24/7: The Brat Pack (Izzi & Cham Cham) vs. Carmen Rodriguez

Carmen was by no means a light woman. Roughly 170 pounds, more than even most of the guys in the AFW roster. She wouldn't typically shied away from driving all of her weight into an opponent's stomach, fearing the internal damage she might do. But this was a special case. This was King. There were several thing she could think of off-hand that were good enough reason for him to get this sort of treatment, so there wasn't a shadow of regret in her mind.

"You stay down." She gave him a quick stomp to the head and started to moved away from him, looking to see where the Brats had run off to. As dangerous as King was, he wasn't the key to ending this fight - she had to take out the champions to come out of this on top, so drawing a bead on them was a high priority.

King abs was used as a table for that damn girl to stomp down with all her weights pushing deeply into him before she could get off him, coughing in pain as the beast groaning in pain, he barely does anything against the girls, mainly fighting more or less against this girl, which he doesnt know her name or anything, other than wanting to add her in his hit list.

But now it isnt the time to be thinking about that when the girl stomp down on his head adding an insult of pain, he slightly roll away still hurting, not able to get up but was able to get his one arm hanging on the bench press, panting and taking his time to recover as he can, soon she and the Brats are all going down.

Cham Cham was still down, reaching one paw up in the air as she tried to come around from the choke slam she'd taken from King.. Izzi however had had a little more of time to recover. With King down and out of the way for the moment she saw her opportunity to strike. She collected a folded up steel chair that was up against one wall and as Carmen started to try and catch the brats back in her sites she ran over

"YARRRRR!!!" The tiny succubus roared out, her bat wings flapping furiously from her own movements as she charged the Puerto Rican and tried to swing the chair right for her forehead.

Grabbing the chair and coming at Carmen wasn't the worst idea the Brat's had all match. In fact, if they'd done it a little earlier, when she was occupied with King, it quite likely would've worked.

But, instead, Izzi came screaming in so loud that people three building's over could've heard her. So, needless to say, Carmen was ready. She stepped to the side, ducked under the chair shot, and caught Izzi around the chest with her arm while the other pressed around her back. She lifted the wannabe succubus up and threw her down with a relatively weaker version of her finisher, the FInal Round, tossing her right down on top of Cham Cham instead of falling with the move. No need to overdo it with these two.

The chair made a whoosh sound through the air as it swung with malice intent but missed its target, wrong footing the impish kawaii as she was sure the next thing she'd be feeling is the chair clattering against Carmen's skull.

Suddenly Carmen was up against her side, one arm looped around the front of her small chest... She only had enough time to gasp in before the Puerto Rican hoisted her up, the chair falling away out of her hand as she went up. Izzi's legs swung out forwards as Carmen drove her back down right on top of her tag team partner

"UGH!!!" Izzi huffed out, Cham Cham body under jolting upwards like wise with the weight of her partner landing across her torso before coming back down sprawled out under the succubus

Carmen had to pause for a moment - only a moment - as the full weight of what she was about to do came over her. An hour ago, she hadn't even been awake. Now, she'd decked out one of the nastiest wrestlers in the company and was a few seconds away from possibly winning her first championship.

The AFW could be really, really surreal sometimes.

She didn't spare it another thought. Carmen simply dropped down to her knees, laid her body across the Brat's, and waited for the referee to do the rest.

"1...!"

King struggling to get up and even pushing his one hand on the bench press, turning his head to see that girl pinning down on the 'Punk' Pack. "Noo.... damnit...."

He would try pulling his body towards them but stopped to flop down on the floor with a small thud, his head hurts like a motherfucker, his body feeling way heavier than his own weights. He isn't sure he'll stop her from completely pinning them for the win.

Both of the kawaii brats remained piled up on top of each other, Cham Cham letting out a deep huff as Carmen's body weight was added to Izzi's pressing down across her meager chest... Izzi's face piratically stuffed into the side of Carmen's body body, her soft warm pants blowing through her pursed lips up the side of Carmen's ribs and into her armpit. Their bold and seemingly insane plan to initiate their own ambush for the 24/7 belt on a big opponent rather than wait and prepare for an ambush to be sprung upon them looking like it was about to backfire in a big way...

"2...!!" The ref's count continued...

"3...!"

Three. The referee counted to three.

That was what Carmen was aiming for, of course, but the gravity of it only sunk in after the referee had made the final count. She'd won. Her whole life, she'd been chasing after gold. The Olympics? Only got the silver. The WBC Championship? Lost by a hair. She wanted to get a title here in Tension, but she wasn't quite in line for any shots. And, then out of nowhere, the gold found her. It just fell in her lap.

Carmen sat up and looked at the referee, then the camera, then back to the ref, as disbelief came over her face. "That's it? I won?"

The brats remained still underneath Carmen's heavy body.. Izzi's small breasts gently prodding into the Puerto Rican's bust as she sucked in deep breathes of air.. Her pursed lips still blowing into her ribs and armpit...

The ref girl that the brats had brought to the location came over, collecting the 24/7 championship belt from where it had been dropped earlier in one hand. She waited for Carmen to sit up off of the brats before she reached down to take ahold of her wrist and lift the arm into the air

"Winner by pinfall and new Tension 24/7 champion... Carmen Rodrrrrrrrriguezzzzzzz!!!!!" She announced to the camera, perhaps helping it to sink in for Carmen