Handicap Match - The Gym Bunnies vs. Bubbles Burste

[Dubski]

The Gym Bunnies vs. Bubbles Burste
Match Type: Handicap Match
Rules: The winner must pin, submit, or knock out her opponent; the single competitor can win by getting a fall on either member of the team.

"Aaaaaaika!" said Capri Clarke with a huge smile, grabbing hold of her partner Aika Sakata by jumping up and wrapping an arm around her shoulders, giving her a big hug. "We're about to beat up a girl by ourselves!"

Sakata was caught off guarding, nearly falling forward but stayed hunched over in the embrace. "...That sounds... mean? And also a bit unfair..."

"Nope! It's great, and it's a match, so it has to be fair. Maybe. I don't know the rules," said Capri, flashing a smile at the camera. "Give me your best 'The Gym Bunnies are going to win and gang up on a girl' smile," added the Iron member of the team. Aika's eyes went wide as she looked mildly mortified at the idea, but a picture was taken nonetheless. Capri turned her phone around to look at it and pouted. "We really need to help get your selfie game on point, girl. This is starting to not cut it."

With a deep sigh, Steel Aika Sakata said, "Right, but... doesn't it strike you weird that they want us to team up against a girl alone?"

Capri rolled her eyes, releasing her partner and waved a hand dismissively. "Probably because we're really hot and attractive and have great personalities and they want us to start winning and make a lot of money or something. Who know? Just be grateful we have an easy match!"

"Okay..." said Sakata, still looking unsure as she waited for their turn to make their entrance.

It was cued up when Way To Go by Rogue Traders played and both members of The Gym Bunnies came out onto the stage. Capri Clarke looked confident, flexing and posing her ripped muscles for the crowd while Aika Sakata stayed behind her, flexing at a few beats off. Her coordination wasn't as strong as she may have hoped to be, but following Capri's lead didn't see like a bad idea. Her partner came across as far more of a natural at this sort of thing.

Eventually, the two muscle babes went down to the ring and stepped inside. Aika nearly tripped over the top rope as she tried to step over it, but Capri caught her, giving her a thumbs up. Maybe they might end up being more coordinated than expected. Still, the Gym Bunnies would continue to pose to the delight of the crowd who admired their strength and physique. They had at least that going for them. But then they would head to their corner, awaiting their opponent to arrive for the match!

"Iron" Capri Clarke & "Steel" Aika Sakata

[BlackAkuma]

Mariah Burste moved through the gorilla position with hurried steps, nearly knocking a few people over in the process. In her defense, she had never been the most elegant mover in high heels, only really wearing them often when she made the switch from wrestler to manager. She was fine enough in them most of the time…except when she was in a hurry. And she was most certainly in a hurry, now.

She came to a stop in front of the dressing room that Bubbles was using for the night and gave it a few quick, hard knocks. ”Bubbles?” Another few knocks. ”Come on, open up! I know you’re in there. The match is about to start, we’ve got to get going on!”

It took a few moments, but soon enough she heard the sound of a chair creaking, followed by heavy, rumbling footsteps, as her hulk of a wife neared the door. She didn’t open it, though. Not just yet. ”Go away. I’m busy pouting.”

Mariah groaned and rolled her eyes back so hard she though they might plop out. She and Bubbles had been going back and forth about this all day, ever since she found out that their handicap match was going to be standard. While it was hardly the first non-hentai bout that they’d done, her wife felt that having two girls that she couldn't go out with was a waste of her Virgin Killer abilities. The potential for hotness was too much for her to ignore, and as such, she’d been in a sulking mood all day. This was the culmination of it, it seemed.

”Bubbles, come oooooooooooooon.” Mariah leaned over and rested her head against the door. ”It’s just a regular match, it’s not the end of the world. And yeah, hentai isn’t allowed, but it’s wrestling. A little touching is bound to happen.”

That got a pause from the other side, a good sign that she was thinking things through. ”I didn’t sign up
‘Just touching’, though…”

”They’re really cute, you know.” Mariah slid her shoulder against the door. ”I got a good look at them. Young. Muscular. Supple.”

”Teens?”

”Early twenties, tops. Greener than grass, I promise. You can get your hands all over them.” Ever the master negotiator, Mariah ran a finger under her chin, pondering a sweetener, and came up with one in short order. ”If you come out, I’ll let you facesit me to sleep tonight.”

That last one was enough to make the dam burst, and Bubbles Burste burst through the door in all her glory, looking down with the same hungry smile that had gotten Mariah into her bed when they first met. ”Deal.” She reached down and tweaked her on the nose. ”But you best believe I’m holding you to that.”

***

Bubbles!

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Bubbles Burst came through the curtain, making her down to the ring with Mariah close behind, bouncing along to her theme music. Sure enough, her wife had told no lies - two incredibly fuckable women were waiting for her in the ring, and while they looked young, they both had impressive physiques. She just hoped that meant they could take a good whipping without giving up. She was out to make the most of this bad situation.

Bubbles hopped up on the apron and stepped over the top rope, making her way inside as Mariah proceeded to circle the ring. Eager and anxious, she hoped from foot to foot, making the ring quake a little with each touch. ”Well, look at you, too. Ain’t I just the cat who got the cream?” She smacked her lips. ”Who’s up first? Not picky, I promise.”

[Dubski]

As Bubbles made her way down to the ring, The Gym Bunnies watched her, examining her. Mostly just that her outfit was pretty fetch. And that she wasn't coming to the ring alone. Aika spoke up first, pointing this out. "Capri...? I thought she was going to be alone," said the Japanese girl hesitantly.

Nodding, Capri waved a hand dismissively. "She is. She just brought a friend, I guess to watch her. I don't know. But I know it's two of us against just her!" said Iron, patting Aika on the shoulder to comfort her. It did not comfort her. Instead, Sakata just sighed in slight annoyance as she crossed her arms. She could tell Bubbles certainly worked out too, and she looked strong and powerful and practically like she was bred for this sort of thing. As Bubbles spoke to them, Aika looked confused, flummoxed by her phrasing. Capri then said to her, "It's just a phrase that she's excited. I think." She wrinkled her nose, not even sure herself, but nonetheless found her smile a moment later.

Sakata then looked at Capri after their opponent asked who was first, and then she slowly started to point at her partner, but her partner smiled and pointed at her quicker. "Definitely Aika!" said Capri.

"Wha--Capri! No!" exclaimed Steel, shaking her head worriedly.

"You're bigger!" objected Iron, gesturing to Bubbles. "You can start and get a good hit on her and I'll be right behind you. Go! Shoo!" She then gave Aika a shove, making her taller partner stumble towards Bubbles.

With a concerned expression, Sakata just stared at Bubbles for a moment and said, "O-okay... Here I come... I guess..." Slowly inching towards Bubbles with her arms out, the towering Aika took a deep breath before attempting to sloppily throw her arms towards her blonde foe in something that looked like a lock up attempt, but Aika was mostly going by memory of what it looked like without any of the actual knowledge behind it. Nonetheless, she would be attempting to grab hold of Bubbles as Capri hung back and watched, a calm smile on her face.

[BlackAkuma]

Bubbles would say one thing about her wife - she was many things, but a liar was never one of them. When she’d said that a pair of beauties were waiting for her in the ring, she hadn't been playing around.

It was hard to decide which one was cuter. The buffer one, Aika, looked solid enough, the kind of girl that Bubbles could put through the paces and still have some fun with. But the smaller one? Yummy. Those slim, slender types were always so squeezable. She could wrap that one up, get her in a breast smother, really go to town…

She was smacking her lips, mouth watering at the thought of it, and it was a good thing that the pair settled on who was starting off when they did. Any longer, and Bubbles’ cravings might’ve gotten the better of her.

”All right, then!” Bubbles rolled her shoulders as Aika stepped up to the plate. ”Now, don’t forget to tag out when you get tired, okay? I want to get a taste of both of you before this is over. Spread the love.”

The bell rang and Bubbles stepped out to meet her opponent, but she stopped for a second when she noticed how unsure the girl looked. Her stance wasn’t bad, but all the hallmarks of a rookie were glaring - the tepid movements, the hesitant looks, the slight tinge of fear. Reminded Bubbles of her first time in the ring.

Didn’t mean she was going to hold back, though.

She plowed forward and locked up, letting her body press against the smaller woman as she drove her back towards the ropes with her superior power. She didn’t shove her all the way over, though - right before they reached the edge, Bubbles let go of the lock up, brought her arms around Aika’s back, pulled her in close, and attempted to send her flying over her with a belly-to-belly suplex, launching her towards the center of the ring.

Mariah, meanwhile, grabbed a seat and plopped down behind Capri, crossing her legs and getting comfy. She threw a quick wave to the young woman and sat back to enjoy the show. ”Don’t mind me. Just the wife/manager, I don’t get involved.” Never hurt to point that out. People always thought she might get butt into Bubbles matches, but she’d never done it. Never needed to.

[Dubski]

Capri Clarke gave Bubbles a weird look as she was asking her to tag in. "Umm... Okay? Sure?" said Iron as she shrugged her shoulders, walking away from the action. Whatever tag out is supposed to mean. Capri just ignored it, assuming it was just some weird wrestler lingo.

As soon as Aika locked up, she actually surprised herself because she was actually able to lock up at all. She briefly smiled... at least until she was being pushed rather easily, looking a bit panicked. "H-hold on!" said Sakata, biting her lip and then pushing back just in time for Burste to release the lock up entirely and grab her in an embrace. Aika was dumbfounded, not sure what she was doing at all--at least until she was sent sailing head over heals onto the mat, letting out a cry of pain on impact and holding her back as she rolled over onto her side. "Wh-what was that!?"

Capri winced after seeing her partner being thrown with relative ease and shook her head. "Gosh..." she muttered, crossing her arms as she stood by the corner, half wondering if she should get involved or let Aika have a chance to fight back. She nearly jumped when she heard Mariah speak up. "Jeez! You scared me!" said Capri, holding a hand to her chest as she looked back at her. "...Oh... kay? Why are you here then? Why not just watch on one of the screens they have in the back?" asked Capri, not really understanding why she would go through the effort of coming out to the ring just to watch.

[BlackAkuma]

Oh, wow, these girls were really green, weren’t they?

Bubbles had realized that before,sure, but when she seized Aika, sent her flying, and the woman reacted as if she’d been hit with some strange, complicated move, it was made painfully apparent. It was starting to feel a little like they shouldn’t have been in the ring this early on. When the handicap match was approved, she’d figured they were setting her up against wrestlers who’d be on the weak side, but this…

Bubbles rolled over to look her opponent’s way as she reeled from the suplex, and crawled over to her on hands and knees. ”That was just a belly to belly, honey. Easy move. Here, I’ll show you. First, I get you standing.”

She reached over, grabbed Aika’s head tight with both hands, and stood back up, dragging the younger woman to her feet along with her.

”Then I reached around your chest, hug you real tight, like…” She brought Aika in with a tight bearhug, slapping their body’s together and lifting her feet off the ground. Breast to breast, hip to hip, she decided to enjoy the grind for a moment, taking in all the sensations as she walked back to the center of the ring with her captive student. She leaned her head forward, just enough to give Aika a lick on the nose. ”With me so farS?”

Mariah, meanwhile, was enjoying her present company, striking up a fun little conversation with Capri, who seemed like a bundle of nerves. Cute girl, though, if a little high-strung. ”The same reason anyone watches a wrestling match live, sweety.” She thumbed back to the audience. ”Best seats in the house. Plus, I can see your cute butt from here.”

Mariah was a strong believer in honesty.

[Dubski]

Aika Sakata was on her side, aching from that belly-to-belly suplex. Waving a hand back in Bubbles' direction, Aika shook her head. "No, I don't need to learn how to do it, but--Hey!" exclaimed Steel as she was being pulled up. Then, she was locked up in a bearhug and let out a loud gasp of pain and groaned as she tried to pull herself away. "Stop...!" Then, Aika felt the lick on her nose and instantly made a face, turning her head away. "Gross!" yelled Sakata, trying and failing to break free from the painful submission.

Capri cringed even more as she saw her partner being crushed in the bearhold and groaned, covering her face. "Oh, no. This is going bad," muttered Iron before Mariah was addressing her again. She looked back and offered her an uneasy smile. "Thaaanks, it is a cute butt. But I think I need to go help Aika out here," said Capri as she began walking towards Bubbles. Taking a deep breath, she pat her opponent on the shoulder and said, "Hi! Can you please let Aika go? She's had enough and I would super appreciate it." Capri Clarke flashed a winning smile at her opponent, hoping to convince her to let Aika go.

[BlackAkuma]

Bubbles made sure to get the most out of the moment, really grinding hard into Aika and letting their bodies mash against each other. Muscle scraping against muscles, pressing and pushing and smooshing and sliding, all while the heat built up. This was the sort of lovely friction she lived for, and it was taking no small amount of effort for her to keep herself from really getting into it and letting herself run wild.

It was just then that she felt a tap on her shoulder, which she figured was the referee, probably giving her a reminder of what sort of match this really was. ”Easy, easy, I’m going to-”

She was taken aback when she saw that the other woman had just sauntered into the ring, tagless, like it was the most normal thing to do. ”Um…okay? I was about to, anyway, but if you want me to hurry up…”

Bubbles stepped back to create some space, spun about, arched her back, and ‘let Aika go’ by hurling her overhead with another belly-to-belly suplex, hurling her to the far corner of the ring.

[Dubski]

Capri smiled at Bubbles before giving Aika a thumbs up and wave before addressing her opponent again. "Okay, great! Thanks. It's completely fine. I just wanted to--Oh no! Wait! Stop! Do--" Clarke looked away as her partner was thrown in another powerful belly-to-belly suplex! Aika landed hard, her body bouncing as her top half rolled up... and then right back down as she groaned on the mat, holding the back of her head.

Iron stood there looking at her partner sadly before looking back at Bubbles and taking a deep breath before smiling diplomatically. "I think we both know that's not what I meant by letting her go. Because that was definitely more of a throw than just letting her go. Like you had to really put force behind that but it's fine! I appreciate what you're doing here, but I think you need to lay off her for a bit," explained Capri, gesturing to her groaning partner laying on the mat. "Please?" added Clarke with a sugary sweet smile.

[BlackAkuma]

Yeah, that was a little mean of Bubbles. She couldn't resist.

She had a playful grin on her face as she came back up, and gave out an innocent whistle as Capri called her out on the little trick. She looked over her shoulder and saw Aika, already looking like she’d been through the ringer after taking only two suplexes. Clearly not built for the longer matches, these two.

”All right, all right, I’ll throw you a bone.” She waltzed on over to her fallen, flopping opponent, bent down and picked the smaller woman up, tucking her tight under her arm. She stood up and marched back across her ring to the opponent’s corner, carrying her like a rug, until she was in tagging range of Capri.

”Feel like it’s a bit early for a tag, but suit yourself.” She shrugged and dropped Aika, letting her fall in range of her partner, before she backed off to the center of the ring with hands on hips. ”Come on in, the water’s fine.”