Jessica Wright vs. Orochi

Hardcore match: no disqualification. Win only via knockout. The match will take place in a parking garage behind the AFW arena.

Jessica felt the asphalt under her boots. It was hard and pure. The mat had a little bit of give, but there was wood underneath it. She had tasted it many times before, and would assuredly taste it many times again. But tonight, the stakes were far higher. There was no comparison between wood and the concrete of a parking garage. Jessica was marching towards the area that she was told would be the battleground. She knew that the columns were just as solid as the ground beneath her.

Good. One more thing to bash her opponent's head against. There was going to be no disqualification tonight, which is exactly how she liked it. Jessica was a brutal woman, and Orochi was going to find out exactly how savage she could be. Jessica had watched a few of her matches, and she could see the talent. But whether or not that talent was enough to knock off Jessica, well, that was a different matter entirely. Her red outfit glimmered in the light as she got closer and closer to the final destination.

Recognizing the spot, Jessica wheeled around. Her purple eyes scanned the ceiling to find more than a few cameras. This was going to be a match, which meant that the fans were going to get their fill of violence. Jessica was going to provide them with all of the blood that they needed. She cracked her neck. The Violent Violet had already limbered up, and was raring to go. She brushed some of her purple hair from her face.

Jessica was focusing like a laser. There would be little room for error this evening. A few cars were parked there still, and Jessica wondered what they would look like if she drove her opponent's heads through one of the windshields. A few weapons could be found here and there, which Jessica intended to use. When she breathed in, her sizable chest rose and fell.

At least there is still some room for parking, she thought.

Now this was the stipulation that Orochi could get behind. Rather than wrestling in the ring, the match would be held in the parking garage where everything around her was solid enough to bash her opponent's head in. Besides, the environment would allow her to be creative, and there would be no restrictions or rules to prevent her from going all out against her opponent, the rather infamous Jessica Wright.

She had seen her matches prior to this, and she already knew her by her reputation. She couldn't wait to bring the Violent Violet down with everything she got. The tougher and bitchier her opponent was, the sweeter the victory would be for Orochi. Clad in her usual blue attire which exposed her underboobs, Orochi made her way to the parking garage where Jessica had already arrived first.

Orochi:

When she arrived, she stood a distance away from the Violent Violet, her eyes scanning the curvaceous figure of the woman before her, and she couldn't help but lick her lips lustfully, imagining all sorts of things she could do to this woman now that there would be no restrictions for her to adhere to. Not that Orochi was a staunch adherent of rules, after all, but just knowing that she could go all out without some pesky rules restricting her actions, she knew exactly the things that she would do to Jessica.

"Jessica Wright..." Orochi said, giving Jessica her usual arrogant smirk. "Ready to be my bitch tonight?" She placed her hands on he hips as she jutted out her ample breasts as she spoke to the Violent Violet.

She had seen Orochi before, but that was on the screen of her laptop. The woman blended savagery and beauty in a way that few others could match, and Jessica took a second just to take this woman all in. It was a good sight, and Jessica felt a bit of regret that she was going to cover this beautiful body in bruises. Jessica adjusted her gauntlet as she saw the woman putting her hands on her hips. The woman was not only aware of her own sexuality, she was a master of it.

"Nice tits. How much did you pay for them?" Jessica spat back. She ran her fingers through her short purple hair, flexing as she did so. Jessica had that sexuality, and she had that strength too. Both of them intertwined usually meant a raw deal for whoever was standing against her. And if that happened to be Orochi, then so be it. When she pulled her hand down, she shook her hair to the left and right. It was going to be an interesting evening, and Jessica wanted to ensure that it was going to be a night to remember.

With no warning, Jessica charged across the parking lot, headlong at the woman in front of her. Jessica had a punch ready to go, and it flew forward. Straight at that large breast of Orochi's. It probably wasn't the most polite place to aim a punch, but Jessica was getting the distinct feeling that manners did not matter so much in a place and time such as this.

She had seen Jessica before, but never in person. Now seeing the person herself in flesh, Orochi couldn't wait to leave her a broken wreck once she was done with her. The woman was both attractive and dangerous, and Orochi knew that she would not have her any other way. Hearing Jessica's response to her words from earlier, Orochi chuckled, tilting her head as she would take a good look on Jessica's body, as she couldn't wait to cover it in bruises and cuts.

"Heh, cute. Maybe you should worry about how much you're gonna spend for your hospital fee..." Orochi said. She had watched many of Jessica's previous matches before, and she had already planned ahead, looking to make use of the environment against the violet-haired woman. She brushed her greenish-white hair back as she would prepare herself for the fight between the two of them. Considering that there would be no rules, she would not hold back and she could go wild here, planning to end this match with Jessica lying unconscious on the floor after being beaten silly by her.

But then, with no warning, Jessica charged across the parking lot, cutting the distance between the two of them. Orochi got no time to react when the Violent Violet let loose a punch at her, targeting her large breast. "Aaaghh!!" The vicious punch was enough to knock one of her breasts out of her top, but Orochi cared little of this. In retaliation, Orochi would throw a savage hook at Jessica's face.

Orochi was a talker. She could see that immediately, and Jessica hated it. She did all of the communicating that she wanted to with her body, and when her blow hit home, she could tell quite a lot form Orochi's body as well. Jessica could not resist the urge to look down at the breast that was now exposed. Had they been in another situation, Jessica would have been trying her damnedest to take her home.

Only, they weren't in another situation. They were right here, right now. Jessica looked up, but it was far too late. A right hook was travelling towards her face, and Jessica lacked the time and space that would otherwise be required to stop it. The blow hit home. It was a hard one, and it was a good one, and Jessica's head immediately jerked to the side. The rest of her body followed soon afterwards, and it was only through exceptionally quick footwork that the Violent Violet remained on her feet.

When she looked back at her opponent, it was with a red mark on her cheek and burning hatred in her eyes. Jessica pitched forward, and lowered the boom. She was going to try and tackle her opponent straight onto the concrete. It was going to be nice and hard, and Jessica swore that she was going to make it good for something.

Orochi didn't bother covering herself up, letting her breast exposed after being knocked out of her outfit thanks to Jessica's punch earlier. As for her own punch, it looked like it did manage to affect the Violent Violet, though thanks to her skilled footwork, she still managed to stay on her feet. Orochi knew that she needed to do more than just a punch to take the woman down, and she already had a few plans to do so.

But then, Jessica retaliated by tackling her into the concrete floor, and despite how tough she was, having one's head smashed against the hard floor was bound to leave quite an impact. "Aaaghh!!!" The back of Orochi's head hit the floor, leaving her momentarily stunned. While she had taken far worse bumps before, this would ensure that Orochi would be left vulnerable for a moment.

Still, Orochi wasn't one to just stay idle despite being stunned. She would bring up her arms, hoping to use them to shield herself against whatever Jessica would throw at her next.

Jessica was on the move. She could not afford to stay still, not on a night like tonight and not against a woman like Orochi. Her opponent had gotten her hands up to defend herself, which was the right call in the situation. But it pissed Jessica off to no end, and Jessica was hitting levels of rage that she usually did not hit until far later in the match. Even with one breast exposed, Jessica was not going to quench her thirst for rage after just one tackle.

And if Orochi wanted to defend her face, that was fine. Jessica could improvise and adapt, and that was what she was going to enact on the half-exposed woman in front of her. Easing off of her opponent, Jessica stood up and made a grab at Orochi's leg. With no particular destination in mind, she attempted to drag her opponent.

She wanted the harsh concrete of the parking structure to grate Orochi's back. And if it pulled on that awfully tight outfit of Orochi's, well, that wouldn't be so bad either.

Rather than pressing on with more strikes, Jessica didn't follow up her tackle by delivering blows on Orochi's face. Instead, she went to get back up before she grabbed one of Orochi's legs. Right after that, she went to drag Orochi against the harsh concrete. "Nnghh!!!" Orochi could feel the asphalt scraping against her skin and thin layer of attire, and she knew that she would end up having a few scrapes on her back from this.

She could also feel that the back of her attire was torn slightly from being scraped against the floor. Gritting her teeth, Orochi would try to stop Jessica from dragging her by kicking her legs, hoping that the violet-haired woman would let go of her ankle, thus giving Orochi an opportunity to regain her bearing.

From there, she knew that Jessica wasn't one to fuck around in this kind of match. She knew how to make use of her environment and surroundings against her opponent. To be fair, Orochi was also planning to do the same to her just to show who was the better one between the two of them.

One kick came, then another, and then another. As much fun as Jessica was having, she knew that she could not sustain the drag. Jessica's grip on Orochi loosened, and she took a few steps back. Tonight was going to be a brutal evening, and the question of who would win would be decided by who could use their environment the most effectively.

And, who could be the most brutal. Jessica took a big step forward, and swung in a massive kick in between Orochi's legs. Her opponent was making a move to get up, and Jessica was hoping to co-opt that into her own use. Sure, it was a dirty move, but Jessica was a dirty girl. And tonight, of all evenings, she was going to be holding absolutely nothing back. The biggest benefit to all of this was the fact that there was no annoying crowd to boo her as she carried out the heelish move.

Thanks to her kicking her legs repeatedly, Orochi was finally freed from her predicament as Jessica let go of her ankles. There was a stinging sensation on her back after being scraped on the coarse concrete floor. She was planning to make Jessica pay back for what she did to her, and she had lots of idea about how to do it.

But she was unable to carry out those ideas as Jessica took advantage of the fact that there were no rules restraining them by delivering a kick right between Orochi's legs, and her eyes shot open as her poor cunt was punted by the violent purplehead. "BuUOOOOGHH!!!" She screamed out in agony, her thought process abruptly halted. She would fall back onto the floor before she could get up, and she would curl up into a ball as she brought her hands to her aching sex, tending to it in order to soothe the pain, exposing herself to danger all the while. At the moment, she was momentarily left vulnerable against whatever machination that Jessica had in her mind.