Miss Fortune - Madison Oppenheim vs Suzume Sheska

This was it. Madison's debut in AFW, of sorts. She had previously been part of the tag team with Brittney as the Sorority Sisters, but that had all ended now. It still burned inside how Madison was humiliated by her former partner. A girl who she took pity on, took into her Sorority even though she was from a poorer background. She taught the girl everything. How to manipulate guys, and girls into doing almost anything she wanted. She taunt her to stand up for herself, and she encouraged her to use her body to humiliate others. Wrestling was the perfect way to do this, she would force new Sorority pledges to wrestle both her and Brittney with a set of rules that were ridiculous. The pledges had to wrestle from a starting position of either Madison or Brittney straddling their chests with their hands pinned down. No one, however skilled would be able to win from there, and it was all so the snobby prissy girl could essentially get her fix by sitting on the pledges face to humiliate them.

But that was then and a lot had happened since. Madison left the AFW in disgrace and news of this got home to her father who was so disappointed, he essentially threw her out and cut her off from his vast fortune. Madison left home and it could be argued, this is where she grew up. She found herself in New York and with the attentions of a guy who was connected to the Mafia. Everything fell into place after that. She had his money, his protection and also her wrestling past was something the Mafia were keen to exploit for profit. Never one to shy away from nudity or degrading herself, Madison oil wrestled for a time before the Mafia forced AFW officials to reinstate her to the wrestling league with her revamped character.

Now it had come to her debut. Miss Fortune (as she was known now) had a striking new look. Long flame red hair, smart clothing and a killer attitude to match. The Mafia money had brought her a new pair of breasts which were now so expertly done, they felt and looked natural. They were three cup sizes bigger and Miss Fortune was keen to use them to smother out rivals whenever she could. The flame haired Mafia doll was backstage on her phone, as she always did in the older days.

"Yeah seriously! This broad is some bookworm plain-Jane jobber. I am going to make her suffer and smother the hell out of her. Kapeesh? It is best of 3 and this dame is gonna be tappin and gaspin by the time I am done with her" She was well versed in her Italian Slang and used it whenever she could, or remembered to. She hung up the phone and prepared herself.

As the tunes of LL Cool J "Mama Said Knock You Out" blasted through the arena PA, Miss Fortune entered. She stood looking as nonchalant as possible, pausing for a moment to adjust her gangster suit to reveal even more of her massive breasts. Stepped with her high heels clacking against the ramp she made her way to the ring. A few of the fans held out hands, which Miss Fortune stopped and looked at them. She saw a skinny fan holding out a sign which said, "Miss Fortune Forever!" A nice gesture, something any AFW wrestler would like. Miss Fortune took it and immediately tore it in two, even going as far as to shove the screwed up remains into the fans face. Miss Fortune was not going to be popular for her attitude that was for sure.

She flipped off the fan and those around him and kept walking. Eventually Miss Fortune got into the ring and moved to a corner. Many anticipated Miss Fortune to grab a mic and have a few more choice words for the crowd and her rival, but perhaps on this occasion the nerves were secretly getting to the Italian American wrestler. She casually stripped off, wiggling out of her skirt, showing her ample and full bottom, her blouse came off, as did her jacket. Miss Fortune was dressed in a cool blue bikini that really contrasted her bright hair. She kicked aside her high heels and stood barefoot waiting for her rival. The crowd gawked and jeered at the girl, who looked in fantastic shape. Curves to die for and soft slightly tanned skin that showed every drop of sweat from the ring lights. Had this been a match against a male member of the roster, they would probably throw themselves to the canvas begging Miss Fortune to pin them, but perhaps that was for a later date

Suzume waited patiently backstage for her opponent to make their entrance. Upon hearing the name Miss Fortune, the girl couldn't help but feel a little intimidated. It wasn't every day she went up against someone with a name like that. "I hope that's not her real name." She mumbled to herself as she watched the wrestler make her way to the ring. Suzume quickly saw why the woman had such a name as one of the fans had the misfortune of having their sign ripped to shreds in front of them. It seemed her foe was happy to just be a bully. Suzume hoped to be the one to knock her down a peg but she wasn't too optimistic.

The brunette took off her glasses and put them down on a table as she heard her music play. Clad in a yellow top and blue shorts Suzume would come out from backstage. She timidly waved to the crowd as she made her way to the ring. Despite having competed in quite a few matches already, she still felt shy around crowds. Her focus would soon shift to her opponent though as when she crawled into the ring. "You know that was super mean what you did to that fan. He really was rooting for you." She scolded. Suzume wouldn't dream of doing that to a fan...she could barely dream of even having fans.

Suzume didn't bother to shake hands with Madison. She could already tell that nothing good would come of that. She elected instead to go to her corner and wait for the start of the match. It was a best of three match and Suzume didn't want to give her opponent a chance to build some quick momentum. She quickly glanced back at the crowd. While she didn't know how many people were rooting for her, she figured there was at least the one guy who had his sign torn up.

A sneer of disapproval crept across Miss Fortunes face as soon as she saw her rival. She had already seen footage of Suzume in action and had her pegged as a complete jobber and waste of her time. Then again, as a first match, you don't pick a champion where there is a possibility of getting an ass whooping so Miss Fortune was more than happy to build a career on jobbers who came, saw and left KO'd in the ring. As Suzume entered the ring Miss Fortune gave a loud and belittling laugh. She heard the bookworm scold her and grinned menacingly, almost proud of just how mean she was. It was time to see what this girl was made of, and one thing Madison had not lost was her ability to be mean to a rival with her words.

"You dare to question me you pathetic excuse for a wrestler. You have no fans, nobody likes you. I saw your AFW facebook page, it is empty. Sure you have book smart's... I mean what else is a broad like you going to do when you have no friends?"

The crowd gasped at the sheer velocity and savagery that came from Miss Fortunes mouth. It was a severe tongue lashing, and not in a good way!

The fame haired buxom wrestler decided to unleash her A game early. "A" standing for asshole given this was how she acted the majority of the time. Miss Fortune questioned Suzume, running her hands along her own generous curves, now attempting to point out the differences between what a (surgically enhanced) sexual icon looked like, against a plain jane like Suzume. "Are you sure you are not a guy? I mean, real women have curves.... curves that men adore. So, do you adore me? I bet you want me to sit on your face right now huh? Well come and get a old fashioned New York ass kickin!"

At this comment the horny male crowd members gave a universal and audible YES! Miss Fortune simply flipped them off and turned her attentions back to Suzume to see how she would react before they even got close to physical combat.

Suzume had only just entered the ring and already she felt outmatched. She was completely unprepared for her opponent's harsh words as could be seen by the shocked expression on her face. For a few seconds Suzume was completely speechless. She just didn't know how to respond since she wasn't one to resort to insults herself. "I...well...I have friends!" The brunette shouted, immediately realizing just how foolish she sounded. It would have been better to just not say anything. Suzume just looked down and blushed. She hadn't done anything to get the crowd onto her side.

Suzume's eyes were soon drawn to Miss fortune's body as she proceeded to point out the difference between the two wrestlers. She'd be lying if she said she wasn't t least somewhat impressed by what she saw. The brunette crossed her arms over her own chest, feeling very self conscious now that everyone in the room was probably comparing the two. Suzume wasn't flat chested, but she definitely didn't compare to Miss fortune. "Shut up! I clearly have boobs!" She yelled in protest. Suzume just shook her head furiously at the next few comments.

Finally Suzume was saved by the bell. The match had started so if Miss Fortune wanted to just stand there talking she'd at least have to risk getting hit, something that Suzume was looking forward to a lot. She was going to show her opponent what happened to bullies that tried to mess with her. Quickly she'd make her way to the center of the ring and hope to approach Madison. The first chance she got Suzume would aim a hard kick at the girl's side.

Miss Fortune was satisfied with her cocky response to the crowd, she loved being the heel, she loved winding people up, and she loved beating down girls smaller than her. As she turned her attentions back to Suzume she felt the kick and gasped. "AGGHHH what the...." it wasnt particularly hard, she had faced many rivals who kicked like a mule, it was more the shock that this little imp dared to even do that. Miss Fortune clutched at her side for a moment wincing, not wishing to show signs of pain. Then her expression changed and there was pure anger in her eyes.

The redhaired bully stood back upright and fighting through the pain she uneashed a total bitch slap right across Suzume's left cheek, looking to leave a big handprint and a stinging sensation on her face. There was a lot more that Miss Fortune could do move wise, but this was more about humiliating the little wrestler as much as possible. The SLAAAPPP! rang around the arena and Miss Fortune smirked, instantly turning her back on her rival and kicking her feet back as if kicking imaginary dirt at her, in yet another display of disrespect.

"Get me a REAL rival, this little bookworm should be studying at home! Or fantasizing about me!" she called out raising her arms out to take in the crowd reaction which was a chorus of boo's. Whilst they may not be rooting for Suzume especially, Miss Fortune was doing her upmost to piss them off and turn them against her

Suzume had expected her kick to do more to her opponent but from the looks of it she did little more than annoy Miss Fortune. She would have continued with another strike but was taken off guard when she was slapped right across the face. Suzume's whole body was forced a few inches to the side from the hard slap that echoed through the room. "Yaaaah!" The brunette yelped and brought her hand to her cheek, covering the burning red hand print. Suzume quickly looked back up at her opponent who had now turned her back on her. She was shocked Madison felt confident enough to do that in the middle of a match.

Suzume wiped a tear from her eye and got ready to try again. With her back turned she hoped Miss Fortune was an easy target. "I'm just fine as a rival!" She pouted before trying to grab her opponent by the shoulders and turn her around. If she managed to get face to face with Madison she would attempt to return the favor and slap her right across the face. Unlike her foe though Suzume would not stop at that. This was a match after all and she intended to land a good punch to her opponent's ribs to make up for her poor start.

Miss Fortune was reveling in the response from the crowd. She had always loved picking on smaller wrestlers, just like Suzume and the crowd knew it. They also knew that despite her new bad ass attitude, and skills, she was still a coward. The flame haired wrestler could hear the girl behind her and turned back around with a beaming arrogant smile on her face

"How do you like that then you little...." Her words cut off as she felt the stinging slap from Suzume leaving a big red print on the side of her cheek. "AGGHHHHHH!" she called out and her face was a picture of total shock. "You.... you.... hit me?" she asked sounding rather stupid given this was AFW and if faces wernt getting smothered, they were getting pummeled. The crowd laughed at the change in fortune for Miss Fortune and she remained stuck there, contemplating how this little girl had dared to hit her

It got a lot worse as Suzume followed up with a punch that would make a boxer proud. "AGGHHHH jeeeze..." Miss Fortune called out and hunched up to try and protect herself. She had never really been in a match with a slugger before and was at a distinct disadvantage. Right now all she wanted was some sanctuary and so she scuttled her boots backwards looking for either the ropes or the corner, just trying to get some space before she was humiliated by her smaller rival and out punched

Suzume had her first success of the match. She couldn't help but smile as Miss Fortune stumbled back and retreated. The red head now had a matching red mark on her cheek. Suzume was glad to realize that her first kick probably had more of an effect than she thought. "Hmmph. I'm...I'm gonna hit you plenty...you big bully." Suzume declared. She tried to sound tough but was practically stumbling over her words. At least she had made progress though. The red head might have been able to use words to her advantage, but as far as Suzume was concerned she had actions.

The brunette wanted to keep up her momentum and wouldn't just let Miss Fortune get away easily. Stepping forward she would try to drive her knee into her foe's gut. While Suzume was small, she could still pack a punch if her opponent was unprepared for her. A bit overconfident from her small victory, she was hoping to drive Miss Fortune back into the corner so she could follow up with something more than simple strikes.

At the corner now Miss Fortune knew she had to do something otherwise this was going to be a humiliating loss. Even though it was best of three, she didnt want to lose the first fall. Her mind imagined all kinds of scenarios, what if this girl managed to make her submit, what if she pinned Miss Fortune. OMG, what if Suzume managed to smother her. Ugh! I bet she would love that the little lesbian...... Imagined scenarios aside Miss Fortune fixed her gaze on Suzume and lunged out for her hair looking to get catty now and ragdoll the small wrestler by shaking her from side to side. The crowd cheered as everyone loves a catfight.

At least that was the plan! Unfortunately Suzume lifted a knee and caught the flame haired beauty which made her bend down and drop to one knee. The crowd could barely believe it, the little bookworm was close to actually flooring the hard nosed New Yorker. Feeling the pain in her tummy, Miss Fortune decided it was time to get creative. She thrust out her hands to grab Suzume by the hips and try to drag her close, at the same time trying to drive her forehead right between Suzume's legs in a blatant and very heelish headbutt move. "You aint got a chance short stuff, Imma gonna humiliate you for this!" Miss Fortune scolded her rival.

Suzume had connected with a few good strikes. With her opponent down on one knee it was time to go in for the kill. The brunette was going to try to catch Miss Fortune in a headlock but it seemed her foe had other plans. Suzume was forced forward a step and walked right into the New Yorker's cruel headbutt. "Aaaaah!" Suzume yelped, her eyes wide in pain as her foe's head hit her right between the legs. The girl almost immediately crumbled to her knees. "No fair!" She whined. She realized that fair was not something she should expect anymore. The crowd however cheered when they heard Miss Fortune's plans for her opponent. They paid for a show and it seemed like they were going to get one.

Suzume was not off to a great start. She slowly pushed herself back up to her feet. The girl was determined though to not make things easy for her opponent. She had been so close to getting Miss Fortune down after all. "I've got plenty of chance!" She retorted. "And I'm going to win." She declared. The brunette wasn't quite sure where her confidence was coming but just tried to roll with it.