All-American Bad Luck: Miss Fortune vs. Becky Brooke!

From beneath, Becky was struggling to break free. She braced her bare feet against the mat, and tried to buck her hips up to throw Madison off of her. The redhead's insults only added to Becky's frustrations, and her knowledge of what was about to come bearing down on her!

With one smooth motion, Miss Fortune buried Becky's shocked face beneath her impressive breasts! "Mmmfff! Nnnnh!" Becky protested, her words immediately drowned out in Madison's ample chest.

Becky's face turned back and forth, as she tried to wriggle and writhe her body free. Everywhere she turned, however, there was just more warm flesh trapping her underneath her opponent. It was dark, warm, and utterly smothering her. Not much of a thinker, Becky immediately went into a panic, continuing to give muffled cries against Madison's soft flesh.

When Becky finally saw the arena lights again, it was when Madison finally pulled off of her. Becky's wide blue eyes were open in shock, her mouth slightly agape. The American's fair skin was red with embarrassment, and her expression was one of total confusion, bewildered at what had just happened. Becky rolled over onto her hip, as Madison released her body and walked away.

Becky's face-reddening embarrassment turned to frustration, as Miss Fortune picked up a mic and started smack-talking her on the mic. "Rrrr ..." Becky growled, brow furrowing. In a hurry, Becky pushed herself up onto her feet, and stormed toward Madison's back.

"You brat!" Becky spat, voice edged with rage, "I'll show you some manners!" Extending her open hand to her side, Becky stomped right up to Madison, tensed her arm, and took a hard swing- aiming a slap right at Madison's ass! The spank would echo through the arena, all of Becky's frustration with her bullying opponent coming through in one sharp chop!

Miss Fortune was so occupied with her own voice that she never even heard Becky coming. She rattled on about how she needed a new opponent and also how she was basically the queen of AFW, completely delusion of course but this was Miss Fortune at her best, or worst. The crowd could see Becky who looked red faced and decidedly annoyed. Then it happened

SLLLLAAAPPPP!

Miss Fortune's eyes went wide and she howled in pain as her firm round buttocks were stung with the mother of all slaps. She gingerly hopped a few paces away before bending to turn and grab the top rope for some support. With a flick of her flame red hair away from her eyes, the stare she gave the sexy blond girl was pure hatred. "WHAT THE FUCK!" she exclaimed and reached her other hand to test just how sore her bottom was.

The wince said it all, massively sore. Right now Miss Fortune was combating not only the pain but also the humiliation that her rival would dare do that. As such she was wide open should Becky wish to follow up which considering what Miss Fortune just did to her, would be completely understandable

Becky's palm stung a bit,with the force that she'd just brought down on Miss Fortune's pert bottom. Still, face scrunched up in rage, it seemed as though Becky didn't care about the stinging on her palm.

"Look here, you brat!" Becky said, laying into the well-dressed gangster. "I'm not someone you can just push around, alright?" Becky pushed her finger forward, pressing into the ample bosom of the redhead, "And don't you dare think I'm gonna lay down for those! I'm all American, you hussy," Becky said, grabbing her own ample bosom as if to highlight her point, "and there's no way you're going to overcome these, tonight! So there!"

Miss Fortune seemed to be wincing from the force of Becky's spank. Good, the blonde thought. That hussy got what she deserved! Now, it was time for Becky to follow up, and keep making her pay for being so disrespectful of the Super-American's wrestling prowess! Now, it was time to show off some technical wrestling prowess!

Reaching out, Becky wrapped both arms around Miss Fortune's head. Trying to get the most firm grip she could, Becky wrenched in and tried to pull her opponent into her own chest! A face-front chest lock? A chest-front face lock? Becky wasn't sure what the move would be called, but she was going for it- shoving Miss Fortune's face right into Becky's ample, pillowy breasts, wanting to smother the life out of the bratty redhead!

Miss Fortune tenderly checked her bottom. It was seriously sore and very distracting in the match. She hear her big breasted rival and sarcastically waved her away, showing the minimum amount of respect she could. The crowd booed, Miss Fortune was not just a mean wrestler, she was pretty mean overall! As such the flame haired heel could do nothing to prevent Becky from grabbing her around the back of the head. "GAH What are GGLUMMPPFFFF!" Her words cut down as Becky's incredible soft and big breasts suffocated Miss Fortunes face.

The redhead flapped her hands initially in blind panic. Becky's breasts were just so huge and she felt her face being swallowed with each pull. MMMFFFFFFF!" she protested loudly and stamped her boot in frustration at the humiliation. How dare this bimbo do this? She thought. A lot of the crowd gasped not least because of how "lucky" Miss Fortune was to be buried in Becky's chest. A flush of red crept up the flame haired wrestlers skin and she was quickly turning into a tomato!

Fortunately she managed to quell her panic and realize, she had her hands free! Even though Becky was a big girl, Miss Fortune thought she could pull this off. She wrapped her arms around the girls waist and tried to lift her. UMMFFFF! More air shot out of the trapped wrestlers lungs, she couldnt lift Becky for long and placed her back down on her feet to the canvas. To avoid a desperate situation and the humiliation of being KOd, Miss Fortune did what she did best, which was blatantly cheat!

Letting her hands come to Becky's bikini bottoms, she hooked her fingers underneath it and yanked up hard, looking to give the blond sexbomb a super wedgie in order to try and free herself

Becky was grinning impishly, ear to ear, as she thrust the struggling Miss Fortune into her ample bosom! The woman's face sank in hard, engulfed by Becky's considerable breasts, the blonde not letting up for a moment on the standing smother!

"How do you like that, you big bully!" Becky taunted, shoulders moving from side to side as she shook Madison's face against her engulfing chest. "Bet you were ready to go up againt a 100% All-American body like this, huh? Look at you, you can't even wrestle out of this!"

Becky rolled her eyes theatrically, playing to the fans. Squeezing her slender biceps, Becky pressed her breasts against the sides of Madison's face, smothering her further. Watching the redhead's flailing hands, listening to the sound of her stomping boots, Becky was enjoying a rare moment of domination in the ring. Becky's smile disappeared, however, when Madison wrapped her arms around the blonde's slender waist.

"Oh no you don't!" Becky said, in her closest tone to stern, "American wrestling is way too good to fall for a trick like that!" Becky spread her legs, planting her bare feet against the mat. It gave her a wider base, anchoring her to the ground. However, it also made the unsuspecting blonde more vulnerable to the actual trickery that was about to befall her ...

Becky was too distracted by trying to dominate Madison, thrusting her pillowy, bikini-clad bosom straight into her face, to notice that the redhead had released her waist and was working her hands downward. As Becky tightened her grip, Madison wrapped her fingers around Becky's bikini briefs, pulling the spandex off of her slender body and getting a firm grip- and gave them a punishing, brutal yank!

"EEEEEK!" Becky squealed, as the thin fabric dug straight into her ass! Becky immediately released Madison's head, losing all composure as her briefs were pulled up painfully and humiliatingly into her ass. The All-American's arms flailed from side to side, as her feet stamped the mat. The two women's roles were completely reversed, now, as Becky's now-bare ass cheeks bounced and jiggled in front of the crowd. Madison was firmly in control, and a belittled Becky was losing all composure.

The move worked and Miss Fortune was released from Becky's astonishingly big breasts. She stumbled back against the ropes, letting them support her weight and sucked in as much air as she could. "HHUUNNGGGG!" her face was beet red and another few seconds and she would have been done!. Miss Fortune shook her head and wiped her damp sweaty face. "Too... close... sheesh! Those are some fucking big breasts!" she breathlessly muttered and fixated her attention back to the big sexy blond. In some ways it was as close as Miss Fortune came to complimenting a rival. Luckily since her reinvention she hadnt suffered too many smothers, normally she was the one doing it, but ever now and again, a rival caught her and it reminded her not to get too cocky, especially when wrestling such a well endowed girl.

The crowd now cheered and called out to the blond to alert her that Miss Fortune was recovering enough to counter attack.

Pulling herself off the ropes, Miss Fortune sped up her pace, looking to stretch out her arm ahead of her, and land it right across Becky's chest for a well timed forearm. She at the very least wanted to use the girl's flailing to knock her off balance at the very least, and at the most floor the blond so that she could begin her assault again and punish Becky. It was fueled by the anger and shock of nearly being taken out in one of the most humiliating ways possible. Whilst Miss Fortune wasnt the biggest wrestler she could still pack a punch with her moves when needed. if the move landed, Miss Fortune would be sure to follow up with a few more.

If she couldnt lift the girl and couldnt out muscle her at the moment, she could sure use all of her dirty tricks to wear the girl down. Brawling came naturally to the New Yorker, and it didnt seem like her sexy rival could match her judging on her reaction to the wedgie

"Oooowiiiee~!" Becky wailed, as she felt the fabric of her spandex bikini bottoms git between the cheeks of her bum! For all of her frustration at Madison's ruthless assault, Becky couldn't help but squirm and wriggle in her opponent's grip as Madison molested and tormented her! Becky's fingers fidgeted and toyed wtih her bottom, trying to pry that thin spandex out of her bottom. "C-c'mon," Becky groaned, biting her lip.

Becky was so consumed with trying to pull her bottom out, and cover her thick white ass cheeks, that she wasn't paying attention to Miss Fortune's compliment. Unfortunately, she wasn't paying attention to the fans' vocal warning, either. Finally stretching out her red, white and blue spandex out to cover her ample bottom, Becky turned around just in time to see the forearm coming down charging at her!

Miss Fortune was putting some power behind the arm, that much was for certain. Worse for Becky, though, was the fact that the buxom blonde was still struggling to get a firm footing on the mat. Madison's incoming strike was met with no resistance, that forearm rocking against Becky's jaw with an echoing sound! Becky reeled back, her big blue eyes rolling back in her head. Becky's long blonde locks shook around her head, as she took repeated forearm strikes to the face!

Becky would back down from every strike she took from Madison. Spittle flew from Becky's mouth, more and more sense getting knocked from her as Madison nailed with repeated blows. Becky would eventually retreat to the ropes, sitting her bottom on the middle rope as she fought to rest herself. Becky looked up at her assailant pathetically, looking downright bewildered as she suffered the effects of Madison's assualt!

The crowd gasped as Miss Fortune unloaded forearm after forearm into Becky's beautiful face and rack. Such was the ferocity of the attack that some feared the ref would stop the match as it was something more akin to a boxing match or MMA contest, than sexy wrestling. However Miss Fortune had taken big blow to her pride. She was almost smothered out by Becky's perfect huge breasts, and whilst that was a terrifying thought, there was a side of Miss Fortune that would have gleefully lay there and let the big American take her to a soft pleasant slumber between Becky's girls.

With the forearms doing their job. Miss Fortune stopped and composed the burst of rage and adrenaline coursing through her veins. She saw Becky sat on the ropes and grinned, Flicking back her flame red hair, Miss Fortune approached with evil intentions. She grabbed a handful of the girls hair and yanked her forward, attempting to tuck the girls head under her arm and bend over over. "You stupid American whore, I am going to make sure your ugly face is buried before this match is through. Your face is getting fucked!" Miss Fortunes threat was clear and concise. She felt Becky had upped the odds and dared to humiliate the New Yorker. Miss Fortune was going to pay her back before this match was through.

Having Becky bent over served two purposes, firstly it helped the former Sorority Sister set up her move, and secondly, it had the added humiliation of showing off Becky's plump and in some ways very desirable rear to the crowd who would respond in kind by taking as many pictures as possible.

If Becky didnt fight back, Miss Fortune was going to drag Becky away from the sanctuary of the ropes and look to plant the blond in the middle of the ring with a well timed DDT.

"Ooof! Ooooww! Ooo~owie!" Blow after blow, Madison's hard forearm clubbed into Becky's soft, yielding flesh! The buxom blonde's body was rocked by blow after blow, causing her to bounce against the ropes, body jiggling and bouncing helplessly as Madison battered her! "OOW!" Becky whimpered, as the point of Madison's elbow sank hard into her soft breast and Becky could feel a bruise beginning to form! Becky's eyes were beginning to tear up, as her feeling of helplessness increased- she was nothing but Miss Fortune's punching bag, right now, with no power or ability to stop it.

When Madison finally let up, Becky sank against the ropes. The "Super-American" could feel the thick rope digging uncomfortably into her cheeks, but she didn't care. Becky's chest heaved, as she struggled to catch the breath that Madison had knocked out of her. Becky roused a bit, however, as Madison threatened her.

"N-no," Becky moaned, "not my face!" Becky liked her face! It was cute, and Becky had no interest in that getting buried, fucked or otherwise maligned! Becky was so panicked that it was an easy thing for Madison to pull her off the ropes, and trap her head beneath Madison's arm. "Aaah!" Becky squealed in fear, her feet stepping and weakly attempting to kick herself out of Madison's grip. Unable to get a real footing, however, all Becky managed to do was make her bikini-clad ass jiggle and bounce for the fans, earning cat-calls and hollaring instead of her freedom!

Before Becky knew what hit her, Madison spiked her head into the mat with a DDT! Becky's curvy body folded hard as her blonde skull got slammed into the mat. Stunned, all Becky could do was wince in pain, and try to resist the urge to cry. Arms flopped against the mat limply at her sides, knees folded against the mat, Becky didn't even have the energy at the moment to roll over. She simply remained there, doubled over, flag-covered ass sticking straight up in the air waiting for whatever Madison had planned for her, next!

As Miss Fortune dropped down she heard the SMACK of Becky's face off the canvas. The New Yorker sat upright and smiled, a slight nod of her head in acknowledgement of her move which seemed to flatten the very busty and sexy American. Miss Fortune couldnt resist adding in some humiliation and cranked back her hand before unloading a monumental SLAP! to Becky's behind, making her generous cheeks wobble and shake.

Having already smothered the girl in this match, Miss Fortune didnt want to seem predictable, but she was still smarting from Becky daring to smother the New Yorker, and almost KO her. The flame haired vixen, wheeled around to sit on Becky's lower back and slide her hands forward underneath her body. Normally the vixen would reach under the girls chin to crank back for a chinlock just to add some pressure, but Miss Fortune had a much more devious plan.

She grabbed a handful of each of Becky's breasts and gave them a good squeeze before lifting the girl up for a modified Boob Clutch! It had the added benefit of making the crowd super jealous as they would love to her their hands on Becky's orbs

"Lets hear you cry out slut!" Miss Fortune spat out the words in her usual vile way