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"How are you feeling, boy?" Whitemane asked. A Lucario accoutered in an Egyptian costume looked back at the Solgaleo. "A little nervous, I guess. It's my first real match, after all," the canine Pokemon answered. The retired wrestler and reconverted agent patted the shoulder of his protege, his pride. "It is the first match of Anubis, the new Judge of the sex wrestling world, indeed. But that is not the first time that you stand in this room, isn't it?" the veteran reassured. 'Anubis' checked back his costume. His black speedo was secured between his legs, highlighting the bulge of his crotch; his egyptian headdress was fixed on his head, and quick looks confirmed him that all his dreadlocks were fitted with golden trinkets and that his neckguard made of the same material was present. "I think my bands are coming loose," Anubis thought out loud, checking his waist and his forearms once more. "Kid," his coach said, grabbing his hands. "Kid, you'll be okay. Everything will be okay. Breathe slowly while I give you a last briefing on your match." The Lucario nodded and Whitemane began his summary: "This is your first match as Anubis, and we will introduce your character as a rival to the Grave Digger. He'll enter first, get some heat from the audience, and then you will step in. The bookers decided that you would win that first bout, but in a close call, so as not to damage the Digger's reputation." "And that's the only obligation?" Anubis asked. "Yes," his Solgaleo agent confirmed. "So first of all, have fun, and do not forget the keyfabe." "I wish I could have talked to him first," the Lucario pondered, as he looked at the door that led outside of the locker room and to the backstage. "You must uphold the keyfabe as long as you are outside of the lockers," Solgaleo warned him. "Which means that you must not be seen with each other until the event begins. And after that, you must play your role. The gym and the lockers are the exception to the rule, though." The two wrestlers heard the audience making noise outside. "Here we go. I'll switch the TV on. Go to the backstage once the Digger makes his entrance, and wait for your cue."

"Ladies and gentlemeeen!" the announcer shouted, waking up every spectator. The show was about to begin! "Welcome to XXX city arena for this new WSWF event. The fighters of tonight's main match, the one that you all expect, the Winged Serpent and Mad Dog, are getting ready as we speak, and the Amazon will also grace us of her presence, for a mixed gender fight against Blazer; a hot match in more ways than one, since our favorite Incineroar is involved." "But first, we need to address an intriguing development occurring in our League. Some of you may know that some nasty individuals try to climb their way to the top, including the infamous Grave Digger." A few whistles came out from the crowd, while the announcer continued to narrate the plot of the first match. "Grave Digger won his last two matches, and his minions try to ensure that Grave Digger remains unchallenged... Until now! A new fighter rose against the Digger, and claimed that he would bring judgment upon him for his misdeeds! He challenged the Grave Digger, and now, the two of them will settle their grievance, with you as the jurors." "But first, let us hear what the challenged has to say about this mysterious newcomer. Behold... The Grave Digger!" The lights shut down and an eerie music theme began to pop out from the speakers. Smoke rose from the podium where the wrestlers appeared and a silhouette walked on the podium. As the smoke dispersed, a Feraligatr appeared. His costume consisted into a simple cup, whose waistband circled around his waist, the front slightly hidden by the reptile's muscle gut. His face was painted white to look like a skeleton, and a few more white paint motives on his shoulders and chest made him look like a voodoo witch doctor. A shovel rested on his shoulder, probably to remind the onlookers of the character's gimmick.

The Feraligatr walked confidently towards the ring and slipped under the first rope. When he stood up, after putting his shovel on the ground, he was easily one head taller than the Zygarde ref that was waiting at the center of the ring. The announcer, a well-dressed Arcanine, stepped in the ring as well, holding a pair of wireless microphone. "Hey, bunch of worms. Y'er here to see me claim another thrall again?" the Feraligatr growled through one of the mic, which he snatched from the dog's paw. The crowd booed in return. The Grave Digger circled the ring arrogantly. "Y'er noisy for worms. I don't see anyone come at me, though!" "Although someone did challenge you, Digger," the announcer interjected. "Aw shaddap ya dawn mutt," the heel snapped back. "'Am gonna roll on him like I rolled on ya worms' pets, last week." The crowd was positively angry by now. "And where is he, that famous challenger, that... What's his name..." "My name is Anubis, Judge of the Dead, and now Judge of the Ring. And tonight, I am here to judge YOU!" a powerful voice shouted from an indeterminate place.

While everyone on the ring was playing at trying to guess from where the mysterious voice came from, the lights shut down once more. There was someone standing on the entrance podium. A big, proud figure, standing uptight with his arms crossed on his chest like a mummy, holding a pair of scepters. An epic, egyptian style music began to play and the lights went back, uncovering the Lucario to the audience. He took the way of the ring, under the polite applause of the crowd, albeit he could hear some cheers thrown at him. "Get him, Anubis!" "Yeah, show that big gator who's boss!" "Come on!" Anubis failed to retain a smile of excitement, which he promptly turned into a confident grin as climbed the metal stairs and jumped over the third rope. "So y'er the one who wants to stop me?" the Feraligatr smirked at the newcomer. "You defiled the dead one time to many, Digger," the Lucario replied valiantly. "And I will ensure not only that you claim no more victim, but also that the Infernape and the Ursaring under your spell are freed and given a new chance to prove their valor on the ring." "Y'er welcome ta try, 'judge'. I'll bury ya and rise ya as my toy before the night is over." The tension was rising, and the crowd was excited, even the part that was here for the sex rather than the plot. "I guess that, no matter what, this matter will be settled here and now, on the ring. Ref, they're in your hands," the announcer said, before stepping out. The Grave Digger lobbed his mic to the Arcanine, and, after preparing themselves with lubricant, the two opponents took a few steps forward. At the same moment, the bell rang...

The Grave Digger was a grabber: he had a good repertoire of powerful throws, and his weight made his slams devastating, but he was otherwise slow and his punches were basic. His opponent practiced a quicker style, made of hit and run aimed at finding a weakness in the opponent's guard, before landing a powerful attack. The very first exchange showed off each wrestler's. The Grave Digger, a grabber with a good repertoire of powerful throws and slams, but not much else, advanced immediately towards Anubis, arms stretched; the Lucario, who favored disorienting hit-and-run tactics, followed by a devastating strike in any revealed weak point, ran forward and slipped between the reptile's legs, taking the opportunity to grope the heel's cup, and the generous orbs hidden inside. The Feraligatr emitted a surprise squeak, which earned a hearty laugh from the audience. He turned back, but Anubis was already on guard and at a safe distance, a smile on his face. "Ya little... Y'er no Jackal. Y'er a dirty little Fox!" the Grave Digger shouted theatrically. "You are the last person in this room who has the right to call me 'dirty'," Anubis replied. The blue alligator growled and threw a right punch towards Anubis, who evaded the attack. The Grave Digger tried to pressure his opponent by sticking him in the corner, but the egyptian god managed to strafe to the side. It was now the Grave Digger who was back against the corner, but the big reptile was much more sturdy than the canine. He put his arms in front of him and blocked Anubis' flurry of punches and when the latter tried a sidekick, Grave Digger managed to grab and stop the limb. Anubis' worried expression was genuine, and he had to react quickly when the Feraligatr used his advantage to unbalance his opponent, and slam him on the ground. "Ack!" Anubis huffed. The alligator stood up, admiring his work, and began to climb upon the corner pole, while Anubis was trying to 'recover' on the ground. As he stepped on the third rope, the Grave Digger faced the ground and opened his arms, taunting the crowd below. Then, he launched his heavy body towards the Lucario's last known position. Slam! The big Feraligatr crashed on the floor, where nothing awaited him. Anubis had rolled away a few seconds before the impact.

It was the Grave Digger's turn to be dizzy, and Anubis decided to start 'getting to business', as one said in the sport. Before the Feraligatr could react, he delved between the reptile's thick legs. Spreading them apart, the Lucario began to lick and suck at the other male's genitals, through the fabric of his cup. The Grave Digger jerked in surprise but Anubis did not relent, only making a pause to show to the rest of the crowd that the Feraligatr's erect dick was straining the band of his cup to its limits. "It seems that there is at least one part of your body that is honest," the Lucario teased. "Let us check if there is another one." With these words, he prodded his tongue against the reptile's unprotected butthole. To his surprise, the reaction was even stronger. The Digger jerked violently, making his fat cock escape from its spandex trap. He instantly sat back, but the Lucario was already wrapping his lips around his cock. "Nnn... Nnff..." he puffed as he touched the Lucario's head, to break the sexual hold. "Break!" the ref announced, and Anubis reluctantly let go of the reptile's cock and stepped back. The Grave Digger stood back up, grumbling, with his mighty maleness prodding forward. "You will not escape justice," the Lucario threw at him. "Ya'll not escape my cock once 'm done with ya," the reptile growled in response.

The Feraligatr tried instantly another telegraphed charge, which Anubis evaded, letting the reptile crashed on the opposite corner. The Lucario was puzzled, and was making his own charge, when the Grave Digger turned back, something in his hand. The flat end of a shovel was propelled towards Anubis' hand. As the wrestler fell to the ground as dramatically and noisily as possible, he could not help but be impressed on his senior's sense of improvisation. The Lucario could hear the crowd around him boo the Feraligatr for his cheap trick, while he was himself writhing on the ground. In the meantime, the Grave Digger threw away his now useless tool triumphantly and grabbed one of Anubis' legs, pulling it in the air. Big hands ripped the easily destructible speedo, unveiling the Lucario's ass, but also his already half-hard member. "First, 'cause a good trick deserves another," his opponent announced. He sat on the ground and pulled the Lucario's butt to the level of his mouth; at the same time, his legs pressed on the canine's upper back, pinning him on the ground. The tongue of the Feraligatr did wonders on Anubis' dark ring, and one of the reptile hands was giving additional help to the jackal Pokemon, by beating off his knotted penis to full hardness. "Hh... Huh..." Anubis gasped as he was unable to do anything. "That's it, my little egyptian slut. Give in to the good doctor," the Grave Digger demanded. "N-Never!" the face wrestler defiantly answered, but another good lick was quick to bring another moan to the Lucario's lips. "Now now, who was telling me earlier that some parts of the body were more honest. But I guess that you earned one free ride from the Grave Digger." On these words, the Feraligatr went back on his feet, and held Anubis' two legs like a wheelbarow. His fat prick, still hard from the earlier stimulations, was resting between the Lucario's buttcheeks. "Hmm, such a nice little ass. How tight must you be, down there," the Grave Digger questioned as he hotdogged his rod against the small of the Lucario's back. Once he had enough, he reared his big tool and slipped it down, ready to claim Anubis' ass. "Enjoy the ride, puppy!" he laughed. But as we was about to push forward... "Break!" the ref suddenly said. "Wha?..." the Feraligatr reacted, puzzled, until he looked down and saw that Anubis managed to reach for the ropes and hold the first rope with his arm. "Rope break! Please pull back. You already have a warning because of your use of your illegal weapon, do not make me disqualify you," the Zygarde insisted. The Grave Digger grumbled, but eventually relented. The crowd applauded Anubis' last second break.

"Ya got lucky, Anubis! But it doesn't matter. 'Am gonna finish ya properly!" the Feraligatr roared, as he and the Lucario went for a third exchange of blows. This time, both wrestlers were erect, and pressed to finish the other as soon as possible. It was time for Anubis to use his finisher. The Lucario turned around his opponent like a bee, while the reptile tried to grab him ineffectually until an opening showed itself. Anubis slipped behind the Feraligatr, and put him into a half-nelson hold, with the difference that his arms were crossed, like an egyptian mummy. The crowd held his breath. "Ggg... Let me go!" the Feraligatr protested. "Time to finish this!" Anubis warned him. Using all his strength (and a little help from the Felligatr), the Lucario threw the reptile in the air, before breaking the half-nelson and side-slamming him violently on the ring floor. "To the Underworld..." Slam! "With you!" Everyone around the two fighters roared in excitation. Anubis sat on the knocked down Feraligatr and, after pulling the big legs as far as they could, lined up his inflated member against the soft blue ass. "When I put you on trial, a few minutes ago, you revealed your true colors to me..." Anubis clamored. "And thus, here is my judgment!" on these words, the Lucario plunged his maleness into the Feraligatr's rump, who swallowed it to the knot with eagerness. He pumped, the bigger reptile growling, then quickly moaning, louder and louder. Eventually, Anubis gave more powerful thrusts until his knot popped through the Grave Digger's sphincter. The reptile gave out a long howl of ecstasy, and Anubis felt him squeeze tight around his buried bone. Cum flew away in the air from the reptile's member. Once the bell signaled the end of the match, the Lucario helped to bring out the flow that dropped in long filaments on the scaled torso, with the final short thrusts that he needed to spill his own seed inside his opponent. Panting, Anubis pulled out carefully from Grave Digger. All he wanted was to roll on the side and take a nap, but he had to stand up to let the ref rise his arm in the air and declare him the winner of the fight. In the meantime, the Feraligatr made his exit quietly.

"That was very good for a first fight, my dear Anubis," Whitemane congratulated the Lucario, as he returned backstage. The canine took a quick look around and saw a camera rolling from the corner of his eyes. He tried to remember the few lines that he had to say for his storyline; it was a little difficult after ten minutes of sex wrestling, but they were short and simple, and came back right away. "Thank you very much, sir," Anubis told his line, hoping that he did not sound too wooden. "You were a beacon of justice on this league." "But now, my era is over," the Solgaleo replied, "and with the rise of dirty fighters such as the Grave Digger, a new generation must arise." "I am not yet worthy of such praise," the Lucario replied 'humbly'. "Not yet," Whitemane nodded. "But you certainly have a potential. I came to see my former pupil's fight, later tonight, but for now you have my attention. And I have a 'proposition' for you. Would you care to follow me to the lockers?"

"Well, that was not so difficult, was it?" Whitemane said, once the locker room door closed. Anubis could hear a shower in the back. It was probably his opponent. The next pair of fighters was completing their preparations and waved at the two new arrivals, before focusing on their own match. "I feel a little sorry for him. I know it's a sport and that the fights are booked, but he looked kind of downtrodden when he left," the Lucario remarked about the Feraligatr. "Then it means that he is a good actor," his Solgaleo mentor joked, before pushing his pupil towards the shower. "Why don't you get some relaxation under the shower and 'talk things out', like I use to say." Anubis hesitantly turned the corner and saw the Feraligatr washing the sweat and the cum off his body. Without a word, the Lucario took a shower a few meters away, and began to clean his own fur. Suddenly, he heard the heavy steps come closer to him. He turned around, to see the aligator Pokemon staring at him. He stepped even closer. "You..." the Digger began. "Listen..." Anubis started, but before he could finish, the Feraligatr took him in his arms and hugged him tight. "Were awesome!" the reptile shouted. "R-Really?" the Lucario asked after he managed to get some breathing room. "I was wary at first, since you were a newcomer," the Digger admitted, "and I did not want to start becoming a jobber, but this really was great work, back there. There is some room for improvement, of course, but you really got what it takes." "Well, thanks," Anubis answered, warmed by the compliment. "I was really surprised though. I did not know that you preferred catching, rather than pitching." "Nobody bothered to ask," the Feraligatr noted with a wink. "Then again, if you had not decide to make that rope break, I am sure that you would have liked it the same." "Maybe..." the Lucario pondered under the warm shower, as the rivulets of water fell slowly through his fur. "You know, Whitemane was a rather 'hard' trainer." The Grave Digger chuckled at the cheap joke. He leaned forward, and whispered: "There's still time for a ride, if you want." Anubis' cheeks turned pink, and the two 'rivals' went for a long, passionate kiss. "Time for round 2," he simply said .