Post by hawkeye on Sept 3, 2023 18:06:30 GMT
Tonight we have a first-time match-up between two VERY different tag teams, each fighting for management's gaze and a secure spot on the main roster. The first to enter is heralded by the lights cutting out in the arena, drowning the FAWNatics in inky blackness. On the FAWNtron, a pure white cartoon rabbit hops from offscreen and pulls out a large wooden mallet. With a big, arcing swing, the rabbit strikes the ground-
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Trendy electronica pours through the speakers as two spotlights turn on, illuminating The Usagi twins standing side by side in overdramatic, spine-endangering poses. The pseudo-sisters' ring gear might look more at home in a private club with boarded windows; shiny black boots that end just past the knee, fingerless biker gloves and skimpy one-pieces created by a lattice of black belts and silver buckles with built-in tank tops. Each Usagi has a black rabbit mask that stops at their cheekbones while leaving the nose free, with tall pliable rabbit ears that would point at 11 and 1 on a clock. Their dark choice of ring togs contrasts in a pleasing image with their nearly ginger locks kept in long, wild ponytails.
MUNE MUNE
KETSU KETSU
“From Tokyo, Japan! Standing at 5’3 each at weighing in at a combined 220lbs, true Pimpettes at the precipice of Society! The Usagi Twins!
The spotlights turn off, and a new set alight, casting a neon orange glow three feet further down the ramp with the Usagis displaying their bodies in another exaggerated avantgarde pose. In time with the pulsating music, spotlights of various colours turn on and off with the beat, each time illuminating the internationally renowned team further down the ramp. In each flash of brilliance the Usagi Twins vogue and pose down the runway like they're Madonna, or a Jojo character depending on your generation. At the base of the ramp, the houselight turns back on, and the twins slowly saunter up the steel steps to the ring. Before heading to their corner They take center canvas and strike another pretentious yet sexy pose for 5 seconds, letting all the fans of the rabbits get a clear picture of them. They don't care who they're facing. This is all about them!
“MAMA KIN” by GUNS N ROSES
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ROSA CORTINA
MAKKI CORTINA
“From Medicine Park, Oklahoma! Standing at 5’0 and 5’7, and weighing in tonight at a combined 241lbs! Makki and Rosa Cortina!”
When Makki and Rosa Cortina hit the entrance ramp, the reaction was a mixture of confusion, “Oh yeah, I remember you,” and hoots. The mother-daughter tag team had signed onto FAWN long ago but only Makki had “enjoyed” a match on a PPV. Most of what they’d done since was matches away from FAWN. And Makki’s first match, where she was partnered with Selia Brach, against Trisha Belle had been, to say the least, humiliating.
But that was in the past, and Makki was a better wrestler now. She and her mother walked to the ring with Makki slapping hands with fans. Some FAWNatics who enjoyed the indies over the past twenty years were more familiar with her mother, Rosa - quite an accomplished wrestler on her own.
The two women made it to the ring and Rosa burst into a run, rushing into the ring before Makki and giving the twins across from them an icy stare. It was obvious what she was doing - she was making sure they didn’t get a chance to throw a sneak attack on Makki, who was one of FAWN’s smallest wrestlers at a flat five feet and one hundred six pounds.
And, of course, Rosa’s daughter.
Makki rolled under the bottom rope and joined her mother in their corner. Rosa silently nodded to Makki, who understood it to mean Rosa was going first. Makki slipped from the ropes and waited.
Judging by the mask, it’s Mune Mune who’ll be starting off for the twins. She and Rosa circle each other with fast strides before coming together with a belly-slapping Elbow and Collar. “You two are adorable,” Mune grinds her forehead against Rosa’s as she tries to maneuver her into a corner, ”Every day is Take Your Daughter To Work Day.”
“Yep,” Rosa grits her teeth as she stops their course dead and forces Mune to retreat, ”Maybe if you had more parental attention, you wouldn’t dress like S&M bunnies to go to work.”
Mune gives her a bop of a headbutt that’s more distracting than painful so she can transition out of the grapple and take Mama Cortina in an Arm Wringer. Pecking Rosa’s thighs and legs with taunting kicks, Mune Mune forces her to double over or risk dislocating that elbow.
“Try to age gracefully, it’s not like you could have pulled off our look in your prime anyway.”
Rosa grumbles and rolls forward onto her butt, spinning on the mat to untwist her arm and break the clasp with a leg. Rosa snatches Mune’s wrist before the rabbit can separate and pulls herself to standing, before spinning on a heel making Mune suffer in an Arm Wringer of her own. “I never left my prime, Easter treat.”
Makki claps her hands in support from their corner, “You got her, Mom!”
“Thanks, sweetie!”
“Ughh…” Mune Mune rolls her eyes in disgust and cartwheels out of the Wringer and Irish Whips Rosa to the ropes and follows two steps behind. Rosa rebounds off the cables and ducks a jumping Clothesline from the black rabbit without breaking her pace. Mune lands safely on her fours while Rosa puts on a burst of speed and bounces off the next set of ropes in a sprint. As Mune stands, the maternal Cortina leaps forward grabbing the rabbit’s bicep as she plants her feet on the middle cable and springs into the air. With the added momentum Rosa sends Mune Mune tumbling into a corner with a Springboard Armdrag.
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The Orlando crowd rewards Rosa’s show of athleticism with applause as Mune stands up more embarrassed than hurt. Smek! And gets squashed in the Corner by a Running Splash from Cortina! Mune finds herself being ground into the buckles by the Indie veteran throughout a five-count from the ref before Rosa wrangles her in a tight side Headlock and speedwalks Mune Mune to the Cortina corner. When they’re within a certain distance Rosa flips Mune to the canvas with a Headlock Takeover and raises her leg within tagging distance, “Time to fly, honey!”
“You got it!” Makki lightly slaps her mother’s ankle before vaulting onto the top buckle and leaping to an impressive height. Showing synchronicity that can only come from familial bonds with intense training, Makki stabs a diving Elbow Drop on the prone Mune’s belly as Rosa rolls away, then Makki slides into a North/South pin to give Mune a taste of her tummy as they take their first win in FAWN.
ONE…
TWO…
Mune kicks out with power and bullies onto her side while still under Makki.
It’s obvious to all, between the two Cortinas, Makki is not the powerhouse. Easily one of FAWN’s smallest women - although still not the smallest. Mune grabs Makki and tosses her to the side like a doll, snorting as she gathers herself up.
“You look like someone who has to put quarters in their shoes to make weight for a fight,” Mune snarks at the petite Native. Makki blinks, kips up, and sends a roundhouse kick across Mune’s mouth, spilling her over.
“Half-dollars,” Makki corrects her opponent. “I’m fancy like that.”
Makki tosses herself backwards into the cables, running at the downed Mune. Throwing herself forwards, the smaller Cortina does a handspring off the larger fighter, landing on her feet, before throwing herself backwards again and dropping an elbow to the base of Mune’s neck. The bunny yelps out, rolling away on her side but obviously seeing spots.
“Aww, why are you going? We’re having fun!” Makki taunts. “And you had so much to say before!”
Mune rises, fuming. “You think this is a game, you little pest?”
“No, this is!” Makki yells, jumping forward and grabbing the front of Mune’s mask. Dropping to her knees, she pulls the mask downward, obscuring Mune’s vision. “Peekaboo!” Makki hollers as she rolls onto her back and thrusts both feet into Mune’s gut. The Usagi, blinded, takes the full hit and doubles over.
“REF! She’s cheating!” the Usagi outside the ring cries.
“Hairpulling is illegal,” the official drones. “Mask pulling is shady, but not a DQ offense.”
Ketsu angrily kicks the ropes, watching and planning.
Makki grabs Mune’s left arm and does a one-handed cartwheel to the corner, twisting the trapped twin’s arm, giving Rosa a tag while stretching the trapped limb out.
This time it’s Rosa leaping on the top buckle but instead of jumping, she steps off, letting gravity do the work of the Elbow Drop she spikes into Mune’s arm. The Usagi hisses and holds her limb as she instinctively starts walking away but Rosa wrenches her arm back into a Hammerlock. As they tread deeper into the ring Rosa turns her gaze to her daughter and gives her a chiding look, silently communicating ‘Watch it with that mask stuff.’
Makki tilts her head in a placating way but hurriedly explains, ”They were being rude!”
“Yes, but there are lines. You don’t mess with masks or facepaint.” Rosa bends Mune Mune over and walks her in a circle to build speed before ramming her shoulder against the steel post of the Cortina corner. “You want to teach respect?” Rosa teaches over Mune’s howls, “You get slappy, either to one set of cheeks or the other.” She puts a ripple in Mune Mune’s backside with a Cracking spank and Makki flinches at the sound. Her mother never lays a hand on her outside of training but doesn’t look pleasant, “Like that, see?”
Rosa extends her spanking hand for a tag which Makki accepts. The elder Cortina slips through the ropes as the junior Cortina slings herself over the top cable behind the still-bent Mune Mune and presses close in a Waistlock. With smooth movements, Makki lurches the Usagi out of the corner into a somersault while maintaining the hold and bursting out of the roll with a Bridging German Suplex that plants Mune’s neck and shoulders to the mat.
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Mune kicks her feet wildly as the ref slides in for the count.
ONE…
TWO…
The legal Usagi twists onto her bottom in time with Makki still strapped to her back. Planting her boots on the deck, Mune Mune slowly rises to stand still trying to break Makki’s grip, “Just so you know, it’ll be me spanking your ass for touching my mask!” Mune stomps hard on Makki’s right foot and breaks the smaller woman’s hold as she yelps. Taking one of Makki’s wrists, Mune Mune takes a big step back and sends her away with an Irish Whip, but Makki goes into a low crouch and stops the whip taut.
“I doubt that, bun-bun!”
Makki reverses the Whip and has Mune Mune hurtling to a neutral corner. The Usagi Twin looks like she’s in for a rough impact until she gets faster and charges the corner with her head lowered, acrobatically flipping over the buckles when she makes contact and landing gracefully on the apron. Mune Mune high tails it down the narrow space to her twin, who has one knee on the apron with her hands cupped and lowered. Like a pair of NFL cheerleaders, Mune places a foot on Ketsu Ketsu’s hands and gets launched into the air when her partner shoots up! Mune flies over to the adjacent set of ropes and springboards off them into a soaring Moonsault, Makki tries to keep her eyes on the bunny but she loses sight of her in the glare of the houselights and gets flattened to the canvas by the free-falling Usagi!
USAGI BOUNCE(no assist)
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Makki’s legs flop over in the aftershocks and leave the younger Cortina in a matchbook, Mune throws herself over the stems, and pushes a hand against Makki’s cheek to smoosh her face into the mat as the Official hands The Twins the win.
One…
Two…
THRE–
A shoulder slams into the Usagi when Rosa plows into her. Before the referee can admonish the rising Rosa to leave the ring, Ketsu flies into the older grappler and pushes her away. An eye rake followed by a sucker punch leaves Rosa blinded and doubled over, perfect for Ketsu Ketsu to lift the elder wrestler onto her shoulders and dump her out of the ring. The indie legend bounces hard off the apron before bowling over an attendant trying to escort some spare cables out of the cameras’ view. Ketsu Ketsu rockets into the cables behind her and then runs toward Rosa’s side of the ring. The elder Cortina has barely untangled herself from the cables when the rabid Usagi throws herself through the top two ropes and lands on Rosa, feet first into the shoulder blades.
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Back in the ring, Mune Mune is shrieking at the official for allowing Rosa to save her daughter. It’s more for distraction, as her boot is planted firmly on Makki’s throat, choking her, but as long as she argues the referee isn’t looking down. Suddenly, Mune Mune points out of the ring and screams, “STAY OUT!” As the ref turns to look, the Usagi bends down and jabs both thumbs in Makki’s eyes. She hauls the tiny fighter up by her hair before belting Makki so hard in the gut, she lifts off her feet.
With a single swipe, Mune Mune undos Makki’s bikini top, spilling her breasts out for all to see. Makki looks horrified, attempting to cover up with her hands. The Usagi wraps the top around Makki’s head and pivots, discus spinning her with the top before releasing it. The younger Cortina flings into a corner, slamming hard against her shoulder. She barely gets to turn around before Mune Mune shoulder slams her in the bare chest.
Grabbing Makki by the hair again, Mune Mune yanks her head up so they’re eye to eye.
“My sister and I are going to fuck you and your mommy up, then fuck you raw.” With that, Mune Mune connects a bitch slap across Makki’s face that drops her to her knees. The black rabbit puts the squeeze on the daughter’s noggin with a Front Faclock, as Makki groans under the pressure Mune teasingly wiggles her tail to coax some whistles among the boos then sticks her right leg back straight as an arrow before swinging it forward, using the momentum to plant Makki’s skull into the ring floor with a Kneeling DDT.
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Makki lets out a “PUgh!” when her head bounces off the mat, she slumps onto her side with her eyes rolled up and lips parted. Mune Mune shoves Makki’s shoulder to flatten the girl then climbs aboard in a crossbody pin, she pulls in the far leg deep and presses her full weight onto Makki. As a spiteful taunt, Mune shimmies her shoulders so the leather of her cups chafes against the legal Cortina’s bare nipples.
ONE!
TWO!
Makki kicks out and turns onto her belly. Mune Mune grabs her by the back of the head and pushes her face against the canvas. “Kiss it! Kiss it!” She giggles over Makki’s squeals of pain as she harshly scrubs her face back and forth against the coarse texture of the mat. Mune ignores her victim’s muffled pleas and wriggles until the ref’s warning count hits “Three!” then lets Makki raise her gasping face up from the mat, already a little red with abrasions. “Ugh!” Makki violently jerks to her back after Mune punts her in the ribs. The legal Usagi grins maliciously and lowers her hands to the young woman’s chest and snaps her pincers around her vulnerable nips!
“Letgoletgoletgo!!” Makki shrieks in a much higher octave than thought possible, kicking her feet and wildly moving her watering eyes between Mune and the mesmerized ref. “In a minute,” Mune chuckles before painfully pulling the cringing girl to her feet by the breasts and raising a boot against her belly. Ignoring Makki’s frantic shakes of her head, Mune Mune falls backward dragging Makki with her and kicking the Lightest Weight overhead onto the space above, keeping a death grip on her nipples till Makki’s thrown free with a squeal and scratched nips.
On the outside, Momma Cortina isn’t doing well either. After using Rosa as a crashpad, Ketsu Ketsu kicked away the clutter and the bruised attendant then raised Rosa in a Facelock. “You should’ve stuck to Book club and brunch with the girls.” Ketsu shakes up her brainbox with DDT on the thinly padded cement floor, Rosa’s eyes close and she holds her head moaning “Oh gawd… Oh gawd…” Ketsu shows no remorse and no pity; she takes Rosa by the back of her ring togs and hauls her off the floor, baring more of Cortina’s cheeks with an inadvertent wedgie.
“Oh god, you’re fat? I agree!” Ketsu huffs with effort as she plants Rosa along the guardrail like she’s lying on a horse's saddle, Rosa moans again as she bumps her head on the cold metal. Hopeful fans give the MILF supportive pats on the back then scurry when Ketsu shoos them away.
“You like spanking, old lady? I bet you have Fifty Shades of Grey on your Kindle.”
Ketsu places a hand on the small of Rosa’s back to keep her steady then works her free fingers under Rosa's waistband to undo the wedgie and then some, showing off the veteran’s crack and 60% of her butt. Raising a flattened hand Ketsu whips it forward and makes Rosa’s back meat jiggle with an echoing spank, Crack! Rosa shudders and goes wide-eyed with shock and pain, she’s about to shout a series of expletives at the rude rabbit when Ketsu gets her other cheek with a backhand and quickly settles into a rhythm.
Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!
“Who knew expired jello could still shake?” she cackles over Rosa’s indignant shouts and yelps of pain. Back in the ring, Mune Mune’s not done playing with Makki’s naked chest. The sadistic twin places her boots on the Makki’s wild fan of auburn hair and leans down to take the junior Cortina’s turgid nubs between her fingers in an agonizing grip and twists like they’re dimmer switches. She smiles chillingly over Makki’s teary, pain-wrapped face, “I’ll have these little titties hanging by your knees by the time I’m done.” Makki desperately pries at the international star’s wrists, “They’re bigger than yours you delusionalOOW! OOWW! AIEE!! LEMMEGO!!!”
Mune yanks on Makki’s poor nipples hard enough to raise the Okie’s back which simultaneously pulls on her scalp with Makki’s hair under Mune’s soles. Each tug sends the young pup into woeful hysterics making the official wonder if he should call the match over via TKO. Mune’s having the time of her life making this bitch blubber and mentally catalogues what sounds the younger Cortina made with each specific tug, opposite directions get a squeal, and a sustained upward pull gets begging. “You should have stayed wrassling in converted barns,” Mune cackles as she adopts a painful milking motion and gets a ragged gasp from her prey, “You’d be welcome among the other cowUGh!”
When the evil rabbit leaned to see the fear in Makki’s eyes the courageous Cortina rams a knee right between her bunny ears! Mune Mune’s knocked into a seat above Makki bell clearly ringing; the blazing inferno radiating from Makki’s abused chest becomes a source of anger which she converts into a wellspring of energy! The Lightest Lightweight twists onto all fours and pounces on the rabbit like a hungry fox, she batters Mune’s face back and forth with a torrent of speedy lefts and rights. After a few teeth rattlers the referee gets on her case for hitting with a closed fist, Makki gives him a mean side-eye, “Where were you when she was trying to tear my nipples off?” She doesn’t want to risk a DQ after suffering through all this BS. so she takes her mother’s advice and gets slappy, she opens her hands into paddles and sets Mune’s face to paintshaker. Rapid, full-swing slaps that whip the Usagi’s head side to side give the sick yet pleasing ASMR of a bytch facing consequences. Smack! Crack! Smack!
Still brazing the wannabe MILF’s buns on the outside, Ketsu Ketsu hears cries of pain that don’t sound like the runt and turn her head to see her pseudo-sister(They aren’t really twins, they just look eerily alike) getting slapped into the cheap seats! “Hey, quit it!” Ketsu leaves one more palmprint across Rosa’s glutes and takes her in a Headlock, she yells at Makki as she begins to drag the elder Cortina off the guardrail, “As soon as I’m done concussing your mommy I’m coming after you!”
Getting spanked by this tart was filling up Rosa’s rage meter rapidly, but threatening her daughter damn near lapped it. Rosa places her feet against the barrier and pushes off it, upsetting Ketsu’s balance enough for Momma Cortina to slip free of the Headlock. Ketsu whirls about with a fist ready to her opponent a free nose job and gets her head put on a swivel with a gaudy bytch slap, she’s just realizing there’s a hand-shaped welt on her face when Ketsu’s doubled over with a punch up the breadbasket. Rosa puts a crick in the washout gravure model’s neck with a Cravate lock and peppers knee after knee into Ketsu Ketsu’s forehead, “It’s unprofessional to threaten concussions, brat. That kind of talk will shorten your career.” Rosa pistons two kneelifts into the Usagi’s gut and breaks away, trusting that Ketsu will stay bent at the waist. Rosa sprints down the aisle to another section of the guardrail and kicks off it in a burst speed back to the rabbit, completely missing the fan taking an up-close photo of her butt the second her back is to the audience. Rosa blitzes across the floor to Ketsu and as she passes by takes the rabbit’s head in hand as she throws herself into a flip. Ketsu Ketsu twists in conjunction with her skull a moment before the ground takes the wind out of her courtesy of a Swinging Neckbreaker.
ROSA’S ROUNDABOUT
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Rosa sprouts to a knee and gives the dizzy Usagi a matching welt on her other cheek, “And I’ll be the one to shorten it.”
Meanwhile, the legal women of the warring teams are still trading blows. Or rather, Makki is raining blow after blow hoping to change the structure of Mune’s pretty face! Her slapping hands getting tired, Makki rises from her straddle and brings the bobblehead Mune to her feet with a fistful of hair and staggers the foreign star with a Cross Chop. “Come here!” Makki snags the sore-faced leather freak’s wrist and tries to get Mune in the corner with an Irish Whip but gets reversed on and sent running instead. Mune Mune set after the junior Cortina to Splash her against the buckle. She’s been underestimating Makki since the beginning and now she’ll pay for it again; Makki leaps the last three feet to the corner and pivots mid-flight to stand on the middle ropes and face her attacker. Mune Mune skids to a halt just as Makki springs off the cables and soars over the rabbit’s head, grabbing her chin, The flying Cortina slams the back of Mune’s head onto the mat as she falls into a seat.
MAKKI’S MOVE (Blockbuster)
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The ring floor is still quaking from Makki’s arena-popping maneuver when Rosa rolls the battered Ketsu into the ring, seeing her daughter not only in the fight but thriving is a balm to her nerves and she takes Makki in a big hug. “Great job,” Makki returns the affection but is a bit distracted, her breasts are still out and Rosa’s baby blue top feels like sandpaper against her sore nipples, “Errgh... You too. Watch out!” Makki breaks the hug and fires a Toekick into Ketsu’s belly as the Usagi tries to blindside them with a Double Axehandle. The Cortinas move with practiced synchronicity and take the groaning rabbit into stereo Front Facelocks and place her arms over their necks. Each of the Okies takes one of Ketsu’s many belts by her hips in hand and easily hoists her into the air with a Double Suplex. They lift the Japanese Latina straight into the air and keep her suspended for a few seconds, the bottom of Ketsu’s boots gets a tan from the lights as they sidle further down the ring before falling back and dropping one Usagi on top of the other to form a brutal X.
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“Whoaghh!”
Ketsu drops like an I-beam across Mune’s belly making her fold up around her partner with bulging eyes and a deep and guttural groan. Ketsu had a ‘crash pad’ of sorts so she gets to her feet rather quickly and then drags her pseudo-sister up by the elbow, Mune’s wrists are unavailable since her arms are tightly crossed around her middle. “Get up, we’re not losing to these losers. We-!”
Ketsu Ketsu’s rallying speech is cut off by the rampaging Cortinas, the mother/daughter duo blasts the heelish team into matching matchbooks with a running Double Clothesline. With the FAWNatics cheering their family name Makki and Rosa throw themselves across the upturned legs of their enemies for a stereo pin; Makki on Mune, Rosa on Ketsu.
ONE!
TWO!!
TH-NOOO!!!
The Usagis buck themselves onto their sides just in time to save the match. Makki’s frustration reaches a boiling point and she slaps the mat in frustration, then slaps Mune’s ass like she’s chiding her for staying down, “Dammit!” Rosa’s on the ball and stomps Ketsu on the ribs before helping her daughter help, “Stay focused, we’re about to win. Help me get the other one out.” Rosa’s even mind cools Makki’s temper and she nods, the two grab Ketsu by some of her many straps. “Their outfits are so tacky,” the daughter comments as they dump her through the ropes into a graceless pile on the floor on the heel side of the arena. Mama Cortina agrees as they bring up Mune with dual Arm Wringers, “Absolutely. May as well wear signs that say ‘For sale’.” They bring their captive to within the shadow of the Cortina corner and lean Mune Mune away then fling her forward like a violent variation of Red Rover, the Usagi bangs her sternum against the top buckle and crumbles to the mat writhing in a stifled scream.
Rosa makes her way through the ropes and extends a hand over them for a tag that Makki happily completes, eager for some rest. Rosa worms back into the ring and turns away from the supine rabbit to face the corner. She jumps onto the second ropes, bounces to the top then flies like a woman half her age with a Moonsault that gets the crowd popping.
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The matriarch drops like a sexy anvil onto Mune like she’s done to a thousand other fresh-faced and foulmouthed rookies who’s tried to make a name off the Cortinas. Rosa drags her away from a potential ropebreak and gathers both of Mune’s legs to pull them in tight for a pin, but the resilient star from Japan kicks out at 2.9 with a loud exhale. Rosa double-checks with the ref and he holds up two fingers, confirming it. She sighs and shoves Mune onto her stomach “Okay, one more mile to go” The mighty momma works her arms under Mune’s in a Double Underhook and deadlifts the Lightweight off the mat with a Butterfly Suplex that puts a shake in the rabbit's spine in the follow-through. Rosa maintains the hold and turns them over; it looks like she's going for a Three Amigas but Mune looks out of it after Number One. Rosa tries to lift the ragged rabbit but Mune Mune jellies out of her grip into a facedown heap in the canvas. Ketsu sees her partner crumble as she climbs back into the waiting position for her team and yells nervously, “Don't let that old bag beat you, Mune!”.
Rosa shoots a hateful look at Ketsu as she rises and stomps Mune's back," You watch your mouth, brat! Don't think I'm above making an example of you two after the bell!" Ketsu Ketsu just glowers quietly at the veteran and reflexively squeezes the tag rope, eager to be tagged in so she can send the old bitch off to retirement. Rosa tries again to lift Mune Mune off the canvas, this time using the elongated ears of her mask, Mune’s a tad more coherent and gets as far as a seat on her haunches. Rosa’s happy with that and works her arm around the Lightweight’s skull for a Kneeling DDT.
“Come on, youUAGH!”
Mune Mune swings her arm up between the mature women’s legs and rams her bicep against Rosa’s kitty as hard as she can! Rosa’s jaw drops and she goes pale as a sheet, her legs tremble a moment she collapses onto her knees in front of Mune cupping her throbbing center. Makki clenches her teeth and winces, she could hear that low blow from the corner. Mune stands up as quickly as she can(which isn’t very quick) and waves her right luscious leg over the maternal Cortina’s shoulder and wraps around the back of Rosa’s neck, the calf and foot grazing down the veteran’s chest and ribs. Mune turns her head to Makki and blows her a mocking kiss before hurling herself backward driving Rosa’s face into the mat!
YOU LOVE IT
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Rosa's beautiful features meet the ring floor with a Thud! That makes the official flinch. Rosa involuntarily rolls forward into a seat and stares forward blankly, her mind caught between her pulsing privates and her ping-ponging brain. Mune Mune turns onto her front and scampers to the Usagi corner, speedily crawling on all fours and then rushing to her feet. Makki sees a double team coming and she won’t leave her mom in danger for the sake of the rules! She takes the top cable with both hands and leans back to stretch it taut to sling herself into the ring, Makki gracefully lands in a somersault and pops up running to the rescue just as Mune tags in her soul sister.
Makki’s a blur streaking across the white canvas, she passes by her still genuflecting mum still racking up speed to Splash the twins before Mune can turn around or before Ketsu can fully enter the Squared Circle. This time is the junior Cortina underestimating the Usagis; years of working in Japan and the American indies gave the twins excellent ring sense and Mune displays it by blindly whipping up her leg and chin-checking Makki with a Superkick!
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When boot leather meets jaw, the lights go out in Makki’s mind. Her eyes glaze over and her lips part the slightest bit, but somehow the young lioness stays vertical, albeit with unsteady legs and lightly windmilling arms. Ketsu Ketsu darts over to Makki’s side snagging her left arm and twisting it in an Arm Wringer, in a prelude to a hooking back kick to the midsection. The young Cortina doubles over with a hoarse exhale then straightens up from a toekick to the forehead from Mune Mune. Makki’s ramrod straight for a brief second as Ketsu leaps up and slams a heel against the back of her head with a roundhouse kick at the same moment that Mune drops down and sweeps Makki’s legs out from under her.
TRAMPLE FETISH
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Makki falls face-forward onto the canvas like a bag of laundry, kicked into a stupor. The Usagis pick themselves off the ground and start stomping the interloper into a mudhole, doing their best to leave bootprints from shoulderblades to the back of her calves. Mune’s practically spitting at the writhing woman under her feet, “Did we knock some sense into you, bitch?! Will you stay down now?!”
The sound of her daughter’s yelps and whines drills through Rosa’s haze and spurs her to one last hurrah. With deep groans, Rosa slowly gets one foot under her and starts to rise, Ketsu notices and taps Mune’s to get her attention and says a signal in Spanish, “Emparedado!” Mune’s got the game plan memorized and lowers with Ketsu to take Makki in a double Front Facelock and move her arms over their necks. Just as Rosa approaches they lift Makki off the mat like they’re doing for a team Suplex but drop her legs onto Rosa’s shoulders and let go of her head. Not wanting her daughter injured Mama Cortina wraps her arms around Makki’s waist, preventing a nasty fall and putting them belly to belly with Rosa’s muddled face bracketed by her partner’s thighs. With the timing and precision of a firing squad, The Usagi Twins shoot low Superkicks to Rosa’s shins, dropping her to her knees and Piledriving Makki! On the first bounce Makki falls from her mother’s grasp limp as a ragdoll, unconscious with her naked chest fluttering with each breath. Rosa looks down at Makki in shock, “I’m sorry! I didn’t-!” CRACK!
The Usagis reload and fire another pair of Superkicks, this time to Rosa’s face! She’s knocked flat with her legs bent under her, Rosa’s arms lay on the mat haphazardly above her slack face. Mama Cortina’s most assuredly out like a light because the position she’s in has her facesitting Makki!
KNEEL TO THE USAGIS!
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Mune Mune saunters over to the pile of flesh that was once their opponents and places her boot on Makki’s gulping navel, and takes on an overly grandiose pose better suited for an opera or interpretive dance. “Time for you hicks to go back to whatever dollar store state you crawled out of.” Ketsu put her boot on the elder Cortina’s face and nudges it to the side, applying enough pressure to smoosh Rosa’s face into the canvas. She snaps her finger s at the referee, “Make the count, nerd.” and doubles over with her arms outstretched behind her with her fingers splayed. The more pompous wrestling fans will call this position “Attacking Swan.”
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
“Your winners… THE USAGI TWINS!!”
"Was there ever any doubt?!" Ketsu Ketsu calls out to the world, grinding her heel on Rosa's cheek. Ketsu transitions out of her fabulous pose and walks up Makki's body to embrace her partner, she gives Mune a long kiss while showily dipping her other half like they're finishing a dance performance. Subtly and purposefully standing over the defeated Cortinas to make a shot worthy of a double-page spread in Gladiatrix or a poster available for sale by the end of the week.
The Usagi Twins arc back up and break the delightful liplock amid an explosion of flash photography and look down at the freshly destroyed family. Ketsu purses her lips and muses, “Mmmmm, don’t want to get too weird since they’re related, but we gotta do something.”
A lightbulb turns on above Mune’s head and she turns to her partner excitedly, “Oh! Remember what we did to those triplets in Guatemala? I think their shabby clothes are made of the same stuff.” A realization comes to Ketsu and she breaks out in a disturbingly warm smile, “I love you.”
“Love you too, babe.”
At that sweet moment, they drive a sadistic stomp into the Cortina’s bellies making them sputter and cough awake with the unforgiving Houselights glaring down at them. Makki is spared this spirit-breaking sight for a second or two by Rosa’s shockingly toned ass. That particular slight won’t hit her until the car ride home.
The chuckling Usagi Twins pull their weakly struggling prey off the mat by the hair and lead them to the set of ropes by the Hardcam. They thread the Cortinas' upper bodies between the top and middle cables and tug painfully on their hair till the Cortinas' are squinting into the Houselights again with the top cable pressing into their backs. In a spot that will make the top ten FAWN humiliations, right up there with the Huggable/Crushable Entanglement, The Usagi Twins grip the backs of the Cortinas baby blue bottoms and HIKE them to high heaven! The poor losers of the match shriek and wail as their gear betrays them and saws deeper, and deeper, and DEEPER. In a miracle of fashion engineering the material slowly stretches further and further with the Usagis pull. Inch by agonizing inch, the fabric climbs high up the backs of the Okies till it reaches the top of their scalps. Thong is far too modest to describe what Rosa and Makki are sporting now, even floss seems more Puritan than what they’re wearing now but no matter what you call it’s threatening to spilt them up the middle!
The Usagi’s are working harder for it now, beads of sweat roll down their shaking arms as they try to yank the material further still. Sharp, jerky pulls that make Rosa and Makki shudder and sob with each centimetre gained. The completely ruined bottoms extend past their foreheads, their noses, their mouths, and finally the Twins let go letting the fabric snap shut past their chins onto their jaws. The bodies of the family tag-team arc into Cs under the horrific strain of their own gear, their mouths suck on their own sweat-soaked bodies as they beg and plead to be let go.
Those pleas must have fallen onto the fake rabbit ears of the Usagis’ masks because they look entirely unmoved, in fact, the Twins look radiant in satisfaction. They raise their palms and clap them together in a double high-five, “How’s that for an example?” They break the clasp in a synchronized swing leading to a reverberating spank that sets the buttcheeks of the Cortinas ajiggle.
“Let us know if you want a rematch.”
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Trendy electronica pours through the speakers as two spotlights turn on, illuminating The Usagi twins standing side by side in overdramatic, spine-endangering poses. The pseudo-sisters' ring gear might look more at home in a private club with boarded windows; shiny black boots that end just past the knee, fingerless biker gloves and skimpy one-pieces created by a lattice of black belts and silver buckles with built-in tank tops. Each Usagi has a black rabbit mask that stops at their cheekbones while leaving the nose free, with tall pliable rabbit ears that would point at 11 and 1 on a clock. Their dark choice of ring togs contrasts in a pleasing image with their nearly ginger locks kept in long, wild ponytails.
MUNE MUNE
KETSU KETSU
“From Tokyo, Japan! Standing at 5’3 each at weighing in at a combined 220lbs, true Pimpettes at the precipice of Society! The Usagi Twins!
The spotlights turn off, and a new set alight, casting a neon orange glow three feet further down the ramp with the Usagis displaying their bodies in another exaggerated avantgarde pose. In time with the pulsating music, spotlights of various colours turn on and off with the beat, each time illuminating the internationally renowned team further down the ramp. In each flash of brilliance the Usagi Twins vogue and pose down the runway like they're Madonna, or a Jojo character depending on your generation. At the base of the ramp, the houselight turns back on, and the twins slowly saunter up the steel steps to the ring. Before heading to their corner They take center canvas and strike another pretentious yet sexy pose for 5 seconds, letting all the fans of the rabbits get a clear picture of them. They don't care who they're facing. This is all about them!
“MAMA KIN” by GUNS N ROSES
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ROSA CORTINA
MAKKI CORTINA
“From Medicine Park, Oklahoma! Standing at 5’0 and 5’7, and weighing in tonight at a combined 241lbs! Makki and Rosa Cortina!”
When Makki and Rosa Cortina hit the entrance ramp, the reaction was a mixture of confusion, “Oh yeah, I remember you,” and hoots. The mother-daughter tag team had signed onto FAWN long ago but only Makki had “enjoyed” a match on a PPV. Most of what they’d done since was matches away from FAWN. And Makki’s first match, where she was partnered with Selia Brach, against Trisha Belle had been, to say the least, humiliating.
But that was in the past, and Makki was a better wrestler now. She and her mother walked to the ring with Makki slapping hands with fans. Some FAWNatics who enjoyed the indies over the past twenty years were more familiar with her mother, Rosa - quite an accomplished wrestler on her own.
The two women made it to the ring and Rosa burst into a run, rushing into the ring before Makki and giving the twins across from them an icy stare. It was obvious what she was doing - she was making sure they didn’t get a chance to throw a sneak attack on Makki, who was one of FAWN’s smallest wrestlers at a flat five feet and one hundred six pounds.
And, of course, Rosa’s daughter.
Makki rolled under the bottom rope and joined her mother in their corner. Rosa silently nodded to Makki, who understood it to mean Rosa was going first. Makki slipped from the ropes and waited.
Judging by the mask, it’s Mune Mune who’ll be starting off for the twins. She and Rosa circle each other with fast strides before coming together with a belly-slapping Elbow and Collar. “You two are adorable,” Mune grinds her forehead against Rosa’s as she tries to maneuver her into a corner, ”Every day is Take Your Daughter To Work Day.”
“Yep,” Rosa grits her teeth as she stops their course dead and forces Mune to retreat, ”Maybe if you had more parental attention, you wouldn’t dress like S&M bunnies to go to work.”
Mune gives her a bop of a headbutt that’s more distracting than painful so she can transition out of the grapple and take Mama Cortina in an Arm Wringer. Pecking Rosa’s thighs and legs with taunting kicks, Mune Mune forces her to double over or risk dislocating that elbow.
“Try to age gracefully, it’s not like you could have pulled off our look in your prime anyway.”
Rosa grumbles and rolls forward onto her butt, spinning on the mat to untwist her arm and break the clasp with a leg. Rosa snatches Mune’s wrist before the rabbit can separate and pulls herself to standing, before spinning on a heel making Mune suffer in an Arm Wringer of her own. “I never left my prime, Easter treat.”
Makki claps her hands in support from their corner, “You got her, Mom!”
“Thanks, sweetie!”
“Ughh…” Mune Mune rolls her eyes in disgust and cartwheels out of the Wringer and Irish Whips Rosa to the ropes and follows two steps behind. Rosa rebounds off the cables and ducks a jumping Clothesline from the black rabbit without breaking her pace. Mune lands safely on her fours while Rosa puts on a burst of speed and bounces off the next set of ropes in a sprint. As Mune stands, the maternal Cortina leaps forward grabbing the rabbit’s bicep as she plants her feet on the middle cable and springs into the air. With the added momentum Rosa sends Mune Mune tumbling into a corner with a Springboard Armdrag.
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The Orlando crowd rewards Rosa’s show of athleticism with applause as Mune stands up more embarrassed than hurt. Smek! And gets squashed in the Corner by a Running Splash from Cortina! Mune finds herself being ground into the buckles by the Indie veteran throughout a five-count from the ref before Rosa wrangles her in a tight side Headlock and speedwalks Mune Mune to the Cortina corner. When they’re within a certain distance Rosa flips Mune to the canvas with a Headlock Takeover and raises her leg within tagging distance, “Time to fly, honey!”
“You got it!” Makki lightly slaps her mother’s ankle before vaulting onto the top buckle and leaping to an impressive height. Showing synchronicity that can only come from familial bonds with intense training, Makki stabs a diving Elbow Drop on the prone Mune’s belly as Rosa rolls away, then Makki slides into a North/South pin to give Mune a taste of her tummy as they take their first win in FAWN.
ONE…
TWO…
Mune kicks out with power and bullies onto her side while still under Makki.
It’s obvious to all, between the two Cortinas, Makki is not the powerhouse. Easily one of FAWN’s smallest women - although still not the smallest. Mune grabs Makki and tosses her to the side like a doll, snorting as she gathers herself up.
“You look like someone who has to put quarters in their shoes to make weight for a fight,” Mune snarks at the petite Native. Makki blinks, kips up, and sends a roundhouse kick across Mune’s mouth, spilling her over.
“Half-dollars,” Makki corrects her opponent. “I’m fancy like that.”
Makki tosses herself backwards into the cables, running at the downed Mune. Throwing herself forwards, the smaller Cortina does a handspring off the larger fighter, landing on her feet, before throwing herself backwards again and dropping an elbow to the base of Mune’s neck. The bunny yelps out, rolling away on her side but obviously seeing spots.
“Aww, why are you going? We’re having fun!” Makki taunts. “And you had so much to say before!”
Mune rises, fuming. “You think this is a game, you little pest?”
“No, this is!” Makki yells, jumping forward and grabbing the front of Mune’s mask. Dropping to her knees, she pulls the mask downward, obscuring Mune’s vision. “Peekaboo!” Makki hollers as she rolls onto her back and thrusts both feet into Mune’s gut. The Usagi, blinded, takes the full hit and doubles over.
“REF! She’s cheating!” the Usagi outside the ring cries.
“Hairpulling is illegal,” the official drones. “Mask pulling is shady, but not a DQ offense.”
Ketsu angrily kicks the ropes, watching and planning.
Makki grabs Mune’s left arm and does a one-handed cartwheel to the corner, twisting the trapped twin’s arm, giving Rosa a tag while stretching the trapped limb out.
This time it’s Rosa leaping on the top buckle but instead of jumping, she steps off, letting gravity do the work of the Elbow Drop she spikes into Mune’s arm. The Usagi hisses and holds her limb as she instinctively starts walking away but Rosa wrenches her arm back into a Hammerlock. As they tread deeper into the ring Rosa turns her gaze to her daughter and gives her a chiding look, silently communicating ‘Watch it with that mask stuff.’
Makki tilts her head in a placating way but hurriedly explains, ”They were being rude!”
“Yes, but there are lines. You don’t mess with masks or facepaint.” Rosa bends Mune Mune over and walks her in a circle to build speed before ramming her shoulder against the steel post of the Cortina corner. “You want to teach respect?” Rosa teaches over Mune’s howls, “You get slappy, either to one set of cheeks or the other.” She puts a ripple in Mune Mune’s backside with a Cracking spank and Makki flinches at the sound. Her mother never lays a hand on her outside of training but doesn’t look pleasant, “Like that, see?”
Rosa extends her spanking hand for a tag which Makki accepts. The elder Cortina slips through the ropes as the junior Cortina slings herself over the top cable behind the still-bent Mune Mune and presses close in a Waistlock. With smooth movements, Makki lurches the Usagi out of the corner into a somersault while maintaining the hold and bursting out of the roll with a Bridging German Suplex that plants Mune’s neck and shoulders to the mat.
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Mune kicks her feet wildly as the ref slides in for the count.
ONE…
TWO…
The legal Usagi twists onto her bottom in time with Makki still strapped to her back. Planting her boots on the deck, Mune Mune slowly rises to stand still trying to break Makki’s grip, “Just so you know, it’ll be me spanking your ass for touching my mask!” Mune stomps hard on Makki’s right foot and breaks the smaller woman’s hold as she yelps. Taking one of Makki’s wrists, Mune Mune takes a big step back and sends her away with an Irish Whip, but Makki goes into a low crouch and stops the whip taut.
“I doubt that, bun-bun!”
Makki reverses the Whip and has Mune Mune hurtling to a neutral corner. The Usagi Twin looks like she’s in for a rough impact until she gets faster and charges the corner with her head lowered, acrobatically flipping over the buckles when she makes contact and landing gracefully on the apron. Mune Mune high tails it down the narrow space to her twin, who has one knee on the apron with her hands cupped and lowered. Like a pair of NFL cheerleaders, Mune places a foot on Ketsu Ketsu’s hands and gets launched into the air when her partner shoots up! Mune flies over to the adjacent set of ropes and springboards off them into a soaring Moonsault, Makki tries to keep her eyes on the bunny but she loses sight of her in the glare of the houselights and gets flattened to the canvas by the free-falling Usagi!
USAGI BOUNCE(no assist)
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Makki’s legs flop over in the aftershocks and leave the younger Cortina in a matchbook, Mune throws herself over the stems, and pushes a hand against Makki’s cheek to smoosh her face into the mat as the Official hands The Twins the win.
One…
Two…
THRE–
A shoulder slams into the Usagi when Rosa plows into her. Before the referee can admonish the rising Rosa to leave the ring, Ketsu flies into the older grappler and pushes her away. An eye rake followed by a sucker punch leaves Rosa blinded and doubled over, perfect for Ketsu Ketsu to lift the elder wrestler onto her shoulders and dump her out of the ring. The indie legend bounces hard off the apron before bowling over an attendant trying to escort some spare cables out of the cameras’ view. Ketsu Ketsu rockets into the cables behind her and then runs toward Rosa’s side of the ring. The elder Cortina has barely untangled herself from the cables when the rabid Usagi throws herself through the top two ropes and lands on Rosa, feet first into the shoulder blades.
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Back in the ring, Mune Mune is shrieking at the official for allowing Rosa to save her daughter. It’s more for distraction, as her boot is planted firmly on Makki’s throat, choking her, but as long as she argues the referee isn’t looking down. Suddenly, Mune Mune points out of the ring and screams, “STAY OUT!” As the ref turns to look, the Usagi bends down and jabs both thumbs in Makki’s eyes. She hauls the tiny fighter up by her hair before belting Makki so hard in the gut, she lifts off her feet.
With a single swipe, Mune Mune undos Makki’s bikini top, spilling her breasts out for all to see. Makki looks horrified, attempting to cover up with her hands. The Usagi wraps the top around Makki’s head and pivots, discus spinning her with the top before releasing it. The younger Cortina flings into a corner, slamming hard against her shoulder. She barely gets to turn around before Mune Mune shoulder slams her in the bare chest.
Grabbing Makki by the hair again, Mune Mune yanks her head up so they’re eye to eye.
“My sister and I are going to fuck you and your mommy up, then fuck you raw.” With that, Mune Mune connects a bitch slap across Makki’s face that drops her to her knees. The black rabbit puts the squeeze on the daughter’s noggin with a Front Faclock, as Makki groans under the pressure Mune teasingly wiggles her tail to coax some whistles among the boos then sticks her right leg back straight as an arrow before swinging it forward, using the momentum to plant Makki’s skull into the ring floor with a Kneeling DDT.
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Makki lets out a “PUgh!” when her head bounces off the mat, she slumps onto her side with her eyes rolled up and lips parted. Mune Mune shoves Makki’s shoulder to flatten the girl then climbs aboard in a crossbody pin, she pulls in the far leg deep and presses her full weight onto Makki. As a spiteful taunt, Mune shimmies her shoulders so the leather of her cups chafes against the legal Cortina’s bare nipples.
ONE!
TWO!
Makki kicks out and turns onto her belly. Mune Mune grabs her by the back of the head and pushes her face against the canvas. “Kiss it! Kiss it!” She giggles over Makki’s squeals of pain as she harshly scrubs her face back and forth against the coarse texture of the mat. Mune ignores her victim’s muffled pleas and wriggles until the ref’s warning count hits “Three!” then lets Makki raise her gasping face up from the mat, already a little red with abrasions. “Ugh!” Makki violently jerks to her back after Mune punts her in the ribs. The legal Usagi grins maliciously and lowers her hands to the young woman’s chest and snaps her pincers around her vulnerable nips!
“Letgoletgoletgo!!” Makki shrieks in a much higher octave than thought possible, kicking her feet and wildly moving her watering eyes between Mune and the mesmerized ref. “In a minute,” Mune chuckles before painfully pulling the cringing girl to her feet by the breasts and raising a boot against her belly. Ignoring Makki’s frantic shakes of her head, Mune Mune falls backward dragging Makki with her and kicking the Lightest Weight overhead onto the space above, keeping a death grip on her nipples till Makki’s thrown free with a squeal and scratched nips.
On the outside, Momma Cortina isn’t doing well either. After using Rosa as a crashpad, Ketsu Ketsu kicked away the clutter and the bruised attendant then raised Rosa in a Facelock. “You should’ve stuck to Book club and brunch with the girls.” Ketsu shakes up her brainbox with DDT on the thinly padded cement floor, Rosa’s eyes close and she holds her head moaning “Oh gawd… Oh gawd…” Ketsu shows no remorse and no pity; she takes Rosa by the back of her ring togs and hauls her off the floor, baring more of Cortina’s cheeks with an inadvertent wedgie.
“Oh god, you’re fat? I agree!” Ketsu huffs with effort as she plants Rosa along the guardrail like she’s lying on a horse's saddle, Rosa moans again as she bumps her head on the cold metal. Hopeful fans give the MILF supportive pats on the back then scurry when Ketsu shoos them away.
“You like spanking, old lady? I bet you have Fifty Shades of Grey on your Kindle.”
Ketsu places a hand on the small of Rosa’s back to keep her steady then works her free fingers under Rosa's waistband to undo the wedgie and then some, showing off the veteran’s crack and 60% of her butt. Raising a flattened hand Ketsu whips it forward and makes Rosa’s back meat jiggle with an echoing spank, Crack! Rosa shudders and goes wide-eyed with shock and pain, she’s about to shout a series of expletives at the rude rabbit when Ketsu gets her other cheek with a backhand and quickly settles into a rhythm.
Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!
“Who knew expired jello could still shake?” she cackles over Rosa’s indignant shouts and yelps of pain. Back in the ring, Mune Mune’s not done playing with Makki’s naked chest. The sadistic twin places her boots on the Makki’s wild fan of auburn hair and leans down to take the junior Cortina’s turgid nubs between her fingers in an agonizing grip and twists like they’re dimmer switches. She smiles chillingly over Makki’s teary, pain-wrapped face, “I’ll have these little titties hanging by your knees by the time I’m done.” Makki desperately pries at the international star’s wrists, “They’re bigger than yours you delusionalOOW! OOWW! AIEE!! LEMMEGO!!!”
Mune yanks on Makki’s poor nipples hard enough to raise the Okie’s back which simultaneously pulls on her scalp with Makki’s hair under Mune’s soles. Each tug sends the young pup into woeful hysterics making the official wonder if he should call the match over via TKO. Mune’s having the time of her life making this bitch blubber and mentally catalogues what sounds the younger Cortina made with each specific tug, opposite directions get a squeal, and a sustained upward pull gets begging. “You should have stayed wrassling in converted barns,” Mune cackles as she adopts a painful milking motion and gets a ragged gasp from her prey, “You’d be welcome among the other cowUGh!”
When the evil rabbit leaned to see the fear in Makki’s eyes the courageous Cortina rams a knee right between her bunny ears! Mune Mune’s knocked into a seat above Makki bell clearly ringing; the blazing inferno radiating from Makki’s abused chest becomes a source of anger which she converts into a wellspring of energy! The Lightest Lightweight twists onto all fours and pounces on the rabbit like a hungry fox, she batters Mune’s face back and forth with a torrent of speedy lefts and rights. After a few teeth rattlers the referee gets on her case for hitting with a closed fist, Makki gives him a mean side-eye, “Where were you when she was trying to tear my nipples off?” She doesn’t want to risk a DQ after suffering through all this BS. so she takes her mother’s advice and gets slappy, she opens her hands into paddles and sets Mune’s face to paintshaker. Rapid, full-swing slaps that whip the Usagi’s head side to side give the sick yet pleasing ASMR of a bytch facing consequences. Smack! Crack! Smack!
Still brazing the wannabe MILF’s buns on the outside, Ketsu Ketsu hears cries of pain that don’t sound like the runt and turn her head to see her pseudo-sister(They aren’t really twins, they just look eerily alike) getting slapped into the cheap seats! “Hey, quit it!” Ketsu leaves one more palmprint across Rosa’s glutes and takes her in a Headlock, she yells at Makki as she begins to drag the elder Cortina off the guardrail, “As soon as I’m done concussing your mommy I’m coming after you!”
Getting spanked by this tart was filling up Rosa’s rage meter rapidly, but threatening her daughter damn near lapped it. Rosa places her feet against the barrier and pushes off it, upsetting Ketsu’s balance enough for Momma Cortina to slip free of the Headlock. Ketsu whirls about with a fist ready to her opponent a free nose job and gets her head put on a swivel with a gaudy bytch slap, she’s just realizing there’s a hand-shaped welt on her face when Ketsu’s doubled over with a punch up the breadbasket. Rosa puts a crick in the washout gravure model’s neck with a Cravate lock and peppers knee after knee into Ketsu Ketsu’s forehead, “It’s unprofessional to threaten concussions, brat. That kind of talk will shorten your career.” Rosa pistons two kneelifts into the Usagi’s gut and breaks away, trusting that Ketsu will stay bent at the waist. Rosa sprints down the aisle to another section of the guardrail and kicks off it in a burst speed back to the rabbit, completely missing the fan taking an up-close photo of her butt the second her back is to the audience. Rosa blitzes across the floor to Ketsu and as she passes by takes the rabbit’s head in hand as she throws herself into a flip. Ketsu Ketsu twists in conjunction with her skull a moment before the ground takes the wind out of her courtesy of a Swinging Neckbreaker.
ROSA’S ROUNDABOUT
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Rosa sprouts to a knee and gives the dizzy Usagi a matching welt on her other cheek, “And I’ll be the one to shorten it.”
Meanwhile, the legal women of the warring teams are still trading blows. Or rather, Makki is raining blow after blow hoping to change the structure of Mune’s pretty face! Her slapping hands getting tired, Makki rises from her straddle and brings the bobblehead Mune to her feet with a fistful of hair and staggers the foreign star with a Cross Chop. “Come here!” Makki snags the sore-faced leather freak’s wrist and tries to get Mune in the corner with an Irish Whip but gets reversed on and sent running instead. Mune Mune set after the junior Cortina to Splash her against the buckle. She’s been underestimating Makki since the beginning and now she’ll pay for it again; Makki leaps the last three feet to the corner and pivots mid-flight to stand on the middle ropes and face her attacker. Mune Mune skids to a halt just as Makki springs off the cables and soars over the rabbit’s head, grabbing her chin, The flying Cortina slams the back of Mune’s head onto the mat as she falls into a seat.
MAKKI’S MOVE (Blockbuster)
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The ring floor is still quaking from Makki’s arena-popping maneuver when Rosa rolls the battered Ketsu into the ring, seeing her daughter not only in the fight but thriving is a balm to her nerves and she takes Makki in a big hug. “Great job,” Makki returns the affection but is a bit distracted, her breasts are still out and Rosa’s baby blue top feels like sandpaper against her sore nipples, “Errgh... You too. Watch out!” Makki breaks the hug and fires a Toekick into Ketsu’s belly as the Usagi tries to blindside them with a Double Axehandle. The Cortinas move with practiced synchronicity and take the groaning rabbit into stereo Front Facelocks and place her arms over their necks. Each of the Okies takes one of Ketsu’s many belts by her hips in hand and easily hoists her into the air with a Double Suplex. They lift the Japanese Latina straight into the air and keep her suspended for a few seconds, the bottom of Ketsu’s boots gets a tan from the lights as they sidle further down the ring before falling back and dropping one Usagi on top of the other to form a brutal X.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=GMlGyVOZb28
“Whoaghh!”
Ketsu drops like an I-beam across Mune’s belly making her fold up around her partner with bulging eyes and a deep and guttural groan. Ketsu had a ‘crash pad’ of sorts so she gets to her feet rather quickly and then drags her pseudo-sister up by the elbow, Mune’s wrists are unavailable since her arms are tightly crossed around her middle. “Get up, we’re not losing to these losers. We-!”
Ketsu Ketsu’s rallying speech is cut off by the rampaging Cortinas, the mother/daughter duo blasts the heelish team into matching matchbooks with a running Double Clothesline. With the FAWNatics cheering their family name Makki and Rosa throw themselves across the upturned legs of their enemies for a stereo pin; Makki on Mune, Rosa on Ketsu.
ONE!
TWO!!
TH-NOOO!!!
The Usagis buck themselves onto their sides just in time to save the match. Makki’s frustration reaches a boiling point and she slaps the mat in frustration, then slaps Mune’s ass like she’s chiding her for staying down, “Dammit!” Rosa’s on the ball and stomps Ketsu on the ribs before helping her daughter help, “Stay focused, we’re about to win. Help me get the other one out.” Rosa’s even mind cools Makki’s temper and she nods, the two grab Ketsu by some of her many straps. “Their outfits are so tacky,” the daughter comments as they dump her through the ropes into a graceless pile on the floor on the heel side of the arena. Mama Cortina agrees as they bring up Mune with dual Arm Wringers, “Absolutely. May as well wear signs that say ‘For sale’.” They bring their captive to within the shadow of the Cortina corner and lean Mune Mune away then fling her forward like a violent variation of Red Rover, the Usagi bangs her sternum against the top buckle and crumbles to the mat writhing in a stifled scream.
Rosa makes her way through the ropes and extends a hand over them for a tag that Makki happily completes, eager for some rest. Rosa worms back into the ring and turns away from the supine rabbit to face the corner. She jumps onto the second ropes, bounces to the top then flies like a woman half her age with a Moonsault that gets the crowd popping.
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The matriarch drops like a sexy anvil onto Mune like she’s done to a thousand other fresh-faced and foulmouthed rookies who’s tried to make a name off the Cortinas. Rosa drags her away from a potential ropebreak and gathers both of Mune’s legs to pull them in tight for a pin, but the resilient star from Japan kicks out at 2.9 with a loud exhale. Rosa double-checks with the ref and he holds up two fingers, confirming it. She sighs and shoves Mune onto her stomach “Okay, one more mile to go” The mighty momma works her arms under Mune’s in a Double Underhook and deadlifts the Lightweight off the mat with a Butterfly Suplex that puts a shake in the rabbit's spine in the follow-through. Rosa maintains the hold and turns them over; it looks like she's going for a Three Amigas but Mune looks out of it after Number One. Rosa tries to lift the ragged rabbit but Mune Mune jellies out of her grip into a facedown heap in the canvas. Ketsu sees her partner crumble as she climbs back into the waiting position for her team and yells nervously, “Don't let that old bag beat you, Mune!”.
Rosa shoots a hateful look at Ketsu as she rises and stomps Mune's back," You watch your mouth, brat! Don't think I'm above making an example of you two after the bell!" Ketsu Ketsu just glowers quietly at the veteran and reflexively squeezes the tag rope, eager to be tagged in so she can send the old bitch off to retirement. Rosa tries again to lift Mune Mune off the canvas, this time using the elongated ears of her mask, Mune’s a tad more coherent and gets as far as a seat on her haunches. Rosa’s happy with that and works her arm around the Lightweight’s skull for a Kneeling DDT.
“Come on, youUAGH!”
Mune Mune swings her arm up between the mature women’s legs and rams her bicep against Rosa’s kitty as hard as she can! Rosa’s jaw drops and she goes pale as a sheet, her legs tremble a moment she collapses onto her knees in front of Mune cupping her throbbing center. Makki clenches her teeth and winces, she could hear that low blow from the corner. Mune stands up as quickly as she can(which isn’t very quick) and waves her right luscious leg over the maternal Cortina’s shoulder and wraps around the back of Rosa’s neck, the calf and foot grazing down the veteran’s chest and ribs. Mune turns her head to Makki and blows her a mocking kiss before hurling herself backward driving Rosa’s face into the mat!
YOU LOVE IT
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Rosa's beautiful features meet the ring floor with a Thud! That makes the official flinch. Rosa involuntarily rolls forward into a seat and stares forward blankly, her mind caught between her pulsing privates and her ping-ponging brain. Mune Mune turns onto her front and scampers to the Usagi corner, speedily crawling on all fours and then rushing to her feet. Makki sees a double team coming and she won’t leave her mom in danger for the sake of the rules! She takes the top cable with both hands and leans back to stretch it taut to sling herself into the ring, Makki gracefully lands in a somersault and pops up running to the rescue just as Mune tags in her soul sister.
Makki’s a blur streaking across the white canvas, she passes by her still genuflecting mum still racking up speed to Splash the twins before Mune can turn around or before Ketsu can fully enter the Squared Circle. This time is the junior Cortina underestimating the Usagis; years of working in Japan and the American indies gave the twins excellent ring sense and Mune displays it by blindly whipping up her leg and chin-checking Makki with a Superkick!
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When boot leather meets jaw, the lights go out in Makki’s mind. Her eyes glaze over and her lips part the slightest bit, but somehow the young lioness stays vertical, albeit with unsteady legs and lightly windmilling arms. Ketsu Ketsu darts over to Makki’s side snagging her left arm and twisting it in an Arm Wringer, in a prelude to a hooking back kick to the midsection. The young Cortina doubles over with a hoarse exhale then straightens up from a toekick to the forehead from Mune Mune. Makki’s ramrod straight for a brief second as Ketsu leaps up and slams a heel against the back of her head with a roundhouse kick at the same moment that Mune drops down and sweeps Makki’s legs out from under her.
TRAMPLE FETISH
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Makki falls face-forward onto the canvas like a bag of laundry, kicked into a stupor. The Usagis pick themselves off the ground and start stomping the interloper into a mudhole, doing their best to leave bootprints from shoulderblades to the back of her calves. Mune’s practically spitting at the writhing woman under her feet, “Did we knock some sense into you, bitch?! Will you stay down now?!”
The sound of her daughter’s yelps and whines drills through Rosa’s haze and spurs her to one last hurrah. With deep groans, Rosa slowly gets one foot under her and starts to rise, Ketsu notices and taps Mune’s to get her attention and says a signal in Spanish, “Emparedado!” Mune’s got the game plan memorized and lowers with Ketsu to take Makki in a double Front Facelock and move her arms over their necks. Just as Rosa approaches they lift Makki off the mat like they’re doing for a team Suplex but drop her legs onto Rosa’s shoulders and let go of her head. Not wanting her daughter injured Mama Cortina wraps her arms around Makki’s waist, preventing a nasty fall and putting them belly to belly with Rosa’s muddled face bracketed by her partner’s thighs. With the timing and precision of a firing squad, The Usagi Twins shoot low Superkicks to Rosa’s shins, dropping her to her knees and Piledriving Makki! On the first bounce Makki falls from her mother’s grasp limp as a ragdoll, unconscious with her naked chest fluttering with each breath. Rosa looks down at Makki in shock, “I’m sorry! I didn’t-!” CRACK!
The Usagis reload and fire another pair of Superkicks, this time to Rosa’s face! She’s knocked flat with her legs bent under her, Rosa’s arms lay on the mat haphazardly above her slack face. Mama Cortina’s most assuredly out like a light because the position she’s in has her facesitting Makki!
KNEEL TO THE USAGIS!
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Mune Mune saunters over to the pile of flesh that was once their opponents and places her boot on Makki’s gulping navel, and takes on an overly grandiose pose better suited for an opera or interpretive dance. “Time for you hicks to go back to whatever dollar store state you crawled out of.” Ketsu put her boot on the elder Cortina’s face and nudges it to the side, applying enough pressure to smoosh Rosa’s face into the canvas. She snaps her finger s at the referee, “Make the count, nerd.” and doubles over with her arms outstretched behind her with her fingers splayed. The more pompous wrestling fans will call this position “Attacking Swan.”
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
“Your winners… THE USAGI TWINS!!”
"Was there ever any doubt?!" Ketsu Ketsu calls out to the world, grinding her heel on Rosa's cheek. Ketsu transitions out of her fabulous pose and walks up Makki's body to embrace her partner, she gives Mune a long kiss while showily dipping her other half like they're finishing a dance performance. Subtly and purposefully standing over the defeated Cortinas to make a shot worthy of a double-page spread in Gladiatrix or a poster available for sale by the end of the week.
The Usagi Twins arc back up and break the delightful liplock amid an explosion of flash photography and look down at the freshly destroyed family. Ketsu purses her lips and muses, “Mmmmm, don’t want to get too weird since they’re related, but we gotta do something.”
A lightbulb turns on above Mune’s head and she turns to her partner excitedly, “Oh! Remember what we did to those triplets in Guatemala? I think their shabby clothes are made of the same stuff.” A realization comes to Ketsu and she breaks out in a disturbingly warm smile, “I love you.”
“Love you too, babe.”
At that sweet moment, they drive a sadistic stomp into the Cortina’s bellies making them sputter and cough awake with the unforgiving Houselights glaring down at them. Makki is spared this spirit-breaking sight for a second or two by Rosa’s shockingly toned ass. That particular slight won’t hit her until the car ride home.
The chuckling Usagi Twins pull their weakly struggling prey off the mat by the hair and lead them to the set of ropes by the Hardcam. They thread the Cortinas' upper bodies between the top and middle cables and tug painfully on their hair till the Cortinas' are squinting into the Houselights again with the top cable pressing into their backs. In a spot that will make the top ten FAWN humiliations, right up there with the Huggable/Crushable Entanglement, The Usagi Twins grip the backs of the Cortinas baby blue bottoms and HIKE them to high heaven! The poor losers of the match shriek and wail as their gear betrays them and saws deeper, and deeper, and DEEPER. In a miracle of fashion engineering the material slowly stretches further and further with the Usagis pull. Inch by agonizing inch, the fabric climbs high up the backs of the Okies till it reaches the top of their scalps. Thong is far too modest to describe what Rosa and Makki are sporting now, even floss seems more Puritan than what they’re wearing now but no matter what you call it’s threatening to spilt them up the middle!
The Usagi’s are working harder for it now, beads of sweat roll down their shaking arms as they try to yank the material further still. Sharp, jerky pulls that make Rosa and Makki shudder and sob with each centimetre gained. The completely ruined bottoms extend past their foreheads, their noses, their mouths, and finally the Twins let go letting the fabric snap shut past their chins onto their jaws. The bodies of the family tag-team arc into Cs under the horrific strain of their own gear, their mouths suck on their own sweat-soaked bodies as they beg and plead to be let go.
Those pleas must have fallen onto the fake rabbit ears of the Usagis’ masks because they look entirely unmoved, in fact, the Twins look radiant in satisfaction. They raise their palms and clap them together in a double high-five, “How’s that for an example?” They break the clasp in a synchronized swing leading to a reverberating spank that sets the buttcheeks of the Cortinas ajiggle.
“Let us know if you want a rematch.”