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Jobber is one of the Talent levels which a wrestler can have in The Muscle Hustle , the others being Pro , Superstar , and Legend .
In professional wrestling slang, wrestlers who routinely (or exclusively) lose matches are known as jobbers .
Jobbers are the weakest wrestlers. The begin at 1-star and cap out at 3-star. They can only learn 3 Abilities and have the lowest maximum stats.
Jobbers start at 1-star with a Neutral alignment, requiring 20 levels to be further promoted to 2-star. Upon promotion, they retain their Neutral alignment and require 30 levels to finally reach their max tier at 3-star, after which they are allowed to choose a Face or Heel alignment, which affects their final ability. In order to reach their full potential, 40 additional levels must be gained.
The following wrestlers have the Jobber Talent level:
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Steve Ripley Would love a pin with someone sitting on top of my face
Jonathan Jostar Since i was kid watching pro wrestling on TV. Dreamed to be like that muscular jobbers
Ian Richards As a jobber thats so true . My cocks so hard when i losing x
Jonathan Jostar Why muscular jobber on YouTube always get deleted? Anyone know?
Meilo Saint thanks to post,like it
Steve Ripley Can I have this done to me
Steve Ripley I love both bodyscissor and headscissor holds done to me. With amazing strong legs muscles rapid around me at all times . Squeezing and crushing me
Kevin Reeves Hot, what site is it from?
This blog will be a collection of matches featuring heel/jobber squashjobs. Some fictional that I myself write as well as some submitted by self named jobbers and heels who I have had the pleasure of meeting. Most of these will contain some degree of erotic content and cater to the types of matches…
This blog will be a collection of matches featuring heel/jobber…
Steve Ripley Me being the slave putting me into all different types of headscissor holds and other wrestling holds
Bill Finn oh yea and then there is that
Steve Ripley How about sitting on top of me everywhere and laying your body down on top of me keeping me pinned down
You know you're a jobber when you get smothered out cold twice in a facesit pin.
A jobber getting pulled to his feet by the dominant heel, dragged up the better man's sweaty body. Doubling as his sweat rag on your way to your feet for more punishment, unable to explain the raging boner in your transparent sweat soaked white speedo. He of course notices adding to your embarrassment as he grips your tented bulge forcing a moan of pleasure out of you getting a healthy throb out of your inferior jobber cock. Threatening to top your humiliation with a smear of loser's cum in your gear. And for the first timr since the bell rang, you wish he would just put you out of your misery instead of displaying your arousal to the crowd, ruining any chance of denying that you have loved every second of this pubilc emasculation.
A lot of people say they don't like one sided squash matches, however I think there is an assumption about these types of total humiliating one sided beatings that isn't always true. The one sided squash is often assumed to consist of a jobber with the fighting spirit of a crash test dummy getting dragged around like a ragdoll and finally pinned or KO to end the boring match that's as exciting as a 101 wrestling tutorial.
I do enjoy squash matches however, I like the ones … where a jobber is destroyed not because he just doesn't fight back, but because he can't offer any effectivr offence. Punches are laughed off or swatted away, submission hold attempts are broken, power moves reversed, and the jobber's panic is obvious that nothing he can do is going to change the outcome of this match. He's going to lose, and the dread and futility sets in that he's just a ball of yarn to the heel's "amused cat". Slapped, kicked, and flattened at every attempt to fight back to end up drained, exhausted, crushed and owned (and aroused if we really want to get a hot match lol). Nothing hotter than a jobber finally forced into humiliating submission to the better man, jobber cock rock hard under the boot of the superior male finally accepting his place, and loving it. Unfortunately you don't get to see that blatant erotic depiction of alpha male domination in the wrestling ring, but it makes for fantastic fantasy all the same.
That feeling when your tag team partner puts you out cold with your own finisher to announce the end of your partnership.
It was all too much at once. The embarrassing beating I was taking, the skimpy regulation gear constantly wedging up my ass, my dick responding to the constant physical contact now being squashed under me in this hellish submission combination. As if the full nelson clutch wasn't enough straining my neck and back, he shifts his grip on my head Slamming my face into the mat. Twice before I began gasping out my submission, only to be faceplanted right back down. Getting pu … lled back up in the clutch was torture and my ears were starting to ring as he kept bashing my head into the mat. My submission had dissolved into "please stop" when I could suck in enough air to speak between my head slamming the canvas and my 2nd head grinding against it. My arms go limp when I finally fade into black, my head hangs loosely, my jaw slack. He releases the full nelson, pulling me further back in the camel clutch amd sending a pained spasm through my back. He slaps my face twice, hard, with no response. He kisses me, my lips twitch in muscle memory, but nothing further. Finally dropped from the clutch I moan delirious before my eyes roll back again.
Squashed mercilessly after a strip match that I was sure I was more than prepared to win. Decked in layers to stave off defeat ensuring that my longtime "rival"(see: tormentor) couldn't possibly strip me nude first. Sticking to my palette of blue and white: white thong, jock with white straps and blue pouch, white pouch bikini trunks, blue speedo with a white star on the ass (pun intended) and long liquid metallic blue tights moulded to my thighs. My legs flexed under the …
You came to the ring with a grand measure of showboating and bravado, your ring gear bright and flashy, used more for show than any practicality. Colorful armbands and skimpy trunks are like a red flag to the bull you're about to face, strutting with the cocky swag of an accomplished champion. To say your ring entrance is provocative would be an understatement. Playing to the crowd and your opponent. Some would say it's even subconscious, teasing your audience this way. …
a jobber worth his wrenched trunks is fully aware of the power of appearances and packaging. Meticulously paying attention to his physique and grooming to put forth the best possible visage to his fans. Is it vanity? Maybe. Is it necessity? Definitely. A jobber doesn't often get much spotlight time at his disposal, and what he does get, he's usually spending nursing any number of bruised body parts, shaking himself out of a forced nap, or being dragged around by whatever … on their person provides the most convenient leash.
Under the furry, hard looking exterior and hefty bulge is a horny pain sponge aching in lust for all the punishment the next heel offers.
Muscle bitch out cold after the shortest match in his embarrassing career
He was always working out and bragging about his muscle mass. The dumb muscle jobber didn't count on the one muscle that made the rest useless. After getting his opponent in a bearhug and guaranteeing himself the win, a mere three strikes from his much lighter opponent had this muscle bitch down and out cold. His once proud shiny trunks now crammed between his bubble ass, his balls on fire and his cock quickly hardening as his conqueror left him crushed in the middle of the ring. As the mashed muscleman faded into blackness his last thought was that on top of the humiliation of being so quickly destroyed, he also had to face the fact that he liked it.
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