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Walrus: Normally the two big (fat) veterans avoided each other. Well in truth Walrus avoided the Duke as the powerful guy was large and strong which Walrus was but also agile which Walrus wasn’t

Walrus: However the second round of the Big Gut Knockout Competition had placed these two men on a collision course

the_duke: Taller, older and more agile, but over three stones lighter and taking my place in my corner of the ring in black square cuts and boots and white knee pads, ready for action as I roll my old shoulders and await my opponent

Walrus: I waddle to the ring. 330 lb of old obese brawler. In my usual purple singlet.

Walrus:

Walrus: I notice the crowd are not chanting you fat bastard at me and looking at size of my opponent I can see why

Walrus: As his belly had grown big too

Walrus: Finally in the ring I slap my huge gut in anticipation

the_duke:

the_duke: The ref does his stuff and calls for the bell, I leave my corner and move to the centre of the ring and offer a handshake

Walrus: Unsure if I should accept as I often use these opening pleasantries to attack my opponent and wondering is this a trap but I decide to accept. Shaking hands with you.

the_duke: We do a quick shake and release and I circle round my heavy foe and then lunge forwards for a collar and elbow lock up

Walrus: As you circle I lumber around to keep you in front of me

Walrus: Then you lunge forwards locking up with me. Your extra momentum cancelled out by my extra weight so we end up in middle of ring. Each of us trying to out power other then to try to force other back or down

Walrus: Neither huge man moving as over 600 lb of man heaves and strains. Pushing my belly into yours as I try to lean my weight onto you, hoping that will get me an advantage.

the_duke: It's a stalemate, neither of us wanting to give an inch, so I half break away, twist a bit and drive my right knee up into your big gut as hard as I can

Walrus: Suddenly you break slamming a knee into my big gut. I just manage to grab your big leg as you do so. Pulling it hard to get you over into your back in front of me. Still holding on that right leg I drip my full weight on your right thigh and knee to try to injure it so I hope you will struggle to walk

the_duke: I go down hard and you crash down on my leg..."Fuck" I hiss as pain shoots up and down the whole leg, but as quick as flash I slam my free foot into your jaw and bang on my knee to hit your jaw really hard

Walrus: I feel i must have damaged your right leg but as soon as i land your left foot slams into my jaw. Teeth rattling in my skull from impact. Slightly dazed I steamroller over you from leg to head and then roll away to ropes to get up

the_duke: I take a moment and a couple of deep breaths, not a good start....then I rise slowly and flex my right leg as I hold the ropes, a lot of pain but I manage to ease it with a rub. Looking across the ring, I see you slowly pulling up on the ropes and move slowly towards you, limping. Just as you stand fully I'm there and hit you hard with a forearm uppercut

Walrus: Huge forearm lands on me. Dazing me. I return the favour giving you a forearm uppercut too then as you rearrange your wits I grab your big left thigh pulling it. Hoping all your very heavy weight on your injured right leg will be too much and the leg will give way causing you to collapse

the_duke: The forearm hits and I take a step back, but when you bend to grab my leg you leave your back exposed and I raise my arms and join my hands and bring them crashing down on your back, right between your shoulder blades

Walrus: Two huge hands crashing down on my back as I bend to try to grab leg. Stumbling forwards slamming into you in an impromptu shoulder barge. Maybe as your leg is weakened it might be enough to get you over on your back

the_duke: I can feel the pressure on my right knee and I can also feel the ropes against my back, holding me up, and with you sprawled in front of me I'm a bit trapped...leaning down a bit I attack the top of your back again with two big forearms and then grab your left arm and twist it, putting pressure on the shoulder and elbow

Indomable: (a spectator)

Walrus: More huge forearms to my back as I try to get up. Before I can do so you grab my arm twisting it. Luckily for me you are in the ropes and ref tells you to release me and feels me to move back so you can come off the ropes.

Walrus: As you move away from ropes I charge at you aiming to slam fat belly into fat belly. Hoping to finally get you off your feet

the_duke: I'm forced to break for the ropes, but as I do I give your arm one last wrench and as you walk away the ref gets in my face telling to break clean. Watching you across the ring you set off...the ring shakes and rattles and I can see your intention...I wait as long as possible then shift sideways and thrust out an arm to hit your big chest with a clothesline

Walrus: Like a steam train I can’t stop quickly and I can’t hide my intent. As you step aside as last moment you slam arm into my big chest

Walrus: Staggering back from the force of the impact. Just about able to keep upright but no idea where you are as I turn

the_duke: I'm right behind you and put my slight height advantage to good use as I slip my hands under your arms and snake them behind your head and grip tight, pulling you into a full nelson, your back tight to my hairy chest and gut ...pushing your head forwards so your chin is close to your chest

Walrus: I feel you powerful arms under my armpits. Your hands clasped begibf my head. My sweaty back pressed against your sweaty hairy chest and gut. My chin now on my chest as I struggle to breathe properly

Walrus: Ref asking me I want to submit. I growl no at him. We are still near the ropes with the corner post just behind you. I try moving back hoping that I can crush you between me and the turnbuckle so you have to release me

the_duke: Keeping the hold on tight as you start to use that big weight advantage to push me back to the corner and against the post ....The referee calling for us to break but I hold on and slowly, one foot at a time get a boot on the bottom rope one either side of the post. Suddenly I release the nelson and thrust you forwards with my gut and then launch myself at your back to land another double handed chop between your shoulder blades.

Walrus: Instead of breaking cleanly you get your feet on bottom rope. Then after you realest mr you slam that big heart fat guy into me touch my forwards a few steps before landing another huge double handed chop on my back. Stumbling a bit then reaching behind me to try to punch you and grabbing that injured lag and pull it as I move out of corner

the_duke: Crashing back first as you grab my leg I roll sideways and grab the bottom rope and latch onto it really tight and wait for the referee to force the rope break

Walrus: Still moving forwards unawares your hand us on bottom rope. Ref telling me to let you go as I argue that you didn’t break the move immediately when asked too. I carry on moving forwards and pulling your leg hoping I can pull your hand off rope or at least stretch that corpulent body of yours out a bit. Ref threatening me with a public warning so fondly with a huge violent annoyed tug I let your leg go. Turning to see what damage I have done to you

the_duke: Gingerly bending my right leg and forcing the blood to circulate with some rubbing. I wait a while, letting the pain ease and slowly stand and put weight on it...not too bad, I've had worse, holding the ropes as I look across the ring at you and start to move fowrads ready to resume

Walrus: I lock up with you again as we did at start of match. Two sweaty fat bulls going against each other. Hoping your weakened leg will mean this time I can force you back into corner behind you

the_duke: As soon as we lock up I twist out of it and slip my arm around your head and pull you into a tight side headlock, using my height and experience to try and take you to your knees and ultimately to the canvas

Walrus: You use our lock up to grab me in a side headlock. Head pressed up against your sweaty love handles and trunks. Using your size to push me down. Pressing your weight on to me as I go down onto one knee

the_duke: Grinding your head against my hairy body as I lean into you ..all my weight and strength trying to take you to the canvas

Walrus: Slapping your big body trying to reach your face but I can’t. All your weight pressing on me as I get forced down to the canvas on my side you on top of me still applying the side headlock. I try slamming fists into your thighs and torso then reaching up to get hands over your mouth and nose pulling back your neck as I try to smother you

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Walrus: (Just to watch )

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the_duke: Moving my head to make it harder for you to hold me and snap my grip tighter and wrench your head around to make you release me...I continue to grind your head tight to my body

Walrus: Trapped as you force me to release you. My head tight against your hairy sweaty body. Your bulk partly covering my nostrils and moth so I can’t get much air in. My own weight keeping me down on ground

the_duke: I know I won't get a win like this, so I start to stand and pull you up with me, slowly back to our feet, then release the headlock, grab your left arm and attempt to whip you across the ring for a posting

Walrus: Weakened and half smothered I get dragged back up to my feet. Finally released from headlock I aim a few forearm smashes at your chest though they are full strength as I am recovering. Then you grab my left arm propelling my heavy body across ring. Back slamming into cornerpost with loads of force. Ring shaking as I groan grasping ropes to keep me upright

the_duke: My chest absorbs a couple of forearms before the ring starts to shake as you go towards the post and take in back first, causing the whole ring to shift a few inches across the floor. I'm already following you up and jump the last yard or so to splash my big body into yours...gut to gut...making the ring structure protest even more

Walrus: I see you approach ! All I can see is that hairy gut as you jump just before impact making sure your full body weight splashes into me. Landing most if your weight which is around your belly onto my huge belly but also on my chest where I am less padded. My face was slightly lowered so is in your hairy sweaty pecs. Ring moves as your own considerable weight slams into it. Squashed by your bulk into corner. I am slightly dazed from impact.

the_duke: The referee is calling for me to step away and let you out of the corner, but I ignore him, take a handful of your beard and push your head backwards over the top of the post, than I take a step back and send a vicious chop across your pale chest which echo's around the room, but I'm not finished...I pull you from the corner by your beard then ram a straight fingered jab straight into your throat

Walrus: Manhandled by the big hairy bellied veteran. Using all the tricks in the rulebreakers book. A vicious chop to my pale chest hurting me as much as it sounds like it might do. Then pulled out of the corner then a straight fingered jab to the throat. Gasping for air, bent over clutching my throat. Indicating to ref that you illegally used my beard to grab and attack me. After ref calls you over to have a word with you, ref then turns away. As you turn back to face me I am still bent over my arms are level with your crotch so I slam a forearm between your legs - illegal lowblow but refs back was turned and I am furious

the_duke: The illegal blow strikes hard and I drop to the canvas and curl up, the referee drops to one knee as I gasp and try to control my breathing, he looks confused and turns his gaze suspiciously to you not quite sure and unable to take action....I roll onto my knees and slam the floor hard with my palms...angry now...I get to my feet and ball my fists, go into a boxing stance...the referee yells and warns me...pushing him aside I throw a wicked forearm to the side of your head and then a hefty punch to your gut which earns me a public warning

Walrus: First public warning to the old fat cheating bastard - no not me - I mean the Duke !! About time I think as my head is ringing after that huge forearm and my gut has been badly punched and is sore as fuck. I grab you by your throat and slam a forearm into your head then turn you so red can’t see you belly huge though it is. Slamming my fist into your fat gut. Finally giving you a headbutt even though I am fairly dazed to try to daze you too. Then throwing you into a corner where I get ready to charge into you

the_duke: The match turns quickly as you use your forearm, fist and head and then my back hits the post...it's almost in slow motion that I slide down the post, dazed and head spinning, landing on my ass and more on my right side and my head falls partially between the bottom two ropes....Trying to clear my head and take some beep breaths, my older and smaller body taking some serious punishment and now the ref is counting me....1....2....3.....4.....

Walrus: I step in as I want to finish you off. Turning so my big butt is face you then I move back to engulf your head in my big arse. Smell must be appalling in there as I grind my butt into your face

the_duke: The referee stops the count and turns on you now to stop the illegal move, he's threatening you with disqualification....I saw waht you were going to do and turned my head to the side and down, so it's hurting my neck more than anything and I hoping the referee persuades you to move off sooner rather than later

Walrus: I keep telling ref that half my beard was in your hands so you should have had two public warnings. But I move away after a while. Still telling ref about my beard then turning and stomping my boot into your fat gut “accidentally” as I move back

Walrus: Was pulled off by your hands I mean

the_duke: I get time to recover as the referee follows you and lectures you on releasing when told to. I take in some deep breaths then slowly pull up using the ropes and stand, roll my shoulders and neck and wipe my hands dry on the ropes. The referee turns and sees me standing and tells us to wrestle on....and, even though my old body is tired, I move fast and hit you high on the chest with a clothesline

Walrus: Ref finally finishes lecturing me and as he moves away you are already on the attack with a clothesline to my chest. I feel there is less force and I reckon you are tiring. Staggering back almost falling as ref has to dive to safety to avoid getting knocked over

Walrus: I steady myself then charge towards you to slam into you fat belly to fat belly hoping your tiredness and injured leg might mean that this time I get you over into your back

the_duke: Seeing you coming I brace and two massive guts collide but I stand my ground ...gut to gut...then ease my head back and snap it forwards again to headbutt you right in the face

Walrus: BOOM ! Our big bellies collide. But surprisingly you withstand the belly slam as you own huge gut absorbs the impact. Before I attempt to move beck to do another, you headbutt my right in the face. Hitting my nose making it bleed a bit. Angry I pull back wiping away blood with one hand while I punch your gut hard with other fist three times hoping my bulk hides the move from ref who is still getting up after he threw himself across ring to avoid me slamming into him

Walrus:

the_duke: It appears the referee is not as easy to deceive as you thought and sees the punches as I lay it on that they were really painful, he checks me as I stagger to the ropes, and when he turns towards you I smile over his shoulder at you and gasp out "That's not the first punch ref, time he had a public warning" I grunt as I straighten up ready to attack again

Walrus: Ref isn’t happy with either of us. Giving me a public warning but then telling you not to tell him how to do his job. As he finishes telling you off I grab you arm to slingshot you across ring into a corner so your back hits the turnbuckle

Walrus: Planning to charge into you to crush you

the_duke: I hit the corner back first and feel sure you will follow up, so as soon as I see you start to charge, I roll my big body along the ropes to avoid you

Walrus: Luckily I am able to stop the charge before I slam into the corner. Turning to where you moved to. Grabbing your legs and lifting them to see if can get your big body over top rope and so you land onto wooden arena floor below

the_duke: when you attempt to grab my legs I bend forwards and lean over your back and grab your head and pull it into a front facelock

Walrus: I get grabbed in a front face lock. Pushing forwards to make sure your butt and legs are touching the ropes. Gesturing wildly to ref that you are on ropes. Ref telling you to release me

the_duke: I hold on a bit longer then slowly release my arms from your head and push you away so I can get off the ropes, but as you step back I grab the back of your head again and yank it down so your face meets my knee as I raise hard and fast hoping to take you down

Walrus: You release eventually but you grab back of my head pushing it down till my face hits your uninjured uplifted knee. Slamming straight onto nose. Bending it as more blood flows from it. Dazed I stagger then fall onto my back shaking the ring

Walrus:

the_duke: I waste no time, Spin on my heels and fall, dropping a back elbow right across your neck yt'

Walrus: Surprising agility from a man with such a high BMI as you spin on your heels then fall towards me. Back elbow across my neck crushing my windpipe then the rest of your weight lands on me. Groaning as legs go up from impact. Struggling to breathe

the_duke: I'm up, not too fast and stomp your gut before climbing the ropes to the top, steady myself and just launch my old body and hope there ir plenty of reinforcement in the ring.....SPLASH.....right on your big body and hook the leg as the referee starts to count....1....

Walrus: Another gut stomp to soften up my huge belly.

Walrus: Then you disappear. Wondering where you are, where I am, why crowd are going wild !!

Walrus: BBOOOMM !! As 280 lb of sweaty hairy fat man lands full weight on my belly and chest. My head bouncing off canvas as the force squashed my huge gut. Groaning as I feel you hook my leg making if almost impossible to roll to get a shoulder up. My belly weight pushes upwards towards my chest as leg lifted pressing chest and shoulders more firmly to mats. Trying to get shoulder up as ref reaches Two ah !

the_duke: Opening my legs a bit for more stability as the referee slams the mat for the second time...focussing all my weight and strength into keeping you still

Walrus: Still trying to get shoulder up but I am tired, you are heavy and my own bulk is holding me to canvas too

Walrus: Pushing up as much as I can i get my shoulder only an inch off the floor but luckily ref spots it and stops count. Ordering you to lift off me

the_duke: The referee is watching you at your head and shoulders and doesn't see me punch you hard in the gut, but he's suspicious, by the time he looks I am using the heel of my hand..."Fuck" I hiss as you get your shoulder up...I stand and bounce off the ropes this time and crash onto your body again....1.....

Walrus: No time to recover as your big body slams down on top of me. You have tensed your belly muscle this time so your gut is solid so it feels like a boulder landing on me. I can tell you are angry that I broke the pin

Walrus: Ref counting again - one ah two ah as this time I can’t lift you

the_duke: I look up at the referee as I hear him call 3....and breath out a big sigh of relief...this has been one tough match against a really hard opponent, but my experience has helped me just about scrape a win

Walrus: Laying under you I hear ref say three. Annoyed I lost but you are a very experienced very tough very powerful wrestler and more than a match for me

Walrus: “Ok big guy are you going get off me as i need a beer and I am buying you one” I say as you are laying on me still

Indomable: After the three I stand up and clap hands three times … WELL FOUHT MEN! … CONGRATS DUKE! … GREAT MATCH! …

the_duke: I finally peel myself up, hot, tired and hurting, we shake hands and leave the ring 

Walrus: I haul myself up and shake your hand. Holding my bruised belly as I leave the ring

Walrus: End