Karen Starring vs. Stone - A Change of Pace

Stone had to admit, she thought she'd get a little more mileage out of that running elbow. Her opponent was a woman who could dish it out and take it in equal measure, it seemed. Putting her down was going to require some of the heaviest artillery she could bring to bear.

But Stone could beat her. Not easily, sure, but she could do it.

She kept on the woman as she backed up a step, reeling from the blow. That chest of hers was far too tempting of a target to pass up, and going after it early seemed like a good idea - Stone brought her arm up, reeled to the side, and lashed out with a lightning-fast knife edge chop, whipping the statuseque stunner across her breasts. "What's your name?"

Karen's chest was wide open to an assault-with one arm still high from the elbow, and the other dropped, she might as well of broadcast herself open for attack. The sharp slap made a hefty noise as it connected, and probably left a red mark underneath the tight latex of the blonde. However, the blonde wasn't exactly a wounding one; Karen responded to the assault and question with a knee aimed at the woman's stomach.

"Woooo!"

The audience made the requistive noise as Stone's chop landed on target, getting quite an impact on her opponent's prodigious pair. It landed so well that Stone prepared to let another one fly to follw up, but she encountered a problem as she started up the motion. Namely, the mystery woman's knee, which had found its way in her stomach, and all the accompanying pain that came with it.

Now it was Stone's turn to get knocked away, as the blow sunk deep and folded her over. She backed away towards the turnbuckle, clutching her chest as she went. She would be fine in a few seconds, but that could be a very long time with an opponent like this. Too long.

Karen's face turned a little with the crowd reaction- She was no one's toy, and she wasn't going to be used to stir a cheer from these idiots. Arms low she pursued her opponent into the corner, Stone's back landing neatly on the turnbuckle. Karen would push in, hard, with her elbow at Stone's neck, pressing deep into the woman's neck as the referee quickly made a count.

Stone's back hit the turnbuckle and she'd just begun to push back out when her opponent came in, wisely pressing the advantage. There was nowher to go as the powerhouse put the pressure on her neck, pinning her hard in the corner. It was hard enough to move this woman when she was working from a nuetral spot, but in this position, the leverage was completely hers. All Stone could do was squirm around and futily push at the arm around her neck.

Ths time, her only relief was going to come from the referee, who was thankfully doing her job. "Hey, break it up!" She gave the gaintess' shoulder a push, then stepped back and held up her hands. "1! 2! 3!

Karen obliged after the 3-she wasn't interested in pushing as long as possible and risking a DQ. She had some rage to vent and rules weren't going to stop her. She stepped back, hands raised and head tilted, as if to say "fine fine ok!." As the ref seemed satisfied, Karen would throw a high boot, aimed at Stone's chest-trying to both further wind her and get revenge for her earlier chest shot.

Stone took in a few long, deep gulps of air as the behemoth woman finally let up, freeing her from the corner. She made a note to not end up there again, and she was glad she'd signed up for a regular match instead of a hardcore affair - she had the feeling that, without the referee, this woman would've been perfectly happy to choke her into oblivion.

She began to move out of the corner, rubbing her neck as she went, when a hard boot crashed into her chest and knocked her up against the ropes. There was plenty of force in the impact, and Stone had to grab the ropes with one hand to keep from falling to her knees, clutching her chest with the other. She winced hard as she leaned there and glared daggers at her silent foe.

Karen would of smiled, had she felt like she'd done enough, to turn her opponent into a ragdoll atleast. She glared as her opponent shot those angry daggers, and didn't bother with a verbal response. Instead, she reached for Stone's arm; the tall blond would try to pull Stone towards her, catching her in a waistlock. If all went well, she'd lean back, using the momentum from the pull, releasing and throwing Stone across the ring in a belly to belly suplex.

Sure enough, the mystery woman was on her again, pulling her close for what Stone guessed would be a belly-to-belly.Suddenly, they were very close, chest to chest and face to face, and the power in her opponent's body became glaringly obvious. She was more than strong enough to do not only do this suplex, but to make it hurt.

Stone cried out as she was flung overhead - all 180 pounds of her - and sent flying towards the center of the ring. She landed hard on her back and immediately sat up as the pain coursed through her spine, hissing at the fierce impact. She was hurt, but worse than that, she was vulnerable. As bad as that hit was, she knew that something worse was likely to follow it up.

The big blonde's face was focused as she got back to her feet, intending to use a few moves quick and powerfully, to turn Stone into that wrestling ragdoll. Standing up, she pursued Stone with a rapid walk, like a woman on a mission, until she stepped directly behind her. Bending low, she tried to hook her arms under Stone's waist as she sat up-had she stayed down, Karen would of most likely tried for a quick pin. Instead she locked her grip, intending to pull Stone up and over for a hard German suplex.