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Let it be known. Alcohol and wrestlers do not mix. Stuff happens and they never remember what happens afterwards, and clean up is such a pain too.
Yet despite that, Fuerte still thought it'd be such a cool, amazing idea to let Raamaiah try out the stuff with him, and clearly that didn't go too well. Now here they are in their underwear after doing who know's what!! And what's with all the bananas!
...In reality though, I wanted to make something more on the cute side involving the duo, due to the large amount of humiliating situations I've put them, and I think this has turned out really great.
KeroKamina did such an amazing job with it in my opinion. So yeah, consider this the rest they get before it's back to the humiliation grindstone, and hey I finally get to put the duo in underwear, which is something I've wanted to get done for a long time, so that's even better!
As always, be sure to check out the dude I commissioned this from, as well as read the story below, and wherever you are, I hope you have a good morning, good evening or good afternoon!
___
Head pounding.
Body shaking and shivering.
What exactly happened last night?
Every muscle hurt.
Every memory was gone.
There was no doubt about it. Fuerte got drunk. And now he was lying on a bed wearing nothing but his underwear, next to his best friend, banana in his underwear.
What the fuck?
Raamaiah groaned and rolled over, turning to face the feline wrestler before his eyes grew wide, face red with a wide blush.
“F-FUERTE!” He yelled out, the ape himself blushing as he was wearing only a pair of underwear, banana at his side. “YOU’RE...WE’RE….”
Fuerte could swear it was in Raamaiah’s mouth only a second ago.
“D-Don’t yell Raam.” Fuerte groaned out. “My head’s hurtin’ enough as it is.”
“S-S-SORry!” The ape replied as he blushed harder, his body visibly shaking on the bed. “It’s just…. It’s just-”
“You don’t remember either?” Fuerte interrupted with a sigh.
Raamaiah stuttered for a moment as he lied in bed, trying to comprehend the situation before him. His best friend right now, was lying in bed with him, closer than he’d ever been in a normal situation, almost naked, no recollection of what happened last night.
But he guessed by that notion... This wasn’t a normal situation.
But still… this was different.
This wasn’t in the ring.
This wasn’t some situation the duo wound up in.
The duo weren’t being forced to humiliate each other for entertainment for a crowd.
The duo weren’t trying to claim victory over each other.
This was in their apartment. In Raamaiah’s bed. This…. This was more personal than it ever was!
Damn it… why did he have to try that strange concoction. It wiped his memory and caused him to do this, of course he’d try this with Fuerte, especially after the tiger hyped it up so much, but to make this happen. Raamaiah would never let it happen in a million years! Well Fuerte… Fuerte is an amazing guy, but of course Raamaiah would never let this happen… not yet at least. It was too early, hell what if all this situations the duo were put in caused him to dislike the notion of becoming a… thing as Fuerte probably would put it.
“Yeah…” The ape finally admitted after a long pause.
Fuerte sighed in reply. He knew that’d be the answer. The tiger continued to stare at his friend for a moment. Did Fuerte give him too much for his first time? Was this all his fault?
Damn it.
Fuerte wanted to punch a wall. Punch a hole so goddamn huge it couldn’t be repaired. Why. Why did he let Raam down like that?
He was an idiot.
Fuerte frowned.
El Fuerte the tiger with no memories, and Raamaiah, the ape raised in the deepest depths of the jungle. It only took one interaction with the guy to realize how out of his element the ape was. How little he knew about where he now was. If Fuerte didn’t find a way to help out the guy, he’d probably be hit by a car or something. So of course, Fuerte had to help the guy… besides having someone like that, teaching him to adore the great El Fuerte in the ring! Now that’d be perfect… at least that’s what Fuerte thought at first. Yet… something changed. It soon became no longer about showing off or proving how amazing he was to the other guy… it was about spending time together. Making memories. Afterall… now most of the memories Fuerte had was spent with Raamaiah.
.... At least now thanks to the ape, Fuerte had memories to call his own.
Fuerte leaned in closer. Bodies touching and resting as Fuerte draped his arm over, rubbing his friend’s back compassionately.
“F-Fuerte!!” Raamaiah said as the stuttering returned. “W-What are you doing!”
“Apologizing.” Fuerte spat as he rested there, head now resting on Raamaiah’s chest. “I… shouldn’t have given you that much to drink, especially for a first timer like you. I-I’m… sorry dude.”
Raamaiah paused suddenly.
Fuerte apologized.
Fuerte apologized to the ape directly. Of course, Fuerte had apologized before but the tiger’s pride kept him from directly saying it, yet this time it was loud and clear… it was caring… it was serious.
Raamaiah blushed harder. Fuerte was lying there on him, apologizing in such a manor. Clearly, he couldn’t…. Clearly, he wouldn’t.
“So yeah…” Fuerte said, cutting the other wrestler off. “Wanna rest here for a bit then I make you some breakfast… or… lunch depending on the time.”
“Yeah…” Raamaiah said, his own head now resting in Fuerte’s hair.
“Good.” Fuerte said, his face now returning to the smirk Raamaiah knew and secretly loved. “Then I can show you more of how a real champ cooks!”
“I’ll… be looking forward to it.” Raamaiah said with a chuckle, causing Fuerte to chuckle back.
Was there a chance for something? Fuerte thought for a moment. After everything they’ve been through, why weren’t they already?
Another chuckle at the thought.
Fuerte. The greatest wrestler in the world. Getting together with some stinky ape from the jungle. To most people that’d sound like the stupidest thing they’d ever heard… yet to Fuerte… there was something about it that felt right…
...Maybe this really could happen. Yet for now only time could really tell. Imagine the awkwardness between the two if Raamaiah actually rejected him!
Yeah, the tiger wasn’t having that.
Fuerte simply rested his head, causing the ape to chuckle in response. Who cared if he couldn’t remember anything from last night, he was here with his best friend, that’s all that mattered in this very moment?
And Raamaiah wanted this to last forever.
Yet despite that, Fuerte still thought it'd be such a cool, amazing idea to let Raamaiah try out the stuff with him, and clearly that didn't go too well. Now here they are in their underwear after doing who know's what!! And what's with all the bananas!
...In reality though, I wanted to make something more on the cute side involving the duo, due to the large amount of humiliating situations I've put them, and I think this has turned out really great.
KeroKamina did such an amazing job with it in my opinion. So yeah, consider this the rest they get before it's back to the humiliation grindstone, and hey I finally get to put the duo in underwear, which is something I've wanted to get done for a long time, so that's even better!As always, be sure to check out the dude I commissioned this from, as well as read the story below, and wherever you are, I hope you have a good morning, good evening or good afternoon!
___
Head pounding.
Body shaking and shivering.
What exactly happened last night?
Every muscle hurt.
Every memory was gone.
There was no doubt about it. Fuerte got drunk. And now he was lying on a bed wearing nothing but his underwear, next to his best friend, banana in his underwear.
What the fuck?
Raamaiah groaned and rolled over, turning to face the feline wrestler before his eyes grew wide, face red with a wide blush.
“F-FUERTE!” He yelled out, the ape himself blushing as he was wearing only a pair of underwear, banana at his side. “YOU’RE...WE’RE….”
Fuerte could swear it was in Raamaiah’s mouth only a second ago.
“D-Don’t yell Raam.” Fuerte groaned out. “My head’s hurtin’ enough as it is.”
“S-S-SORry!” The ape replied as he blushed harder, his body visibly shaking on the bed. “It’s just…. It’s just-”
“You don’t remember either?” Fuerte interrupted with a sigh.
Raamaiah stuttered for a moment as he lied in bed, trying to comprehend the situation before him. His best friend right now, was lying in bed with him, closer than he’d ever been in a normal situation, almost naked, no recollection of what happened last night.
But he guessed by that notion... This wasn’t a normal situation.
But still… this was different.
This wasn’t in the ring.
This wasn’t some situation the duo wound up in.
The duo weren’t being forced to humiliate each other for entertainment for a crowd.
The duo weren’t trying to claim victory over each other.
This was in their apartment. In Raamaiah’s bed. This…. This was more personal than it ever was!
Damn it… why did he have to try that strange concoction. It wiped his memory and caused him to do this, of course he’d try this with Fuerte, especially after the tiger hyped it up so much, but to make this happen. Raamaiah would never let it happen in a million years! Well Fuerte… Fuerte is an amazing guy, but of course Raamaiah would never let this happen… not yet at least. It was too early, hell what if all this situations the duo were put in caused him to dislike the notion of becoming a… thing as Fuerte probably would put it.
“Yeah…” The ape finally admitted after a long pause.
Fuerte sighed in reply. He knew that’d be the answer. The tiger continued to stare at his friend for a moment. Did Fuerte give him too much for his first time? Was this all his fault?
Damn it.
Fuerte wanted to punch a wall. Punch a hole so goddamn huge it couldn’t be repaired. Why. Why did he let Raam down like that?
He was an idiot.
Fuerte frowned.
El Fuerte the tiger with no memories, and Raamaiah, the ape raised in the deepest depths of the jungle. It only took one interaction with the guy to realize how out of his element the ape was. How little he knew about where he now was. If Fuerte didn’t find a way to help out the guy, he’d probably be hit by a car or something. So of course, Fuerte had to help the guy… besides having someone like that, teaching him to adore the great El Fuerte in the ring! Now that’d be perfect… at least that’s what Fuerte thought at first. Yet… something changed. It soon became no longer about showing off or proving how amazing he was to the other guy… it was about spending time together. Making memories. Afterall… now most of the memories Fuerte had was spent with Raamaiah.
.... At least now thanks to the ape, Fuerte had memories to call his own.
Fuerte leaned in closer. Bodies touching and resting as Fuerte draped his arm over, rubbing his friend’s back compassionately.
“F-Fuerte!!” Raamaiah said as the stuttering returned. “W-What are you doing!”
“Apologizing.” Fuerte spat as he rested there, head now resting on Raamaiah’s chest. “I… shouldn’t have given you that much to drink, especially for a first timer like you. I-I’m… sorry dude.”
Raamaiah paused suddenly.
Fuerte apologized.
Fuerte apologized to the ape directly. Of course, Fuerte had apologized before but the tiger’s pride kept him from directly saying it, yet this time it was loud and clear… it was caring… it was serious.
Raamaiah blushed harder. Fuerte was lying there on him, apologizing in such a manor. Clearly, he couldn’t…. Clearly, he wouldn’t.
“So yeah…” Fuerte said, cutting the other wrestler off. “Wanna rest here for a bit then I make you some breakfast… or… lunch depending on the time.”
“Yeah…” Raamaiah said, his own head now resting in Fuerte’s hair.
“Good.” Fuerte said, his face now returning to the smirk Raamaiah knew and secretly loved. “Then I can show you more of how a real champ cooks!”
“I’ll… be looking forward to it.” Raamaiah said with a chuckle, causing Fuerte to chuckle back.
Was there a chance for something? Fuerte thought for a moment. After everything they’ve been through, why weren’t they already?
Another chuckle at the thought.
Fuerte. The greatest wrestler in the world. Getting together with some stinky ape from the jungle. To most people that’d sound like the stupidest thing they’d ever heard… yet to Fuerte… there was something about it that felt right…
...Maybe this really could happen. Yet for now only time could really tell. Imagine the awkwardness between the two if Raamaiah actually rejected him!
Yeah, the tiger wasn’t having that.
Fuerte simply rested his head, causing the ape to chuckle in response. Who cared if he couldn’t remember anything from last night, he was here with his best friend, that’s all that mattered in this very moment?
And Raamaiah wanted this to last forever.
Category Artwork (Digital) / All
Species Gorilla
Size 3900 x 2550px
File Size 1.56 MB
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