Pudding Tussle!! Amy Evans vs Odessa Brock!

As those gut shots kept connecting Amy did have to wonder how long she could get away with them. Afterall Odessa seemed more focused on defending her face but once Amy started to work her abs too much shed have to change her tune. Not that it mattered Amy didnt feel like she would need to change anything but it was still a question of what could she do afterwards. Though her main question was still trying to get her over the top rope. And with her near the ropes the clothesline seemed like a good idea. She was close...too close for Odessa to just move out of the way, even if she blocked the force could still get the job done, and ducking wouldn't help either but Odessa surprised her by finding another option. Letting her come in and grabbing under her before trying to toss her up and over.

Amy had a brief look of shock as she was sent up and over the top rope and unable to save herself plowing into the chocolate pudding! IT was thick enough that she didnt fully submerge into it but her entire bottom half was coated in brown colored pudding as she splashed in it trying to get up as the crowd cheered the first instance of contact with the pudding! "Uggghh! Why does this feel like that oobleck stuff..." Amy said sitting up and looking at the thick pudding.

Odessa hoisted Amy up onto her shoulder, in one of her favorite positions to utilize, since it allowed for the ideal ratio of humiliation to helplessness for the girl she was lifting up. For just a couple of seconds, Amy's front half was dangling down behind Odessa, those nice breasts brushing across Odessa's back, while her butt was stuck up in the air, cute pale butt cheeks on full display for the crowd, the picture of that big pasty ass next to Odessa's grinning face being put up on the arena's jumbotron.

Odessa would have loved to parade Amy around, slap that ass a few times, maybe threaten to yank down her bikini bottoms—have some fun with her foe. But then she would have lost the momentum Amy herself had generated, which was a valuable asset—and besides, tossing the blonde into the pudding was almost as fun, and watching her root around in the goop put it over the top! It had to be humiliating, too, as the crowd roared and cheered and some of Odessa's fans jeered at the American woman whose bottom half was all swallowed up in chocolate.

As Amy wallowed, Odessa climbed up onto the ropes. Grinning, she looked down at her opponent, judging distance and aim. "Room for one more?" she would ask, before she jumped, accelerating down at Amy rather quickly. Odessa wouldn't land right on top of her. But as she came down she would reach out with both arms, grabbing at Amy's hair, and, with any luck, slamming the girl's face right into the pudding before she could right herself!

She wasnt even sure she touched the ground on impact, just the sudden hardened pudding that felt soft again as she sank down. Her back half was completely brown which looked really weird given her bright front half was still relatively fine aside from a few drops that had splashed into her slowly standing up she looked over at the cheering crowd as one fan looked ready to fall over before Amy scoffed and tossed a blop in there direction as she tried to sit up. Grumbling in annoyance on how this might affect her performance from here on out and likely not in a positive way as she heard Odessa speak and didnt need much of an idea of where she was to know what she was about to do.

Being slammed into by the girl Amy didnt really have time to put up a defense besides curl up and keep from being winded as she hit the floor in an abrupt way and felt Odessa reaching for her hair as she tried to grab her. Bringing her own arms out Amy would reach for any part of Odessa to claw at in an effort to get out and free.

Odessa really only had one option right now, of course. She had to dive into the pudding herself, leveling the playing field again. But on the way down she did have one advantage: what was essentially a free attack on an opponent in an entirely vulnerable position. Odessa decided to play it simply, and effectively, and as she came downwards she grabbed onto Amy's hair, giving it a yank which would hopefully be enhanced by the velocity at which she herself was falling, and slammed Amy's face right into the waist-deep pudding she was trying to pull herself out of!

Amy's face smashed into the pudding and sent globs of it flying everywhere, spraying Odessa's chest and belly, with a few flecks getting on her own as-yet-unstained face. Feeling her lower body sinking into the goop, Odessa would shiver, just once, at the sensation, before Amy's claws came out and she started shoving and slapping, forcing Odessa to let go of her. Odessa wouldn't just go away, though.

"How's it taste, love?" Odessa would ask. "Want another bite?" Odessa formed a fist underneath the surface of the chocolate pudding, gathering plenty of it up within her closed hand. And then she would swing a punishing right hook into Amy's cheek, aiming to splatter her with more pudding while also making her jaw ache with the punch! And then, Odessa's left hand would follow her right, but aim lower, intending to smash right into Amy's navel to return some of that belly love!

A bit stuck in her current situation Amy didnt have an idea of where she was supposed to be, the only bit of reference she had was Odessa trying to grab at her in some effort to keep her down as Amy tried to fight out of it by clawing at her arms to try and get Odessa off of her, the effort seemed to pay off as Odessa refused to relent, instead trying something different and attempting to try and force her down further with a punch to her face and then to her belly.

Amy's face took the blow well enough as the pudding her head was partially stuck in seemed to soften the blow a bit but as she tried to push up more the shot to her abs. A brief gurgle of pain escaped as she felt some of the chocolate pudding enter her mouth as she tried to stand up and crawl back looking to keep some semblance of a fight.

Odessa's hook to Amy's face hit right in that sweet spot, splattering even more chocolate pudding all over those pretty features, which were already starting to become nebulous underneath the very first layer of dessert. Odessa's next punch, aimed at Amy's gut, struck her just as easily as Amy's belly punches had found their mark in Odessa's tum. The punch obviously took its toll, as evidenced by the gurgling sound Amy made when it forced her mouth open, sending spittle out and allowing pudding in. It didn't appear that Amy was enjoying the chocolatey taste so much.

"Come, now, whatever poor girl spent her whole day whipping up this pudding will feel bad if you make a face like that..." Odessa teased, as she would just keep coming at Amy. The pudding made the two of them move in almost slow motion, but she would take a step forward, keeping herself right in Amy's face, letting their bikini-clad tits shove into each other again. "Don't make me force you to eat it all," she added, before she swung a punch up—her fist certainly didn't move in slow motion!—to try to nail Amy in the chin, her arm moving up roughly through Amy's cleavage on its way to pulverizing her jaw!

Amy was not having the best of time in this stupid puddle, not only was the pudding hindering her movement, Odessa was just having a laugh playing around with her in a fight. This wasnt some one sided affair with someone who wanted to secretly be dominated Amy had shown to be a tough fighter and yet this woman was playing with her!! That kind of stuff infuriated amy as she tried to move up and as Odessa talked about making her eat the pudding she decided the girl was going to find that playback was just as sweet.

As Odessa pressed into her Amy would try and move in looking to grab around her and lift her up and in the air as she would try and send her to the floor bearing through any punches that came her way in her effort to send her down completely in the pudding. "If you love it so much why don't you try? This color suits you more anyway!"

Amy threw herself into Odessa, and the way she did it meant that Odessa's uppercut, which cut delightfully just over Amy's cleavage on its way up to her chin, lost some of its power, as Odessa had to pull it in and awkwardly jab upwards rather than going for the full swing. It still connected with Amy's chin, and it had to have hurt a fair deal—but the blonde was just barreling through that pain to try to go on the offensive again herself. Amy caught Odessa in a hug, and then pulled back and up, bringing Odessa up into the air!

Odessa gasped as she was slammed down into the pudding, never quite reaching the bottom of the pool, but submerging completely, sinking several inches down into the slop, getting covered up completely—which was a tad irritating, seeing as how Amy really should have been completely swallowed up in the goop first. Her comment as she turned the tables on Odessa was also something the Briton would need to talk to her about, later. Right now, Odessa was just going to make sure that Amy didn't start to get comfy just because she had gotten lucky and dunked Odessa first.

Odessa reached up, one chocolate-covered hand sticking up out of the goop. She grabbed onto Amy's bikini top. Underneath the sweet stuff, she smirked. This would hopefully embarrass Amy quite a bit, because Odessa would then tug downwards on that bikini as hard as she could, stretching it out and letting Amy's breasts do as they pleased, but also dragging the blonde down on top of her in the pudding, making sure she submerged too so that the two of them were both completely covered up!

With Odessa down on the floor in front of her Amy only had one thing she could think of doing. Her first instinct was to push Odessa in the pudding further but she stopped herself at that silly idea. What good did it do her to play around with the pudding? She needed to be finishing her off! So with that in mind she put her hand down and tried to claw at Odessa's chest. Not feeling her top being played with until it was too late and her chest top was being removed.

"Wh-What the?" Last she checked this wasnt a hentai match and yet Odessa was trying to strip her completely as she pulled her down and into the dark pudding. Amy instinctively tightened her grip on the girls chest as she squeezed harder and tried to move and look to keep up before the girl tried anything else.

Odessa would have found it pretty cute that Amy thought that just because her bikini top was being tugged she was in a hentai match. Sure, Odessa would have gladly rolled in the hay with this buxom, fetching blonde, but any sort of fucking was going to be pretty difficult to manage once they were both covered in liters upon liters of sticky, clinging, difficult-to-manipulate pudding. Maybe some members of the audience did get a lucky view of Amy's tits, of course, bouncing freely as she was pulled down into the pudding on top of Odessa. But Odessa didn't see, submerged in the pudding, and in the long run it wouldn't matter. Naked as the day they were born or bundled up for a Siberian winter, once they were covered in pudding it would be hard to tell the difference.

And meanwhile, it seemed that the American woman decided to fixate on Odessa's tit, as Odessa felt that hand dive down through three or four inches of pudding, groping around to find the orb for a few seconds before latching on and giving it a squeeze! Amy, now, was the one being a little perverted, as Odessa's mouth opened just a hair's breadth for a gasp, and that let in quite a lot of pudding. Thankfully, she closed her mouth tight again before she started choking. Still, she didn't like being submerged, with oxygen levels running low. And so Odessa would try to rise back up and break the surface of the pool, lifting up like a goo monster out of a kaiju movie as she would bring a hand forward to give Amy's breast a powerful retaliatory squeeze!