Drea Maris vs. Heather Sunderland - The (S)mother of Rome

Drea Maris vs. Heather Sunderland
Smother Match
Victory via submission or KO only by smothering attack


A smother match! Now that was something new to Drea. She had come to the AFW to look for more interesting experiences and it seemed as though they delivered. Smothering attacks weren't in her usual repertoire, but how hard could they be? She certainly wasn't lacking in her breasts nor her butt, and there was nothing wrong with a proud empress flaunting her body in such a way. Especially if that's what the crowds wanted. First and foremost, Drea was a performer, after all.

A cascade of trumpets rung out across the arena, heralding the entrance of the Crimson Empress proudly walked onto the stage, arms held high as the audience roared in approval. It was a far larger crowd than anything she had ever performed for in the past, and the sheer excitement of it sent shivers down her spine. This. This is what she lived for! Dressed in a flowing red robe, Drea made her way down the aisle and towards the ring, acknowledging the cheering masses as she passed on by. Sliding into the ring under the bottom rope, the Red Imperator stood up proudly while also grabbing the mic that had been left there for her.

"Greetings, my beloved citizens! For those who do not yet know, I shall introduce myself! I am the Red Imperator, the Crimson Empress Drea Maris!" She proclaimed with a wide smile. "Long have I spread my benevolence across Europe, but now I am here in Japan to share it with you as well!"

Drea would pause as the crowd roared in approval, basking in all the cheering and chanting. "I could say so much more, but actions speak louder than words, and I know you all came here seeking action!" With a flourish, she discarded her robe and unveiled her red bikini underneath, along with her white knee-high boots. It was quite a bit raunchier than her usual two-piece wrestling outfit, but for a match like this it seemed as though it would be much more practical. Naturally, the audience approved, seeing her perfectly proportioned body and glistening white skin so exposed. With her bit done for now, she strode confidently over to her corner, and awaited her worthy opponent for tonight.

Heather watched her opponent's entrance from the back--quite the extravagant sight even though she didn't use any crazy lights or pyrotechnics--she just had that vibe about her. The attitude she had and everything, it excited Heather quite a bit. She was more than pumped to take on this new girl--and she was going to make sure this match worked just as much with the extravagance that she let out.

She nod her head, tugging on her fishnet top a little before she head to the stage area. She applied the transparent body paint to herself before her theme began to play over the speakers. The lights turned to a dark blue as Heather crawled out onto the stage area, bathed in smoke and g reen laser lights. Her face and arm would glow a purple color--the paint glowing in certain light like that. She crawled down to mid-ramp, dressed in her usual of her fishnet top, black bikini top underneath, black skirt, purple and black striped stockings, and black boots.

As she reached mid-ramp, she stood up, raising her hands in the air, pyro shooting out from the entrance. With a wide grin on her face, Heather slid into the ring under the bottom rope. She headed to the ropes, climbing up onto the second one and raising her right hand in the air, pyro shooting down to the ring from the ceiling. Hopping off, she turned to her opponent, the lights turning normal bringing the paint on her face and arm back to being transparent.

She stepped towards Drea a few steps, looking her up and down. She had quite the figure, and with the two being at the same height they seemed pretty evenly matched in the size aspect--Drea only really having the advantage over her in the curves...which might be a bigger advantage in this match t han in others. "Well then! Welcome to AFW! Hope you weren't thinking I'd go easy on ya just cause you're new. See I just came back just recently, and I'd love nothing more than to use you as another way to make a statement."

Drea watched Heather's entrance with awe, impressed by all the pyrotechnics and lighting effects. That kind of budget was nearly unheard of back in her old wrestling circuit. Perhaps once she started getting her name out, she'd be able to set up a big introduction like that for her own...

Meeting Heather's approach, the Crimson Empress stood before her, also eyeing the woman up and down. There seemed to be about the same weight and build, so for sure this would be an interesting contest.

"Umu! Thank you for that spectacular show! After something like that I couldn't expect you to give anything but your best!" Drea replied happily, though then took a slightly more serious tone as she struck a pose, "However it will not do for you to underestimate the Red Imperator Maris as such!"

Heather couldn't help but bow for the girl as she took such a liking to her entrance. She had quite the grin on her face, giggling slightly to herself--loving that she finally had someone who appreciated her entrance as much as her..She couldn't think of anyone who did other than Rei. She nod her head just a little at her next words though, standing up straight and pushing her chest out a little.

"Don't worry about that. I'm not about to underestimate anyone. That's why I'm gonna go all out." She said with a nod, stepping back just a bit as she waited for the bell to ring. The second that it did, Heather kicked off, heading straight back towards her. She tried to come out of the start of the match exploding--trying to leap at the girl with a twist of her body, attempting to hit her in the side and back of the head hard with an enziguri kick.

Indeed, this woman seemed like an amicable person. A relief since Drea had a disdain for dirty fighters. Even if it were just someone playing the role given to them, part of her still just didn't like it. Before long, however, the bell rang, snapping her from her thoughts.

The Crimson Empress immediately assumed her fighting stance, but then paused. Now that the thought crossed her mind, was she to approach this like a normal match? Or was this more about putting on a spectacle? Heather quickly answered that for her. flying right at her head with a enziguri.

"Ah!" Drea yelped in surprise, just barely managing to get her arms up in time to block. Though avoiding a shot to her head, it still hurt her guard quite a bit, and toppled her off-balance and down to her side. While momentarily stunned by the fall, Drea quickly tried to scramble back to her feet, before she would fall behind too far.

Heather grinned as she hit her arm with the enziguri. It wasn't really what she wanted to start out with--of course preferring a direct hit--but at least it did accomplish staggering the girl. She watched her topple off-balance and fall to the side, Heather popping back to her feet right away to keep her eyes on the girl. She had quite the grin on her face, ready to get her with the followup as soon as she stood- her heart pounding fast.

She bit her lip, narrowing her eyes as she watched Drea scramble back to her feet. Her eyes trailed over that curvy form of her's, unable to take her eyes off it as Heather's own chest rose and fell with each of her breaths. Her muscles tensed as she kicked off again just as Drea was about to straighten herself out. She jumped up in the air again, trying to land on her shoulders right when she regained her bearings, attempting to lock her legs around her head and flip herself backwards with the girl, trying to hit her with a hurricanrana right at the start, aiming to land seated on her chest afterwards.

The blonde empress was scrambling to her feet, trying to spot where Heather was, only to find the woman's legs right in her face again. "Ghhh...!" Jerked around by her head, Drea was slammed down flat on her back, her purple-haired opponent right ontop of her.

Heather let out a long breath, arching dramatically as she sat atop Drea's large chest. She wiggled her butt atop her a little, grinning down at her as she went to pin her arms down with her knees. "Enjoying yourself? I'm sure you're about to enjoy yourself quite a bit more in just a few seconds." She let out, boasting a bit as that wide grin was still plastered on her face, clearly loving how this match was going so far.

She waited for Drea to respond--if she did she'd pick herself up just a little, moving up to seat her black cotton panty covered crotch and butt down firmly on her face right when she began speaking to muffle her response. Otherwise--she'd try to move up to that position a few seconds after if the girl didn't respond at all.

Drea let out a soft moan as Heather's butt mushed against her soft breasts, unable to collect herself in time before her arms were pinned down as well. It seemed the match would be getting straight to that point after all. She'd be lying if she said she wasn't excited, although the indignity of this wasn't exactly ideal either.

"Ghh...! Mmpph...! I dare you to bring your worsfgmmmm...!" Drea began to taunt before she instead got a mouthful of Heather's panties. With her air supply cut off by the woman's plump rear, the Crimson Empress thrashed about in a panic. She quickly remembered to regain her composure, however, and planted her feet down against the mat and pushed upwards, forcing her body up and hopefully unseating her foe!

Heather nod her head as she cut off the girl's words, wiggling herself atop her face a little as her heart raced in excitement. "Ha--what was that you were going to say? Does this fit for you?" She let out, snickering, holding back a loud laugh as she wiggled her hips back and forth, rubbing her crotch and butt in the girl's face a little to hammer on the match type and the start of it.

She felt her pushing upwards soon after though, biting her lip as she knew she hadn't weakened the girl enough to get a win this early. She held on for as long s she could before she lost her balance, quickly scurrying back up to her feet after stumbling, turning around to face her.