Le garçon français et le perdant (Daniel Valentine vs. Holly Matheson)

[SweetHeart]

Knockout match
Match can only be won via making your opponent pass out, either by submission, choking, KO strikes, or otherwise.
Due to Hollys open challenge, the loser will become or remain the loser champion

The arena would go silent, before then a familiar theme would play, the crowd cheering as Daniel made his way out to the ring, the french boy having been gone for a while. The crowd was happy to see the french maid again, who would wave and bow to them as he walked down to the ring. His normal maid outfit is now made into blue color. He would smile and do a small bow, giving the crowd a quick peek at his panties.

After this he would then get back up, stretching his leg on the top turnbuckle, glancing at the titantron. His last few matches had ended poorly for the maid, losing a lot more than he wanted, tonight was the peek of that as he was to face off with the loser champion Holly Matheson! Daniel wasn't overly concerned, looking to prove that he was no loser, having an idea of how to show that in this match. For now, he would simply wait until Holly made her way down to the ring.

[Luncha_Libre]

After a moment, Holly’s new entrance theme “Miracles” would play on the loudspeakers, and the Loser’s Champion would once again make her entrance. Standing tall on the entrance ramp, Holly blushed as she was greeted by the usual chorus of laughs, boo’s and catcalls. Holly’s chest swelled as she took a deep breath, the loser’s belt dangling around her waist. Holly made her way down the ramp, bust bouncing with every step as she eyed her opponent.

Spoiler

Reaching the ring, Holly would get onto the ring apron, wipe her boots, and pose with a flex of her soft bicep, making the laughs intensify and her embarrassed blush deepen. Holly’s mind was on her opponent, however. Daniel was a new one for her, trying to defend her title belt from a man. Unsure how this was going to go, Holly stepped between the ropes and promised herself to be even more cautious than usual. Bust bouncing off the ropes, long black hair brushing along the mat as she ducked into the ring, Holly stood up and squared her shoulders.

“Alright, then,” Holly said, standing up to her full, though not impressive, height and passing the belt to the referee. She tried to hold her head high, even as she pulled her tights out from where they were beginning to tuck into her round bottom. “I hope you’re ready to make history tonight as the first male ‘champion’ in LAW!” Holly raised her hands, pointing toward the entrance back. “Because I am not going backstage with that bloody belt, tonight!”

[SweetHeart]

Daniel honestly felt bad holly. Having lost so many times before, along with being given a "new" Loser belt that was basically a bunch of trash thrown together. Even so he won't let him distract him, Holly threatening to beat him, which was something Daniel would not, and could not do. "Oh, Ma petite fleur. I'm so sorry all these people are so rude to you. I don't want to embarrass you but I will not lay down if it means becoming le champion perdant. It is nothing personal.

Daniel would hold Holly's hands gently "How about you just lay down now okay? It will be better off for you, besides, I will give you a reward that will make you feel like less of a loser." He would smile softly, trying to stop the girl from going ahead with such a humiliating lose, offering this so called "reward" instead. I could be anything but it was likely Holly would find out if she layed down for the french boy

[Luncha_Libre]

Holly couldn’t hide her disgust when she finally parted with the ‘new’ Loser’s Championship, a disgusting collection of trash. She shivered, body quivering as she thought about having to walk down to the ring wearing that thing. Now, however, she had a chance to finally be rid of it. All she had to do was outwrestle this little French prettyboy, and then it was his problem …

Coming back to the center of the ring, Holly brushed her long black hair over her shoulder. Daniel took her hand, and Holly paused. She blushed a little, looking around unsure as to why he was being so gentle. As he spoke, however, the British Bombshell began to scowl. As Daniel continued, the scowl across Holly’s pretty features deepened, first because Daniel started talking down to her, assuming he would beat her … then, her jaw dropping in shock at what he suggested for after the match!

“You swine!” Holly gasped, realizing what kind of ‘reward’ he was talking about. Standing tall, Holly thrust her chest out proudly, put a fist on her hip … and used her other hand to slap Daniel right across his face!

[SweetHeart]

Daniel didn't really assume that Holly would take this as badly as she did, it wasn't the first time he had been slapped, but even so the insult she started off with hurt a lot more. After recovering from the slap, he would sigh, the referee chastising Holly for the cheap shot. "Well...eh bien j'ai essayé d'être gentil."

Daniel would return fire after by hitting a massive spin kick, looking to smack Holly in the side of the face with his boot. If the move hit the referee would once again chastise the french boy for another cheap shot. "I gave you eh nicer option, don't blame me feer what's going to happen next, I gave you a better option." He would motion for her to bring it with one finger.

Once the bell rung if Holly did charge at Daniel, he would show off some speed, rolling over her back, before then sliding through her legs, finishing off the move by hitting her with a shotgun dropkick, looking to cause the girl to go crashing into the mat or into the corner.

[Luncha_Libre]

A rumble went through the crowd following Holly’s slap, followed by a hush. Fans were shocked to see the posh Loser’s Champion actually sticking up for herself, and getting a firm shot in, in the process. Holly stood tall after that, head held high. Chin and nose turned up, the British Bombshell stood with her chest thrust out proudly, her hands on her hips, almost daring Daniel to keep going after a slap like that.

Holly fought the urge to smile, feeling powerful for the first time in a long time … right up until Daniel managed to spin around and shoot a flashy kick right into her head! Rocked, Holly staggered around, curves bouncing on shaky legs as she looked around the arena in stunned bewilderment. The match was on, that was all she knew. Not knowing what else do to, Holly lunged forward, ready to lock up with Daniel.

“OOH!” Holly gasped as Daniel went up and over. Holly staggered, trying to keep up, hair whipping as she turned to find him. Before she could, Daniel went between her legs, getting back before her. “W-wait, what?” Holly gasped, looking dizzy. Holly looked up just in time to see Daniel take to the air, and explode on her with a shotgun dropkick!

“Hhhgnn!” Holly grunted as the dropkick squished her boobs, rocking her body and sending her flailing backward. Fumbling around the mat, the already dizzy British Bombshell flopped backward across the mat, arms and legs flailing as she tried to get her body under control, until she came to rest in the corner turnbuckle, gasping for air and trying to figure out where she was.

[SweetHeart]

After slamming Holly with a dropkick, Daniel would stalk her, waiting till she was in the corner, before rushing her, hitting her with a massive running back elbow. But Daniel would make sure that Holly stayed up, spinning her around so she was facing the corner, before the springing up and locking his legs around the sides of her shoulders. "Pucker up sweetie~"

He would then slam the girl into his backside with a corner Sierra De Bunda, slamming the loser into his plump French rump over and over, letting her comically bounce off it like a bobbly head, even going as far as to finish the move off with a headscissor stinkface, before finishing it off by shoving her backwards with his legs with a mule kick.

Spoiler

[Luncha_Libre]

Scrambling, Holly was relying on the turnbuckle to prop her body up. Looking back to the ring with wide eyes, Holly’s mouth fell open as Daniel rushed her, and socked her with a running back elbow! Rocked, she was easy prey as he spun her around. Holly shook her head as she felt Daniel’s legs wrap tight around her shoulders, trapping her in place.

“W-what?” Holly asked, looking up and realizing that his round ass was staring her in the face! Holly’s arms flailed around in wimpy protest as Daniel pumped his legs, slamming her pretty features over and over again into her ass. Bouncing off his cheeks repeatedly, Holly flailed around, shouting “No! S-stooopp!” over and over again, before getting yanked in for one final stinkface. Holly’s boots stomped the mat in frustration, before she got dumped on her own round ass by the mule kick.

“Uuugh, bloody hell …” Holly moaned, misery in her voice, as she wiped at her face and gasped for air. Her bust was aching like hell from getting kicked out by the mule kick, and every time she closed her eyes, all she could see was that perky French rear!

[SweetHeart]

Daniel smirked after kicking her down, wiggling his hips as the crowd cheered, following it up by hopping down and waiting for Holly to walk up, before knocking her onto her back with a butt bump to the face. After that Daniel would use the ropes to springboard into a diving leg drop across Holly's chest. If the move hit her would follow it up by then lifting Holly up, locking her under his arm.

He would spin Holly around, holding her in a hangman positing, rolling his hips, before hitting a neckbreaker, following it up by flipping over and attempting to get a pinfall, sitting on Holly's chest and hooking her leg, his buldge inches from her chin~.

[Luncha_Libre]

“HHHNNGH!” Holly let out a loud grunt of pain as Daniel’s leg drop squashed her ample breasts and knocked the wind out of her. Holly’s legs pumped as she tried to roll herself up, only for Daniel to catch her and start pulling her body up, under his control.

“Ooooww,” Holly whimpered, trying to plant her hands on the French maid and push him off. This entire match had started without her, and now the British Bombshell was left struggling to get into it. “N-nooo,” Holly said, eyes widening as she realized Daniel was twisting her around. “Wait!” It was no use, Holly went down with the neckbreaker that left her rocked and seeing stars! Holly wouldn’t have long to wallow in her misery, however, as Daniel mounted her for a pinfall attempt.

”ONE!”

“Off of me, you swine!” Holly managed to shout, bucking her hips with all her might. Her thin white singlet started to ride up her round ass as she bucked, her thighs jiggling with the effort. Holly opened her eyes then, to see Daniel’s bulge staring her right in the face!

”TWO!”

“Off!” Holly cried out, bucking even harder. She managed to unseat Daniel, rocking forward … just enough for that bulge to surge forward, smacking Holly right in her pretty face! “MMF!” Holly’s protests were muffled, drowned out by manhood fully covering her mouth, cutting off every word!