Martin vs Aiko

The audience was cheering like mad when Aiko entered the stage. Less so for Martin, he got booed and whistled out. Certainly not an audience favourite.

Aiko was sporting a small navy coloured strap-on that matched the main colour of her mask. On her hands she had grappling gloves. Her skin was glistening from oil she was rubbed in. Her body hair completely removed.

"In the North corner. I preeesent to youuuu Aiko!" announcer cheered "This feisty twenty one year student is ready for action! Measuring exactly 165 centimetres and measurements of 80-60-85 but weighting almost 60kg you can tell she must be sporting some muscles! Give it up for Aikooo!"

Whistles and shouts from the crowd reverberated the hall.

"And in the South corner. Martin!" announcer said "Measuring 192 centimetres and weighting 103 kilograms this desk jockey is all fat an no muscles, but will that be enough to give Aiko a chance?"

Booing was so thick you could almost touch it. Martin - standing naked as well, with his body hair removed as well, making his generous dick look even bigger - especially since it was rock hard from the medication. The cheers and booing has shaken him a bit. He knew guys who went against women were generally hated by the crowd, but it's different to experience that psychological pressure yourself. He shivered a bit.

Then the match began with the signature catchphrase "Captured! Naked! Fight!"