Two girls and two stallions : Lelannie Darkmane & Daisuke Maxwell VS Tawncal & Yeldo

Lela was a big girl still and using momentum, she slipped under his legs at the last second, stopped under him and lifted him up with all her might, still a bit weak though, she wobbled as she held the massive being on her shoulders as she groaned out a, "AAAARAGH!" Her muscle strained as she began to hoist him up into a Gorilla Press Slam, but it was looking like one on her arm muscles was straining too hard. She may not make this work, but damnit she was going to try.

Lelannie might be strong for a mare, but she's still an anthro with no special power, nothing that would give her the might to lift a Centaut up with her arms, even a strong male would not be capable of this. Yeldo is surprised by her attempt though. He thrashes around, kicking under his belly with his hind hooves.

Well, perhaps kicking at her wasn't the best idea. She saw a kick coming and she pulled the equivalent of the Wastland finisher. Innefective at best, bu as soon as the Centaur was on his back, the hybrid skunk horse sat on his chest and she used her hands to punch his head. She would not hold back either.

Yeldo was not ready to come back in the ring, he hasn't got the rest he needed, Tawncal was beaten too soon. Even with Lelannie overestimating her might, the Centaur takes a very hard blow that stuns him and makes him fall on his side – not on his back, not a natural position for a Centaur. He doesn't react when Lelannie straddles his torso and punches at his face. Now that he's knocked out, nothing seems to prevent Lelannie from ending the match by pinfall now.

Lela went for the pinfall. The ref slid in and counted. "1... 2..."

Yeldo doesn't move. Nothing to break the count.
THREE !
The referee rings the bell. The girls won the match. Game over.