Bitch Slap Bed Wrestling Match: Rachael vs. Kelly

Victory Conditions:
Hentai Pinfall or Hentai Submission
Special Catfight rules: Bitch slaps, light hair pulling, wedgies, chocking with clothes/pillow up to the count of 3 allowed

Kelly Flowers, the internet porn sensation, entered the red flavored and with softened walls and floor fitted room with her usual good mood, while *Dale Oliver's - Angel on my shoulder* was playing. The blue haired Canadian had so much arrived in the league that she was now more of a curious promiscuous wrestler than of a wannabe singer. Not that she had buried this dream, but witnessing how everyone had success here had brought her to the conclusion that she would better do a *Rock* instead of jumping to her singing career immediately some time ago, and the impression had stuck with her.

She waved happily into the camera and paused for a moment to strike a pose for her fans.
"Hey, Flowers Fans! This is Kelly! Missed me?"
Actually, Kelly felt herself pretty big in the IWC, receiving 10/10 points, 5 of 5 Lawlers or any other measures of compliments for her nude or seminude photo shoots. But for now, she had a nice looking set of lingerie on, a short panty and a matching short bra which went with the same colors as her hair did.
"Tell you what, I am so excited! My opponent is a new girl and everyone says she is beautiful. Who it is? I can't tell you. Please be kind to her, ok?"
And indeed, Kelly was absolutely thrilled to meet her new opponent. So thrilled that she was lightly jumping on the same spot in anticipation. She had not really thought that a kawaii could be mean and this bitch slap thing was only a selling point for the match.

Rachael strode down the hall towards the appointed location for her latest match, her simply massive and self proclaimed perfect breasts bouncing with every step she took despite the black lace bra she had on doing its best to contain her mounds. Matching panties and stockings which ran up to her thighs completed the outfit if one could call such few pieces of clothing an outfit. The woman absent mindedly ran her fingers through her long and wavy crimson hair, twisting her finger to wrap some of her hair around it as she came up to the room and its wide open door. She could hear the voice of another girl just inside the room and decided to wait for a moment and listen in, feeling in the back of her mind that she had heard that voice somewhere before.

It finally dawned on her just where she knew that voice from when she heard the name Kelly Flowers, her eyes lighting up as she had used the girl for one of her porn movies sometime ago. Remembering back to that shoot Rachael recalled it had just been the two of them, but Kelly had been there just for the red head to show off her various tit smothering holds. Sure they had gotten to your traditional porn material later on but all she really remembered was the green haired girl's face buried in her breasts.

Adjusting her bra one last time Rachael stepped around the corner and stepped into the room, a bright smile on her lips as her eyes fell upon the cute girl she was here to enjoy, quickly walking across the room to stand between Kelly and the camera. Looking into the lens she blocked out Kelly entirely as she displayed her breasts to all those watching from home. "Don't worry folks, the real reason you all paid to see this match is here, along with her friends." Rachael jiggled her tits as she said the word friends before stepping back so the camera could see both women. "You remember me, right Kelly?"

Kelly was excited when the door went open to give a look at her opponent. She was still in a good mood when she saw just the body, a rather massive-chest girl would be a premiere in AFW for her, although she already filmed a porn with a girl that served some of the boob fantasies. Not her best work, but a dollar was a dollar.

Her mood dropped considerably when she saw who entered the room, her jaw dropped. Rachael Tousen! The director and movie star of the porn movie she had taken place in as the normal sized bust girl that got dominated easily.
"...You got to be kidding me. Rachael Tousen..."
She muttered, angry glancing at the referee who just could shrug her shoulders.

And she did it again, the walking milk dud wanted to shine on the expense of everyone else by stepping into the spotlight and block everyone else out. But not this time!
"Bitch please. If people wanted to see cow udders, they would visit the farms outside."
She mumbled in her unavailable beard, still professional enough to not speak out loud to not piss of customers who liked these kind of tits. But when the girl addressed her, Kelly could not hold back anymore, flipping her hand before putting it at a hip to mock the busty girl posse.
"I guess so, Rachael. But you know, you could never be sure if it was you or any other of your talentless hacks at your setting."
She bitched back with a smirk on her face.

Rachael almost burst into laughter the moment she caught sight of Kelly's jaw hitting the floor when she caught of her, the green haired girl mumbling something to herself which she figured had to be directed at her. At least it was quite obvious the girl remembered her, but then how could anyone ever forget the first time they glimpsed perfection? Putting on her little show for the fans at home Rachael seemed to have touched a nerve, but so did Kelly as she insulted Rachael's tits, her eyesight going red as she heard the words "cow udders."

She spun around in a hurry with fury in her teal eyes, glaring at Kelly for a moment before she resumed smirking while crossing her arms beneath her breasts just to further impress upon Kelly how tiny her own really were. "Oh I'm sorry, did you say something Kelly? I have this habit of not being able to hear someone with tits that pathetic." Rachael shot back as she reached out to jab Kelly hard in her right breast with a single finger. She usually ignored opponents if they weren't at least a D cup, but for Kelly she would make an exception as she wanted to humiliate this girl now.

"You know maybe it wasn't you, the girl I'm thinking of spent so much time buried in my tits I never really got a good look at her face."

The Canadian made a displeased face. Rachael was really giving her best to make her look stupid again, but not this time!
"A habit? Now you're simply lying. Probably all that silicone and botox in your lips and tits that block your hearing when it tickles out of your ears."

But thinking closer about it, this could be a very good day for Kelly. Therefore she turned to smile in anticipation for the things to come, even when Rachael jabbed her with a finger, driving her dislike of the girl to even further heights.
"This is not your show where I have to lie down for you and your cow udder concubines, Rachael. This is AFW, and I'll just love to teach you a lesson!"
Rachael had opened the hostilities, but Kelly now attempted to draw first blood with a first bitch slap.

Rachael's right eye twitched as the silly little girl was trying to get under her skin, admittedly doing a good job as she actually accused her of being fake. The very notion of that was insulting to the proud American whose lips curled upward into a rather wicked grin as she found a reply. "Now look at whose nose is growing Kelly, though to be fair yours was always fairly long wasn't it? Jealousy doesn't become you my dear Kelly."

It was a curious thing but Kelly suddenly began to smile, even the little shove of her breast didn't shake that stupid grin from her face. As Kelly started to ramble on again it all became clear, she actually thought she stood a chance at winning this match of theirs. It was ridiculous that she could even hope to have a shot against her, with those tiny bites she called breasts the woman wouldn't even be able to get Rachael's blood pumping. She was going to bury that green haired slut in her breasts and then drag her outside naked so that passerby could enjoy seeing Kelly humiliated. "Call these udders one more.."

Her voice cut off as Kelly slapped Rachael right across her face, a solid hit that she could already feel leaving behind a red hand print on her flawless face. Her smile now gone completely Rachael turned her head back to stare right at the bitch before she lunged right at her, the woman's hands reaching for Kelly's hair to throw her to the ground.

"Udders, udders, udders! What's the baby gonna do against it? What's it gonna do? Na na na na na na..."
Kelly was floating in a cloud of gleeful insulting and mocking when Rachael indeed surprised her while she lunged at her.

"WAAH!"
She gave out, showing a grimace of pain when her hair was pulled and she went down with Rachael. Luckily, the floor was soft and warm and did not really hurt when you were pushed on it. To get a little revenge on the monster tit, she dug her fingers into the breasts of her opponent while attempting to keep them at bay to avoid getting smothered from the start, pressing hard at them. Rachael loved her bust, and up to date, other girls had probably handled her like a raw egg. But these days were over if Kelly had a say in that matter!
"You're a one trick cow, Rachael! A Daddy's girl!"

Kelly wasn't helping herself out any by continuing to fling insults at Rachael, the word "udders" echoing through her head as she tore at the woman's green hair. She felt a brief moment of sweet satisfaction as she hurled Kelly to the ground, pouncing on top of her to mount the woman's waist, forgetting in that moment that this was supposed to be a soft style match. Kelly was thinking along similar terms it seemed as Rachael let out a pained yell as her breasts came under attack, wincing as Kelly dug her nails into Rachael's soft mounds but she pushed on trying to press her breasts against the woman's face.

"Shut up you little bitch! I'm gonna break a little girl like you in half like a twig!" Rachael screamed back at Kelly as her right hand rose up, swinging it down hard for a loud slap right across the woman's face for a little revenge from earlier. Her other hand would snake down to grope Kelly's left breast to give it a hard squeeze. "Can you even call these tits?!"

"OW!! LET GO, FAKE UDDER!"
Kelly screamed out when her tit came under attack and twisted her face in pain, but was still mad about encountering her old nemesis again. Rachael had probably really forgotten about her until she had walked through this door, and Kelly also had not thought about her until then, but their meeting here was still sweet to get some revenge. Regardless of the outcome, fake udders would not get away easy this time cause daddy was rich.

"Nah! Tits, tits, tis! That's all what's in your mind."
And that was a fact she wanted to use to her advantage. While she was desperately trying to keep the udders at bay, she also tried to sneak her leg between Rachael's and push her knee into the womanhood of hers.

"I told you to stop saying that!" Rachael screamed down at the flat chested bitch, not even remembering what had made her mad at the girl in the first place as now she only remembered Kelly insulting her perfect breasts. Her lips curled upward into a wicked grin as the little porn star's face told her she was in pain, digging her nails deeper into the woman;s small breast before grabbing onto her bra to try and just rip it away for what good it did.

Her mind was focused on impressing upon Kelly just how small and pathetic her own tits were in comparison to her own heavenly orbs, pushing down hard on the girl to smother her when she felt that knee rub up against her pussy. "You little slut, you think you've earned my pussy from this weak performance?!" Rachael let out before biting down on her lower lip to hold back the moan she felt begging to come out, reaching down with her free hand to try and grab the woman's panties and pull them right up into her sex.