The brutal belly to belly had left Hogan dizzy and helpless in the center of the ring. His muscular, tanned frame was sprawled out, the sight of which drove the monstrous villain wild with anticipation. Before the night was through, he planned on torturing Hogan until the all-American was completely and utterly destroyed.

The Russian waited patiently for the former champ to stir. The Hulkster’s breath was laboured and his movments slow, but the fight was not completely gone from that powerful body.

“Why do you even bother getting up Hogan?” the heel taunted. “If you stayed down, you would save yourself a beating”.

“You’ll never keep me down,” Hogan spat back defiantly as he finally managed to crawl to the ropes.

 How can I beat this man if I can barely stand, Hulk thought dismally through the unending waves of pain. He had trained so hard for this rematch and once again, Titan was proving to be just too much for Hogan to handle.

Having waited long enough, the villain in the black briefs decided it was time to continue the onslaught. He roughly grabbed a handful of Hulk’s long, blond hair and pulled the baby-face to the center of the ring. With seemingly no effort, Titan scooped up his prey in a backbreaker position.

“No, no…” Hulk protested weakly, knowing what was to come, but it was no use.

With a mighty roar, Titan practically broke Hogan in two with the most vicious backbreaker the crowd had ever seen!

Hogan screamed, convinced that his spine had just been shattered. “oh my god, my back…my back” he moaned over and over, as Titan continued to bend him in half.

The heel particularly loved this hold. Not only was he softening up the Hulkster’s back for his eventual bearhug, but it was also a great way to put Hogan’s muscular body and packed bulge on display.

“I could probably end this right now Hogan, but you deserve more. I really want to hear you scream tonight.” Titan gave his man no time to recover before hoisting him up and lifting the Hulk into another backbreaker hold

“Oh god, no…no” Hogan groaned out as Titan paraded him around the ring like some sort of sick trophy. The heel wanted everyone to see how easily he could manhandle the mighty Hulkster, how simply he could destroy the great American hero.

“Is this your champion, America?” he mocked to the camera. “Is this the greatest wrestler your country has to offer? Look at him! Look at the pain in his eyes! Listen to him beg!”

“My back….,” Hulk continued to moan, unaware that the camera was right in his face. He was completely at Titan’s mercy, and he knew that if the monstrous Russian didn’t relinquish the hold, there was nothing he could possibly do to get out. Titan was once again proving that he was just too powerful for Hulk Hogan to overcome. “I’ll never give up, I’ll never give up!”

“No Hogan, tonight is going to be different. Tonight I won’t let you pass out and escape the pain. I will continue to destroy you until you can take no more. I want all of America to hear their hero quit. And just like that, the villain let the stud  plummet to the mat.

Hulk’s hand shot straight to his injured back. His once strong body was now shattered, and powerless, and everyone in the crowd could see the sheer agony he was in.

“Oh god…I can’t take him,” the hero said, as the camera zoomed in, picking up every gasp and groan. “He’s too strong for me…he’s just too strong”.

Titan was feral with excitement. He loved pulverizing muscle-studs, but Hogan was and would always be his favourite victim. The sight of the Herculean  baby-face, in those small, yellow briefs, writhing on the mat drove the villain wild. He wanted to work over every inch of Hulk’s muscular body until the stud could take no more. He wanted to end Hulkamania.

But the heel had patience. He knew that if he continued his assault now, he could easily pin the Hulkster. He wanted to draw the night out and make the suffering last. He also wanted to injure the hero’s back more, so that when he strapped on his bearhug finisher, Hogan would finally break.

“I think I haven’t worked on that back of yours enough Hogan, so let’s see what I can do about that!”

The Immortal one did not have the strength left to mount any sort of defence. He tried to pull away, but Titan just jerked him forward and placed the Hulkster’s head between his tree-trunk like thighs.

“If you thought the backbreaker was bad, watch this Hulk!”

With the utmost of ease, Titan lifted his victim high into the air and delivered a gruesome powerbomb.

“That has got to be it ladies and gentlemen,” the commentator said, “No one could get up from that, not even Hulk Hogan I’m afaid”

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The pain that was surging through the hero’s body was like nothing he had ever felt. Wave after wave of agony coursed through Hogan, leaving him broken and defeated in the middle of the ring. He had managed to overcome almost every villain in his long career, but Titan was like no one else. The Russian had bulldozed him on all 3 occasions, and each time they met, the beating was worse than the last. Tonight. Titan had completely manhandled  him, and Hogan knew there was nothing he could do to stop this man. Titan was just too much of a beast.

“I can’t beat this man,” Hogan moaned, as Titan stood over him triumphantly. “He’s just so strong”.

“Everyone heard you admit it Hogan,” The champion laughed as he circled the fallen hero. “You may have beaten everyone before me, but I am different! I’m unstoppable and I’ll be the one to end Hulkamania once and for all!

Hogan didn’t want to let his fans down, but he was at a loss. Titan was stronger than any man he had ever wrestled and had dominated him every time they stepped in the ring together. No man could stop this sadistic Russian.

Titan wanted to continue to punish the beef-cake in the briefs; he had to ensure that the stud took such a beating that even the great Hulk Hogan would have no choice but to submit. “Get up American!” the monstrous Russian growled as he pulled the Immortal One up by his skimpy speedo. “Im going to break your back, you know that! You’ll never forget this beating for the rest of your life!”

Hulk mumbled a protest, but was too exhausted and battered to stop Titan as he spun the stud around and grabbed a fist full of his yellow tights. With one hand, Titan shoved Hogan forward and pulled back hard on Hulk’s briefs, bringing the hero’s back crashing into his waiting fist. Over and over, Titan clobbered Hogan’s back, each blow harder than the last.

Hogan’s cries of anguish filled the arena, as he stumbled helplessly towards the corner for support. This was truly the beating of his career and Hulkster didn’t know how much more he could take. Titan had worked over his back all match and the hero could only guess what would happen next. He remembered how powerful Titan’s bearhug was and knew that if the villain slapped it on now, he would never escape it.

“I’m not done with you yet Hogan! I want to make sure every inch of your muscular body is screaming with pain.”

Stalking, forward, Titan began to lay into Hulk’s ribs, and stomach, tenderizing the poor stud as if he were a piece of meat. Blow after blow connected with Hogan, forcing the All-American to crumble deeper into the mat, until he was left whimpering in agony.

Titan could tell that Hogan was finished. The hero’s bright eyes, that he been filled with fiery intensity earlier in the match now showed the world the terrible state he was in. The villain’s utter blitzkrieg had left the Immortal Hulk Hogan a beaten and broken man and he was now ready to bring the reign of Hulkamania to a bitter end.

Grabbing hold of Hogan’s massive boot, he dragged the handsome baby-face to the closest camera-man, so they could zoom in on the defeated hero. “You can save yourself now, if you just tell the world that I was too much for you and that you quit. Tell the world that Hulkamania was no match for Titan!”

“I’ll…never…quit Titan,” Hogan groaned. Despite the awful beating, he would not give up. Hogan was prepared to stand up to the Russian monster until the last ounce of life was drained from his strong body.

“I am so glad you still have a bit of fight left in that mountain of muscle, Hogan!” Clasping his giant hand around Hogan’s throat, he forced the hero back to his feet. “This is the moment that I put an end to your career Hogan”.  A wide smile crossed the heel’s face as he slowly wrapped his python-like arms around Hulk’s waist. Then, with one mighty thrust, he lifted the battered hero up into his vicious bearhug!

“Oh my God!” Hogan cried out, as Titan began to squeeze the life out of his already beaten frame. The strength Russian possessed was unbelievable, almost inhuman! The sheer pressure on the hero’s back was more than Hulk had ever felt; it was as if Titan had become even more powerful than the last time they wrestled.

“DO YOU GIVE HOGAN!” Titan roared as he shook the Hulkster from side to side.

“No…no!” Hogan moaned, as the champion continued to crush his back.

Titan had been looking forward to this moment all match. He loved the feeling of squeezing the great Hulk Hogan’s massive body and hearing the American-hero moan in his arms. He had Hogan’s number and it was just a matter of time before Hulkster could hold on no longer.

Hulk’s body began to convulse as the pain began to overtake his senses. He was one of the strongest wrestlers in the world, but in Titan’s arms, Hogan felt as helpless as a child. He wanted to keep fighting, but as each second past, the villain drained him of his strength.

“Do you give up yet Hogan!? Tell the world, TELL THE WORLD THAT YOU QUIT!”

“Never…going…to give”

Rage overtook the heel as he pulled Hogan in closer, and began to squeeze tighter! GIVE UP AMERICAN!”

Hogan’s moans could be heard throughout the arena. The hero had never felt this type of pain, not even in his previous matches with Titan. The villain had pummeled his back all night and now the Hulkster knew why. He had no doubt that Titan was trying to make good on his claim of ending Hulkamania…and for once, Hogan himself was not sure if Hulkamania could withstand the punishment much longer.

“Oh my god, this man is too powerful…I can’t stop him…” Hogan whimpered, oblivious to the fact that the cameraman was picking up his groaned confession. “I tried, but he’s just too strong.”

With every groan of agony that Hogan let out, Titan responded by tightening his grip on the US hero. He was fueled by the Hulkster’s pain, and he wanted to make Hogan suffer like never before, he wanted to hear him say ‘I quit’.

The ref, sensing the end, began to check Hogan for signs of life. He lifted his arm once, then twice, and both times it came down. He lifted it one last time, but to his surprise, Titan released the hold.

“You’re not going to get off that easily Hulk!

The stud in the yellow briefs, fell to his knees. He had been drained of so much energy that he could not support himself any longer. “My back…” he cried out, unaware that Titan was right in back of him.

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“I won’t let your arm fall Hogan, and when I feel like you are going to pass out, I’m going to set you free,” the heel laughed, relishing in the sight of Hogan on his knees. “I plan on prolonging your punishment until I finally break you”. The heel pulled the beef-cake up by his speedo and once again slapped on his bearhug.

The world champion turned up the pressure, pulling Hulkster’s body close. He could feel the bulge in Hogan’s briefs rub against his, as the broken stud collapsed deeper into his arms.

After his prior two defeats, Hogan had vowed to finally put an end to Titan’s reign of terror, but Hulk finally realized he wouldn’t be the man to do it. He couldn’t best this monster. Titan had put Hogan through the ringer the entire match, and now he was draining the life out of him. And each time the Immortal One tried to mount some kind of defence, Titan simply squeezed harder. Not even the great Hogan could not take much more punishment.

“This bearhug is going to end your career Hogan! And the longer you take to submit, the more fun I get to have!” The heel actually hoped that Hogan could resist a while longer. Having the famous Hulk Hogan in his bearhug, moaning like a defeated jobber, was the highlight of his career. So many heels had tried to put an end to Hulkamania, and never had anyone been successful. Over and over the American hero in the yellow briefs had overcome all challengers, but tonight would be different. Titan would inflict so much pain, so much punishment that even the Hulk Hogan would submit. He would break Hogan if it was the last thing he did.

“Wont…quit,” Hogan whimpered as the ref checked in on him. Hulk was fighting valiantly to hold on, but there was nothing left in his once strong body. Titan’s bearhug had left Hogan in a world of pain he couldn’t even have dreamed of. The monster’s bearhug was breaking his back, his ribs and his spirit. What hope did Hogan have against an adversary this powerful? “Titan’s too strong for me…He’s going to break me in two…”

“Yes American, I WILL break you,” Titan bellowed as he hoisted Hogan off the ground and began to shake him from side to side.

The pain coursing through his body was unbearable.  “OH MY GOD!” Hogan screamed, as he felt one of his ribs snap like a twig; never in his entire career had Hogan withstood such a beating,

“GIVE IT UP HOGAN, GIVE IT UP!”

Titan knew that the Hulkster couldn’t take much more. How could any man? Titan was a mountain made flesh, and his sole goal was the complete and utter destruction of the man in his arms. He would continue to bearhug Hulk until every last drop of energy was squeezed out of Hogan’s Herculean body.

The moans falling from Hogan’s mouth were telling: the hero was finished. He had no fight left, Titan had seen to that. Hogan was in more pain than any wrestler could withstand. His massive, muscular frame quivered in agony, as the final bit of life drained out of Hulkamania. “No one can beat this man,” Hulk groaned. “He’s too much for me…he’s too strong even for Hulkamania…”

The world champion roared with excitement. The muscle-hunk in the skimpy briefs lay lifeless in his arms. This is what he had been waiting for. “Tell the world Hulk Hogan, TELL THEM I’M TOO MUCH FOR EVEN YOU!”

Hulk looked to the crowd for support, and despite their cheers of encouragement, he had nothing left. He had just experienced the beating of his career and knew that he was not able to stand up to a man like Titan. The villain was too big, too bad, too strong for even the mighty Hulk Hogan to overcome. “He’s just too strong….i’m sorry,” Hogan moaned.

“SAY IT HOGAN!”

 Hogan could finally take no more. The All-American hero was in such a state of agony, that not even he could not hold out any longer. “Ahhhggg God, the pain is too much….

…it’s just too much for me….

…I…I…submit!”

Titan screamed with excitement as the Immortal Hulk Hogan finally gave up in his arms. But this wasn’t good enough, he wanted the whole world to see bear witness to this. “Say it again Hogan! Tell all of America!” The heel began to shake the broken, brief-clad body from side to side.

“Oh god…I can’t take it…I submit…I submit..” Hogan kept moaning into the camera. Titan had completely and utterly destroyed him. “The pain is too much…stop…I can’t take it…I quit!”

“You see Hogan,” Titan whispered into Hulk’s ears, as he maintained the terrible pressure. “I told you I would stop Hulkamania. You were never a match for me. It was always my destiny to wrap your big, strong body in my bearhug and squeeze you until you could take no more. And now, hearing you moan in the most pain you’ve ever felt, this is music to my ears!”

Finally, Titan released his brutal bearhug and smiled as Hulkster collapsed in the center of the ring. The Russian loved the sight of the brutalized Hogan, in those small, yellow briefs, decimated in the middle of the squared-circle. He had finally done what no one else could; he had extinguished the bright, eternal flame of Hulkamania. The champion, the hero, the legend was no more. Hulk Hogan, was left a broken, defeated man, unconscious in the shadow of the unstoppable Titan.