Maria vs. Anna grudge match
Maria Sharapova was seen by many as the most attractive tennis player in the world for a time. She was one of the best tennis players in the world, but she seemed to be known predominately for her looks in some circles. For years, there were many that wanted to see her get messy. As a part of a charity effort with the help of a children’s television network as well as the women’s tennis association, a charity tennis match was set up. It was between Maria and one of her fellow Russian female tennis players. Anna Kournikova. She also was thought of in a similar respect to Maria. She was a very good player, but the media tended to focus on her appearance more than her ability.
The match was set up so that the loser would be getting a messing using mostly Russian items. The winner would claim superiority and would be the one to deliver the mess to the loser. Both women really wanted to beat the other one badly. The two didn’t hate one another, but there was a certain degree of professional rivalry between the two as they were so similar. No one wanted to lose this one. It was going to make for a very exciting match. There would be a lot of pressure on them as there was so much at stake.
In the days leading up to the match, the ladies did not say very much. They didn’t really want to think about the consequences and the humiliation if they were lose. They just wanted to focus on winning the match. The crowd that day were very excited. They knew that they would not just be witnessing a tennis match, but would be seeing too gorgeous female athletes locked in a desperate struggle to avoid public embarrassment at the hands of their rival. Then they would see someone lose and get covered in mess in front of the entire world. It was so much more than a match. Anna wore yellow. Maria was dressed in bright pink.
The match ended up being a bit tight at first, because of the pressure on the ladies. After two sets, they were tied at one set a piece. It would all come down to the final set. They traded points back and forth. The tension built up more and more as the set went on. Both women gave their all. The crowd were more involved than any crowd had been for a tennis match, maybe ever. There was so much at stake. When all was said and done, the match was tied at six all.
The players figured that the match would go to a tie break. However, this was a charity match, so things would be a bit different. The event organisers talked things over for a bit before coming onto the court and beginning to speak. “Wasn’t that a great match? The ladies really gave their all, but we have a tie. You all are probably wondering what will happen. Well, since we have a tie, it has been decided that both ladies will receive the punishment, what do you think?” The crowd cheered its approval. Maria and Anna looked shocked. Their mouths dropped. They looked at each other. They shook their heads. There was no way to escape though, because this was for charity. They would look very bad if they backed out now. They both laughed.
Two plastic chairs were brought out and placed at centre court about three yards apart. Anna and Maria were then lead out to their respective chairs. They sat down, taking their seats. They crossed their legs and arms, dreading what was about to happen to them both. They spoke to one another in Russian. “I can’t believe that this is happening,” was the gist of it. They were actually a bit annoyed with one another for not losing, but that was never going to happen. Neither would have ever let anyone win in normal match let alone one with these stipulations.
The only question now was who was going to do the pouring. The organiser to the microphone. “ I know that this will be a hard one. It will be like pulling teeth, but we need two volunteers to do the sad duty of pouring the mess over these two ladies.” He did not even finish his sentence before dozens of hands shot up. Everyone waving them and shouting for themselves to be picked. He looked around and pulled out a pair of teenagers, a guy and a girl. They were brought down to the court. They looked incredibly excited. This was something they never suspected. They were lead down behind the two tennis players who just glared evilly at them. The mess that they were in for was Russian themed. They did not know what that meant and, until this point, had not really wanted to know.
They started out with caviar. It was on two trays. One was red, the other was black. The trays were brought over and held by ball boys for the dumpers. “Ok, everyone, it is time for the moment that we all have been waiting for. Both players failed to win the match, so that means both of them are going to receive a very special Russian themed messing. We will start with caviar. When you two are ready you may start to disperse of the caviar as you see fit,” the organiser said. The two smiled. They took their hands and plunged them downwards into the trays of caviar. They scooped out handfuls each and then splashed them down onto the heads of the two tennis players. The ladies frowned as the caviar was pushed onto their heads by the two strangers. They then took two more handfuls and smashed them into the women’s chests. The next handfuls they took, they cheekily put their hands down the ladies’ top, dropping the caviar between their breasts. The next handfuls they smeared onto the girls’ tanned thighs. What was left on the trays they dumped over the girls’ bodies. Black on Maria, red on top of Anna. They ladies tried to keep their heads lowered. They frowned for the majority of the time. Anna did crack a smile and began to laugh in embarrassment when the caviar was smashed onto her.
Next to come was beef stroganoff. It was complete with mushrooms and noodles. It looked wholly authentic. It would be a nice meal to eat, but it was not going to be fun for these girls to wear. The two looked at each other. “What is it?,” Anna asked. “Beef stroganoff,” Maria replied. “They are going to pour it over our heads!,” Anna said. The two looked at one another and rolled their eyes. The appointed dumpers were in position. They lifted their containers up and began to dump the beef stroganoff over the women’s heads. The beef in its sauce, mushrooms and noodles oozed their way slowly from the container, fell through the air and landed on each of the tennis players’ heads. Maria gritted her teeth. Anna squealed as they felt the moment that the beef stroganoff landed on their heads. Noodles and bits of beef toppled everywhere down their faces and bodies. The largest portions collecting on top of their heads. The frilly noodles looked very funny sitting on top of their heads. The sloppy grey coloured sauce, in the meantime, poured down their necks and over their chests. Chunks of beef and mushrooms collected on their laps.
Next came something called Olivier salad. It was a sort of Russian potato salad. It was filled with eggs and other vegetables and chicken as well. It looked absolutely atrocious and smelled even worse. It was very sloppy and very lumpy and it was all coming the girl’s way. When the ladies’ saw what it was they shook their heads. “Shit,” Maria said. They closed their eyes and gritted their teeth, awaiting the arrival of the salad. The cameras were ready to capture each and every second of this. The dumpers got themselves ready and started to pour. The salad was so thick and sloppy that it didn’t fall out immediately. The dumpers had to shake the containers vehemently before the salad was dislodged. In two massive lumps the salads fell from the containers and landed with splats on the heads of the beautiful blonde tennis players. It was an interesting contrast to see something that disgusting on top of something that attractive. The salad stuck to their heads and faces. They were greeted by the odour of it as well. It did not seem that it had been stored properly. A few hours in the hot sun probably had a certain effect upon it. More tumbled down, landing on the girl’s laps. They were reluctant to even touch it, but had to if they wanted to remove any of it from their persons.
Next, they were about to experience dressed herring salad as they never had before. There was all sorts in it including; apples, potatoes, eggs, carrots, beets, sour cream and mayonnaise. It was a garish centre piece. It was brought out on a massive try. It must have been four feet wide. Of course herring was the main ingredient. Again, the sun and a hot day did nothing for state of fish, mayonnaise and sour cream, so the whole thing did not exactly smell very nice at this point in the proceedings. The dumpers each took one end of the tray. They moved forward and then, in unison tipped the tray over onto the two tennis stars. The girls cringed as they braced themselves for the fish dish that was being poured on them. It was all a deep pink colour. When the disgusting substance made contact with them, Maria visibly gagged. Anna scrunched up her face even tighter. They never expected in a million years that this would be one of the dishes. It dumped down over their faces and bodies. The sloppy mess rained on them, sticking all over their bodies as it went.
Next came cabbage and sour cream. The cabbage was red. It was topped with dollops of sour cream. The two dumpers decided to initially dump some of the mess down the backs of the tennis player’s tops. They pulled the backs of their tops back slightly and dumped some of the cabbage inside of it, stuffing them full with it. They then dumped the rest down the fronts of the women. This left their bodies decorated in red cabbage. By this time, the girls were emanating quite an array of odours from their persons.
Finally, the dumpers were presented with massive buckets filled with borsht. Borsht being a cold beet soup. It was a deep purple colour. Their outfits would never recover once this hit them. It was also thick with sour cream. It was a sloppy purple colour. The dumpers smiled as they prepared to serve the ladies’ the red beet soup. The girls closed their eyes. The crowd went into a hushed silence. They exploded in cheers as the borsht was dumped over the two sexy tennis players. The dumpers moved the buckets wildly over the women’s bodies, spreading cold beet soup as evenly as they could all over their bodies. They were instantly soaked in the purple broth. The thickest bits of beet and sour cream stuck to their heads and their chests. The girls squealed as the cold soup saturated them all over. Everything was now a deep pink colour. The dumpers gave one another a thumbs up and the crowd roared its approval. The girls were left in their messy dishevelled state. They did the best they could to remove as much excess mess as they possibly could.
They stood up and wiped themselves down. The organiser then thanked the crowd and the players for doing all of this for charity. He asked that they give everyone a round of applause. “Say girls, you look like you could use a towel,” he said. Maria licked her lips and looked at him. “I don’t think that a towel is going to do it,” she said jokingly. The ladies then had to head back to the locker rooms for a shower.
Their fellow tennis players enjoyed the whole thing greatly. Anna and Maria were two of the most conceited players on the tour. The others, rightly or wrongly, felt that their cared more about being models or stars than they did about being athletes. They felt like their appearance and image meant the most to them, so they felt that these two were the most deserving of a messing and they were very happy to see that it happened.