Jasmine's Kiss My Cake Club!

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In this promo segment, the fans in LAW Arena were awaiting the arrival of one of if not the most passionate smother wrestler in LAW. All that they'd been informed of prior was that she had a special announcement to make. But given how much this particular wrestler loved and appealed to the fans, they were all too excited to see the surprise!

Jasmine's 2nd Entrance Theme

Soon, an unfamiliar entrance theme resounded in the arena, but it brought about the appearance of a very familiar wrestler. Jasmine Cake, LAW's one and only Booty Bomber, had just appeared at the top of the ramp! She danced her way down to the ring, shaking and twerking her plump, meaty, jiggly behind every which way. Said behind was covered in smooch-marks of mostly different colors, indicating Jasmine had been facesitting quite a few human thrones today, as usual of course.

Jasmine's New Attire

While Jasmine's attire appeared the same as usual at first glance, a closer look would reveal she was wearing an alternative/updated outfit! There was now a flower symbol in the middle of her emerald crown. She had kickboxing hand wraps and stirrups that matched the rest of her cake frosting/sprinkles-themed attire. She had a jasmine flower at the top of the back of her leotard. And perhaps most interestingly, the words 'KISS MY CAKE' were spelled out in big, orange letters, right on the part of her leotard that barely covered her massive booty!

After causing the audience quite a few arousal-based nosebleeds, from the sexy, captivating moments of her famed and feared derriere, Jasmine would finally end her dance enter the ring. One of the monarch's subjects left the crowd to present Jasmine with a microphone, earning him a kiss on the cheek that sent him staggering out of the ring in a blushing stupor.

"YAAAHOOOOOOOOOOO!" Jasmine yelled, pumping up the cheering crowd. "It's touching to always see so many bright, shining faces, all eager to hear what announcement the ruler of Kingdom Chrysanthemum has to make! My subjects and regular LAW fans alike, each one of you awesome attendees make my day! Alrighty then! Let's end this anticipation and cut to the chase! My alternative entrance music was fitting, given the alternative changes to my wrestling gear. Those words on my leotard aren't there for nothing you know! I'm officially introducing Jasmine Cake's...KISS MY CAKE CLUB, RIGHT HERE AND NOW!"

"Let me explain. This club is an official record of everyone who's ever smooched my BOOTAAY in a very specific way. After I apply lipstick to your lips and have you smooch a good kiss mark right on my sexy keister, then you're inducted in as an official club member! Whether or not I choose to induct any given person into the club is up to my discretion, and the consequences of becoming a member completely depend on the type of member I deem them to be."

"The first type of member is called a Pecker! Peckers are totally willing members consisting of anyone who decides to join my club voluntarily, because they're into kissing butt and getting smothered and whatnot. Peckers are encouraged to kiss my cake and/or receive smother secessions really whenever I feel like it and whenever their willing to do so! Peckers reserve the right to leave the club whenever they want, though I don't think they'd ever lose their taste for LAW's best booty.~ Oh! And the word 'Pecker' is just a moniker. lol Please don't JUST peck my behind. Give it a nice, big smooch!"

"That brings us to the second member type, the Smoocher! Smoochers are reluctant club members who have been made to kiss my cake, only as a consequence of losing to me in a Kiss My Butt match. For those who don't know, this is a match type in which the loser must kiss the winner's keister. Nothing personal bro. Those are just the match rules and whatnot. And I'd just be funning with ya. And to prove this is all in good fun, I'm gonna make the rules for Smoochers as fair as possible. After the initial induction, Smoochers are encouraged to but not required to kiss my cake upon future request. They only have to deal with the fact that they are now considered a member. If they do not wish to remain a member, they can earn their way out of the club in the following ways."

"Smoochers can leave the club by beating or tying with me, or any official or honorary member of my Booty Empresses, in an official match. Melony Peaches and Honie Bea are official stablemates. Gil 'Arma-Gil-O' is an honorary stablemate. You get the drift. Now I suppose it would be unfair of me to expect a jobber or Young Lion/Lioness to be able to do that. So after becoming a member, jobbers can leave my club by winning ANY match. And Young Lionesses/Lions can leave, after graduating from the YL Program. That way, the Kiss My Cake Club can also serve as a motivation to help weaker wrestlers improve! Also, while Smoochers are not free to just leave the club whenever, they may be permitted to leave after they have at least tried to earn their way out using any of the pervious methods first. I mean like, let Cakey and I tease you cuties for a bit before you go. Hehehe."~

"And the third and final member type is the Smacker! Smackers are unwilling club members who I've forced to kiss my cake, as a form of comeuppance for any mean-spirited or malicious behavior towards me, my friends, or any innocents in general. After the initial induction, Smackers are strictly required to kiss my cake upon future demand. Failure to comply with this will result in the Smacker receiving a super fun, super sexy, super forced cake-smothering! As long as they really have it coming, Smackers can be inducted, be made to kiss cake, or get smothered senseless anytime, anywhere, for however long, and all at my personal leisure and discretion! That being said, there are still ways for Smackers to bail themselves out of my club."

"Obviously, some Smackers are expected to resist any demands for my cake to be kissed, along with the consequential penalty smothering. I love to scrap, so Smackers are welcome to square up in defiance and try to smack me. BUTT these Smackers might just end up getting smacked themselves. After all, Dommy Mommy Jasmine does not give up on making her human thrones easy. Hehehe. Though in the theoretical case of a Smacker successfully resisting my dominant dumptruck, I will honor their drive for freedom by permitting them to leave the club. And by "successfully resisting" I mean by fighting back, not by running away like a WUSS. Such WUSS-LIKE behavior will just trigger my smothery instinct to pursue. Smackers can also leave if they manage to beat me or any OFFICAL member of my tag stable in a official match. Honorary members are off the table this time. Finally, if Smackers exhibit GENUINE repentance and seek redemption for whatever they are getting comeuppance for, then they are also off the hook. That way, the Kiss My Cake Club can also serve as a motivation for the sociopaths we have here to turn over a new leaf! Potentially, I mean they are sociopaths after all."

"Welp, I think that wraps up the rules of the Kiss My Cake Club! Feel free to reach out to me, if anyone has anymore questions, or if you'd like to become a willing Pecker member! Regardless of member type, the Booty Bomber's about to get SOOOOOO many new human thrones, butt kissers, and smother toys to play with... MMMMMMMMMMMMMM..."~ Jasmine blushed, hugged herself, closed her heart-eyed eyes, and wiggled her curvy frame, as she hummed and groaned suggestively in the center of the ring. Simply finishing the rules of her sensual club had stimulated her smother-obsession and turned her on. After getting lost in her smother-lust for a good thirty seconds, Jasmine suddenly recalled she needed to finish her announcement.

"......Oh yeah! Haha. One more thing! I still keep a record of all former club members, so even if you successfully leave, your name will still be associated with my club for all eternity." Jasmine chirped quickly. "Okie byyyyyeeeeee! Love you all!" As the fans continued to cheer, Ms. Cake made her leave. She was excited to induct the first official member into her club, whether she'd be pleasuring a Pecker, teasing a Smoocher, or punishing a Smacker!