Tasty challenge - Phe Phe vs Andy

Andy blinked in confusion at Phe's renewed sneezing. Maybe it was all due to the whipped cream? In any case, your puppy-like expression was simply irresistible to the young wrestler. 'Heh.. sneezing like that might not be the sexiest thing, but she's looking incredibly cute right now', he thought to himself as he reached at the side of the ring for a towel.

"Here..", he offers with a reassuring smile, handing you the towel as if it was a large handkerchief. "Also... i wonder if you're allergic to whipped cream after all... we might always move the match to a normal ring in that case". With that, he brings a cream-covered finger near to your lips: "H-Heh, so... shall we do a test?", he asks with a blushing smile.

"Well...okay....." " title="Embarrassed" />

Phe tries her best to look harmless as she complies with your little 'test'. Then, out of completey nowhere, from the depths of her cunning and mischevious mind, she'd attempt to push Andy down to the mat, making them both fall into the thick, white pool in a gooey splat!
If her flimsey attempts would work, her body scissors would then clench tightly to ensure that all Andy could do was squirm, but without the chance of escape.

"Gotcha!" " title="Twisted Evil" />

Phe's sudden change of attitude caught Andy totally by surprise, allowing her to trap him in her bodyscissors.

"Unhhh... l-looks like you're not allergic.. ngrr.... after all", he groaned, while her inner thighs muscles would compress his body.

Phe could feel Andy's flexing abs inbetween her thighs as her prisoner started struggling, but all the whipped cream covering the ring and their bodies would work against him, having him writhe uneffecively in her strong sensual vice, his hands sliding along her slippery skin as he tried to pry them apart. "D-Damn..."

"Allergic? Only thing I'm allergic to are CHEAPSTAKES!!!"

Phe puts an added once of strength in her coiling legs' crushing power.

"I really hope you're not cheap, Andy...right? You will... [size=150:1gbff13f]buy .... [size=150:1gbff13f]me .... [size=200:1gbff13f]DINNER!

Phe's legs turn into iron braids of steel on her last word.

"C-Course i'm not.... ungh... but for now...unhh... i'll better just focus on getting out of your.. s-scissors...Unhhhh....!!". With each word pronounced and with each strenghtening squeeze of her thighs muscles, Phe's scissors would force a groan out of Andy's lungs, pressing the air out of him.

When she growled the word "dinner" and squeezed harder, he could not help but think of a sexy hungry pythoness coiling around... 'ugh... her prey', he thought with a deep blush, trying at least to rise up to a sitting stance in order to give her a less comfortable position to squeeze. Though, it seemed to be easier said than done.

Phe's eyebrows twirl in a sudden confusion at the look on your face. It definatly doesn't look like a face of someone who should be scared for thier own life.

"I hope it's food you're thinking about right now....MY food, that is"

She warns. She would stay like this for a while longer, but it looked like you were really trying to get up. Phe grits her teeth in protest, but it seemed like your upper body strength was proving too much even for her toned legs.

"I see you're not in the mood of getting your intenstines squeezed out of you, aren't you?"

If you gave her a chance, Phe would uncoil her legs from around you, and attempt to stand up.....

"Oh shi-!"

but thanks to the canvas being smothered in cream, she slipped and fell on her face.

To Andy's good luck, Phe was flustrated and released him just while his abs were starting to give to her lethal coils.

The young wrestler panted heavily for a few seconds, catching his breathing before he realized Phe's 'incident' gave him a chance.

"Gasp.... t-that was close... my turn now". With that, andy tried to pick up his sexy opponent. If she could not stop him he would then trap Phe into a standing fullnelson, which would cause their whippedcream-stained bodies to rub against each other's while he started to apply pressure.

Oh, the whipped cream......

Whipped cream all over her face...all in her nose....smudged between her lips....splattered all over her eyes...

Ugh, the embarrassment.

Phe's cream-smothered eyes were winced shut, so she couldn't see much of anything past her eyelids. However, she could feel that you've become more intimate with her personal space than ever before.
Her slender arms had suddenly lost thier power to move, and in the place of her perdicament, her round behind struck up an acquaintence with your firm pelvis.

"Nnnrrhhh...Hey, quit it!"

Phe looked helpless, and not to mention like a goofball with the whipped cream still all over her face. Only problem was that Phe wasn't laughing at all.
Every little feeble twist she made for her escape did nothing but cause her behind to 'bump' against your groin.

Andy was trying his best not to get distracted by Phe's struggles, as she kept bumping her hips against him.

Though he tried to lock her tighter into his fullnelson, this was his first whipped cream match, and he was going to learn 2 lessons about this kind of matches:
1) Whipped-cream makes a struggling body very slippery.
2) Staying focused while a whipped-cream covered butt is bumping into your groin is virtually impossible.

Gasping in embarassed arousal, he unwittingly loosened the grip for both these reasons, thus giving Phe her chance.

Letting her go was going to be the biggest mistake you'll ever make. Phe'll sure of that.....as soon as she gains control over her balance first. " title="Mad" />

"Now, I'll get you...you....cheap...no money-having, los....whoops!"

Beyond her control, Phe finds herself gliding across the slippery canvas. She could've fallen on her ass this time, if it weren't for her grabbing the ropes desperatly.

"Andy...you will....*pant*...pay for my *pant*...dinner!"

Even underneath Phe's threatening words, from the sound of Phe's pants, just keeping a strong foothold in the ring was tiring enough for her.

Feeling confident, Phe takes one step foward while still holding onto the ropes. A small chunk of cream that had already been gathering in her cleavage dripped into the bigger pool below in a small 'plop'.

"Alright, Andy...prepare to empty your wallet!"

Phe was going to take another brave step towards you....but as much as she's been trying to hide it, it just couldn't be helped:

This wedgie is killing her!

"Ugh, hold on!"

One hand held up to stop you from coming closer, Phe reaches behind the back flap of her underwear and runs a finger along it's edges. However, while she tries to yank out that annoying piece of fabric lodged up inside of her, she couldn't help but feel a familliar thickness squishing about in her panties. When it finally came to her brain what that certain feeling was...her brown eyes narrow at yours suspiciously.

"Oh no.... great Andy...now you've got whipped cream all in my ASS!"