Tonight on Bombshell Beach Porn (Edit: Pro) Wrestling, all the wrestling fans in attendance were waiting for the next match to begin. And since they tuned in last week, they knew it was going to be an interesting one. Everyone used the brief time they had while nothing was happening to do things like use the bathroom, refill their drinks, jack o(Edit: check their texts), and maybe even talk to someone about how the show was going.
Just don't shake their hands.
Anyway, the show continued on with the next match, and music started playing on the large speakers connected to one of the big screens over the ramp entrance. The announcer started speaking over the music. The mini fireworks started going off around the edge of the stage with some smoke from the smoke machine crawling across it. And out of the corner of the entrance, Twilight Sparkle appeared and walked onto the stage, looking serious.
Twilight was a very tan girl with black hair, with two big streaks of light purple and fuchsia that ran from the front of her bangs to the ends of her hair past her shoulder blades. As she walked down the ramp, her large, round breasts bounced lightly with each step she took. This was because she wore a black triangle string microkini that couldn't contain them. It only covered most of the ends of her breasts, but still had plenty to show with cleavage, sideboob, and underboob. But that was moderately more modest then her black bikini bottoms, which was just a back G-string bikini, letting her round butt piston up and down as she walked on past all the fans wanting to slapher (Edit: hand.) But Twilight was not in the mood to be nice at the moment, and everyone knew why.
Twilight walked up the steps and took her time raising her leg over the middle rope and bending over to step into the ring. The referee gave her a microphone and she started addressing the crowd. "I would like to thank you all for coming tonight. I apologize for my lack of enthusiasm this time around. I love you guys, but after what happened to me in my match with Rarity I've been, admittedly, a little beside myself," Twilight squinted at the ramp with disdain, "And we all know who's to blame for that, don't we?!"
The crowd clapped and cheered in agreement as the screen turned on and started playing an edited version of last week's match. Twilight just got through sending Rarity on her back from a sidewalk slam. Twilight pinned her, but the referee was blindsided by Trixie, who knocked him to the ground with a chair. Twilight got off of Rarity and tried to stop her, but she was quickly wacked by the chair two. That's when Trixie dragged Rarity's body over Twilight's body before throwing the ref over to them and exiting the ring.
The official had no choice but to count the one-two-three, and the crowd booed as Twilight started speaking once more. "I know you're here Trixie, and I know you're listening. You had no right to interrupt our match and steal my victory away. You've disrespected me, Rarity, and all of these wresting fans who paid their hard-earned money to come here. Now you're going to pay the consequences. I challenge you to a match! Right here! Right! NOW!"
Upon that enunciation, all the lights went out aside from the flashing cameras and two searchlights circled around the ring. Twilight grew cautious noticing that smoke was coming out from underneath the ring and spreading across the canvas.
"You dare to challenge me, do you…?" A disembodied voice, which did not belong to the announcer, echoed throughout the arena, "HAH! You're as reckless as you are incompetent."
Twilight balled her fist, raising the microphone back to her lips."Show yourself, you coward! Huh?" Twilight looked down, and noticed that the smoke was somehow swirling around in a circle in front of her.
"Very well then… I accept your challenge, Twilight Sparkle. Now you will know the charisma, the beauty, and the unfathomable POWER of the Great and POWERFUL Trrrrriiiiixiiiiiiiiiie!"
Twilight blinked, speaking into her mic again, "You know, calling yourself powerful twice is kind of redundant-
"THAT'S BECAUSE TRIXIE'S TWICE AS POWERFUL AS YOU, SO NYEH!"
The lights quickly turned back on, and the smoke dissipated into a whirlwind. Twilight coughed, waving her arm to keep the smoke from hitting her face. And from the smoke was a woman wearing a medium purple cape with a high collar and a similarly colored magician's hat covering her eyes. The woman smirked evilly and took off her hat, revealing to the crowd that it was indeed Trixie. And with a click of her broach, the cape that covered her fell to her ankles, and her true, TRUE form was revealed. And it was pretty hot. She wore a ruffled, brandeis blue halter bikini top. The previously mentioned metal ring held the pieces of fabric together under her breasts, covering the bottom as it wrapped around the back. But just like Trixie, it couldn't be that subtle. So she had the full curves of her cleavage shown as well as the side of her breasts. Her bikini bottoms were cut pretty cheeky in the back. Or Brazilian style for those of you who actually care. Couple this with thin straps, and you got some nice swing in your hips. Which Trixie was more than willing to show off as she kicked away her cape and strut towards Twilight. She put the hat over the referee's head as she passed him, "Take my cape, too, would you, Tiny? Thanks."
The referee rolled his eyes, but threw the hat and cape over the ring ropes anyway. Trixie snagged the mic away from Twilight before speaking.
"But seriously, Twilight Sparkle, it's about time you publicly recognized Trixie as a threat," The boos persisted, but Trixie was not swayed, "I knew that in your mind, in your very BEING that you were afraid to face me in the ring. And why wouldn't you be? Haven't even been here more than three months and I've already made my magnificent and mastery known throughout BBPW!"
"To everyone else's misfortune," Twilight said into the mic dryly, prompting the crowd to laugh. Trixie's cheeks reddened a bit, but she continued.
"As the great and patient Trixie was saying," Trixie said, holding a finger up, "you were too intimidated to fight me, and too prideful to admit that I was superior to you. That's why you've been ignoring my challenges for so long. Then I thought, why not make YOU challenge me? It wouldn't be hard. I just had to send the message. And that I did. I know how defensive you are about your oh-so precious "honor code", so it only makes sense you'd finally be willing to wrestle me just to _ your pride. How petty."
Twilight snatched the mic back. "You're a hypocrite! What's more petty than interrupting someone else's match just to get people to notice her?! The only reason I turned down your challenges was because you were such a, well to put it mildly, BITCH!" The crowd cheered, "You are rude, self-absorbed, and such an attention whore that it'd be dishonorable to even be in the same ring with you! You speak of your influence, but the only constructive contribution you've had to this company so far is looking good on your back! And really that's more than what I was expecting from some third-rate illusionist and fourth rate wrestler!"
The crowd clapped and cheered while Trixie angrily snagged the microphone back. "Third-rate?! You can mock me, but you have no authority to mock my brilliant illusions! And as far as wrestling goes, I can drop you like that!"
Trixie snapped her fingers in Twilight's face. Twilight tried grabbed the mic, both of them now sharing the mic. "Then prove it. But I warn you, I'm not holding back. And like you said, mocking me is one thing. But disc racing someone else's match is a SIN, and your loss will be your punishment."
Trixie tilted her head with her smile returning. "I'd love to see you try."
They both dropped the mic at the same time, staring each other down as they backed away.
"This match is scheduled for one faalll! Introducing first is the challenger, The HeartBreak Girl herself, Twiiiliiight Spaaaarkle!"
The attendees replied positivekly as the announcer declared her name. Twilight cricked her neck from side to side, fists clenched.
"And her opponent she'll be facing is the one-woman show, the Rated R Diva, the Great and Powerful Triiixiiiie!"
Trixie scowled at everyone booing her. "Shut up! You wouldn't know real talent if it fucked you!"
The referee motioned for them to come closer. After explaining the rules, they both nodded in agreement. He threw down his hand, "FIGHT!"
*DING!*
Twilight and Trixie fixed their gazes on each other as they walked around the ring, not willing to take the other out of their sight for even a second. After they sized each other up, Twilight was the first to stop. She got into a wide stance while lightly swung her hips from side to side, giving Trixie a "bring it on" gesture with her hands. Trixie was more than happy to oblige, running at Twilight to kick her in the face. But instead of jumping out of the way, Twilight rushed Trixie while turning her body to the side.
"Trixie's eyes widened, "Huh?!"
Twilight narrowly avoided the kick, spinning around Trixie and grabbing her by the hair. Twilight yanked down on her opponent's locks, pulling her down to slam her back on the mat. Before Trixie could get up, Twilight straddled her toned belly, her crotch brushing against her abs. That's when the pain started to rain with Twilight giving Trixie punches to the head. She worked them like an MMA fighter, and Trixie was barely able to block most of them.
"Hey, that's too much, Twilight!" the referee said, kneeling down to grab one of Twilight's wrists before it could get another swing, "Stop!"
Twilight snapped her head angrily, leering at the referee before she let out a yelp. Trixie bucked her hips off the mat, knocking Twilight off of her.
"How dare you hit Trixie's beautiful face…" She growled under her breath, quickly crawling up to her feet. "You'll pa-GYUH~!"
Trixie's tirade was cut off early by Twilight's foot thrusting into her stomach. She clutched her stomach, feeling a tight knot form on her belly. She didn't process the heavy footsteps getting ever so closer until it was too late. Trixie's vision was obstructed by a tanned knee, and her head flicked up along with the rest of her body. She staggered back into the corner, her heels holding up her body against the turnbuckles.
"What was all that talk about being powerful, HUH?" Twilight breathed, draping Trixie's arms back over the top ropes. Twilight pressed her barely clothed body against Trixie's briefly before climbing up. Twilight placed her feet on the middle ropes before she grabbed a handful of Trixie's hair and pulled her head back. Twilight raised her fist in the air and snarled before doing several mounted punches.
Everyone started counting the punches. "One! Two! Three! Four! Five! Six!"
Twilight smiled, raising her fist for punch number seven. Despite her being a professional and wrestling purely for sport, she had to admit there was nothing quite as pleasurable as beating the hell out of Trixie's arrogant, smug face.
"Eight! Nine! TEN!"
Twilight stopped her assault, letting Trixie's hair go. The magician's head lulled to the side, but Twilight patted her cheek to keep her awake. She jumped down from the ropes, pulling Trixie out of the corner. Twilight turned around and pulled Trixie into a standing side headlock. Trixie struggled to get out, feeling the dampness of Twilight's boob smooshing her cheek. But there was no stopping Twilight who ran forward and drove Trixie's head into the canvas for a Bulldog. Twilight let her out of the hold.
The referee got down on his knees. "You okay, Trix?" He only got a groan in response.
Twilight pushed Trixie on her back. She then leaned over and covered Trixie, pressing her chest on top of Trixie's for an attempt at a pinfall.
The referee checked Trixie's shoulders, also stealing a quick glance at the boob-on-boob action going on before slapping the mat. "One!"
Trixie shot her shoulder up, breaking out of the pin. The ref called it a one count, much to Twilight's displeasure. Twilight shut her eyes and exhaled through her nose, calming herself before getting on her knees and pulling Trixie up into a sitting position. She sat down right behind Trixie before wrapping her legs around Trixie, squeezing her waist in between her strong thighs. Twilight combined this with a full nelson, squishing her boobs against Trixie's back. Trixie grinded her teeth, growling through them as Twilight kept squeezing.
"Give up!" Twilight grunted.
"Never!" Trixie cried defiantly, too stubborn to give up in such an undignified way. Using her head, Trixie pushed her heels into the canvas to force Twilight's back and shoulders onto the mat. And thanks to Trixie arching herself onto Twilight, the referee saw this and gave it enough reason to be a pin.
"One! Two!"
"NO!" Twilight yelled, releasing Trixie and pushing her off in a panic. The two of them got on all fours, looking at each other with contempt before finally clashing. The two of them started grappling each other on their knees, pushing and writhing around as one tried to get a good hold on the other, close enough to feel each other's breath. But Trixie ultimately got Twilight into a front facelock after punching her belly. Trixie then leaned back while wrapping her legs around Twilight's lower midsection, hooking her feet together. Now it was Trixie's turn to squeeze, choking Twilight with a guillotine hold.
The fans went wild, watching as Twilight shook her butt around trying to pull herself out. But while they liked it, Trixie was not as fond of it.
"Hey! Stopping shaking your ass, you slut!" Trixie whined at Twilight, pressing Twilight's neck with her forearm and bicep, "It's Trixie's perfect body they should be fawning over, not yours!"
Hearing this, Twilight shuffled her knees, lifting them off the mat as she pressed the ball of her feet and toes on the ground. The HeartBreak Girl then extended her legs, pushing her butt high in the air and exposing the line of fabric wedged in from her g-string bikini bottom, with her mound also in view. Due to this, Twilight's upper body was pressed further down. Twilight tried twisting her neck around the the side to try and force Trixie's shoulders onto the vinyl.
"Quit it!" Trixie said, throwing Twilight off to the side before the referee even had a chance to count, "I said stop showing off!"
Twilight recovered quickly, kneeling up while wiping her mouth with a smirk. "Sorry, Trixie. Can't help it if I'm the fan favorite."
The bridge of Trixie's nose blushed red with anger at that smug retort. "You dare downplay The Great and Powerful Trxie?!" Trixie held her index finger up to Twilight, "NOW you've crossed the line, Twilight Spar-KUHHL!"
Trixie was interrupted by too feet kicking her in the mouth. Trixie got knocked onto her upper back, her legs jackknifing and making her flip onto her knees with her hair hanging over her head. Twilight fell from the dropkick, but quickly ran for the ropes. After bouncing off them, she used their momentum to propel a running knee into Trixie's forehead.
"OOOOOOHHHHHHH!" The crowd cheered, practically feeling Trixie's head snap back and making a distinguishable red spot on her forehead.
Twilight sat down flopped backwards across Trixie's body, resting her shoulder blades on top of Trixie's bust. "Pin!" Twilight called, moving Trixie's head to the side with her hand. She then tilted her head back to watch the referee make the count.
"One! Two! Th- nope, kickout!""
Twilight craned her neck over, seeing Trixie's shoulder raise off the mat. She rose off of Trixie's boobs to argue with the ref, who insisted it wasn't a three count. She shook her head in disbelief. But looking at Trixie, she looked really out of it. At least Twilight had that going for her. "C'mon, we're not done."
Twilight underhooked Trixie's arms from the front, making the girl's head rest on her cleavage. Once on their feet, Twilight grabbed her opponent's arm to whip her into a corner. Only to have Trixie grab Twilight's arm as she was being whipped, and reversing it. Now Twilight was the one who ran into a corner. And when she tried turning around, she was met with Trixie's rack slamming into her face. She felt herself get sandwiched between Trixie's frame and the turnbuckles. This sudden impact made Twilight's eyes lid, and she groaned as she sunk into a sitting position.
Trixie's conceited smirk stretched across her face as she put her foot on Twilight's cheek. "Hmm, how to humiliate you…? … Oh, I know~!" She turned around, hooking her fingers around the sides of her bikini bottoms. One strong tug later, the fabric sunk into her butt, making the crowd go wild.
"DO-IT! DO-IT! DO-IT! DO-IT! DO-IT! DO-IT!" They chanted hungrily.
"WHO'S THE BEST?!" Trixie asked, not giving them what they want until they gave her the answer she desired.
"TRIX-IE! TRIX-IE! TRIX-IE! TRIX-IE!" They chanted with great enthusiasm, a couple of them holding up signs with her name on it.
"You're damn right, I am!" Trixie yelled, ramming her butt into Twilight's face. Trixie rubbed her voluptuous posterior side to side vigorously, digging her rival's face further into it. Twilight's screamed were muffled by Trixie's flesh prison. Even as Twilight kicked around, Trixie was pressing so hard against her face that it was genuinely difficult to turn her head out of it. While she was pushing against Trixie's thighs in an attempt to get free, Twilight's breathing was being cut off by her nose and mouth being forced into her ass crack.
After a while, Twilight's body started to slow to a limp. The referee moved in out of concern, telling Trixie to stop. Trixie's sadistic grin faltered as she scowled at him, begrudgingly ceasing to continue the Stinkface. The audience followed Trixie in her scorn, booing him while calling him a killjoy. He blushed in embarrassment, but otherwise did his job and checked on Twilight.
"Oh no, I'm not done with her yet," Trixie dragged Twilight up by her hair before the referee could even get a word in. He tried, interfering again, but Trixie shot him a look that could put terror in even the manliest of men. Twilight was sitting on her knees, grabbing onto the hand holding her hair, taking long exasperated breaths. Her face was beet red due to both asphyxiation and embarrassment, "We're just beginning."
As the match continued, Trixie started putting Twilight through several painful submission holds.
Trixie stood over Twilight's head, squeezing her thighs around her neck in a standing headscissor. Trixie bent back to grab Twilight's arms as well, pulling them up and hyperextending her shoulders. Twilight let out a sad wail of pain as it felt like her arms were being torn off.
The referee got down and asked if she wanted to surrender. Twilight refused.
Twilight let out another howl of agony, her face and boobs being squished against the mat. Trixie kept her right knee on Twilight's upper back, bending the prone girl's leg over her neck as she locked in the Stretch Muffler.
The referee asked again, but Twilight still refused.
Now Twilight was in a Bow and Arrow hold, her back being arched across Trixie's knees with her feet being crossed and held in place while her head was being pulled down by her chin. Twilight screamed, her breasts hanging back slightly due to gravity.
"Keep screaming, Crylight," Trixie cooed, "Let the masses know how pathetic their 'fan favorite' truly is."
Twilight shook her head, letting out more moans as she endured the hold.
A few more excruciating holds later, Twilight was on her back. Her long hair was disheveled and strung about. Her breathing was tired and ragged, turning her head to the side as her sweaty bust and belly rose and fell. Standing above her was Trixie, leaning over Twilight and making a shadow across her face.
"Stubborn as always," Trixie muttered, grabbing Twilight's wrists and dragging her body to a nearby corner, "But if I can't get you to quit, I might as well pin you," she straightened Twilight's body before climbing the corner. Once on the middle ropes, Trixie jumped forward and landed an elbow drop onto Twilight's abs. Twilight's eyes bulged as she gasped, saliva getting coughed up.
Trixie hooked Twilight's far leg back, holding Twilight's wrist to the mat on the other side.
"One! Two!"
Twilight violently thrust her shoulder and free leg up, rolling on her side. Trixie snarled, but tried again. Trixie lifted Twilight across her shoulders in a fireman's carry. She kept Twilight in place by placing one hand on one of her thighs and the other wrapped over her neck. Twilight moaned, her arms dangling almost lifelessly. Trixie moved forward while tilting the side of her body where Twilight's head was. Hopping off the ground, Trixie tucked Twilight's head in while grabbing onto one of her legs. As Trixie landed, she buried the back of Twilight's head and shoulders onto the mat, the impact shaking the ring ropes themselves.
Twilight let out a heavy grunt before her body flopped down, barely moving aside from some of her toes twitching. Trixie made another cover, hooking Twilight's left leg so hard that her hips were raised off the mat.
The referee counted. "One! Two! Th-"
Twilight kicked out again, but just barely. Trixie let go of the pin and stared down at Twilight with a mixture of astonishment and frustration that was practically hair-pulling. "Ugh, this is getting ridiculous. Guess Trixie'll just skip right to her finishing move."
Twilight's mouth hung open, exhaling hot breaths as she got pulled up onto her knees. She felt her head getting shoved between Trixie's thighs, clasping her hands on her hips. Trixie bent forward, her breasts pressing against Twilight's back as she put the HeartBreak Girl in a waistlock. Twilight's pupils shrank, realizing that she was going to be put down by one of Trixie's piledrivers. Her heart started racing faster, realizing that if she didn't act now she was not going to wake up from this.
Trixie tried lifting her up, but Twilight started kicking around, throwing her weight around. Trixie attempted it again, but this time Twilight managed to pull herself out of Trixie's thighs and break free all together.
"What the fri-AAH!" Trixie's cheek was decked by one of Twilight's knuckles, making her stagger back with a nasty glare, "Stop interrupt-AHW~!" Another fist to the jaw threw Trixie's head back, leaving her dazed and woozy. Twilight quickly got behind her as Trixie leaned forward, putting the R Rated Diva in a waistlock. Twilight heaved, pulling up Trixie's body while arching her back. The result was a beautifully executed German Suplex.
Twilight lacked the energy to keep her body bridged, she let Trixie go. But even then, Trixie stayed on the back of her head and shoulders for a few seconds. This gave the front row attendees a moment to ogle over her spread legs and her breasts sunk down to her chin before she slowly fell onto her side. Meanwhile, Twilight got on her knees and fixed her bikini top, patting the bottom of her breasts before standing.
"You alright?" the referee asked Twilight, to which she breathlessly nodded. He went to check on Trixie, but Twilight grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back, her eyes glowering upon her downed opponent.
Trixie moaned, the soreness in her body spreading into her arms as she tried to push herself up. However, she wouldn't have been able to regardless since Twilight already had her head in good range of a punt. The kick sent her rolling close to the ropes. Then Twilight used said ropes to keep herself up as she stomped on Trixie's stomach and sides, the blue-haired woman squirming with each blow. It wasn't too long till she was lifted up again. Twilight reached over Trixie's shoulders with one hand, clamping down on her upper back. Twilight's other arm slithered against Trixie's crotch and in between her legs, clamping her tailbone before lifting her up. Twilight's teeth bared, she flipped Trixie upside down and slammed her to the mat. Twilight, hyperventilating from the sudden rush of adrenaline, she raised her fists in the air as the crowd cheered.
"MMmnn…" Trixie's head rolled from side to side, her eyes flickering. She felt the pull of Twilight's hands grabbing her wrists and pulling her up to her feet. She could only softly moan as her body fought to stay rigid as she got to her feet once more. She blinked, almost getting her senses back until a solid elbow across her jaw undid it. Trixie's face scrunched up as she lost her balance. And just as she got it back again, Twilight punched her in the abs. Even with her near six-pack, Trixie's gut couldn't stand the blow. This was followed by an uppercut exploding on Trixie's jaw and snapping her head back. Trixie's teeth clenched, trying her hardest to endure each strike. But that last blow nearly had her eyes rolling back. Then she felt her eyes starting to lid, glazing over slightly.
"Eat THIS!"
Trixie gagged, suddenly feeling Twilight's bicep hook around her throat with alarming force. The force of the clothesline flipped Trixie over and making her land on her front, her butt jiggling on impact. The reception was incredible, as Twilight received yet another chorus of gratitude from everyone. Of course, Twilight smiled and gave the people a humble wave before looking down at Trixie. She knelt down beside her hand picked her head up. "It's over, Trixie. You're done."
Twilight pulled Trixie to her feet and bent her over, shoving her head between her thighs. Twilight put Trixie in a waistlock from there before pulling her onto her shoulders in a powerbomb position. Trixie's legs were draped over them with her crotch being buried in Twilight's face. Twilight held Trixie up by her butt, about to hit end the match with her finishing move: The Twilight Bomb. That was, until.…
CLONK!
The sound of steel hitting bone was audible, even over the shocked reactions of the crowd. The steel chair that wacked Twilight's skull bounced onto the canvas with a clang. Twilight's hands limply let go of Trixie's butt and hung back as her body gave out. She fell backwards with crossed-eyes before they finally closed once she hit the floor.
To say the referee was baffled would be putting it lightly. He spun around, seeing someone in a hoodie and ski mask running up the ramp with everyone pointing at him. He went over to the ropes, yelling for whoever they were to come back but to no avail. The hooded figure quickly ran backstage, gone from public view.
Trixie's eye lashes flickered and she shook her head. She was a bit woozy, but still had enough bearing of reality to feel her senses coming back. Speaking of, she felt her skin sitting on something soft. That's when she looked down and realized she was sitting on Twilight's breasts, her knees pinning against Twilight's biceps. The tanned girl lay underneath her unmoving and completely knocked out.
"What the…?" Trixie raised a questioning eyebrow, wondering what happened. But that thought quickly subsided as she locked eyes with the referee. An exclamation mark formed in her head, knowing what to do next. She leaned back and hooked both of Twilight's bent up legs and leaned forward. Twilight's hips were raised off the floor and she was folded up for a rana pin, "What are you standing there for?! COUNT!"
Despite what happened, he wasn't allowed to ignore a legal pin. He got on his knees and began the count.
"One! Two!" Twilight's eyes remained closed. She didn't even make a twitch. "Three! Ring the bell!"
*DIngdingdigdingding…*
The crowd went into an uproar of boos as the bell rung. Trixie let go of Twilight's legs and grinned. She didn't know exactly how things ended up going her way, but she didn't really question it. Happily going along with her victory, she let the referee raise her hand while she put her other hand on her hip.
"Here is your winner by pinfalll! The Great, and Powerful, Triiiiixiiiiiiie!"
The announcement was made, but no one was happy as they relentlessly started jeering. Trixie didn't need care, however. She was all too happy to accept the victory. She put her hands on her hips, looking down at Twilight with an arrogant and haughty smirk. She patted the knocked out woman's cheek, lightly, "Poor little baby…"
After hopping on Twilight's bust just to rub it in, Trixie got to her feet and went to pose on the top of one of the corners, so wrapped up in herself that she barely even registered the metal chair she walked passed. As Trixie was soaking in the salt of the fans, the referee was doing his best to shake Twilight awake with no success. He called for a medic as everything faded to black…
