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.