5 Count Pinfall Match: Pam "The Ham' Poovey vs. Melissa Green

Pam was enjoying hearing the AFW crowd cheer her on and heard some nice "Sploosh!" chants, but then she'd see this sexy Russian woman come to the ring apron to speak to her. "Sploosh..." Pam said out loud before listening to what the woman had to say. "What kinda lesson lady? Did she piss on your face?" Pam said in her usual manner before she'd go on to say. "I'll give her an ass whoopin' but you need to not get involved. Unless you want one too sweet cheeks." Pam said as she kept her eyes on Natasha. The problem with that was this gave Melissa more than enough time to recover and try to get back into the match as Pam got distracted by Natasha.

Natasha laughed at Pam and her threat. Even though she outweighed Natasha by a lot, this was Princess Natasha Rostovik, the finest wrestler in the AFW and certainly she could hold her own against many people.

"I am here to watch ze punishment, and I can see you are ze coarse pig!" referring to her 'piss' comment. Natasha jumped down off the apron and sat on a chair at ringside casually crossing her legs. She waved Pam on to continue the fight. "Giving Melissa ze sweet cheeks sounds an excellent idea"

At this point Melissa had managed to get up and was surprised to see Natasha. "Mistress, why are you out...." Natasha simply raised a finger to shush her. The girl turns back to the huge woman in the middle of the ring and raised her hands. She seemed rejuvenated by the presence of her mistress.

"I am going to..... win. I will sit on you!" she said, even though there was little sign of that at this stage

Pam would see Natasha take a seat ringside, and based on her response to Pam's statement Pam knew that the Princess had a thick Russian accent. Pam couldn't wrap around her head what Natasha meant, but she'd hear Melissa say out loud that she would win. Pam would turn around to see Melissa looking determined for a woman that just took 250 pounds of repeated crotch thrusting to the face. "Alright you little shit, let's see what you got." Pam said waiting for Melissa to do a move. Pam would simply hold out her hand to grip Melissa's head to keep Melissa away to frustrate the prude as a possible counter.

Melissa used the jolt of confidence to charge forward, running straight into Pam's giant mitt. She struggled and kicked against the canvas but hardly had the strength or power to get past Pam who held her at arms length. Melissa swung for Pam with slaps that even if they connected, would have barely even registered with the large woman.

Eventually she stopped and dropped down to her knees, almost exhausted. It was like something from a cartoon, and most of the crowd, even Natasha laughed at the sad display of non wrestling talent. The crowd again started their, "Sploosh" chat, wanting to see Pam literally squash the tiny wrestler

Melissa's futile attempt at offense was rejected entirely as Pam kept the Kawaii wrestler at arm's length. Melissa even tuckered herself out, and everyone in attendance would laugh at Melissa's misfortune, and chant for Pam to "Sploosh" Melissa. Pam would look down at her tired opponent, and say. "I'm starting to wonder how you even got a contract to wrestle here." Pam said before lifting the front of Melissa's shirt over the Kawaii's head to blind her and expose what was underneath her top. Then Pam would try to "Shhhh" the AFW crowd so they could hear the sound from Pam hitting a Frying Pan Chop to Melissa's breasts.

Natasha grinned at the humiliation of Melissa, and applauded when she saw what was coming next. Melissa on the other hand was panting hard, she was completely done and could hardly stand. However having her breasts exposed sent her bright red, hidden thankfully by her top. "My... my.... chest....." she would stammer, which was pretty apt considering she would take the chop.

"AHHHHHHH" Melissa topped to her back and clutched at her small breasts with one hand whilst trying to free herself form her top. She managed to pull it back down her head and was visibly in tears, so humiliated at the fact everyone saw her chest like that, not least because the pain was intense.

"Leave me alone! You fat bully" she shouted out at Pam

Everyone in attendance was having fun at Melissa's expense, but the Kawaii would make a mistake. Melissa would shout at Pam, and call her a "fat bully." Pam would respond by saying. "What did you say twig bitch?" Before running at Melissa with the speed and force of a freight train. Pam would then Jump on top of Melissa to drop to the mat with her weight with a Lou Thesz Press. Pam would then start slapping some respect with front hand and back hand slap to Melissa's face. "Call me fat again, come on!!!" Pam yelled in anger as she repeatedly slapped the taste out of Melissa's mouth.

Melissa soon realized the mistake she had made, she froze with fear and was floored by the big woman. She tried to cover up yelping as Pam unloaded blow after blow. "I'm... sorr.... sorry!" she cried out. Her head rocked back and forth and even Natasha didnt want to see this.

The Russian stood up and moved to the ring apron. "Zat iz enough...!" hoping that Pam would do what she does best which is humiliate and smother the hell out of the Russian's pet. This was not a MMA fight or a beatdown. Melissa was a ball of tears and was desperate to stop being pummeled.

Pam didn't care about what was going on as she beat down Melissa in the center of the ring. Her opponent would begin to cry and Pam would stop pummeling her to say. "I'm athletic. I could even do push ups." Pam said before getting into a push up position on top of Melissa. Pam would then start doing push ups, and every time she went down her breasts would smother Melissa's face for a few seconds before Pam would get back up again every so often.

Melissa was relieved that the beating stopped but she didnt bank on two huge sweaty breasts smooshing her face so soon. "Uummffmmfmf" she mumbled and lay there helpless. It was a double whammy given that Pam's body squashed the air out of her and then her breasts stopped her from breathing back in

Natasha, as the crowd did, loved every moment of it. Even going as far as to start another "Sploosh!" chant which was growing in volume.