Bunnygirls Clash! [Bunny Bomber v Ariadne]

Oh, wow. It was working? Nobody was more surprised, if that was the right word considering her current mental state, than Ariadne herself. The crowd was cheering, though, that much was getting through to her. That's right, they were cheering her because she was going to win. Bunny's body was nothing compared to her own, she was obviously helpless, and each little slam would just crush her further... and further...

As long as the power in her arms held out, of course. They had it far better than her larger and thicker legs, which still weren't able to do much, but even so, lifting her own considerable mass up only to do it all over again moments later was tiring at the best of times. Now, she felt her arms buckle and shake. Maybe she wasn't a very nice person, either, but those almost cute noises Bunny made each time she landed on her living pillow were all incredibly satisfying to hear. If she were feeling better, then the taunts about keeping her as a personal bit of training equipment would have started. She could have just kept this up and sent a message and all that stuff the promoter had said about her big debut...

This match had given her a few hard knocks, though, and she was realizing that her own strength wouldn't hold out forever after the beating she'd taken. Maybe she should just stay down atop Bunny, and lean down to finally pin her shoulders to the mat while she had the advantage. Her weight and remaining strength were going to be tough to overcome, but really this 'pin' was more of collapsing against her in the right way and hoping Bunny was just too blown to resist.

Bunny couldn't believe it. Ariadne just kept going. Again and again her larger, heavier body slammed into Bunny's own, and every time it hurt worse then before. Bunny didn't know what to do. She was trapped, and she honestly was at a loss as to how she was going to escape from this tricky position.

That's why, when Ariadne finally just gave up and dropped completely onto Bunny, the former model was actually thankful. At least now, she didn't have to worry about those repeated, short-ranged splashes. At least now, she might have a moment to figure out just what to do. It was distracting though, the weight of the larger bunny pushing down on her, the heat from her body mingling with her own, the feel of her own big, soft breasts pushing up into Ariadne's own massive pair. The sight of the two women lying against each other like that was enough to drive the crowd even wilder, people on their feet as their cheered for the two curvy, sexy fighters.

Then, as the referee ran over and lifted up her hand, Bunny realized just how much trouble she was really in. Down came the referee's hand, calling out the first of her three counts for the pin. "One...!"

There was no doubt that if Ariadne had more of her wits about her, her face would be red and she would probably be trying to do something less overtly sensual than her 'attacks' and 'pin'. As it was, she just noticed in passing that their chests pushing up against each other wasn't unpleasant or painful really. Well, it hurt a bit, but it was also nice. She'd told the management that she was willing to explore that side of AFW too, and after this kind of fight, something softer might be nice. If really, really embarrassing. That was all a secondary concern, though. Even if every breath she took felt like she was trying to flatten the girl under her with her pin.

"Just... demeurer par terre." Her voice wasn't commanding or mocking or teasing, but betrayed her own desperation to have this over. She'd shown what she could do and all that stuff, but it hadn't been the most fun she'd ever had. Every moment, good or bad, of the match had also been caught by this huge crowd and cameras that would show even more people... That was weird to think about. At least she hadn't started worrying about that in the middle of the match. Assuming this was the end.

"Two!" The referee smacked the ring again, and the crowd chanted right along. Ariadne involuntarily sucked in another breath, expanding just a bit and taking precious space away from her opponent, but otherwise lying still and waiting.

Bunny was close to freaking out. Ariadne seemed to have her completely trapped beneath her larger body. She hated this. The referee was just moments away from finishing her count, and Bunny was stuck. She had to break the pin. She just had to get free. There was no way in hell she was going to let the bigger bunnygirl beat her like this!

Bunny sucked in a deep breath herself, trying to gather her energy. Then, just as the referee's hand came dropping towards the mat, she bucked her body up hard, using as much strength as she could possibly muster to get her shoulder up, trying to break Ariadne's pin before it was too late!

The referee's hand stopped most of the way down to the mat. "Two!" She repeated, standing up, and the crowd went wild again. For a debut match, this was an exciting show for them, and the cheers were rather loud now. Ariadne felt herself lift just a bit when it happened, all her honed and powerful female muscle and effort rendered useless for just a second, before both women returned to the mat. She shifted away from the pin attempt with a groan, although she was still sprawled more or less over Bunny. She had really thought that would be it, that she could claim her victory and then get out of here...

But it wasn't going to be that easy.

On the other hand, even if she was exhausted and in some serious pain, she was also going to be pretty tough to dislodge from her position lying on top. She knew that was still her best chance to not let things get turned around again, with this cunning heel crushed beneath her. With her lack of experience, though, she honestly couldn't think of what to do next. At least it didn't take much effort for her to try and slip her arms around Bunny's waist, although Ariadne didn't have the strength for the kind of punishing bearhug that would break a lesser girl in half anymore. Probably. It was more of just a hold.

Bunny groaned beneath of Ariadne. She couldn't move the larger woman. She was just too big and Bunny was in too awkward a position for that. She hoped that Ariadne would get up off of her by herself, and soon. Then maybe Bunny could try once more to mount some kind of an offense against the blonde.

This time though, it didn't seem as if Bunny's prayers would be answered, as Ariadne finally adjusted her position atop of Bunny, slipping her arms around the former model, hugging her closer against her body. This was not good. Bunny didn't have the physical strength to escape this, or to push Ariadne away. She grit her teeth, growling in frustration as her mind raced to think of a way out of the position.

While she thought, she hissed up at Ariadne, her voice sounding more then a little pissed off. "Going to keep me here all night, bitch...?" she whispered, squirming in the arms of the larger woman, her body rubbing against that of the larger bunnygirl.. "Because, you know, last person that had me on my back like this at least had the decency to take me out to dinner first..."

Maybe it was the satisfaction of having to exert so little effort to stay firmly atop Bunny, and even softly squishing her in this position, or maybe Bunny's comment was actually funny to her, but Ariadne couldn't help a laugh. This caused her to shake atop the smaller woman and painfully drive their chests together. All this bodily contact was certainly at odds with the heel's harsh words to her, it felt kind of nice. Especially since she wasn't the one having to deal with all this weight. "Well I definitely like you better like this than on your feet. Hm..."

Using what remained of her power, she let out a grunt and began to roll herself and her trapped opponent, specifically rolling both of their bodies more or less towards the center of the ring. "Here's where I'd offer to let you go out of a sense of fair play or something, right? Well I would if you weren't such a horrible person. As it is..." She started trying to slip her legs over Bunny's, now above her and still securely in the French woman's hug, for a sort of reversed grapevine to stretch her out. Shifting her arms up higher to trap Bunny's own arms above her head, she intended to more or less display her opponent's back for the audience to see as she was stretched.

"You'll only be free of me once you submit."

Even with how tired she was, she was confident she could hold any amount of struggling and force her to give up, but at this point it was really anybody's guess. Her own legs were still tingly and numb, if now responsive...

Bunny couldn't remember the last time she had felt this desperate. She hated it so much. All she wanted was for Ariadne to get the hell off of her so she could at least try to fight back. It wasn't meant to be though, as Ariadne simply pushed down on her, driving their chests further together. That was an even worse feeling, having the giant bunny's bigger breasts rubbing and pushing against her own, as if she was trying to grind them into dust. It hurt, it hurt like crazy, and it only made Bunny's suffering worse for her.

Then, Ariadne began to roll, flipping them over so that Bunny lied atop of her. It caught the model off of her guard...just what was Ariadne up to, anyway? But then she felt the larger woman's legs beginning to grapevine with her own, spreading her fishnet clad lower limbs outwards. The audience started to whoop and catcall the two, loving the sight of the two bunnygirls lying there with their legs spread open. Bunch of perverts, Bunny thought to herself, straining to try and keep her legs from being spread too far out.

"I...I'll n-never submit!" Bunny growled harshly at the woman, even as her wrists were grabbed, clutched tightly by Ariadne's hands. She was stuck, and hurting, but she wasn't powerless. She could still turn this around. If anything, Ariadne had only opened the door for an escape attempt.

"Y...you bitch..." She growled down at Ariadne, tilting her head upwards. She stared down at the blonde for a moment, then suddenly, with a loud, shrill cry of defiance, she swung her head downwards, trying to ram her forehead directly into the center of Ariadne's face, trying to smash her dead on with a sudden headbutt!

"You aren't the first girl who told me she'd neeever give up, you kno-" Her tormentor knew exactly what was coming as soon as she reared up and screamed defiance, and had exactly nothing she could do about it, accepting the meeting of the skulls with a flinch as it happened. The crowd, with one voice, let out a soft 'ooh' as the front row of the audience swore they could audibly hear the hit.

While Bunny was doubtless accustomed to such double-edged moves, and to being hit right in the head in general, Ariadne's vision went white with pain again and she released Bunny with a single twitch. She wasn't actually knocked out despite appearances, but rather dazed, eyes dilating as she stared up at the tall steel girders on the ceiling. She felt like her head had just rattled around, and her brain especially had just crashed around her skull. Not likely but that one was really bad and she'd need a bit before she'd even have her wits about her.

Just like before, when she thought she'd had things in the bag and was reveling in her physical superiority, or overconfidence, things just turned around so damned fast thanks to Bunny. When the pain died down just a bit and left some room in her brain for anything else, Ariadne reflected that was the part that made her the most frustrated, even above her rude conduct. She always had something, a plan, a little thing to pull out, whether it was ethical or legal or not. She fought like Hell.

Bunny hated having to resort to the headbutt. She was hard-headed, but that didn't mean that it didn't hurt her just as much as it did Ariadne. The difference was, she was ready for it, and expected the sudden rush of pain. Ariadne, on the other hand? She didn't have a chance to respond to it, couldn't do a single thing but let Bunny go as she went into her daze.

Bunny was ready, when Ariadne let her go, as well. The moment she felt the bigger woman releasing her grip on her wrists, releasing her legs from the grapevine. She was still hurting, of course. Even without the headbutt she still had to deal from the pain of the stretching hold and the lingering remnants of Ariadne's body smashing over and over into her own. She still needed a chance to rest, and to recover her stamina, but at the same time she wouldn't, she couldn't give Ariadne the chance to do the same. There was only one option at the moment, as far as Bunny was concerned.

She slid herself to a higher position on Ariadne's body, her arms moving out to grab the blonde by her wrists, clutching them tightly to pin the bigger woman down to the mat. At the same time, the pink-haired bunny lifted up her generous, large bust. She glanced down at Ariadne's face, giving her a hate-filled, angry sneer.

"Hope you're ready for a little nap, bitch..." she muttered down at Ariadne, before going to lower her chest onto the woman's face. She was going for a full breast smother on the larger woman. A dirty, kinky attack, a simple one too, but one that she hoped would sap out at least some of Ariadne's strength while Bunny tried to take the opportunity to rest and get back her own energy.