Tempest Tournament Round 1: Maddie Hanezawa Vs. Gwendolyn DuPont Bettencourt

Outstretching her impeccably firm legs on the rail of nearby ballet barre, the heiress leaned forward to stretch out her taut leg muscles. Showcasing her flexibility in her Executive Training Facility whilst surrounded by her cadre of jogging suit clad trainers all before the first round of an AFW tournament...for the heiress it was an eerily familiar situation. In meticulously planning out her rebounding re-entry into the league after her grossly unjust Entropy title loss, Gwen just so happened to recall her fellow aristocrat Akiha babbling on about some lightweight tournament the federation annually held.  

It turns out the stars had aligned and gifted the heiress with an opportunity to not only reestablish her standing in the federation by becoming tournament champion, but also to make up for her paltry showing in the Friction World Cup....despite the sinfully delightful repercussions from that match. Gwen exhaled one more breath before unhooking her ankle from the bar and approaching the elevator leading downstairs to the ring, her loyal employees huddling and following behind her in loyal servitude on her way towards the elevator.

With the dreaded sound of her theme blaring over the speakers, the ritualistic chorus of boos greeted the haughty dignitary upon lavishly striding out from behind the curtain. Her frilly royal blue and white outfit clung tightly to her sumptuous form as she strolled down the ramp. Her poised posture and smug, toothy smile exuding supreme confidence in herself and riling up her naysayers all the more fervently. That confidence was exceptionally reinforced when she spied her mousy opponent cowering off in the corner with a quick glance in her direction. Having entered the ring by gradually stepping through the ropes, rather than play to the crowd as per her norm, Gwen would approach the middle of the ring with her hazel eyes trailing up and down her opponents trembling frame.

"Aww...well aren't you a simply adorable creature~..." Gwen cutely teased with her head tilted against her folded hands, smiling warmly at Maddie. "Retreated into the corner like a quivering field mouse, and in that utterly charming bikini too~. Why, I can scarcely fathom how overwhelming this moment must be for you? To be in the illuminating presence of one such as myself must have you spellbound in awe, I'd imagine~..."

For all of Maddie's fiery indignation as she boldly confronted the haughty dignitary, Gwendolyn found herself utterly incapable of feeling even the slightest ounce of intimidation from her diminutive opponent. The veiled trepidation in her voice wasn't as easily masked as Maddie may have hoped, those slight quivers in her speech and her defiant standoff only making her seem that much more precious~...

"Oh...I've no doubt you're every bit the tenacious rapscallion you profess yourself to be~..." Gwen mockingly stated with a cutesy inflection to her posh voice, placating Maddie while staring downward at her scrawny opponent with a blissfully condescending smirk. To hear such a spiteful retort from someone of Maddie's "stature" practically negated any sense of dread it was meant to imbue, the clanging of the ring bell sounding off in the distance soon after.

Without warning or attempt at a lockup, Gwen would step forward and swiftly encircle her arms around Maddies head before tugging her face squarely into the soft and entrancing warmth of her chest. What the audience surmised was an early and uncharacteristic breast smother from the heiress, was in actuality, just Gwendolyn so overcome with Maddie's adorability that she simply had to embrace her. The heiress giggling slightly while nuzzling her own cheek atop her head~...

Despite the match having been underway for several seconds by now, Gwendolyn paid little attention to that frivolous detail and concerned herself only with how irresistibly cute Maddie was. Her eyes remained closed to the world while she hugged and jostled Maddie left and right in swaying motions, briefly wondering if this was what it would have been like if she were gifted with a younger sister~...

Eventually logic and common sense would pop that bubbly fantasy, the heiress sighing dejectedly before relenting on the humiliating smother to instead coil her arms around Maddie's petite waist. Gwen would assert the waistlock with a quick tug before smoothly heaving Maddie up and pivoting to her right side in a side belly to belly suplex that had the heiress splash on top of her as well.

Due to her exceptionally lightweight figure, Maddie had gotten exceptional airtime in the belly to belly suplex before crashing back down to the canvas. The jarring impact had shoved Maddies flustered face deeper into Gwens chest as the heiress laid her far more sumptuous frame atop her for a few relaxing seconds.

Lifting herself upward to briefly straddle Maddies slim waist, Gwen saw no reason to go exceptionally complicated in her offense against such a weak-willed opponent. "Now you stay perfectly still~..." Gwen cutely uttered with a smile while pinching Maddies rosy cheek. After getting up to dash off to the side, Gwen would bounce off the ropes and return to her prone opponent before leaping astoundingly high in the air for a thunderous leg drop across Maddie's already flat chest.