Post by hawkeye on May 11, 2020 0:57:53 GMT
The Spring Break PPV has already impressed with great matches. However, since the clip of one of the most unusual challenges ever made in FAWN appeared, the FAWNatics have been excited for the next contest.
KICKPUNCH BY ADAM WARROCK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=TXma0EkrrYQ
A short but curvaceous Black woman steps through the curtain, playfully dancing along with the nerd Hip Hop 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 blazed at the top of the screen in a stylized logo. Dressed in a white beater that showed a hint of belly button, a red bra visible through the thin fabric, keeping her F Cup breasts from flashing the fans as she bounced to and fro. On her wide hips were a pair of white booty shorts that seemed painted on (and a size too small), just above those was the wide leather strap of the BMD title, the nature and design of the belt dictated that the gold plate be showcased just above its holder’s buns. The inward curve of the center gold plate resting on Onika’s shelf of booty like it was always meant to be there. 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 puts her back to the Spring Break 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 to a suddenly roaring audience before making her way down to the ring, slapping hands along the way.
“FROM PLEASANT VALLEY, IOWA… SHE STANDS FIVE FEET, TWO INCHES TALL, AND WEIGHS IN TONIGHT AT ONE HUNDRED TWENTY-FIVE POUNDS… SHE IS THE WOMAN OF 1,000 HIP ATTACKS AND THE FIRST, CURRENT AND ONLY BUNS OF MASS DESTRUCTION CHAMPION...THIS IS CASSAVA ONIKA!!”
CASSAVA ONIKA
The Superfan is still on cloud nine after her definitive win over Kendra LaRue. With the victory came respect for the gluteal gold, and a line of challengers eager to take it. A burden Cassava had taken on with gusto, treating many a Jungle Dweller with a nap under her cheeks. Bethany Christian won’t allow her to defend the belt again on FAWN’s mainstage till Lakeisha Bates returns from her tour of Mexico, but she can’t stop The ASStacular One from pursuing her more personal goals.
Nearly completing her circuit of fans Cassava looks in the ring to the FAWN’s tallest and buffest referee, Reginald. Who is just poured in those black and white stripes(Bethany Christian insisted on taking the measurements herself and supervised the fitting).
REGINALD ASHLEY WORTHINGTON THE THIRD
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A cheeky grin spreads across her face, practically skipping to the announcer Onika cups his ear and whispers something, he chuckles and brings the microphone to his lips.
“OFFICIATING THE MATCH WILL BE ‘YOKED AS HE IS WOKE’ REGINALD WORTHINGTON THE THIRD!!!”
Reggie lets out a small laugh as he gets a small pop from the crowd and playfully curls a bicep, causing men in the audience to wince from the high pitched squealing from the female fans. Giggling, Cassava rolls into the ring and goes to her corner for a pat-down. Reggie lightly touches her shoulders and wrists as he inspects.
“How long have you had that in the pot,” he asks
“Since our talk last week about Leggs Inc. shifted to late-stage capitalism.”
After the super-powered looking referee finishes inspecting Onika the ring announcer continues, “Ladies and gentlemen. Returning to Orlando, she hails from Altoona Pennsylvania, she stands at five feet, three inches tall and weighs in tonight at one hundred and twenty-six pounds. She is the Suplex Machine, and she is the former two-time FAWN Lightweight Champion… THE PA POWERHOUSE …WENDY SMITH!”
Fans of suplexes and hot brunettes were already on their feet by the time…
Paramore’s ‘Misery Business’
www.youtube.com/watch?v=36ZOfeQKXUs
It wasn’t too long thereafter that the lightweight stalwart and Mayor of Suplex City comes breezing through the curtain. Smith comes to a stop at the top of the ramp, throwing up her fists and offering a bellowed, “YEEEEAAAH!” The greeting was thrown back at her a thousand-fold. It seems like Wendy as always, looks fired up as she bounces around with boundless energy. The brunette wears a black FAWN t-shirt covering her choice of togs, she moves to the center of the ramp and crosses her arms grabbing the bottom edge of the t-shirt asking, “YOU GUYS READY!”
WENDY SMITH:
The Spring Break crowd roars “Wel-come Back!” over and over, The PA Powerhouse jerks the t-shirt over her head and throws it out into the crowd. Wendy is clad in a black sports bra up top, her bottoms are a wrestling singlet that is a baby blue color with two thin straps running up over her powerful shoulders, the singlet is little more than booty shorts with suspenders. On the front just below her navel are a pair of crossed sledge hammers, a closer look shows the letters N.G.N stamped on the heads.
The FAWNatics cheer their approval as Wendy is making her way down the ramp at a brisk pace, Smith slaps a few hands, but then begins sprinting down the runway. The FAWNatics cheer the bouncing brunette on as she dives into the ring under the bottom rope. Smith pops to her feet quickly and makes a bee-line across the canvas and hits the ropes and bounces back. She crisscrosses the ring before coming to a stop and raising her arms again to the crowd before she heads to her corner.
The crowd begins chanting, “Wel-come back!… “ Again. Wendy just grins.
Smith allows the referee Reggie to check her over, Wendy seems less affected than most of the wrestlers at the sight of the man that stands over a foot taller than Wendy and has the sculpted features of a god.
Reggie says, “All good, welcome back to Orlando.”
Wendy nods and does give him a small smile, “Welcome to FAWN, just call it clean and we’ll get along.”
Reggie nods and smiles, “Always.”
The crowd grows quiet for a few seconds as Reg steps back out to the center of the ring, and in a loud voice yells, “Ring the Bell!”
DING...DING...DING.
The arena explodes with noise from the FAWNatics as Cassava sprints out of her corner, Wendy waits a bit longer and slowly walks out to meet the new Booty Queen. Reggie backs near the ropes and leans forward putting both hands on his knees as he watches on.
The Milk Chocolate Mauler raises her arms for the lock-up and Wendy stops extending a hand to her opponent. Cassava looks really excited, “I know I challenged you, but I’m really a fan. This means…”
Wendy takes Cassava’s hand saying, “Just shake, then wrestle, talk later.”
Cassava grins and reciprocates, as the two shake hands, someone in the crowd yells, “SPORTSMANSHIP!”
And most in attendance reply, “YEAH!”
Then a cry of, “WRESTLING!”
And again the reply, “YEAH!”
Wendy then steps back and nods and the two lightweights collide in a collar and elbow lock up.
The Hip Check Queen pushes with her massive backside and thighs, but to Onika’s shock, she can’t move the PA Powerhouse off her spot. Wendy’s pushing back against the FAWN newcomer and is equally perplexed at her inability to move Cassava towards the ropes. The former two-time lightweight champ suddenly gives up pushing and twists letting Onika’s force help her as she Arm Drags Cassava over.
Onika lands on her biggest ASSets, but to her credit rolls through the impact and comes up on her feet as Smith gets to her boots. The crowd gives Wendy a small cheer as Cassava wipes her hands on her buttocks, “There’s no hurting them.” The Woman of 1000 Hip Attacks smirks.
The Suplex Machine shrugs, “We’ll see.”
Moving back towards each other they quickly come together and this time Onika makes the first move, pulling Wendy into a side headlock. The ‘ASStacular One' snugs Smith’s cheek up against the side of her bosom and squeezes her neck with her arms. Cassava begins walking around in a small circle pulling Wendy with her. Reggie keeps a close eye on things as the pair move.
Onika balls up her one fist, it looks like she might try and pound some punches into the Suplex Machine’s forehead. Cassava un-clinches her hand and instead moves her hip into Wendy to go for a toss. The returning wrestler doesn’t budge, Wendy wraps her arms around Cassava’s waist and bearhugs her while keeping her feet on the canvas. Onika grunts as she feels Wendy’s strong arms squeezing her mid-section.
After blocking the hiptoss attempt, Wendy switches her arms from Cassava’s waist to around her nearest tree trunk-like leg and with a grunt, she tries to lift The Milk Chocolate Mauler. Onika drops her hips, and goes down on one knee to keep from being lifted. She has Wendy still gripped in the headlock and pulls The Suplex Machine down with her until Smith is on the canvas under her, checking Smith’s shoulders Reggie gets low on the mat just above Wendy’s head doing his duty.
It’s then, with her hands still wrapped around one of Onika’s legs that Wendy rolls her opponent over top her own body and puts Cassava’s shoulders on the canvas.
ONE…
TWO…
With her ass in the air and her legs pumping, Cassava has no choice other than to release the headlock and roll out of the pinning predicament. Wendy rolls the opposite direction when Onika lets her go. Both wrestlers and Reggie get back to their feet, Wendy adjusts the shoulder straps of her singlet, while Cassava runs fingers along the bottom of her booty shorts, even if they still don’t cover her entire ass.
“This is your first match back, you can’t put me away without a single Suplex. That’d be such a letdown!” The Superfan playfully teases, she begins circling the powerful brunette looking for an opening. Wendy smirks and follows suit, “careful what you wish for.”
Eager to impress, Onika makes the first move once again going low for a single leg takedown, but Smith drops in time and ensnares the rookie in a front facelock with her right arm. Wendy lets the bottom-heavy battler feel her weight for a moment and backs a squirming Cassava up step by step deeper in the ring. Probing for a gap in the sinewy noose around her neck, Cassava gets hold of a few of Wendy’s fingers, bending them back and uncurling the brawny arm from her head. The BMD champ quickly switches from joint manipulation to a wristlock, going from one knee to standing and pulling Wendy along with her.
Cassava increases the torque on the wristlock and changes her footing to jar her shoulder against the grimacing PA Powerhouse’s, this shift of positioning meant Cassava had an arm on either side of Wendy’s trapped limb. Showing some of her technical background the Online Sensation presses an elbow into Smith’s, bending her twisted arm back and forcing the Suplex Machine belly up on the mat.
A little piqued at the situation but enjoying the match, Wendy slaps at the hold and remarks, “You got some skills, not hired for your curves I see.”
Cassava’s body is practically humming with happiness after receiving praise from one of her heroes. Before she can answer Wendy kips up, dips and twists on a knee to escape the lock and slips to Onika’s side, wrapping her arms around the dyed blond’s left leg. Pushed forward from a lower center of gravity Cassava stumbles ungainly before falling on her face and chest, Smith transitions to a grounded waistock, pressing her cheek against one of Cassava’s destructive buns; marvelling a bit at the blend of soft and firm in her glutes.
Cassava lets out a puff of air from the constriction of Wendy’s guns, fearing for her waistline the hipster pushes off the mat onto her haunches and surges to full height, Smith’s chest glued to Cassava’s back. Managing to separate Wendy’s hands during her rise Onika takes hold of the wrist she worked earlier and uses it to whip Wendy along her as she moves side roll, trapping the limb between the mat and Cassava’s side in an impromptu armbar. Once the pair’s pulchritude stopped jiggling from the fall Onika abandons the wrist and slaps on a tight side headlock, her large brown breast threatening to absorb half of Wendy’s face.
“I wasn’t hired for them, but my curves are dangerous,” Onika flirts, cinching the hold a little tighter pressing the brunette deeper into her sideboob.
The ebony and ivory mass get up in stages with the hold intact, both women wanting to take the fight off the canvas. Whatever Cassava had planned will remain forever a mystery as Wendy takes the ingénue’s waist and picks her up onto her shoulder, giving the crowd a nice view before she slams the dyed blonde with BackDrop Suplex, breaking the hold with enthusiasm.
BACKDROP SUPLEX
youtu.be/6t_J4nFO_b4?t=111
Cassava bounces a foot in the air after the Mayor of Suplex City makes a decree, forcing down a pained yell she retreats to a corner holding the small of her back with one hand and holding the middle buckle with the other. Instead of pressing her advantage Wendy lets her foe recover, bouncing foot to foot lightly while she waits, the motion sending a visibly pleasing wave through Wendy’s JUGGsets.
“I don’t need curves to be dangerous, but they can make matches more interesting,” Wendy explained, a small smile on her face.
Some wrestlers might get a bit aggravated at not getting a substantial lead in the match by this point, but not Onika. She applauds from her half-seated position in the corner, genuinely happy to take a Suplex from Wendy Smith; the crowd was quick to follow the BMD’s example, they popped huge at Wendy’s first FAWN Suplex in years, and they were loving the technical spectacle from the two favourites.
Kylie’s number one and possibly last fan grabs the top ropes to pull herself up, then twists her upper body back and forth lightly to ease the pain in her spine. Satisfied after a few adjustments she motions Smith forward with her hands,
“Thanks for waiting, I’m ready if you are?”
Wendy nods, “always.”
Cassava moves forward a bit more cautiously this time, having felt the 2-time Lightweight champion’s strength first hand rather than viewing it safely from a distance. Not sensing any deception in the barefoot wrestler’s movements Wendy advances and meets Cassava in a collar and elbow tie-up, their belly buttons kissing a brief moment before their chests demanded space and forced some distance.
The Sultana of Suplex finds the Headmistress of Hipchecks a bit easier to move this time, backing Cassava up a few steps before she rallies up and stops the momentum dead. Smith feints going right and goes left when Cassava falls for the gambit, shifting under the Iowan’s arm and bearhugging the BMD champ from behind. The knot of Wendy’s hands digs into Onika’s tummy, knowing this is a precursor to the first of many German Suplexes Cassava widens her stance and gets lower. Wendy can feel Onika’s body tense and tries to head her off, popping her hips to send Casava up, over and down, but Cassava hooks her right foot around Wendy’s, stopping the throw. Not to be denied release, Wendy tries again and thrusts her hips back to put some pep in the Suplex, at the same time Cassava shifts her pelvis forward; timing it perfectly the women reverse their movements and Wendy is practically bounced, flubber style off Onika’s back into a corner, taking the landing hard on her shoulder blades.
The PA Powerhouse blinks in surprise at the force contained in those glutes, Onkia cheekily smiles over her shoulder at the brunette. Throwing up a double bicep pose and shakes her money maker; bit of taunt, bit of a brag, all in good fun.
This time it’s Wendy clapping her approval, “I see why people saw fit to put some gold on that waist. Looks like you trained them up!” she kicks off from her position on that word.
The FAWNantics cheering, not favouring either woman at this point as they begin to circle again. The PA Powerhouse coming at the slightly shorter Onika with arms raised, Cassava raises her palms to meet the brunette and with a fleshy SMAACK! The pair tie up once again. The dyed blonde starts to try pushing the Suplex Machine backwards. Wendy gives up a few steps as her own glutes and thighs tremble, as do Cassava’s bigger buns.
The Booty Queen smiles believing she can continue to move Wendy towards the ropes or maybe one of the corners. Wendy moves to the side, but Cassava forces her back a few more steps, happy to be heading towards a tempting set of turnbuckles. Onika’s eyes fly wide open as she feels Smith break the test and grab the overhang of her backside. The Suplex Machine grins as she dips her hips and hoists Cassava into the air and down to the canvas on her back with a Side Suplex.
SIDE SUPLEX:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=I3g4ur4yVx8
Cassava bounces off the canvas about six inches and lands hard again with the second impact. Wendy, still standing moves to Onika’s right side and raises a boot and stomps it down on the exotic looking woman’s stomach. The HIPster folds around the invading boot, her cheeks puffing before she falls back to the mat, the new referee looks surprised at the Suplex Machine’s attacks, but it’s all well within the rules even as she palms the sides of the blonde’s head and starts bringing her back to her feet.
The Milk Chocolate Mauler turns over as Wendy pulls on her head, getting to one knee Cassava leans her head against Smith’s torso, just under her boobs. The PA Powerhouse pulls on Onika’s head to bring her to her feet, but Cassava fires an open hand slap to Wendy’s stomach just above her singlet. Wendy’s butt sticks out as she leans forward a little stunned and her opponent fires a second open hand strike into the brunette’s stomach, aiming to leave a red mark behind.
Now it’s Wendy’s cheeks puffing as Cassava fires the third strike into the Altoona girl’s tummy, The Milk Chocolate Mauler pushes up and into Wendy backing her into the ropes. Wanting to make sure Smith is properly subdued for a few moments the Hiptastic One fires a chop into the brunette’s ample cleavage. The crowd gives a sympathetic “OOO” has Smith’s juggs jiggle and she hisses in pain. Reggie is about to order Cassava off the ropes, but she switches her grip to Wendy’s wrist and shoulder.
“AAAHAA!” Cassava sends Wendy across the ring with an Irish Whip. The Suplex Machine races across the canvas and turns to hit the cables; Smith sees The Hip Check Queen at mid-ring about to face away from the rebounding brunette. With only a split second to decide Smith ducks down as Onika jumps into a turn. The PA Powerhouse runs the Stop sign Cassava tried to set up; Onika leaps and Wendy goes lower passing right under the big backside and between her thick thighs.
The Woman of 1000 Hip Attacks thrusts her hips and comes up empty, looking confused as Wendy keeps running heading towards the ropes she started at, Cassava lands and heads straight for the brunette. Wendy hits the cables and runs right into a BUTTclipse.
Cassava had cut the distance, spun and leaped throwing her rump into Smith’s chest. The impact slams Wendy backwards in a tumble and she hits the cables awkwardly, falling through the ropes hitting only the edge of the apron and bounces off to the padded concrete below. The brunette’s arms fold across her bosom as she lays on the arena floor.
The Milk Chocolate Mauler starts to head out of the ring as well, but a large hand takes her right arm, Reggie says, “Keep it in the ring Cassava.”
Kylie’s Number One Fan can’t help but smile at the large referee, “Sure Reg, I wasn’t going to…”
Cassava allows herself to be backed off and stands watching Reginald lean out over the ring ropes and yell, “ONE!”
Wendy sits up rubbing her right breast’s underboob, where she caught the apron’s edge, “TWO!”
Looking into the ring she sees that Onika retreated into a far corner, waiting with hands on knees. A rare showing of professional etiquette, “THREE!”
Wendy gets up and walks to the ring apron, she rolls under the bottom rope halting the official’s count. Smith rises to stand without the aid of the coils, “well that was embarrassing.”
Cassava shakes her head, “nooo, it happens to everyone. Hope you don’t think that was some new girl, mental power move. Hoping to leave this ring with a new friend and a potential double date couple.”
“Heheh, Sammie will be overjoyed,” as Smith advanced she mentally brushed off any ill feelings. Being shown up by a relative rookie in her big return match wasn’t exactly stirring her tea, a faux British term she created to tease Sinclair. But Onika seemed nice and very eager to please, like wrestling a newly adopted puppy.
Again the two meet in a tight collar and elbow, neither seeking to overpower their opponent but looking to outmaneuver them, the locked pair shuffling their feet and moving in a nonsensical pattern. The stalemate is broken when Onika slips her arm around Wendy’s head and turns to drive the curve of a buttock into the pit of Smith’s stomach, the Powerhouse doubles over breathless making it easier for Cassava to link both hands behind Wendy’s head and flatten her nose with a sit-out facebuster!
FACEBUSTER
youtu.be/Pfr03s1oQ9Y?t=113
Smith bounces off the mat onto her back, stunned by the sudden hits and the change in elevation, Cassava smoothly somersaults backwards and leaps to Wendy’s side facing the audience. The Asstacular One crouches with hands on knees and pops it one, two, three, four, five times before launching into a standing moonsault that squashes Wendy’s toned midsection with her own.
CHEEKYSAULT
www.youtube.com/watch?v=W3G52fymLDQ
Whatever air Smith had back in her lungs left in a rush after Cassava fell on her like a cinnamon-scented bag of rocks, the dyed blond gathers both of the brunette’s stems by the knee pits and rolls her into a tight ball that shows off Wendy’s backside for the pin. Reginald slaps his large, masculine hand on the canvas for....
ONE!!!
TWONOOO!!
The Suplex Machine kicks out with a vengeance microseconds after TWO, shoving off Cassava and rolling onto her front. However, The BMD champ’s still bright and bushy-tailed taking Wendy by the wrist and shoulder and pulling her up in a not ungently manner, and Irish Whiping her away to the ropes. When the Pennsylvanian rebounds back off the rubber-coated steel Cassava places her hands just under Wendy’s large rack and shoves the brunette into the air, Cassava turns and grabs her own ankles, planning for the Powerhouse’s chin to check against her championship bearing glutes on the way down.
SPONTANEOUS BOOTAY
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ke8MxPex31Y
The former Europa Tag champ is sent over half her height into the air, arms waving as she starts back down, chest and face landing on Cassava’s booty bomb and blasted backwards, landing starfished on the canvas. Wendy’s eyes look stunned as she raises one leg, her knee bent as she stares blankly into the overhead lights. Cassava spins around running to the downed White girl, she drops to her knees at Wendy’s side and falls across her chest hooking Smith’s bent leg.
Reggie hopes over the pair and is in position as Cassava’s breast presses into Wendy’s.
ONE…
TWO…
KICKOUT!
Cassava looks up at Worthington III, but he shows her two fingers, and signals for the pair to continue to wrestle. Onika cups the back of Smith’s head and pulls her up with her. The Online Sensation points the still stunned PA Powerhouse towards the far turnbuckles and fires Wendy towards the pads.
The ring ropes shake when Smith’s back impacts against the thinly padded metal buckles. Wendy groans and blinks a few times trying to clear the cobwebs that have gathered in her brain. Cassava hikes up her bottoms showing off more of her spectacular booty and gives the cheeks a couple of slaps before pointing at the trapped brunette in the corner. Wendy checks her mouth and nose with a hand, half expecting to find she’s bleeding after being ass punched in the face by Onika.
The crowd seated behind the Iowan cheer as Cassava gives a self-imposed wedgie and starts racing towards the corner. The fans getting rowdy as the Milk Chocolate Mauler leaps swinging her massive weaponized backrack around to crush the Suplex Machine between the best ass in FAWN and the steel post.
Wendy had other ideas. Tired of being on the defence Smith brings her boots up and braces herself for the impact. Cassava’s buttocks each get a boot making her cry out in shocked pain. Stumbling forward Onika drops to her knees and elbows. Wendy steps out of the corner, plants her feet and circles her brawny arms just under Onika’s belly button, The Suplex Machine raises the rookie 180 degrees in arc that started slowly, the anticipation building as it reached its apex, then bringing the Online Sensation’s shoulders and neck crashing to the mat as if it were a roller coaster.
GUTWRENCH GERMAN SUPLEX:
youtu.be/LJhVYIm5MU4?t=3
Just one suplex is never enough, Wendy reaches down pulling Cassava back to her feet before she can recover from the first trip downtown. The PA Powerhouse spins the Iowan around tucking her head under Smith’s strong arm in a front facelock. Before Onika knows what’s happening Wendy has a handful of the fabric at Cassava’s hip. The snap suplex takes the Hipster from vertical to horizontal in a heartbeat.
Wendy’s not done yet, still holding on to the Milk Chocolate Mauler she forces her back up. Cassava shakes her head, blonde hair flying as she tries to re-orient herself. The Suplex Machine is rolling through and the Spring Break crowd starts to chant, “SUPLEX-CITY!” over and over.
Smith moves behind the Booty Queen pulling her into a tight waistlock. The Hiptastic One feels her opponent snuggle up against her ass, but she’s more concerned with feeling her feet leaving the canvas as the PA Powerhouse takes her straight up and over. Wendy lets her arms go and Cassava lands on the back of her head and shoulders on the thinly padded plywood. After the Release German suplex plants her Onika bounces and flops over onto her stomach.
Cassava tries to push up off her chest, but falls back to the canvas breathing hard as she reaches out for ropes that are too far away. Wendy rolls over to a knee, looking over the wreckage she’s caused. The PA Powerhouse is covered in sweat and taking in deep breathes as she moves over to the girl with pink highlights and clad in white.
Some in the crowd urge Cassava to get back up, and she does push to all fours, sadly for The Superfan, the Suplex Machine is right there. Wendy bends down hooking her arms under Onika’s and pulls the darker-toned woman to her feet into a breast to breast bearhug. Wendy and Cassava are nearly the same height, but with different proportions, Cassava thicker through the hips and thighs, and though her cups are a size bigger, Wendy’s arms and shoulders are broader and thicker than those of the BMD champ’s.
Smith spins her trapped opponent around and then lifts her off the canvas and spins her around again turning Cassava over and slamming her into the mat with a ring rattling Belly to Belly suplex.
Belly to Belly Suplex:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=NFqF0RRbVOk
The Headmistress of Hipchecks lies gasping on the canvas, she got off at the wrong exit and has ended up in Suplex City.
Wendy pushes up to one knee, hoisting the plus, plus-sized booty is giving her a good workout. Thinking she needs to reduce some of Cassava’s offence Smith moves down to the Iowian’s ankles lifting those big legs into a loose ‘V’. Kylie’s number one fan looks up from between her stems and panic crosses her face, “Wendy don’t!”
As Cassava’s hands move to cover her girly bits, Wendy shakes her head, not bothering to explain that Onika’s womanhood was never her target. Smith kicks the thick thigh of the rookie. Cassava cries out, but then three more SMACKING kicks follow to her hammy. Smith drops Onika’s right leg and drops down across the left with all her weight.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZOiqdO2QPeM
“AAWWGAWD!” screams the Milk Chocolate Mauler as her leg is slammed between the Suplex Machine and mat. Wendy then grinds her elbow into Cassava’s inner thigh before she pops up and stomps her boot on the same thigh twice more before stepping away to both regain her composure and catch her breath while her opponent writhes on the canvas.
Reginald asks Cassava, “You ok Cass? You want to keep going?”
The dyed blonde nods unable to verbally answer at first, but then sucks in a breath and replies, “Yeah, I can keep going.”
Wendy having calmed her breathing and pushing her sweat-soaked hair out of her face returns to her plaything. Smith, hardly sympathetic reaches down hooking Onika under the arms just grunts, “UP.”
Not really given a choice to obey Cassava is pulled to her feet by the Suplex Machine. Wendy snuggles up against the biggest booty in FAWN again, this time her arms are right under Onika’s boobs pushing them up higher and almost out of the red bra. Mostly out of desperation Cassava throws her right elbow back, but Wendy swings her head to the other side.
CRACK!
The Milk Chocolate Mauler sent her left elbow back a heartbeat later and catches Wendy in the mouth. Smith’s hands fall away from Onika’s body as she staggers back into the ropes hand over her mouth. Cassava took a couple of shambling steps forward then hunches over, one hand on her knee the other hugging her ribs, still feeling the effects of the suplex tsunami she just experienced. Pushing lightly off the coils Wendy runs toward The Superfan’s back cocking an elbow that’ll find it’s home in the base of Cassava’s neck, whether it’s the cries of her fans or the vibrations of the ring floor travelling up Cassava’s bare feet she can sense the PA Powerhouse nearing and waits till just the right moment… the Hipster hops back pancaking Smith’s shoulder boulders and knocking the former tag and lightweight champ on her back!
A grimacing Wendy crosses her arms over her abused Sinclair smackers(private joke) rolling lightly side to side she grunts, “Getting real sick of those cheeks.”
Normally The BMD would cover the brunette for a pin or pour on more offence, but Smith didn't become a 2-time Lightweight champ and a Euro tag team champion by lacking power. Head spinning and body aching from numerous suplexes, legs still shaking from The Machine’s almost surgical mistreatment, Cassava falls to her knees after her spurt of offence and tips over face first, her match deciding and legend in the making buns thrust into the air and quivering. The Alpha Zebra Reginald Worthington starts a 10 count with crowd echoing right along.
ONE!!
TWO!!!
The two battlers slowly inch to all fours.
THREE!!
FOUR!!
FIVE!!
Cassava crawls to the ropes and starts climbing them like a ladder, Wendy powers to one knee unaided.
SIX!!
SEVEN!!
The two supreme shorties stand at full height at the same time breaking the count; Onika with her back leaning against the ropes and Smith swaying, both a bit unsteady but ready to fight. With an uneven but happy grin Cassava throws up her arm and gives Wendy a thumps up! Very pleased with the quality of their match. Wendy stares a moment before slowly returning the gesture, this being the first time a woman she’d been throwing around the ring like a plastic bag in windstorm had been so pleased with it.
“Wooo! Almost had me there!” the possibility of losing an amusing outcome for the young lioness, Cassava all giggles and smiles, “Hope my A didn’t hurt your T’s too bad. Don’t want Sammie coming after me, heh ha…”
Wendy chuckles and gives her gurls a comforting rub, “She’ll just kiss them better, maybe you’ll be in a minute.”
The Iowan seems amenable to that outcome, eyes going a bit wistful at the imagery, “Don’t tempt me now.” Cassava lunges at the battle-tested brunette with both hands, trying her luck with another facebuster but runs into a heavy left hand that threatens to come out through her back. The dyed blonde lets out a bellow and stoops toward the strong-armed Smith, who takes advantage of the ingénue’s offered head by whipping out her right arm up and pounding Cassava’s right ear with her bicep and then follows up on the other side. Wendy turns The Superfan into a defective bobblehead for a few seconds, her head ping-ponging between the Pennsylvanian's brawny arms, probably losing a few IQ points with each blow. Wendy spins out of the last hit for a discus clothesline that Onika ducks, pressing a shoulder into the Pennislvanian’s side, Cassava puts an arm under Wendy’s rack and grabs her left shin, and gives the Suplex Machine something to review, lifting her sexy package rotating her 270 degrees to belly flop on the canvas.
GUTWRENCH INVERTED SUPLEX
www.youtube.com/watch?v=geExbGVSamM
Smith rolls on to her back and Cassava falls backward onto her, too tired to pull up a leg she lays on top of the decorated wrestler while the official counts
ONE!!
TWO!!
Wendy shifts her weight and now Cassava’s shoulders are on the mat in a crucifix pin!
ONE!!
TWO!!
Kicking wildly Cassava forcibly rolls out of the pin onto her chest and scurries away!
“Clever girl!” Again cheerful despite a near loss, Cassava runs toward a slowly rising Wendy. Showing off some athleticism and her karate background The Online Sensation kicks out her left leg perfectly straight up into the air and whips it dow- Smith rolls out of the way at the last moment Onika’s heel striking the mat in lieu of Wendy’s head, the Sultana of Suplex rolls back to where she started, pushes off all fours and roughly works her skull between the BMD’s sturdy thighs. Steadying her cargo by holding Onika tightly by the knees, Wendy plants her feet and surges to her intimidating height of 5 feet four inches; upended and dumbfounded Cassava has to brace her hands on Smith’s back to keep from getting a faceful of firm Pennsylvanian ass, the women forming a capital T as Wendy marches over near a turnbuckle. The brunette advises,”better grit your teeth,” before slinging Cassava off her shoulders to splatter back first on the canvas.
SUPLEX’S DISTANT COUSIN
youtu.be/PYR9BSYdHAw?t=5
A dull THUD reverberates throughout the stadium as the aftershocks of the slam rock Cassava’s body, her twitching causing alluring waves in her bosom even while in pain. If Onika’s eyes were open she’d see Wendy wide step around the discarded remains of her person, scramble up the ropes to the high rent district and jump back into the air, Smith’s round seat casting shade on Cassava’s quivering tits as she descends.
The Hipster’s eyes and mouth pop open wide after Wendy’s posterior, strengthened by years of suplex squats, crushes Cassava’s chocolate hills, the beleaguered blonde instantly worrying her sternum might have a butt imprint.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=GJTS48UlioU
Smith just sits on the new girl for a moment, letting her dominance sink in. “How does MY A compare to YOUR T’s?” She gives the tiniest of swishes, grinding Onika’s nubs and earning a pained hiss. Wendy lets a guilty smile come across her face before it turns nonplussed at the thumbs up shakily brought up past Wendy’s hip.
“P-preety goud…” Cassava hoarsely whispers a review, too dedicated to her fighting style to offer a false assessment of another’s rear, even when being crushed beneath one. Wendy lets out a puff of air in disbelief and reaches down to ruffle Onika’s hair in a show of comradery.
After the moment of fun, the Suplex Machine pulls the still gasping Iowan to her feet by an arm, before the blonde is fully upright Smith whips her across the ring at the opposite turnbuckles. Cassava thick legs keep her up, but with a bit of a wobble before she turns taking the pads with her spine. Onika sags in the corner as more air is knocked out of her by the impact, Wendy trots across the ring wiping a bit of sweat from her brow and running hand back over her hair before she arrives and hammers a forearm into Cassava’s chest.
The Woman of 1000 Hip Attacks sinks deeper into the corner, her prodigious backside catching on the middle turnbuckle and one arm hanging over the top rope. Wendy seeing the other woman’s head sink reaches out with her left hand, not yanking Cassava’s hair, but using it to lift the youngster’s head to check on her. Onika brings up her hand and puts her palm on Wendy’s stomach and tries to push her away.
Wendy shakes her head, “A little fight left in you.”
Cassava tries to push up off the turnbuckles, but Smith is there and clinches up the Milk Chocolate Mauler leading her along the ropes to the center of the strands. The PA Powerhouse pushes Onika into the ropes and for good measure brings her thigh up into the other woman’s stomach, just below her tits. The owner of the BMD belt has her entire ass out of the ring, the middle strand on the back of her thighs. Wendy, still holding on to Cassava pulls her back in and whips her across the ring.
As Onika almost staggers across the ring the PA Powerhouse follows, and when Cassava hits the ropes Wendy’s hands come together and she starts to spin. The crowd roars as they haven’t seen the Altoona Sledge in FAWN Orlando for some time. Wendy’s fists and arms slam into the dark-skinned girl’s chest and cleavage, taking Cassava’s feet out from under her and dropping her on the canvas flat on her back. Wendy looks out at the crowd as they start to chant, “WEL-COME BACK!”
The Iowan lays with one knee bent and arms out to her side. Blonde hairs stick to her sweat covered face, her chest rising and falling but its clear breathing isn’t the easiest thing for Cassava to do right now. Smith walks back to where her opponent landed, sliding her hands under Onika’s shoulders and lifting her to a seated position. Once there Wendy slides her arms under the Booty Queen’s, the Powerhouse’s arms snake around right under the other girl’s sometimes overlooked rack. Wendy grunts as she lifts, “Up you go. You’re Kylie’s biggest Fan, so you should know this move.”
The Hipster powerful thick thighs are now a bit rubbery as Wendy leads and drags Cassava towards the corner. Smith’s reverse bearhug is snug causing Onika more problems breathing, and her boobs are pushed up so much they touch her drooping chin. Near the corner the Suplex Machine turns her opponent around and puts Cassava back first into the corner. The BMD Champ is nearly out on her feet as the PA Powerhouse dips down putting a shoulder into Onika’s stomach and with a loud groan lifts her to a seated position on the top turnbuckle.
Trapped with nowhere to go and maybe not even aware of the situation, Cassava nearly falls off her perch. Wendy is already taking hold of the youngster. Pulling the blonde’s head down so the back of her neck rests on Smith’s shoulder, the Suplex Machine reaches forward grabbing two handfuls of big thigh meat.
When she steps away from the corner Wendy staggers a bit under the booty weight, but she gets her balance and walks right to the center of the ring. The brunette pauses only a second before kicking her legs out and falling backwards sending Cassave crashing into the thinly padded boards. Again the crowd roars as Wendy rolls over onto her knees and moves over to the motionless woman and falls across her chest. Wendy puts her breasts atop Cassava’s and reaches down hooking a massive thigh.
N.G.N
www.youtube.com/watch?v=oZXUNZjWTc8
Worthington had been standing back during the last moments, but now is quickly on the canvas with the ladies. It only takes an instant to see Cassava’s shoulders on the mat. The FAWNatics count along with Reginald.
ONE...
TWO…
THREE!
DING! DING!
Wendy holds only for the briefest of time after the three count, giving her chest a little push into Onika’s before rising up.
“YOUR WINNER BY PINFALL… WENDY SMITH!”
Wendy walks over to Reg, looking up at the near foot taller man. She offers her right arm and Worthington raises it, turning Wendy to all four sides of the ring. The Spring Break roaring as Wendy nods to FAWN’s biggest referee saying, “Thanks Reg, good job.”
Reginald says, “The best matches are when the referee can disappear.”
Smith grins and gives the crowd a fist pump, but then turns and walks over to the slowly moving Cassava. Wendy looks down and crouches catcher style and puts a hand on the Iowan’s shoulder asking, “You ok?”
Cassava seems a little surprised, having had to deal with Booty Inc. and other heels, sportsmanship is something she hasn’t seen much of in FAWN. Wendy helps Onika to her feet saying, “You got your autograph, you got your match, anything else?”
Cassava, sweat covered, still having a bit of trouble getting her wind back and sore in places she didn’t know she had, grinned, “Rematch?”
Wendy shakes her hand, “Maybe”
The PA Powerhouse then turns and slips through the ropes and goes to greet many of her old friends at ringside before heading to the back.
KICKPUNCH BY ADAM WARROCK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=TXma0EkrrYQ
A short but curvaceous Black woman steps through the curtain, playfully dancing along with the nerd Hip Hop 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 blazed at the top of the screen in a stylized logo. Dressed in a white beater that showed a hint of belly button, a red bra visible through the thin fabric, keeping her F Cup breasts from flashing the fans as she bounced to and fro. On her wide hips were a pair of white booty shorts that seemed painted on (and a size too small), just above those was the wide leather strap of the BMD title, the nature and design of the belt dictated that the gold plate be showcased just above its holder’s buns. The inward curve of the center gold plate resting on Onika’s shelf of booty like it was always meant to be there. 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 puts her back to the Spring Break 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 to a suddenly roaring audience before making her way down to the ring, slapping hands along the way.
“FROM PLEASANT VALLEY, IOWA… SHE STANDS FIVE FEET, TWO INCHES TALL, AND WEIGHS IN TONIGHT AT ONE HUNDRED TWENTY-FIVE POUNDS… SHE IS THE WOMAN OF 1,000 HIP ATTACKS AND THE FIRST, CURRENT AND ONLY BUNS OF MASS DESTRUCTION CHAMPION...THIS IS CASSAVA ONIKA!!”
CASSAVA ONIKA
The Superfan is still on cloud nine after her definitive win over Kendra LaRue. With the victory came respect for the gluteal gold, and a line of challengers eager to take it. A burden Cassava had taken on with gusto, treating many a Jungle Dweller with a nap under her cheeks. Bethany Christian won’t allow her to defend the belt again on FAWN’s mainstage till Lakeisha Bates returns from her tour of Mexico, but she can’t stop The ASStacular One from pursuing her more personal goals.
Nearly completing her circuit of fans Cassava looks in the ring to the FAWN’s tallest and buffest referee, Reginald. Who is just poured in those black and white stripes(Bethany Christian insisted on taking the measurements herself and supervised the fitting).
REGINALD ASHLEY WORTHINGTON THE THIRD
A cheeky grin spreads across her face, practically skipping to the announcer Onika cups his ear and whispers something, he chuckles and brings the microphone to his lips.
“OFFICIATING THE MATCH WILL BE ‘YOKED AS HE IS WOKE’ REGINALD WORTHINGTON THE THIRD!!!”
Reggie lets out a small laugh as he gets a small pop from the crowd and playfully curls a bicep, causing men in the audience to wince from the high pitched squealing from the female fans. Giggling, Cassava rolls into the ring and goes to her corner for a pat-down. Reggie lightly touches her shoulders and wrists as he inspects.
“How long have you had that in the pot,” he asks
“Since our talk last week about Leggs Inc. shifted to late-stage capitalism.”
After the super-powered looking referee finishes inspecting Onika the ring announcer continues, “Ladies and gentlemen. Returning to Orlando, she hails from Altoona Pennsylvania, she stands at five feet, three inches tall and weighs in tonight at one hundred and twenty-six pounds. She is the Suplex Machine, and she is the former two-time FAWN Lightweight Champion… THE PA POWERHOUSE …WENDY SMITH!”
Fans of suplexes and hot brunettes were already on their feet by the time…
Paramore’s ‘Misery Business’
www.youtube.com/watch?v=36ZOfeQKXUs
It wasn’t too long thereafter that the lightweight stalwart and Mayor of Suplex City comes breezing through the curtain. Smith comes to a stop at the top of the ramp, throwing up her fists and offering a bellowed, “YEEEEAAAH!” The greeting was thrown back at her a thousand-fold. It seems like Wendy as always, looks fired up as she bounces around with boundless energy. The brunette wears a black FAWN t-shirt covering her choice of togs, she moves to the center of the ramp and crosses her arms grabbing the bottom edge of the t-shirt asking, “YOU GUYS READY!”
WENDY SMITH:
The Spring Break crowd roars “Wel-come Back!” over and over, The PA Powerhouse jerks the t-shirt over her head and throws it out into the crowd. Wendy is clad in a black sports bra up top, her bottoms are a wrestling singlet that is a baby blue color with two thin straps running up over her powerful shoulders, the singlet is little more than booty shorts with suspenders. On the front just below her navel are a pair of crossed sledge hammers, a closer look shows the letters N.G.N stamped on the heads.
The FAWNatics cheer their approval as Wendy is making her way down the ramp at a brisk pace, Smith slaps a few hands, but then begins sprinting down the runway. The FAWNatics cheer the bouncing brunette on as she dives into the ring under the bottom rope. Smith pops to her feet quickly and makes a bee-line across the canvas and hits the ropes and bounces back. She crisscrosses the ring before coming to a stop and raising her arms again to the crowd before she heads to her corner.
The crowd begins chanting, “Wel-come back!… “ Again. Wendy just grins.
Smith allows the referee Reggie to check her over, Wendy seems less affected than most of the wrestlers at the sight of the man that stands over a foot taller than Wendy and has the sculpted features of a god.
Reggie says, “All good, welcome back to Orlando.”
Wendy nods and does give him a small smile, “Welcome to FAWN, just call it clean and we’ll get along.”
Reggie nods and smiles, “Always.”
The crowd grows quiet for a few seconds as Reg steps back out to the center of the ring, and in a loud voice yells, “Ring the Bell!”
DING...DING...DING.
The arena explodes with noise from the FAWNatics as Cassava sprints out of her corner, Wendy waits a bit longer and slowly walks out to meet the new Booty Queen. Reggie backs near the ropes and leans forward putting both hands on his knees as he watches on.
The Milk Chocolate Mauler raises her arms for the lock-up and Wendy stops extending a hand to her opponent. Cassava looks really excited, “I know I challenged you, but I’m really a fan. This means…”
Wendy takes Cassava’s hand saying, “Just shake, then wrestle, talk later.”
Cassava grins and reciprocates, as the two shake hands, someone in the crowd yells, “SPORTSMANSHIP!”
And most in attendance reply, “YEAH!”
Then a cry of, “WRESTLING!”
And again the reply, “YEAH!”
Wendy then steps back and nods and the two lightweights collide in a collar and elbow lock up.
The Hip Check Queen pushes with her massive backside and thighs, but to Onika’s shock, she can’t move the PA Powerhouse off her spot. Wendy’s pushing back against the FAWN newcomer and is equally perplexed at her inability to move Cassava towards the ropes. The former two-time lightweight champ suddenly gives up pushing and twists letting Onika’s force help her as she Arm Drags Cassava over.
Onika lands on her biggest ASSets, but to her credit rolls through the impact and comes up on her feet as Smith gets to her boots. The crowd gives Wendy a small cheer as Cassava wipes her hands on her buttocks, “There’s no hurting them.” The Woman of 1000 Hip Attacks smirks.
The Suplex Machine shrugs, “We’ll see.”
Moving back towards each other they quickly come together and this time Onika makes the first move, pulling Wendy into a side headlock. The ‘ASStacular One' snugs Smith’s cheek up against the side of her bosom and squeezes her neck with her arms. Cassava begins walking around in a small circle pulling Wendy with her. Reggie keeps a close eye on things as the pair move.
Onika balls up her one fist, it looks like she might try and pound some punches into the Suplex Machine’s forehead. Cassava un-clinches her hand and instead moves her hip into Wendy to go for a toss. The returning wrestler doesn’t budge, Wendy wraps her arms around Cassava’s waist and bearhugs her while keeping her feet on the canvas. Onika grunts as she feels Wendy’s strong arms squeezing her mid-section.
After blocking the hiptoss attempt, Wendy switches her arms from Cassava’s waist to around her nearest tree trunk-like leg and with a grunt, she tries to lift The Milk Chocolate Mauler. Onika drops her hips, and goes down on one knee to keep from being lifted. She has Wendy still gripped in the headlock and pulls The Suplex Machine down with her until Smith is on the canvas under her, checking Smith’s shoulders Reggie gets low on the mat just above Wendy’s head doing his duty.
It’s then, with her hands still wrapped around one of Onika’s legs that Wendy rolls her opponent over top her own body and puts Cassava’s shoulders on the canvas.
ONE…
TWO…
With her ass in the air and her legs pumping, Cassava has no choice other than to release the headlock and roll out of the pinning predicament. Wendy rolls the opposite direction when Onika lets her go. Both wrestlers and Reggie get back to their feet, Wendy adjusts the shoulder straps of her singlet, while Cassava runs fingers along the bottom of her booty shorts, even if they still don’t cover her entire ass.
“This is your first match back, you can’t put me away without a single Suplex. That’d be such a letdown!” The Superfan playfully teases, she begins circling the powerful brunette looking for an opening. Wendy smirks and follows suit, “careful what you wish for.”
Eager to impress, Onika makes the first move once again going low for a single leg takedown, but Smith drops in time and ensnares the rookie in a front facelock with her right arm. Wendy lets the bottom-heavy battler feel her weight for a moment and backs a squirming Cassava up step by step deeper in the ring. Probing for a gap in the sinewy noose around her neck, Cassava gets hold of a few of Wendy’s fingers, bending them back and uncurling the brawny arm from her head. The BMD champ quickly switches from joint manipulation to a wristlock, going from one knee to standing and pulling Wendy along with her.
Cassava increases the torque on the wristlock and changes her footing to jar her shoulder against the grimacing PA Powerhouse’s, this shift of positioning meant Cassava had an arm on either side of Wendy’s trapped limb. Showing some of her technical background the Online Sensation presses an elbow into Smith’s, bending her twisted arm back and forcing the Suplex Machine belly up on the mat.
A little piqued at the situation but enjoying the match, Wendy slaps at the hold and remarks, “You got some skills, not hired for your curves I see.”
Cassava’s body is practically humming with happiness after receiving praise from one of her heroes. Before she can answer Wendy kips up, dips and twists on a knee to escape the lock and slips to Onika’s side, wrapping her arms around the dyed blond’s left leg. Pushed forward from a lower center of gravity Cassava stumbles ungainly before falling on her face and chest, Smith transitions to a grounded waistock, pressing her cheek against one of Cassava’s destructive buns; marvelling a bit at the blend of soft and firm in her glutes.
Cassava lets out a puff of air from the constriction of Wendy’s guns, fearing for her waistline the hipster pushes off the mat onto her haunches and surges to full height, Smith’s chest glued to Cassava’s back. Managing to separate Wendy’s hands during her rise Onika takes hold of the wrist she worked earlier and uses it to whip Wendy along her as she moves side roll, trapping the limb between the mat and Cassava’s side in an impromptu armbar. Once the pair’s pulchritude stopped jiggling from the fall Onika abandons the wrist and slaps on a tight side headlock, her large brown breast threatening to absorb half of Wendy’s face.
“I wasn’t hired for them, but my curves are dangerous,” Onika flirts, cinching the hold a little tighter pressing the brunette deeper into her sideboob.
The ebony and ivory mass get up in stages with the hold intact, both women wanting to take the fight off the canvas. Whatever Cassava had planned will remain forever a mystery as Wendy takes the ingénue’s waist and picks her up onto her shoulder, giving the crowd a nice view before she slams the dyed blonde with BackDrop Suplex, breaking the hold with enthusiasm.
BACKDROP SUPLEX
youtu.be/6t_J4nFO_b4?t=111
Cassava bounces a foot in the air after the Mayor of Suplex City makes a decree, forcing down a pained yell she retreats to a corner holding the small of her back with one hand and holding the middle buckle with the other. Instead of pressing her advantage Wendy lets her foe recover, bouncing foot to foot lightly while she waits, the motion sending a visibly pleasing wave through Wendy’s JUGGsets.
“I don’t need curves to be dangerous, but they can make matches more interesting,” Wendy explained, a small smile on her face.
Some wrestlers might get a bit aggravated at not getting a substantial lead in the match by this point, but not Onika. She applauds from her half-seated position in the corner, genuinely happy to take a Suplex from Wendy Smith; the crowd was quick to follow the BMD’s example, they popped huge at Wendy’s first FAWN Suplex in years, and they were loving the technical spectacle from the two favourites.
Kylie’s number one and possibly last fan grabs the top ropes to pull herself up, then twists her upper body back and forth lightly to ease the pain in her spine. Satisfied after a few adjustments she motions Smith forward with her hands,
“Thanks for waiting, I’m ready if you are?”
Wendy nods, “always.”
Cassava moves forward a bit more cautiously this time, having felt the 2-time Lightweight champion’s strength first hand rather than viewing it safely from a distance. Not sensing any deception in the barefoot wrestler’s movements Wendy advances and meets Cassava in a collar and elbow tie-up, their belly buttons kissing a brief moment before their chests demanded space and forced some distance.
The Sultana of Suplex finds the Headmistress of Hipchecks a bit easier to move this time, backing Cassava up a few steps before she rallies up and stops the momentum dead. Smith feints going right and goes left when Cassava falls for the gambit, shifting under the Iowan’s arm and bearhugging the BMD champ from behind. The knot of Wendy’s hands digs into Onika’s tummy, knowing this is a precursor to the first of many German Suplexes Cassava widens her stance and gets lower. Wendy can feel Onika’s body tense and tries to head her off, popping her hips to send Casava up, over and down, but Cassava hooks her right foot around Wendy’s, stopping the throw. Not to be denied release, Wendy tries again and thrusts her hips back to put some pep in the Suplex, at the same time Cassava shifts her pelvis forward; timing it perfectly the women reverse their movements and Wendy is practically bounced, flubber style off Onika’s back into a corner, taking the landing hard on her shoulder blades.
The PA Powerhouse blinks in surprise at the force contained in those glutes, Onkia cheekily smiles over her shoulder at the brunette. Throwing up a double bicep pose and shakes her money maker; bit of taunt, bit of a brag, all in good fun.
This time it’s Wendy clapping her approval, “I see why people saw fit to put some gold on that waist. Looks like you trained them up!” she kicks off from her position on that word.
The FAWNantics cheering, not favouring either woman at this point as they begin to circle again. The PA Powerhouse coming at the slightly shorter Onika with arms raised, Cassava raises her palms to meet the brunette and with a fleshy SMAACK! The pair tie up once again. The dyed blonde starts to try pushing the Suplex Machine backwards. Wendy gives up a few steps as her own glutes and thighs tremble, as do Cassava’s bigger buns.
The Booty Queen smiles believing she can continue to move Wendy towards the ropes or maybe one of the corners. Wendy moves to the side, but Cassava forces her back a few more steps, happy to be heading towards a tempting set of turnbuckles. Onika’s eyes fly wide open as she feels Smith break the test and grab the overhang of her backside. The Suplex Machine grins as she dips her hips and hoists Cassava into the air and down to the canvas on her back with a Side Suplex.
SIDE SUPLEX:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=I3g4ur4yVx8
Cassava bounces off the canvas about six inches and lands hard again with the second impact. Wendy, still standing moves to Onika’s right side and raises a boot and stomps it down on the exotic looking woman’s stomach. The HIPster folds around the invading boot, her cheeks puffing before she falls back to the mat, the new referee looks surprised at the Suplex Machine’s attacks, but it’s all well within the rules even as she palms the sides of the blonde’s head and starts bringing her back to her feet.
The Milk Chocolate Mauler turns over as Wendy pulls on her head, getting to one knee Cassava leans her head against Smith’s torso, just under her boobs. The PA Powerhouse pulls on Onika’s head to bring her to her feet, but Cassava fires an open hand slap to Wendy’s stomach just above her singlet. Wendy’s butt sticks out as she leans forward a little stunned and her opponent fires a second open hand strike into the brunette’s stomach, aiming to leave a red mark behind.
Now it’s Wendy’s cheeks puffing as Cassava fires the third strike into the Altoona girl’s tummy, The Milk Chocolate Mauler pushes up and into Wendy backing her into the ropes. Wanting to make sure Smith is properly subdued for a few moments the Hiptastic One fires a chop into the brunette’s ample cleavage. The crowd gives a sympathetic “OOO” has Smith’s juggs jiggle and she hisses in pain. Reggie is about to order Cassava off the ropes, but she switches her grip to Wendy’s wrist and shoulder.
“AAAHAA!” Cassava sends Wendy across the ring with an Irish Whip. The Suplex Machine races across the canvas and turns to hit the cables; Smith sees The Hip Check Queen at mid-ring about to face away from the rebounding brunette. With only a split second to decide Smith ducks down as Onika jumps into a turn. The PA Powerhouse runs the Stop sign Cassava tried to set up; Onika leaps and Wendy goes lower passing right under the big backside and between her thick thighs.
The Woman of 1000 Hip Attacks thrusts her hips and comes up empty, looking confused as Wendy keeps running heading towards the ropes she started at, Cassava lands and heads straight for the brunette. Wendy hits the cables and runs right into a BUTTclipse.
Cassava had cut the distance, spun and leaped throwing her rump into Smith’s chest. The impact slams Wendy backwards in a tumble and she hits the cables awkwardly, falling through the ropes hitting only the edge of the apron and bounces off to the padded concrete below. The brunette’s arms fold across her bosom as she lays on the arena floor.
The Milk Chocolate Mauler starts to head out of the ring as well, but a large hand takes her right arm, Reggie says, “Keep it in the ring Cassava.”
Kylie’s Number One Fan can’t help but smile at the large referee, “Sure Reg, I wasn’t going to…”
Cassava allows herself to be backed off and stands watching Reginald lean out over the ring ropes and yell, “ONE!”
Wendy sits up rubbing her right breast’s underboob, where she caught the apron’s edge, “TWO!”
Looking into the ring she sees that Onika retreated into a far corner, waiting with hands on knees. A rare showing of professional etiquette, “THREE!”
Wendy gets up and walks to the ring apron, she rolls under the bottom rope halting the official’s count. Smith rises to stand without the aid of the coils, “well that was embarrassing.”
Cassava shakes her head, “nooo, it happens to everyone. Hope you don’t think that was some new girl, mental power move. Hoping to leave this ring with a new friend and a potential double date couple.”
“Heheh, Sammie will be overjoyed,” as Smith advanced she mentally brushed off any ill feelings. Being shown up by a relative rookie in her big return match wasn’t exactly stirring her tea, a faux British term she created to tease Sinclair. But Onika seemed nice and very eager to please, like wrestling a newly adopted puppy.
Again the two meet in a tight collar and elbow, neither seeking to overpower their opponent but looking to outmaneuver them, the locked pair shuffling their feet and moving in a nonsensical pattern. The stalemate is broken when Onika slips her arm around Wendy’s head and turns to drive the curve of a buttock into the pit of Smith’s stomach, the Powerhouse doubles over breathless making it easier for Cassava to link both hands behind Wendy’s head and flatten her nose with a sit-out facebuster!
FACEBUSTER
youtu.be/Pfr03s1oQ9Y?t=113
Smith bounces off the mat onto her back, stunned by the sudden hits and the change in elevation, Cassava smoothly somersaults backwards and leaps to Wendy’s side facing the audience. The Asstacular One crouches with hands on knees and pops it one, two, three, four, five times before launching into a standing moonsault that squashes Wendy’s toned midsection with her own.
CHEEKYSAULT
www.youtube.com/watch?v=W3G52fymLDQ
Whatever air Smith had back in her lungs left in a rush after Cassava fell on her like a cinnamon-scented bag of rocks, the dyed blond gathers both of the brunette’s stems by the knee pits and rolls her into a tight ball that shows off Wendy’s backside for the pin. Reginald slaps his large, masculine hand on the canvas for....
ONE!!!
TWONOOO!!
The Suplex Machine kicks out with a vengeance microseconds after TWO, shoving off Cassava and rolling onto her front. However, The BMD champ’s still bright and bushy-tailed taking Wendy by the wrist and shoulder and pulling her up in a not ungently manner, and Irish Whiping her away to the ropes. When the Pennsylvanian rebounds back off the rubber-coated steel Cassava places her hands just under Wendy’s large rack and shoves the brunette into the air, Cassava turns and grabs her own ankles, planning for the Powerhouse’s chin to check against her championship bearing glutes on the way down.
SPONTANEOUS BOOTAY
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ke8MxPex31Y
The former Europa Tag champ is sent over half her height into the air, arms waving as she starts back down, chest and face landing on Cassava’s booty bomb and blasted backwards, landing starfished on the canvas. Wendy’s eyes look stunned as she raises one leg, her knee bent as she stares blankly into the overhead lights. Cassava spins around running to the downed White girl, she drops to her knees at Wendy’s side and falls across her chest hooking Smith’s bent leg.
Reggie hopes over the pair and is in position as Cassava’s breast presses into Wendy’s.
ONE…
TWO…
KICKOUT!
Cassava looks up at Worthington III, but he shows her two fingers, and signals for the pair to continue to wrestle. Onika cups the back of Smith’s head and pulls her up with her. The Online Sensation points the still stunned PA Powerhouse towards the far turnbuckles and fires Wendy towards the pads.
The ring ropes shake when Smith’s back impacts against the thinly padded metal buckles. Wendy groans and blinks a few times trying to clear the cobwebs that have gathered in her brain. Cassava hikes up her bottoms showing off more of her spectacular booty and gives the cheeks a couple of slaps before pointing at the trapped brunette in the corner. Wendy checks her mouth and nose with a hand, half expecting to find she’s bleeding after being ass punched in the face by Onika.
The crowd seated behind the Iowan cheer as Cassava gives a self-imposed wedgie and starts racing towards the corner. The fans getting rowdy as the Milk Chocolate Mauler leaps swinging her massive weaponized backrack around to crush the Suplex Machine between the best ass in FAWN and the steel post.
Wendy had other ideas. Tired of being on the defence Smith brings her boots up and braces herself for the impact. Cassava’s buttocks each get a boot making her cry out in shocked pain. Stumbling forward Onika drops to her knees and elbows. Wendy steps out of the corner, plants her feet and circles her brawny arms just under Onika’s belly button, The Suplex Machine raises the rookie 180 degrees in arc that started slowly, the anticipation building as it reached its apex, then bringing the Online Sensation’s shoulders and neck crashing to the mat as if it were a roller coaster.
GUTWRENCH GERMAN SUPLEX:
youtu.be/LJhVYIm5MU4?t=3
Just one suplex is never enough, Wendy reaches down pulling Cassava back to her feet before she can recover from the first trip downtown. The PA Powerhouse spins the Iowan around tucking her head under Smith’s strong arm in a front facelock. Before Onika knows what’s happening Wendy has a handful of the fabric at Cassava’s hip. The snap suplex takes the Hipster from vertical to horizontal in a heartbeat.
Wendy’s not done yet, still holding on to the Milk Chocolate Mauler she forces her back up. Cassava shakes her head, blonde hair flying as she tries to re-orient herself. The Suplex Machine is rolling through and the Spring Break crowd starts to chant, “SUPLEX-CITY!” over and over.
Smith moves behind the Booty Queen pulling her into a tight waistlock. The Hiptastic One feels her opponent snuggle up against her ass, but she’s more concerned with feeling her feet leaving the canvas as the PA Powerhouse takes her straight up and over. Wendy lets her arms go and Cassava lands on the back of her head and shoulders on the thinly padded plywood. After the Release German suplex plants her Onika bounces and flops over onto her stomach.
Cassava tries to push up off her chest, but falls back to the canvas breathing hard as she reaches out for ropes that are too far away. Wendy rolls over to a knee, looking over the wreckage she’s caused. The PA Powerhouse is covered in sweat and taking in deep breathes as she moves over to the girl with pink highlights and clad in white.
Some in the crowd urge Cassava to get back up, and she does push to all fours, sadly for The Superfan, the Suplex Machine is right there. Wendy bends down hooking her arms under Onika’s and pulls the darker-toned woman to her feet into a breast to breast bearhug. Wendy and Cassava are nearly the same height, but with different proportions, Cassava thicker through the hips and thighs, and though her cups are a size bigger, Wendy’s arms and shoulders are broader and thicker than those of the BMD champ’s.
Smith spins her trapped opponent around and then lifts her off the canvas and spins her around again turning Cassava over and slamming her into the mat with a ring rattling Belly to Belly suplex.
Belly to Belly Suplex:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=NFqF0RRbVOk
The Headmistress of Hipchecks lies gasping on the canvas, she got off at the wrong exit and has ended up in Suplex City.
Wendy pushes up to one knee, hoisting the plus, plus-sized booty is giving her a good workout. Thinking she needs to reduce some of Cassava’s offence Smith moves down to the Iowian’s ankles lifting those big legs into a loose ‘V’. Kylie’s number one fan looks up from between her stems and panic crosses her face, “Wendy don’t!”
As Cassava’s hands move to cover her girly bits, Wendy shakes her head, not bothering to explain that Onika’s womanhood was never her target. Smith kicks the thick thigh of the rookie. Cassava cries out, but then three more SMACKING kicks follow to her hammy. Smith drops Onika’s right leg and drops down across the left with all her weight.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZOiqdO2QPeM
“AAWWGAWD!” screams the Milk Chocolate Mauler as her leg is slammed between the Suplex Machine and mat. Wendy then grinds her elbow into Cassava’s inner thigh before she pops up and stomps her boot on the same thigh twice more before stepping away to both regain her composure and catch her breath while her opponent writhes on the canvas.
Reginald asks Cassava, “You ok Cass? You want to keep going?”
The dyed blonde nods unable to verbally answer at first, but then sucks in a breath and replies, “Yeah, I can keep going.”
Wendy having calmed her breathing and pushing her sweat-soaked hair out of her face returns to her plaything. Smith, hardly sympathetic reaches down hooking Onika under the arms just grunts, “UP.”
Not really given a choice to obey Cassava is pulled to her feet by the Suplex Machine. Wendy snuggles up against the biggest booty in FAWN again, this time her arms are right under Onika’s boobs pushing them up higher and almost out of the red bra. Mostly out of desperation Cassava throws her right elbow back, but Wendy swings her head to the other side.
CRACK!
The Milk Chocolate Mauler sent her left elbow back a heartbeat later and catches Wendy in the mouth. Smith’s hands fall away from Onika’s body as she staggers back into the ropes hand over her mouth. Cassava took a couple of shambling steps forward then hunches over, one hand on her knee the other hugging her ribs, still feeling the effects of the suplex tsunami she just experienced. Pushing lightly off the coils Wendy runs toward The Superfan’s back cocking an elbow that’ll find it’s home in the base of Cassava’s neck, whether it’s the cries of her fans or the vibrations of the ring floor travelling up Cassava’s bare feet she can sense the PA Powerhouse nearing and waits till just the right moment… the Hipster hops back pancaking Smith’s shoulder boulders and knocking the former tag and lightweight champ on her back!
A grimacing Wendy crosses her arms over her abused Sinclair smackers(private joke) rolling lightly side to side she grunts, “Getting real sick of those cheeks.”
Normally The BMD would cover the brunette for a pin or pour on more offence, but Smith didn't become a 2-time Lightweight champ and a Euro tag team champion by lacking power. Head spinning and body aching from numerous suplexes, legs still shaking from The Machine’s almost surgical mistreatment, Cassava falls to her knees after her spurt of offence and tips over face first, her match deciding and legend in the making buns thrust into the air and quivering. The Alpha Zebra Reginald Worthington starts a 10 count with crowd echoing right along.
ONE!!
TWO!!!
The two battlers slowly inch to all fours.
THREE!!
FOUR!!
FIVE!!
Cassava crawls to the ropes and starts climbing them like a ladder, Wendy powers to one knee unaided.
SIX!!
SEVEN!!
The two supreme shorties stand at full height at the same time breaking the count; Onika with her back leaning against the ropes and Smith swaying, both a bit unsteady but ready to fight. With an uneven but happy grin Cassava throws up her arm and gives Wendy a thumps up! Very pleased with the quality of their match. Wendy stares a moment before slowly returning the gesture, this being the first time a woman she’d been throwing around the ring like a plastic bag in windstorm had been so pleased with it.
“Wooo! Almost had me there!” the possibility of losing an amusing outcome for the young lioness, Cassava all giggles and smiles, “Hope my A didn’t hurt your T’s too bad. Don’t want Sammie coming after me, heh ha…”
Wendy chuckles and gives her gurls a comforting rub, “She’ll just kiss them better, maybe you’ll be in a minute.”
The Iowan seems amenable to that outcome, eyes going a bit wistful at the imagery, “Don’t tempt me now.” Cassava lunges at the battle-tested brunette with both hands, trying her luck with another facebuster but runs into a heavy left hand that threatens to come out through her back. The dyed blonde lets out a bellow and stoops toward the strong-armed Smith, who takes advantage of the ingénue’s offered head by whipping out her right arm up and pounding Cassava’s right ear with her bicep and then follows up on the other side. Wendy turns The Superfan into a defective bobblehead for a few seconds, her head ping-ponging between the Pennsylvanian's brawny arms, probably losing a few IQ points with each blow. Wendy spins out of the last hit for a discus clothesline that Onika ducks, pressing a shoulder into the Pennislvanian’s side, Cassava puts an arm under Wendy’s rack and grabs her left shin, and gives the Suplex Machine something to review, lifting her sexy package rotating her 270 degrees to belly flop on the canvas.
GUTWRENCH INVERTED SUPLEX
www.youtube.com/watch?v=geExbGVSamM
Smith rolls on to her back and Cassava falls backward onto her, too tired to pull up a leg she lays on top of the decorated wrestler while the official counts
ONE!!
TWO!!
Wendy shifts her weight and now Cassava’s shoulders are on the mat in a crucifix pin!
ONE!!
TWO!!
Kicking wildly Cassava forcibly rolls out of the pin onto her chest and scurries away!
“Clever girl!” Again cheerful despite a near loss, Cassava runs toward a slowly rising Wendy. Showing off some athleticism and her karate background The Online Sensation kicks out her left leg perfectly straight up into the air and whips it dow- Smith rolls out of the way at the last moment Onika’s heel striking the mat in lieu of Wendy’s head, the Sultana of Suplex rolls back to where she started, pushes off all fours and roughly works her skull between the BMD’s sturdy thighs. Steadying her cargo by holding Onika tightly by the knees, Wendy plants her feet and surges to her intimidating height of 5 feet four inches; upended and dumbfounded Cassava has to brace her hands on Smith’s back to keep from getting a faceful of firm Pennsylvanian ass, the women forming a capital T as Wendy marches over near a turnbuckle. The brunette advises,”better grit your teeth,” before slinging Cassava off her shoulders to splatter back first on the canvas.
SUPLEX’S DISTANT COUSIN
youtu.be/PYR9BSYdHAw?t=5
A dull THUD reverberates throughout the stadium as the aftershocks of the slam rock Cassava’s body, her twitching causing alluring waves in her bosom even while in pain. If Onika’s eyes were open she’d see Wendy wide step around the discarded remains of her person, scramble up the ropes to the high rent district and jump back into the air, Smith’s round seat casting shade on Cassava’s quivering tits as she descends.
The Hipster’s eyes and mouth pop open wide after Wendy’s posterior, strengthened by years of suplex squats, crushes Cassava’s chocolate hills, the beleaguered blonde instantly worrying her sternum might have a butt imprint.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=GJTS48UlioU
Smith just sits on the new girl for a moment, letting her dominance sink in. “How does MY A compare to YOUR T’s?” She gives the tiniest of swishes, grinding Onika’s nubs and earning a pained hiss. Wendy lets a guilty smile come across her face before it turns nonplussed at the thumbs up shakily brought up past Wendy’s hip.
“P-preety goud…” Cassava hoarsely whispers a review, too dedicated to her fighting style to offer a false assessment of another’s rear, even when being crushed beneath one. Wendy lets out a puff of air in disbelief and reaches down to ruffle Onika’s hair in a show of comradery.
After the moment of fun, the Suplex Machine pulls the still gasping Iowan to her feet by an arm, before the blonde is fully upright Smith whips her across the ring at the opposite turnbuckles. Cassava thick legs keep her up, but with a bit of a wobble before she turns taking the pads with her spine. Onika sags in the corner as more air is knocked out of her by the impact, Wendy trots across the ring wiping a bit of sweat from her brow and running hand back over her hair before she arrives and hammers a forearm into Cassava’s chest.
The Woman of 1000 Hip Attacks sinks deeper into the corner, her prodigious backside catching on the middle turnbuckle and one arm hanging over the top rope. Wendy seeing the other woman’s head sink reaches out with her left hand, not yanking Cassava’s hair, but using it to lift the youngster’s head to check on her. Onika brings up her hand and puts her palm on Wendy’s stomach and tries to push her away.
Wendy shakes her head, “A little fight left in you.”
Cassava tries to push up off the turnbuckles, but Smith is there and clinches up the Milk Chocolate Mauler leading her along the ropes to the center of the strands. The PA Powerhouse pushes Onika into the ropes and for good measure brings her thigh up into the other woman’s stomach, just below her tits. The owner of the BMD belt has her entire ass out of the ring, the middle strand on the back of her thighs. Wendy, still holding on to Cassava pulls her back in and whips her across the ring.
As Onika almost staggers across the ring the PA Powerhouse follows, and when Cassava hits the ropes Wendy’s hands come together and she starts to spin. The crowd roars as they haven’t seen the Altoona Sledge in FAWN Orlando for some time. Wendy’s fists and arms slam into the dark-skinned girl’s chest and cleavage, taking Cassava’s feet out from under her and dropping her on the canvas flat on her back. Wendy looks out at the crowd as they start to chant, “WEL-COME BACK!”
The Iowan lays with one knee bent and arms out to her side. Blonde hairs stick to her sweat covered face, her chest rising and falling but its clear breathing isn’t the easiest thing for Cassava to do right now. Smith walks back to where her opponent landed, sliding her hands under Onika’s shoulders and lifting her to a seated position. Once there Wendy slides her arms under the Booty Queen’s, the Powerhouse’s arms snake around right under the other girl’s sometimes overlooked rack. Wendy grunts as she lifts, “Up you go. You’re Kylie’s biggest Fan, so you should know this move.”
The Hipster powerful thick thighs are now a bit rubbery as Wendy leads and drags Cassava towards the corner. Smith’s reverse bearhug is snug causing Onika more problems breathing, and her boobs are pushed up so much they touch her drooping chin. Near the corner the Suplex Machine turns her opponent around and puts Cassava back first into the corner. The BMD Champ is nearly out on her feet as the PA Powerhouse dips down putting a shoulder into Onika’s stomach and with a loud groan lifts her to a seated position on the top turnbuckle.
Trapped with nowhere to go and maybe not even aware of the situation, Cassava nearly falls off her perch. Wendy is already taking hold of the youngster. Pulling the blonde’s head down so the back of her neck rests on Smith’s shoulder, the Suplex Machine reaches forward grabbing two handfuls of big thigh meat.
When she steps away from the corner Wendy staggers a bit under the booty weight, but she gets her balance and walks right to the center of the ring. The brunette pauses only a second before kicking her legs out and falling backwards sending Cassave crashing into the thinly padded boards. Again the crowd roars as Wendy rolls over onto her knees and moves over to the motionless woman and falls across her chest. Wendy puts her breasts atop Cassava’s and reaches down hooking a massive thigh.
N.G.N
www.youtube.com/watch?v=oZXUNZjWTc8
Worthington had been standing back during the last moments, but now is quickly on the canvas with the ladies. It only takes an instant to see Cassava’s shoulders on the mat. The FAWNatics count along with Reginald.
ONE...
TWO…
THREE!
DING! DING!
Wendy holds only for the briefest of time after the three count, giving her chest a little push into Onika’s before rising up.
“YOUR WINNER BY PINFALL… WENDY SMITH!”
Wendy walks over to Reg, looking up at the near foot taller man. She offers her right arm and Worthington raises it, turning Wendy to all four sides of the ring. The Spring Break roaring as Wendy nods to FAWN’s biggest referee saying, “Thanks Reg, good job.”
Reginald says, “The best matches are when the referee can disappear.”
Smith grins and gives the crowd a fist pump, but then turns and walks over to the slowly moving Cassava. Wendy looks down and crouches catcher style and puts a hand on the Iowan’s shoulder asking, “You ok?”
Cassava seems a little surprised, having had to deal with Booty Inc. and other heels, sportsmanship is something she hasn’t seen much of in FAWN. Wendy helps Onika to her feet saying, “You got your autograph, you got your match, anything else?”
Cassava, sweat covered, still having a bit of trouble getting her wind back and sore in places she didn’t know she had, grinned, “Rematch?”
Wendy shakes her hand, “Maybe”
The PA Powerhouse then turns and slips through the ropes and goes to greet many of her old friends at ringside before heading to the back.