Tiffany vs Merith

"No...nonono!" Tiffany called as her sleeper hold was broken.
She then gave a cry as she was thrown over Merith's shoulder to land hard on her duff.
However, the cowgirl gave a yell when she was hauled into the full nelson, her arms streched and her hand forced down.

This was one of Merith's favorite holds and she meant to make Tiffany pay with interest for the pain the cowgirl ahd inflicted. Merith could still feel the soreness on her side from the direct hit kick to her ribs earlier. Merith synched the hold in tight and tried to lift Tiffany off her feet and wrench her from side to side like a gator with a piece of bloddy flesh in its mouth. The Amazon's healthy rack pressed into Tiff's back as she lifted her up...

"Guahhhhhh!" Tiffany screamed, being woman-handled for the first time in her Friction career.
"No..!" the cowgirl yelled at the ref when asked if she wanted to give.
As the ref was checking with Tiffany, the cowgirl brought her foot up in a back kick, looking to slam the heel of her foot into Merith's groin.

Merith gasped in pain and dropped her hold on Tiffany. The feeling shot up the front of her body, forcing her to double over, holding herself, with her legs closing around her hands. So Tiffany was a bit of a dirty fight it seemed... Merith would have to adapt to this as she had some experience facing dirty fighters already sicne arriving in the AFW. However, adapting would mean she would have to recover first. Still pained, the Amazon was left a bit vulnerable....

"Sorry about the pussy pop, darlin." Tiffany said as she thrust Merith's head between her legs. "I'll make it up to you sometime.
Taking a deep breath she steadied herself. This would be a test of her strength. She was about to try her finisher, the Blond Bomber, two powerbombs, the second ending in a sit down pin. But...with a foe the size of Merith, the cowgirl would have her work cut out for her.
With a loud yell she'll lift Merith, trying to get into the first powerbomb and drive her into the canvas.

Merith groaned, trying to cope with the pain on her assaulted sex that she didn't have much focus on trying to keep from being powerbombed. The large mass of the Amazon slowly lifted up, Tiffany's strength amazing to say the least. Naturally Merith didn't glide up into the air like a bird taking flight, Tiffany had to work at it, but soon Merith was turned over and in position for the first powerbomb. The Amazon grabbed two handfuls of the cowgirl's blonde locks to hold on. Merith tried to counter and close her strong thighs around Tiffany's head in a headscissor. If Merith could generate enough pressure, maybe Tiffany wouldn't be able to continue her original plan. However, if she had it in her, she could excute the powerbomb before Merith did too much damage...

Tiffany let out a cry of pain as Merith's hands seized hold of her hair and her legs closed around her head. But the cowgirl roared as she turned that pain into anger. She drove Merith down with all the power she could muster, falling forward to add that momentum to the damage.
After executing the first powerbomb, Tiffany will try to get back to standing position, her arms around Merith's waist and thighs, breathing hard and trying to set herself for the second powerbomb.

Merith screamed out as all of her weight and girth crashed to the canvas hard, the back of her head bouncing and leaving the Amazon dizzied. Now that she was dazed, Merith didn't resist as Tiffany somehow yanked Merith's near 250lb frame back into the air. The first bomb had taken a good chunk of Merith's fight, the next one could be worse...

Tiffany struggled to get Merith back into the powerbomb position, looking much like an ant carrying something much more than it's own mass. However, try as she might, the cowgirl couldn't get Merith all the way back up!
With a grunt, Tiffany had to let Merith thump back to the mat before she was halfway back up, and causing little if any damage.
The blond worked quick to try and make this work out for her, shifting her grip to Merith's legs. She'll try to cross the bigger girl's legs then roll her onto her stomach, looking to start a sharpshooter hold.

Merith was pained, but relieved that she wasn't powerbombed a second time. The larger of the two girls reached for Tiffany as she tried to set up the sharpshooter, a look of urgency on Merith's face. Desperate, she would try to grab for anything and would end up grabbing for Tiffany's top. If she managed this she would try to yank the cowgirl forward and out of the set up, but this might also result in the top ripping right off and spilling Tiffany's chest out... Either way it would likely prevent the sharpshooter which Merith really didn't want to end up in...