The Silver Tongue (Kevin) vs. The Soul Seducer (Alexis) - DEBUT

Haphazardly staggering back and forth for a few more seconds before the taunts from his opponent pierces through his ego and causes Kevin to respond.

“Can’t run and hide forever punk!”

Kevin’s bigger muscled body starts to regain it’s balance as he follows the sound and makes the turn toward the smart mouth fem boi.

“HUNNNGHHHHHHHH”

Not even seeing what hit him as Alexis’ foot comes flying into his head and leaves Kevin with a blank look on his face.  Taking what seems like an eternity after the hit before his body drops to his knees and continues down into a pile on the mat.  Fans yelling a mix of cheers, boos and yelling for him to move …. To get up … to do something!!!

Alexis had Kevin right where he wanted as he left Kevin a stunned heap with that kick while he climbed up to the top rope, hearing the mixed cheers and boos from the crowd, begging Kevin to get up or for Alexis to finish him off. And that’s what he was going to do as he shouted at the muscled opponent on the floor.

”Try and do me a favor, will ya big boy?”

As he finally got to the top rope with some slight difficulty, he seemed quite worn out from the experience, given how much he went through during this matchup. He slowly stood tall on the top rope, the crowd on their feet with anticipation as he hooked one of his legs up to his head., then fell into a split-legged leg drop, aiming to knock the wind out of him as his slender yet firm legs hit him in the chest with a loud splash!

“Stay down.”

The femboy firmly said as his legs were draped over the muscle boy's chest, looking to put him away, sitting on his chest and lifting both of Kevin’s legs as he hooked him for a pin. The ref dropping to his knees to count the pin, Alexis looking at the downed Kevin, hoping he stayed down while the referee started the 3-count.

“ONE!!”

Kevin is struggling on the mat and it's no secret to anyone as they watch him slowly roll to his back.  His eyes glassy looking and head rocks back and forth.  

"UNNN ... MMNNN"

Grunting out as his mind and body try to shake off the effects of that crazy strong kick.  Fans yelling for either a comeback or a nail in the coffin but Kevin is unable to make sense of it all just yet.  One shout does seem to cut through as he hears the yell from his opponent, but can't get his head clear enough to locate or digest it.

"OUUUUUUFFFFFFFFF!!!"

His big wake up call comes a moment after in the form of the air rushing out of his body when the diminutive femboy comes crashing down with seemingly impossible force onto his chest.  His firm thighs staying in place and working to hold him there as the count begins.

"TWO!!"

Hearing the ref hit the second time, Kevin is panicking and trying to move, but his limbs feel like lead and the canvas like magnets.  Kevin's eyes lock with Alexis' and time seems to stand still.

”THREE!”

It felt like forever as he held onto Kevin’s legs waiting for the count to end, hoping for him to just stay down. And he did, to Alexis’s surprise, as the ref hit the mat for the third time, successfully completing the three count and signaling for the bell to ring as Alexis’s music rang throughout the ring, making sure to remind the boy that this wasn’t just a dream. Rather than get back up, he sat on Kevin’s chest, while the referee raised his arm as he smirked down on him, signifying the winner of this match.

”Whew…and look who comes out on top..not much of a surprise~”

The femboy teased, flicking his hair with a hair flip while he got off of him, his hand still raised as he stood up, some of the crowd cheering him on, some of them booing but he didn’t care. He just wanted to win.

Kevin’s body losing the race against the count with his mind coming back to full focus and his body tensing …. Finally responding to his wishes as Alexis’ hand gets raised.

“HOW … WHY … DAMN IT!”

Whispering out at first then shouting as he looks up at the smirking new comer. Waiting for him to get his firm stretched legs up off of his muscled chest so he can move.  Hearing cheers for the smaller femboy due to the upset.

“Whatever punk … next time will be different”

Refusing to look at Alexis again, Kevin rolls to the ropes and out of the ring.  Heading to the locker room with his eyes glaring at the floor as he exits the ring and tries to come to terms with what just happened….END