Izzi vs. ???

Izzi dropkick hit the mark but failed to take the big woman off her feet... The little brat tried not to be disheartened however and quickly made to scrambled back to her feet just as Karen angrily charged in. She couldn't afford to allow Karen and Amelie to get the upper hand because of their size, strength and numbers advantage... Clenching her teeth, Izzi abandoned the attempt to get fully back to her feet and instead let herself drop to one side, swinging her legs out at the same time and trying to ensnare Karen's calf in between them

"nnrrr!!!" Izzi grunted out as she twisted her hips, hoping to use Karen's own momentum against her and take her down face first against the mat in a drop toe hold

Karen's greatest strength was also her greatest weakness. Sure, her outright rage and fury could often provide the adrenaline to completely tank monstrous or sharp hits, such as those of a double leg dropkick from an established Kawaii, but when said adrenaline wore off, Karen was often left in a state, to put it mildly. But at the moment, such a weakness was to be dealt with later, as a woman a quarter of her size turning Karen's chest into a bouncy foot rest only fuelled the blonde psycho.

Her foe rose with such speed that Karen of course failed to capitalise on her prone position. Luckily, she didn't want to, at least yet; preferring to try and latch her hands on the Brat whilst standing, so she could somewhat literally ragdoll the poor girl. As Izzi somewhat abandoned her quick rise to again return to the floor, Karen couldn't help but smile darkly. Not only was she close to latching those amazon claws on the girl, but she could end up full-weight pinning the girl from the get go. If it wasn't for a quick flick of kawaii legs.

Dropping onto her hands in an impromptu press up position, Karen's teeth would near grind to dust as the woman bared them in frustration, head down, after narrowly missing landing on her foe. She'd turn her head, leg still partially in the grip of her foes own legs, before she'd try to suddenly retract, shake, and then extend, ideally into whatever part of poor Izzi it could hit!

All the while, Amelie merely glared from the sidelines; trying to resist the urge to laugh at her own impromptu partner, after the much smaller cuter Izzi had tripped her up like an unfortunate schoolchild.

Izzi was determined to try and keep up her fast pace, in fact she planned for things to be so fast that she'd be sticking her ass in Karen face very shortly for the pin. She kicked her legs to disengaging them from around Karen's ankle but just as she was doing so, Karen pulled her leg back and thrust it hard straight into Izzi's midsection.

"Ungh!" Izzi grunted out, getting knocked into a backwards roll from her sitting position. The little brat went right head over heels before coming clumsily into a half sitting and half kneeling position close to the ropes. Reaching up she grabbed onto the middle rung to try and steady herself, fighting to get back to her feet before Karen could bare down on her.

Karen herself didn't mind where the kick hit, so long as it did. Ideally, she would of liked to have taken some pain to the Brat's leg, to remove the speed game from Izzi altogether. Although, she wouldn't exactly be upset if she took a foot to her pretty little face. A broken nose on Izzi's mug would certainly put a smile on Karen's.

Via a heavy dose of luck, the kick connected right in Izzi's stomach, knocking some of the wind from the girl and giving her a nasty shove. Pushing herself fully up, Karen would try and capitalise; the speed of her approach on her back-facing foe causing her improvised attire to jiggle, giving the audience a great eyeful of her ever persistent, somewhat infamous cleavage.

If she moved quickly enough, and mostly if her smaller nimbler foe took too much confidence in rising slowly, she'd simply grasp her hand on the head of the girl, getting a nice neat handful of blond hair!

"FUCKING...GOTCHA...!"

Unintentionally, Izzi had ended up slightly closer towards the opponent's corner where Amelie was watching proceedings keenly... She didn't pay it much mind and was partway back up to her feet; one arm around her midsection where Karen's boot had struck her and the other arm firmly looped around the middle rung when a sense of foreboding and a menacing shadow was cast over her small body.

"Ahhh!!" Izzi squealed out as Karen gruffly grabbed onto the large handful of her cute blonde hair, forcing her fully up to her feet. The little succubus clenched her teeth together at the sharp burn on her roots as she tried to turn and face her assailant, a finglerless gloved hand shoving backwards against the much bigger woman's body to try and keep some space between them so that she might still struggle and squirm out of her grasp.

The moment Izzi unintentionally closed the distance to the busty French woman, Amelie seized her chance, somewhat. By no means the sort to attack a foe via dirty means, she merely stepped along the ropes; curvy hips as ever exaggerating in their sway, before Amelie herself was next to Izzi, only a set of ropes between them. Bending down, she'd bring her face into Izzi's view; her own monstrous cleavage now in full gaze of the Brat, before she simply teased the woman in her own way. Licking her lips, she blew the kawaii a kiss, right before Karen's hand came to break up the moment!

Not even bothering to acknowledge what the hell just happened with her impromptu partner, Karen simply latched on, seemingly trying to bald the poor girl. Before she had chance to deliver a most likely profanity filled taunt, she found a neat hand just below her chest; the small size of the limb causing a minor, almost shark ache.

Screaming out, the blonde would try to hoist Izzi via her hair away from the ropes, before simply trying to toss her across the ring like a bag of sand!

Izzi didn't really have much time to do anything to Amelie who came over on the other side of the ring ropes seemingly to taunt her.. Soon enough Karen was on her and roughly grasping onto her soft blonde hair. The attempt to shove the bigger woman away proved to be futile as Karen suddenly yanked on the brats hair.

"Aiieee!!!" Izzi shrieked as she was forced to hop forwards away from the ropes so as not to lose her pretty blonde hair. No soon had her feet touched back down on the mat when Karen brutishly heaved the small kawaii up and over by the hair. Izzi was lifted up and flipped right over, coming down heavily on her back with a thump. The little imp moved her upper half to a 45 degree angle with the floor as if she were trying to sit up but never quite getting their. Instead she slumped back down to the mat, her fingerless gloved hands coming up around either side of her head where Karen had grasped at her hair so savagely

Karen was irate. Not only did the girl dare to strike her before, using her annoying speed to frustrate the tall blonde, but she dared to run from the woman when in her mind, Karen should be allowed a free beating of the kawaii after what she endured.

Only, a busty french 'partner' had other ideas, at least for the moment.

Slapping Karen's back and tagging herself in, the less experience but by no means smaller Amelie Roux forced herself in as the legal woman. She'd quickly step through the ropes, jiggling figure finding it's feet now on the canvas. She didn't bother looking to see Karen's face. Hell, she didn't need to. She could outright feel both the shock, and barely controlled rage.

She'd quickly step towards the downed Brat, as the referee made her way to a stunned blonde amazon. A waving of hands and shouts simply summed up as warning Karen that she was no longer the legal woman filled her side of the ring, as Karen herself struggled to contain the urge to throttle every woman in the ring, somewhat horribly starting with the referee. Instead, she'd step through the ropes, but instead of resuming a tag partner position, she'd step off the ring itself. She'd stand, near the ring steps themselves, as her anger reached a point it never had; the blonde having to perform long, hefty breaths to try and control herself, save her going on most likely a killing spree.

Amelie knew full well her partner would of been irate, but she did not care. After seeing the surprisingly bouncy rear of Izzi thrown around via the blonde brutes doings, Amelie was almost begging for a crack at the girl herself! She'd somewhat fall to her knees besides the Brat, hands quickly shooting to Izzi's own.

"My little cutie...I hope you aren't done..." She'd mutter, trying to cradled Izzi somewhat forcibly, much to the dismay of the crowd, and most likely Izzi herself. She was of similar size and build to Karen herself, but her intentions in matches were much, much different.

Izzi moved one arm across over the front of her face as the swap was made... Things weren't going to plan, Izzi had hoped to keep Karen in and get a quick pin on her but the bigger woman had gotten the jump on her and thrown her over in a show of her immense strength... Now, Izzi was feeling like she needed a quick time out, while a completely fresh and ready to god Amelie was climbing into the ring and coming in on her.

"nnh.." Izzi let out as Amelie slipped her arm around the back of her head and then forcefully cradled her upwards close to her breasts. The little brat wasn't sure of Amelie's intentions but they couldn't be good for her in this match. Clenching her teeth together and focusing in on the large jugs that hang in front of Amelie's torso, Izzi reared her arm back and then swung forwards... Trying to ram her forearm and elbow into the underside of Amelie's bust line to get her to release

Karen had returned to the ropes, her face still visible enraged, after much urgings from the outside officials. From a onlookers perspective, it was difficult to actually perceive who she was enraged at; the Brat for what Izzi had done to her previously, on her own partner for denying her vengeance for now!

Amelie on the other hand, was too involved with her prey to even notice the issue with her own partner. She'd start to try and pull herself standing with the girl in her arms, before Izzi decided to somewhat literally make the girls breasts jiggle with a sharp elbow. The french woman would release, somewhat wincing from the sharp pain as she stood.

Still, she couldn't help but smile, as her mouth widened, hand coming out to try and taunt the smaller Brat to rise and try her.