Shark in Royal Waters- Boneshark vs The Booty Empresses

[Aeri]

Boneshark vs The Booty Empresses.
Handicap Match - POW stipulation.
Winner can be determined by making the loser submit, knocking them out, or pinning them for a count of three.

“Country roadddsss, take me hoooomeee.. to the plaaaceee that I belonggg.. West Virginia.. mountain mama.. t-“

“Mr Boneshark, sir?“

Charlie paused mid song. The guy had good pipes, and he was putting them to work, but.. maybe not the time. As he stood, he was singing with nobody in particular, to nobody in particular, just in his locker room, warming up before his next match up with someone called the.. Booty Empress?

Helluva name, that’s for sure. Honestly, if he came to the ring and she had a flat ass, he would be disappointed.. not that he really cared too much about who he’s fighting’s ass would look like.

..

Okay that’s a lie, he loved derrière, but it was still a ring damn it! The size of someone’s booty didn’t matter out there- he would know, he had a pretty good one attached to him.. if he did say so himself. But anyways, now to address the interruption.

..

……

“WHAT?”

“I’m very sorry sir, it was the fault of our intern! He mistakenly wrote it down as a single match, but it’s a handicap POW match..”

“Against.. Booty.. Empresses? POW? How does that even work?“

“Well you see sir, they tag ou-“

“Oh can it, I know how it works!”

With a bit of shooing, Charlie grumbled and got back to his tablet. Time to research, he supposed. And what he found..? His prior two opponents.. the wolf and the bear were fairly new. Not to say they weren’t accomplished in their own rights, but in terms of their career at LAW, they didn’t have more than a handful of matches, in fact.. the bear may have been a double debut. But the Empresses.. were two old heads at LAW, with the addition of a new one recently..

That kinda settled it in his book, he was up against veterans of LAW. They didn’t seem to be heels so he could rule out cheating- he did not want to be at the mercy of women that went for the crotch- but it was a bit of an issue regardless.

However.. Charlie was seeing something that kinda hit him the wrong was. He was scheduled against TWO, not three. In his very respectful opinion, that was bullshit and he intended to fix that up.

— — — — —

As his theme played and the shark entered the arena, Charlie wasted no time bouncing over to the actual ring. The crowd had started to know him now, and there was a fair bit of jeers and boos as to how he had treated his last opponent in his entry..

“Oh come on, she deserved it for talking smack about me backstage!”

He’d grouch about it, but it wasn’t heard by too many. Still, another day, another match and he felt like he was sullying the Empresses reputation if he focused on the happenstances of his previous match as compared to what was going on in the here and now, right? He’d lightly rest his fingers against the palm of his hands, and then wave his hands to get some quiet.

“So! Folks that came out to watch a handicap match! Aint ya think this feels a little.. incomplete? Y’see, the beautiful.. Booty Empresses.., come in a pair! I’m set up against.. a lovely miss Peaches, and miss Bea, but what’s a lovely watermelon and honey drink without some sweet and in this case- savoury- cake to compliment it?

I say, let all THREE of them come! It’s all the same to me, and that way I can see what the full strength of one of LAW’s finest tag teams has got to show me!”

He’d let the mic drop. Standing there, nigh shirtless, chiseled figure, tattoos over his legs, body paint covering his chest and his mask over his mouth- adding to the fact that he was five inches bigger than the biggest one of his opponents, Charlie looked straight like a monster.. and some of the crowd was starting to believe.. maybe his confidence wasn’t misplaced after all?

A silence fell about the crowd.

The answer awaited.

[dddybee]

All three of the Booty Empresses were backstage, pondering on the type of match they had been put into this time. For some reason, management had selected this Charlie guy to face two of the Empresses in a handicap POW tag match. Given that the Booty Empresses were the number one contenders for the tag titles, it seemed kind of unfair of management to pitch one wrestler against two of them. Honie and Melony didn't really wanna beat on someone 2v1 unless they had it coming, and they were the two Empresses scheduled to fight Charlie tonight.

"It's just so odd. My first match tagging with you Honie, and they want someone to face us in a handicap POW tag match?" Melony pondered. "It just...doesn't seem very merciful."

"Or heroic." Honie added. "I don't know anything about our opponent. Is Charlie like...a bad guy or something? Buzz? Not like Arachne, like a bad BAD guy? Because if he isn't, we can't just tear him apart."

"Eh, come guys. You're overthinking it." Jasmine insisted. "You don't have to brutalize him or anything. Just kick his butt, smother him silly, and bring home a new human smother toy for Mommy Jasmine! After all, Mommy hasn't had a new one in like...a couple of days. And this one looks kinda cute! Bet he'll love it anyway. Hehehe."~

Before the Booty Empresses could discuss any further, Charlie entered LAW Arena, went to the ring, and started talking to the crowd. Despite Honie and Melony's concerns, the hardy shark-themed wrestler didn't show any fear at the prospect of facing them in a handicap match. In fact, he boldly declared that he desired to face all three Booty Empresses, Jasmine included! Jasmine was the roughest of the three and had a reputation for not holding back. Though she never meant any unjust harm, Jasmine had pummeled and smothered quite a number of foes to her heart's content. So going the extra mile to ensure you also faced the most wild Booty Empress was certainly brave. And of course Jasmine was all for it!

"SO I GET TO STUFF HIS FACE IN MY CAKE-CHEEKS NOW?! FUDGE YEAH!"

Full Team Entrance Theme

Impressed by his resolve to face the trio of butt-themed beauties all by himself, the Makers of Human Thrones would put some of their initial concerns aside and make their entrance! The Booty Empresses sashayed to the ring, shaking their wide hips and bumping their gorgeous rears together as they greeted their cheering fans. Once at the ring, Honie leaped straight into in from the ringside. Melony leaped up onto the turnbuckle and sat pretty there. And Jasmine climbed up over the top ropes. The three would then address the shark they were facing.

"Such courage...! We must honor that." Melony marveled, before shooting Charlie a wink.

"Agreed! You called all three of us out here with boldness and respect! As long as you REALLY want this, we can give you this match. BUTT we can always take it easy on you if need-BEE. Haha." Honie buzzed, emphasizing her double pun by turning around for a moment to spank her massive stinger booty at him.

"Speak for yourself, Honie. Mommy Jasmine doesn't like to hold back against anyone!" Jasmine chirped, before puckering her lips at Charlie. "You've got guts Shark Man! And now you're about to have butts all over that cute mug of yours! Both during and after this POW match!"

The Booty Empresses