Try to Run Away from Gordo (Request)

Written by grieverofsouls

Gordo watched as his opponent made her pathetic attempts of escape, desperately trying to get up only to fall flat on their face each time like a loser. Most people would pity her at this point but him? It made him even hornier...

He grabbed her by the leg before she could crawl out of the ring. She was already out of condition to fight, but he wasn't gonna let her off the hook without one last ride.

''Finished already? Hmph, couldn't even last a single round. I guess they don't make jobbers as they used to these days.''

He nonchalantly placed the defeated girl on the ring's floor and slowly turned around. Above her, looming over her tiny frame and stretching almost the entirety of her vision, was Gordo's huge, black shorts-covered backside. Viewed from below, it blocked out the lights like a pair of planet-sized asteroids breaking through the atmosphere, complete with a visual formed by the thick, stinking, musky aura of stench.

The bulbous fat orbs still wobbled slightly from Gordo swinging them into position, the oversized droplets of sweat clinging to his cheeks, occasionally gaining enough mass to begin their zigzagging descent down the cheeks.

But to everyone's surprise, Gordo didn't drop his ass down on the girl to finish the match. Instead, he just walked to the ropes and got out of the ring. Was he... leaving? Perhaps he felt like he put the poor girl through enough **** already.

That's what a newbie would think of course. But those who were familiar with Gordo's matches already knew what was coming. The audience watched as he reached into the bottom of the ring and proceeded to pull out a ladder.

Yep, it was coming. He was about to use his signature move called Moon Drop, he'd only perform this on a few wrestlers that disappointed him. Nobody who took this move head on managed to recover their wrestling career.

''Take a good look at my ass, little bitch. See what the ass of a REAL wrestler looks like.''

He placed the ladder and slowly started climbing, each step causing it to creak loudly to accommodate his large weight. His ass shook and wobbled with each step, dripping some sweat down on the girl laying on the floor battered and beaten.

As he reached the top of the ladder, he turned around, facing the crowd with a smug grin. He raised his arms, basking in the mixture of cheers and gasps from the audience for a moment. He then looked down at his opponent, his eyes gleaming with malicious glee as he taunted her from above, wiggling his massive rear a few times to tease her about what was to come.

Finally, he leaped off the ladder, his enormous backside descending rapidly toward the helpless girl. The crowd erupted in a mixture of cheers and gasps, the sound of a low whistle being heard as he fell towards the ring's floor rapidly. Before long a he finally landed with a sickening squashing sound.

THOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMM!!!!!

With all the **** of a mountain of iron dropping from the sky, his mighty backside crashed down on the ring's floor like an iron anvil! All throughout the building, even some of the people from the audience were flung from their seats due to the sheer impact.

The whole ring had been broken beyond repair, his poor opponent disappearing under the sheer weight of his immensly large ass. The shockwave created by such **** caused a small dust cloud to be lifted, blinding anyone who was watching. By the time everyone's eyes readjusted and the dust settled, right in the epicenter of the ring, sat Gordo.

Gordo cackled with pleasure as he pressed his ass down as hard as he could into the ring floor, then slowly began to grind left and right, twisting and smearing his mammoth mountain of ass meat across the floor with long, drawn-out squelching noises. He couldn't help but grin, savoring his victory. Even if it had been guaranteed from the start. Even if his opponent had been a tiny, weak girl. It felt so good to show these weaklings their place.

''kehehehe! I wonder if you can still hear me? Or are you buried so deep in my ass that you don't even know what's going on? Let's see...''

With a grunt and a slow forward tilt, the mighty wrestler gradually peeled his backside up off the ring's floor, like a sticker being peeled from a sheet. Behind him, a huge, sweaty imprint of his ass was being left in his wake, some steam rising out of it as it was pressed into the solid floor for all time, likely gonna be a permanent mark on the ring's floor.

But he wasn’t concerned about that. He only had eyes for one perma-pressed prize. He slowly turned around, his fat cheeks wobbling like jelly as he got a good look at what had happened to his pitiful opponent.

Upon looking back it was possible to see the flattened body of what was once his opponent, now firmly stuck on his enormous ass cheeks with her face swallowed deep beneath those cheeks. Whenever his ass wobbled, the poor flat girl would follow, like some sort of ass tattoo.

“Hah... Haha... HAHAHAHAHAHA! Oh this is just PERFECT! What a fitting defeat for a weaklin like you, a truly crushing loss. I do like your new look, but I think we can put this flat body to a good use...”

He spoke out the words with relish, and as he did so, his hand rubbed over his sweaty, glistening asscheek, thumb gently running down his opponent's body before slowly peeling the now flattened girl off his cheeks.

He began to stretch and squeeze the ball of mush that was the former wrestler between those huge hands. He began playing around with it like clay, shaping it to his liking until after a minute of mushing, the fingers peeled apart and revealed the brand new form of the poor girl: a flattened and stretched pair of underwear with her face being on the interior part of the fabric, right in the spot where his swampy, unwashed ass would be settled in...

He twirled her new prized underwear in his finger, making the girl a bit dizzy. He lowered his prized underwear down before one of his obese legs step through one of her legholes, then the other, already letting the gooey sweat clinging to her skin. Then the journey upward began, towards the place she would spend the rest of her wrestling career inside.

Tighter and tighter she was pulled until she was let go with a snap and slammed right into Gordo's backside with an audible squish sound as she was now buried between those gigantic ass cheeks that made her look like a thong with their size. She was hiked so deep inside that his ass was eating her up, her nostrils smelling his musky ass, lips able to taste his unwashed crack when-

FFFFFFFFFFFFFFRRRLLLRRPPPRRRBBBRRRRRRTTTT

A sudden massive fart blows her out of the pinch of his cheeks and makes her balloon outwards from the **** of his fart. Gordo reaches a hand and scratches his ass, causing the poor girl to be pushed deeper into his ass.

"Ahhh, such a perfect fit. Enjoy your new home loser. I was running short on underwear so don't expect me to change you anytime soon~!"

Gordo tauntingly turned his ass to the crowd, showing off his brand new underwear to the thousands of people watching. He made sure to let out a few farts, letting her fans see her crying eyes before he finally pulled his wrestling shorts back up, leaving her in darkness and invisible to the outside eye.

The bell ringed 3 times as the announcer screamed the winner's name: GORDO! Some fans were silent while some of his fans cheered him on. He didn't care about both as he simply started to leave the ring, his ass cheeks bouncing all the while as he released short toots with each step. Now the only time the poor girl would see the ring in her wrestling career would be whenever Gordo drops his shorts, exposing her to the crowd to show what happens to jobbers who messed with him...