Amy Evans vs Zoey Hamilton - standard match

Zoey wouldn't be able to budge her opponent's weight as she rested on Zoey for a second before changing her position and lifting Zoey's leg, the bluenette still not moving much from her spot under the bigger woman's back as the ref hit the mat to signal the count starting " 1!!!" "2!!!" " th-" The ref would start to say before Zoey suddenly turned her shoulder and attempted to push Amy off her, the ref barely noticing the shoulder moving but deciding that it had came just in time and so not ending the match.

Zoey found it hard to break out of that pin but she wasn't about to let herself be finished off yet, perhaps the bluenette wouldn't last much longer but she still wasn't satisfied with the match yet and was determined to continue on.

The blonde thought for sure that she had the match won after that since her opponent hadn't been able to actually do much for a while which made her think that she had the girl finished. Which was a rather abrupt surprise when she kicked out at 2 before she was able to finish her off.

Amy looked around and promptly started to look pissed as she wondered how Zoey actually was able to do that as she promply drove a punch into her face. "Looks like someone doesn't know when to stop."

Zoey would be wearing a smile as she heard the buzz from the surprised crowd, the bluenette loved to mess with people and one thing she particularly liked doing was surprising people who underestimated her. Truthfully had Zoey been wiser she probably would have just eaten the pinfall but she wasn't scared of Amy, she had been against bigger opponents before and although she did usually lose she didn't ever leave with any major injuries. 

Zoey's smile would leave her face though as she took a punch to the face, the Bluenette letting out a yelp before trying to drive her elbow into the Lion's rib in retaliation, still being a bit too pained by the Lionsault to do anything else. Sure she was pained and barely able to move but Zoey was still certain that she could do more damage, sure she might lose regardless after taking more hits but Zoey had lost way too many matches at this point to worry about things like damage control.

Not one to take this kind of insult lightely, no matter of impressive she wanted to go right back on the attack only to be treated to the girl driving her an elbow into her ribs in retaliation. Grunting her pulled back before driving a punch at Zoeys battered gut to keep wearing the resilient girl down so she was less prone to do anything.

Stabding up she stepped down on the girls chest a few times as well she she moved down and tried to pull her up and over her shoulder slowly to drive her back down to the canvas.

The Scot was glad to at least get a shot in, even if she would then received a mighty punch to the gut. As the bluenette let out a pained cry followed by some pants it was clear who had the upper hand in the match, Zoey didn't seem to like the idea of giving up but at the same time she was gradually getting weaker while her opponent hadn't been having to use that much strength in the match.

The bluenette would begrudgingly stay on the mat as Amy stood up next to her, she hated looking up at her large blonde opponent but that wouldn't be her biggest issue as Amy put her foot on top of the Scot's chest before putting pressure on her breasts. Making Zoey let out a squeal as she squirmed and struggled against it, sure Zoey was tough skinned but that didn't seem to apply for her breasts and...other sensitive areas.

Without having much time to rest the Scot would feel herself being hoisted up to a standing position before then being placed onto her opponent's shoulders. All Zoey could do was anticipate whatever was about to happen as she looked down at the mat from atop her large opponent. This is when Zoey got an idea though, the bluenette would immediately try to act on that idea as she attempted to wrap both her arms tight around Amy's head, before then proceeding to attempt maneuvering her way onto the blonde's back.

Zoey may not be as powerful as her opponent but for a woman of her size she was still incredibly strong, plus she could take one hell of a beating and still manage to keep her strength at a high level. If Zoey was able to lock in the sleeper, then she would immediately try to wrap her legs around Amy's stomach and go for a body scissors on the larger woman.

Attack, slam, beatdown, repeat. A simple formula that would eventually get the job done, cause it always does, no matter how tough someone was if you hit them in the right place with enough force they would eventually give way, hit them in the ribs hard enough they slow down when trying to get there shoulders up. Working on a limb, cant use it too much and its easier to make them tap. Amy never discussed a plan because se never needed too, it was textbook at least her mind what needed to be done.

However as she set about doing this Zoey slipped out of her fingers and was able to trap her arms around her head in a sleeperhold and wrapped her legs around her body to make things all the harder to endure Amy found herself falling backwards as the weight of the girl made standing an issue. Gagging at the sudden pressure around her neck started to affect her.

Zoey usually was the type to just deal as much damage as she could, normally through tactics such as relentless beat downs, vicious strikes and power moves. The tactic she was currently employing was a far stretch from her usual style but the bruiser was willing to adapt if it gave her even the slightest advantage over the blonde Goliath.

The bluenette would then feel herself falling before landing on the mat under Amy. It was painful but the Scot much preferred it to bring purposefully slammed into the mat under her opponent's weight. Zoey would ease her hold for a mere moment, before then tightening her arm around Amy's neck again and constricting her.

Zoey would let out a slight chuckle as she managed to take control, the bluenette then opening her mouth again. " Did you think you could get rid of me just like that?" Zoey would say, panting and exhaling mid sentence.

Choking and trying to turn her body any which way if it meant getting just an inch closer to freedom from her grasp. Though she could power out with time if she knew the better route was to simply make a break for the ropes and use them to get some time to get free.

Rolling off to her side she started to drill elbows into her side as she proceeded to slowly work her way towards freedom through any means at her disposal, dragging to drag the girl across the ground on her slow but determined pus for freedom.

Zoey would try to keep her sleeper hold locked in on the giant, truthfully it was taking all of her energy just to try and stay on the woman's back, especially after she had just been sandwiched between Amy and the mat. With a quick glance across the ring the bluenette would notice that they were getting dangerously close to the ropes, letting out a slight growl before mouthing off. " You sure are one hell of a big pain in the ass " Zoey would mutter, not being able to hinder her larger opponent's movements in the slightest.

Before long the Lion had reached the ropes and grasped onto them, causing the frustrated Zoey to keep on the hold for a second longer before letting go and sitting to the side of Amy. Truthfully Zoey was feeling quite pained from her fall to the mat moments ago, The Scot would just grasp onto the ropes and try to make it up to her feet as quickly as she could. Although Zoey wouldn't admit it the match really was taking a lot out of her and even when she was in control the bluenette found herself using more energy than she could reliably maintain.

Slowly she found her hands on the ropes and finally getting the girl to let go of her thanks to the ropebreak. Zoey was clearly annoyed by this but Amy could tell she was also pretty tired from all the fighting she had to do through out the match and even with the fact that she just had the advantage, Amy felt in control.

Smiling she got up to her feet and looked at Zoey walking away from the ropes she brought her hands out and beckoned for the girl to come at her, ready to take her down.