Shake the Earth - Artemis Armstrong vs. Great Kali

Artemis got back up with a huge smirk on her face. The goddess seemed to be getting the message now.

After one roll of her shoulder, Artemis turned her attention back to the crowd for a moment, clapping her hands to get a rhythm going. Part of it was to make sure she was still carrying the momentum, another was to make sure that Kali could hear it. Let her know that this was the youngest Armstrong’s time to shine. Time to take it up another notch.

Turning quickly back around to look down at the Indian beauty before planting her foot down on her back.

“Deja vu, am I right, sweetie?"

Leaning down, the muscular blonde would reach over and grasp Kali’s thong. She’d give it a slight yank and give an evil little smile at her opponent, letting her intentions sink in. The audience began to rouse, practically trembling at the anticipation. Artemis had them now. One. Two. Three.

With one strong pull, the former actress tore away Kali’s thong, snapping it with a collective roar from the audience. Looking out, she would wave the piece above her head before letting it slip past her fingers, flying put to some lucky patron in the crowd. She snuck and a look back down at her opponent, just seeing how she was getting along and…

...whistled.

“I gotta say, if you’re a fan of my chest, you’ve got an ass to match."

Reaching back, Artemis would give her butt a quick slap as she kept one foot planted firmly against her back. Was that enough to call it even? Probably not, but it's not like Kali was in any position to object. The crowd didn’t look as though they were getting bored of it either. Artemis gave a chuckle. She could do this all day.

Still writhing in pain, Great Kali was in a rather precarious position, with Artemis standing tall over her. Their positions had reversed rather dramatically after her display of dominance earlier. And now, the former actress seemed to have planned something for her as she went to plant her foot right on the fallen goddess' back, which elicited a grunt from her.

And when she felt her thong being grabbed and yanked by her opponent, Great Kali's eyes widened in shock, letting out a loud gasp before she sharply glanced over her shoulder, with an uncharacteristic look of horror on her exotic face. "W-wait, n-no-nnNGHH!!" Her flimsy underwear rode up on her nether region, causing quite a sharp pain around the area. Her face scrunched up in pain from the unpleasant sensation.

"UuuuuuoooOOOGGHHHH!!!" Great Kali screamed out in pain the stronger the pull before her thong finally snapped from the strain of being pulled. She ended up gasping and wheezing, the pain overloading all her senses, making it hard for the fallen goddess to think. Humiliated beyond belief, with her thong being ripped off of her, she had been rendered practically naked. While she wasn't one to worry about her nudity, this was just pretty humiliating.

"NNnghh... d-damn you..." the Indian beauty growled, cheeks flushing from embarrassment, and she let out a high-pitched squeal as a slap landed on her now bare butt. "Aaaaahhhn!!" The shade of red on her cheeks grew even brighter as time went on.

The audience really seemed to like that last bit, so Artemis felt like indulging them with a few more. A couple more slaps echoed throughout the arena. Kali’s luscious rump had now achieved enough to color to rival the burning blush decorating her face. The former actress crossed her arms and chuckled at the sight. Even she couldn’t believe that this was the woman who had been giving her so much trouble earlier. Well, the Indian beauty now had a chance to pay it all back in kind. By losing this match for her here and now.

At the moment, Kali was locked up nice and tight. Despite the insufferable embarrassment she was no doubt going through, there probably wasn’t a chance the goddess would pass out from it all. Artemis’s efforts, while good for the career in the long-run, weren’t getting her any closer to victory in the short. She’d have to fix that right away.

Reaching down and lifting Kali back up over her shoulders, the muscular blonde would charge straight towards the nearest turnbuckle, looking to crash the tanned woman right into front first. That wasn’t the only step, however. Once she’d managed that, Artemis would let her opponent fall to the ground in a heap before grabbing her by the hair and climbing up the turnbuckle. Dragging her up by her underarms, she’d hoist the woman up, doing her best to retain her balance and put the woman over her shoulder. It would be a struggle, but if she did it, she’d be in the perfect position to nail Kali with a fisherman’s suplex from the top rope!

Great Kali had to endure more slaps to her shapely rump for a while, and she certainly felt humiliated, which was clearly seen on the expression she adorned, with her cheeks glowing red, matching the shade of redness that her pert, bare ass was having after being spanked by the former actress. She had been formulating ways to make Artemis pay for such humiliation as she laid on the mat, already being deprived of her own thong and top. She wasn't embarrassed by the exposure; she relished in it, in fact. It's just that her situation right at the moment wasn't something that she would want for herself.

And then, the former actress went to lift the Indian goddess up over her shoulders, and was brought upon her shoulders despite her protests. She was then brought to a turnbuckle, and let out a high-pitched yelp when her butt was smashed first onto the top turnbuckle. "AAAHHHH!!" The crowd would definitely enjoy the sight of her bare buttocks rippling from being smashed onto the top turnbuckle, though the woman in question herself wasn't sharing such enjoyment at the moment.

It seemed that Artemis was planning to do a big move from the top turnbuckle. Frantically regaining her bearing, Great Kali tried to find the right moment to strike. From the look of it, Artemis was looking to throw the Indian goddess over with a fisherman's superplex, and it wasn't something that she was looking forward to. Hoping that she could stop Artemis in time, Great Kali would try to drive her fist multiple times into the side of the former actress' body, hoping that the many punches would thwart her effort and stun her to give Kali a chance to retaliate!

ARMSTRONG! ARMSTRONG! ARMSTRONG! ARMSTRONG!

There’s what she’d been waiting for.

The crowd seemed to have been getting more and more onto Artemis’ side with the rather one-sided domination. Kali had been rendered weak, naked, and vulnerable, one after the other. This must have not been too common of a sight to see the Indian beauty like this. Not that the former actress had anything against her. She played her persona well and to the letter. Set up some real tension from the get go. It was a real struggle and surely a treat to watch.

But now it was Artemis’ time to shine, and she was going to end this match with a big splash. She’d managed to lift Kali up and against her body, all the while balancing herself on the top turnbuckle. The crowd held their breath in anticipation as their tanned bodies struggled for supremacy atop the narrow perch. All that was left was to lift the woman over her shoulder. All that was left.

Kali was quick to prevent that from happening again. The first suplex had done a serious number on her. She must’ve realized the serious danger of having it happen another five feet in the air. The goddess sent one hard strike after another into her exposed side. Her ribs rattled and crunched against the impact, sending a rapid series of painful shockwaves across her chest. Her determination to lift Kali over her head steadily left her. This wasn’t going to happen anytime soon.

Fine. She wanted to go down? She’d go down.

With one hard shove, Artemis would toss her opponent away from her, sending her tumbling back down to the canvas. Without even bothering to look down at the woman, Artemis would clutch her side, doing her best to soothe the pain before she could hop off the turnbuckle and take the fight right back to Kali.

At the very least Great Kali managed to prevent Artemis from flipping her body over her head with the superplex, but being brought down from the top of the turnbuckle still hurt quite a lot, with her muscular body crashing down onto the mat in an inelegant manner. "Urghhh!!" She let out a grunt upon landing on the mat. Still, she knew that her punches had prevented her opponent from doing her big move on her, which made the Indian beauty to be relieved a little.

Still, with her body still aching from the landing and all those moves that Artemis had dealt on her earlier, getting up was more difficult that she thought it should be. Pushing herself up with all she got, she managed to bring herself on her knees. Despite her being rendered naked, breasts and crotch exposed, she paid it no mind. It's not like she's decent most of the time anyway.

So, with her still recovering, she had to be on the defensive for the time being, preparing herself for whatever her opponent had in her mind at the moment. She slowly rose up on her feet, a scowl etched on her face as she looked at the former actress recovering from the punches she received earlier and hopping down from the turnbuckle to bring the fight back to Great Kali. This time, the Indian goddess would make sure that her opponent would suffer for all the humiliations that she had dealt on her earlier.

As she hopped down from the turnbuckle, Artemis caught the woman’s fierce scowl. The Indian goddess clearly didn’t appreciate all of that showmanship. But hey, at least the muscular blonde had won over the crowd with those feats of strength. All that was left to do was put her opponent away for good.

Still, she couldn’t ignore the nagging feeling the back of her mind that told her to be careful when approaching this mad monster was once again. Between the shock, Kali’s hits, and the harsh glare focused on Artemis now, she knew that caution could only help here from here on.

She rubbed her side carefully, buffing out the pain from the blows. There was some serious power behind those punches, as awkward as the may have landed. Whether it was out of anger or desperation, the former actress couldn’t tell. The only thing she knew for sure was that Kali’s revenge would be biblical if she gave her the chance to recover from this.

Better to not even give her the chance.

The sun-kissed blonde lunged forward, speeding straight towards Kali with the quickest lariat she could manage. Her only concern was putting this woman on the canvas where she couldn’t do any harm. That alone would guarantee victory for Artemis.

Great Kali had been rendered completely nude. Being naturally tanned, she showed no sign of having tanlines, and added with the sheen of oil on her body, the Indian goddess sure was a sight to behold with her well-defined physique. She was wearing the look of an angry deity, as if promising hellish punishment to Artemis, whom she considered to have done something that had angered the goddess.

Seeing the former actress lunging forward, Great Kali prepared herself as she saw the lariat incoming. She stepped forth, ducking to avoid the lariat that would surely knock her down onto the mat if it hit.

Of course, Great Kali wasn't done yet. After taking three steps forward, she would try to retaliate with a counter by spinning before lashing a foot up, going for a superkick to the back of Artemis' head. Having nothing to cover her crotch, her nether region would be displayed in clear view as she tried to land the superkick.

Artemis came storming in like a meteorite. Her sides may have been feeling like hell, but there wasn’t any way she was going to take it easy on this woman when she had come so close. Especially not with that wild look to the Indian’s eyes, burning holes through the former actress to foreshadow some Biblical-grade disaster headed straight towards her. One that was like nothing in the movies.

So when she swung her lariat, it was with all her force behind it. Determined to knock the woman into the canvas hard enough to leave a permanent mark on both her and the ring.

Only she didn’t.

Her whiff cut the air in two, leaving a nasty gash in the empty space as she stumbled forward a couple steps. Christ, Kali could be fast when she needed to be, as she’d show once again in a second. Artemis was just about to turn when a superkick clocked her in the back of the head. Back of the head was always a rough spot. This time was no different.

The muscular blonde fell to the ground in a heap, clutching the back of her head as she rolled onto her back, trying to get the world to spinning for just a second. Patches of light danced in her eyes as a harsh thumping pressed against her entire skull over and over again. They didn’t look too bad at a glance, but the goddess sure had some legs on her. And the youngest Armstrong was feeling the full force of them now.

Great Kali spun a bit after executing the superkick before she regained her balance. After righting herself, she looked at the prone form of Artemis, and she couldn't help but grin upon seeing her in pain. And she had lots of things she had in her mind on what to do to her next.

Strutting over in front of the sun-kissed blonde, Kali would then make sure that Artemis was on her back as she stood near her legs before she bent down, giving a show to everyone by showing off her bare ass for everyone's enjoyment before she attempted to pull Artemis' shorts off of her, leaving her without her bottoms covering her lower half.

If successful, Great Kali was planning to spin the discarded shorts over her head, showing it to everyone that she had rendered Artemis fully naked. And then she would throw the shorts off of the ring, letting any lucky horny spectator something to play with at night.