Bomber Kishima vs Migiri Oozora II - Last Woman Standing

The crowd counted along with the ref, while Kishima watched in anticipation as Migiri slowly rose to her feet. For a moment the bomber actually thought the titan toddler might not be able to make it back up in time to beat the ten count. Close, but no such luck. And as the wrathful giant stood tall again, Kishima grabbed onto the handle of the kendo stick tightly with both hands and rose it up like a baseball bat.

“There’s more where that came from.” Kishima replied. Then for a moment she pictured herself not in a wrestling arena, but in the Yomiuri Giants’ baseball stadium. Eri Kishima was at bat with three runners on base. And dashing at her was not Migiri Oozora the titan toddler, but a fastball just begging to be knocked out of the park for a grand slam.

Right when Migiri’s hands went for the kendo stick, Kishima stepped forward and swung the weapon right under her foe’s arms and at her ribcage with all her might!

"Guuuuhh!?"

Migiri was lifted off her feet when the kendo stick slammed into her ribs. She hunched over and rubbed her sides. "Rrrrrghhh...." She growled even as tears welled up at her sides. Though it hurt, Migiri straightned up and looked at Migiri with teary eyes. "BAD KI-TAN!" She shouted and lunged at Migiri again. "Waaaaaahhhh!"

Boom!

Kishima had knocked the ball right out of the park!-- er, knocked the wind right out of Migiri, more accurately. A grin came over the bomber’s face, but as she turned to face the titan toddler down again, her foe was glaring her way with tears and hellfire in her eyes.

When Migiri charged again, Kishima instinctively took a retreating step back. “Shit!” she grunted aloud to herself. With her back still aching as badly as it was, the bomber couldn’t force herself to be all too agile at the moment. Kishima needed to stop the rampaging giant before she could get a hold of her! So she raised the kendo stick up high with both hands, then swung down hard to try to crack the weapon right over Migiri’s forehead!

The crowd gasped as the kendo stick snapped over Migiri's head and for a moment, it didn't seem like it was going to stop her. She took two more big, full steps and reached out to grab at Kishima before she lost her balance and toppled to the ground. She rolled onto her sides and curled her knees against her chest.

She clutched her head with both hands and rocked as she cried. "Waaaaaaahhhhh! Ki-tan is a meanie!' She said as tears streamed from her eyes and her lip quivered. "Owie! Owie! Owie!"

The kendo stick cracked over Migiri’s skull, but for a moment it seemed that wasn’t going to stop the giant! Kishima backpedaled and put her arms up defensively, cringing and tensing up in preparation for whatever punishment her foe had in store for her!

But instead, Migiri was suddenly on the ground crying. For a second Kishima was stunned in confusion, as was much of the crowd. But that feeling was soon replaced with simple relief. “Sorry, Mi-tan. Just stay down and Ki-tan won’t have to play rough anymore.”

The ref started to count again, while the bomber walked over to the table she’d pulled out from under the ring. Hoping she’d have enough time before Migiri was back up again, Kishima pulled the legs of the table out and straightened them, then turned the table up and set it down again. Once it was in position, she’d turn back around again to see if Migiri was close to beating the ref’s count. If she had any leftover time, the bomber definitely wanted to creep over toward the steel chair lying near the giant and hopefully get a hold of it before Migiri could.

The kendo stick toppled the titan toddler and dropped her to the thin mats outside of the ring. It hurt and while Migiri whined, it still hadn't been as bad as the last topple. This time she spent most of the count sobbing while watching Kishima set up what she was sure was meant to try and end the match.

While she pouted and rubbed her head, she watched Kishima and tried to keep from looking too conspicuous while she observed. She had slowly gotten to her feet when she saw Kishima turn for the chair, she tried to hop up completely, the tears and pain suddenly gone. She would then try and rush the bomber and kick her hard with a big boot to keep her from grabbing the chair.

Kishima’s hopes of using the chair to further harm the giantess were brought to a swift and abrupt end. She thought it had been safe to reach for the weapon, but the moment she tried the bomber was instead met right in the face with the sole of Migiri’s boot!

“Ngh!” Kishima was rocked back by the impact and dropped right to the ground! Dazed, she just lightly squirmed as she laid there, bringing a hand over her aching head.

This time, Migiri wasn't going to let Kishima writhe on the floor. She reached down and roughly grabbed Kishima by the short hair. "Upsy Daisy, ki-taaan!" Migiri chirped cruelly. "I didn't know you wiked to pway doctor too!" Migiri then heaved Kishima on the table and put her hands on the girl.

"I'll be the doctor and you be the patient and you tell me where it huwts, ok/" Migiri let her fingers trace along Kishima's bruised body as she hummed playfully. They traled up the slope of her breast and along her toned abs. "Does it huwt... here?!

Migiri quickly raised her hand, balled her fist and dropped it as hard as she could into Kishima's midsection.

The ref was just about to start another count once Kishima was dropped again by the giantess. But before any progress could be made on that front, Migiri already had grabbed and yanked on the bomber’s hair to yank her up, eliciting a sudden yelp from her in the process.

She felt herself being rolled onto the table, and a cold chill ran down her spine as Migiri’s hand traced over her battered body. But as uncomfortable as that was, it paled in comparison to the heavy punch that blasted right into her midsection!

“GUHH!!” Kishima cried out while involuntarily jolting forward to practically sit up straight while her arms cradled the spot Migiri’s fist had just pounded on. “Yeah... Sure does..” Kishima replied with a weak grunt through grit teeth before stumbling over. Unless Migiri made an effort to keep her there, the bomber was about to take a less-than-graceful tumble right off of the table and onto the floor.

Migiri's arm snapped forward when Kishima sat up and she grabbed at the bit of uniform between her breasts and clutched it tightly. "It's a good thing you're sitting up, Ki-tan!" Migiri said as she held the weary bomber in place. "We need to check youw weflexes!"

The titan toddler licked her lips and then balled her ffree fist. This time she aimed to smash her fist as hard as she could into Kishima's knee. She did love playing Doctor quite a bit!