Wanting that Peach: Heather Sunderland vs Sydney Hendrix

[The Riders]

Stunned by her opponent's quick kick to the chest that caused her to fall onto her back, Sydney was not able to recover as her smaller opponent was able to get to her quickly and was already on the move planning her next way to take her down in front of everyone.

As Heather would run over to where she is at... And leaps into the air slamming on top of her stomach with a senton, forcing Sydney limns to flop up into the air with a grunt. Letting out a groan as she would try to push Heather off of her body so that the ref won't come over and think that she is being pinned at all.

[TiefBlau]

Heather allowed herself to get pushed off of Sydney right after landing t hat senton, snickering just a little before rolling to get to her knees up and quickly. The sight was something else for sure--Sydney's super curvy alluring body sprawled on her back after she had landed hard right down atop her, making Heather grin a little more. "On a roll so far!" She let out, trying to get the crowd working and excited along with her.

She moves around Sydney, seating herself behind her and reaching for the girl's head. She would have went right for her first smother attempt, but she figured it would be smarter to weaken her first as much as she could. She tried to pull her head upwards, sliding both her legs forward, wanting to lock Sydney in a tight--squeezing headscissor hold from behind!

[The Riders]

Clutching her stomach from taking the move to the stomach. Sydney would roll onto her side coughing as Heather may not seem all too heavy... but the woman knows how to use her backside to cause a lot of pain as she is feeling it right now, as she kicks the canvas with her feet trying to push herself up to her feet but Heather has her grounded and not able to move at all.

Her opponent wraps her legs around her head and starts to squeeze in a tight head scissors like hold as Sydney groans out 'AHHHH...' feeling the pressure building up due to the tight vice grip that Heather's legs and thighs have around her head.

[TiefBlau]

Heather couldn't help but grin a little more as she managed to lock her in that tight headscissor hold, squeezing her sizable thighs on her head nice and tightly. She wiggles her hips left and right, trying to yank her head around a good amount, adding pressure left and right with her hold. She plant her hands on the canvas, lifting her hips upwards as she did, making it so she bent the girl's head forward!

"How's it down there! Even with my size, my legs are just as strong as any heavyweight's legs could be!" She sticks her tongue out just a little, humming a bit with how pleased she was with herself at the moment. She was admittedly blushing a little as she couldn't pull her eyes from Sydney even when domming her like this. She was quite the looker for sure--and Heather would be lying if she said she wasn't..more attracted to the softer looking types, earning a deep breath in and out of Heather before she shook her head to push the thoughts out of her mind.

"If you wanna give up real quick, you can let me know and I'll hop on your face instead!"

[The Riders]

Sydney would let out a grown from having her head squeezed by Heather's tight but strong thighs, as her legs would kick the canvas as she tries to think of a way out of the hold she is in.

A look of focus is on her face as she had to listen to her opponent make a taunt about wanting to give up already and then saying about how she will smother her with her backside... Nobody says that to the smother queen herself. As Sydney would start to arch her lower body off the can so she can get some momentum and rock herself over onto her side, so she can have an easier time trying to reach the ring ropes with her foot.

[TiefBlau]

Heather grins just a little as she was able to taunt the girl like that, wiggling left and right with her hips to add more and more pressure to the hold. She was sure she could steadily drain her here..but as she kept it up, she felt Sydney start to put more and more effort into getting herself from the hold. She clicks her tongue, biting down on her bottom lip after as she started arching like that, Heather unable to stop her from rolling enough to just--get her foot at the ropes.

She cursed under her breath, breaking the hold with the rope break. A little huff coming from her mouth, pushing herself back up to her feet. She just--narrows her eyes a little, moving over to grab at her arm to try and pull her back to the center of the ring. She had to just--get her back into position to keep on the offensive here!