Storm wins against Namor

Storm calls for a gust of wind, Pushing Namor back. He tries to hold his ground but the force of the wind grows stronger and stronger until suddenly Namor’s shorts a pulled apart completely by the wind.

Namor face blushes as he feels the cold air touch his exposed gentiles. Storm smirks slightly before charging towards him and kicking him powerfully in the crotch.

Namor lets out a squeal as he feels one of his balls crack from the kick, his ballsack red, his eyes watery. Namor tries to slam his knee into her crotch but Storm thinks of that idea first.

Storm slams her knee into his red ballsack,

Namor falls to the ground, his legs wide, grunting in pain. His dick leaking precum slightly. “Give up, you know you want to” Storm spoke, Namor furious but he knew he had to give up “Fine! Ugh I- I give up!” He shouts annoyed.

“Then I’ll end this” Storm says coldly, the sky goes grey, crackling noise can be heard and suddenly a bolt of lightning strikes Namor right in his crotch.

He screams madly

STORM WINS.