Brat Pack (Cham Cham & Zhu Rong) vs. Sabre

Cham Cham let out a faint growl at the back of her throat as her forearm connected up against Sabre's crotch, removing her paw just as the cave woman stumbled back a couple of steps. The brattish feline had to force herself to move quickly so as to take advantage of the situation, forcing herself up from her knee into a standing position. Stumbling into a rush behind her, Cham Cham would propel her small frame right up against the ropes and use them to bounce back right towards Sabre... Leaping off the mat at the last minute with a cute little "Meowth!" Cham Cham would try to slam both her tiger paw boot covered feet straight into Sabre's bust, wanting to take her down onto the mat.

Sabre was still hopping around the ring holding her crotch, though she was really nursing her pride as much as anything. The big girl had been pretty nonchalant about winning this bout and it had come back to bite her.

The nasty surprises werenâ€t over yet, though. Her red eyes widened as she saw Cham Cham scramble madly and jump off the ropes at her. Sabreâ€s first thought was wondering how such a little fighter had so much energy after suffering the cave girlâ€s brutal power moves.

While she was thinking that, though, the masked wrestler didnâ€t think to move out of the way. She was dropkicked straight in her big, scantily clad chest, making her breasts jiggle and knocking Sabre back onto her ass.

Cham Cham's small form dropped down towards the mat, her tiger striped rags flapping up a bit so that she hit bare butt cheeks against the canvas. She bounced a little and then immediately rolled to one side satisfied with the drop kick she had scored on the cave woman. Still, Sabre hadn't been quite taken all the way down. Cham Cham hurried to her feet, she supposed she'd have to tag in her dumb dumb partner sooner or later... Really she was quite happy to keep going with Sabre as she currently had the upper hand.

Cham Cham would reach out with her paw gloved hand and try to snatch onto Sabre's hair, glancing over at where she'd have to go to soon to tag Zhu Rong in... She'd try to pull Sabre up onto one knee and stuff her head deep under her small bare armpit for a face lock

Sabre growled as her white hair was grabbed and painfully yanked to force her up onto her knee. Her complaints were soon muffled, though, as her opponent jammed her head under her arm to trap her in a face lock.

“Mnghh!!” she moaned as her head was bent back, stressing her neck. The greater indignity, though, was having her nose and mouth pressed deep into Cham Chamâ€s sweaty armpit.

The cavegirl seemed disoriented and spent several seconds in the uncomfortable position. It was a surprising sight to see the smaller wrestler dominate the larger like this.

Sabre soon roused herself, though. Her flailing left hand suddenly balled into a determined fist, and she thrust her arm backwards, looking to jab her elbow into Cham Chamâ€s belly.

Cham Cham started to drag Sabre over towards the Brat Pack's corner, grinding her face into the side of her body and lower dip over her armpit in the process. But just before she got to within tagging reach, Sabre started to rouse herself... The cave woman's elbow jolting back harshly right into Cham Cham's ribs.

"Ungh!" Cham Cham coughed out, hoping up off the mat a little and sticking her butt out so that the underside of her bare ass was just peeking a little out from under her tiger stripped rags

Sabre moaned as she was dragged backwards in the sleeper, being forced towards the Brat Pack corner with her head wedged in Cham Cham's armpit.

Thankfully, though, her elbow struck true, making her foe let go and squeal in surprise. Sabre pulled herself up to full height and, whilst wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, quickly glanced around to assess her surroundings.

Cham Cham had been moving for the corner, so Sabre decided to make sure she reached that destination. She would grab for the tiger girl's green hair, looking to spin her round and then throw her into the turnbuckle at close range.

Sabre was able to shrug the arm off from around her head as Cham Cham moved her forearms to hug around her belly where the elbow had struck. Cham Cham let out a yelp as her scruffy matted green hair was grabbed in Sabre's hands, forced to turn as she was dragged by the hair in a short circle before being thrown right at the corner, her butt and the back of her head slamming against the bottom and middle turnbuckles as she squatted down in the corner a little, her arms grabbing at the middle ropes to stop herself from going down to the mat.

Sabre grunted in satisfaction as she saw Cham Cham clatter into the corner. The red-eyed cavegirl glared at her opponents whilst rolling her head to the side, stretching her neck muscles as she pondered her next move. Both the Brats were together in the same corner, now, and it probably wasnâ€t good strategy to charge into the opponents†territory. Strategy, though, was never Sabreâ€s strong point.

An ominous grin formed on Sabreâ€s lips. Taking a few steps back, she stamped her bare foot on the ground a couple of times, and then lowered her head. The savage wrestler would burst into a sprint, looking to hit Cham Cham with a running head butt, in her signature Beast Charge manoeuvre.

"Rahhh!" she cried ferociously as she bore down on her target.

With Cham Cham in the corner the brutish cave woman took a couple of steps back, lined her up and started to charge head first towards the kawaii jungle kitty.. Aimming to bore her head straight into Cham Cham's belly and fairly flat chest, however at the last minute Cham Cham grabbing the ring ropes in her paw gloved hand and yanked herself sharply to one side. Trying to leave Sabre with nothing but the turnbuckles to drive herself straight into. This would also bring her right up along side her partner in the corner so that try to make a tag.

Sabre had put a lot of hurt on her feral opponent and was looking forward to finishing her off with a spectacular running head butt. With her signature move she planned to annihilate poor Cham Cham and leave no doubt as to who the alpha female was here.

Except, it didnâ€t go quite as Sabre planned. With her head lowered, she couldnâ€t see the green-haired girl slip off to the side, and so instead of hitting the cornered felineâ€s belly, she suddenly and unexpectedly charged straight into the corner post.

CLANG!! The metal turnbuckle shook heavily as Sabre blundered straight into it. Pain flooded her skull and shot down her spine, shocking and disorienting her. The cavegirl was flung back with some force, her arms and legs spread as she sailed through the air, before landing on her back.

She lay on the canvas in that spreadeagled pose, seeing stars and groaning weakly.