"For our next event," the announcer's voice boomed across the stadium, "we have a delicious match. First up, standing at 5'6, we have Fate!"
Fate moved confidently towards the ring; each step exuded coolness. A black duffle bag hung loosely over her shoulder.
Her firm ass moved back and forth as all stared at her dark booty shorts. Her sneakers traveled up her thighs, covering her legs from prying eyes. A black tube top covered her moderately sized breasts. Her eyes peered at the crowd with a look of nonchalance, but the mask around her mouth kept any more emotion from spilling out. Her brown ponytail swayed from the opening of her baseball cap with every step.
Fate rolled into the ring, laying the bag down in her corner as she waited for her opponent.
"Next," the announcer continued once the scene calmed, "standing at 5'8. She is the Seductress!"
The Seductress strutted onto the runway with her ample hips and bosoms swaying left and right. She rubbed at her nipples through the thin cloth covering. Fishnets covered every inch of her body, with only small fabric blocking the view of her more sensitive areas. Everyone in the stadium glared lustfully at the ebony woman. Why wouldn't they? After all, she was practically a succubus.
Once in the ring, she made eye contact with her opponent as she buried several fingers in her snatch. Moans escaped her lips as she toyed with herself. After a few moments, she pulled out a dripping mess and cleaned every inch with her tongue while staring at Fate.
"I get to fuck a Korean whore now," the Seductress smiled, "this will be fun."
After the official regained his bearings, he waved his hand, issuing the start of the match. Neither sex fighter charged in but instead watched one another. The two circled the ring once before Fate ran in, aiming a punch toward her foe, but it only hit the air. The Seductress jumped out of the way effortlessly.
The black wrestler landed back on her high heels and shot out with a kick of her own. Fate felt the impact on the side of her head, falling over, dazed.
The Seductress took advantage of Fate's weakness. The black woman charged at the ropes bouncing off the side of the ring to increase her momentum. She jumped high up, landing on the Korean with her fat ass.
The ref ran over, "1...."
Fate shot up an arm at hearing the count. For all sex fighters, this was pure instinct now.
The Seductress huffed as she stood. The black woman grabbed her opponent's ponytail, dragging the weakened fighter to the ring corner. She thought this would have been an easy win, but it does not matter as she gets to beat up this slut even more. This thought left her dripping wet as the distance between the two grew.
The Seductress charged and jumped as Fale lay hanging onto the bottom rope. The Korean rolled out of the ring, causing her opponent to slam against the corner. A wet thwack resounded throughout the stadium.
Fate looked up to see her opponent holding her crotch. A clear sticky fluid ran down the woman's legs. Quickly, the Korean woman grabbed the other sex fighter's legs yanking with all her might so the Seductress could relive her embarrassing moment.
The Seductress yelped as she felt the impact, but this remained far from the end of her torment. Fate twisted her opponent's legs to form a figure four lock. The black wrestler's yelp turned into a scream as the weight of her opponent increased her agony as she dangled from the ring.
The Seductress writhed in pain as it felt like an eternity but soon lessened as the pressure on her legs abated. The black woman held onto the ropes as she tried to stand on wobbly legs but failed. Hands grabbed the weak fighter and held her with her face toward the ground. A leg draped over her neck, locking her in place.
"Twisted Fate!" The audience cheered as they saw the signature move set up.
Fate performed a forward flip causing her opponent to twist like a tornado. The Seductress slammed face-first into the mat. The Korean woman quickly rolled over her opponent, hooking her leg for a pin.
"1..." the ref counted, "2...."
The Seductress shot up with an arm of her own, ending the pin. Fate turned to the ref, arguing with the official about how it should have been a three, but the man refused to back down.
Fate turned, and a kick to her stomach nearly folded the woman. The Seductress performed an Irish Whip causing Fate to rebound off the ropes.
The black sex fighter ran at her opponent and slammed her big ass into her foe's face. Fate slammed against the mat. The Seductress grabbed Fate's hair and dragged the poor woman to the turnbuckle.
With Fate's head on the bottom corner, the Seductress pulled her opponent's mask down, revealing a beautiful mouth. The black woman sat on the downed sex fighter's face.......
The Seductress twerked and rubbed her ass in her opponent's face. She ensured the downed sex fighter's nose wedged itself deep between her cheeks. Fate needed to sample what she would be eating after her defeat.
The Seductress stood up and realized there was something wrong. It was that Fate had too many clothes on. The sex fiend ripped off the downed fighter's tube top, and she slipped off her booty shorts.
