Last Drunk Girl Standing Match: Dawn McDowell vs Betty West [D]

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DAWN MCDOWELL VS BETTY WEST
Drunken Last Woman Standing Match
No disqualification, match to be won by forcing the other girl to drink so much, by pinfall or submission, that she is unable to answer a ten-count afterward.



This was the night: Betty West’s big debut in LAW! The young American indie darling had no idea what she could expect for her first tour of Japan, but she was looking forward to it. The girl was a bundle of nerves backstage, but a couple of shots took care of that. This raised some eyebrows backstage, considering the match she was up for, in her debut: a drunken Last Woman Standing Match, where the loser would be the girl who got too drunk to get up! Of course, Betty mused to herself, those people had never partied with her!

Betty took her cue and burst out on the entrance ramp. Betty greeted the fans with a huge grin, raising her arms high and showing off a little for them. Her cute body, wrapped up in her tight red ring gear, got some cheers from the fans. Many, however, made note of what was in her hand: a full six-pack, ready to be toted down to the ring.

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Betty waved at fans, and high-fived the few that came close enough to her. Catching a camera getting close, she blew a kiss to the fans at home, shimmying her shoulders as she played up the party girl persona. IF she was honest with herself, Betty was already feeling a bit of a buzz.

Rolling into the ring, Betty left her six pack in the corner as she climbed the turnbuckle and presented herself once more to the fans. With a wide grin, she raised her hands and thrust her chest forward. Welcoming the cheers with two outstretched hands and a wild smile, Betty let the music and the rush of the crowd wash over her, before dropping down and waiting for her opponent.

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"Wait. So... All I have to do is not get drunk?" Asked Dawn tepidly. Of course, only an idiot would believe it would be that easy. "I can't believe it! This'll be easy! I don't even drink! This match is in the bag!" Dawn might be dumb... But in that regard, she was refreshingly consistent...
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Dawn's music hit! Well... Not Dawn's. She didn't have her own music. But -A- music hit! Cuing the indebted darling to emerge onto the ramp! She greeted the audience with a wave and a smile that was the result of her overabundant confidence! This match was made for her to win! She almost felt bad for her opponent!

She wore her standard attire, a red bodysuit that hugged her young curves tightly. It contrasted brilliantly against her porcelain pale skin and accentuated her bright red hair! She was a beautiful girl, even if she was a little bit chubbier than the typical models that battled within the confines of the LAW ring. The bodysuit left her supple thighs exposed. It also helped to emphasize her round, thick ass. As it was nearly completely exposed, pooling about the hem of the hem of the flattering attire. The audience roared their approval as it shook and quivered with every step she took.

Dawn

"This match is a Drunken Last Woman Standing Match! Scheduled for one fall by ten count only under party rules! Representing Hokkaido University! Weighing in at She Made Me Promise Not To Tell!! DAWN McDOWELL!!!"

Dawn McDowell she sat upon the ring apron gingerly. She then made her way in between the ropes and threw her hands up, soaking in the cheers, whistling, and misunderstood cat calls! The motion caused her enormous breasts to bounce, eliciting another lascivious eruptions of cheers!

Dawn turned towards her opponent just as the announcer did, preparing to introduce her to the adoring fans and Dawn both! She gave a sheepish little finger wave towards Betty.

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Betty paced in a small circle around the ring, grinning as she waited for her opponent. She was hoping for somebody kind of cute. She was totally out to win this match, but with a stipulation like this, there was no reason it couldn’t be a little fun, right? Fortunately, when Dawn appeared on the entrance ramp, she did not disappoint.

“Wow,” Betty grinned, watching the curvy young girl nervously make her way down the ramp, little sweater clinging to her body as she bounced down the ramp. “Okay, you ready to do this? Gonna have to warn you, I’ve been doing a little pre-gaming, so I’m more than ready to go!” Betty would extend a hand toward Dawn for a good, firm handshake. If accepted, Betty would smile at the girl before breaking away, and limbering up. Otherwise, Betty would just toss her hair and get herself ‘into character.’

Betty bounced on her heels, her lithe figure hitting the mat and bouncing back and forth. Her skimpy ring gear shifted and bounced with her, seeming to struggle to keep her contained, but she hardly noticed. Instead, she kept a keen eye on Dawn, wanting to lock up with the girl and get this contest started. From the catcalls and shouts of the fans, Betty could tell how eager they were to get things started. The boozy brawler made no effort to hide her glances at the drinks at ringside, revealing how eager she was, herself!

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"I'm always ready!" She shouted enthusiastically in response to Betty. That was... Kind of true. She was always enthusiastic, that was true! But her record reflected that she was... Seldom ready for what she was about to participate in. Or rather... Endure. "You're awfully pretty miss West. Let's have a good match, okay?"

That said, Dawn took Betty's hand and gave it an enthusiastic shake! Her hands were soft. There was something delicate and weak about them. They weren't the hands one might expect from a grappler or, god forbid, a professional wrestler. In fact. Everything about Dawn seemed a bit soft. From her full hips to her heavy round breasts. She seemed warm and comforting. The type of body you'd like to sink your face into.

Dawn backed away into her neutral corner as Betty did. Not because that was the way things were supposed to be, but because she was mimicking her opponent with the trepidation of a bridesmaid who missed the rehearsal dinner. Betty was limbering up... And so Dawn did too. With much less athleticism, but just as much bounce!

The bell rang and Dawn closed her eyes. "Okay! Here we go!" She called out, opening her eyes and charging towards Betty with abandon! She didn't have a move in mind... She hoped it would come to her before one came to Betty!

...It probably wouldn't...

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“Heheh, cool,” Betty said, brushing some loose strands of hair away from her face and behind her ear. The young brawler circled her opponent as they waited for the match to start, taking the full measure of her. Dawn was bigger than her by a wide margin (hah), but Betty didn’t feel like it was the kind of weight difference that was going to put her at a disadvantage. A suspicion that would be confirmed when the curvy girl would come flying at her!

Betty’s eyes widened a little bit as she took in the sight of Dawn’s incoming rush, body bouncing at her with no visible signs of a plan, no real violent intent, just a sense of wanting to start the fight. Seeing this, Betty planted her feet, went low, and waited for Dawn’s incoming run to close the distance.

As soon as Dawn was close enough, Betty would flex her legs, throw herself up in the air, and meet her with a standing dropkick! Betty would thrust both legs forward as she turned sideways in the air. Not usually a high-flyer, Betty wanted to show off, and give the LAW fans something to talk about for her very first move of her very first show. Boots sinking deep into Dawn’s tender bust, Betty tried to stomp down her ample breasts and knock the wind out of her, wanting to cut this incoming rush off as best she could and start the match in dominant fashion!

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"HIYAAAA!" She screamed as she charged at Betty. She had seen lots of girls scream Hiya as they delivered a move and it seemed effective! Her intent was to deliver a body splash to her smaller opponent! To crush her with her heavy orbs! Just the night before she'd watched a woman destroy a watermelon with just one of her breasts! It had inspired her! She pulled back both of her arms and tensed her legs in preparation for what she was confident would be devastation!

Betty of course was already in the air. Her knees tucked in tight and spring-loaded. Dawn might have seen it if she wasn't in the midst of a flashback of last night's Youtube rabbit hole.

"BUH!" She barked as she thrust herself tits first into Betty's expertly delivered dropkick! Her boots sinking up to their ankles in titflesh as the harsh soles pierced all the way to her ribcage! The impact sent Dawn tumbling backwards head over heels as her arms instinctively snapped to her battered boobies!

Her tumble came to a stop near the other side of the ring, where she was left coddling her poor sweater puppies. Her sensitive breasts ached and throbbed terribly. She was confident now that the watermelon plan had not been a good one... She coughed and gasped from the burning in her lungs! She'd been hit in the belly before... But this was... So much worse! She'd been left dizzy from the series of tumbles and found herself staring up at the lights with unfocused eyes.

"Oeee...Ahn..." She mumbled incoherently as her brain, as soft as her body, tried to reboot.

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The dropkick connected and knocked Dawn flat to the mat. The poor girl had gone down in a mess of coughs and flailing curves, and from the roar of the fans, Betty felt like she must have done good. Honestly, the amount of momentum that Dawn had come charging in with had been substantial, and Betty’s legs felt it in the impact. Still, the solid hit stopped the girl cold, and Betty came out of it perfectly, shoving off those massive breasts and flipping in the air like a bird. Betty smirked as she pushed herself back up to her feet, circling around Dawn as she sized up the poor girl.

“I’m kind of sorry about that, sort of,” Betty said, with a wink and a shrug, “but it would be kind of super hard to not hit those things …” Betty wasn’t about to just rest on one good hit, however, stepping around Dawn, looking her over, then readying to move into her next attack. Dawn looked out of it, completely staggered, while Betty felt fresh as a Daisy. The brawler was ready to keep moving, her perky body bouncing on her heels as she got ready for the next stage in her offense. Pulling an arm up, Betty cocked an elbow, and swung downward … ready to slam into Dawn’s upper chest with a brutal elbow drop!

However, the party girl wouldn’t stop there. If she connected with that blow, she’d roll off, and go for another. Then another, the third elbow drop aimed square at the top of Dawn’s incredibly bouncy bosom, where Betty would take a moment to rest, and maybe even let the referee start a pin count …

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Dawn was seeing birdies from her new home on the canvas. Betty's boots had practically pierced through her! They'd knocked the wind straight out of her and left her cradling her battered bosom in a helpless heap. The pain-induced haze that clouded her mind began to clear just as Betty delivered her apology.

"Ahn... It's... Okay." She panted out as she began to stir. "I mnnn... I ran into you." She confessed. Her plan to surprise Betty hadn't panned out the way she'd expected it too. But she couldn't just lay here and take it. Step 1 of her comeback was to locate Ms. West. Now just where had she gone... Dawn scanned the horizon and found the canvas completely clear of the girl's boots.

"Huh?" She asked moments before seeing Betty come in from above. "C-clever girl..." She relented.

Betty's airborne elbow slammed into her bust! The cruel bone practically inverting one of her covered nipples as it drove the air out of Dawn again! "ACK!" She cried out, coughing as her lungs were forced free of air. She didn't even have time to protect herself before a second blow found her other breast, ensuring that it wasn't left out!

Her lower body jackknifed from the blow. And as her butt hit the canvas, the third elbow dropped, sending her generous chest bouncing as Dawn was left coughing and panting. Her hands clutched her poor boobs as the ref began to count!

"1!... 2!.." Dawn would offer no resistance, her eyes tearing slightly from the beating her poor girls had taken. And holding true to her jobber nature... It looked like she was going to take an early pinfall.

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Betty did not have a hard time settling in on top of her cushy opponent following the elbow drop, settling into the pinfall right out of her elbow drop with a sly smirk. Betty didn’t expect the pin attempt to get her anywhere. Mostly, she usually saw a move like this being done by wrestlers who were trying to play to the fans, maybe get a rise out of their opponent with a bit of a cocky attitude. Betty’s eyes opened wide in surprise, however, as the heard the count get higher.

“THREE!”

“Wow, really?” Betty gasped, looking down at poor Dawn’s miserable face. “Huh!” Betty thought for a moment that if this had been a regular match, her debut would have ended just like that. She almost felt like she was taking advantage of her poor foe. After all, Dawn seemed like a real sweetie, especially for someone who had just had their massive jugs mercilessly squashed not just once, but twice by a chick she was trying to fight. Still, instead of straight up losing the match, Dawn was going to have to take a drink, and the bout would continue … but it was still remarkable. The young American pushed herself up to her knees, and shrugged.

“Bottom’s up, cutie!” Betty teased, looking down at Dawn and trying to size her up. The girl was thick, in the best way … but how could she hold her booze? Betty was a little jealous, but as the official brought Dawn her first drink of the night, she stared intently with a raised eyebrow. How was this going to go, she wondered …

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"ohhhh... What hit me..." She whined as the three count came down and caused the referee to call the first fall of the match. Her tits ached terribly as a consequence of Betty West's brutal breast attacks. She had been pinned almost as quickly as she'd entered the ring. Even the ref girl looked disappointed in her.

"I... Lost again, didn't I?" She looked up to Betty as she rightfully stood above her. She couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by a sense of shame and disappointment. Dawn didn't ever really... Win. But gosh. She normally put up more of a fight than this... At least for now it was over. She'd have to return to the back and lick her wounds. A hot shower would be a nice way to start...

"In accordance with the rules, Dawn-Senshu will now have to take a drink!" Announced the ref girl, microphone in hand.

"Wait, what?" Her eyes went wide as she looked between the ref girl and Betty... And then the shot that she had in her hand. "Oh... Oh gosh." Somehow... Even this humiliating defeat had been too good to be true.

She slowly pushed herself back to her feet and nodded. "O-Okay. I'll do it!" She said with vigor, as if she had a choice.

"Cheers, Ms. West!" She smiled sheepishly to her opponent before accepting the shot and downing it without even asking what it contained! Her throat burned immediately... Oh no!