A Rag Match

Smokey pulls out a red rag from her top and holds it up for all the world to see, "You see this rag, Mama? You all see it?"

Mama and everyone else nods their heads in agreement.

"As you can see it's rag. It may not look much but it helps plenty of plumbers like myself when there's a nasty leak and you need to tied up fast. Now the reason why I bring this up. Because my challenge involves my challenge. As other people probably didn't notice but I did. The lack of wrestling you did in the last year. I take it you wanted to take it easy after your blood soaked match with Sally last year. Did I get you right?"

Mama nods her head.

"Good, because out of respect for you and for your wife, Natalya, whose it wasn't for her me and my pet Misaki, who couldn't come here today, because customs wouldn't let her wear only her harness, would be someone's sex toy. I'm going to make this match a easy one. I'm challenging you to a Rag Match! Where you have to soak your opponent's fluids, either it's blood, milk, or cum. Now since how you already shed so much blood at last year's match, and you can easily shoot milk from your nipples, but I can't, because I don't breed like you do." Smokey chuckles, "How about we soak this little rag with cum? Because I know I am eager to plug that little hose you call a pussy up."

The crowd cheers.

Smokey holds her hand out, "What do you say?"

Mama smiles and says, "I just want to say from me and from my spouses, including Natalya, who almost killed me after the hell I went through, thank you for making this a fun one and I accept!"

The Sexfight Queen then takes Smokey's hand and both women shake on it.

"There you have it everyone!" Megan yells, "This year's Royal Match is a Rag Match! But till then, let's get with the tournament!"

The crowd cheers as the camera pans out.