Ashley Wilson Vs Yayuuki "Lucky" Sakura: A Punk vs A Cheerleader?

The areal collision was a little bit embarrassing for Ashley, but nothing she couldn’t handle. If she had it her way, she would have rather landed the blow cleanly on Lucky noggin and knock her out nice and simple, or at least make a cool recovery from the fall, like doing a back flip or something like they did in the comic book movies. Falling on her tush made her seem so…immature? Cute? Neither of those words were flattering to the punk rock red head, though they described her nicely. She wanted to be tough and cool, and she was worried the audience wasn’t getting that.

A good example was how they cheered on Lucky after she successfully clotheslined Ashley. Laying there on the mat with the bright over head lights in her face made playing possum a bit hard, but it seemed to work out, Lucky was buying it at least and that was all that mattered.

Lucky must have been distracted by something, because the red head got the drop on her completely! What it was that distracted her, Ashley did not know, it was only her and Lucky with the referee in here, but it helped her bring the cheerleader down to the ground.

“~Fu fu fu~!” she chuckled strangely, “You fell for it hook line and sinker! No way am I letting you escape me this time, not when I have you so close!”

Ashley would then attempt to flip Lucky on her stomach before sitting down on her, looking to pull the cheerleaders long legs in a Boston crab

"Wah- Why you being so sneaky huh???" Lucky demanded, still trying desperately to shake herself free. "Did I scare ya? Think ya can't beat me without tricks and stuff???" She couldn't believe Ashley would do something so dastardly, playing dead and waiting for a moment to strike! That wasn't what wrestling was about! It was about doing cool moves and being a better fighter! Guile had no place in the ring... or at least not like that! AND NOW she was being put in a Boston Crab! Served her right for trying play around and have fun while working!

"AH! OWOWOWOW!" She cried, trying to claw her way towards the nearest ropes! She needed to grab one before her legs were hurt beyond repair... or at least that's what it felt like. "I'm gonna get you for your stupid sneakiness!" She vowed, inch by inch scooching on her big, flattened breasts up to the edge of the ring!

The Red-head might've craved Lucky's boobs (Something Lucky noticed after they had their kiss-fight) but people that had them knew that moments like these where when they regretted having such generous chesties! Having them flattened and pressed underneath her by this other girl's weight, forced to drag them against the ring floor as she scrabbled for something to save her from this pain... It was things like this that almost made not having jugs this glorious worth it...

Almost!

"NNNNGH!" She grunted softly, cutely as she reached for the ropes... She could almost feel them... if... only... she... could... get... CLOSER!

“Mwa Fu Fu Fu Fuu!”

Ashley bellowed an admittedly corny laugh at Lucky’s shock and distress. She looked like a young girl who had completely fooled her other with a cheesy magic trick, and had the expression of someone who had all the right cards in their hand. It was hard to believe that this was the girl who mere moments ago was laid out on the canvas acting dizzy and completely stunned.

“My talent is so vast, I simply HAD to show the audience my abilities! Even you fell for my trick!” A quick tug of Lucky’s long legs sent a reminder of the predicament the cheerleader had found herself in, “Feel free to tap anytime, because there’s no way your getting out of this!”

As if there was a curse on Ashley, Lucky seems to immediately disprove that idea by clawing her way towards the ropes, making the punk girl puff out her cheeks in disapproval, and even a touch of embarrassment. Oh well, at least Lucky was paying for it big time, and she meant BIG. Once again, Ashley found herself thinking about Lucky’s larger chest. Ashley really didn’t have any romantic interest in her foe, after all her partner Misty probably had a bigger set then even Lucky, but still…her mind tended to wander.

Ashley was quick to hop off the cheerleader after her long struggle towards the ropes, smiling towards the crowd and doing a “Hush” motion behind the Cheerleaders back. Ashley planned on letting her foe rise back up to her feet, and by the time she turned around, she would find the Punk girl coming in hot with a clothesline set up for her vulnerable and large chesties.

"N...No! NO! I won't tap!" Lucky cried as she dragged and DRAGGED herself towards those ropes (why were they so far away). It was hard... it was PAINFUL, but Lucky eventually got what she wanted! Through grit and determination, the gold-covered cheerleader managed to snag the ropes, leading to Ashley dropping her legs as if a switch had been flipped! Huh... RUDE! Her lower body was practically dumped on the floor by her flat-chested counter-part, leaving her to slowly and PAINFULLY climb back up to her feet with the support of the ropes!

"Nggh..." She grunted softly, her legs shaking in protest of the pain within themselves. "That hurt you know..." While Ashley mused on about the glorious chest-size that was Lucky's, Sakura slowly managed to get back up, huffing and puffing lightly as her luscious breasts bounced up and down softly. Despite her utter cuteness and kissability, Ashley had made one thing clear in that little hold of hers: She was not to be messed with! She knew her way around a boston crab alright and if that reflected her wrestling ability as a whole... Sakura was gonna need to pull out the BIG guns to win this... namely her two big guns! She already had in mind how she was gonna win this fight... Now it was just a matter of getting there.

Lucky hadn't taken her eyes off Ashley for a second, catching on to her oncoming clothesline before it could get close enough to do it's damage! Moving fast, Sakura ducked LOW under the oncoming arm just in time for it to pass over her head, the cheerleader using her comparable speed to slip around behind Ashley and wrap her arms around her belly!

"Hows about you stop giggling and start fightin'??"

She grumbled before leaning back quickly and SLAMMING Ashley's neck into the floor behind her in a German Suplex!

Ashley tapped her foot somewhat impatiently, waiting for lucky to stand back up so she could taste the full fury of the red heads hidden power! Or something like that, really Ashley was just having quite a bit of fun, and she was anxious to continue on with the match. Lucky continued to struggle up towards the top rope, using it to help her stand as her legs noticeable shook from the strain they had previously undergone. Sakura huffed and puffed, and complained about her pain, telling Ashley how much her boston crab hurt.

“Well, yeah! That’s the point silly~” Ashley chuckled at Sakura’s observation, the red headed speedster bonking her own head while sticking out her tongue playfully, a physical equivalent of “Duh”.

“And if you thought that was bad, wait until you feel what’s coming next!”

With that, Ashley blasted off to deliver her clothesline, her targets were right out in the open and undefended, perhaps her foe was focusing more so on her legs at the moment. Either way, Ashley saw a prime opportunity and planned on taking it. Ashley let out a slight giggle as she imagined bouncing off Lucky’s chest as if they were airbags…how embarrassing that would be for both of them.

She was there, Lucky was distracted, and Ashley’s arm was just at the point of impact when-!

Lucky disappeared! Like a ghost in the night, she was there for but a moment and then suddenly gone! Like she never existed! Ashley blinked in confusion, then let out a surprised yelp as she felt a pair of arms wrap around her waist, a surprised “Lucky?” was all Ashley could muster before being sent down hard into a German suplex, her twin tails trailing in front of her as her skull, neck and shoulders smashed into the hard canvas with enough force to send vibrations all throughout the ring.

A sharp scream of pain ripped through the crowd’s cheers as Ahsley kicked and squirmed, the pain of the suplex mixed with the mat pulling her hair making her more feisty than ever!

“NO FAIR! NO FAIR! Owwwwwwie….”

Despite thrashing like a fish out of water, it was clear to anyone that looked at her that Ashley was seeing stars, and had been thrown for a loop by the suplex. She was essentially only kicking around to avoid a pin, taking no precaution for a follow up attack at all.

BOOM! Like that, Ashley was laid out on the floor, her suplex sending her red-headed counterpart reeling across the floor, rolling and kicking in pain! Sakura quickly flipped back upright as she dropped the girl, smiling down at her handiwork with satisfaction! WOW! She was surprised that she did as well as she did! No fair, Ashley cried. HA! After she was playing dead and stuffs only a second ago! Lucky was gonna learn her some lessons about fairness! Unfortunately, Sakura couldn't go for a pin with how wildly Ashley was flailing about. If she moved to try, the silver-haired cutie was afraid that she'd get hit in in the chest again by them luscious legs! She would have to try... something else! Lucky glanced around and saw that they were, in fact, near a turnbuckle! She grinned widely, running right up to it and, as quick as a flash, was standing upon it's flat face, staring down at the poor, flailing Ashley.

"Watch out, ya weird, floppy fish!" Sakura yelled as she spun around and back flipped backwards off the top of the turnbuckle, slowly spinning back in the air! "Imma flatten you out good!" It was only as she had completed the flip did she realize how her remark could be taken, how someone with such a deficiency in breast-size could take offense to such a remark. For an instant... she felt bad.... But not as bad as the blazing fire-cracker would feel if she didn't get out of the way!

Lucky came down on her with a flying Moon-sault, hopefully landing flat on her chest!

Ashley stopped flailing only for a moment to rub her sore noggin. No one said Lucky could deliver such a devastating attack, someone should have told Ashley about that! Well…okay sure, Ashley COULD have looked into her opponent even just a little bit and likely found that information for herself, but then she couldn’t complain when she got caught in these types of moves, and the fault would lie completely in her ineptitude rather than her ignorance. Ashley always preferred people think she was stupid over incapable.  

On the topic of incapable, Ashley quickly realized she had lost track of her opponent for the second-or was it third?-time since the match began.

Man, I really got to work on that! I wish Misty was here, she’d know what to-

Her line of thought was quickly cut off by a voice calling down to her. Ashley looked up, confusion written all over her face as the overhead lights slightly blinded her. The red head was not shell-shocked enough not to recognize Sakura’s form on top of the turnbuckle, though Ashley did take a moment to realize what she was going for. The moment was gone in a flash, and When Ashley realized what was happening, she did not have time to be offended by Lucky’s comment.

A quick yelp was all that was heard from the small speedster before she quickly rolled on all fours and seem to try to get up as fast as she could, panic plain on her face until Lucky crashed into her back, bringing her right back down to the floor. The feeling reminded Ashley of what she thought getting crushed by a giant rolling boulder felt like.

For a minute, all she did was lay there underneath Sakura, dead mans floating the ring. Of course, if there was one thing that could be counted on when it came to Ashley, it was her mouth…

“Ow…Lay off…the dairy product…Air bags…”

Sakura CRASHED into Ashley, bringing them both down to the floor once again with the cheerleader on top! It looked like she was gaining some momentum over here! Still, the impact of gravity slamming down on a person didn't leave the cheerleader entirety unscathed... In fact, it kinda hurt a bit, but probably not as much as it hurt Ashley right now! Lucky was grinning as she pulled herself back up to her feet, more than satisfied with the results of her attack! Her red-headed rival lay there, flattened and floundered but Sakura wouldn't fall of the same trick twice. She quickly took a step back to access the situation and decide her next move, already glancing at the ropes... thinking... Her attention was drawn away, however as Ashley groaned out something that didn't make much sense, something about air-bags and milk... If that was a comment towards Lucky's glorious breast-size, she didn't detect it! The Cheerleader tilted her head to the side, confused for a moment before blinking away all of that. Couldn't get distracted! Had to keep up this pressure!

Lucky lunged forward, breaking into a sprint as she jumped over Ashley's body in a way only a trained cheerleader could, landing deftly on her feet before continuing her run! She would whirl around just as she was to impact with the ropes, stretching them back a tad before shooting off at her again! this time kicking her legs out just as she reached her opponent, her legs coming down on her throat in a quick little leg-drop!

Wow! This is really easy, actually! Lucky remarked, surprised with how well she was doing! Maybe the wrestle-gods have finally given me their favor and stuff!

Ashley was already a bit dazed before, the German Suplex forcing her head to slam against the floor of the ring, but then Lucky took it another step further with the moonsault, slamming all her weight right on top of Ashley’s chest, forcing wat little air that was in her lungs out, to the point she became light headed. Now she just laid on the floor, muttering incomprehensible gibberish, movie references that made no sense in the context that was given, and strange curses directed at everyone and no one at the same time. All in all, a pretty bad situation to be in.

Then Sakura’s legs dropped down on Ashley’s throat.

Surprisingly, Ashley quickly jumped up, like she had just been stuck in the butt with a hot needle, though she grasped her throat like she was choking. Stumbling over to the ropes, Ashley suddenly found herself having a coughing fit, her windpipe trying to force itself open as her own saliva choked her. It was an embarrassing scene, one that made her face blush as red as her hair, and almost retch her lunch out on the side of the ring.

She needed to think, try and turn this ship around and find a way to take this preppy cheerleader out! Though she was weak, out of breath, and sore from her previous beatings. Really, she was not too sure of her chances at this point. Of course, that did not mean she would not try. She waited, watching Lucky, searching for any kind of weakness she could use before the cheerleader attacked again…it was a long shot, but better than nothing.

Lucky's leg drop hat the surprising effect of causing her opponent to JUMP up to her feet, weeble-wobbling over to the the ropes as she choked on her own throat! Sakura watched wide-eyed and shocked as the other girl nearly VOMITED over the other side, worried that she might've gone too far or something! She really, genuinely felt bad for the redhead in this moment, that she was taking this fight reallllly poorly but she couldn't stop... Her career maybe probably depended on this fight! She had to keep applying the pressure until she was able to land a finishing blow! Hopping up to her feet herself, Lucky would charge down Ashley as she recovered from her episode, an arm outstretched to clothesline her against the ropes!

With how taught and strong they were, the amount of give her opponent would be blessed with would be minimal at best, making this attack even more painful! As much as it hurt her to see such a cute and sweet girly get beaten up like this, it would be even MORE painful if she was told to not come back to the AFW! She didn't have to money to go anywhere else in japan and try out other leagues! If her story as a fighter would come to an end, it would be here!

...And that wouldn't happen! Lucky was all serious now! None of them distractions or nothing! She'd win this! She would! She just had to keep her head in the game!