AFW Replay: Pudding Tussle! Amy Evans vs Odessa Brock

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Like she had tricked a few people Amy shows she was more then a one trick pony and sent Odessa reeling to the floor , even better once she got her there Amy made sure to get back to the main objective and started smothering the Dark-skinned wrestler, cherishing her moans as she was feeling the full extent of what Amy was willing to dish out. "Oh and you owe me a new top, so until you can pay that back..ill be taking this." She said grabbing at Odessa's own and trying to pull it off of her as Odessa grabbed at her bottoms and tried to yank on them as well.

"Are you-What the? You really want to play it this way huh? That jealous of my clothes?" Amy felt her bottoms being pulled as she tried to steady herself by bringing one hand to the mat but even with her legs hooked around Odessa she couldn't stay in her top position as she was rolled off the top as she fell to the side.




Odessa couldn't hear anything Amy was saying, of course. That big, pudding-soaked ass was making it quite difficult to concentrate on anything else, and even if she had all the leisure in the world to listen to her opponent's chatter, the chocolate pudding dripping down off of Amy's round posterior was coming down in sheets over Odessa's whole head, covering up her ears and making it impossible to hear anything other than a very dull, distant roar of the crowd and maybe some soft vibrations which indicated the blonde was trying to trash talk her.

Odessa could feel perfectly fine, though, and right as she was making her escape attempt she felt those hands on her chest, Amy having some fun with her, it seemed, as the blonde pulled off her top! Maybe Amy thought she was just getting Odessa back, though it was pretty obvious that she had a growing obsession with Odessa's body, and not just her belly. As Odessa felt her stringy bikini top come away from her breasts, pulling pudding with it and briefly exposing a few stretches of her brown skin, including most of her hard nipples.

Right after getting stripped, Odessa yanked up and to the side on Amy's bikini bottoms, using her incredible strength to toss her foe off to the side. With Amy rolling, Odessa would roll with her, trying to shove the blonde onto her back and clamber up on top of her! "Well, Amy, if you really wanted to see my tits...you could have just asked," Odessa taunted, before she would drop her chest onto Amy's face, looking to seal Amy's face between her pudding-covered tits for a smother of her own!

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The moans helped her realize she had Odessa on the ropes for now as her ass left even less room for her to fight out of then her chest and Odessa had to resort to trying to strip her down some more in an desperate bid to escape, a bid Amy countered in her own way by removing the girls bra. Especially poignant considering it was by all accounts fair play since Odessa started it first and succeeded in removing it from the girls chest as she got the girl to be left topless as she pushed her off somehow. The blonde felt her legs that once circle the girls head slip from her grasp all the same.

Suddenly Odessa tried to push on her attempting to pin her to the floor. "Pfft. You couldn't pay me to care about your chest..you took my bra so i took yours!" Amy retorted as she tried to push against Odessa before she pushed her chest into her. Amy tried to shake her head and fight as the girls chest blocked her air and made her struggled to breathe. Bridging in an effort to get free Amy tried to push her to one side desperately looking for a break, if none of that worked shed resort to her next big trick..biting her boob.





Now Amy was just trying to be hurtful, and Odessa's lips pinched together tightly in distaste as she shoved Amy over and climbed on top of her. "Now, now, there's no reason to be a little snot just because you don't happen to be on top," Odessa would chastise, giving the blonde a little piece of her mind before she planted her breasts right on the woman's face, letting her sloppy chest completely envelop Amy's head, or at least her face, until no part of it was visible for all of the chocolate pudding dripping and running down all over it.

"You know, this won't be fun for either of us if you intend to keep up that sort of tone," she would continue, after she established herself atop her American opponent. "Competition doesn't inherently beget disrespect. So maybe we can h—aaahhh!"

Odessa couldn't help but holler after a few seconds. Amy's struggling and wiggling was something she could handle, wrapping her arms around her opponent when she bridged, clinging to her, even if her breasts slid a little bit and the seal over Amy's face became less than perfectly secure. Odessa thought she could stay on top, but that was thrown into question when Amy unveiled her next tactic: biting Odessa's boob. That was what made her holler, and it broke her concentration, as Odessa would slide off to the side, her breast smarting as she tried to roll away from Amy and get a chance to take stock!

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Being on top or not were the least of her concerns as she found the girl trying to take over and acting like she was a child in need of discipline instead of the tough fighter she had shown herself to be day in and day out. Instead though Odessa continued her climb, trying to mount her for control and push her down to allow her own chest to press into the blonde's face while she looked to smother her out once and for all. Though Amy kept pushing and trying to break free from her, eventually she settled for just biting the freshly exposed chest...and took a bit of the chocolate with it.

Amy's first instinct was to suck in air, Odessa's chocolate covered boobs proving sufficient in blocking any air from escaping. Still while Odessa rolled away Amy moved in, turning to her side she tried to give chase to the girl before she could recuperate. Odessa was still a tough cookie, and letting her get the chance to strike just made her harder to put down in the long run. Reaching for her hair Amy looked to pull her in close and try to catch her across the face. "What? You put chocolate in my face and don't expect me to eat it?"




For a woman who didn't want to be seen as a child, Amy certainly did more than an adult amount of biting. Odessa didn't treat her with any less respect than any other opponent she faced, but the blonde woman seemed to have some sort of stick up her butt, and the immediate result was Odessa rolling over to the side, a hand rubbing at her bitten breast as she let out a soft hiss between her teeth. The sharp, stinging pain was already beginning to die down, but Amy didn't seem to want to give her any room, as the American woman lunged forward to grab onto Odessa's hair, yanking her forward into another punch!

"Mmmff!" Odessa grunted, as her head snapped to the side, pudding flying as her face was momentarily flattened by the blow. Those punches were going to add up to a longer-lasting pain than the bite, and of course it was just her luck to find another jealous blonde who just couldn't help but go tugging on her hair. Odessa smirked. The pudding was making things interesting, but this kind of exchange she knew well. "Come, now, then you clearly were enticed by my breasts. Let's be honest with each other, hmm, love?"

She reached up and grabbed onto Amy's hair in retaliation, giving it a hard yank, swinging her other hand around at the same time to try to slam her fist right into Amy's cheek!

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Punching at Odessa Amy felt far more at home here then she did in that stupid pudding pit. No dumb gimmicks just Amy throwing her best at her opponent and seeing how much they could take and throw back. Though this wasnt her idle match she needed to make it work regardless, and she intended to as she was knocking Odessa back with the shot to her jaw. "Enticed eh? Sweetie my chest is the only set enticing in this ring. Though if your telling me to bite yours again that an be arranged as a means to wake you up later." Amy said as she looked to punch the girl once more as the veteran grabbed her much smaller hair and pulled her in as well. Throwing a jab at the girls face.

"Aggckk!" The girls chocolate punch caught her flush on her cheek, knocking her head back for a second as she staggered a bit, though her grip on Odessa's hair remained as the took stayed close together. A smirk on her face as she felt her jaw hurting from the punch. Pulling on her hair once more Amy tried to slam a fist into the girls belly instead keeping the girl close for a good old fashioned punch-out.



Amy was still being stubborn. She could bite Odessa's breast, feel the flesh in her mouth, and even then she couldn't admit she was having a good time. There was a sort of childlike poutiness to the way Amy denied it, which made it a little more tolerable, but Odessa was going to force her to make a few admissions before this match was over, win or lose, whether it be via a playful, slightly sensual touch—or just beating such an admission out of her with her fists.

"Don't you promise too much, love. You may give me ideas..."

Right now, Odessa was liking option B. She yanked Amy in and smashed a fist right into her face, snapping her head to the side, sending more pudding flying. Amy's grip on her hair only tightened, though, and Odessa knew what they were in for now. What was it with blondes, the way they obsessed over her hair and jumped into fistfights at a moment's notice? The thought made Odessa smirk. She tugged on Amy's hair harder and swung a punch into that belly which Amy loved so much!

And, at the same time, Amy's punch smacked into her own abdomen. "Aaanngh!" Odessa barked, as that fist smashed into her stomach, bending her forward. She kept her grip on Amy's hair, too, digging her own knuckles deeper into her foe's midsection, aiming to ensure the mutual exchange hurt the blonde a lot more than it hurt her!

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"But i love ideas. Most of mine see you squeezed and beaten into dust." Amy said as the two of them were back to grappling at them as Odessa resorted to throwing punches, something Amy was all to happy to accommodate, feeling much more suited to her way of life and her ideal fight with Odessa. Though she did start to feel her ideal was a bit silly to uphold, after all Amy never held anyone else in this regard. So why did she start with Odessa? Because she took the longest to meet, she certainty never had to wait as long for a fight she wanted. Hell in her debut she fought Heather and met Cat, Karina, and Cecilia in short order, if anything her dreams matches were spoiled and she offered no complaints.

Her thoughts were stopped when her punch connected with Oddessa as the girl tried to grab her hair and start punching her belly right back. "Auuggh!"" The two punches connected at the same time as Odessa was trying to crush her abs under her fist as Amy tried to fight back with her raw power, her punch grinding into her as the veteran did the same. "You copying me now? Should i be flattered?" She said trying to ignore the burning pain in her stomach as she tried to pull Odessa in by her hair as her pudding covered fist broke away and smacked into Odessa's belly again.




If Amy wanted to try to bust Odessa's abs, she was going to pay for it. The two titanesses delivered their punches into each other's bellies at the same time, powerful arms driving fists up deep into those muscular midsections and briefly pounding craters in them. Odessa felt air and spit forced up and out of her mouth upon impact, but, as Amy just pulled her hair harder and dug her fist in, the result of it was simply pain, growing hotter and tighter with each passing second. Of course, Odessa just yanked harder on Amy's blonde hair, dragging the American's abs harder into the knifelike knuckles on her hand, which dug deeper and deeper into her foe's pasty-pale belly...

Odessa managed to put a smirk on her face, hiding the pain, for the most part, as she reveled in the agony she was causing Amy. "Copying? I'm just giving you what you obviously want, darling. Have a little thing for tummies, don't you?" She pulled her fist out of Amy's gut, but didn't keep it away for long. She drove it forward and upward suddenly, again, trying to pound it upwards into Amy's solar plexus, as she felt her opponent's fist smash into her belly, again, forcing air and a sharp hiss of pain out of her as she felt it digging in!

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Amy was intent to leave Odessa beaten and devastated in this ring and out of it. Smacking her fist into the girls belly she could tell with time she would break the girl and leave her unable to fight back as she had done so many others. Though Odessa was intent to fight back as the two continued to pull each other in and try and crush the others stomachs. Amy grit and bears it all while Odessa tries to laugh it off but its clear both girls are hurting et both want to see the punch out to the natural end. Even as they slam there fists into each other once more neither tries to back out even as Amy groans with the sudden smack of skin.

"What I want might not mesh up with all your willing to offer sweetie..But dont worry ill get the rest soon enough. Its just a cute target thats all.." Amy said in her defense as the fighting continued, though next time she opted not to go for the abs of her opponent. Instead she would try and finish this fight her way. Pushing and grinding her fist against her once more she would pull away and go for a different target entirely. Sending her fist upward and trying to take her foes head off with an uppercut!





They were both obviously hurting, Odessa trying to smirk through the pain, but finding it difficult as her belly was beaten, abs aching more and more after every punch. She'd be able to survive dozens more just fine, but the pain was already there, and unless Amy inexplicably decided to lay off the belly beating, that seed of agony was going to grow into something big.

It was lucky, then, that Odessa was so much stronger than Amy was. Knowing the blonde was in twice the pain as she really went a long way toward making the British woman feel better. She knew Amy had a throbbing in her tummy right now.

And now, Odessa was going to try to really floor her.

"You think you'll be able to take anything from me? Just wait and see what I decide to do with you once I've finished you off..." Odessa replied, as she grinded her knuckles hard into Amy's abs, trying to heat them just that little bit more, feeling Amy's fist still digging in, too. Odessa kept her fist in Amy's gut for as long as she could, right up to the point she was going to make her next move. Give the blonde no time to rest. Odessa suddenly pulled her fist out, then rocketed it upward, aiming to nail Amy's chin and knock her head clean off!

And at the same time, of course, her foe's fist slammed up into her chin, snapping it upward and sending spittle flying as Odessa saw stars!

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Driving a punch into her face Odessa ended up doing the same thing to her as both of there punches connected, ending there exchange of punches to there abs then and there, at laest for now as Amy's head rocked back before finally she faltered and fell to the floor holding her chin as she felt rattled and wounded, thankfully Odessa was in the same state after the punches Amy had subjected her to and it was a race to see who would recover first. Laying on the floor the blonde took deep breaths and shook her head as she pushed up to her front and looked over at Odessa, adrenaline guiding her for now as she wanted to win, to show the girl she was taking her too lightly as she started to crawl towards the dark skinned figure.

Crawling over to her foe she grabbed at her legs and slowly started to working towards the rest of her, her mind going towards going for her face. "Ill be taking this round..thats for sure." Amy said trying to keep Odessa pacified with a punch to her belly if Odessa attempted to move and would look to mount her and get her down with another chest to face smother, pressing her breasts down on her. "And soon after ill be taking the match as well..."






The double uppercut was sudden and jarring, but not entirely unexpected, seeing as how Odessa had gotten used to this sort of thing in matches with some of her favorite rivals, and judging by everything she had seen from Amy so far the American blonde was a lot like Cecilia, and Karina, and the other impressive women Odessa had matched up with over her years in AFW. Odessa cried out as her head snapped back, she wobbled, and then collapsed down onto the floor in the opposite direction from Amy, holding onto her chin, the two mirror images of each other, pudding-covered figures splayed out across the increasingly messy canvas as they both tried to recover from the brutal uppercuts.

Odessa flopped over onto her front, groaning as she rubbed her chin, glancing over at Amy, who was in similar shape right now. It was a race to see who could rally the fastest, and Odessa, like Amy, would start crawling towards her foe, ready for another engagement.

Amy moved fast, though, grabbing onto Odessa's leg as they circled, taking it out from under her, sending Odessa face first into the canvas again. "Unnngghf!" she yelped, as Amy started crawling over her. Odessa brought her arms up, but a punch sank into her belly right between her arms, sending spittle and pudding flying from her lips and smacking into Amy's face as the blonde took the top position! "You just wait and see—mrrrrpppgghh!" And just like that, Odessa had her face swallowed up between two pudding-soaked orbs again!

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The blonde was always good if nothing else at keeping her foe's on guard by doing things they would never suspect. She was stronger when they expected someone faster, she was faster when they expected just slow muscle, she was smarter when they expected dumb muscle, and she was technical when they ere expecting a fist fight. Though if all that failed to shut an opponent down or catch them off guard, her unorthodox offense of targeting there bellies usually played into there downfall, with Odessa that seemed to be the case. Even after Amy had made attacking it a top priority, when it counted Amy connected clean through her defenses and left her in a weakened state that was practically ripe for the picking when Amy placed her chest on Odessa added with her weight.

"Yeah yeah we can wait when your all rested up from this long nap. Cause there's no way im letting you away from me now." Amy said trying to pin her down and put her down for good. Her chest obstructed Odessa's face but that jut meant she had no room to breathe and hopefully she would keep things that way and finally take the first round of this match in impressive fashion.




After their exchange, both of them were running low on energy, but Amy got in that quick little punch which winded Odessa and slowed her down just long enough for Amy to get on top of her. Now that the ebony beauty was exhausted and had a pair of pretty ample tits practically suctioned to her face by the pudding which covered them both. A thick, consistent sheet of the sweet dessert now surrounded her face, leaving absolutely no oxygen, and Odessa could see or hear absolutely nothing except her own movement and the faint beating of Amy's heart.

Odessa brought her arms up, grabbing onto Amy's body, trying to shove her to the side, then upping the ante by trying to hammer punches into the woman's sides, one after the other, tenderizing one side and then the other, trying to writhe left and right and throw Amy off before her lungs started to feel the burn of the complete lack of oxygen! "Rrrnngh!"

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Amy had Odessa firmly on the floor and with her pinned down she made sure to start securing it. The punches wore her down and Amy was quick to make sure she wasnt going to be getting up again, well not without passing out anyway. Any muffled scream she could offer was lost in her chest and the pudding that was still lingering on it as she snickered at the girls struggles to break out. Though Odessa tried to turn her over the Lion was quick to keep herself steady and stop her at any cost. So Odessa tried punching her sides in an effort to get Amy to back off.

"Rnngh....Dont play that game with me Ode! I'm not the one with a face full of pudding and tits!" Amy said as she tried to grab one hand to pin down while she used her other hand to start throwing punches to Odessa's side as well looking to finally expel the last of the fight out of her while making sure she couldn't pull her off.





A smother from a woman of Amy's size and strength would be tough to escape from in any case, but the pudding was vacuum-sealing those tits over Odessa's face and the Briton felt her lungs exhausting their supply of air faster than usual. She wailed on Amy's sides, tenderizing both of the pudding-covered blonde's flanks, getting a couple of grunts and groans out of Amy which sounded like they came from the other end of a mile-long tunnel due to the pudding covering Odessa's ears.

Odessa arched her back and tried to kick Amy off, but Amy slammed back down on her, grabbing her wrist and pinning down one of Odessa's arms. Amy's other arm then began retaliating for Odessa's attack, throwing punches into Odessa's side in response! Odessa kept on throwing punches, and she knew she got in plenty of good hits which would make Amy's poor little tummy ache. But Amy's fist slammed into her side over and over, too, and Odessa felt her breath forced out in puffs and groans into Amy's tits.

And her vision was getting bleary, and her fist was slowing down, and she hissed in supreme annoyance as her body began to relax against her will...

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Even with her on her back and being smothered out, Odessa still tried to get the better of her by targeting her sides maybe trying to pay her back for the attacks to her belly from earlier. Well she was too little too late, Amy had been hitting her too hard to be playing catch up and succeeding, especially now where she had other problems to deal with and Amy went out of her way to showcase how outclassed she was by punching right back. Naturally Odessa started to falter first and if Amy was good at reading muffled complaints, she wasn't happy about it.

"Id say something witty but your probably too out of it to hear....and whats a good a good verbal jab if no one can hear it right?" Amy said as she laid into her side until Odessa well and truly stopped while attempting to get her to pass out and give her the first fall. And hopefully getting Odessa to see that Amy wasnt just her usual opponent.



Odessa certainly prided herself on not fitting the mold of the stuck-up rich bitch. As a matter of fact, she was probably the biggest proponent of opponents in the ring being friends outside of it in the whole of AFW. Still, when she was losing a match in this fashion, it did piss her off. Right now, as she began to lose consciousness and Amy still did not relent, keeping those goopy, chocolate-flavored tits pressed right around Odessa's face, forcing the British woman to taste all of that pudding, mixed with the subtle musk of Amy's body.

And then—ow! Amy was still wailing on Odessa's sides even after Odessa's fists had fallen down to the canvas, unable to keep up her own punching pace with so little oxygen. Amy kept punching her, actually, right up to the point that Odessa's thoughts all started to go fuzzy and the words of her mental monologue began to dissolve into free-association nonsense. Her eyeballs rolled in their sockets, as her whole body went limp, and, with Amy's last words ringing in her head—oh, the blonde would learn a bit about witty lines, that was for certain—Odessa passed out, no longer moving, her lips trembling involuntarily against Amy's breasts as her body desperately sought oxygen to replenish her burning, terrifyingly achey lungs.