AFW Replay: Pudding Tussle! Amy Evans vs Odessa Brock

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As she waited for the girl to finally relent and fall asleep Amy tried to speed the process along and make sure Odessa was out without a doubt. Thankfully she stopped punching but that could have been apart of a bigger plan for all she knew, and when she kept at it she did so to assure an easier second round. Besides once the ref seemed to think she was truly out she made a motion and Amy fully stopped before finally Odessa was checked, her arm being lifted and brought down to verify if she had passed, three times before the ref realized she wasnt faking and rang the bell announcing that the first fall went Amy's way.

The blonde sighed and pulled up letting Odessa breathe finally as she wiped some pudding off her chest, not like there wasnt going to be more of them but still. The ref looked at her mentioning that the girl would need a moment to get up and recover, and the blonde looked at the girls delicate features so peacefully sleeping and smiled. "You leave that to me. Dont worry ill be gentle." She said moving down towards her face where she saw a wad of chocolate on her face, opening her mouth she licked on the spot trying to clean her face up, well her cheek anyway, with her tounge before pulling away.




Odessa definitely would not describe her sleep as peaceful. It only lasted a tumultuous few seconds, fifteen or twenty at the most, and throughout it all Odessa's brain felt like it was working up towards spontaneous combustion, hot thoughts flying around her cranium, anger over being knocked out—not exactly an everyday experience for a wrestler of Odessa's skill!—encouraging her to wake up almost immediately after the flow of oxygen was restored to her lungs. She had to swim up through what felt like a thick fog to get back into the land of the living, but she did it, stirring and letting her eyes slowly, purposefully open, just in time to feel Amy's tongue on her face, lapping up chocolate pudding with a little Odessa zest to it.

"Rrrgh..." Odessa grunted, wiggling only very slightly, as her consciousness had returned before her body was truly ready to resume normal motor function. So she couldn't really do anything about Amy licking her face, and couldn't say anything to her blonde opponent, either. She let out an exasperated sigh as she closed her eyes again, trying to focus on clearing out the rest of that fog she had tunneled through...

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Just her luck Odessa found her way back to the light just as Amy was getting into the thick of the pudding on her. Not that Amy minded but she would have liked to finish before hand and leave it to her imagination what happened while she was out. Though at this point it seemed Odessa couldn't move or do anything about besides slight protests so Amy continued and when she finally finished she backed up and looked at her opponent. Who looked pretty darn helpless under her that she had a bit of a wicked idea. Standing up she went towards the strawberry pudding area.

"You like having fun right Odessa? Afterall thats why you seem to like this pudding idea?" She said moving down to grab some, well more like let it form around her hand as he came back up. Since they weren't in the middle of a match she figured this had no rule against it. "Well lets hope you have some fun with this." Amy said gently nudging her to her stomach and then sitting on her back. Raising her strawberry covered hand she proceeded to start smacking Odessa's ass over and again, leaving marks of pudding all across it.



Odessa was happy to let this match get a little bit kinky. She just didn't think that Amy was really into that sort of thing. The licking proved her wrong. Evidently, the blonde was more than willing to get comfortable with her opponent once she was firmly in control—and once they were both naked and covered in thick layers of pudding. Odessa's mind, while still a little fuzzy, was filing things away for later. Later, when Amy was least expecting it, she was going to get quite the surprise—no, a number of surprises.

It was still Amy's turn to surprise Odessa, though. The blonde let her go, Odessa slipping slightly along the canvas before she brought her hands down, slowly, to press against it, planning on trying to push herself up into a sitting position and, eventually, onto her feet.

Before she could, Amy returned, sitting back down on her back, talking about having fun. Odessa knew that whatever she was going to do was going to be shocking, but there was no way for her to brace herself when she couldn't see it coming. So that hand fell onto a totally unprepared ass, not once, but repeatedly, Odessa letting out a startled yelp as her butt cheeks jiggled and rippled underneath Amy's ass, getting covered in pink pudding which highlighted her plight for the whole audience! What a way to wake up! "Gaah!"

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Her hand came down and smacked against the whitehaired girls but. Hitting her over and over again as she left several pink marks all around her but from the pudding in her hand. Deliberately a different color so as for Amy to show where she was marking her smacks. Hearing Odessa's protests but being unable to resist seemed to be the icing on the cake, the vet looked very out of it and after one more good smack on her right cheek Amy stepped off her looking at the handiwork.

"Figured we should use all of this worthless pudding. Besides you seem alot more attached to it then me." Amy said moving to get to her corner and let the girl back up to her feet, knowing that Odessa would likely be hellbent on getting her back which would likely help get the more intense match she was looking for. That and seeing her squirm was too good to pass up.




Amy didn't smack her butt just once, but kept at it, sending chocolate and strawberry pudding flying in all directions, nearly vibrating all of the pudding off of Odessa's butt! They didn't get quite to that point, and Odessa just ended up with a thin coating of delicious pink sticky stuff on her rear end as Amy stepped back to admire her handiwork. Odessa huffed and rolled her eyes. She had certainly met brattier, meaner opponents before...but this one was one of the more childish, still pouting over the fact that they were wrestling in giant vats of pudding.

"You know, I just thought it might be a good way to have fun and add some levity to these proceedings. You act as if I'd give my right leg for the stuff," Odessa would point out, as she took a deep breath and rolled over onto her hands and knees, her pink butt wiggling as she lifted herself onto her feet, facing off with her fellow pudding-covered amazon. She stretched out her arms, trying to throw off the cobwebs of her recent knockout and get her fighting juices flowing. Her eyes were locked on Amy the whole time, making sure the blonde could not pull any sort of trick on her while she was recovering.

"You have convinced me that I need to make you love this stuff, though. Force-feed it to you until you burst."

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Once Amy was done with her work on Odessa's bootie Amy stepped off and let Odesa recover as much as she needed to, her body still partially covered in chocolate pudding and the strawberry on her hands, she looked a sight, though naturally so did her opponent. As the only clothes the blonde had was her panties and they might not eve last this round. Though it seemed her antics had stirred something in Odessa as she started to talk about how she was going to make Amy love this kind of match, all while the blonde gave a simple shrug of her shoulders.

"That a challenge? Cause in that case, if you lose this match and fail Ill make you love something else. Whats fun for me is a good old fashioned fight And ill get it one way or another." Amy said looming over the Dark-haired girl as she was growing more and more excited. "Maybe ill even show you why Karina keeps coming back." She said beckoning her to get back up so they could begin the second round.



The two of them were both pretty thickly coated in chocolate pudding, with very little skin or hair—let alone what remained of their bikini bottoms—to be seen. The most reliable way for the audience to tell the two of them apart was, currently, the pink pudding on Amy's hands and the same color splattered across Odessa's ass. Those indicators wouldn't last long, and even the referee might end up having trouble telling them apart. In the end, it wouldn't matter. All that mattered was who won, and of that there could not be any doubt.

And Odessa certainly did not intend to let her bratty foe win and do whatever she was thinking about to her. After all this time, Odessa still wasn't sure whether Amy actually had sex with Karina or not. The blonde seemed almost bashful about it, bragging about generalities and never getting into specifics. Amy distinctly reminded Odessa of quite a few teenage girls the British woman used to know...

"I'm happy to beat you up more, if that's what you'd like. I have just always had the philosophy that it is better to have fun doing what you do rather than have a stick up your bum the whole time." Amy just needed to stop whining—or be made to stop whining. Slowly, Odessa would rise up onto her feet, wiping some of the pudding off her face, then cracking her knuckles, ready to get this fight restarted.

"And as far as Karina goes...you've come up maybe once in conversation, so maybe you are overestimating the effect you've had on her with...whatever it is you think you do."

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"I do have fun. Punching things, slamming people into the mat over and over again, screaming my head off, what's not to find fun about any of that. Your honestly the only girl whos ever said I have a stick up my bum, most usually say I the opposite." She said smirking as she got into her position, waiting for the chance to get right back at Odessa/ The girl seemed a little more irritated by her antics but really Amy didnt care, if it would get Odessa to come after her a bit more she'd slap her chocolate covered but strawberry 10 times over. Looking at her hand as she continued talking.

"I dont measure what I do in how often they talk about me..if anything It'd probably be a bit weird if they did...I measure it in the looks they give me when I do it." Amy said lowering head to lick the strawberry pudding off her hand..or what remained of it after some was smacked onto Odessa's dark bottom. "And the looks Karina gives me says all I need to know, to know she would come back, and she did. And maybe you'll come back too. Assuming I decide to let you go." Amy said seeing that Odessa was well and ready to go she moved in once she seemed ready to go, more eager to put Odessa in her place then before as she closed in and tried to feint a gut shot before instead just going low and grabbing her legs to try and lift her up and force her to the corner.




"Yes, I can imagine," Odessa would reply, rolling her eyes at the immature woman's rambling over how much fun it was to beat people up. Amy wasn't a bad person, by any stretch of the imagination—Odessa had met multiple wrestlers who were only out to try to make others feel bad, and did it while being reprehensible grouches themselves—but the blonde seemed to have a lot to learn about the sisterhood of wrestlers and how a match was all the more exciting when both women were fully committed to making it as great as it could possibly be. "I just think you're missing out on some of the doors mutual respect can open. Maybe I sound like an old lady, but..." She spread her hands.

Amy was talking about the looks that Karina gave her that let her know she would come back, and the British woman chuckled, shaking her head. "Yes, yes, I get it. You are quite the little toughie."[/color] Odessa bent her knees and brought her arms forward, ready to grapple with her foe and resume this fight. Amy was clearly ready, too, as she launched herself forward, a fist coming at Odessa's abs—but it never landed, and Amy instead went low, grabbing her legs and tripping Odessa up, sending her stumbling backwards!

But Odessa was not going to let Amy get the advantage again. Reaching down, she grabbed onto the blonde's hair, then yanked on it, pulling Amy down and between her legs, and then stomping down to steady herself and snapping her legs shut, initiating a standing headscissor to try to sap some of the energy out of the blonde!

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"And your boring me! I have an actual sisterhood I don't need to worry about what my opponent does if they can't reach my level there just for me to play with!" Amy said as she charged towards her opponent as she brought her hands up ready to guard. A front attack is likely exactly what was expected from her, something Odessa had already prepared a counter for. Thankfully Amy wasn't so simple
Minded as to try and go for the direct attack trying to fake an attack on her body again before going low and lifting her off the ground to avoid Odessa trying to pivot her.

Though Odessa still had the wherewithal to try something else, pulling in her hair and attempting to force her down a little as she brought her forward and tried to bring her legs and things around her head and neck. Attempting to choke her out while standing up as Amy's gagged and brought her hands up. Attempting to try and force her up with her strength to lift her up again and try to force the headscissorsoff by slamming her into the corner or the floor.



"I don't think you're quite understanding my point. I'll see if I can put it into words you can understand in just a moment."

The conversation was cut short, as Amy finally decided to attack, moving in on the less-than-fresh ebony woman and go low, tackling her legs and sending Odessa stumbling backwards towards the corner of the ring, between the strawberry and vanilla vats of pudding. Odessa was not going to let the woman bully her around, though. Amy had one fall, and there was no way a relative rookie like the blonde was going to beat Odessa 2-0!

Actually, there was no way Odessa would let her win at all.

But she had to think fast as Amy lifted upward, rising up a little straighter, picking Odessa up off of her feet, nearly causing the Briton to slide down Amy's pudding-covered back. But Odessa still had the scissor hold, and since it was the only thing holding her up, she squeezed as tightly as she could, crossing her legs in front of Amy's neck to completely cut off the flow of air to her lungs. But if Amy was going to slam her down, Odessa needed to make sure she exacted some revenge. As Amy began to throw her forward, Odessa reached down to grab onto Amy's bikini bottoms. When she swung forward and fell hard into the corner, she would keep her grip on that bikini, hauling it skyward for the mother of all wedgies, letting the fabric rip deep into Amy's butt crack before hopefully tearing off her altogether and leaving her completely nude underneath all that pudding! Even as Odessa was rattled by being smacked into the turnbuckle, she would make sure to keep that grip tight!

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Amy continued to press the attack on Odessa, now more determined then ever before to let her chances to beat this woman in this match and show Odessa what she was all about. Though she clearly caught the girl off guard with her efforts to push her back Odessa was desperate to hold onto some advantage trying to wrap her legs around her head as she pushed her forward and trying to bring them back down to the floor before the blonde stopped her and forced them up and forward smashing her for into the corner. Though she didn't feel her bottoms being pulled by the girl until it became a problem, by which she meant when she was already throwing her into the corner to get her to let go of her.

"Eeaacck!!" Amy helped in a very uncharacteristic way for her. Her bottoms pressing against her rear as they were stretched before snapping off causing the blonde to jump as she felt a sharp pain on her ass from it. Odessa's hand still held her snapped bottoms even as she was rattled in the corner and Amy looked down to see her skin stil noticeable where her panties once were. "Well someone isn't a fan of yellow it seems...or you just thinking of trying to get me back for the strawberry..." she muttered taking by a second to breathe since she knew Odessa wouldn't be able to attack straight up after the collision.




Odessa wasn't necessarily the sort of woman who used wedgies as a regular part of her wrestling arsenal—usually, she left those sorts of things to the kawaiis and the hyperactive mid-sized wrestlers, but in this case, considering the fact that they had been battling to strip each other and Amy was still fresher than she was and was able to bully her around, she felt good about it. It required almost nothing from her and it paid Amy back nearly in full for slamming her into the corner, as Odessa got to watch the blonde's face contort into a rapid-fire series of strange expressions as she tried to process the sensation of her bikini wedging so far up her ass she could nearly taste it!

"Uuurgh! HA!" Odessa would half-yelp, half-laugh, as the turnbuckle came at her hard from behind and sent a brutal shock through her whole figure, but she couldn't help but feel good as she watched Amy's face pucker up like that as her bikini bottoms reached up to her head and then tore away, coming off in pudding-covered shreds and hopefully giving her most sensitive private place a terrible rubbing which would leave it raw and sore for quite a while. As Odessa slumped back against the turnbuckle, her recovery was slowed by a little chuckle fit, as she looked up at the jumbotron and got a nice look at that pasty white ass, smooth as a baby's tush, sticking out amidst all that chocolate pudding.

"Were you wearing yellow? I honestly did not remember. Your ass is adorable, though," Odessa would reply, before she would try to launch a surprise attack: she wasn't exactly feeling up to getting to her feet yet, but she could launch a foot forward and try to bury a kick in Amy's gut!

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Amy was not about to let that stand, for one it was clearly something Odessa did to save herself and 3 now Amy was completely naked, only covered up from the pudding and who knew how long that would last. For her own part she didnt try to cover it up, mostly because there was no point in doing so, it wasn't going to go away. Plus she had bigger fish to fry, once she beat Odessa she could make her pay for that 10 times over. Moving in to try and stop her from getting up Odessa stopped her with a sudden kick to the gut.

"Gaagh!" Amy coughed out as Odessa's foot planted itself into her belly stopping her in her tracks as she backed off. Her hands wrapped around her stomach as she felt the lack of air from before adding to her troubles breathing but she started to feel her body recovering as she knew she would really make Odessa pay for her troubles. "Hopefully that wasnt your best shot."



Most of Amy's body was covered in pudding, but what Odessa could see of her butt was adorable—absolutely precious, really, the way that pinkish-white skin peeked out from underneath the thick layer of deep brown goo. The woman clearly was not naked all that often in public, though she made the best of what was obviously a humiliating situation for her, not bothering to cover up since the pudding was doing a fine job of that for her. Instead, she tried to come at Odessa, and got nailed right in her gut with a hard kick for her efforts.

Amy backed off, cradling her supposedly incredible abs as she still tried to sling a few insults Odessa's way. The Briton would just scoff as she grabbed onto the ropes and hauled herself up onto her feet, eyes staying on Amy the whole time. When she got to her feet, she did wobble, but only for an instant, before she steadied herself and let go of the ropes, taking a deep breath and putting a smile on her face, regaining her usual complete composure as she put her hands on her sticky hips and strode confidently towards Amy.

"Come now, darling. Does any part of you truly think that was my best shot?" Odessa would ask, before she lunged forward, a punch going low towards her opponent's tummy—but that was nothing but a feint, as she suddenly jerked around and sent the fist rocketing upwards instead, aiming to nail Amy in the chin and send her flying!

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"A few parts probably." Amy answered her opponents rhetorical question as she watched Odessa charge in after her looking to capitalize on her attack by going for her belly once again. It didnt really occur to Amy that it could be a feint as in her mind targeting the spot you just hit to neutralize your opponent made since and thus Amy went for what she would do to counter it, as in she wouldnt counter it at all and instead face it head on. Going low and charging in she would match Odessa's attack with a strong right to the belly!

So naturally it came to a surprise to her that the girl opted to go for a feint instead, something she legit didnt anticipate and because of that arguable ended up better off. Her direct attack let her get her shot off faster then the girls feint and with it she began to notice Odessa wasnt committing to the punch and instead went for something else as she charged in hoping to stop it from happening.




Amy was still acting kind of like a bratty teenager, and Odessa did not intend to let her blonde opponent just stand there and continue to lob insults. She was going to force Amy to come around to the ideas of respect and pure, competitive fun with her fists. As she dove in, she feinted for the woman's abs, then launched her fist upward, aiming to knock Amy's block off with the sudden, unexpected uppercut!

Amy came at her fast and strong, too, rallying much sooner than Odessa may have expected. The blonde swung her own fist forward, not bothering to feint, that pudding-covered fist slamming into her belly, Odessa feeling it digging into her abs and forcing the air out of her lungs as she doubled over slightly, her eyes getting bleary for an instant before she managed to refocus them. It was a tough blow, and it was tough that it had managed to land in her midsection before her own punch had a chance to materialize.

...but if Amy thought Odessa could be stopped by one punch, she had another thing coming. Odessa may have been breathless, but she had enough energy to swing her fist upward, anyway, connecting from intimate range with Amy's chin and aiming to back the American woman up as she took a breath and got ready for the next exchange!

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Well that worked out..Amy had no plan for that besides take it but it seemed Odessa's efforts to trick her had backfired as Amy didnt try to counter it and instead planted another pudding covered punch into Odessa's belly, which seemed to be feeling the effects of her punches as she felt Odessa lose air from the power behind it. The blond felt a moment of satisfaction but proving her status as one of the toughest girls here Amy was finding that Odessa recovered quick and focused her next attack on her, bringing her head up to slam a punch to her chin regardless.

"Haaghh!" Amy's head shoots up as she looks stunned by the punch moving back and away from the dark skinned girl while Amy coughed and backed up. Her head was hurting a shit ton but somehow she found herself still on her feet, albeit shakily. Smirking as she noticed more of the pudding had been literally punched off her. "There we go..thats more like it..."




Odessa recovered quick and smashed her fist into Amy's chin, regardless of what the pudding-covered blonde tried to do to stop it. That certainly did a number on the American woman, as she stumbled backward, separating the two of them as she coughed and spluttered, her chin now largely dry as most of the pudding had just been launched off of it at high speed, leaving an obvious impression of Odessa's knuckles in the pudding, exposing a bit of fair skin. The British woman smirked as she straightened up and flexed her abs, trying to work out the soreness in them from that last shot she had taken, breathing deeply once, then again, to regain her own strength, so long as they were separated.

"You're welcome. But I hope you don't get used to it, because I wasn't planning on letting you lose too much of it. As a matter of fact, I think it's high time we take another dip." Odessa put her fists up, chuckling as she would step toward Amy threateningly, letting the blonde know it was time to continue. "What flavor would you prefer this time? I'll batter you into whatever you have a taste for."

Having asked, Odessa would then lunge forward, aiming an exploratory right hook at Amy's breast!