Bunny Bomber VS Pantera: Baddest Girl in the Room

Pantera was eager for tonight's match up as she walked through the hallway. The masked luchadora was scheduled to face the Bunny Bomber. The rabbit looked like a good old' fashioned playboy bunny, sadly this wasn't a hentai match, so no hanky panky for her. She was already wearing her jungle print ring gear, which included her panther mask, bands, micro bikini, and thong, now she just needed to make her big entrance. Pantera always got looks when she was walking through the halls. She was fine with it though. After all, it just meant people liked what they saw. So the jungle cat would make her way to gorilla position while stretching her arms a bit as she walked.

Pantera's Appearance :

Pantera's Theme would play as sparks fell from entrance above the masked woman. Pantera would then make her way to the ramp as she smiled and waved to the cheering fans. Once there, the ebony goddess would pose briefly while shaking her butt. Then she'd walk down the ramp and strut down towards the ring as if she owned the place. Pantera looked like she had all the confidence in the world, but all the fans cared about was her hot body as she climbed up and onto the ring apron.

Pantera would even shake her ass as she was half way between the ropes. Then, when she was all the way through, the jungle cat would go straight to her corner and lay across the top of it. One arm kept her head up while the other hung in the air. Asha looked just like a panther laying on a tree branch as she waited for Bunny to show up. She'd heard that the woman was a bitch, but Pantera believed she could handle her. After all, she'd gone through some sadistic bitches back in Mexico. This 'Baaaadass' Bunny would be no different.

It didn't take long for Pantera to reach the ring for her entrance to fade out, and the lights of AFW's arena to dim. Just like when she had cut her promo a week before, the entrance theme of Bunny Bomber began to echo throughout the arena, as the lights began to dim and finally go dark. A pair of twin spotlights flashed on, dancing over the audience in time with the music, and eventually they converged together atop the entrance ramp, revealing none other than...

Spoiler:

...Bunny herself, smirking as she blew a mocking kiss towards the audience.

She began to head down the ramp, head held high as she stared towards the shadow-clad woman waiting for her in the ring. The spotlights followed the proud bunnygirl, keeping her illuminated while the rest of the arena laid in darkness, exactly as Bunny wanted them to be. This was her show, and she wanted all eyes on her as she made her grand entrance.

When she finally reached the ring, Bunny ascended the steel steps at ringside, climbing in and heading to her corner, the lights slowly turning back on and her music beginning to fade as she took position across the ring from her opponent. Now that things were lit up again, the former model took the time to look over her opponent, sizing her up as she adjusted her gloves, mentally preparing herself for what lies ahead. The masked luchadora was taller, that was for sure, and seemed heavier than Bunny, but she wasn’t worried. She had dealt with larger women before; it fact, it had almost became something of a gimmick with her in her earlier time in the AFW, taking down bigger girls than herself. Pantera would be no different, she decided, beginning a few light and easy stretches to stay limber. She would fall like everyone else.

That outfit though, Bunny thought to herself as she waited for the bell to ring. Girl needs to learn to leave something to the imagination...

Pantera watched as Bunny Bomber came out with her own grand entrance. It was impressive, in fact, the woman wondered if she could get herself and Reina a pair of spotlights. So as the pinkette would enter the ring and start doing stretches, Pantera would notice she was being looked over. The woman might not have been admiring the goddess's body, but she was definitely sizing Asha up.

So Pantera would get herself down from her spot on the top turnbuckle and do a few stretches herself. She wanted to limber up just as much as the bunny just to be safe. The jungle cat would do this by lifting her leg and stretching it on the top turnbuckle. Needless to say this gave the fans, and Bunny, a good look at her ass. Then, after switching legs, Pantera would turn to face her opponent before walking forward to meet in the middle of the ring.

"Heyo, chica~ You ready to tussle with me?~" the jungle cat asked in a flirty tone. Pantera was trying to throw the pinkette off her game, but she had a feeling seduction might not work. Still it was worth a shot. So after bouncing on her feet like a boxer to limber up one last time, the ebony goddess would raise her hands in preparation for the bell.

Bunny followed Pantera's movements, watching her body as it stretched and moved, taking the ebony luchadora in as she waited for the bell to ring. She was definitely a showy one, that was for sure, but Bunny wasn't going to take chances and underestimate her. Not tonight, not during her big return to the AFW.

She bounced up and down a bit, then stepped towards the center of the ring, raising her own hands into the air as she approached Pantera. "Born ready, kitty cat. I just hope you're ready to get down on your back..."

Ding ding ding.

At the sound of the bell, the woman called Bomber followed her namesake and exploded into action. She lunged straight towards Pantera (perhaps a bit recklessly) and raised up her knee, aiming her rabbit-faced knee pad straight for the taller woman's stomach. She was trying to hit her hard and hit her fast with a stiff knee strike to the gut, trying to pick up the early advantage in their match!

With both women readying themselves for the match to begin, Pantera smiled as she listened to Bunny Bomber's taunt. The pinkette was a feisty one, that was for sure. Her opponent's fire only made her more eager to fight, though. "Hehe~ I'm glad you're ready, bun bun~ I'd love to be on my back for you...but I wanna win, tonight!" the jungle cat teased before the bell rang and the match got underway.

That was when Bomber dove into action as she immediately went for a knee strike to Pantera's firm abs. Despite her above average size, though, the masked woman was also light on her feet. And she'd prove it by swinging around the bunnies' waist and going for a waist lock from behind the cotton tailed pinkette. "Naughty girl!~" Pantera teased as her breasts pressed against the bunnies' back. If given enough time, the jungle cat would try to go for a German Suplex!

Bunny's eyes went wide as Pantera dodged away from her knee, slipping behind her and snatching her up from behind. For a brief moment she looked shocked, but then put her smirk back on, wiggling backwards against Pantera's generous bosom rubbing against her.

"Naughtier than you think!" Bunny answered back, lifting an arm to try jabbing it backwards towards her larger opponent. She tried to ram it back against the luchadora, the bunnygirl trying to stall her from lifting her off of her feet for the suplex, hoping she could hit her a couple times and find a way to slip free!

Pantera enjoyed feeling the Bunny struggling and wiggling against her breasts. In fact, she enjoyed it so much that the woman waited too long to go for the suplex. By the time she was ready, the pinkette was throwing her elbow back and hitting the ebony goddess repeatedly. Pantera knew she needed to recover so she'd shove Bunny away before crouching like a real jungle cat.

"Mmmnn~ I don't mind if you're naughty...I'm a pretty bad kitty cat myself~" the woman would purr while moving around slowly on all fours like a hunting cat. Pantera would then make her move as she shot up onto her feet and tried to lock up with the pinkette. Asha wanted to try overpowering the bunny since she was the bigger woman. Pantera would still be cautious, though, since the cotton tailed badass was proving to be resourceful so far.

Bunny winced, as Pantera lunged into her, the pinkette throwing up her arms just in time to catch the lock-up. She planted her boots against the mat, starting to strain as she pushed back against the larger woman, trying to hold her ground.

Bunny was strong, stronger than she looked and more than most people gave her credit for, but she couldn’t deny Pantera was physically the better of the two. Her size and her strength gave her the obvious advantage, a bead of sweat rolling down the side of Bunny’s face as she struggled to hold her ground against the ebony goddess.

“Heh...n-not bad...” Bunny remarked through clenched teeth, feeling herself starting to slip. She was forced one step back, and then another, caught in the panther’s trap, desperately shoving and pushing back in an attempt to stop Pantera’s advance.

Pantera smiled as she and Bunny struggled in the lock up. The pinkette was a surprisingly strong women, but Asha still had the advantage as she slowly forced her opponent back. Sweat was beginning to form on the jungle cat as well, but that only made her look hotter as she began to look even more exotic. "Mmm~ Was that...a compliment? Maybe you're not as bad as you let on, bun bun~..." the luchadora teased as she continued to overpower the pinkette.

However, just as Pantera was about two steps away from forcing The bunny bomber against the ropes, she would suddenly stop her advances, and instead go backwards. The ebony goddess would only keep a grip on her opponent's arm before she tried to use the woman's own power against her with a surprise Irish Whip! Pantera was hoping to send the cotton tailed rabbit's towards the ropes to be bounced back for a hard lariat. It was a classic wrestling sequence, but Asha believed that it was perfect for dealing with the Bunny Bomber.

“Wah!”

Bunny went flying, launched across the full length of the ring by Pantera. With no control over her own movements, she struck the opposite ropes, leaning against them for just a split second before bouncing back across the ring towards Pantera...and right into her waiting lariat!

“WAH!”

When the luchadora’s arm struck against Bunny’s chest, the former model was knocked right off of her feet. She seemed to lie there in midair for a moment, looking helpless for a second before collapasing to the mat before the larger woman.

With heavy breath and a heaving chest, Bunny just laid there, feeling like all the wind had been knocked right out of her. For the moment, Pantera had left her stunned, flat on her back looking up towards the lights of the arena.