L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Boneshark vs The Booty Empresses.
Handicap Match - POW stipulation.
Winner can be determined by making the loser submit, knocking them out, or pinning them for a count of three.

“Country roadddsss, take me hoooomeee.. to the plaaaceee that I belonggg.. West Virginia.. mountain mama.. t-“

“Mr Boneshark, sir?“

Charlie paused mid song. The guy had good pipes, and he was putting them to work, but.. maybe not the time. As he stood, he was singing with nobody in particular, to nobody in particular, just in his locker room, warming up before his next match up with someone called the.. Booty Empress?

Helluva name, that’s for sure. Honestly, if he came to the ring and she had a flat ass, he would be disappointed.. not that he really cared too much about who he’s fighting’s ass would look like.

..

Okay that’s a lie, he loved derrière, but it was still a ring damn it! The size of someone’s booty didn’t matter out there- he would know, he had a pretty good one attached to him.. if he did say so himself. But anyways, now to address the interruption.

..

……

“WHAT?”

“I’m very sorry sir, it was the fault of our intern! He mistakenly wrote it down as a single match, but it’s a handicap POW match..”

“Against.. Booty.. Empresses? POW? How does that even work?“

“Well you see sir, they tag ou-“

“Oh can it, I know how it works!”

With a bit of shooing, Charlie grumbled and got back to his tablet. Time to research, he supposed. And what he found..? His prior two opponents.. the wolf and the bear were fairly new. Not to say they weren’t accomplished in their own rights, but in terms of their career at LAW, they didn’t have more than a handful of matches, in fact.. the bear may have been a double debut. But the Empresses.. were two old heads at LAW, with the addition of a new one recently..

That kinda settled it in his book, he was up against veterans of LAW. They didn’t seem to be heels so he could rule out cheating- he did not want to be at the mercy of women that went for the crotch- but it was a bit of an issue regardless.

However.. Charlie was seeing something that kinda hit him the wrong was. He was scheduled against TWO, not three. In his very respectful opinion, that was bullshit and he intended to fix that up.

— — — — —

As his theme played and the shark entered the arena, Charlie wasted no time bouncing over to the actual ring. The crowd had started to know him now, and there was a fair bit of jeers and boos as to how he had treated his last opponent in his entry..

“Oh come on, she deserved it for talking smack about me backstage!”

He’d grouch about it, but it wasn’t heard by too many. Still, another day, another match and he felt like he was sullying the Empresses reputation if he focused on the happenstances of his previous match as compared to what was going on in the here and now, right? He’d lightly rest his fingers against the palm of his hands, and then wave his hands to get some quiet.

“So! Folks that came out to watch a handicap match! Aint ya think this feels a little.. incomplete? Y’see, the beautiful.. Booty Empresses.., come in a pair! I’m set up against.. a lovely miss Peaches, and miss Bea, but what’s a lovely watermelon and honey drink without some sweet and in this case- savoury- cake to compliment it?

I say, let all THREE of them come! It’s all the same to me, and that way I can see what the full strength of one of LAW’s finest tag teams has got to show me!”

He’d let the mic drop. Standing there, nigh shirtless, chiseled figure, tattoos over his legs, body paint covering his chest and his mask over his mouth- adding to the fact that he was five inches bigger than the biggest one of his opponents, Charlie looked straight like a monster.. and some of the crowd was starting to believe.. maybe his confidence wasn’t misplaced after all?

A silence fell about the crowd.

The answer awaited.

All three of the Booty Empresses were backstage, pondering on the type of match they had been put into this time. For some reason, management had selected this Charlie guy to face two of the Empresses in a handicap POW tag match. Given that the Booty Empresses were the number one contenders for the tag titles, it seemed kind of unfair of management to pitch one wrestler against two of them. Honie and Melony didn't really wanna beat on someone 2v1 unless they had it coming, and they were the two Empresses scheduled to fight Charlie tonight.

"It's just so odd. My first match tagging with you Honie, and they want someone to face us in a handicap POW tag match?" Melony pondered. "It just...doesn't seem very merciful."

"Or heroic." Honie added. "I don't know anything about our opponent. Is Charlie like...a bad guy or something? Buzz? Not like Arachne, like a bad BAD guy? Because if he isn't, we can't just tear him apart."

"Eh, come guys. You're overthinking it." Jasmine insisted. "You don't have to brutalize him or anything. Just kick his butt, smother him silly, and bring home a new human smother toy for Mommy Jasmine! After all, Mommy hasn't had a new one in like...a couple of days. And this one looks kinda cute! Bet he'll love it anyway. Hehehe."~

Before the Booty Empresses could discuss any further, Charlie entered LAW Arena, went to the ring, and started talking to the crowd. Despite Honie and Melony's concerns, the hardy shark-themed wrestler didn't show any fear at the prospect of facing them in a handicap match. In fact, he boldly declared that he desired to face all three Booty Empresses, Jasmine included! Jasmine was the roughest of the three and had a reputation for not holding back. Though she never meant any unjust harm, Jasmine had pummeled and smothered quite a number of foes to her heart's content. So going the extra mile to ensure you also faced the most wild Booty Empress was certainly brave. And of course Jasmine was all for it!

"SO I GET TO STUFF HIS FACE IN MY CAKE-CHEEKS NOW?! FUDGE YEAH!"

Full Team Entrance Theme

Impressed by his resolve to face the trio of butt-themed beauties all by himself, the Makers of Human Thrones would put some of their initial concerns aside and make their entrance! The Booty Empresses sashayed to the ring, shaking their wide hips and bumping their gorgeous rears together as they greeted their cheering fans. Once at the ring, Honie leaped straight into in from the ringside. Melony leaped up onto the turnbuckle and sat pretty there. And Jasmine climbed up over the top ropes. The three would then address the shark they were facing.

"Such courage...! We must honor that." Melony marveled, before shooting Charlie a wink.

"Agreed! You called all three of us out here with boldness and respect! As long as you REALLY want this, we can give you this match. BUTT we can always take it easy on you if need-BEE. Haha." Honie buzzed, emphasizing her double pun by turning around for a moment to spank her massive stinger booty at him.

"Speak for yourself, Honie. Mommy Jasmine doesn't like to hold back against anyone!" Jasmine chirped, before puckering her lips at Charlie. "You've got guts Shark Man! And now you're about to have butts all over that cute mug of yours! Both during and after this POW match!"

The Booty Empresses

Honie Bea, Jasmine Cake, and Melony Peaches.. Charlie didn’t know if it was a coincidence or if it was a ring name or if their parents had a really good sense of humour, but all their names seemed really fitting for how the three had turned out. While he was musing that, all three of the bootyful bombshells had brought their asses to the ring.. and boy, they were certainly an explosion of colour.

As all three marched down to the ring, shaking what their mama gave em- he couldn’t deny that his eyes were drawn to all three of them- though maybe his gaze lingered on Jasmine just a bit longer than the other two. He was curious though. He read all three didn’t do “hentai”, but they seemed themed around..

Well, butts. Which he considered was mighty strange, but.. Charlie figured that you know what? He could respect a “you can look but you can’t touch” policy, and figured they may wanna flaunt their big booties without getting too sexual. Hentai wasn’t a common thing back where he came from, so he didn’t really go into matches expecting to get.. well, laid.

[.. though I wonder if any of em would be opposed to catchin dinner with me after this?.. eh, food for thought Charlie, food for thought..]

Ahem. Back to business then- as all three of the women got into the ring, they had varied comments to make. Honie B Bea- the biggest and strongest looking of all three stepped right into the ring to face him. He supposed that made sense, wear him out with their heaviest hitter, make sure he can’t catch the smaller ones by surprise and then wreck him with tag team combinations. He seemed very determined to not let that happen though.

Addressing the one who spoke first, Melony.. he’d lightly flush at the wink, before shrugging a little. “Yer gonna make me blush, lady. I jus figured there was point in facing you at two thirds of your teams might- I came here to fight the Booty Empresses, not a duo-!

And then his attention went to Honie, who spanked her massive cheeks at him. Dear god, he hasn’t seen it up close before, so the badonkadonk was huge, and the puns.. it made him laugh just a little bit. She had an interesting way of speaking, so he figured he’d try and match that. “Err.. it’s no buzzing problem..” he tried.

Okay, that wasn’t the best one. He’d try again, rubbing his chin.. “I guess you could say I’m feeling BEE-termined- besides, the worst that could happen is getting squished between those honeybuns.. not a bad fate.

Unless you accidentally poked my eye out with that stinger. Owch.”

For a second he had a bit of a somber tone, but shook it off. The final one, the one he was pretty interested in made a kissy face at him- or at least he THOUGHT it was one, it was a bit hard to make out from afar. But.. he’d place a fist on his hip, raising an eyebrow.

“I’ll have you know, I’m older than you are- you should be calling me mommy instea- I mean.. wait.. no.. never mind.” He’d groan and bury his face into his palms. He had totally blown the first impression with all three, hadn’t he?

The Booty Empresses indeed each had very fitting names for how they turned out, but they liked to keep their fans guessing on the origins of how their names came to be. It was also true that despite having clear sex appeal, none of them participated in hentai matches. Surprisingly, each of them were actually virgins by choice. Smother domming was their main source of sexual pleasure, as they waited until marriage to have outright sex. But despite these standards, none of them had any problem flaunting their assets of course. And they certainly knew how to show a guy like Charlie a good time, even if they had to use those butts to beat him down first!

The Empress each acknowledged Charlie for his bravery in wanting to face all three of them together. At least the three were faces, so Charlie didn't have to worry about any malicious intentions. "Indeed. And we shall fight you with only benevolence in our hearts." Melony chirped, reassuring Charlie that he wouldn't regret his choice to face all of them, even if the odds were certainly stacked against him. "I'll be gentle with you. And loving too."~

Regarding Honie, Charlie would try and mimic the big bee's trademark way of speaking, as well as make some puns of his own. While some people may have found his attempts corny, Honie ate them right up! "Ahahahahahahahaha!" She genuinely laughed. "Good one, dude! And don't worry. My stinger is just for show. It's angled in a way so that when I do booty bump and butt smother ya, all you'll get is my sexy badonkadonk-cheeks in your face!"

Charlie fired back at Jasmine's banter, but he ended up making a funny mistake in his wording. "Haha! You're an adorable daddy dork." Jasmine teased in a playful tone. "You may be older, but we're all LAW veterans. So Mommy's gonna smack you with booty and experience!" Despite his concerns, his first impression with the Booty Empresses had actually went pretty well! If nothing else, all three of them couldn't wait to get their bubble butts on his mug!

Honie was indeed up first this time around, so Jasmine and Melony would wait to be tagged in on the ring apron. Honie would square up with Charlie and get into a fighting stance, meeting him proper in the ring's center. "The Heroine of the Beehive is on stage!" Honie buzzed, as she waited for the bell to ring. "Alright Boneshark! Let's see how you do against my buns first!"

Charlie surveyed all three, watching them speak individually. Despite them being a tag team centred around the idea of royalty, neither of the three seemed.. snobbish.

Confident? Sure.

Cocky? A little- more on Jasmines side of things than anything, but Charlie sure didn’t seem to mind. A bit of a rush went through his head as they started to wait on the side, his head tilting to the side juuust enough that he could catch Jasmine’s eye.

”Just daddy is fine, no need to add the “dork”, Jaz.”

Out of his initial assessments, Charlie seemed a little confused. While Honie was his first opponent, he sensed an air of calm power with Melody- which had him just a little wary of the most regal of the three. He liked a challenge though, and out of what he knew of all three..

Jasmine was the best fit for him in the ring.

And then there was Miss Bea.

She was quite an accomplished wrestler herself, and had a badonkadonk anyone would envy which jiggled when she walked in, like honey jelly. He almost snorted to himself at the thought, but then focused his attention on Honie.. changing his cadence.

Charlie may be a half decent guy, but Boneshark was a different story altogether. His voice got a little deeper, and he walked up towards Honie, the vibes in the ring switching from a friendly match..

”So.. little Heroine..! You went and decided to accept my challenge, and brought your little cronies along with you?

.. into a match against a powerful heroine and a tyrant! His finger curled up, pushing her chin upwards to face him, his pecs pressing against her breasts as he grinned darkly, shivers running through the spines of the audience.

“A fools game.. now all three of your Kingdoms will be mine to conquer, and at last.. I’ll be the Lord of the Booties!”

.. admittedly, the title could use a bit of work, but Charlie found it amusing.

Jasmine playfully stuck her tongue out at the Boneshark, after he mentioned not to call him a dork. And after getting to know each of the Booty Empresses a bit, Charlie was ready to square up in the ring with the first of his royal opponents: Honie B. Buns!

"Hey! Who are you calling cronies?" Jasmine protested half-jokingly, while Melony simply giggled at the remark. Melony indeed had an aura of calm power about her. She gave off a sense of gentle benevolence combined with the ability to kick your face in, if she really wanted to. But currently, Honie would have to be the man's primary concern!

Honie smirked when Charlie pressed his pecs against her boobs, and she would press back of course. "Well, technically I don't actually own a kingdom. I'm the only Booty Empress who isn't a bonafide monarch." Honie explained. If that part of Charlie's comment wasn't meant to be taken that seriously, then it naively went over the cutie bee's head. "But you'll never be Lord of the Booties, not while the Makers of Human Thrones are around!"

"You tell him, Hon!" Jasmine cheered on.

"This should be interesting." Melony noted.

And with that, the bell would ring! With their chests still pressed against each others, Honie would start by immediately wrapping her muscular arms around her foe for a spine-crushing bearhug! If all went Honie's way, the big bee would lift the Boneshark off of his feet during the hug, and keep squeezing the stuffing out of him!

He did absorb that trivia, but it sorta registered to him in an odd way- Honie was so nonchalant, so matter of fact about it- were the other two actually rulers?

He paused.

He always thought it was kayfabe, just playing up to the theme of the Empresses, but if so, Honie would have been one too- but now he realised, he was actually in presence of royalty, royalty that wanted to smother him out!

Of course he didn’t get to ponder on it for a very long time- as the bell rung and miss Bea pulled him close into a spine crushing bearhug. Charlie always considered himself a big guy, but a small gasp escaped his lips as he felt himself being raised off the ground, crushed in the biceps of the Heroine of the Beehive! His fingers twitched, as he realised this wasn’t going to be easy..

But he wasn’t going to make it easy for her either. Struggling, he’d free an arm from her crushing grip, raise it up and..

“Makers? All I see.. is someone who’s going to be made into a nice throne for me!”

His elbow smashed down onto Honie’s forehead, presumably loosening her grip! If that was the case, Charlie would break out, stumble a couple steps backward, throw himself into the ropes.. then bounce back with a running vengeance, leaping up and crashing her boots into her breasts for a devastating dropkick, meant to leave the bee buzzing weakly!

Honie was known for many moves: facesits, stinkfaces, bodysplashes, bodyslams, hip attacks, buttdrops etc. But the move the Heroine of the Beehive had chosen to start this match with, was one of her iconic bearhugs! Charlie would swiftly find herself lifted off the mat with little effort, crushed in Honie's mountain-shaped guns! "Enjoying yourself?"~ Honie teased, as she squeezed him harder and harder. Melony and Jasmine cheered Honie on, but they also winced empathically. They've felt the power of Honie's hugs before, both by sparing with her, and by entering into a friendly embrace with the big bee. If Honie could inadvertently squeeze her friends too hard, how much more powerful were her hugs, when she was actually trying to do damage?!

Charlie didn't seem to be in the mood to continue finding out. So despite the fact that Honie's grip was only getting tighter, Charlie somehow managed to free one of his arms. "Buzz?!" And after his taunt, the Boneshark would nail Honie's head with an elbow strike! "OW!" Honie's grip loosened, allowing Charlie to break out and go for another move! He rushed to the ropes to bounce off of them, before sending a dropkick right at the Booty Buzzer!

But Honie managed to shake the stars out of her head just in the nick of time, leaving her alert enough to counter! She braced herself, before reaching out to grab firm hold of the Boneshark's ankles, one ankle in each hand! "Not so fast!" Rather than completely stop Charlie's momentum, Ms. Bea would aim to use it against him! She'd immediately begin swinging the man by the ankles, around and around and around! And after multiple spins, the big bee would aim to throw her foe across the ring, in another feat of her top-tier strength!

Oh, noticed Charlie, she actually says buzz as a phrase of surprise. That was oddly pleasant and a little cute in his opinion, but it hadn’t stopped him from giving her a hard knock on the forehead. He hadn’t gotten a chance to reply, but he would have been lying if he denied enjoying himself at least a wee bit.

After breaking out, he went for a drop kick but!

She caught him midair! Charlie knew she was strong but as her firm hands gripped his ankles, his eyes widened- she was close to an actual superheroine with that level of strength, although he didn’t have time to think about it as he was getting whirled around, and around! And then.. she let go! His body crashed into the ground, tumbling across the floor and finally crashing into the ropes, entangling him there! His head spun as he’d groan a bit..

“.. that was.. just a joyride, Bee! I’ll get you grovelling before the day is up..”

He proclaimed, getting to his feet, a little unsteady.. but now moving towards her! It was time for some offence! His fist curled, and Charlie aimed it at her face- but it was a buzzing feint! Instead, his boot smashed into her abs, intending to make the Honie Bee double over.. and getting her head pushed down between his thighs!

“Time to crush your hive-!”

He declared, gripping her by the waist, hauling her bum into the air and then.. BAM, slamming her down head first, making the ring shake with the impact!

In an impressive display of both strength and skill, Honie caught Charlie's dropkick, spun him around, and threw him across the ring! The man ended up hitting the ropes, even getting a bit tangled within them! "Looks like I've got you."~ Honie giggled, as she began approaching the trapped man while swaying her hips, thinking of fun ways to smother him in his position. But apparently, Charlie wasn't as entangled as he looked. He took Honie by surprise, powering out of the ropes, and soon heading straight for her!

But Honie was quick to lock-in again. Upon seeing the Boneshark raise his fist, the bee prepared to defend herself from a punch. However, upon raising her arms up to do just that, she left her midsection exposed to Charlie's real attack! That apparent punch was just a feint, Charlie was really going for a kick in the gut! "UGH!" Honie grunted. Even with her armor abs, the kick hit with enough force for make the heavyweight double over. This left her vulnerable to Charlie's follow-up, as he put her into the proper position to lift her up, before slamming her down on her dome! "NGH!" Honie was downed and stunned at this point, from the ring-shaking impact to her poor crown!