Silvia vs Tally

Standard match

Silvia's long sexy legs carried her to the ring, adjusting her glasses confidently. She didn't have much information on the foe, but she knew she used to be a model and no pro career to investigate, so she doubted she'd have much trouble. She slipped into the ring, leaning back on her corner and her big fake tits spreading out as she breathed deep, enjoying the onlookers as they stretched her bikini top, tight spandex pants beneath them above her formal shoes.

As the crowd awaited the newcomer and the music began to play, the audience cheered. Cheering for a match mostly, they did not expect what followed from the backstage of the arena, accompanied by the crunchy rock tune. A plump looking blonde wearing a lacy bra and a bikini bottoms that could not be seen over her round belly. She had sleek opera fingerless gloves that ended in lacey armbands and one sexy garter around her beefy thigh. Despite the gawking, she was still a stunning figure and as she tapped her riding crop against her hand and put on as mean a face as she was able to muster, she jiggled her body seductively and did her best to act like a big bad dom. Though inside she tingled at the thought of a real match, being someone used to the spotlight, she had no problem playing any role. Though not an actress, as a model she was no stranger to pretending to be someone else and her charisma had gotten her through where her looks did not.

she got tothe ring and took a long time entering, wiggling her butt for those who were interested, the slim strand of her g-string hidden behind her plump ass and making her look like she had nothing underneath. Once in she got a look at her opponent. A sexy looking gal with glasses but she cocked her brow. enough years in the business and she could spot a fake set of tits from a mile away. She said nothing and just turned her shapely ass and gave it a little tap with the riding crop before setting it down. "Ready for a little bit of rough and tumble?" She said in a sweet voice. Not really expecting real fighting. She had seen enough 'wrestling' videos to expect nothing more than a little bit of shoving and playing up to the crowd, amybe a little bit of steamy hugging, a flashy move and then it would be over.

Silvia gawked at her butterball of a foe, struggling somewhere between laughing and smirking and maybe gagging a little. They were letting fucking ANYone join this league nowadays.

She cracked her knuckles as the fatty tapped her rump, grinning toothily. "Ready for a big soft punching bag to work some stress out on. And darling, I've got a lot of stress."

She'd fold her glasses up and set them by her ringpost, stretching cooly for a few seconds before the chubby showboat settled in.

She'd let the bell sound and head right for the middle of the ring, arms folded expectantly. She'd throw a backhand slap at her if she saw her attempt some form of attack, but was generally looking to goad the model on.

Tally furrowed her brow at the Brit's comment and goraned audibly. She dismissed it for the moment though and stepped forward when the bell rang. "I'll show you this 'big soft punching back can fight back' Not expecting the slap, Tally would throw her weight into trying to belly slap Slvia and knock her down, or at least make her stumble. If she still took the slap, she would reel and wince and rub her cheek, but otherwise wouldconfident if her own attack was able to move the busty Brit.

"Nnf!" Silvy stumbled to one side, her slap still hitting but surprised by the belly bump. "Cocky little piggie," Silvia sneered, stepping forward and throwing a heavy punch up into the pudgy model's belly, as though trying to punch her belly button out through her back.

Before Tally could even react she heard the words. This time she wanted to actually strike out at the girl but before she could, she felt the punch drive deep into her stomach. She wobbled a bit but didn't fall. She looked up at Silvia. "That... hurt..." She said in shock. "I thought we were just supposed to pretend to wrestle..." She really had no clue about it but despite the pain in her stomachshe reached out to hold onto Silvia's arm and keep it locked in place.

Silvy raised her eyebrows and grinned wicked. "Oh my. You ARE new here..." She would try to remove her hand, but instead grab her by the hair and yank her head down, trying to crash her knee up into her face, or her tits if she resisted too well

Tally did resist but screamed as she was pulled down. The knee slamed into her massive tits and she goraned in pain. This wasn't how it was supposed to go but she growled and suddenly pushed forward, trying to shove Suilvia down to the ground with a hard push. If she succeeded, she would back away and rub her sore tits painfully. "So we really try and hurt each other?" She questioned.

Silvia yelped as she fell backward, landing on her lovely ass but largely unharmed. "No," Silvia said, getting back to her feet as she rubbed her blubbery bosom. "I'M supposed to hurt YOU. You try and resist but you wind up squealing for mercy like a good little piggy, understand?" She'd rush in and try to throw her elbow into her tits as a follow up

Tally was visibly angry at Silvia's comment now and furrowed her brow. When she saw Silvia get up, she swung her beefy arm forward to try and slap Silvia back down to the mat. Despite her efforts it seemed that even if she succeeded, Silvia would also as Tally spent all her effort on her offenseive strike.