Win by forcing your opponent to pass out.
Loser must Kiss the Winner ass.
Doing some light stretches backstage, Sydney is getting ready for the biggest test in her career. 'Heather Sunderland... After tonight you're going to know that I mean to become a top contender in this company,' she says while pumping her fist to hyper herself up.
She studied the smaller woman and saw how rough and tough the other woman was, but the difference between the two of them was the weight due to being a heavyweight and Heather a middleweight. So the chances of her winning this match are high... if she wrestle smart and uses her best feature against the other woman who from past matches seem to have trouble when dealing with wrestlers who enjoy using their booty to smother her out cold.
Reaching back and smacking her own plump backside with her hand to watch it bounce and jiggle, Sydney is ready for this match and is going into it, confident that she will force the smaller Heather to kiss the peach. Her entrance is shorter now only due to her walking with a spring in her step, eager to be in a match that she knows that on paper she should win and dominate her opponent with ease... but she is not taking Heater for granted at all.
But she is on the side of caution due to what will happen to the loser if she loses the match, as she slides into the ring and blows a kiss to the crowd with her hands... that confidence look in her eyes says otherwise. 'Come on, Heather, I know you're just dying to try my peach ...' Sydney says while turning around and pointing to her plump backside.
