The Booty Princesses vs The Royale Flush (Two Tag Debuts!)

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Tornado Tag Match
Victory when both members of either side have lost via pin, knockout, submission, or disqualification.

After establishing themselves firmly as formidable wrestlers in the world of LAW, The Booty Princesses were ready to combine forces, intending to squash and smother whoever stood against them. Both bombshells were backstage, preparing for a their first tornado tag match, as four wrestlers would be brawling at once.

"This is really exciting." Miss Cake giggled. "It was nice of LAW management to pair us up against another new team." "Psssh, the amount of experience they may or may not have doesn't matter." Miss Petals replied. "We agreed to absolutely dominate in our debut match, no matter the adversaries!" "Hehe, that's true, let's show LAW the power of double derrieres!"

The two curvy monarch's bumped their hips together, before entering the arena. The crowd cheered loudly, as many of Daisy's subjects threw petals there way. A few of Peach's subjects threw peaches, which hit the floor, ticking off The Princess of Fruit a bit. "Hey! Hey! The petals will suffice! Quit wasting food, my people! DEAR DEMETER!" Her subjects immediately rushed to pick up the peaches, promising to wash them thoroughly later, as Daisy cracked up in amusement.

Eventually, The Booty Princesses made their way into the ring, leaning on the ropes on their side. Their wild and catchy entrance theme ended, as the royals awaited their future thrones.

The Booty Princesses: Makers of Human Thrones

Entrance Music

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The first match of the newly founded Royale Flush tag team was on the horizon. Ossi Shamar stood alongside her new partner, Albert Pfeiffer, the Syrian heiress having found common ground with the princeling as they trained together. While both of them had struggled individually in the LAW ring they decided that together, with their obviously high-class pedigree and natural authority, they would fare better joining forces to take down the rabble of LAW's rank and file. Ossi was clad in her classic green-gold wrestling top, matching briefs, long golden gloves and green boots. Beside her, Albert stood in a set of shamelessly tight blue wrestling briefs, blue boots and a set of black elbow and knee guards.

Ossi

Albert

"These two fools call themselves princesses," Ossi snorted derisively as she massaged Albert's shoulders, loosening him up backstage for the coming tornado tag. "We'll see if they can live up to their supposed titles."

Albert scowled. "Ridiculous. I've seen them fight. They're not like any princesses I've encountered!"

"Then I suppose we should teach them the meaning of true royalty then." She took up her position, hooking her arm through Albert's, her head held high as the duo waited.

Their music Drop Dead Cynical came bursting from the speakers and arm in arm the Royale Flush strode imperiously out into the light, not deigning to glance at the braying LAW fans, their eyes fixed upon their opponents who were already in the ring. With a deft flick, Albert gently whipped Ossi towards the ring as they reached it, and she slid under the bottom rope, coming to her knees and staring at their opponents. Raising her hands to the sky, she waited as Albert followed her in, the princeling taking hold of her wrists and hoisting her swiftly back to her feet. The pair appraised the pink and gold clad opponents who stood opposite them, Ossi moving to square up with Daisy while Albert followed suit, shamelessly ogling Peach as he moved to face her.

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The Booty Princesses watched closely as The Royale Flush made there way to the ring. They ambled with a clear degree of arrogance, which annoyed Peach slightly. Daisy on the other had was more intrigued by their behavior, wondering if they could back it up with actual skill. Soon, their opponent's entered the ring and squared up with them. And seeing their adversaries up close, Daisy began to doubt her pervious thoughts. It was harder to tell with Ossi, but Albert looked pretty pathetic. At least to Daisy, who had brawled and bested a number of guys with much more bulk. Daisy was more interested in Ossi, and she squared up with her as well.

Peach meanwhile, was at bit annoyed with the lecherous way Albert was looking at her, narrowing her eyes at him in response. Princess Cake was quite a bombshell, but would've appreciated some degree of professionalism. "Hmm. This boy doesn't look like much." Daisy dismissed, being brutally honest. "We'll see how the other one can manage." "Hehe, you must forgive my partner." Peach said, gently smacking her sister in arms on on the shoulder. "Umm. You may very well show great skill in combat." Daisy chucked at her bestie's unconvinced tone, knowing Peach was thinking the exact same thoughts inside.

Soon the bell would ring, and the match was on. After a quick nod at each other, Peach and Daisy rushed at their respective opponents. The blonde tried grabbing Albert and the brunette Ossi. The princesses then attempted to throw their foes to the ropes of the opposite sides of the ring with two Irish Whips. If successful, they would each follow it up with dual hip attacks from there. Daisy would run and try to ram her round rear into Ossi's gut, while Peach would jump last second to aim her big bum in Albert's face.

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"We'll see if I look like much when your pretty face is under my boot," Albert sneered in response to Peach's dismissive tone, eager to get to grips with the perky Princess. Ossi nodded her agreement, casting a sly glance at her partner.

"We'll make an example of these two burbling fools," she declared. "Then people will know better than to disrespect the Royale Flush!"

When the bell rang, both members of the Royale Flush stepped forward confidently, even contemptuously, neither of them impressed by the simpering duo they currently faced off against. Albert grinned as he cast his lecherous gaze over Peach; Ossi's face was a sneer of dismissal as she approached Daisy. However, it turned out that the Booty Princesses were more than they appeared, both rushing forward with shocking speed to grapple with the two aristocrats. In a flurry of motion, both Ossi and Albert found themselves sent hurtling across the ring, thudding into the far ropes with an Irish whip before being catapulted back at their foes!

They were sitting ducks as they came flying forward, straight into the dual hip attack planned by the Booty Princesses!

"OUUGHHH!" Ossi blurted as Daisy's powerful posterior thudded into her exposed midriff, almost knocking the Syrian flat! She stumbled backwards, gasping for breath and teetering on unsteady legs, eyes wide with surprise. Albert, however, had an even worse time of things as the ass of the girl he'd been so shamelessly eyeing thudded into his face!

"MMPHGHHHHHAA!" His blaring wail of surprise was muffled as Peach's backside hit him, bearing the brash bluenette back to the mats, his face stuffed between her ample cheeks! He flailed around in shock, slapping her her butt and thighs, his legs kicking in a panic as the two Royale's were swiftly put on the back foot!

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The Booty Princesses couldn't have asked for a more successful start to the match. The two Irish Whips and following hip attacks had worked like a charm, separating the arrogant duo in the process. With a resounding: "Ha-tchaa!" and "Hi-yaah!" upon the impact of their royal rears, the bombshells had started the intended booty beatdown.

Peach giggled cutesy. She was very pleased to have already turned one of their foes into a throne, and she was amused by his struggles. Trying to ignore his mildly annoying slaps, Peach grinded her booty down, rubbing her shapely buns all over Albert's face. She made a conscious effort block off his air with her cute butt, hoping the suffocation would minimize or eliminate any potential pleasure the lecherous man may have gained otherwise. "You said something about a boot on my face? Actions speak louder than words, boy. I didn't have to threaten to crush your face under my peaches. I just did it." Peach lectured, continuing the oxygen denying facesit.

Meanwhile, Daisy had noticed the shock in Ossi's eyes, causing her to smirk. "Yeah, our hips and glutes are that strong." She bragged. "What, did you really think our tag name was just for flaunting our assets?" Taking note of Ossi's gasping, Daisy decided to attack her foe's abdomen again. "But that's not all we can do!" Ms. Petals let out, while rushing forward for an attempted knee strike to her adversary's gut!

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The attack from Peach had taken the simpering bluenette boy off guard, his dismissive, leering nature causing him to let his guard down. Now he found himself stuck beneath her, her rear in his face and she wasn't getting up any time soon.

"MMPPHHHHHH!" Albert exclaimed in shock as Peach mocked him mercilessly, reminding him of his ill-considered words at the start of the match as she filled the sneering princeling's face with her pert backside. His eyes went wide and he began writhing around beneath her, horrified at the turning of the tables. His legs slithered on the canvas, hips bucking up, his hands sliding and grasping at her backside and thighs as he searched desperately for a way to free himself from the surprise smother! Her words cut into the arrogant male's pride, his cheeks flushing crimson with embarrassment. "Nhhh! MNNHHHH!"

Oblivious to Albert's complaints, Ossi had her own problems as Daisy's first booty strike opened her up to further offence with ease. She half straightened up, mouth opening to retort against the Booty Princess when the other woman smashed a knee into her stomach.

"OOFFFF!" she exclaimed as the wind was knocked out of her, the strike this time sending her staggering backwards until she hit the ropes, flinging her arms over the top just to keep herself upright! With Albert pinned under Peach and Ossi reeling, the Royale Flush had not started this match very impressively at all!

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Princess Cake watched and felt Albert's pathetic attempts to try and free himself from the round, cheeky prison of her cute behind. But no matter what the facesat man tried to do, he couldn't seem to escape Peach's butt smother. Peach blushed, after taking in how effectively she had the guy pinned. "Hehe, so you really cannot get me off? I only weigh about 116 pounds. Yes, a good percentage of that comes from my gluteal muscles, but still." She explained, before hearing her panther address her.

"Yo Peachy! I knew he'd be no trouble, but don't finish off your little throne just yet." Daisy suggested. "Let's use him to show off our team some more...for now." Princess Petals had already written off any possibility of defeat, she was more concerned with showing off to the LAW fans and executives what The Booty Princesses were made of. "JUST KNOW MY BUD COULD'VE TAKEN HIM OUT HERE!" Daisy announced loudly to the crowd, earning some laughter, before turning her attention back on Ossi.

Meanwhile, Peach had agreed with Daisy and finally risen off of Albert, blushing at her bestie's announcement. "Oh, stop it you!" She teased, before addressing her foe. "Wanna see how your panther is doing?" Peach then turned Albert over, before going down with the intent to pull Albert's arms over her knees, sit on his back, and pull hard under his chin. Peach attempted to pull off a Boston Crab, to allow them both to see the other wrestlers.

Daisy on the other hand, would approach the ropes that Ossi was struggling on. "Don't tell me you aren't much either." She taunted, with a hint of genuine disappointment in her voice. Daisy decided Ossi was in a good position for her signature Petal Pummel. So she would first attempt to slug her foe in the gut, if that worked a flurry of fists would continue to be sent at Ossi's abdomen, chest, and face.

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Albert could not believe what was happening. This slip of a woman was making a mockery of him, her buttocks smothering him into helplessness without even breaking a sweat. He had no leverage to escape, and to his horror he realised she could probably finish him off here and now!

"MPPPHHH!" he complained in response to her relentless insults, but in the end, he was really saved by Peach's partner, advising the smaller Princess not to finish him just yet. And she called him a THRONE! How dare she?! They were toying with him and it was utterly intolerable.

Be that as it may, even when Peach finally deigned to remove her rear from his face he was red-faced and wheezing for breath, helpless to stop her turning him onto his front and straddling the Princeling from behind. He wriggled weakly as she settled into place, only for her to hook her hands under his chin.

"GAAAAGHH!" Albert blurted as Peach wrenched the reeling male wrestler up into the Camel Clutch submission. His legs kicked feebly, still breathless from the insufferable smothering offense this so-called Princess had already inflicted upon him. She wrenched his head up, forcing him to look at the predicament of his partner. He could only look on in dismay and anger at what he saw.

Ossi herself was not in a much better spot after Daisy's initial attack. She saw Albert's predicament out of the corner of her eye and was shocked to see her tag partner being so effortlessly taken care of by the smaller of the Booty Princesses. His should have been the easier job! But no, he was getting thrashed by Peach, leaving Ossi at the mercy of the bigger of the two. She tried to push up off the ropes, only to land straight into Daisy's gutpunch!

"OUGGHH!" she exclaimed, knocked back against the ropes again, but the worst was still to come for the Syrian. "No-nhhh! UNNH! AGHH! UNNNGHH!" Every rapid blow from Daisy rocked the arrogant Arab's nubile body, throwing her against the ropes and shaking her around for the fans to see. Eventually she sagged against the ropes, eyes fluttering, her hands weakly grasping at the top rope to hold herself up.

"Al...Albert..." she gasped in futile desperation. "Do something! Help me!"

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Princess Petals had just finished pummeling Ossi, bringing one of her fists to her mouth, in order to blow on it like the barrel of a gun. "Call that one the Petal Pummel." She explained. "Hope you enjoyed it." She then heard her human punching bag desperately call to her panther for help. "And just how do you suggest he accomplish that, while he's being woman handled by my teammate?" Daisy chuckled. "I know! Yo Peachy, she wants her partner!"

Peach nodded, already understanding what her bestie was suggesting. Princess Cake released Albert from the Boston Crab, only to forcefully yank him on his feet, while Daisy grabbed Ossi off the ropes. The Booty Princesses would then perform dual Irish Whip throws again, this time, trying to crash both members of The Royale Flush into each other!

If successful, Daisy would run at them, before leaping into the air. The Princess of Flowers would attempt to come down and crush them both in a body splash. Meanwhile, Peach would be ambling her way over to the other wrestlers, who were now in the ring's center.

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Albert's cheeks flamed crimson as the Booty Princesses took control of the match completely. Ossi gave out a desperate plea for help as she was being thoroughly pummelled by Daisy, but the princeling was in no position to make judgements as he remained trapped in place by the smaller of their opponents, writhing pathetically in Peach's camel clutch submission. The embarrassment of this was not lost upon their opponents as Daisy continued to verbally chide the struggling duo!

However, things were only going to get worse. Albert gasped in relief as he was dropped from the Camel Clutch, but it was only so Peach could yank him to his feet. He stumbled unsteadily before she sent him hurtling across the ring with an Irish whip. On the opposite side, totally reeling from Daisy's assault, Ossi was in no fit state to stop the other Princess from sending her flying directly at Albert with an Irish Whip of her own...

"GAAHHH!"

"UNNGHHHHH!"

The cries of the Royale Flush rose into the air as the pair slammed into each other after the dual Irish whip from their opponents, the impact sending them both crashing to the canvas in an undignified heap, Albert draped across his polaxed partner. The pair lay groaning for a moment, but before they could look to recover Daisy came flying in with her follow up splash!

"OUUUGHHHHH!" Ossi wailed piteously at the bottom of the pile as her partner's body was squashed into her, completely knocking the breath from the Syrian heiress. Albert too was knocked for six by the impact, flopping limply across Ossi and blushing with embarrassment as he felt Daisy's body lying dominantly atop them both!