Class Acts : The Hoots vs. The Sorority Sisters [FWC]

Brittney and Madison looked on as the pair of cute girls played to the crowd. Brittney was curious about them, and their generous curves and happy attitude had certainly struck a chord with her, not that she would let on to her tag partner. Madison on the other hand was filled with disgust and shook her head from side to side. "OMG are you serious Brittney? WTF!" She was of course referring to Brittney's suggestion of a match against the pair. "I just... they look, I dunno.... fun?" she blurted out, visibly shaken by her partners fierce attitude.

"Look this better not be some ploy to have them both smother you in a pin or something?" Brittney looked wide eyed at the suggestion, and went a bright shade of red. "What? What do you mean?" Madison rolled her eyes. "Oh that's just fucking great! I knew it. I've seen what happens when you fight girls you like... sheesh!" Madison continued to scold her partner for having a weakness for such a move. She turned and moved toward the corner, despite Brittney's protests, "I may as well be fighting a 2v1 here. This is SO lame!"

It was not a great start, there was already division in the team. Yes, it was true, Brittney was the weaker link in matches, namely because her desires got the better of her, but also because she was too weak to stand up to Madison, who bullied her on regular occasions. She really was a prize bitch

As the pair entered the ring to their theme tune, the reaction was decidedly unfavourable. Boo's rang out all around and this only fed Madison's attitude. They had both decided to wear their usual powder blue bikinis that left little to the imagination, and matching boots.

Madison stopped to approach one fan who was virtually hanging over the barrier and took a selfie with him. His face lit up in joy at getting close to such a hot girl. Madison stepped away and played with her phone, a cunning smile on her face. Immediately the screen above the entrance showed the picture she just took, the words HOT with an arrow pointing towards Madison and LOSER! pointing towards the fan. Madison made an L shape on her forehead with her hand and sarcastically waved the fan away.

Brittney followed close behind and although she too engaged in taunting the fans, her eyes were locked on the girls in the ring. Speaking of which, as the entered, it was Madison who grabbed a mic to speak

"OH MY GAWD, what is with those outfits? Are you like really Hooters girls?? You know, men only go to those places because ALL of the girls who work there are basically prostitutes!"

The crowd gave a gasp at the sheer audacity and nerve of the suggestion. Without letting Brittney get a word in, Madison continued.

"And what is with those shorts, trying to hide your fat thighs? Is that the special at Hooters? Instead of chicken breast and thighs, we have ugly, fat breasts and thighs?"

Madison smirked and let the pair respond. Whatever the Sisters were doing, they were not going to win any awards for friendship.

Madison was chief instigator and was loving every minute of the reaction the Hoots were giving. She folded her arms, taking the time to place them under her breasts, perhaps out of some subconscious inferiority complex given her rivals were very blessed in this department. Madison was keen to shine on Haru by motioning to her with the same "loser" gesture that she zinged the crowd member with. She grinned sarcastically at her rivals and turned back to Brittney who had an altogether different expression on her face.

Brittney seemed unimpressed with her tag partners antics. Recently in their matches, she had pulled away from Maddy. Her mean spirited nature was not who Brittney was. She was from a poorer family, and Madison had used this to bully her as much as possible. She had also had to endure Madison's "hazing" which is where she had probably developed her love of being smothered. Even a mean spirited breast smother, is still oddly comforting.

Madison was not happy. "Oh what, like you are too good to join in? Is that it Brittney? You don't like teasing these bitches? WHAT-EVAH!" She was clearly angry and placed her hand up towards Brittney's face. Brittney shook her head and stepped through the ropes. "No, I'm good. I'll start!" She stepped past Madison and bounced a little, setting her focus on Haru. It was a clever move by Madison, perhaps? She wouldnt have to face Haru's anger, but then again, could Brittney handle it. The sisters were literally a tag team in the throws of destruction, they could split at any moment, and it was all down to Madison's spoiled brat attitude..

"And try not to make your only attack shoving your jobber face between her breasts Brittney!" That final comment from Maddy was pure vile hatred and mean. Brittney didnt even turn around to acknowledge it, but inside, it really hurt.

Brittney moved out to middle ring and mouthed, "I'm sorry about her" to Haru before raising her hands to show she was ready to wrestle. The crowd reaching fever pitch at the prospect of a super charged busty throwdown.

Brittney stomped in and locked up. She loved the feeling of Haru against her body, the pair had quite the chests and it was a battle of cup size as much as wills. She struggled and grunted trying not to be too distracted, but it was difficult. The thing was, Madison was right, Brittney did like being smothered, she did often throw matches so she would be the one pinned, again by more than one rival, but she couldnt help it. She loved girls, she loved being submissive, and despite her enjoyment of wrestling, there came a certain point where she would give in and let the rival or rivals have their way with her.

Within the grapple she was enjoying her chat with Haru. "Yeah I know, I hate her! She always humiliates me and after matches.. well... ugh!" She felt like stopping, but somehow she trusted Haru, liked the girl, even though they just met. "She's always smothering me! As practice, she reckons, but its just because I like it and....." Brittney caught herself.

Blatantly giving way her weakness was not the smartest move she ever made.

The sister felt the corner at her back and fortunately it was a neutral corner. She broke off the grapple and raised her hands, forgetting herself that the ref girl would not really get involved as it was technically legal.

Madison on the other hand was being as vile as usual taking the opportunity to berate both Haru and her tag partner. "OMG LOL you two are terrible. I thought Brittney was a jobber but now shes facing an even bigger loooooser!" Hey Hooter tramp, can you, like even do a move that doesn't suck?"

Brittney held her hands up, and let her eyes trail across Haru's generous curves. She blushed again so hard that if blushing was a way to win the match, she would have beaten the Hoots 10 times over! The seductive comment from Haru did nothing to change that. "Oh I did?" Brittney questioned as she replayed the conversation in her head. "Aww crap. I DID! You wouldnt?? Right???" She bit her lip and lowered her hands finally as Madison shook her head and rolled her eyes.

Haru meanwhile turned and gave her a mouthful of abuse that Madison did NOT take kindly to. "OMG, are you for real you slut? Every man on the planet would want me, not some cheap ass ho bag "waitress" like you. I bet you only do that job because you are so poor, living in some crap shack with twenty UG-LY offspring....." Madison was really laying it on thick and it was mean. She flicked her hand around, clicking her fingers like she was a black girl from the Ghetto. There was nothing more sad than a posh white girl who thought she was black. She also knew nothing of Haru, but in her mind she was less than nothing.

Brittney did on the other hand watch the bitching match, and she noticed Haru was completely distracted. The sister moved out and placed her hands straight on Haru's shoulders. With an apology she pulled back and dropped to the canvas. Brittney brought her knees up, hoping to drive Haru onto them for a lungblower backstabber. Ironic really given that backstabbing was Madison's MO. If it worked, Brittney would look to capitalize on the situation, although she was conflicted given how nice Haru was.

The bitch fest between the wrestlers was enjoyed by the crowd who had an interest in keeping it going. It was the sort of fantasy many of them had to see two very buxom wrestlers had a verbal fight before they got down and dirty. Brittney was the quickest to react however and planted Haru. As she scrambled around to her knees, the look on Madison's face was pure joy. "YES! Finally you did something right Brittney. Tag me.. NOW!!" She was condescending and forceful as always, but Madison was not about to let Haru get off this lightly. This was typical of Madison. She never did the dirty work herself, but was happy to take the accolades and praise for any win.

Brittney paused which angered her obnoxious tag partner. "Brittney, do it NOW or else!" She was being a complete spoiled brat and out of a sense of her own preservation, Brittney tagged in Madison who literally burst into the ring. She bent down and grabbed Haru by her lovely soft hair and purposely dragged her to the center of the ring. To make sure Haru stayed down, Madison added some savage looking stomps to Haru's chest and then addressed her tag partner, Caitlyn

"Hey Boobylocks! Say goodnight to your slutty partner!" With that she proceeded to straddle Haru's tummy before attempting to flop down on her in a full body pin. It was obvious what Madison was attempting but she deliberately and slowly made sure the crowd and Caitlyn knew also. The sister propped herself up on her hands, placing them either side of Haru's head and gave one last taunt and to make sure Haru knew what was coming.

"This is what real breasts look like ho-bag!"

With that she dropped and applied a textbook Breast Smother pin to Haru. Madison as cocky and arrogant as always didnt bother securing her rivals hands or anything, instead she just panted like a dog to illustrate how she had all the air in the world, whilst Haru, buried her in her massive cleavage would be taking in a mixture of her tacky cheap perfume and sweat. Not a mixture any human should have to face

The ref girl checked and Madison who was impatient with the delay shouted "Count her you dumb bitch!" With the ref duly slapping the canvas for ONE!

Brittney got out of the ring and stood there looking ashamed of her partners attitude and tried to catch Caitlyn's eye to mouth the word, "sorry" and to also nod her head as if gesturing that the hoot should run in and break the pin, because Brittney wasnt about to stop her. Brittney was daydreaming about Haru's earlier comment and was fantasizing about the Hoots giving her a smother of their own.