Chapter 62 (Summer Special)
*Diana Diaz vs Amazon Aqua*
Back in the wrestling ring, Diana Diaz and Amazon Aqua stood at different corners. Diaz had on her usual wrestling attire, but with briefs instead of trunks. And Amazon Aqua had on a navy-blue one-piece leotard.
Sayuri Rogue took the center of the ring microphone in hand. "Attention, fans of all genders and ages, this next match is an homage to the muscle beach element! These two giantesses, Diana Diaz and Amazon Aqua, will compete in a standard rules match, but with a few amendments. These two will have weights on their shoulders that each weigh 50 pounds. If any of them are removed in any way, that woman loses automatically."
"So are we getting our weights or what?" Diaz asked.
"In due time." Sayuri replied. "But first, we're having a pose-off."
"A pose-off?" Aqua asked. "Why?"
"It's to keep things fresh for this year's muscle match." Sayuri said. "The two of you will flex and show off your muscles to the crowd. Whoever folds first will be handicapped."
"What kind of handicap?" Diaz asked.
"An extra weight in the form of a heavy girdle." Sayuri said. "This extra weight weighs an additional 25 pounds. Whoever loses the pose-off gets to wear that around their waist while she wrestles. Are you girls ready?" Both nodded. "Good. Now, get to posing!"
Both Diaz and Aqua went on standing next to each other and started flexing. Diaz focused mainly on her arms and abs while Aqua showed off all four of her limbs. They went on different poses for the next couple minutes getting cheers from the crowd. In the end, however, Diaz sighed and stopped flexing, not because she was tired though.
"I give up." Diaz said.
"What?" Aqua asked. "You?"
"Sure. Give me that belt, Rogue."
Sayuri Rogue shrugged and snapped her fingers. Two buff lifeguards approached Amazon Aqua and put on the shoulder pads. Two additional guys did the same with Diaz while a third wrapped the weighted belt around Diaz' waist.
"Not that I'm relieved to have won that pose-off," Aqua said, "But why did you fold?"
"Isn't it obvious?" Diaz asked. "I want this to be a fair fight. And with me weighed down by an additional 25 pounds, that's about as fair as it can be." Aqua growled at that comment.
"Well, now that that's all settled," Sayuri said, "Let's get this match underway!"
DING-DING!
Upset about being underestimated, Aqua charged forward to tackle Diaz, who tanked it and cupped her hands together before striking down at Aqua's back. She gripped her head and lifted her back up before slamming her face in the middle turnbuckle. She let Aqua fall giving her the chance to climb up the middle turnbuckle. She jumped off for a splash, but Aqua managed to roll away just in time. The extra weight made the landing even more impactful on Diaz.
Aqua rolled Diaz onto her back and began stomping at the extra weight around her waist. Once she was done, she lifted Diaz and hung her back over her knees. She pressed her hands down bending her over the knee. Diaz certainly gave some grunts.
"Diaz, do you give up?" the referee asked.
"No!"
Diaz grabbed Aqua's arms and pushed her off. She then got back up and charged at Aqua sending her to the corner. Then, like a wild boxer, she sent a flurry of punches to Aqua's body and head. Aqua finally ended it by grabbing onto Diaz' arm and reversing their positions. It was then that Aqua's usual personality changed into something else, something animalistic. She gritted her teeth and growled in a feral frenzy while a wild gaze escaped her eyes.
"Shark Mode." Diaz said before chuckling. "Now, this is a battle I like, woman against beast!"
Aqua kicked Diaz in the stomach and Irish whipped her to the other corner. Diaz stumbled back to the center where Aqua pounced on her like a wild animal. She landed on top of Diaz and kept punching her across her face, each one struck harder than the last. But each time, Diaz laughed enjoying this ferocious onslaught. She grabbed onto Aqua's fist before it struck and lifted her off.
Diaz grabbed Aqua's head and bashed her face again, but not on the turnbuckle, on her left shoulderpad. It dazed Aqua long enough for Diaz to lift her up over her head. She did a few squats before slamming Aqua down in a Diaz Drop. It knocked Aqua nearly half-conscious, but Diaz wasn't quite done. She ran to the ropes and bounced off of them. When she ran back, she leaped up and slammed herself right on top of Aqua. The extra weight made the splash even stronger. She hooked Aqua's legs for the pin.
1… 2… 3!
DING-DING!
Sayuri clapped her hands for Diaz. "Well done, Diana Diaz. Not only did you win, you also overcame Amazon Aqua's Shark Mode and you did so with an extra weight around you. Might certainly made you right. Now, onto the next match."
*Willow Powell vs Hotrina*
Two beauties, Willow Powell and Hotrina, stood at different sides of a large mud pit. They were surrounded by beach sand that had a wooden fence surrounding it. The two stared at each other in their tiny bikinis while slathering themselves in mud. Sayuri Rogue stood beside the ring ready to announce the match.
"This next match is a mud wrestling match, and it'll be two-out-of-three! Now, last year, we had a penalty for stepping foot out of the mud pit, but this year, we've decided to lift it as long as each fall happens inside of the pit! Are you two ready?" Both nodded. "Then let's get dirty!"
DING-DING!
Hotrina started off strong taking Willow Powell by surprise. She grabbed the actress' arm and threw her over her shoulder. She slammed right into the mud right before Hotrina picked her up and held her head in a dragon sleeper. She also wrapped her legs around Willow's body.
"You'd best give up now, movie star." Hotrina taunted. "I've had more than my fair share of mud fights before going pro. You don't stand a chance."
"We'll… see… about… zat." Willow said before scooping up a handful of mut in her hand. She quickly slammed it right at Hotrina's face disorienting her enough to break free.
Willow picked Hotrina up and tossed her out of the pit. The pin-up girl dripped and landed into the sand. Willow followed and grabbed her legs swinging her back into the pit. She pounced on her and the two of them wrestled for control sending mud everywhere.
Eventually, Hotrina gained back control and straddled on top of Willow. She moved herself to sit right on top of her shoulders for the pin.
1… 2…
Willow escaped by wrapping her legs around Hotrina's neck and launching her down. She still had Hotrina in a headscissor, but Hotrina had Willow in the same hold. The two of them squeezed to get the best of each other until Hotrina slipped out of Willow's grip and held onto her legs. She pent Willow back in a stretch muffler. It was a very painful hold to be stuck in, which is why Willow tapped out to preserve her strength.
"That's one point to Hotrina!" the referee called out.
"HA!" Hotrina cheered. "This game's all mine!"
"Hardly, tramp." Willow said. She slipped behind Hotrina and wrapped her arms around her waist throwing her in a belly-to-back suplex. She kept her arms wrapped around Hotrina and began squeezing. "I'm gonna humiliate you like I did in your debut."
Hotrina elbowed back to Willow before gripping her hands and pushing her down. "As I recall, you were the one who left humiliated after I untied your top."
Willow growled. She bend her leg back and kicked Hotrina off of her. She then surprised her with a double-leg roll-up that Hotrina could not escape from.
1… 2… 3!
"That's one point for both girls." The referee called out. "Next fall wins."
Hotrina growled. "I'm gonna humiliate you for that."
"Bring it zen, putain!" Willow challenged.
The two took each other in a test of strength while pressing their bodies together. Willow won by kicking Hotrina out of the pit. She went to grab her again, but Hotrina surprised her by throwing a handful of sand in her eyes. She then wrapped her arms around Willow in a bearhug back into the ring. Willow struggled still with sand in her eyes.
Hotrina let go letting Willow drop into the mud. She flipped her onto her stomach and held her in a hammerlock while gripping her hair. She pressed her face into the mud for a few seconds before picking her back up.
"What do you say now?" Hotrina asked.
"Screw you, bitch!" Willow shouted escaping the hammerlock.
Willow pushed Hotrina off of her and delivered a hard slap across her face. Hotrina countered with a stronger slap. It didn't strike her face though, it struck her breast. It flustered Willow enough for Hotrina to grab her head and press it in between her breasts. Willow struggled to escape the smother, but Hotrina made it harder by pushing Willow back into the mud.
Hotrina got off giving Willow the chance to breath, but it wasn't done yet. Hotrina picked herself up right before sitting back down, right onto Willow's face. Willow shouted underneath and tried to use her legs to throw Hotrina off again, but the pin-up girl caught them and held them in her arms. She tilted her behind further down Willow's face and pinning her shoulders to the mud.
1… 2… 3!
DING-DING!
Hotrina let go of Willow's legs and lifted her arms up. The French actress growled in anger while Hotrina still sat on her. Sayuri guided Hotrina out of the pit and lifted her arm up.
"Your winner, Hotrina! This was certainly a match that everyone enjoyed, and I know I did! Congratulations, Hotrina, for your victory! Now, onto the next match!"
*Scarlette and Sam Hamilton vs Madame Python and Black Swan
Back in the ring, there were two duos that stood at different corners of the ring. One was Scarlette, who had on her mask along with a red bikini. Her partner, Sam Hamilton, had on an identical costume, but without the mask. The other team consisted of Madame Python, who had on a scaly-green wetsuit, and Black Swan, who had a black leotard that matched her mask. Both teams had a bamboo sword and a watermelon behind them.
Sayuri Rogue made her announcement. "This next match is made as a reference to a popular beach game in Japan, where someone swings a bamboo sword to bash a watermelon. Each team will have a bamboo sword and a watermelon of their own. The goal is to use your bamboo sword to destroy the other team's watermelon that they protect. Whoever destroys the other team's melon first wins. Any questions?"
"Not a question, but a request!" Black Swan shouted. She pointed her finger at Scarlette. "A special bet! If me and Python win, I'll be taking that mask!"
Both Scarlette and Sam looked at each other. Sam nodded and Scarlette sighed. "Fine. But only if you put up your mask in exchange."
"Deal." Black Swan agreed.
"Well, that should be interesting." Sayuri said. "Now, we've got a mascara contra mascara match. In that case, let's begin!"
DING-DING!
Black Swan began by springboarding off of her corner ropes and launching herself right at Scarlette. She caught her by surprise by wrapping her legs around her head and sending her down in a hurricarana. Sam tried to intervene, but Python grabbed her and pulled her in with an octopus stretch.
"You shouldn't mess with us, girl." Madame Python hissed. "Swan and I, we're apex predators. This is no place for a cosplayer."
Sam grunted and struggled to escape. Madame Python beat her to it and tossed her down with a judo throw. She landed next to Scarlette while the snake and the bird returned to their ring for their bamboo sword.
"What do we do?" Scarlette asked.
"I got an idea." Sam said. "Take the melon and leave the ring!"
Scarlette nodded and swiped the melon out of their corner just in the nick of time. She slipped out of the ring much to the frustration of Madame Python, who had the bamboo sword in hand. Black Swan tried to jump for a suicide dive, but Sam grabbed her team's bamboo sword and struck her with it right before she could. She was left with Madame Python and the two crossed bamboo swords with each other like a kendo contest.
Black Swan rolled out of the ring to confront Scarlette, but she wasn't found. Instead, Scarlette sneaked behind the luchadora with the melon on the ground next to her. Scarlette surprised Black Swan with a sleeper hold, but the black-costumed luchadora surprised her with a backflip which gave her the chance to reverse their positions with her own sleeper. She pushed Scarlette down onto the sand and kicked her in the face before taking her melon and returning to the ring.
"Python!" Black Swan yelled. She threw the melon toward the snake woman's direction hoping she would burst it with her sword. But instead, Sam intercepted and caught the melon. She rolled away with it in her arm while making a break for the other team's melon. Sam was about to strike it with her own, but Black Swan springboarded over the rope and hit her with a dropkick.
The melon dropped right at Madame Python's feet. She raised her sword to destroy it, but Scarlette grabbed her ankle and made her fall over. Scarlette then ran over to grapple with Black Swan. Sam got up and decided to help her partner. Scarlette managed to push Black Swan away toward Sam who hit her from behind with her sword.
"Ready to end this?" Scarlette asked.
"Always." Sam said. She turned to get the other team's melon, but was surprised to not see it there. Instead, it was at ringside being set down gently by Madame Python. She gripped her bamboo sword and walked right into the ring.
Meanwhile, Black Swan returned to her feet and faced her opponents. The two heels had Scarlette and Sam surrounded.
"Can you keep these two incapacitated at once?" Black Swan asked.
"Of course, I can." Madame Python said.
"Bueno. Then give me the sword and keep them down." Black Swan said.
Both Scarlette and Sam turned to face Madame Python on instinct, but that proved to be a mistake. Black Swan instantly hit both of them with a dropkick. They both ran right as Python swung her sword at them. The snake lady then tossed the sword to her partner before dropping down at Scarlette and Sam. She held Scarlette in a headlock while Sam was trapped in a headscissor hold. Python bridged her back to add extra leverage while the two watched Black Swan. The luchadora raised her sword over Scarlette and Sam's melon and swung it down.
SPLAT!
DING-DING!
Black Swan cheered while Madame Python released Sam. She kicked the cosplayer out of the ring before putting all her effort on Scarlette.
"Now then, chica, it's time to see who you really are." Black Swan said as she began to untie Scarlette's mask. She pulled it off, but was surprised to see who it was. "Sam Hamilton?"
"Hey, girls. What's up?" Sam asked smiling up at the victors.
"But if you're here," Madame Python said, "Then who's…" She turned to see "Sam" disappear backstage.
"What's happening?" Black Swan asked.
"Isn't it obvious?" Sam asked. "When Scarlette and I learned that we'd be facing you and Madame Python, we knew that you'd make a mask wager. And with Madame Python, your chances for victory would be slightly higher than ours. After all, Swan, you're an experienced luchadora and Python's a vicious contortionist. So we came up with a plan. I would put on Scarlette's mask and she'd look like me with some facial disguises I slip to her. The old bait and switch. That way, if you do win, you still won't find out who Scarlette is. I mean, it should have been obvious. Haven't you wondered why 'Sam' wasn't in cosplay?"
"Wait." Black Swan said. "Does that mean that you know who Scarlette is?"
"No. She insisted on changing her look alone. She also left her mask in her hotel room for me to pick up. By now, she's probably heading back to get a spare mask."
Black Swan growled. "You've got to be kidding me."
"Well, at least we won." Madame Python said as Sayuri Rogue approached them.
"That is correct." Sayuri said. "Madame Python, Black Swan, the two of you managed to pull of a win. Though the prize wasn't what you expected, you're both still candidates for the Summer Special's MVP event. Now, onto the next match!"
Author's Note: And that's part two down. Only one part left. So far, the candidates for MVP are Queen Bee, Liza Surkova, Carina, Luna, Diana Diaz, Hotrina, Black Swan, and Madame Python. The last three matches and the MVP announcement will come next.
Any and all comments are welcome.