"Oh no Mr. Yamaguchi! Make sure to get lots of rest and drink lots of fluids, okay! I've gotta go get ready to help this new act debut! Gosh! I remember my first mat-*Click* Mr. Yamaguchi? Oh gosh... I hope that sweet old man is okay!"
And with that, sweet Dawn reported to the locker room in order to get ready for her next completely normal, definitely not humiliatingly outmatched competition! She looked at the attire that had been helpfully labeled "Dawn" by Mr. Yamaguchi's associate and frowned. "Just remember Dawn. It's for your family! And for the eager young wrestler you're about to help debut!"
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Dawn's music hit! Well... Not Dawn's. She didn't have her own music. But SOME music hit! Cuing the indebted darling to emerge onto the ramp! She greeted the audience with a wave and a smile that didn't completely hide just how embarrassed she was. Her cheeks were as red as her hair. The attire Mr. Yamaguchi had selected for her was ill fitting... To say the least.
She wore the purest of white, outlined with red. The top was flimsy white cloth that barely held her heavy tits. Her cleavage was exposed by a red heart window. She was confident that any amount of moisture would make the material sheer and expose her pale pink nipples. She'd just have to avoid that at all costs, she'd told herself in the back.
Her soft belly was completely exposed. A pair of tied-on panties secured her modesty, barely. But exposed all of her bikini line. She was thankful that she always groomed completely before a match. She didn't think it would come up as often as it did... In a way, she was lucky. The material clung tightly to her plump sex and made her acutely aware that any spreading of her legs would expose her. She'd just have to avoid that at all costs, she'd told herself in the back, for the second time.
A cute ruffled band was secured around one of her thighs, just above the pure white thigh highs that his the rest of her legs. Rather than cover, they made her supple thighs feel more exposed. They also helped to emphasize her round, thick ass. As it was completely exposed, only the most integral of areas was covered by the flimsy red string of her bottoms. The audience roared their approval as it shook and quivered with every step she took.
Dawn
"Handicap match? What's that mean?" Asked Dawn McDowell to no one in particular as she sat upon the ring apron gingerly. She made her way inbetween 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!