Fright Fight - Heather Sunderland Vs. Janet Wiles

Heather Sunderland 
Height: 5'6"  Weight: 130 lbs


Vs.

Janet Wiles
Height: 5'6"  Weight: 124 lbs






Match Type: Angel vs Demon Smother match

Winning Condition: To win a wrestler has to smother their opponent with their ass, breasts and feet. in no particular order, at least once with each.


Special Condition: Both wrestlers will be dressed in lingerie, one with devil motif and one with angel motif

This was a match Janet had been thinking about for a while. She had been planning it for a while. It had required coordination between her and AFW, between her and her opponent, between her and the league's costume department...what might have at one time been a standalone fight now became a part of a special Halloween PPV, slotted nicely in between a number of other exciting and ghouly fights on the card.

But after all this preparation, and a rather long wait since their last fight, Janet Wiles and Heather Sunderland would be meeting in the ring again, for a third smother fight that just might break the current one-all tie in the overall record between the two famous AFW fighters.

And this one would be a step up even from the two amazing matches the roommates had fought so far. In their first match, Janet had taken two out of three facesit falls to triumph over Heather in a first encounter that led to a strange, exciting friendship. In their second fight, when each had picked out an embarrassing pair of panties which served as the other's sole attire for the fight, Heather had managed to pull out an exciting win, once again in two out of three falls, claiming Janet as her slave the same way Janet had claimed her after their first match.

This third match would not be contested over three falls.

No, this time around, there were a potential five falls, as the girls would not only be trying to facesit each other, but would be smothering each other with their chests and even their feet! It was a full-body contest of asphyxiating ability, and one made all the more exciting by the attire. As Janet appeared at the top of the ramp, her arrival accompanied by the chime-like voices of a heavenly choir, she would stand tall and proud, hands on her hips, showing off her pure white cotton bra and panties, with a lacy garterbelt and sheer white nylon stockings. But she was not only wearing white—to complete the angel look, Janet wore a pair of fluffy angel wings on her back, and a golden halo hovered above her perfectly-coifed brown hair!

Elegantly, but excitedly, she bounded down to the ring then slipped through the ropes and up onto her feet in her corner. "Whatever evil temptress dares to face me, you can be certain that she will be vanquished by my heavenly assets!" Janet would announce loudly, receiving a loud roar of approval from the crowd.

When Janet had brought this idea to Heather, she wasn't quite sure about it at first. The idea of what they would be dressed in for a match felt quite embarrassing to her and she didn't know if she wanted to go out on her current path to regain that main event spot and do that sort of thing. However--when she was told of the Halloween PPV, she really had no reason to disagree. She was fine now with taking advantage of the event and taking out Janet in her own match idea.

The more she thought about the match however, the more she was getting sucked in to how exciting it could be. It is basically the culmination of their last two matches in one big smother filled finale. If it were with anyone else, she may still be hesitant--but with Janet it almost felt right, like how it was totally justified t hat they would end their series with this type of match. She nod her head just a bit, fixing her outfit before she waited for Janet to finish up her entrance.

She decided if she was going to go through with this--she'd go all out. She finished getting herself ready in the back, grinning as she nod her head, going to get into position. The lights went dark in the arena and this music began to play over the speakers. A set of flames extended from the edges of the stage area, illuminating that area as the lights in the arena turned on to a dimmed dark blue lighting--for the effect that Heather was going for. She slowly rose up from the stage using a rising platform in a trap door. She was dressed in similar black cotton bra and panties, a black garter belt with black and dark red striped stockings. A set of dark black wings extended from her body and a demon tail fromher back--being part of the waistband of her panties.

She opened her shut eyes--showing she had red contacts on that glowed in the dark blue light that took over the arena. She moved down, starting to walk down the ramp, the flames extending down the edge of the ramp as she climbed into the ring. She grinned wide at Janet, placing her hands on her hips and tapping her foot. "Sure as hell hope you prepared yourself for your corruption. An angel will fall tonight"

Janet stood, with her hands on her hips, watching the ramp as the lights dimmed and that new music began to play. She could not help but have a smile on her face as she watched those blue lights slowly come up, and then, amidst the smoke, Heather arose to a huge roar of approval from the crowd. Heather's costume was, in many respects, very much like Janet's, except a photo negative: where Janet had white, Heather had black. The red stripes on her stockings were a very nice touch, and the black, leathery, bat-like wings emerging from her back were a very nice counterpoint to the fluffy, feathery white bird wings which had carried Janet into the ring.

Janet's final accessory was a halo hovering above her head, but Heather had gone in a different direction, with a spiked demon's tail protruding from her rear end, just above her butt. It was evidently attached to the waist of her panties, and it swished back and forth threateningly as Heather walked. "Nice, Heather," Janet would murmur, just to herself. But her most excited mutterings would be saved for when she saw Heather's eyes open—and glow red! Janet gasped and would put a hand over her mouth, impressed at the appearance of Heather's full costume plus the unexpected surprise. "Oh, wow."

By the time Heather had climbed up into the ring, of course, Janet had composed herself, and was ready with at least one more showmanlike surprise of her own. As Heather put her hands on her hips and taunted, Janet would just smile serenely at her devilish roommate and raise a hand, at which point a bright, golden shaft of light streamed down from above to illuminate her, making her practically glow as she faced off with Heather.

"Mm...corruption may be your goal...but mine is salvation for a wicked soul," Janet would intone, as she slid up to Heather and wrapped her arms around the purple-haired devil—one reaching down to grasp at her butt, the other wrapping around her shoulders. Janet pulled Heather close, bringing her into the bright, heavenly spotlight that shone down on the ring. "No matter what you try, if I have righteousness on my side I have no doubt I can redeem you..." Her face hovered close to Heather's, her smile hopefully captivating to the demon she was about to fight.

"One more thing," Janet would continue softly. "You'd better not poke my eye out if you try to sit on my face with that thing." She glanced down towards the tail that Heather wore just above her butt.

Heather blinked at the sight of Janet's smile and her raising her hand, seeing that lovely golden light beam down onto her. It was stunning to say the least and it left Heather speechless for a few seconds at least before she heard Janet's words--feeling her wrap her arms around her, gripping her butt and pulling her close into that light. It certainly did look like that kind of scene--an Angel embracing a Demon, taking her into the light to purify her and bring her salvation. Heather bit her lip, shaking her head to get herself back into this and shake off all that Janet was accomplishing with her at the moment.

"Hmph--sorry to tell you, I'm not coming over to your side tonight, Janet. I'll drag you down to the depths of Hell and I'll make you never want to crawl back up. You're mine tonight and that's a fact." She let out, pushing her knee up just slightly, bringing her hands between them to Janet's breasts and shoving her out of the light, stepping towards her as she did, that wicked grin coming back to her expression.

"I'm gonna have so much fun tearing down that righteousness bit by bit. Bringing you over to the demonic side is going to be the biggest treat possible for me." She said, licking her lips.

Janet looked into Heather's eyes, and she could tell that her little show was affecting the purple-haired girl, making her hesitate despite the confident display she had just put on herself. Janet thought that Heather's submissive side might come out right here and now, but Heather seemed to be ready for a full-on holy war tonight, as she quickly rallied and gave Janet's boobs a shove, forcing the angel out of her own shaft of light and approaching her with a positively devilish look on her face. Janet's eyes widened slightly as she watched Heather move. Her roommate was really owning her role as a demon, and something gave Janet the feeling that Heather would not be humiliated quite so easily tonight.

As evenly-matched as the two of them had always been, the prospect of a knock-down, sit-on-her-face brawl with Heather without any easy way to play the purple-haired girl sent tingles up Janet's spine. The uncertainty of victory made it that much sweeter. Whoever won tonight would have to truly earn it, and the pride which came from the victory would give her bragging rights back home for a long time.

Janet could scarcely remember being more excited for a match than she was right now.

"For every brick you tear out of my castle of righteousness," Janet would reply, sauntering forward to begin closing the gap between herself and Heather again, "I'll add another brick to the bridge of redemption I'm building down to you. You are going to thank me at the end of the night, you little she-devil, for bringing you to paradise." Janet would lick her lips, too, as Heather did the same. "You demons think you have a monopoly on sexy tactics...but we angels can use them for good just as easily as you use them for evil."

Heather was all gins as she approached the girl after that shove. She was fully prepared for the match tonight--having taken up her role in quite the way as she was just brimming with confidence. Now more than ever--Heather was motivated to take it to Janet. As much as before the two were competitive with eachother, Heather knew full well that tonight would more than likely be even more intense than those other times.

The two were nearly pressed against eachother with how close they approached, Heather's heart racing in excitement as she listened to the rest of what Janet had to say. If anything, Heather had to admit the girl definitely had her way with words in taking up her part. She was quite good at it and Heather knew that she had to try and keep up with all that she was saying, fighting her in the whole role area just as much as the rest of the match.

"Haa--We'll just have to see about that won't we? Your Righteousness isn't going to help you in this match. I'll completely destroy that to the point where you g et lost in your own position. You'll be having to scramble to save yourself before even thinking about bringing ME any sort of redemption." She nod her head before the bell finally rang, Heather going right at it as it did. She wrapped her arms around Janet, aiming to run and ram her back hard into the corner.

Heather was really owning her role as a little devil, and Janet knew that she could not let Heather one-up her when it came to the roles that they played. Janet still had a few angelic tricks up her sleeve, just as she was certain Heather had some rather devilish ideas in mind for Janet after the match began. It was going to be a long, hard battle for the both of them.

"You can do your worst, my poor little lost sister, but I think you'll find yourself questioning whether the path of darkness is the way you truly want to walk more and more as this match goes on," Janet would explain, in a low, sultry voice. "You'll find that, as addicting as evil is, there are many...benefits to redeeming yourself tonight."

The two of them were mere inches apart as it was, and, when the bell rang, Janet wasted no time in throwing herself at Heather. Was there any reason for her to delay their inevitable collision? Heather, too, launched herself at the brown-haired angel, and the two morally-polarized roommates crashed together with a loud smack, the force of the impact causing Janet's breasts and belly to sting a little bit. But she didn't slow down. She wrapped her arms around Heather and shoved, feeling Heather do the same, with the inevitable result: a stalemate in the center of the ring, angel and demon wrapped together with neither budging under the other's influence!

"Ahaa ooh I'll know by the end of this that there's absolutely nothing wrong with that path--especially when I force you to go down it as well" She said, snickering and grinning wide, making sure her words carried that evil intent in them to go with her current character.

Then--they collided. She grunt out as her body slammed against Janet's, the two at a stalemate in the middle of the ring as Heather groaned out. She pushed agaisnt the girl as much as she could, bracing her feet solidly on the mat as she grit her teeth. She pushed as much as she could, harder and harder against Janet as her face burned a slight red in this position. "NGh..heh..j-just..take it." She let out, slipping herself backwards a little as she tried to turn. She attempted to spin her body and use Janet's momentum against her, attempting to just trip and toss her onto her front.

More even than in their first two matches, this one had a definitely sexual edge to it, as both angel and devil taunted each other with the prospect of being the victim of a sensual attack—either a redemptive one or a polluting one, depending on the alignment of the girl doing the taunting. While she did her best not to show it on her face, Janet was getting more than a little excited at the prospect, and her heart beat a little faster as the bell rang to begin what should be an incredible fight.

The two of them threw their bodies into each other, slamming together painfully, creating some friction and maybe a few sparks between their bodies as they now grinded against each other, pushing as hard as they could and neither one managing to get anywhere. They had discovered this a long time ago: the two of them were far too even for either one to truly be able to get the better of the other in a test of strength like this. The contact was warming, and Janet's face turned a little red as she saw Heather's do the same.

"You...take it...and like it, you wicked little witch," Janet would say, just as she felt Heather's weight begin to shift. Unfortunately, she couldn't arrest her forward momentum before Heather sent her tumbling over onto the canvas. However, Janet would try to recover quick enough to surprise her roommate. Rolling up onto her hands and knees, she would then lunge for Heather, trying to grab the girl's legs and tackle her down onto the canvas, as well! "Haaah!"