Dixie Clemets vs. Rainbow Mika ~The Cowgirl Returns~

Dixie let out a long, deep sigh as she felt Mika squirming beneath her. Getting up so soon? Damn. Guess I ought to do the same...

She forced herself to sit up, watching as Mika rolled over and started to push herself up. Dixie wouldn't stop her, instead focusing on pushing herself up to her own feet, trying to get her own self back into the game.

She watched, though, as Mika dropped back down to her hands and knees after getting up. Her lips twisted into a grim, subtle smile, as she realized that Mika was still out of it from that elbow she had given her before. Well, if that was the case, may as well capitalize on that some more...

She circled around Mika slowly, lifting up one of her boots again, where she would try to land a heavy stomp right into the back of the masked blonde's hair. "Stay down!" She yelled, her voice once more taking on a commanding, although quite tired, tone.

"GAH!" Mika shouted as Dixie's rawhide boot slammed into her temple. The blow sent her rolling onto her back and clutching her forehead, kicking her boots fitfully. "D..d...dammit..." she slurred, her vision going dizzy once again.

Dixie took another step at Mika as she rolled onto her back, stepping over her body now so that one foot was on either side of her, the cowgirl looking down at her head. She planted her hands on her wide hips, looking down at Mika, still panting a fair bit.

"Been trying to expand my moves..." She'd tease, though her voice would still had a rather hard tone to it. "Let's try this, and see how ya like some of yer own medicine..."

And with those words, she would suddenly break into the run over and past Mika, hitting the ropes to rebound her way again, this time completely in control of herself. As she neared Mika again, she would jump up into the air, trying to bring her own ass crashing down hard onto Mika's chest, wanting to let the masked blonde know just how much her 'Flying Peach' could hurt...

Mika's body jerked painfully as Dixie slammed into her, ass force, the impact forcing the air out of her lungs. Gasping as she sat upright, Mika then collapsed onto her back, breathing heavily. The blow had left Mika in quite a lot of pain, though the irony of her own move being used against her wasn't lost. She would have made an irate comment to Dixie about it if she hadn't been so out of breath: as it was, all she could do was lie on the mat and gasp hungrily for air. The crowd was now roaring its approval at the way Dixie had turned things around in style.

After Dixie's peach smashed into Mika, she pushed herself back up to her feet. Once more she was becoming confident with herself, though not nearly as cocky as before...

...or perhaps she was starting to feel cocky again. Standing above Mika with one foot on either side of her again, she began to bask in the cheers of the crowd. She was so glad to be back, so glad to be fighting in this ring again. There was no other feeling like it in the world!

She looked up at the crowd, a smile dancing across her face, as she raised both her arms up into the air. She began to rotate her hips, slowly, subtly, just enough to get enough rise out of the wild crowd, before suddenly hopping into the air, straight up and then back down, intending to bring her wide ass and her full weight down onto Mika's chest a second time in a row!

"OOOMPH!" The last Peach had taken Mika too much by surprise, and had left her quite stunned and breathless on the mat. As such, she was unable to move out of the way in time to avoid the second peach, which slammed down hard against her sizeable bust. Mika's legs kicked up from the impact, and she was left lying under Dixie, coughing and gagging fitfully as she clutched her hurting chest with one hand.

Dixie smiled in approval at the sounds of Mika's cries. Thinking now might be a good time to end this, she leaned forward, grabbing each of Mika's legs and pulling back on them, trying to tuck them under arms, trying to bend the girl backwards into a pinning position.

If Dixie could tuck her legs into her armpits with no problems, she would settle back onto Mika's bust, squirming her buttocks against her chest, her thin white panties rubbing against Mika as she tried to make herself comfy with the pin, nodding at the ref gently to begin a pinning count...

"NNnnnnngh..." Mika moaned, her pigtailed head slowly shaking left and right as Dixie wrapped her up for the pin. She showed no sign of being able to fight back as the ref came and started the countdown, and she didn't seem to realize that Dixie's hooking her legs was exposing her ass quite nicely to the crowd. It didn't help that Dixie's actual pin was drawing a few whistles from the crowd as well.

"One..."

Dixie closed her eyes with a wider smiler, tilting her head back slightly as she heard the ref counting. Mika was done for, this match was her's now, no doubt in her mind at all about it.

"Two!" the referee cried, slapping the mat again. A cool moan passed Dixie's lips, the cowgirl squirming more atop of Mika, eager to hear that last number pass through the lips of the referee...

Before the countdown could reach three, however, Mika's body suddenly surged sideways, her cleavage rubbing against Dixie's ass as Mika twisted, getting a shoulder up in the nick of time. Slowly, Mika caught her breath. "My own move...against me?" she gasped. "This...means...war..."