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

A battle of two indominable wills was happening right in front of the audience’s eyes! The unmatched will and determination of the cheerleader Yayuuki Sakura against the bursting, fiery spunk of the punk girl Ashley Wilson! Despite their fatigue, the two competitors continued to fight against one another not out of anger or hatred, but pride and determination. Each one had put so much effort and sweat into this battle that losing now seemed like a sour pill to swallow for both of them. Apparently, each of them had forgotten this was a multi-pin rule in place, and even then Ashley was still unaware of it, only focused on pushing as hard as she could for as long as she could.

Was it just the red heads imagination, or was Sakura beginning to falter? Ashley’s grin grew wider, and somehow began to push more, motivated by her idea that her foe was slowly, surely weakening as time went on!

But Ashley was not TOTALLY correct. Sakura did indeed falter just a bit, but that was simply so she could shove her bust forward, knocking her large breasts against’s Ashley’s face out of nowhere, the punk girls surprised “GUACK?!” was muffled under the pair of pillowy mounds as her stance faltered. Ashley was pushed back several steps, barley able to plant her feet down in time before she was knocked over completely.

“T-that was…a dirty trick Sakura!” Oh, Ashley could already tell she pulled a muscle stopping this cheerleaders push, “Must mean you….Grrk!...Getting desperate!”

She talked tough, but Ashley knew she was on the losing side of this test of strength! She needed to think of something, and FAST!

Oddly, something actually did come to her, in the form of an old monster movie scene that she watched as a kid. Two giant kaiju monsters were locked in a fierce battle. Naturally, the one kaiju that was fighting to protect the city was winning, but then the evil Kaiju turned the tables by pulling a relatively simple maneuver. He turned the good monster’s hands so the pressure was now on the good Kaiju’s wrists and finger joints. Normally, she did not like stealing moves from evil alien monsters sent to destroy earth, but in this situation, she could make an exception. Trying to use Lucky’s force against her, Ashley quickly attempted to turn the cheerleaders hands over and apply the same move the evil kaiju pulled in the movie!

Sakura's breasts SLAPPED Ashley across the face with gusto, a power the red-head could NEVER hope to counter attack with her flat chest! The Cheerleader frowned at the red-head calling her out, though, not at ALL agreeing that it was a dirty move! She saw wrestlers do stuff with their chests all the TIME on TV! Smothers, punching, slaps like this! Why was it suddenly a bad-move now???

"Nope!" Lucky grunted as she pushed forward, shoving her friend back further... and FURTHER before eventually grinding to a halt! "It's not dirty at all! They were right there, in your face! It wasn't like they WEREN'T gonna be used!" A strange justification if entirely correct! Sakura didn't feel the LEAST bit guilty in using her ample chest to pull one over on the other girl! It wasn't a matter of desperation or even one of laziness! It was a matter of proving she was BETTER! And what better way... than to remind her of one of her better aspects? The two girls continued to struggle against one another once more, sweat really starting to build up on the cheerleader's forehead, running down the side of her cheek and down her neck, her tanned skin shimmering and shining in the intense overhead light! With Lucky's attack completed, the two had returned to their perfect stalmate, neither one able to quite push back the other!

As frustrating as it was, Lucky was having great fun! No doubt she'd be watching recordings of this match for days just for the entertainment value! It was true, both of them had completely forgotten about the multipin rule, but that was fine! It didn't really matter to them right now! Now it was about just not losing!

Ashley was quite good at thinking on her feet, it seemed, as she quickly turned the tables on Lucky by wrenching her wrists in an uncomfortable position, putting strain on both her fingers and hands!

"GGGH!" Lucky heaved in protest, her body relenting somewhat in an attempt to relieve some stress... Only for her to be pushed BACK, her boots skidding across the Arena floor FAR past the middle and back into her own side!

"N...Not... good enough!" She declared, trying to overpower Ashley's hold, pulling her wrists back to where they were supposed to be and turn the uncomfortable grip back on HER!

Ashley disagreed with Sakura’s odd justification for a rather childish reason, one that made her blush if she thought about it too much: if I can’t do it, why can she? Ashley was painfully aware of her bust size, and she couldn’t help but pout and give Lucky a dirty look, acting like that “chest bump” was more something meant to tease her rather than topple her. Even through her fatigue, Ashley’s childish nature had seemed to find its way onto her face.

But, that was in the past! Of course, Ashley could not really argue against any of Sakura’s points, but her physical rebuttal spoke volumes on its own. It was a bit tough, but she managed to turn the cheerleader’s wrists, forcing all the pressure the two were exuding on each other right on the delicate joint. Naturally, the cheerleader moved to relieve some of the stress in her joints, but Ashley took the chance to push once again and gained quite a bit of ground as a result.

So focused on gaining new ground from the cheerleader, the punk did not even realize what her foe was doing until it was already too late, and HER wrists began to ache and scream as stress was piled on.

“Ow, ow, OW, OUCH! STOP! STOPIT THAT HURTS!”

Ashley, so caught up in her pain, made for a full retreat while keeping a grip on Lucky, backpedaling so hard and fast she may have knocked the cheerleader off balanced unintentionally and almost tugging her along. The red head wanted to stop her wrists from hurting, and at the moment that was the best she could come up with.

"H-hey! Wha..." Ashley's sudden and powerful retreat did, in fact, through Lucky off, the cheerleader stumbling right after her! Even as her opponent tired to free herself, Sakura couldn't just let her go! Not while she had the advantage and stuffs! WELL! That was a decision she was paying for! As the red-head retreated with vigor, she dragged Lucky into the corner she was stumbling into with her, Sakura stumbling into her on their way!

"OOF!" She'd gasp as the two of them came to a sudden stop in a place oh-so-familiar... It should be, anyway, considering they found themselves here once before! The two women would find themselves pressed tightly together in the corner, their lips only an inch apart... maybe less. The cheerleader's chest rose heavily up and down as she tried to fill her lungs with air... none of it seeming to stay for long... Her emerald eyes locked onto Ashley's own, staring deep into them... It was like she was trying to spot her soul deep through the gates.... It was said that they eyes were the gateways to it after all... and what pretty gates they were. She sighed softly, her warm breath gently touching her opponent's face as she backed up a tad, grabbing onto Ashley's arm! With a quick tug, she attempted to pull Ashley into a running sprint towards the opposite side of the arena and have her meet the rather... direct corner of the turnbuckle... something she was truly starting to get familiar with!

Sakura was really starting to wear out... and Ashley seemed a lot more lively than her, able to pull her around like that... This was gonna be a match down to the wire, she could tell... And she was looking forward to it! That match with Maddie had been the most fun of her life and she was eager to be pushed JUST as far with her opponent now!

Ashley, the excitable little speed ball that she was, was practically bucking around like a bull! Sakura was almost completely helpless as the two shared a tight grip and Ashley dragged her around much like a little girl running with her doll. It was only a shame the circumstances were not so friendly, as Ashley was simply running around in pain as her wrists were twisted in a painful angle. Pain had blinded the red head, making her run anyway she could to escape the lashing pain in her wrists…right into the corner post.

A painful yelp of pain was cut short as Sakura accidently ran into Ashley, sandwiching her and pounding her further against the post at the same time. Thankfully in the confusion Ashley was spared from the wrist hold, yet her heart would still be beating rabidly as she found Sakura’s face encompassing her entire vision. Ashley’s warm, sweaty skin felt Sakura’s breath blow against it, Ashley brought speechless for the first time in the match as the two stared at one another. Having someone so close was…a bit embarrassing for the red head, she didn’t know how to react other then to squirm slightly as Sakura’s chest rubbed up against her own. Thankfully, such close contact did not last long, as Lucky grabbed onto the punk girl’s arm, and casually pulled her into a sprint across the ring, the speed was enough to make her crash hard against the turnbuckle, take three steps back and finally topple to the floor on her back.

Ashley was spent, spread eagle and seeing stars as she stared up into the lights, her body like lead. Even trying to move seemed like an outrageous task, with pain erupting all over her body at the slightest movement. Every breath she took was shallow and quick as her body was starved for oxygen, and darkness began to creep into the rim of her eyes.

Poor Ashley... She impacted with the turnbuckle so hard, even Lucky winced as she saw her fall down, still.... trying to breath... It really broke her heart to see her to tired and beaten here... That was when Sakura made up her mind. She didn't want to hurt this cutie anymore... It was best if she just pinned her now and got it over with. Lucky walked right up to Ashley, walking around her spread-eagled form before gently laying down on top of her sideways, gently pulling up her leg in a simple pin. She was tired too... her muscles burning... but the poor red-head was practically wasted. She'd feel... dirty hitting someone so cute any more times... Sakura would look over at her opponent as the ref threw herself down to count, the silver-haired girl smiling softly.

"Thanks for the fight and stuff..." She whispered.

1!

"It was a lotta fun, you know..."

2!

This time, Ashley was far from playing possum. This was no trap set to cleverly get the drop on her foe as they moved in for another attack or a pin attempt, just a tired girl who had given it her all, but ultimately came up short. She was not sad, in fact Ashley was practically grinning ear to ear. Lucky had proven to be more energetic then the punk girl herself, something Ashley was more than happy to admit as she laid on the floor trying to get even a tiny bit of energy back. Ashley had always wondered what it was like to be tuckered out and still have to try and push on for someone else, and it turned out to feel pretty good by the end of it all.

Thankfully, Sakura was the merciful type, and simply went for the pin. The only sign Ashley was even conscious was her half open eyes and the quiet, yet high pitched “oof” she made with the sudden addition of weight on her chest.

“1!”

Lucky whispered some nice things in Ashley’s ears…

“2!”

This would probably be one of the most fun matches she would ever have, and she felt a small pang of guilt that she would be the one that would ultimately force it to end…

“3!”

I mean... Who wouldn't be to someone who looked so done? It would be nothing less than cruel to beat up on her so much! The fight was over and everyone could see that... even the ref who counted down to "3!" Sakura sighed heavily, her muscles relaxing as she rolled over on her red-headed rival so that she was flopped out face-down on top of her, her head gently resting on her shoulder...

"Oh boy..." She gasped, running a hand over her forehead, wiping off some of the sweat that collected there. "Th... That was some match, huh? Good fight!" It was only then that the Ref would overhear their talk, leaning down to remind them that there were two more pins that needed to be done! Lucky's eyes widened in shock, staring at the ref... before looking down at Ashley, an exasperated frown flashing across her gorgeous features!

"Wha... Two more!?" She groaned, glaring at the black and white official. "But I though-" Boom... She remembered the rules... She groaned louder, rolling her eyes as the rules of the match flooded back into her mind. She looked back down at her red-headed rival... She didn't look any better... Not at all... Man! She didn't want to hit her anymore! She'd just feel like a bully beating on a poor helpless kid! She hoped she'd just... stay down and let her win... For both their sakes... She she had to hurt such a cutie more... Poor Lucky might just cry!

"Hey... stay down... please...?" She pleaded softly, whispering into Ashley's ear. "I'll take you wherever you want..." It wasn't really much of a bargin for losing a match but it was the best she could do... She only hoped that it'd work for her... With Lucky resting her hands on Ashley's shoulders, The ref once again came down beside them for the second pin!

1!

Well, at least it was over. The three count had been made, and now the only thing Ashley had to worry about was getting the proper motivation to get up and get out of here. She was still so tired, felt like she needed a nap just to escape the aching pain that jabbed her all over her body. On second thought, the play date Lucky and her had promised each other was going to have to wait a little bit, because lord knows it was going to be difficult to stay awake, let alone have fun when she was this exhausted.

“Good…Fight…” was all Ashley could gasp out through her breaths, turning her head away from the bright lights that were beginning to hurt her eyes and keep her from her own desire to fall into the darkness that was hovering just outside her eyesight. The red head notice the cheerleader and the official talking, but could only barely hear what the referee said, but Lucky seemed suddenly distressed with what she said. Ashley understood why upon hearing Lucky’s confused “Two more!?”, as the match rules hit Ashley much like the turnbuckle just did. She cursed herself for not paying closer attention to the rules, blowing all the best bits and the climax on the very first act to a multiple act play! Despite barley clinging on, she still audibly groaned upon realizing there was still more to come.

Once again, the cheerleader mounted the downed punk girl, who seemed to lay upon the ground like a broken toy, quietly breathing as she felt her shoulder being forced to the floor. It was clear Sakura was trying to be gentle with her, a courtesy that was likely rare here at the AFW, which seemed filled to the brim with less-then-sportsman behavior. All Ashley had to do was just relax and wait for it to be over.

But when did things ever go to plan with the red head?

“1!”

“Heh…don’t…count me out…so soon.” She muttered softly as a grin spread slowly across her face, one of her arms weakly reach around to grasp Sakura’s wrist. The grip had the strength of a young child, and it pulled weakly at the cheerleader’s arm, yet somehow, she was able to lift her head. The twin tails that were once as expressive as the girl they belonged to sagged weakly to the floor. Despite the effort, Lucky and her body were simply too heavy, only her head was able to make it up.

“2!”

“C-Can’t…let down…the fans…” Ashley said weakly, giving her foe one last playful wink before passing out entirely, her head bouncing off the floor as her bangs covered her sleeping eyes.

“3!”

Every muscle in the punk girl’s body relaxed under the pin, essentially checking out of consciousness for the rest of the day.