|Description||In a highly touted feat of self-transformation, Chace LaChance packed on extra attitude along with his added kilos of hard brawn and set his sights on becoming BG East's next superstar heel. That kind of ascent, however, begs to be put to the test! |
In the past year Chace has proven himself a game though not entirely productive challenger to other up-and-coming heels like Morgan Cruise and Magnus. Morgan felt he had to prove himself after an auspicious but ultimately humbling debut against Lon Dumont, and in a memorable Spotlight match he successfully took his frustration out on Chace's unsuspecting bones, namely the ribcage and vertebrae. Next, Chace picked a fight with masked muscle god Magnus over whose physique was better suited to the wrestling ring. After that raw beating, we worried we might never see LaChance again.
But Chace is back, decidedly more confident, looking better than ever and, surprisingly, with even a bigger chip on his shoulder now. Out of respect for his drive and determination, not to mention his lip-smacking meaty muscle, we promised him he could break in the new talent, a ruggedly handsome and supremely fit rookie called Brad Barnes. Brad is precisely the kind of competitor that Chace had been looking for, a somewhat smaller, less experienced version of himself, a newcomer with too-perfect looks and bulging guns just begging for some intense and sweaty and well-deserving abuse!
The bout starts with a "bounce-off" between two well-developed upper bodies. These guys have got some pecs, for sure, not just nipples on ribs, but heavy, firm, and symmetrical competition-ready chests. Months and years of rigorous workouts at the gym pay off as they try to impress each other with the amount of bulge they can pop up and down and left and right, a demonstration of power, thickness, and control. The bounce-off ends in a dancing pec standoff, however, so Chace suggests that the two progress to another test of pectoral dominance: whose chest can better withstand a hard punch?
Chace graciously grants the first free shot to the new guy. Brad Barnes rears back and smacks Chace right where the curve of the chest begins its slope towards the armpit. Chace's face registers the force of the impact, but the blow doesn't budge him from position. He holds fast and firm. The two exchange more slugs, each punch stiffer and noisier than the last, and the two men begin to rock each other back a step or two.
Brad quickly develops a taste for stoking his animal aggression like this, and unable to limit himself to the rules of the contest, he jumps the bigger, more experienced wrestler, straddles his chest, and starts slamming his fist to Chace's solid muscle again and again. Chace takes just enough punishment to prove his resilience and then reverses, threatening the rookie, "Now I'm gonna show you what a real chest-beating is!"
After a tit-twisting submission against the handsome newcomer, Chace LaChance clutches Brad's pecs and completes a set of pushups, the better to sharpen the already splendid definition of his own chest muscles. But Brad scissors Chace's head and flips him in a surprise reversal. Before Chace knows what hit him, the Coverboy forces not one but two submissions out of him, putting the aspiring heel back in his place.
The action escalates through unexpected twists and turns, and the two men set the ring to rocking in a nonstop assault on each other, testing their stamina, resolve, and nerve. Having been caught short twice, Chace beats Brad back to the ropes, tangles his arms between the top and center ropes, and then bends him back, laying bare the man's pecs, now defenseless from attack. He gains one, two, three submissions from the recruit, the last leaving beautiful Brad pathetically crumpled on the mat at the corner ropes. Chace can't stop himself, though, even after winning four out of six falls because, as he says, he's having "too much fun." But maybe he needs to leave well enough alone!
It's a star-making turn for the ultimate victor of this match. Following a pulverizing backbreaker, he strings the loser up on the ropes outside the ring for some concentrated pummeling and a humbling and excruciating submission finish. Even after it's finally decided who's got the better chest, the winner can't take his exit without returning one last time for some nasty nipple-twisting, admonishing his barely conscious 'bosom buddy' that a bit more chest work may be needed before they meet in the ring next time.
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