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Finally, HeadSqueezeKing releases the hold, and tmac slowly sits up, holding his head in both hands.
HeadSqueezeKing has a sudden pang of guilt. ”Are you OK, buddy?”
But tmac just sits there.
”Come on, man,” HeadSqueezeKing consoles his friend. ”I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
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 | ”I’m OK,” tmac says, ”but you’re about pay for that, buddy!”
And with that, tmac jabs an elbow into HeadSqueezeKing’s midsection.
”OOOOFF!” HeadSqueezeKing has the air knocked out of him.
Suddenly tmac reaches up and shoves HeadSqueezeKing’s head down onto the bed. |
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 | As HeadSqueezeKing falls back, tmac quickly scrambles into position and locks his big muscular legs around his opponent’s waist.
”MMPPHHH!!” HeadSqueezeKing grunts, feeling the strength of tmac’s body scissors.
”Yeah!” tmac yells, locking up one of HeadSqueezeKing’s arms. ”Gotcha now, man! You can’t do a thing against my powerful legs! You ready to submit?”
HeadSqueezeKing shakes his head. He can’t get the words out. |
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”How about now?” tmac says, lying back and increasing the pressure with his legs.
He is relentless with the body scissors, continuing to squeeze and squeeze until HeadSqueezeKing can’t take any more. He nods his head in submission.
”You trying to tell me something?” tmac taunts his bud, loosening the pressure just enough for HeadSqueezeking to talk.
”I...I give...please...” |
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”Yeah, that’s what I thought!” tmac says.
HeadSqueezeKing lies back against tmac’s chest, puffing and panting.
After a minute, tmac says, ”You ready to throw in the towel and admit I’m the better wrestler?”
”No...way...man.” HeadSqueezeKing is still trying to get his breath back. |
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