Post by hawkeye on Jan 8, 2020 0:43:08 GMT
“LADIES AND GENTLEMEN,” the announcer bellows, “THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS FOR THE FAWN LIGHTWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP! THE MATCH IS SET FOR ONE FALL WITH A 20 MINUTE TIME LIMIT! THE WINNER IS DECIDED BY PINFALL! KNOCKOUT! OR SUBMISSION!”
“INTRODUCING FIRST! FROM PLEASANT VALLEY IOWA… SHE STANDS AT 5 FEET 2 INCHES TALL AND WEIGHS IN AT 125LBS… SHE IS THE FIRST, CURRENT, AND ONLY BUNS OF MASS DESTRUCTION CHAMPION… THIS IS CASSAVA ONIKA!!!”
KICK PUNCH- 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 is visible through the thin fabric keeping her C Cups (borderline Ds) from flashing the fans as she bounced to and fro. On her wide hips were a pair of purple 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, Cassava dipped low and made her cheeks clap before making her way down to the ring, slapping hands along the way.
CASSAVA ONIKA
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 dies, she looks at referee Reginald Worthington and grins mischievously. To everyone’s delight she rolls out of the ring and whispers into the announcer’s ear, who bites back a laugh and speaks into the microphone as Cassava re-enters the ring.
“Officiating the match will be referee Reginald ‘The official you tell your boyfriend not to worry about’ Worthington!”
REGINALD ASHLEY WORTHINGTON THE THIRD
The world’s largest referee flashes a bemused and charming smile before a laughing audience, the Brit pops a bicep curl in response to Cassava’s good-natured ribbing and the air fills with the squeals of a thousand thirsty women. The muscular official walks over and does his pre-match check for foreign objects on the Online Sensation, “Do you have a clever intro for every referee?”
Cassava nodded, enjoying the light touch of Reginald’s large hands on her person, “I have one or two for everyone, and a few more for my favorites.” She ruffles his hair, “Looking vascular today Reggie.”
“Thank you.”
“INTRODUCING HER OPPONENT! FROM SINGAPORE...SHE STANDS AT 5 FEET 4 INCHES TALL AND WEIGHS IN AT 118 POUNDS...SHE IS THE DEFENDING FAWN LIGHTWEIGHT CHAMPION OF THE WORLD...THE CELESTIAL STUNNER...ESTRINA STARFIRE!”
MOUNTAIN SONG- JOE SATRIANI
www.youtube.com/watch?v=b3j3mIXASfw
The lights in the arena dimmed as the music started oozing out of the speakers when a bright light shone behind the curtains, revealing a familiar silhouette. As the music hit its high notes, a cannonade of pyrotechnics fired into the air and out of the dispersing smoke came the champion along with lour cheers from the Stargazers.
ESTRINA STARFIRE
Dressed in her usual skimpy white V-neck one piece dipping all the way down to her navel, completed with red paddings and white boots, the champion swept a finger across the crowd before posing in a wide ‘T’, pushing her cape aside to reveal the gold around her waist while the Superfan squealed in excitement. Delaying no further, the champion marched down the ramp, trying as much as possible to give ‘fives’ to the front row audience as she climbed up the ring steps. Once through the ropes, Starfire ascended to the middle ropes pointed one finger towards the rafters before undoing her cape and throwing it onto the ringside. Getting the crowd high enough, the Singaporean Star hopped back onto the deck and unstrapped her belt, touring the ring with the belt hoisted above her head before handing it over to Reggie, who inspected the belt and exhibited it to four sides of the ring. Before returning to the corner, the champion gave a short glance at the challenger before returning into her corner where Reggie proceeded to check her.
Just as Reggie finished his check of Starfire, The Superfan had nervously walked over to the enemy territory with her autograph book and pen in hand.
“” Uh, before we burn this place down could I get your autograph?” She asks nervously, “It’s my goal to wrestle all my favorites and commemorate each event.”
Estrina’s eyebrow started twitching, their last encounter fresh in her mind and their second reinforcing the influencer’s first impression.
“You’re in a title match rookie. Your goal should be to leave with the championship. Or in your case, limping away without my boot prints in your ass.”
Onika smiles and shrugs, “I’m working on multiple goals at the same time. I’m ambidextrous.”
Losing patience Estrina grabs the pen and notebook and forces them down a hapless but happy Cassava’s cleavage, a smattering of boos cries out from The BMD’s long-time fans but most of the crowd find this scene pretty funny,
Estrina points to over Cassava’s shoulder, “Get to your corner so we can start this, rookie!”
The Superfan giggles unoffended as she pulls her prized possession from betwixt her breasts, “I like it that you call me rookie, makes it feel like we’re in a buddy cop movie.”
Estrina is beginning to feel that this bikini meat has no understanding of how lucky she is to have this opportunity and it is PISSING HER OFF, “I’m no buddy with you girl! I’m the hero kicking ass!”
"Careful, this ass kicks back!' Cassava still has that unflappable aura of giddy fangirl but there were flashes of professional competitiveness peeking through.
Starfire chests in to her rival for the night, exploiting a rare height advantage, “Bring it!”
At this point the sinewy zebra wormed his way between the champion and the ‘champion’ and made them go to their separate corners for the starting bell.
DING DING!!
The two fighters make for a shared destination of the center ring each probing a hand for a grip. Cassava meets Estrina’s eyes and they nod, simultaneously going into a lock u- Estrina raise arm and goes for a pit smother! Stepping inside Onika’s personal space swiftly and imperceptibly, Starfire bends her arm back and manages to touch her pit to the tip of Onika’s nose before the smaller girl backpedals in a start.
“What’s the matter? I haven’t even started sweating yet.” Estrina asked, happy that the antics threw her off her game.
Cassava was shaken at first but that infuriating look of joviality returned like it never left, "Heheh, not gonna be that easy"
“This. In your face.” Estrina smirks, raising her arm showing what made her famous.
Cassava turns to show her profile to Starfire and glides her hands around and down her ass, clutching where cheek meets thigh. "This. around your face."
SPANK!
“Aaah!”
Estrina’s right leg becomes a blur as it whips and bisects Onika’s glutes. A sound reminiscent of a bat striking wet clay echoes as Cassava shudders and stumbles forward. Cassava tries to spin around to return fire but the Celestial Stunner grabs her left shoulder from behind and starts laying in forearms, elbows, and punches to her back and kidneys. Uttering short gasps of pain with each blow Onika manages to twist and land a glancing backhand to Starfire’s cheek. More irritated than hurt Estrina switches gears and focus on her opponent’s obvious assets. Gripping both of her shoulders now Estrina starts pumping knee strikes into the meat of Cassava’s buttocks, alternating between left and right she forced the Kylie stan on a pain-ridden and shameful walk to the ropes which she greedily took hold of to force a break. With time short Estrina switches to degrading, full swing spanks that jerks Onika’s hips side to side. Forehand and backhand.
ONE! (SPANKSPANK)
TWO! (SPANKSPANK)
THREE! (SPANKSPANK)
FOUR! (SPANKSPANK)
Starfire ceases her paddling and backs up to center ring with hands on hips and a satisfied look on her face. With a pained grimace Cassava gently massaged her lower hills as she turned face the champion.
“Was that a playful ‘welcome to the big time’ spanking, a ‘I just had to slap that’ spanking, or ‘you shouldn’t here’ spanking?”
Estrina answers flatly, “That was a ‘get your head in the game’ ass whipping. And you last reprieve, rookie.”
Cassava takes an amused expression as she inches forward, “Sure thing Detective Lacey.”
This time lock up isn’t a feint; the two straining to maneuver the other into a vulnerable position, often shifting places as they forced each other into traveling a wide circle. neither willing to take the mental penalty of being driven into a corner.
Estrina begins making some headway and is slowly coercing The Superfan back inch by inch, but hit a dead stop when their shadows touch the bottom buckle. People often underestimate the power in Cassava’s lower body and Starfire may have been one of them, she grunts in frustration as she’s forced into her own retreat at a faster pace than she was moving Cassava, partially due to The Online Sensation having a better grip on the ring floor with her bare feet.
A forehead grind piles on to their test of wills, neither are sure who started it but it led to a lot of eye contact. Estrina’s angry gaze telling silently that Onika’s about to get her head kicked in if she doesn't take this seriously, while Cassava’s peepers full of mirth. She’s really enjoying all the attention she’s getting from the champ, and that just makes Estrina livid.
Starfire is about 12 inches away from losing a nearly non-existent mental edge she had on the Hipster when she changes tactics; she stomps a boot heel onto Cassava’s toes, the dyed blonde yelps and involuntarily tucks it back leaving her helpless when Estrina sweeps her into the corner, Cassava’s back echoing against the turnbuckles. The Singaporean breaks the lock and draws her arm back for a single rapid and resonating chop that reddens Onika’s décolletage and makes the Iowan cross her arms over her tits protectively. Estrina shoves them aside and loops Onika’s arms over the top ropes; she adjusts her stance and start treating Onika’s belly and chest like the sand bag at the gym, large sweeping kicks that makes the light perspiration on Cassava’s body fly off with each hit and catch the light.
Starfire speedbags about six kicks in before Ref. Reginald count hits the limit, taking a sagging Cassava by the wrist she Irish whips her on route to the far corner and following about three steps behind planning to sandwich Kylie’s Number One Fan between herself and the buckles. Cassava’s abused tits bounce with a sting as she’s made to jog but that pain helps her think straight. Sticking her arms straight out she stops her crash in the corner by grabbing the uppermost ropes and uses her momentum to pull her legs in then straight out, her short but curvy body floats over a charging Starfire who can’t stop herself from crashing chest first into the post.
Arms now crossed over HER chest Estrina walks backward into Cassava’s hungry arms that wrap tightly around her waist, The brunette lets out a puff of air as The BMD moves her grip up and the loop squeezes just under her navel, Cassava widens her feet and tries to haul Estrina up and over for a German Suplex but the champ deadweights at the last moment. The Superfan growls in frustration, doubles up on her grip and sends Estrina sky high for a rough-wait! Starfire adds the strength of her powerful legs into the throw and she flips at her apex and like with a cat-like grace lands behind the challenger. The moment her feet touch the ground Starfire pulls her knees into the air and fires a basement drop kick to the pit to Onika’s left knee!
“Errgh!”
The Online Sensation forcibly genuflects with her back to the Celestial Stunner, Estrina sprints ahead to rebound off the near ropes to ram a flying knee between Cassava’s eyes.
RUNNING KNEE
youtu.be/hiViWAQjlqw?t=27
The crowd gives it’s first “OOOHHHH!!” of the night, many fearing Cassava’s nose had become an innie. The Milk Chocolate Mauler looks pretty mauled in the match so far, Estrina’s running a clinic on Cassava right at the start of the match. The dyed blonde lies on her back, her left leg bent and trapped under her person with arms akimbo. Starfire takes Cassava’s right leg in both hands and pulls it in close for a tight back press pin, Worthington makes the count…
ONE!!
TWO!!
Cassava doesn't kick out but she does reach up and grab the bottom rope in her left hand, halting the count. Estrina rolls her eyes, considering this her own slip up rather than a showing of Cassava’s resolve.
“You’ve just barely exceeded my expectations rookie. You might be something in 5 years or so,” Estrina stands and pulls a groggy Onika up with her then whips her across the squared circle. She backs into the ropes and sets off to meet her mid ring with a clothesline cocked and ready but Onika manages to duck the oncoming bicep and passes by the champ, Cassava rebounds off another set of ropes returning to Starfire at a greater speed while the lightweight champ skids to stop some distance away from the coils, and turns to face the challenger. Cassava long jumps and spins mid-air aiming that perfectly round ass like a missile at Estrina, but she sidesteps the booty letting the rookie whiff past her, back first into the ropes. Estrina cocks a foot back for a match ending bicycle kick to the face but Cassava’s coming in too hot and too low burying her shoulder into Starfire’s gut with a Hawkeye-like spear! (Hip attack 11)
Estrina’s feet leave the canvas as the air explodes out of her body just before her back hits the ring floor with a force the vibrates the plywood. Cassava doesn’t take time to savour the moment, hand springing off Estrina’s ambushed body onto her feet then leaping up to crush the champ in an everyday but effective banzai drop
youtu.be/4ffh_eJauGo?t=124
Onika sits on Starfire’s humbled chest but raises a hand to stop Reggie from dropping down, just taking a millisecond to analyze the champ’s gaping face to measure the damage.
“Not quite there yet…” Cassava mutters to herself running back to the wall of ropes by Estrina’s feet. She jumps and turns to stand on the second coil, her famous buns facing the audience the top rope pressing into them lightly the moment she’s there. Springboarding off, the ASSassain shoots out her legs in a wide V, her glutes leaving a devastating impression on The Stunner’s innards.
BOMBS AWAY- SECOND ROPE (hip attack 51)
youtu.be/Wq58qvVhxv4?list=PLeRPsdtvusXikFAlFp0SFvMOT6E8kSips
The champ’s legs kick up when Onika uses her stomach as a crash pad and the challenger collects them under her arms trapping Estrina in a matchbook, she has been rocked by this Butt-bardement and can only croak as a protest when Cassava settles her weight atop her. The official dives in for the 3 count.
ONE!!
TWO!!
THRENNOOOO!!
So, so close!
Starfire wrenches to the side taking Cassava with her, saving herself and her title in the nick of time. The audience applauds the last flurry of offense as the fighters collect themselves, Starfire suddenly much more worse for wear than her opponent who she was dominating up till now, the flow of match changing sharply with just three moves. Champ and Challenger go to all fours side by side. Smiling a friendly smile Onika reaches over and pats Estrina on the shoulder.
“I have to say you’re exceeding my expectations 4 times over!”
Estrina shoves the hand off her and tries to grab the overly chummy newb by the shirt, but Cassava intercepts her by the wrist and straddles it facing away from the brunette; Cassava turns, bending Starfire’s arm around her legs as she dives under the bowing champ, slipping an arm under Starfire’s left shoulder as she rolls. Estrina goes from hands and knees to trapped on top of her shoulders. Cassava locks her hands in an S grip trapping the champ’s left limbs in the loop and her right arm under a leg, Estrina’s left with a boot kicking wildly in the air trapped in a classic La Magistral.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=xkYlNW6_ARU
ONE!
TWO!
THREENOOO!
Estrina kicks out of the roll up and quickly scrambles to her feet, flustered by the dangerously close call. Brimming with exultation, the Superfan continues to build her momentum. She quickly dashes into the ropes and pinballs back to the center, using the distance to accelerate herself and plo-NO!
The clairvoyant Starfire sees through the incoming hip attack and dropkicks Cassava on her behind. Even though Cassava hardly feels a thing given her blessed ASSets, the break in her momentum is sufficient to let The Celestial Stunner recollect herself and prepares for a retaliatory offense.
Starfire switches up to a kickboxing stance and Onika gently massages her bum as she rose. Right after she turns around, Estrina rushes with a right elbow, a left body shot, a right kick to the thigh that brings the Superfan down on one knee. The champion then makes a beeline for the ropes and delivers a second knee to face for the night!
SHINING WIZARD www.youtube.com/watch?v=4GgKThHoZAA
As Cassava collapse into a starfish, Estrina scrambles to her feet and dove across her body for the…
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOOO!!!
“Still think it’s four times?” Estrina asks as she hauls the dizzy Cassava to boot leather. Grabbing the Superfan by one wrist, Starfire presses Cassava shoulder-to-shoulder into the ropes and slings her across the ring. Estrina trails her to the center of the ring and where she trips the challenger face first into the canvas with a Drop Toe Hold!
DROP TOE HOLD www.youtube.com/watch?v=QIjTOTNsU-Q
“URG!” The Superfan clutches her nose as her head bounces up from the canvas. Unbeknown to her, Starfire scissors one leg between her legs and catches Cassava’s face in a S-grip, trapping her in a STF early in the match!
STF www.youtube.com/watch?v=bbqn04bg2XM
“AHHHHH!!!!! NO! NO! NO GIVE!” Cassava waggles her finger ‘NO’ and quickly crawls with her elbow trying to save herself.
“TAP OUT ROOKIE!” Estrina demands as the smaller but heavier lightweight continues to drag their combined bodyweight towards the bottom rope. Despite best effort to resist the pull, Cassava quickly reaches and grasps the rope promoting the ref to count…
ONE!
Estrina breaks off the hold and held her arm high, slowly backing off from the contestant, giving her room to recover while she rallies the crowd by sexily running her finger down her armpit and ‘flicking’ it in the direction of Cassava.
Cassava chuckles as she rises to her feet with the help of the ropes, “Heh, that’s pretty good, Champ!”
“Come on Cassava, bring it! I’m just beginning to sweat!” Estrina begins to respond favorably to the efforts of the rookie, asking the challenger to meet her halfway in the ring.
Cassava switches up to a karate stance as she approaches the champ step-by-step, inviting Estrina to a striking contest. Without uttering a word, the champion accepts by raising her arms to a boxing guard. Eager to deliver a quick knockout, Estrina carelessly swings a strong right hook and MISSES, giving Onika the opening for a straight right punch into Estrina’s nose. Estrina’s face scrunches as the punch lands, sending her a few steps back. Weak on her stance now, Cassava takes the champion to the ground with a leg sweep. With Estrina flat on her back, Onika takes the opportunity and crushes her face with a Leg Drop!
“Starting to work up a little perspiration myself!” Cassava observed with a laugh, spinning off her haunches she kneels at Estrina side and quickly takes her arm and leg in hand and somersaults over the Stunner’s body, flipping Estrina over onto her chest and face. Cassava pulls Estrina’s arm across her lap but just as it looks like she’s about to set in a retaliatory crossface, the Online Sensation dives back the way she came. The champion’s taut arm used as a leash to flop Starfire in the same direction, but this time most of the champion’s weight is on her shoulder blades. Onika lies atop Starfire’s stretched back arms and adds a little insurance by grabbing the champ’s kicking right boot and pulling it down in front of her, forcing Estrina to arch her back over the BMD. Meaning her neck and shoulders are pressed against the mat in prime pin position!
youtu.be/ffwrwbbHPG0?list=WL&t=92
ONE!!
TWO!!
THRE(“ERRGH!)NNOOOO!!!
The fear of losing her title and countless hours at the gym allow Starfire to lean into the bridge and blast those neck muscles to clear a couple of centimeters off the canvas, stopping the count. When the bridge collapses Onika’s grip is loose and Starfire can roll across the back of the challenger to freedom, climbing to her feet while massaging her neck to ward off a cramp.
“Wow,” Cassava looks at her in admiration as she stands up, “I honestly didn’t think you were getting out of that.”
Estrina narrows her eyes at this assessment and responds with a little venom, “I honestly didn’t think you’d last past the third minute.”
Onika tilts her head back gives a Seth Rogen like laugh, “We got a good vibe going, you should come on my show! Maybe a cooking segment or some-”
The Buns of Mass Destruction is cut off by a straight kick to the chest that nearly knocks her off her heels. Cassava goes for a clothesline but Estrina takes the back of her scalp and pulls her face down onto a posted knee, then reels her in for a snap DDT that drives Cassava into the ring floor like a javelin before she falls completely. She starts to push herself up and takes a FIFA finals soccer kick to the ribs that takes the challenger a foot off the canvas before Cassava drops back to ground level, holding her side and trying not to cry. Nudging Cassava in her new sore spot with the toe of her boot Estrina tips the mewling beauty face up on the mat; The Princess of Perspiration turns her back on the new Booty queen and executes a picture perfect moonsault that touches down knees first in Onika’s abdomen.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=hcqRzWrNnXQ
The now trembling Iowan would have screamed but could only produce some pained groans and squeaks, she blinks several times and her mouth opens and closes independently of her choosing in a bid for air. Estrina swipes a hand from her navel to her cleavage and flicks the collected sweat into the gasping Onika’s mouth.
“Instead of making videos you should focus on your grappling rookie.”
Starfire gives her cheek a tart little slap that was more chiding than painful then uses Cassava’s pink and blonde mane as leash to pull her a kneeling seat, the challenger’s arms crossed over her stomach prioritizing it over her hair. Starfire doesn't mind however; Cassava’s curvy body offers plenty of juicy targets. Positioning herself by Cassava’s side and swings a low roundhouse kick that ‘Claps!” against The BMD’s large chest. And she does it again... and again... and again! Each kick flattening her perky C cups before setting them a wobble. After the third kick Onika moves her arms up to protect her gurls so Estrina alters her aim and trikes under the guard into the meat of the underboob, the dyed blonde shudders crying out a shrill “AAAI!” and her feeble guard dismantles leaving a thin cotton shirt and bra their only protection.
Pausing her kick party Estrina raises her well defined leg and places her hands just above her white boot; she slowly caresses her smooth skin as her hands travel up her leg. The crowd sensing what’s about to happen plays along and builds the tension, crying out in unison, “Oooooooo…” a low rumble that builds in speed and tension as Estrina’s hands collect dew drops off her stem, and explode in the climax when she throws the collected sweat in Onika’s face.
“OOOOHHH!!!”
“Go back to wrestling school rookaaAHHH!!”
Starfire looks to kick Onika’s juggs into the crowd as a souvenir for a lucky fan but The Superfan bends back letting the boot, and the body it’s connected to, pass by her. As Cassava bends forward, she throws an arm between Estrina’s legs, tips her over and rolls her up in a flash pin!
ONE!!
TWO!!
Estrina kicks out! Escaping Cassava’s clutches at the last moment, she shoves the Iowan away and the two wrestlers scramble to their feet. Estrina fires a crisp right hook but Cassava ducks and escapes to the champ’s six o’clock, now back to back Onika entwines her arms with Estrina’s and goes forehead to canvas for a backslide pin.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=3CnNRtRuors
ONE!!
TWO!!
Estrina crunches her stomach and kicks her legs till she rolls off Cassava’s back to end up face to face with the challenger on the ring floor. Cassava jerks like she’s trying to beat Starfire to standing and the champ falls for it, popping to her feet. The ASSassin steals her ankles puts Estrina on her back in a double leg takedown; now ass on the mat with her legs in Cassava’s hands and spread in a V, some fans expect a low blow but Cass just flits through Estrina’s stems and lands palms first on the canvas, her crotch hovering above the champ’s face with Onika’s ankles grapevined around the pits of her knees, Starfire now contorted in another matchbook.
youtu.be/ffwrwbbHPG0?list=WL&t=129
ONE!!
TWO!!
Estrina kick outs but fans can tell it’s taking more effort with the grunt the Singaporean Star makes and the sheen of sweat on her body. This time Onika doesn't bother with the fancy stuff and shoves Estrina over and covers her in a tight lateral press.
ONE!!
TWO!!
Estrina extends a long leg and places it on the bottom rope. Referee Worthington halts his count and Onika knee walks backward from her wrestling senior without him needing to say so. As Estrina slowly climbs the ropes keeping her eyes on the bottom-heavy new blood, the audience gives the ring occupants a warm applause for all their efforts.
Doing a bit of huffing and puffing, Estrina is leaning back against the coils, arms spread out along the top rope but standing mostly under her own power. A tad exasperated at the influx of covers she asks,” What’s with all the flash pins? You trying to take the easy way out rookie?”
Cassava laughs that notion off,” Heck no! This is all strategy my glistening goddess, I needed to put a drain your Bedok sized reservoir of energy, so I figured...pin ya a bunch,” she shrugs nonchalantly. “It takes more strength to kick out of a pin then applying one. You’re feeling the burn, right?”
Truthfully Starfire was feeling the length of the match a bit sooner than usual, the level of dampness on her ring wear made it seem she was wrestling for another 5-10 minutes longer than she actually had. Even Ref. Reggie seemed a little winded, the heaving of his large pecs testing the tightness of his black and whites, much to the pleasure of the females in the audience, in the ring, and in the locker room.
“I will make sure I wipe that pit sweat on your face!” Estrina growls at the bottom-heavy young blood.
Estrina rushes in and sets up a lock up and abandons it for an arm wringer, capturing Cassava’s left wrist twisting it around and yanking it to work the rookie’s shoulder. Cassava grits her teeth and slaps at it to numb the pain, Estrina steps behind Onika for a Hammerlock that the Kylie Corps member reverses just before it sets in. Onika pours on the pressure as she maneuvers them near whipping distance to a corner, mentally hitting her mark Cassava switches to an arm bar and uses it to ram her good shoulder into Starfire’s. The Celestial Stunner cries out as Cassava plays tetherball with her rotator cuff, the following Irish Whip to the corner testing its limits as well, the short distance guaranteeing another bad bump to the shoulder but Estrina turns at the last second taking the buckles with her back.
Unfortunately, that may have been Cassava’s plan. The moment Estrina turns and hits the post her face is immediately engulfed in The Buns of Mass Destruction Champion’s Buns of Mass Destruction! Cassava was two steps behind Starfire the entire time and as the taller brunette spun Cassava jumped and spun as well. The Online Sensation’s feet landing on the second ropes, she takes hold of the top coils for a stable position and she backs dat ass up! Making Estrina’s entire world hot, sweaty, smothering darkness. Knowing FAWN policy on giving extra time for corner fun The Woman of 1000 hip attacks takes advantage, clenching her glutes turning them into a steel vice on the outer ridges of Estrina’s face!
Starfire shuddered and slapped at the badonkadonk that was acting as a bizarre Iron Claw, the innovative move took away her air as well as threatening to cave in her skull. Onika made sure to grind it in and shake it to keep up the illusion that it was a fun humiliation tactic and not a debilitating one. The official’s count nearing DQ levels Cassava dismounts near her broken filly into a forward tumble on the canvas to standing then runs back for a gutting hip check to Estrina’s belly. (hip attack 453)
The only keeping the champion up was Onika’s medicine ball of an ass pinning her to the post, so when the rookie steps away Estrina crumples to a seat, head lolling. Cassava runs full speed to corner diagonal from Estrina, slaps the buckle and runs back to slam the curve of her buttocks in Estrina’s face like a car crash!
www.youtube.com/watch?v=v4RE8_49KeI
Starfire slumps back into the corner head hanging over the bottom strand, out like a light. Devoid of any motion, as Cassava drags her to the center of the ring and hooks her leg for the…
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOO!!!
Starfire barely kicks out of the three count, looking rather disoriented as she rolls onto her side. Delighted by the success of her strategy, Cassava peels the champion off the canvas onto her rubbery legs. Straddling one leg over Estrina’s, Cassava wraps one of Estrina’s arms as leverage, locks it, and PULLS it backwards as she squats, attempting to score an elusive submission victory over The Celestial Stunner!
The sudden stretch of her torso sends a wave of pain that jolts Estrina back to her senses! “Nuu--NOOAAHHHHH!!!”, Estrina cries as she shakes her head until Cassava reaches for her free leg and pulls it upwards!
www.youtube.com/watch?v=eCsXRrXVxn0
“How’s this? My glistening goddess. It would be an honor if you submit to me! No hard feelings!” Cassava chirps as she torments Estrina. But Estrina refuses to submit, shaking her head ‘NO’ while steadying herself with deep breaths. She grinds her teeth and fights through the pain, slowly regaining her focus, bends her elbow and smashes it into Cassava’s knee.
“Nghhh…” Cassava mewls slightly, letting Starfire know that her elbow strikes are working, encouraging her to continuously pummel away. The dull pain in Onika’s knee slowly builds up, until a point where she has to relinquish the hold. Before Onika can unhook her arm, Estrina yanks hard and throws her over with a Hip Toss!
“Ugh!” Cassava winces as she lands on her bum, gently massaging it as she sits up only to receive another dropkick in her behind, sending her tumbling out of the ring to the ringside. The champion scrambles to her feet, clutching her right oblique as she carefully ascends the ring post nearest to the challenger.
As Cassava begins to stir, The Celestial Stunner readies herself, carefully erecting herself on the top ropes. She waits patiently as Cassava begins to turn and LEAPS into the air, spreading her body perpendicular to the ground before crashing fully into the self-proclaimed BMD champion. Cassava flattens into a spread eagle while Starfire rolls through onto her knees, still clutching her waist to dull the pain from the earlier stretch.
“This match HOT enough for you? It CERTAINLY is for me!” The sweaty grappler pushes herself back to boot leather and peels her insensate opponent off the ringside. Grabbing her by her white top and waistband and throws her back into the ring. Keeping hold of Cassava’s head, Estrina pulls it out beyond the apron. “I’m sure this is the moment you are waiting for Cassava.” Estrina coos into her ear and lifts her arm, brandishing her hot perspiring armpit above her opponent’s face as the crowd chants, “PIT! PIT! PIT!”.
“Now eat this!” Estrina yells as she plants her armpit over Onika’s face and applies it in a headlock. “MMMMPPHHHHH” Cassava’s scream muffled by the sweaty flesh over her mouth and nose. The challenger kicks and flails as the ref counts.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Estrina relinquishes the smother at the count of three and swipes the drool off her armpit while Cassava crawls back to the corner, wiping the funk off her face and spitting the salty discharge out of the mouth. The Celestial Stunner promptly returns to the ring as Cassava slowly rises with the help of the ropes, huffing and puffing.
“You gave me a Stinkface, I’m returning the favor. No hard feelings.” Estrina coos into Cassava’s ear and raises her arm once more.
As Estrina’s armpit encroaches, The Superfan chuckles, “That was awesome! I can taste your power!”
“Wha--” The Glistening Goddess puzzled for a moment. “This is not for your enjoyment!” she growls before stuffing her armpit into Cassava’s features once more! “MMMmmmmmmm” The Superfan seems to be enjoying it a little more this time round, showing no attempts of struggle. Annoyed and flustered by her opponent’s reaction, Estrina quickly relinquishes the smother and whips Onika across the ring. As Cassava’s back hit the turnbuckles with a THUD, Starfire charges at bullet speed and smashes both her weaponized joints into the chest of Cassava, expelling all the air from her body.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=iMpochjcgYk
The Superfan clutches her chest and stumbles out of the corner as Starfire approaches from behind and forces her face into the canvas with a running bulldog! Estrina flips the challenger over and hooks her leg for the…
ONE!
TWO!
THRENNOOOO!!!
The challenger survives the fall, albeit barely. Estrina looks flustered by the kick out initially, but is beginning to be impressed by the young blood. Without skipping a beat, Starfire secures both her legs under her arms and flips her over, sitting on the small of her back and locks her in a traditional Boston Crab.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=8KfIhG5FBI4
“MMMMmmerrrem!”
Cassava whined piteously as Starfire did her best to fold her spine like a bedsheet, she dug her fingers into the mat and tried to crawl her way to a rope break but her efforts yielded small dividends. As little progress as it was Estrina didn't want to take the chance, so she sat up higher in her straddle and dropped her firm butt repeatedly on Cassava’s upper back, and just as a reminder of who owns this ring Estrina briefly steps back into more of a Lion Tamer to drop her rear on the back of Onika’s head. That little power move halts the challenger’s inching three quarters of the way to salvation.
“Just tap Cassava! You gave a good effort, no point in leaving with a disc out of place!” Kylie’s Number One Fan had a trembling hand hovering over the canvas when she heard Starfire’s order from on high, and her shaking stopped. Taking in a deep breath through her nose Onika does a push up with Estrina’s weight atop her and worms her way through the Celestial Stunner’s legs countering the crab with a sunset flip!
ONE!
Estrina’s legs WAP together boxing Cassava’s ears disintegrating the pin, Estrina rolls backwards onto her feet while Cassava shambles up slowly, but looking gleeful, “You said my name!”
Estrina wipes a hand over face, mostly out of exasperation. “Yeah, I guess I did. Doesn’t mean I’m not going to pit you out in a minute.”
Cassava grins, “I’d let you… but only after I butt you out and take your title.”
“You can try!” Starfire dashes forward with a left hook that gets a little Super, Onika stumbles back circling till she hits the ropes and springs back with a punch of her own, planting it in Estrina’s kisser. The Singaporean retreats till she hits the coils and rebounds into a straight right that threatens to split Cassava’s lip. Back and forth they pinball punches into one another, eventually easing into a standing duel, trading right crosses to the face. The FAWNatics loved both of them and the crowd tonight was split down the middle, meaning each connecting fist was cheered no matter who was struck or who was doing the striking. Cassava and Estrina matched each other blow for blow, wild swings that rattled the teeth and crane the neck, but around the tenth punch or so Cassava started losing pace. Eventually Estrina started two hits for every one of Cassava’s, then three then four, then the Lightweight Champ is just firing off both hands to no reprisal, Cassava’s stepping on fence posts in a forced retreat with a weak guard that Starfire punches through.
A fast bomb from the left makes Cassava see stars and she has to throw her arms around Estrina in a clinch to keep from falling, the brunette’s arms jerk up either to suplex or hug The Superfan but Estrina forces her hands down. Onika sssllooowly slides down The Stunner’s body, basically acting as a human squeegee, wiping off the layer of sweat from Estrina’s front till she ends up kneeling dazed in front the champion. A shot that will get a double page spread in the next gladiatrix. Starfire studies her a moment, re-analyzing all their interactions before reaching down under Cassava’s belly and hoists her up onto her shoulders and throwing Cassava down in a rarely seen snap powerbomb.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=qTpn1zKHeo0
Estrina throws herself over Onika’s plus sized haunches and presses down at the ankles hanging by The BMD’s ears for hopefully the match ending pin, when the ref’s hand hit the mat twice Cassava somehow bucks her off the booty and they slump to opposite sides. Both fighters are looking hard ridden at this point, it's just a matter of time till we see who gets put away wet.
Seeing Onika get up on shaky feet Estrina runs ahead to the ropes and uses them to leech some build up speed for a Hurricanrana, The Celestial Stunner makes a seamless bound to Cassava’s shoulders and leans back-
SLAM!
Cassava grabs Estrina’s hands just as her dark ponytail touched the ground, with a wide crouch and a full body flex Onika puuullls a wide-eyed Starfire back onto her shoulders before executing a surprisingly powerful sit out powerbomb!
youtu.be/4GHrSaEVj18?t=91
The champion lets out a slight groan as she flattens into the canvas with the challenger pulling her closer and places her legs over her arms for the…
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOOO!!!!
The Celestial Stunner bucks Cassava off before the third count and turns onto her side, clutching the back off her head as she rolls towards the ring apron, separating herself from Cassava in order to take a breather. The challenger isn’t faring much better, taking longer than usual to get up onto her feet. With the ropes, Starfire pulls herself up to boot leather, on the ring apron and tiredly rests herself with her arms over the top rope facing the sea of FAWNatics.
Seeing Estrina dead-tired in the coils, Cassava accelerates herself towards the far set of ropes and bounces off them. Making use of the speed and momentum gathered over the distance she hops and spins her Buns of Mass Destruction towards The Glistening Goddess with the intent of knocking her from the ring, but Starfire quickly steps aside, letting Cassava hang on the ropes as she THWACKS a powerful roundhouse kick to the back of Cassava’s head! Bringing her momentum to a cold stop!
Onika slumps like a boneless human, hanging by one arm over the top strand and her buns on the middle. Catching wind in her sails again, Starfire mounts onto the second rope and wraps her arm around Onika’s head, sealing Onika’s features under her hot perspiring armpit!
“TASTE MY POWER!” Estrina snarls as she leans backwards, placing the pressure on Cassava’s neck with the help of the ropes as the Reggie counts ...ONE, TWO, THREE…
Cassava frantically taps on Estrina’s arms but the submission could not be registered under a rope break situation. Estrina shifts her pit smother into a reverse headlock and slingshots herself back into the ring with one free arm, keeping hold of Cassava’s head and drives her into the mat with an improvised Cutter. Estrina quickly flips the insensate Cassava onto her back, sitting on her face and hooking her leg for the…
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOOO!!!!
Having mastered the art of facesitting Cassava knows when it's being applied to her even at the lowest rung of consciousness and knows how to escape one, even if she has to taste a bit of cheek in the process. Jolting to the side just in time to save the match The Superfan deposits Estrina sharply on her shoulder, the champ pounds a fist into the mat at yet another denied pinfall and works to get up while Cassava has to use climb the black and white mountain of muscle that is Ref. Reginald to get to her naked feet. The absolute unit of an official mutters some surprised half-protests as the exhausted young beauty pulls on his belt.
“Ahhh, I’m not sure if this is within the FAWN rulebook?”
Cassava throws an arm around his back lightly pressing her chest into his abs as she leans against him for support, “Oh, I’m sure it’s fine,” she puffed, gas tank running on empty. “Hardly the most salacious thing to-LOOK OUT!”
Onika shoves the referee to the side as a recovered Estrina speeds toward them with pain on her mind. Dodging an NFL-worthy tackle, Cassava quickly trails behind a running Celestial Stunner, stopping within spitting distance when Starfire turns to hit the rubber coated steel and The Sweaty One gets sprung into Cassava’s hands and shoved into the sky. Estrina flails her arms not expecting the change in altitude… meaning her chin was unguarded when Onika turns, grabs her ankles thrusting her awesome ass high enough so it uppercuts Estrina on her way down!
SPONTANEOUS BOOTAY (HIP ATTACK 133)
www.youtube.com/watch?v=1ZYVCjpkUak
Starfire’s falls onto her back upon her features bouncing off the firm buns of Cassava, but she rolls onto her front to prevent a cover attempt. The champion pushes onto her fours but aid unexpectedly came from her back with Cassava tugging her togs to haul the champion back to her feet. Capitalizing on the woozy Starfire, Cassava grabbed her left shoulder to turn her around but Starfire goes for another round and THWACKS her with a surprise spinning back fist!
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ADB9ZudZCik
Cassava’s expression blanks out as she limply backpedals before her rubbery feet give way to her knees. Meanwhile, Starfire retreats and leans to the ropes to catch a much-needed breather. Cassava drops onto her hands and tries to shake the ringing out of her right ear. Determined to dispatch the challenger immediately, Starfire quickly doubles up and tucks Onika’s head between her clammy thighs. Wrapping her arms around Cassava’s waist, Estrina hauls the challenger upwards with a deep grunt but Cassava’s legs began to flutter in mid-air, making it difficult for the champion to complete her set-up for the Supernova! Estrina drops Cassava back onto the deck, takes a deep breath and “HUUUGGHHH!!!!”. This time, Cassava resists even harder. Frustrated, Estrina delivers a couple of clubbing blows to Cassava’s back when out of nowhere, Cassava catches second wind and pushes the champion into the air, draping The Celestial Stunner down her back like a backpack with her face near the Buns of Mass Destruction. Estrina’s eyes widened in shock and begin to flail. Thankfully, the champion’s vaunted sweatiness comes into play and she is able to, with enough wriggle, slip out Cassava’s grasps and roll onto the deck. As she rolls down, Estrina firmly holds Cassava by her waist, trying to roll the challenger up with a Sunset Flip. But the challenger resists once more with her palms on her knees despite Starfire’s best efforts. Cassava slaps her glutes and let her free weight drop onto Estrina’s chest with a THUD!
BUT NOBODY’S HOME! The agile Starfire gets out of the way, letting Cassava’s ass kiss the thinly-sheathed plywood. Cassava groans as she massages the pain out of her butt leaving her back open, allowing the Glistening Goddess to approach from behind and loops her arm around her face!
“MMMMMMMMPPPHHHHHHH!!!!” Cassava’s arms flail as the champion seals her features with her hot perspiring armpit!
Pits of Starfire (2:44)
www.youtube.com/watch?v=gYrkRMymvQE
The champion quickly drops onto her back and secures a strong bodyscissors squeezing the air of Cassava. Five seconds into the hold Cassava was convinced she was in Starfire’s clutches for five years. She squirmed and writhed in a bid to escape the Celestial Stunner but Estrina sent another crushing pulse through her legs that threatened to cut The Superfan in half, the trapped challenger let out a gurgling whine that was partly smothered by Starfire’s infamous armpit. Estrina doubles down on the noose pressed tight around Onika’s face putting some creak in that neck while driving her deeper into the pit. Alternating between flexing her arms and legs at random intervals Estrina kept her young victim confused and convulsing, unable to get a clear moment to think of an escape plan. After a particularly vicious squeeze from the champ Cassava could not take the pain and the lack of air any further, frantically tapping on Estrina’s shoulder to beg for a release.
DING! DING! DING!
“Your winner and STILL fawn’s Lightweight Champion… ESTRINA STARFIRE!!!”
As soon as the bell is rung Estrina breaks the bodyscissors and the loop of her arms finally letting Onika breathe clear oxygen again. The BMD champ gulps down air greedily with a heaving chest, lying on top of Starfire like a living blanket till the victrix shoves her off onto her belly. Estrina rises to ecstatic applause, the Orlando audience rewarding both wrestlers for a fight well fought. Estrina closes her eyes as she gets her hand raised by official Reginald Worthington III and just basks in the glow of her victory a moment before looking over at her opponent; Cassava had turned over now looking up at the house lights, the tuckered out Frenemy With Benefits had her eyes open but unfocused, mouth slightly open as her chest heaved, Cassava’s body lying in mid-snow angel still suffering post-pit syndrome.
Starfire lets out a resigned breath and walks over to Cassava’s corner and picks up her Kylie Corps brand autograph book and pen, then waves at a ring attendant to throw her a towel. Flipping the book to a blank page Estrina writes down her signature in cursive and places it by Onika’s hip, then she writes something on the towel near an end before loosely folding it under Onika’s head and slipping the pen into the book. When the dozing Cassava wakes up, she’ll be happy to find Estrina’s name in her book of memories and a note from the champ with her phone number etched into her new favorite towel.
“Call me if you wanna sweat.”
“INTRODUCING FIRST! FROM PLEASANT VALLEY IOWA… SHE STANDS AT 5 FEET 2 INCHES TALL AND WEIGHS IN AT 125LBS… SHE IS THE FIRST, CURRENT, AND ONLY BUNS OF MASS DESTRUCTION CHAMPION… THIS IS CASSAVA ONIKA!!!”
KICK PUNCH- 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 is visible through the thin fabric keeping her C Cups (borderline Ds) from flashing the fans as she bounced to and fro. On her wide hips were a pair of purple 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, Cassava dipped low and made her cheeks clap before making her way down to the ring, slapping hands along the way.
CASSAVA ONIKA
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 dies, she looks at referee Reginald Worthington and grins mischievously. To everyone’s delight she rolls out of the ring and whispers into the announcer’s ear, who bites back a laugh and speaks into the microphone as Cassava re-enters the ring.
“Officiating the match will be referee Reginald ‘The official you tell your boyfriend not to worry about’ Worthington!”
REGINALD ASHLEY WORTHINGTON THE THIRD
The world’s largest referee flashes a bemused and charming smile before a laughing audience, the Brit pops a bicep curl in response to Cassava’s good-natured ribbing and the air fills with the squeals of a thousand thirsty women. The muscular official walks over and does his pre-match check for foreign objects on the Online Sensation, “Do you have a clever intro for every referee?”
Cassava nodded, enjoying the light touch of Reginald’s large hands on her person, “I have one or two for everyone, and a few more for my favorites.” She ruffles his hair, “Looking vascular today Reggie.”
“Thank you.”
“INTRODUCING HER OPPONENT! FROM SINGAPORE...SHE STANDS AT 5 FEET 4 INCHES TALL AND WEIGHS IN AT 118 POUNDS...SHE IS THE DEFENDING FAWN LIGHTWEIGHT CHAMPION OF THE WORLD...THE CELESTIAL STUNNER...ESTRINA STARFIRE!”
MOUNTAIN SONG- JOE SATRIANI
www.youtube.com/watch?v=b3j3mIXASfw
The lights in the arena dimmed as the music started oozing out of the speakers when a bright light shone behind the curtains, revealing a familiar silhouette. As the music hit its high notes, a cannonade of pyrotechnics fired into the air and out of the dispersing smoke came the champion along with lour cheers from the Stargazers.
ESTRINA STARFIRE
Dressed in her usual skimpy white V-neck one piece dipping all the way down to her navel, completed with red paddings and white boots, the champion swept a finger across the crowd before posing in a wide ‘T’, pushing her cape aside to reveal the gold around her waist while the Superfan squealed in excitement. Delaying no further, the champion marched down the ramp, trying as much as possible to give ‘fives’ to the front row audience as she climbed up the ring steps. Once through the ropes, Starfire ascended to the middle ropes pointed one finger towards the rafters before undoing her cape and throwing it onto the ringside. Getting the crowd high enough, the Singaporean Star hopped back onto the deck and unstrapped her belt, touring the ring with the belt hoisted above her head before handing it over to Reggie, who inspected the belt and exhibited it to four sides of the ring. Before returning to the corner, the champion gave a short glance at the challenger before returning into her corner where Reggie proceeded to check her.
Just as Reggie finished his check of Starfire, The Superfan had nervously walked over to the enemy territory with her autograph book and pen in hand.
“” Uh, before we burn this place down could I get your autograph?” She asks nervously, “It’s my goal to wrestle all my favorites and commemorate each event.”
Estrina’s eyebrow started twitching, their last encounter fresh in her mind and their second reinforcing the influencer’s first impression.
“You’re in a title match rookie. Your goal should be to leave with the championship. Or in your case, limping away without my boot prints in your ass.”
Onika smiles and shrugs, “I’m working on multiple goals at the same time. I’m ambidextrous.”
Losing patience Estrina grabs the pen and notebook and forces them down a hapless but happy Cassava’s cleavage, a smattering of boos cries out from The BMD’s long-time fans but most of the crowd find this scene pretty funny,
Estrina points to over Cassava’s shoulder, “Get to your corner so we can start this, rookie!”
The Superfan giggles unoffended as she pulls her prized possession from betwixt her breasts, “I like it that you call me rookie, makes it feel like we’re in a buddy cop movie.”
Estrina is beginning to feel that this bikini meat has no understanding of how lucky she is to have this opportunity and it is PISSING HER OFF, “I’m no buddy with you girl! I’m the hero kicking ass!”
"Careful, this ass kicks back!' Cassava still has that unflappable aura of giddy fangirl but there were flashes of professional competitiveness peeking through.
Starfire chests in to her rival for the night, exploiting a rare height advantage, “Bring it!”
At this point the sinewy zebra wormed his way between the champion and the ‘champion’ and made them go to their separate corners for the starting bell.
DING DING!!
The two fighters make for a shared destination of the center ring each probing a hand for a grip. Cassava meets Estrina’s eyes and they nod, simultaneously going into a lock u- Estrina raise arm and goes for a pit smother! Stepping inside Onika’s personal space swiftly and imperceptibly, Starfire bends her arm back and manages to touch her pit to the tip of Onika’s nose before the smaller girl backpedals in a start.
“What’s the matter? I haven’t even started sweating yet.” Estrina asked, happy that the antics threw her off her game.
Cassava was shaken at first but that infuriating look of joviality returned like it never left, "Heheh, not gonna be that easy"
“This. In your face.” Estrina smirks, raising her arm showing what made her famous.
Cassava turns to show her profile to Starfire and glides her hands around and down her ass, clutching where cheek meets thigh. "This. around your face."
SPANK!
“Aaah!”
Estrina’s right leg becomes a blur as it whips and bisects Onika’s glutes. A sound reminiscent of a bat striking wet clay echoes as Cassava shudders and stumbles forward. Cassava tries to spin around to return fire but the Celestial Stunner grabs her left shoulder from behind and starts laying in forearms, elbows, and punches to her back and kidneys. Uttering short gasps of pain with each blow Onika manages to twist and land a glancing backhand to Starfire’s cheek. More irritated than hurt Estrina switches gears and focus on her opponent’s obvious assets. Gripping both of her shoulders now Estrina starts pumping knee strikes into the meat of Cassava’s buttocks, alternating between left and right she forced the Kylie stan on a pain-ridden and shameful walk to the ropes which she greedily took hold of to force a break. With time short Estrina switches to degrading, full swing spanks that jerks Onika’s hips side to side. Forehand and backhand.
ONE! (SPANKSPANK)
TWO! (SPANKSPANK)
THREE! (SPANKSPANK)
FOUR! (SPANKSPANK)
Starfire ceases her paddling and backs up to center ring with hands on hips and a satisfied look on her face. With a pained grimace Cassava gently massaged her lower hills as she turned face the champion.
“Was that a playful ‘welcome to the big time’ spanking, a ‘I just had to slap that’ spanking, or ‘you shouldn’t here’ spanking?”
Estrina answers flatly, “That was a ‘get your head in the game’ ass whipping. And you last reprieve, rookie.”
Cassava takes an amused expression as she inches forward, “Sure thing Detective Lacey.”
This time lock up isn’t a feint; the two straining to maneuver the other into a vulnerable position, often shifting places as they forced each other into traveling a wide circle. neither willing to take the mental penalty of being driven into a corner.
Estrina begins making some headway and is slowly coercing The Superfan back inch by inch, but hit a dead stop when their shadows touch the bottom buckle. People often underestimate the power in Cassava’s lower body and Starfire may have been one of them, she grunts in frustration as she’s forced into her own retreat at a faster pace than she was moving Cassava, partially due to The Online Sensation having a better grip on the ring floor with her bare feet.
A forehead grind piles on to their test of wills, neither are sure who started it but it led to a lot of eye contact. Estrina’s angry gaze telling silently that Onika’s about to get her head kicked in if she doesn't take this seriously, while Cassava’s peepers full of mirth. She’s really enjoying all the attention she’s getting from the champ, and that just makes Estrina livid.
Starfire is about 12 inches away from losing a nearly non-existent mental edge she had on the Hipster when she changes tactics; she stomps a boot heel onto Cassava’s toes, the dyed blonde yelps and involuntarily tucks it back leaving her helpless when Estrina sweeps her into the corner, Cassava’s back echoing against the turnbuckles. The Singaporean breaks the lock and draws her arm back for a single rapid and resonating chop that reddens Onika’s décolletage and makes the Iowan cross her arms over her tits protectively. Estrina shoves them aside and loops Onika’s arms over the top ropes; she adjusts her stance and start treating Onika’s belly and chest like the sand bag at the gym, large sweeping kicks that makes the light perspiration on Cassava’s body fly off with each hit and catch the light.
Starfire speedbags about six kicks in before Ref. Reginald count hits the limit, taking a sagging Cassava by the wrist she Irish whips her on route to the far corner and following about three steps behind planning to sandwich Kylie’s Number One Fan between herself and the buckles. Cassava’s abused tits bounce with a sting as she’s made to jog but that pain helps her think straight. Sticking her arms straight out she stops her crash in the corner by grabbing the uppermost ropes and uses her momentum to pull her legs in then straight out, her short but curvy body floats over a charging Starfire who can’t stop herself from crashing chest first into the post.
Arms now crossed over HER chest Estrina walks backward into Cassava’s hungry arms that wrap tightly around her waist, The brunette lets out a puff of air as The BMD moves her grip up and the loop squeezes just under her navel, Cassava widens her feet and tries to haul Estrina up and over for a German Suplex but the champ deadweights at the last moment. The Superfan growls in frustration, doubles up on her grip and sends Estrina sky high for a rough-wait! Starfire adds the strength of her powerful legs into the throw and she flips at her apex and like with a cat-like grace lands behind the challenger. The moment her feet touch the ground Starfire pulls her knees into the air and fires a basement drop kick to the pit to Onika’s left knee!
“Errgh!”
The Online Sensation forcibly genuflects with her back to the Celestial Stunner, Estrina sprints ahead to rebound off the near ropes to ram a flying knee between Cassava’s eyes.
RUNNING KNEE
youtu.be/hiViWAQjlqw?t=27
The crowd gives it’s first “OOOHHHH!!” of the night, many fearing Cassava’s nose had become an innie. The Milk Chocolate Mauler looks pretty mauled in the match so far, Estrina’s running a clinic on Cassava right at the start of the match. The dyed blonde lies on her back, her left leg bent and trapped under her person with arms akimbo. Starfire takes Cassava’s right leg in both hands and pulls it in close for a tight back press pin, Worthington makes the count…
ONE!!
TWO!!
Cassava doesn't kick out but she does reach up and grab the bottom rope in her left hand, halting the count. Estrina rolls her eyes, considering this her own slip up rather than a showing of Cassava’s resolve.
“You’ve just barely exceeded my expectations rookie. You might be something in 5 years or so,” Estrina stands and pulls a groggy Onika up with her then whips her across the squared circle. She backs into the ropes and sets off to meet her mid ring with a clothesline cocked and ready but Onika manages to duck the oncoming bicep and passes by the champ, Cassava rebounds off another set of ropes returning to Starfire at a greater speed while the lightweight champ skids to stop some distance away from the coils, and turns to face the challenger. Cassava long jumps and spins mid-air aiming that perfectly round ass like a missile at Estrina, but she sidesteps the booty letting the rookie whiff past her, back first into the ropes. Estrina cocks a foot back for a match ending bicycle kick to the face but Cassava’s coming in too hot and too low burying her shoulder into Starfire’s gut with a Hawkeye-like spear! (Hip attack 11)
Estrina’s feet leave the canvas as the air explodes out of her body just before her back hits the ring floor with a force the vibrates the plywood. Cassava doesn’t take time to savour the moment, hand springing off Estrina’s ambushed body onto her feet then leaping up to crush the champ in an everyday but effective banzai drop
youtu.be/4ffh_eJauGo?t=124
Onika sits on Starfire’s humbled chest but raises a hand to stop Reggie from dropping down, just taking a millisecond to analyze the champ’s gaping face to measure the damage.
“Not quite there yet…” Cassava mutters to herself running back to the wall of ropes by Estrina’s feet. She jumps and turns to stand on the second coil, her famous buns facing the audience the top rope pressing into them lightly the moment she’s there. Springboarding off, the ASSassain shoots out her legs in a wide V, her glutes leaving a devastating impression on The Stunner’s innards.
BOMBS AWAY- SECOND ROPE (hip attack 51)
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The champ’s legs kick up when Onika uses her stomach as a crash pad and the challenger collects them under her arms trapping Estrina in a matchbook, she has been rocked by this Butt-bardement and can only croak as a protest when Cassava settles her weight atop her. The official dives in for the 3 count.
ONE!!
TWO!!
THRENNOOOO!!
So, so close!
Starfire wrenches to the side taking Cassava with her, saving herself and her title in the nick of time. The audience applauds the last flurry of offense as the fighters collect themselves, Starfire suddenly much more worse for wear than her opponent who she was dominating up till now, the flow of match changing sharply with just three moves. Champ and Challenger go to all fours side by side. Smiling a friendly smile Onika reaches over and pats Estrina on the shoulder.
“I have to say you’re exceeding my expectations 4 times over!”
Estrina shoves the hand off her and tries to grab the overly chummy newb by the shirt, but Cassava intercepts her by the wrist and straddles it facing away from the brunette; Cassava turns, bending Starfire’s arm around her legs as she dives under the bowing champ, slipping an arm under Starfire’s left shoulder as she rolls. Estrina goes from hands and knees to trapped on top of her shoulders. Cassava locks her hands in an S grip trapping the champ’s left limbs in the loop and her right arm under a leg, Estrina’s left with a boot kicking wildly in the air trapped in a classic La Magistral.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=xkYlNW6_ARU
ONE!
TWO!
THREENOOO!
Estrina kicks out of the roll up and quickly scrambles to her feet, flustered by the dangerously close call. Brimming with exultation, the Superfan continues to build her momentum. She quickly dashes into the ropes and pinballs back to the center, using the distance to accelerate herself and plo-NO!
The clairvoyant Starfire sees through the incoming hip attack and dropkicks Cassava on her behind. Even though Cassava hardly feels a thing given her blessed ASSets, the break in her momentum is sufficient to let The Celestial Stunner recollect herself and prepares for a retaliatory offense.
Starfire switches up to a kickboxing stance and Onika gently massages her bum as she rose. Right after she turns around, Estrina rushes with a right elbow, a left body shot, a right kick to the thigh that brings the Superfan down on one knee. The champion then makes a beeline for the ropes and delivers a second knee to face for the night!
SHINING WIZARD www.youtube.com/watch?v=4GgKThHoZAA
As Cassava collapse into a starfish, Estrina scrambles to her feet and dove across her body for the…
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOOO!!!
“Still think it’s four times?” Estrina asks as she hauls the dizzy Cassava to boot leather. Grabbing the Superfan by one wrist, Starfire presses Cassava shoulder-to-shoulder into the ropes and slings her across the ring. Estrina trails her to the center of the ring and where she trips the challenger face first into the canvas with a Drop Toe Hold!
DROP TOE HOLD www.youtube.com/watch?v=QIjTOTNsU-Q
“URG!” The Superfan clutches her nose as her head bounces up from the canvas. Unbeknown to her, Starfire scissors one leg between her legs and catches Cassava’s face in a S-grip, trapping her in a STF early in the match!
STF www.youtube.com/watch?v=bbqn04bg2XM
“AHHHHH!!!!! NO! NO! NO GIVE!” Cassava waggles her finger ‘NO’ and quickly crawls with her elbow trying to save herself.
“TAP OUT ROOKIE!” Estrina demands as the smaller but heavier lightweight continues to drag their combined bodyweight towards the bottom rope. Despite best effort to resist the pull, Cassava quickly reaches and grasps the rope promoting the ref to count…
ONE!
Estrina breaks off the hold and held her arm high, slowly backing off from the contestant, giving her room to recover while she rallies the crowd by sexily running her finger down her armpit and ‘flicking’ it in the direction of Cassava.
Cassava chuckles as she rises to her feet with the help of the ropes, “Heh, that’s pretty good, Champ!”
“Come on Cassava, bring it! I’m just beginning to sweat!” Estrina begins to respond favorably to the efforts of the rookie, asking the challenger to meet her halfway in the ring.
Cassava switches up to a karate stance as she approaches the champ step-by-step, inviting Estrina to a striking contest. Without uttering a word, the champion accepts by raising her arms to a boxing guard. Eager to deliver a quick knockout, Estrina carelessly swings a strong right hook and MISSES, giving Onika the opening for a straight right punch into Estrina’s nose. Estrina’s face scrunches as the punch lands, sending her a few steps back. Weak on her stance now, Cassava takes the champion to the ground with a leg sweep. With Estrina flat on her back, Onika takes the opportunity and crushes her face with a Leg Drop!
“Starting to work up a little perspiration myself!” Cassava observed with a laugh, spinning off her haunches she kneels at Estrina side and quickly takes her arm and leg in hand and somersaults over the Stunner’s body, flipping Estrina over onto her chest and face. Cassava pulls Estrina’s arm across her lap but just as it looks like she’s about to set in a retaliatory crossface, the Online Sensation dives back the way she came. The champion’s taut arm used as a leash to flop Starfire in the same direction, but this time most of the champion’s weight is on her shoulder blades. Onika lies atop Starfire’s stretched back arms and adds a little insurance by grabbing the champ’s kicking right boot and pulling it down in front of her, forcing Estrina to arch her back over the BMD. Meaning her neck and shoulders are pressed against the mat in prime pin position!
youtu.be/ffwrwbbHPG0?list=WL&t=92
ONE!!
TWO!!
THRE(“ERRGH!)NNOOOO!!!
The fear of losing her title and countless hours at the gym allow Starfire to lean into the bridge and blast those neck muscles to clear a couple of centimeters off the canvas, stopping the count. When the bridge collapses Onika’s grip is loose and Starfire can roll across the back of the challenger to freedom, climbing to her feet while massaging her neck to ward off a cramp.
“Wow,” Cassava looks at her in admiration as she stands up, “I honestly didn’t think you were getting out of that.”
Estrina narrows her eyes at this assessment and responds with a little venom, “I honestly didn’t think you’d last past the third minute.”
Onika tilts her head back gives a Seth Rogen like laugh, “We got a good vibe going, you should come on my show! Maybe a cooking segment or some-”
The Buns of Mass Destruction is cut off by a straight kick to the chest that nearly knocks her off her heels. Cassava goes for a clothesline but Estrina takes the back of her scalp and pulls her face down onto a posted knee, then reels her in for a snap DDT that drives Cassava into the ring floor like a javelin before she falls completely. She starts to push herself up and takes a FIFA finals soccer kick to the ribs that takes the challenger a foot off the canvas before Cassava drops back to ground level, holding her side and trying not to cry. Nudging Cassava in her new sore spot with the toe of her boot Estrina tips the mewling beauty face up on the mat; The Princess of Perspiration turns her back on the new Booty queen and executes a picture perfect moonsault that touches down knees first in Onika’s abdomen.
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The now trembling Iowan would have screamed but could only produce some pained groans and squeaks, she blinks several times and her mouth opens and closes independently of her choosing in a bid for air. Estrina swipes a hand from her navel to her cleavage and flicks the collected sweat into the gasping Onika’s mouth.
“Instead of making videos you should focus on your grappling rookie.”
Starfire gives her cheek a tart little slap that was more chiding than painful then uses Cassava’s pink and blonde mane as leash to pull her a kneeling seat, the challenger’s arms crossed over her stomach prioritizing it over her hair. Starfire doesn't mind however; Cassava’s curvy body offers plenty of juicy targets. Positioning herself by Cassava’s side and swings a low roundhouse kick that ‘Claps!” against The BMD’s large chest. And she does it again... and again... and again! Each kick flattening her perky C cups before setting them a wobble. After the third kick Onika moves her arms up to protect her gurls so Estrina alters her aim and trikes under the guard into the meat of the underboob, the dyed blonde shudders crying out a shrill “AAAI!” and her feeble guard dismantles leaving a thin cotton shirt and bra their only protection.
Pausing her kick party Estrina raises her well defined leg and places her hands just above her white boot; she slowly caresses her smooth skin as her hands travel up her leg. The crowd sensing what’s about to happen plays along and builds the tension, crying out in unison, “Oooooooo…” a low rumble that builds in speed and tension as Estrina’s hands collect dew drops off her stem, and explode in the climax when she throws the collected sweat in Onika’s face.
“OOOOHHH!!!”
“Go back to wrestling school rookaaAHHH!!”
Starfire looks to kick Onika’s juggs into the crowd as a souvenir for a lucky fan but The Superfan bends back letting the boot, and the body it’s connected to, pass by her. As Cassava bends forward, she throws an arm between Estrina’s legs, tips her over and rolls her up in a flash pin!
ONE!!
TWO!!
Estrina kicks out! Escaping Cassava’s clutches at the last moment, she shoves the Iowan away and the two wrestlers scramble to their feet. Estrina fires a crisp right hook but Cassava ducks and escapes to the champ’s six o’clock, now back to back Onika entwines her arms with Estrina’s and goes forehead to canvas for a backslide pin.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=3CnNRtRuors
ONE!!
TWO!!
Estrina crunches her stomach and kicks her legs till she rolls off Cassava’s back to end up face to face with the challenger on the ring floor. Cassava jerks like she’s trying to beat Starfire to standing and the champ falls for it, popping to her feet. The ASSassin steals her ankles puts Estrina on her back in a double leg takedown; now ass on the mat with her legs in Cassava’s hands and spread in a V, some fans expect a low blow but Cass just flits through Estrina’s stems and lands palms first on the canvas, her crotch hovering above the champ’s face with Onika’s ankles grapevined around the pits of her knees, Starfire now contorted in another matchbook.
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ONE!!
TWO!!
Estrina kick outs but fans can tell it’s taking more effort with the grunt the Singaporean Star makes and the sheen of sweat on her body. This time Onika doesn't bother with the fancy stuff and shoves Estrina over and covers her in a tight lateral press.
ONE!!
TWO!!
Estrina extends a long leg and places it on the bottom rope. Referee Worthington halts his count and Onika knee walks backward from her wrestling senior without him needing to say so. As Estrina slowly climbs the ropes keeping her eyes on the bottom-heavy new blood, the audience gives the ring occupants a warm applause for all their efforts.
Doing a bit of huffing and puffing, Estrina is leaning back against the coils, arms spread out along the top rope but standing mostly under her own power. A tad exasperated at the influx of covers she asks,” What’s with all the flash pins? You trying to take the easy way out rookie?”
Cassava laughs that notion off,” Heck no! This is all strategy my glistening goddess, I needed to put a drain your Bedok sized reservoir of energy, so I figured...pin ya a bunch,” she shrugs nonchalantly. “It takes more strength to kick out of a pin then applying one. You’re feeling the burn, right?”
Truthfully Starfire was feeling the length of the match a bit sooner than usual, the level of dampness on her ring wear made it seem she was wrestling for another 5-10 minutes longer than she actually had. Even Ref. Reggie seemed a little winded, the heaving of his large pecs testing the tightness of his black and whites, much to the pleasure of the females in the audience, in the ring, and in the locker room.
“I will make sure I wipe that pit sweat on your face!” Estrina growls at the bottom-heavy young blood.
Estrina rushes in and sets up a lock up and abandons it for an arm wringer, capturing Cassava’s left wrist twisting it around and yanking it to work the rookie’s shoulder. Cassava grits her teeth and slaps at it to numb the pain, Estrina steps behind Onika for a Hammerlock that the Kylie Corps member reverses just before it sets in. Onika pours on the pressure as she maneuvers them near whipping distance to a corner, mentally hitting her mark Cassava switches to an arm bar and uses it to ram her good shoulder into Starfire’s. The Celestial Stunner cries out as Cassava plays tetherball with her rotator cuff, the following Irish Whip to the corner testing its limits as well, the short distance guaranteeing another bad bump to the shoulder but Estrina turns at the last second taking the buckles with her back.
Unfortunately, that may have been Cassava’s plan. The moment Estrina turns and hits the post her face is immediately engulfed in The Buns of Mass Destruction Champion’s Buns of Mass Destruction! Cassava was two steps behind Starfire the entire time and as the taller brunette spun Cassava jumped and spun as well. The Online Sensation’s feet landing on the second ropes, she takes hold of the top coils for a stable position and she backs dat ass up! Making Estrina’s entire world hot, sweaty, smothering darkness. Knowing FAWN policy on giving extra time for corner fun The Woman of 1000 hip attacks takes advantage, clenching her glutes turning them into a steel vice on the outer ridges of Estrina’s face!
Starfire shuddered and slapped at the badonkadonk that was acting as a bizarre Iron Claw, the innovative move took away her air as well as threatening to cave in her skull. Onika made sure to grind it in and shake it to keep up the illusion that it was a fun humiliation tactic and not a debilitating one. The official’s count nearing DQ levels Cassava dismounts near her broken filly into a forward tumble on the canvas to standing then runs back for a gutting hip check to Estrina’s belly. (hip attack 453)
The only keeping the champion up was Onika’s medicine ball of an ass pinning her to the post, so when the rookie steps away Estrina crumples to a seat, head lolling. Cassava runs full speed to corner diagonal from Estrina, slaps the buckle and runs back to slam the curve of her buttocks in Estrina’s face like a car crash!
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Starfire slumps back into the corner head hanging over the bottom strand, out like a light. Devoid of any motion, as Cassava drags her to the center of the ring and hooks her leg for the…
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOO!!!
Starfire barely kicks out of the three count, looking rather disoriented as she rolls onto her side. Delighted by the success of her strategy, Cassava peels the champion off the canvas onto her rubbery legs. Straddling one leg over Estrina’s, Cassava wraps one of Estrina’s arms as leverage, locks it, and PULLS it backwards as she squats, attempting to score an elusive submission victory over The Celestial Stunner!
The sudden stretch of her torso sends a wave of pain that jolts Estrina back to her senses! “Nuu--NOOAAHHHHH!!!”, Estrina cries as she shakes her head until Cassava reaches for her free leg and pulls it upwards!
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“How’s this? My glistening goddess. It would be an honor if you submit to me! No hard feelings!” Cassava chirps as she torments Estrina. But Estrina refuses to submit, shaking her head ‘NO’ while steadying herself with deep breaths. She grinds her teeth and fights through the pain, slowly regaining her focus, bends her elbow and smashes it into Cassava’s knee.
“Nghhh…” Cassava mewls slightly, letting Starfire know that her elbow strikes are working, encouraging her to continuously pummel away. The dull pain in Onika’s knee slowly builds up, until a point where she has to relinquish the hold. Before Onika can unhook her arm, Estrina yanks hard and throws her over with a Hip Toss!
“Ugh!” Cassava winces as she lands on her bum, gently massaging it as she sits up only to receive another dropkick in her behind, sending her tumbling out of the ring to the ringside. The champion scrambles to her feet, clutching her right oblique as she carefully ascends the ring post nearest to the challenger.
As Cassava begins to stir, The Celestial Stunner readies herself, carefully erecting herself on the top ropes. She waits patiently as Cassava begins to turn and LEAPS into the air, spreading her body perpendicular to the ground before crashing fully into the self-proclaimed BMD champion. Cassava flattens into a spread eagle while Starfire rolls through onto her knees, still clutching her waist to dull the pain from the earlier stretch.
“This match HOT enough for you? It CERTAINLY is for me!” The sweaty grappler pushes herself back to boot leather and peels her insensate opponent off the ringside. Grabbing her by her white top and waistband and throws her back into the ring. Keeping hold of Cassava’s head, Estrina pulls it out beyond the apron. “I’m sure this is the moment you are waiting for Cassava.” Estrina coos into her ear and lifts her arm, brandishing her hot perspiring armpit above her opponent’s face as the crowd chants, “PIT! PIT! PIT!”.
“Now eat this!” Estrina yells as she plants her armpit over Onika’s face and applies it in a headlock. “MMMMPPHHHHH” Cassava’s scream muffled by the sweaty flesh over her mouth and nose. The challenger kicks and flails as the ref counts.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Estrina relinquishes the smother at the count of three and swipes the drool off her armpit while Cassava crawls back to the corner, wiping the funk off her face and spitting the salty discharge out of the mouth. The Celestial Stunner promptly returns to the ring as Cassava slowly rises with the help of the ropes, huffing and puffing.
“You gave me a Stinkface, I’m returning the favor. No hard feelings.” Estrina coos into Cassava’s ear and raises her arm once more.
As Estrina’s armpit encroaches, The Superfan chuckles, “That was awesome! I can taste your power!”
“Wha--” The Glistening Goddess puzzled for a moment. “This is not for your enjoyment!” she growls before stuffing her armpit into Cassava’s features once more! “MMMmmmmmmm” The Superfan seems to be enjoying it a little more this time round, showing no attempts of struggle. Annoyed and flustered by her opponent’s reaction, Estrina quickly relinquishes the smother and whips Onika across the ring. As Cassava’s back hit the turnbuckles with a THUD, Starfire charges at bullet speed and smashes both her weaponized joints into the chest of Cassava, expelling all the air from her body.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=iMpochjcgYk
The Superfan clutches her chest and stumbles out of the corner as Starfire approaches from behind and forces her face into the canvas with a running bulldog! Estrina flips the challenger over and hooks her leg for the…
ONE!
TWO!
THRENNOOOO!!!
The challenger survives the fall, albeit barely. Estrina looks flustered by the kick out initially, but is beginning to be impressed by the young blood. Without skipping a beat, Starfire secures both her legs under her arms and flips her over, sitting on the small of her back and locks her in a traditional Boston Crab.
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“MMMMmmerrrem!”
Cassava whined piteously as Starfire did her best to fold her spine like a bedsheet, she dug her fingers into the mat and tried to crawl her way to a rope break but her efforts yielded small dividends. As little progress as it was Estrina didn't want to take the chance, so she sat up higher in her straddle and dropped her firm butt repeatedly on Cassava’s upper back, and just as a reminder of who owns this ring Estrina briefly steps back into more of a Lion Tamer to drop her rear on the back of Onika’s head. That little power move halts the challenger’s inching three quarters of the way to salvation.
“Just tap Cassava! You gave a good effort, no point in leaving with a disc out of place!” Kylie’s Number One Fan had a trembling hand hovering over the canvas when she heard Starfire’s order from on high, and her shaking stopped. Taking in a deep breath through her nose Onika does a push up with Estrina’s weight atop her and worms her way through the Celestial Stunner’s legs countering the crab with a sunset flip!
ONE!
Estrina’s legs WAP together boxing Cassava’s ears disintegrating the pin, Estrina rolls backwards onto her feet while Cassava shambles up slowly, but looking gleeful, “You said my name!”
Estrina wipes a hand over face, mostly out of exasperation. “Yeah, I guess I did. Doesn’t mean I’m not going to pit you out in a minute.”
Cassava grins, “I’d let you… but only after I butt you out and take your title.”
“You can try!” Starfire dashes forward with a left hook that gets a little Super, Onika stumbles back circling till she hits the ropes and springs back with a punch of her own, planting it in Estrina’s kisser. The Singaporean retreats till she hits the coils and rebounds into a straight right that threatens to split Cassava’s lip. Back and forth they pinball punches into one another, eventually easing into a standing duel, trading right crosses to the face. The FAWNatics loved both of them and the crowd tonight was split down the middle, meaning each connecting fist was cheered no matter who was struck or who was doing the striking. Cassava and Estrina matched each other blow for blow, wild swings that rattled the teeth and crane the neck, but around the tenth punch or so Cassava started losing pace. Eventually Estrina started two hits for every one of Cassava’s, then three then four, then the Lightweight Champ is just firing off both hands to no reprisal, Cassava’s stepping on fence posts in a forced retreat with a weak guard that Starfire punches through.
A fast bomb from the left makes Cassava see stars and she has to throw her arms around Estrina in a clinch to keep from falling, the brunette’s arms jerk up either to suplex or hug The Superfan but Estrina forces her hands down. Onika sssllooowly slides down The Stunner’s body, basically acting as a human squeegee, wiping off the layer of sweat from Estrina’s front till she ends up kneeling dazed in front the champion. A shot that will get a double page spread in the next gladiatrix. Starfire studies her a moment, re-analyzing all their interactions before reaching down under Cassava’s belly and hoists her up onto her shoulders and throwing Cassava down in a rarely seen snap powerbomb.
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Estrina throws herself over Onika’s plus sized haunches and presses down at the ankles hanging by The BMD’s ears for hopefully the match ending pin, when the ref’s hand hit the mat twice Cassava somehow bucks her off the booty and they slump to opposite sides. Both fighters are looking hard ridden at this point, it's just a matter of time till we see who gets put away wet.
Seeing Onika get up on shaky feet Estrina runs ahead to the ropes and uses them to leech some build up speed for a Hurricanrana, The Celestial Stunner makes a seamless bound to Cassava’s shoulders and leans back-
SLAM!
Cassava grabs Estrina’s hands just as her dark ponytail touched the ground, with a wide crouch and a full body flex Onika puuullls a wide-eyed Starfire back onto her shoulders before executing a surprisingly powerful sit out powerbomb!
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The champion lets out a slight groan as she flattens into the canvas with the challenger pulling her closer and places her legs over her arms for the…
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOOO!!!!
The Celestial Stunner bucks Cassava off before the third count and turns onto her side, clutching the back off her head as she rolls towards the ring apron, separating herself from Cassava in order to take a breather. The challenger isn’t faring much better, taking longer than usual to get up onto her feet. With the ropes, Starfire pulls herself up to boot leather, on the ring apron and tiredly rests herself with her arms over the top rope facing the sea of FAWNatics.
Seeing Estrina dead-tired in the coils, Cassava accelerates herself towards the far set of ropes and bounces off them. Making use of the speed and momentum gathered over the distance she hops and spins her Buns of Mass Destruction towards The Glistening Goddess with the intent of knocking her from the ring, but Starfire quickly steps aside, letting Cassava hang on the ropes as she THWACKS a powerful roundhouse kick to the back of Cassava’s head! Bringing her momentum to a cold stop!
Onika slumps like a boneless human, hanging by one arm over the top strand and her buns on the middle. Catching wind in her sails again, Starfire mounts onto the second rope and wraps her arm around Onika’s head, sealing Onika’s features under her hot perspiring armpit!
“TASTE MY POWER!” Estrina snarls as she leans backwards, placing the pressure on Cassava’s neck with the help of the ropes as the Reggie counts ...ONE, TWO, THREE…
Cassava frantically taps on Estrina’s arms but the submission could not be registered under a rope break situation. Estrina shifts her pit smother into a reverse headlock and slingshots herself back into the ring with one free arm, keeping hold of Cassava’s head and drives her into the mat with an improvised Cutter. Estrina quickly flips the insensate Cassava onto her back, sitting on her face and hooking her leg for the…
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOOO!!!!
Having mastered the art of facesitting Cassava knows when it's being applied to her even at the lowest rung of consciousness and knows how to escape one, even if she has to taste a bit of cheek in the process. Jolting to the side just in time to save the match The Superfan deposits Estrina sharply on her shoulder, the champ pounds a fist into the mat at yet another denied pinfall and works to get up while Cassava has to use climb the black and white mountain of muscle that is Ref. Reginald to get to her naked feet. The absolute unit of an official mutters some surprised half-protests as the exhausted young beauty pulls on his belt.
“Ahhh, I’m not sure if this is within the FAWN rulebook?”
Cassava throws an arm around his back lightly pressing her chest into his abs as she leans against him for support, “Oh, I’m sure it’s fine,” she puffed, gas tank running on empty. “Hardly the most salacious thing to-LOOK OUT!”
Onika shoves the referee to the side as a recovered Estrina speeds toward them with pain on her mind. Dodging an NFL-worthy tackle, Cassava quickly trails behind a running Celestial Stunner, stopping within spitting distance when Starfire turns to hit the rubber coated steel and The Sweaty One gets sprung into Cassava’s hands and shoved into the sky. Estrina flails her arms not expecting the change in altitude… meaning her chin was unguarded when Onika turns, grabs her ankles thrusting her awesome ass high enough so it uppercuts Estrina on her way down!
SPONTANEOUS BOOTAY (HIP ATTACK 133)
www.youtube.com/watch?v=1ZYVCjpkUak
Starfire’s falls onto her back upon her features bouncing off the firm buns of Cassava, but she rolls onto her front to prevent a cover attempt. The champion pushes onto her fours but aid unexpectedly came from her back with Cassava tugging her togs to haul the champion back to her feet. Capitalizing on the woozy Starfire, Cassava grabbed her left shoulder to turn her around but Starfire goes for another round and THWACKS her with a surprise spinning back fist!
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ADB9ZudZCik
Cassava’s expression blanks out as she limply backpedals before her rubbery feet give way to her knees. Meanwhile, Starfire retreats and leans to the ropes to catch a much-needed breather. Cassava drops onto her hands and tries to shake the ringing out of her right ear. Determined to dispatch the challenger immediately, Starfire quickly doubles up and tucks Onika’s head between her clammy thighs. Wrapping her arms around Cassava’s waist, Estrina hauls the challenger upwards with a deep grunt but Cassava’s legs began to flutter in mid-air, making it difficult for the champion to complete her set-up for the Supernova! Estrina drops Cassava back onto the deck, takes a deep breath and “HUUUGGHHH!!!!”. This time, Cassava resists even harder. Frustrated, Estrina delivers a couple of clubbing blows to Cassava’s back when out of nowhere, Cassava catches second wind and pushes the champion into the air, draping The Celestial Stunner down her back like a backpack with her face near the Buns of Mass Destruction. Estrina’s eyes widened in shock and begin to flail. Thankfully, the champion’s vaunted sweatiness comes into play and she is able to, with enough wriggle, slip out Cassava’s grasps and roll onto the deck. As she rolls down, Estrina firmly holds Cassava by her waist, trying to roll the challenger up with a Sunset Flip. But the challenger resists once more with her palms on her knees despite Starfire’s best efforts. Cassava slaps her glutes and let her free weight drop onto Estrina’s chest with a THUD!
BUT NOBODY’S HOME! The agile Starfire gets out of the way, letting Cassava’s ass kiss the thinly-sheathed plywood. Cassava groans as she massages the pain out of her butt leaving her back open, allowing the Glistening Goddess to approach from behind and loops her arm around her face!
“MMMMMMMMPPPHHHHHHH!!!!” Cassava’s arms flail as the champion seals her features with her hot perspiring armpit!
Pits of Starfire (2:44)
www.youtube.com/watch?v=gYrkRMymvQE
The champion quickly drops onto her back and secures a strong bodyscissors squeezing the air of Cassava. Five seconds into the hold Cassava was convinced she was in Starfire’s clutches for five years. She squirmed and writhed in a bid to escape the Celestial Stunner but Estrina sent another crushing pulse through her legs that threatened to cut The Superfan in half, the trapped challenger let out a gurgling whine that was partly smothered by Starfire’s infamous armpit. Estrina doubles down on the noose pressed tight around Onika’s face putting some creak in that neck while driving her deeper into the pit. Alternating between flexing her arms and legs at random intervals Estrina kept her young victim confused and convulsing, unable to get a clear moment to think of an escape plan. After a particularly vicious squeeze from the champ Cassava could not take the pain and the lack of air any further, frantically tapping on Estrina’s shoulder to beg for a release.
DING! DING! DING!
“Your winner and STILL fawn’s Lightweight Champion… ESTRINA STARFIRE!!!”
As soon as the bell is rung Estrina breaks the bodyscissors and the loop of her arms finally letting Onika breathe clear oxygen again. The BMD champ gulps down air greedily with a heaving chest, lying on top of Starfire like a living blanket till the victrix shoves her off onto her belly. Estrina rises to ecstatic applause, the Orlando audience rewarding both wrestlers for a fight well fought. Estrina closes her eyes as she gets her hand raised by official Reginald Worthington III and just basks in the glow of her victory a moment before looking over at her opponent; Cassava had turned over now looking up at the house lights, the tuckered out Frenemy With Benefits had her eyes open but unfocused, mouth slightly open as her chest heaved, Cassava’s body lying in mid-snow angel still suffering post-pit syndrome.
Starfire lets out a resigned breath and walks over to Cassava’s corner and picks up her Kylie Corps brand autograph book and pen, then waves at a ring attendant to throw her a towel. Flipping the book to a blank page Estrina writes down her signature in cursive and places it by Onika’s hip, then she writes something on the towel near an end before loosely folding it under Onika’s head and slipping the pen into the book. When the dozing Cassava wakes up, she’ll be happy to find Estrina’s name in her book of memories and a note from the champ with her phone number etched into her new favorite towel.
“Call me if you wanna sweat.”