suki009:

gothicladyuponthee: Watches you undress with an awed smirk and quickly follows suit, dropping slinky black dress onto the floor. Watches your expression and poses, hips gracefully leaning to the side to model matching black thong and bra set with electric blue trim. “You ready to party?” The crowd cheers as an inflatable pool is filled to the brim with vanilla pudding. All eyes are on the two ‘warriors’ as they size each other up.

suki009: I adjust my knee high socks and trace my curves with my hands. I swiftly tie my hair up into a ponytail, licking my lips at the fact that I’m about to be fighting in a pool filled with pudding. The announcer cried out, “Standing in the red corner weighing in at 145 pounds…We have the undertakerrrr give a warm welcome to Poison Ivee!!” The crowd roared and whistled at the introduction.

gothicladyuponthee: I do the exact opposite, letting my shoulder length, obsidian tresses fall around my face. I bite my lower lip seductively, eyeing the crowd with a knowing look as the Undertaker introduces me. “Weighing in at-” I cover his mouth suddenly, blushing at his flustered expression.”-give it up for Mistress!!!!” 

Suki009: I giggle at my opponents attempt to hush the announcer’s speech, as did the rest of the crowd who oggled my opponent while she wrestled the announcer. I called out, “Hey! Who’s this match against?! Me or the announcer.” My eyes flickered with sheer mockery, voice filled with sarcasm and taunting; my mouth twisting into a mischievous smile. 

I stop what I’m doing and snap my neck over in her direction, a wicked smile gracing my full lips. I walk swiftly up to you until my lips are just barely brushing yours. “Fight me, then. If you’ve got what it takes.”, I whisper, turning on my heel and taking my place inside of the pool. I arch my back and lay my hand against my hip as I wait for the match to begin.