Zendaya vs. Olivia Holt: Costume Match
With Halloween being less than two weeks away, the customary costume matches were now in full swing. While Charli XCX and Elizabeth Gillies both decimating their unfortunate jobber opponents while dressed up in scandalous costumes, neither contest was technically a Costume Match. But young starlets Zendaya and Olivia Holt were here to fill that void as they both agreed to face each other in one such duel; with of course each girl wrestling in their own outfit of choice. While both relative newcomers agreed to the mat stipulation, both seemed to take it in quite different ways.
Zendaya was introduced to the ring first and she came out looking adorably spunky and self-assured in a tribute costume of sorts for the late-R'n'B' singer Aaliyah; a musical influence for the Disney star. She walked down to the ring gracious to the applause from the crowd yet clearly focused and taking this match seriously. She didn't want to lose wearing her idol's signature attire and she was sure to put in every ounce of effort she had in walking away victorious this evening. Her opponent meanwhile took a very different route. Olivia Holt soon followed practically skipping to the ring wearing a rather skimpy cheerleader outfit with a short skirt that only went down to just below her upper thighs. The bubbly blonde, only a year younger than Zendaya but certainly showing a rather childish mentality, energetically waved to the fans not even noticing her already irked opponent until she hopped into the ring. As opposed to Zendaya's focused and determined demeanor, Holt was clearly out here just to laugh and giggle in a seemingly harmless slap fight while wearing their cute Halloween costumes. Or so Holt thought at least.
"Hi Zenny!" Holt exlaimed as she walked right up to the now visibly pissed-off singer. "You ready for our a little 'fight'?!" Olivia actually put air quotes around the word ~fight~ and stared back at Zendaya with a wide grin of pure obliviousness.
"Are you fucking kidding me?!" Zendaya retorted back. "You think we're still on a Disney sitcom right now?!!" Zendaya roared which threw off the still naive Holt who stood stunned at her match-mate's reactions. "You think this is a joke?! You think I'M A JOKE?!?!?" Zendaya continued in mounting fury while Holt stood frozen with her jaw dropped almost to the canvas. "WHO WANTS TO SEE ME FLATTENED THIS LITTLE CUPCAKE?!" she then bellowed to the audience which responded in a resounding cheer of approval. Olivia could only squeak in response, stunned how the events were unfolding and while she also looked particularly helpless in her cheerleader costume, before Zendaya sent a vicious backhanded bitch slap right to her face. The force from the slap combined with Olivia's weakness actually whipped her head around and knocked her down to her knees holding her cheek in stunned pain.
"If only a slap did that to you, then you're going to have a long night!" Zendaya declared as she scooped the still disoriented Olivia like a doll, twirled her around in the air and slammed her down for a basic yet forceful bodyslam. The puny Holt landed on her back and bounced off the mat a little already rolling around and withering in pain even form such a textbook move.
"Are you serious, Olive?! All you're gonna do is moan and groan on the mat like a little sissy?!" Zendaya barked down at the already pleading Holt. "Cleary we have quickly learned you can't wrestle for shit!" she then quipped which got a laugh from the fans. "I'm wondering what you are in fact good at." Zendaya stared down at her squirming prey wondering where to proceed next until she looked over Olivia's girly-girl costume."Hmmm...you know Olivia, cheerleaders are supposed to be very flexible. Let's see how flexible YOU are!"
With that, Zendaya grabbed each of Holt's dainty ankles and pulled each leg up in the air; her tiny skirt falling down showing off her milky smooth legs completely to everyone. She spread each of Olivia's stems and suddenly stomped her foot down on Holt's exposed crotch eliciting a grown from both Olivia herself and the fans watching in attendance. After two more cooch stomps, Zendaya then swiftly drove herself to the mat head-butting poor Holt's snatch! Olivia's mouth grew wide and her eyes bugged out at the impacts to her defenseless crotch as she rolled into a ball and continued moaning in both pain and humiliation.
"Hmm...that wasn't bad, pipsqueak. But I think you can use a little more stretching!" Zendaya shouted as she effortlessly scooped and carried the still aching Holt to the turnbuckle and propped the mortifying jobber in the corner so that both her legs were spread wide and draped across the middle rope. Olivia was trapped with her legs wide open like a landing strip in mere seconds with her still hurting crotch again displayed for everyone to oogle at. Zendaya marched to the opposite turnbuckle and turned around gearing up for a charge. She took off towards the unsuccessfully squirming Olivia and drove her foot up between her spread legs like she was kicking a field gold. Holt's eyes crossed and she let out a high-pitched squeal at the devastating kick and, to make it even worse, she remained spread out in the corner and unable to even aid her throbbing nether-regions. Zendaya, clearly proud of herself already but with still much more punishment in mind, let the anguish Olivia cry in the corner for a minute more before she again hoisted the poor blonde up.
This time Zendaya hooked both of Olivia's legs with her arms and tucked her head in next to her own before standing and lifting the wimpy weakling up, so that poor Holt was upside down with her head resting on her tormenter's shoulder. In lesser words, Zendaya locked in a spectacular muscle buster hold that not only displayed her utter dominance in the ring but also again accomplished the goal of spreading Holt's crotch wide open yet again and this time while being held so high up in the air; like a origami jobber trophy. Olivia began outright pleading with Zendaya to let her go and even began tapping her hands signaling her surrender, but it all fell on deaf ears. In Zendaya's eyes, her opponent made this out to be a meaningless joke match and she wasn't about to disrespect the inspirational woman behind her costume like that. And to show that she wasn't here to mess around, poor Olivia needed to be squashed.
Parading her sufferer around the ring, Zendaya stops in the center and drops to the mat slamming Holt's folded up body brutally to the canvas almost breaking the jobber in two pieces. Zendaya completed the slam but then kept Holt's mangled body still folded up with her legs spread over her body and her spread crotch and butt, barely covered by a pair of white lace panties now totally exposed underneath her useless cheerleading skirt, sticking up in the air. Zendaya shifted across her wrenched body until she successfully locked in an ultra humiliating spladle hold which, once Olivia regained consciousness and looked down and saw her one intimate areas staring right back at her bent over her body, sent the jobber into a state of outright crying. She even stopped squirming. Her spirit was already broken and she just wanted this Halloween nightmare to end.
Zendaya had other such thoughts. Reaching over and ripping the cheerleading skirt clean off Holt with one snappy tug, Zendaya reared her hand high in the air and began delivering a blistering spladle spanking; most definitely the most embarrassing position to receive a spanking in. Tears overflowed down Olivia's eyes as she watched her own spread and upturned ass get tanned red by Zendaya's stinging slaps and strikes to each of her perky and formally ghost-white asscheeks; panties wedgied so far up her snatch and crack that they offered no protection at all from the assault. With each spank, Zendaya made her central point as clear as she cold:
"THIS IS..."
{SMACK}
"WHAT YOU...
{SMACK}
GET FOR..
{SPANK}
WASTING MY...
{SPANK}
FUCKING TIME!"
Zendaya was a like a force possessed as she pounded that ass until Olivia's tiny buttcheeks resembled dark red apples; the little mounds of flesh completely covered in the dark hue of Zendaya's palm prints. Once Zendaya finally halted the spanking, she also mercifully released the spladle hold giving Holt's stretched-out crotch a much needed break, the blonde not even caring that her skirt had been ripped off as she gently tried massaging herself, before Zendaya bent down and tore her tight cheerleader top off her body now leaving the creampuff in only her cute pair of white lace bra and panties. Zendaya twirled the top high in the air while the beyond desperate Olivia actually made a run for it. Quickly scrambling to her feet, she slid out of the ring and started scampering down the ramp in panic but with Zendaya catching up right behind her. Olivia only made it halfway up the ramp before she was pathetically nabbed by Zendaya and thrown over her shoulder carried back to the ring like a blabbering child as the crowd all laughed at Holt's to-be-continued misery.
"Not so fast, little Olive!" Zendaya scolded as she hoisted her prey back into the ring. "I'm not done proving my point! I think you've been stretched out enough, but remember the promise I made to the audience was that I would FLATTEN you!" Zendaya again declared with an evil glare in her eyes.
Olivia could only squeal as in a flash, she was held up over tormenter's shoulders, spun around high in the air and landed face down in a thunderous F5-esque facebuster slam that instantly knocked poor Holt out cold on the mat squashed like a bug. The ring shook and the crowd gasped at the high impact of the move which Zendaya pulled off with perfection. Sufficiently flattened, Zendaya admired her handiwork for a few moments, looking down with a satisfied smile on her face at the completely crushed Olivia, before flipping the spread-eagled ragdoll over on her back and reaching down to hook one of her legs way back for the leg hook pin. Zendaya purposely yanked her leg as far high and back as possible, keeping up with the theme of Holt getting those legs she previously wanted to show off in her skirt now spread wide against her will, as the ref made the easy three count for the official victory going to Zendaya (as if there was any doubt at all who had already won this match easily).
Zendaya callously tossed the jobber's limp leg back to the mat and rose victoriously to her feet; saluting the fans in enjoying the obliteration a ditzy creampuff just as much as she enjoyed doing the obliterating. Poor Olivia had no idea what she was getting into when she stepped in the ring tonight. Perhaps if she was facing another incompetent pushover like Lily Collins or Ariana Grande, Olivia would have probably had much more fun and even would've been able to gain a victory against them! But she was at the wrong place at the wrong time right now and she paid dearly for it. And Zendaya still wasn't even done yet.
Much to everybody's initial confusion, she pointed up to the arena ceiling and motioned for something. Suddenly a foreboding steel hook lowered itself to the ring right to a sinisterly gleeful Zendaya. Grabbing the hook and again hoisting the still comatose Holt up to her wobbly feet, Zendaya snarled "This is what happens if any of you other no-good, empty-headed creampuffs even dare to step in the same ring as me again!" Tying Holt's arms behind her back in a knot made of both her bra and panties, Zendaya than hooked the knot and motioned for Olivia to begin getting lifted up in the air which wedgied her panties savagely up her already abused snatch and asscrack. As the hook yanked her up, Olivia awoke from her slumber from the pain in her crotch yet again as it felt like her body was about to split in two right down the middle from the fabric of her panties digging into her.
Olivia was lifted up to Zendaya's arm length which was perfect position as she suddently had a long spanking paddle in hand; the audience was too distracted by Holt's extreme hanging wedge to even see where she get the instrument from. Holt's ass was still beet red from the spladle spanking and as her body swayed around and she saw the paddle, she again began sobbing her tears to the mat below to a new level.
"Alright everyone! Let's do a little cheer for the cheerleader, shall we?!! Since she couldn't even provide that for us tonight!" Aiming the paddle just right, Zendaya led her cheer as she again wrecked Holt's ass with each letter.
"GIMME A L"
{SMACK}
"GIMME AN O"
{SMACK}
"GIMME A S"
{SMACK}
"GIMME AN E"
{SMACK}
"GIMME A R"
[SMACK}
"WHAT DOES THAT SPELL?!"
The crowd roared "LOSER" as Zendaya started unloading on Hold driving the paddle again and again into Olivia's handing asscheeks almost driving the poor girl into a state of unconscious again just from the severe pain to her backside and the supreme humiliation of it all. Almost mercifully before Zendaya could continue more, Olivia's underwear finally gave in to gravity and ripped sending the now totally naked loser crashing down to the mat on her stomach; her petite body literally bouncing off the canvas like she was on a trampoline. Both the crowd and Zendaya had a good laugh at the incident while Holt again tried scurrying out of the ring on her hands and knees but again Zendaya would't let her free gripping one of her ankles and dragging her back into the center of the ring.
Olivia was now naked and completely decimated as she looked back over her shoulder in pure horror that Zendaya STILL wasn't done! For the last time scooping the creampuff up, Zendaya brought her to the ropes and again spread her legs up and wide contorting Olivia's body in a human pretzel and actually entangling her in the ring ropes. Poor Holt was now completely incapacitated all tangled up in the ring ropes with her legs folded up and spread more than even before, to the point where her own ankles were forced behind her shoulders, and this time she didn't even have her panties to cover anything up with; the whole audience getting a great view of her spread bare pussy at last.
"There finally! That's like a good cheerleader now: naked and spread!" Zendaya stepped away and again admired a job well done keeping the bawling Holt intertwined in the ring ropes as a symbol of her destruction before at last departing the ring and walking back up the ramp finally fully satisfied at what she inflected on the puny Holt. Zendaya certainly had done her influence proud tonight. She came out looking like a feisty diva who wouldn't take any shit and boy did she deliver thoroughly squashing a jobber who had no business being the in the same ring as her. As for Olivia, a fun and playful match turned out to be by far the most demeaning loss of her already pathetic wrestling career. For the bewailing loser still trapped within the ring ropes, it was most certainly not a Happy Halloween.
