Fight of the Rookies- Maddie Lux vs Shae Valentine

Match Type:Standard Match
Ring Type: Standard AFW Ring
Rules: AFW Official Rules
Win Conditions: Pinfall, Submission or Knockout

She bounced foot to foot in the locker room as she heard the cries of the crowd echo down from the tunnel. They sounded closeby but distorted not unlike hearing loud music from underneath water at a bottom of a pool. Not even the thick walls could prevent the voices of the crowd penetrating through concrete and reverberating against the tiles of the dimly lit locker room.

Shae Valentine was a brunette, with big soft hazel eyes that often betrayed her innocence and soft heart. Her wrestling attire mostly consisted of a sporty white buttoned top open only at the top to show off her red tube top that tried and failed to confine the swell of her large breasts. She had leather straps that were meant to be spats in loops hanging by her thick, paIe thighs. In the mirror, she looked like a proper wrestler but on the inside she was quaking in her boots. On another note, her black boots were her favorite part of her attire. They came up to her lower shin, had a dark red band around the ankle and a white star embeded on each of them. It made her feel like a superstar or a superhero of somekind.

Shae told herself that she had nothing, absolutely NOTHING, to worry about but it was no use trying to quell all the fear, the doubt and anxiety she felt at the pit of her stomach. This was her debut match, the first time she would make an impression on the crowd. Yet, this was AFW, the most popular wrestling league in the world. In addition, it had an infamous reputation, almost an expectation of what she could only describe as sexual savagery. In AFW, wrestlers didn't just lose, some were dominated in the eyes of millions and immortalized in digital videos. Of course, this wasn't ALWAYS the case. However, she had seen many a proud, strong willed wrestlers broken in front of their own fans.

A part of her readily liked that, the thought of putting it all on the line body, pride and soul. The thought of her winning it all or having everything taken away from her excited her but in more ways then one. Her dreams, her aspirations and her pride were put on wager, she just needed to give it her all.

Lost in her own thoughts, she was dimly aware that the arena had quieted down and that the match before hers had concluded. She heard the metalic clatter of a stretcher rolled by past her. A beautiful redhead, adorned in a cute one piece, lay unconcious and her costume torn to bits. Her green eyes wide open and her thighs coated in the shame of her defeat.

'That won't be me. That won't be me. That won't be me.' She repeated to herself, the moment she accepted it as a possibility is when she would lose.

'I'm a winner. I came to win.' She resolved.

Shae shut her eyes and inhaled through her nostrills to gather her courage. She slapped her cheeks to dismiss her doubts as she made her way to the ramp as an official came to tell her she was up to bat.

Fly Away- TheFatRat

As her music began to play, she stepped through as she heard the stadium come alive to her presence. The sound was loud and the energy so intense, it sent a tiny shock up her spine. She gave the crowd a wave, smiling bashfully before clambering down the ramp. She tripped and nearly fell flat on her face before regaining her balance. Her face reddened as the crowd giggled at her apparent clumsiness. It was hard not to smile despite her blunder, entering a ring in front of a crowd was a dream come true all the same.

Grabbing the middle rope, she pulled herself up onto the apron and took one last look behind her. She took a long breath taking this momemt in as if recording it for herself to watch later. She threw her leg over the middle rope, took her very first step into the ring and made her debut for better or for worse.

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The thoughts which went through Maddie's mind as she got ready in her locker room before the fight were not nearly as complex and introspective.

The California girl was pretty much the ditzy, bubbly poster child for the natives of the San Fernando Valley, the roar of the crowd out in the cavernous arena only barely audible as an undertone to the high-octane J-pop which Maddie was dancing to in front of the mirror. While she wasn't going so wild as to tire herself out, this kind of warmup was a lot more fun than the usual ten pushups, ten jumping jacks, ten situps, and on and on that a lot of girls seemed to feel was necessary. Clad in her sailor-style front-tie crop top, her signature baseball cap, a blue thong, and blue-striped thighhighs, Maddie knew she looked not just cute, but frickin' adorable, and dancing in front of the mirror she got plenty of good angles of her toned belly and her bangin' butt.

For Maddie, she wasn't fearing the possibility of sex or humiliation in this match. To her, they were a central part of what she had come to AFW for. After her encounter on the beach with Sachiko, with all the butt grinding and teasing and the sexual frustration, Maddie needed some release with a cute girl in the ring. In fact, the only thing putting a damper on the evening for Maddie was the fact that this was just a standard match with a very standard victory condition. Pinfall, submission, or knockout.

Well, there was nothing which said that Maddie couldn't challenge her opponent to a spanking duel or a belly punching contest or something in the middle of it. And, hey, Maddie was just fine in a traditional wrestling match. It tended to be a little easy for her, but, hey, maybe her opponent would make a good go of it! Maddie turned off her music when there was a knock on her door. Just like that, she would head down the corridor, hearing music on the other side of the concrete as her opponent must have been entering the ring. Maddie got to the curtain just as the initial roar of the crowd died down and the lights dimmed. She knew it was her time. The staffer who had escorted her gave her a pat on the back, and Maddie walked out into the shadow at the top of the ramp.

Her music, with a pounding, bumping bass line, got started. The lights came on with Maddie's back turned to the crowd, so the first glimpse they—and her opponent!—would get of her was her cute butt, barely covered in that thong. As the beat got going, Maddie swung her hips from side to side, getting a big cheer before she turned around and threw her hands up in the air. She had a big grin on her face as she rushed down the ramp, wasting no time in sliding under the bottom rope into the ring and popping up onto her feet just a few feet away from her opponent.

The brunette girl was a little bit taller than Maddie, though other than that the two of them seemed to be built similarly, boobs and hips and muscle definition. That was good. Maddie didn't want to just totally steamroll girls here like she did on the track back home. With a grin, she walked over to the girl, hands on her hips, swinging them from side to side as she got close enough to really size the brunette up.

"Hey, what's up?" she chirped casually.

'Damn, what the hell! Her entrance was waaay cooler than mine!' She thought to herself as the blonde made her entrance.

Shae blushed feeling like a fool, Maddie looked so damn confident and she heard this was her first match as well.

'Maaan.' She thought to herself. 'She even has a cute butt! I'm doomed! DOOMED!'

The brunette blinked as the other woman swaggered her way over to her. She looked side to side as if Maddie was heading towards someone else. She shuffled uncomfortably in place as she realized that she was coming to confront her?! Right of course! She was her opponent than of course she would want to talk to her before the match right? Shae prepared herself for trash talk but what she got was a simple greeting.

She look at Maddie if she grew a third arm. Shae was convinced that this whole thing was an act to make her more nervous, there was no way someone could be this calm right? No, this had to be a mind game and she told herself she wouldn't get sucked up by it.

She snagged a microphone from the referee.

"You wanna know what's up!??? I'll tell you what's up you b-bi-buh- blondie!"

Shae gave a dramatic pause before adding.

"The mother. fucking. ceiling!" She said before pointing skyward before looking up only to be blinded by the bright lights.

"I think?" She added as the intensity in her voice dropped to conversational. "Then the sky really and then the stars but thats really relative to where you are cause like... what's up and what's down at the point. Right? Gas prices too."

She nodded to herself before frowning realizing she was getting off topic.

"BUT YOU KNOW WHAT'S NOT UP MADDIE LUX?!!?" Shae said pointing at a finger at Maddie. "You!"

"CAUSE"

"YOU"

"ARE"

"GOING"

"DOWN!!!!" Shae concluded before shifting her hand to a thumbs down position.

Shae steps forward until they were face to face, looking Maddie in the eye, while holding the mic to the corner of her mouth.

"-town for some shopping cause you are a classy lady after I BEAT you!" The brunette said with a grin. "And your cute butt."

Was Maddie's casual greeting an intimidation tactic? No. Well, maybe. Just a little bit. She was obviously a lot more comfortable in this position than her opponent was—Shae seemed almost like she was about to crumble just from the light gust of air which came out of Maddie's mouth when she spoke. Really, Maddie was happy to make friends with all of her opponents, so she was interested in engaging with Shae on a person-to-person level. But she was also going to smash Shae into the ground, just because there was no way Maddie would ever give anything less than a hundred and thirty percent in any sort of competition.

And then, all at once, Shae Valentine seemed to come alive. She suddenly grabbed a microphone from the ref and brought it up to her lips, and when she spoke, even when she hesitated or stuttered, she really projected, her words booming throughout the arena, at some points even drowning out the crowd noise as she pressed her mouth right up against the microphone. Maddie had to take a step back, just out of surprise at first. But she had a big grin on her face as she did. This was going to be fun!

And Shae seemed to be cut from similar, if more shy, cloth to Maddie, as she quickly got off-track with her trash talk. Maddie would step closer and raise her voice, so the microphone at Shae's li;s would pick her up, too. "Yeah, you know, I saw this pic last night about how Australians see the moon, like, upside-down, right? That's totally crazy. Just like you are if you think you're beating me!"

Shae kept up her talk, though, getting louder and louder, to the point where she was practically screaming. And when she did that, Maddie knew she had to reply in kind. When Shae stepped forward to go face to face, Maddie stepped forward, too, leaving no space between them. With Shae's mouth on one corner of the microphone, Maddie occupied the side opposite, so that without the microphone between them they might be kissing. As it was, their bodies would bump together as the California girl leaned in.

"Well, Miss Thinks-She-Can-Trash-Talk, if I'm going shopping, I better look for a new pair of boots."

She cleared her throat, then sucked in a deep breath, before:

"'CAUSE

I'M

PUTTING

A

BOOT

IN

YOUR

ASS

TONIGHT!"

As loud as Shae had been, Maddie was confident she had been louder. She brought a hand up and gave Shae a challenging little push on the shoulder with one hand. The other hand would grab onto the microphone, interlocking fingers with Shae, as if they were going to have a tug-of-war over it for the right to rain more trash talk down upon the other.

"I kinda wish I could see the butt I'm gonna kick, though. You don't have, like, a thong under there that you could strip to, huh? Wouldn't it be fun if we were both in thongs?"

Shae had no idea what came over her to speak like that. It wasn't even proper trash talking, it was closer to utter nonsense. However, the more she spoke, the more her anxiety subsided. By the end of it, Shae couldn't even stop herself if she tried.

Gulping, Maddie had gotten right up in her face and decided to fire back. Shae heard Maddie's little story and couldn't help but giggle. However, it wasn't long before the two were close to wrestling over the microphone. Their breasts crashing and crushing against eachother like opposing tidal waves.

Hearing her loud retort made her stagger at the sheer volume she produced.

"FIRST OF ALL. Sorry, no... I just don't own a pair. It's never been my style, I never really had the confidence." Shae said as she refered to her own dark blue bottoms which had nothing underneath.

"SECOND, You talk tough Maddie Lux but why don't you back it up?" Shae gave Maddie a harder shove in reply to the other obe earlier. "Let's make this a stake match blondie. It's a great deal for me. I get to prove Brunettes, Canadians and me are better all in one match."

"THIRD, you smell really nice and it's really distracting. So get out of my face! Or I'll make you regret it!" Shae said as a flush of red entered her cheeks and despite her words brought their foreheads together.

"We'll see which one of us is going to make history here and which one of us is going to be nothing but a stepping stone. I can't wait to plant my boot right between your boobies and claim you in the name of Canada~ That way when I beat your ass a second time I'll put you in the hospital for free eh!"

Maddie thrust herself forward and her breasts smacked into Shae's, and then Shae thrust back when she began talking again, her tits launching a return volley which battered Maddie's. The Californian orbs weathered the storm, of course, and as soon as she had the opportunity to speak again Maddie would push her chest out and slam boobs-first into Shae, her belly pressing into the Canadian, as well, as Maddie would try to jostle her and get a better grip on their shared microphone!

"WELL THEN. I kinda want to just do the match naked, then, 'cause I seriously wanna see dat ass!" Maddie would say, opening her mouth wide enough to almost swallow the microphone, tugging it towards herself as she spoke, trying to assert her claim over it and crowd out her new foe.

"But now, it sounds like you're making this PERSONAL. So I'll be happy to kick your ass for blondes, for Americans, and just because I am SOOOOOOOOOOO much better!" Maddie would chuckle and bring her hand up, not to shove Shae now, but to flick her nose, just trying to annoy her! "You want a stakes match? What kind of stakes? Loser gets her inferior-colored hair shaved off? Loser has to move to the winner's country? Or maybe loser just does a naked loser dance and kisses the winner's butt?"

Shae had asked Maddie to get out of her face, and then pushed harder into her, forehead to forehead. Maddie's face got a little bit hotter, though she didn't blush like Shae did. She didn't embarrass easily. "And you smell nice, too. Like cookies, or something. Like...I dunno. But a couple more things. One, you probably don't know this, but I am, like, the best, so the only boobies getting stepped on will be yours when I use you as a welcome mat at the door of AFW greatness."

"And next..." She cleared her throat.

"I can YELL—

—LOUDER—

—THAN YOU!"

Shae had thought she might have over done it with the trashtalking. However, seeing Maddie take it to a new level made her both at ease and a little off balance. Maddie was extremely competitive that much she could see. Shae was a little embarassed at Maddie's bold statement about wanting to see her ass. However, her meekness dissapeared as soon as Maddie flicked her. Her face changed to one of annoyance as she bared her teeth in anger. Normally, Maddie's words would have scared her but Shae was too in the moment to let reason get in the way. She wrestled Maddie for some control of the mic back. With their bodies bashing and pressing against one another, it was a bit of an awkward affair.

"Fine. Loser gets humiliated after the match as the winner sees fit." Shae said with more confidence then she felt.

She winced at Maddie's screaming into the microphone.

"That's nice leave it to the blonde to be the loud mouth but anthing you can do I can do better, I can do anything better than you~" Shae said with a musical tune before shoving her finger in Maddie's chest.

With that, she pulled hard on the mic trying to wrestle it out of Maddie's clutches as they were face to face.

"You know why?"

"Because..."

"I OWN you."

With that said through her teeth, Shae would suddenly let go. The brunette would stick her foot out and tried to trip the blonde and send her reeling backward.

"Pffft, yeah, after the match," Maddie repeated, her voice dripping with sarcasm. Sure, she would have fun humiliating Shae after the match, but why not get naked during, too? That flick to Shae's face seemed to have reignited her fire, getting rid of that hesitant look which Maddie thought had briefly flashed across the Canadian girl's face. Good. Maddie loved to win, but she hated to win over pushovers, and it seemed to her that Shae was going to make good on her trash talk and do her absolute best, losing to Maddie in the most thrilling possible way!

The brunette girl was making quite a show of it, too, singing at Maddie that she was going to outdo her and poking her in her chest! Maddie's face scrunched up in annoyance, though it would pretty quickly get an extra layer of smug smirkiness as she tugged hard on the microphone in response to Shae's pulling, their battle over that device reaching a level of intensity which was incredible for mere pre-match trash talk. "I still don't see any proof of what you're saying, Shae-Bae. Just try to outdo me in anything!"

Maddie yanked on the mic hard. And Shae, suddenly, would just let go. Maddie had to admit she hadn't been expecting that. Her arm jerked backwards, and she went tumbling down to the canvas, turning head over heels after being tripped up like that! The mic went rolling, too, a loud noise like a peel of thunder echoing through the arena as it traversed the ring! Thankfully, before it rolled off the apron and hit the floor, the referee girl caught up to it and turned it off.

Maddie, a wicked, intense, excited look on her face, immediately turned over onto her hands and knees! "Oh, you are MINE!" she yelled, as she launched herself at Shae's lower legs, trying to take them out from under her and tackle her down onto the canvas!

Shae felt that irritating doubt surge within her again. Maddie was prepared to humiliate her during the match. Well, it was implied by her but the worst thing she could come up with was maybe a victory pose or two... OR... She could get her to sing the national anthem in French. Shae was a little out of her depth but that were submarines were made right? Shae Valentine wouldn't let fear, doubt or embarassment defeat her. Therefore, she wasn't going to let miss blondie do her in either.

Shae actually smiled at Maddie's nickname and snickered at it. The brunette laughed even harder when the blonde tumbled to the ring canvas.

"The proof is in the pudding sugar." Shae said with a wink and a puckering of the lips.

"Prove it~" She said as Maddie ran straight at her. However, Shae shifted into a solid stance, lowered her hips and stuffed Maddie's takedown attempt. With a grunt, the Canadian stumbled a step as their bodies clashed. She would try to get her arms underneath Maddie's and force her to stand up taller. Face to face, she would try to lock up with her blonde opponent just as the bell chimed to start the match.

Maddie got a little too involved in contests, and that could occasionally work to her disadvantage if her opponent decided they were not as invested in seeing them through. Maddie was going to keep tugging on that microphone until the heat death of the universe if she had to. Shae looked at it a little differently, as did most girls, and Maddie launched herself backwards when Shae let go, tumbling down onto her butt, rolling across the canvas with the mic getting tossed off to the side, Technically, she was still the one who had control of it in the end, so it was still a victory.

Now, she just had to focus on kicking Shae's ass. She launched herself forward, trying to just take Shae out underneath her knees, but the brunette girl was able to keep herself upright, somehow, anchoring her legs on the ring surface and dragging Maddie upwards from her original position, on her knees, back up onto her feet!

Well, once her tackle attempt had been snuffed out, Maddie might as well get up onto her feet. The Californian would push herself upwards, steadying herself and grabbing onto Shae's shoulders as the bell rang to start the match. Maddie would abruptly shove forward as hard as she could, bonking foreheads with the Canadian again as she tried to put all of her energy into throwing her new foe backwards!

"Ha, you'd better be ready for this!"