From: chironest@yahoo.com Scott Steiner vs Matt Duvall, by jmark05 It was now weeks later and the match between Steiner and his next opponent had arrived. Matt Duvall, the opponent, had been waiting for this since the day he sat in the arena and watched Steiner take Palumbo apart, muscle by muscle. There were no doubts in his mind of his prowess as a bodybuilder and a wrestler. Few could match him on the pro bodybuilding stage. And Palumbo's defeat didn't faze him.....he knew he could have beaten Palumbo himself. A taste of the Duvall bicep power and Palumbo would have gone down, he thought. And so will Scott Steiner. Steiner made his way to the ring with little ado, as was his usual custom. Standing in the ring, shaking himself out, he glared at the entry way for his opponent. Duvall appeared. And a stunning sight he was. He appeared to be in the best shape he could ever be in, and bigger than most fans remembered. Almost as wide as he was tall, the first thing that dropped jaws was the size of his upper arms. He had an overall enormous build, but his arms stuck out in particular, the triceps and biceps bulging out without even flexing them. Duvall stepped into the ring and the ref motioned for the bell. No need for fancy introductions or any to do, the fans wanted this and so it was time for action. Steiner raised both his arms in a double bicep and like clockwork, the fans roared their approval as the two guns peaked into their physical majesty. Duvall didn't flinch. He slowly raised his right arm and flexed his massive bicep. A hush came over the crowd as the thickness of his bicep and the mass of the tricep combined to make an unbelievable sight. Duvall smirked at Steiner. Steiner kept flexing as well. Duvall, flexing only one arm, bent his forearm up and down, accentuating his muscle and turning his wrist to add to the definition and expanding a massive forearm. The fans were going crazy as the two musclemen flexed off in front of them. They could wait for the match; this was too good to rush! > > Steiner continued flexing and the ref appeared in the ring, a tape measure trailing behind him. The fans loved it. "Looks like we're going to have a measure-off before the match begins! Duvall better be sure of himself....those are tested 26" guns on Steiner!" and the official mused on the sizes of the two mens' arms. The ref placed the tape measure around Duvall's right bicep. It exploded to 24 inches. Amazing! He then measured Steiner's left bicep. Steiner turned his wrist in and his forearm bulged into a mass of veins. He brought his wrist out straight and then flexed it up. His bicep rose slowly, the tape measure still around it. 24 huge inches! Steiner glanced at Duvall who didn't appear happy that Steiner's arms were as big as his own. Then his expression changed. The the tape measure kept going. 24.25.....24.75....25! Duvall's jaw dropped. The tape measure wasn't stopping. 25.25....25.75....26! And Steiner smiled as he surveyed the massive peak, right where he knew it would be. The cheering drowned out the announcer who was attempting to call the measurements and Duvall was stunned.....and pissed! The announcer called into the microphone, "And your winner, Scott Steiner with 26 inches!!!! The crowd went wild! The announcer again, "we know who's bigger now, how's about we find out who's stronger in the arm arena?". The crowd roared their approval, and the ref had an armwrestling table brought into the ring. No sooner had it been set up then the two muscle gods crashed their mighty guns together. Steiner pressed ahead 3 inches, and DuVall pushed him back to center. Duvall tried an offensive thrust but Steiner didn't budge! Then Steiner got a big smile on his face looking up at DuVall, whose face was tense with the massive force he was pumping through his "superman biceps". "hey Matt, try counting to three with me man". DuVall looked confused at Steiner. "What the hell are you taking about asshole….get ready to have those puny arms of yours slammed to the canvas!". Steiner laughed. "I'd rather just count musclehead…". No sooner had Steiner said that then he began to count aloud, "1", he pressed Matt's gigantic arm 4 inches over, "2", Matt went down 4 more inches, apparently unable to block the Steiner guns, "3". And with that a loud thud was heard reverberating in the stadium and Matt `s massive peaks were down for the count!!! " Your winner…..Scott Steiner!!!!" The ref lifted Steiner's arm in Victory for the crowds approval. Then they started trading blows. And not just any blows. These were mountain crushing roundhouse rights that came fast and furious, each opponent alternately delivering one to the other. First Steiner. Then Duvall. Steiner again.Duvall again. A huge one from Steiner rocked Duvall. But Duvall was a powerhouse and a huge one rocked Steiner. Steiner met him with another.Rocked! Duvall drew back to let him know he was the strongest. Steiner reached out and blocked it! The audience screamed Then he delivered another of his own, rocking Duvall again. Duvall wasn't a lightweight and Steiner misread him as Duvall landed another, rocking Steiner. Steiner readied another and Duvall followed through with a second before Steiner could deliver. Steiner's face changed. In the blink of an eye his own blow then rocked Duvall. Duvall drew back and Steiner blocked it. The fans went crazy again and Steiner was charged from the electricity. He landed one of his own. Duvall flailed back from that one. Duvall drew back again and Steiner blocked another. Now Steiner's name was being shouted from the entire arena.He landed two quick ones, one to the right and followed up by a left,that was additionally powered by Duvall's face flying to the left to meet it. Duvall's arms fell to his sides. Two more! And Duvall's upper body swayed backwards. Another! Another! Each one rocked Duvall backwards and sent his arms flying. Steiner changed his position and drilled six shots into Duvall's jaw, rapid-fire, machine gun style. Duvall staggered and Steiner brushed both palms across his face, sweeping the perspiration from his eyes.Pounding on the canvas with his foot, he charge at Duvall and let him have his whole arsenal across his jaw, chest, shoulders, midsection, back up to the chest and ending on the jaw again. Complete chaos erupted in the stands as Duvall bounced up and down, back and forth as each massive blow hit. > "Ohhhh!" groaned the announcer as he vicariously absorbed the punishment that Duvall was receiving. Steiner stopped. > > Steiner flexed into a double bicep pose as Duvall crashed to the mat in front of him like a tree falling. You couldn't hear anything in that arena except a sonic boom roar from the crowd and Steiner's name being called out from every corner. The announcer tried to shout a commentary over the pandemonium but, failing to be amplified over the thunderous ovation, gave up. Fans were even posing in a mock- Steiner pose in the stands as well as giving Steiner the applause of his life. Duvall, meanwhile, breathed in the grit of the canvas as his face was ground into the mat from his massive frame crashing down. > > A side bicep pose from Steiner followed and the ref ran around the ring pushing photographers away who had climbed up on the ring apron. Steiner had had enough posing. Reaching down, a handful of Duvall's hair raised his dazed torso off the mat. Steiner looked down at him. Duvall returned his gaze with an open mouth and glassy eyes. Releasing his hair, Duvall's upper body crashed into the mat again, his face eating dust again. > > "I think Duvall has had it, ladies and gentleman. Steiner has, so far, out- muscled and out-gunned Duvall !!!!"shouted the announcer, relieved at being heard again over the din. "I've never seen Duvall look like that! Steiner is much too much for him!" The Fans were in agreement as they shouted in approval. Steiner agreed as well, and he glared at the cheering crowd. They only cheered more loudly. Steiner never smiled. They knew that his glances into the audience were in appreciation. > > Steiner assisted the groggy Duvall to his feet and sent him to the ropes.Planting his feet squarely in the center of the ring, he waited. Duvall rebounded and headed directly at Steiner. Steiner raised his thick 26" gun,flexed quickly, then charged the oncoming Duvall. The massive Steiner arm clotheslined Duvall and he flipped 360 degrees! Steiner nodded his head. He seemed to be saying "I've had enough!" Picking Duvall up, he slung the huge man over his shoulder and dove into the mat with a massive powerbomb!The ring shook from the impact and the ref bounced off the canvas,steadying himself on the ropes. Steiner just got up, keeping Duvall firmly in his grasp. > > From there it was another powerbomb! Then a third! Duvall never left Steiner's grasp. After the third powerbomb, Steiner still had Duvall firmly in place, but Duvall's thick arms were hanging loosely in front of him, hands brushing the mat. He slid Duvall's head down between his knees and the audience went crazy. Steiner drove Duvall to the canvas in a piledriver,then he released him, and Duvall's muscles turned to latex as he fell to the canvas. > > "What a piledriver! No one delivers them like Steiner!" ranted the announcer as Steiner helped Duvall up yet again. Steiner stood the dazed Duvall center ring, holding him up with one massive arm. He flexed his famous bicep and glared at it. It peaked like the Matterhorn. There was no way to be heard in the arena anymore. He then took Duvall's wrist with his other arm and flexed Duvall's gigantic but powerless bicep in a mock comparison next to his own. Steiner's arm was enormous, wrippling with thick viens and a split peak that dwarfed Ronnie Coleman's!!! While, Duvall's paled in comparison. Then, without any warning, Steiner whipped his flexed arm around, bringing it out straight, catching Duvall across his broad chest. A resounding crack and Duvall slammed backwardsinto the mat, the force bringing his legs up and rolling him over backwards,tangling him in the ropes. Steiner flexed that bicep again. Then he kissed it. A roar of approval! > He untangled Duvall and brought him center ring again. "You ready to go out, Duvall? Like Palumbo?" asked Steiner, not joking. "Can't answer, huh?"questioned Steiner and drilled Duvall's jaw with three hammering fists. The ref waved for Steiner to stop using his fists. Why now, no one knew. Steiner ignored him and asked Duvall, "you ready now?" The ref was all over Steiner, warning him about the bell. This had gone on with Palumbo and he was ready to throw the rule book at Steiner. Three more fists drilled Duvall and his arms were like spaghetti, flailing as each blow hit. "Just let me know," growled Steiner and he hit Duvall with one more. Duvall jolted from the blow. Steiner glared at the ref, who stepped back, then flexed that bicep again. Now?" offered Steiner. Duvall stared blankly. Steiner delivered another fist, jolting Duvall's whole body. Duvall's legs struggled to keep him aloft. The ref had lost all sense of the rules, amazed at the domination that Steiner was giving. > Steiner's eyes blazed and the ref stared in horror as both Steiner's arms attacked Duvall with multiple blows, knocking his head back and forth, the side of his head returning from each blow to meet the next one. Steiner roared, "this must be the one, then!" And his fist connected again with Duvall's jaw. Duvall's left leg staggered backwards suddenly and then he brought it back underneath him. His arms flew backwards and his eyes rolled to the back of his head.. Steiner turned his back to him. Duvall fell. Steiner caught him and Duvall fell over his left shoulder, his upper body draped in front of the Superstar, the huge mass of Duvall's torso almost completely covering Steiner's upper body. > "I think you can ask him now, ref," said Steiner as the foot stomping and cheering increased. The ref was dumbstruck. He'd seen everything he thought, everything but this. He didn't know what to do. Steiner assisted him. He flexed his right bicep into its famous peak and grabbed a fistful of Duvall's hair with his other hand. Raising Duvall's head up to face the ref, Steiner said it. "Give up, Duvall?" No sound came out of the gaping mouth, just several nods of the jaw as Duvall's eyes closed. The ref waved his arms wildly for the bell. Steiner held Duvall's head up and kept his other bicep flexed as he turned around to give everyone a view of the Steiner victory. "Anyone else care to try?" shouted Steiner with Duvall completely in his power. 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