Post by dsb on May 13, 2019 18:13:01 GMT
“AAAAIIIEEEE!!!”
Cassava Onika let loose an ear shriveling shriek as Lakeisha pulls on her wrists for all she’s worth; feet kicking in the air wildly, Cassava’s is anchored to the mat by her hair. Lakeisha’s gold boots placed firmly on her blonde and pink mane, risking a scalping with every tug. Kendra Larue watches from the apron in Bootyshock’s corner tittering, amused by the tears threatening to roll down the rookie’s cheeks.
www.youtube.com/embed/Zd6Jw7PJJoU?start=145
CASSAVA ONIKA
RING GEAR- White tank top with red bra, white short shorts
LAKEISHA BATES
RING GEAR- Gold bikini bottoms with matching bandeau top, black edging on both
KENDRA LARUE
RING GEAR- Thong bikini with halter top, colors of Mexico’s flag
“I’ll tell you what, you start beggin me to hurt you and I promise to not to snatch you bald before the match is over.” Lakeisha teased. Doubling down on her grip the FAWN legends pulls so hard the official worries her arms might pop out of her sockets; Cassava actually loses a hair or two Lakeisha’s sadistic mind. The first few rows of FAWNATICS flinch when Cassava’s screams hit the high notes. Letting go of the rookie’s arms Bates lets Onika roll to the apron massaging her scalp and shoulders, while she saunters off to tag Kendra in.
“Oww, gawd dammit,” Cassava whined, checking for any bald spots. This has been a bad week. Bethany Christian stated that she won’t be allowed to defend the BMD belt until she gets a win against Bootyshock then her house show match against Mabel Powers went to a time limit draw. The match started out pretty good, Cassava attacked them while they were doing their stupid entrance on the second rope; knocking Kendra to the padded concrete and crotching Lakeisha on the strand. From there The Milk Chocolate Mauler dominated the opening minutes of the bout, never letting Lakeisha get her footing and keeping her separated from her partner, even knocking Kendra off the apron when the opportunity presented itself.
Cassava is too fed up to play nice with these bitches.
But then the tide turned. Running to the ropes to add some extra “oomph” to a hip attack, Larue slipped behind her slamming an elbow to the back of Onika’s head; staggering her long enough for a ring shaking reverse pedigree from Lakeisha copyrighted as the Kiss Canvas Bitch! After that it was all Bootyshock, all the time. Flattering Cassava with double team after double team, and a manifold of power moves. Onika has been smashed, splashed, thrown, body slammed, and twisted into knots.
Shakily, Cassava gets to her knees climbing the ropes like a ladder. She mutters under her breath,” I’m gonna get you bitches back as soon get my second wicculk!!”
“I’m sorry, what was that?” Kendra rhetorically asked, crushing Onika’s windpipe between the second rope and her toned right thigh.
Soaking in Cassava’s flailing and the boos of the crowd, Kendra choked the wannabe for a four count that was, quite frankly, much longer than four. Getting off her squirming seat Kendra places her hands-on Cassava’s cheeks (the ones on her face) and pushes her between the ropes; pulling up so the middle cable digs into Onika’s stomach and the top presses against her shoulder blades. The Jungle Queen grabs as much of Onika’s gold and pink coif as possible, Kendra goes buns to buns with Lakeisha Lite, and to all intents and purposes tries to tear the rookie’s head off. Arching the screaming Cassava in a sickening curve, Kendra’s biceps bulge with feminine power in the tortuous effort to rip out this loser’s hair.
www.youtube.com/embed/Zd6Jw7PJJoU?start=162
“AAAAIIIEEEE!!! AAAH! AAAH!”
OH GOD THIS HURTS SO MUCH MORE THAN IT LOOKS is Cassava’s only coherent thought as she claws fruitlessly at her head’s crown. What people don’t realize about moves like this is that besides being far more painful than expected, it also puts a serious strain on the victim’s neck, making a catty maneuver a potential game changer. Giving in the ref’s demands after on more yank and a tawdry hip swivel that rubs her marvelous glutes against Onika’s, Kendra let go of the Superfan’s hair; letting her double whimpering as she tenderly massaged her abused pate. Reveling in the FAWNATICS unrestrained revulsion, Kendra twirls a lock of Cassava’s hair that tore loose as strolls a circuit of the ring. Nearing her starting point, she sees Cassava has pulled herself from the false safety of the ropes and is chest first against a turnbuckle still touching her tortured coif. Kendra pulls back a hissing Cassava by the hair looking to smash her face in to the top buckle but eats a back elbow for her effort. Free from the Jungle Queen’s grasp the Superfan leans forward and grabs the top ropes of the corner, pulls her knees into her chest and pumps her bare feet into Larue’s tits, setting them a-wobble in their cups and Kendra stumbling backwards.
Kylie’s Number One Fan drops to a quick three-point stance and sprints away burying a shoulder into Kendra’s gut! Kendra’s boots leave the mat, she falls back first, getting a small bounce off her well-padded rear. Cassava somersaults through the collision getting to her feet, runs to the ropes by her left and rebounds off them to land a running leg drop across Kendra’s gurls.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=slskR9VpbRE
Cassava takes a spasming Larue’s knees and pulls them in for a tight back press that raises the Armenian’s ass to the lights, but Kendra escapes with a count of one and one half. Undeterred, Onika runs ahead and leaps on the bottom rope, turning mid flight to keep eyes on the prostrate Bootyshocker, she springboards up and gives Kendra a taste of her skin the hard way with a knee drop.
MICRO TRANSGRESSION
www.youtube.com/watch?v=-RFossdjWFo
The blow to the head convincing Larue to get back in the fight she lumbers to one knee, seeing this Onika runs full speed to her 3rd set of ropes in under a minute, her bare feet slapping against the canvas to get some oomph behind a standard, yet deceptively powerful butt smash that connects with Kendra’s cheek, sending her head rocketing to the side with her body trailing soon after. On the apron Lakeisha winces, seeing up close the damage contained in Cassava’s cheeks, she has no inclination to experience it herself.
www.youtube.com/embed/wMRwKRuVz_g?start=6
Feeling a second wind beginning to blow, Onika pulls a groggy Kendra to her feet and sends her away with an Irish whip, the moment Kendra twangs off the ropes, she eats a forearm from Cassava, who was hot on her heels the moment she let go. Kendra grunts, feeling her teeth shiver and throws an arm over the top rope to keep from falling; an unnecessary precaution with Cassava palming the back of her head and taking three, swift long-legged strides and leaping into the air for a bulldog that drives Larue’s coconut into the canvas like a railroad spike.
Kipping up, Cassava lets out a “Yeah!” that gets a cheer from the crowd and a sneer from Lakeisha, but hat sneer turns into a smile when Kendra grabs the rookie’s ankles and pulls her legs out, leading to a quick and dirty pratfall for the resurging Onika. Deciding its time for a break (from her ass kicking) Larue starts crawling toward her corner, Kendra’s barely covered buns causing heart palpitations from those in attendance with their undulations. Lakeisha sticks a hand out as far as she can while holding on to the tag rope, eager to teach this no talent rookie some manners.
“Come on girl! Tag me in! Let’s butt this rookie ouMMPH!”
So focused was Lakeisha on her currently quadrupedal partner she didn’t notice Onika get up, scurry over, place a foot on Kendra’s back as a launch point to leap high into air and blast Bates in the face with her right hip! The FAWN legend falls awkwardly and painfully; ricocheting off the steel steps with one side of her body and landing on the thinly padded concrete with the other.
HIP ATTACK 90 (Closest approximation)
www.youtube.com/watch?v=cvAbsRgx2aY
Cassava lands with much more style; after giving Lakeisha a sneak peek at her future under her ass, the Milk Chocolate Mauler hits the top ropes with her legs and rear, and rebounds into a corkscrew leg drop that lands like a guillotine on Larue’s neck. The Jungle Queen lies face down, a foot spasming as Cassava slowly gets upright, fighting the dizziness that came and the uncharacteristically acrobatic move. Shaking her head clear of the swirls Onika could hear the FAWNATICS chant “CA-SSA-VA! CA-SSA-VA!” and she could feel herself being powered by the love of her personal Corps. She takes Kendra by an arm and leg and drraaggss her into the crash pad position for the Bootyshock corner, the movement giving Larue a slight wedgie and displaced her bikini top. The feel of her nipples skidding across the rough canvas rousing the former Mexican champion to consciousness with a hiss. The Iowan flips Kendra onto her back and steps to the corner.
“You should have stayed in Mexico, dumpty. You were safer there,” with that statement Cassava turns and ascends the ropes for a Classic Kylie Sanders Moonsault. Standing on the juncture of ropes she raises her arms for a quick salute to the fans before-
“AIEE!!!”
An embarrassed and enraged Lakeisha pulls away Cassava’s feet, making the rookie stop, drop and crotch herself on the steel turnbuckle. The dyed blonde lets out a high-pitched shriek that cuts itself off as quickly as it begins, her face twisted in pain and mouth frozen in an ‘O’. Onika’s hands tremble (along with the rest of her body) inch down her body as Lakeisha takes her feet ties them into a knot under the connecting steel of the top turnbuckle, it unclear whether Cassava just doesn’t care or can’t feel what Bates is doing with the lighting coming from her hurting flower overriding her brain.
“Thought you were funny huh? Cheapshoting me? Let's hear you laugh, bitch! LAUGH!”
An almost manic Lakeisha pushes The Woman of 1000 Hip Attacks down, trapping her in a tree of woe. Instead of sliding into the ring for the standard belly punishment or rarer low blow (technically hi blow) Bates shows some innovation by continuing Cassava’s earlier follicle abuse. Latching onto the wannabe’s dangling hair from the outside with both hands Lakeisha leans back with all her weight, working her neck at a dangerous angle and risking a serious scalping.
www.youtube.com/embed/Zd6Jw7PJJoU?start=341
“AAAH!!! AAA!! AA!”
Emitting animalistic type shrieks Cassava reaches out behind her sticking her arms straight out behind her through the ring ropes looking to claw Lakeisha’s arms off her hair, but their positions and the steel pillar proved too strong an obstacle. Only ceasing after the referee threaten to DQ her “Counts be damned!” Lakeisha came away with a few gold and pink locks, cackling she twirls them in the air and throws it at some furious fans in the front row wearing FAWN FINDS t-shirts.
Nearly sobbing from relief, Cassava tenderly touches her hair, still upside down in the turnbuckles as a recovered Kendra approaches. The multi-champion grits her teeth and starts swinging heavy fists into Onika’s paunch, her pace ramping up from a steady tempo to a storm as she lets her frustration out on the rookie too stubborn to admit when she’s beaten. Cassava lets out a “guh!” or “gooh!” each time one of Larue’s powerful punches digs into her middle, and an “Oooompft! When Kendra grabs the top ropes while taking a boot off the mat to stomp at Cassava’s navel. Knowing she shouldn’t but unable to stop herself, Cassava crunches her abs in response to the stomach pounding, folding herself into a into a backwards ‘J’, Onika’s heads and shoulders pointing towards Kendra.
Seeing that it Go Time, Kendra quickly retreats to center ring then stomps back to the corner like a freight train. Dancing up the ropes like a woman half her size, Larue bounces off the highest strand into the air turns and drops dat ass into Cassava’s chest!
ASSALANCHE
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Up5GpX6u7zk
The Milk Chocolate Mauler is slammed straight by Kendra’s curves, knocking her upper back against the middle turnbuckles, her bodily tension that of a wet noodle Onika would slide into a matchbook if not for Kendra acting swiftly, retying Cassava’s stems into a knot. The official voices his complaints and goes to free the dyed blonde, but withers under Kendra emasculating glare. Kenda circles the ring, giving her infamous and Pinterest crashing ass double handed slaps either to taunt Cassava or tease the crowd, either way at calls and whistles spring from the formerly disapproving crowd. The Jungle Queen’s sprints back to the corner and CRUSHES Onika with her medicine ball of an ass with a hip attack, jarring Cassava loose so falls into a puddle on the canvas, hugging her middle.
RUNNING BUTT SMASH
www.youtube.com/watch?v=N7bmuCE2KB0
A smiling Lakeisha, done antagonizing the spectators, climbs the steel steps to Bootyshock’s corner, “Think the wannabooty is ready for bed?”
Kendra almost says yes but ponders it for a moment, “one sec…”
She pulls Cassava from fetal position to standing via a hair pull that hurt FAR more than it usually would, and slips her head between the smaller woman's legs. Wrapping her arms around Cassava’s knees Kendra stands up; draping the rookie down her back like a cape, taking a spiteful moment to wiggle her ass into her victim’s face before taking three giant steps and leaping into the air. At their apex Kendra lets go of Onika’s stems while scooting back, making sure her battle honed but entirely spankable ass had a suitable landing pad, in this case Cassava’s tits.
SIREN BOMB
www.youtube.com/watch?v=aGEk5ZEZKcM
A shudder passes through the Superfan’s breathless body as she crushed beneath Larue’s back porch, she briefly folded into a ‘C’ before collapsing into a starfish.
“Now she’s ready,” Kendra bears down and swivels her hips in a tight figure eight to grind her superiority into Onika’s chest before rolling off the rookie. She sashays over to her long-time mentor, partner, and best friend and tags her in. Lakeisha steps over the second rope but Larue stays in the ring.
Once she’s in LK rolls her shoulders sending a crowd-pleasing bounce through her top, “what we thinkin’? Butt-astrophe?”
“Good for me.”
The Callipygian move to the still senseless Cassava and pulls her to a sitting position; sitting on her haunches, arms at her sides and head bowed Cassava is dead to the world and can be pinned at any moment, but Bootyshock wants the match end on high note. Bates runs to ropes Onika faces while Kendra heads behind her, looking rebound off them for a concussive glute sandwich, their backs hit the strands simultaneously-
𝅘𝅥𝅱𝅘𝅥𝅲WHAT HAVE I BECOME? NOW THAT I’VE BETRAYED...𝆔𝆕
To the shock of the arena Cassandra Beckett has erupted through the curtain and is tearing down the ramp dressed in her ring gear. A black leather halter top with a star shaped boob window with gold trim and black leather short-shorts, the word BITCH written across the back, and black boots on her feet.
CASSANDRA BECKETT
This new development halt Bootyshock mid finisher as they stare in puzzlement at the former terror of the indies sliding into the in ring.
Larue steps forward, “Beckett can you wait two minutes? We’reaAAH!”
The moment Cassandra got to her feet she leapt onto Kendra with a Lou Thez Press and started rapid firing punches into the Mexican Champion’s head.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=J3FaCsjYICY
“WHAT THE FUCK, BITCH!?”
The bell ringing out a disqualification, Lakeisha is wide eyed and furious as she goes to tear Beckett off her partner, only to fall flat on face when Cassava grabs her ankles! Lakeisha immediately gets up holding her faces turn around to beat some rookie ass… only to eat it instead! Cassava got up moments before Bates and leapt into a Hip attack that knocked Lakeisha onto hers.
HIP ATTACK (N0 PIN)
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ej6HdicNzH0
Kendra gets herself free from Arizona’s Most Wanted with a well-timed eye claw and an elbow to the face. Seeing her booty buddy is in dire straits she gets up and starts swinging haymakers, but Onika’s got a third wind and is moving like a butterfly. Dodging Larue’s third punch, she dips and slips her head between Larue’s thighs, then stands up, hops into the air and falls to her to knees, force feeding Larue some Cake!
UPSIDE DOWN CAKE- AXE GUILLOTINE DRIVER
www.youtube.com/embed/IOlyOyXCMQo?start=63
While Cassava rises and kicks an insensate Kendra under the bottom rope and out of the ring, Cassandra Beckett pulls a still blinking Bates to her feet, by her gold top. Pulling the legend close Beckett growls “That’s QUEEN bitch, skank!” then flips her off before doubling her over with a toe kick, Beck turns her back to Bates, grasps the back of Lakeisha’s head and drops to a seat, checking the Fort Worth Native’s chin on her shoulder.
BITCH BREAKER
www.youtube.com/watch?v=UOVgfzO3npg
Bates is rocked so hard she’s basically a dishrag by the time she hits the ground, Cassandra wants to follow up by stomping a proverbial mudhole into her chest but The Nubian Queen is dragged to safety by her partner under the bottom rope. Carrying Lakeisha’s weight with one arm on her hip and the other stringing Lakeisha’s arm over the back over her neck, Kendra shambles up the ramp, thinking even odds are not in their favour. With the threat gone Cassandra and Cassava look at each other a little awkwardly, neither expected to see the other today or even again after their cathartic last meeting.
“Hey....thanks for the save,” Cassava expressed with a slight wheeze, a little out of breath from the match.
“N-no problem” Cassandra seemed a little unsure of what to do with her hands, she placed them on her hips then tried to put them in pockets that didn’t exist.
“I saw you were having trouble with those two, and I thought you could use some help… if you want my help, that is?”
Cassava was silent for a moment that for Beckett, seemed to stretch on forever, “Yeah. Yeah, thanks I could use your help. Wanna talk about this in the back?”
Cassandra breaks out in a big smile like she just won the lottery, her heart jumped into her stomach for a moment. Cassava not only accepted her help but invited her to the locker room to talk further, “yeah, that sounds good.”
The unlikely pair exit the ring and go up the ramp, a sight a little more than a year ago that would have been considered a fantasy.
Cassava Onika let loose an ear shriveling shriek as Lakeisha pulls on her wrists for all she’s worth; feet kicking in the air wildly, Cassava’s is anchored to the mat by her hair. Lakeisha’s gold boots placed firmly on her blonde and pink mane, risking a scalping with every tug. Kendra Larue watches from the apron in Bootyshock’s corner tittering, amused by the tears threatening to roll down the rookie’s cheeks.
www.youtube.com/embed/Zd6Jw7PJJoU?start=145
CASSAVA ONIKA
RING GEAR- White tank top with red bra, white short shorts
LAKEISHA BATES
RING GEAR- Gold bikini bottoms with matching bandeau top, black edging on both
KENDRA LARUE
RING GEAR- Thong bikini with halter top, colors of Mexico’s flag
“I’ll tell you what, you start beggin me to hurt you and I promise to not to snatch you bald before the match is over.” Lakeisha teased. Doubling down on her grip the FAWN legends pulls so hard the official worries her arms might pop out of her sockets; Cassava actually loses a hair or two Lakeisha’s sadistic mind. The first few rows of FAWNATICS flinch when Cassava’s screams hit the high notes. Letting go of the rookie’s arms Bates lets Onika roll to the apron massaging her scalp and shoulders, while she saunters off to tag Kendra in.
“Oww, gawd dammit,” Cassava whined, checking for any bald spots. This has been a bad week. Bethany Christian stated that she won’t be allowed to defend the BMD belt until she gets a win against Bootyshock then her house show match against Mabel Powers went to a time limit draw. The match started out pretty good, Cassava attacked them while they were doing their stupid entrance on the second rope; knocking Kendra to the padded concrete and crotching Lakeisha on the strand. From there The Milk Chocolate Mauler dominated the opening minutes of the bout, never letting Lakeisha get her footing and keeping her separated from her partner, even knocking Kendra off the apron when the opportunity presented itself.
Cassava is too fed up to play nice with these bitches.
But then the tide turned. Running to the ropes to add some extra “oomph” to a hip attack, Larue slipped behind her slamming an elbow to the back of Onika’s head; staggering her long enough for a ring shaking reverse pedigree from Lakeisha copyrighted as the Kiss Canvas Bitch! After that it was all Bootyshock, all the time. Flattering Cassava with double team after double team, and a manifold of power moves. Onika has been smashed, splashed, thrown, body slammed, and twisted into knots.
Shakily, Cassava gets to her knees climbing the ropes like a ladder. She mutters under her breath,” I’m gonna get you bitches back as soon get my second wicculk!!”
“I’m sorry, what was that?” Kendra rhetorically asked, crushing Onika’s windpipe between the second rope and her toned right thigh.
Soaking in Cassava’s flailing and the boos of the crowd, Kendra choked the wannabe for a four count that was, quite frankly, much longer than four. Getting off her squirming seat Kendra places her hands-on Cassava’s cheeks (the ones on her face) and pushes her between the ropes; pulling up so the middle cable digs into Onika’s stomach and the top presses against her shoulder blades. The Jungle Queen grabs as much of Onika’s gold and pink coif as possible, Kendra goes buns to buns with Lakeisha Lite, and to all intents and purposes tries to tear the rookie’s head off. Arching the screaming Cassava in a sickening curve, Kendra’s biceps bulge with feminine power in the tortuous effort to rip out this loser’s hair.
www.youtube.com/embed/Zd6Jw7PJJoU?start=162
“AAAAIIIEEEE!!! AAAH! AAAH!”
OH GOD THIS HURTS SO MUCH MORE THAN IT LOOKS is Cassava’s only coherent thought as she claws fruitlessly at her head’s crown. What people don’t realize about moves like this is that besides being far more painful than expected, it also puts a serious strain on the victim’s neck, making a catty maneuver a potential game changer. Giving in the ref’s demands after on more yank and a tawdry hip swivel that rubs her marvelous glutes against Onika’s, Kendra let go of the Superfan’s hair; letting her double whimpering as she tenderly massaged her abused pate. Reveling in the FAWNATICS unrestrained revulsion, Kendra twirls a lock of Cassava’s hair that tore loose as strolls a circuit of the ring. Nearing her starting point, she sees Cassava has pulled herself from the false safety of the ropes and is chest first against a turnbuckle still touching her tortured coif. Kendra pulls back a hissing Cassava by the hair looking to smash her face in to the top buckle but eats a back elbow for her effort. Free from the Jungle Queen’s grasp the Superfan leans forward and grabs the top ropes of the corner, pulls her knees into her chest and pumps her bare feet into Larue’s tits, setting them a-wobble in their cups and Kendra stumbling backwards.
Kylie’s Number One Fan drops to a quick three-point stance and sprints away burying a shoulder into Kendra’s gut! Kendra’s boots leave the mat, she falls back first, getting a small bounce off her well-padded rear. Cassava somersaults through the collision getting to her feet, runs to the ropes by her left and rebounds off them to land a running leg drop across Kendra’s gurls.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=slskR9VpbRE
Cassava takes a spasming Larue’s knees and pulls them in for a tight back press that raises the Armenian’s ass to the lights, but Kendra escapes with a count of one and one half. Undeterred, Onika runs ahead and leaps on the bottom rope, turning mid flight to keep eyes on the prostrate Bootyshocker, she springboards up and gives Kendra a taste of her skin the hard way with a knee drop.
MICRO TRANSGRESSION
www.youtube.com/watch?v=-RFossdjWFo
The blow to the head convincing Larue to get back in the fight she lumbers to one knee, seeing this Onika runs full speed to her 3rd set of ropes in under a minute, her bare feet slapping against the canvas to get some oomph behind a standard, yet deceptively powerful butt smash that connects with Kendra’s cheek, sending her head rocketing to the side with her body trailing soon after. On the apron Lakeisha winces, seeing up close the damage contained in Cassava’s cheeks, she has no inclination to experience it herself.
www.youtube.com/embed/wMRwKRuVz_g?start=6
Feeling a second wind beginning to blow, Onika pulls a groggy Kendra to her feet and sends her away with an Irish whip, the moment Kendra twangs off the ropes, she eats a forearm from Cassava, who was hot on her heels the moment she let go. Kendra grunts, feeling her teeth shiver and throws an arm over the top rope to keep from falling; an unnecessary precaution with Cassava palming the back of her head and taking three, swift long-legged strides and leaping into the air for a bulldog that drives Larue’s coconut into the canvas like a railroad spike.
Kipping up, Cassava lets out a “Yeah!” that gets a cheer from the crowd and a sneer from Lakeisha, but hat sneer turns into a smile when Kendra grabs the rookie’s ankles and pulls her legs out, leading to a quick and dirty pratfall for the resurging Onika. Deciding its time for a break (from her ass kicking) Larue starts crawling toward her corner, Kendra’s barely covered buns causing heart palpitations from those in attendance with their undulations. Lakeisha sticks a hand out as far as she can while holding on to the tag rope, eager to teach this no talent rookie some manners.
“Come on girl! Tag me in! Let’s butt this rookie ouMMPH!”
So focused was Lakeisha on her currently quadrupedal partner she didn’t notice Onika get up, scurry over, place a foot on Kendra’s back as a launch point to leap high into air and blast Bates in the face with her right hip! The FAWN legend falls awkwardly and painfully; ricocheting off the steel steps with one side of her body and landing on the thinly padded concrete with the other.
HIP ATTACK 90 (Closest approximation)
www.youtube.com/watch?v=cvAbsRgx2aY
Cassava lands with much more style; after giving Lakeisha a sneak peek at her future under her ass, the Milk Chocolate Mauler hits the top ropes with her legs and rear, and rebounds into a corkscrew leg drop that lands like a guillotine on Larue’s neck. The Jungle Queen lies face down, a foot spasming as Cassava slowly gets upright, fighting the dizziness that came and the uncharacteristically acrobatic move. Shaking her head clear of the swirls Onika could hear the FAWNATICS chant “CA-SSA-VA! CA-SSA-VA!” and she could feel herself being powered by the love of her personal Corps. She takes Kendra by an arm and leg and drraaggss her into the crash pad position for the Bootyshock corner, the movement giving Larue a slight wedgie and displaced her bikini top. The feel of her nipples skidding across the rough canvas rousing the former Mexican champion to consciousness with a hiss. The Iowan flips Kendra onto her back and steps to the corner.
“You should have stayed in Mexico, dumpty. You were safer there,” with that statement Cassava turns and ascends the ropes for a Classic Kylie Sanders Moonsault. Standing on the juncture of ropes she raises her arms for a quick salute to the fans before-
“AIEE!!!”
An embarrassed and enraged Lakeisha pulls away Cassava’s feet, making the rookie stop, drop and crotch herself on the steel turnbuckle. The dyed blonde lets out a high-pitched shriek that cuts itself off as quickly as it begins, her face twisted in pain and mouth frozen in an ‘O’. Onika’s hands tremble (along with the rest of her body) inch down her body as Lakeisha takes her feet ties them into a knot under the connecting steel of the top turnbuckle, it unclear whether Cassava just doesn’t care or can’t feel what Bates is doing with the lighting coming from her hurting flower overriding her brain.
“Thought you were funny huh? Cheapshoting me? Let's hear you laugh, bitch! LAUGH!”
An almost manic Lakeisha pushes The Woman of 1000 Hip Attacks down, trapping her in a tree of woe. Instead of sliding into the ring for the standard belly punishment or rarer low blow (technically hi blow) Bates shows some innovation by continuing Cassava’s earlier follicle abuse. Latching onto the wannabe’s dangling hair from the outside with both hands Lakeisha leans back with all her weight, working her neck at a dangerous angle and risking a serious scalping.
www.youtube.com/embed/Zd6Jw7PJJoU?start=341
“AAAH!!! AAA!! AA!”
Emitting animalistic type shrieks Cassava reaches out behind her sticking her arms straight out behind her through the ring ropes looking to claw Lakeisha’s arms off her hair, but their positions and the steel pillar proved too strong an obstacle. Only ceasing after the referee threaten to DQ her “Counts be damned!” Lakeisha came away with a few gold and pink locks, cackling she twirls them in the air and throws it at some furious fans in the front row wearing FAWN FINDS t-shirts.
Nearly sobbing from relief, Cassava tenderly touches her hair, still upside down in the turnbuckles as a recovered Kendra approaches. The multi-champion grits her teeth and starts swinging heavy fists into Onika’s paunch, her pace ramping up from a steady tempo to a storm as she lets her frustration out on the rookie too stubborn to admit when she’s beaten. Cassava lets out a “guh!” or “gooh!” each time one of Larue’s powerful punches digs into her middle, and an “Oooompft! When Kendra grabs the top ropes while taking a boot off the mat to stomp at Cassava’s navel. Knowing she shouldn’t but unable to stop herself, Cassava crunches her abs in response to the stomach pounding, folding herself into a into a backwards ‘J’, Onika’s heads and shoulders pointing towards Kendra.
Seeing that it Go Time, Kendra quickly retreats to center ring then stomps back to the corner like a freight train. Dancing up the ropes like a woman half her size, Larue bounces off the highest strand into the air turns and drops dat ass into Cassava’s chest!
ASSALANCHE
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Up5GpX6u7zk
The Milk Chocolate Mauler is slammed straight by Kendra’s curves, knocking her upper back against the middle turnbuckles, her bodily tension that of a wet noodle Onika would slide into a matchbook if not for Kendra acting swiftly, retying Cassava’s stems into a knot. The official voices his complaints and goes to free the dyed blonde, but withers under Kendra emasculating glare. Kenda circles the ring, giving her infamous and Pinterest crashing ass double handed slaps either to taunt Cassava or tease the crowd, either way at calls and whistles spring from the formerly disapproving crowd. The Jungle Queen’s sprints back to the corner and CRUSHES Onika with her medicine ball of an ass with a hip attack, jarring Cassava loose so falls into a puddle on the canvas, hugging her middle.
RUNNING BUTT SMASH
www.youtube.com/watch?v=N7bmuCE2KB0
A smiling Lakeisha, done antagonizing the spectators, climbs the steel steps to Bootyshock’s corner, “Think the wannabooty is ready for bed?”
Kendra almost says yes but ponders it for a moment, “one sec…”
She pulls Cassava from fetal position to standing via a hair pull that hurt FAR more than it usually would, and slips her head between the smaller woman's legs. Wrapping her arms around Cassava’s knees Kendra stands up; draping the rookie down her back like a cape, taking a spiteful moment to wiggle her ass into her victim’s face before taking three giant steps and leaping into the air. At their apex Kendra lets go of Onika’s stems while scooting back, making sure her battle honed but entirely spankable ass had a suitable landing pad, in this case Cassava’s tits.
SIREN BOMB
www.youtube.com/watch?v=aGEk5ZEZKcM
A shudder passes through the Superfan’s breathless body as she crushed beneath Larue’s back porch, she briefly folded into a ‘C’ before collapsing into a starfish.
“Now she’s ready,” Kendra bears down and swivels her hips in a tight figure eight to grind her superiority into Onika’s chest before rolling off the rookie. She sashays over to her long-time mentor, partner, and best friend and tags her in. Lakeisha steps over the second rope but Larue stays in the ring.
Once she’s in LK rolls her shoulders sending a crowd-pleasing bounce through her top, “what we thinkin’? Butt-astrophe?”
“Good for me.”
The Callipygian move to the still senseless Cassava and pulls her to a sitting position; sitting on her haunches, arms at her sides and head bowed Cassava is dead to the world and can be pinned at any moment, but Bootyshock wants the match end on high note. Bates runs to ropes Onika faces while Kendra heads behind her, looking rebound off them for a concussive glute sandwich, their backs hit the strands simultaneously-
𝅘𝅥𝅱𝅘𝅥𝅲WHAT HAVE I BECOME? NOW THAT I’VE BETRAYED...𝆔𝆕
To the shock of the arena Cassandra Beckett has erupted through the curtain and is tearing down the ramp dressed in her ring gear. A black leather halter top with a star shaped boob window with gold trim and black leather short-shorts, the word BITCH written across the back, and black boots on her feet.
CASSANDRA BECKETT
This new development halt Bootyshock mid finisher as they stare in puzzlement at the former terror of the indies sliding into the in ring.
Larue steps forward, “Beckett can you wait two minutes? We’reaAAH!”
The moment Cassandra got to her feet she leapt onto Kendra with a Lou Thez Press and started rapid firing punches into the Mexican Champion’s head.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=J3FaCsjYICY
“WHAT THE FUCK, BITCH!?”
The bell ringing out a disqualification, Lakeisha is wide eyed and furious as she goes to tear Beckett off her partner, only to fall flat on face when Cassava grabs her ankles! Lakeisha immediately gets up holding her faces turn around to beat some rookie ass… only to eat it instead! Cassava got up moments before Bates and leapt into a Hip attack that knocked Lakeisha onto hers.
HIP ATTACK (N0 PIN)
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ej6HdicNzH0
Kendra gets herself free from Arizona’s Most Wanted with a well-timed eye claw and an elbow to the face. Seeing her booty buddy is in dire straits she gets up and starts swinging haymakers, but Onika’s got a third wind and is moving like a butterfly. Dodging Larue’s third punch, she dips and slips her head between Larue’s thighs, then stands up, hops into the air and falls to her to knees, force feeding Larue some Cake!
UPSIDE DOWN CAKE- AXE GUILLOTINE DRIVER
www.youtube.com/embed/IOlyOyXCMQo?start=63
While Cassava rises and kicks an insensate Kendra under the bottom rope and out of the ring, Cassandra Beckett pulls a still blinking Bates to her feet, by her gold top. Pulling the legend close Beckett growls “That’s QUEEN bitch, skank!” then flips her off before doubling her over with a toe kick, Beck turns her back to Bates, grasps the back of Lakeisha’s head and drops to a seat, checking the Fort Worth Native’s chin on her shoulder.
BITCH BREAKER
www.youtube.com/watch?v=UOVgfzO3npg
Bates is rocked so hard she’s basically a dishrag by the time she hits the ground, Cassandra wants to follow up by stomping a proverbial mudhole into her chest but The Nubian Queen is dragged to safety by her partner under the bottom rope. Carrying Lakeisha’s weight with one arm on her hip and the other stringing Lakeisha’s arm over the back over her neck, Kendra shambles up the ramp, thinking even odds are not in their favour. With the threat gone Cassandra and Cassava look at each other a little awkwardly, neither expected to see the other today or even again after their cathartic last meeting.
“Hey....thanks for the save,” Cassava expressed with a slight wheeze, a little out of breath from the match.
“N-no problem” Cassandra seemed a little unsure of what to do with her hands, she placed them on her hips then tried to put them in pockets that didn’t exist.
“I saw you were having trouble with those two, and I thought you could use some help… if you want my help, that is?”
Cassava was silent for a moment that for Beckett, seemed to stretch on forever, “Yeah. Yeah, thanks I could use your help. Wanna talk about this in the back?”
Cassandra breaks out in a big smile like she just won the lottery, her heart jumped into her stomach for a moment. Cassava not only accepted her help but invited her to the locker room to talk further, “yeah, that sounds good.”
The unlikely pair exit the ring and go up the ramp, a sight a little more than a year ago that would have been considered a fantasy.