grudge match:Sasha vs Layne (complete)

Sasha was taking a deep breath as her insinct cried out,gooseskin building on her neck. Sasha straightened her self, standing up. The clothesline rushed at her. Her eyes narrowing she leaned back, raising her hands for defense. Quickly she grabbed for Layne's arm. She stopsigned Layne's palm with her rigth as she was turning around from the right,reaching for Layne's massive ellbow with her left hand.
On the impact Sasha'a arms ached and she gritted her teeth,sucking air into he rlungs again to drive away the dark,dancing spots. She slipped back her right boot,the leg covered with crimson blood. Sasha did put all her weight on her left leg,sliping the right foot around again,turning her shoulders around in a hard shove.
Spinning around she went for an irish whip with a wild yell,trying to toss layne front forward into the ripping ropes as sweat was sent flying.

Layne felt Sasha grab her arm and use it to twist and throw her towards the ropes, Layne ran across the ring and collided right into the barbed wire ropes chest first.

"Ung!" She let out as the barbs cut through her vest over her bust and down bellow at her hips. The ropes bent and forced her backwards a couple of steps, her vest getting snagged on one of the barbs and ripping the front even more over her right nipple. Blood stained her vest even more as she grabbed at her breasts.

Sasha took a deep breath, charging at Layne slipping behind her as the other girl was still facing the opposite direction. With a hiss Sasha slung her arms around Layne's waist from behind,closing the hold as her right hands caught her left wrist.
Sasha shoved her shoulderblades together,leaning to the rear,arching he rback as she tensed her abs.Kneeling down and dropping back her self back she went for a throwing german suplex,trying to hurl Layne up over and down brutally on he rshoulders or the crown of the skull. Sasha tried to pull the move with a yell and a short grunt, sweat stinging in her eyes as she did her best to use Layne high point of baalnce against her.

Layne huffed softly as Sasha's arms came around her stomach, the smaller girl's small breasts pressing into her back. Layne's size made it very difficult for Sasha to pull off the move how she wanted to, Layne ended up falling on the back of her head and shoulders rather then the top of her head, not to mention her body almost collapsing on Sasha in an awkward position.

Layne let out a deep grunt as she hit the floor and then flopped down onto her back, she'll lay there for a few moments with her large bust rising and falling. But soon will roll over onto her front, clenching her teeth as she tried to make her way back up slowly

Sasha rolled her self up to her feet,rolling her shoulders once to loosen them again. Finally she spun around ,taking a striding step toward her opponent. As Layne rolled to all her fours, Sasha slipped to a slight crouch,taking aim. With a short gasp she jumped up short,dropping toward Layne,going for a mean lill'ellbow-drop toward the other girl,aiming for the point between Layne's massive shoulders.
Sasha rolled around her self in the air,tensing her shoulders,swinging up her right arm,flexing it. She stabbed the ellbow down as hard as possible,trying to drive it deep into Layne's back.

"Uhhhhff!!" Layne huffed out as the point of Sasha's elbow drive right down into the middle over her upper back between her shoulder blades. She slumped heavily back down onto the mat with Sasha's little body pressing on top of her

Sasha rolled to the left, rubbing her ellbow with a short smirk. She slipped to her feet, fighting down the urge to send a kick or two down on her prone opponent.She stepped toward Layne's thinking end, the head. Sahsa bowed low,raching for Layne's dropped arms,trying to bend both up high, yanking Layne's head up between her knees to fix it,the weight being quite a challenge. Sasha clenched her teeth and leaned her self back a bit to muster enough strength.Sweat rolled down her skin.
As she fixed Layne's head she bend the arms a bit higher,befor she jumped up backward with a short grunt,going for a classic pedigree,trying to drive Layne's breast and nose into the mat with the help of her own momentum,gravity and Layne's weight. Sasha jumped up with a yell and her legs trembling with exertion.

Layne was half getting up herself when Sasha grabbed her by the head and slotted it in between her thighs. Layne let out a low growl, Sasha's hot sweaty thighs pressing tightly around her cheeks as perspiration from the Sasha's inner thighs and up crotch area ran down onto Layne's face. Layne had her arms tucked back and then jumped into her pedigree... Her body slamming down face first flat on the mat as she let out a grunt

Sasha bowed down and, with a short grunt of exertion, reached for Layne's right arm and shoulders, rolling up the own shoulders to yank the big girl to her feet.Sasha slipped her right foot back abit,planting both feet firm on the ground.Sasha bowed and sidestepped a bit to bend the strong arm painfully.Turning her hip rough, Sasha started a short spin, going for an irish whip toward the next turnbuckle.Sasha let go off Layne quite early,because she couldn't swing her around so easily and beacause she hoped to let Layne hit the pole backfirst.

Layne was pulled up from the mat, her forehead forming a big bruise to one side from the vicious pedigree by the smaller wrestler. Layne breathed deeply as Sasha pulled on her arm, but instead of being swung towards the ropes Layne will plant her feet to the mat as firmly as possible. Then with a growl she'll yank her arm back to pull Sasha towards her and try to slap a hellacious clothesline against her small breasts to take her right off her feet