Izzi vs. ???

Izzi's arms dangled lifelessly and drapped over the mat as Karen grabbed the poor girl's hair again and started to lift up, she couldn't even grab onto the bully's wrists or press her hands down on the mat to eleviate some of the pressure on her hair.... She might well have been out cold from Karen's devastating powerbomb and at the very least she certainly didn't know where she was. Suddenly Karen would feel a slight snapping sensation in one of her hands and Izzi body sagged down a little further as a faint grunt left her cute lips, perhaps making her think that she had ripped some of the brats hair right out from the roots... But it soon became apparent that infact one of Izzi's hair bands had broken with the continous battering and pulling it had been taken, in one of Karen's hair Izzi's blonde hair was being held loose and out of its pig tail.

Izzi was yanked quickly the rest of the way up, her face bumping into Karen's belly in the big woman's hurry to get her up and continue. She was pulled over across Karen's outstretched knee back first, her chin and crotch pressed down so that her body started to curve into a C. At first Izzi didn't even seem to respond, just getting stretched over by the big woman... But Eventually, her limbs spasmed up and a choked "aauckk!" came from deep within her throat

Karen was very specific in her positioning; seating herself sideways on from the referee, in an effort to bend Izzi over her knee in such a fashion that her arms were partially blocked from view. Karen certainly didn't want a ta pout, not yet anyway, despite it obviously appearing as if she desired such. She was near bending Izzi into a perfect curve after all.

"Come on...Come on..." Karen would whisper to herself as she bent the girl further and further, apparently seeking that cracking sound she sought so dearly. Regardless of whether she was about to gain such a satisfying noise, she'd finally relent, throwing the girl once more to the floor in front of her.

Standing, she'd once more wipe the brow of sweat from her, before weirdly enough, stepping towards her hated tag partner. "I'm having a blast. So much in fact, I'll share the fun." Bringing her hand up to Amelie's arm, she'd quickly tap the big French beauty thus making her the legal woman.

Stepping through the ropes, Amelie's face would remain the same as it had been when she was on the outside.

Utter shock at what the hell she'd just been witnessing.

"nnnngh!!!" Izzi groaned out through clenched teeth, the only thing keeping her opening her mouth and letting out a choked cry of pain was the fact that her jaw was clamped shut by Karen's hand that was pressing down so tightly against her chin. The brat tried to shake her head, hoping to dislodge Karen's press on her but the bully of a woman was too persistent, not allowing her any space at all... She could really feel her back straining in the curve, her belly and bust stretching so tightly upwards that her tube top started to slip a bit until her right nipple was just about peeking out from under the purple material.

Izzi was just about to start tapping out on anything of Karen's body that her hand could find when the big woman shoved her uncermoniously off of her thigh. The kawaii girl's body slumped onto the floor with a noise from Izzi as if she had just been drinking an entire pint full of water and desperately need to take in breath afterwards. She rolled onto her back with the momentum of Karen's shove alone, her arms falling into a sprawled out position and there she remained... The only movement coming from her wrecked body was her small breasts moving up and down heavily as she greedily panted in and out. By now her body was so wet with sweat that it looked like she had just stepped out the shower, one of her twin tails broken and hanging messily at one side and her tube top lifted unevenly so that Amelie could see the underside of her nipple as she enter the ring

Amelie felt somewhat nervous about taking the place of the amazon in the match. She could be rough, yes, but this was something else.

Karen had basically tortured the poor girl.

Stepping closer, Amelie almost considered sitting down besides the girl and crawling over her, forcing her to stay flat to her back for what could only be described as a merciful pin and end to the match. She'd likely have to sprint from the ring to avoid the angry Amazon that would await her, but it was something she was willing to risk for a simple act of mercy. Not that she could stop Karen from enacting a post-match beat down, of course...

Kneeling besides the kawaii who now had her small chest on show, Amelie would lean in as if she was about to give the girl said merciful pin. Instead, at least for the moment, she'd latch her hand to Izzi's small chest, groping and folding the flesh between her fingers as she motioned her hand in a clockwise manner.

"You seem all broken...my sweet..."

It was quite obvious that Izzi was in a bad state as Amelie had commented, but the usually noisy and obnoxious little brat couldn't make much in the way of noise right now other than the continued sounds of the deep pants being forced out of her small chest through her pursed lips..

With the big green haired woman grasping at her small teet, Izzi cringed and made a faint "nh.." sound.
Her body tensing for a moment as if she were trying to resist Amelie but any pretence of her being able to do so (with Karen having done such a number on her) passed within a moment and her small body sagged back out of the clenching, resuming her heavy panting that pushed her small breast into Amelie's hand as she kneaded it in a circular motion

Amelie was in a tough spot. Let the girl go too easy, then Karen would likely storm back into the ring and brutalise them both. And outright beating the girl too hard simply wasn't her way. Rather, again, she'd try to do the best of both.

Sliding on top of the girl, Amelie would hook her legs under and around Izzi's own, after rolling her flat onto her back of course. Grapevine position now achieved, Amelie would bend Izzi's legs out far, albeit not as far as one such as Karen would, simply in an effort to pain the girl a little. With Amelie's curves and weight on-top of Izzi, almost sheltering her from Karen's sight, she'd begin to tease the girl. Finding it somewhat ironic that she was forcing her large chest to compete with that of a Brat's, Amelie's hands would go to Izzi's wrists to secure them to the mat, albeit not in a fashion to pin the girl.

"I'm sorry, my sweet...I won't break you...but I can't let get off easy either..."

Izzi let out an unconscious grunt as Amelie rested her large weight down on top of her, flattening her against the canvas as she worked her legs around the back of Izzi's calves. Having the giant woman's breasts overpoweringly pressing over her small perky boobs displayed what a contrasting size difference therre was between the two girls.

"owwf.." Izzi huffed out with a mouthful of air into Amelie's face as the big woman ground her bossom on top of her, the brats wrists clasped tightly and pressed down onto the mat as she started to weakily struggle against her tormentor

Amelie was careful with her posture, gripping far up Izzi's right arm not only to restrain the girl, but to forcibly yank her arm off the canvas if the referee was to take her stance as a pin attempt. She felt bad for Izzi, but she wanted fun of her own after all...

Humming, she'd continue to grind atop the girl, letting her weight and powerful curves do the work. Alongside her casual humming and steady pace, Amelie would begin to widen her legs with Izzi's hooked; apparently eager to see how far the girls limbs could bend, in something of a overly keen test of sorts on the girls physique.

Izzi seemed to be becoming a little more aware of her surrounding.. panting again into Amelie's face, the little brat turned her head to one side and started trying to pull her limbs free of what ever predicament was engulfing them... her bare nipped ground and poked into the underside of her opponents large booby as she twisted her lithe form...

In her half unconscious state, her only chance of escape was Amelie letting her go, or the fact that the size disproportion between her and Amelie was so great that as her struggles increase, it would become increasingly more difficult to keep the kippers little kawaii under control

Amelie was used to handling small women, but Izzi's own passionate yet cute struggles quickly put her beyond that of the other miniature women she'd body pressed in the past. Given Izzi was sweaty as hell, with the French giant soon joining her, Amelie figured it was only a matter of time Izzi slid from beneath her like a bar of soap. Completely forgetting she had resigned herself to a softer approach given Karen had already given the girl hell, she'd begin to rise, aiming to latch that hand to the girls hair to force Izzi up with her, letting her wrists finally free from touch.

"Such life in you my sweet...Maybe it would be a better idea for you to...play dead?"

Aiming to pull Izzi up, dead lifting the smaller brat if needs be, she had every intention of pulling the girl into a soft yet firm embrace, again nuzzling her massive chest against her. Already eyeing up the open space behind her however, it was somewhat clear Amelie didn't intend for such a cuddle to exist for long...