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Big Dude Wrestling #2

" Big Champion"

By: Silverback Christianpaw

My name is Christian Wolf and I want to become a professional wrestler. So the other guys and myself are part of the big company's developmental territory called "Big Dude Wrestling" where a small crowd and thousands more online can see our rise to success. Unfortunately, my first shot at the big time didn't end in my favor because our booker, Mr. Samuel, put me in the ring with a massive orange tiger named Rico and he pinned me last week. But today is another day.

Zero and I were in our locker room (the Underworld) as we kissed. We managed to get there early before any of the other wrestlers arrived so it didn't hurt to have a little more private time before tonight's show. We spent the week licking each others wounds, we lost our matches pretty badly. Zero was unable to defeat Jack Bishop for his Hardcore Championship so the two of us were just absolutely beat to hell.

My tail drooped as I broke the kiss, "Mmmf, I can't believe Mr. Samuel gave us the night off. How are we supposed to impress the GFW representatives if we're not wrestling tonight?"

He licked my nose, "I know love, but you need a break after last week and more importantly I need a break after last week's beating. The scrapes on my ass still haven't healed up completely yet," he said rubbing his butt cheeks.

I held him close, "Aww, well maybe we can skip out of here early and go back to the house and continue applying my special brand of . . . first aid," I grinned.

He returned the smile, "Hehe sure babe."

The door opened as the massive tiger, Rico, walked into the locker room in a black shirt and jeans and with his gym bag. We both looked up at him as he walked by, he gave us a glance and what I thought was a slight smile before sitting over at a steel chair in a corner that looked way too small for him to sit on as he got himself situated.

I whispered to Zero, "You know, he really took me to the limit last week. I really thought I had him down near the end. He's going to be brought up to the main roster in no time."

Zero clung to me, "I'm still upset that he hurt my sweet wolfy."

"Hehe I'm fine sweety, but you know I think I'd like to shake his paw and congratulate him."

Zero looked at me puzzled, "Really? You've lost before and you've never done that before."

"I know but I have to give credit where credit is due. I mean I've never had been pinned so fast in my life."

Zero waited before he said, "...and?"

"And since I don't want to get my ass whipped again I'd rather be his friend than his enemy. Come on."

We both walked over to Rico, I'll admit I was a little nervous but I hoped for the best. It didn't help that his muscles were practically bulging out of his clothes. Rico looked up at us and we almost stopped in our tracks,

He spoke up, "Hey Christian, hey Zero." Oh my God, his voice was as deep as I figured.

I said, "Um, hey Rico."

"What can I do for ya guys?" he stood up...it's still weird to see someone who's actually taller than me, especially if he's got me beat by half a foot.

"Uh, well I just wanted to say thanks-er I mean, I just wanted to give you...uh, congrats! You did a helluva fake out last week and pinned me pretty quick." . . . Yeah, that sounded great.

"Hehe, well it wasn't easy. I've never fought someone quite as big as you wolf, but thanks," he smiled. I stuck out my paw and he stuck his out and we shook. But as I tried to pull away he kept his grip. I looked up at him, his smile grew even bigger and proceeded to yank my body into his.

"Meep!" I yelped as he pulled me close in a surprisingly strong hug. I could feel every single rock hard muscle of his body against my big belly. I was unable to move.

He looked down at me with a grin, "You're extremely cute wolf. I thought about you after our match." He started licking my ear.

"Hey!" Zero said, "Who do you think you are?!"

Rico kept his grin as he reached out and grabbed Zero by the wrist as well and pulled him into a big hug as well.

"Meep!" Zero yelped.

"Hehe, you are very cute too. In fact, hmmm, I can't decide who I like more." He nosed Zero and started kissing him deeply. I could hear Zero's muffled murr as he kissed. I didn't know what to think. Should I be offended? I mean, I would be but . . . this was making me super hard.

"Hmm," I said to myself, "I wonder how this went wrong."

He broke the kiss and they both giggled. Rico then planted his lips on mine, his tongue slid down against mine, I swear he was trying to tickle my throat. My tongue however was thicker as I wrapped it around his and kissed even deeper as I felt his warm paw move down to my ass. He pulled me even closer to him, his pecs rubbing up against mine. I couldn't help but murr in a submissive moment before he finally broke the kiss.

Zero giggled and Rico was looking at me with his gorgeous green eyes with an approving smile. I burst out in a smile as I giggled.

"Mmmm lots of flavor," Rico said to both of us and licking his lips.

I blushed, "Hmmmm, well...I like you Rico, you seem very outgoing."

Rico laughed as he rubbed our heads and continued trading kisses between the two of us, "Heh, I have a soft spot for wolfies, especially big cute ones like you two."

"I'll remember that next time you throw me into the steel steps and scream, 'Get up you son of a bitch!'" I said.

"Oh, hehe sorry, it was in the heat of the battle, my bad."

Sadly this little turn of events had to end with another as I heard someone walking into the Underworld, with the familiar scent of a loudmouth horse I know,

"Excuse me gentlemen, am I interrupting you're little party?"

I don't know about Rico, but Zero and I already knew exactly who this was. It was a big thoroughbred Clydesdale named Damon Nelson. He was huge in his own right, extremely muscular and even is a slight shade taller than me. But he was also something that none of us were; he was elegant, wore a suit, and was holding the BDW Championship belt over his shoulder.

"What do you want, Damon?" I said flatly as Rico broke the hug.

He looked around at our locker room in disgust, "Well the reason I came down...here, is because I wanted to talk to the 'undesirables' down here, and I guess that's you three right now. You see, the champ is in town and I have a title defense in a few weeks at BDW's_Bell of the Brawl_ event and I need a few warmup matches. Hmm, how about you, blue?"

He looked right at me with that fake smile of his. I'd love to wrestle him and slap it right off his face but I was told to stay out of the ring tonight.

I looked at that massive gold championship he wore over his shoulder. It was beautiful, with the letters 'BDW' engraved on it in silver while the main plate was all gold, and the six other smaller plates were also gold and covered with red jewels. To be fair this is just a developmental territory and it's probably a developmental-level title. The jewels could be plastic and the plates are probably metal painted gold but I don' care, I still want it.

"I'd wrestle tonight . . . but, I was told to take the night off," I said as my ears folded back.

Damon scoffed, "Meh, I knew you were a coward. But you're smart! You got beaten down so badly by your friend here," pointing to Rico, "that I bet you don't want to get your ass kicked two weeks in a row."

I growled, "No...Mr. Samuel suggested I take the night off to recover from last week so I can get back in fighting form."

Damon got closer to me and snorted; the steam blew into my face before he raised his big hand and shoved me by my face, sending me back a few steps.

"Hey!" I said.

"You won't do anything!" he shouted.

Rico moved Zero and I behind him as he got right in his face, "But I will," he said. Rico growled as he down at the champ. Damon's face returned to a relaxed expression as he looked up and down at the massive tiger before him, "Hmmm, you might be a good competition. Hehe, we'll see how good you really are in the ring tonight."

"Yeah, we'll see." Rico growled under his breath. Damon pushed the championship belt back up on his shoulder and held it before leaving the locker room. Both Zero and I looked quietly at Rico as he tried to recollect his composure.

Rico said with a smile returning, "Oh, this guy is going to get it tonight."

We smiled back, "You want us to be out there tonight?" Zero asked.

"No I'll be fine. I'll kick his smiling face right off his head, then I'll head back here and we can all go hang out at my jacuzzi tonight."

"Sure!" I said.

"Hehe, sure," Zero said.

"Great," he huffed, "Well, I better get ready for my match tonight." He gave us both a rub on the head before walking back over to his gym bag and pulled out his wrestling gear.

Zero whispered to me, "Wow that was intense."

I said, "I know, but I think Rico can beat him, believe me I know."

"Are you still hard?"

"Like a fucking tree."

* * *

Zero and I sat in a little viewing area with a bunch of the other wrestlers as the main event of tonight's show was going on. I could hear the sound guys nearby making calls to the cameramen and technicians as they tried to best to film every second of this match. Some of wrestlers were here to watch, some were here to socialize, and some were going as far as to take notes. However, we were there ready to back up Rico and nothing else whether he wanted it or not.

Cameras were rolling and the match was already in progress, Nelson was wearing nothing but a pair of purple trunks that had some goofy symbol on the ass. I don't know, some kind a star made out of horseshoes or something but it looked ridiculous to me (although at least he had a nice big ass to look at). Rico was able to get in a few good early shots on him but the match quickly tipped back in the champ's favor. He whipped Rico into the ropes and was able to come back with a high knee right into his face which sent the giant down on the canvas. He went for a quick cover but Rico kicked out at the referee's count of two.

"Grah! Give up! Give up!" Nelson shouted as he wrenched Rico's head in a well-applied sleeper hold. I've been in those in many of my matches, your opponent's arm cuts off the oxygen flow while also stopping your momentum and the fatigue of the match starts to set in as well. Rico used a lot of energy early in the match because he already stared fading. When someone that big starts to slow down, it can take a while to get going again.

"Guh!" I punched my palm as I rocked back and forth in my chair, "Rico's not doing so good," I said to Zero.

"You're right," he replied.

Nelson snorted as he wrenched the sleeper in tighter and rocked him from side to side. Rico's arms were already flopping around lifelessly and his eyes were closed. The referee grabbed Rico's arm and held it up over his head and let the arm go, his paw dropped on the canvas.

_"One!"_the referee signaled to the time keeper. He grabbed his arm a second time and held it up and it dropped down to the canvas once again,

_"Two!"_Two, one more and that was going to be a victory by knockout for Nelson.

I watched clutching my fist as the referee grabbed Rico's arm for the third and final time, held it but, but it did not drop down, he kept it still up over his head, he was not out just yet!

"Yes!" I shouted.

"Alright! He got out of it!" Zero said.

The fans were cheering as the big tiger started shaking his paws. Soon his body and all those muscles were shaking to wake himself up. His teeth were showing and he growled into a near roar as he fought to get himself over onto his knees.

Rico started furiously driving elbows into Nelson's side and hard. Nelson's long face grimaced in pain and was finally forced to let go. Rico came back on the prowl with kicks and hard chops to his chest. The crowd was coming out of their seats as everything got more intense. Big fists and feet were flying.

Rico grabbed his opponent by the wrist and threw him into the ropes and Nelson came careening back as his big nose got nearly pushed off of his head by a huge tiger dropkick. The fans cheered and clapped loudly in approval as he capitalized with a cover. The referee counted,

"1 . . . 2 . . ." he threw his shoulder up off the canvas and hooked Rico's arms and rolled him onto the mat in a well-done counter of his own.

"1 . . . 2 . . ." the referee counted but Rico was now the one getting his shoulders up off the canvas.

Rico got back up into a squat and rolled on top of the big horse, draping the champs massive legs over his shoulders so his opponent's shoulders would be down,

"1 . . . 2 . . ." Nelson rolled out of it and went for another quick counter rollup.

"1 . . . 2 . . ." Rico kicked out again.

They both raced to get back to their feet first with Rico getting the better of it as he hooked Nelson's head with his massive arm and drove him down across his big knee in a back-breaker type slam followed by a big DDT as he drove his head down into the ring canvas, helluva combination. Rico wasted no time going for the cover again,

"1 . . . 2 . . ." the referee counted but once again Nelson was just able at the last split second to get that shoulder up off the canvas.

"Ohhhhh!" the crowd all yelled in unison. They couldn't believe and I couldn't believe that Nelson was able to kick out after that combination.

I could tell Rico was getting frustrated as he grabbed Nelson by his hair and jerked him back up to a vertical base but Nelson smacked his paws away and delivered a heavy knee to his opponent's stomach. He hunched down in pain, but he didn't have a moment to stop and take a breath as Nelson wrapped his arms around his waist and picked him up in what I thought was going to be a powerbomb, but Nelson had the strength to keep Rico's body straight as he dropped to his ass, drilling Rico's head right down into the canvas in a crazy piledriver.

"Ohhhhh!" the crowd said.

The champ went for the cover as the referee counted,

"1 . . . 2 . . . 3!"

Ding-ding-ding!

"Damn!" I said, "How the hell did Nelson get Rico up for that piledriver?!"

"He's strong, pretty easy to see why he's the champ," Zero replied.

"Man! Ugh! I really wanted Rico to beat him, but oh well, Nelson was the better one tonight." I looked down and took a deep breath, "Should we head back to the Underworld? I'm sure Rico is going to need that hot tub now, hehe." I asked rubbing Zero's back. He smiled but before he could respond his eyes glanced back up at the monitor once again,

"Look!" he pointed. I looked back up at the screen to see Nelson with a steel chair in hand as he waffled it down across the back of Rico.

SMACK!

"Oh come on! What the hell?!" I said furious. We watched the brutality unfold as Rico lied on the canvas grimacing in pain before he was hit with the steel chair once again, this time across the arm and shoulder.

SMACK!

_"Ahhhh!"_Rico screamed.

"Oh that's it!" I said as I stood up and grabbed my steel chair, folded it up with a loud clang, and made my way out to the ring.

"Where are you going?" Zero asked.

"I'm going to save him!"

"Oh, well wait for me!" He grabbed his chair and folded it up as we ran (well ran the best my big flabby ass possibly could). His music got louder and louder as we made our way down the stairs past catering and sprinted across all the tech and sound guys until I pulled back the curtain.

Nelson looked up the ramp at us as we both darted down the entrance ramp and slid into the ring. Nelson didn't back down either as he swung the chair for Zero but he ducked and drove his chair into the the champ's stomach. He then tried go for his back with the chair but Nelson dodged it and came back and clocked him in the face.

"Hyah!" I ran up and hit him as hard as I could with the Bicycle Kick. It connected with his shoulder which sent him into the turnbuckle. I reeled back with my steel chair still firm in paw and smacked him across the side of the head. Nelson fell over the top rope and flopped out of the ring and down onto the arena floor.

My music started up and the fans were cheering and going nuts. Nelson quickly got back up, he had a look of disbelief on his face. Guess he wasn't used to getting knocked on his ass in front of the world. I kept motioning for him to come back into the ring to finish this fight but he wasn't having any of it. The referee quickly ran over to him to give him his title belt. Nelson snatched it out of the referee's hands and held it up for me to see as he shouted pointed to himself. I couldn't hear him over the music but I'm sure none of his remarks were compliments.

Zero and I checked on Rico as he gingerly made his way back up. He held his neck but assured us he was fine. He leaned on the rope to keep standing and the fans cheered and clapped, glad to know he was all right.

I looked around at the crowd, my music playing and the fans were going crazy with excitement. I liked this feeling, and wanted more, I wanted it forever. If the champion wants to pick a fight with me, then I'm not making any more excuses. He can have all of me that he wants, because I want to give him everything I've got. That may be what it takes to take that championship off of him and around my waist (well, over my shoulder) I'm going to get that championship no matter what.

This certainly wasn't over, in fact . . . I think I just started something I'm not going to be able to stop.