Shake the Earth - Artemis Armstrong vs. Great Kali

Right. She messed up. She could admit that. Artemis was a proud woman. She could admit to her faults and that wouldn’t ruin her. The only thing that mattered was if she could get back up afterwards.

And it seemed the Great Kali was more than happy to be of assistance. Grabbing tightly onto the sides of the former actress’ head, the smaller woman lifted her up with seemingly little effort. Artemis’s eyes cracked open, gazing into the abyss swirling around in the goddess terrifying pupils. This was woman wasn’t just strong. She was powerful. She commanded a presence and faced her rival’s strength head on. Tit-for-tat. No restraint in her eyes. That didn’t bode well.

“Oh, nothing impo-”

Artemis was cut off before she could finish as Kali yanked her upright, holding her firmly in place. The grip was strong. It was like she could crush her head between her palms. She was being set up for something bad.

Sure enough, there came a relentless torrent knees to the gut. Her superior abs absorbed most of the damage, but it still hurt like hell. Those were strong legs delivered with the intent to kill. By the time the strikes were over, her stomach was in knots. Her midsection searing with pain with every breath she took. It was becoming more and more clear just how bad of an idea it was to underestimate this woman.

The sun-kissed blonde felt like slumping over, and her opponent obliged. In a flash, she was slumped in between her generous bust. Artemis’s eyes shot open as she wormed around a bit in the Indian beauty’s tanned chest. Pretty good pair. Not as good as the last woman she went up against, but still pretty good. They were enough to keep Artemis in a daze and desperate for air, trying to get her bearings now that she couldn’t see anything around her. Couldn’t exactly lift a strong woman like Kali easily from this position.

Instead, she just enjoyed her position for the time being, giving a testing lick between the Indian’s wholesome valley.

Great Kali would keep Artemis' face shoved between her ample, tanned cleavage for a good while, both to deprive her of oxygen as well as to make the whole thing more exciting. When she felt the blonde's tongue lapping on her cleavage, the Indian goddess chuckled as she would rub the former actress' pretty face between her boobs, much to the delight of the crowd. But all good things had to come to an end, so she would finally pull Artemis' face away from her breasts, giving her one last look into her eyes before moving her right hand between her legs.

From there, Great Kali would attempt to scoop Artemis up while having her left hand over her shoulder. Artemis might be taller and heavier than her, but all these muscles on the tanned goddess wasn't just for show. Displaying her great strength, Kali would attempt to lift Artemis up, spinning her over onto her back before dropping her down into the mat with a scoop powerslam. As Great Kali would end up on top of the sun-kissed blonde, that would naturally end with her in a lateral press pinning position, in which the referee would quickly slide next to them to start counting for the sudden pinfall attempt.

"ONE!"

Hm. Tasted like curry. Spicy. Had a pretty exotic twist to it, too.

Not that she paid any particular attention to it before, but Artemis found herself suddenly reminded about- not to mention incredibly thankful for- the hentai rule of this match. An slight leer grew on her face despite the compromising position she was in. Why not have a little fun while as she worked on her strategy? Her mouth opened, tongue extending to go for another lick across the supple skin she was buried under. The taste was almost addicting. It may have even been a tad surprising, but more than a few people that had glanced Great Kali’s heavenly form could likely guess as much.

Now here was something nobody could possible expect: the woman had managed to lift Artemis Armstrong. Not only that, she managed to slam her hard into the canvas. The breath left the former actress’ lungs in one great exodus. Her eyes shot wide as she looked up at the stage lights. This had to be a joke. That didn’t really just happen, did it? The official slapping her hand against the canvas would say otherwise.

Before the referee could count any higher, Artemis would yank forward and rolled over her back, breaking the pin just as she was coming down for the second for the second count. Artemis tumbled forward, getting to her knees and looking back at the goddess with a furrowed brow and pained smile on her face. One that showed both respect and fear towards the woman in front of her.

“‘Kay. That was pretty good. Doesn't mean you’re getting another one.”

Of course, Artemis wasn’t entirely sure that she could back up that threat. Even she was surprised that Kali had managed to pull that move off. It seemed like divine intervention. This was an omen. Something was trying to tell her that this match was only going to get harder. It had to be.

For now, she just kept low and watched the woman move. No way was she getting caught like that again.

Just as expected, Artemis managed to break free from the pinfall attempt. Getting up, Great Kali would observe the woman as she also did the same. She certainly had shown her that her muscles weren't just mere decoration. They were the fruits of her labor. She considered her whole body as a weapon that she could freely use in the ring, and whether she had to use them to overwhelm her opponent physically or intimately, she was fine with it.

"Oh, don't worry... I'm planning to do more than just that..." she purred, her Indian accent apparent in her tone. The powerslam and the pinfall attempt earlier were just her showing off what she could do to her. She was planning to end this match in the way that she liked the most, considering that hentai moves were encouraged for this match. She was looking forward to bring the woman before her to the peak of her arousal in the best way possible.

Waiting for Artemis to get back on her feet, Great Kali would circle around her, smiling seductively at her while walking in the most suggestive of way. And then, she would rush over to the former actress. Once she got closer, she would attempt to deliver a shin kick right to the side of the tanned beauty's body, aiming for her kidney area where she was certain would hurt the most. Kali was known for her stiff, devastating strikes, and she had no intention to hold back while attacking someone like Artemis. If there was one thing she excelled the most, it would be striking moves.

She didn’t like that look in her eyes. Not in the slightest.

The former actress was being circled like she’d be caught in the middle of the lion’s den. It was unnerving to say the least. Despite the fact that her foe was significantly smaller, the clear show of force she’d pulled off just seconds before obviously rendered that advantage mute. The hunger lingering in the goddess’s eyes made her hackles stand up on end.

A cold chill ran up her spine as she saw the charge headed her way. A bit intimidating, as one would suspect, seeing that darkened form tearing its way across the ring. The muscles pronounced on her form. The eerie smile about her. Artemis readied herself as best she could, bracing her arms in front of her. Something told her she could be in trouble. A leg coming to meet her gut confirmed as such.

"GAH!”

Her toned shin dug its way hard into the Artemis’ toned stomach. That strike came in fast, but hard. It tore through her defenses like a bullet going through wet paper. The muscular blonde reeled back for a second, wincing as she looked back at Kali with a sharp glare. She had to fight back somehow. Had to stop the woman from overtaking her. Losing the momentum this early on could only spell danger for her.

Swinging a fist towards the Indian beauty, Artemis aimed to retaliate in whatever way she could as she recoiled from the vicious strike. Wasn’t much, but an Armstrong-grade punch wasn’t something you took lightly.

Great Kali was delighted to see the pained look on Artemis' face as the kick connected. She looked at the former actress staggering back after taking the kick, preparing herself to follow up with another attack aimed to weaken her even further. But then, Artemis went with an attack of her own, a punch right to Kali's face that she took head on, planning to see how strong the punch was.

"URGH!!"

It turned out that Artemis' sheer size and body weren't for show either. The punch actually hurt a lot, and the Indian beauty staggered back, reeling from the powerful punch to her face. With her momentum suddenly halted by the punch, Great Kali would immediately distance herself from Artemis, thinking for a new approach as she brought a hand to her cheek. Despite the throbbing sensation on her jaw, the tanned, glossy-skinned goddess smirked, feeling more excited. There was a possibility for Artemis to actually take her down. In fact, it was very possible for Artemis to win this one match, which made Great Kali to shudder in delight. She was getting turned on by the possibility of being soundly defeated by the blonde beauty before her, making her more desirable for the goddess.

"Good punch..." Great Kali said after checking on her jaw before she did the same as before, circling Artemis like some kind of wild scavenger waiting for the right moment to feast on the cadaver before her. This time, she was waiting for the sun-kissed blonde to come forward, preparing herself to take her on

“Come on. That was like 50% at best. If I were you, I'd be getting a little worried, sweetie.”

Not that she was really bragging. On the inside, Artemis knew the truth. That punch wasn’t held back because it she was playing nice. It was because it was out of desperation. Didn’t have the time or concentration for a proper wind-up, but it was better than the alternative.

That would definitely not look good on the highlight reel. She was done with letting this woman get the advantage over her. If she was going to trade blows with this goddess, Artemis had to resolve to muster each and every bit of strength welling up inside of her and use it without restraint. Something she never would wish upon anyone that wanted that found themselves going toe-to-toe with an Armstrong. But it was clear that Great Kali wasn’t just anyone.

Now it was Artemis’s turn to get things rolling. That worked for her. As far as she was concerned, the rest of the match should go this way. With Kali keeping to her little circle routine and the sun-kissed blonde promptly powerbombing her into kingdom come.

Easier said than done. Artemis gritted her teeth, ready to go at it again.

With a loud war cry, the muscular blonde would charge straight at Kali. Extending her arm wide, she would hurl it right towards the Indian woman’s pretty face, aiming to deck her with a lariat hitting right on the bridge of the nose.

Great Kali continued watching Artemis while doing her circling routine, a haughty smirk etched on her exotic visage. And when her opponent finally made her move, charging straight at her with an arm extended. Knowing what might come next as she knew that Artemis was going to hit her with a lariat, Kali braced herself as the blonde ex-actress got closer to her, making a mental calculation to find the right time to react.

And when Artemis attempted to hit her with a lariat, Great Kali would quickly duck, letting the arm to pass over her head. Thinking that this would be her chance to deliver a counter, the Indian goddess would make use of her slender, more compact physique to quickly move forward, getting behind Artemis as she would attempt to slip her arms between the blonde's legs. Placing her hands on Artemis' inner thighs, Great Kali would attempt to lift the former actress up, spreading the former actress' legs while doing so. "Hrgh!"

Of course, due to Artemis' weight and build, Kali had to exert more effort to actually lift her off of the mat, that it wasn't her intention to actually lift her too high, because the slight elevation would be all she needed as she would quickly drop her, propping up her knee so that she could attempt to drop Artemis tailbone-first right onto her knee with an atomic drop. The move might be simple in its execution, but one could see how devastating the result of the move, especially that Kali was planning to use Artemis' own weight while dropping her to make the drop more painful.

This was gonna be one of those days, wasn't it?

Speed was never her strong suit, but Artemis had always thought that she could make up for it by keeping the element of surprise. Always keeping her opponent guessing and knocking them down before their reflexes could catch up. Not this time. The lariat hit dead air, catching only a few strands of hair as her opponent ducked right under her arm. Figures.

When she felt the hand wrapping around her thigh, the sun-kissed blonde knew what was coming next. Even so, it didn’t come as any less of a shock. Artemis was lifted right up off the ground, her legs spread wide, and she could only assume a strike was coming towards that area. This shit seriously wasn't adding up. It was almost unfair. Didn’t change the fact that she was coming down. Hard.

SLAM! Artemis let out a yelp before immediately springing back up off the woman’s knee.

‘UGHOhohohoyou fucking bitch.”

Her hands went straight to her lower back, trying to alleviate as much pain in her rear as possible. Wave after wave of lingering pain made its way up her spine. Her hips stayed in place, trying not to shock any more agony into her. Fuck that hurt.

The former actress was at a bit of a loss now. All she could do was merely stand with her head wanted towards the ceiling. Her eyes were shut and her mind reeling a bit from the main. She was really just counting on the fact that Kali must have been too tuckered out from that move to follow up on it.

Shed managed to lift this over two-hundred pound, muscular blonde not once, but twice now? The goddess had to be feeling the pressure now. For Artemis’ sake, at least.

Great Kali actually had to exert her strength in order to lift her opponent, which put some strain in her muscles. Because of that, she took about a few seconds to regain her bearing before she straightened herself up, rolling her shoulders as she watched Artemis reacting to the atomic drop. With the sun-kissed blonde's back facing her, the Indian goddess would then step back, going to the ropes behind her before using the ropes to catapult herself towards Artemis, giving herself enough momentum and running start.

She needed to conserve her energy while facing this particular opponent. She might be strong for someone her size, but it would be better to use a move that required less effort but could result in devastating damage if done right. Being someone who excelled in still strikes, Great Kali definitely knew what to do next.

So, while running at the direction of Artemis, Great Kali would then leap and attempt to deliver a running dropkick right onto the back of her blonde opponent, planting the soles of her boots right between her shoulder blades. She was hoping that she sheer impact would be enough to send the former actress towards the ropes. There were still quite a lot of things she wanted to do on her opponent after this, and she wanted to see if Artemis was strong enough to last all of them.