PPV Opener - Loser Championship Match: Holly Matheson(c) vs Suzume Sheska - Photoshoot Match

[winner3]

Loser Championship Best of Five Falls, Humiliating Photoshoot Match: Falls earned via pin-fall, submission, knockout, count out, or disqualification. Each fall also allows the winner to get an enraging candid shot with their victim. The winner gets to direct a humiliating photoshoot with the loser.
And finally, the loser will become or remain the lowest on LAW's totem-pole, the Loser's Champion



VS

[Noob]

"No no no. This can't be happening. Why is this happening?" Were the only thoughts going through a panicked Suzume's head. She had joined LAW with dreams of grandeur. While she had no expectation of becoming the champion she had at least hoped for at least a taste of glory. How did she find herself here then? The answer was obvious of course. Out of all her matches Suzume did not have a single win to her name. Because of that a chance encounter with the current holder of the loser belt had turned into Suzume's worst nightmare. Even so the lightweight hadn't considered herself an awful fighter. She just thought she had gotten quite unlucky in her matches. Now though there were was good reason for her to doubt herself.

"Ughhhhhh...come on!" The brunette yelled from backstage. With her face buried in her hands she wasn't exactly a picture of confidence. "Ok! No pressure Suzu! You're just about to get stuck with the hecking LOSER TITLE!" The woman would continue yelling to herself. Finally though she would regain her composure. "Alright! Alright...No more Nice Suzume. Tonight you're the unstoppable Su-Zu-Me! You're gonna get back on that horse and EAT. THAT. HORSE!"

And just like that Suzume had pumped herself up. She knew that if she wanted to win today she had to change. In fact just for the occasion she had brought out her blue swim outfit. If she wanted to project confidence she might as well start with what she was wearing. So with as much confidence as she could muster the brunette ran from backstage towards the ring. She did her best to tune out the taunts from the crowd and would just hurry into the ring. She faced towards the entrance and pointed to where she hoped her opponent would be coming from. "Y...You better be ready for the butt kicking of a life...no...of the century!" Suzume called out to her foe. Sure her voice was shaky but her attempt at trash talk was at least a start for the lightweight.

[Luncha_Libre]

Holly Matheson took deep, steady breaths as she looked out to the entrance ramp. The British Bombshell glanced down, past her heaving bust, to the “championship” strapped around her waist. Her match at the last We Are LAW PPV was still etched in her mind, a heartbreaking triple threat loss that saddled her with the Loser’s Championship, the lowest distinction in all of professional wrestling.

Since then, Holly had been mocked, derided, seen her worst moments fetishized by cruel fans, seen others completely give up on her. Holly sighed, chest heaving and the title belt bouncing on her hips. Tonight, could be the end of it. Tonight, she just had to beat this Suzume girl, and she could finally be free from this hellish title.

Holly stepped out onto the entrance ramp as her name echoed off the loudspeakers. As always, the British Bombshell visibly winced as the crowd reacted with a mixture of jeers and laughs. Holly’s lip trembled, but she took a deep breath and made her way down to the ring. She glared up at Suzume, trying to square her shoulders, to feel as ready as possible. Holly heard the girl taunting her, trying to sound as brave as possible, and she took a deep breath. Holly's ample bust swelled against her ring gear, and she squared her shoulders, trying to ignore Suzume's threats. Instead, Holly paced toward the ring, looking focused and determined.

Unexpectedly, a fan reached out for a high five. Shocked, Holly strode over to him, and reached out a hand … not expected the fan’s friend to swing low from behind her, smacking Holly’s round ass! Holly squealed, and scrambled toward the ring, face burning while the fans shared a good laugh at her expense. This was the level of respect the Loser’s Champion could expect, Holly thought, blushing bright red and rubbing her stinging butt.

Pulling herself up onto the ring apron, Holly took a moment to wipe her boots. She faced the fans, then raised an arm to flex her bicep. The laughs overtook the crowd, and Holly sighed. She stepped between the ropes, ready to hand the referee her title belt. Then, she held the thing aloft, and locked eyes with Suzume.

“This is what you have to look forward to,” Holly said, trying to sound confident even with her voice cracking. “Because after tonight, this damned belt is going home with you!”

[Noob]

It was obvious from their voices that neither wrestler was particularly confident. Already it was feeling more like a match between complete rookies than two experienced wrestlers. That would have to change though as far as Suzume was concerned. If she ever wanted to be taken seriously she would have to make that happen today. Of course her opponent probably thought the same. The fact that Suzume had yet to get a win was really starting to weigh heavy on her now. But it was no matter. Tonight she was going to be unstoppable.

"Yeah yeah. Keep dreaming LOSER. Tonight you're just going to be my first step towards a comeback!" Suzume replied. She was finally starting to get the hang of putting on a show it seemed. Nevertheless she meant it. With fire in her eyes the woman stared down her opponent. She raised her arms and just a moment later she was ready for a fight. The referee looked at both of the women and Suzume gave them a nod to signal she was more than ready.

Suzume wasn't the only one ready though. The crowd was craving some action. They had come here to see one of the wrestlers career's crushed and knew they were in for a treat when it came to the photo op between rounds.It wasn't long before the bell would ring and the match was finally underway. An overcautious Suzume would slowly approach her opponent with the intention of waiting for an opportunity to strike. Since neither of them had a particularly long range she would have to wait until she was close enough or until Holly moved in before tying to land a swift blow to their chest.

[Luncha_Libre]

The ref took the Loser’s Title away from Holly, and the British Bombshell wasn’t sorry to see it go. She kept her gaze on Suzume, the lightweight girl staring daggers at her. Holly tried to keep her shoulders square, her feet at a wide stance, and her chest puffed out proudly. The Brit didn’t want to given even a centimeter now, as the two of them prepared for the fight of their young lives. The ultimate humiliation was on the line, tonight, and Holly had sworn that she wasn’t going to end up with it!

“For it to be a comeback,” Holly said, “you would have to have ever been something to begin with!” Holly visibly wasn’t comfortable being so mean, but she had to say something. Maybe, if she could toughen up, convince herself she could kick this girl’s ass …

The bell rang inevitably, and Holly felt ready. The crowd was ready, and Suzume was waiting. Holly bit her lip, knowing she couldn’t back down. This was the match she wanted, with an opponent she had picked. There were no excuses now, no way to back out. She had to get in here, mix it up, and she had to win!

“AAAH!” Holly cried out. The British Bombshell had lunged at her opponent with both hands up, ready to lock up and grapple with the more slender Suzume. Suzume had other plans, however, lashing out with a quick strike that smacked hard across the Brit’s ample bust! Holly gasped as she staggered back, breasts jiggling with the impact. Holly shook her head, lifting a hand to massage her aching flesh, giving Suzume more than enough opportunity for a follow up!

[Noob]

Her body had moved before she had even thought about it and Suzume landed a quick strike to Holly's chest. While Suzume didn't usually have much to be happy about during a match, the cry from her opponent brought a slight grin to her face. Holly had definitely gotten under Suzume's skin during their encounters and today the brunette was all riled up and ready to deliver a swift beating to the "Champ". And of course she was going to enjoy giving Holly what she deserved. She could already imagine her moment of triumph immortalized with a picture.

"Hah! Take that!" An excited Suzume called out. She wasn't about to just sit back though after staggering her opponent. If Holly was going to drag her into this match then Suzume was going to have to make her regret it. Especially if she wanted to prevent anything like this from happening again. Stepping forward, Suzume would wrap her arm around Holly's neck to get her in a standing headlock. "Hmmm...Let's see you keep talking like this!" A rather annoyed Suzume said while she squeezed tight. It was a rather effective strategy as far as she was concerned. Trash talk was not Suzume's forte but she wouldn't have to do much to compete with silence.

[Luncha_Libre]

“Damn,” Holly gasped, groping her stinging bust, her fair skin reddening a little. She hadn’t expected Suzume to come out swinging like that, and now Holly faced the embarrassment of starting the match in a worse position than her smaller opponent. Before the British Bombshell could regroup, however, Suzume moved in and caught the Brit with a standing headlock!

“Hey!” Holly gasped, eyes going wide as her head was squished in Suzume’s grip. Gritting her teeth, Holly reminded herself that she’d survived worse, even as Suzume put the pressure on. Starting to get dizzy, Holly bit her lip, and resisted the urge to keep talking trash. For now, at least.

Instead, the Brit got to work on an escape. Placing a hand behind Suzume’s elbow, tucked around her head, Holly placed the other around her opposite arm. Bracing her boots on the canvas, Holly shifted her hips and tried to push and pull at once, looking to pop Suzume’s arm off her head while whipping her around by her other arm. If Holly could manage that, she would swing Suzume around and try to catch her in a headlock of her own! If not, the poor Brit would be off to a bad start, fumbling around pathetically in the younger girl’s grip!

[Noob]

Suzume was actually quite proud of herself now. She had taken charge and even managed to actually shut her opponent up. Her confidence had been waning as of late but for now at least it was back. "That's right! Now get ready to lose!" The lightweight declared as she let the small advantage get to her head. Now she just had to keep it up and hit Holly with a hard follow up. The brunette had just the plan for her foe. She planned to rush forward and ram Holly's head right into the turnbuckle.

As Suzume took a step forward Holly was busy pushing herself back. With the two moving in opposite directions it wasn't long before Holly had slipped right out of Suzume's grasp. "Wuuh? Hey!" She gasped, her foe now unrestrained. The lightweight would turn around, assisted by her foe. "Nnnng!" Was her immediate response when Holly flipped the script on her. She found herself caught in a headlock of her own. Frantically she began to squirm and try to pull away. Of course that was a less than effective tactic. So after a few moments of that when she regained a bit of composure, Suzume would try and land a few hard jabs to Holly's stomach. "Let...GO!" She cried out.

[Luncha_Libre]

“Hah, got you!” Holly taunted as she snapped her arm around Suzume’s neck. Holly settled in on top of her foe, trying to grind down on her with her weight, shimmying her hips as she tried to drop her center of gravity on the poor girl. The Brit smirked smugly, looking down at her trapped foe trying to back out of the hold. It was a simple lock, but one that Holly felt she could keep on the lightweight without much risk Holly’s shoulders shifted and her ample bust bounced, rubbing up against Suzume’s face as she literally rubbed in her momentary dominance … for the brief moment it lasted.

“Ooof!” Holly grunted, as Suzume’s small fist drove into her belly. “Huughnnn! Stop it!” Holly would release the hold quickly as she got pounded by Suzume’s tiny fists of anger, staggering backward. The British Bombshell grimaced as she hugged herself, squeezing her body tight. She looked up to glare at Suzume, shaking her head. “Those were cheap shots!”

Holly squared her shoulders and huffed. She held her arms high again, looking to try and engage Suzume in another lock up. She would step in, trying to latch onto the girl and start overpowering her … assuming Suzume would meet the challenge and lock up in return!

[Noob]

"Quit...it!" Suzume whined as her opponent squeezed tighter and pressed their weight down until her face was smushed against the side of their chest. By this point any squirming just make the position feel way more awkward for the lightweight and that fact was most likely apparent on her expression. It didn't last too long though as her quick strikes had gotten Holly to let go of her. Finally she had space again. After a gasp for air Suzume would quickly step back and raise her arms again. Seeing Holly in discomfort would bring a slight smile to her face. It almost made the match worth it.

"Didn't bite or scratch. So it's totally fine!" The brunette replied. She was quick to lock up with Holly, eager to prove herself. Since they had just complained about cheap shots she was assuming they wouldn't be trying anything funny. The two were soon pressed against each other chest to chest as neither of them wanted to give an inch. Unfortunately Suzume had neither the size or weight advantage and soon found herself struggling to keep up with her opponent. That didn't mean she didn't have a trick up her sleeve though. The smaller wrestler would try to fall back and plant her feet on Holly's stomach, hoping to flip the woman right over her and toss them onto the canvas.