Tarzan vs The Man

Tarzan: Tarzan noticed you in your safari clothes. You seem to be looking for something. Having killed a dozen animals with your barehands, Tarzan knows you are up to no good. He must put stop to before you kill more. From the canopy, the jungle champ spied you and decided to confront you. AAAAHHHHHAAAAAHHHHAAAAHHHH! Tarzan yelled then he grabbed a vine and swung towards you. He landed a few feet away, muscles tensed. "Who are you and what is your purpose here?" He asked in a deep voice.

The Man: Do whatever I want jungleboy. Taking over this jungle  rip off shirt. Watch as you see this mountain of muscle in front of you

Tarzan: "Bastard! There is no place for you here!" Tarzan snarled as he charged at you. He speared you in the guts with his shoulders and tackled you to the ground. WHAM!

The Man: Toss you off. Stand. Land a series of punches to Tarzans head.  Then lift you over head slamming Tarzan on hood of Jeep

Tarzan vs Henry H. Houston (Chapter 2)

Henry H. Houston: Tarzan is my prisoner, beaten and chained in a steel by Harry H Houston, adventurer. My two assistants wait outside of the cage as I begin breaking the mighty savage. I hang from the top of the cage and lift my feet, driving my hard boots into your abs. WHAM! WHAM! WHAM!

Tarzan: OOOFFFHH! UMMMPH!! Tarzan flexed his midsection but your boots were harsh, your kicks got enought power to penetrate Tarzan's six-pack and air was forced out of Tarzan's lung. The jungle hunk mouthing an 'O' expression.

Henry H. Houston: I drop down then caress your abs softly. You feel my hot breath on your neck as I rub your red abs. I'm find a tender spot then step back. I pound my fist into that spot. I pound your body over and over again until you sag from the chains that bind your arms.

Tarzan: You momentarily stopped and Tarzan gasped to catch his breathe.. he relaxed his abs a little feeling you rubbing it. Suddenly, a quick strive caught Tarzan off guard. OOOUACCCKKK!! COUGH COUGH! Then you unleashed  a barage of punches! Tarzan jerked at the direction your fists dictate only able to offer the minutest of resistance..

Tarzan vs Henry H. Houston (Chapter 1)

Henry H. Houston: Harry is a bull of a man - 6'2" and 250-lbs of burly muscle. Think one of those vintage muscleman physiques. That's probably the image I'd use. Of course, as a great adventurer, he would want to wrestle Tarzan down barehanded, not use any fancy traps or tools. Just man vs. apeman. Tarzan manages to catch a glimpse of Mr. Houston at his camp. You have no idea what's going on, but you're suspicious. You see several white men and a few natives setting up camp. Of particular note, you see two cages made of metal - heavy and stronger than anything you've ever seen. One is tall, as though for a gorilla, but there are chains hanging from the top and bottom. The other lies flat, as though for a lion. It also has chains attached. You haven't been able to get too close, yet, but it certainly looks like a hunting camp. Mr. Houston stands out to your keen jungle sense as clearly the leader with his imposing physique and natural aura.

Tarzan: from Tarzan intel in the jungle ranger, it is indeed a hunting party. The natives are also aware of the activities. They communicated this to Tarzan and went to your camp to end this hunting party before it starts. Tarzan from the forest canopies scrutinized the unfolding camp below. From the tales of the jungle rangers and the natives, he is certain that he must put a stop to this hunting party as early as now before any animals get captured or hurt. And he will do it like how he had done this before, intimidate the enemy with his enemy with his musculature and skill. Tarzan pumped his chest and bellowed his signature jungle yell. AAAAHHHHHAAAAAHHHHHAAAHHHH!!! The shout echoed around the area as the people below looked around then up to the jungle hunk. Tarzan grabbed a vine and swung below landing gracefully near the one he deemed as the leader of the camp. From the looks of him, he seemed to be an able fighter. "If you intend to harm any animal in this jungle, leave now or suffer my wrath."

Tarzan vs Ultimate Devil (Primary Level)

Ultimate Devil: Ultimate devil, I challenge you, My power to weaken you with each progressive fuck will slowly destroy you as your tribe watches on in terror.

Tarzan: Tarzan in the middle a tribal camp with the native watching is facing you. His hard and flexed muscles of 6'3" 240lbs 50c/34w/20biceps tensed in anticipation of your first move

Ultimate Devil: I move into the circle and the tribe encloses us, all the men watching, expecting that Tarzan will once again teach the newcomer a lesson. Striding forward with a sneer on my face, in a pair of torn jeans and walking boots. Thick muscled body, 5'9 and 185lbs of tanned beef and a huge thick 8" cock barely contained in my jeans. I know that my power to weaken any opponant when I pump him full of my seed will se tarzan defeated and destroyed.

Tarzan: The both of your encircled is other, estimating each other's strengths. Your are  dwarfed by Tarzan's superior muscular physique. And it was just bulk for the jungle hunk, he is also tough and fast. In a flash he ran to you with a lauriat hitting the area of your neck and upper chest. WHAM! The blow knocked you on the ground.

Tarzan vs Kurt

Kurt: solid muscle here 5-10 195 lbs

Tarzan: 6'3" 240lbs 50c/34w/20biceps

Kurt: I cum up real quiet behind tarzan

Tarzan: Tarzan is about to retire and sleep. Tarzan is unaware of a villain lurking behind. He had a long day fighting all the poachers and hunters and he was about to sleep in his tree house

Kurt: tarzan feels my 17" biceps coil round his head like a jungle snake. Headlock into my thick pecs

Tarzan vs Tough Stud

Tough Stud: My crotch swells as your chest expands... jungle hero... champion... i FLEX as well.. smaller but more chiseled, defined features.. then suddenly land a sharp KNEE strike to your solar plexus, knocking the wind out of you!!!  

Tarzan: NGGGHH! Tarzan grunted as air was forced out of his lungs. The jungle stud stumbled a bit backwards from the blow but recoiled back at you and hit his left elbow at your arm socket and subsequently his elbow at your jaw! BAM! BAM!

Tough Stud: UNNGGGHHH.. NNGGGGHHH!! arm gets a hit from the huge guy then y elbow lands at my jaw!! SHIT..  i go with the force of it and spins to the side.. catch my breath and gets to my feet.. shaking the cobwebs out....  

Tarzan: "Not done with you yet, cocky twink!" Tarzan trashed talked you as he grabbed you from behind, wrapping his arms around your midsection. He German Suplex you four times! Slamming you backfirst to the ground, each suplex stronger than the last. SLAM! SLAM! SLAM! SLAM!

Tarzan vs The Kid

Tarzan: Tarzan saw this young kid, a bit buff and doing push-ups in front of his tent. At first he looked like some camper until the jungle hunk spied some drilling equipment. The lad aims to research the area for drilling possibilities. This is bad for the jungle, Tarzan thought. He decided to confront him. The jungle champ pounded his chest and bellowed his signature jungle call, AAAAHHHHAAAAAAHHHHHAAAAHHHH!!! Tarzan grabbed a vine and swung towards the kid. He landed a few feet in front of the kid. "Who are you? If you come to drilling into this jungle protected by me, Tarzan, I suggest you leave." Tarzan ordered in his deep voice

The Kid: kid jumps to his feet..looking up at you as you tower over him. gives you a glance and takes off his long sleeve pull over... revealing a skin tight shirt...."you made you king of the jungle?"

Tarzan: "I am Tarzan. I am no king but I am this jungle's protector. You and your drilling equipments has no business here. Pack up your things and leave!" Tarzan commanded you as he tensed his muscles showing you his broad chest and chiseled midsection while speaking

The Kid: huh...you think your some hot muscled brute...kid moves into Tarzan's space...butting torsos..."you don't command me to do anything! you hear? I am the alpha stud"
  
Tarzan: The Kid is smaller in stature than Tarzan and the jungle is hardly intimidated at the Kid size. Tarzan went in for a quick knock out. He elbowed the Kid hard in the left temple and another on the right temple. WHAM! BAM!