The Range of an Actress - Hanna Idame vs. Troia Smith

[TickTock]

The pinfall was the coup de grace of the match, and in a way, was the most important part. The most striking visual, one that would stick in the mind of the fans — and more importantly, her fans — for a long time after.

And Troia made sure to make it memorable. Hanna’s limp body made for a malleable canvas, her body devastated after everything the fangirl put her through, and she made sure to make it as humiliating as possible. Her tall, curvy body displayed, her destroyed cunt pushed out against her leggings, and her defeated expression pointed out towards the cameras for all to capture.

And at this point, the result was not in doubt even with the seeming slower count, as though to let everyone savor it. The first and second count came… and then the third came, signaling the end of this bout!

DING DING DING!

Troia officially won, and yet… she didn’t let this be the end of it. Holding that pin for a little while longer, looking down at the squished face of Hanna’s and her tattered body, as though to soak in her victory. Before finally, letting her limp leg drop to the mat and raising her arm, standing back up to her feet.

But that wasn’t the end either. Walking over to retrieve her phone, it seemed as though Troia suddenly flipped a switch, smiling wide and giggling as she began to talk to her chat. “So, you all had fun with that, hm? She almost seemed like she had me for a second there!” the fangirl said, walking back over to Hanna’s body and leaning down to get a fistful of her hair.

Lifting her up to her knees, Troia leaned down to be level with her… and pressed her cheek tight against hers, squishing their faces together as she held her phone up with her other hand. “Now, smile for the camera, babe!” Troia instructed, scrolling over to take a selfie, capturing their two faces with the fangirl smiling wide and winking, while Hanna’s expression was likely… less happy, before CLICK, the photo was taken!

And immediately after, Hanna was dropped like a sack of bricks back down to the mat, as though all interest was lost in her the second she got her final pic, walking off with a strut and casually chatting with her fans about what was next. About to go viral, a dominant performance in the books, things seemed sky high for her!

[TickTock]

Hanna was still out like a light as the count reached three, and Troia had successfully pinned her, handing her an oh-so-humiliating loss. She still had enough sense to know where she was, somewhat, but it was as if every muscle had been finally sapped out of whatever energy they had left, and like always, Hanna could only remain a limp body as she assumed a familiar position for her, being dominantly pinned with her leg-hooked, her face squished down with her eyes shut and her mouth slightly ajar, well and truly finished.

Her leg was kept in the air for a little longer by her smaller foe, as if wanting to show off the Brit’s admittedly curvy frame slightly more, as well as that bruised and battered cunt that had been Troia’s favourite target to take her town. Eventually, however, her limp leg was allowed to fall, her impressive thighs wobbling slightly from the impact of it hitting the floor, as the rest of her remained motionless.

Staying on the canvas and hibernating for about a week felt just about right for Hanna at the moment. This was her most gruelling and memorable match yet, and she could at least take pride in it being one hell of a show, even if most of the “show” was her being cuntbusted or ending up like a discarded doll. Of course, what Hanna wanted didn’t matter, as her smaller victor refused to let her rest, and picked up the taller wrestler by a fistful of her thick, deathly dark brown hair.

Forced to her knees, Hanna was completely under Troia’s control as she leaned down and squished a cheek against the Brit’s face, smiling and winking as she prepared a photo. Hanna’s expression remained the same, mouth slightly agape as usual and her eyes still shut as Troia fit in one last taunt on the wrestler she had thoroughly beaten…

CLICK!

The photo was at last taken, and Hanna was discarded back to the mat like an unused toy, still limp as she lay exhausted. As Troia happily strutted off, Hanna took tired pants. A show was certainly put on, just as the taller wrestler always aims to do. But a further question beckoned, as her back ached, a splitting headache shot through her and most notably, her crotch throbbed with a deep pain.

Was it really worth it?…

WINNER: TROIA SMITH

[Kassia]