Allison "Avalanche" Ford Vs Tara "The Belly Stretcher" Jaeger

[Hitman45]

Tara's state was looking so dire that she wasn't appearing to be in a condition to speak, let alone mutter incomprehensibly atleast. All Allison got in response to her impromptu monologuing were gasps and whimpers of agony and fatigue from the fists as well as knees being continuously drilled into her abdomen. Things weren't at all looking good for the right-hand woman of the Belly Queen at present and when Allison's shoulder virtually caved into her open belly, it was becoming clear as to where this match was now heading....

"Your..belly..oof..will need very special care...mmgh..after this..." Allison grunted while untangling Tara's arms from the ropes, the woman going limp over her shoulder. She might as well as been knocked out!

The people watching wrestling weren't only there for the display of skill and strength , but also for the entertainment value it provided apart from throwing hands and one aspect of it was— show-boating, and Allison figured this was an ideal moment to get a thumbnail-worthy picture for this match.

Carrying an unresponsive Tara over her shoulder, Allison made her way to the centre of the ring, turning around to view the whole of the arena with a prominent smirk, and one arm extended to the side, as if inviting applause which she received in spades.

"Are you not Entertained!!? Tell me....ARE.YOU.NOT.ENTERTAINED!!?" Allison enunciated and emphasized each part of that popular dialogue, making sure the whole of the dome heard it, and the response was deafening, thousands of people voicing their unanimous approval in a frenzy, going wild from the show of dominance of the raven-haired woman.

"Russell Crowe, you beauty.." Allison muttered under her breath appreciating the actor, while now gently strutting around the mat in a circle showing off her 'trophy' before stopping near a cornerpost. It was time now time to end this.

"Bear with me for this one time, and it will all be over. Trust me, Tara... " Allison put down the Belly-Stretcher, but coiled her arms tightly around the waist to keep her steady. She didn't know how much of this the woman would be able to comprehend, but Allison meant what she said.

Allison was going to hoist the Belly-Stretcher enough to position her between the top and the middle-ropes, such that her legs were going to be hanging out from one side of the rope, while the torso was going to look in a similar manner on the adjacent side,leaving her belly invitingly open in the middle, suspended middair.

With a gentle stride, knowing that Tara wasn't probably going to be escaping anytime soon, Allison perched atop the ropes for a moment and without wasting another second, she leapt up high, her feet pointing towards Tara's belly looking to crash into the bruised expanse with a Double-Foot Stomp from the top-rope and drive the feet into Tara's abs!

[Bare]

Tara was pretty much done. The spear to her already brutalized abs while she was trapped on the ropes was the last nail in the coffin for her ability to fight back in this match. In fact the moment her arms were undone from the ropes she would fold over quite literally over Allison's back, nearly completely limp after the spear wiped her out, just at the mercy of Allison and whatever she wanted to do next.

Whether that be ending this with a pinfall... or to put an exclamation mark on this bout. Hefted up onto her opponent's shoulders Tara would be vaguely aware of the mat moving beneath her, her hair swishing in and out of her vision as she was paraded about, only somewhat aware of Allison's loud pop culture reference as she made the most of this situation but soon enough it would end soon enough though as the two came to a corner, with Allison saying something that was was only vaguely aware of before she was lifted up and positioned on the ropes.

'Ugh she can't be...' Tara thought to herself, knowing the position and looking up in time to watch as Allison climbed up the corner... before ultimately jumping off and coming crashing down feet first onto Tara's abs!

"GUAHHHHHH!" Tara cried out in pain, pushed down from the ropes and brought down to the mat, folding in half over Allison's legs as she was dropped down to the mat below, this time losing consciousness almost the moment her back hit the mat!

[Hitman45]

"Yeeeaaahhhh....." Allison dragged the word for effect, muttering to herself "She looks out of it..." her eyes scanned the unconscious looking woman collapsed near the corner after Allison drilled her feet into her already belly. The Belly-Stretcher looked like she was out of steam and this meant that it was time to conclude.

"Your abs are smoking hot, I give you that..." Allison puckered her lips, nodding appreciately while crouching down to look at Tara's from, running a hand gently over her bruised belly, feeling the weakened stomach muscles and the angry weltS raised higher than the skin. Allison got back up and clasped Tara's wrist and ankle of the corresponding foot to drag her to the centre of the ring, where she was going to then drape over the Belly-Stretcher's body slowly and hook her leg up.

"But the comeuppance they bore today, it was understandable they gave in..." Allison would whisper into Tara's ear, not sure whether she would be able to hear it or not. The audience watched on with rapt attention as the match was finally looking to conclude, and there was now an inevitabilty to it. The referee approached timidly and got down on her knees to start the count.

"ONE!!"

[Bare]

Tara was well and truly out of it. That double stomp to her stomach while she was suspended on the ropes would have been enough to take out any one else that was totally fresh. So for her in such a beaten down state as it was it was no wonder that she lost consciousness almost immediately after the impact from her opponent's final move. Now as she laid on the mat near totally motionless, the only sign of life from her being the slow rise and fall of her chest as she laid there. Naturally Tara would be unable to hear the words coming from her foe's lips, but she would watch the match back later and be hear it... and it would drive her crazy in turn. But for now... all she could do was silently take it until she was pinned.

"TWO!!"

"THREE!!!"

[Hitman45]

DING, DING, DING, DING, DING!!

The ringing of the bell signalled the official conclusion of this hotly-contested fight. Allison's body was heaving in sync against her barely conscious opponent, their perspiring, bruised bodies pressed into each other during the time Allison went for the pin. She pulled back up, into a seated positon, with legs folded at the knees and acting as a seat for her thighs and the upperbody.

"Ghhh..." Allison slowly pulled herself up, not before patting Tara's heaving, quivering belly one last time. The Belly Stretcher was certainly a fine fighter, evident in the way she had Allison on the ropes multiple time, her reddened stomach a testament to it, especially the stomach claw, which had seen the skin break in places around the affected region to give way to thin rivulets of crimson trailing very slowly down. Allison clutched the area with a small wince with one hand, while the referee held the other up to announce the winner, much to the delight of the people, who had witnessed a belly breaking extravaganza.

"Hey, ref, you better get a medic or someone her stat. I can get by with an icepack, rest and a trip to Outback..I am starving..." Allison puffed her cheeks and let out a gust of air, eyes wide while doing so. "But she definitely needs more than a ribeye to get back to kicking butts..." The raven-haired stated, her eyes wandering over the frail, knocked out Belly-Stretcher. the blue-black blistered lines close to the lower-waist looking very prominent and inflamed even.

Seeing the match official nod in affirmation and signal the crew, Allison decided to take her leave, looking around the arena one-last time to soak in the adulation, before gingerly getting out of the ring onto the arpon and down the steps, to make way back up the ramp, interacting with a few fans along the way. She still clutched her belly, whose throb was making itself felt more conspicuously now, which formed a suble wince every now and then as she trudged up the ramp and behind the curtains...

[Bare]

Winner via Pinfall: Allison Ford