Reva Devonport ( debut ) vs Tara Kwan Standard match

Reva would wait a moment and brace herself for an attack, although surprisingly one would never come as Tara instead just paced around her, creating an awkward moment where both woman were on the defensive. " You sure you want to see them again? Not following up will probably be your biggest mistake so far " Reva would respond, slowly moving up into a crouching position as she watched Tara manuever around her.

Reva would attempt to keep the Korean within her point of view as much as possible, although rather than moving her face she would just watch the woman while she was still within her point of view, her eyes following Tara and waiting for the chance to attack. Before long Reva would realise that it would be best to attack the woman when she was switching which side she would motion towards, and would follow through with that idea by waiting until the next time Tara did it before pushing against the mat and diving forward, before then attempting to latch onto Tara's midsection and drill the woman into the mat with what was hopefully a powerful spear.

Reva wasn't exactly smart, but she did have some sense of awareness in the ring, at least not being stupid enough to dive towards a goading enemy without a plan. Although truthfully her plan wasn't extremely complex or intelligent, it would more so require luck, timing and the hope that the Bombshell was quick enough to capitalise on a momentary opening.

Tara was cocky, but careful. If she gave into her inner temptations here and now in an effort to get a grasp on that mighty figure before her, she'd likely be suffering for it for days in pain. All good things in time, she thought.

Her careful pacing one way then the other seemed to pay off, as she too was in full view of Reva when the much bigger woman launched her assault. Eyes widening for the briefest of seconds as she saw that giant figure crouch in preparation to take the Korean's winds out of her sails completely with what would likely be a match ending spear, Tara would opt for a sudden game of chicken.

Running too at the much bigger beauty, Tara would instead aim to jump cleanly over Reva in a leap-frog attempt, yelping all the while, before likely continuing with her momentum to the ropes before returning!

Reva had waited patiently to pounce and would be more than a little annoyed when Tara managed to leapfrog over her, of course she was impressed but also irritated. Trying to quickly salvage the situation Reva would land hands first on the mat before pushing up into a standing position and turning around to face where Tara would be coming from, The redhead was quick for a woman her size, but unfortunately when she was put into a vulnerable situation it did take a while for the large woman to recover, even if she was fast on her feet.

By the time the Bombshell had turned around it would be likely that Tara was right on her again, giving the Korean woman ample time and opportunity to keep control of the situation and deal back some of the damage the redhead had delivered earlier. The crowd would seemingly be getting quite interested in the match, the fans curious to see if Tara's unpredictable and unorthodox style would continue to take Reva by surprise or if the Bombshell could power through with sheer physical prowess.

Returning upon the beauty with momentum on her side, Tara couldn't help but smile. She'd quickly consider her options as she moved, considering both the obvious and the less. Approaching with the grin still wide, she'd apparently look for the latter.

Using the fact Reva's frame was sturdy as hell almost to her advantage, Tara would hoist herself up as if at first she was going for a dropkick. Only, as she approached, her legs would go far too wide for a kick; apparently looking to instead the giants waist!

If all went to plan, she'd quickly try to latch her hands on Reva's wrists. She knew the scissors would by no means torture a woman as thick as Reva, nor would her wrist grips last long.

She was just enjoying her position, given she was now firmly pressing against those massive breasts yet again.

"Heh...Mine..."

Reva would turn around just in time to see Tara approaching quickly and would brace herself to catch the woman, but she would be surprised when her opponent played along and practically flew towards her arms and latched onto them. the Bombshell would then feel her opponent's legs wrap around her waist, prompting the giantess to let out a  slight cry of pain which would slowly transition into a grumble.

Reva would have an awkward moment where she wasn't sure what to do in response to her opponent, which would give Tara a bit more time to work on bringing the big redhead down. " You really are crazy" the Bombshell would growl, before trying to fall forward onto the mat to cause her opponent to hopefully let go of her wrists.

If things went as planned then Reva would attempt to push down on Tara's shoulders, trying to hold the woman down in a hopefully surprising pin.

Again, Tara knew that the chances of her forcing the much bigger and sturdier woman to submit to such a powerful submission where as likely as Tara gorilla pressing Reva up into the nosebleeds. She just wanted to have some fun. And nothing seemed funner than wrapping herself so close to the beauty.

She would but giggle at the bigger woman's retort, locking her ankles and giving a firm little squeeze as her hands fought with Reva's. Reva was stronger by a mile, but all Tara had to do arm-wise was be as irritating and infuriating as possible.

Brought down to her back with a impromptu spine buster, Tara's hands would let go of their grip to the amazons wrist. Her spine already pained, she'd find Reva shoving her down for a quick cover, her legs still attached. The referee already falling into position, the now slightly dazed Tara would try to bridge with her newly released mitts, so that she could not only break the pin but allow a little extra leverage on her 'fun' submission attempt!

Reva didn't quite think her pin was the going to be the most effective, but as usual the redhead thought that her strength could make up for any lack of skill or preparation, as she assumed that simply pushing her opponent's shoulders into the mat would be enough to ensure a dangerous pin. However instead of the expected at least two count Reva would be surprised to see the pin be broken before it even got near that point, the Korean using her freed hands to push against the mat and bridge herself closer to the Bombshell.

Tara in her new positioning had actually managed to get a more secure body scissors going, the squeeze wasn't exactly the strongest but the close body contact was enough to slightly throw the redhead off, especially since Tara's upper body was almost touching Reva's own upper body due to the bridge. Reva would try to shake her mind away from the intimate situations, trying to ignore the warmth of Tara's body against hers and the feeling of the mostly bare body contact. Reva could take relief in the fact that she at least had a less revealing attire, it didn't exactly cover everything but the redhead wasn't sure if she could handle such a position if she were wearing as little as Tara.

" I'm starting to think you're focusing on something other than wrestling " Reva would comment, before removing her hands from Tara's shoulders and instead putting them to better use by grasping onto her opponent's thighs and trying to peel the Korean's smooth and sweaty thighs from her waist, the redhead's lips quivering as she felt the bottom of the Korean's thigh's rubbing against the top of her own. Admittedly Reva was having a bit of difficulty dealing with Tara. the Bombshell may have impressive levels of strength and endurance, but that didn't inherently mean that she could get out of any bad spot, in vulnerable positions such as this one Reva couldn't tap into her full strength, and it didn't help that Tara was no push over, it was easy to forget that the Bombshell wasn't invincible, sometimes the redhead herself disregards this fact, which usually is a factor in her ending up in situations like this.

Had her foe been given the space, and free limbs to perform a spine buster in all its glory, Tara would of likely suffered damage enough to bring about her end in this match up. The smaller Korean was tough, as demonstrated, but a powerful manoeuvre from such a powerful figure, one that she herself had set up inadvertently nonetheless, would of spelt disaster. She took a moment to take solace in the fact she had restrained Reva's arms; such a restraint could of been easily broken had the amazon taken a second to do so, allowing her access to the full power spine buster.

Tara's own legs had long since reduced their grip, not that the scissor could of brought about her foes defeat regardless. Previous attempts at squeezing what felt to be a oak log in her legs had now become a simple hooking of ankles over one another; mostly out of fear that if Tara gave the considerably more powerful a free leg to play with, she'd regret it immensely. She'd make note of such when Reva attempted to remove her soft lock, knowing that if she didn't move quickly, she'd be setting herself up for torture. In terms of continuing the match, Tara herself was running out of options. Every attempt at using her foes size against her had failed, and if the Korean wasn't smart about it, her numerous sly escapes would soon prove ineffective to a woman evidently already catching onto her.

The contact itself provided by her soft leg-clad embrace was enjoyable, but it was far from reducing Tara to a quivering mess akin to a school-girl. Her foe had clearly shown herself to be the stronger, more durable, and more confident in her move-set.

But in the world of lewd, it appeared Tara's openness gave her quite the edge.

"Nah babe..." Smirking as ever, Tara would reduce her bridge so that her back was once more flat to the canvas. Hands now next to her sides, she'd make preparations for the inevitable breaking of her weak leg lock, fully confident as ever that she'd be able to slide her way out of this. Unable of course, to resist winking and teasing a beauty she had already very blatantly shown intentions of 'getting to know.' Completely unaware of the obvious fact that every second she wasted goading the buxom beauty, was another moment given to Reva freely.

"I'm just focusing on you."

Reva would return her opponent's smirk with a frown, admittedly the redhead was getting a bit annoyed at her opponent's continued flirting that in the Bombshell's mind alleviated her control of the match somewhat. " If you've been focusing on me then I'm sure you can guess how this hold is going to end " Reva would growl out, doing her best to ignore her opponent's good looks and flirtatious nature and instead put her full attention to beating down the unpredictable Korean.

Reva could tell that she was making some progress at prying her opponent's thighs from her body, sure she wasn't quite as successful at doing so as she would have wanted but it was impressive enough that she was even somewhat managing to break open a tight leg log with nothing more than brute strength. unfortunately though even for someone with her abnormal strength Reva wasn't quite able to free herself with that alone, so in a rare moment of struggle the Bombshell would try to place her hands at the mat next to both sides of Tara's body.

The Bombshell would then try to use her strength for a different purpose now, trying to push herself so that her upper body would be getting progressively further from Tara's own upper body, although this switch of tactic meant that Tara would likely be able to keep the body scissors applied without needing to deal with Reva's strength, but the added height Tara would need to take into account while the Korean was against the mat would probably cause Reva's opponent to need to put in more effort to maintain the hold regardless.

If Reva achieved her goal of creating some distance then she would follow up by trying to get a secure position with her feet against the mat and try to slowly proceed onto her feet while her opponent still had her in the body scissors. Admittedly the body scissors would become more of an issue as the Bombshell started to move more, actually earning a slow grumble from her and causing a pained cringe to invade her face for a moment, although the redhead's determination didn't seem to fade from her expression.

The body scissors would also make it difficult for Reva to get anywhere near a standing position, but with enough struggle and effort the Bombshell was somewhat confident she could do it, even if it did expand more energy than prying the opponent's legs off her body Reva believed this too be the most likely option to succeed. If Reva did eventually get in the desired position then she would take advantage of her standing position to reach to grasp the lower end of her opponent's back, which likely would be in reach if Tara had tried to keep her legs locked around the Bombshell's body even as she got into a standing position.

Then Reva would change the pace dramatically, after all her slow struggling and fight for control with Tara which pit brawn against brains the Bombshell would attempt to lift the Korean's body off the mat, letting out a long groan as the pain got more intense in her body the more she moved, but luckily if things progressed unexpectedly then the English lass would only need to bare this for a few seconds as she attempted to move her hands up her lifted opponent's body until they were just bellow her shoulders, before she would then try to fall forward and thrust her arms downwards in an attempt to slam her opponent into the mat and hopefully force her to finally release the troublesome scissors.

Every tease and goading from the beauty was simply motivation for Tara to stay cocky. She was evidently getting into her head, whether Reva realised it directly or not. Every second the much larger, bustier redhead thought about what a much smaller, arguably less threatening opponent was considering, was an extra moment of doubt in her mind. One which Tara could exploit. Although, in her honesty, such was not her intention. She was not purposefully playing mind-games with the beauty. She really did want to simply experience that ridiculously attractive frame under a light not so serious and violently based.

Tara didn't bother considering why Reva didn't simply apply thick biceps to thinner legs, cocky but not so much so as to believe she could overpower the giant in any way physical. Rather Tara did not complain, simply smirking as her legs stayed latched, firm yet devoid of squeezing, as Reva began to pick her up.

"So what next...my lover...?" Tara smirked, unable to resist licking her lips at the very thought of rendering such a busty figure so. She'd find her legs parting due to Reva's motions, not simply because the bigger girl was parting them, but simply because she was pulling her own frame far too far from Tara's thighs. The further Reva pulled her, the less she could squeeze; after all, likely no-one had ever gained a scissors victory clad with their shins. You didn't have to broadcast what Reva's intentions were for Tara to get them however, as there seemed to be a reason for Reva opting for such a method of release.

Before Tara would ideally fall victim to such, whatever it may be, she opted to release before Reva slid her fully free regardless. Legs coming back to the ground, her own hands would latch onto the firm biceps of the girl holding her waistline, as if the two were going for some sort of pushing contest. In appearances only of course, as Tara didn't believe she could shove Reva even if she didn't brace. She would make note to bring a leg back though, ever so weary of Reva suddenly trying to fall upon her or similar. Not that it would do much good, mind.

All the while, Tara's cocky gaze stayed permanently latched on. Her hair would occasionally flow into obscurity, but such was quickly fixed with a swaying of her head. Albeit for a few beads that stayed stuck to her forehead of course, given the small layer of sweat that now coated that soft skin. Unable of course, to resist constantly gazing right at that giant chest before her.