The Fairest Muscle Babe Of Them All (For Scorn)

Alaina had a few run-ins with Diana before. She also understood how and why people deemed the two to be similar in the ring. Both were taller than average, muscular, statuesque beauties who could tear it up in the ring as well as turn heads at the beach. The fans caught wind of this and thus the current contest was born: Alaina and Diana in bikini's would compete in a number of contests for bragging rights.

Alaina was a charismatic woman and had no trouble playing to the crowd or firing them up. As she finished putting on her glossy tiger print bikini, a sign of the new tiger print one piece swimsuit she would soon call her main wrestling attire, she made her way out to the ring amidst loud chorus of cheers and whistles by the fans! The amazon was all smiles, more than happy to put Diana in her place. She high fived fans on the way down and waved to the multitude of amazon fans whom still seemed to love her even without that gold belt she herself missed sorely.

Alaina paused as the bottom of the ramp and swayed her hips in a sultry way to entice the crowd, earning even louder cheer. She then flexed her arms to show off her very impressive figure before climbing up into the ring. She crossed her arms in the center of the ring, staring up the ramp and awaiting Diana.

A comparison in the world of wrestling could be either taken as a massive compliment, or a great insult. Most would smile at the idea of themselves being compared to an AFW icon, a former-entropy Champion and current fan favourite at that. But to Diana Accera? She considered it a huge insult.

The moment you start comparing fighters, you categorise them; consider what about them is greater than the other and vice versa. And whats-more, being compared to a woman with a much firmer foot in the door and stronger fanbase somewhat suggested that the Italian was almost a 'poor-woman's' version of Alaina Sanders. Such was the reason Diana had sought out the amazon some weeks ago; to set in place the seeds of a challenge she'd later take her up on.

That challenge, was tonight.

Appearing too, clad in bikini, Diana for a rare change did not have her usual wrestling-made bikini. Both top and bottom was of a thick black colour; chosen specifically to mix in with the Italian's thick raven locks. She too would recieve a small ovation of cheers and whistles-noticeably less so than the more popular Alaina, but the Italian was not here to impress them.

Swaggering hips as she made her way down the ramp, Diana bared the whistling crowd no mind as she latched eyes on the woman she'd soon be competing with. Sure, it wasn't a physical contest like the Italian would pick any other time, but such a contest would finally put to bed comparisons between the two, win or lose.

Plus, the idea of being officially declared more attractive than the Alaina Sanders was a hell of a victory.

Sliding under the bottom ropes, Diana would stand with hands to hips, pushing out her strong front, wordless as her arms flexed of their own accord.

Alaina looked at Diana with daggers in her eyes crossing her arms. "So are you ready to finally show the world that you are the poor womans amazon?" Alaina said with a smile. "You can pick whatever challenge ya like first, you are going to be the one humiliated at the end after all."

Diana always acted so cocky that it made Alaina sick. Tonight the amazon would show everyone that Diana was a fake and that she was the real deal. She stood chest to chest with Diana awaiting her response for their first challenge. To Alaina the only thing that mattered tonight was putting Diana in her place and humbling that cocky, arrogant bitch.

Seconds into the ring, and Alaina had already shot a verbal dagger right into the Italian's ears. She'd shudder a little, goosebumps at trying to resist hooking her fist across the cocky Amazon's mug there and then.

Straightening up, the similarities between the two would become blatant for all to see; they were near exact copies of one another, their poses now too matching.

Thinking for a moment over the possible contests of the two, knowing that nearly all of them would likely happen just dependant on order, her eyes would come back to Alaina's after pondering at the floor, glare turning confident.

"No. Please. I insist. That way I can just rub it in your face despite you having first choice."

Alaina looked over at a nearby table and made her way over confidently, placing her arm on it. She didn't need to say anything as it was clear that Diana's first challenge would be arm wrestling the amazon. Alaina just smiled and then looked straight ahead, waiting for Diana to get herself set up.

Alaina was going to enjoy looking right into Diana's face as she put the cocky woman right in her place where she belonged.

There was few items ringside, with even fewer inside the ring itself, with the exception of the small table already set up for proper-armwrestling bouts. Diana simply watched for a moment as Alaina made her way to it, propping her arm up and assuming the stance.

"Tch. So basic and dull. Fitting, I guess." Goading once more, Diana would stroll over on her own time, hands to hips with eyes not leaving the Amazons own. The crowd itself was somewhat anxious and keen to see what would occur; sure, you would presume a match between the two amazons itself would of been the go-to. But such a activity as a non-physical contest between the two could only make the match itself all the more sweeter, if it was ever to occur. Not to mention it would kill disagreements between fans of the two in the process.

Placing her arm on the table to match Alaina's, Diana would now just watch for a moment, eyes near shooting daggers into Alaina's very soul.

Alaina's serious stare never left Diana. These two clearly did not like each other. Had Diana not acted like an arrogant jerk anytime Alaina saw her, she may have respected or actually liked the muscular beauty in front of her. The slashed hands and waited tensely.

As the referee signaled to go Alaina began to press down with authority on Diana trying to make progress in forcing her hand down to the table! There was no trash talk, no grunt, no noise from the amazon. Her cold stare into Diana was all she needed right now. Unflinching, Alaina had a look of confidence as this first contest began, and she was giving it her all. Anything to keep Diana from having bragging rights over her!

Diana once more mirrored her foe; eyes never leaving hers, hand locking tightly with Alaina's in exactly the same manner. They even postured over the table in perfect symmetry.

Keeping silent again just like Alaina, Diana too poured in her power, going full strength straight from the get-go. Both sets of strong hands immediately hit a standstill; neither going in one direction nor the other.

Diana's eyes already latched onto the task at hand, her very body rippled as she poured in her power, determined to get the first win and the morale victory that went with it!

Alaina watched in anger and horror as Diana slowly forced her hand down! She groaned as she gripped with everything she had, her whole body trembling! Her arm went back about 30 degrees before stopping. Alaina slowly began to turn the tide, her body still shaking all over as she was giving this all the strength in her amazonian body!

Diana roared as she poured in her own power; natural arm power gained from a career in boxing alongside simple weight training allowing her to exert monstrous pressure on Alaina.

But for every ounce of pressure she poured onto Alaina, the Amazon began to double up on her own; Alaina's own ring experience and training allowing her to not only push Diana back to an even position, but further in a angle working against her.

"Tch..won't be...that fucking easy..." Diana roared under her breath, losing the battle, but outright determined to make Alaina work for her win!