Izzi vs. ???

Izzi hadn't actually been in the ring that long with Karen before Amelie interjected herself and so the little brat wasn't worn out, just a little stunned from Karen's earlier move... But now with Amelie thinking that she could toy with the little pipsqueak, Izzi was given the chance to recover her senses.

The succubus bolted up and forwards with a sudden burst of energy as Amelie prompted her to get up. The blonde pig tailed girl made a grab for Amelie's arm, grasping her by the wrist and yanking as hard as she could to shift the heavier woman with the intention of throwing her towards the ropes behind her in an Irish whip.

"yaah!" She roared out as she swung the French woman around, waiting for her to bounce off of the ropes before running forwards to meet Amelie in the middle of the ring. As she drew close, Izzi jumped up and twisted her body in mid air, trying to ram her lycra covered butt cheeks right into Amelie's face as she rebounds off the ropes

Whilst Karen and Amelie were near equal specimens in-terms of size, neither women was built like the other. Karen was far from muscular, but her own flesh was remarkably firmer from Amelie, who was the definition of soft. Such physical differences were somewhat reciprocated in the personalities of the characters, as Amelie clearly worked a more gentler routine with the kawaii. She could of refused her foes attempt to whip her into the corner, with effort mind, through use of her greater size, but simply opted to follow, keen to find out what Izzi had in store.

And was she glad she did!

Soon enough, the smaller woman would follow, near instantly forcing butt to smash high, right into Amelie's lower face, neck and chest! The sheer speed of the run and target chosen made the bigger woman drop to a knee, as her hand soothed the wound. Somewhat scarily, with a smile to her face! Reaching out, her face somewhat reddened from the attack itself, she'd latch onto Izzi's hips, bringing yet another tender moment, much to Karen's chagrin!

"Well...aren't you just the tease..." She'd mutter, hand slowly looking to pat the Brat's curvy behind!

For once Izzi and Karen was on the same page, annoyance.. The brats intention had been to hurt and humiliate the big French woman, not to pleasure and amuse.

"Hey!" Izzi growl out as she got to her feet only to have Amelie reach out and grope around her hips... The tight lycra didn't really leave anything to the imagination and made the brat's butt cheeks quite pleasing to the touch, probably even when it was being smashed into certain people's faces..

"Hand's off the merchandise!" Izzi yelled as she twisted around to face the kneeling woman and then tried to swing the upper side of her thigh straight into the underside of Amelie's breast.

"You're not allowed to touch the butt unless the butt is the one doing the touching... Into your face!"

Whilst the sheer size of Amelie's breasts provided some 'padding,' the woman was far from invincible. After a while, if anything, her huge heaving set being victim to repeated assault if anything would make them swell further and further, meaning attacks would just have more of an impact. Not exactly an issue on a flatter girl, to say the least.

Still, relatively fresh, Amelie would stand from the kick, albeit with hand to her breast, mostly to stop it jiggling like jelly.

"Hmm..." She'd mutter, in part laughter. She knew full well how the Brat's worked, and couldn't help but lick her lips at the idea of returning a top Brat strategy. Beating or working a foe until they were too tired to resist. "..And how will you stop me...!" She'd roar, suddenly rushing forward, hand still to her chest. As she closed distance with the smaller girl, and of course, if she was quick enough, she'd turn part way; forcing a huge hip thrust, that given the size difference, would hit Izzi's stomach not at all softly!

Izzi was about to respond to Amelie's question when the giant of a woman got to her feet and threw her weight quite literally into the small kawaii girl. The French woman rushed forwards in such a way that Izzi couldn't really defend against it, she was too close to dodge out of the way and there was no way to block a bigger woman like her when the momentum was behind them. Amelie twisted her body and swung her hips straight into Izzi's belly like a battering ram.

"Ungh!!" Izzi huffed out as she was bounced backwards, going straight down onto her butt clasping her stomach with the one arm

Had it been Karen, she would of likely tried to outright crush the smaller woman in a monstrous body splash, or even tried to knock near all the wind out of her in a amazon-sized spear. Instead, Karen merely watched from the side, eyes almost wide as she blinked in outright confusion at what she just saw.

A hip thrust. As if Amelie were in bed with the girl.

Ignoring her confused partner almost struggle to form the words to express her mix of frustration and rage, Amelie merely continued in her pursuit, hands coming low looking for Izzi's own as the cute kawaii fell to her butt. Again, her monstrous cleavage would be shown fully as the French beauty bent, before her hands latched to her foes wrists.

If Izzi offered no response, Amelie would simply straighten up, trying to pull the kawaii with her. With what little force was needed, she'd try to pull the small woman up onto her right shoulder, butt in the air, Izzi's stomach resting on Amelie's frame!

Izzi was drawn slowly up to her feet in front of the French woman, the succubus's small waist engulfed with Amelie's arms wrapped around them. With a faint eep, the little brat was hoisted up off her feet into the air. Her lycra clad butt sticking up and out in the direction of Amelie's partner in the corner as if to toy with and antagonize the enraged Karen.

"LET ME GO YOU BIG DUMB BLONDE!" Izzi demanded as she started to struggle wildly in her grasp, kicking her legs and waving her arms to try and put Amelie off of what ever she had planned

Amelie couldn't help but laugh, as she held the smaller woman up and over her shoulder like she were a prize. She'd grunt as the body in her grasp of course fought her; slaps neatly connecting to her upper back, kicks making her chest jiggle and bounce as Izzi's legs almost pinged off them.

"D..Dumb? So mean this one..!" She'd roar, even with a smile on her face, as if talking to Karen. Karen, who at this point, was struggling not to cringe at what she was watching. Deciding to opt for weakening the Brat before trying to have some fun with the small girl, she'd instead bring up her other hand to the girls closest hip, as her other arm hugged around her back. With a mighty heave, the busty amazon would suddenly push Izzi straight up into the air, as if holding a baby. Only when Izzi returned, she'd find Amelie to have stepped back, as the Frenchwoman attempted a flap-jack of sorts!

Some of Izzi's stray arms and legs landed home with thumps against Amelie's back and boobs, for a moment she hoped that she might make a little headway... But then she felt Amelie place her hands on her hips to lift up her small weight like she was just pushing a large pillow up into the air.

And then Izzi got her wish as Amelie did let go... Stepping back as she did so that Izzi ended up plummeting straight down into the mat at over 6 feet in height.

"OUUGH!" Izzi coughed out as she was bounced up onto her knees from the impact of her front against the canvas, her arms wrapped tightly around her gut as she slumped down to one side and rolled over closer to where Karen was brooding

A part of Amelie felt bad that she had to resort to such a vicious manoeuvre to make the cute kawaii settle, as her hands came to hips with the woman airborne.

A tiny part, mind. The majority of the French beauty licked her lips, as she stepped closer to her now slightly more docile foe. Leaning in, she'd bring hand out to once more to somewhat firmly grab the downed cuties hair, when, to her annoyance, she was halted in all attempts at having further fun.

Karen tagged herself back in. And not exactly in a kind manner, outright smacking the top half of the beauties extended arm.

"Get the fuck out, freakshow" the blonde would mutter, pulling herself quickly through the second and third ropes, as Amelie looked on in sadness and with a mild wince after that horrid arm slap.

Karen would quickly latch her hands on her foes hair, albeit much more roughly than the more sexual Amelie would have. Without saying a word, save a great grunt, the monstrous blonde would try to heave the woman dead centre of the ring, by her hair no less, in an effort to prevent both the ropes saving her and Karen's own over keen partner making her entrance back into the match.