Storm Macintosh vs Lillian Byrne

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Storm was relishing the chance to show off her dominance, holding Lillian over her head like a trophy. And yes, the heavyweight heel took a moment to subtly massage Lillian’s crotch, taking advantage of the gorilla press position. The whimpering of her squirming victim was delightful. The real payoff, though, happened when she abruptly dropped her opponent face-down onto the corner post.

The crowd winced in sympathy, Lillian groaning loudly at the harsh and heavy blow. Credit to the other wrestler, she avoided a complete collapse, instinctively throwing her arms across the ropes for support, but the way her pink-clad body hung weakly in corner suggested that this was the extent of her abilities right now, after being stunned by two nasty power moves in quick succession.

Storm grinned wolfishly. Starting this match on the back foot had been frustrating, and she was absolutely itching for the chance to dish out some payback on Lillian. Seeing her slumped over in the corner gave her some evil ideas that were just too tempting to resist.

“So you like wedgies, huh?” snarled Storm. With Lillian face-down over the turnbuckle, it was straightforward enough for the Scot to grab the back of the other woman’s one-piece, and savagely YANK it upwards, holding Lillian in place against the ringpost whilst her pink costume was pulled sharply up between her butt cheeks!

Revenge was indeed a bitch, the crowd meeting the humiliation move with a mix of leers and whistles.

Storm was just getting warmed up, though. Whilst Lillian struggled with that indignity, Storm would grab her hair from behind and brutally smash her face into the turnbuckle again. Keeping a harsh hold on the American’s hair, she then tried to drag the cornered girl sideways, holding her face-down against the top rope for an absolutely savage eye rake! The bad-tempered Scot seemed determined to keep her hold on this match with some ruthless behaviour here.

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Lillian had managed to stay upright, but as far as her list of wins was going, that was about the only one that the former middleweight champion would be able to count at the moment. The dizzying drop from as high as Storm could heft her resulted in her head whacking the corner post hard, and the only reason that she was still mostly vertical was her arms stretching out and hooking over the top rope, something more reflexive than anything else. Her head swam, and as she attempted to find her footing once more, her legs seemed reluctant to obey, awkwardly scraping along the mat as she tried to muster the strength to stand. She needed something, some kind of jolt, to snap her out of this and get her back on her feet.

Unfortunately for her, Storm was quick to help her out with that.

“Uuhh- AAAAH!” Lillian’s low groan would turn into a high pitched yelp as Storm grabbed hold of her leotard, taking the back of it and hiking it up as high as she could, paying back Lillian’s favor from earlier in kind! Lillian’s body tensed up as her thick rear spilled out of her leotard, her clothing cutting uncomfortably into her intimate areas as she was forced back up to try and lessen the pain that it brought her! Unfortunately, that didn’t stop Storm from grabbing her head and slamming it back down into the turnbuckle, before beginning to drag her face along the ropes for a nasty eye rake!

“Aaaahh! Get… off!” Lillian hissed, forced along the edge of the ring with the grueling maneuver, trying her best to plant her feet and stop Storm from pulling them further along, with mixed results. She needed something better, and with that in mind, the former champ would take her arm and blindly swing it backwards, looking to club any part of Storm that she could, hoping to knock her off and get free, even if that freedom was only used to clutch her face, temporarily in too much pain to be seeing much of anything yet!

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Storm grinned as she applied a good firm upwards yank on Lillian’s costume, causing an eye-watering wedgie and exposing a great deal of her opponent’s peachy ass. She followed this crowd-pleasing move with a similarly nasty eye-rake on the ropes, although this time there were far more boos accompanying Storm’s bad sportsmanship. As Lillian flailed in pain, Storm did get caught by an errant elbow, smacking her in the chest. The blow made the Scot drop her victim and stagger back. The ref girl used this opportunity to interject, waggling a finger in Storm’s face to warn her off such tactics.

The big wrestler bristled at the telling off, and brushed the referee aside, stepping forwards again to try and grab Lillian, wanting to capitalise on her opponent’s problems. She also wanted to show off - this was her call-out, after all.

With the pink-clad girl hunched forwards, clutching her aching eyes, Storm would grab a handful of her hair, trying to bully Lillian’s head down between her legs into the standing head scissor position. Relishing the thought of rag-dolling this woman, Storm intended this as a stepping stone for her real intention - reaching down and wrapping her arms around Lillian’s body, she would try and haul her foe upwards, so that her legs were briefly up around Storm’s shoulders… the perfect platform for the Scottish wrestler to slam Lillian into the centre of the ring with a high-impact powerbomb!

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Lillian’s elbow struck home in Storm, a solid hit to the Scottish brute that sent her stumbling backwards and allowing Lillian to pull her face away from the ropes, a big win at the moment for the former champion. Unfortunately, because of the eye rake she had been enduring, the brunette found herself woefully unable to follow up on her hit, and before she could even blink out the reflexive tears from her eyes, Storm was already back on top of her, grabbing hold of Lillian and shoving her head down. Lillian was only just able to see again when Storm shoved her head down and between the heavyweights thighs, before wrapping her arms around Lillian’s waist and flipping her up to sit atop Storm’s shoulders, at a dizzying height above the canvas!

“Nnngh… let me down…” Lillian groaned, all too aware that Storm’s plan was most certainly to indeed put her down, the brunette attempting not to steady herself atop Storm’s shoulders so that she could fight back. Only, before she could, she was whipped downwards with terrifying speed, slammed to the mat with a brutal powerbomb from her heavyweight opponent!

“UUUAGH!” Lillian yelped as she hit the mat hard enough to bounce slightly on impact, jarring all of the breath out of her body and sending a wave of pain from her back all the way out to the tips of all of her limbs. For a moment, all she could do was lay wide eyed, staring at the lights, before she gave a sudden gasp, air rushing back into her as she managed to arch her back, lying in pain on the ground as Storm towered above her, the match seeming to slip further and further out of her control!