American Muscle Vs Italian Finesse: Rebecca "The Enforcer" Tomko Vs Diana Accera

Her face continuing it's smile, she didn't get too full of herself, nor let her excitement take over. Simply because Rebecca had strength, didn't mean she'd give her the insane battle thrill she searched for. Nor just because Diana had a firm stance, did it mean Rebecca wasn't two steps away from throttling her.

Her hands twisting away, with the big woman falling into her, Diana would grapple her leg, to further unbalance the big woman. In an attempt to prove 'the bigger they are' and all that, she'd suddenly turn her body, sideways onto Rebecca. If all went well, the giant would literally fall onto her shoulders, before Diana swiftly rolled her off the other side in a brisk fireman's carry!

And now she was upside down. This was not a good turn of events for the amazon as Diana pulled her head over heels, dumping the giantess down to the mat with a loud thud, the ropes all shaking with the impact of 240lbs of woman going from vertical to horizontal in a few seconds. "Ngh..." Rebecca grunted as she tried to pick herself up off the mat, wanting to turn and face the Italian before she got back to her feet. If she was savvy enough to pull off that firemans carry from a test of strength, Rebecca didn't want to know what happened if she left her back exposed.

It wasn't so much strength that Diana used, but more the momentum of the girl against her. With that much height falling down, Diana had essentially rolled her over her shoulders, not at all carrying the weight of the big woman entirely.

Still, with Rebecca essentially just rolling over her shoulders, it would hardly cripple her. Probably fail to even faze her.

The girls back to her as she started to sat up, Diana would drop once more to a knee, looking for a relatively firm chin lock of sorts, simply to try and reign her massive foe in.

"Hmg!" Rebecca grunted as her attempt to turn around was cut short, the Italian's hand locking underneath her chin and pulling up as Diana's knee dug in between the Amazon's shoulder blades. The ebony giantess starting to feel the pressure in her neck and jaw from one of the more simple but effective holds in wrestling.

Pulling her arms up to grab Diana by the wrist, the amazon attempted to crunch her abs and pull forward, hoping to get enough force to do what the Italian had just done to her moments prior, pull her over the amazon and flip her down to the mat.

Holding the woman firmly, it was simply meant to slow her recovery, so that she could look for a more effective manoeuvre as Rebecca attempted to rise. Except that recovery never came, or at least, not yet.

The amazon's immense hands grabbing Diana's wrist, she found herself thrown over the woman, making sure to tuck her head to try and throw some of the momentum into a roll forward rather than a slam. In front of the amazon, she'd quickly try to roll away, lamenting that she didn't keep the choke tighter on the big woman.

Taking a sigh of relief, Rebecca put her hands on the mat and pushed herself back on to her feet, her jaw and neck still slightly sore from getting cranked over Diana's knee but she was up and Diana was down. A small victory even if it hadn't done any real damage to the big Italian, now the ebony giantess was taking her sweet time to catch up to her opponent, running her options through her mind.

No pinfalls was an... interesting stipulation to be sure. While Rebecca was strong enough to crush someone in a bearhug, submissions had never really been her thing, niether had been just knocking people out cold. She was a more of a 'throw you around until you don't have the strength to move with 240lbs on top' sort of wrestler. That meant this was going to take a while to break down the busty Italian, the amazon was in for the long haul as she started to put the boots in, stomping down on the Italian.

Getting in front of Rebecca, slowly rising, Diana knew it were probably best that she simply wait for her foe to stand. Had she simply gone straight after her whilst she were rising, she would of likely caught a bending Rebecca, that whilst facing her, would of had the easiest opportunity for a tackle.

Whilst Rebecca simply had a power-submission move arsenal, Diana had a much more varying one. Whilst she could pull out an effective bearhug, her confidence even going so far as to tell her she could hoist Rebecca off her feet and squeeze the fight out of her, although the reality would probably be somewhat different, she knew that against a woman of Rebecca's size and power, it'd probably be the opposite of a safe bet. Still, if Rebecca ran into her arms, she certainly wouldn't put it out of her mind.

That been said, her technical, specific-targeting move set was more up for the role here. A limping giant was easy pray, after all.

Lowering her hands, she'd once more start to circle her now standing foe, looking for a chance to take control of the enforcer.

Rebecca let out a growl as her boot hit nothing but canvas, Diana moving out of the way in time and started to circle the giantess while hanging low, probably wanting to trip the amazon up again, but keeping her arms low might have been a good idea for grappling, it did leave her head open enough for Rebecca to close the gap and send out a punch straight to Diana's head.

Her arms low, Diana was looking for Rebecca to move one of those giant legs, so she could again take her from the base. After all, it was certainly a better idea than going for her top heavy frame.

Stepping forward, she'd soon find the giant had plans of her own, as that massive fist rung Diana's head like a bell, forcing the Italian to stumble back some, her hand holding her chin.

[i]Much better,[/i] Rebecca thought to herself as Diana's head smacked back from the force of the Amazon's punch, smirking as the Italian stumbled. The giantess wasn't done with just one punch though: now that she didn't have to worry so much about walking in to an attempted tackle, she felt much safer in reaching out to grab Diana by the wrist with both hands, plant her feet firmly on the mat and start pulling like there was no tomorrow. Trying to whip the busty Italian across the ring and in to one of the corners.