Jessica Wright vs. Grizzly Yamamoto

The crowd roared as Grizzly somehow managed to lift the woman onto her shoulders and drive her down to the mat with a sudden Samoan Drop, the ring shaking from the impact.

Many in the crowd began chanting for their beloved Bear, wanting her to follow up with another big power move. But Grizzly, frankly, was exhausted. While her body shape was built for power, it was also a lot of extra weight, some of it just fat, and using a lot of energy simply drained her entire air supply, leaving her rolled over on her back, panting heavily, desperate to regain her air.

Still, the move had bought her much needed time, to catch her breath, and recover at least a little from the recent onslaught of moves thrown at her.

Jessica was breathing hard, her breasts rising up and down as she did so. She was fully prepared for Grizzly to come crashing down on her, to follow up her attack with another assault. That was what Jessica would have done, at any rate. She would have kept going and going until there was nothing left. That is probably why she lost to Angel, she thought sardonically. But the old bear seemed more gassed than she was, and the Violent Violet was very much grateful for that fact.

She rolled over, and began trying to get to her feet. It was difficult at first. This match had taken a lot more out of her than she realized, as the brutal Samoan Drop ripped her off of her cloud. The process was long and arduous, but sure enough, Jessica found her feet, facing away from her opponent. Once she was on her feet, it took a solid wobble to find her sea legs again, at which point she turned around.

Jessica crouched into her wrestling stance, and breathed deeply. I am not out of the woods yet, she thought.

It took time, oh lord did it take time, but Grizzly managed to catch her breath, taking in deep gulps, and roll over, pushing herself up, bit by bit, back to her feet. Just a negative side effect of being her size and all.

With Jessica also on her feet, Grizzly grabbed the woman's arm and, with a mighty heave, threw her towards the corner turnbuckle with an Irish Whip, before backing up into the opposite corner.

Pounding her chest, pumping herself and the crowd back up, Grizzly let out another roar, determined to finish this cocky young upstart, charging at her from across the ring, looking to splash her large and powerful body into her!

Jessica thought she was ready. She was in her wrestling stance, after all, and that tended to indicate that she was ready for anything that might befall her in the ring. But Grizzly's brutal counter had taken a lot out of her, and she easily fell prey to the Irish whip that had her bounding across the ring. She managed to turn around before she slammed into the corner, so that provided her some solace.

The problem was, the good feelings she felt were not of the same measure that the pain she was about to receive. Grizzly slammed into her, and Jessica doubled over. No one had mistaken Grizzly for a small woman, least of all Jessica. So when she felt the hit, she felt it completely. Her whole front lit up with pain, and Jessica was gasping for breath.

Ha! Success! Grizzly squashed Jessica in the corner, the big bear, still sore, still tired, might just have been able to turn this around and, after another splash, felt she just might be able to put Jessica away!

With that in mind, she backed up again, clapping her hands, the crowd catching on, slowly, but surely, clapping along in unison. With the crowd behind her, Grizzly pointed at Jessica, bellowing loudly:

"Alright! Time to finish you off, bitch!"

With that, she charged, with as must speed as she could muster, aiming to once again crash, full force, into Jessica, and squash her again with a big splash!

Jessica was hurting. No one with eyes could deny that. Having a woman like Grizzly slam into you would hurt anyone at any point, but at this point in the match all the smaller blows were culminating and dragging her down. She spied Grizzly retreating once more and intuited what was coming next.

The Violent Violet tried to buck herself up, so to speak. The next move she had planned would take concentration and impeccable timing. At the critical moment, Jessica's strong leg jutted upwards. Fuck this clapping. Fuck this woman. Fuck this whole damn thing. The Violent Violet tried to catch Grizzly Yamamoto with a big boot to the chest, lest she get splashed once more.

This was gonna be it, this was gonna be the big splash that put this uppity bitch down for the count. It had damn well better too. Much as Grizzly hated to admit it, the once feared woman simply didn't have the stamina for long matches, and was reaching her limit.

But as it turned out, Jessica had more life in her, and just before the wild bear could splash into her, the woman's boot came out of nowhere, sinking itself into Grizzly's chest and knocking the wind out of the 40-plus year old woman, causing her to crash onto the mat, feeling like she had been hit in the chest with a sledgehammer, as, red faced, she gasped, a sharp pain in her chest and black spots in her vision as she tried to breath!

Jessica was breathing hard. The match was exciting, and she was well and truly tired. But she was thrilled to have put this woman down with a massive boot right to the chest. Her leg was still surging from the mild shock that came about whenever she knocked the crap out of someone with her leg. Jessica stopped for a second to try and catch her breath before she plunged into the depths once more.

She advanced on her opponent, and grabbed her hair. The Violent Violet then attempted to pull Grizzly's head between her legs, and wrap her arms under her. Everyone knew what was coming next- she was setting up for her finisher, the Queenmaker!

Grizzly, struggling just to breath, wheezing loudly, was nothing more than dead weight as Jessica pulled her up and got her in position.

Her fans booed, screaming for The Bear to get up, fight back, and take Jessica down, but for the moment, the long haired brunette couldn't do much more than breathe and offer a token resistance, the crowd waiting to see if Jessica could lift the bear!

Jessica lifted with all her might. There were still wells of power untapped, and Jessica had to rely on all of them. Slowly, but surely, Jessica lifted Grizzly from the ground and threw her right back down. She was on her knees now, but this time, she did not take even a second to go into action once more.

Jessica rolled Grizzly over and lay across her.

ONE! The ref girl counted.