Pudding Tussle!! Amy Evans vs Odessa Brock!

Odessa managed to flip herself rightside-up in the vanilla pudding, her now doubly-coated body feeling heavy as she now had a double-thick layer of sweet, sticky shell that added several pounds and slowed her down. The thick goop that consumed her up to her waist didn't help either, of course, and she needed to be able to move as Amy was getting up onto the ropes and preparing to come down hard on top of her.

Amy yelled something fairly nonsensical about a Lion joining the fray, which meant nothing to Odessa and sounded more silly than cool, or whatever she had been going for. As the blonde ball of pudding hurtled downward, Odessa would lean back, getting her head and shoulders out of the way, Amy making primary contact with Odessa's tits as she came down flat on top of Odessa, the ebony beauty getting squashed deeper into the pudding on her back! Odessa wouldn't give Amy any time to make a move of her own, though, before she swung a hand up and grabbed the woman's pudding-soaked hair, and then tried to yank her down!

"You seem so much more chipper now, darling..." Odessa would scoff.

More like "pudding down girls," Odessa would say to herself, though it was a little too cheeky for her to say out loud at a moment like this. The woman was being crabby, of course, and was once again trying to deny the fact that she had made several obvious comments based on Odessa's skin color and the fact that she liked it. Odessa knew by this point that Amy said it without even really thinking, so it was some kind of unconscious desire. She would just roll her eyes as she grabbed Amy's shorter hair and dragged her down deeper into the pudding. Not far enough, though, as Amy kept her mouth above the surface as her hands found Odessa's hair, too.

"Ugh...you get so angry about something so simple," Odessa would grunt, as she felt her head jerked around and would sink her fingers deeper into Amy's hair, twisting the pudding-covered golden tresses around her hands a couple of times to secure her hold as she tried to shove Amy's face into the pudding, smothering her in it! "I'm not even thinking less of you for what you were saying, love. And now, as far as my hair goes...seems you're having just as much trouble as me, doesn't it?"

Amy got the pun the second try, which made Odessa snort. That sound turned into a growling groan as the blonde yanked harder on Odessa's hair, shifting around, really using her weight to try to drag Odessa down. A few seconds after Odessa dunked Amy into the pudding, Amy managed to get back up and wrench Odessa down, forcing the British woman's face into the yellowish pudding, Odessa breathing nothing but sloppy dessert for an instant.

She got back up soon enough, and made sure to keep her grip on Amy's hair firm, holding on no matter what the American woman tried to do. "Of course my hair is easier to grab...but I already have my hold on yours, so we're on an even playing field," she would grunt, as she would try to twist Amy down painfully, putting some rotational stress on the woman's neck, before trying to pull Amy's head down underneath her armpit, trying to put her in a semi-side headlock...while once again dunking her face right into the pudding!

"But since my hands are closer to your head, I'm more directly pulling on your scalp. More pain for you." Amy kept on trash talking, and Odessa was more than happy to oblige her. Odessa was going to use her increased leverage on Amy's hair, though, really yanking that scalp to get Amy down underneath her armpit and her face dunked into the pudding again. Odessa would keep her foe there, forcing her to stay in one place while Odessa continued to yank and twist her hair in all directions, trying to maximize the pain that Amy was feeling!

Amy, clearly, knew she had been outmaneuvered, because she changed her tactics. She shifted, yanked Odessa's long white locks, and pulled herself just barely above the surface of the water. And then she let go with one hand, balled it into a fist, and smashed it right into Odessa's belly. The ebony beauty's eyes got a little wider and some spittle flew from her mouth as she felt the air leave her lungs again. But she refused to back down, and so, though she was coughing, she would keep hold of Amy's hair with one hand, while the other would reach down, giving her a couple of hard spanks on her big ass which sent pudding flying everywhere.

Odessa wouldn't just be content with that, though. That hand would grab onto Amy's ass, sliding between her legs, then lift her lower body up into the air, holding her up for a second before trying to piledrive Amy down into the pudding, aiming to bury her as deep as possible, head first!

Amy was so stubborn. Hopefully Odessa's move here would silence her for a while. She was so insistent on one-upping Odessa at every turn, and it was just getting ridiculous at this point, since the woman did not seem willing to extend any respect towards her opponent in this match. "Time...to shut you up, love!" Odessa barked, as she lifted Amy up, interrupting her latest complaint as she slammed her down into the pudding, at least three feet of the stuff swallowing up most of Amy's upper body, leaving her legs upright for a moment before they, too, came crashing down into the pudding!

With Amy stunned and upside-down, Odessa would take a moment to catch her breath, sucking in air, stabilizing her breathing as she would grab onto Amy's legs, pushing them down into the pudding, momentarily submerging her opponent completely. With no sign of the blonde on the surface of the pudding, some in the crowd might get worried about her suffocating—which was a concern, obviously. But Odessa wouldn't let it happen. She reached down, finding Amy's head, and grabbing onto her hair again, yanking her up, trying to take advantage of her stunned state. Odessa would pull Amy's head up out of the pudding, giving her the chance to breathe again, saving her from drowning.

And then, with a yell, Odessa would rush forward and slam Amy's face into the ring canvas, aiming to keep her stunned!