|Description||Forced to Flex from Top to Bottom, Front to Back
With only three days till his next bodybuilding competition, Braden Charron looks magnificent in electro-orange trunks, every muscle as hard and stark as a derringer. He stands in the BG East ring, studying himself in the mirror, when a sneering Flash LaCash hops on the ring apron and leers at the brick shithouse's "fancy muscles."
Flash knows that, compared to Braden, he is the greenhorn at the company, but, given his long career as an indy pro-wrestler, he sees himself, quite rightly, as the more experienced wrestler. Half serious, half taunting, he asks whether Braden considers himself more of a wrestler or a bodybuilder. "Best of both" is Braden's ill-advised response. Flash nods, secretly pleased to hear that his opponent is so full of himself, just the kind of guy he likes to kick the stuffing out of. Braden faces LaCash across the ropes and pops his best double biceps pose. Flash promptly grabs his head and guillotines him against the top rope.
Thus begins a 24-minute beatdown, in which Flash fastidiously works the bodybuilder from head to toe and from front to back. He twists his stunned adversary's neck, commanding him to pose some more. A tight chinlock stretches Braden's torso taut, brandishing it towards the camera, but Braden resists Flash's order to pose. Braden fights back, ramming LaCash to the turnbuckle and snapmaring him to the center of the ring for a full nelson. Braden shifts position, hunkering low to bearhug LaCash, squeezing the lower ribs and forcing LaCash to show off his muscles first. Then he tosses the veteran aside.
The two lock up, collar and elbow, and Braden pushes his opponent to the corner. Flash retaliates with a heavy-booted kick to Charron's midsection. Flash latches a clawhold onto the bodybuilder's left pec, then stands and grinds the sole of his wrestling boot to the pec before resuming the clawhold. Braden looks stupefied with pain as Flash cranks the pectoral. Braden gives up, and Flash forces him to flex on his knees. When Braden doesn't flex "hard enough," Flash reapplies the pec-juicer, dialing the hurt up.
Flash moves his attention down Charron's body, from pecs to abs, as he boot-stomps the bodybuilder's midsection and clamps the steely claw hold to Charron's abs. He grabs the top rope to up the pressure while bodyscissoring Charron's waist. "Fuckin' jobber," he growls in disgust, commanding Braden to clench his stomach muscles even tighter.
In his own aggressive way, Flash is an appreciative audience to Braden's display of solid muscle, even as he blasts both elbows to the man's rock-solid abdominals. He stretches Charron over one knee and claws his side, where run-of-the-mill guys grow love handles. Next, Flash targets the ripped bodybuilder's legs and grinds his elbow to the stud's inner thigh. Braden taps out, but Flash won't stop, wrenching his opponent in a figure-four hold. Flash saves Braden's back for last. A brutal Boston crab and a killer camel clutch compel bodybuilder Braden Charron to flex the broad panoply of his spectacular back muscles.
Dismissing Braden's for-show muscles, Flash says, "I'm here to humiliate guys like you and win matches." Dispensing with the piecemeal dismantlement of Charron's muscle, Flash enters full-on pro-wrestling mode with an arsenal of elbow drops, punches, hugs, chokes, and forearm smashes, before exiting the ring to assail Charron in and between the ropes.
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