Claire Beaumont vs. Valley Doll - Vive l'arèna!

Match Type: Standard
Victory Conditions: Pinfall, Submission, or KO


The precious few minutes before a match were sacred in Valley's eyes. It was a time to collect herself, plan ahead,  really consider what she'd be going up against when the bell rang. Back with the Slamazons, their manager always liked to keep wrestlers in the dark, make sure they didn't know until the last moment possible. 'Instant drama', he'd said. 'Keeps you sharp', he'd said. In reality, it just made for awkward moments where you found out you had to go up against your best friend or the girl you'd been dating or a rival you really didn't want to fight this early on.

And that was the reason Slamazons wasn't in business anymore. One of them, anyway. #4, on a top twenty list.

Whatever the case, the AFW treated their wrestlers with a bit more respect, at least before the bell rang. She was given a couple hours of heads up on who her opponent was - Claire Beaumont, a wrestler from France who apparently had some pedigree behind her. Valley's initial plan was to look her up before the match and work from there, but that plan was wrecked by the simplest thing: a phone call. From her father.    

It had been a few months since she'd seen him. Not since Summer Splash. Not since that extremely awkward dinner with her parents and Haley, her then-girlfriend. Not since Haley and her mother had a little chat in the bathroom, in which Valley's mother - unbeknownst to her - pretty much told Haley their relationship wasn't going to work, because apparently she thought that having the same first name as her daughter meant that they shared the same life. Valley hadn't forgiven her mother then, and she still hadn't quite gotten around to it. Which, of course, made things difficult for dear old Dad, stuck in the middle of the feuding Valley Dolls.

They were still off speaking terms, which meant he had the displeasure of trying to mend the gap. It wasn't going so well. "Your mother misses you, honey."

"I'm sure you think she does."

"I know she does." He put a little more bass into his already-deep voice, trying to speak with some authority. It never quite worked - this was the same man who used to pretend he was giving Valley spankings when she was little so her mother would be satisfied - but it was always cute to see him try.  "You know her, she just has trouble with the emotion thing, sometimes. You both do. I'm surrounded by stubborn, beautiful women. It's a curse."

She wanted to call him on her being stubborn and even opened her mouth to, but she had to shut it up, quick. He had a point. Haley would probably agree. "I don't even know why you're making a deal out of this, really." She slumped against the wall and spoke a little quieter as some of the stage crew passed with a table. "We're oceans apart. It's not like I can just stop by on the weekends even if we were all copacetic."

"'Copacetic'." He had a little chuckle. "Big word."

"Spelling Bee champion of Ridgemont Elementary School, remember?"

"Right." She could hear something rustling in the background, most likely the newspaper. He was a man of routine - he always made time to check out the Op Eds. Thirty minutes, on the dot. "Look, I know it's not exactly priority-one in your life, but we're family. I want us together. Maybe not in body, but spirit. Bare minimum. You know her, she doesn't apologize, but I do, and you've got a little of me in you. You made things up with Haley, right? You can do this."

"Semi-made up. We're starting over from square one." It annoyed her think about it, but it was the best move. They'd rushed the relationship, last time. This time, they could do it right. "And that was only after we beat the crap out of each other."

"If that's what it takes."

Valley burst out with a laugh and nearly dropped the phone. Mostly because she could probably get her mother to agree to a match if she pushed her hard enough. "Yes, that's what the AFW audience wants to see. A match between a sixty year old woman and her daughter." She checked the clock on her phone and stood up. Almost time."Look, I'm coming up, soon. I'll think about it, okay?" She sighed. "That's all I can promise."

"That's all I ask." She swore she could feel his warm smile through the phone. "Love you, pumpkin."

"Love you, too, Papa Bear."

A few minutes later and Valley was standing in the middle of the ring as her music died down, bent forward with her hands on her knees and her focused on the ramp. Her music was dying off, soit was only a little while until her opponent was coming down. Valley was hot for it. Fresh off a good win with Haruka and a hard fought tie with Haley, she was in a mood to take on the world. Now she could find out how far that attitude would get her.

La Géante Fantastique. Her French wasn't all that good even when she was taking the class in high school back when dinosaurs roamed the earth. But, if she remembered it right, she was in for a hard one, and the thought made her sway from side to side with anticipation.

Today begins La Géante Fantastique's grand debut in a brave, new, world...

From her spot within the staging area, Claire would chuckle at the overly romantic thought. Though this would, in fact, be her debut within the AFW, it would hardly be her first time stepping into the ring. Regardless, that did not make Claire completely immune to the doubts and uncertainties that crept at the back of one's mind. With the AFW's reigning success, it had only been a matter of time before she would find herself making the obvious and beneficial transition to an even grander stage.

Such an important choice did not come without its caveats, however.

Now, unfortunately, Claire was just another upstart in an arena filled with celebrated and infamous personalities whom had already shed their blood, sweat, and tears within the prestigious halls of the AFW. Claire's past achievements in the ring would garner her little, if anything, but this would not be the first time she found herself climbing her way up the food chain. Claire intended to make this place her home. She would have to win the respect of a brand new audience. She knew all too well the struggle that awaited her, but it wouldn't matter how many new adversaries she would have to conqueror, she would show the AFW just how beautifully she could shine inside this ring.

For starters, however, Claire was positively intent on disguising herself with a truly fantastic debut. Naturally, La Géante Fantastique--in all of her statuesque glory--rarely struggled when it came to making an imposing first impression.

Right on cue, Claire heard the high-energy, bubbly, sound of her intro music hit the stadium. With a single deep breath, she'd shed away her lofty aspirations and quiet reservations. While Claire possessed the liberty of openly straining herself over such matters outside of the ring, inside the ring, as La Géante Fantastique, she simply had no use for such frivolities. The titaness would stroll out on to the main stage with an unmistakable air of confidence. She was eagerly met by a sweeping cheer from the crowd and a dazzling array of flashing cameras.

"Oh." She spoke quietly to herself with a composed smile, "Cela va faire, indeed."

Claire further encouraged the adulation by striking an alluring pose; placing one hand at her curvy hip and lifting three fingers just in front her eye with a charismatic salute. Taking the brief moment to soak in the enthusiastic cheers, La Géante Fantastique soon began her poised stroll towards the ring. The giantess scaled the ring's apron with ease though Claire paused momentarily to give her long hair an elegant flip. She slowly--almost teasingly--bent her curvaceous form and slipped narrowly between the middle and top ropes of the ring. Finally settling within the ring, La Géante Fantastique eagerly approached her pretty opponent. Valley Doll was certainly not short by normal standards, but, of course, Claire easily towered over her adversary.

The giantess wouldn't bother to hide the appraising nature of her glance though she wore a pretty smile at her lips. Abruptly, Claire would once again strike her alluring pose and offer Valley Doll an eccentric salute, "Are you ready to shine together with moi, ma chérie?" She delivered her quirky greeting with the melodic flourish of her French accent. Her confident smile remained completely undaunted.

Yuuuuuuuup. Valley's French passed the test. 'Fantastic giant', indeed.

Claire wasn't the tallest opponent she'd ever faced - no, that honor belonged to Rachel 'Skyscraper' Skye, at a daunting 6"3'. But she was definitely in the top five, probably vying with Chris Morgan for the #2 spot. And she was easily the most outrageous and flamboyant on the list.

Not that Valley saw that as a bad thing. There was a sly smile on her lips as Valley returned the giantess' look, eying her up from head to toe. Valley wouldn't take anything from her recent opponents, but Claire was a lot more like she was used to from Slamazons. The outfit, the style, the way she played to the crowd, it all spoke of a woman who was used to putting on a show and revving up the fans. Valley saw herself as an entertainer as well as a competitor, and it was nice to run into someone who shared the same philosophy.

On top of that, she filled out the costume quite nicely.

Valley figured it was best to meet Claire's pose with one of her own, show that they both were coming at this with the same spirt. She crossed her legs, placed one arm in front of her stomach while the other stretched out behind her, and took an elegant bow as her hair slid down along the side of her face. The pose put her form on full view, and judging from rising chorus of whistles and hoots, the crowd appreciated the view both of the lovely ladies were giving them.

"Oui, oui. Enchanté, mademoiselle." She tried to put just enough accent on her words to sound genuine without passing into Inspector Clouseau territory. After the moment passed,  she stood up straight and cleared the hairs away from her face, having a short laugh while she did. "And that's about all I remember from high school. Hope it wasn't too bad."

She extended her hand Claire's way, going for a shake to see if she was picking up the right vibes from the walking Eiffel Tower that was her opponent. "Valley Doll. And I was born shining."

Claire laughed, "Oui, très bon!"

Clearly flattered by the display, she accepted Valley Doll's sporting gesture and took the woman's hand, "Valley Doll. This name suits you very well." La Géante Fantastique's grasp was gentle though it deftly took on an assertive nature. Instead of merely shaking Valley's hand, the graceful giantess guided her opponent's digits to her lips and offered an elegant kiss along the back of her hand.

Of course, the flirty exhibition brought more than a few cheering catcalls from their audience. Thriving in the limelight, Claire's smile was all the more alluring.

"I do not doubt your words for even one second, belle. However," pausing for dramatic effect, she would release the blonde's delicate hand and meet Valley Doll's pretty eyes with her own attractive gaze, "Perhaps, it will be La Géante Fantastique," her flamboyant nickname rolled slowly, and deliberately, from her lips while she trailed a tantalizing finger under the winged, GF, logo emblazoned across her bountiful breasts, "... who makes Valley Doll shine her brightest tonight, non?"

The sudden and resounding ring of the match bell couldn't have been more perfectly timed. Claire grinned brightly, but merely stood her ground while maintaining her attentive gaze on Valley Doll.

While her battles did not always start like this, Claire certainly had no issue indulging herself when they did.

Ever since Valley came to the AFW, she'd seen things that would make the average porn director shy away in shame. Girls going at it in front of millions, sexual acts with all sorts of toys, and she'd even gone through the mortifying experience of leaving a match stark naked, desperately trying to cover up as she walked up the ramp.

She'd thought she was beyond blushing at this point, but when Claire pressed those soft, sweet lips on the back of her hand, she learned just how wrong she was. It was such a simple gesture, but the elegance that came with it, the sultry tone of her voice, the way her every movement burned with raw passion...Valley felt the heat rise in her body and knew where the blood was heading. Her cheeks were on fire, and all she could do was endure the flames.

"Oh me, oh my." Valley brought a hand up to fan her face while her eyes followed Claire's teasing finger, watching as they accentuated the giant's awesome body. Her form was sleek and svelte, worthy of any photographer's camera, but Valley could see more than mere beauty.
There was true strength hiding around those sensual curves. How much? She could think of only one way to be sure.

"Perhaps. And perhaps I'll be the one to bring this titan down to earth with the rest of us mortals." She smiled and bit her lip, not even bothering to hide the attraction in her eyes. Even if it all was harmless flirting, she wouldn't lie and say it didn't have the desired effect. "Let's find out, shall we?"

The bell rang and Valley moved into a side stance, turning her body perpendicular to Claire's as the audience cheered. Claire wasn't moving, but Valley wasn't shakenby that. She'd seen this routine before, she knew how it went. If her lovely opponent wanted a test to see how well they measured up, the last Slamazon would gladly oblige her.

She skipped forward, brought her leg up, and shot her heel towards Claire's stomach with a side kick, trying to see how deep her foot could penetrate into the fortress that was this giant's body.

"Sûrement, you have my undivided attention, chérie."

So far, the engaging exchange proved to be a genuine joy. Valley Doll appeared to be susceptible to Claire's flamboyant charms, but the woman spoke with a fair amount of eloquence and grace of her own. Perhaps, a worthy adversary, indeed, Claire allowed herself the quiet observation. Of course, the real test was just about to begin. La Géante Fantastique watched as her opponent took up her stance and, with no further encouragement from Claire, lithely sprung into action with a swift kick to the giantess' abdomen.

Valley's boot would slam into Claire's stomach undeterred, but if the blow did any damage it certainly did not show; the monumental woman remained utterly unflinching. Instead, La Géante Fantastique flipped her auburn tresses with a careless flourish. The crowd was readily wooed by the impressive display. Their growing anticipation was quickly becoming palpable.

"... You flatter moi, Valley Doll. You are afraid of harming such beauty, non?" Her smile grew irresistibly coy, "I am touched, truly. But you will find that La Géante Fantastique's splendor is not so very delicate nor easily tarnished." She would wag a finger playfully at her opponent while maintaining her unwavering position. The audience burst to life once more with an excited mixture of cheers.

Claire's confidence continued to soar.

Valley liked to kick things. She was good at kicking things. She kicked a lot as a cheerleader, and when she went into the family business and became a wrestler, she got used to kicking things besides dead air. Things like heavy pags and people who could kick back. She'd honed her kicks. Studied her kicks. Mastered her kicks. She kicked things, every day, and, because of that training, she could say something not all wrestlers could say: when Valley Doll kicked things, things went down.

But there was an exception to every rule, and in this case, that exception was Claire's abdomen.

This was a big girl, so Valley didn't think one kick would be enough to drop her flat. But she at least expected the blow to send her back a few steps. Instead, that was what happened to Valley.

It was like kicking a brick wall. Valley's own muscles pushed her back and made her stumble away, nearly bouncing off the ropes before she managed to find sure-footing. The fault wasn't on her end. That kick had been perfect. Claire was just going to need something with a higher dosage of force packed into it.

"...okay." She licked her lips and smirked at Claire as a wild glint flickered in her eye, seeing this as the challenge it was likely meant to be. "If, at first, you don't succeed..."

Valley came back in, this time facing Claire head on. She brought her leg up, showing off her flexibility as her knee touched her chin, then shot her foot out as she hopped forward to plant her heel right in the middle of Claire's daunting chest, letting it crash down between the 'G' and the 'F'.

La Géante Fantastique once again stood her ground even as Valley Doll prepared her dazzling kick. The determined blow would slam into Claire's breast with an audible thud, but the giantess leaned resiliently into the blow and set her weight firmly. It was the kind of strike that would have easily laid out most opponents foolish enough to simply stand there and take it.

Fortunately, La Géante Fantastique was hardly your average opponent...

Seemly unperturbed by the fierce blow, Claire would offer Valley Doll a playful frown. It would be the only warning the giantess would offer before she took advantage of their close proximity and attempted to seize the blonde with a grapple. With a startling lack of effort, Claire would scoop her opponent up deftly with both hands, "I think you lack proper motivation, non?"  

Hoisting Valley Doll easily over her shoulder, the giantess continued with an excited tone, "Do not fret, chérie!" With a curt step forward, Claire would launch her lithe opponent back-first into the canvas with a body slam, "La Géante Fantastique will gladly share with you every bit of her passion!"

Claire took the push kick. Heck, she didn't just take it, she took it in stride, barely even nudged from the blow. Valley wasn't sure if she should be impressed or afraid or just genuinely disturbed by the no-selling. It wasn't like France was known for producing quality grapplers, so Valley hadn't paid much attention to the wrestling scene there in her career. But if this was the calibre of competetion coming from there, then she'd have to give it a closer look.

Valley staggered back after the failed attempt, needing to regain her balance before she could even think about throwing another kick. Unfortunately, it seemed like this Jolly Green Giant wasn't going to stand around all day with a smile on her pretty face - no, she was going on the offense, and it was every bit as dominating as Valley feared. Claire lifted up her like an actual doll and let her lay on  her shoulder, putting only the bare minimum of effort into the move. That didn't bode well.

Valley liked the view down Claire's perfectly sculpted back, but she knew it wasn't meant to last. "No, no, my motivation's fine, I don't need anymore, really-"

Her protests were cut short as she was jerked forward and sent careening down to the canvas at breakneck speeds, her hair flying through the air in a golden arc as she went. Valley crashed into the mat with more force than she ever imagined her body could generate, as the impact left her arms spread wide and her teeth gritting from the pain.

"Ugh..." She was groaning, but a hint of smile found its way to her face. "...is this the typical French greeting, or is it just you?"

"Typical?" Claire laughed at the banter, once again giving her auburn hair a gentle flip.

The sight of her sprawled opponent staring up at her was undeniably satisfying, Claire quietly admitted. Unfortunately, now was not the time to relent and merely admire her pretty opponent. "Tell me, Valley Doll, is 'typical' truly the word you would use to describe moi?" The giantess flashed a poised smile before she reached down to seize up her fallen foe. La Géante Fantastique would attempt to hoist the woman up to her feet. Of course, the gesture would be filled with the towering woman's usual enthusiasm and assertive ease.

With one powerful tug, Claire would swing Valley Doll and launch her straight for the ropes with an Irish whip. Waiting for the rebound, the beautiful giantess would give a cheerful shout, further hyping up the crowd. Preparing to once again display her elegant strength, Valley Doll was potentially in for a rough ride!