NES Wrestling: Monthly Montage

Sort of what I did back with my Titfight Tonight story. Imagine there’s always a lot more going on in the league than I show, which I like to tease at the start or end of league stories like this and Hellbridge. Easy way to make gags or toss out match ideas without committing to writing them. I didn’t feel like it’d be much fun writing every match out, but felt like a small, vague timeskip would do well.

Also sorry for some lacking fight content lately, for those of you here for it. I still want to do a variety of stuff on here, generally how I feel like at the moment, but I’ve been working on catching up on a lot of commissions now that I’m getting back into a real job. It just happens that a lot of them are fight stories so a lot of that creative energy goes there. Decided to take a step back from those for a day or two and focus on finishing something for the patreon and getting into some random fight stuff along the way.

Also the whole Dixie vs Tina thing is absolutely me just remembering every “falls count anywhere” match I could from what little bits and pieces I saw of old wrestling. I mostly just remember them usually getting food and bathrooms involved.

The unprecedented had happened. Princess Peach had been the champion of the NES Wrestling League’s for years at a time before she had been recently dethroned by Lady Dimitrescu. The huge, powerful and busty aristocrat seemed to fend off new challengers with ease, holding onto her belt while Peach dropped dramatically in the rankings. Losing the title meant she had to fight her way back to the top, and the first genuine loss in her championship reign had devastated her. She had even lost the majority of her lovely blonde hair at the hands/claws of Lady D, and without her sway and status to manipulate the league to her liking, she was finding herself rather rusty.

As the new year rolled around, it was deemed a perfect time for the official  news coverage of the league to look at the last few months of bustling activity.

Toadette smiled pleasantly behind her desk as the cameras turned on. She was short for the desk, but that was by design by how it let her breasts rest on the surface.

“Howdy, everyone! Welcome back to the NES Update! Hope you had a happy holiday, because we’re back with a look at the end of last season in review! I don’t have to tell you that it was packed with some hot and wild action! Tonight we’ll be looking at some favorite moments and matches picked out by us here on the team and from emails from fans like you!”

“Obviously the big event of the year, the seemingly champ for life Princess Peach was finally dethroned from the NES championship by Lady Dimitrescu!”

A clip showed the ending of their championship match. The ring was practically torn to pieces as a sweaty and disheveled Peach clutched her pussy in agony. Lady D grabbed her around the middle, lifting her upside down before sinking her fangs into the princess’ twat. Peach screamed and shuddered as she orgasmed from her overloaded pussy just before Dimitrescu piledrove her into the floor outside the ring. A quick cut had the giant monster noblewoman laying across the motionless blonde, crushing her tits with her bigger pair.

Toadette smiled as the cameras went back to her. Partly for show and partly just excited between the action and its implications for her to report on.

“Since the newcomer took over the title, the current and former champ have gone in two very different directions.”

Elegant chamber music that gradually turned into a heavy metal song played over a montage of Lady Dimitrescu decimating various challengers. Rainbow Mika unleashed a series of chops that got the taller woman unsteady with her back against the ropes. The giant noble grabbed her by the neck and lifted her completely off her feet. Dimitriscu had her raised above the ropes, eating a few boots to the face from Mika before she chokeslammed her over the ropes and hard onto the floor outside the ring.

Another showed Lady D with her shapely ass planted on Sonya Blade’s back, wrenching up on the screaming blonde’s head by the chin and smashing her breasts together into either side of her head. Sonya was in tears, shouting her head off as she kicked and flailed helplessly and tears ran down her face. Dimitrescu let go just long enough to cup her breasts and smash them together, boxing the martial artist’s ears and knocking her out cold. A similar shutout was shown as she took a charged up laser blast to the crotch by a frantic Samus Aran, just to cut to the finisher when she grabbed and piledrove the naked Samus into a ragdoll.

“The rankings have not only shifted due to her rise to power but the descent of Princess Peach,” Toadette went on.

“Dimitrescu seeed to have landed plenty of blows to her head and groin, putting her out of any matches for a week to recover, but clearly some blows went to her pride as well. The technically undefeated princess’ record of using her influence and prestige to keep her fans and title had not gone unnoticed and doesn’t carry as much weight without her belt.”

A showing of a ranking list showed Peach dropping to the bottom of the top 20 wrestlers in the NES before falling even below that. Clips went to the singlet-wearing royal, her hair sheared short to just past her ears after the humiliating defeat.

Peach was shown pounding on Zarya’s back as the buff, pink-haired woman lifted her over her shoulder. She spun in place, leaving the lighter blonde shrieking as she was whipped around dizzily before Zarya shifted her weight. The slight adjustment tipped Peach over so that her face crashed into the nearby turnbuckle, knocking her silly before Zarya threw her to the mats with her eyes rolling uselessly.

Several more clips showed her getting her ass handed to her all the way down the rankings. Her attempts at dirty tricks were more than public by now, so even attempts to cheat her way back to the top failed her.

Peach was shown crawling pathetically to her corner and grabbing her trusty crown, whirling around to swing it at Lulu. The black mage in her dark, fur-lined leotard caught Peach by the wrist, keeping her from embedding its spikes in her big pale tits.

“Sneaky little hag,” Lulu tutted quietly as she shoved Peach’s arm, forcing her to turn around. She slung her arms around her middle, setting her up for a suplex but sending a surge of Thunder magic through her fingers. Peach wailed and spasmed as the lightning coursed right through her groin before she was flung into the suplex, bashing her face into the mats for the pin.

A quick montage showed Kyoko from The River City Girls pounding Peach’s back in with a baseball bat during a hardcore backstage match, crushing the princess’ tits into a set of lockers. The four-armed Sheeva from Mortal Kombat held the stripped naked Peach by both arms and legs, bending her limbs back while her bared body was left wailing and thrashing in front of the crowd. In her latest loss, Marina the octoling popstar had Peach bent over the middle ropes, sitting on her back and alternately spanking and fucking her with her colorful tentacle hair.

“We asked her former partner Daisy about the recent changes and she had this to say,” Toadette updated before the footage changed to the tan brunette.

“Bro, fuck her! She ditched me first chance she got for that title instead. Let the spotlight go to her head and couldn’t toss me a decent opening or one of those crappy side titles. She knows I can beat her ass too, so she just didn’t want me getting close to the title. She deserves an ass-kicking for once. Fuck that cunt.”

Toadette cleared her throat politely.

“When reached for comment, Peach was not available. However, she did provide this statement; ‘I’m going to build myself up again from the ground up. They can tear down this castle but I’m still a fortress, and there’s going to be fireworks.”

“But as we mentioned,” Toadette went on, showing another graphic of shifting spots and names.

“The rise and fall of champions created a major ripple through the rest of the league. The streak of wins against the former main title holder has given several other stars a major boost…”

The footage showed Daisy again, but this time she was in the ring in her flower-spotted orange leotard. She was stomping Rumble Roses’ Reiko into a corner like she was a topless cockroach, making her slender body rock with each hard blow. Reiko managed to spear her in the leg and take her down but Daisy shifted with surprising speed. Her muscular thighs locked together behind Reiko and squeezed in a head scissor that quickly got the Asian wrestler gasping and drooling all over herself.

“Daisy really has started to shine as she climbs the ladder, catching up to a very wary Tifa Lockheart. She’s been struggling to hold onto her position and is starting to trickle down as other challengers come gunning for The Lady. The ongoing feud between Zary and Urbosa has fired up as well, forming a wild wall of muscle that cuts off most other rising stars.”

“But outside of the top fighters in the main circuit, there’s been some impressive progress and twists with other parts of the division!”

Widowmaker, the blue Overwatch assassin, was shown wearing nothing but black lingerie as she faced off with Mai Shiranui in red. The two were kneeling on a large, heart-shaped bed with ring ropes propped up around it in their special Trouble In The Bedroom match. The two were trading slaps and strikes until a heavy backhand from Widowmaker crossed Mai’s tits. She huffed loudly and grabbed at her prized udders as the sniper pulled her hair down to knee her in the face.

“Pathetique!” she growled, clearly roughed up herself as she went in for the kill.

She was shocked as coming in from the shadows was Taki, a curvy ninja from Soul Calibur and Mai’s occasional tag team partner. She wrapped a silky stocking around Widow’s throat from behind, dragging her back into the ropes. Mai hastily recovered and started pounding the blue babe’s stomach in, the two ninjas roughing her up for a while longer.

The footage jumped ahead to Widowmaker’s eyes rolling, stripping naked in a corner as the ninjas both rubbed their asses into her face. They grabbed her arms and dragged Widow up before throwing her into the opposite corner. Widowmaker’s breasts bounced into it before she suddenly leapt up, balancing gracefully by her hands so that the rushing ninjas charged right between her legs. They closed tightly, choking out both ladies between her thighs and thick ass cheeks, burying them in her blueberry buns.

“Allez dormir,” she purred seductively as both of them finally started to go limp between her legs. The assassin rode both of her foes to the mats where she held their hair, forcing their unconscious bodies to eat her out and cum on their faces.

Toadette blushed but kept up a professional face.

“Looks like Widowmaker’s taken to assassinating her foes in the ring lately. In other news, there has been a shift in titles within the league lately. The introduction of The X-Rated title, one focused on strictly sexualized matches, is in the works and there is a push for more emphasis on the Final Destination belt, where superhuman powers and weapons are forbidden. On the other hand, the Hardcore title is being retired after how frequently mainstream matches involve weapons and interference anyway. The final hardcore match left the title being taken from Humba Wumba in another dominating win by Juliet the Lollipop Chainsaw…”

Footage showed both wrestlers already naked in the ring, which was littered with variously broken sex toys and improvised weapons they’d slammed over each other throughout the night. The milfish native american staggered and held herself up by the ropes as the blonde cheerleader reached out of the ring. She grabbed her trademark Lollipop Chainsaw, a replica chainsaw with the teeth removed and replaced by tiny, rapidly spinning vibrators. Juliet revved it for the crowd before she turned towards Humba, who rushed and blindsided her with a vicious forearm.

Juliet grunted with her hands too busy holding her weapon to stop the hits. She reeled from each vicious blow, the sweating shaman gritting her teeth to pound her back into a corner. She yanked on Juliet’s hair, slamming her face into the ringpost to leave her slumping against it. She dropped the chainsaw from her clumsy fingers as Humba Wumba backed off and gave a booming shout, raising her fist over her head before bashing it over the back of the slumping Juliet’s head.

“Time to transform you into a loser, bitch,” Humba hissed as she pulled on Juliet’s arm.

It spun the sweaty cheerleader around to face her, but the blonde caught her by the shoulder. She sprang into a hasty and graceless flip over her head, barely landing on her feet. It still successfully evaded and puzzled Humba enough for Juliet to kick her in the back, sending her stumbling tits-first into the corner. The native grunted and clutched her aching chest, reeling as Juliet ran in and leapt over her again. The graceful zombie slayer landed on the top turnbuckle, wowing the crowd as she grabbed Humba’s arm and hair. She dragged her up onto the top rope with her, steadying her a moment before she lifted her up and leapt off the turnbuckle with her in her arms.

The landing took the fight right out of Humba. Falling from that height was painful enough, but Juliet had tactically aimed her fall to spike the shaman crotch-first on top of her still running chainsaw. Humba’s legs and eyes crossed as she shrieked in pained arousal, the rapidly flicking rubber tips assaulting her clit. Humba fumbled at her crotch helplessly as she started to rapidly orgasm, shaking and squirting faster than her howling cries could escape her lips. Juliet groped her breasts and kissed her muffled screams shut for a moment before she went into a swiftly spinning kick, slamming her foot into Humba’s face to knock her over and off her toy. The limp brunette was clearly knocked out cold.

Toadette raised her eyebrows and hid a bit more blush.

“Spicy. In related news, the tech team has also been working hard on what they’re calling the Warpzone match, where the arena changes constantly into iconic levels from various games and worlds. It’s a side effect of the character customization and multiversal technology that’s still a work in progress.”

“In more basic match news, the chaos in the lower ranks has been matching the higher ups. Princess Zelda seems to have finally found herself in a surprisingly heavyweight-style of fighting for the sleek wrestler who overcame Shantae in the rankings last week…”

Footage showed the blonde hylian throwing punches into the purple-haired genie’s stomach, making the bellydancer spray spit and groans as she doubled over in pain. Shantae dropped to her knees, but she drove a low blow uppercutting into the princess’ tight purple-pink leotard. Zelda gawked and clutched her groin as Shantae’s hair lashed around her ankle, tripping her down to the mats.

“How you like my new dance!?” the genie taunted as she started rhythmically stomping on Zelda’s crotch.

The princess howled in pain, crossing her gloved hands over her groin as her eyes and mouth went wide. Shantae got a half dozen cunt stomps in before Zelda kicked back into her chest, sending the bellydancer stumbling into the ropes. As she bounced back, Zelda dove in and took out her knees, sending Shantae flipping head over heels past her. The princess quickly bent over backwards, arching into a C shape as she grabbed Shantae’s legs. It bent her into a pin while Zelda’s head bent back far enough to start eating her out. The tan wrestler panted and wailed beneath her, distracted from the sudden 3-count until she was squirting over her own face in time with the ring bell. Zelda hastily rolled off, wiping and licking her lips as she raised a fist to the crowd in triumph.

Toadette continued back in the station.

“And from what some people were calling a fluke, Splatoon’s Marina continues to maintain herself in the top 10 of the league’s rankings! The inky wrestler has held her spot throughout the league-wide turbulence, riding the waves while staying off the hook as the ONLY character from her franchise to break the top 20.”

The cameras showed the green and brown ocotoling in her tight skirt, boots and largely unzipped top. She twirled one of her hair tentacles absentmindedly in the face of all the cameras and microphones.

“I’m just like… lucky I guess? I’m really all about my music, but this whole league thing’s been pretty fun. I think they must be like… underestimating me?” the ditzy pop/wrestling star excused.

Her singing partner and manager leapt up high enough to get on camera. Pearl, the much shorter, flatter and more impish-looking inkling, waved her fists around wildly for attention.

“Fuck that! My girl Mary’s gonna beat all yo asses! She’s nothin’ to fuck with, ya hear me?! She floats like an innertube, stings like a jellyfish!”

The view changed to a montage of Marina in the ring. For a fairly bubbly and ditzy singer, her flexible moves kept opponents guessing. Reiko Hinamoto threw a clothesline at her but she leaned far back to dip under it. As the Japanese wrestler turned around, Marina was already throwing one of her thick boots up to kick her in the chin.

In another bout, Sheva Alomar from Resident Evil was trading heavy tit punches with the busty octoling. Both had torn the other’s tops off, pounding into their deep brown boobs with one hand while they pinched and clawed at the other. Marina winced heavily as an especially sharp blow squished her breast flat, squirting a gush of ink from her puffy green nipple. With a sudden twist, Marina caught the incoming arm and wrangled Sheva down to the mats with an arm bar. She flailed and tried to break loose but Marina managed to get on her back. Her hands were busy binding her opponent, but her prehensile hair tentacle reached out and started to probe inside Sheva’s pussy. The African agent gasped and trashed even more wildly, screaming out with arousal as she was tentacle-fucked by her opponent.

Morrigan from Dark Stalkers had Marina on the ropes in another clip, the succubus bending the octoling over the top one to be precise. Marina gagged and thrashed, trying to escape the rope choke in the no DQ match. Pearl was at ringside, ranting and threatening the busty demoness. Morrigan just smirked and blew a kiss towards the short manager, who fumed at that.

Pearl hopped onto the ring apron and in response, she put a hand to her own lips. Rather than a kiss, she spewed a mouthful of ink into Morrigan’s face and blinded her as she recoiled. She clawed at her eyes with a pained grimace as Marina managed to recover and whirl around, lifting Morrigan off her feet with a double-breast claw. The blinded enchantress could only scream and hand there as her entire bodyweight pulled at her pained tits.

“With a combination of quick thinking, surprising strength, and her helpful partner,” Toadette went on.

“It looks like she’s here to stay. In new but old news, we also have the ongoing feud between Tina Armstrong and Dixie Clemets. These two have been at it for ages, mostly because people can barely tell them apart.”

The two tall, busty blonde Texan video game wrestlers were shown side by side, looking especially similar without the direct comparison.

“While Dixie remains just barely in the top 20 rankings, Tina has fallen a good ways behind. Some draw this back to an old tag team match that led to Dixie trading places with her to steal the pin. Some even think that confusion between the unintentional twins led to them being improperly scored during royal rumbles and such chaotic events. They have been approached by fans and news teams alike, just to be confused for the other. That led to all kinds of escalating confrontations, and the latest was with a backstage ambush on Dixie just the other night. Or… we think it was Dixie anyway…”

Some backstage security camera footage showed Dixie Clemets dressed in her cow print chaps and vest. She left the gym into the main hallway when a very similar blonde in jean shorts and an American flag bikini top came barging in from off camera. Dixie didn’t see it coming as a large cooking sheet slammed into her upper back, making her stumble to her knees.

“Steal my thunder again, thunder thighs! See what happens!” Tina ranted at her.

She raised and slammed the tray down again across her back, getting Dixie across the back with another cheap shot. The cowgirl grunted on all fours as Tina’s jiggle physics went out of control in her tiny top. Dixie growled and suddenly threw herself into Tina’s legs, taking her out at the knees and dropping her to the floor in the middle of the hall.

“Tired of yer bullshit! Like I’d ever copy a shittier version of myself!” Dixie raved back at her.

She got on top of Tina, slamming a few ground and pound punches across the fellow American’s face. Tina winced from the blows but wrapped her legs around Dixie’s waist, squeezing her in a body scissor before jerking to one side. It threw Dixie off as they both scrambled back to their booted feet. They immediately lunged at each other and locked up in a classic grapple as the blonde wrestlers continued to go at it.

They each pulled at each other’s hair, staggering around until Dixie threw Tina head-first into the nearby wall. The DOA girl bounced hard off the concrete and Dixie grabbed her by the back of her top.

“Yer ass is mine…” Dixie panted, currently in control but clearly still shocked and hurt from the ambush.

She charged off screen and it went to another camera. It showed the snack table set out for the fighters just before the shrieking blondes came on screen. Dixie threw Tina into it, making her grunt hard as her stomach connected with the table. A few other ladies ran off, wanting nothing to do with the chaos as Tina grabbed a plastic water bottle. She spun around and swung it across Dixie’s face, spraying her with a blast of water as the cap was torn off in the struggle. Dixie sputtered and recoiled as Tina rose up and grabbed her by the hair, slamming the Rumble Roses wrestler face-first into the table. In particular, her face was smushed into some of the potato salad left out for them, smearing Dixie’s face and tits in the mush. She sputtered and flailed, gasping and spitting it out as Tina lifted her head back up to shout at her.

“Finally decided to try a different look, didja!? I oughta fuck that face up worse’n your ma and pa already did!” Tina threatened.

She grabbed for a plastic fork but Dixie slammed a bootheel backward into her pussy before she could put it to any use. Tina huffed and doubled over, sticking her thick ass out as Dixie elbowed her in the chest. She staggered just for Dixie to stand up and grab her by the hair in turn.

“Good thing you wear that dumb bikini everywhere, cuz you’re goin’ swimmin’!” Dixie shouted as she dunked her face into an open punch bowl.

Tina let out a choking, sputtering scream as she thrashed around, spilling the red juices everywhere. It got on both ladies while she gulped down and struggled to breathe the stuff, staining their clothes, skin and hair. Dixie finally lifted her up again, just to grab Tina by the waistband of her shorts. She bent Tina over, catching her in a headlock between her strong arm and big breast.

“Yer mine now… c’mere, ya varmint,” Dixie hissed as she dashed backward.

It spiked Tina’s head into the wall behind them, getting a loud groan to escape her trapped attacker. Dixie rushed back to slam her into it again, leaving her arms limping at her sides as she groaned. The cowgirl braced herself for a third, but Tina suddenly grabbed Dixie around the waist.

“What in tarnation!? WHOOA!”

Tina suddenly lifted and suplexed Dixie, smashing her right into the catering table. Snacks and drinks flew everywhere, spilling over the catfighting cowgirls. They were both splattered with vague messes as they both laid across the split in half table, groaning and weakly swatting the various debris off of them. Dixie managed to stumble up to her knees, crawling weakly away from the messy fight. Tina wasn’t far behind her.

“Get… huff… get the fuck back here, ya yellow bellied bitch,” Tina wheezed, just as sweaty and beat as her rival.

She pounced and tackled Dixie from behind, who quickly turned to face her. The two catballed across the hall before their tangled bodies fell through the only entrance in their way. A passing Cassie Cage hopped over them rather casually as they went tumbling into the women’s bathroom. The footage simply lingered there for a moment.

“We, uh… well for legal reasons, we were unable to record in the bathrooms,” Toadette explained modestly.

Some shouts could still be heard as they continued to crash around and argue in the bathroom.

“Get the fuck offa me! OW!”

“My tits! You fuckin’ skank!”

“Yer the one who’s more cow than cowgirl! Gimme that!”

“OOF! Why you no good…”

“UHH! GHKK! C-c’mon… I can take ya…”

“OHHHH FUCK! Fuck! Not my pussy! Get outta there!”

“You’re gonna fuckin’ pay fer tha-WHOAAA!”

A loud splashing noise could be heard, followed by a lot of sputtering and screaming. Then a sound of a paper towel holder being torn off the wall and colliding with something. A lot of tearing noises and shrieks of rage were heard until Tina… possibly Tina? One of the blondes ran out of the bathroom completely naked, futilely trying to cover her pussy and nipples on her huge jiggling tits. The other followed right after, just as nude, wet and furious as the first. They grabbed the lead blonde by the hair, dragging her back into a chokehold just to be slammed in the ribs by a few furious elbows. They slapped and shoved at each other until a sudden wave of Servbots and Robotnik robots came zipping onto the scene, dogpiling and dragging the women away.

“You’ll be hearing from management for this one, errrr… Dixie?” one of the Lego-like Servbots squeaked.

“I thought we had Dixie,” a robotic beetle pointed out.

“Hoo boy… this might take a while,” one of the spherical robots droned.

Toadette shuffled her papers busily.

“Both were ultimately fined for excessive roughness, which was easily paid for by the footage of their brawl. And finally, we have one report on injuries as of late. Newcomer Huntress from the survival game Dead By Daylight has made a surprising splash on the scene. She’s been destroying enemies not unlike another horror game favorite, and delivered a punishing hold on Twintelle last Thursday night…”

The ring showed a woman in a bloodstained apron over a tight gray leotard wearing a rabbit mask. She was large and broad, and had the dark-skinned ARMS boxer naked and on her belly. She drove a knee into her back while she pulled back on her hair, leaving her screaming at her mercy.

“Not the hair! Not the hair!” the regal actress pleaded, kicking and thrashing around with her natural limbs.

Her hair drills tipped with boxing gloves were under control, being twisted and pulled painfully after clearly causing some trouble for the bruised and off-center mask on Huntress. She showed no sign of relenting until she stood up, pulling one of the twintails with her. She raised and brought it smashing down across her knee, creating a confusing popping sound. Twintelle shrieked in pain, shuddering and jiggling her thick curves until she blacked out, her eyemask that controlled her hair falling off and shattering to bits on the mats.

Toadette reappeared on the screen.

“Twintelle was counted as knocked out, and is expected to recover from her broken hair in a few weeks.

“In the meantime, we have plenty more coming you way! New belts, new matches, new fighters, and all your old favorites! Stay tuned here with all of us at NES Wrestling! No games: just wrestling!”