Dani Rugu vs. Princess Natasha Rostovik

Izzi grinned, Natasha was pretty much playing right into the brat packs hands by getting all riled up by her taunts, by forcing the ref to make this a no DQ handicap match, it was ensuring that the little brats could do all the mischievous tactics they like to do without worry of the ref throwing the match out. She wasn't expecting the Russian to rush her though and before the succubi could reacted, Natasha shoulder barged sternly into her...

"Ahh!" Izzi yelped as she was knocked from the apron of the ring down onto the outside floor area. Cham Cham was quick to react as her partner fell beside her, reaching in under the bottom ropes and taking a swipe at Natasha ankles with her paw gloved hands... Trying to trip the Russian Princess up

Charging forward Natasha felt a certain smugness as her shoulder connected with the brat on the apron. She caught herself on the ropes showing all the training she had received in her earlier years to prevent herself from tumbling to the mats outside.

Natasha pulled herself up and smirked down at Izzi and the rest of the brats. She arrogantly turned away and wiped her boots on the canvas as if to kick dirt at those outside. The crowd loved it and Natasha paraded around up and down the ropes.

What she didn't bank on was the shot from Cham Cham who caught her boot mid strut and Natasha was unbalanced. Before she knew it, she was coming face first with the canvas. "Woah.... UUGGFFFFFFF" she groaned and rolled over slowly to her back, her hands coming to clutch her nose. Natasha was seeing tears as her eyes watered.

Her cockiness had backfired big time!

The feisty feline Cham Cham reached back under the ropes with the top half of her body as Natasha came crashing to the mat. She Grasped onto her legs with both paws so that she could try to drag the Russian completely out of the ring and down onto the outside floor.

"C'mere!" Cham Cham growled out aggressively though still finding a way to be cute about it... Once she gets the brunette out so that her feet touch the floor, she would shove the bigger woman back against the apron of the ring to keep her propped up before swinging her forearm and elbow right into Natasha's chest a couple of times.

Natasha was now regretting her bold actions and posturing. She felt herself dragged out and pinned up against the apron. The blows fell one after another, and even though Cham Cham was not the biggest of the brats, it still hurt.

"AGGFFFFFFF" Natasha cried out with each strike. Her body writhed and shifted, hands and arms trying to come to her defence so she could cover up.

Natasha gasped for air trying to survive and shuffled so that she was closer to the corner post than previously.

What was worst was that whilst she was occupied with Cham Cham she had no idea where the other members were, especially Dani, who she had left alone for a long time now, and there was a danger the numbers game along with recovery would take its toll on the Russian

Dani remained in the ring, she wasn't too fond of the rough stuff that she was sure Cham Cham and Izzi would administer out there anyway, for the time being she just rested up and recovered from the match she had been having with Natasha so far. Dani was actually a little upset that it had turned into a 3 on 1 match... She had very almost beaten Natasha 1 on 1 which would have been a great confidence boost for her, now she'd kinda have to share the glory...

Cham Cham took a step in, pressing her small feline form up against the Russian as she collected up her wrist in her kitty paws... The brat pulled her away from the apron of the ring, planting her feet against the floor as she suddenly yank sharply on the arm.

"Mew!" Cham Cham meowed out as she tried to pull the brunette sharply into an Irish whip.. Aiming to send her back first right into the Iron guard railings, close to where Izzi was getting up on all fours

The tide was quickly turning against Natasha. Cham Cham was working her over well and there was more to come. The big Russian felt herself whipped across the short space and WHAM! right into the ring barrier.

"AAGGHHHHHH" she cried out with a bunch of Russian expletives. Natasha arched her back to absorb the impact but it was no help. She stumbled away a few steps, one hand on the barrier, head down, bent over, her long purple hair flopping all around her face

Natasha was starting to realize this was more then she could handle and being the spoilt coward she was, the Russian was making her way a few steps towards what she thought was the beginning of the ramp.

Yes Natasha was looking to run away (hobble very slowly) from the fight, which she always did when things got too heated for her.

"Zis is ze outrage! I am ze *gasp* Princess!"

Izzi had now just about recovered as Natasha looked to make her away out of the arena and out of this match...

"Oohhhh no you don't!" Izzi called out obnoxiously, quickly running up behind the Russian Princess with the intention of cutting her escape short. The blonde twin tailed little rascal hadn't had the chance to get her hands on the brunette yet, while Dani had had her fill and even Cham Cham had gotten a piece. Reaching out quickly, Izzi grabbed onto the back of Natasha's thong! Pulling it back so that the material sunk in tight around the crotch area, stopping her in her tracks.

"We ain't done with you yet!" She said announced... By this time, Cham cham had come over as well and quickly grabbed onto her dark hair with her kitty paws... Both Izzi and Cham Cham turned the Russian around and started guiding her back towards the ring where Dani stood watching the proceedings, cutely sucking on the knuckle part of her thumb.

This was bad. The crowd has turned, Natasha's luck had turned and worst of all she had brought it on herself. Gasping, sweaty and aching all over from the Brat Pack Barrage she yelped as she felt her thong caugght and suddenly disappear making a beeline for her crotch

"YYAGGHHHHHHH" she yelped and went up on tiptoes dancing in such a way that made the crowd jeer her. Soon she was being led back to the ring by the terrible twosome, whilst Dani waited in the ring.

Natasha felt herself rolled into the ring and came to a stop, Her hair lank now covered her face and she scooped it aside. She carefully reached to try and free her thong. All attention was on trying to maintain what was left of her dignity rather then actually beat the Brat Pack.

It was a sight to see the dominant Russian acting like a submissive.

Natasha finally got herself sort of straight and knelt back her head whipping side to side looking for her rivals.

"Where are ze little witches?!!"

Izzi and Cham Cham gruffly shoved Natasha back into the ring under the bottom ropes before scaling up onto the apron of the ring and climbing in themselves.. Dani was sizing the Russian Princess up as the other woman struggled to get onto her knees.

Very carefully and discretely, the ginger haired waitress loosened the top straps of her red apron so that she was only holding it up in front of her small chest with one arm. Then as Natasha turned to try and sight where she was, she rushed forwards and let the apron dangle down right as her chest was about to come into contact with Natasha's face.

She quickly snatched her small arms around the back of the brunette's head, pressing her now naked breasts right into the Russian's face for a rather cute looking breast smother while she was down on her knees

By the time Natasha got herself straight she saw Dani right upon her. The next thing she knew she was trapped and struggling for air. She could smell the scent of strawberries. It dawned on Natahsa that she was being smothered! The one thing she was terrified of, let alone the fact that Dani was hardly the most well endowed of girl.

"UUGGFFFFFFFF" the big Russian protested and struggled but the momentum of Dani was sending her backwards. Natasha fell and took Dani with her now onto her back with the small cutie on top of her. As she tried to get freem, her face reddening from the lack of air and panicked embarrasment she now knew how her victims felt.

"She couldn't lose, not to a smothering, not like this!" Natasha brought her hands up and pawed and slapped hard at Dani's back looking to free herself.

What became more humilating was Natasha felt slightly damp between her thighs and preyed no one would notice, given how how and sweaty the match had been so far.