Bunny Bomber vs Lisa Giordanni

Lisa's sequence of moves seemed to have got Bunny good, that was a really hot start for the amazon brunette as her smaller opponent seemed pretty overwhelmed by her strong moves. Being on the offensive was, of course, much better than on the receiving end, but it had the drawback of spending stamina. So Lisa was already panting a bit when she slammed the bunny woman's chin on the ground.

Fortunately, at the same time Lisa depleted her stamina, she was working Bunny Bomber and making her lose her guts at a much faster rate. And so the Italian continued her assault on the prone Bunny, helping her to get back to her feet, just to nail her stomach with her massive leg, pretty much making her opponent double over, groaning in pain.

With ease, Lisa followed with one of her favourite moves: the bearhug. Lifting Bunny on the air, about two feet from the ground, the bigger girl compressed her little waist with strenght, and even sweating with the effort she smiled as it definetively was making her opponent have a hard time.

"Okay, let's fly baby!" she said, and then jumped foward with Bunny, applying her finsher Bearhug Drop on the woman.

Bunny was in trouble. Lisa was putting a hell of a squeeze on her; pink-haired woman could feel her waist getting crushed within Lisa's arms. Bunny quickly bit her own tongue, trying to stop her loud screams, closing her eyes so she wouldn't have to look at Lisa while she tried to withstand the hold. Luckily for Bunny, she had a fair bit of stamina within her body, she was pretty used to taking on powerful wrestlers like this and could take a fair bit of damage from her opponents.

Unfortunately for her, Lisa was already going for a finisher move on her. Bunny's eyes jerked back open as Lisa suddenly leapt forward with the busty bunnygirl in her arms, and before she could even dream of screaming out again, she felt her body being slammed hard into the mat, Lisa landed on top of her, her heavier weight crushing Bunny between herself and the canvas. A weak groan passed out of Bunny's lips, as she lied there beneath Lisa, panting heavily now, nearly completely out of it after the brutal assault from the amazonian Italian.

Using her finishing move on the small bunny girl, Lisa crushed her opponent against the ground with her superior size and weight, in the finisher Bearhug Drop.

Sweaty and panting after that intense, powerful assault, the Italian girl felt Bunny Bomber soft breathing, both large chests rubbing against each other as Lisa was on top of the stunned woman. Clearly the brunette did a number on her opponent, and so it was the time for attempting to seize the win by applying a pin.

"Huff, here we go..." said Lisa as she grabbed Bunny's wrists and put them under her head, moving her large chest over the almost equally large woman's chest for a breast-to-breast pin. The crowd started counting loudly:

"1!"

Bunny let out the faintest of moans as she felt Lisa pressing her large breasts down upon her own. She squirmed slightly beneath Lisa, her eyes half opened as she stared up at the brunette. She breathed hard, sweat already dripping from her skin. She could hear the referee and the crowd counting, and it amazed Bunny that Lisa had her pinned already. She had to get the energy to kick out, had to break the pin, but for this brief moment, she mainly needed to rest.

She closed her eyes, trying to steady her breathing as she lied beneath Lisa, another moan passing her lips as she felt the larger woman rubbing against her, pressing down on top of her.

Lisa felt as Bunny kept breathing, slowly, and could feel that the woman wasn't resisting. That made she get confident on seizing the pin already. It would be the fastest win she would get, and maybe also the fastest win ever in AFW. One minute, and a pin would be scored.

Pleasurably the second count was listened as the crowd collectively chanted "2!" Victory was closer, and Lisa licked the sweat of her chin slowly, savouring that moment as the hurt Bunny moaned under her chest.

Bunny took another deep breath as she lie beneath of Lisa's body. Her chest slowly rose upwards as she did so, smushing harder against Lisa's own tits bearing down on her. When she heard the second count, the crowd chanting out 'two!', she knew she needed to act, and fast.

Gathering up her energy, Bunny suddenly jerked hard beneath Lisa, trying to press up against her to break the pin, trying to lift a shoulder off the mat to stop Lisa's 'easy' win right in it's tracks!

Lisa let drop some sweat from her face as she felt the thrill of getting a quick, overwhelming victory over the smaller bunny girl. Her barrage of attacks sure did a number on her opponent, so she waited, excited, for the count to end...

...but what did just end was her pin!

"Damn it!" the Italian bombshell cursed as the bunnygirl's shoulder was able to be lifted a inch from the mat, breaking the count and forcing Lisa to stand up to her feet.

"Alright, seems like you aren't tired yet. Let's do this." she said, calling Bunny Bomber to her feet again, and getting on fighting stance. Chances were totally with her, Lisa tought, as the pink-haired woman was battered and scoring another pin chance was pretty probable. Still, the Italian was sweaty, and panting... the attacks had costed her some stamina, and that could make things harder than Lisa would think.

As Lisa began to stand, getting back up on her feet, the busty bunnygirl remained on the mat, her eyes still closed. Her giant chest rose and fell greatly with each deep, long breath she took, Bunny still feeling wrecked from Lisa's earlier assault. She could barely believe that she had managed to break that pin, but she knew she wouldn't get a second chance to do so, if she let the brunette take control again.

When she heard Lisa calling to her, she opened her eyes, and noticing the woman standing tall, she let out a light curse under her breath, quickly trying to roll away from Lisa, towards the ropes. She threw her hands up to grab them, using them to help pull herself up to her own feet. She eyed Lisa closely as she did so, keeping a wary eye on her as she got up, yelling out a taunt towards her to help bolster her own confidence.

"T...tired? Heh...I've still got plenty of energy. You're looking pretty sweaty though...maybe you should take a break?"

Lisa stood on her usual fighting stance, but as soon as Bunny Bomber began to eyescoop her, the Italian decided to hide a bit of her tiredness by making a casual pose, a hand on her large hips as she tilted them and raised an expressive eyebrow to her pink-haired opponent's comment on her state.

"Am I? Don't worry, stamina for your pain is a fair trade, baby..." Lisa said, with a defiant smile to the smaller bunnygirl as she panted a bit, but not dropping her pose until she finished with her words. And, after that, the brunette would get back on her usual fighting stance, bending her knees a little and raising her arms, moving them closer to the body of the bunnygirl.

"So close to me like that..." Lisa mumbled, waiting for the right time to quickly get a hold of her opponent's back of the neck, in order to bring Bunny Bomber's slim belly close enough of the reach of a swift and strong knee blow.

Bunny's eyes traced over Lisa's body as she cocked a hand on her hips, posing towards her. She had to admit, Lisa had a great body. Bunny almost would have been impressed, if she wasn't trying to think of a way to turn this back around.

The model lifted her own hands up, adopting a fighting stance of her own, one more suited to a boxer than a wrestler, with both of her fists raised before her. She moved back in towards Lisa as the brunette moved towards her, watching her carefully, waiting for a moment to strike.

When Lisa reached out suddenly, trying to grab her by her neck, that was Bunny's moment. She slid to the side, out of the way of Lisa's hands, then darted in closer to her, aiming a pair of quick jabs, one with each fist, to the taller woman's chin, in hopes of rattling her some and getting her to lower her guard.