Akashi Tanikaze Vs. Karen Starring

Once she flung Karen, Akashi rolled to her knees and looked at Karen as she flopped. The big Sumo dug her fingers into the canvas and pushed off, throwing her body at Karen to try and slap her big upper torso onto Karen to keep the blonde reeling while she reached to hook a leg and pull Karen into a pin.

Panting wildly on the mat, Karen didn't quite know where she was. She soon came too, before Akashi decided again to try and see how flat she could get the blonde's body. Her face a heaving mess once more, Akashi would hook a leg, counting a pin, that seemed to signal a quick end for the blonde.

She'd raise her shoulder, midway between the two and three count, out of pure instinct, as she lay there on the mat, still with the heavy woman using her as a mattress. Unless she can somehow take control of the seasoned sumo, she probably should of taken the loss there and then.

Akashi sighed when Karen kicked out. She was hoping that she could get the easy win, but she wasn't exactly counting on it. As the buxom blonde kicked out, Akashi sat up. She then reached out for Karen's blonde locks and gripped them roughly. As she got to her feet, Akashi pulled Karen with her, looking to tug her into a tight headlock to continue to squeeze the blonde's stamina out of her, hoping to crush Karen's head against the side of her plump breast.

Against Akashi, all that Karen really needed to help her reputation was a good showing. This been Karen Starring, with her 'win or don't bother' attitude, she'd bare her teeth somewhat as she forced that shoulder up, trying her best to catch her breath from the sumo essentially trying to squeeze and crush her until something popped.

Forced standing, somewhat easily by the sheer strength of the sumo, Karen would not be allowed to fully stand and straighten out her figure, instead forced into a bend with her head the victim of a hard crank.

Teeth bared once more, hands to the girl's hefty sides, she'd try somewhat to step back, with the woman in tow. If she could force that hefty base to move, Karen would aim to push her own back off the ropes, in an attempt to then use the recoiling momentum to force the sumo forward against the opposite ropes.

Akashi shuffled with Karen as she squeezed the blonde's head. She was going to reach for a suplex, but first she had to fight against the resistance and try and claim part of Karen's outfit to make that happen. When she finally thought she had it, as Karen back into the ropes, she was suddenly forced off her own balance just a bit and then shoved towards the opposite side when she suddenly found herself running to keep from falling down.

Akashi lowered her head and picked up steam as she raced across the ring. She turned her back and felt the creaking strain of the ropes as she stretched them to their limits before shooting back like a bullet. She lowered her arm as she came back at Karen, looking to smash her like a bulldozer with a hard shoulder tackle.

With what force she could, Karen used the recoil to shove her hefty foe resulting in a relatively quick pace. Had Akashi remained determined enough to insist her arm stayed put, it was likely both women would of been grounded, with somewhat no benefit to either women due to the awkwardness of the fall.

Taking what breath she could, Karen braced herself for the train like figure coming back towards her. It was blatant what was about to come; Akashi simply wasn't the sort to try a running kick of sorts. No, it was somewhat obvious Akashi would be using her enormous figure and natural strength to try and regain control of the blonde, in a painful manner.

Her knees slightly bent, arms somewhat outstretched, Karen had every intention of taking the big woman's collision head on. Karen simply wasn't agile enough to try and slide around the woman for a counter, and simply didn't have the breath to try and lift and slam her foe. And she certainly wasn't going to cower and dodge her foe in a match that had so far been all Akashi. The echoing sound of skin meeting skin filled the arena, as Akashi met the blonde. Karen would grunt as she miraculously brought the titan to a standstill, stumbling back somewhat, clutching the arm Akashi had just impacted with, teeth clenched underneath her lips of the sheer pain from her action.

Akashi had crashed into Karen, but, to her surprise, Akashi's momentum was slowed and stopped. She figured if anyone was going to take the brunt of her shoulder tackle, they would be on the ground unless they were a mammoth woman. However, as Akashi watched Karen back up from the impact, she wasn't going to waste any time giving the blonde praise.

Akashi lunged at Karen and aimed another hard sumo slap at the buxom beauty's big chest to try and drive her back towards the ropes. If she could, then she would try and grab Karen and and send her flying across the ring with all the force she could muster.

Maybe not a mammoth, but something damn close. Or at least something pissed enough, with some power to back it, to simply refuse to give ground. Like Karen.

Karen may have needed time to lick her wound ever so slightly, but she did not take her eyes off Akashi for a moment. She'd already suffered a horrid start because of it. Karen wouldn't even attempt to prevent the chest slap this time, instead stepping backwards with the force, in order to try and lessen it and make the next encounter a little more in her favour.

Recoiling back towards Akashi, Karen opted to apparently accept the irish whip from her foe at first. But as the sumo began to whip Karen past her, she'd place a foot down, aiming to pivot and turn back towards the sumo, coming full circle. Gripping the arm Akashi had just thrown her with, she'd try to seemingly reverse the whip, and push the sumo slightly in the direction she aimed Karen.

Only as she'd begin to turn the momentum against her, Karen would instead bring her other arm around the stepping sumo, aiming for a reverse waist lock to finally attempt some assertion of control.

Akashi was certainly not expecting any kind of reverse to come from Karen, so, as she began the whip, when the buxom blonde's momentum stopped just before Akashi let go, the sumo's eyes widened. Akashi stumbled forward, caught off guard and before she knew it, her big chest was being compressed by a powerful arm.

Akashi's feet gave out from under her and she crashed tot he mats, holding onto her chest as she rolled onto her side. "Shimata..." Was the only thing she could manage as she rubbed her chest and slowly tried to get to her hands and knees.

The simple fact of motionless arms wrapped around a motion-filled target resulted in the hefty sumo being somewhat pulled off her feet awkwardly. Knowing full well it was far too soon to be smug, Karen would sidestep, crouching down somewhat, keeping close to her foe and waiting to pounce.

Her ground game having much to develop, she'd wait patiently for the sumo to stand, in an attempt to rush a arm around her head, returning the firm headlock she was just victim to.