Jessica Wright vs. Karen Starring

This was the moment Jessica was waiting for. Karen had been rattled and rattled damn hard by the look of it. This match was Jessica's to win now, and that is precisely what she intended to do. Her eyes flashed with deviance as she saw Karen blathering on, mentally readying herself for what was to happen next. Sure enough, Karen offered the same thing Jessica offered, and the Violent Violet was more than willing to see her end of the deal through.

Karen was a tall cool glass of water and even if touching her voluminous chest involved hitting it, Jessica was prepared. She licked the palm of her hand, which was salty with sweat; the theatricality of the ring was not lost on her despite her lack of caring for the fans. She glared at Karen with a burning intensity.

Then she brought her hand down as hard as she could. Chest slaps usually weren't in her arsenal, but the form was fairly simple. A woman as talented as Jessica couldn't possibly screw it up.

Arms wide, Karen couldn't help but to wince early as the powerhouse built her strike up. It would hurt straight off the bat, but Jessica was outright winding the thing up! Karen didn't know how much such a earth shattering blow would hurt. And of course, she didn't want to, nor did she plan to find out.

Luring Jessica into a false sense of security by apparently easily letting her take the strike, Karen by every means attempted to swing her big body under that game-ending strike as it flew towards her. Arms of course now tucking into her chest, she'd scurry forward with all the mannerisms of a sly devil, until ideally she was behind Jessica, back to back.

Knowing for a fact the Violent Violet wouldn't take kindly to being humiliated that way, Karen would try to add to her problems, by simply jumping back, pressing huge rear to huge rear, as the near two hundred pounded essentially tried to sit on the powerhouse from behind!

Jessica had a hard time trusting anyone. To many, Jessica's shock would have been perplexing. The Violent Violet was befuddled that her strong hand hit absolutely nothing. It shouldn't have confused her though, as Karen deviously sidled in behind her. Then Jessica felt an impact from behind. It wasn't a devastating strike nor was it the setup for some mighty throw. The move that hit her was simple: a butt bump.

Jessica's eyes went wide with rage. This wasn't a fucking kawaii match. This wasn't a popularity contest. This was one of the most serious match types there was and Karen was treating her and it like a joke. Her fists, already clenched, became a bleach white. Jessica took a step forward to rid herself of her opponent and wheeled around as fast as she could.

"This isn't a fucking joke!" She hollered as she swung a fist towards Karen's pretty face.

Karen's move wasn't exactly out of the top ten list of moves of all time, but it did the job, creating space with a woman anyone and everyone would want as much space as they could with. She wouldn't exactly keep her weight pressed, knowing for a fact Jess could turn at any moment, and use the fact Karen was somewhat falling back into her for painful results. Stopping herself, she'd turn somewhat at the same time as her foe did, bringing her big body lower as that huge strike came in, the wind from said strike nearly pushing the giant back!

Trying to push advantage further, and more than anything, try to down a now clearly pissed off foe, she'd again burst forward, before rising; trying to rush her entire heavy frame into Jess, almost begging for the powerhouse to go down with a massive splash!

The punch went sailing through nothing but air and Jessica was reeling now. Her body was not nice and compact like it should be during a bout- the Violent Violet was everywhere. The look on her face was one of confusion. Her right hand came so fast. How on earth did she miss? Jessica had been absolutely crushing it up to this point and this step back caused her a considerable amount of dismay.

Her legs were close together and her center of balance was dangerously high. When Karen launched at her she went down like a sack of bricks. Even if she weren't teetering like a pine in a hurricane, she certainly would have gone down anyways as Karen was a giantess in her own right.

Jessica hit the mat with a loud "Oof!" with Karen crashing down right on top of her. After such a splash there was little chance of getting up right away.

To her luck, Karen's reckless body charge paid off, not only downing the monstrous powerhouse, but netting Karen the tasty advantage of being on top. She wouldn't dare take moment to mock or taunt, knowing full well that even on her back with Jessica's strength, she could likely pull of any move she desired. Riskily again, she'd choose to purposefully lose her advantage of the mount, instead sliding straight backwards over Jessica's curvaceous thighs.

Her hefty weight pressing down on Jessica's body before Karen would fully dismount underneath her feet, Karen would aim to hook her own much fatter legs around Jessica's right, before trying to hook together at the ankles, resting on her foes stomach. With a leg fully clenched, the usually brash amazon would for a change employ the use of tactics; trying to twist her foes ankle as hard as she could, to not only try to take the possibility of a firm stance away from the powerhouse, but also perhaps net her a even score!

All of the air shot out of her body. Karen was a big woman and all the weight was right on top of her. Jessica's mind demanded movement but her body could not live up to it. Karen slithered down her body and faced literally no resistance. Even as Karen began to torturously pull her ankle into a devastating hold, all Jessica could really do was writhe in pain.

And writhe Jessica did. Jessica had come to underestimate Karen's strength as she had been completely dominated in the test of strength, but she was not underestimating it now. Jessica's ankle screamed with pain and it was as if her whole leg was lit up with suffering.

The Violent Violet clawed at the mat and tried to tug her leg away. She knew it was fruitless but she had to put up some resistance to the vicious hold!

Karen knew straight away that by pressing her legs close to Jessica's body, she put herself in reach of a leg lock. She knew that the pain Jessica could inflict on said legs would be huge, but opted to risk it regardless, making sure to keep her ankles hooked as tight as she could. There was also the benefit of a head start on Jessica's fine ankle.

The blonde would wrench as wildly as she could, trying to outright twist the ankle past 90 degrees altogether, squirming and yelping as much as she was in Jessica's ab stretch; albeit now, her focus entirely on causing pain, not receiving it!

Jessica couldn't focus. Her worldview had been constructed earlier in the match in that she had trounced Karen in a contest of strength. And now she was being forced to reconsider which caused her a lot of mental consternation now, which caused inaction against very very real pain. Her head rolled back and her eyes closed. A woman as mighty as Jessica was now being completely controlled by just her ankle.

The Violent Violet fought it, as much as she could. Theoretically she could tap twice before she wound up with an L, but even one submission against this woman seemed beyond her limits. Jessica was stronger. How could this be so awful?

Karen might of being in the better spot, but to her somewhat chagrin, she found it humiliating. A near six foot blonde amazon who walked and talked like she could bench-press a car resorting to snide little ankle locks? She'd grunt to herself, before trying to continue the pressure. After all, it was getting results.

"You gonna tap whore?" Karen would yell, twisting and yanking the leg with everything she had; to her chagrin realising that removing the base entirely from Jessica now would allow her to utilise her own strength throughout the match easily!