Ami "The Supermodel" Takeuchi vs Abbey Abraxas

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"Goodluck out there, Abbey's a tough girl...watch yourself" he said before patting her on the shoulder, she simply nodded and moved past him.

After her entrance theme cued, she made her way past the curtains and made her way down the ring ramp towards the ring, no more blowing kisses to the fans or showing off her body by swaying her hips. She simply walked down the ring ramp and rolled inside the ring before moving towards her corner of the ring. Her back pressed against the turnbuckle as she did some basic pre-match stretching and warmups, ready for her opponent.

Abbey bounced in place. She was so eager to get on with this match she couldn't even handle it. She had barely slept at all last night. When she found out that it was a no disqualification match, she got even more excited.

When her music finally started, Abbey waited a moment before she jumped out from the backstage entrance. She pumped her fist as the crowd cheered for her and she ran down the ramp, slapping hands with the fans as she slid into the ring. She hopped up and looked Ami over. Her clothing was a lot more revealing than it usually was and Abbey forced herself to look away from the girl. What was she even doing showing some skin like that!?

Abbey took off her jacket and glasses and handed them to the ref. She was dressed in her bikini style cut wrestling bottoms with a t-shirt over the sports bra she was wearing. She turned and looked back at Ami.

"No disqualifications, huh?" Abbey said. "You're going to need every little bit of help you can get, but I'm not even going to give you the time to use dirty tricks. I'm going to beat you hard, clean and fast. So fast you won't even have time to whistle for your brother to come help!"

Abbey began to stretch and then bounced on her heels and waited for the bell, offing Ami one last word. "By the way, you can't grab the ropes to stop a submission in a no DQ match." Abbey smiled as she waited for the bell.

Ami gripped the ropes to the side of the turnbuckle even tighter when she heard Abbey's entrance music cue and echo around the Tension arena. Then she saw the girl make her way down to the ramp, looking as cheery as she usually does- slapping the hands of the fans to give them recognition and play upto them in true face fashion. It was a mismatch in terms of height and weight, but that never stopped Ami before and it wont stop her this time either. She chose the match type very carefully, in truth Ami would have a better chance in this one than she would have in a standard match.

Ami tried to make fun of her opponent just to annoy her before the match, pointing at her white shirt and signalling her for Abbey to remove it "Well then, aren't you going to take it off? are you trying to hide something in there?" she smirked as she did a very annoying giggle."I am well aware of what can happen in this match type you dummy! I'm going to make you regret getting in this match type with me you freakin NERD" she hissed before moving out of the corner and slowly starting to circle her opponent from a distance.

Abbey blinked, unsure of what Ami was saying when she pointed at her shirt. She looked down. Her big chest poked out even through her baggy shirt. She then narrowed her eyes at Ami and grinned. "I'm hiding a whole lot more than you've got under here." She said with a grin. "Unlike you, I don't need to show off my boobs to get people to pay attention to me!" She retorted back.

The bell soon rang and as Ami slowly moved out to circle Abbey, the tall blonde was much more aggressive. She charged at Ami at a half sprint and when she was close, dropped to her knees, looking to try and snag one of the supermodel brat's legs.

The supermodel tried to play around with her opponent as she teased Abbey to strip that white shirt off her. She didnt mind to show her legs all that much, which made Ami even more tempted to taunt her attire. The blunette let out a chuckle when Abbey insinuated that she did not need her boobs to get all the attention "Haha really? I'm sure you're hiding a bit of plastic in there" she would wink before saying "Unlike your's mine are au naturel " she would say mimicking a french accent in the end.

Ami wanted to stay on the defensive for a while but Abbey was quite eager to get her hands on the supermodel as she charged at her snap at the bluentte's legs to take her down on the ring canvas.

"Everything about me's real."

Abbey snapped back once she snagged Ami's leg. Eager to get right to it, she pulled on Ami's foot and twisted it, trying to bend Ami's leg and use it to flip her over onto her stomach while she stepped over Ami's body to try and transition into a half crab.

"I'll expose you to the world, about what a skank you really are!" Ami snarled back at her opponent as she was struggling down on her back.

Ami knew if she got flipped over, that would mean trouble for her. She tried to resist being shifted over onto her belly and used her free leg to reel it back and smack her opponents legs and her butt to try and shove her off. "Ugh, let go of me "she shrieked.

Abbey frowned as she felt Ami push her foot against her butt and give her a shove, making her stumble before she could lock in the early crab. "Alright, fine." Abbey said and pivoted on her heel, trying to clear the distance and aim a running knee at Ami's head.

Usually whenever she tried to wrestle a girl, she didn't do so well, but Ami had somehow managed to displace her awkward libido with rage. She was feeling really confident to open up the match!

The supermodels legs kicked out against her butt and thigh to shove Abbey forward into the ropes, allowing Ami to shift up on her butt. Things didn't go all that better for the supermodel as Abbey sprung off the ring ropes and came back towards her opponent to strike her knee to the side of her head.

Ami let out a loud groan as she went down on her back, clutching her head as she rolled over onto her belly and kicked the mats wildly.

Abbey was satisfied with the hard smack against Ami's head with her knee. She even dusted off her hands and then took a few steps to stand on either side of Ami. Though she was feeling confident there WAS part of her that didn't want to end the match so quickly, but she knew she had to. She hopped off her feet, intent on dropping her butt, and full weight, right on the small of Ami's back.