Tiffany Laurence vs Cecilia Northman: Redux!

"Aw, you think I'm cute." Tiffany replied. "But, fair warning, I don't beg very well."

Circling Cecilia, the Texan eventually raised her hand towards the Berserker, looking to challenge her to a test of strength. She raised an eyebrow at her opponent, conveying her invitation.

Cecilia would scoff a bit as Tiffany spoke the way she did, " I thought you knew ? You're the cutest of all the kawaii wrestlers." Cecilia let out as she'd flash a light grin towards the blond cowgirl. However, when Tiffany raised her arms like she did the blond would tilt her head to the side.

" Haaa?!" She let out in a mock surprised tone as she'd take a step closer towards Tiffany. " You wanna take me on in a test of strength ? You gotta know that you can't win." Cecilia let out mockingly, before she'd attempt to push forward in an instant, changing gears quickly and moving in to grab a hold of Tiffany's hands, pressing her person against the Cowgirl's. " I suppose I'll just enjoy showing you up." Cecilia let out as she'd quickly attempt to crank up the pressure and try and push Tiffany down.

Pushing back against the Hardcore Queen, Tiffany grinned.
"Darlin'....I'm gotten a bit stronger since the last time we hooked up." she stated.

With a grunt, the Texan was forced back a step before she redoubled her efforts, regaining the step she lost, and pushing Cecilia back. At the moment, the strength contest seemed to sway back and forth between the two blondes.

"This....feels like dancin' at my high school prom..." she grunted out.

Not content to let the contest of strength sway back and forth in a near draw, Tiffany would suddenly release Cecilia's hands, and try to yank them free while taking a step back and pulling the Swedish woman towards her. Locking her arms around Cecilia's waist, she would attempt to lift her up and slam her down to the mat in a spinebuster!

The two blonds locked up in a true test of strength, blond bombshell powerhouse against blond bombshell powerhouse. Their frames pushed and ground up against one another, their generous breasts sliding and slipping against each other's pair, their footing changing position with each push from the other. It wasn't what you'd call a stand-still were the strength of each woman canceled the other out....more along the lines as with the two of them going head to head like this it would be a pendulum that shifted back and forth way too fast way too much.

Cecilia grunted with her efforts as she and Tiffany soon enough came to a stand still it seemed, it was only for a brief moment though until she felt herself pushing the blond back....of course that feeling was anything but true. Her fellow blond had yanked the Swede towards her and soon enough wrapped her arms around Cecilia's waist. The blond's fierce red-eyes widened in surprise as she soon enough felt herself being lifted off of the mat and quite quickly enough being slammed down against the canvas with a mighty spinebuster from her buxom foe. " Guagh!" The blond cried out as she was downed by the cowgirl, limbs eagle spread, her chest heaving with slightly heavy breaths as she looked up at the arena lights in the ceiling.

After managing to put Cecilia to the canvas, Tiffany would make her way back up to her feet. The Berserker was a tough foe, and one that could take a lot of punishment and come back for more with a smile on her face. A spinebuster wouldn't keep her down long, but perhaps it gave the Texan an opportunity start laying in with some high impact moves.

Bending down, she would seize a handful of Cecilia's hair, looking to pull the Swede up to her feet.
"Come on girl, let's take you for a ride." Tiffany said as she hauled her foe up.

Tucking Cecilia's head under an arm, Tiffany took a deep breath, preparing herself. The Hardcore Queen was no lightweight, and what the cowgirl planned was a feat of strength and skill. After a second, Tiffany would give a loud cry before trying to hoist Cecilia up, as if into a suplex. However once the blonde beauty was completely upside down, the Texan would stall the move, leaving Cecilia inverted. The crowd would give wondering cheers and gasps if things went the cowgirl's way.

Tiffany knew she couldn't keep a fellow heavyweight held up for as long as one of their lighter counterparts, so Cecilia's hang time would be shorter than what some would expect. However the blonde would fall forward, looking to end the move not as a suplex, but instead as a falling gut buster by making sure that Cecilia's chest and stomach impacted with the mat!

There was no arguing that Tiffany was one heck of a strong girl, not many people could perform a spinebuster with that much Omph! to it, least not to someone like Cecilia. Though Cecilia had rarely questioned Tiffany's strength or prowess, the two of them had been in a pretty cutthroat match the first time around and it didn't look as if this was was going to much different. There was also one more thing in Tiffany's credit, the fact that she seemed to have figured out that the best one could do to Cecilia was to stay on her at all times.

The Cowgirl quickly grabbed a hold of Cecilia by her golden locks and pulled the beautiful Swede up towards her feet. It wasn't long before Tiffany had pulled her into position and then raised the beautiful body of Cecilia's to be on full display for the crowd. The powerful Texan blond held the other powerful blond up in the air for quite some time. Blood rushed down into Cecilia's head, her legs starting to slowly kick a bit in the air as she was coming back into the fight.

Unfortunately it was too late at that point. Tiffany had already set things in motion, as she soon enough threw Cecilia forward, front down first and with it the busty frame of the Swede crashed down stomach and chest first right down into the mat. " Guagh!" Cecilia yelped out in pain as she flopped on the mat, the impact of the slam causing her to flip over onto her back, rolling from left to right as she hugged her upperbody.

The Berserker was a formidable opponent, in Tiffany's view. She was strong, and was able to rally back after taking punishment that would leave other women lying in a crumpled heap on the mat. Kinda like a viking version of the Texan. In her experience, Tiff found that you had to keep up the pressure on someone like Cecilia.

However between the long and heavily contested test of strength, and the strain of keeping someone Cecila's size held aloft just now, Tiffany felt like she needed a moment to catch a breath.

Getting to her feet, Tiffany would back away from her fallen foe until her back came in contact with the ropes. Then she would run back towards Cecilia, before jumping up over the Northern Queen's prone form. The cowgirl would look to land across Cecilia's middle with a body splash, looking to use the weight of her own body to press air out of the other blonde. She remain lying across Cecilia, which would draw the referee over in order to start a count....

Tiffany had defiantly managed to turn thing around as she had been able to show up the Swedish beauty a bit with her own set of power-moves. Something which not only got a lot of damage worked in onto the body of the blond beauty, who was now laying on her back...groaning as she hugged her hurt front. Things couldn't go on like this for long if she wanted to be able to beat her cocky cowgirl of a rival.

It seemed as if Tiffany had plans for the her fellow blond already though, as the Cowgirl started to back away from Cecilia's frame and began to move towards the ropes. Cecilia turned her head to the side to keep an eye on the Cowgirl. What she came to see was the large and powerful frame of Tiffany came running off towards her.

The Viking would take a deep breath as she tried to brace herself for the impact, watching Tiffany's frame jump up into the air. The buxom visage of the Texan was coming down rapidly and Cecilia opted to try and deny her Cowgirl opponent the pleasure of having her body crash down against hers. As such the Berserker attempted to raise her legs and fold them against her own frame, attempting to make it so that her knees were pointing upwards, right where Tiffany's well toned midsection would crash down.

Tiffany had started to grin when she leaped up into the air, looking to plaster Cecilia's body beneath her own sturdy frame. However, that grin faded as Cecilia's legs tucked themselves in. Caught in the air, with no way to change direction, there was nowhere for the Texan to go but down, right onto the Nordic's beauty's waiting knees.

She let out a gasping cry of pain as her abdomen impaled itself on obstacle the Cecilia had thrown up. As her yell faded out, Tiffany would roll limply off of Cecilia onto her side, curling up and holding her hands over her stomach....

The impact of Tiffany's heavy frame crashing down onto Cecilia's bent knees caused the Swedish blond to grunt out a bit, as her knees dug into that midsection of Tiffany's. The Berserker wasn't that quick to act though, after Tiffany had rolled off of her, Cecilia took a moment or two to get her breath back before she attempted to move up towards her hands and knees. Her right hand placed against her neck as she rubbed it a bit. " Ow...If that's the way you want to play things....then I'll make sure to have my fair share of fun as well." Cecilia let out as she'd try and reach down for both of Tiffany's legs.

The Swede would attempt to pull those legs in underneath her armpits as she attempted to get Tiffany onto her back. When Cecilia had moved up to her feet hopefully still holding the American's legs, the Berserker would proceed to try and step around and around, lifting Tiffany's frame off of the mat as she attempted to spin the two of them around faster and faster with each passing moment. Attempting to really build up a great momentum and speed to her swinging, all up to a final moment when Cecilia would attempt and let go of Tiffany's legs and shoot the girl off across the ring with a Giant Swing!