Women fight women pro league

Collared_Brooke: the arena lights turn off, A single spot line shines on the stage. I make my way down the ramp. Waving to the fans as I walk towards the ring. I'm wearing my black two piece attire. I climb into the ring as I'm introduced, from Newark NJ weighting 100 pounds, standing 5' Brooke Williams. I head to my corner and await my opponent

Amelia_Heartland: A country tune along the lines of foggy mountain rock starts playing as that spotlight now turns to face me. Strutting down the ramp with my boots and signature bikini style outfit. Hat pulled down over my eyes as I make my way down. Getting introduced from the middle of nowhere in Appalachia, standing 5'7 136 pounds. I've already got a clear advantage as I get in the ring and blow a kiss towards you. Two stepping to my corner and stretching out as I wait.

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Sheril: BOOO

Collared_Brooke: I admire your footwork and boots as you enter the ring. I catch your kiss as you blow it towards me. I take it in my right hand and slap it to my right ass cheek. You head to your corner and I head to mine. I wait for the bell then head to the center of the ring, my arms raised as I ready myself to lock up as the bell rings

Amelia_Heartland: I smile brightly when you plant that kiss on your cute butt. Fanning myself and feigning that I was lovestruck. Finally the bell releases us and I come forward carefully. Watching you go for the lock up. I accept the challenge grabbing onto your hands and trying to push and bully you back against the ropes!

Sheril: Come on Brooke!

Collared_Brooke: I push forward, trying to assert myself from the opening bell. You lock arms and push against me. Your size advantage coming into play instantly. My feet stumble as I am forced back against the ropes. My shoulders digging into the top rope as you overpower me.

Amelia_Heartland: I look down into your eyes. A grin forming on my lips as my arms tense up, giving you all the power I can muster after bullying you over into the ropes. I hold you there befofe suddenly trying to kick your legs out from under you to make you fall on that booty.

Collared_Brooke: I am in a helpless place bullied into the ropes. I try to push back unsuccessfully. I yell for the ref to get you to back off as we're in the ropes. The ref turns to try to back you off. As she does you kick my legs. I feel my knees buckle and my feet fly forward as I fall to the mat. I land hard on my tiny tushy as the fans laugh. I glare up at you, my eyes filled with frustration and a hint of humiliation. I reach back and grab onto the middle rope as I attempt to pull myself back up to my feet. Carefully sizing you up, my ego and butt bruised as I bounce back off the ropes and spring towards you, looking to hit you with a shoulder tackle

Sheril: Get her!

Amelia_Heartland: I started really laughing when you landed on your tushy. Trying to get the ref to somehow help you. But I kicked your legs out from under ya before anything could be done to stop it. I would turn away, just strutting around the ring and putting my hands to my ears. Wanting to hear all the reactions as I started wiggling my hips in a victory dance. Turning to see little ol you running towards me with bad intent! I would brace myself and lower before shoving my shoulder low and looking to deliver a big spine buster to my smaller opponent!

Sheril: ☹️

Collared_Brooke: I run at you with full speed. Hoping to hit you with as much momentum as my tiny frame can muster. I connect with you. Feeling our flesh mesh together, I wait to see you falling backwards. Instead I feel myself timber ing over. I see the lights above flying quickly by in my sights. Then they suddenly go white. Pain shoots from my back into the tips of my toes as I crash into the mat with a thunderous thud. I try to groan in pain, but I have no air in exhale. My body paralyzed for a moment.

Sheril: You can do this Brooke!

Jogtie this bitch!

Amelia_Heartland: I start to raise off of your stunned body. Eyes looking up to a particularly loud audience member that I wink at. Getting up to my boots and giving a stretch as if I just did a bunch of heavy lifting. Leaning down to grab your hair and pull you towards a corner. Throwing your slumped form into it as I walk away. Smiling as I hike my thong way up between my cheeks and then run looking to hip attack you before transitioning into a stinkface!!

Sheril: Eww

Collared_Brooke: before I can even take a breath you pull me up to my feet. i hear Sheril cheering me on. Although it does little to help as You throw me into the corner and I look forward, trying to focus my eyes. I adjust them just in time to see you running towards me. My vision doubled, I see 4 sexy ass cheeks headed my way. They connect into my face, my neck snapping back as I fall down to my ass. My head resting against the bottom turn buckle

Sheril: Do something Brooke! Don't let her squash you!

Amelia_Heartland: My ass slams into your petite form! Using my best gift to pummel you in the corner and literally squash you. Hearing the thud of you falling to your ass. I raise my hands before pointing at my hips! Raising each one in turns before slowly backing up. Pushing my hips forward and then slamming my ass back into your face! Trying to give a huge stinkface and shove tour face between my cheeks!

Sheril: That's not an ass!

Collared_Brooke: my body still in pain from the spine buster. It hurts every time I try to take a breath. My head still a bit dizzy from a lack of air. I grab onto the bottom ropes at my side and try to push myself up. I get about two inches off the bottom turn buckle when my face is met by ass. You slam onto me, my head flying backwards into the bottom turn buckle. My head engulfed by your cheeks. My face buried, I'm finally able to inhale a full breath. Unfortunately it's air filtered through your ass. The funk fills my nose as my legs kick and I try to squirm out. Like quick sand though, the more I squirm the deeper I sink

Amelia_Heartland: I'm wiggling and shaking my ass all over your weak face. Forcing your face and nose deep between my cheeks. "There we go, Brooke!! Don't be shy!" I feel your desperate little huffs of air between my cheeks getting deeper into my ass. Huffing in gulps of air laced with my intoxicating scent. You start squirming and flailing as my cheeks brush all over yours. Finally I let up with a dramatic laugh, stepping forward out of the corner after rising back up

Collared_Brooke: my hearing is muffled between your cheeks. Though I can make out your mocking words and laughing from the audience. I can't help but to breathe in the ass filtered stale air. After you have your fun you finally pull up,although my head is wedged so far up your ass my body comes with you. You step forward and I am pulled up as well. My head stuck between your ass until gravity takes control. I fall out of your grip and land face down in the ring.

Amelia_Heartland: I step forward, finishing up with the big stinkface before I feel something unwedge itself from my cheeks. Turning my head around to see you fall face down to the mat. I turn myself with my hands on my hips before leaning down and grabbing onto your bottoms. Wedging em up and getting you up as I take your head and attempt a DDT!!

Collared_Brooke: I hit the mat hard enough that it knocked me silly. Which is good because it covers my humiliation. Which continues even if I'm not aware. You pull me to my feet, using my tights and wedging them between my ass. With my cheeks exposed you drive me forward, my cheeks jiggling as I hit the mat. My body going limp as the impact knocks me out

Amelia_Heartland: I drive your head back into the mat with a big DDT. Making your little cheeks jiggle for me as we go down and you look completely out of it. I haven't had enough fun yet though! Sitting there beside of you before I take one of my boots off, holding it up. "Wakey, wakey!" I then force the opening over your nose and mouth trying to wake you up with the sweet smell of feet.

Collared_Brooke: I lay face down on the mat, the ddt leaving me out. You sit next to me and remove one of your boots. You press it against my face. The warm, sweaty, moist vinegar smell of sweaty feet assualts my nostrils. My labourer breathing inhaling the scent. The burning in my nose slowly revives me like smelling salts. As I come to I take deeper breaths, my groggy mind trying to figure out what the smell is. I open my eyes and see the cowboy boot in front of my face. I try to pull away as I realize what I've been smelling

Amelia_Heartland: I shove the boot down letting it trap your poor nose inside of it. Trying to take you out in the most humiliating way possible. Getting stinkfaced and then smothered out with my boot. Loving every second of your eyes looking on to realize what's going on. Waking up to my perfect smell. Suddenly I rip the boot away and really try to put you out as I grab your hair to lift your head. Only to try and deliver a big forearm to your face!

Collared_Brooke: my face is buried deep inside your boot. The scent covers every inch of my face. The smell making me dizzy, almost in a trance. Then you pull the boot away, you left my head and hit me hard with a forearm. The impact knocks me to the mat on my back, the force flipping my legs over my head as I land folded in half

Amelia_Heartland: I just lumber over before leaning over you. Giving your tushy a big spank as my body goes over your folded one. Holding your flipped legs over your head as I sit my pelvis over your ass. The ref running in and smacking the mat. "ONE!....."

Collared_Brooke: i just give a weak grunt as you slap my ass. You push down, making me support all your weight as my legs are pressed over my head. Your pelvis straddling my ass and my limp body. The ref hits the mat for 2....then 3.... as I lay motionless and drooling

Amelia_Heartland: I grab a leg and make your lower half fall back to the mat. Standing up while my hand is raised and I jump up and down at such an easy win. Placing a boot on your chest and grinding it down. "Better luck next time, jobber~" I purr out with the biggest smile ya all ever saw.

Collared_Brooke: my legs and lower body flop to the mat. My body laying spread out as I lay flat on the mat. You pose above me and dig your boot into me as I lay on the mat. Completely beaten and humiliated