Gemma Faraday vs. Chloe Ruiz: Bikini Battle!

Gemma Faraday vs. Chloe Ruiz: Bikini Match!
Scheduled for One Fall- to be won by pinfall or submission!




The voices of the fans were rising, in anticipation of the next match.  An old fan favorite was returning tonight, as Gemma Faraday was scheduled to be returning to AFW competition after months away!  Always a popular sight in the ring, even if her win/loss record wasn't spectacular, Gemma was also scheduled for a bikini match, adding even more to the fan anticipation of her big return!

Finally, a spotlight shone on the entrance ramp!  Gemma's entrance music blared over the loudspeakers, as she sat at the top of the ramp.  Her lean body perched on a stool, Gemma showed off her lean figure clad in a taut, black vinyl bikini!  The scant garment clung to her body, despite not being fully affixed to her yet, showing off Gemma's lean figure.  Gemma pulled at her top, stretching the vinyl material over her head until as she finished pulling the top on- stretching the material over her neck, letting the black vinyl hug and tug her ample breasts into place as she affixed the garment on.  The fans gave a cheer at the tease, and Gemma couldn't help but smirk!

Gemma then got up off her stool, and strode confidently toward the ring.  Two large silver bows were sewn into the bikini, both of them bouncing playfully as she made her way down the ramp.  “This is how it's supposed to be, Gems,” she told herself, as she soaked in the cheers of the fans.  Normally, Gemma wouldn't have considered a “bikini” match to be the height of wrestling competition, but when management pitched the idea she couldn't help herself.  Gemma was feeling a little flirty, a little fun, and just maybe it would help the fans welcome her back after her absence!

Stepping into the ring as her entrance music died down, Gemma straddled the corner turnbuckle and raised a fist to the sky.  The perky punk high-flyer was ready to go, she felt.  She just needed to wait for her opponent to make her way down to the ring!

Spoiler:

Chloe was back, having taking a bit of a break after her loss to Peggy McIntyre in their second match, with the score between her and the Irish lass being even now, the Brazilian had taken some time off and worked out, trained and done her best to get herself into better shape and capability than ever before, not wanting to loss out to any annoying bitch ever again. Tonight though, she shouldn't waste her time thinking about Peggy, instead she'd focus on her opponent in this bikini match that stood before them.

The Brazilian cutie stepped out onto the ramp as her theme song played over the speakers, wearing her bikini top and bottoms, bare feet and her quite lovely frame on display, showing off just how well toned it had become over the past few months. She wore a pair of jeans shorts over her rear, covering herself up just a slight bit more. For which the crowd didn't seem to mind, as the crowd that usually let their feelings be known about Chloe, tonight they were cheering pretty unanimously when normally they'd have quite a mixed reaction to the young Brazilian.

The Tan-skinned girl walked down to the ring and climbed up through the ropes. Getting into the squared circle as she would march her way right up into the busty Gemma Faraday's face. Hair tied up, that white mane bobbed a bit as she closed the distance between the two of them and pressed herself up against the bustier woman. Forehead to forehead, chest to chest, nose to nose, and eyes to eyes. " You're going down, hope you're prepared for a defeat." Chloe spoke out, clearly a bit frustrated with her loss to Peggy still, and looking to quickly make up for it.

Gemma watched from the corner ring post as her Brazilian opponent bounced her way down to the ring. Smiling, Gemma nodded along as she sized her next opponent up. Self-consciously, Gemma poked at her own soft belly, impressed at how toned and cut her upcoming opponent would be.

No matter, Gemma told herself. She had suffered through worse, and she could suffer through this. Bigger women had stepped into the ring with Gemma and fallen. She was out here to have fun, tonight. Grapple with a new opponent, show off what she could do, and, sure, titillate the fans, some. Competition or not, tonight was going to be fun!

Of course, the second Chloe got into the ring, she changed the tone on the Brit completely. Gemma's arched her back in surprise as Chloe got directly into her face and started issuing threats!

Gemma squared herself on her feet, and held her ground as Chloe squared up with her. Gemma could feel the warmth of Chloe's body against her, soft flesh against soft flesh. Gemma locked eyes with her foe, not letting herself quiver as they went into a stare-down.

“Hope you're prepared for a let-down, you little Skagamuffin,” Gemma said back, biting her lip. Gemma let her ample chest spill forward, the bikini barely containing it as she thrust her chest upward into Chloe's face. She had it, Gemma figured, might as well flaunt it! Besides, as her matches against opponents like Teddy Cat Hori and Peggy MacIntyre had reinforced to her, her looks were hardly a detriment. Actually the opposite!

The ref girl came between them, putting a hand into each girl's soft tummy. Gemma backed off, then, but she was eager to get things going. The fans seemed eager, too, her display getting them riled up!

Gemma encouraged the chants of “BI-KI-NI BAT-TLE!” as they prepped for the opening bell. Smiling, Gemma lifted her hands up, waving her fingers upward to encourage more cheering. The flimsy fabric barely containing her busty figure, Gemma nonetheless bounced up and down, eager to get this thing moving!

Chloe narrowed her eyes at her opponent as the two were now standing face to face, practically just an inch apart from one another. It was clear that between the two, Gemma was bustier, and bubblier as a person than Chloe. Yet the slender beauty of Chloe wasn't lost on the crowd either. It seemed both women were getting a lot of love for their respective beauty, yet Chloe seemed to be getting a bit of flack simply for being Chloe.

She didn't mind though, as she kept her ground against Gemman and watched the woman back up as the ref-girl came in pushed the women apart before a brawl brought out or the like. Chloe took a step back and narrowed her eyes at Gemma. " Just watch, I'll kick your ass back to whatever 60's playboy cover you walked off of." Chloe spoke out as she would raise her arms and ready to throw down.

The white haired girl would bounce on her feet, much like Gemma...yet she didn't have as impressive balloons to bounce. It was still titillating. What wasn't so much so, was when Chloe decided to use her great speed to dash towards Gemma and smack the woman in the face with a right forearm straight to the woman's left cheek.

Gemma's lips curled up into a smartass little smirk as Chloe tried to run her down and intimidate her. This kind of trash-talk was common enough in pro wrestling, especially the often-catty world of AFW. Chloe had spirit, Gemma couldn't deny that. Her opponent seemed like a scrapper, and despite her advantages in height and weight, Gemma knew she was going to have her hands full with this one!

The crowd was already well into it, however. Two hot young women, wearing practically nothing, ready to tear into one another in the ring until one was totally, completely dominated. Gemma promised herself that one wouldn't be her!

Gemma could still feel the chill of conflict running down her spine after the ref had pulled the two women apart. With the bell about to ring, Gemma pulled up her bikini bottoms, letting the thin fabric tug up against the round cheeks of her ass, snapping them against her soft white flesh. She narrowed her eyes at the leaner Chloe, suddenly a bit worried about the harder body her opponent was flaunting.

The distraction of watching Chloe bounce around in her swimwear ended up costing the Brit, as the opening bell sounded off! Chloe came in hard and fast, rocking Gemma with a forearm blow to her face, rocking Gemma's head back!

“Ooof!” Gemma grunted, stumbling back on her heels. The crowd cheered as the fight was joined, and Gemma's cheeks burned in irritation. Still, Chloe had knocked her off-guard, and the blindsided British Bombshell was going to need a second to recover- a second Chloe wouldn't likely give her!

Chloe and Gemma were about to get things on, the match was just about to start. The Brazilian had a lot of pent up frustration that she wanted to unleash and as such she was looking forward to breaking the British Bombshell apart and take her down. There wasn't a moment to waste as the second that the bell rang, Chloe threw a hard strike to Gemma's face.

Not one to just throw once punch the white haired girl would attempt to step forward and throw a straight hook right into Gemma's generous chest. Trying to flatten one of those tits of the bustier woman and keep her reeling. 

Should she hit, the Bazilian would attempt to grab the head of what she hoped was a dazed Brit, trying to pull her in under her armpit and then try and rocked herself backwards and down onto the mat. Trying to spike the head of Gemma Faraday with a quick DDT!