Zoey, the jobber

Zoey, the slight Latina, was known in the self-defense gym for being easy to push around. Easily excitable and not very physically strong, she shouldn’t be too hard to handle. Recently, though, Vicky has heard rumblings that she has stepped up her stink game and is tired of getting pushed around.

As Vicky steps into the ring, she locks eyes with Zoey. Determination is written across her face, with Her short brown hair meeting her shoulders, her caramel skin already glazed with a thin layer of stress sweat, her modest but perky breasts packed into a tight yellow leotard with green trim, and her cute, plump butt hanging out of her outfit a bit.

“She may be small, but I shouldn’t take her lightly,” Vicky thinks to herself, “That booty could still smother me despite her thin build, and I don’t like that intense look on her face.”

“You better watch out, Smelltoria! I don’t care what you’ve heard about me, I’m gonna make you huff all my stink up tonight,” Zoey says as she sticks her tongue out and wiggles her booty in Vicky’s direction, her cheeks wobbling around and briefly mesmerizing Vicky.

“If you say so, Zoey,” Victoria responds, “But I have a feeling you’re gonna be buried under my butt tonight!” As she gives her ass a light smack, Vicky notices Zoey getting flustered at the sight. This match might not be so hard after all.

LADIES AND GENTLEMAN I WELCOME YOU ALL TO THE GASSINO WRESTLING LEAGUE’S DEBUT MATCH! ZOEY IN THE LEFT CORNER AND VICTORIA IN THE RIGHT, WHO HAS WHAT IT TAKES TO OUT-WRESTLE AND OUT-GAS THEIR OPPONENT INTO SUBMISSION OR KNOCKOUT? ONLY TIME WILL TELL. BEGIN!!!