Chelsea Loski vs Vairea Maru. Hair match!

Despite her efforts she couldnt get away from the persitant girl despite getting at least one good shot in before she pounced on her and pinned her to the ground to give her another taunt about the pixie cut. "Trust me it'l look better on you!"

Chelsea began turning from side to side to get Vairea to get off of her by any means necessary. If she could get her hands in a good position she would try to punch her side or face to knock her off.

And Chelsea succeeded, as a hard punch hit Vairea off of the red-headed (literally) girl and onto her back. "Agh!" she yelled, clutching her face. This girl could hit hard! Vairea would have to hit harder.

Maybe a pixie cut would look good on her...? She'd rather have a barber do it, if she was gonna get one.

When the punch sent her away Chelsea moved in and grabbed at her arm and lifted her up to a seated position getting behind her she wrapped her arms around her waist and pulling her head back to lock in a dragon sleeperhold.

"Lets stretch you out for a minute shall we?" She said as she pulled backwards to strech her body and squeeze her neck a little making any effort to escape nearly futile on her part until she decided to let go.

'Oh shit, this couldn't be good. Had to get up. Oh hey, she's helping me! Oh, no.' That was what was running through Vairea's head before the painful hold was locked in.

"AAAAGH!" she shouted in pain as she was bent out and choked at the same time. Fuck, she needed to get out of this. "Y-yeah. I'll remember this." she grunted, before swinging one of her arms up as quick as she could to punch Chelsea in the head and get her to release him.

Chelsea tried to choke out the wrestler and put an end to this match quickly and give this girl a cute little haircut to match the rest of her before Vairea tried to escape by hitting her across the face.

"Rrggh!" She groaned as her head was knocked to the side by the punch. Growling she raises her other hand and drives it into Vairea's belly. She contined to punch the girls belly to weaken her efforts to fight back.

Vairea could feel her vision begin to grow darker. And the pucnhes to the belly certainly didn't help.

"Gggh... let... GO!" she shouted, wriggling like mad and sending more punches up at at least where she thought that Chelsea's head was. She couldn't let the match end this terribly! Think of the disappointed fans... think of the amatuer haircut!

Chelsea sank punch after punch into the girls cute belly, seemingly intending to make due on that taunt she said at the beginning of the amtch when Vairea drove more punches into her face. Chelsea tried to turn her head away and keep going but the punches hurt despite her lack of air and one nlow stooped her efforts when it struck her nose.

"Oww!" She screamed out as she broke the hold and fell back holding her nose as the pain spread across her face. That was a disorienting blow and Chelsea couldnt really respond to well to her surroundings.

Vairea fell forwards onto the mat. Her stomach hurt. A lot. Her opponent seemed to have an obsession with her belly, and she had already bruised it some. "Motherfffucker..." she cursed to herself as she lay on the mat for a while, simply recovering.

However, she couldn't just lay there, as much as she wanted to. She had a fight to win, and hair to cut. She slowly got up and stood in front of her opponent, still panting.

Thankfully the damge was done and she hurt Vairea enough she didnt take advantage and had to rest from the lack of air and the pain of her punches. Rubbing her nose she reset and got back up to her feet around the time Vairea did as they stared each other down.

Chelsea looked down at Vairea's gut which was already showing signs of the damage she had done, with the redhead just casually shrugging. "Warned you that would happen." She said as she moved in and took a shot at her legs to lift up the girl and slam her down to the mat.

Vairea wasn't having any of it. As Chelsea jumped at her legs, Vairea punt kicked her, right in her poor face. She let out a hiss of sympathetic pain at what she had done, but then put on her wrestling persona once more.

"Not so fast." Vairea said, as if she were scolding a child.