as they chanted and danced the night away. After eating, Tarzan went to his guest hut where he tried to relax for tomorrow’s event. He was up early, stretching his firm, tight and defined musculature as he readied for the day’s events. The horn for the start of the tournament sounded and soon all the villagers and guest had gathered at the field to watch the various events. Tarzan sat near the King viewing all of the matches and wondering if Mumba or someone else would be his opponent. He watched those in the tournament wrestle and knew that he would have been able to have defeated those he had watched so far. While some were definitely strong and good, none of them seem to have the experience that he did in wrestling although he did notice several whom he thought would one day make powerful foes. The King soon let Tarzan know that his match would be upcoming and Tarzan then asked the King if he would be facing Mumba. “No,” the King replied, letting Tarzan know that Mumba had been sent to another village to accomplish several tasks for the King. “However, he smiled, “he and I both spent time picking out your opponent.” Tarzan rose as his match was announced and walked out to the wrestling area. Then he turned as he watched the arrival of his opponent, his dark ebony skin shinning in the mid day sun. Indeed the King and Mumba had picked a huge opponent for Tarzan who stood 6’7” tall and whose thighs and arms looked like giant tree stumps on his 375+ pound body. His muscles bulged and rippled as he flexed them pointing toward Tarzan. “I am Nube and you are mine Jungle Lord” Tarzan did not flinch as he watched his opponent for he had learned to wrestle with the giant apes and he feared no man. The King signaled for the match to begin.

Both men circled and lifted their arms as they moved in to hook up. As their chests collided Tarzan felt the power of Nube’s body. They strained against each other but soon Tarzan was forced to one knee as Nube began to overpower him. He groaned as he struggled to get back to his feet and then drove his body into Nube’s gut catching him by surprise. He hit his gut again forcing Nube to release his hands allowing Tarzan to quickly get to his feet and grab him into a tight side headlock. Tarzan flexed as he put all of his power into grinding in the head lock. Nube tried prying out and when that failed he jabbed his huge arms into Tarzan’s side eventually forcing Tarzan to release the hold. As Tarzan did, he quickly delivered a savant kick to Nube’s head followed by a series of kicks to his upper body. Nube staggered back and Tarzan then jumped up with a standing drop kick to Nube’s upper body. Nube staggered back several feet and as he did Tarzan dove making a baseball slide through the big man’s legs. Once behind him, he jumped up and delivered a hard drop kick to the big man’s back. Nube turned, his anger exploding as he charged at Tarzan. Tarzan tried to move out of his way but was caught by the speed of the big man. Nube grabbed his muscled body and rained a series of massive forearms down on his head. Tarzan dropped to his knees dazed by the power of his massive forearm. Nube continued raining arm smashes to his head and back forcing Tarzan’s body to the ground. As Tarzan lay on the ground, Nube looked at the crowd and then stepped back before delivering a hard leg drop across Tarzan’s back. Tarzan’s body almost bent in half as Nube’s leg seemed to cut it in half. Nube then began a series of hard elbow and knee drops to Tarzan’s lower back. With each knee and elbow drop, Tarzan’s body seemed to be chopped in half as it jerked up. After his last knee drop, Nube stood up looking down at the muscled body lying before him. Tarzan slowly started to get to his knees his body telegraphing him the pain that was making it way through his entire frame. As he got to his knees and straightened up, he was clubbed hard overhead by Nube’s massive forearm which sent him sprawling back to the ground. He heard his body scream as he hit the ground. Nube smiled sadistically as he looked at Tarzan and reached down grabbing his ankles. He then dragged Tarzan by his ankles a few feet before he turned him over into a brutally tight boston crab. As Nube sat into the crab, he bent the young Jungle Lord’s muscled body almost in half as he brought his bare feet almost back to his head. Tarzan screamed from the pain and pounded the ground trying to fight the pain off. He attempted to power up but Nube was too powerful and all he could do was try to fight the pain as he felt his back ripping in half. His screams seem to delight Nube who asked the Jungle Lord if he submitted. Tarzan refused to submit and pounded the ground harder as he tried to bear the pain. When he realized that Tarzan was not going to submit, Nube then released the crab and as he got up Tarzan slowly tried to crawl away. Nube laughed as he watched Tarzan try to crawl and measuring him, he then came down with his massive forearm across his lower back. Tarzan screamed from the pain. Nube delivered his massive forearm several more times to Tarzan’s back and each time took a moment to grind his arm into the Jungle Lord’s back. Nube stood up looking down at Tarzan who tried to get to his knees. Nube smiled as he grabbed the Jungle Lord’s head and pulled it up between his thick ebony thighs locking them around it as he began to flex and squeeze. Tarzan screamed as he felt his head crushed in between what seemed like an iron vise and wildly tried to pry them off. Nube laughed as he watched the helpless ape man caught in his thick thighs. He squeezed harder and then began to rain hard arm smashes down onto Tarzan’s exposed back. He soon let him go and Tarzan collapsed at his feet, his back and head both redden from the abuse they had taken. Nube reached down and pulled Tarzan up and as he got to his feet, Nube grabbed Tarzan by the crotch and throat and lifting him high overhead in a gorilla press he pressed him high holding him there for what seemed an eternity for Tarzan before he threw him down hard on the ground. Tarzan’s body arched almost in half as it hit the ground and he rolled around holding his body almost in half. Nube grabbed him and again hooked his head into his huge thighs as he reached down and pulled the Jungle Lord’s loin cloth from his body. Nube then reached down wrapping his arms around Tarzan’s upper body as he then jerked him up and onto his right shoulder into a single shoulder backbreaker. Tarzan screamed from the pain and struggled to break free as Nube bounced him on his shoulder showing off the Jungle Lord’s naked body to the crowd. He then stopped and bouncing Tarzan up and down a few more times, he released the hold dropping him to the ground.

Tarzan felt his entire body alive with pain but before he was able to even move, he felt Nube’s hand grabbing his hair and pulling him up. Nube laughed as Tarzan staggered in front of him and slowly he bent down putting his huge python guns around Tarzan’s waist as he then jerked him up high and tight into a bearhug. Tarzan screams could be heard throughout the crowd as he felt Nube’s arms constrict around him. He pounded his ebony body trying to break free but Nube paid little attention as he began to squeeze Tarzan’s naked body into his huge chest. The crowd watched as Nube’s huge arms seem to swallow up his victim’s body. Each time Tarzan tried to breath, Nube tightened his hug. He shook Tarzan up, down, back and forth like he was a rag doll crushing him within his huge python arms. Tarzan’s arms flailed as Nube shook him and squeezed. As he began to feel Tarzan’s body going limp, Nube asked the Jungle Lord if he would submit and some how Tarzan shouted “NO”. Nube shook him wildly several more times before dropping the now almost limp naked body before his feet. “You will submit to me Jungle Lord” shouted Nube as he quickly reached down pulling Tarzan up and over his shoulders into a torture rack. Almost immediately Tarzan started to shout out his submission as Nube bent and bounced his body across his huge shoulders. However, Nube wanted the Jungle Lord to suffer so as Tarzan started to shout out his submission, Nube covered Tarzan’s mouth with his hand and moved around with his helpless prey showing off the Jungle Lord to the crowd. Tarzan screams of submission were muffled as he felt his back breaking across Nube’s huge shoulders. Tears from the pain formed in his eyes as his arms flailed about. Nube continued to bounce his broken victim up and down stomping on the ground as he walked around adding more pressure to the back breaker. Finally, he moved his hand away from Tarzan’s mouth allowing him to moan out his submission. “Please, no more, I submit, I submit, I submit” With one final bounce on his shoulders, he let go of the Jungle Lord allowing him to drop to the ground as he lifted his huge arms in victory.

Tarzan laid there for a few minutes before he got to his feet every bone and muscle in his body on fire with pain. He looked at Nube and acknowledged him as the better man in this match. As he put on his loin cloth, Tarzan knew that he would be faced with more challenges in the coming tournament finale and would need to rest and get his body ready for that.