Claudia Augustina vs. Gwendolyn DuPont Bettencourt (Cake Batter Match)

[TheManVan]

Match Type: Standard
Victory Conditions: Pinfall or Submission
Ring: A Pool filled with Cake Batter, Tables are set up poolside with various amounts of cake ingredients
Special: Hentai Tactics are Allowed

Another night of action in the Arena of LAW and whenever the ring was dismantled and replaced by a pool, the fans watched with intrigued eyes as they noticed what had filled the pool. Unlike the usual notions of mud or pudding, it was instead cake batter that had filled the pool! The near yellowish whiteish paste was mixed in to create a slushy goo, looking like to be a very difficult battlefield for the competitors of the night. And the pool was not the only thing that was set up at ring side, around the pool and next to the barricade was plenty of other ingredients to make a cake along with frosting and sprinkles, odd since the cake would never reach that state at this moment.

But not that anyone would object for their use on the competitors of the night.

Bikini

The Symbol of Love's theme began to play as the Italian came for a night of fun, dressed in her striped white and red bikini to hold in her lovely assets as she pressed her fingers onto her lips, blowing out a kiss to the crowd ready to watch the gooey action unfold before them as she made her way down to pool side. The pool along with the tables set up made Claudia aware of the kind of action she was very greatly interesting in having as she reached into the pool, dipping her finger in the batter to test it's consistency as it clung to her finger, definitely one of the more thicker substances she has ever fought in before.

However, this was the kind of excitement that Claudia was looking for! She wasn't afraid to get down and dirty trying a new substance to wrestle in, turning back towards the ramp, waiting to see just what kind of woman was awaiting for her!

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Opting to embark upon this auspicious venture into LAW's ranks, while fiscally advantageous given her lucrative contract negotiations alongside furthering her own personal quest to ensure that her illustrious name is forever immortalized amongst the annals of wrestling history as a paragon of exquisite wrestling expertise~...nevertheless came with certain caveats. In particular the non-negotiable clauses within her contract which enables her to be subjected to matches distinctly outside the heiress' wheelhouse, namely of the lascivious, filthy, and decidedly suggestive variety. Aghast though her imperial pride felt once learning of this specific scheduled matchup, the posh sophisticate started interpreting this as merely an auspicious opportunity to broaden her wrestling horizons. One swathed in debauched depravity and baking batter...but a fortuitous opportunity, regardless. Gwendolyn's internalized attempts at rationalizing her irksome position continuing onward even as she started making her entrance with an exasperated huff from behind gorilla position.

Imperial Bikini

Gwendolyn dramatically brushing aside the curtain to start purposefully striding down the ramp as her royal theme heralded the high-borns grandiose appearance. A determined look in her eyes that would be largely unnoticed since most audience members attention was drawn to the alluring two piece bikini that clung tightly to the shapely curves of her voluptuous aristocratic figure. Posh regality exuded with each poised step and contemptuous disdain for the lowbrow masses unfit to be within eyesight of her, but whose sight themselves continued to ogle the prudish bluebloods exquisite proportions. Gwendolyn's imperial march ceasing once at ring/poolside, snobbish repugnance on her facials as her folded her arms beneath her bounteous bust and flicked at the battered goo beneath with her toe. Testing it's viscosity before directing the same spiteful glare towards Claudia beside her. "I take it I have you to thank for this sleaze-strewn depravity? Orchestrated on your insistence, no doubt." Gwen's accusations accompanied by an impatient tapping of her bare foot.

[TheManVan]

The crowd in attendance was rumbling with excitement as Claudia waited at pool side, hands on her hips waiting in anticipation to what kind of beautiful woman was going to step into the pool with her and unorthodoxly make a cake. She wouldn't have to wait long however, the regal theme would soon take over the arena speakers as Claudia's posture straightened, puffing out her chest to proudly display herself as she would soon see what she was dealing with and what she was dealing with. With a sudden parting of the curtains, before everyone was a was a beautiful and prim lady in a tight fitting bikini of blue and gold flair, definitely someone who didn't look like they would ever partake in something like this.

That made the appeal all the more alluring, to see how she would adapt and those ever so cute expressions when they went down and dirty in the cake batter. She stood proud, standing while watching the grandiose approach as she strutted towards the pool and the Symbol of Love. It was made pretty clear that the other blonde did not find the same excitement in rolling around in cake batter as Claudia did, the Symbol of Love's lips curling into a smile as she took the accusation in stride as she leaned closer to her opponent.

"Ooooooh? What's wrong, are you afraid of getting a little dirty?" Claudia gave her opponent a sly look, bringing their faces just an inch apart, "Well I wouldn't be, you and me are in for a lot of fun! So how about you drop the prudish look..." she trailed off as she reached her hand out to try and stroke Gwendolyn on her shoulder, "...and have some fun with me?"

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Unbeknownst to those lacking familiarity with Gwendolyn's vaunted wrestling career, the heiress actually has match experience similar to the batter swathed arena before her. Gwendolyn having taken part in a scandalous mud match within the scorching warmth of the Summer season against an equally heated rival. Debauched depravity though she became drenched in by the battle's conclusion, in the end it was yet another illustrious victory tallied amongst all her numerous others. Gwendolyn lamenting that she would once again be called upon to partake in so uncivilized a contest which is undoubtedly unbecoming of a refined noblewoman such as herself, at first directing her prudish ire at her bikini-ed adversary of the night. Who took it upon herself to already begin encroaching upon her personal space...

Gwendolyn's sophisticated scowl inching back slightly and offering a quirked eyebrow once Claudia started conversing with her nonchalantly as if they were close compatriots, shirking off Claudia's hand upon the heiress' frigid shoulder. Snobbishly retorting with a flamboyant flick of her golden ringlets and upturned nose directed to the side. "Hmph...as if a noblewoman of mine own sophisticated upbringing would derive enjoyment from frolicking within slop like common swine. Clearly we possess starkly oppositional definitions of the word fun. However, since you apparently possess zero qualms with partaking in this debased endeavor..." Gwen smirking smugly before taking it upon herself to abruptly shove Claudia while also tripping out the symbols legs, resulting in a face front splash into the cake battered ring.

[TheManVan]

Claudia had to admit, even with the standoffish attitude of the girl she was very beautiful. And that proud nature also was alluring, she wanted her even more to drag her down into the cake batter and get dirty with her. To see how she would look with a thick coating of batter on her got her excited! She was pulled out of her fantasy when her hand was jostled off of the shoulder, tossing off Claudia's brazen attempts to woo her and earned a chuckle out of Claudia with her emphatic refusal.

"Ha! Well a snob like you deserves a more than a little of slop on your body, maybe it'll make you lighten up!" she retorted, the tension between the two already growing as the audience's excitement was palatable as they couldn't wait for the two blondes to go at it. Claudia joined in that excitement, but she would not have to wait long as Gwendolyn was the first to take action! Her eyes widened as Gwendolyn shoved her, trying to throw her legs back to regain balance only to find that Gwen's leg tripping her up!

Twisting her around, she landed face first into the batter, splashing it about as her front was completely coated! Pushing herself up, she was blinded by the thick batter, spitting out what was in her mouth as she was left vulnerable from the 'dirty' beginning!

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Gwendolyn considering this duplicitous action as merely a way of killing two birds with one stone. Not only did it decide whom amongst them would enter the cake battered ring first, but also which between them would suffer the initial splatfalling indignity of being covered head to toe in cake ingredients first. Gwendolyn smirking snobbishly and obviously satisfied over having officially won the first battle in what was assuredly meant to be an ankle-deep slog through a war of attrition. But aware of her contractual obligations, the heiress would than begrudgingly start dipping one dainty toe into the delectable sludge below, before huffing out a sigh of resignation and dauntlessly walking into the ring. A gesture officially signaling the beginning of the match via the ring bell.

Goosebumps trailing all around as the visible ick factor on her noble facials dictated Gwendolyn's disgust at this entire venture, but nevertheless regaining her poised composure as best she could once approaching Claudia to now be dominantly standing over her hunched over fellow blonde still blinded and gasping. "Mere slop has no place desecrating mine own immaculate physique. Whereas you appear right where you belong and content to writhe about in the muck, it appears. Well, who am I to deprive you of your rightful place? Squirming pitiably beneath me~..." Gwendolyn haughtily pontificated when one of the smug aristocrat's raised feet would be emphatically shoved down upon Claudia's raised back, attempting to flatten her foe back into the cake battered muck below.

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Claudia was still blinded by the batter on her face, the thick consistency slowly gooping down her face as she pushed herself up on her fours. But she would quickly be reintroduced to the batter as Gwendolyn would quickly plant her foot and forced her right back down into the batter! A loud splat rang out as all of Claudia's body went back into the thick substance! 'Nnnnngh! Wh-why you!" she strained out as Gwen took the time to talk down on her in the literal sense, the strong position the drillbit blonde had over her!

She could hear her opponent's smug and condescending words showering down on her, embarrassment flowed through her being put in a position like this so early on! Her squirming would intensify, trying to get the foot off of her and get Gwen off! "When I get my hands on you, we'll see who looks better in this batter!" she cried out as she pushed on her hands and knees, trying to suddenly and forcibly push herself up out of the batter to try and free herself from the underfoot of Gwendolyn!

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Thoroughly undignified though this entire enterprise was, Gwendolyn couldn't deny that she was beginning to appreciate the carnal spectacle of it all now that her imperial control of matters was firmly entrenched. The base of her foot wedged between Claudia's shoulder blades as she politely offered the bikinied Italian a chance to have all the "fun" Claudia could ever want...namely by having her wallow in the battered slop beneath her like a slovenly pig in mud. Gwendolyn's hand situated upon her curved hip as her adversary thrashed about, swished and swayed and splashed until finally undoing the regal aristocrat's stamped stance to a bemused smirk as she backpedaled a step. Smugly content in proving to Claudia that perhaps she was more adept in getting dirty than her foe may have realized.

"Oho, such hostility considering how enthused you were by this venture. Now whose afraid of getting dirty?~..." Gwendolyn's conceited words coming with her bare foot placed against Claudia's pert rump while she's on her hands and knees, with an emphatic shove to make her adversary slide forward and get caked in batter once again. Debasing Claudia further until her foe started rising again to notice Gwendolyn securely latch onto the symbol's waist from behind her. Seemingly aiding Claudia back to her feet with the ominous swelled bloom of Gwen's royal abundance felt against her back, this is until Claudia's world could potentially turn upside down in an instant with an attempt of one of the regal heiress' flawless German Suplexes that she would release a few seconds after the cake splattering splashdown.

[TheManVan]

Being duped was never on Claudia's lips and Gwendolyn had duped her pretty hard, she didn't expect a woman like her to cut from below but after hearing more from her mouth the intent was very clear where it came from. She continued to push herself up despite the foot on her back, shoving back against the weight of her opponent pressing down on her. The cake batter clung to her body, oozing off of her in clumps as she attempted to rise up while Gwendolyn's foot was right on her butt, pushing her off of balance even now.

"I was enthused before you decided to blindsight me!" Claudia clarified to her aristocratic opponent, being jolted forward by the forceful foot as she stumbled, almost losing her balance to go dipping back into the cake batter with just an inch to go. But she recovered, slapping her hand in the thick goop to hold herself up while her teeth gritted, a minor setback as she went right back to rising up onto her feet where a new development occurred with Gwendolyn's arms swooping in and wrapping around her waist!

"Tch! Let's see if you can say that once you get down as well!" she fired back to Gwendolyn's sneer, more determined than ever to get the blonde down into the batter!

Quickly Claudia felt her opponent lean into her, hauling her up out of the batter with her royal pair of breasts bearing into her back while the Symbol of Love's hands quickly shooting to the arms wrapped around her waist, trying to pry them off, twisting and turning to try and worm her way out while slathering the batter that was on her body onto Gwendolyn's. But before she could make any tangible progress, the Royal sprung her plot onto Claudia, whipping back and pulling Claudia with her to suplex her into a messy splash!

"Guuuuuuuh!"

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Mere semantics appeared to be the root of contention between Gwendolyn and her adversary languishing within the battered butter beneath them as Claudia was the one who first proposed the heiress start having fun with these slovenly circumstances. Unaware that Gwen's interpretation of "fun" was the smug satisfaction derived from having the supreme advantage over her opponent whilst quite literally rubbing it in their face as thoroughly as the prim socialite could. Gwendolyn was abundantly aware that her fun couldn't last forever however once Claudia started valiantly surging upward, with the heiress opting to mischievously shove her barefoot against the Symbol Of Love's backside to make it appear as if Claudia was sliding into first base at a baseball game. Only with caked sludge coating her frame instead of the more typical grounded dirt.

A certain devilish joy was written on her posh visage as she delighted in hauling her cake battered foe back up to her wavering feet, an airtight attachment between them with the imperialist’s hips hugging her adversaries in a German Suplex position Gwendolyn was more than accustomed to performing by now. In spite of her foe being slathered head to toe in an irksomely slippery substance she was less than accustomed to, the seamless suplex was executed to perfection with bikinied backside showcased briefly before allowed to topple over herself. "Vilify me all you wish, tis merely the fun you requested of me~..." Gwendolyn obnoxiously taunted before seating her royal rump upon her foe's spine and situating both of her arms over Gwen's thighs, interlocking her fingers beneath her rival's chin for an attempted camel clutch with a bounced display of her caked chest.