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5'4", 152 lbs loserboy200@yahoo.ca |
[Undisclosed stats] [Undisclosed e-mail] |
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Loserboy meets up at GT's wrestling pad and receives a somewhat warm welcome:
- "So.. you have decided to face the legendary GT. I will let you know that once our wrestling session is complete, your body will be mine and I will have the right to do whatever I wish with it." - "Hmppph! You don't scare me. A puny wrestler like you can't even scratch me!" GT is amused: - "Confident, aren't we?" |
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GT spreads his legs:
- "You see these? Once I lock them around you, your body will be thinner than a piece of sheet." Loserboy smiles and says: - "Your legs look weak. You can't even hurt a mouse with those." - "Oh, is that so? Then why don't you come closer?" - "Fine. You can't hurt me anyway." |
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Loserboy steps forward and puts himself between GT legs and raises his head up, very confident that a body scissor will have absolutely no effect. GT wraps his legs around Loserboy's torso and in a fraction of second, Loserboy feels a great amount of compression. - "URRGH!" |
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GT reaches for Loserboy's groin: - "Hehehehhehe! GOTCHA!" - "Get your hands off my manhood!" GT squeezes it even harder and comments: - "My my.. what a nice package." |
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GT decides to wrap his arms and his legs around Loserboy's body as if the lad was already his to claim. - "Mmmm.. what a nice body. Luckily, it will be all mine!" Loserboy struggles to break free. - "Urggh! Urgh! I will never let you have it!" |
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