A newbie's sticky welcome-Cally vs. Gum

Cally squeaked as the wind was knocked out of her and she was kicked through the tire. Her rear squished against the edge of the rubber, and the swing spun wildly; disorienting the brunette before she could try to push herself through or out. The crowd erupted-once the swing stopped pitching back and forth the countdown would begin.

Gum jumped back to her feet, surprised that the kick had put Cally through the tire. She looked at the ref, then back to the brunette. wondering if she would be stuck for the full count or not...

Cally kicked and pushed. The big screen zoomed on her panty clad bottom as her skirt waved, her rear squishing against the rubber. The swing was slowing-her only chance was to hold the clock. As the swing moved towards a panting Gum, turning the faux pilot bottom towards the skater, the brunette kicked and flailed. It was a last ditch attempt to hook the girl and drag her along.

As Cally flailed, Gum was struck by one of her kicks. The impact of it was enough to knock the skater backwards onto her ass to the canvas, where she landed with a soft grunt.

She held her stomach in pain, glaring up at Cally as the ref counted for her while she was stuck in the tire.

"One! Two! Three!..."

Cally struggled, her bottom straining against its rubber restrictor. Unngh, come on, she's already won twice! she thought, annoyed that she was losing in such an embarrassing way.

She cursed as she felt her leg kick someone. Damn it, that's not what I wanted to happen! Looking down, under the tire and behind her, she saw Gum on the floor holding her stomach. "Sorry!" she called as the swing turned. Suddenly she heard the ref. "Four! Five! Six!" She panicked, and planted her feet on the tire, trying to push backwards out. Her breasts and shoulder squeezed against the rubber, and each restriction only made her push more franticly. Her skirt bounced and flailed as she pushed back and forth.

Gum started to rise up to her feet, a confident look on her face that she had won, as the ref continued counting.

"Seven! Eight! Nine!"

(Sorry, power outage) Cally flailed in desperation. The pilot outfit's skirt crinkled, her bottom squeezing tightly against the tire's narrow center. "COME ON, GET UNSTUCK!" she cried. But it was in vain.

"Ten!" Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!

The crowd erupted as the bell went off. Cally hung limply from the tire in defeat. From her upside down perspective, she saw the ref help Gum to her feet and then raise her arm in the air. The jumbo screens alternated between closeups of Gum's face and Cally's rear, the tousled skirt allowing her white panties to peek out. She watched the ref and Gum walk over to her. As the tire slowly spun around towards them, the brunnette looked up to her opponent. "Hey, great fight. Congrats." she gasped, breathing heavy but smiling warmly. She looked at her tire-ed out body in it's predicament, then back to Gum. "Erm...Could you, uh, give me a hand?" she asked, embarrassed.

When the sound of the bell rang out, a wide grin crossed Gum's face. That sound marked her third match since joining the AFW, and not only that, but her third win in a row. She threw a victorious fist into the air as the crowd began to cheer for her, the blonde taking a few moments to stride around the ring in victory, circling the swinging tire carefully.

Finally she turned towards Cally as she heard the girl's voice. "Heh, thanks," she answered the brunette, stepping around behind her, to the opposite side of the tire. "Sure, I can give you a hand!"

With that, she reached down, grabbing Cally by each of her legs, giving the girl a sudden backwards jerk in hopes of yanking her right back out of the tire.

Cally yelped at the tug, as the swing pitched backwards. Suddenly the rope pulled taught, and her body jerked out. The brunette grunted as she landed on something soft. Looking down, she saw a pair of slender, but power legs. It was then Cally realized she had fallen top of the one who had helped her. "Eep!" The faux pilot cried, and quickly rolled to right. "Sorry!" She blushed, hoping Gum wasn't mad. "Thanks?" She said, her face getting warmer and redder by the second.

Gum landed flat on her ass as she jerked Cally out of the tire, looking surprised on the girl fell onto her.

She rolled her eyes at Cally's apology though, shaking her head as she began to get back up. "Sorry? What for? It was just an accident, geez..."