Heavy Weight Championship (Mini Story)

"Tonight, Women's World Wide Wrestling is proud to present to you the Heavy Weight Championship match! In one corner is the undefeated heavy weight champ and the biggest name in wrestling today, give it up for the great Excesa!"

The announcer pointed towards a ginormous woman entering the ring. Her face was covered in a brightly colored luchador mask that was custom made to cover her many chins and she wore a bright pink and blue leotard that barely contained her huge bust and wedged up her massive buttocks. Since of most her asscheeks were bare as a result of her costume constantly riding up, Excesa decide to make use the space and tattoo dozens of tally marks on her exposed backside to show off how many matches she's won.

"In the other corner is her challenger! The undefeated rookie with muscles that would put Hercules to shame. I give you, Warqueen!"

The announcer pointed towards a large, musclebound woman dressed in a blood red leotard who's face was decorated in warpaint.

Warqueen had been waiting for this day all season. In her opinion, Excesa's shameless obesity was a mark of embarrassment upon the 4W League. Tonight would be the night she would defeat this fat clown and take back wrestling for true athletes!

The starting bell rang and the match began with Warqueen charging and tackling the champ with all her might, hoping to force her to fall over, only for her larger opponent to belly bump her so hard she flew across the ring and into one of the posts. Before she had a chance to react, Excesa rushed over to her with shocking speed, turned around and shoved her large behind onto her face and torso, trapping Warqueen between the pole and her musky butt crack.

"Oooh, an extended stinkface from the champ!"

After half a minute of rubbing her backside against her humiliated opponent, Excesa pulled back from the dazed Warqueen and launched herself far into the air with her powerful legs.

"Excesa is already going for her finishing move, the Soft Meteor! Is this match going to end as soon as it started?!"  

The last thing Warqueen saw before she was KO'd was two soft, tanned moons descending on her, with the knowledge that her first defeat would soon be marked on them.