You might have a chance, but it all depends....

Roxy slowly bends her body, ducking under the top rope. She leans forward until the middle rope forces its way in between her breasts, and then she grinds on the rope before stepping into the ring. Looking at you, she winks, and slowly snakes her tongue out of her mouth.

Your breath nearly leaves you, along with a jolt of heat that originates somewhere between your legs as you look on.

Her tongue may not be two feet long like the rumors claim, but it's definitely long, and nearly reaches the bottom of her chin. It's also pierced with an intimidating barbell stud - despite the announcer's joke at your expense you know what a girl with a tongue piercing can do. And again, as you remind yourself, that was an experimenting schoolgirl that you knew. This is a pro.

Roxy looks like she can smell your fear. Or arousal. Probably both. She walks to the middle of the ring and beckons you forward with one hand.

You hesitate, almost ready to just give in, but you suddenly remember the crowd. You're not going to give up your first match before it's even started, are you?

Taking a deep breath, you take another look at Roxy. Those double Ds are almost certainly natural, and there's almost no way you could beat her in a straight up sexfight. But she's not that strong looking, not compared to women like Casey Luv or even Chichi. You might be able to out-wrestle her...

The bell rings, and you jump. Your vision blurs for a second, and your adrenaline shoots up so hard you almost fall to your knees.

It's really happening. Few weeks ago, you were looking into colleges, and now you're being watched by millions of people.

And Roxy is advancing on you.

Just before you're within her reach, you step forward and grab her by the shoulders, trying to take her down to the mat.

Originally by ThaCat005