Post by hawkeye on Feb 10, 2019 18:35:18 GMT
“Ladies and Gentlemen,” the announcer begins, “The following contest is set for one fall with a 20-minute time limit! The winner is decided by pinfall, knockout, or submission!”
“Introducing first, from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania...She stands five feet, seven inches tall, and weighs in tonight at one hundred and forty pounds...making her debut tonight, MABEL POWERS!”
Mabel Powers
The busty brunette steps out of the curtain and struts to the center of the platform, grinning from ear- to-ear as she runs her fingers down her tall nubile body before bringing them up to flex, gathering some light cheers from the crowd. Her athletic appearance enhanced by the sweat bands on her wrists and head, with her hair neatly tied in a ponytail. Clad in black sports briefs that hardly covered the curve of her glutes and white sports bra that superfluously supported her large, firm breasts. She marched down the ramp in her black wrestling boots completed with black knee pads, happily slapping the hands of fans by the aisle as she does so. Coming to a stop at the ring, she hops onto the apron and slowly slides one leg over the middle rope where she pauses and jiggles her booty a little before moving herself fully into the ring. The arena quickly fills with cheers and cat calls as her outgoing personality (and her sexy frame) quickly helps her build rapport with the fans. She points her jaunty finger into the crowd while touring around the ring, capturing the men’s hearts with her affectionate smile before going into her corner where she (and her assets) bounces about to warm up.
“And her opponent, from Pleasant Valley, Iowa...She stands five feet, two inches tall, and weighs in tonight at one hundred twenty-five pounds...She is the Woman of 1,000 Hip Attacks and the current Buns of Mass Destruction Champion...This is CASSAVA ONIKA!!”
CASSAVA ONIKA
KICKPUNCH BY ADAM WARROCK: www.youtube.com/watch?v=TXma0EkrrYQ
Stepping through the curtain was a short but curvaceous Black woman, playfully dancing along with the music with some mock martial arts, the giant screen above her displaying a chibi anime version of the newcomer; smashing bricks and fighting generic monsters, the entire time the name CASSAVA ONIKA was at the top of the screen in a stylized logo. Dressed in a white beater that showed a hint of belly button, a red bra visible through the thin fabric, keeping her C Cup breasts from flashing the fans as she bounced to and fro. On her wide hips were a pair of white booty shorts that seemed painted on (and a size too small), just above those was a wide leather strap of the BMD title, the nature of belt dictated that the gold be showcased just above it’s holder’s buns Dangling from an empty belt loop on the left side of her shorts is a gold, Kylie Corps brand autograph book with pen compartment. She chooses to wrestle in bare feet like her hero Kylie Sanders once did, that worship clearly bleeding into her wardrobe and choice of hair dye (blonde with pink highlights).
Still at the top of the ramp, Cassava swung her hips into a turn that put her back to the audience, presenting an ass that makes LaKeisha Bates self conscious whether she admits it or not. Doing a quick bump and grind to an appreciative and catcalling audience, if fans thought the recent ambush by Lakeisha would be affecting Onika’s morale they seemed to be sorely mistaken. Cassava dipped low and made her cheeks clap to a suddenly roaring audience before making her way down to the ring, slapping hands along the way.
Handing off the unofficial title to a ring attendant, Cassava rolled under the bottom rope and shadow boxes a little to warm up. As her music died she looked at referee Al Carpenter and grinned mischievously, to everyone surprise she rolled out of the ring and whispered into the announcer’s ear, who bit back a laugh and spoke into the microphone as Cassava re-entered the ring.
“Officiating the match will be referee Al “Classic” Carpenter,” he says to a laughing audience. Al puts his hands on his hips and looks at floor shaking his head as the crowd chants; “CLASS-IC! CAR-PEN-TER! CLASS-IC! CAR-PEN-TER!”
Onika heads to her corner and Al started his pre-match check for foreign objects, “You having fun?” Al asked, halfway caught between amused and bemused while checking her wrists.
“You know you love it,” she answers back cheekily, speaking of; as Carpenter begins to check her ankles Cassava turns to grab the ropes and arch her spankable ass near Carpenter’s face.
“Come on, you know you want to,” teases Onika, shifting foot to foot while audience laughs at their now traditional comedic interaction.
The audience’s taunting rises in volume in tandem to Al’s inching hands. Closer… CLOSER… ALMOS-his hands shoot down and taps Cassava’s legs and ankles like the wings of a humming bird and the ref quickly backs away. The crowd gives off a disappointed groan (mostly in jest) and while Cassava gives a cute pout, then shrugs and assumes the standard ready position for the match as Al finally motions for the bell.
As rings echo out in the arena Mabel confidently walks to center ring and reaches for a handshake, “Hi, Mabel Powers. Big fan of your show,” she says with a bright smile and an air of confidence. Onika takes a second to analyze and she likes what she sees, besides Powers’ large perky breasts... and takes Mabel’s hand in hers.
“Hey, I’m a fan of yours too. I did a couple of reviews of your booty workouts, very effective!”
Mabel lets outs a short but joyous “Ha!” and breaks the handshake, “I know! Each time you did my sales skyrocketed! I sent you some products as a thank you, then you reviewed them, and then I made more money!”
Mabel then checks out Cassava’s body, “Hmmm… but I think you gotta buy my advanced workout package because if you want buns like mine…” Mabel checks her bottom and gives it a light slap, “...you gonna need it!”
Cassava chuckled, “...is that right...,” squinting her eyes as she backed away into a crouch and started circling, Mabel followed suit. “I’ve been super busy the last year and a half. I didn’t know you entered The One True Sport,” she says in a dramatic trailer voice.
Mabel bit back another laugh and inched closer, she liked this spark plug, “felt like it was right time, like what I was building towards and not knowing it, you know?”
The Busty Brunette smirks slightly and sticks out her right hand for a test of strength, “Why don’t we find out?”
“Sure thing.” Onika interlocks her hand with Mabel’s and they repeat with their others. The contrasting duo push against each other, but it isn’t long before Cassava’s ceding ground, slowly but surely Powers forces the smaller woman to touch her head to the matt and bridge her back to avoid going to one knee.
“Nice bridge, I’m sure my workout was responsible for that.” Mabel notes with a hint of smugness, she doesn’t seem to be exerting too much effort, “Anyway, let's test it out.” The brunette newcomer hops onto Onika’s bowed form thighs to thighs while maintaining the grip, Cassava shuddered and grunted but her back held firm. Mabel’s eyebrows raised, “you’ve got a strong core.”
Cassava replies “Thanks,” through clenched teeth.
Mabel hops off and pulls Onika to a standing position, the fitness icon yanks Cassava forward, breaking her grip and wrapping the dyed blonde in a tight bearhug, their chests rolling against each other, competing for the same space. Mabel tightens her noose around the Black woman's midsection, squeezing some air and a whine out of Onika’s mouth. Powers pops her hips for a belly to belly Suplex but Cassava hooks her leg inside Mabel’s blocking the attempt, Mabel tries again only to be thwarted, creating a gifable moment as she smacks her pelvis against Cassava’s. With a dissatisfied grumble Mabel switches her grip to under Onika’s left arm and her right trapezius, and wrenches back in prep to fling Onika across the room with a Biel toss.
Just as Onika’s feet leave the ground the Superfan clamps down on Mabel’s arms, negating the toss and turning it into an enthusiastic swing dance. Quick as a wit Cassava ensnares the well-endowed White woman in a tight elbow and collar tie up, their bellies “slap!” together as Cassava pushes Mabel backward a few steps, but the brunette digs in and halts her progress. Onika starts giving up her earned ground and then some, The Fit Queen sending Cassava on a backward trek with disturbing ease. The dyed blonde’s back hits a corner and Mabel sandwiches her in, letting the smaller woman feel her weight throughout Onika’s body, either incidentally through momentum or as subtle mind game. Referee Al Carpenter begins a count and Mabel breaks cleanly at “2” with a parting pat on Cassava’s shoulder and retreats to center ring.
“Wanna give it another go?” Mabel Smiles and waggles her fingers, Cassava shakes out her arms. “You bet!” Cassava accepts the challenge and immediately lunges at the bigger woman, but she is ready to receive. The pair engages in a lock up once more, and Cassava tries again to prove her strength against the larger adversary. But all is in vain as Mabel’s size and strength proves too hard for the lightweight to overcome, Mabel easily pushes the BMD champion into the corner.
“ONE! TWO! THREE…” Al counts as Powers presses Cassava in the corner. The Busty Brunette releases her hold and raises her arms high, “You did good. Just gotta put in some more squOMPHHHH!”
Cassava quickly delivers a swift kick to the gut of the larger wrestler, doubling her over and placing her face low enough for Cassava to lay a couple of forearms into her face, knocking her a little backwards each time it lands until the pair is in the center of the ring. Cassava snatches Mabel by the wrists and attempts to whip her into the ropes but The Busty Brunette quickly finds a firm footing and counter-whips the Black Hipster into the ropes instead. Cassava pinballs off the ropes back to the center where Mabel stands ready, but Cassava baseball slides between Mabel’s leg and pops back up behind her where she dropkicks Mabel onto all fours, proving that experience beats power.
Mabel rolls onto a seat and chuckled, “Not bad! Not bad at all! I’m starting to love this whole wrestling business.”
Cassava is bouncing foot to foot, keeping ready and making her tits bounce distractingly, “Yeah it can be really fun someti-” she stops off mid-sentence as the fans start freaking out to her left. Walking through the unwashed masses was the Queen of The Jungle, The Siren and now former Tag Team champion of several Mexican promotions, Kendra Larue!
i.imgur.com/LZAuGox.jpg
In a very low-cut dress so shear it was just as likely negligee, Kendra walked through the crowd with a sassy strut, aided by white high heeled, open toed shoes that made her famous and powerful ass mesmerize the crowd with it’s undulations. This former terror of FAWN has not been seen in a while, having spent the last couple of years in various wrestling organizations in Mexico, accumulating tag team championships with Lakeshia Bates, and a successful run as the top champion of a popular Indie outfit. Having successfully stolen the attention of the arena from the in-ring occupants, Larue waves a front row ticket in the air as she takes her seat, the immediate seats surrounding her occupied by a private security team she hired to keep away both her fans and detractors.
A little unevened by the veteran’s appearance but masking it well, a risen Mabel turns to Cassava, “is she going to be a problem?” she asks, pointing a thumb at the newcomer.
Pursing her lips Cassava replies “...Maybe, but I’ll watch your back if you watch mine?”
Powers nods, “deal,” then goes take her head off with a Big Boot!
Big Boot
www.youtube.com/watch?v=N2S1GD_NbIQ
Cassava ducks the boot and slips behind Mabel securing a waistlock looking to being her down, but the taller woman breaks Onika’s clasp and sends her off with an Irish Whip. Cassava sprints and spins, hitting the ropes with her back rebounds to an oncoming Mabel, who has her right arm extended for a clothesline. Again, Cassava ducks the limb turning that height disadvantage to her favour, Cassava sprints to the parallel strands to ricochet off to a waiting Powers. At the last moment Cassava turns looking to smash Mabel with a running hip check that the tall rookie sidesteps letting Onika hit the ropes, but that may have been a mistake as the Hipster bounces of the ropes and hits Mabel with a spear! (hip attack 11)
The crowd pops as Cassava’s shoulder digs into Mabel’s abs making her let out a loud “guh!” but the Fit Queen doesn’t fall, Onika tries to bully her into corner but Mabel plants her feet, wraps her arms around Cassava’s tummy, and flips her onto her right shoulder into a Canadian Backbreaker.
Canadian BackBreaker
www.youtube.com/watch?v=2PJKVJTHDX8
Mabel bounces on the tips of her toes, realigning Cassava’s spine in the process, each movement making the writhing Superfan cry out. Onika’s slight edge in experience meaningless in light of Powers size and height in this moment. The Busty Brunette rotates Cassava on her right shoulder to drape her on both, switching to a more American torture rack.
TORTURE RACK
www.youtube.com/watch?v=YeeGs1-1X3s
“Grah!...Aah!...Rraa!”
With one hand on Cassava’s left leg and the other on her neck, Mabel tries to snap the Online Sensation in half over her shoulders. Walking around the ring, Onika seemed to weigh as much as a bag of leaves to the tall greenhorn. Every other step Mabel gives a slight hop, jarring Cassava’s spine making her give a high-pitched yelp, normally the last member of the Kylie Corps’ loyal fanbase would object to seeing her in pain, but the submission constantly set both Onika’s and Mabel’s juggs a jostling, turning boos into whistles and catcalls. Cassava tries to hook her fingers or toes on a rope, but Powers only got close enough to tease her with salvation, AL Carpenter goes near Cassava’s redding face, “Do you need me to stop this Cassava?”
“Nno...Guh! I got this!”
Hearing that this hold wouldn’t break her spirit, Mabel hops and throws Cassava straight up and switches her grip to the center of Onika’s shorts and her sternum mid-air, and holds the ASSassin above her head. In a crowd-pleasing display of strength, Mabel starts doing reps with the petite grappler, the audience counting along.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
FIVE!
At the sixth rep Mabel winked at the camera, gave Cassava a quick kiss on her belly button, then dropped her, Cassava landing on her stomach, tits, and face.
GORILLA PRESS SLAM
www.youtube.com/watch?v=-cJOlqT-YPI 00:20
Cassava groaned as she clutched her stomach and back, slightly propping up her hip in pain. It felt as if someone just gave her innards a hard tug. Mabel cupped Cassava’s chin and slowly peeled her off the canvas, stretching her free arm out and smiling into crowd.
Keeping the lightweight on her feet, Mabel flexed her arm and rallied the crowd, “THIS IS POWER!”, before smacking a strong Lariat into Cassava’s head/neck, flipping her inside out. The mismatch in size and power was obvious as the Fit Queen flipped the insensate Cassava with the tip of her boot and covered her for the…
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOOOO!!!
Cassava surprised the crowd with a kickout! “I’m impressed...people that get hit with my lariat don’t get up very much.” Mabel chuckled as she lifted Cassava to her feet and pushes her into the corner where she softened her up with a couple of forearms (if she wasn't’ already soft enough) and whipped her into the opposite corner. Cassava turned around and settled into the corner with a THUD. Shortly after, Mabel came charging towards her, turned around and directed her massive hip to Cassava’s midsection, smashing the air out of her gut with an “OMMMPHFFF”. Cassava stumbled a few steps forward before dropping onto a seat in the corner. Mabel gave her hip a slap and pointed into the crowd with a “YEAH!”.
The crowd roars in response! Doesn’t matter if you’re the most hated woman on the roster or the victim is the most beloved, everyone loves a stinkface. Running back to a slumped Cassava, Mabel turns and RAMS her expertly firmed posterior into Cassava’s face! Nearly whiplashing her neck over the bottom buckle, Onika turned her head just in time to stop her face from Parting Powers’ cheeks like the red sea.
ASSTATICS
www.youtube.com/watch?v=NsI3HqGDAmQ 00:34
Mabel grabbed the top ropes, lowered her hips and popped that booty into Onika’s face one, two, three times, then she really ground it in with a side-to-side motion. Making sure Cassava feel her taut cheeks through the black fabric of her briefs.
“Feel that firmness!” Mabel yelled as the ref started his count,“ you can achieve that too with only 30 minutes a day!”
Powers finally breaks away, letting a greasy faced Onika gasp for air as she flexes a bicep to her growing fanbase. Mabel walks back to a deflated Superfan pulls her to a standing position by wrists after a few tugs, “when you wake up let’s trade contact info.”
Powers drops Onika’s left wrist and extends her own left arm looking to decapitate the Online Sensation with a Short Arm Clothesline.
SHORT ARM CLOTHESLINE
www.youtube.com/watch?v=16424405kY4
Slap!
“AH!”
As the Marvelous Mabel neared Cassava high kicked her in the left bicep cutting the clothesline short, then struck the heel of her palm at the bottom of Powers’ chin, breaking Mabel’s hold and stunning her in the same moment. Onika takes a moment center herself after taking so much abuse from the Fitness Icon, then steps forward a straight right punch aimed for Mabel’s nose. The Busty Brunette sees Cassava’s tiny fist coming and leans her head back to avoid-MABEL IS ON THE GROUND IN A DAZE!
KUZUSHI WAZA
www.youtube.com/watch?v=CQr950AhbRE 4:26
Cassava’s putting her karate training to good use as Mabel falls for her feint quite literally. As Onika’s punch missed Mabel’s face by centimeters her right leg slipped behind Powers’ stems and used her punching arm to topple the rookie over her leg, Mabel landing ungainly on her right hip. Before the brunette fully registers, she’s on the mat Onika goes to one knee SPIKING a hard left into her cheek.
“You got some good assets, but it looks like I have to show you how to use them,” Cassava says firmly as she straightens up. Mabel and the FAWN audience were about to learn that trying to out-booty Onika was like chopping a Bloodwind... a bad idea.
Kylie’s Number One Fan runs to the right-side ropes, hitting the cables she speeds back to her staggered opponent, leaps up and concaves Mabel’s chest with her backside.
“Gooh!”
“That’s one.”
Mabel’s knees pull up instinctively after the butt-bardement, Cassava pushes them down after she rises from Powers’ form. Cassava rushes to strands on Mabel’s left, rebounds off them and drops her ass again on Mabel’s gurls, making a plus sign with their hills.
“Grraogh”
“That’s two.”
The woman of 1000 hip attacks practically kips up off Mabel’s broken body and runs to the ropes by Mabel’s head, bounces off and goes for a three-peat.
“Gah!”
“That’s Three.”
Then finishes her tour of the ring with the only untouched set of ropes for a four-peat.
“Uuh”
“That’s four,” Cassava says, a little smug. She noted Mabel’s reaction became weaker with each hit but having felt the Pennsylvanian’s strength, she knew a pin attempt would be a waste of time. Instead she runs to the Southwest corner post and leaps to the top buckle unassisted by the ropes, a feat gathers applause from the fans, she jumps from that precipice reaching Shea London height, does a mid-air split and DROPS her ass onto Mabel like a pair of meteors from Heaven!
BOMBS AWAY (Hip attack 50)
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wq58qvVhxv4&list=PLeRPsdtvusXikFAlFp0SFvMOT6E8kSips&t=0s&index=266
Mabel made a noise that was a mix between a dog being stepped on and the air being let out of a balloon, Cassava flattened her like Wile E. Coyote and a boulder. She would have flipped over onto her stomach if not for Onika keeping her seat on Mabel’s breasts, her bronze legs framing The Fit Queen’s gagging face. Seeing that Powers’ was near matchbooked, Cassava hooks her arms around Mabel's hanging legs and bears down for the pin, her crotch just under the White woman’s chin.
ONE!
TWO!
THREENOOO!!!
With 0.00001 seconds to spare Mabel gets a shoulder up, dislodging Onika’s body from hers.
“That’s pretty good!” Mabel muttered tiredly. “But not good enough!” Mabel wiped the sweat off her brows as she slowly struggled to her feet seconds behind the Online Sensation. Cassava quickly hits the ropes and returns with her hips pointed towards Mabel’s chest. But Mabel was ready to receive! She grabs a hold of Cassava’s thighs and planted her face first into the canvas from a wheelbarrow position!
WHEELBARROW FACEBUSTER
www.youtube.com/watch?v=RG3P6jihDXY
Cassava’s face ricocheted from the canvas, giving a glimpse of her pained expression. The Fit Queen skipped the cover but instead, pushed herself to her feet and wrapped her arms around the waist of the deadweight. With a powerful shout, Powers deadlifted the Hipster from the deck and hauled her over with a sick German Suplex!
DEADLIFT GERMAN SUPLEX
www.youtube.com/watch?v=agzNMHrmbgo
The Busty Brunette tipped her toes and thrusted her hips up in a single motion, forming a bridge to press Cassava’s shoulders down for…
ONE!
TWO!
THREEENOOOOO!!!
Cassava bucked out of the pin with milliseconds to spare and flipped onto her belly. Mabel was disappointed, but not discouraged. The Pennsylvanian marched her way to the corner and cautiously ascended to the top turnbuckle. Finding her balance, she slowly erected herself, she flexed her right bicep and gave it a kiss before leaping into the air and smashed her right elbow into the small of Cassava’s back sending a tidal wave of pain through her spinal column. Mabel flipped Onika over and pressed laterally across her body for the…
TOP ROPE ELBOW DROP
www.youtube.com/watch?v=GFfq3BkOBC4
ONE!
TWO!
THREENNOOOO!!!
Cassava denied Mabel the victory once more! “Damn! You are tough girl!” Mabel exclaimed. Cassava uttered no response other that letting out painful groans. The Fitness Icon flipped Cassava over and tucked both her legs under her arms, pulling them back as her heavy body sat over the small of her back!
BOSTON CRAB
www.youtube.com/watch?v=VrvZWrC9Ayk
“GIVE IT UP CASSAVA! I DON’T WANT TO BREAK YOU! JUST GIVE UP NOW AND KEEP YOUR CAREER RUNNING!” Mabel issued words of advice as she continued to yank her legs back! Cassava tries to not to let on how much pain she’s in, but Mabel’s earlier focus on her back made impossible not to yell each time Powers’ leaned further back. The cameraman got a great shot of Mabel’s firm, shapely ass hovering ominously Onika’s head, it would later be a double page spread in Gladiatrix issue covering Mabel’s debut. Al Carpenter kneels by Cassava’s pain scrunched face and asks if she submits.
“NNOO!” Cassava practically screams her rejection at the official and works her palms flat on the canvas, if she beat Beckett clean, she can beat this newbie! With a growl of defiance, the Online Sensation pushes off the mat and starts drrrraaging herself to the ropes. The weight of the exercise icon on her back and the distance from the strands making it a slow and painful process, the enthralled crowd chanting in encouragement.
CA-SSA-VA!!
CA-SSA-VA!!
CA-SSA-VA!!
Seeing that the crab wasn’t doing the trick, Mabel eases the hold a bit so she can let go of Onika’s legs while dropping her butt on the base of the Iowan’s spine, Cassava’s face taking the brunt of her fall. Cassava checks if her nose is broken as Powers’ spins to face the back of Onika’s head and cinches in a Camel Clutch.
CAMEL CLUTCH
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ma9N3a0S0j4
“GGRRRGG!!”
“JUST GIVE CASSAVA! NO SHAME IN LOSING TO A GREAT WRESTLER LIKE ME!”
Cassava would have made a retort to that backhanded self-compliment, but with Mabel’s hands under her chin cranking her neck, any sound she made became a high pitched whine through her clenched jaws. Powers’ showing a strong sense for the ring despite her brief time between the ropes, directing most of her offense at Onika’s back, gradually weakening it for an impressive tap victory for her debut, if she could get the dyed blonde battler to submit.
“How’re you feeling Cass? You have to tell me to stop this before you get hurt,” Al implores Cassava to think of her future but she waves him off, Sanders don’t give up and neither will she. Luckily there were a few factors in The Superfan’s favour; Cassava’s earlier butt-barrage sapped a good portion of Mabel’s strength, so while the Pennsylvanian’s hold was painful, Onika still could inch toward the ropes. Which brought us to the second factor, Mabel’s inexperience showed in that she didn't pull Cassava back to where they started to get the most out of her clutch. Seeing that salvation was less than a foot and half away, Onika slowly powered to her knees, carrying Powers’ weight and lurched into the cables forcing a break.
“Aah, gawd dammit,“ Mabel breathed as she stepped away from her straddle of Onika’s upper back, and gave her some room, standing hunched over near canvas middle, hands on knees. Cassava used the red strands as a ladder to get to her feet and placed a hand at the small of her aching back, the crowd gave an applause for both wrestlers efforts.
After getting a quick breather Mabel grabs Cassava by the wrist and shoulder and looks to send her away with an Irish Whip, but Cassava reverses, and Mabel reverses that! Dropping to one knee to really put some “oopmf” in that whip, Mabel sends the smaller woman speeding to a bone rattling collision with the buckles. The Caliyphegan Combatant just manages to save her tits from unsightly bruises by turning and taking the crash with her abused back, making her scream. So forceful was Mabel’s swing Cassava had to loop her arms over the top ropes to keep from falling flat on her face.
“Sweet Kylie! I’ll be feeling that for a week!” hissed Onika, looking up at the lights. She looked down just in time to The Busty Brunette barreling down, looking to turn Cassava’s body into a fine mist with a corner splash!
CORNER SPLASH
www.youtube.com/watch?v=_t9pPVcAQfo
“Get ready for a 10-k in 5 steps!” Mabel runs with the full might of a New York marathon at Cassava Onika’s soon to be flattened body, leaping into the air to give the Iowan a pair of black eyes, courtesy of her robust breasts firmed by years of dumbbell pullovers. At least that was the plan... as she started her descent Cassava hopped onto the bottom ropes and bounced hard to the left leaving the corner vacant. Mabel had time for a quick “AAH!” before the top buckle uppercuts her boobs, nearly slapping them against her chin! Mabel crosses her arms against her knocked about knockers and staggers away, groaning and hunched over.
“Oh my poor cyckis,” Mabel lets a little of her heritage show in unguarded moments, which her opponent takes full advantage of tonight as Cassava fires a strong kick into the Polish woman's abdomen, Cassava’s big toe briefly entering Powers’ navel.
“Gooah!”
Mabel’s arms drop from her chest to her stomach as she doubles over, Cassava turns her back to her bent foe and slips her arms under Mabel’s pits and forces the Caucasian’s arms up by the wrists, while resting her glutes on the back of Mabel’s neck. Cassava lets the FAWN newcomer struggle for a moment to let the significance of this position sink in the spectator’s minds, then drops to her knees SLAMming Mabel’s face into the thinly covered plywood that made up the ring. A variation on the pedigree known as Lakeisha Bates’ Kiss Canvas Bitch (hip attack 683).
The audience roars at the shot from the young rookie at the woman who was her idol’s nemesis, and her spiritual predecessor. Cassava forgoes an immediate pin to look directly into the camera, “Thought they should this move done properly for once.” All of a sudden the air fills with boos and catcalling, confusing Onika. she hadn’t done anything that crossed a line did she?
“What? What I’d…”
Cassava turns her head back and forth to see how she offended the fans, and saw the source of the commotion, Kendra Larue had left her seat surrounded by her private security team, and had pilfered Cassava’s Buns of Mass Destruction title from the attendant’s area (kicking him in the plums just for the hell of it), and strode with it near the entrance ramp. Cinching it around her waist like it was meant to be there, a camera got a good close-up of Larue’s famous and practically naked ass with the gold resting at the top of her glutes. Looking over her shoulder Kendra patted the belt with one hand while the other smoothed the material on her rear, as making sure Cassava could see her superior buns as clearly as possible.
“HEY! HAS-BEEN!! GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY TITLE!” The enraged Onika stomped over and gripped the top rope so hard her knuckles whitened, “IF YOU WANT A SHOT, GET IN LINE BEHIND THE LOPSIDED ASS OF YOUR MENTOR, LAKEISHA!”
Kendra gives a little smirk, “you may as well just hand it to me now, Kylie-lite”
As Onika berated the arrogant Armenian, Mabel got onto her feet and spun her opponent around 180 degrees, and slipped her head and shoulder under Cassava’s right arm put her own right arm across the smaller woman’s neck. Cassava gasped in surprise but there wasn’t much time for her to struggle. She soon felt her feet lift off the ground and into the air, before dropping back and neck first into the canvas!
FULLY LOADED
www.youtube.com/watch?v=4Ll6WXfbkis
Cassava popped up slightly, clutching the back of her head in pain. Mabel pulled Cassava’s face into her full bosom and folded one of Cassava’s arms backwards, effectively trapping her arm, leaving her one to tap the canvas. This modified Anaconda Vice/Front Sleeper hybrid became what was known in the indie circles as The Booby Trap.
“TAP CASSAVA!” Mabel demanded as Onika’s free arm flailed in the air, searching for the ropes, she refused to submit to an imitation (if perfect) of her Smothered Chicken submission hold.
Mabel pressed her features even deeper, effectively cutting air supply to her opponent with her supple globes. Cassava’s actions slowed, partly due to exhaustion and parts cumulative pain and suffocation. The pain from her wrenched shoulder makes Cassava want to scream but when her mouth widens its filled instantly with the silky skin of Mabel’s breasts. Her free arm goes limp and drops onto the mat. The zebra quickly goes onto canvas and lifts Onika’s arm, one, two…. And three.
DING DING DING!
“And your winner of this match, via knockout! MABEL POWERS!”
Mabel released the hold upon hearing the announcement, patted Cassava’s gulping belly as she took in oxygen and stood up, allowing Al to raise her arm. The fans were completely head over heels for Powers after her successful debut. In response, she pointed to the crowd and winked.
“Some debut huh! Wait till you see what I do neEEUGH!!”
Kendra slipped into the ring behind Mabel, and fired a superkick into the back of Mabel’s head! The point of her high heel Just misses piercing the victor’s ear by millimeters, eyes rolling in her head Powers falls flat on her face, not conscious enough to even break her fall. Larue turns to a semi-conscious Cassava struggling to all fours, sinking her talons into Onika’s dyed locks Kendra YANKS the shorty to her unsteady feet. A high-pitched wail goes through her lips as Larue nearly tears her hair out by the roots, that wail doubles in pitch and volume when Kendra rears a leg back and kicks Cassava between the legs with all her strength!
“AAAAAAHHH!!!” Fans are reminded once again of Larue’s power as her kick to Cassava’s kitty takes the Superfan’s feet off the canvas. Onika would have crumbled to a heap if not for Kendra keeping her grip on the Iowan’s hair so Cassava settles for holding her abused center with both hands. A chuckling Kendra bullies Onika’s arms out of the way and places her head between Cassava’s thighs, and wraps her arms around the Superfan’s knees, she stands up draping Cassava upside down like a backpack. The former tag team champion takes three steps forward and jumps in the air, and adjusts her descent so her rump crushes Cassava’s tits when they hit the mat.
SIREN BOMB
www.youtube.com/watch?v=aGEk5ZEZKcM
Kendra looks at Cassava’s gasping mouth and rolled up eyes framed by her long, sinewy legs, “you thought YOU could be the first BMD champion?” she sneered at the rookie’s foolishness, “you’re a bigger loser than any Sanders, you wannabe.”
Cassava tried to retort but “guuhnn..” was the only sound she could manage.
Larue gets off her seat of Onika’s flattened boobs and digs a a pointed heel into Cassava’s belly button, Kendra’s finisher took most of the air and fight out of her, so Cassava couldn’t do much besides moan and weakly push at the invading footwear. After grinding her heel for a bit Kendra stepped off Onika abdomen and starts to pull her up for a taste of her Kendra Krusher.
“Try something when I’m ready for you bitch!” a Mabel bellows across the ring. Having received a third wind, Mabel barrels toward the antagonistic Armenian looking to hit her with an Axe Bomber.
AXE BOMBER
www.youtube.com/watch?v=olO_h1nUVbc
Powers has a perfect Axe Bomber ready to take Kendra’s head off...and it would have had not Larue stepped aside and put Cassava in the line of fire. The dyed blonde is like a pinwheel on a windy day, she is turned inside out by Mabel’s blow. As the mortified fitness icon tends to her, Kendra slips out of the ring, leaving the belt on the apron.
“Bootyshock will have its day with you two real soon,“ Kendra taunts, sashaying up the ramp amidst a rain of boos.
The Fitness Icon stands up and spreads her arms into a wide T, “You want a piece of me? I’d love to see you try!”, before slapping her booty and asking Kendra to bring it as the crowd burst into cheers for the debuting star.
“Introducing first, from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania...She stands five feet, seven inches tall, and weighs in tonight at one hundred and forty pounds...making her debut tonight, MABEL POWERS!”
Mabel Powers
The busty brunette steps out of the curtain and struts to the center of the platform, grinning from ear- to-ear as she runs her fingers down her tall nubile body before bringing them up to flex, gathering some light cheers from the crowd. Her athletic appearance enhanced by the sweat bands on her wrists and head, with her hair neatly tied in a ponytail. Clad in black sports briefs that hardly covered the curve of her glutes and white sports bra that superfluously supported her large, firm breasts. She marched down the ramp in her black wrestling boots completed with black knee pads, happily slapping the hands of fans by the aisle as she does so. Coming to a stop at the ring, she hops onto the apron and slowly slides one leg over the middle rope where she pauses and jiggles her booty a little before moving herself fully into the ring. The arena quickly fills with cheers and cat calls as her outgoing personality (and her sexy frame) quickly helps her build rapport with the fans. She points her jaunty finger into the crowd while touring around the ring, capturing the men’s hearts with her affectionate smile before going into her corner where she (and her assets) bounces about to warm up.
“And her opponent, from Pleasant Valley, Iowa...She stands five feet, two inches tall, and weighs in tonight at one hundred twenty-five pounds...She is the Woman of 1,000 Hip Attacks and the current Buns of Mass Destruction Champion...This is CASSAVA ONIKA!!”
CASSAVA ONIKA
KICKPUNCH BY ADAM WARROCK: www.youtube.com/watch?v=TXma0EkrrYQ
Stepping through the curtain was a short but curvaceous Black woman, playfully dancing along with the music with some mock martial arts, the giant screen above her displaying a chibi anime version of the newcomer; smashing bricks and fighting generic monsters, the entire time the name CASSAVA ONIKA was at the top of the screen in a stylized logo. Dressed in a white beater that showed a hint of belly button, a red bra visible through the thin fabric, keeping her C Cup breasts from flashing the fans as she bounced to and fro. On her wide hips were a pair of white booty shorts that seemed painted on (and a size too small), just above those was a wide leather strap of the BMD title, the nature of belt dictated that the gold be showcased just above it’s holder’s buns Dangling from an empty belt loop on the left side of her shorts is a gold, Kylie Corps brand autograph book with pen compartment. She chooses to wrestle in bare feet like her hero Kylie Sanders once did, that worship clearly bleeding into her wardrobe and choice of hair dye (blonde with pink highlights).
Still at the top of the ramp, Cassava swung her hips into a turn that put her back to the audience, presenting an ass that makes LaKeisha Bates self conscious whether she admits it or not. Doing a quick bump and grind to an appreciative and catcalling audience, if fans thought the recent ambush by Lakeisha would be affecting Onika’s morale they seemed to be sorely mistaken. Cassava dipped low and made her cheeks clap to a suddenly roaring audience before making her way down to the ring, slapping hands along the way.
Handing off the unofficial title to a ring attendant, Cassava rolled under the bottom rope and shadow boxes a little to warm up. As her music died she looked at referee Al Carpenter and grinned mischievously, to everyone surprise she rolled out of the ring and whispered into the announcer’s ear, who bit back a laugh and spoke into the microphone as Cassava re-entered the ring.
“Officiating the match will be referee Al “Classic” Carpenter,” he says to a laughing audience. Al puts his hands on his hips and looks at floor shaking his head as the crowd chants; “CLASS-IC! CAR-PEN-TER! CLASS-IC! CAR-PEN-TER!”
Onika heads to her corner and Al started his pre-match check for foreign objects, “You having fun?” Al asked, halfway caught between amused and bemused while checking her wrists.
“You know you love it,” she answers back cheekily, speaking of; as Carpenter begins to check her ankles Cassava turns to grab the ropes and arch her spankable ass near Carpenter’s face.
“Come on, you know you want to,” teases Onika, shifting foot to foot while audience laughs at their now traditional comedic interaction.
The audience’s taunting rises in volume in tandem to Al’s inching hands. Closer… CLOSER… ALMOS-his hands shoot down and taps Cassava’s legs and ankles like the wings of a humming bird and the ref quickly backs away. The crowd gives off a disappointed groan (mostly in jest) and while Cassava gives a cute pout, then shrugs and assumes the standard ready position for the match as Al finally motions for the bell.
As rings echo out in the arena Mabel confidently walks to center ring and reaches for a handshake, “Hi, Mabel Powers. Big fan of your show,” she says with a bright smile and an air of confidence. Onika takes a second to analyze and she likes what she sees, besides Powers’ large perky breasts... and takes Mabel’s hand in hers.
“Hey, I’m a fan of yours too. I did a couple of reviews of your booty workouts, very effective!”
Mabel lets outs a short but joyous “Ha!” and breaks the handshake, “I know! Each time you did my sales skyrocketed! I sent you some products as a thank you, then you reviewed them, and then I made more money!”
Mabel then checks out Cassava’s body, “Hmmm… but I think you gotta buy my advanced workout package because if you want buns like mine…” Mabel checks her bottom and gives it a light slap, “...you gonna need it!”
Cassava chuckled, “...is that right...,” squinting her eyes as she backed away into a crouch and started circling, Mabel followed suit. “I’ve been super busy the last year and a half. I didn’t know you entered The One True Sport,” she says in a dramatic trailer voice.
Mabel bit back another laugh and inched closer, she liked this spark plug, “felt like it was right time, like what I was building towards and not knowing it, you know?”
The Busty Brunette smirks slightly and sticks out her right hand for a test of strength, “Why don’t we find out?”
“Sure thing.” Onika interlocks her hand with Mabel’s and they repeat with their others. The contrasting duo push against each other, but it isn’t long before Cassava’s ceding ground, slowly but surely Powers forces the smaller woman to touch her head to the matt and bridge her back to avoid going to one knee.
“Nice bridge, I’m sure my workout was responsible for that.” Mabel notes with a hint of smugness, she doesn’t seem to be exerting too much effort, “Anyway, let's test it out.” The brunette newcomer hops onto Onika’s bowed form thighs to thighs while maintaining the grip, Cassava shuddered and grunted but her back held firm. Mabel’s eyebrows raised, “you’ve got a strong core.”
Cassava replies “Thanks,” through clenched teeth.
Mabel hops off and pulls Onika to a standing position, the fitness icon yanks Cassava forward, breaking her grip and wrapping the dyed blonde in a tight bearhug, their chests rolling against each other, competing for the same space. Mabel tightens her noose around the Black woman's midsection, squeezing some air and a whine out of Onika’s mouth. Powers pops her hips for a belly to belly Suplex but Cassava hooks her leg inside Mabel’s blocking the attempt, Mabel tries again only to be thwarted, creating a gifable moment as she smacks her pelvis against Cassava’s. With a dissatisfied grumble Mabel switches her grip to under Onika’s left arm and her right trapezius, and wrenches back in prep to fling Onika across the room with a Biel toss.
Just as Onika’s feet leave the ground the Superfan clamps down on Mabel’s arms, negating the toss and turning it into an enthusiastic swing dance. Quick as a wit Cassava ensnares the well-endowed White woman in a tight elbow and collar tie up, their bellies “slap!” together as Cassava pushes Mabel backward a few steps, but the brunette digs in and halts her progress. Onika starts giving up her earned ground and then some, The Fit Queen sending Cassava on a backward trek with disturbing ease. The dyed blonde’s back hits a corner and Mabel sandwiches her in, letting the smaller woman feel her weight throughout Onika’s body, either incidentally through momentum or as subtle mind game. Referee Al Carpenter begins a count and Mabel breaks cleanly at “2” with a parting pat on Cassava’s shoulder and retreats to center ring.
“Wanna give it another go?” Mabel Smiles and waggles her fingers, Cassava shakes out her arms. “You bet!” Cassava accepts the challenge and immediately lunges at the bigger woman, but she is ready to receive. The pair engages in a lock up once more, and Cassava tries again to prove her strength against the larger adversary. But all is in vain as Mabel’s size and strength proves too hard for the lightweight to overcome, Mabel easily pushes the BMD champion into the corner.
“ONE! TWO! THREE…” Al counts as Powers presses Cassava in the corner. The Busty Brunette releases her hold and raises her arms high, “You did good. Just gotta put in some more squOMPHHHH!”
Cassava quickly delivers a swift kick to the gut of the larger wrestler, doubling her over and placing her face low enough for Cassava to lay a couple of forearms into her face, knocking her a little backwards each time it lands until the pair is in the center of the ring. Cassava snatches Mabel by the wrists and attempts to whip her into the ropes but The Busty Brunette quickly finds a firm footing and counter-whips the Black Hipster into the ropes instead. Cassava pinballs off the ropes back to the center where Mabel stands ready, but Cassava baseball slides between Mabel’s leg and pops back up behind her where she dropkicks Mabel onto all fours, proving that experience beats power.
Mabel rolls onto a seat and chuckled, “Not bad! Not bad at all! I’m starting to love this whole wrestling business.”
Cassava is bouncing foot to foot, keeping ready and making her tits bounce distractingly, “Yeah it can be really fun someti-” she stops off mid-sentence as the fans start freaking out to her left. Walking through the unwashed masses was the Queen of The Jungle, The Siren and now former Tag Team champion of several Mexican promotions, Kendra Larue!
i.imgur.com/LZAuGox.jpg
In a very low-cut dress so shear it was just as likely negligee, Kendra walked through the crowd with a sassy strut, aided by white high heeled, open toed shoes that made her famous and powerful ass mesmerize the crowd with it’s undulations. This former terror of FAWN has not been seen in a while, having spent the last couple of years in various wrestling organizations in Mexico, accumulating tag team championships with Lakeshia Bates, and a successful run as the top champion of a popular Indie outfit. Having successfully stolen the attention of the arena from the in-ring occupants, Larue waves a front row ticket in the air as she takes her seat, the immediate seats surrounding her occupied by a private security team she hired to keep away both her fans and detractors.
A little unevened by the veteran’s appearance but masking it well, a risen Mabel turns to Cassava, “is she going to be a problem?” she asks, pointing a thumb at the newcomer.
Pursing her lips Cassava replies “...Maybe, but I’ll watch your back if you watch mine?”
Powers nods, “deal,” then goes take her head off with a Big Boot!
Big Boot
www.youtube.com/watch?v=N2S1GD_NbIQ
Cassava ducks the boot and slips behind Mabel securing a waistlock looking to being her down, but the taller woman breaks Onika’s clasp and sends her off with an Irish Whip. Cassava sprints and spins, hitting the ropes with her back rebounds to an oncoming Mabel, who has her right arm extended for a clothesline. Again, Cassava ducks the limb turning that height disadvantage to her favour, Cassava sprints to the parallel strands to ricochet off to a waiting Powers. At the last moment Cassava turns looking to smash Mabel with a running hip check that the tall rookie sidesteps letting Onika hit the ropes, but that may have been a mistake as the Hipster bounces of the ropes and hits Mabel with a spear! (hip attack 11)
The crowd pops as Cassava’s shoulder digs into Mabel’s abs making her let out a loud “guh!” but the Fit Queen doesn’t fall, Onika tries to bully her into corner but Mabel plants her feet, wraps her arms around Cassava’s tummy, and flips her onto her right shoulder into a Canadian Backbreaker.
Canadian BackBreaker
www.youtube.com/watch?v=2PJKVJTHDX8
Mabel bounces on the tips of her toes, realigning Cassava’s spine in the process, each movement making the writhing Superfan cry out. Onika’s slight edge in experience meaningless in light of Powers size and height in this moment. The Busty Brunette rotates Cassava on her right shoulder to drape her on both, switching to a more American torture rack.
TORTURE RACK
www.youtube.com/watch?v=YeeGs1-1X3s
“Grah!...Aah!...Rraa!”
With one hand on Cassava’s left leg and the other on her neck, Mabel tries to snap the Online Sensation in half over her shoulders. Walking around the ring, Onika seemed to weigh as much as a bag of leaves to the tall greenhorn. Every other step Mabel gives a slight hop, jarring Cassava’s spine making her give a high-pitched yelp, normally the last member of the Kylie Corps’ loyal fanbase would object to seeing her in pain, but the submission constantly set both Onika’s and Mabel’s juggs a jostling, turning boos into whistles and catcalls. Cassava tries to hook her fingers or toes on a rope, but Powers only got close enough to tease her with salvation, AL Carpenter goes near Cassava’s redding face, “Do you need me to stop this Cassava?”
“Nno...Guh! I got this!”
Hearing that this hold wouldn’t break her spirit, Mabel hops and throws Cassava straight up and switches her grip to the center of Onika’s shorts and her sternum mid-air, and holds the ASSassin above her head. In a crowd-pleasing display of strength, Mabel starts doing reps with the petite grappler, the audience counting along.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
FIVE!
At the sixth rep Mabel winked at the camera, gave Cassava a quick kiss on her belly button, then dropped her, Cassava landing on her stomach, tits, and face.
GORILLA PRESS SLAM
www.youtube.com/watch?v=-cJOlqT-YPI 00:20
Cassava groaned as she clutched her stomach and back, slightly propping up her hip in pain. It felt as if someone just gave her innards a hard tug. Mabel cupped Cassava’s chin and slowly peeled her off the canvas, stretching her free arm out and smiling into crowd.
Keeping the lightweight on her feet, Mabel flexed her arm and rallied the crowd, “THIS IS POWER!”, before smacking a strong Lariat into Cassava’s head/neck, flipping her inside out. The mismatch in size and power was obvious as the Fit Queen flipped the insensate Cassava with the tip of her boot and covered her for the…
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOOOO!!!
Cassava surprised the crowd with a kickout! “I’m impressed...people that get hit with my lariat don’t get up very much.” Mabel chuckled as she lifted Cassava to her feet and pushes her into the corner where she softened her up with a couple of forearms (if she wasn't’ already soft enough) and whipped her into the opposite corner. Cassava turned around and settled into the corner with a THUD. Shortly after, Mabel came charging towards her, turned around and directed her massive hip to Cassava’s midsection, smashing the air out of her gut with an “OMMMPHFFF”. Cassava stumbled a few steps forward before dropping onto a seat in the corner. Mabel gave her hip a slap and pointed into the crowd with a “YEAH!”.
The crowd roars in response! Doesn’t matter if you’re the most hated woman on the roster or the victim is the most beloved, everyone loves a stinkface. Running back to a slumped Cassava, Mabel turns and RAMS her expertly firmed posterior into Cassava’s face! Nearly whiplashing her neck over the bottom buckle, Onika turned her head just in time to stop her face from Parting Powers’ cheeks like the red sea.
ASSTATICS
www.youtube.com/watch?v=NsI3HqGDAmQ 00:34
Mabel grabbed the top ropes, lowered her hips and popped that booty into Onika’s face one, two, three times, then she really ground it in with a side-to-side motion. Making sure Cassava feel her taut cheeks through the black fabric of her briefs.
“Feel that firmness!” Mabel yelled as the ref started his count,“ you can achieve that too with only 30 minutes a day!”
Powers finally breaks away, letting a greasy faced Onika gasp for air as she flexes a bicep to her growing fanbase. Mabel walks back to a deflated Superfan pulls her to a standing position by wrists after a few tugs, “when you wake up let’s trade contact info.”
Powers drops Onika’s left wrist and extends her own left arm looking to decapitate the Online Sensation with a Short Arm Clothesline.
SHORT ARM CLOTHESLINE
www.youtube.com/watch?v=16424405kY4
Slap!
“AH!”
As the Marvelous Mabel neared Cassava high kicked her in the left bicep cutting the clothesline short, then struck the heel of her palm at the bottom of Powers’ chin, breaking Mabel’s hold and stunning her in the same moment. Onika takes a moment center herself after taking so much abuse from the Fitness Icon, then steps forward a straight right punch aimed for Mabel’s nose. The Busty Brunette sees Cassava’s tiny fist coming and leans her head back to avoid-MABEL IS ON THE GROUND IN A DAZE!
KUZUSHI WAZA
www.youtube.com/watch?v=CQr950AhbRE 4:26
Cassava’s putting her karate training to good use as Mabel falls for her feint quite literally. As Onika’s punch missed Mabel’s face by centimeters her right leg slipped behind Powers’ stems and used her punching arm to topple the rookie over her leg, Mabel landing ungainly on her right hip. Before the brunette fully registers, she’s on the mat Onika goes to one knee SPIKING a hard left into her cheek.
“You got some good assets, but it looks like I have to show you how to use them,” Cassava says firmly as she straightens up. Mabel and the FAWN audience were about to learn that trying to out-booty Onika was like chopping a Bloodwind... a bad idea.
Kylie’s Number One Fan runs to the right-side ropes, hitting the cables she speeds back to her staggered opponent, leaps up and concaves Mabel’s chest with her backside.
“Gooh!”
“That’s one.”
Mabel’s knees pull up instinctively after the butt-bardement, Cassava pushes them down after she rises from Powers’ form. Cassava rushes to strands on Mabel’s left, rebounds off them and drops her ass again on Mabel’s gurls, making a plus sign with their hills.
“Grraogh”
“That’s two.”
The woman of 1000 hip attacks practically kips up off Mabel’s broken body and runs to the ropes by Mabel’s head, bounces off and goes for a three-peat.
“Gah!”
“That’s Three.”
Then finishes her tour of the ring with the only untouched set of ropes for a four-peat.
“Uuh”
“That’s four,” Cassava says, a little smug. She noted Mabel’s reaction became weaker with each hit but having felt the Pennsylvanian’s strength, she knew a pin attempt would be a waste of time. Instead she runs to the Southwest corner post and leaps to the top buckle unassisted by the ropes, a feat gathers applause from the fans, she jumps from that precipice reaching Shea London height, does a mid-air split and DROPS her ass onto Mabel like a pair of meteors from Heaven!
BOMBS AWAY (Hip attack 50)
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wq58qvVhxv4&list=PLeRPsdtvusXikFAlFp0SFvMOT6E8kSips&t=0s&index=266
Mabel made a noise that was a mix between a dog being stepped on and the air being let out of a balloon, Cassava flattened her like Wile E. Coyote and a boulder. She would have flipped over onto her stomach if not for Onika keeping her seat on Mabel’s breasts, her bronze legs framing The Fit Queen’s gagging face. Seeing that Powers’ was near matchbooked, Cassava hooks her arms around Mabel's hanging legs and bears down for the pin, her crotch just under the White woman’s chin.
ONE!
TWO!
THREENOOO!!!
With 0.00001 seconds to spare Mabel gets a shoulder up, dislodging Onika’s body from hers.
“That’s pretty good!” Mabel muttered tiredly. “But not good enough!” Mabel wiped the sweat off her brows as she slowly struggled to her feet seconds behind the Online Sensation. Cassava quickly hits the ropes and returns with her hips pointed towards Mabel’s chest. But Mabel was ready to receive! She grabs a hold of Cassava’s thighs and planted her face first into the canvas from a wheelbarrow position!
WHEELBARROW FACEBUSTER
www.youtube.com/watch?v=RG3P6jihDXY
Cassava’s face ricocheted from the canvas, giving a glimpse of her pained expression. The Fit Queen skipped the cover but instead, pushed herself to her feet and wrapped her arms around the waist of the deadweight. With a powerful shout, Powers deadlifted the Hipster from the deck and hauled her over with a sick German Suplex!
DEADLIFT GERMAN SUPLEX
www.youtube.com/watch?v=agzNMHrmbgo
The Busty Brunette tipped her toes and thrusted her hips up in a single motion, forming a bridge to press Cassava’s shoulders down for…
ONE!
TWO!
THREEENOOOOO!!!
Cassava bucked out of the pin with milliseconds to spare and flipped onto her belly. Mabel was disappointed, but not discouraged. The Pennsylvanian marched her way to the corner and cautiously ascended to the top turnbuckle. Finding her balance, she slowly erected herself, she flexed her right bicep and gave it a kiss before leaping into the air and smashed her right elbow into the small of Cassava’s back sending a tidal wave of pain through her spinal column. Mabel flipped Onika over and pressed laterally across her body for the…
TOP ROPE ELBOW DROP
www.youtube.com/watch?v=GFfq3BkOBC4
ONE!
TWO!
THREENNOOOO!!!
Cassava denied Mabel the victory once more! “Damn! You are tough girl!” Mabel exclaimed. Cassava uttered no response other that letting out painful groans. The Fitness Icon flipped Cassava over and tucked both her legs under her arms, pulling them back as her heavy body sat over the small of her back!
BOSTON CRAB
www.youtube.com/watch?v=VrvZWrC9Ayk
“GIVE IT UP CASSAVA! I DON’T WANT TO BREAK YOU! JUST GIVE UP NOW AND KEEP YOUR CAREER RUNNING!” Mabel issued words of advice as she continued to yank her legs back! Cassava tries to not to let on how much pain she’s in, but Mabel’s earlier focus on her back made impossible not to yell each time Powers’ leaned further back. The cameraman got a great shot of Mabel’s firm, shapely ass hovering ominously Onika’s head, it would later be a double page spread in Gladiatrix issue covering Mabel’s debut. Al Carpenter kneels by Cassava’s pain scrunched face and asks if she submits.
“NNOO!” Cassava practically screams her rejection at the official and works her palms flat on the canvas, if she beat Beckett clean, she can beat this newbie! With a growl of defiance, the Online Sensation pushes off the mat and starts drrrraaging herself to the ropes. The weight of the exercise icon on her back and the distance from the strands making it a slow and painful process, the enthralled crowd chanting in encouragement.
CA-SSA-VA!!
CA-SSA-VA!!
CA-SSA-VA!!
Seeing that the crab wasn’t doing the trick, Mabel eases the hold a bit so she can let go of Onika’s legs while dropping her butt on the base of the Iowan’s spine, Cassava’s face taking the brunt of her fall. Cassava checks if her nose is broken as Powers’ spins to face the back of Onika’s head and cinches in a Camel Clutch.
CAMEL CLUTCH
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ma9N3a0S0j4
“GGRRRGG!!”
“JUST GIVE CASSAVA! NO SHAME IN LOSING TO A GREAT WRESTLER LIKE ME!”
Cassava would have made a retort to that backhanded self-compliment, but with Mabel’s hands under her chin cranking her neck, any sound she made became a high pitched whine through her clenched jaws. Powers’ showing a strong sense for the ring despite her brief time between the ropes, directing most of her offense at Onika’s back, gradually weakening it for an impressive tap victory for her debut, if she could get the dyed blonde battler to submit.
“How’re you feeling Cass? You have to tell me to stop this before you get hurt,” Al implores Cassava to think of her future but she waves him off, Sanders don’t give up and neither will she. Luckily there were a few factors in The Superfan’s favour; Cassava’s earlier butt-barrage sapped a good portion of Mabel’s strength, so while the Pennsylvanian’s hold was painful, Onika still could inch toward the ropes. Which brought us to the second factor, Mabel’s inexperience showed in that she didn't pull Cassava back to where they started to get the most out of her clutch. Seeing that salvation was less than a foot and half away, Onika slowly powered to her knees, carrying Powers’ weight and lurched into the cables forcing a break.
“Aah, gawd dammit,“ Mabel breathed as she stepped away from her straddle of Onika’s upper back, and gave her some room, standing hunched over near canvas middle, hands on knees. Cassava used the red strands as a ladder to get to her feet and placed a hand at the small of her aching back, the crowd gave an applause for both wrestlers efforts.
After getting a quick breather Mabel grabs Cassava by the wrist and shoulder and looks to send her away with an Irish Whip, but Cassava reverses, and Mabel reverses that! Dropping to one knee to really put some “oopmf” in that whip, Mabel sends the smaller woman speeding to a bone rattling collision with the buckles. The Caliyphegan Combatant just manages to save her tits from unsightly bruises by turning and taking the crash with her abused back, making her scream. So forceful was Mabel’s swing Cassava had to loop her arms over the top ropes to keep from falling flat on her face.
“Sweet Kylie! I’ll be feeling that for a week!” hissed Onika, looking up at the lights. She looked down just in time to The Busty Brunette barreling down, looking to turn Cassava’s body into a fine mist with a corner splash!
CORNER SPLASH
www.youtube.com/watch?v=_t9pPVcAQfo
“Get ready for a 10-k in 5 steps!” Mabel runs with the full might of a New York marathon at Cassava Onika’s soon to be flattened body, leaping into the air to give the Iowan a pair of black eyes, courtesy of her robust breasts firmed by years of dumbbell pullovers. At least that was the plan... as she started her descent Cassava hopped onto the bottom ropes and bounced hard to the left leaving the corner vacant. Mabel had time for a quick “AAH!” before the top buckle uppercuts her boobs, nearly slapping them against her chin! Mabel crosses her arms against her knocked about knockers and staggers away, groaning and hunched over.
“Oh my poor cyckis,” Mabel lets a little of her heritage show in unguarded moments, which her opponent takes full advantage of tonight as Cassava fires a strong kick into the Polish woman's abdomen, Cassava’s big toe briefly entering Powers’ navel.
“Gooah!”
Mabel’s arms drop from her chest to her stomach as she doubles over, Cassava turns her back to her bent foe and slips her arms under Mabel’s pits and forces the Caucasian’s arms up by the wrists, while resting her glutes on the back of Mabel’s neck. Cassava lets the FAWN newcomer struggle for a moment to let the significance of this position sink in the spectator’s minds, then drops to her knees SLAMming Mabel’s face into the thinly covered plywood that made up the ring. A variation on the pedigree known as Lakeisha Bates’ Kiss Canvas Bitch (hip attack 683).
The audience roars at the shot from the young rookie at the woman who was her idol’s nemesis, and her spiritual predecessor. Cassava forgoes an immediate pin to look directly into the camera, “Thought they should this move done properly for once.” All of a sudden the air fills with boos and catcalling, confusing Onika. she hadn’t done anything that crossed a line did she?
“What? What I’d…”
Cassava turns her head back and forth to see how she offended the fans, and saw the source of the commotion, Kendra Larue had left her seat surrounded by her private security team, and had pilfered Cassava’s Buns of Mass Destruction title from the attendant’s area (kicking him in the plums just for the hell of it), and strode with it near the entrance ramp. Cinching it around her waist like it was meant to be there, a camera got a good close-up of Larue’s famous and practically naked ass with the gold resting at the top of her glutes. Looking over her shoulder Kendra patted the belt with one hand while the other smoothed the material on her rear, as making sure Cassava could see her superior buns as clearly as possible.
“HEY! HAS-BEEN!! GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY TITLE!” The enraged Onika stomped over and gripped the top rope so hard her knuckles whitened, “IF YOU WANT A SHOT, GET IN LINE BEHIND THE LOPSIDED ASS OF YOUR MENTOR, LAKEISHA!”
Kendra gives a little smirk, “you may as well just hand it to me now, Kylie-lite”
As Onika berated the arrogant Armenian, Mabel got onto her feet and spun her opponent around 180 degrees, and slipped her head and shoulder under Cassava’s right arm put her own right arm across the smaller woman’s neck. Cassava gasped in surprise but there wasn’t much time for her to struggle. She soon felt her feet lift off the ground and into the air, before dropping back and neck first into the canvas!
FULLY LOADED
www.youtube.com/watch?v=4Ll6WXfbkis
Cassava popped up slightly, clutching the back of her head in pain. Mabel pulled Cassava’s face into her full bosom and folded one of Cassava’s arms backwards, effectively trapping her arm, leaving her one to tap the canvas. This modified Anaconda Vice/Front Sleeper hybrid became what was known in the indie circles as The Booby Trap.
“TAP CASSAVA!” Mabel demanded as Onika’s free arm flailed in the air, searching for the ropes, she refused to submit to an imitation (if perfect) of her Smothered Chicken submission hold.
Mabel pressed her features even deeper, effectively cutting air supply to her opponent with her supple globes. Cassava’s actions slowed, partly due to exhaustion and parts cumulative pain and suffocation. The pain from her wrenched shoulder makes Cassava want to scream but when her mouth widens its filled instantly with the silky skin of Mabel’s breasts. Her free arm goes limp and drops onto the mat. The zebra quickly goes onto canvas and lifts Onika’s arm, one, two…. And three.
DING DING DING!
“And your winner of this match, via knockout! MABEL POWERS!”
Mabel released the hold upon hearing the announcement, patted Cassava’s gulping belly as she took in oxygen and stood up, allowing Al to raise her arm. The fans were completely head over heels for Powers after her successful debut. In response, she pointed to the crowd and winked.
“Some debut huh! Wait till you see what I do neEEUGH!!”
Kendra slipped into the ring behind Mabel, and fired a superkick into the back of Mabel’s head! The point of her high heel Just misses piercing the victor’s ear by millimeters, eyes rolling in her head Powers falls flat on her face, not conscious enough to even break her fall. Larue turns to a semi-conscious Cassava struggling to all fours, sinking her talons into Onika’s dyed locks Kendra YANKS the shorty to her unsteady feet. A high-pitched wail goes through her lips as Larue nearly tears her hair out by the roots, that wail doubles in pitch and volume when Kendra rears a leg back and kicks Cassava between the legs with all her strength!
“AAAAAAHHH!!!” Fans are reminded once again of Larue’s power as her kick to Cassava’s kitty takes the Superfan’s feet off the canvas. Onika would have crumbled to a heap if not for Kendra keeping her grip on the Iowan’s hair so Cassava settles for holding her abused center with both hands. A chuckling Kendra bullies Onika’s arms out of the way and places her head between Cassava’s thighs, and wraps her arms around the Superfan’s knees, she stands up draping Cassava upside down like a backpack. The former tag team champion takes three steps forward and jumps in the air, and adjusts her descent so her rump crushes Cassava’s tits when they hit the mat.
SIREN BOMB
www.youtube.com/watch?v=aGEk5ZEZKcM
Kendra looks at Cassava’s gasping mouth and rolled up eyes framed by her long, sinewy legs, “you thought YOU could be the first BMD champion?” she sneered at the rookie’s foolishness, “you’re a bigger loser than any Sanders, you wannabe.”
Cassava tried to retort but “guuhnn..” was the only sound she could manage.
Larue gets off her seat of Onika’s flattened boobs and digs a a pointed heel into Cassava’s belly button, Kendra’s finisher took most of the air and fight out of her, so Cassava couldn’t do much besides moan and weakly push at the invading footwear. After grinding her heel for a bit Kendra stepped off Onika abdomen and starts to pull her up for a taste of her Kendra Krusher.
“Try something when I’m ready for you bitch!” a Mabel bellows across the ring. Having received a third wind, Mabel barrels toward the antagonistic Armenian looking to hit her with an Axe Bomber.
AXE BOMBER
www.youtube.com/watch?v=olO_h1nUVbc
Powers has a perfect Axe Bomber ready to take Kendra’s head off...and it would have had not Larue stepped aside and put Cassava in the line of fire. The dyed blonde is like a pinwheel on a windy day, she is turned inside out by Mabel’s blow. As the mortified fitness icon tends to her, Kendra slips out of the ring, leaving the belt on the apron.
“Bootyshock will have its day with you two real soon,“ Kendra taunts, sashaying up the ramp amidst a rain of boos.
The Fitness Icon stands up and spreads her arms into a wide T, “You want a piece of me? I’d love to see you try!”, before slapping her booty and asking Kendra to bring it as the crowd burst into cheers for the debuting star.