Melody White vs Monica Jackson: Smother match

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The winner will be decided through a single knockout from a smother

Monica was a little bit nervous, but she didn't have an issue performing smothers like she used to, what she feared a little more was how sensual her opponent is. The street fighter was used to fighting in matches with fellow hardasses or sadists, she didn't have much experience with sensual fighters yet, and since her cousin Harley was ambiguously involved with Melody there was no doubt in Monica's mind that she was likely just as promiscuous in the ring as her cousin.

With her theme blaring Monica made her way down from the ramp, and to the ring. The lightweight rolled under the bottom ropes and went to her corner, as she waited on her opponent. Monica had met Melody before, but very rarely in the ring, and the only time they had fought was a light hearted gimmick match. Monica wasn't sure what to expect in terms of offence.

Once Monica's theme stopped Melody's would start, and so the purple haired wrestler waited for her opponent to arrive. Once Melody was in the ring Monica would decide to taunt her a little bit, curious to see how an acquaintance of her softie little cousin would react. " Hey Mel, trying to get yourself smothered by our whole family? " Monica would say, knowing from her cousins boasting that Melody tended to get a face full in most encounters with Harley.

Monica

[RiotGrrl]

Melody had a lot of airtime on LAW recently, she had a mixed bag of results but tonight was different. This was something familiar. She had a long time crush on Harley Jackson and basically let the wrestler do whatever she wanted. It usually ended in a tight facesit but Mel wasnt complaining. However now she faced Monica, the other relation to Harley.

As her theme blared she entered, and got a roar from the crowd.

The rockstar shot a hand upwards and ran towards the ring. It was high powered, just like her music. She slapped hands with the crowd at the isle and reached the ring, wasting no time in sliding under the ropes. Ever one to upstage everyone, Melody ran toward the turnbuckle and climbed it holding her arms aloft.

She grabbed a microphone and hopped down taking time to stroll close to Monica.

"Oh hey Monica... smothered you say? Hmmm. Well I don't know about that but...."

She leans and makes it obvious she is looking at Monica's rear end.

"Are you sure you are a lightweight? I mean you are TOTALLY one of the Jackson clan...."

The crowd laughed and cheered, as Mel drank in the atmosphere. It was meant to put Monica off her game but the rockstar wasnt finished there. She got really close to her rival and softly tapped the girls nose with her finger.

"You see this.... is going to be squashed under this..."

Melody turned and flipped up her plaid skirt to slap her buttcheek, which caused her considerable jelly like rear end to jiggle. Melody was keen to play to the crowd and took her eyes off Monica as the ref called for the bell

DING!

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Monica just watched as Melody made her way down to the ring clapping, and ran up the turnbuckle to wave to the fans from an elevated vantage point. The more reserved wrestler just crossed her arms and waited as patiently as she could, glimpsing up Melody's plaid skirt to see her large meaty cheeks, before glancing elsewhere with a slight blush.

Melody would give Monica a retort, and start eyeing up her hips in such an obvious way that the less brash woman shifted slightly as if being teased by her gaze. " Well actually, that's just because I work out and - " Monica started to respond to the next part as Mel talked about her plump behind, but Melody exuded more of a presence as she approached, stifling whatever else Monica had to say under the weight of her charismatic performance. Melody getting intimately close was what specifically made Monica stop responding, but usually that wouldn't do the job, it was moreso the way Melody carried herself.

Monica gave Melody a glare that could break noses as Melody touched her nose, before turning around and pointing her thick jiggly ass at the former street fighter, lifting it up to slap her overflowing cheeks, making them bounce significantly within the tight cotton confines of her panties. Monica blushed, but she wasn't completely flustered, after all she already knew what Mel was like.

" I'm not Harley. I can take or leave your fat ass. " Monica said as she snuck up behind and tried to spank Melody hard in the ass, not letting the performer completely trample over her in the pre match exchange. The ref quickly pushed both girls to their corners after physical contact had been made, before ringing the bell.

Monica would walk to the middle of the ring and simply put her arms up for a test of strength. The former street fighter was curious what Melody's strengths were in terms of base wrestling and physique. " Just so you know, I'm way tougher than Harley. I will not hesitate to flying-jump kick you in the face. " Monica said, playfully warning Melody that she shouldn't expect the same erotic mat wrestling from her that her softcore cousin Harley would partake in, or more accurately initiate.

[RiotGrrl]

Melody could see she was already getting under Monica's skin, just as she had before when they last met. In her mind it was Melody One - Monica Zero but there was still the match to think of. She moved out with the bell and raised her hands, with the crowd keen to see what would happen as the two prepared to clash. The rockstar heard all the words and rolled her eyes.

"Yeah yeah, the only working out you do is trying to slip into that gear, did they organise a team to help or something?"

The rocker would come together with Monica for a grapple and the struggle was on. Melody would try to go back and forth looking for any kind of opening as they stomped around the canvas. For now she was keen to keep up the verbal attack before any physical or more intimate attacks. Her butt still stung from the slap and to be honest, it kinda felt good. Melody wasnt "into" spanking at all but it showed that Monica was happy to lay hands on her body and that could be used.

"I bet you are tougher, and why would you want to kick my face when you could just sit on it? Just imagine, me nuzzling at you... gasping, struggling... totally at your mercy looking up with a red face and panicked eyes.... I mean...."

With that Melody would try to slide an arm around Monica's neck to pull her down into a side headlock, a very intentional result being that if it worked out, Monica would be getting a cheek full of Melodies round breast.

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From their last encounter Monica knew that Melody would be shameless and provocative, but luckily the former street fighter had more experience dealing with lewd types after a specific match... even if it had been humiliating as all hell.

" Wha- You... don't play around with me... " Monica threatened, blushing bright as Melody loudly talked about how much difficulty the thick lightweight must have getting dressed. That was enough to distract Monica as they approached each other, but she would still stay focused as she raised her arms for a test of strength. Melody wasn't done though, she got louder and with each phrase she said Monica's face got redder and redder, as Melody talked about nuzzling and gasping between her legs, making the wallflower squirm and get all embarrassed.

Monica had heard enough, she wouldn't wait for Mel to accept the test of strength, instead she would step in to force a grapple. However Melody had her own plan of action, and so right as Monica moved towards her Melody whipped her arm up around Monica's head and pulled it down tightly into a side headlock, pinning Monica's flushed cheek fight against the side of her massive round breast.

" Aghh... " Monica whined, pushing against Melody's side to try to separate, mostly due to the fact that currently her face was being very deliberately imposed upon by Mel's bouncy breast, which pressed tightly into her cheek.

" Get those outta my face! " Monica growled, as she tried to wrap her arms around Melody's waist and squeeze hard, eager to discourage the disarmingly shameless rocker from using her sexuality to throw off Monica any further.

[RiotGrrl]

Melody was in full mind game mode. It was a win win for the rocker. If Monica crumbled, then Melody could humiliate the street fighter. This would be a great result, but it also may just annoy Harley Jackson and that meant Melody could job to her.

The thought of the lightweights soft warm breasts and the way Harley pinned Melody meant she would be in the favourite place.

If Monica fought back then Melody might just well taunt and tease the street fighter into giving a taste of her own medicine

As Monica protested in the headlock, the rocker laughed,

"Ah come on, this is nothing! Just wait until you have my butt on your face"

Melody felt the grip around her waist and shifted her position. She wanted to take Monica down to the canvas whilst maintaining the headlock. If it worked Mel would be on top of Monica. Normally she would be content with a headlock but this was too special to miss.

Providing Monica stayed under her, somewhat awkwardly, Melody would try to keep her rival on her back while throwing a leg over to adjust and sit down.

The aim was Monica's face, square on a collision course with Melody's buttcheeks as the rocker looked for a reverse facesit pin. It was way too early to win but Mel was going to use all she could to carry out her plan

If she managed to smush Monica's face the comment would add as much humiliation as possible.

"Oops... I guess I slipped. Right on your face, heh. Welcome to the show missy, please wait for the encore, it is going to blow your mind."

The ref would count a very laboured and lazy slap of the canvas

ONE!

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" I-I swear if you... " Monica started to grumble as Melody spoke about sitting on her face, but she realised that she had to just let Mel tease her unchecked for now, and focus on the wrestling.

Monica had always considered Melody to just be a lewd knuckle head, so even as the rocker got in her head, Monica planned to just grapple her way out of this, with traditional wrestling ground work. However Melody surprised the former street fighter, and maintained the initiative by following up with a side slam, taking her down before Monica could grip her waist properly.

" Ughh! " Monica sputtered, looking to get her bearings back and grab Melody. The rocker had a specific unorthodox plan in mind though. Monica pushed up, but Mel pushed down, as she suddenly lifted her leg, and spun round atop Monica, swiftly re-adjusting herself, before planting her thick bouncy ass right onto Monica's face squarely.

" Mff... " Monica whimpered, nose lodged between those cheeks as Melody made that comment. Monica was stunned, and so was the ref, Melody had just went from a standing grapple, to sitting plump booty right on her face within a few seconds. causing the crowd to erupt with cheers. Monica bucked thoughtlessly, involuntarily allowing Melody this moment to proudly sit atop her face.

The sudden facesit disorientated Monica, and she was given pause as the warmth and weight overwhelmed her. Monica would then try to put her hands on Melody's butt, and use her strength to push it upwards off her face. Monica was too panicked to realise that she was still within Melody's range even if it worked.

[RiotGrrl]

Even though the count was arbitrary, the ref still obliged out of habit. Melody took great delight in the moment as her rivals face disappears between the rockers plump cheeks. Melody would purposely hump forward and back ensuring that Monica not only was plunged deeper into the smother but also that to all watching, it looked like she was nodding in a yes motion.

"Hmmm if I didn't know better, I'd swear you loved my ass on your face.... Ya even nodding in agreement. I guess you Jackson's just love a bit of rockstar huh?"

The ref counted TWO and Melody took a moment to correct the official.

"This isn't a pinfall match dumbo. Let's go over the rules, she lies down, I smush her face in my ass for however long I want and you declare me the winner when I am ready, agreed?"

The ref sheepishly got up and nodded as Melody prepared to shift and turn around to give her new victim a front facesit. However Monica had other ideas

"Hey!!!!"

With a push, the rocker was unseated from her throne. She broke the smother to sit at the side of her rival. With a pouty face, the rocker reached for the girls hair and proceeded to try to womanhandle Monica toward a corner.

"Looks like ya need more convincing, so come with me, this is going to be a new experience for you. I could just be mean and punish you but I think you want a whole lotta smothering so...."

Mel's words hung in the air with promise and from Monica's point of view, a breathless time unless she managed to turn the tables....

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Monica had never been facesit by such a plump spunky woman before, she was completely submissive to the turning and rubbing of those cheeks, nodding away as the rocker squashed her face thoroughly.

" Mff...mff....nnn " Monica mumbled as that ass thoroughly pinned her, past the refs mistaken 3 count and beyond even that. The proud fighter was humiliated as Melody explained the rules to the ref, her damp cheeks suffocating Monica the full time, as she grasped those cheeks. By the time Melody got up the street fighter gasped for air, red faced and wide eyed.

Melody shifted casually atop Monica's face, dropping her groin down towards her next, ready to continue crushing the purple haired woman with her heavy facesitting.

" N-no you don't... " Monica said, grabbing those hips in the air, and struggling to push them up, blushing as she saw that crotch get closer, worried that she was about to have it in her face, till she managed to finally pull the other woman to the side.

" Ahh! G-get off. " Monica groaned as her hair was grabbed and she was quickly pulled across the ring, stumbling up onto her feet, and then nearly down to her knees as she clumsily followed Melody, fully aware that Melody was going to smother her more.

Monica was still too breathless to muster strength though, ragdolled by the enthusiastic rocker, unable to mount an attack or retreat. The best the former street fighter could do was plant her feet down in front of the corner, desperately trying to not let her back be against the turn buckle.

" there's no way you're doing that, not a chance in hell Melody. " Monica assured, gritting her teeth as she reached up to try to pry Melody's hands from her hair, and then try to grab her foe to force her into a grapple next to the corner.

[RiotGrrl]

Melody joyfully guided Monica toward the corner to unleash some more mischief upon her rival, however the Jackson sibling had other ideas. As Monica planted her foot, Melody grunted in annoyance.

"Really? You think thats going to save you? I mean, at least Harley gives me some kinda competition...."

The rocker was starting to needle at her rival, anything to get Monica to drop her guard so that Melody could take advantage. Still, Monica was stubborn, or so it seemed, and who could blame her. Melody wasnt normally the dominant type, but when she had the upper hand, it was Hell to pay for her victim. The rocker was going to enjoy the moment and ensure she buried Monica's face in her cheeks.

Amid the struggle, Melody unloaded a knee up to Monica's tummy. She was looking to bully her by any means so her back was pressed against the turnbuckle. If she managed to get the Jackson clan member in position, Melody would riskily press her body into Monica and begin to climb the turnbuckle. She would come to a stop so that Monica's face was lined up with Melodies crotch. Pushing her head back with her hands, Melody wanted Monica to look up at the ring lights.

"Ya know, I could just smush your face into my panties... but... AND I do mean BUTT!"

Melody would quickly spin and look to sit down right on Monica's face, pinning the back of her head against the turnbuckle pad so that her plump sweaty cheeks slapped down on the Monica's face. It was a risky move, Melody wasnt the most agile but she had enough to at least try the move. Imagine the sight that Monica was faced with as those two meaty cheeks settled down

.... the weight
.... the darkness
.... the panic!

The total lack of anything but Melodies early match musk.

The rocker was so confident in her planned humiliation that she didnt bother to pin or trap Monica's hands, she felt no need to. Sure enough once she got settled with a wiggle to make sure that her rivals face was smothered deep, Melody began her taunting.

"Now was that SO bad Monica? Don't go passing out yet, I have lots of ways to smush your face, I mean you havent even said hello to the girls yet, sheesh... Going straight for the ass, what a slut huh?"