An amateur wrestler short on rent. (Female Route)

It's the end of the month, you just lost your job, you're flat broke and rent is due.

Facing eviction and out of options before payday, you weigh your options. Whoring yourself out doesn't sound appealing, and there isn't time to get a second paycheck. If you don't do something soon, you'll end up on the street.

And then, while scrolling on your phone, you see an advertisement for "Kinky Combat", an online streaming service where amateur wrestlers can compete in events for cash prizes and kinky stakes. Your eyes widen as you read the headline:

OPEN ENROLLMENT! GRAND PRIZE: $1,000

You've seen a few matches online, and at times even fantasized about being one of those wrestlers. Wrestlers with a contract can win prize money for every fight, in addition to the anticipated (or dreaded) prize round, where the loser is **** to endure a humiliating and kinky punishment.

You pull up a recent match on your phone and skip to the end. Two rival fighters dressed in tight bodysuits, each wrestling for the title of Champion. The announcer recaps their history as a blonde wrestler in a tight black bodysuit locks hands with the shorter redhead dressed in a gold bikini.

"I'm not gonna lose to you again!" shouts the readhead, panting as she starts to lose ground in the test of strength.

"Get ready to kiss my ass, Becky."

After a long and sweaty struggle, the woman in the black bodysuit ends up on top, letting out a satisfied sigh as she plants her ass atop the loser's face.

"Pucker up, bitch!"

You grimace as the loser reluctantly plants a long, almost tender kiss before falling down on the mat. The woman in black proudly steps on her rival's face, causing her to groan in disgust, rubbing the sole across her nose and laughing maniacally.

"That's right, BITCH! You got another month of this! I think I'll spend some of my prize money on a collar for you..."

If I win, you think, I could make just enough to pay my rent this month. But if I lose...

You watch in horror as the loser of the match gags on her former rival's feet. The thought of being some kinky love **** terrifies you, but you just might have to risk it...

If only that bitch Eveline hadn't fired you so suddenly, there might have been time to find something else. But for now, your only hope may be Kinky Combat.