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Golden Jaws: Special Event
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Elek VS Jon
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“Welcome folks to a special night of Golden Jaws Boxing. Tonight we have a real interesting set up. As we have Golden Jaws champ Jon, take on Wrestling champ Elek in the first wrestling vs boxing match, so let’s get things underway,”
In the red corner was Jon, a 6ft. 6in. 275lbs. lean wolf with brown and tan fur, wearing a pair of black and white shorts and a black sleeveless shirt, with black boxing gloves. At the moment the said fighter was shadow boxing as he usually did before every match.
In the blue corner was Elek, a 6ft. 4in. 340lbs. muscle gutted wolf/husky cross, with brown and tan fur also, clothed in a pair of black and blue wrestling pants and a pair of green knuckle gloves. The said challenger was right now rolling his neck and loosening himself up for the match.
As soon as both fighters gave a nod towards the official, the bell rang, signaling the beginning of an epic match.
Right off the bat, both fighters began to approach each other carefully. Since both of them were from different fighting backgrounds, they couldn’t help but be on their toes.
Deciding on making the first move, Elek quickly charged at the boxer. He thought that if he could get his opponent onto the ground, he would stand a better chance in this fight.
But that idea was quickly thrown out, when Jon easily juked under the wrestler’s out stretched arms and slammed in the face with a hard right hook.
Letting out a yelp in pain Elek couldn’t help but grip his jaw in pain. Sure he’d had been hit there before but coming from an opponent that practically aims for the said shot, makes things a little different.
After giving his sore jaw a few good rubs, Elek was just about to move in for another strike but was suddenly hit with a few quick jabs to both his head and gut.
Jon continued to watch as his opponent took every hit he threw. At first he thought this was going to be a tough match, with the wolf-dog being an expert on close range fighting, but right now he wasn’t sure.
Before the wolf could go deeper into his thoughts, he suddenly felt something rap around his mid-section just before it began to squeeze the life out of him.
“Agh!” was all Jon could shout, as he looked to see that Elek had locked him up in an iron like bear hug.
Elek let out a loud grunt as he applied more pressure to Jon. He had been lucky enough to catch the lupine off guard. But that changed when he saw his opponent snap his head forward, just before throwing a heavy punch towards his face.
As he slammed his fist into the side of the canine’s head, Jon noticed that his opponent’s grip on him loosened a little. Swinging his arms as fast as he could, the wolf started to wale on his opponent, who finally let go of the lupine after the fifth punch.
Dropping his adversary with a heavy thud, Elek could only grip his face in pain as he fell back a few steps. Just as the wolf/husky begun to feel the pain recede, he suddenly felt a strong force drive it’s self into his gut.
Looking down Elek saw that Jon had drove his fist hard into his belly, causing him to gag from it.
Jon gritted his fangs as he felt his fist sink into the brown furred as mass. Drawing his fist back the lupine was about to follow up the hit with an upper-cut but was suddenly struck down to the mat by a heavy blow to his back.
As Elek pulled his fist up, after delivering an axe hit to the wolf’s back. He prepared to throw the canine into a Boston Crab Hold, only to be stopped by the bell.
Picking himself up from the mat, Jon started to let out a couple of heavy breaths as
he moved back towards his corner. So far from what he’d seen, Elek was dangerous opponent when you are within range of his grabs, so the best idea for the next round was try and go for his blindsides and stay out of his reach.
In Elek’s corner the wolf/husky himself was in the same position as Jon, as he continued to rub his sore jaw. He remembered being told before the match to bring a mouth piece and right now he was glad that he listened, the last few hits would have had him missing a few teeth before the first round was even over. In his observation of the match, Elek could tell that Jon’s hits were something not to turn a blind eye to, just one good one would have put him to the mat if he’d had not been careful. Right now the plan was simple, lock-up his opponent and take him down to the mat.
After both fighters were able to get most of their wind back in them, the bell rang for the second round.
Nearly jumping to his feet, Jon took the offensive and quickly moved himself towards the wrestler’s side while throwing a left hook.
Seeing the oncoming hit Elek quickly dove under the punch just before shoulder
tackling the tall canine in the mid-section.
As Jon doubled over from the hit, he suddenly felt Elek rap his head up in a reverse head-lock.
‘Oh, no,’ was the last thing to run through Jon’s mind just before being throw face first into the mat.
Elek grinned to himself as he slammed the wolf with a DDT maneuver. Rolling off of the downed canine, Elek was just about to make a move for a finisher only to be gut checked once more by the wolf.
Pushing himself up from the mat, Jon quickly slammed an upper-cut into the wolf-dog’s unguarded chin causing him to be thrown onto his back.
As soon as Elek hit the mat, he quickly used the momentum from the hit to roll himself back onto his feet.
“That’s going to hurt in the morning,” Elek said to himself checked to see if he still had a jaw, only to stop when he saw a shadow over cast him.
Looking up the wolf/husky’s eyes widen in shock when he saw Jon throwing a Superman Punch into the side of his face.
As the hybrid canine fell to the mat, Jon prepared to go for the finisher, only to be stopped by the bell.
Watching as Elek started to pick himself up, Jon let out a heavy sigh as he slowly made his way back to his corner.
Elek groaned in pained as he sat up against the post, he knew that if he took another hit like that it would be game over for him.
While over on Jon’s side, the said canine had the same thought going through his head. That DDT slam had nearly taken everything out of him, one more good hit like that and he would be down for the count.
As both canines looked into each other eyes, they both thought in unison.
‘The next round, I have to finish it.’
As the bell gave the third and finally ring for the night. Both fighters prepared themselves to make their final move.
Closing in on one another, both fighters had a look of determination in their eyes.
With a battle cry, Elek charged towards knuckle brawler. His plan was simple, run, jump, grab hit opponents head and use his weight and momentum to slam him to the mat.
Just as the wolf-dog was about follow through with his plan, he was suddenly taken by surprise, when he saw the wolf practically slide himself out of the way, just before slugging him in the back of the head.
Watching the hybrid drop to the mat from the heavy blow, Jon calmly walked around towards the canine’s face, just before lifting it up towards his own.
“You were a good opponent, but I’m sorry, I can’t take any chances. If it helps any, I won’t digest you once the match is over,” Jon said just before shoving the dazed canine’s muzzle into his jaws.
Feeling his head into the other canine’s jaws was enough, to jar Elek out of his stupor.
“What the… Oh no,” was all the wolf/husky could say as he tried to push the larger canine off of him.
Noticing some movement from his opponent, Jon quickly began to shove more of the wolf/husky’s head into his jaws as fast as he could.
Elek began to panic when he felt the wolf‘s jaws nearly cover over his entire head. Thinking fast, the wolf-dog suddenly remembered something he had seen in a previous match, just like this.
Drawing both of his fists back, the hybrid quickly slammed both of his fists into the wolf’s gut causing him to gag, Elek’s head out.
With a painful hack, Jon felt his opponent’s head come loose, from his jaws while he fell back in pain.
As soon as Elek felt his head come loose from his opponent’s maw. He quickly shook the slobber from his eyes, just in time to see Jon partially recover from the wrestler’s hit.
‘Time to end this,’ Elek thought as he pulled himself around behind the boxer.
When Jon began to feel his breath come back to him, he suddenly felt Elek’s arms rap around him once more from behind.
‘Not good,’ was the last thought that went through his just before everything went black.
With a heavy grunt, Elek threw both his and his opponents body weight back, performing a perfect German Suplex.
Letting go of his opponent, Elek quickly pulled himself up to see, Jon laid out cold on the mat.
Sighing heavily, Elek dropped to a knee in front of the wolf’s feet and pulled them up to his muzzle.
Taking one deep breath, the wolf-dog quickly began to shove the wolf’s foot paws into his mouth.
With a large gulp, Elek easily drew the lupine in, all the way to his knees.
Letting out another deep breath through his nose, the canine continued to draw in more of his opponent into gullet.
As soon as Jon’s waist and tail entered Elek’s mouth, the wolf/husky stood up while lifting his opponent up to let gravity help with his meal.
As he rested one hand on to his growing paunch, the wolf-dog started to it as he felt the wolf’s chest slip into his mouth.
Letting out a light murr, Elek lowered his head when he felt the lupine’s head slide right into the back of his throat, leaving the glove covered hands as the only visible part of his opponent.
‘I’ll just hold on to these. Until I can give them back to their owner,’ Elek thought as he tugged the black gloves off of the wolf’s hands.
With a loud slurp, the wolf-dog sighed as he felt the last of Jon come to rest in his now even large belly.
“UUUURRRPPP, ahh, not bad, not bad at all,” Elek said as felt Jon awaken and began to struggle within his new confines.
“Easy buddy, easy, I’m not going to digest you, I’m just going to let you stay in there for a while. I promise you, that I’ll let you out later, so just take it easy,” Elek said to Jon, as he gave his belly a few good pats to help calm the wolf down a little.
After a few seconds, the lupine’s struggles began to slow down until they came to a complete stop.
‘That’s it, just rest pal, I gotcha,’ Elek thought as he raised one hand in victory, while the other caressed his large belly.
“And that is it folks, talk about an exciting match. I got a feeling that this fight will go down in both boxing and wrestling history. And remember that you saw it here at, “Golden Jaws” until then goodnight and have a safe drive home.”
After the match, Elek had kept his promise and had coughed up Jon in the locker room showers. After exchanging handshakes and respect towards each other, the two fighters began to make their way through the paparazzi, in hopes of not having to deal with any stupid questioning.
While walking through the crowd of camera flashes and reports asking questions along the lines of a possible rematch, Elek couldn’t help but groan when he heard one reporter ask a question that annoyed him the most.
“Elek, Elek, now that you devoured an opponent are you going to become the large hateful predator that you are?” the reporter asked as he shoved a tape recorder into the canine’s face.
Letting out a sigh, Elek looked at the reporter before replying.
“I have no comment,”
With that the wolf-dog began to make his way around the camera jockey, only to be cut off again by him.
“So you are not admitting that you enjoyed fact that you had control of another being life, is that what you’re say,” the reporter stated rather than asked.
“No, that’s not it, I…” was all Elek could get out just before he was cut off by the heckler.
“So you do admit that you are an…” was all the reporter could get out just before having his light punched out by a brown furred fist.
Turning toward the owner, Elek couldn’t help but smile, as he saw Jon step over the possibly comatose reporter.
“Mass media, what can you do,” Jon said as he patted the wolf/husky on the back, while leading him out of the paparazzi, which were now steering clear of the two canines.
jagknight12 hope you enjoy it.Elek © of jagknight12
Jon © of me
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
Golden Jaws: Special Event
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Elek VS Jon
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“Welcome folks to a special night of Golden Jaws Boxing. Tonight we have a real interesting set up. As we have Golden Jaws champ Jon, take on Wrestling champ Elek in the first wrestling vs boxing match, so let’s get things underway,”
In the red corner was Jon, a 6ft. 6in. 275lbs. lean wolf with brown and tan fur, wearing a pair of black and white shorts and a black sleeveless shirt, with black boxing gloves. At the moment the said fighter was shadow boxing as he usually did before every match.
In the blue corner was Elek, a 6ft. 4in. 340lbs. muscle gutted wolf/husky cross, with brown and tan fur also, clothed in a pair of black and blue wrestling pants and a pair of green knuckle gloves. The said challenger was right now rolling his neck and loosening himself up for the match.
As soon as both fighters gave a nod towards the official, the bell rang, signaling the beginning of an epic match.
Right off the bat, both fighters began to approach each other carefully. Since both of them were from different fighting backgrounds, they couldn’t help but be on their toes.
Deciding on making the first move, Elek quickly charged at the boxer. He thought that if he could get his opponent onto the ground, he would stand a better chance in this fight.
But that idea was quickly thrown out, when Jon easily juked under the wrestler’s out stretched arms and slammed in the face with a hard right hook.
Letting out a yelp in pain Elek couldn’t help but grip his jaw in pain. Sure he’d had been hit there before but coming from an opponent that practically aims for the said shot, makes things a little different.
After giving his sore jaw a few good rubs, Elek was just about to move in for another strike but was suddenly hit with a few quick jabs to both his head and gut.
Jon continued to watch as his opponent took every hit he threw. At first he thought this was going to be a tough match, with the wolf-dog being an expert on close range fighting, but right now he wasn’t sure.
Before the wolf could go deeper into his thoughts, he suddenly felt something rap around his mid-section just before it began to squeeze the life out of him.
“Agh!” was all Jon could shout, as he looked to see that Elek had locked him up in an iron like bear hug.
Elek let out a loud grunt as he applied more pressure to Jon. He had been lucky enough to catch the lupine off guard. But that changed when he saw his opponent snap his head forward, just before throwing a heavy punch towards his face.
As he slammed his fist into the side of the canine’s head, Jon noticed that his opponent’s grip on him loosened a little. Swinging his arms as fast as he could, the wolf started to wale on his opponent, who finally let go of the lupine after the fifth punch.
Dropping his adversary with a heavy thud, Elek could only grip his face in pain as he fell back a few steps. Just as the wolf/husky begun to feel the pain recede, he suddenly felt a strong force drive it’s self into his gut.
Looking down Elek saw that Jon had drove his fist hard into his belly, causing him to gag from it.
Jon gritted his fangs as he felt his fist sink into the brown furred as mass. Drawing his fist back the lupine was about to follow up the hit with an upper-cut but was suddenly struck down to the mat by a heavy blow to his back.
As Elek pulled his fist up, after delivering an axe hit to the wolf’s back. He prepared to throw the canine into a Boston Crab Hold, only to be stopped by the bell.
Picking himself up from the mat, Jon started to let out a couple of heavy breaths as
he moved back towards his corner. So far from what he’d seen, Elek was dangerous opponent when you are within range of his grabs, so the best idea for the next round was try and go for his blindsides and stay out of his reach.
In Elek’s corner the wolf/husky himself was in the same position as Jon, as he continued to rub his sore jaw. He remembered being told before the match to bring a mouth piece and right now he was glad that he listened, the last few hits would have had him missing a few teeth before the first round was even over. In his observation of the match, Elek could tell that Jon’s hits were something not to turn a blind eye to, just one good one would have put him to the mat if he’d had not been careful. Right now the plan was simple, lock-up his opponent and take him down to the mat.
After both fighters were able to get most of their wind back in them, the bell rang for the second round.
Nearly jumping to his feet, Jon took the offensive and quickly moved himself towards the wrestler’s side while throwing a left hook.
Seeing the oncoming hit Elek quickly dove under the punch just before shoulder
tackling the tall canine in the mid-section.
As Jon doubled over from the hit, he suddenly felt Elek rap his head up in a reverse head-lock.
‘Oh, no,’ was the last thing to run through Jon’s mind just before being throw face first into the mat.
Elek grinned to himself as he slammed the wolf with a DDT maneuver. Rolling off of the downed canine, Elek was just about to make a move for a finisher only to be gut checked once more by the wolf.
Pushing himself up from the mat, Jon quickly slammed an upper-cut into the wolf-dog’s unguarded chin causing him to be thrown onto his back.
As soon as Elek hit the mat, he quickly used the momentum from the hit to roll himself back onto his feet.
“That’s going to hurt in the morning,” Elek said to himself checked to see if he still had a jaw, only to stop when he saw a shadow over cast him.
Looking up the wolf/husky’s eyes widen in shock when he saw Jon throwing a Superman Punch into the side of his face.
As the hybrid canine fell to the mat, Jon prepared to go for the finisher, only to be stopped by the bell.
Watching as Elek started to pick himself up, Jon let out a heavy sigh as he slowly made his way back to his corner.
Elek groaned in pained as he sat up against the post, he knew that if he took another hit like that it would be game over for him.
While over on Jon’s side, the said canine had the same thought going through his head. That DDT slam had nearly taken everything out of him, one more good hit like that and he would be down for the count.
As both canines looked into each other eyes, they both thought in unison.
‘The next round, I have to finish it.’
As the bell gave the third and finally ring for the night. Both fighters prepared themselves to make their final move.
Closing in on one another, both fighters had a look of determination in their eyes.
With a battle cry, Elek charged towards knuckle brawler. His plan was simple, run, jump, grab hit opponents head and use his weight and momentum to slam him to the mat.
Just as the wolf-dog was about follow through with his plan, he was suddenly taken by surprise, when he saw the wolf practically slide himself out of the way, just before slugging him in the back of the head.
Watching the hybrid drop to the mat from the heavy blow, Jon calmly walked around towards the canine’s face, just before lifting it up towards his own.
“You were a good opponent, but I’m sorry, I can’t take any chances. If it helps any, I won’t digest you once the match is over,” Jon said just before shoving the dazed canine’s muzzle into his jaws.
Feeling his head into the other canine’s jaws was enough, to jar Elek out of his stupor.
“What the… Oh no,” was all the wolf/husky could say as he tried to push the larger canine off of him.
Noticing some movement from his opponent, Jon quickly began to shove more of the wolf/husky’s head into his jaws as fast as he could.
Elek began to panic when he felt the wolf‘s jaws nearly cover over his entire head. Thinking fast, the wolf-dog suddenly remembered something he had seen in a previous match, just like this.
Drawing both of his fists back, the hybrid quickly slammed both of his fists into the wolf’s gut causing him to gag, Elek’s head out.
With a painful hack, Jon felt his opponent’s head come loose, from his jaws while he fell back in pain.
As soon as Elek felt his head come loose from his opponent’s maw. He quickly shook the slobber from his eyes, just in time to see Jon partially recover from the wrestler’s hit.
‘Time to end this,’ Elek thought as he pulled himself around behind the boxer.
When Jon began to feel his breath come back to him, he suddenly felt Elek’s arms rap around him once more from behind.
‘Not good,’ was the last thought that went through his just before everything went black.
With a heavy grunt, Elek threw both his and his opponents body weight back, performing a perfect German Suplex.
Letting go of his opponent, Elek quickly pulled himself up to see, Jon laid out cold on the mat.
Sighing heavily, Elek dropped to a knee in front of the wolf’s feet and pulled them up to his muzzle.
Taking one deep breath, the wolf-dog quickly began to shove the wolf’s foot paws into his mouth.
With a large gulp, Elek easily drew the lupine in, all the way to his knees.
Letting out another deep breath through his nose, the canine continued to draw in more of his opponent into gullet.
As soon as Jon’s waist and tail entered Elek’s mouth, the wolf/husky stood up while lifting his opponent up to let gravity help with his meal.
As he rested one hand on to his growing paunch, the wolf-dog started to it as he felt the wolf’s chest slip into his mouth.
Letting out a light murr, Elek lowered his head when he felt the lupine’s head slide right into the back of his throat, leaving the glove covered hands as the only visible part of his opponent.
‘I’ll just hold on to these. Until I can give them back to their owner,’ Elek thought as he tugged the black gloves off of the wolf’s hands.
With a loud slurp, the wolf-dog sighed as he felt the last of Jon come to rest in his now even large belly.
“UUUURRRPPP, ahh, not bad, not bad at all,” Elek said as felt Jon awaken and began to struggle within his new confines.
“Easy buddy, easy, I’m not going to digest you, I’m just going to let you stay in there for a while. I promise you, that I’ll let you out later, so just take it easy,” Elek said to Jon, as he gave his belly a few good pats to help calm the wolf down a little.
After a few seconds, the lupine’s struggles began to slow down until they came to a complete stop.
‘That’s it, just rest pal, I gotcha,’ Elek thought as he raised one hand in victory, while the other caressed his large belly.
“And that is it folks, talk about an exciting match. I got a feeling that this fight will go down in both boxing and wrestling history. And remember that you saw it here at, “Golden Jaws” until then goodnight and have a safe drive home.”
After the match, Elek had kept his promise and had coughed up Jon in the locker room showers. After exchanging handshakes and respect towards each other, the two fighters began to make their way through the paparazzi, in hopes of not having to deal with any stupid questioning.
While walking through the crowd of camera flashes and reports asking questions along the lines of a possible rematch, Elek couldn’t help but groan when he heard one reporter ask a question that annoyed him the most.
“Elek, Elek, now that you devoured an opponent are you going to become the large hateful predator that you are?” the reporter asked as he shoved a tape recorder into the canine’s face.
Letting out a sigh, Elek looked at the reporter before replying.
“I have no comment,”
With that the wolf-dog began to make his way around the camera jockey, only to be cut off again by him.
“So you are not admitting that you enjoyed fact that you had control of another being life, is that what you’re say,” the reporter stated rather than asked.
“No, that’s not it, I…” was all Elek could get out just before he was cut off by the heckler.
“So you do admit that you are an…” was all the reporter could get out just before having his light punched out by a brown furred fist.
Turning toward the owner, Elek couldn’t help but smile, as he saw Jon step over the possibly comatose reporter.
“Mass media, what can you do,” Jon said as he patted the wolf/husky on the back, while leading him out of the paparazzi, which were now steering clear of the two canines.
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