Tables Match: Johnny Higurashi Vs. Fang Xingyu

Johnny bent his knees as he flung Fang and watched her crash shoulder first into the ring post. He then charged at the catgirl and as he approached, drove his foot up as hard as he could between Fang's legs with a soccer style kick right to her groin. Even the crowd winced as they saw Johnny wind up.

Fang shoulder hurtfully slammed into the ring post that keeping her stun one after another, a rougher cold hearted side of Johnny she never witness before, groaning as she slowly pull herself out from the corner to turn around only to get caught with a swift kick between her legs, she yelp and went to clutch herself with one hand and other on her shoulder, double over.

Johnny watched as Fang turned around and he looked at her coldly. He reached out and touched her shoulders. He then slid his hands around and down her exposed cleavage until he had to big handfuls of Fang's breasts. His fingers dug in like he was going to start playing with her tits, but instead he shoved her backwards and pinned her against the turnbuckle by the chest. His fingers dug into her soft flesh and he stared at her.

"You ain't messin with me ever again, dude." He growled and flung he knee up, aiming at her stomach as roughly as he could.

With Fang getting hit between the legs more times than she did to him, soon she felt her breasts being grabbed that make her blush a bit, never see Johnny so bold like that, kind of hot actually, but she have a job to do and suppose to dispose of him.

Getting pinned up against the turnbuckle with her stomach getting hit by his knee, not a way to go so far. "Ugh! I'll.... show you messing with you!" Fang hoped that she could shoot out her right foot between his legs since hes up this close to her, hoping to cut off his assaults.

Johnny pulled away once he felt his Knee sink into Fang's belly. That was rather satisfying. His fingers dug even hard into the catgirl's big breasts and he narrowed his eyes as she spoke.

He saw her knee jut out and he turned his body , letting her knee jam into his though. At the same time, he twisted his wrists and turned her breasts like dials as hard as he could.

"That's all you've got, ain't it!?" He growled. "I don't need it, dude, but maybe you DO!" Johnny turned his body back the other way, planting his foot down and trying to drive his own knee hard into Fang's crotch.

Fang tried to stop Johnny from mauling her breasts that even her outfit isnt protecting it well enough, her knee would come up at him but wasnt enough as Johnny still going at her with a hard twisting on her breasts and follow by a knee to her sex, she scream and gasp out loud from the harsh attack.

She felt stunned as her arms just goes limp and leaning back against the corner, her body felt more drained than before, feeling more weaker and weaker as Johnny just getting her ass handed by him. "Aughh.... fuck..... let go....."

Johnny watched as Fang nearly collapsed against the turnbuckle. If he wasn't so pissed, he almost might have felt bad for her. But he WAS pissed and sort of liked what he was doing, just a little bit.

He leaned in close to Fang's ear and whispered. "I'll let go..." He said and unclamped his hands from her breasts and grabbed her hair roughly. He then took one step back and jumped backwards to plant Fang into the canvas with a hard face buster.

He didn't even stick around to see what he had done, he rolled out of the ring and began to fish for a table to set up.

Fang groaned as her body just getting mauled and beaten as if Johnny turned himself into King level, just beating the shit out of her and even he would let her go only to pull her by the hair and slamming her face to the mat as her body bounces up and laying flat on the mat, groaning as she barely moving, laying there trying to recover as she can, not knowing whats Johnny is up to.

Johnny yanked a table from underneath the ring and slid it into the ring. While he began to set it up he looked over at Fang.

"Fuck, dude." He growled while he made sure to set it up perfectly. "Maybe you like me even more now? Ain't that how fuckin King treats ya? Or does he fuck ya after? Sorry, dude, but there's only one chick I sleep with and she's way hotter than you!"

Once he was finished setting up the table, he turned and looked at Fang, eying her to see if she was getting up or not.

Fang is weaken yet she was giving herself some space from his assaults as he went out to get the table and pulling it in, setting it up while shes slowly getting up weakly to her feet, panting that her whole body was brutalized and never once done by King, but Johnny himself.

She couldnt say anything to him, saving her breath as she wait for Johnny to turn around, using whats left of ounce of energy she have, hoping she would hop kicking out her right foot at his chin for the Superkick before, if she connects, would flop down on the mat, tiring.