Shake the Earth - Artemis Armstrong vs. Great Kali

Artemis felt as though she could begin to sympathize with a racketball. Getting tossed up and down, thrown this way and that, and getting hit hard every time she came back by a woman half her size. Just a little bit demoralizing for a two-hundred pound heavyweight. This was bad.

The muscular blonde kept reeling back and facing the ceiling. There were officially two serious pains in the ass she had to deal with at the moment and Artemis honestly couldn’t tell which was worse. One one hand, Great Kali was a serious force that she had to grapple with sooner or later. Artemis was sure she could take her, but that she was having a hard time proving that at the moment. On the other hand, that atomic buster hurt beyond belief. It was the first time she’d been dealt a blow like that. Her size and weight usually dissuaded tactics like that. Clearly, her Indian adversary wasn’t one to be dissuaded.

The former actress was just about to turn around and give Kali a piece of her mind. Until a sharp pain her back told her otherwise. The dropkick came in quick and hard.

“Gah!”

There she went. Tumbling to the other side of the ring before hitting the ropes straight on. Her arms draped over the top rope before she could bounce back. The blonde shook her head a bit as she tried to orient herself. This woman was becoming a very serious pain in the ass. Artemis started to push herself back up, wanting to get back in this fight as soon as she could.

This match was not at all going how she pictured.

Great Kali was enjoying her dominance, grinning as she picked herself up after delivering the dropkick onto her opponent. The crowd started showering her with boos and jeers, and she welcomed their revulsion with open arms, deliberately marking herself as the reviled figure in the ring at the moment. And she couldn't resist showboating, strutting around the ring after sending Artemis to the ropes with her dropkick, making sure that she covered all sides just to get the crowd booing her more.

After a while, she would focus on her opponent, who was at the ropes. Due to her showboating earlier, she might have given Artemis a chance to recover, but the Indian beauty thought that there's no way her blonde adversary could recover that quick. So, she would take a few steps back in order to give herself a running start before rushing over to Artemis, planning to hit her with a powerful lariat to the back of her neck in her effort to send her over the top rope and out of the ring. For the time being, she wanted to soften Artemis a bit more so that she could satisfy herself later.

Artemis was never one for strategy. All of the plans she ever came up with never evolved beyond more than two steps: get close, hit them hard. It was all she ever really needed in the past.

It was becoming painfully aware, however, that she needed to start using some brain power. And quick. Kali was not only smaller and quicker, but she had plenty of power to spare. She was tossing the former actress around in mere minutes easier than guys twice her size had managed in an entire match. If she was going to turn things around, Artemis had to outsmart this woman.

For a few moments, she had a pretty good plan going while she was pushing herself away from the ropes. She’d come in nice and slow, get the Indian woman thinking for a few seconds, then she’d feint a jab and come in low for a grab. Then she’d get her on the turnbuckles and start wailing on her, really digging in before-

All of that went out the window once she went tumbling over the top rope. A group of onlookers past the barricade let out a collective “oooh” against the smack of the lariat hitting the back of her head. She fell forward and spun about on the mid rope before falling face first onto the ground, just barely managing to get her hands down to brace herself however little she could. The muscular blonde let out a groan before rolling onto her back, putting and hand onto her forehead and another up and down her neck, trying to dilute the pain.

She was going to feel all of that in the morning.

After sending her opponent out of the ring, Great Kali would take some time to do a little showboating, flexing her arms and posing erotically for all to see. Despite being rained by boos and jeers, there were also those who appreciate such a sexy show by the Indian goddess.

But, she wouldn't take long for her showboating, having no intention of giving Artemis any chance to recover as she would then grab the top rope before she hauled herself up, using the rope like some kind of catapult to lift herself up, jumping out of the ring with a plancha. Her intention was to hit the presumably still prone form of Artemis with a diving senton.

Great Kali wasn't one to always use a high-flying move, but if situation demanded for such a move, she had no reservation in using it.

Okay. That was a bad fall. Kali sure knew how to throw a punch. The back of Artemis’s head was throbbing a bit, but it couldn’t keep her down for long. She put her hands down and started pushing her way up to her feet.

Until a shadow loomed. She looked up and by the time she realized what had happened, the wrath of a god had struck her back down into the ground.

Artemis jackknifed against the impact. Her arms and legs threw up into the air against the impact. The air got punched right out of her. Some tears even started welling in the corners of her eyes as she reeled from the blow. It wasn’t even intentional. The force was just that bad.

What was even worse was the progress she was making in this match. Artemis was gradually being made more and more of a laughing stock, getting tossed around so easily by this woman half her size. Something had to change and soon. For the moment, however, she was in no position to do much of anything. Nothing but moan in pain as she hoped her goddess would be merciful for a just a couple moments.

Great Kali had successfully landed on top of her foe with her diving senton. Getting up from the former actress, she would take a good look at her before a diabolical plan started to form inside her head. She had been inflicting physical damages on her foe throughout this match, so perhaps it about time for her to deal something else. It was something that she liked the best while wrestling.

Humiliation.

The Indian goddess would stand over the downed Artemis, flashing a devious smirk as her eyes were focused on the former actress' impressive rack. Bending down, deliberately allowing her own shapely ass to be the focus of the cameramen nearby, she would grab both Artemis' fleshy tits with both hands, sinking her fingers into them as she would start squeezing.

"You sure have nice tits..." Great Kali commented, smirking at the sun-kissed blonde as she would roughly grope those breasts of hers. "Too bad I'm going to rough them up a bit..." And then, she would shift her hold around Artemis' breasts as she would try to rip her top apart in her attempt to expose her naked flesh for all to see.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.”

Artemis was still reeling from the blow as Kali stood over her. The tone of the actress’s voice had grown hoarse and ragged. That plancha had practically flattened her lungs and made her entire midsection ache. There was no real way to fight back and was subject to the will of the mighty wrestler before her.

But it seems mercy was the last thing on her mind.

“Gah...hmmmm.” She moaned against the rough treatment of her breasts, letting the goddess firm grasp send a shock through her system. Things were just going from bad to worse. She thought her situation couldn’t get anymore desperate. She really hated being wrong.

Artemis could merely look on with wide-eyes as she saw the fabric tear away from ample chest, letting her orbs spill free and rest with a pleasing jiggle. As upset as she should be, the former actress only had herself to blame. She was letting herself be batted this way and that, like some chew toy for this raging titan. A rush of adrenaline went through her, as she steeled herself and gazed into the Indian warrior’s eyes.

“That’ll cost you extra, you know.”

She lifted her leg back and sent it right into Kali’s tough abs. Didn’t expect it to do much damage in her current state, but it would make some distance for her to scamper to her feet. Having her chest exposed was no big deal. She was a star. Wasn’t any different from her nude scenes. Things were just a bit more..theatric than she was used to.

"Hrghh!!" Great Kali grunted as Artemis kicked her right into her abs, sending her staggering back, distancing her from the former actress. She brought her hand to her stomach, reeling from the kick, though an audacious smirk seemed apparent on her exotic feature. Instead of pressing on, she went over to the apron as the referee counted up to five.

"Uh... ehehehe... don't worry, I'm planning to pay for more, plus interests..." Great Kali said, her eyes glinting dangerously as she took a good look on the sun-kissed blonde's topless form. After that, she heaved herself up the apron before entering the ring. Leaning against the ropes, she would beckon the other woman to get back into the ring, smiling suggestively as she did that.

In the meantime, the referee had counted up to six.

"SIX!"

Artemis clicked her tongue when the Indian beauty took her time getting back into the ring. From the way she was hanging around, you couldn't see an inch of worry on her face. She'd accomplished her goal. She'd set her sights on humiliating the former actress, and she managed it with seemingly no effort at all. Not that having her chest exposed was a big deal. It was that beating that came before it. Kali demanded it, and so it was.

Couldn't take that sitting down. Artemis climbed back into the ring before the eight count, squaring off with her opponent once again. This is where things could get rough.

Kali didn't seem concerned in the slightest as Artemis got back into the ring. It looked as though she were eager to get her hands around the muscular blonde again. Ready to toss her around some more like so much trash, just as she had been mere moments ago. Well, Artemis couldn't let that go on any longer, could she? She may be new to scene, but she still considered herself a wrestler through and through.

Artemis came in fast and hard, looking to come in swinging and run Kali over like a runaway train. However, just a second before hitting her mark, Artemis would drop low and go for a leg sweep, looking to take the goddess to the ground by taking her feet out from under her. Her opponent was strong, but the real danger came from how swiftly she could get around Artemis's guard. Take that away, and the former actress would have a chance to turn things around.

Great Kali waited for Artemis to get back into the ring, watching her uncovered breasts jiggle and wobble as she made her way back before the referee could finish her count. Squaring off with each other once again, the Indian goddess would continue watching her opponent's movement, trying to see any opening that she could capitalize on. She had enjoyed her dominance earlier, and she would like to continue doing so, finishing what she had started. She had already ripped Artemis' top off, exposing her meaty, bountiful tits, and she was looking forward to tear her bottoms apart before she could start feasting on her.

Kali prepared herself when Artemis was about to rush over to her. A confident smirk was still on the Indian woman's exotic visage, knowing that she could counter whatever the former actress was planning. But, before she could perform the counter, Artemis suddenly dropped low and went for a leg sweep, causing the Indian goddess to lose her balance as her legs were pulled out from under her. The sudden lack of balance made her flail her arms in her attempt to regain it, but ultimately, she was brought low to the mat, sending her crashing down. "Gahhh!!"

And with that, Great Kali was left vulnerable to anything Artemis would do next. Hoping that the sun-kissed blonde wasn't fast enough to do so, the Indian goddess would try to roll over to her side, planning to quickly scoot away from her foe so that she could recover her bearing and composure. But, her crashing down thanks to Artemis' leg sweep earlier had left her a little disoriented.