Fighting Tall and Small! Conza vs. Miss Masseter (for IndigoDragon)

As Masseter tried to get away, Conza was the first to catch up to her and grab her by the leg. Conza would then wrapped his own leg around hers before laying down on his back while twisting that foot. The clown immediately grunted in pain as she tried to move and get away. "RRGH!! Get off me, varmint!" she cried out as she also attempted to kick Conza away with her free foot.

Conza didn't want to let go, attacking her ankle with very vicious twists and pulls. When sue began to throw her other foot down, with those sharp-feeling heels. He cries out in pain with the first few stomps, rolling away while still trying to twist that ankle to the very end.

Masseter grunted and groaned with each twist and pull of her ankle. Conza really had a good hold on her and it seemed as if he didn't want to let up his lead. The clown kept on kicking to try and get her opponent off her leg so she can get back in the fight. Her ankle might feel a little pain, but if Conza can release her, she would roll back fast to try and relieve that ankle before Conza comes back.

Conza backed away after he got up. He panted heavily and backed up slowly. Had sue really taken that much of the fight out of him already? He takes a deep breath to try and calm his panting so Masseter wouldn't notice him. But how could she not? He was her opponent, after all...

Massater made it to the ropes and got away from Conza...perhaps a little too easily. As she was rubbing her ankle from that submission, she would look up to see that Conza looked as if he was getting tired. Already? But how can that be? The match was barely starting.

Still, the clown couldn't do anything about it and she had to get back in the fight. So, she would rise up once she felt better and tried to rush forward and tackle Conza to the mat. If this worked, she could sit herself on top of his stomach.

He was just starting to feel better, almost ready to get back into the fight. He goes to put his arms up but, by the time he did that she was already on the move. Miss Masseter tackles the small boy to the ground, pinning him. She was heavy to be sitting on him. But last tome he said something like that, his opponent beat him down.

He didn't want that again, so he bit his tongue and struggled around under Masseter's weight. "Grrr...G-Get off!"

Even the sight of poor Conza struggling made the clown's heart ache for him, but still what can she do about it? She shook her head as she said, "No can do, little buddy. You just gotta relax and take what's comin' to ya." Masseter raised up one hand to try and start smacking Conza across the face one way before using the other to smack in the other direction.

She didn't want to pull off any big punches for fear of the damage she may do to someone smaller than her.

He struggled through her talking, trying to escape. There was a bit of curiosity as to what she had in store if he somehow miraculously won the match. He didn't want to be pinned, as Conza had been pinned like this before. It left him more vulnerable than previously.

But, Masseter's smacks warrant two yelps, one for each hit. He quited down and stopped struggling quickly.

Now that Conza stopped his struggling, Masseter has a chance to further her lead. As long as she can keep Conza in pain for a while, the match would surely be in her favor in the end. She then tried to grab at his left arm and shouted, "Now, let's see how you deal with this!"

If the clown managed to do so, she would position herself to have her legs across Conza's body while holding the arm. She is aiming to pull off an armbar and start working that very arm.

He got a bit panicky when she threatens to put his arm in an armbar. He had only one shot at this, and he couldn't lose so early. When she got up to transition, Conza tries to sit up and pull the arm Masseter had away from her and then roll away to safety.