Heather Sunderland vs Marlee Jackson

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Heather locked her legs around Marlee's arms to capture her shoulders as firmly as she could, a deep breath coming in and out of her mouth, feeling her yells and muffled struggles beneath her. The sensation of her pushing up against her butt was sending shivers through her for sure, making her wiggle left and right atop her face, clenching her fists tightly.

"J-just stay down now, keep under me. Y-your face is nice and comfortable" She let out, talking a little bit of trash to her as she bounced atop her face a couple times, trying to make sure to wedge her features as fully between her cheeks as she could.

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Marlee let out another muffled cry of dismay as Heather's legs snapped tight around her shoulders, severely limiting the mobility of the heavyweight wrestler's arms. She squirmed in desperation, her arms jerking feebly in their trapped position as she completely lost all leverage to remove her diminutive opponent from her face. Her hips bucked as she continued to struggle but the breath was slowly being smothered away from her as her face remained pressed deep against Heather's backside.

"Ngnhhg... No-UNFFFGH! UNNHHH!" Fresh cries were forced from Marlee's lips as Heather began bouncing her pert ass on the Kiwi wrestler's face, both compounding the embarrassing position Marlee found herself in, and bashing her head into the canvas, leaving her dazed and mewling weakly for breath beneath Heather's onslaught. The New Zealander's struggles grew increasingly feeble as she remained stuck helplessly beneath Heather as the other wrestler used her face as a glorified throne!

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Heaather shook her head a little as she felt her desperately struggling like that, Heather bumping and slamming that head down and back against the mat over and over. She was smooshing as much of the fight of her as she could with her butt, snickering just a little as she cried and whined out beneath her. She felt her fading...this was her chance for sure. She kept it on for just a little while longer before she finally suddenly picked herself up off from the facesitting position.

Heather rushed immediately to the corner, trying to get her timing right as the girl was suffering from that smothering position, gripping the top rope. She was..risking quite a bit going for this at this earlier point..but she figured maybe this was her chance! She gripped the top rope, leaping up onto the middle rope--then off t hat and to the top--before she propelled herself off with a corkscrew moonsault, aiming to land down hard on her with her finisher, the SunderSault 2.0!

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By the time Heather finally removed her backside from Marlee's face the exhausted New Zealander was almost knocked clean out and she sagged limp against the canvas. Her mouth opened as she gasped for air, her eyelids fluttering weakly and her buxom chest heaving up and down. The heavyweight wrestler had been put in dire straights by her smaller foe, and the crowd was loving every second of it!

And it looked like Heather was ready to put the lights out on Marlee's chances in this match as the nimble, lighter wrestler took to the turnbuckle, looking down on her. Marlee wasn't even aware of Heather's intentions until her opponent corkscrewed off the top rope and came crashing down on the helpless Kiwi.

"AGUUUUUUHHHH!" Marlee cried as what little breath she had was smashed out of her body. Her arms and legs rose briefly under the impact before she slumped in a limp, moaning heap on the canvas, utterly beaten by Heather's display...

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Heather took a coupl deep breaths in and out after getting up onto her knees, shaking her head slightly to just..regain herself from her own impact. She pushed a smirk on her face, knowing full well her opponent took it quite harder than she did. She looked over her just slightly before finally moving over her, sliding up her body a little.

"Nh..haah..How's that for you? Now--just--let it happen" She grinned, pushing herself up over her as she did, moving to press her chest upwards. She aimed to plant her breasts right into Marlee's face, pushing at her arms and shoulder to get her in a pinning position, wanting to finish her off in quite the firm, commanding way!

The referee slid in as she climbed over her with the smother pin, quickly beginning the count! "ONE!"

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Totally wiped out by Heather's high flying attack, Marlee offered no resistance as the gothy wrestler draped herself across the helpless Kiwi. Marlee let out a faint moan of protest at Heather's words, her cheeks flushing red with embarrassment as her foe slid up her body, raising up before thrusting her breasts down into Marlee's face!

"Mpph!" she squeaked, her body tensing for a moment, but she was still reeling from Heather's earlier attack and couldn't stop the inevitable. She was pinned down, breasts on her face and her arms and shoulders pressed flat to the canvas, on the wrong side of a dominating pinfall...

"ONE!"

"TWO!"

"THREE!"

"Mmmmnnhhh..." Marlee whined feebly into the smothering heat of Heather's breasts, going limp as she was forced to accept a humiliating defeat at the hands of the smaller wrestler!

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Finally, that third hit slammed into the mat--Heather was claimed as the victor in another Heavyweight challenge match! She let out a long breath, picking herself up onto her butt slightly before just sitting back a little. She took a couple deep breaths in and out before snickering a bit, her arm raised by the ref girl in her seated position.

She smiled wide, sticking her tongue out just a bit at Marlee before crawling back over to her. She pat her cheek a couple times, just grinning over her face and tilting her head a little.

"Guess all those things you were saying seem pretty silly now, huh?" She teased, her grin just beaming fully on her expression, loving every little minute of it.

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"Nghh..." Marlee whinged as Heather patted her cheek, her humiliating night not quite over it seemed after the ref officially confirmed the smaller wrestler's victory. She was forced to turn her head, still laid out flat on her back and having to look up at Heather's mocking face. She grimaced as Heather reminded her of her ill-advised words at the beginning of the match and felt blood rushing to her cheeks.

"Gnnh... you win, you win... just stop... please," she burbled weakly, trying to turn her head away from Heather again, screwing her eyes shut and trying to pretend this whole match was just a bad dream.

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Heather snickered just a little at Marlee's words, shrugging just slightly before she grabbed at her arms. She went to pull her up just a little--with Heather planting herself on her butt, trying to just--snug the girl into her arms. She wanted to leave a nice, good impression on the heavyweight who she definitely enjoyed wrestling with, so she decided to leave her with this.

"It was a good match! If you left me in those smother hold longer, I might have actually lost that one. You're better than you might think, just letting you know!" She let out before going to pull her into a nice, firm kiss as a little lasting 'gift' for her opponent. Leaving her in it for a few seconds before finally releasing her. She stood up, raising her hands in the air for her fans, her grin as wide as it could get before she finally moved to leave the ring.

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Marlee let out a faint moan of protest as Heather hauled her up into a sitting position, expecting to endure further mocking. However, it seemed that having secured the win, her foe showed no further malicious intent towards the New Zealander. Instead, she actually offered some words of encouragement, before leaving Marlee with a parting gift.

"Mpph!" Marlee squeaked in surprise as Heather planted a full kiss on the Kiwi wrestler's lips. She didn't pull away though the pleasantness of the moment a welcome relief after the disaster of the match itself. When Heather pulled away she left a stunned Marlee in her wake as she made her way out of the ring.

Blushing with embarrassment and still smarting from her defeat, Marlee eventually picked herself up and made her own exit from the ring, the jeers and wolf whistles from the fans following her up the ramp as she fled back to the locker rooms to lick her wounds.

WINNER - HEATHER SUNDERLAND BY SMOTHER KO