Hajna Horvath vs. Bubbles Burste - The Hunted

Match Type: Wild Hunt
Victory Conditions:Match takes place in a forest, no referees or rules.Victory by knocking out an opponent and leaving the forest with them.  Standard POW privileges may be applied..

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Bubbles had to admit - she knew that, when she came to the AFW, she would be getting involved in some unique matches, do some things that were outside of her usual comfort zone. She was cool with that. Heck, she kind of expected it, looked forward to it, wanted it. It was such a nice change of pace from the American leagues and all that tradition and crap. Keep things spicy, mix them up, get wild.

But she had to say, she hadn’t expected her Friction career to take her out to the forest.

She stood with her wife at her side, marveling at the sight before them - a long, wide, expansive lake with Mount Fuji on the other side, reflected in its entirety on the glassy surface. The sun was setting in the horizon, giving the sky above a reddish glow and casting the whole area in eerie shadows, making it seem like a painting, making for a truly majestic scene that only a small few on the planet would ever get to appreciate in person.

Amazing, really. Almost enough to make Bubbles forget she was here to wrestle a sexy vampire.

At least, that was the way Bubbles liked to interpret it. Hajna Horvath had been on her radar for months now, ever since she and Mariah saw the match of her dismantling Mio and gobbling her up like an afternoon snack. Bubbles had to thank the Hungarian for that - it led to one of the hottest nights of sex with her wife she’d had in a good little while, with Mariah even doing her best to mimick the lusty redhead’s accent. But it wasn't quite the same as the real deal. Never could be. But now, finally, she could scratch that itch. Among other things.

She was iffy on a few aspects, though. ”Not sure about this whole forest thing.” Bubbles waved away a mosquito that was getting far too close to her face for comfort. As much as she loved her new wrestling outfit, she was glad to go with something that was a better fit for the forest, rocking her daisy dukes and a buttoned up shirt with the front. It gave the insect population in the area less to chew on. Marginally less. ”I mean, I get the theme, but…”

”You know management, always out to try something new, see what sticks on the wall.” Mariah spoke to Bubbles but kept her focus on the lake, taking a few pictures for her instagram account. ”It’ll be a new experience, right? You’ve never fucked in a forest before.”

”Yeeeeeeeeah, that’s true.” The iffiness was clear in her voice and on her face, but she shrugged it off soon enough. ”So how’s this work? She’ll show up soon?”

Mariah took a step back and looked at her watch, pulling back the sleeve on her black hoodie to get a proper look. ”Should be soon, yeah, almost that time.” She looked up with a slim smile. ”Getting in the mood?”

Bubbles smacked her lips and stretched back, putting her abs on full display. Strange as this setup was, it wouldn’t matter if they were in the Sahara, the Amazon, even Antartica. She’d take on a woman like Hajna anywhere. ”Goddamn right I am.”

Hajna Horvath did not fully understand what was the point here. Sure, Mount Fuji looked nice. Sure, the scenery was stellar. Sure, the sunset was one of the most beautiful she had seen in quite some time.

But how on earth had someone thought that a wrestling match in a lonely, darkening forest after sunset would be a good idea? Sure, a unique one, but how on earth was anyone going to be capable of enjoying the show?

Save for that one camera that she was passing now, as she entered the murky woods. That wasn't going to see very far. Just a few dozen feet further, and there was nothing more to be seen, except that little red light that was...

Oh, right. Another camera. And there was one on the other side too. That began to explain a lot...

And sure, it wasn't like Hajna would have been complaining. In fact, far from it. Save for the fact that a match in a dark, cool and damp forest wasn't the most comfortable idea, this match was basically tailored for her. It was all that the Hungarian Huntress could have ever asked for! Getting to truly live out her gimmick, hunting her prey from the woods, knocking them out and taking them as her prisoner...this night was surely going to be just perfect!

Only one question remained though. Who exactly was going to be her prey tonight?

If they had told her, she had missed it. Besides, most likely it was going to be an irrelevant detail anyway.

Although Hajna also felt like she had missed some instructions as well. No one had told her where exactly she would be meeting her opponent... But on the other hand, it made perfect sense. She was the Huntress after all. All she had to do was to sneak in the shadows, and hunt any poor soul, hopefully a poor and sexy soul, that would wander her way.

And actually, now that she happened to glance to her right, between the trees towards the lake, did she detect some movement? Well, there was only one way to find out, which meant that Hajna headed straight between the bushes, hoping to disguise herself among the tree trunks for a while.

Although it also did mean that she couldn't see very well herself what was going on...if there even was anything there.

Could have been a rabbit.

”Hello!” Bubbles called out, her voice moving through the trees, bouncing around, stirring up a few birds and coming back to her. ”Anyone there! Echo! Echo!”

Bubbles Burste was in the middle of a forest, calling out for her opponent, and being feasted on by mosquitos. This was, officially, the strangest match she had ever been a part of.

In theory, she wasn’t against it - she’d fucked in many places, but a forest? That was new on the list. She was always down for trying out new things, especially when they involved smoking hot redheads with what seemed to be a vampire fetish. She was certain that she and Hajna could have all kinds of fun...but goddamn, she had to find her first.

Thankfully, management didn't seem to want her wandering around forever, and had placed some boundaries, marking on prominent trees that let her know when she was getting too far out from the play area. She knew that her foe was somewhere close, relatively, in her area. But it was a matter of finding her. Of scouting her out first. And-

What was that noise?

Bubbles paused in midstep, stopping beside a nearby tree. She heard something. Steps. Close ones, too. It could’ve been a deer, could’ve been a squirrel - they did have those in Japan, right? But no, that sounded a little too heavy for either of those. Whatever the case, it was fairly close.

Hesitant, she made her way to a nearby clearing, slipping through the foliage and coming out into the open air. The moon was high overhead, lighting up the area - probably not the best move if she was trying to be stealthy. But, then again, she was a six-foot-three half-naked blonde in the middle of a forest. Hiding was never going to be her thing. ”Come ooooooooon.” She looked around and rubbed her neck as she continued into the open area. ”I know you’re around here, babe. Don’t be shy, I know how to play nice!”

Hajna wasn't sure whether there had been movement indeed, or if her imagination was authoritatively taking over by now. There didn't really seem to be anything - but then again, there must have been something, or someone, somewhere in here, or otherwise she was starring right now in a very sick and twisted practical joke.

And then suddenly it became obvious that this indeed wasn't a joke. A figure suddenly moved into a clearing right in front of her, causing the Hungarian Huntress to quickly swerve to the side behind a particularly large tree trunk. Peeking from behind it she tried to get a sense of what she was seeing, as she was fairly confident that the other figure had not detected her yet.

That fair confidence was soon proven accurate as the woman started shouting in a frustrated, almost childish manner. Apparently she had no idea what it meant to hunt.

Fair enough though, this woman was clearly a wrestler. And she clearly wanted to already engage in a battle. She even promised to play nice.

How cute. Luckily, Hajna knew how not to play nice. That was kinda essential skill for a huntress.

The Hungarian knew that she had the advantage here. She knew she had the chance for a surprise attack. There was just one problem though.

Her prey tonight was HUGE.

Sure, hunters and huntresses were always fighting for the biggest catch. Conquering those always reaped the best rewards. She wasn't complaining. But still... What she was seeing now was just so different from what the redhead had been expecting. She had assumed to find some small, meek, timid girl from this dark forest that she could easily play with - not sure exactly why - but her expectations had definitely been off. Instead, it looked like tonight she was in for a real, hard battle...battle for life and death between the hunter and the prey. And based on what Hajna was seeing in front of her in the clearing, she couldn't be certain on how that battle would turn out.

In any case, she needed to be smart here. She needed to leverage any advantage that she could get. And the first obvious step would be to surprise her giant prey.

Trying to give as little warning as possible, the Hungarian Huntress decided to reveal herself by suddenly charging towards her prey's side, and immediately strike her with a stiff kick to her midsection!

Moments like this reminded Bubbles of how much she hated playing Hide and Seek as a kid. She could never quite get the hang of it. When she was seeking, she’d get bored fast with it, never could figure out the best spots, and would sometimes just give up after a few minutes, which often ticked off the kids in her neighborhood. When she was hiding...well, there was no point in Bubbles life where she was ‘average sized’, so finding good places to shack up was difficult for her stature.

This was like that. A game of walking around, looking in the dark, and waiting. The only thing that made it better was that, if she found what she was looking for, she could have a fun, sexy romp in the wood with her opponent, but that assumed she ever found her in the first place. What if they kept missing each other? What if she’d fallen down a ditch or something and knocked herself out?

”Uuuuuugh.” Bubbles groaned and looked up, wiping some sweat off her brow as an owl hooted it up in the distance. A small part of her was starting to wonder if this was some prank - Mariah wouldn’t be the type to pull that on her, but that Maximillian Kingsley guy was all kinds of weird from what she'd heard. If this was some goofball Punked thing…

As it turned out, though, this was the real thing, and Bubbles learned just how real soon enough.

Bubbles wasn’t deaf, she heard the pitter patter of rushing feet at her side, but she wasn’t fast enough to react before her foe closed in. She had just turned about when she took a stiff kick in the side, hitting her like a small wrecking ball, bringing enough force to leave her stumbling back. She might have fall flat on her ass, if not for the tree she backed into. Instead, she dropped down on her knee, looked up, and…

”Oh.” She smacked her lips, smiled, eyes widening at the sight. ”Hey, there.”

Needless to say, Bubbles liked what she saw. Busty? Check. Great body? Check. Redhead? Big check on that one. She was just the right size, and from the way she looked at her, she could tell similar thoughts were swirling around in that pretty head of hers.

Bubbles stood up and leaned forward, arms out and fingers wiggling, a panther ready to pounce. ”Heeeey there.” She licked her lips and started to circle her opponent, not getting too close. Not yet. ”Well, ain’t you the hottest thing. You got a name, sweetheart? Want to know what to call you when you’re on the ground and moaning.”

So, Hajna's attack went exactly according to the plan. She managed to approach her prey from the right angle, surprise her, deliver the kick to her midsection, and get her opponent stumbling backwards and on her knee. That was perfect, and all that the Hungarian Huntress could have asked for, right?

Except that they were in the woods now. And woods had trees. And there was one certain tree right behind Bubbles - exactly on the spot where Hajna should have been now, applying a vicious chokehold around the woman's neck. And unfortunately, trees had no such capabilities.

What Hajna would have really wanted was just to knock her opponent our as fast as possible, and ensure her victorious march out of the woods as the reigning huntress. But instead, she now had to engage in familiarizing with her opponent... How tiring.

Well, at least she could show the giantess that she wasn't here to exchange pleasantries.

But there was just one problem though. While the woman who appeared to be her opponent tonight seemed to be generally nice enough, she did exhibit some characteristics of a real huntress. Such as the way she began circling around the redhead... And combined with her giant, muscular stature, Hajna couldn't help feeling a bit intimidated.

She was going to be firmly out of her comfort zome tonight.

The first sign of that was that Hajna actually engaged in discussion with the woman. "Hajna. Hajna Horvath. The Hungarian Huntress. And it's not going to be me who will be moaning tonight - no one is, since you'll be knocked out soon enough well before that." Maintaining defiance in her voice, the Hungarian wanted to clearly signal her enemy that she wasn't here tonight to get friendly. But still, it could have been useful to know a bit more about her opponent... "But please tell me, who exactly are you then? And why on earth do you think that you could beat me?"

Truthfully, Hajna could think of many reasons why Bubbles was probably very capable of beating her. She just had to not let it happen.

Bubbles was almost too busy chewing her lip and daydreaming to pay much attention to what Hajna was saying, though that sensually seductive and sexy accent was helping quite a bit. The AFW had been good to her when it came to having her pick of the litter, giving her a limitless bevy of beauties to get her hands on, but this? This was new. She could see right away why Mariah had picked this one out of the lineup. She definitely had a seductress look going on, the sort of thing that alway made Bubbles melt below the knees, and she knew how to carry it.

But none of that would matter if they weren’t on the same page when it came to intentions. Were they?

Bubbles kept circling, only taking a quick break when her barefoot scrapped along a random rock on the ground. She could already tell Hajna was the faster one between them, but that wasn’t too big a deal. That was her disadvantage nine times out of ten, she knew how to make it work.

”Yeah, not planning on going to sleep anytime soon. No fun in that.” Bubbles licked her lips and started to close in with her steps, not ready to commit just yet. ”Name’s Bubbles, but you can call me anything you want with that accent. And there are a whole heap of reasons I’m taking you down, little lady. But to start…”

Bubbles could’ve listed those reasons off, but she decided it was better to show than to tell. She planted her feet and took off in a full run at her opponent, coming at her in a bull’s run with wide open arms, a mad attempt to wrap her up tight and bring her in close. She didn’t have much faith in it working, surprise was never her thing, but it was worth a shot.

This just wasn't right.

Hajna was a huntress. A real huntress. Or well, that's just what she wanted everyone to believe, but still. It should have been her, who was circling around her prey.

Instead, now she was the one being circled by a giant. Like, literally a giant. Did giants eat huntresses for breakfast? Hajna didn't know.

And she most certainly did not intend to find out. In some way or another, she just had to find a way to slay the giant. How though? That was a good question... But forests should have provided some good hunting grounds, that was for sure.

Besides, slaying a giant would obviously provide a substantial amount of delicious meat to enjoy. In various ways.

Now she was being called a "little lady" though. Very unusual for Hajna... But there wasn't really time to ruminate on that though, because something else unusual happened next - she was getting attacked.

Hajna gulped, but that was all the hesitation she needed. Even if she was facing a giant, her instincts still prevailed, and when someone was coming at her, she was sure to get out of the way. Especially, as giants weren't the fastest of creatures...

Bubbles had her arms open wide though, which did make getting out of the way a tad more difficult. But not impossible... And if anything, provided good targets to grab on to. Which was exactly what Hajna did.

As Bubbles was blasting by her, the Hungarian redhead tried to grab hold of the blonde's left arm, and swing her body just enough so that the giant's course would get altered straight towards a thick tree. Then she could swiftly rush after her, so that right after Bubbles' body would have gotten smacked against the tree, Hajna's own would crash against her back, with the aim of crushing the giant's body between the two as tightly as possible. If it all went according to the plan, the Hungarian Huntress would get a good chance to take hold of both of her prey's wrists, and pull them tightly across her back.

"Bubbles, huh? Really? Is that even a name?" the redhead could begin her response with some taunting. "What's your surname then? Oh, let me guess... Burst?" the seemingly confident huntress would continue, totally oblivious to the fact how close to the truth her degrading comment had come. "Even balloons would be thicker, miss... But that's not my problem, though. It'll be fun to make you burst... Part at a time!"

After her last words, Hajna would demonstrate the meaning behind her words by ramming her head hard against the taller woman's upper back, in hopes of compressing the giant's breasts as flat as possible against the thick tree trunk.

‘Run forward and attack’.

Though Bubbles was far more skilled as a wrestler than when she started up, she still had many of the old habits she’d come in with when she’d started up and she was fresh off bodybuilding and the only scuffle she’d been in was a scuffle with Timmy Thompson at the prom. She liked to just start fights by charging in hard and overwhelming her opponent with her sheer size, steamrolling them, and that could work some of the time…but it was predictable, and against an opponent who knew what they were doing, it was just begging to be countered.

She’d progressed since then, in no small part thanks to her wife’s coaching, but habits die hard. When she saw a tender morsil before her, just waiting to be ravaged, she couldn't control herself, like a dog with a bloody steak, and this was a prime example. She saw Hajna there, busty and beautiful and blazing, and she just had to move. Had to reach out. Had to have that body against her.

And failed.

Hajna was fast. Damned fast. Agile, too, with good reactions. A lot of woman would’ve faltered and fell back when they saw a 200+ pound horny freight train coming their way, but she instead moved with surprising grace, leaping up and grabbing a stunned Bubbles’ arm as she moved. It all happened so fast, so fluid that, that the Virgin Killer was sketchy on the details. All she really knew was that it ended up with her arms trapped and her chest up against a tree.

It knocked the wind out of her and left her gasping as the huntress spoke, and wouldn’t you know it, Hajna had plenty to stay. Hot, steamy, words that tickled Bubbles ear and left her giggling despite the put-down.

”Great guess, got it in one.” She let out a low, guttural growl and arched her back as the temptress pushed her, grinding her own tits against the bark. ”And I can’t wait to see you try, red.”

Bubbles grunted and pushed back, enough to make some space off the tree. The gap wouldn’t stay open for long, she knew, but it would be enough time for her to bring her foot up, plant it on the wood, and push back with her powerful leg muscles, sending them both hurtling back and away with a mighty shove. She wasn’t sure how they would end up, but the objective was to be on top when it happened, whatever position that might be.

"Sarcasm. That's always a good sign. Although it tends to die down once one's body gets ravaged..."

To Hajna's perception, Bubbles' reply about her name seemed to dismiss her little taunting, letting her have her little pun in there. And as that had went so well, maybe she could play some further mind games while she was at it. "And sure, I can be red... But it won't be me bleeding tonight."

Having Bubbles pressed against a tree did provide Hajna some further opportunity to evaluate her physique - but her brain was actually subconciously advising her against doing so. The elephant in the room, or in this instance, the giant in the forest, was that Bubbles really was big, and obviously very muscular as well. And the instincts of the Hungarian Huntress were telling her that it was of utmost importance to just stay confident, and never, ever get intimidated by one's prey.

No matter if they were a head taller and a half heavier than you...

Besides, getting Bubbles pressed against the trunk like that was instrumental in providing a surge of confidence. See? It was perfectly possible to control a giant...

Then Hajna noticed Bubbles beginning to push her body back. Sure, she was strong... But the redhead pushed back. And succeeded in stopping her advance! Wow... This was maybe going to be more easy and fun for the Huntress than she could have ever envisioned.

"Sorry, you're trapp-...Woah!"

And that was only when Bubbles actually pushed, with all of her leg muscles. And that was way too much for Hajna to handle... At least when surprised by the strength like this. The redhead stumbled a couple of steps backwards before inevitably falling down, her grip on her opponent's arms pulling the giant down with her.

Now, Hajna got to know how it felt like to get truly flattened. The Huntress's back crashed against the ground, and the iron body of Bubbles crashed against her belly and chest. Now it was the redhead who got properly crushed and squeezed... And the sensation was a rather new and shocking one to the huntress. Needless to say, all of the redhead's grips were released, and the Hungarian could only hope that the blonde giant did not plan to keep her imprisoned beneath her body for too long...

Or then, sooner or later, she needed to come up with something. Once her lungs were going to be once again full of air...