Art and El Toro belong to Yours Truly
Haze Hare belongs to  zandenel
Story by  winterwight

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Anticipation was everywhere in the bustle and susurrus of the audience. Tickets had sold out almost instantly when the event had opened; some enterprising individuals managed to snag extra and sold them to others for exorbitant prices. It was the first bout of the season, months after El Toro had won his last bout and held on to his championship belt. Today would be the rematch between the bull and his opponent, a hare known as Haze. Although the match had been quite one-sided, Haze had been undefeated the rest of the season. Everybody loved an underdog.

The already well-lit room became saturated as light flooded the stage and announcement booth. Giant screens burst into life as they mimicked the central scene. The voice of the crowd became a near-deafening cry only just topped by the artificially booming voices of the announcers heralding the match through giant speakers strategically positioned throughout the stadium.

“Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to the season premiere of the FWWF! I can hear the excitement here tonight! And who wouldn’t be? The much-awaited rematch is here between the unstoppable El Toro,” the screens flickered from the empty stage to a picture of the famed wrestler facing off against a much lighter hare, “and the nigh uncatchable Haze!”

“Before we get started,” the second announcer cut in, “we have an exclusive interview clip with the hopeful challenger! Let’s see what he has to say!”

The image transitioned again to a recorded feed. Haze in full wrestling regalia addressed the audience.

“Hey, it’s me Haze! I don’t mince words cause I do everything fast! You’re all wondering what I’m doing different, how am I going to defeat El Toro? That’s simple. I’ve been training hard and I have now what I didn’t have last year. Stopping power!”

The camera panned out, Haze flexed an arm as large as El Toro’s had been in their initial fight.

“Last time he barely noticed me but this time I’m going to make my mark!”

The crowd, which had gone quiet for a moment to hear, again erupted into a cacophony of elation. The screen cut out and turned to watch Haze himself make his way out to the ring. The hare was much larger than he had been with thick muscles and a thick belly to accompany.

“Looks like Haze may have taken a page from El Toro in between seasons. More food, more Haze, but will that spell out a win for the Hare? We find out tonight! Now everyone please put your hands together to welcome our champion! The mighty, the unstoppable El Toro!”

Cheers continued unabated as the wrestler in red stepped out. El Toro was as loved as ever with more bull to love than ever. The plodding wrestler looked ready to burst out of his pants, which valiantly held onto his bulbous posterior. Gone was the yellow sash that could never encircle the bull’s elephantine waist which, now nearly hidden by drooping love handles and a stomach the size of his opponent. The already slow pace was held back even more as the proud El Toro continued to bask in the uncaring adulation of his fans. As long as he won, they cared little for his size. The bull’s raised arms lifted his newly tailored jacket revealing more clearly the folds of his fatty back and the heavily sagging pectorals that were smothered and weighed down by his surmounting lard.

Following several minutes of unabated grandstanding, the bull walked up a custom set of mobile steps to reach the edge of the ring, which Haze had neatly hopped onto without assistance. It took another minute of maneuvering for El Toro to enter the ring. He first lifted his titanic belly over the ropes before slowly following with each of his legs individually. The giant bull moved with a self-assured determination and squared himself off against the shocked Haze, whose expression twisted into a wry grin.

“Looks like you let yourself go during the off-season, mate,” he sneered. “You could always spare yourself the embarrassment and forfeit.”

“El Toro is a bit larger, si, but he is also more powerful than ever. His new trainer is very proud of the progress,” the bull’s face showed no amusement as the referee stepped forward. “No one will ever defeat El Toro. Joo will lose today.”

Haze’s eyes narrowed and his smile disappeared. “May the best man win.”

“Do not worry, señor,” Jose stated. “El Toro will.”