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I have what must be the strangest job in the world...and I wouldn't trade it for anything. I'm a weight trainer--perhaps the best paid weight trainer in the country, but believe me, I earn every penny.
I weight train for a SSBBW wrestler, a 6-5 600 lb Amazonian goddess from Jamaica...but it's not the kind of weight training that you're thinking of. You see, she doesn't train by lifting weights she trains by finding new ways to use her gargantuan weight to squash her opponents into submission. And I'm the lucky fool whom she practices on.
One look at her and you'll know why she has never been defeated in nearly 100 matches. She's like a mountain come to life--over a quarter ton of solid muscle covered by massive rolls of smooth, coffee-colored flesh. She can crush a basketball between her colossal thighs, and rip the Brooklyn phone book in half with her bare hands. Her opponents (if they are lucky enough to avoid a trip to the intensive care unit) end up squashed so flat into the mat that they have to be carried off in stretchers.
But despite her terrifying power, outside of the ring she is one of the kindest, most gentle persons whom you could hope to meet. And her intellect could rival that of any college professor. Due to her unique size and power, wrestling promoters had tried to exploit her early in her career, trying to get her to adopt stereotypical personas such as Voodoo Mamma or the even more ludicrous Zombie Giantess. She found these stereotypes offensive and unimaginative, and ultimately came up with her own professional name: Gravity's Rainbow.
She picked this name because she loved the novel by Thomas Pyncheon. In his book, gravity's rainbow was the arc of a rocket's trajectory from the launch site to the point of impact. Since the move that she used to finish off her opponents always involved her launching her massive body into the air and smashing down on top of them, crushing them into pulp, she thought it fit her well. As she always jokes, her weight plus gravity's pull produced pancaked bodies. Although she could defeat almost any opponent in the blink of any eye just by throwing them down and sitting on them, she loved her fans and always put on a good show before finishing the other wrestler off.
I had only seen her get angry during a match once, and itââ,¬â,,¢s a site Iââ,¬â,,¢ll never forget. As I said before, she always put on a good show so the fans got their moneyââ,¬â,,¢s worth. But her opponent, a 5-6 135 pound former dancer named Angel used a racial slur while taunting her before the match was about to begin. Rainbow just grabbed her and hurled her down on her back. Then she placed her bare, size 14 foot on her chest and simply stepped up. She brought her other foot down on Angelââ,¬â,,¢s stomach and stood full-weight on her. I was ringside, and I could see everything from eye-level. Angel started turning purple as Rainbowââ,¬â,,¢s 600 lbs crushed her slender body, and eyes bugged out of her head. I could see that Rainbowââ,¬â,,¢s feet had compacted her midsection nearly to the ground. My god, was she ever powerfulââ,¬Â¦her weight pushed her feet down so deeply that I could see small rolls of Angelââ,¬â,,¢s skin squished up between her toes.
Angel flailed her arms and legs frantically and thrashed her head from side to side as she tried desperately to breathe. Rainbow just calmly looked down at her with an evil grin on her face. Then she did something that shocked even meââ,¬Â¦ she bent at the knees and jumped up. She must have gotten at least 12 inches in the air. I couldnââ,¬â,,¢t believe this, in the three years that Iââ,¬â,,¢d helped her train, sheââ,¬â,,¢d never done somethng this devastating to me, and Iââ,¬â,,¢m 6-4 and 225 lbs. But then again, Iââ,¬â,,¢d also never pissed her off. I saw Angel reflexively take in a gasp of air at the momentary release of pressureââ,¬Â¦then Rainbowââ,¬â,,¢s feet came crashing down with a force that could split the atom. Angelââ,¬â,,¢s body crunched like a potato chip under her. Her arms and legs flew up and then slapped back down helplessly onto the canvas as Rainbow squashed her underfoot. Then she daintily stepped off and glanced casually down at Angel, who by now was semi-conscious. I could clearly see that Rainbowââ,¬â,,¢s footprints were squashed into her torso. The whole thing lasted only ten seconds or so, but it seemed like it went on forever.
Rainbow leaned down and stared directly into Angelââ,¬â,,¢s face and said softly, "And if I ever hear you talk that racist shit again girl, weââ,¬â,,¢ll pick up where we let offââ,¬Â¦only next time Iââ,¬â,,¢m going to keep jumping up and down until Iââ,¬â,,¢ve mashed you into paste. Got it?"
Angel was fading in and out of consciousness, but some self-preservation instinct must have kicked in, because I could see her nod her head slightly and whisper a faint, "Yyyes, sssââ,¬Â¦sssory." Her eyes were still bulging from their sockets, and her entire body had broken out in a sweat.
Rainbow turned to sashay casually out of the ring when the referee called her back.
"Uh, Rainbow," he said, "The match hasnââ,¬â,,¢t ended yet."
She gave him a puzzled look, and he sheepishly added, "I forgotââ,¬Â¦when youââ,¬Â¦you knowââ,¬Â¦"
She paused, then realized that, along with everyone else in the arena, he had been so astounded at what she did that he forgot to give the three count when she was standing on Angel. The match, by contract, could only end with a pin.
"Geez, Iââ,¬â,,¢m sorry," he said.
"Aw, donââ,¬â,,¢t worry, Harry." She looked back at Angelââ,¬â,,¢s still prone body and laughed, "But I donââ,¬â,,¢t think that Angelââ,¬â,,¢s going to be too happy about that."
Rainbow slowly walked over to where Angel lay, and stood there with her hands on her hips. "Well well," she said looking down with false concern. "Looks like weââ,¬â,,¢re not quite over yet, Angel baby."
Angel had started to come fully back to consciousness, but was still immobilized by the tremendous squashing that she had just undergone. She was still trying to suck in a complete breath, so she couldnââ,¬â,,¢t articulate what her pleading eyes were saying: Dear god, please no. pleaseââ,¬Â¦Iââ,¬â,,¢m sorry Iââ,¬â,,¢m sorry, oh god, Iââ,¬â,,¢m so sorry.
Angel placed her feet on either side of Angelââ,¬â,,¢s body, facing her feet. She looked out at the crowd, putting her chin in her hand, as if pondering some great decision. The crowd, by now recovered form the initial shock of seeing Rainbow pulverize her tiny opponent beneath her feet, got into the act. They began cheering wildly, shouting out different finishing holds from Rainbows vast list of choices. I heard a voice from behind me yell out "super splash her," a tall voluptuous blonde with a Mae West figure screamed out "the vacuum, do the vacuum," and a 400 lb Latina to my left shouted "the butt bomb!!" and then slammed her own ample ass down on her seat for emphasis.
Rainbow, always the ultimate crowd pleaser, let this go on for a few moments before she raised her massive arms over her head. The crowd fell silent, and waited on the edge of their seats. "The vacuum!" she roared, and the crowd went wild. I could see Angel, lying between her feet, stare upwards in horror at what was about to happen. Even I winced a little, but thought that Rainbow was letting her off a little easy. This hold wasnââ,¬â,,¢t one of her absolute pulverizers, it was aimed at humiliating her opponent. She had already broken angel physicallyââ,¬â€now she was going to break her spirit.
As the crowd began chanting her name, Rainbow backed up so that her mountainous ass was over Angelââ,¬â,,¢s face. She moved slowly and determinedly, like an ocean liner backing out of a port. When she was positioned, she squatted down like a catcher, stopping when her ass was less than a foot from angelââ,¬â,,¢s face. Just think of the power in those thighs to allow a six hundred pound body squat perfectly in place. Below her, I could tell that Angelââ,¬â,,¢s brain was sending out frantic signals to the rest of her body to roll over, squirm back, do ANYTHING to move out of the way of the massive woman above her. But her body was still recovering from the jump, and couldnââ,¬â,,¢t process the request.
Rainbow reached behind herself and yanked up her bikini bottom, pulling it deeply between her cheeks like a thong. Then she grabbed her cheeks in her hands and spread them as widely apart as she could. It was like a giant eagle unfolding itââ,¬â,,¢s wings. Below her, Angel could only stare up in horror, like a deer in the headlights of a ten ton truck.
Rainbow hovered for a second, then lowered herself down onto Angelââ,¬â,,¢s face, completely engulfing her head in her enormous ass. The crowd went wild as Angel frantically started kicking her legs and slapping her hands uselessly against Rainbowââ,¬â,,¢s thighs. I had been in that position many times when Angel was perfecting this move in training sessions, and I knew that Angel was now cut off from all sound, oxygen, and light. There was nothing but the hot, squashing power of Rainbowââ,¬â,,¢s ass crushing her head from all directions. Rainbow then finished the move off by raising her tree-sized legs off of the ground and resting them on top of Angelââ,¬â,,¢s body. The fat from her legs spilled over Angelââ,¬â,,¢s body and bulged against the canvas mat, completely sealing her in, which is why Rainbow dubbed this hold "the vacuum." And Angel certainly was vacuum sealedââ,¬Â¦you couldnââ,¬â,,¢t see any of her beneath Rainbow, who folded her arms under her breasts and simply sat there, pressing her foe flat like a pair of pants
The ref hit the canvass and tapped out a quick one, two, three, and the match was over.
When Rainbow got off of Angel, there was a loud, wet, scrunching soundââ,¬â€the kind of sound that you hear when someone in bare thighs gets up off a leather couch on a sweltering summer day. She was literally peeling herself off of her squashed foe. Angel was unconscious, but breathing, her entire body absolutely bathed in sweat.
Rainbow glanced over to the ref and said, "when she wakes up you tell her that she better not forget this little lesson. And tell her that I had her shoved so far up between my cheeks that even if she shampoos three times a day, her headââ,¬â,,¢s gonna smell like my ass for a week."
With that, she turned and walked over to the corner where I was waiting. I handed her a towel, and I must have still had a look of amazement on my face. She patted my cheek softly and said, "Donââ,¬â,,¢t sweat it baby, Iââ,¬â,,¢m not planning on stomping on you like that. I just thought that she needed to learn to treat folks with respect."
"Wow," I said, "After she gets out of the hospital, I bet sheââ,¬â,,¢ll remember that."
"Ha," she laughed, "I bet your right. Now since I didnââ,¬â,,¢t exactly get a good workout here tonight, lets plan on training tomorrow afternoon. I want to work on three new holds that I've come up with: the flab grab, the rolling pin, the goodnight prayer, and my new finishing move that I've named after myself--the gravity's rainbow."
It looked like tomorrow was going to be a long day.
To be continuedââ,¬Â¦