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Chapter 8 by Phantompen Phantompen

How badly does it go for Mackenzie? Or does she manage an upset?

The fight is ridiculously one-sided.

The first thing Mackenzie noticed when she stepped into the ring was how slick the ground was. The jello flooded across the wrestling mat was cold and slick, and getting a sense of balance was proving difficult for the flustered redhead.

Amazonia, meanwhile, seemed completely unfazed by the conditions. A smile graced the powerful woman's features as she turned to face the crowd, waving and encouraging them to cheer louder and louder. The sculpted brunette seemed completely in her element.

"Now, let the match... begin!" the DJ boomed over the loudspeaker.

The ring of the bell snapped Mackenzie's focus back to her predicament. Digging her heels in to the mat, she hoped desperately that she could get some kind of footing before her opponent could close the distance.

That plan didn't even last as long as Mackenzie's thought to try it. Amazonia was on her in a flash, flooring the redhead and winding her with a shoulder to the stomach. As her back impacted against the mat, Mackenzie barely registered the feeling of her opponent leaning over her and pulling one of her legs up into a pin.

"One. Two. Three!" the DJ announced. "I... wow, we have our first pinfall within ten seconds of the opening bell! That's a new record, even for Amazonia! And we all know what comes next!"

_"What comes next?" _Mackenzie wondered in her daze before what she'd been told came rushing back to her. The feeling of Amazonia's powerful hand grasping the redhead's flimsy top and yanking it free from her body served to drive the lesson home.

"Damn! Would you look at those beauties!" the DJ commented. "Something tells me we're in for a good night, folks!"

The fighters were separated and sent to their respective corners of the ring. Mackenzie timidly tried to hide her breasts while Amazonia moved with all the grace and confidence of an apex predator. Mackenzie couldn't allow herself to be pinned again. She couldn't let all these people see her most private parts, she just-

Mackenzie was so caught up in her fears that she didn't even hear the ring of the bell this time. As such, she was even less prepared than before for Amazonia's attack. This time, she found herself face-down in the jello, coughing and sputtering as she tried to breathe while the giantess sat on her back.

"Wow, folks, I think we've got someone throwing the match!" the DJ joked. "I'm not about to complain about an exhibitionist with a submission fetish, but this is just sad!"

Mackenzie wanted to shout back some kind of rebuke, but she knew there would be no point. She doubted anyone could even hear her over the shouting of the crowd.

"And let's not forget, everyone, one more pin and things get interesting! If our challenger gets pinned again, she'll have to- wait, hold on..." the DJ said, apparently interrupted by something. "Oh... oh wow. Okay, everyone, I've just been handed a new list of forfeits. Apparently our fiery-haired challenger signed off on some crazy stuff! Listen to this, her first forfeit will have to be-"

What's Mackenzie's first forfeit?

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