Sally Gershwin vs. Hathiya - A Wild Rodeo!

Hathiya didn't respond, but the trunk lightly lowered itself to the floor. Her trembling slowed down, and she remained with Sally's ass still in her face. However, there was definitely a bit of a shift, as she seemed to slowly ease up. Her fidgeting and such slowly stopped, and her trunk slowly curled up.

Despite the pressure and Sally's attempts, she would notice that Hathiya's fingers slowly rolled into a fist.

"Don't ya dare be thinkin' bout moving ya here!" Sally called out as she lifted her just partially to readjust and drop her weight back down on Hathiya's face. It was clear that all this fidgeting and weight was slowly starting to make the heifer have a far harder time keeping the Elephant down below her, and soon even her hold on the one leg had to be let go, "Damn it!"

In fact, Sally was actually far too preoccupied trying to keep her opponent down than to see the fist being made....

And with the leg let go, Hathiya suddenly shot up into a sitting position, sending Sally from her face and tumbling right into her lap (upside down), as she wrapped her arms around the heifer, and with a dramatic sweep of a leg, spun herself around such one bent knee was touching the floor while the other helped her in a sitting position.

Just as quickly as it had happened, Hathiya brought down Sally in for a piledriver into the broken ring floor!

Cirkot who had been praying the whole time, stared at the sudden comeback, and then gently fell backwards like a plank of wood.

Sally couldn't hold and eventually the worst came to bare as Hathiya escaped her grasp. What would happen with this was that she would fall into the elephant woman's lap, upside down and slightly disoriented as she tried to reorient herself back up to where she could, but her opponent acted quickly with this new position and was soon about to receive payback from her earlier submission move.

"Gryyaahh!" Sally cried out as the top of her head slammed down into the broken mat, stunning her as pain traveled through her entire body. A move like that could easily put one out of commission, though the wranglin' heifer was made of sterner stuff.

Hathiya was sure Sally could take that hit at least, but was counting on it being just enough to stun the Heifer.

For no sooner as she had piledrivered the minotaur that she flattened herself on top of Sally, pressing her crotch over her face, causing some whistles and big cheers, then fully pressed the rest of herself down on top of her, using her massive frame to her advantage, to pin down Sally's arms with her legs, and using her arms to hold down Sally's legs, while also propping herself up on her elbows to not flatten Sally, but also putting just enough pressure on her to knock the air out of her.

Sally could barely move, feeling the air out of her be slowly flattened out as she tried to escape but was utterly failing. If she couldn't move, she'd be stuck here, and worst of all, run out air underneath the crotch of this larger woman. She was utterly pinned, and if this was a regular match, would have likely lost by now. However, she still had strength, the will to continue on so to speak as she tried to lift the legs up desperately. She still had it, she still had the air to win this, to escape and turn the tables, Sally just had to continue and keep trying.

"Not.... giving up...yet...

Hathiya just shook her head a bit and said, "Okay."

She kept her position, planning to smother Sally this way to victory.

Cirkot had peeked over the guard rails, and breathed a sigh of relief that Eros won't kill him for letting Hathiyas image get blasted by Sally.

Sally was pushing it to the limit, breathing hard as she tried to lift Hathiya and was partially doing it too. The heaviest lift that she had ever done back in the gym paled to the utter weight that she was dealing with now. Sure she could lift up a car, but this was like a full semi. Hathiya would soon notice this, but what progress was made slowly began to stop, going absolutely nowhere and instead holding, as if stuck in the middle of a bench press.

The heifer's eyes were glossed over, sweating profusely as she got air, but she couldn't move anything. She was stuck, holding the elephant just barely off her in a freakish amount of strength, but it was essentially futile. There was no more progress and if anything, it appeared more like she had passed out, but she was still holding what she could up.

Hathiya didn't let up from her position, but she did wonder if she was done and out for the count.

The referee quickly came up to check on the Heifer, poking her from under Hathiyas huge frame to check if she was still even conscious as the crowd was speculating and in tense waiting for an answer.