Cecilia Northman Vs. Roxy Ashworthy - Rematch

Cecilia clicked her tongue in annoyance as Roxy turned her face, the Swede wasn't about to let her green haired rival get off so easy though. Trying to slide up and then move off of Roxy...only to take her both hands and try to drive them down with a double axe handle right towards Roxy's chest.

Panting out afterwards the Swede would start to try and move up towards her feet, shaking her head. She was covered in head to to with sweat. Much like Roxy was, and she was getting quite exhausted...this was a grueling fight.

Roxy grunted out loud as her foe had opted to forfeit the hold and strike her chest with both hands as if she was wielding a hammer. It felt like Roxy was the anvil and her chest was the blade being hammered into shape. The girl let out a loud shriek and turned onto her side as she lashed out blind with her legs her arms clutching her chest tightly. She cursed profanities loudly as she rolled far out of Cecilia's reach until she reached the ropes.

The green haired girl as if in a drunken state clambered to her feet, her head unclear and her steps unsteady. She flet like vomiting over the side of the rope. She had never pushed her body this far in her life. She covered her hand over her mouth and shook her head as the other arm was still wrapped tightly around her chest as she leaned heavily against the ropes. The sweat was irritating Roxy to no end, it was hot slick and she could even smell the other woman's scent on her which made her even more disgusted, not that Cecilia had a bad scent to her. She would spit on the ring floor and gather herself by putting her hands on her knees taking time to recover. With a green eye open, she watched her opponent with hawkish vigilance. How long had they had been fighting, it felt like a full hour of non-stop wailing against each other. There was no taking it slow at first or gradual escalation in intensity, they had been trying their hardest to defeat the other with one move after the other. It was mindless wither which made it much more exhausting, it was no longer a competition of strength nor a performance of better technique, it was now a contest of wills.

Cecilia cried out as Roxy lashed out with her leg, smacking it right against her and forcing the Swede to fall back down, she cursed out under her breath and then tried to roll away. Creating distance with herself and her green haired rival. She tried to move up towards her feet, shaking her head....drips of sweat, hers and Roxy's dropped off of her and flew in all directions as she shook her head.

This had been one of her longest and most hard fought matches in her entire life. Only one or two people in her entire life had been able to push her to this extent. The Swede's body barley even hurt anymore, it just felt numb...as if all the gas was out of the tank. She could swore that she could see her breath as she exhaled. That it was so hot compared to the outside air that it was becoming visible.....

Glaring at Roxy, the Swede would throw a grin towards the woman. She was enjoying herself, no doubt...but she was looking to finally put this to an end. Pressing her back against the ropes, the Swede would try and bounce off of them, looking to come running off right towards Roxy at the top speed that the Swede could muster, with her right arm stretched back. Looking to come in at full speed with a running full body haymaker right towards Roxy's pretty face !

Roxy heard the strain of the ropes as Cecilia threw herself against them, the green haired girl walked forward like a shambling mummy, breathing hard. She looked like she was on the verge of falling over as Cecilia came at her like a locomotive, an unstoppable force. For the briefest of moments, Roxy saw the determination in Cecilia's eyes, the killer instinct that drove her forward and the lack of hesitation. From being on the verge of falling over, Roxy summoned her strength and stood her ground.

Roxy gave a battle cry of her own and stepped forward with her lead foot stepping off at angle already ready to generate as much turn as she could. She lifted her back leg just slightly off the ground and she turned her body rotating her hips hard as she lifted her back leg off the ground. Roxy turned with her hips and she felt a tearing pain in her abdomen as she would put her all into this final attack. While her core and her hips produced all the power, she kept her leg loose like a whip. Like a whip, it did not move until the very last moment. Ina blink of a eye, Roxy's leg went from barely off the floor to producing a loud crack of bone on flesh. Roxy's leg came up and then down in a sharp angle onto Cecilia's neck striking with the lower half of her shin rather than her foot.

Cecilia came rushing in towards Roxy, ready to put and end to the mighty green haired beauty and finish this match with a hellish haymaker right to Roxy's cheek. Though before she could reach her rival with her fist, the fellow busty fighter shot up her leg like blade through the air, cutting right into Cecilia's neck, snapping her around in a quarter circle.

The Swede stood up still, wobbling back a step then falling down, crashing onto her back as her arms and legs went eagle spread. Groaning lowly as she laid on the mat. Her hair in a big mess on the mat as her chest heaved with each breath that she took.

Roxy hit her mark as she followed through on the kick forcing her to turn a full 360 degrees. Disoriented, she struggled for a second to find her footing and took in one more breath. The green haired girl's eyes looked at Cecilia with a sneer as she spat at the ground. She would make her way towards Cecilia who for once looked like she was going to stay down. Reaching down, she would grab a handful of the blonde's messy hair which was fanned out on the ring floor. She would force Cecilia to sit up as Roxy would take a knee and sit on Cecilia's lap.

She would look into Cecilia's ember eyes and brought their foreheads together.

"I've conquered you Cecilia." Roxy said in a cold voice which was hauntingly void of emotion. "When you wake up defeated in the ring you call home, when you find your fighting spirit broken and your pride stripped from you-"

Roxy would pause only to whisper in the girl's ear.

"You'll know that the debt is paid."

After the final word, Roxy would bring Cecilia's face into her chest and would wrap her arms around the blonde woman's head as if embracing a throw pillow. Roxy would shut her eyes as she would try to smother Cecilia for the victory. The very way Cecilia had chosen to humiliate her after their first match. She would let he pillow like chest to put Cecilia Northman to sleep.

Cecilia was down...not fully out of it all but unable to really understand what was going on as she was brought up by her long hair into a seated position with Roxy seating herself on her lap. Pressing their foreheads together. The Swede groaned out weakly as her eyes started to slowly flutter up....

Only for her to be enveloped by those loverly sweaty half bare orbs of Roxy. Feeling them upon her face as her head was hugged tightly against those tits. She barley had the strength to struggle now, her hands weakly move up to Roxy's side and tried to push, but it was no use....it wasn't long before her body started to weaken by the second...

After a short while it went completely limp in the bosom of the Conqueror.

Roxy felt her rival go limp and unraveling her arms around the blonde fighter's head, made her foe topple to the floor on her back. Roxy looked down at her foe with hollow green eyes as if registering what just happened.


It wasn't until she heard the chime of the bell and became aware of the dead silence in the crowd, Roxy realized she had won. Roxy felt like she was under water. It was such a eerie moment that shocked the world. Cecilia Northman the fan favorite had just been defeated in an upset victory.

Roxy's blank expression turned into a Cheshire cat-like grin and began to laugh covering her mouth, her eyes watering from trying to control herself. Getting to her feet, she would reach down between Cecilia's legs and relieve the blonde girl of her panties. Without so much as a second thought, the crowd watched in horror as Roxy stuffed Cecilia's open mouth with her own panties.

"Eat Shit Northman!" She said even though Cecilia couldn't hear her, she said it loud enough for the crowd to hear her and that meant the mics would too as well.

Roxy winked at a camera man as she stepped on Cecilia's chest and posed with her hands on her hips. What followed was the shuttering sound of photographs and the crowd exploding in utter madness. Roxy spat down on Cecilia's defeated form before tossing her hair behind her and vaulting over the top rope. She landed in what can only be described as a superhero landing before marching up the ramp, brimming with pride over her victory.

Roxy Ashworthy wins via breast smother