Asami Asagiri vs Merith.

The ref slid in her hand thumping the mat once.
"One!" she called.
Asami nodded as her hand cupped over Merith's mound while trying to keep a good amount of weight on the Amazon.

"O...hh.." Merith moaned softly as the Ninja gently held her crotch. Merith's head would turn to one side as she stirred a little but still didn't raise a shoulder from the mat. One of the Amazon's arms came up and Merith found her hand underneath the flap of Asami's outfit, on her soft, smooth butt. Merith rubbed it weakly as she tried to find the strength to push at it to move Asami off of her though her shoulders were still down...

Asami heard Merith's moan and blinked.
*Well it's good to know someone else who can get a little hot with all this touching goi-hello!* she was thinking when Merith's hand rubbed her rear. A little taken aback Asami was unprepared as Merith pushed her away, breaking the pin.
Silently cursing herself for not tending to business first, the ninja got to her feet. If Merith goes to regain her own footing, Asami will run at the ropes, coming back at Merith with a crossbody splash, the ninja's body coming in at about chest high for Merith.

Merith was surprised when the push worked enough to break the pin attempt. The Amazon returned to the task at hand, shaking the feeling of Asami's wonderful body... for now. The freckled warrior started to get to a knee and then rise to her feet and she noticed Asami wanted to keep up the pressure. Merith braced as Asami leapt at her and she managed to catch Asami in mid-air. The competitive giantess grinned as her arms gripped Asami tighter, one hand on the Ninja's butt again after catching her. "You heave a great butt..." Merith complimented with a grin before she hoisted Asami up and onto her shoulder like a sack of potatoes. If Asami couldn't escape, Merith would charge forward and leap, slamming the NInja girl to the mat with a running powerslam...

*Not good. Once again...I really should stick with competing against girls my size.* Asami thought as Merith caught her.
"Well thanks. Is it good enough to make you put me down?" she said as Merith started to shift the ninja onto her shoulder.
Then Merith started to run and with a leap brought Asami crashing to the mat. Giving a loud yell, Asami arched her back after hitting the canvas.

Merith stayed on her knees and watched Asami's body arch up. That was exactly what she wanted to see and Merith grinned, pleased. Just curious about how much the slam took out of the Ninja girl, Merith crawled across her opponent, letting her large breasts mush down onto Asami's to guide her back down to her back as she rested her heavy, massive frame down on her. Merith's large arm reached down and hooked up one of the Ninja's legs, the arm flexing as it prepared to hold it secure and keep it trapped, showing off Asami's ass to the fans. Merith arched her back, sticking her own butt out as she poshly covered her wounded foe.

The ref quickly moved into position and raised her arm for the count...

"One!"

The Amazon knew the fiesty, cute NInja would likely have more fight in her, but she was curious how close to a three-count she could get. And if she got lucky, maybe Asami would be finished already...

As the ref's hand slapped down a second time, Asami managed to turn her body enough to get her right shoulder off the canvas.
She was still winded from Merith's and momentum was behind the Amazon, but Asami kept herself in match, for at least the time being.

The ref shook her head at Merith and gestured with two fingers, "Two count!"
Merith nodded and started to rise back up. If Asami stayed on her back, Merith would try to run and bounce herself off the ropes and then jump up into the air, bringing her large, solid, heavy leg down across the perfect breasts of the Ninja adversary...

Asami felt Merith's weight ease off her body and kept lying on the mat, grateful for the respite.
However, Merith came back, her leg drop hitting almost like a padded baseball bat across Asami's breasts. The ninja gave a yell and would roll onto her side, cradling her wounded orbs.
"Ahh...my tits..." she gasped.
*Good god, I've taken breast hits before, but I think she tried to drop me down a cup size!* she thought as she blocked out the pain.

Merith would be the one to keep up the pressure this time and she reached to grab Asami by her shorter hair and violently yank her off the mat all the way to her feet. From here, if she wasn't countered, Merith would irish whip Asami back-first into the turnbuckles as hard as she could...