Lilliana Grells Vs Fizzy Dyle

Lilliana's attack found purchase with the uppercut, sending the crocodile reeling, stunning him well enough to get some of her other moves in. Of course she was annoyed that her claws couldn't break through, his scales even on his stomach far too strong to penetrate. This would have to lead for a different sort of attack.

So now stunned, she grab Fizzy trying for a quick and dirty DDT to take him down as quick as she could.

Fizzy would shake his head and catches balance, but Lilliana grabs him by the neck, one hand onto his back. The crocodile is a bit too dizzy to counter what's coming. When he sees the floor coming to his snout, it's too late. He groans as the DDT connects and slowly rolls on his back, his tail laying flat on the side.

Now she was in control, just how she liked it as she decided quickly what she wanted to do with him. She looked down towards his tail, grabbing it and trying to lift him up by it, trying to spin him around by it like a helicopter. The tigress wasn't the strongest, so this act would weaken her just a bit, the crocodile being a bit heavier then she expected, "Spin 'em round an round."

Fizzy feels his tail being grabbed. He slowly shakes his head, needing to catch his mind. He was not knocked out – needing much to be. The girl uses all her strength to lift him off the mat while spinning his tail around. Fizzy shakes arms and legs.
« Hey! Release me! Release my tail! »
He would claw the mat with his hands so as to “brake”.

"Sure thing bucko," she says as she lets him go right as she begins to speed up, throwing him off to the side of the ring.

She began to pose a bit, showing off a little of her lithe and strong body with a Rosy Riveter style look, "Well the was a whirl," she says to the audience and a bit of ways intimidating the big crocodile.

Despite his protests, Fizzy Dyle is thrown on the edge of the ring, and lands against the ropes. He slowly rolls on the mat, trying to recover from dizziness first before getting up on his feet. When he stands up, the crocodile doesn't realize that a little part of his cock has poken out of his inner sleath, but an eagle eye could discern some little relief on his shorts.
Quite irritated, Fizzy would go on the offensive after a short while, coming on his opponent and jumping in the air to deliver a dropkick. Not something he excels in...

In all her show boating Lilliana didn't see the sneaky crocodile already get up, turning around at the last second as suddenly a kick came flying at her. There was no time to block or move out of the way and soon found herself hit right in the face, sending her straight to the mat dazed and confused. She clutched her head, hitting herself mentally that she should have watched him.

Fizzy Dyle is almost surprised himself of hitting Lilliana with this dropkick. He lands from his move on all his four., and crawls toward the feline girl lying here on the mat. He would move over her and sit on her back, grab her right ankle and apply a Single-Leg Boston Crab, but with something added to the traditional move : his tail would coil around Lilliana's neck and choke her.
It's a kind of a reverse position of his finisher called Lizard Stretch. The bad point is that is tail is not flexible enough to coil around Lilliana's neck like a tentacle. The “choke” part would be rather weak. But it's still a Single-Leg Boston Crab.

Lilliana was powerless as she was partially strangled by his tail and her leg wretched back, being her back to an uncomfortable degree. There was a lot of pain, making her howl out, thrashing her free leg around as her hand tried to pull off the tail, "Le... let me... go... gahhhrrr," she chokes out, trying to free herself to no avail at this point, unable to find leverage to get herself away. It was at this point she felt something rather odd near her behind poking through.

(Sorry for the delay, I got very busy these last days, too tired on the evening to be in mood for RPing. But that should go better by this weekend. )


Fizzy Dyle laughs confidently as he hears the girl asking for release. Or course, he doesn't grants her request. His tail slithers around her neck, like a snake though less flexbible, in order to choke her a better way, like it does when he applies his Lizard Stretch finisher move. The difference is that he's sitting on her back, instead of standing over her with a foot pinning onto her back. It's an enhanced Single-Leg Boston Crab. And to enhance it more, Fizzy slides a hand between the feline's legs to reach out her crotch and maybe get her weaker in her attempt of breaking free.