My Pick Up Artist System

"You ready?" Valentina glared at Ben as she put her hands up in a grappling pose, her eyes dangerous and merciless, like an amazon preparing to strike a killing blow.

"One sec." Ben reached down with one hand and shifted hit shnutsack.

The fabric had gotten caught…forcing Ben to make a list minute audible to adjust the team's positioning.

Half a minute later…

*Cough* "Ok I'm ready." He nodded at Valentina, his gaze filled with respect for a fellow warrior.

The corner of her eyes couldn't help twitching. 'Why does this bastard always make everything ridiculous?'

Even so, she was ready to punish him physically for each and every perceived slight. So from there, the two squared off, their muscles becoming tense in preparation for the upcoming battle.

They stood in the corner of the room, against a backdrop of blue mats. There was actually a class going on at the moment, but Valentina forced them to cede a space for her and Ben, unwilling to pass up this chance for revenge, and within seconds, her chance had come.

She lunged directly at Ben, her hands reaching out to grab his shoulders. In his eyes though, there wasn't much of a threat. 'Slow…Too slow, and too…jiggly…huh?' As Ben watched Valentina, he felt as if she unfolded her aura, her size suddenly climbing 10x until she dwarfed over him. Like a huge mountain. No, two huge mountains…

Ben's blind spot was the tits.

…

It was the black hole that absorbed all light, and all IQ…

As his vision filled with fleshy goodness, his body felt slower than usual, like he was stuck in quicksand, or a bunk bed covered in used kleenexes.

Ben gasped in fear. 'Genjugsu…'

It was the legendary art of jugs illusionary attacks…

The one he invented in his mind on the spot…

However, though he was trapped in this titty illusion…the fire in Ben's eyes was still alive. He wasn't willing to go down so easily! But how to regain control of his body? Ben thought back to the ancient scrolls and found his answer. 'I don't have a dagger to stab myself with, but…'

His gaze became firm, as he took the middle finger of one hand and curled it inwards to his thumb in an ok gesture, bringing the hand down to waist level, after which he…flicked his own nuts!

*Tap!* It was the most ruthless of taps!

The answer was pain! 'Body! Wake up!'

…

Ben could feel clarity returning to his mind and body, and it was just in the nick of time. Valentina was already preparing the true attack! You see, the titties were only a diversion…

To block his sight as her arms reached for his waist below for a takedown, and she almost succeeded had Ben not tapped into his inner strength, literally.

In any case, he could use his superior physical power now, pulling his lower body back and wrapping his arms around hers, stopping her from using her leverage to throw him to the mat below. Feeling this resistance, Valentina gritted her teeth. She knew it wouldn't do her any good to grapple in the close quarters clinch with the much stronger Ben now. So she did the next best thing.

While they were off balance and she still had a hold of him, she purposely dropped her body to the side and brought him with her! They both fell on their sides, in an even position with no one able to get the advantage. Or so she thought.

One of Ben's palms was wrapped around her lower back and holding her thick asscheek. He'd gotten a small advantage…

Still, it wouldn't be enough to win this Jiu Jiutsu match. Valentina became even more determined to get revenge as she felt Ben's vile hand. She initiated a scramble!

Pushing off Ben, she tried to create distance. However, she could see from Ben's gaze he wasn't willing to let go of this close quarters position, and understood that he was starting to properly strategize. 'He realizes his strength is better in these close quarters and is unwilling to let go.'

From there, Ben's strength started to make a difference. Valentina tried to create space but he stuck close to her like goo.

Soon, she ended up on her back with Ben posted up in front of her with her legs wrapped around his waist. It was the guard position, a 50:50 spot in Jiu-Jitsu where no one had a definite advantage. However, for some reason, when Valentina saw Ben's face she knew she was in trouble. 'He's confident, like he's visualized this spot 1,000 times before.'

She was right. Ben had visualized this scene 1,000 times before, though with them in a slightly different wardrobe. He swallowed as he felt Valentina's thick powerful thighs around him, and for a second, he couldn't help getting distracted as he traced them on the outside with his hands.

In front of an experienced fighter like Valentina, such a mistake was one she would never miss. 'He's distracted!' She knew it was time to attack. Grabbing Ben's gi by the wrist, she pulled him into her, and Ben, still in his fantasy and getting the wrong idea, didn't fight it. So when Valentina's legs slid up his body and wrapped around his neck, Ben's first thought was, 'I knew she wanted it…'

At least, that's what he thought until he started to become lightheaded, because he realized he was now stuck in a very tight and dangerous triangle choke. The blood was cut off to his brain, threatening to force him unconscious with every passing second. Ben was about to lose the match!