Post by hawkeye on Dec 4, 2022 17:42:28 GMT
“Tonight’s match is scheduled for one fall…!” The announcer projects into his microphone, “With a 20-minute time limit! Introducing first…”
KICKPUNCH- ADAM WARROCK
www.youtube.com/watch?v=TXma0EkrrYQ
Heartbeat racing, nerdy hip hop blasts through the speakers as the short but curvaceous Black woman named Cassava Onika walks with purpose through the curtains accompanied by her new friend, and winner of a previous match on the card, Crystal Hilton. The Milk Chocolate Mauler lightly bounces on the balls of her feet, noticeably less cheery than she usually is, but there’s still some of Cassava’s optimism in her aura. She's dressed in a white beater that shows a hint of belly button, a red bra is visible through the thin fabric keeping her F Cup breasts from flashing the fans as she jiggles to and fro. On her wide hips were a pair of pink booty shorts that seemed painted on (and a size too small), and 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 a 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).
Crystal Hilton is still in her ring gear of pink togs, white sports bra with matching white and pink wrestling boots along with elbow and knee pads. The Burning Rose seems anxiously attentive to Cassava, hovering around The BMD like a bee with a flower. The actress is eager to make up for her mistreatment of her supportive new partner from when The Superfan was backing her up earlier tonight.
“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
CRYSTAL HILTON
Crystal rubs Cassava’s shoulders and jabbers encouraging comments as she warms up, “You’re gonna do great. It doesn’t matter who comes out cause you’re Hip Attack ‘em into next week!”
Cassava keeps her eyes on the ring and pats Hilton’s hand, “Thanks, Crys.” and sets off down the ramp, slapping hands along the way. She’s still miffed at Hilton’s ego trip but wants to keep her mind on the match. The actress is hot on Cassava’s heels, putting her all into the role of a supportive girlfriend.
The Superfan hands off her title and rolls into the ring while Crystal runs to their corner and stands ready by the steel steps.
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Ain’t it Fun by Paramore blasts all over the loudspeakers. It is at that moment that a light skin black woman emerges from behind the curtains. She has pink highlights in her blonde hair. The petite woman dances to the music as she slowly makes her way to the ring. She slaps the outstretched hands of the fans as she sprints down the aisle excitedly. She stops as she places her hands to her mouth and screams as loud as she can.
“BA BA DA DA DAAA PUPPY POWER!!!!”
The crowd roars back loudly in return as the comic book nerd immediately slides into the ring. She kips up to her feet and throws her hands proudly into the air. The crowd cheers loudly as she begins to blow kisses and waves to the audience.
“Ladies and gentlemen from Long Island, New York she stands at 5’3 weighing in at 120 lbs she is the Pink Puppy Dawn Warren!!!”
DAWN WARREN
Dawn runs around the ring as she stops in front of Cassava. She winks at her, grinning as she looks at her bottoms along with her hair.
“I love your attire and your hair!!! Think Pink!!! It will be soooo amazing to be in the ring with you!!!”
Dawn smirks as she excitedly offers a handshake. Cassava takes it with a smile and no caution, already amused by her new clone, “I like your style too. I think this is gonna be fun!”
Dawn’s a ball of barely restrained energy, she playfully shadowboxes blows to Cassva’s tummy and tits, “I love your matches and your Youtube channel, but that won’t make me hesitate to go for the win. You can only debut once, and I’m looking to start things right.”
Cassava tilts her head with a grin and places a hand on her heart “As a die-hard of multiple women on the roster I totally get those feelings, I’m gonna keep things professional, but I’m afraid you’re starting off with a loss with a participation prize of CAKE.”
Dawn takes the friendly competition in stride and jokingly steps up to Cassava with a smile in a wide stance with raised shoulders for a come-at-me-bro vibe.”Well, we’re gonna see about that hunny!” The Superfan quickly mirrors the rookie, digging on her vibe. “I guess we will!”
On the outside in Cassva’s corner, Crystal sees the chemistry between her trainer/friend with benefits and gets nervous (and a little jealous). The White Rose starts clapping and yelling support for Cassava hoping to move the match into the action phase, “Kick her ass, bae! You got this!”
Cassava turns to give her ringside backup a thumbs up as the official takes Dawn to her corner for the pat-down. Cassava heads to her own corner and drops into a waiting crouch, commenting to Crystal, “She seems nice!”
Crystal nods a little too quickly, “Y-yeah, but don’t let your guard down. It could be a ruse!”
Cassava gives her a fist bump and stands at the bell’s chime, “Don’t worry, I’ll give her a polite but thorough beatdown as a welcome to the big leagues.”
As soon as the bell sounds, that is when Dawn actually showcases a bit of speed, and sprints toward Cassava. The BMD queen anticipates the oncoming attack; however, Dawn does something unorthodox as she instead sprints towards the corner. She doesn’t waste any time jumping up to the very top of the ropes. She leaps backwards with a diving moonsault towards Onika. Cassava doesn’t expect it as Warren manages to land right on top of her. The newcomer pushes right up to her feet raising an arm into the air.
“Ba ba da da da!”
In unison, the crowd roars back at her.
“Puppy Power!!!!”
The Scrappy Doo lover helps lift Cassava to her feet, and she tosses her to the outside of the ring. Hilton begins to check on her friend and Dawn doesn’t hesitate as she bounces off of the ropes. She runs back towards them and that is when she planchas off of the ropes and to the outside of the ring on both of them. The crowd roars as there is a three-women wreckage pile. Dawn pushes up to her feet, clutching her chest as she slides into the ring as the Zebra begins to count.
One…
Two…
Dawn is feeling the electricity as she contemplates her next move as she watches Cassava stir on the outside of the ring. The Superfan ensures Hilton is okay before getting back into the fight, pulling the Latina to a seat against the guardrail, “you good?”
Crystal nods quickly and points toward the ring “I’m good; kick her butt!” Cassava nods and stands up in time for Dawn to shoot out of the ring with a sliding Dropkick that pancakes Cassava’s large breasts! The BMD’s staggers back into the guardrail, unfortunately, where Crystal's still seated. The Actress’s face disappears between Cassava’s cheeks and is stuck there, flailing and muffling protests while Dawn jacks Cassava’s jaw with Forearm Shivers. The Pink Puppy pushes on The BMD’s chin to arc her back and graceful neck over the barrier, thrusting out her mouth-watering juggs in her white tank top. Dawn sneaks a peek before strafes Cassava’s breasts with a knife-edge chop, Cassava grimaces and massages her girls while Dawn hi-fives a fan. “Let’s take this back inside!”
The Pink Puppy grabs Onika by the back of her shirt and waistband and gives her the bum’s rush into the ring; finally free of Cake, Crystal takes in deep breaths; that place is fun to visit but on her own time!
Warren doesn’t re-enter the ring, instead choosing to climb to the top of the post while Cassava collects her wits. Beaming, she raises her fist to the FAWNatics and gets a louder response than usual for a debuting debutant, she’s on fire! Dawn sees Cassava start to get to her feet unsteadily and readies for a diving Clothesline, the booty battler turns around, and Dawn takes flight, Puppy Power in full force tonight!
Thwam!
Cassava uses her thicc and powerful legs to leap into the air and Dropkick Dawn midflight, The Superfan’s bare feet flatten the rookie’s chest and takes her out of the sky like a bird shot down by an eagle-eyed hunter.
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Dawn lands awkwardly and breathlessly; she lies still on her side, trying to massage air back into her lungs. Cassava’s flat-backed on the canvas, taking a break after getting her ass kicked in the opening minutes. The official's about to start a double count-out when she kips up onto her feet, bright-eyed and jiggling.
"Hell of an opening salvo, there…” Cassava compliments as she drags Dawn up the elbow, “Embarrassed me a little there; that’s good! That’ll keep the bookerwoman invested.” Cassava lowers a knee as she sends Dawn into the cables with an Irish Whip; The Pink Puppy turns in time and recoils into a run that gets abruptly halted by The BMD nailing her in the chest with a running Hip attack. Dawn knocked head over heels into a full back somersault, twanging the back of her head on the middle rope. The rookie cradles her aching braincase as Cassava quickly strides over and slips between the cables to stand on the apron. “I normally don’t get fancy at the outset, but I need to catch up in the flair department.” Onika pulls Warren gently by the ears till the rookie is suspended by the middle rope under her waist. Planting a foot back, Onika rattles The Puppy’s skull with kneelifts till she's nice and pliable and leaves her hanging like laundry while she heads to the corner.
“Ready to number 832!?” The Woman of 1000 Hip Attacks asks the audience, cheekily shaking her rear to hype up the salivating crowd as she hangs on to the turnbuckles, and Crystal, who’s drooling a bit as she cheers her partner on. Cassava stands on the top buckle, pops a bicep flex and throws herself into a cannonball, tucking in her knees and aiming her ass that lands like an anvil on Dawn’s back!
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Dawn is driven right into the mat as she reaches towards her back in pain. The pink-haired bookworm lets out a howling scream that could be heard all throughout the arena. Cassava is methodical as she drags Dawn toward the center of the ring and hooks both legs for a tight pinfall.
One
Two
Dawn manages to get a shoulder up at the last second. The crowd is all on their feet after the near pinfall. Cassava looks down at Dawn as she is in shock over the kick-out. She drags Warren over to the corner as she plans to issue out some humiliation. She smirks as she speaks out loud.
“And this is 432!!!”
Cassava proceeds to drive her rump into the face of Dawn as she smothers her out with an old-fashioned stink face. Dawn’s hands begin to move about as she is buried in nothing but ass. After about fifteen seconds, Onika pulls away, leaving Dawn gasping for air. Dawn keeps her eyes on her idol as Cassava smiles.
“Had enough?!”
Dawn breathes heavily and looks back, grimacing through her teeth.
“Screw off! I am not done yet!!”
Cassava smiles as she sprints towards the corner going for a running hip attack, but the Long Island native moves out of the way at the very last second. The booty battler backs dat ass up into the padded steel of the turnbuckles at high speed! Cassava stumbles out of the corner with an agonized wail, clutching her prized asset as it might fall off; your average woman would be on the mat stunned with pain at least momentarily, but with the amount of cushion Cassava’s packing, she stays upright and circles around searching for the wayward Puppy. The determined Dawn is sprinting at her unaware opponent from behind; she throws herself at Onika in what looks like a Crossbody but turns into a Tilt-A-Whirl Headscissors. Dawn sends her bottom-heavy clone flipping and tumbling into the shadow of corner Cassava bruised her coccyx on.
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The rookie’s putting up more fight than expected but Cassava still has a lot left in the tank; she scrambles back to her feet with the aid of the ropes. She’s fully up with her back against the pads just as Warren comes running by, leaping into a Savate kick that connects under Cassava’s clavicle. The Superfan ricochets into and off of the turnbuckles and onto a knee, the unwavering Iowan genuflects for only a second before she speedily but shakily stands up. Dawn’s getting frustrated by her foe’s tenacity and really puts some spice behind an Enzugiri that smacks Cassava on the side of her head that cuts her down like a tree.
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Cassava rolls on the ground clutching at her head, but Dawn doesn’t appear to be done just yet. She looks at all of her options and decides to yank Onika by the hair dragging her to a seated position in a corner. Dawn walks to the adjacent corner and ascends to the top of the ropes. She looks at the crowd who actually cheer her on. She smiles before leaping off with a forward dropkick. She manages to leap all the way across the ring connecting flush with Cassava’s skull as the crowd is on their feet after her Dusk to Dawn move. She rises up to her feet in a bit of pain but smirks with the crowd behind her.
“Did you all enjoy that?! If so, there is more where that came from!”
With that, she begins to pull Cassava away from the corner and towards the center of the ring. She surveys the ring contemplating her next move, Dawn decides to do and then perfectly executes a handspring towards the ropes, bouncing off of them backwards with a Moonsault that lands on her opponent.
Comes Great Responsibility- 1:05
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“FINALLY” is all Dawn can scream out as she finally got all of that Moonsault onto Cassava. She hooks a leg as she moves her head to each pounding of the mat from the zebra.
One!
Two!
Cassava is able to get a shoulder up, and the comic book nerd can’t believe it. She looks at the referee in disbelief as she makes it to her feet. “You are bringing an amazing fight but never count the puppy out!”
She barks a bit as the crowd barks in return. Cassava is slow as she begins to stir and makes her way to her feet. Without hesitation Dawn sprints towards her and jumps up, grabbing at Cassava’s head. She twists around her body before drilling her head first right onto the mat.
With Great Power
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The Superfan’s skull thuds into the thinly covered plywood and the spectators cringe and groan in sympathy. Cassava does an involuntary, lazy roll into a seat before flopping flat to the mat, glassy-eyed. On the outside, Crystal’s looking worried and biting her thumbnail anxiously. Cassava told the Actress NEVER to interfere in her matches, but it looks like she might need the help!
Dawn crawls over at a brisk pace and folds Cassava so her ankles are by her ears, and throws herself atop her vaunted buns to keep the content creator in place for her first win in FAWN.
One!
Two!!
Cassava explodes out of the pin! Dawn is cast off as The BMD nearly goes into a full handstand and drops to her side in a heap. The FAWNatics applaud her Sanders-esque ability to take punishment while Crystal bangs the apron with both fists, “You got this babe! You got this!” Warren is starring mouth agape. What it going to take to put this woman down?
“You’re really letting me show off my moveset here. I gotta thank you for that,” says Dawn exhaustedly as she stands up and lightly pushes Cassava face up. She bends over and takes both of the Iowan’s hands in grinding Greco-Roman Knucklelocks, awakening Cassava with a pained hiss. The Pink Puppy continues speaking, “But I think we both know it’s time to get this PPV mov-ARAHHH!”
Moving like a finely tuned steel trap, Cassava threads her legs over Warren’s arms and under the pits of The Puppy’s knees. A slight pull and lift, Warren is upside down with her legs spread achingly wide in a variation of the Shame Hold!
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“Aaah! AAaah! AIE!” Warren shrieks each time Cassava pushes her stems wide like she’s opening and closing a book. Speed’s a big part of The Pink Puppy’s game, but she’ll be slowed to crawl, judging by the lightning coursing through her hamstrings. This move isn’t pleasant for Warren’s arms either, they’re being stretched over the upper curve of her own smooth thighs and it’s playing hell with the rookie’s joints. A truly twisted manuever from Cassava’s bags of tricks.
Crystal’s ecstatic! She’s bouncing in place and clapping, “That’s it Cassva, stretch out that bitch!”
A bead of sweat runs down Cassva’s nose, she’s laser-focused on getting a submission from Dawn, but that comment from The White Rose takes her out of it. “I’m not sure that’s warranted,” Cassava mumbles, confused.
Dawn’s been screaming for a few seconds, but the official’s just staring at the beautiful tableau before him. Cassava’s and Dawn’s stems spread out before him, their beautiful badonkadonks are trembling, and Dawn’s flushed, embarrassed face is right at the center, moaning. This submission is a crowd-pleaser for a reason!
Cassava’s polite but insistent yell breaks the zebra out of his gaze, “You can ask at any time, pal!”
The black and white jerks back to full consciousness and drops to the mat, embarrassed. He leans near Dawn's head and asking, “Do you quit?”
She makes a sound like a teakettle blowing stem as Cassava adds another six inches in the leg spread, but Dawn hangs on and squeals, “NOOO!!”
Onika lets out a huff of frustration and lets go of the rookie, letting her slump down to the canvas, nose to coarse canvas and ass up. The move is effective but draining; Cassava groggily stands up and trudges over to the side of the ring behind Dawn, slowly picking up speed. Dawn tilts herself into a seat, looking like a shamed dog, groaning from her near dismembering. She barely has time to register that The BMD isn’t around till Cassava’s BMD whomps her in the back of the head!
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Dawn hits the mat with a thud. She is out of it as she can only stare up at the ceiling. The crowd is behind Cassava as she hovers over her foe. Crystal begins to pound at the mat excitedly as she yells at Cassava in the ring.
“That a girl!!! Finish this chica off!!”
Cassava nods her head as she begins to size Dawn up. She lifts the other up by the roots of her pink-dyed hair. Cassava places her own head in between Dawn’s head as she screams out loud.
“Time to taste an Upside Down Cake.”
The crowd roars back in return as she lifts Dawn upwards. She tries to position Dawn, but the other woman shows off some more fight as she manages to sunset flip over Cassava, and she hooks both legs tightly for the pin.
One!
Two!
Thr-NOOOOOO
Cassava is able to get out of the move at the very last second. Dawn however is nimble as she makes it to her feet. Cassava seems to be a step behind and as soon as she makes it to a knee Dawn nails Onika with a shining wizard that sends her back to the ground. Dawn screams for Cassava to rise back up, and the BMD is slow as she gets on her knees. Dawn looks at the audience as she screams out loud.
“BA BA DA DA DAHHHH PUPPY POWER!!!”
Puppy Power
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Dawn hooks her legs around one of Cassava’s legs and Warren uses her arms to wrench around Onika’s. She rocks back and forth until she manages to land on her back and she stretches Onika out as this shame hold looks to cause more pain than what Onika tried to dish out earlier. Dawn continues to stretch herself out as she stretches Cassava out.
“STRETCH THAT BITCH OUT?! Isn’t that what was said earlier?! Tap CASS JUST TAP OR SCREAM SWEETHEART!!!”
Cassava isn’t tapping, and to Dawn’s frustration, she’s not screaming either. The Superfan’s face is pinched with pain, and her kissable lips are in a thin line, trying to keep a single syllable of pain from escaping. Frustrated, Dawn crunches her abs, easing up on the hold, then whips back hard, trying to split Cassava up the middle! The Pink puppy is rewarded with a shudder and a pitiful yelp but Cassava clamps down right after, only giving the referee a negative shake of her head when asked if she wants to throw in the towel.
“Come on! Tap, dammit!” Dawn is losing her patience and her confidence; this is a last-ditch effort, and Puppy Power is usually a match-ender after a few seconds. Inside Cassava’s mind, she is SCREAMING, but her martial arts training in addition to her wrestling, catfighting and beach fighting training, has given her more flexibility than the average wrestler. She can withstand this hold a bit longer to find an escape, but only a bit. Warren relaxes the stretch for one more attempt to rip Cassava in two, and that’s when the Kylie-Stan strikes! Dawn sits up and orders her opponent to quit.
“Tap! Just TaaOOPH!”
Onika’s fingers dagger into her mouth and jap into a nerve cluster under the tongue, instantly spreading paralyzing suffering throughout Dawn’s body.
MANDIBLE CLAW
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Cassava works that claw like Dawn owes her money! There’s a chance Dawn could fight through it and fight back with Puppy Power, but this is the first time she’s experienced a Mandible Claw, and this new horrible sensation removes clear thinking. Dawn lets go of Cassava’s gams, and tries to pull The Superfan’s hand out of her mouth by the wrist, but Cassava has her hooks in deep.
"Did NOT expect you to have a Banana Split too! I think I need to have a conversation with my parents about any long lost siblings."
Cassava guides Warren onto the canvas, the Long Islander weakly paws at Cassava's arm but it doesn't budge.
"Gotta work on your composure, though I may not have gotten you if you weren't so frazzled."
On that constructive note, Cassava releases her Claw from Warren's mouth and takes her left arm, cranking it behind The Pink Puppy’s head in a brutal Anaconda Vice that threatens to dislocate the rookie’s elbow.
SMOTHERED CHICKEN
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Warren’s kicking and squirming for all she’s worth; she needs to get out now because her reserves were already low and Warren won’t tolerate tapping out on her first night in FAWN! The official does his duty and checks if she wants to call it to avoid injury; even on the edge, Dawn is defiant.
“FUCK NOOMMPHH!”
Cassava lowers her bountiful bosom onto Dawn’s face interrupting her declaration. Not only does this deprive Dawn of vital oxygen, but the way Cassava angles herself to apply a Front Sleeper also increases the danger of the Vice. Lightning courses through Dawn’s shoulders while she’s trapped in the sweltering, smothering darkness of Onika’s cleavage. Five seconds pass in this alluring hell, and Dawn can’t take anymore. She fervently taps on the canvas ending the match.
DINGDINGDING!!!
“Your Winner…. Cassava Onika!”
As soon as a winner is announced, Crystal immediately rushes to the ring. She runs over to Cassava and gives her a passionate hug followed by a kiss on the lips. She raises her hands in the air as Dawn slowly stirs on the ground. The pink-haired woman is slow to move as she catches her breath. She rises up to her feet, holding her neck as she gazes over at her opponent, who is celebrating. Dawn slowly walks over, offering a hand with a smile.
“Good win tonight. At some point, we will have to do this again.”
“CAssava takes it with no hesitation, “Absolutely, that was fun! Maybe the three of us can do a six-woman tag someday? We’d be flying all over this ring.”
“Oh, I’d love that!” Dawn says excitedly. Who knew it be this easy to make friends in FAWN?
Crystal’s still not a fan of the newcomer, but Cassava seems to have forgiven or at least forgotten her earlier faux pas and doesn’t want to rock the boat. She puts her acting skills to the test, trying to be as genuine as possible, “Yeah, that sounds like fun.”
Cassava gives Crystal a warm smile and takes her hand and one of the Pink Puppy’s and raises them to the audience. All three get a warm ovation for the great showing while the FAWNtron begins airing the promo for the next match.
KICKPUNCH- ADAM WARROCK
www.youtube.com/watch?v=TXma0EkrrYQ
Heartbeat racing, nerdy hip hop blasts through the speakers as the short but curvaceous Black woman named Cassava Onika walks with purpose through the curtains accompanied by her new friend, and winner of a previous match on the card, Crystal Hilton. The Milk Chocolate Mauler lightly bounces on the balls of her feet, noticeably less cheery than she usually is, but there’s still some of Cassava’s optimism in her aura. She's dressed in a white beater that shows a hint of belly button, a red bra is visible through the thin fabric keeping her F Cup breasts from flashing the fans as she jiggles to and fro. On her wide hips were a pair of pink booty shorts that seemed painted on (and a size too small), and 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 a 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).
Crystal Hilton is still in her ring gear of pink togs, white sports bra with matching white and pink wrestling boots along with elbow and knee pads. The Burning Rose seems anxiously attentive to Cassava, hovering around The BMD like a bee with a flower. The actress is eager to make up for her mistreatment of her supportive new partner from when The Superfan was backing her up earlier tonight.
“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
CRYSTAL HILTON
Crystal rubs Cassava’s shoulders and jabbers encouraging comments as she warms up, “You’re gonna do great. It doesn’t matter who comes out cause you’re Hip Attack ‘em into next week!”
Cassava keeps her eyes on the ring and pats Hilton’s hand, “Thanks, Crys.” and sets off down the ramp, slapping hands along the way. She’s still miffed at Hilton’s ego trip but wants to keep her mind on the match. The actress is hot on Cassava’s heels, putting her all into the role of a supportive girlfriend.
The Superfan hands off her title and rolls into the ring while Crystal runs to their corner and stands ready by the steel steps.
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Ain’t it Fun by Paramore blasts all over the loudspeakers. It is at that moment that a light skin black woman emerges from behind the curtains. She has pink highlights in her blonde hair. The petite woman dances to the music as she slowly makes her way to the ring. She slaps the outstretched hands of the fans as she sprints down the aisle excitedly. She stops as she places her hands to her mouth and screams as loud as she can.
“BA BA DA DA DAAA PUPPY POWER!!!!”
The crowd roars back loudly in return as the comic book nerd immediately slides into the ring. She kips up to her feet and throws her hands proudly into the air. The crowd cheers loudly as she begins to blow kisses and waves to the audience.
“Ladies and gentlemen from Long Island, New York she stands at 5’3 weighing in at 120 lbs she is the Pink Puppy Dawn Warren!!!”
DAWN WARREN
Dawn runs around the ring as she stops in front of Cassava. She winks at her, grinning as she looks at her bottoms along with her hair.
“I love your attire and your hair!!! Think Pink!!! It will be soooo amazing to be in the ring with you!!!”
Dawn smirks as she excitedly offers a handshake. Cassava takes it with a smile and no caution, already amused by her new clone, “I like your style too. I think this is gonna be fun!”
Dawn’s a ball of barely restrained energy, she playfully shadowboxes blows to Cassva’s tummy and tits, “I love your matches and your Youtube channel, but that won’t make me hesitate to go for the win. You can only debut once, and I’m looking to start things right.”
Cassava tilts her head with a grin and places a hand on her heart “As a die-hard of multiple women on the roster I totally get those feelings, I’m gonna keep things professional, but I’m afraid you’re starting off with a loss with a participation prize of CAKE.”
Dawn takes the friendly competition in stride and jokingly steps up to Cassava with a smile in a wide stance with raised shoulders for a come-at-me-bro vibe.”Well, we’re gonna see about that hunny!” The Superfan quickly mirrors the rookie, digging on her vibe. “I guess we will!”
On the outside in Cassva’s corner, Crystal sees the chemistry between her trainer/friend with benefits and gets nervous (and a little jealous). The White Rose starts clapping and yelling support for Cassava hoping to move the match into the action phase, “Kick her ass, bae! You got this!”
Cassava turns to give her ringside backup a thumbs up as the official takes Dawn to her corner for the pat-down. Cassava heads to her own corner and drops into a waiting crouch, commenting to Crystal, “She seems nice!”
Crystal nods a little too quickly, “Y-yeah, but don’t let your guard down. It could be a ruse!”
Cassava gives her a fist bump and stands at the bell’s chime, “Don’t worry, I’ll give her a polite but thorough beatdown as a welcome to the big leagues.”
As soon as the bell sounds, that is when Dawn actually showcases a bit of speed, and sprints toward Cassava. The BMD queen anticipates the oncoming attack; however, Dawn does something unorthodox as she instead sprints towards the corner. She doesn’t waste any time jumping up to the very top of the ropes. She leaps backwards with a diving moonsault towards Onika. Cassava doesn’t expect it as Warren manages to land right on top of her. The newcomer pushes right up to her feet raising an arm into the air.
“Ba ba da da da!”
In unison, the crowd roars back at her.
“Puppy Power!!!!”
The Scrappy Doo lover helps lift Cassava to her feet, and she tosses her to the outside of the ring. Hilton begins to check on her friend and Dawn doesn’t hesitate as she bounces off of the ropes. She runs back towards them and that is when she planchas off of the ropes and to the outside of the ring on both of them. The crowd roars as there is a three-women wreckage pile. Dawn pushes up to her feet, clutching her chest as she slides into the ring as the Zebra begins to count.
One…
Two…
Dawn is feeling the electricity as she contemplates her next move as she watches Cassava stir on the outside of the ring. The Superfan ensures Hilton is okay before getting back into the fight, pulling the Latina to a seat against the guardrail, “you good?”
Crystal nods quickly and points toward the ring “I’m good; kick her butt!” Cassava nods and stands up in time for Dawn to shoot out of the ring with a sliding Dropkick that pancakes Cassava’s large breasts! The BMD’s staggers back into the guardrail, unfortunately, where Crystal's still seated. The Actress’s face disappears between Cassava’s cheeks and is stuck there, flailing and muffling protests while Dawn jacks Cassava’s jaw with Forearm Shivers. The Pink Puppy pushes on The BMD’s chin to arc her back and graceful neck over the barrier, thrusting out her mouth-watering juggs in her white tank top. Dawn sneaks a peek before strafes Cassava’s breasts with a knife-edge chop, Cassava grimaces and massages her girls while Dawn hi-fives a fan. “Let’s take this back inside!”
The Pink Puppy grabs Onika by the back of her shirt and waistband and gives her the bum’s rush into the ring; finally free of Cake, Crystal takes in deep breaths; that place is fun to visit but on her own time!
Warren doesn’t re-enter the ring, instead choosing to climb to the top of the post while Cassava collects her wits. Beaming, she raises her fist to the FAWNatics and gets a louder response than usual for a debuting debutant, she’s on fire! Dawn sees Cassava start to get to her feet unsteadily and readies for a diving Clothesline, the booty battler turns around, and Dawn takes flight, Puppy Power in full force tonight!
Thwam!
Cassava uses her thicc and powerful legs to leap into the air and Dropkick Dawn midflight, The Superfan’s bare feet flatten the rookie’s chest and takes her out of the sky like a bird shot down by an eagle-eyed hunter.
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Dawn lands awkwardly and breathlessly; she lies still on her side, trying to massage air back into her lungs. Cassava’s flat-backed on the canvas, taking a break after getting her ass kicked in the opening minutes. The official's about to start a double count-out when she kips up onto her feet, bright-eyed and jiggling.
"Hell of an opening salvo, there…” Cassava compliments as she drags Dawn up the elbow, “Embarrassed me a little there; that’s good! That’ll keep the bookerwoman invested.” Cassava lowers a knee as she sends Dawn into the cables with an Irish Whip; The Pink Puppy turns in time and recoils into a run that gets abruptly halted by The BMD nailing her in the chest with a running Hip attack. Dawn knocked head over heels into a full back somersault, twanging the back of her head on the middle rope. The rookie cradles her aching braincase as Cassava quickly strides over and slips between the cables to stand on the apron. “I normally don’t get fancy at the outset, but I need to catch up in the flair department.” Onika pulls Warren gently by the ears till the rookie is suspended by the middle rope under her waist. Planting a foot back, Onika rattles The Puppy’s skull with kneelifts till she's nice and pliable and leaves her hanging like laundry while she heads to the corner.
“Ready to number 832!?” The Woman of 1000 Hip Attacks asks the audience, cheekily shaking her rear to hype up the salivating crowd as she hangs on to the turnbuckles, and Crystal, who’s drooling a bit as she cheers her partner on. Cassava stands on the top buckle, pops a bicep flex and throws herself into a cannonball, tucking in her knees and aiming her ass that lands like an anvil on Dawn’s back!
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Dawn is driven right into the mat as she reaches towards her back in pain. The pink-haired bookworm lets out a howling scream that could be heard all throughout the arena. Cassava is methodical as she drags Dawn toward the center of the ring and hooks both legs for a tight pinfall.
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Dawn manages to get a shoulder up at the last second. The crowd is all on their feet after the near pinfall. Cassava looks down at Dawn as she is in shock over the kick-out. She drags Warren over to the corner as she plans to issue out some humiliation. She smirks as she speaks out loud.
“And this is 432!!!”
Cassava proceeds to drive her rump into the face of Dawn as she smothers her out with an old-fashioned stink face. Dawn’s hands begin to move about as she is buried in nothing but ass. After about fifteen seconds, Onika pulls away, leaving Dawn gasping for air. Dawn keeps her eyes on her idol as Cassava smiles.
“Had enough?!”
Dawn breathes heavily and looks back, grimacing through her teeth.
“Screw off! I am not done yet!!”
Cassava smiles as she sprints towards the corner going for a running hip attack, but the Long Island native moves out of the way at the very last second. The booty battler backs dat ass up into the padded steel of the turnbuckles at high speed! Cassava stumbles out of the corner with an agonized wail, clutching her prized asset as it might fall off; your average woman would be on the mat stunned with pain at least momentarily, but with the amount of cushion Cassava’s packing, she stays upright and circles around searching for the wayward Puppy. The determined Dawn is sprinting at her unaware opponent from behind; she throws herself at Onika in what looks like a Crossbody but turns into a Tilt-A-Whirl Headscissors. Dawn sends her bottom-heavy clone flipping and tumbling into the shadow of corner Cassava bruised her coccyx on.
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The rookie’s putting up more fight than expected but Cassava still has a lot left in the tank; she scrambles back to her feet with the aid of the ropes. She’s fully up with her back against the pads just as Warren comes running by, leaping into a Savate kick that connects under Cassava’s clavicle. The Superfan ricochets into and off of the turnbuckles and onto a knee, the unwavering Iowan genuflects for only a second before she speedily but shakily stands up. Dawn’s getting frustrated by her foe’s tenacity and really puts some spice behind an Enzugiri that smacks Cassava on the side of her head that cuts her down like a tree.
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Cassava rolls on the ground clutching at her head, but Dawn doesn’t appear to be done just yet. She looks at all of her options and decides to yank Onika by the hair dragging her to a seated position in a corner. Dawn walks to the adjacent corner and ascends to the top of the ropes. She looks at the crowd who actually cheer her on. She smiles before leaping off with a forward dropkick. She manages to leap all the way across the ring connecting flush with Cassava’s skull as the crowd is on their feet after her Dusk to Dawn move. She rises up to her feet in a bit of pain but smirks with the crowd behind her.
“Did you all enjoy that?! If so, there is more where that came from!”
With that, she begins to pull Cassava away from the corner and towards the center of the ring. She surveys the ring contemplating her next move, Dawn decides to do and then perfectly executes a handspring towards the ropes, bouncing off of them backwards with a Moonsault that lands on her opponent.
Comes Great Responsibility- 1:05
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“FINALLY” is all Dawn can scream out as she finally got all of that Moonsault onto Cassava. She hooks a leg as she moves her head to each pounding of the mat from the zebra.
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Cassava is able to get a shoulder up, and the comic book nerd can’t believe it. She looks at the referee in disbelief as she makes it to her feet. “You are bringing an amazing fight but never count the puppy out!”
She barks a bit as the crowd barks in return. Cassava is slow as she begins to stir and makes her way to her feet. Without hesitation Dawn sprints towards her and jumps up, grabbing at Cassava’s head. She twists around her body before drilling her head first right onto the mat.
With Great Power
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The Superfan’s skull thuds into the thinly covered plywood and the spectators cringe and groan in sympathy. Cassava does an involuntary, lazy roll into a seat before flopping flat to the mat, glassy-eyed. On the outside, Crystal’s looking worried and biting her thumbnail anxiously. Cassava told the Actress NEVER to interfere in her matches, but it looks like she might need the help!
Dawn crawls over at a brisk pace and folds Cassava so her ankles are by her ears, and throws herself atop her vaunted buns to keep the content creator in place for her first win in FAWN.
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Cassava explodes out of the pin! Dawn is cast off as The BMD nearly goes into a full handstand and drops to her side in a heap. The FAWNatics applaud her Sanders-esque ability to take punishment while Crystal bangs the apron with both fists, “You got this babe! You got this!” Warren is starring mouth agape. What it going to take to put this woman down?
“You’re really letting me show off my moveset here. I gotta thank you for that,” says Dawn exhaustedly as she stands up and lightly pushes Cassava face up. She bends over and takes both of the Iowan’s hands in grinding Greco-Roman Knucklelocks, awakening Cassava with a pained hiss. The Pink Puppy continues speaking, “But I think we both know it’s time to get this PPV mov-ARAHHH!”
Moving like a finely tuned steel trap, Cassava threads her legs over Warren’s arms and under the pits of The Puppy’s knees. A slight pull and lift, Warren is upside down with her legs spread achingly wide in a variation of the Shame Hold!
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“Aaah! AAaah! AIE!” Warren shrieks each time Cassava pushes her stems wide like she’s opening and closing a book. Speed’s a big part of The Pink Puppy’s game, but she’ll be slowed to crawl, judging by the lightning coursing through her hamstrings. This move isn’t pleasant for Warren’s arms either, they’re being stretched over the upper curve of her own smooth thighs and it’s playing hell with the rookie’s joints. A truly twisted manuever from Cassava’s bags of tricks.
Crystal’s ecstatic! She’s bouncing in place and clapping, “That’s it Cassva, stretch out that bitch!”
A bead of sweat runs down Cassva’s nose, she’s laser-focused on getting a submission from Dawn, but that comment from The White Rose takes her out of it. “I’m not sure that’s warranted,” Cassava mumbles, confused.
Dawn’s been screaming for a few seconds, but the official’s just staring at the beautiful tableau before him. Cassava’s and Dawn’s stems spread out before him, their beautiful badonkadonks are trembling, and Dawn’s flushed, embarrassed face is right at the center, moaning. This submission is a crowd-pleaser for a reason!
Cassava’s polite but insistent yell breaks the zebra out of his gaze, “You can ask at any time, pal!”
The black and white jerks back to full consciousness and drops to the mat, embarrassed. He leans near Dawn's head and asking, “Do you quit?”
She makes a sound like a teakettle blowing stem as Cassava adds another six inches in the leg spread, but Dawn hangs on and squeals, “NOOO!!”
Onika lets out a huff of frustration and lets go of the rookie, letting her slump down to the canvas, nose to coarse canvas and ass up. The move is effective but draining; Cassava groggily stands up and trudges over to the side of the ring behind Dawn, slowly picking up speed. Dawn tilts herself into a seat, looking like a shamed dog, groaning from her near dismembering. She barely has time to register that The BMD isn’t around till Cassava’s BMD whomps her in the back of the head!
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Dawn hits the mat with a thud. She is out of it as she can only stare up at the ceiling. The crowd is behind Cassava as she hovers over her foe. Crystal begins to pound at the mat excitedly as she yells at Cassava in the ring.
“That a girl!!! Finish this chica off!!”
Cassava nods her head as she begins to size Dawn up. She lifts the other up by the roots of her pink-dyed hair. Cassava places her own head in between Dawn’s head as she screams out loud.
“Time to taste an Upside Down Cake.”
The crowd roars back in return as she lifts Dawn upwards. She tries to position Dawn, but the other woman shows off some more fight as she manages to sunset flip over Cassava, and she hooks both legs tightly for the pin.
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Thr-NOOOOOO
Cassava is able to get out of the move at the very last second. Dawn however is nimble as she makes it to her feet. Cassava seems to be a step behind and as soon as she makes it to a knee Dawn nails Onika with a shining wizard that sends her back to the ground. Dawn screams for Cassava to rise back up, and the BMD is slow as she gets on her knees. Dawn looks at the audience as she screams out loud.
“BA BA DA DA DAHHHH PUPPY POWER!!!”
Puppy Power
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Dawn hooks her legs around one of Cassava’s legs and Warren uses her arms to wrench around Onika’s. She rocks back and forth until she manages to land on her back and she stretches Onika out as this shame hold looks to cause more pain than what Onika tried to dish out earlier. Dawn continues to stretch herself out as she stretches Cassava out.
“STRETCH THAT BITCH OUT?! Isn’t that what was said earlier?! Tap CASS JUST TAP OR SCREAM SWEETHEART!!!”
Cassava isn’t tapping, and to Dawn’s frustration, she’s not screaming either. The Superfan’s face is pinched with pain, and her kissable lips are in a thin line, trying to keep a single syllable of pain from escaping. Frustrated, Dawn crunches her abs, easing up on the hold, then whips back hard, trying to split Cassava up the middle! The Pink puppy is rewarded with a shudder and a pitiful yelp but Cassava clamps down right after, only giving the referee a negative shake of her head when asked if she wants to throw in the towel.
“Come on! Tap, dammit!” Dawn is losing her patience and her confidence; this is a last-ditch effort, and Puppy Power is usually a match-ender after a few seconds. Inside Cassava’s mind, she is SCREAMING, but her martial arts training in addition to her wrestling, catfighting and beach fighting training, has given her more flexibility than the average wrestler. She can withstand this hold a bit longer to find an escape, but only a bit. Warren relaxes the stretch for one more attempt to rip Cassava in two, and that’s when the Kylie-Stan strikes! Dawn sits up and orders her opponent to quit.
“Tap! Just TaaOOPH!”
Onika’s fingers dagger into her mouth and jap into a nerve cluster under the tongue, instantly spreading paralyzing suffering throughout Dawn’s body.
MANDIBLE CLAW
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Cassava works that claw like Dawn owes her money! There’s a chance Dawn could fight through it and fight back with Puppy Power, but this is the first time she’s experienced a Mandible Claw, and this new horrible sensation removes clear thinking. Dawn lets go of Cassava’s gams, and tries to pull The Superfan’s hand out of her mouth by the wrist, but Cassava has her hooks in deep.
"Did NOT expect you to have a Banana Split too! I think I need to have a conversation with my parents about any long lost siblings."
Cassava guides Warren onto the canvas, the Long Islander weakly paws at Cassava's arm but it doesn't budge.
"Gotta work on your composure, though I may not have gotten you if you weren't so frazzled."
On that constructive note, Cassava releases her Claw from Warren's mouth and takes her left arm, cranking it behind The Pink Puppy’s head in a brutal Anaconda Vice that threatens to dislocate the rookie’s elbow.
SMOTHERED CHICKEN
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Warren’s kicking and squirming for all she’s worth; she needs to get out now because her reserves were already low and Warren won’t tolerate tapping out on her first night in FAWN! The official does his duty and checks if she wants to call it to avoid injury; even on the edge, Dawn is defiant.
“FUCK NOOMMPHH!”
Cassava lowers her bountiful bosom onto Dawn’s face interrupting her declaration. Not only does this deprive Dawn of vital oxygen, but the way Cassava angles herself to apply a Front Sleeper also increases the danger of the Vice. Lightning courses through Dawn’s shoulders while she’s trapped in the sweltering, smothering darkness of Onika’s cleavage. Five seconds pass in this alluring hell, and Dawn can’t take anymore. She fervently taps on the canvas ending the match.
DINGDINGDING!!!
“Your Winner…. Cassava Onika!”
As soon as a winner is announced, Crystal immediately rushes to the ring. She runs over to Cassava and gives her a passionate hug followed by a kiss on the lips. She raises her hands in the air as Dawn slowly stirs on the ground. The pink-haired woman is slow to move as she catches her breath. She rises up to her feet, holding her neck as she gazes over at her opponent, who is celebrating. Dawn slowly walks over, offering a hand with a smile.
“Good win tonight. At some point, we will have to do this again.”
“CAssava takes it with no hesitation, “Absolutely, that was fun! Maybe the three of us can do a six-woman tag someday? We’d be flying all over this ring.”
“Oh, I’d love that!” Dawn says excitedly. Who knew it be this easy to make friends in FAWN?
Crystal’s still not a fan of the newcomer, but Cassava seems to have forgiven or at least forgotten her earlier faux pas and doesn’t want to rock the boat. She puts her acting skills to the test, trying to be as genuine as possible, “Yeah, that sounds like fun.”
Cassava gives Crystal a warm smile and takes her hand and one of the Pink Puppy’s and raises them to the audience. All three get a warm ovation for the great showing while the FAWNtron begins airing the promo for the next match.