Izzi vs. ???

Amelie was starting to get all over Izzi, she let out a long restless groan as the blond took ahold of her hair and started pulling her up, her hand weakly pressing against the front of Amelie's shin as she moved into a sitting position. Under normal circumstances the little brat might have been happy to get a bit of reprieve from the sensual woman, but when the tag came and she was forced out, matters got a whole lot worse.

"Ahhh!" Izzi yelped out as Karen roughly grabbed onto her blond locks. Even though she was doing the same thing as Amelie before her, the act was a whole lot more aggressive and a sharp twang of pain really tugged atthe roots of her hair.

Clenching her teeth she was yanked up so hard that her feet were lifted clean off the mat, losing her footing andslumping back down onto her knees in the middle of the ring.. Startingto pant quite erratically

For what pleasure Izzi could find in being handled so forcefully by the lustful figure of Amelie's, she'd find absolutely none as the equally curvy but far less kind Karen forced her way back into the match. Throwing her something akin to a bag of flour, Karen wouldn't stop there of course, immediately pursuing and following her foe into the centre of the ring, eyes briefly falling onto her palm somewhat curiously to see if she had ripped some of the Brat's hair out with the throw.

Opting to step behind her foe as she slumped to her knees, Karen didn't even consider giving the woman space to breath. Bending, she'd wrap her arms tight underneath the girls arms, hooking immensely tightly around Izzi's chest. From there, with a heave of strength, Karen would dead lift the woman into the air, allowing her feet to dangle against the blonde's own thighs as she held her in a tight reverse waist lock.

"Where's your little fucking friends at now? Huh?!"

Her face still as red as ever from pure anger, Karen would of course not let her foe respond, before simply falling back, elevating the woman as she did so; attempting to slam all sense out of Izzi with a deadlift german suplex!

As soon as Karen got izzi into the center of the ring, she stormed around behind the little brat and snatched her arms firmly around the kawaii's waist.

"Hnn!" Izzi grunted out as she was hoisted up so hard that her feet left the mat from a dead lift. Izzi didnt really have all that much time to prepare herself before the American arched backed and brought the brat crashing down at such a high angle that izzi took the dangerous looking German Suplex almost on the top of her head!

The crowd let out a sympathetic "OOOOOOOOH!" As izzi was folded completely over by the move, her legs flopping over her head and springing back up before she was flipped over completely onto her front. A deep guttural grunt only able to emanate from izzi's lips as her body straightened out. She collapsed both hands tightly around the back of her head as she lay on the mat

Karen as ever, couldn't maintain her dark grin as the move connected, even better than she could of ever hoped. She'd purposefully hoisted Izzi up high in her reverse-hug of sorts, so that when she did begin to tumble back with her, Izzi's shoulders and head would be brought directly downwards.

Rolling away from the kawaii and quickly pulling herself to a knee, she'd take a moment to admire her handiwork, again laughing to herself. Standing, she'd step towards Izzi with no sense of urgency, reaching down to grab a handful of her hair, and somewhat dead lift her partially onto her knees as she leaned down.

"I'd ask if you're done...But I think you've got alot more in the tank...My little friend..."

Izzi appeared to be lifeless as Karen rolled her over onto her back... Even as her blonde hair was grasped and she was tugged up slowly into the sitting position, her arms remained limp for a good few seconds so that she was being dead weight lifted by the hair. Finally with the sharp stinging pain at the roots of her hair, Izzi grimaced and blindly reached her hands up to try and grasp onto something so that she might release the strain on her hair.

"hnf!" Izzi huffed out, one arm reaching blindly upwards and trying to shove the palm of her hand into Karen's face as the bigger woman taunted and muscled her about the ring

Dragging Izzi upwards like a sorry bag of potatoes, Karen couldn't help but let loose a snigger. Even if somehow, through either a skillful retort by her foe or perhaps the interference of the Brat's, Karen knew she had the match in the bag. Even the maniac to her side could surely take over now, although it was apparent that Karen wouldn't be tagging the woman in by choice any time soon.

Her foes small thin fingers pushing on Karen's chin, the blonde resisted the urge to latch her teeth onto a loose finger; knowing full well that a chance to relish in the Brat's further pain would gain her nothing but a DQ. Instead, she'd opt for something of a humiliating effect, choosing to go for a move she herself had rarely utilised, even with her figure. Pulling her foe's hair down towards her chest, Karen would simply glare with a dark smile as both arms came to wrap around the Brat's head, almost hugging her skull into her chest.

But rather than simply stop there with her breast smother, Karen would begin to rise, still essentially pressing her foe's face against her, in an attempt to bring the two standing, or rather with the height difference between the two, somewhat bring Izzi onto the edges of her tip toes!

Karen hoisted Izzi the rest of the way up to her feet, the roots of her hair really stinging from the relentless hair pulling. She was barely able to stand, trying to find her footing as Karen dragged her head visciously forwards to take a deep nose diver straight into her large bust. With a huff of effort, Izzi's small arms snapped around Karen's waist just as the bigger woman's arms snapped shut around the back of Izzi's head, keeping her face right in against her cleavage.

Izzi spluttered out a pant, a little saliva getting onto the inner side of Karen's boob as she straightened herself up to her full 5"11 height forcing Izzi to go onto tip toes just like she wanted with her short 4"11 height. The little brat tried to shake her head fiercely but Karen was holding her in real tight against her breasts, all she could do was slip her arms up around the back of Karen's shoulder blades and hang on for dear life as her opponent smothered the heck out of her

Karen couldn't help but let loose a dark tut, almost wishing she was slightly taller, so that Izzi would truly hang off her feet in the middle of Karen's chest for all to see. She certainly didn't need to wish she was bustier; the amazons chest nearly completely swallowing up the poor Brat's skull. Despite her 'assets,' Karen had never purposefully applied the move before, although was quite enjoying rag-dolling someone she deemed worthy of such punishment so heavily.

"Come on you little bitch..." She'd mutter, fully unsure of whether the girl could actually hear her given she had Karen's massive breasts mostly covering her ears. "Where's that fire from last time?" She'd mock, despite her move having such a strong effect as to actually warrant a thin line of drool forming in the middle of her chest from poor little Izzi.

Izzi opened her mouth to try and gasp in but just got a whole mouthful of Karen's hot slightly moist flesh for her troubles. Cringing, the kawaii girl murmured indignantly around her mouthful as the bigger woman mocked her and the position she was in.. Not to mention the crowd were loving this humilating position as she could hear drowned out cheering and wolf whistles... She'd show her!

Grasping onto Karen's shoulder tightly so that she had a little leverage, Izzi haphazardly swung one of her legs out backwards and then rammed forwards with a gruff sounding grunt of effort. The little brat aimmed to slot her knee home right up between Karen's thighs and against her crotch for a low blow

Karen would of been livid with herself if the woman in her chest dared to actually pass out from her torture. She was already writing paragraphs in her head of torture she would inflict on the girl, applying every move out of her arsenal to try and make the poor Brat leave the match with a permanent walking issue. Still, she couldn't deny the satisfaction of crushing the poor girl in her breasts, as her face retained it's huge dark smile.

A sudden shift in her foes movement however would finally force a release, as a knee straight to Karen's crotch connected without issue, making the blonde woman of course not only release, but fall straight to one knee, the other leg beginning to motion a drop as well. Her hands shot to the hit spot as she released a delayed scream, eyes wide as she pierced the ears of both Izzi and Amelie. To make her humiliation worse, the referee was completely blind to the illegal manoeuvre, as Karen's huge figure was blocking her line of sight!