Sheryl Blends vs Bree Tassilotte- Finisher Match

Bree manage to give her first female opponent a good slap across the face for escaping form her side headlock. "Hmph, you shut up nya!" Her only reply when Sheryl telling her how she dressed as being a tramp, she was going for more strikes until her own face got caught by her slap as well. "Owww!"

Her head snaps slightly to the side from the blow before she turn her head back to her, rubbing her cheek and took couple of her clean hits smacking her precious cheeks. "Oww nya!" Bree tries to retaliate by jumping right onto her to pounce and take her down, hoping to mount on top of her stomach. "You!"

Sheryl grinned after getting that return slap in. Sure, it didn't do much damage but the point was more mental anyways. The followup seemed to have a good effect and Sheryl was getting back into the flow of the match. What the girl did not expect though was for her opponent to just leap up and tackle her down to the mat.

"Oof!" She groaned as they landed hard on the mat and she had this girl on top of her. "Time to get off!" Sheryl complained trying to grab onto Bree's sides and throw her off to the side. In a match like this being on the bottom for too long was just asking to be thrown into some crazy finisher and Sheryl was in this to win.

Bree manage to force herself to jump right on top of her opponent Sheryl down on the mat, though with her facing up and sitting on top of her stomach, it would be difficult to pull off one of her finisher, but might as well try to wear her down. "Ha! I got yo---- mew?!"

She was grabbed and pulled to the side as she rolled right off of her, it sucks that it happened but Bree isnt going to give up that easily nor it will stop her, she tries to get up before Sheryl and waiting for her to stand up, running to the ropes to bounce back, hoping to crash right into her by jumping up in the air going for the Crossbody. "Hyahh!"

"Ha, yourself. Don't get too cocky, kitty!" Sheryl laughed a bit feeling a bit better now as she tried to get back to her feet as quickly as she could. As she got up she lost track of Bree for a few seconds, before spotting her racing directly towards her! Sheryl only had time to gasp out before Bree leaped into the air into that Crossbody.

"Wha!?" She gasped out as the girl slammed right into the stationary Sheryl. Coughing she slammed hard into the mat, a bit of air being knocked out of Sheryl from that impact. It left her groaning a bit in pain trying to weakly roll her opponent off of her so Sheryl could get a chance to recover. If she hadn't been on the receiving end, Sheryl might have been impressed by that high-flying maneuver.

Bree so far taking the lead of this match with her opponent taken down once again by her flying Crossbody, knocking her down and getting on top before rolling right off of her, getting up to her knee and adjusting on her skimpy outfit. "Nya, you suck girl, haha!"

She slowly standing up looking down at Sheryl from few feet and snickering a little, at least while shes down, the feline running to the ropes once again to come back, hoping to jump up with her legs kick out going for the Legdrop across her throat. "Wheee!"

Sheryl was groaning as she lay there on the mat after taking that rather dramatic Crossbody. It hurt to be sure, but at least she wasn't terribly hurt from the move. She was given a bit of a reprieve as her opponent had to adjust that incredibly skimpy outfit. Not bothering with a retort, Sheryl just breathed slowly watching as the girl ran off to the ropes.

She knew at this point that Bree would catch her if she tried to stand up at this point. But just laying there was suicide. The best Sheryl could think to do in such a short period was to wait for Bree to get closer and try to quickly roll right at her! Either she'd avoid the Legdrop or might even trip her opponent up if she managed to time it before the girl jumped up. It did leave her vulnerable to a few different moves, but it wasn't like Sheryl had time to debate the decision!

Bree sees the opportunity to strike at her once more, she was downed by both Crossbody and tackle, now shes in for more of Bree's moves, running to the ropes and bouncing back right at her, but everything went so far and didnt expected Sheryl rolling her body right into Bree foot. "Oh shiii---!" She tripped right over her like running into a log, she leap into the air and come crashing down chest and face first to the mat before the rest of her body and legs follow along hitting the mat, laying there facing down. "Owwwww...."

She slightly skid a little on the mat about couple inches before she start moving again, rolling to her side and reaching up to her fine breasts, rubbing some and making sure it isnt wardrobe malfunction or anything like that. "Ahhh... that hurt...."

Sheryl could only giggle a bit when that desperation move actually worked. A sigh of relief came afterwards when she saw Bree just faceplant into the mat. It gave Sheryl a second to breath, before quickly trying to get up. "Well guess cats don't always land on their feet." The girl couldn't help making use of that classic pun while she herself ran towards the ropes and aimed to charge directly at her downed opponent.

The girl could see the girl laying on her side, presumably working on that wardrobe of hers again. Either way Sheryl charged in at top speed calling out just before she was to arrive. "Hey kitty!" She yelled before jumping herself actually aiming for a Legdrop of her own, only this time against either Bree's side if she didn't move or that chest of hers if she did roll over in response.

Bree face and chest burns so much from falling face first like that, it was embarrassing and yet, annoying her so much that she couldnt believe she fell, literally, like that. As of now, adjusting her top while clutching parts of her body from the slight burn against the mat, not aware that Sheryl already on the move after she made a pun about her. "You little bitch!"

The feline just angry at her puns and not much she can do about it other than seeing her coming right at Bree, dropping down with her own Legdrop right across her chest. "MEOWW!" Her body spasm a little from impact with her legs kicked up, she tries to roll away unless Sheryl legs keeping her down.

This was turning into a lot of fun for Sheryl to say the least. The girl rushing in and driving her leg downwards right onto Bree's chest. The girl actually impressed that flimsy outfit managed to contain her bust after the strike. That itself was pretty entertaining as well was the meow that followed. Still the girl didn't want to just let Bree escape if she could help it.

Scooting on her now sore rear end, Sheryl tried to catch Bree in a bodyscissor when she rolled onto her side initially. Her hope being to get that solid grip on her while at the same time moving in with her upper body to get an arm around Bree's throat. It seemed like the perfect time to move in and try to get control of this match for real.