Jessica Wright vs. Karen Starring

Jessica felt like she was having a test of strength against a jackhammer. Not because of Karen's strength, and as a matter of fact despite it: the blonde's wavering muscle caused Jessica to shake just as much as it caused her to shake. The Violent Violet was grinning like a bank robber who made it to the county line. The match had hardly begun and she was already dominating, at least in one facet.

There were many facets, to wrestling among them being two of her favorites, guile and toughness. When Karen reeled her in Jessica's eyes went wide, not really with fear but certainly surprised. Then blonde woman lurched forward and blessed her head with an unexpected headbutt.

She had been headbutted before. It was nothing new to her, nothing at all. The adrenaline surging through her bulging veins mitigated the pain and her laser focus did not waver. A single red mark now adorned her forehead, but other than that there was little evidence the headbutt had even happened. She flinched and then went right on back to pressing Karen. She said nothing. The fact that she was not affected by the vicious move said all the things her words could not.

A headbutt on any other day on any other woman would of likely turned the tide in Karen's favour, likely to give her the edge to push even a stronger woman back in a test of strength merely by giving her a flash of complete and utter control. Any other day.

Reeling back from her double edged sword of a assault, Karen would latch eyes on her foe, to see a surely wavering powerhouse before her. Instead, she'd go wide eyed, as Jessica merely shrugged off the blow, immediately continuing with the almost animalistic shove.

This time, Karen would fall outright to a knee, her body in complete shock as she simply looked wide eyed at the woman. It took a moment for the pain in her wrists to re-register, but when it did, the blonde would finally release her gaze, shooting it instead to her wrists as she groaned.

"This has to be...a fucking joke!" She'd whince, completely locked on her knee now, body beginning to sweat from the mere pressure of the shove.

The crowd didn't know how to respond. Karen didn't know how to respond. Jessica, on the other hand, knew exactly what to do next. Press press press. The blonde woman was down on her knee now and Jessica was going to do her damnedest to keep her there. Karen didn't understand her precise role in this macabre play, as the understudy, the second fiddle, the second banana. Her eyes were wide with realization. Jessica loved it.

If she wanted to, she could do some nasty twist or powerful throw or other move to stick Karen on her backside. But she didn't want to. Jessica wanted to display her awesome strength to her some more. "The only joke here is you..." Jessica hissed through gritted teeth.

The force from above was mighty. Sweat began dripping off of her. She didn't even consider letting up or holding back. Her muscles were as big as they had ever been now as she continued to apply pressure on the blonde woman.

There was something brutal about the fact that Jessica seemed to ignore the obvious fact she could take outright control of Karen, scoop her up straight into a slam or submission. But no, instead, she seemed intent on breaking her arms. In a test of strength no less.

Karen was shaking somewhat like jelly, her toned abs quivering as she struggled to even bare the pain in her wrists, massive chest shuddering up and down as a great bead of sweat fell down her cheek, sliding onto her chin, before dropping into her cleavage. Her eyes scanned the woman almost erratically, simply desperate for near enough anything she could take advantage of. Nothing.

Her eyes would fall onto her biceps, which seemed to only grow as she flexed. The fact that Karen was the bigger woman, yet a relatively curvy and busty smaller fighter could summon multiple times her strength was flat out humiliating.

"I..I..Fuck.....I..!" She'd begin to grunt, eyes closing, as it almost appeared that the woman simply couldn't bare the pain in her wrist to the point of immediate submission!

Alright, enough screwing around. Karen had gotten the idea at this point and even if she hadn't there was nothing she could do to inform her of her exact plight. Jessica noticed the panic in her eyes and in her actions and was absolutely relishing in the fact that this blonde woman was forced to deal with her own insecurities. The pain in her wrists must have been enormous. Yes, I am smaller. Yes, I have bigger boobs. But I am still a heck of a lot stronger. The Violent Violet took in air sharply and then gave Karen one last push before she enacted her plan.

"You're pathetic." The crowd here was bored with Jessica's little display and the calls began for sex and violence. While Jessica did not particularly feel like giving them sex at the moment, violence was something that she had the capacity for in abundance. She jumped into the air, still holding on to Karen, and extended her two long legs as quickly as she could. Both would shoot out as if fired by a gun, aimed directly towards Karen's healthy chest.

She doubted that this blonde woman was agile in any way shape or form but it was always nice to have someone who was a bit of a captive audience. There was simply no way Karen was getting out of this one, given the range and the fact that Jessica was still holding on. Maybe she would even feel the ripple effect in her hands...

To her somewhat luck, Jessica opted to change up holds, rather than give her reason to wear arm casts for the following weeks. To her somewhat bad luck though, her foe decided her gut didn't need to withstand the fight instead. The move was blatantly televised to the blonde, as she'd try to turn her body for what she could. But on one knee, with a monster powerhouse clinging to her wrists? You could imagine how far she didn't move.

Swearing loudly as the legs connected, Karen's eyes would nearly fly from her sockets from the sheer pain and force. Her arms would shake right up onto the woman's own, as she'd fall to the mat, grunting, nearly spewing her guts out there and then.

The sound of two feet hitting a woman's gut was unlike anything else. Especially if that belly was nice and tight, like the muscular Karen's was. It didn't matter that the move was totally telegraphed as Karen had no way of escaping. Jessica released the blonde woman as they were both on the ground and got up immediately. She felt as if she had barely exerted herself during the contest of strength and was raring for action after the early victory. Not even a drop of sweat came from her now, as she looked at Karen the same way a lion looks at a gazelle.

She bent over to collect her blonde opponent and haul her up to her feet. If Jessica could, she would be solidly behind her. From there, it was all textbook. The Violent Violet would bring her up and over for a devastating German suplex. All the squats she did not only gave her a round butt, but two strong legs that could lift almost anything she put her hand on.

And Jessica had two hands on Karen. If the first one hit, there would be no thinking, and she would immediately follow it up with another in quick succession. She wasn't going to let this woman breathe for a second, let alone fight. "This ain't nearly the end of it..." She snarled at her opponent.

It seemed Jessica was as ruthless as she was strong, as the blonde amazon quickly found the woman pursuing her, clearly wanting more than a taste of taking the woman apart. Karen would push herself upwards to a kneeling position, hands still to her gut, when Jessica decided to grab hold of it.

"What the fuc...CCCKKK!!!!" The blonde would roar, as in a swift movement, and with no leverage point, Jessica hauled the woman not to her feet but rather skipping past that stage altogether, throwing the woman back on her head. Jessica was by no means squeezing Karen, but her grip around the woman's waist was firm, and it didn't help Karen that she'd just been impaled on the woman's feet moments ago.

Of course not even given a chance to slur or crawl, Jessica kept her lock connected, carrying the near two hundred pounds back up into the same position. Hurting already, Karen knew what to expect, and somewhat smartly rather than fight a grip which simply felt like it could not be broken, held her arms above her head. Softening the blow to an extent, Karen still found her body briefly numb, a easy target in the arms of a woman who seemed inhumanly strong.

Jessica was breathing hard now. Karen felt like a bag of bricks in her arms, and the Violent Violet estimated she weighed around 200 pounds. She would know, too, as she could squat about twice that and then some change. It wasn't particularly difficult, but it wasn't particularly easy either, and doing it twice in a row was no joke. She towered over the pile of wrestler that now lay at her feet and took a second to catch her breath. After an onslaught like that, Jessica would be surprised if Karen got up in a hurry.

But she did not dawdle. It was ultimately a battle of submissions and Jessica did possess some acumen when it came to horrifically bending women who stood against her in the ring. Yet Jessica's true skill ay in something she favored a lot more- throws, slams, and generally getting women up and back down again in a thousand and one ways. It felt like the second go around Karen managed to mitigate the German Suplex. Jessica would do her best to ensure that would never happen again.

"I am stronger than you. I am meaner than you. I am better than you." Jessica's invective remark came with a clear, unwavering tone. She bent over to collect Karen in her arms, with one arm above the blonde's shoulder and one between her legs. The Violent Violet would attempt to haul Karen aloft, up to her chest, hold her for a second to show off her strength, and then hit her with a fallaway slam.

There was no doubt in any of the audiences mind that Jessica was definitely stronger than the blonde. And seemingly meaner, as she threw around the amazon like a bag of rice. Again forced up, Karen would try to stifle the attempt by simply bringing her legs out from underneath her, forcing Jessica to completely try to deadlift the heavy woman. Didn't stop her a bit.

"You're...certainly fatter...than me..." She'd grunt, never of course knowing when it was wise to shut up and focus before Jessica turned her facing. It was only now, no longer under the stress of a monstrous test of strength that the blonde fully examined her foes figure. Stronger, meaner, better. Probably had the bigger rack too.

Before she had chance to even throw a typical dirty elbow or rabbit punch, the blonde was up and over, landing roughly part side part back, hand shooting to her back straight away, to try and rub the immense pain away.