Raamaiah vs DK.

The famed DK vs the wrestler Raamaiah.

I really wanted to get this done for a long time, and thanks to my very good friend  foxzombiej it's now a reality.

Who will win though? And who will have to wear that belt in the corner? Well you have to read the story to find out!

In all seriousness though, I love this piece, probably my favourite Raamaiah commission so far. Thank you so much Jay, and I hope you all enjoy this. Be sure to check out the artist who did this, and wherever you are, I hope you have a good morning, good evening or good afternoon!

NSFW Version:
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Raamaiah wiped the sweat off of his face as he rested a fist on the canvas.

Just one hit and he was already down like this?

This fellow ape… his strength was beyond insane, like nothing he had witnessed back in Thunderhead.

Donkey… Kong?

It certainly was a weird name that's for sure. Didn't matter though, as he hit like a truck and took hits like a champion.

He remembered Fuerte had bought the man up in a conversation or two. This "DK" man was legendary or something, everyone knew him… and now this ape was taking a legendary man on, in a wrestling match with a wager.

It didn't start that way though. Friendly conversation into playful banter which lead into him and Donkey Kong claiming that they were the strongest and they wanted to prove it.

That’s when that “Bowser” man appeared, a “friend” of DK’s apparently.

He called them both bozos or something before offering to make things interesting

“You two chumps really think you’re the best between you twos?” He explained with a toothy grin. “Then why not bet on it?”

Raamaiah wanted to protest such an idea but was cut off by DK’s smug grin in response, as if the man was asking if the wrestler was scared. Well… it wasn’t like the ape could back down from a challenge from his fellow kind. So Bowser slammed some weird looking item of clothing down in front of the two.

It was a belt attached to the speedo with what looked to be an outline of Bowser’s face on it. Raamaiah raised his eyebrow in response.

“It’s a special outfit for the loser.” The turtle man went on to explain. “They can’t remove it no matter how hard they try though. Only me or the winner can, they got special magic and crap.”

Raamaiah blushed a bit and stuttered. “A-Are you sure this is really necessary?!”

Bowser paused. “What?” He taunted. “You too scared? I thought a chump like you were strong!”


“I am.” The ape replied, which caused Bowser to chuckle.

“Then he’s settled.” The king proclaimed. “The loser gets to wear the Bowser Belt as punishment!”

Raamaiah just sighed, before Bowser bought the two close together.

“Also, just between us guys.” He whispered. “The belt has some… special features if you two want to get to know each other a little more after the match, if you two chumps even put on a good show I might join in too! Though if you blab I’ll burn your faces off… along with other parts let’s just say…”

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So here Raamaiah was. Fighting that DK guy, the threat of having to wear that weird looking belt and speedo for a length of time even Thunderhead’s gods wouldn’t be able to tell.

He really wished he could punch that turtle right about now…

Raamaiah slowly got up, shifting his battered and bruised, sweaty body up into a defensive body, all the while his opponent taunted him. Making fun of the man while he was down.

No… Raamaiah couldn’t let DK taunt him like. He was Thunderhead’s champion. He wasn’t about to lose and wear some spiky belt! He paused, before suddenly gaining a burst of speed, charging right at the other ape.

“TAAAAAKE THIS!!!” He yelled as he curled his hand into a fist, aiming it at the other ape.

DK meanwhile, took a defensive stance… curling his fist…

Before Raamaiah felt something powerful hit his chest… and everything went black.

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Everything was spinning. Every part of Raamaiah’s body was hurting.

“W-Wuh…”

“So you’re awake… that chump knocked you real bad didn’t he?”

“W-Wuhts… going on?”

Raamaiah felt himself being stood up as he rested on some kind of tree or pole, as large hands began to undo the straps to his outfit and the speedo slowly get pulled down.

“Gwahaha! Haven’t you realised yet?”

“N-No…?”
The koopa king let out a hearty laugh as he locked some strange belt around the ape, along with a speedo that certianly wasn’t his own due to how small it was.

“I’m just dressing the loser in his new outfit. You did lose after all!”

Raamaiah’s eyes went wide as he looked down.

Gone was his old outfit, and in it’s place… was a large spiky belt and a tight black speedo with an outline of Bowser’s face on it.

“Now then.” Bowser chuckled. “Come with me. It’s time you get treated like the loser you are….”