Author's Note: So it was pointed out that my Kaito Marx origin chapter shouldn't have ended there, so I decided to add in a part 2. And that's where this chapter came from. Any and all comments are welcome.
It was a pretty productive morning. Many of the Xtrema wresters attended the home gym. Sayuri Rogue stepped out of her office taking in the view of all the hard-workers. With her assistant, Ryuji Hashimoto, by her side, she cleared her throat and clapped her hands to get everyone's attention. All the ladies stopped what they were doing and gathered around their boss.
"All right, ladies. Great work last night. Scarlette, Kyoko, you put up a good match. Diaz, I appreciate how hard you worked in your debut match, but maybe you could tone it down a bit. Queen Bee, you did phenomenal in your match against that League of Evil girl. Sorry you lost though."
"It wasn't fair." Queen Bee grumbled. "She got me with a low blow. It doesn't count."
"In any case, we're about ready to announce our next match-card. But first, Ms. Hashimoto…"
The assistant cleared his throat before looking at his clipboard. "We are pleased to announce that we have a brand new member of our roster joining us. We hope this will further the diversity of our league."
"What could be more diverse than what we have here?" Scarlette asked. "Clementine's a cowgirl. N-Bomb has five hundred pounds of fat and is proud of it. Kyoko's a kabuki chick with thick arms and legs."
"I think we get the point." Sayuri said. "Nevertheless, I have a feeling our latest superstar will make things interesting. Allow me to introduce… Kaito Marx."
Sayuri stood aside letting Kaito Marx reveal himself in his casual clothes. All the girls there stared blankly while he chuckled nervously.
"So where's the wrestler?" Freya asked. "Is this guy supposed to be her manager or what?"
"Whoever said our new recruit was a woman?" Sayuri asked.
All the women had their expressions change. What used to be blank and confused became surprised and chaotic.
"Hold on! This guy's our new wrestler?" Cleopatra asked.
"But he's a man!" Calypso said.
"Yes, I'm not blind." Sayuri said. "Look, I see a lot of potential in this guy and I think he'll be a better fit here than anyone would imagine."
"But this is a women's wrestling organization." Amazon Aqua said. "Aren't we breaking the curve by bringing a guy into our roster?"
"Hold on a second." Willow Powell said. "You said his name is Kaito Marx. Isn't zat ze twerp wiz ze unbelievable losing streak?"
"Unbelievable losing streak?" Queen Bee asked with sudden interest.
"Oui." Willow said. "His first loss was a total squash match against Vektor ze Annihilator. After zat, it was one loss after another, even against what was supposed to be easy wins for him."
Kaito lowered his head looking back at all the matches he lost, both in public and off the air.
"Yes, it is unorthodox to bring in a male wrestler with a poor record into our league," Sayuri said, "But I see some potential within him that can only be unlocked here at Xtrema. All he needs to get going is a debut opponent. Would any of you ladies like to welcome him into the league?"
For a long minute, most of the women fell silent. Black Swan gave a silent cough. Surprisingly, one woman stepped up ahead of the crowd.
"The Skunk." Sayuri said. "I take it you wish you be his debut opponent?"
"Why not?" the Skunk asked. "Could be funny. I've been stinkfacing these bimbos a lot. Might as well do it to this loser too."
"Hey." Kaito said in offense.
"Well, that'll do." Sayuri said. "I'll get the match card ready. That'll be all for now. Carry on."
While the rest of the Xtrema roster left to either continue working out or gossip about the new guy, Kaito approached Sayuri's assistant.
"Um, Mr. Hashimoto, I was wondering something. When that Skunk lady said 'stinkfacing', what does that mean?"
"It's basically why she's called the Skunk." Ryuji said. "She uses a variety of hip and butt-based attacks to humiliate her opponents. She put down her fair share of opponents with her finishing stinkface move."
"Stinkface?" Kaito asked nervously. "You mean where she covers your face hard with her butt?"
"Yep. If I were you in that match, I wouldn't let her corner me."
After Ryuji's warning, Kaito didn't get much sleep throughout the week. He spent each evening looking over the Skunk's past matches and studying them. And the more he studied, the more nervous he got. Still, he kept studying and working out in his home.
The night came and ticket sales were booming. Word got out quickly that a man would be competing in Xtrema for the first time and everyone was looking forward to seeing how it would work.
In the crowd, a certain green-haired woman with a camera was approached by a civilian. She tapped her on her shoulder to get her attention.
"Hey. Aren't you Kanae Fujishita from Berserk?" the fan asked.
"Well, yes, I am."
"Wow. I'm such a fan. Wait, didn't you get your back broken or something."
Kanae rubbed the back of her head. "Yeah. That was a nightmare. I'm pretty much in physical therapy right now, so I'm taking a safer job to pay the bills until I get better. Now, I'm a magazine reporter, and this 'first male wrestler in Xtrema' story is going to be my first."
As if on cue, Kaito Marx made his entrance. He was nervous, especially considering who his opponent was. Still, he did his best not to show his fear as he made his way to the ring. After that, the Skunk made a much more showy entrance. She shook her butt and swayed her hips proudly. She sashayed to the ring and taunted Kaito by shaking her butt in his direction.
"This is a historic match in Xtrema, ladies and gentlemen! For the first time, this rising force of wrestling is featuring its very first man on the roster: Kaito Marx! Labeled as the Wrestling Underdog, Mr. Marx thought he would try his luck here! He's going to need all the luck he could get to even stand a chance against the Skunk!"
DING-DING
Kaito rushed forward ready to punch at the Skunk. However, before he could do anything, his opponent surprised him by rushing back at him, swinging her hip to his chest, and knocking him down. He actually felt pain from that as he showed as he stood to his feet.
The Skunk laughed. "Seriously? One butt tap and you're already exhausted? Come on. At least be a challenge for me. Here. I'll even give you a free shot." She held out her arms waiting for Kaito.
The male wrestler took the chance and went behind the Skunk. He then locked a full nelson on her and tightened it on her.
"How's that? Maybe now, you'll think twice before… OOF!"
Kaito was cut off when the Skunk shot her butt right at his chest. He let go and clutched his stomach. The Skunk grabbed him by his outfit and pulled him closer to her.
"You know, it's so easy to crush you with my ass. I could fall on you to break your little ribs, sit on your face, and make you kiss it, and judging how pathetic you are, it would be too easy. And I really, really want to have fun with you. Welcome to Xtrema, bitch."
The Skunk lifted Kaito up before sending him back down with an atomic drop. Kaito yelled out holding onto his crotch while the ref berated the Skunk for that low blow. Still, that didn't stop her from knocking Kaito down with a double ax handle before putting him in a Boston grab. Kaito screamed out in pain as the Skunk pulled his legs and pressed her butt onto his back.
Kaito struggled and attempted to reach the ropes, but the Skunk's large butt was to heavy for him to move. He continued to try and break out, but his efforts were in vein. He hated to admit it, but the Skunk's ass was stronger than his whole body, so he decided to accept the truth.
"I… I give…"
Before he could finish however, the Skunk released his legs and kicked him in the face. "No! You don't get to submit! We're ending this my way!"
The Skunk forced Kaito up to his feet and wildly struck him in the face with punches until they went to the ropes. She threw him in an Irish whip, and when he returned, she swung her butt right at his face knocking him down as hard as a clothesline. Kaito was groaning on the ground, so the Skunk climbed up the top turnbuckle. She swayed her hips for the crowd to cheer before jumping off. She landed squarely with her butt landing on Kaito's stomach making him cough out a large bit of saliva and roll his eyes back.
It was time for the finishing touch. The Skunk grabbed Kaito's hand and dragged him to a sitting position in the corner. She turned to the crowd before bending over and swishing her butt a bit. She walked backward pressing her ass right on his face. Kaito screamed in the Skunk's behind giving her such pleasure. She shook her rump left and right to add further humiliation. After a warning from the ref, the Skunk rleased Kaito. She pulled him to the center of the ring and sat on his pectoral region.
1… 2… 3!
DING-DING!
"Ooh! That doesn't look good for our male wrestler! He was utterly dominated and humiliated by the Skunk! A loss like this might just push the women's revolution forward by a few years!"
The Skunk got off of Kaito and relished in the praise of the crowd. She then turned to the defeated Kaito and knelt over him. She gripped him by the head and yanked him up.
"Nice try, butt-face. Call me next time you want a rematch. I'd love to trash you before sitting on you again."
After the match, Kaito laid in the infirmary groaning from the sore spots over his body. He looked up and saw Sayuri Rogue approach him.
"Well, the doctor say that you'll be back in fighting shape tomorrow morning. So that's improvement."
"Improvement?" Kaito asked. "Ma'am, I got bodied and broken by a woman who mainly used her ass. I was humiliated in front of millions again. How is that improvement?"
Sayuri smiled. "You're not in the hospital, are you?" She noted the surprise in Kaito's eyes. "Yes, in every other league, you always had something broken or fractured or anything else that could risk you falling into a coma. But here, everything is different. Though you may have still lost, all you needed was a patch-up at the infirmary. I'd say that's a good start, don't you think?"
Kaito thought for a moment and chuckled softly. "Yeah. I guess you're right."
"Keep up the good work, Mr. Marx, and maybe, one day, you can wrestle back in the men's league again. As long as I don't put you against heavy hitters who want to hurt you no matter what like N-Bomb or that new girl, Diaz, you'll be fine. And who knows? Maybe you'll find some in-ring romance too."
Kaito gave a little chuckle. "Yeah, sure. Which of these superstars would want to date a jobber like me?"
"You'd be surprised." Sayuri said. "I'm not into men, and even I can see some kind of appeal to you." She stood up from her chair. "Well, I better not stay here too long or everyone will think I've got a favorite. Just stay in bed for a couple more hours, and you'll be driving home in no time. Good luck, Mr. Marx." She walked out of the infirmary leaving Kaito to contemplate.
"She's right. This is the first time I've lost a match where I haven't had to eat meals through a straw. Take that, Griffin Knights. I guess this won't be so bad after all. Sure, I'm likely to lose more fights and I'm probably gonna want to quit sometimes, but if it's for my future as a pro wrestler, I'm going to go through with it all the way. Never say die."
