So you had a knack for Kallen, and based on that decided to write her name down. „Fighting her will be easy“, you thought, „since she's only a weak and spoiled girl. Though I guess I'll go easy on her, the fun should not end too quickly.“
„A fine choice“, the old man said, as you handed him the sheet of paper. „But be aware: It will not be as easy as you think...“ And with this words he opened the door for you. You went through and found yourself inside a windowless room, equipped only with gym mats on the floor. In the far corner, about six meters away, you spotted Kallen, wearing her usual school attire: the beige top, black skirt and turquoise thigh highs.
„Ah, I'm sorry, but do we really have to fight“, Kallen addressed you.
„What? I definitely want to fight, or why do you you think I wrote your name down and chose you out of a hundred million other girls?“
„It's just that I am too weak, my body isn't exactly in the best condition, as you might be well aware of“, the beautiful girl responded.
„Never mind that, let's begin!“ And so you rushed to her, trying to start everything fast with a, at least for your size and strength, powerful clothesline. But you didn't foresaw what happened next. Kallen easily ducked away from your outstretched arm and got behind you. Her arms slung tightly around your waist, she lifted you in the air and executed a picture-perfect German Suplex.
„AAAAHHH“, you exclaimed, as pain shot through your neck. The collision was definitely dampened by the mats, but it did still hurt like hell.
„Where did that one came from“, you thought, but as you tried to get up, you felt something soft around your neck. Kallen used that moment to put your head between her legs, and falling down to ground she dragged you with, locking you into painful headscissor between her sexy thigh highs.
„Hurts, right?“, she asked. „Tying to fight with a defenseless woman, so you can feel all great and mighty, huh? But now the tables have turned, you worm.“ She emphasized that last sentence by putting even more pressure on your neck, squeezing you like lemon. Your vision started to become blurry, black dots danced before your eyes. But suddenly the grip loosened and you rang for air.
„Oh no, you won't pass out that easily“, Kallen said, towering in front of you. „I want to have some more fun with my little new toy.“
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