Jessica Wright vs. Karen Starring

Jessica was breathing hard again. She was stronger than Karen by what seemed like leaps and bounds, but Karen was still substantially heavier than her. Yet through all her huffing and puffing she managed to blow this house down and the blonde woman now laid at her feet. Jessica had no idea what she was on about as she had barely a drop of fat on her body, besides in her breasts and there was nothing she could really do about that. The comment caused her to smirk, though. They were only a few minutes into the match and already this woman was clutching at straws.

She bent over and deadlifted the woman in the air again, this time not to slam her right back down but to stand her up. The Violent Violet put the blonde woman on her two feet before carefully intertwining her leg, barring any sort of escape. Then she pulled her opponent into an ab stretch, one of her favorite submissions.

The Violent Violet loved how sexy it was. Her opponent's full body was on display and being forcefully and painfully bent. "Let's see how long you can last." Jessica threatened, her voice filled with vinegar and hatred.

Again, her foe would pursue quickly, again locking those firm arms around Karen's gut from behind. She'd grunt, as ever trying to fight the hold in vain, cursing her somewhat large chest that would always prevent her from slipping straight down through those arms. Not that Jessica would ever let her.

Forced up, Karen would again cover her head, careful that her foe seemingly again was looking for a suplex attempt, with the big blondes legs simply dangling as per the norm. Somewhat thankfully, she'd find herself back on her feet, with waist lock released to boot. Somewhat confused at her apparent safety, to her horror, she'd find her strong foe hooking around her with all the sure fire signs of a ab stretch.

Biting her lip in absolute pain as her body was aptly, stretched, she'd extend her free arm as far as it could do the nearest rope. It might as well been on the other side of the planet. Knowing that she wouldn't be able to break free, and if she did, the damage she'd of taken would of probably made a early tap out the smarter option, she'd try to hobble on her feet for what she could, desperately trying to edge closer and closer to the nearest rope.

This woman had clearly not gotten the message yet. Jessica was stronger. Jessica was meaner. Jessica was better. Her words had obviously failed to make much of an impression on this woman which meant that her actions would have to. She was a little bit peeved when Karen had the temerity to even reach for the ropes, but when the woman began trying to walk them there, Jessica was full on angry. "You're not going to make it." Jessica warned.

"You're never going to make it." Jessica pulled the stretch back as hard as she could, trying to inflict the maximum amount of pain possible. Her taut muscles could do more than pick Karen up and drop her down. They could also bend this poor blonde woman beyond recognition.

And she sure as hell wasn't going to let her get to the ropes. She planted her feet firmly and resolved to not budge, not even an inch. Karen's leg began to get pulled a little more to just to ensure that the wrestling duo would stay put.

Karen would edge closer, inch by inch. But gaining an inch didn't really help, when she needed a few metres. She'd whine as Jessica would of course try to seemingly split her wide open, silent withheld moan now turning into a very loud painful one. She'd clench her free hand into a fist, trying to do whatever to bare through the pain as her eyes shut from the agony.

Soon opening them, she'd again latch them on the ropes, which somehow cruelly, appeared to have moved even further away. Again raising her hand, she'd find that with renewed vigour on Jess' part, her edgings forward were now getting her absolutely no-where. Bringing said hand back to her face, to almost hide it from the agony of the crowd, she'd struggle to stop her eyes watering from the pain.

"F...Fuc...fu..." She'd cry, hand shaking near her thigh, as she realised what she had to do. Trying to withstand the pain for as long as she dared, in the effort to see if it at all faded, she'd reluctantly tap, screaming out her finished phrase as Jessica took control minutes into the match. "FUCKKKKK!!!"

Jessica gave Karen one last tug before letting her go and shoving her a bit. One or two steps back was enough to gain a little distance and she didn't even bother with a proper wrestling stance. One hand was on her hips as she stared a hole into Karen with her eyes. "You've got all that weight and you aren't doing shit with it. You've got all that muscle and you can't bring it to bear effectively. You got those big boobs and you're not a stripper. What the fuck are you doing? Not just in here, but as a whole?"

She scoffed. "I am the best. You don't know that now, apparently, but you are going to find out. You are going to fucking scream." Her taunts came almost lazily and with a wave of her hand as if it were the most matter of fact things she had ever said.

The Violent Violet cocked her head to the side. "Two more. Two more and you are fucking done. You know that right? We are two goddamn minutes into the match and you have already tapped."

Karen somehow miraculously avoided the fall to her knees, despite her body near crying for a rest after being put through the stretching rack that was Jessica's body. She merely stood there for a moment, trying to get what sense she could back into the parts of her body that simply would not move. Probably unwisely, she apparently seemed to ignore the majority of her foes rant, not out of choice, but simply out of the fact she had other issues to focus on. Like her body nearly being stretched to breaking point.

Finally, she'd turn, having tried to shake what movement she could back into the blood in her arm and leg, eyes latching on the woman as she told her the straight up facts. Two minutes in, and one down.

"Gross little slag gets one move in...thinks she's gods gift..." She'd mutter back, again most likely unwisely. With that, she'd step forward, her un-aching arm raised, as without skipping a beat she'd try for a backhand slap right above Jessica's ridiculous chest, trying to fill out the arena with the sound of flesh meeting flesh, with the added benefit of trying to jostle Jess' assets like jelly!

Jessica knew there would be some sort of reprisal coming. Karen didn't seem like the type to take things lying down even if that was in her immediate best interest. Jessica had her hands out wide, not even trying to defend against whatever it was that the blonde titaness wanted to throw at her. A hard slap came down on her chest and Jessica winced for a second before going back to her neutral, almost bored face.

"How about another?" Her breasts were still jiggling slightly as she offered Karen another shot at it. Her violet eyes burned with intensity and there wasn't a scintilla of fear in them. The blonde woman did not intimidate her in the slightest.

"Or are you too goddamn weak?" Jessica gave the 'bring it' motion with her hands.

Karens strike hit the woman cleanly, but it didn't budge the powerful woman, not one bit. Of course it fucking didn't, would mutter through Karen's head. Tilting her head, body still nearly torn in two from having a petite powerhouse damn well break it, she'd spit to the floor besides Jessica. She would of watched that massive chest bounce and jiggle all day, had their owner not being such a threat to Karen's very survival at this point.

"Just, shut the fuck up.." She'd mutter quietly, apparently losing confidence given the sound of her tone, before she'd try to fire off another one, in an attempt to not only rebuild said confidence, but also of course hurt the animal before her!

Jessica was ready for it this time. Internally, she braced for the blow to come. Karen's arm made a high arc and the downward thrust of it seemed to come in slow motion. She traced its arrival with a lazy look in her eyes. All sorts of matches were firmly under her belt, in AFW and in the indies. She had seen a thousand different women in the squared circle, and Karen was not special. In fact, Karen's antics were borderline soporific. Jessica thought she was going to fall asleep right then and there.

The blow came in hard, and a little bit heavier than she anticipated. She did her best not to react to it and only faltered a little bit. But Jessica righted herself immediately. Time to play mind games. "Are you the real competitor? Did you just wander her my accident? You know this is the AFW arena, right?"

Her hands were on her hips once again. She was brimming with confidence. A blank look came over her face. Silently, she wondered what Karen was going to do next.

Karen was becoming devoid of confidence, to say the least. Two open target strikes and nothing, not even a wince or a yelp. She couldn't even see a mark developing. "You..must be joking..." She'd mutter, barely audible to her busty foe, hands up in a almost cowardly defence in case Jess tried something.

Karen simply put out her foes taunts, knowing that if for a moment she actually listened to her foe, she'd struggle to contain a weep, as she simply had no counter or action to support that she was in fact serious!

Running on poor ideas and weak plans, the best idea to mind was put into use for the blonde, as she'd try to force confidence to fill her face. Arms coming semi-wide, she'd scream to her monstrously powerful foe. "Come on then...you fat loudmouth...you take a shot..." She'd somewhat cautiously mutter, preying her foe would opt for a simply strike if she did take the offer, so that Karen might have chance of a counter!