Gabi Green vs Calista Petridis - It Buckets Down In Amazônia

[Jaystar]

Gabi Green vs Calista Petridis
Beachside Oil Match
Match location: Beachside ring with proper ropes and turnbuckles, with plenty of buckets full of oil scattered around the mats
Victory via submission only


Gabi was pretty excited. She was about to get to try out an oil wrestling match in LAW for the first time! And on a pleasant summer day at a beachside venue even... Getting to call rolling around in some oil for a bit while enjoying a day on the beach her job? Gabi couldn't believe how lucky she was!

Granted, her previous outing on a beachside match had been pretty much a disaster though... Well, from Gabi's own performance point of view. She had essentially gotten hoplessly squashed by an insanely strong lightweight opponent... And it wasn't exactly something to look proudly back on, even if the crowds had certainly been enjoying of the show.

But then again, wasn't it a good thing to get another chance so quickly? And this time in oil, and more importantly, a different opponent... Someone that Gabi had understood to be a pretty green rookie in LAW too. Perhaps today was her opportunity to shine... Both figuratively and literally!

Gabi's Oil Match Look

Entrance theme: Anitta feat. Jhama - Essa Mina É Louca

Stepping confidently into the ring between the ropes, the Brazilian took care to let everyone in the crowds get a good look at her attire chosen for this oil match from all the different angles to the beats of her entrance theme. And yes, she knew very well that they were going to love it... The more interesting question actually was, how would her opponent feel about it? And what had they been deciding to wear for this occasion anyway?

Parading around the ring for a moment, Gabi took care to note the plentiful buckets of oil supplied for the match. She did also note that there was essentially no oil on the mat itself yet... Likely, it was the job of the competitors of the day to make things more slippery. Taking on the duty, as the Brazilian proceeded to her corner for some usual pre-match stretching of hers, she also picked up one bucket of oil and started gradually pouring some lubrication rather liberally all over her curves, letting some oil spill onto the mat around her corner in the process too, while waiting for her opponent to make her appearance.

[RockRye]

Calista Petridis strode toward the makeshift ring set up on the beach, her steps steady despite the warm sand shifting beneath her feet. The sun shone brightly overhead, glinting off the green bikini she had chosen for the match. It was a favorite of hers, not just because of the flattering way it hugged her curves, but because it gave her confidence. The snug fabric showcased her beach-toned physique: the fullness of her chest, the sharp lines of her abs, the powerful shape of her legs, and the athletic grace of her arms and shoulders.

Calista

She’d been prepared for this, but then she had learned who her opponent was: Gabi Green. A name synonymous with erotic wrestling, her research informed her. Gabi was infamous for engaging in matches far more provocative than competitive. The knowledge of her opponent’s reputation had rattled Calista at first, but she’d steeled herself. She could handle this.

She’d learned a lot from her first oil match, an unofficial affair that had taught her how to move, how to balance, and how to stay focused despite the sensory overload the slick surface offered. Besides, they were scheduled for a submission match, one of Calista's specialties and not at all one that specifically lent itself to sexuality. She wouldn’t let the oil, or Gabi’s reputation, get in her head.

At least, that had been the plan.

As Calista approached the ring, weaving her way past clusters of beachgoers and fans, she found herself momentarily distracted by the growing attention. A few spectators cheered her name, and she paused to wave, her aspiring movie-star heart skipping with delight at being recognized. The thrill of knowing LAW had such a reach filled her chest, and for a moment, her focus was squarely on her audience.

But the moment she rounded the last seating area and caught sight of the ring, all her composure evaporated.

There, standing at the far corner of the oiled ring, was Gabi Green.

Calista froze mid-step, her hand half-extended toward the ropes. Her mouth fell open. She had known Gabi was provocative, but nothing could have prepared her for this.

Gabi was a vision of unapologetic sensuality. Her slingshot bikini, if it could even be called that, barely clung to her body, the thin strings and minuscule fabric leaving nothing to the imagination. Her curves gleamed under the sun, impossibly smooth and seemingly sculpted to perfection. Her hourglass figure was dazzling, and every shift of her body, no matter how slight, revealed some new picturesque aspect of her figure.

And then, as if to hammer the point home, Gabi reached for a bucket perched near the turnbuckle, lifting it high.

Calista’s stomach dropped as she watched, wide-eyed, while Gabi tipped the bucket and poured oil down her own body. The liquid caught the sunlight, turning her into a living, shimmering statue. It ran down her shoulders, over the swell of her chest, and along the dips of her waist and hips, pooling at her feet.

It wasn’t just provocative. It was downright mesmerizing.

Calista blinked, her thoughts scattering as she clutched the ropes for support. The idea of a straightforward submission match suddenly felt like a cruel joke. How was she supposed to keep her focus when her opponent was not only flaunting every asset but actively turning the match into a spectacle before it even began?

The crowd was eating it up, their cheers and whistles echoing across the beach. Calista’s cheeks burned as she realized she was just standing there, gaping like a rookie seeing a ring for the first time. She snapped her mouth shut, shaking her head in an attempt to pull herself together.

She’s just another opponent, she told herself firmly, though her heart was racing. You’ve got this. You’ve trained for this. You can handle this.

Still, as she finally climbed onto the ring apron and slipped through the ropes, her gaze kept flickering to Gabi. The oil, the slingshot bikini, the confidence. Everything about her was designed to throw someone off their game. And judging by Calista’s faltering composure, it was working.

[Jaystar]

Gabi was given rather ample time for her usual pre-match stretches - and the accompanying oiling up this time - clearly much to the crowds' pleasure. The organizers obviously knew what they were doing here, and getting to enjoy the sight of the curvy Brazilian wrestler clad in her extraordinary attire was something that surely wouldn't leave any audience member unimpressed.

Or if it would, they were certainly finding themselves in a completely wrong place, with a lot of money wasted.

In any case, the barely green-clad contender was finally getting satisfied with the lubrication process, when she suddenly detected the crowds' attention shifting away from her. Apparently, her opponent was making her way over. And gaining quite a bit of attention too... And while that was perfectly normal, for some reason, Gabi got this urge to compete. Compete for the said attention... And thus, the Brazilian picked up another bucket, this time pouring it even more liberally all over herself, as if to make sure she'd catch everyone's attention.

Turns out she did, and not least the one of her opponent's. Apparently, she had even stopped her progress with making her way into the ring, simply having grabbed hold of the ropes and observing Gabi's actions, as if this was the first time she saw anything like that... And heck, maybe it even was, considering the reports of her being a rookie that Gabi had received. Perhaps the Brazilian was indeed being the favorite on this beach today...

Finally, Calista stepped into the ring though, regaining a large share of the attention once again. And frankly, while Gabi did like what she saw... She also realized that she liked it a bit too much. Or to be more precise... She realized that the crowds were going to like what they saw a bit too much.
Essentially, what everyone could see was an adorable wrestler with an incredibly hot body... Curves in all the right places, deliciously thick in all the right areas... And clad in a very similar, skimpy green attire to Gabi's own. Sure, not that provocative perhaps... But still a sure-fire crowd favorite. Simply, Calista was a guaranteed 10/10... And on top of that, insanely beautiful as well.

What followed was a very odd, very unfamiliar feeling for Gabi. She was actually getting jealous.

It was almost as if the girl that had stepped into the ring was much like Gabi... But an improved, more adorable, and likely more popular version of her too. Mimicking her curves, looks and attire, but in a more delicate, compact and beautiful package. If Gabi was 10/10, she was 12/10.

Damn. She really wanted to beat this adorable rookie up.

Of course, fully in the spirit of this match, that was. After all, Gabi could detect that she held some size advantage over Calista, and was likely to hold the raw physical edge over her, despite the Sylph's perfect body. Also, there was this air of innocence that somehow surrounded her... And anyone who was familiar with Gabi was going to know that innocent girls could rarely keep up with her extravagant and unashamed nature in the ring.

Gabi could see Calista's hesitance over approaching her, and engaging with any of the oil too. Clearly, she could already start playing mind games with the gingerhead... "Hey there... Don't be shy, oil yourself up!" the Brazilian began addressing her opponent while starting to make her way across the ring. Slowing down in the middle though, she decided to wait for a moment to see how Calista would be reacting to her words. "Go on, I'll be ready when you are!" the Brazilian continued with an air of challenge, and some impatience evident in her tone.

[RockRye]

Calista had to steady herself, force her breathing into a semblance of calm as Gabi’s presence loomed over the ring. She couldn’t let her nerves get the better of her, not with the crowd watching, not with Gabi’s piercing gaze fixed on her. Her pulse quickened, but she reminded herself... she was an actress. She could play the part. She had to play the part. Still, her hesitation once in the ring was brief, but it lingered just long enough to reveal the effect Gabi had on her. Anyone observant would have noticed it. But surely even fey creatures could be momentarily stunned by such beauty. It was understandable. Right? Right.

As she straightened, Calista donned her signature, playful air of bravado, though it felt a little shakier than usual. Her gaze flicked over Gabi cautiously, but she quickly busied herself with adjusting her green bikini, brushing off the warmth blooming in her cheeks. When Gabi moved closer, the effect was magnetic. There was no other word for it. Calista had never seen a body like hers in person, much less one coated in oil, and certainly not one ready to engage with Calista in this kind of intimate, slippery battle.

For the briefest moment, she wondered if anyone else felt the same pull, or if this was just another day at LAW. Could they see how utterly captivating Gabi was? Could they hear Calista’s heart pounding in her chest?

As Gabi addressed her, Calista realized she was staring almost past her in her attempt to avoid staring at the other woman's body. She snapped herself out of it and quickly found her footing, her voice slipping into a honeyed, teasing tone. "My, my," she began, letting the confidence seep back into her words, "you’re awfully eager to get beaten, aren’t you? Take it eeeeasy, Gabi. I wouldn’t want you to miss the full show."

With that, Calista turned on her heel and made her way to her corner. It was almost a relief to look away from the gorgeous woman, at least for a second. But her gaze fell to the bucket of oil waiting for her, and her smile faltered ever so slightly. A bucket. This wasn’t like her private oil match, with bottles and angry tension involved. Now, she had to face the crowd under the revealing sun.

She crouched, dipping her hands into the thick, glistening substance. It was warm, almost soothing against her skin, but the task ahead still made her hesitate. With a deep breath, she started with her chest, slathering the oil over her full, round curves in slow, deliberate movements. The crowd’s reaction was immediate, a mix of cheers, whistles, and catcalls.

Heat bloomed in her cheeks again, but this time she embraced it. She tilted her head back, letting the sunlight catch the oil as it began to glisten on her skin. She dragged her hands down to her toned stomach, then over her shoulders and arms, working it in with a mix of practicality and allure, taking her time... perhaps too much of it.

[Jaystar]

Gabi wasn't completely sure of what she was seeing in front of her. What was going through this girl's mind? At times, she appeared awfully preoccupied by something... Almost as if being somehow troubled over what she was seeing in Gabi, or forming up some kind of strategy real-time inside her head... But then again, it didn't seem to take a lot for her to snap herself back out of that and into action - and accompanied by some pretty boastful words at that too.

Not that Gabi would have considered any of Calista's words to have been particularly outrageous ones, or anything that would have been somehow misplaced in regular pre-match banter. But for some reason, the degree of arrogance that one could hear in the Sylph's tone did manage to irk the Brazilian quite a bit... And she was becoming increasingly determined to not be left on second place even with some verbal games.

"Eager to get beaten? By whom?" the green-clad girl began in a rather fake, clueless tone. "But you seem to be already begging me to take things easy on you, no?" she continued in a more teasing tone now, while taking some further steps towards her enchanting opponent. By then, the tone of her words had already turned into a rather boastful, taunting one. "And I believe the only reason I will be missing the show is how quickly I'll be getting you to cry for submission, little girl." Raising her hands on her hips, Gabi was started to get pretty satisified with her comeback!

What she was getting less satisfied with though was the way in which Calista had gone on with applying the oil on herself. Yes, Gabi wasn't the one having any moral high ground here to make any complaints here whatsoever, particularly considering the way in which she had just proceeded to do the similar task herself moments before... But Calista was being slow. And Gabi thought she knew exactly why she was being so slow.

And that sparked up the Brazilian's irritation to all new levels. Yes, this gorgeous, beautiful, curvy, gingerhead goddess was playing right into the crowds' desires, letting them have their eyes stuck and minds drooling over every inch of her skin that became shinier by the subtle, yet delicate application of oil. All of the cameras were eating this up, and the longer this went on, the more people would forger that Gabi even existed there... Ot that's at least what the Brazilian was fearing for. In reality, perhaps the sight of the curvy heavyweight in her extraordinary attire wasn't exactly all that easy to forget.

In any case, Gabi had enough.

"Come on, we don't have time for this, this is ridiculous..." The Brazilian suddenly shifted her focus towards the referee, pointing at her own wrist as if it had a watch on it. "Just get the match going..." she kept on complaining, not sure if Calista, who was heavily preoccupied with looking good while applying lubrication on herself, could exactly overhear her words or not. At first, the referee clearly looked a bit confused... But then apparently decided that she had no reason to ignore Gabi's words. Promptly, she proceeded to call for the match to start, causing the bell to ring!

*DING!*

Wasting no time, the Brazilian sprung into action. Picking up a bucket of oil the closest to her, Amor da Amazônia then closed in rapidly on Calista who was merely few steps away any longer, and pouring all the oil in the bucket rather violently right on top of her! The poor Sylph's ginger hair was going to get soaked in the oil, with the lubrication getting doused all over her green bikini and curves as well, the smaller girl immediately surely becoming drippingly slippery all over! "It's not sunscreen, you moron!"

But Gabi's attack wasn't going to end there just yet. Wanting to take advantage of Calista's likely bafflement over the sudden situation, the Brazilian wanted to push her hard against the corner, take support with her hands from the top ropes on each side of the beautiful Sylph, and jump up so that her thick legs would land on the middle ropes, her green-clad crotch smashing against gingerhead's midsection, and then lock her ankles together on the other side of the ringpost to apply a devastating squeeze with her thick thighs pressing around Calista's sides, while pressing her backside tightly against the cornerpost as well!

Gabi wasn't sure how long she would be allowed to keep this move up, but that didn't matter. What she wanted to do here was to prove Calista just what she was dealing with here, and to take the command over her beautiful opponent right from the start!