5 Count Pinfall Match: Pam "The Ham' Poovey vs. Melissa Green

It hasn't been the greatest run for Pam in AFW. Since debuting she hasn't been booked in any matches up until now. Pam was starting to get worried that the AFW crowd hadn't taken a liking to her until she got word from her manager that she had a new match coming up. "Finally!! I was starting to think that I wasn't going beat some bitches down anymore." Pam would get ready backstage and put on her American Flag bikini.



"The following contest is scheduled for 1 fall. The only way to win is by pinning your opponent for a 5 count, submissions will not end the match. Introducing first making her return to the AFW. Pam 'The Ham' POOVEY!!!!"

Pam would hear her music blast through the AFW speaker as she made her entrance in the arena. Pam had forgotten how freak'n awesome it was to feel the electricity of the AFW crowd. "Sploosh." Pam said as she made her way down to the ring. Once in the ring Pam would go to her corner and wait for her opponent to make her entrance.

Melissa trembled as she stood back stage. She could see on the monitor the sheer size of the girl she was facing. "She's.. a monster!" she said aloud. The girl was terrified, and rightly so. At barely 90ibs she was facing someone who looked well over 400ibs, at least in her mind. Melissa turned to see Natasha Rostovik who had her arms folded and a sadistic smile on her face.

"Mistress, I don't want to do this, please dont make me!" She was almost in tears now. Natasha simply pushed and ushered Melissa out into the arena whose appearance set the announcer talking

"And her opponent, weighing in at.... " even the announcer paused at this... "...83ibs, Melissa Green!" Some of the crowd cheered, some were stunned. Natasha backstage licked her lips, she knew full well what was going to happen.

Melissa was wearing a tight T shirt that was far to short for her liking, showing off her midrift and a pair of small booty shorts. She was barefoot and honestly looked like she had no place in the AFW ring. As she walked she slipped into the ring and clung to a corner. Her eyes fixed on Pam, who was even bigger up close

"Please... dont hurt me.." she mumbled but loud enough to hear as the crowd quietened down for the match to begin

Pam would hear the announcer introduce her opponent and she'd have a confused look o her face. "Are you shitting me? I'm wrestling a cream puff? I'm starting to think that these AFW managers are just fucking with me now." Pam said out loud to herself as she recalled that her opponent's thus far in her AFW career have been Kawaii wrestlers. "I've wrestled animals on my family's dairy farm tougher than this bitch. Oh well, I guess she'll have to take this ass whoop'n." Pam said before the referee would ring the bell to start the match. "Come on, I don't got all day. Let's do this." Pam said as she signaled for a Test of Strength with her opponent.

Melissa looked uncertain as her rival cursed and swore. She actually covered her ears from the words. Melissa was a good girl and raised strictly. Swearing was a sin and one of the worst things you could do. As Pam moved out. Melissa froze, she did not want anything to do with the huge woman.

The crowd were already baying for blood and wanted to see Melissa crushed, so there was no help there. She decided avoidance was the best tactic and went to exit the ring unfortunately getting her feet caught up in the ropes

"Oh sugar!" she sweetly exclaimed to which the crowd roared with laughter. The trouble was with this distraction attempt on her way to escape, she had no idea where Pam was.

Pam would see Melissa attempting to run away, and she'd see the Kawaii get her legs caught up in the ropes. "I guess I'll be doing some bitch wrangling today!!" Pam said as the AFW crowd cheered. Pam would grab Melissa by her booty shorts to pull her into the center of the ring. "Where do you think you're going, huh?" Pam asked Melissa before lift her up and attempting to lift Melissa up in the air before dropping the Kawaii onto one of Pam's knees for a Gutbuster. If she was successful, Pam would keep Melissa draped over her knee and would begin spanking Melissa's ass in front of the AFW crowd.

Melissa was in all sorts of trouble. She managed to untangle herself, just as Pam took a hold of her. "oohhhh wait.... " she said, her voice trembling as the powerful woman looked to punish her further. Melissa was easily lifted up, Pam could have probably done it with one hand and them CRUNCH! right down onto her knee.

"AGHHHHHHH" *cough* Melissa slumped there on her rivals thigh, she was almost knocked out cold from the blow but the pain helped keep the kawaii awake. "You... hurt... oowwwww" Melissa mumbled words as she tried to deal with the fact she was hurting so bad. She even shed some tears now, which was common. She had zero fighting skills and Natasha, her mistress only sought to put her in these matches as punishment.

Speaking of which, Natasha Rostovik grinned wide backstage as he watched. She clapped with joy and let out a laugh as the spanking began. Melissa on the other hand flushed red with humiliation and writhed, her small bottom stinging with every slap

"AHHHHH STTOOOPPP!" she called out amid the tears.

Pam would hear her opponent plead for her to stop spanking her, and she'd simply reply by saying. "Why don't you make me tight ass!!" Pam said before she'd wedgie the booty shorts up into Melissa crotch so the crowd could get a good look at the prude's ass. Pam would then squeeze Melissa's ass for a bit before saying. "Now why don't you squeal for me like the bitch that you are." Pam said before going back to spanking her defenseless opponent until Melissa's ass was bright red from the spanking. Then Pam would stop and roll Melissa down onto the mat to survey her work.

The spanking left Melissa's bottom hot and stinging. The poor girl had no place in a wrestling ring and it was plainly obvious. Added to this, her huge rival was happily toying with her and the wedgie didnt make it any easier.

Melissa gave a yelp and was rolled away. She lay there in a puddle of tears, her hands clutched between her thighs and her face all screwed up from the pain. It was a similar punishment Natasha gave Melissa, although her mistress was more likely to suffocate or smother her. Thankfully this hadnt happened yet, but Melissa tried not to think about this because the thought of her rival doing that terrified her.

"Leave.. me alone, please!" Melissa mumbled as she lay there on her side, middle ring for all to see

Pam would hear Melissa's pleas, but they fell on deaf ears. "Why are you even in a God damn wrestling ring? This is just pathetic." Pam said before she'd grab her opponent by the hair and would being dragging her into a seated position in a corner. Pam would then take a few steps back before charging at Melissa. "Time for you to take it!" Pam said before she attempted to hit a Bronco Buster. If this connected and Pam's crotch would be thrusting into Melissa face. Pam would punctuate each of these croth thrust by uttering out an annoying. "UGH!! UGH!! UGH!! UGH!! UGH!!" For each crotch thrust.

Melissa didnt answer her rival. She really wanted to get home and try to recover from the monumental beating she was about to get. Like a scared cat she froze on the spot. It was easy for Pam to sling her into the corner. Melissa let out a gasp and sank to her bottom which was the ideal position

The ring literally shook as Pam thundered toward her, the crowd gasped in shock at the Juggernaut as it approached. Melissa's cries were muffled by Pam's crotch as it thrust in her face. The Ham's mammoth thighs framed the kawaii's face trapping her in the smothering move.

The crowd however were going nuts, they loved every moment of Melissa's destruction, some shouting encouragement for more moves, some begging Pam to "Sploosh" Melissa.

Melissa by now had sunk to her back in an attempt to escape the Bronco Buster, she was lay down at the corner, red faced and gasping. It was almost as if Melissa was done. She couldnt fight anyhow, but she was begin systematically squashed, much to the delight of Natasha who wanted a ring side seat

The Russian entered the arena and made her way down to the ring. She kept her eyes on Pam and moved toward the corner where Melissa was. The crowd were expecting the Russian to get in the ring, however she flicked back her purple hair and smiled at Pam gesturing toward Melissa. Natasha got onto the ring apron and spoke in her broken English.

"I am Natasha Rostovik, ze Mistress to Melissa Green. I put her in zis match for punishment. She needs to be taught ze lesson...."


The girls day got a lot worse as it was likely Natasha would assist Pam at every opportunity.