Zoey Satoshi vs. Alouette LeBeau

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Zoey was just putting the finishing touches on her outfit, leaning forwards and peering into a mirror as she arranged her hair as neatly and securely as she possibly could to avoid any embarrassing wardrobe malfunctions later on. She finished up and turned back and forth to look herself over, and smiled to herself at the realization she'd done it all correctly on the first time, she thought she looked very good. Her hair was organised nicely, with the blue streak emphasised at the front, and a braided section down the left side of her head, held in place by a cute square hairclip. As it turned out, she did look as good as she thought

The locker room clock caught her eye and made her gasp, the match was about to begin in just a minute, yet nobody had come knocking to let her know! Zoey quickly stuffed everything back into her locker and raced out to the entryway, arriving just in time as her entrance music began to play over the arena speakers. The audience gave out a loud cheer once it did, and Zoey stepped out into the lights in-time with the song, a smug grin on her face. She always loved being reminded that she had fans, and people who actually wanted to see her win. Zoey strutted down to the ring, timing her steps with the beat of her music and high-fiving a line of outstretched hands belonging to the audience members closest to her.

When the little redhead got to the ring, she slid in under the bottom rope and rolled nimbly onto her feet, throwing both hands up into the air with the index fingers pointed upwards, getting another cheer out of the audience before the arena went dark to prepare for Alouette's entrance. Zoey was dressed in yet another new outfit, seemingly struggling to find her 'look'. This one consisted of a tight-fitting matchign duo of sports bra and sports briefs, both in black though a very wide red stripe ran up the middle on both the front and back sides of her top and bottoms. She wore very pale red elbow pads, fingerless black gloves, and some pull-on classic-style red boots that didn't quite reach her bare knees.

She placed her hands on her hips and stared up at the entryway, wiggling slightly out of excitement, eagerly waiting to see what Alouette looked like.

Putting the glove over her taped hands Alouette was getting ready for the match tonight. The big French woman was looking at herself closely in the mirror for some moments. Like always she was wearing her tight black bodysuit and a pair of heavy boots. The bodysuit was doing a pretty fine job to show her curves and her muscular body as well. The big woman spend enough time in the gym to show it to someone. And the fans were liking her body after all so it was just the best thing to do.
The big woman would turn around and walk through the looker room. She would walk past an bench and grab her white coat that was laying on top of it. She wasn´t normally a show woman, but she just liked this coat and she owned it for a pretty long time. It was kind of a good luck charm for her, although she wasn´t having much luck with it. Then the big woman would step out of the locker room and walk tough the backstage area. While walking through the hallways she was throwing a handful of punches into the air, getting ready for the upcoming match. She did a little bit research on her opponent.
Her opponent this night would be a little brat nothing more. If this woman wanted to look Alouette into the eyes she would need a ladder… This match wouldn´t take too long. All Alouette needed was to get a few punches in and maybe a few throws or moves and this little woman wouldn´t be able to walk for the next few weeks. Or maybe Alouette would take her time showing that bug her place. Small girl like her didn´t belong into the ring with someone like the French. The only thing girls like her should do around a ring should be cleaning up or brining the real fighters water!

Alouette would stop right before the entrance ramp and moved her shoulders a bit. Then her music started to hit. We are the Empty-Wasteland Slowly Alouette would walk out into the front and stand on top of the ramp, looking around for a moment. Then the big woman would start walking down to the ramp slowly, while tensing her muscles to show them to the fans. As soon as Alouette reached the ring she would walk up the stairs and get onto the apron and stand there for a moment posing for the cheering crowd. The giant would enter the ring in the next moment by bowing under the top rope.

Inside the ropes alouette would walk a round before letting her coat fall to the floor and posing one more time to the fans. After she was done Alouette would take her coat and walk past the smaller girl without saying any word. The big French would only go into her corner and lean backwards against it. There she would wait until the ringbell would ring and open the match, what made her walk into the center of the ring.

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Zoey's smug grin vanished momentarily when Alouette's enormous frame appeared at the top of the ramp. Even from this distance, it was easy to see the French wrestler's large muscles bulging out against the tight sleeveless leotard she wore. The woman's massive size and sheer physical power guaranteed it wouldn't be an easy match for Zoey, who stood more than a foot and a half shorter than Alouette. Zoey didn't let the extreme size gap affect her appearance though, and her smug, confident smirk spread back across her cute face. She stood as tall as she could with both hands on her hips and stared down the muscular wrestler on her approach, her (possibly misplaced) confidence on display.

When Alouette entered the ring, many of the differences between the two wrestlers' bodies were emphasised greatly. Standing next to Zoey, Alouette looked like a monster, with the little redhead's face only as high up as Alouette's breasts. The French lady's arms were as thick (if not thicker!) as Zoey's thighs, and her big, muscular abs stood out when compared to Zoey's smooth, flat belly. Despite the gigantic gap in power between the two, their odds were listed very close together, though Alouette was still predicted to win the fight.

"How much do you spend on steroids every week?" Zoey teased, standing her ground and smirking at Alouette as the giant walked right past her.

Aloeutte would reply to her opponent´s comment with a simple smile: “I spend as much on Steroids as much as time you spend in the Gym… absently Zero! This is all the product of workout, hard work out! But this is something you obviously never do!” After that Alouette would get into her corner waiting for the match to go on the way making the small girl eat her own words. As soon as the ringbell would ring Alouette would walk towards the center of the ring. The eyes of the bigger woman were locked onto the smaller girl the whole time, while coming closer.

When the two women would stand in front of each other Alouette wanted to humiliate Zoey directly. The big woman lifted her hands up for a lock up with her opponent. Naturally she knew that Zoey would back away from that. But that was kind of the plan of the French. She wanted that the little woman would back away from it to use this to tease her as a scared little bunny. But if Zoey would go into this test of strength she would show the world how weak and stupid she was. She would be clearly overpowered. But if the little woman was really stupid enough for getting in Alouette would have some fun with her that way!
Either way Aloutte would have her fun with that little bug. It would only matter how stupid that bug was!

Zoey, being almost a full foot shorter than Alouette, saw the giant lady raise her hands up for a lockup and rolled her eyes. There was no way she could reach Alouette's hands from here, but she tried anyway. The little Japanese girl stood up on her toes and stretched her hands up as far as she could, groaning with the strain, and still didn't quite make it. Next, she started bouncing up and down, trying to catch Alouette's hands. The audience liked the display, but Zoey's red cheeks showed she didn't approve quite as much.

Her hands finally locked with Alouette's and pulled them down to a more manageable height, the smaller wrestler putting one foot back to steady herself, and then pushing hard against her opponent, pressing all of her (very poor) strength into the struggle. She absolutely expected Alouette to immediately overpower her, but it'd make for a fun highlight to watch later, and if she somehow overpowered the French woman instead it'd be an awesome sight too.

Alouette would smile when her opponent had problems reaching her hands. It was almost like putting some cookies on the highest self to keep it away from kids. The big French woman would even hear the crowed laugh a bit at the smaller woman.

Then when Zoey finally was able to get a hold on to the big hands of Alouette the smaller girl was the first one starting to put pressure onto it. At first Alouette would only hold against it for some time, trying to find out what the peak of the power of her opponent was. It was almost shocking how fast they reached it… Alouette couldn´t really say that Zoey was putting much into this, making it a easy task for the strong woman to hold against her. But Alouette got something in her head. She would put a very tensed look onto her face and would start to move backwards… “How can you be soo… strong?” she would ask zoey while biting her lips. Alouette would move backwards a couple of steps. The fans would get pretty quiet for a moment. Then Alouette would stop and hold the two women in position for a moment. “Just kidding!” Afterwards the French would try to push Zoey backwards into her own corner. When Alouette was done with that she would stop pushing her opponent and let go of her hands. Instead Alouette would try to grab the shoulders of Zoey and pull the woman forwards and smash her right into the mat. The crowd would start to laugh again.
 

Zoey herself gave the audience a smile when she finally caught Alouette's hands, and bounced in place a few times excitedly. It looked very cute, and managed to gain some more laughter and cheers from the audience.

She felt herself actually gaining ground on Alouette, taking a few steps forwards and almost pressing the giant woman into the corner. Of course she almost immediately realised what was happening, and let out a groan of disappointment and rolled her eyes again. "I'm going to spank your strong, ugly butt so hard." Zoey teased once Alouette held her in place. When her opponent started pushing, Zoey put both feet down and leaned forwards to try and slow her down. It didn't work at all, and Alouette very easily slid Zoey across the entire ring as if pushing an empty shopping cart, tightly squishing her into the corner on the far side. "Nnf! Get off or I'll-" Zoey began, though Alouette yanked her forwards and tripped her up mid-sentence, sending her falling face-first towards the canvas. She hit the ground and quickly twisted onto her side, and then over onto her knees, looking up at her huge opponent. "That was fun!" she replied in a taunting tone, sticking her tongue out before rolling backwards onto her feet. "I bet you can't do it again!"

Alouette looked down to her opponent, with a evil smile on her face. Then she would try to twist her neck a bit. Alouette would just love to see her opponent roll over the floor and was suffering from the last impact. That happens is a rabbit steps into the ring with a lion.

Alouette was just about to bow forward and grab her opponent to pull her straight up to her feet, when Zoey was surprisingly doing this on her own. She would get onto her knees right in fornt of the giant and show her tong in a gestures of disrespect. Alouette would dirkelty bit her lip in anger. The little scumback was rolling backwards away from the French but she wouldn´t let her get away that easily. Alouette would stomp after Zoey and as soon as the smaller girl was trying to get back to her feet out of the roll Alouette would try to send heavy boot against the chest and throw her backwards into the corner. Alouette would smile at her with a evil look.

“Still some funny words to say scum?”, would alouette scream right at her after pulling her boot back.