Karen Starring vs. Stone - A Change of Pace

Good news and bad news.

Good news: Stone's mystery opponent was just as winded as she was, so that meant retaliation wouldn't be immediately forthcoming. She was given a little time to recoup. Not much, but some, and every second was precious in this fight.

Bad news: Even though the strange woman was getting up slow, she was getting up, and she'd likely be plenty fired up when she did. Stone had to go back on the offensive, or else she'd be the one getting bowled over.

That was exactly what she did, too. Growling through her teeth and narrowing her eyes, she charged at the mystery woman and swung her leg out, looking to swing her knee into one of the woman's breasts and and sink it in deep. A little dirty, yes, but her silent foe didn't strike her as the sort of woman to do anything less if she had the opportunity.

Karen was getting up far too slow to outspeed Stone, but she was wary enough to see what she was doing. As the kick came in against her chest, she manage to brace a little; the kick still knocking some of the wind out of her, whilst she manage to latch her closest arm around it, pinning it to her. She'd try to stand, making sure to shake her opponents trapped foot, so she could try to prevent another offensive.

Stone's foot landed on target, another blow to the mystery woman's rather impressive chest. Breast shots were a little bit cheaper than she typically preferred to go for, but with someone like this, it didn't pay to hold back too much. She'd taken every advantage she could get.

Besides, it was a little harder not to hit them. They were all over the place. Stone couldn't tell whether they were real or implants, but if it was the latter, they must have cost quite a few pretty pennies.

When she didn't get her leg back, Stone let out a surprised grunt and hopped on one leg caught in the awkward position. She was too close and her leg was too high to pull off an enziguiri, so she tried to escape the hold with something much simpler and less flashy: she punched her silent foe in the face.

Karen would suppress a small laugh, as she made her big for hop on one leg like a clown. She was close to taunting the woman, when that hard hit came in on her cheek.

It hurt like hell, but in a desperate fit of fury, Karen completely no sold the hit, looking Stone dead in the eyes with a hard glare. She'd then try to spin the woman, using her trapped leg, so that Stone would hopefully stumble and end up with her back to Karen.

With this chance, she'd then take time to whince, and rub her aching cheek; she damn right forced herself not to do it infront of Stone, to try and intimidate her big foe.

It was quick, just for a flicker of a second, and it might have been just a trick of the light, but Stone could have sworn - sworn - she saw this mystery woman, who hadn't said a single word yet nor showed even the least bit of emotion, smile. It was just one more thing to add on to the ever-growing pile of weirdness that was coming from this match.

She reeled back for another punch, hoping to knock the expression off her before it could show up again, when the whole world started to turn around her. Stone swung around and awkwardly bounced off the rope, as her balance was completely thrown off. Then end result had her falling to her knees with her back turned to her silent foe, trying to regain her bearings.

Karen's face would immediately change as Stone fell to her knees, as she felt she was allowed to wince and whine. She suppressed the whine though, instead, falling promptly behind Stone, too on her knees. Given her close proximity to Stone, she looked for a loose waist grip from behind-making sure to keep her head from elbow or head butt distance.

With this weak grip, she would be allowed a brief few seconds to recover, whilst pressing her weight slightly on Stone to both tire her and slow her down.

Stone had just started to get back to her feet, when her silent foe helped her along. Sort of.

The grip around her waist was fairly loose and easy to work with, but that was the problem. It was an all-around awkward hold for women of their size, made all the more annoying by the impressive breasts pushing against her back. Stone swung her elbows, left and right, but she wasn't having any luck landing a decent strike. Effective. Annoying, but effective.

She decided to just throw caution to the wind and pushed backwards, trying to drive the big woman into the turnbuckle, and sandwich her there. If she wanted to be difficult, Stone would be difficult.

Karen didn't expect that. She expected wild blows and nothing else. Maybe a roll attempt, which she'd used against her. But literally backing her into a corner? If Karen had the strength, she'd of used the momentum to throw Stone into another German suplex. And she had the strength, just not readily available. She'd try to brace as her back fell rough into the turnbuckle-luckily her own bracing prevented a big collision.

She'd try to tighten her grip, trying her best to make sure Stone couldn't pull her off, whilst at the same time almost nestling her face to Stone's back; a safe spot again from elbows and backwards headbutts. Her huge chest was pressed hard into Stone's back too, but that fact was simply unavoidable. All she needed was a bit of a break.

Ramming her into the turnbuckle didn't seem to deter this woman - she was holding on and she was holding on tight. It was starting to become more than an annoyance.

"Get..." She triend an ineffectual elbow. "...off!" And another. She wasn't having any luck, and the grip was starting to actually hurt her. The crowd's impatience was starting to grow thin, too - they wanted the match to stay mobile, but it was quickly grinding to a halt.

Stone reached down and pulled at the mystery woman's stony grip, trying to pry it off. If she wouldn't let go, she'd be made to let go.

Karen latched on like a woman possessed, making damn well certain not to put herself in a hit spot. Working a moderately tight grip, her opponents increasing difficulty in the hold gave her a idea, one that would become even more so useful since Stone was prying at her arms.

Releasing her arms, she'd try to turn her opponent quickly via the hips, to a facing position. From there, she'd snake her arms back around Stone's waist, and apply pressure again, this time a severe amount; opting to try and lock her opponent in a bearhug!