Cecilia Northman Vs. Isabella Snow

Standard Match
Rules: Standard
Victory Conditions: Pinfall, Submission or K.O



Right after the blond beauty had beaten the rather friendly Rosaria Thorn, she had meet a white haired cocky girl with blue eyes. Who seemed to have a bone to pick with the powerful Swede. She made some rather annoying claims and acted in a rather annoying manner, one which Cecilia was not in the mood to listen to at that time. She had far too many white haired bitches who were gunning for her or wanted to annoy her already so the notion of another one simply caused her to sigh. Still, the white haired woman said her piece and then it was over. Or at least so Cecilia thought, she was soon informed that she was to have a match with this white haired cocky brat and found out that her name was Isabella Snow.

Not like her name really mattered or anything, all that mattered was that she was gunning for Cecilia and the blond beauty would have no choice but to smack Isabella down and show her just why you didn't pick a fight with one of the best wrestlers in the business.

Already in her locker room, Cecilia stood readily dressed with a towel over her head, having just finished taking a shower before this match, the towel was draped over the her blond head of hair as she looked on at herself in the mirror, she was as in perfect of a shape as ever, her toned muscles, her ivory skin and her golden hair wrapped up in the tight packaging of her tight fitting top, draped over with that jacket and those pants, with heavy boots and gloves that fit rather well. All in the colors of black, red and white. She would crack a grin as she'd throw the towel off of her in a swift motion as she head out of the locker room. Making her way down the hallways towards the ramp where she would stand at the Gorilla position, she'd take a deep breath as the stage hands worked their magic and started up her music.

Following which the Swede stepped out onto the ramp and with it she was showered with the shouts and cheers of the AFW crowd, the fan favorite Queen was here and she was making her way down towards the ring. Confident steps was all she took as she made her way up to the ring and climbed inside through the ropes, moving up to her feet she' raise her right hand as if it was raised by the ref-girl already, before she'd walk up towards the far off corner and settle in there, leaning back and releasing a sigh, now all that was left  was to wait for this cocky bitch.

Spoiler:

Two years Isabella had gone without coming face to face with the infuriatingly arrogant Cecilia Northman and now within the span of a couple weeks she had not only had a run in with the self proclaimed queen but found herself scheduled to face her in a match as well. She privately expected someone in management had caught wind of Isabella's distaste for the blonde and had arranged not just this fight but Rosaria's match with Cecilia as well, likely in the hope of antagonizing Isabella into confronting Cecilia directly. Whether that was true or not thats how events had unfolded and now Isabella was gearing up for her long awaited match with the other Northern Queen.

Isabella's snow white hair, the source of her assumed last name, seemed to radiate with its own light in the locker room whose fluorescent lights reflected off her pure white locks. Collecting up her hair Isabella pulled it in front of her shoulders to keep it out of the way while she pulled on her black leather jacket. It was cut short to pair nicely with her curve hugging purple top as both exposed her toned midsection, Isabella stretching her legs before the mirror with her black pants highlighting every curve of her hips and rear.

A knock on the door told her that it was time to head on out and Isabella couldn't be happier, her eagerness showing as she pushed right past the messenger outside knocking him on his ass when the door smacked him in the face. Isabella continued on without so much as a glance backwards, arriving at the arena entrance before Cecilia's music had even finished up. She stood there, foot tapping as she tried to be patient, and failing as she quickly began pacing back and forth. When her music did start up Isabella turned on a dime and strode out through the curtains out onto the stage, the fake snow that accompanied her entrance only just beginning to fall. She walked down the ramp at a brisk pace and without slowing down at all she slid into the ring, hopping back up to her feet with her arms spread wide as if inviting Cecilia to come at her then and there.

Her eyes were fixed on Cecilia and for several moments Isabella didn't even blink, her arms slowly dropping down to her sides as her music faded away to nothing. "Rosaria sends her regards by the way, seems you left quite the impression on her. Still told me to kick your ass though." Isabella had been a bit annoyed at how complimentary of Cecilia her friend had been, but at least now she could vent some of that on the woman herself.

Cecilia watched as soon enough the white haired woman made her presence known to the crowd, watching yet another silver haired babe walk down the ramp to go into a match against the golden haired beauty that was Cecilia Northman. At least she would get to see just how well this Isabella Snow would be able to fare against her and see if she could provide some ripe entertainment. It wasn't long before Isabella had made her way up to the ring and climbed in, stretching her arms out in such a manner...a part of Cecilia wanted to move in and clock the busty American right in her face...but she waited.

There was a cold silence between the two as their opposite colored eyes were fixed upon each other, watching each other. When the music finally faded it seemed as if Isabella had some words to say. Cecilia would nod her head and then of course roll her eyes at the final comment of Isabella's. " Well she did make for an interesting opponent. as for you, If you're half as good of a wrestler as you are cocky then you might be able to entertain me." Cecilia let out as a wide grin would form on her lips, she'd move up towards the center of the ring. Rolling her shoulders a bit before she'd step up right into Isabella's face, attempting to bump her forehead against the fellow buxom beauty, pressing her large breasts up against the American's large pair. " Won't change the fact that I will break you." Cecilia kept that cocky grin on her face as she'd start to raise her right arm up, and her left, attempting to offer a test of strength...to see just what this white haired beauty could do.

Isabella slowly pulled off her jacket while staring down Cecilia, slipping it over her shoulders with her bare arms now showing, pretending not to listen to the blond as she tossed it out of the ring to a waiting referee. "Entertain? If having your ass kicked is entertaining for you then I know you'll have a good time." Isabella replied while looking to the referee now holding her jacket, turning back to face Cecilia only to find her much closer than she had been a moment ago. Her instinct was to put Cecilia on her ass but she held back, smirking right back at the woman as she stepped right up into her face driving their chests together much to the enjoyment of the crowd judging from their excited whistling.

"Break me? You'd be adorable right now if you weren't delusional." She said back to her, not giving up even an inch of ground to the busty blond woman. She glanced up as the first hand rose up and then her gaze moved over as the second rose as well, her grin somehow growing even wider while she nodded in acceptance. "Straight to the point huh? Good." Her own hands rose up, her fingers weaving themselves between Cecilia's, Isabella setting her feet before she gave the first push forward against Cecilia.

After Isabella had handed off her jacket to the ref-girl the two beauties met. Their large breasts mushrooming up against one another as those pairs of titanic tits already started a little wrestling match of their own, fighting for dominance against one another with the aid of their powerful frames backing up those mighty breasts. The crowd was already getting riled up by this close challenging approach between these two powerful looking ladies, as they started letting out catcalls and whistling at the two hotties.

Isabella's words made the blond beauty roll her eyes, she would just show this so-called Northern Queen what she was in for when she started to mess with the best around. The mighty Swede soon pulled her arms up and felt how Isabella's hands gripped onto Cecilia's and soon their fingers entwined with one another. A strong grip meeting a strong grip as soon enough Isabella started by pushing forward, something Cecilia answered by bracing her feet and holding against the fellow busty beauty, not moving an inch. " You're in way over your head Snow." Cecilia spoke out as she pressed her forehead against Isabella's her red eyes glaring into Isabella's blue eyes as their strong bodies pressed and ground up against one another.

And so the match Isabella had waited almost three years for began just as she knew it would, a contest of strength perfect in her mind as it would help establish the tone of the fight from the very beginning. The muscles in her legs and chest tensed up as she began to push against the immovable object that was the blond, Isabella almost headbutting Cecilia as they pressed their foreheads together with their steely gazes locked from the first instant of their confrontation. "Considering I'm above you blondie, I don't think so." She replied through gritted teeth and a broad smirk on her lips.

Thankfully Cecilia didn't buckle at the first show of force from Isabella who found herself in a stalemate with the blond woman as she pushed and pushed without gaining an inch. Neither was she losing ground though, her own strength that she was so proud of not faltering in the face of such stiff competition. "Not bad, can you keep up though?" As soon as the question left her lips Isabella slid her ft back a few inches and surged forward, throwing even more of her strength against the woman, curious to see if she could hold up.

Cecilia and Isabella's large muscular and busty frames pushing against one another in an intense contest, their large breasts doing battles much like their foreheads, muscles were flexing and showing off their power as the two titanic beauties were going head to head in a show of strength. The words of Isabella caused Cecilia to huff out in annoyance, she couldn't wait to put this girl in her place.

The strength of Isabella was quite impressive so far, but the blond was keeping her stand against her. Keeping her ground like a stone statue which would not move and inch, while Isabella was working as some kind of unstoppable force who tried to go right through. Isabella's question caused Cecilia to raise an eyebrow as she felt the girl slip back and bit and started to throw even more power into the contest along with more of her body weight! Cecilia let out a low grunt..." Cocky brat.." Cecilia let out as she braced her feet and kept her ground. " It's not a question if I can keep up with you, the question is if you can keep up with me!" Cecilia let out as she would start to push forward now! Instead of using her power to keep herself grounded she shifted into high gear and with her strong muscles and body weight she'd push forward with impressive might. Turning this battle to be a fight between two unstoppable forces...!

Isabella couldn't suppress the bout of laughter that followed when she heard Cecilia's cliche retort, even going so far as to roll her eyes at the woman while she formulated a come back in her mind. Cecilia was every bit as arrogant and sure of herself as Isabella had been led to believe in the years she had watched her in matches, but if she thought that seemingly unshakable confidence was going to rattle her then the blond would have to be reminded who she was facing.

Before she could say anything however Cecilia didn't just meet her show of force, she responded with an even greater one of her own, Isabella forced to take a single step back before was able to lock her knees and stand her ground. Her arms and legs trembled for a moment but she brought them under control quickly, gritting her teeth more in annoyance at being forced back than of exhertion or pain. "Okay, not bad...but disappointing if I'm honest." Isabella begrudgingly complimented the woman before throwing the full extent of her strength at Cecilia, no more holding back as she would put Cecilia truly to the test.

Cecilia smirked as she pushed forward, for all that her little line might have been cheesy it felt more than appropriate to lay onto this brat of an opponent! Also as Cecilia decided to start and actually push her opponent instead of trying her best to keep her ground, she was soon enough able to push Isabella back a step and it looked pretty much as if it bothered Isabella immensely. Which only pleased the mighty blond.

However, it seemed that Isabella herself had her own little chance to shine! The crowd were roaring and cheering wildly for the beauties! Wanting to see a winner in this test of strength that was the most traditional type of start for Cecilia to perform. When she felt Isabella pour in that great amount of power into her next push the blond's eyes widened a bit, she was forced to back up two steps...before she managed to brace her feet and lock herself stiff...stopping the movement!

" Kh...don't get cocky kid!" Cecilia let out in a clear sign of frustration, she already figured out that Isabella was strong as hell, the blond powerhouse couldn't help but at least get a bit excited about this blond beauty in front of her after such an impressive showing...however! It was time to put this brat in her place! Cecilia would grit her teeth the muscles in her back, arms and legs flexing as she'd push forward, stepping forward with her feet as she herself would use the full extent of her amazing power right now! Attempting to push Isabella back all the way to the ropes in a rush of strength!

"Kid? You don't realize who you're talking to exactly do you?" Isabella said in pure disbelief at having heard herself referred to as a kid by someone who couldn't be much older than her, if at all. Perhaps she could understand it if there was a large difference in their experience but even there she had been wrestling for a few years now, not as long as Cecilia sure but not small amount of time either. "This kid as you say is going to have some fun with you."

Cecilia had been forced back several steps but Isabella wasn't fooled for a second into believing that she had overpowered her completely, keeping her legs locked in anticipation of the surge that was sure to come. And come it did, Isabella forced back first one step and then another, before long she had been forced halfway back towards the ropes but she went no further as she found her footing. Isabella would have bragged then, telling Cecilia how she would push her back now, but she was using all her strength already and she suspected Cecilia was as well. It seemed their contest of strength was at a stalemate.

"Okay, you're strong, I'll give you that." Isabella said through gritted teeth, her arms shaking somewhat as she kept the woman at bay. She needed to transition out of this though so she performed a quick twist of her body while tugging on Cecilia's arms, trying to hip toss her up, over, and down onto her back.