Katsumi Oshiro vs. Kana Kasama

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Once Kana rolls off of her, Katsumi sits up with a blank look on her face. “Th’fuck just happen?” Despite her wording, she’s never been more sincere in her life.

Hearing Kana’s words, her head snaps in her didection with death in her eyes. She springs to her feet and takes off towards her smaller opponent, boots thumping along the mat right up until she takes to the air. Her body curls into a veritable cannonball, until at the last moment, her legs thrust out with explosive force aimed for Kana’s torso. The move isn’t fancy, it’s not flashy, but it’s quite direct. And it Katsumi catches Kana in the corner, the force of the kick could really drill her against the post.

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Kana would be standing in the corner in a defensive position. She didn’t expect Katsumi to move that fast as she was taken of guard by the speed that was shown.

Kana would have little time to react as the kick connected sending her crashing into the ring post back first. Kana would let out a painful groan as she felt bootmarks being left on her torso. The sound of her connecting with the post was loud and abrupt as the crowd cheered wildly.

Kana would clutch her midsection after such a hard hit and would fall to her rear. She would lean against the bottom turnbuckle once again trying to regain her composure.

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Katsumi hits the mat on her back, and promptly backrolls to end in a crouch. She sees that Kana is now eye-level with her and definitely feeling the brute force of the hit just delivered. But she's not done with her. Raising to her feet again, she reaches down to grab Kana by the shoulders this time to pull her up to meet her. One arm reaches between her legs, the other over her shoulder to attempt hoisting the girl into bodyslam position - but that bodyslam doesn't come. Instead, the spunky little platinette is shoved, upside-down, towards the turnbuckle to drape her legs over the top ropes. If she can get her into position, she'll twist the girl's feet just enough to tangle with the ropes and secure her position to dangle there.

It's a classic position - the tree of woe.

Once left hanging and exposed, Katsumi begins firing punch after punch into Kana's stomach, taking the position to full advantage! The punches aren't light, peppering hits, but she seeks to dig her knuckles into her abs.

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Kana would groan cutely as she was near easily lifted to her feet before being hoisted off the ground. It was the perfect position for a body slam that Kana dreaded but luckily (or unluckily) it never came. What came next may have been worse.

Kana would be flipped upside down and positioned into the tree of woe position where the possibilities were endless move wise. Kana would try to squirm her way out of it but Katsumi seemed to have this tactic nearly perfect as she made sure to twist her feet so she couldn't escape on her own.

Kana would quickly shake her head and beg Katsumi not to follow her plan but it was useless. Kana was hit with a barrage of punches and not the ones she was used to from girls Katsumi's size, No these were brutal and bruising punches. Each one left a mark on her body as she felt the knuckles digging into her stomach painfully abusing her abs. Each punch would cause Kana to yelp and let out a cough of spittle while the crowd took more satisfying pictures of this squash match, Even the jumbotron on the top center of the arena was doing a close up of Kana's pained face and getting a good view of Katsumi as well as she laid out punch combo after punch combo. Kana seemed to make the perfect human punching bag.

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The first round of punches were a near blur, fists raining into the poor girl’s midsection. Her protests, whimpers, and begs are ignored in favor of taking full advantage of the position and claiming decisive control over the flow of the match.

After the initial salvo, the hits slow down in favor of getting the audience more involved. Katsumi takes a step back from Kana, callous smirk on her face. Her right fist raises, and she casts a long look to the left, then right, awash in the audience’s growing bloodlust. Stepping in again, she placed her left hand flat against Kana’s stomach. Her right fist draws back wide, then shoots into her torso. The fist stays put for a moment, grinding her knuckles into Kana’s belly, before bringing the fist back again. Her hand winds around in a broad loop, ushering in a roar of encouragement from the brutal side of the audience, and a torrent of boos from those sympathetic to poor Kana.

The fist rushes forward again to drive into the girl’s stomach. This time, however, will be the last. When she draws back, she goes about loosening Kana’s feet from the ropes and looping her arms around her bare waist. Leaning her chest into her, Katsumi tugs Kana out of the corner and hugs her body against herself, letting her upper-body hang in front of her torso while her legs dangle behind, her weight neatly supported on her shoulder. If all goes well, she’ll carry the girl to the center of the ring and pull her down just enough to align their bodies together.

In the end, Kana may find herself held at the ready for a tombstone piledriver, her face at Katsumi’s hips, her arms around Kana’s waist, hugging her front to front.

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Kana was hit with a near lightning speed combo of punches that left her breathless. That was only the start though as after the quick hard punches came the delayed powered punches that shook kana’s body and could of possibly made the ringpost creak slightly.

Kana would try to beg for mercy as each punch made her feel closer and closer to passing out as they knocked the wind out of her not allowing her to breathe properly. All she could do was let out a weird wheezing sound as the knuckles left her red marks followed by slightly blue and purple bruises.
By the end of the punching practice, Kana would be limply hanging upside down feeling dizzy and damaged from the blood rushing to her head and the punches of course.

Kana would nearly sigh in relief as Katsumi ended her final round up knuckle grinding punch as she let out harsh coughing and gasping. She would fell her feet being untied and would simply allow herself to be lifted again and out of the torturous tree of woe. The next position was not ideal either though as kana was held in katsumi’s dominant strong arms and squeezed in an upside down bearhug. Her face would feel the warmth of katsumi’s hips as she was held there in anticipation of being immediately knocked out from the pile driver. The crowd was now going insane as they watched kana lightly kick and Katsumi just easily dominate. This was not good in kana’s case.
Kana wasn’t surprised at the brutal crowd cheering for her demise and it would of been slightly refreshing to hear the sympathetic crowd booing if she was allowed to put the pain behind her and care.

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It isn’t enough that Kana’s primer for the end. Katsumi has to squeeze her in that position, constricting her body and grinding her into herself. Each burst of crushing force is accompanied with a low growl of effort, her expression dark. She begins turning with Kana still in her grip, showing off her prey to a raving audience. Wrestling has always been a gladiatorial affair, and Katsumi loves that aspect of it.

At last, she hops into the air and clamps her thighs around Kana’s neck. Still hugging her body tight to herself, their combined weight plummets to drive the top of Kana’s head against the mat. The audience holds their breath.

The ring shudders under the force of the piledriver. The arena explodes into riotous, bloodthirsty cheer. After holding Kana’s body against herself a few seconds after impact, Katsumi finally releases her to collapse.

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Kana was being squeezed and held upside down for a while as Katsumi showed off to the crowd. The crowd was extremely loud with anticipation while kana weakly complained and groaned. “Please... you don’t have to do this...” Kana would beg but it was too late.

Katsumi would turn and show kana to the entire crowd before she would hop high into the air wrapping her thighs around her neck before dropping kana with their combined weight right on the crown of her head. Kana would squeal before impact but would be sileced on landing due to being subdued by the brutal attack as well as the deafening crowd.

Kana would be held there limply with her legs bending nearly backwards as she would start to fall but Katsumi kept her held up for seconds before dropping her down onto the mat. Kana would collapse a drooling groggy mess as she landed on her back looking up at the bright lights. She was defenseless against what Katsumi May have planned next.

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Katsumi rests just above Kana's head, looking down at her dazed face. Then, a smirk blossoms. She throws her head back, her arms thrust into the air, and she presents the audience a radiant smile, her eyes happily shut. They're still going wild over the hard hit, and she's loving that.

Still one thing left to do, however. She leans forward, steadily teetering more and more, hovering over Kana at an angle. With no support, Katsumi's destined to topple forward - which is, of course, by design. She draws her arms back and let's her body plummet to land directly overtop the platinette. It's a very similar pin as before, if a little extended. Her hips rest against Kana's face,her trim stomach pressing into Kana's breasts, and vice versa. She reaches out to take ahold of the girl's bare, left thigh to draw the leg into the air, hugging it towards her shoulder.

The referee drops beside the two. She raises her hand, and the audience begins counting along.

"ONE!"

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Kana would fall to the mat in a heap. She would be on the brink of consciousness with the ceiling lights being so bright. Those lights would soon be blocked as Katsumi fell on top of her for a similar pin only this time, she was a bit lower having kana press into her hips instead of her toned stomach.

Kana would groan as she felt her leg get lifted up and she was pinned. The ref would drop and smack the mat counting one. The ref would wait for a second before slapping the mat counting two! Right before the third count, something caused kana to push for herself not to lose although that was all up to Katsumi as it was obvious Katsumi would still be in charge here. If Katsumi allowed it though, Kana would raise an arm with a shoulder to break the pin slightly just enough to be a regulation break.

The crowd would go insane as kana showed the only defiance she could and that was breaking the pin. “You’ll... have... to... do... much... more... to earn... this... win...” Kana would let out in a pained and gasping voice waiting to see how Katsumi would react.