Izzi vs. Jessica Wright

Cham Cham offending paw was caught by the wrist, pulling her almost completely over the top ropes and into the ring with the force Jessica yanked her with.. The punch caught the catgirl right under the jawline with a heavy thud.

"UGH!" Cham Cham let out gruffly, immediately sling shot back the rest of the way over the ropes and out.. Her small body bounced against the apron of the ring before falling the rest of the way down to the thinly matted floor.


Down on the mat, Izzi had barely stirred... One arm weakly moving over across her face as her small naked breasts puffed up and down repeatedly.

This should have been so easy. It was Jessica versus a waif. Jessica should have torn through this girl and won within three minutes. But this match was just going on and on. The Violent Violet's notoriously short fuse was inching ever closer to one final big explosion. If the crowd thought they had seen the nadir of Jessica's black rage, if Izzi though she had caught the worst of the pain, they were sorely mistaken. Jessica's capacity for violence was close to bottomless. No one had seen anything too serious yet.

But her concerns might not have been well founded. Cham Cham, that little bitch, was now on the far side of the ring, and not really a concern for Jessica anymore. She turned back to Izzi, and saw the slightest movement. It caused the Violent Violet to be taken aback. She thought about sending a few more stomps down towards the smaller woman but held back. Not out of any particular sense of fair play or sportsmanship, but out of arrogance. She had hit Izzi with her finisher. There was no way any girl, let alone Izzi, could get up from that.

She jumped on Izzi once again and got the cover.

With the feline dispatched, Jessica could now throw herself back on top of the prone naked form of the cute succubus. Izzi let out a gruff sounding grunt as Jessica's body weight thumped on top of her heaving chest, feeling her large breasts shoving aggressively back down against her small body. The ref got down quickly onto the mat to restart the count as Izzi's head lulled to one side, puffing out pant after pant in large mouthfuls.

"One!"

Jessica was worried now. Her finisher had come as close as possible to knocking Izzi out without actually doing it as far as she could tell. But Jessica had taken too long in dealing with her stupid little friend, so Izzi was moving now. It was only a few short breaths but Jessica was worried. She would have to trust her sheer body weight to keep Izzi down.

TWO!

At least the goddamn ref was counting now.

Izzi wasn't showing much in the way of response, thoroughly beaten down by Jessica with some heavy moves even before her devastating finisher.. she let out the softest of cute whimpers as she turned her head, nose and lips nudging against the outer side of Jessica's breast and armpit, it felt like Jessica could lay there on top of the kawaii girl for a ten count and she still wouldn't be able to get out.

"Three!" The ref called, slapping her hand down on the mat a final time ending the match thankfully for the little brat despite Cham Cham's misguided attempt to extend the match (or punishment) even longer

There were a few claps, but it wasn't anything of substance. She was not the favorite, especially not here. The bell went off and Jessica rose from the body of the defeated girl. The little ref came over and begrudgingly raised her hand. Jessica felt good as she always did after a win, but she understood that this was not for the belt. It was about respect and how little the two brats had paid her. Well, now they had something to show for it, and that something was not particularly good.

The ref girl let her go and Jessica's arm dropped to her side. "You fucking remember this shit." Jessica warned. She walked to the edge of the ring and hopped over it, landing on the concrete floor of the arena. She cast one look backwards before she began walking out.