Vanille 'Cream' Cadieux vs. Bubbles Burste - For Me, It Was Tuesday

[BlackAkuma]

Match Type: Hardstyle Hentai:
Victory Conditions: Victory can only be obtained by pinfall, submission or KO after making your opponent orgasm.

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Mariah was worried about this match.

Not for her wife, mind you. Bubbles Burst was a sexual behemoth. Bubbles Burste was a carnal juggernaut. Bubbles Burste was one of the horniest, most dangerous, most unstoppable women in any hentai division in the entire world. She did not doubt that her wife would roll into this match and take down Cream with relative ease, and they’d be home in time to beat the sunset. She never worried for her wife in any of her matches, let alone ones where she was literally twice the size of her opponent.

No, no - today, she was worried for her opponent. Vanille. The woman that Bubbles had annihilated a few years back, and the woman she was about to annihilate again.

Mariah came around the corner of the gorilla position with two water bottles she’d swiped from catering, making her way to the area where Bubbles was getting in her last minute stretches. As usual, her wife was a veritable fountain of untamed, horny energy, hopping about, getting loose and limber, hyping herself up for what she assumed would be a massacre. She’d been in a good mood ever since they came across Vanille and got her to take a match, and there was nothing Mariah hated more than to rain on her wife’s parade, but…

”Hey,” She came up behind Bubbles and tapped her on the shoulder with the cold bottle, making her shiver and jump before she turned about with a giggle. ”Looks like you’re ready to go.”

”You know it.” She took the water and popped the cap. ”Been dreaming about getting my hands on that little cream drop for days now. The things I got planned…” She let that sentence finish itself as she went to gulp down the ice water.

Yup, just what Mariah was afraid of. ”About that.” She gave her own water bottle a tepid sip. ”Far be it from me to spoil things or tell you how to wrestle, but could you try and go a little easy on the poor girl?” She winced and pinched her forefinger and thumb together. ”Just a little? For me?”

Bubbles canted her head to the side, confused, as if Mariah had just started speaking in tongues. ”What? You want me to like…throw the match?”

”No.” She held up a finger quick, wanting to quash that idea right way. ”I’m just saying, if you don’t need to throw it into full gear, don’t throw it into full gear. I think you really did a number of the poor girl last time, she’s a little afraid of you. I know you don’t remember it, but she clearly does, and you don’t want to give her PTSD.” She held up her hands. ”You can handle her, easy. Just don’t go into overkill mode.”

Bubbles chewed on her lips, looking for all the world like a little kid outside of a locked candy store. ”But…but she’s so cute…”

”Please?”

”But and her breasts are so nice…”

”Please? Mariah threw in the pout, this time.

Bubbles stared at her for a moment, before the dam broke. She threw her hands back and let out a big sigh. ”Fine, fine. I promise not to ragdoll her.” She huffed and folded her arms. ”But you’ve got to make up for it tomorrow night and wear the Harley Quinn outfit. Deal?”

”Deal.” Mariah came over, stood on her tiptoes, and gave Bubbles a peck on the cheek. ”Love ya, sweety.”


Bubbles found herself in the ring a few minutes later, getting in some last-minute stretches as her

played. She looked over to Mariah as she sat near the timekeeper’s area, and gave her a thumbs-up before she brought her focus back to the ramp.

She rolled her shoulders and had a wistful moan. ”The things I do for love.”

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Cream gave one last sigh, trying to get rid of all and any nerves that were eating her up. Ever since meeting Bubbles again, something was just eating at her. While luckily it wasn’t like before she turned into a Heel, it was more than she normally had.

“Ugh! Why am I being like this! I'm better than this!” Screamed Cream angrily, annoyed at her nerves. It wasn’t like this was her first hentai match! Sure it was the first one that had specific rules for hentai but it wasn’t like this was the first time she did anything sexual towards someone in LAW.

Taking a deep breath, she banished any and all types of nerves and stared at the mirror in front of her. After a few more seconds Cream smirked. “I got this!”

Reaching down, she finished lacing up her boots and gave herself one last check over in the mirror. “Perfect! I’m ready.” Cream said confidently. She left the locker room and headed towards her match. It took no time at all before she walked through her curtains and headed straight for the ring.

Music

Cream

Cream gave a stunning smile at hearing all the mixed reactions she was getting. It was just like the audience to make her feel better with all types of reactions to her.

She strutted down the ramp, making sure she gave everyone a show with her strutting as each step, her breasts bounced around in her tight bra.

Walking up the steel steps, she paused halfway between entering the ring through the ropes. She sat on the ropes before posing and blowing kisses to all of her adoring fans and the camera. Being a little teasing, she even blew a kiss towards Mariah and Bubbles. Her breasts jiggled around for a few seconds before Cream stopped her pose and entered all the way into the ring.

Cream gave Bubbles a smirk as she leaned against her ring corner, mentally hyping herself up and ready for this!

[BlackAkuma]

Ugh, Bubbles was already regretting this. Not that she would ever turn down a chance to roll around with a hot, young woman, but she wasn’t used to wrestling with one arm tied behind her back. As much as she didn’t want to argue with Mariah, she was tempted to buck the trend and just go all in regardless, but no - she would be the good wife. She could hold back. Just for one day, just for one day.

That wasn’t made any easier, though, when her charming and sexy opponent came out and made her way down to the ring, greeting the fans on her way. Bubbles chewed on her lip as she came through the ropes and threw teasing looks her way, practically begging for the Virgin Killer to come over there. With those delectable legs and those slappable hips and that tiny bra that was straining to keep her breasts in check…

Ooof. Down girl. Easy, easy.

She practiced some restraint for the moment, holding back as the referee came between them. After a quick nod their way, she threw down her hand and signaled for the match to begin. Bubbles resisted the urge to come barreling out right away and instead moved forward with her hands up, slowly advancing on the much smaller woman. ”All right, creamdrop.” Bubbles smacked her lips as she closed in. ”Let’s see if you can refresh my memory, huh? Come over here…”

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Cream had no idea about Bubbles and Mariah's deal. If she knew about it, she would have felt a multitude of mixed feelings. The biggest ones would be embarrassed and angry at the two, with Mariah not thinking she was good enough to take Bubble fully on and Bubbles at actually agreeing to the idea. But luckily for Cream, she didn’t hear the conversation.

Seeing Bubble chewing her lip, Cream gave a small smirk, seeing her plan was working. She knew just how easy it was to tease and distract the taller woman, which was why Cream was more than happy to flaunt her looks. A thing that she tried in their last match, which sadly for her, didn’t workout in the end. But this time, Cream was more than prepared for it.

Cream smirked at hearing the bell ringing, more than ready to start it off but what surprised her was Bubbles not rushing at her and instead had her hands up. The blonde haired woman wasn’t dumb, there was no way she could handle someone like Bubbles with her strength but pretended to raise her arms up and walked towards the muscular woman like she was.

Cream felt a spark of anger at hearing Bubbles little nickname, remembering Bubbles calling her the same thing in their previous match. “Well if you insist!” Cream said with a innocent smile as she took a few steps closer to Bubbles. Once it looked like she was about to lock her hands with Bubbles, she would do a swift kick to Bubbles leg, hoping to surprise her opponent.

Cream then unleashes a few more strong kicks to the same exposed leg before getting closer to Bubbles and trying a forearm strike to her face. Cream knew it wouldn’t do her good for a strength contest against Bubbles, which was why she was hoping she was faster and could get away from the muscular, beautiful woman before she could grab her.

[BlackAkuma]

Bubbles were only really paying half attention to the match at hand, too busy trying to think of ways to end this match without snapping Vanille in half. She could put her in the breast smother, always a favorite, and the Frenchwoman’s head was just about the right shape to get deep into her cleavage. It was a soft, safe way to do it, but Mariah might not like it if she got knocked out. A bearhug? It had been a while since she got a win from that one. She could even throw in a kiss for good measure, really make it tasty…but what if Vanille had some back problems?

It was no good. A lifetime of never holding back, and now she had to pussyfoot?

She was still racking her brain when Vanille decided to choose for her, coming in for a surprising head-on assault, looking she wanted to grapple. Bubbles chuckled at first, bringing her hands up, ready to hurl Vanille across the ring, but-

”Ow!” Bubbles yelped as Vanille kicked her in the knee, forcing her to hop up on one knee. ”Hey, that-” And another kick and another kick and another kick. Bubbles hopped back, step after step, favoring her good leg. Vanille made full use of the opportunity, too, when she leaped up and threw a wild forearm strike at her face, clocking her right on the chin.

It wasn’t enough to bring Bubbles down or even hurt her all that much, but it did wake her up and put her in mind to retaliate. Grunting, she let her foot come down and made a short charge at Vanille, swinging her arm as she closed in to level the woman with a lariat.

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Cream grinned at seeing her strategy was working, taking enjoyment at each strike connecting to the behemoth of a woman. Finishing her strike, she did a strong forearm strike to her face. While a little disappointed that it only made Buble stumble a little, she knew her strike wouldn’t bring her down. Though once she did, it would be all the more sweeter once she did.

Seeing Bubbles annoyed and looking ready to charge at her, Cream got ready. When Bubbles ran at her, arm extended for a lariat, Cream would fully duck underneath the swinging arm and run to the ropes. Using the ropes to bounce off of them and run even faster, she would rocket towards her opponent.

Using the extra momentum, Cream would jump with one leg on Bubble’s knee and twist her body upwards, getting up even higher. After her twist, her legs would wrap around Bubble’s neck and using all her strength in her legs, she would twist backwards and hoped that she would toss her foe with a hurricanrana.

Step-up Into Hurricanrana

[BlackAkuma]

Okay, so, what was Bubbles learning about Cream?

Well, she was fast—like, really fast. Faster than Bubbles, which wasn’t saying much, but still worth noting. The gap was fairly big, with her moving around the ring at a pace the Virgin Killer couldn't keep up with. It wasn’t the first time someone had tried to speed-blitz her; it was a common and obvious topic given her size, but that didn’t make it any less annoying.

She would catch Cream. Eventually. She was sure of that. It would just be an immense pain in her ass until she did. Case in point…

Bubbles swung wide and missed, stumbling forward on awkward legs. She turned around in time to see Cream taking flight, coming at her with those delectable thighs, wrapping them around her head and pulling her down with no small amount of momentum. It was just enough to pull her off her feet and send her flying, ass-over-teakettle, tumbling towards the corner. Bubbles flopped over to her back, then sat up quick, grabbing the ropes to steady herself as she rose, still dizzy from the crazy spill.

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Cream grinned in excitement at seeing her plan has been working like a charm! It felt soo amazing at sending the amazoness like woman tumbling and getting her off her feet. With Bubbles on her back and eventually getting back up with the rope help to steady herself, Cream would keep up the attack.

Cream would quickly send a few more kicks at Bubbles, hoping to force the tall woman backwards and right into the ring post. Once Bubbles was there, Cream would give a few kicks towards Bubbles’s long, muscular legs and grab one of said leg. Using all her strength, Cream would give a strong yank at it and used a leg to kick Bubbles other standing leg, hoping to force Bubbles onto her butt and force her to lay on her butt against the ring post.

If it worked, Cream would then give multiple strong kicks and stomps onto Bubble’s face, forcing the woman to lay more on the bottom turnbuckle. Eventually however, the ref quickly had to get Cream away from Bubbles, giving the tall woman a few seconds to recover.

Cream would take a few steps back, giving Bubbles the room but once the ref stopped complaining, Cream would run right back and give a strong kick to Bubble’s chin, hoping to keep Bubbles down for her next attack.

[BlackAkuma]

Mariah was starting to suspect that telling Bubbles to take it easy on Vanille had been a mistake.

She reached this salient conclusion right around the time the young Frenchwoman descended on her wife like a starving jackal, viciously laying into her with a flurry of frantic fists. Bubbles wasn’t the best boxer on a typical day, but she was dizzy and she was hurting, and she was confused, which made her easy prey for Vanille. Kick after kick after kick sliced at her legs, destroying her base. She went down easy when Vanille came over and grabbed her leg, letting her flop down hard on her butt.

It only got worse from there, as Vanille kept up the kicks at a staccato pace, mercilessly and mirthlessly throwing blow after blow into the downed Bubbles’ body. It was a lot to take, even for a woman her size, and while no one kick did that much damage, the mounting damage took its toll. By the time the referee pulled them apart, the Virgin Killer was a huffing, panting, reddened mess.

”Bubbles!” Mariah came over to her wife’s side of the ring and called out from a safe distance. ”Babe, are you all right?”

”No!” Bubbles snapped back as if it was the dumbest question she’d ever been asked. She proceeded to try to pull herself back up on stumbling feet, trying to get back into the fight and shake off the hellacious assault.

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Cream was stalking Bubbles like she was prey, waiting for the ref to finally get out of the way so she could keep on attacking. Finally once the ref moved out of the way, Cream would run at the stunned giant and give her a strong knee strike to her chin. She knew just how tough Bubbles was, and hating to admit it, her blows properly weren't as effective as if they were on normal wrestlers. So that just meant she needed to keep on giving her opponent non-stop strikes!

Using a foot to grind Bubble’s face into the turnbuckle, Cream would keep doing this for a few more seconds, taking great enjoyment at seeing the physically stronger woman panting and huffing madly. After a few counts from the ref, Cream would stop this and walk away from Bubbles. Moving all the way back to the opposite ring corner, Cream would take off and run at the down woman.

Turning back at the last second, Cream slammed her almost bare soft ass into Bubbles face. Feeling Bubbles head bounced off the turnbuckle her head was laying on, Cream would move her butt back before she slammed it again on Bubbles face. This time she would begin shaking her bubble butt and rub it all over Bubble’s face, giving Mariah a good view and Bubbles a amazing view of her ass.

Hip attack + stinkface combo

Cream remembers all so well about Bubbles comments about her ass and grabbing her ass many times throughout their last encounter, so Cream decided why not and see if it could help Bubble’s remember their last match. Giggling and loving every second at humiliating the taller woman, Cream would back away a few seconds later, acknowledging the ref 4 count.