Right now, you were lounging by the pool at the King's Kennel (The complimentary five-star hotel that the federation provides for all wrestlers), enjoying some sushi that was served to you on top of a hunky little wolfboy.
What? Did you expect to dirty your hands with wrestling ALREADY? Absolutely not, no no no no never. You still need to have your massage and your second lunch before you even thought of wrestling. That's what separates you from the common wrestler. You're not some bloodsporting fool, you sample furs, you taste and enjoy them. You can't eat them until you're completely ready, or else you'd completely waste them.
Speaking of wasting, you grab a fistful of sushi off the wolf and scarf it down. You can't let these morsels go to waste, they'll spoil if they're left out for too long. In fact, let's not waste anything.
You grab the wolf with one flabby and and scarf him and the remaining sushi down. Inside your gut you can feel your prey struggling, but he quickly surrenders to your stomach acids and is quickly converted into nutrients. The only reason you didn't savor HIM was because he's common guttertrash. Junk food, as they say. Still delicious in little servings though.
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