Louise LeClair vs Cassandra Devlin (D) - Smother the cat match

Victory conditions: Only giving up or being ko'ed by a smother hold of any kind would count as a sign of victory. Winner would earn the rights to treat loser as its prisoner for one night.

"Thank you for coming." Masako just couldn't bear looking at her new client. The woman by the name of Louise was pretty and well dressed, but her tired face and the signs of lack of sleep made her look repulsive in the manager's eyes it made her forget some decency manners and she didn't make tea. "So, I will get to the point, you have been booked for a new match..." the manager began talking as Louise looked at her with an aloof expression, thinking in how much she wanted to be somewhere else. "A smother match, by the way."

"What?" Exclaimed Louise while she went back to reality. "How am I supposed to smother anyone, have you looked at me once?" The sleepless woman was right though, her lean, slim figure wasn't the best one for smother moves, but of course Masako knew that when she made the preparations. "Well, you will have to improvise. But there is more: it is a PoW match, and cat themed. You are fighting a cat-woman. Have fun." As she said that, Masako signaled the door. She had her fun that day.

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As she straightened her cat costume, Louise sighed. Her manager had done it that time, but there was nothing she could do to avoid it. Instead, she could whine about her upcoming match or just be done with it. It was the PoW part of the mstch the one that botheted her more. She just wanted to end and go home, so playing the part of mistress or prisoner had no appeal for her.

Louise's attire:

As her theme song started, Louise walked unceremoniously to the ring. The crowd was starting to get used to her indifferent way of doing things, and some people even cheered for her. Not like it mattered for her. She only wanted to get done with the match and get another paycheck, maybe getting some sleep. Those were her thoughts as she reached the ring and started waiting for her rival.

Cassandra was backstage, in full oversized kitty glory. She would be fine tuning her big cosplay, making sure everything properly fit and was snug. She’d finally make her way to the gorilla position, ready to get her party on!

The echoing sound of bells and cat meows would flow throughout the arena, and the massive cosplayer would skip onto the ramp, much to the roaring applause of the crowd. She’d skip down to the ring, blowing kisses to new fans and onlooker alike. The big cat tail wiggled as she made her way down, finally stopping in the ring.

Sliding under the bottom rope, although getting stuck for a moment, the catgirl would stand tall in the ring, and immediately stomped over to her opponent, and went to go size her up. Issue was, Cassandra was essentially towering over her foe. “HIYA, NYA~” She let out.

From her corner in the ring, Louise was at a vantage point to be witness to her rival's entrance. The first thing she noticed about her cat rival was that she was big, way bigger in size and in weight than her, with well built curves that would definitely work in her advantage in the upcoming smother match. Louise knew odds weren't in her favor against a rival like that, but she would have to do her best.

When Cassandra stepped in the ring, Louise already had enough of her personality. The woman was so full of energy and cheer, a ball of sugar so energetic she went for some greeting as she towered over Louise, making aparent the difference in size between the two. "Yeah, hiya... nya.", said Louise withouth much enthusiasm, waiting to go back to her corner and for the bell to start the match as she would stand on her guard.