Patty Steps In to Fight You (again)

You wince as Patty stomps forward into the ring, because of course you needed more ringtime with this brat. You cross your arms to try and compose yourself in front of your new nemesis, but it's not easy considering the massive size difference between the two of you now. And considering how sour your debut was with Patty earlier, it's difficult seeing a better outcome when the rematch is looking the way it is.

Sadie meanwhile sighs in relief knowing she has more time to focus on fighting her itching fit and happily bounces outside of the ring to watch the match unfold. Patty makes her way towards the center of the ring, seething even harder the closer she approaches you.

"Yo, Princess!" Becky hollers at the regal shortstack. "To think we were just talking about the two of you sharing your room, huh?"

Patty's face flushes a very harsh shade of red at Becky's reminder of Touko's new arrangement. You turn to look up at Becky and make a fast zipping motion across your lips, but she just flashes her middle finger at you in retort. There was no way any of this match was going to be in your favor and you were definitely not counting on your tag partner to help even the odds. You turn back to Patty, who was trying her best to contain her fuming for the sake of the cameras catching her elegant side.

"So.....clean fight?" you sheepishly ask her. You only get a slow head shake from her and a glare that could give you a sunburn.
You figured as much.

Suddenly, the bell rings and Patty wastes no time lifting her huge thick leg before bringing it down on you. You just barely evade her surprise stomp and stumble away to make some distance between yourselves. After she gathers she whiffed and spots you running, she starts storming towards you. At this point you're terrified of this matchup, with the Pink Princess looking more like the Pink Queen of Monsters at your size. Your nerves get the best of you and you just start barreling towards the end of the ring. You didn't bother looking where you were going however, which has you slam headfirst into Southern Charm's ample freckled cleavage.

"Whoa, nelly!" Sadie yelps as she snaps back to reality from another scratching fit. "Hey little feller, I ain't your dancin' pardner at the moment, or is it you ain't patient enough to meet the gals? Heehee~ "

"CHARM!" Patty shrieks from the center of the ring. "Give that little squirt here already! It's MY MATCH!"

"Yeesh, ain't she angrier than Ma the day a brought a man home. See ya later, new guy!"

With that, Sadie peels you off her creamy breasts and chucks you back towards Patty a little harder than needed. As you go sailing through the air, Patty lines you up for a rebound and jumps in the air to give your tiny body a hard hip-check, your body colliding with the side of her huge royal rump. The **** from the hit sends you shot like a bullet towards the mat, making you skip across it a few times before your body comes to a skidding halt. As the crowd roars in approval at the Princess's impressive feat, you're shaking your head to kill the daze. This is real bad, but you have to try and salvage your first day somehow. That's when you get an idea.

Getting back up to your feet, you notice Patty is drinking in the praise from her loyal subjects in the audience. You wait for her to turn her attention back to you before you run to the ropes. You leap right into middle rope and slingshot yourself straight at Patty. Your guess pays off, as she casually sticks her massive chest out and catches you easily between her huge tits. You grip her tight crop top hard to avoid bouncing off, making her raise an eyebrow at your sudden need to grope her bust.

"LISTEN!" you yell up at her. "Whatever you heard from Becky, none of it was my idea! She's just trying to rile you up for when she steps in to fight you!"
You only assumed as much, but at this point you're reaching for any slack you can give yourself.

"And, like, what's even your point?" Patty scoffs back down at you. "I steamroll the new guy only for him to steal half my room? Sorry if I'm not, like, super excited that a shrimp is going to be taking up my valuable space! Your partner should've been Touko so I can give you BOTH a piece of my mind for this stupid arrangement and-"

You lay your elbow on Patty's tit to rest your chin in your hand. Of course a girl like her would start ranting about someone taking up literal inches of her dressing room at a time.

But your plan worked nonetheless; you initially planned just to reach an agreement with her (as if it would've worked after your debut) but keeping her raving about her minor inconvenience still works in your favor. You start using this break in fighting to think fast about how you were going to take the match. Winning by KO was obviously out of the question, and so was count-out. Judging by your first match, anything goes so getting her disqualified also wasn't happening. Dammit! Did Touko even think you could ever win a match by pinfall when you were barely taller than a toothpick?

"HEY!" Patty snapped before swiping you up suddenly in her fist. You gasp as she clenches it lightly around you as she brings you to her face. "Were you even, like, listening to me, peasant?"

"Oh so sorry, 'princess'" you snap back at her. "I just prefer to pay attention to more important conversations, unlike your bitching about losing a whole precious THREE INCHES OF YOUR DRESSING ROOM!"

She throws you a harsh scowl at your retort before looking away, as if in thought of how to handle your outburst. You weren't quite outside of her mercy, but you kind of wanted to hurry along to tagging in Becky even if it meant getting crushed along the way. Suddenly she turns her eyes back to you and you brace for her form of punishment for being a disloyal subject.

Instead, you're dropped. You fall and hit the mat, looking back up at your towering pink opponent in confusion. You get back up and pace in place a bit waiting for her next move, only for her to snicker at your defensive stance.

"Alright, tiny. I get it," she sneers down at you. "You're still, like, salty 'cause I destroyed you during your debut, aren't you?"

"N-No!" you lie. "You're just a stuck-up, greedy, short pink brat who cares only about her image!"

"How long did it take for you to figure that one out, shrimp? For someone about to share my room, you're pretty slow at getting what I'm about."

Now you were the one fuming but also really confused at her sudden shift of feelings on the room situation; she was just acting like she was going to commit **** over becoming bunk buddies with you several minutes ago. Not only that, she starts circling you with an extra swing to her hips, quickly distracting you with the wobbling motions of her massive ass. Damn this girl for being insufferable with a body like that.

"How about this, peasant. If you can make me look good this match, like when I wiped the floor with you earlier, maybe I'll think about cooling down to the idea of you moving in."

"And if I don't?"

"There is no 'you don't', stupid. It's your only option here." She stops circling you and rests her hands on her wide hips. "And just so to show you I'm not without mercy, I'll sell the next move you pull on me. Got it?"

It wasn't quite clear why, but you were starting to believe Patty took you for a complete idiot. If your debut taught you anything, it was that she was more than willing to bury you on your first day just so her perfect image wasn't compromised. Still, you had options that didn't include her pursuit to bury the new guy. You looked over at Becky, who unsurprisingly was in an argument with a Pink Princess fangirl, and considered tagging her in. It wasn't the worst idea since you're definitely going to need her, but you're also not trying to throw away your second chance at having a solid debut.

Man, today is just a drag no matter what.