Fright Fight - GASTER Vs. Aisha Love: Pumpkin Head Match

Was already on her feet but was a bit wobbly from the recent power bomb and was far caught off guard by the chop right to her chest, stinging so terribly as she clutched it, taking a few steps back in recoiled pain, her breast was going to have a nice welt in the morning.

"You asked got this," she says, sending a strike right back at the reapress in the same place. She wanted get a in a battle like this, Aisha would surely return the favor.

Smirking as her chop found it's mark, Clara's face underneath changed to one of panic as Aisha saw the chop as a challenge to return the favor!

A second later, that's exactly what the witch would do, launching her straightened hand into the Shadow Lord's modest chest!

"AAAAH!", she cried out in pain, stepping away from Aisha as her hands rushed to her hurt breasts, taking a second to recover from the attack on her chest...

...but, once that second passed, GASTER looked at Aisha with a ferocious fire. She wanted a chopping contest? She'll give her one.

"Take THAT...", she screamed, unleashing another powerful chop at her foe's ample chest: "...you dastardly WITCH!", she would remark as she attempted to unleash a second chop a moment after the previous one!

"Gaahh!!" she cried out as she was struck by the return blow. She clutched her chest, now becoming rather red. It wasn't the only thing red as she was getting rather angry. She wasn't expecting such a quick retaliation from Gaster, biting her lip as she held back a bit of a squeal of pain.

Without thinking she tried to chop back ight in the same space as before, turning ever so to try and inflict as much pain as she could, "You're... resistant to my spells... no matter. A hex upon you shall do," she says as she strikes.

Seeing her foe's skin turn slightly redder at her chops brought an invisible (due to her mask) smile on GASTER's face. However, Aisha wasn't happy about the predicament either, and more importantly for the deathly Shadow Lord, the witch wasn't going down.

Pulling her hand back even further, and even turning to the side to maximize the impact, Aisha delivered one, large, powerful chop to the masked girl's pale chest!

"GAAAH!", she let out. Though the skin on her chest was invisible, it was obvious that perhaps the spot where Aisha chopped the deathly Shadow Lord was redder than GASTER's targer.

GASTER originally prepared her hand to try and retaliate once more...however, due to the hard chop, she would drop onto her knees, both hands at her hurting chest:

"Ghk...d-damnit...", she cursed under her coughing breath, disappointed with herself for losing the chopping contest to her opponent...

The witch Aisha, clutching her sore chest, watched as Gaster fell to her knees in pain, rather before she was able to smack her again. This worked to her advantage so as soon as she was ready, sent a vicious kick right to the side of Gaster's head, aiming to topple the reaper down to the mat without a hitch.

From there, she would simply drop her behind right on Gaster, trying from there to straddle her opponent, "Whoops, sorry," she'd taunt her.

The hard chop from her bewitching foe made her drop to a knee, and force her to take a necessary second of a break as she tried to regain her breath...

...sadly, that second would be all that Aisha would need, as she would launch a kick right into the Deathly Shadow Lord's head!

She didn't even let out a cry as she looked at the lights above the arena, the world almost silent to her as all she was hearing was the ringing in her ears from the hard kick. She could only reply with a moan of pain at Aisha's taunt, as her foe would climb on top of her, and straddle her stomach for unknown, but definitely nefarious for the masked Lord, means...

The witch would hold her hand up, waving to the audience as she sat on top of the reapress, blowing a kiss in a taunting manner to the crowd. She wasn't planning anything there for her just to rub it in and show off for the fans. She'd get off her after a time, standing up and picking up Gaster, placing her to rest on a nearby turnbuckle. She then walked slowly to the other side, hips swaying from side to side, showing a bit more off to the many in attendance for the event.

She walked over to the other side, prepping herself as she ran forward, attempting to use Gaster like a ladder for a Pele kick.

GASTER groaned in pain as Aisha straddled her body, seductively sending kisses into the crowd.

"Uggghhh...u-uummmmm...", she quietly let out, realizing what the bigger woman was doing on top of her, causing her cheeks to turn a bright shade of red underneath her mask!

A second later, however, Aisha would get off, the witch simply taunting the Deathly Shadow Lord resting the still somewhat daze girl next to a corner (near the pumpkin necessary for the win), while walking back to the other part of the ring...slowly, while swaying her hips back and forth...

Right as GASTER blinked and shook her head to get distracting thoughts about the woman's figure out of her head, she suddenly saw her bewitching opponent rushing straight for her!

And right as GASTER braced herself for impact, covering her face with her arms...nothing came up!

"H-huh?....AAAH!"

The run up would prove to be a distraction on Aisha's part, as she would stop less than a meter before GASTER, quickly spin around and jump at the deathly Shadow Lord, nailing her with a hard Pele Kick to her head!

As a result of another hard shot to her head, GASTER would slump down to a seat at the turnbuckle, quite literally seeing stars as the kick sent her head and senses into a spin!

This was it, this was exactly how she wanted to get her at, slump at the turnbuckle, seated down and disoriented. Remembering herself just how this was to be won, she stood over her downed enemy, trying to grab at the pumpkin that was there, positioned accordingly. Of course this came with a far new problem, trying to get the pumpkin that was so needed to win this match.

"O come on, what can it be stuck on," she said to herself, rather annoyed that it just wouldn't come off.

Groaning in pain after the hard shot of her head, GASTER would slowly regain her senses while her opponent was taking a while to get the Pumpkin Head necessary for the win!

Seeing her opportunity to attack, GASTER would slip between the witch's legs, swiftly getting to her feet as she would try to secure a waistlock from her foe's behind!

If successful, she would attempt to heave the woman up into the air, to throw her behind her with a German Suplex!