Clyde Gastin Vs. Abbey Abraxas

"GUH!" Clyde crashed hard atop of Abbey, the crowd giving an loud cry of sympathy as they watched the Texan collide with the poor blonde underneath him, watching her get crushed and deflated by a violent splash.

Clyde huffed tiredly across Abbey's body, turning his head towards her and laying his cheek at the top of her abs, huffing cool air, his own bare chest mashed against her's, his chest rising and pulsating against her own as his hand searched her thigh until he got under the back of her knee, hooking it as he just remained slumped over her. Abbey took such a hard hitting combination of moves one after the other. She was done for.

The ref girl was sliding already and slapped her hand on the mat, the crowd was immediately with it.

"ONE!!!"

Abbey barely even flinched when the referee's hand slapped against her blonde hair. Only a soft groan escaped her as the second count was slapped down seamlessly.

"TWO!"

It seemed like Abbey would be still throughout the entire three seconds but as the referee raised her hand in the air, Abbey's eyes opened and she shot her arm up as high as it would go in the air while she kicked out as hard as she could with her unhindered leg.

"RRRGGGH!"

Clyde huffed tiredly against Abbey as he heard the two count, finally it was over. He needed

At least he thought it was until he felt the arm and leg shoot up and heard that mighty cry, kicking out of the pin right there as the crowd gasped in awe as Abbey kicked out!

Clyde had lifted his head, showing the camera's his face full of shock before he slumped over Abbey. To take a barrage like that and still kick out, she was plenty tough and he had to respect her tenacity. As sore as he was, she was pushing him and he loved this feeling. There was no malice in this match either. These were the kinds of matches he missed having. The personal feuds had worn him down.

"You're pretty tough..." Clyde huffed, slapping his palm on Abbey's abdomen, pushing himself to his feet before gripping her arm, trying to guide her to a standing position. He needed a bit of a breather, so he resort to a more basic move.

He grabbed Abbey's chin and lifted it up before taking a sudden swat across the top of her chest with a hard knife edge chop to the sternum. "Hah!"

"Yeah..."

Abbey huffed simply as her chest rose and fell. She laid matted against the canvas, staring up at the bright lights of the arena as Clyde got up first. She grunted as the Texan slapped her abdomen and furrowed her brow but she didn't really resist as Clyde used the energy to help her up. What a gentleman.

Abbey took the moment to try and collect herself before the hard chop slapped against the top of her chest. "Nngh!" She grunted and stepped backwards. "Watch it, pal." Abbey groaned as she rubbed her chest. Honestly, she didn't mind it right now. The rest of her body ached and she'd rather have him slapping her chest than falling on her.

"WOOOO!!" Cried the crowd after the cowboy struck Abbey across the sternum, the Texan native shaking his wrist after he struck the big blonde on the breast bone.

"Don't worry. I know where ta' aim." He mused to Abbey, having done the knife edge chop enough to avoid a girl's goods and hit the bone instead.

"Let's go fer a ride!" He barked, having gotten some wind back in his sails. Clyde pushed himself against Abbey tried to muscle her into the corner behind her before gripping her wrist, suddenly pulling back on her as hard as he could to try and whip Abbey into the corner opposite from them!

If that worked, Clyde would rush to Abbey at full speed and leap high into the air, trying to crush her against the corner with a leaping body splash right into the corner! "HAH!"

Abbey went with Clyde as he pressed against her. She blushed a bit as he was close, but she wasn't even thinking about anything but what to do next and as they closed against one turnbuckle, and Abbey felt Clyde reach for her arm, she knew what to do next.

Abbey ran as she was shoved, fine with the whip, but she stopped before she got too much further and planted her feet. She was the bigger and stronger of the two and she was done being muscled around by the Texan. She didn't let go of Clyde when she stopped and used her sudden stop in momentum to jerk Clyde forward and reverse the whip to send him into the turnbuckle instead.

Clyde hid his blush by turning his head as his bare chest mashed against Abbey's ample bust for a moment before he flung the big girl with all he had... But it wasn't enough!

His eyes widened sharply as the bigger, stronger blonde just came to a sudden Halt and changed the momentum! Instead whipping Clyde to the corner instead at a hasty speed, his legs moving on their own as he ran towards the turnbuckle, unable to stop but able to turn around, slamming his back against the corner.

"Guh..." The tired cowboy hit the turnbuckle hard, an impact hard enough that his legs kicked in the air before he slumped against the corner with his arms dangling over the ropes, looking up at Abbey through the bangs of his hair that partly covered his eyes.

"Huuh...Uh....Hff..."

Abbey knew that hesitation was the calling card of the fool, so as she sent Clyde on his merry way, she immediately followed in his footsteps. She chased after Clyde and as he turned to crash into the turnbuckle she did as well. She turned, almost in time with the Texan but stopped halfway, leading with her hip as she crashed into Clyde.

Out the bangs of his blonde hair, Clyde saw Abbey stomping right for him! His eyes shooting wide open, screaming at himself to move before the big gal reached him. But it was too late and her hot hip plowed right into his unprotected abs..

"P-UUGHH!!!" Clyde spat over Abbey's shoulder as she crushed him against the turnbuckle, his knees going weak and wobbly, leaving Clyde to slump to his rear if Abbey backed off, otherwise, he'd remained pancaked between Abbey and the corner.

"Unf..."

Once Abbey was mashed against Clyde, she grinned and hooked an arm around the back of his neck. Not content to rest on her laurels, she took a step away from Clyde and the turnbuckle enough to nestle him against her plump breast.

"You're not done flying yet, Dusty Trails." Abbey said and would then try and run a few paces towards the center of the ring and hit Clyde with a bulldog.