Karen Starring Vs. Dixie Clemets - Relight The Fires

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As with most slams and throws, the pain of the manoeuvre itself mostly came in the seconds that followed, given the body had taken in the toll and had a moment to react. Karen had indeed saved herself from making a face imprint into the canvas, but even then she found herself still aching and throbbing. Such combined with the dizziness from being held upside down for so long, not even to mention the effort by the Dixie to seemingly snap Karen in half with her arms, meant the amazons chances in the match had dropped. And then some.

Forced to play ragdoll to Dixie as the Texan hoisted her up to her feet, a loud groan came from the slightly bustier amazons lips as her foe opted to make a mockery of her; not only lifting her once again partially over her shoulder, but doing so with intent of parading her!

Hands at first lazily scrawled down Dixie's thighs, without response in the slightest, Karen's ego combined with the throbbing pain that now filled the top half of her body forced her to react, if a little desperately. Hands coming to those thick, firm Texan thighs, Karen opted to give Dixie no chance at freely slamming her. Namely, by pushing with every ounce of great strength she could muster in her stunned state, to try and harmlessly slide up and over the shoulder Dixie held her so aloft over. If she was quick, and perhaps lucky, the raven haired amazon might just have been able to push off Dixie entirely, and land on her feet behind her!

[Devastated]

Dixie was feeling confident as she paraded around the ring, she was fairly sure that the buxom raven haired beauty that was trapped in her arms were just that, trapped and defenseless. The Cowgirl was about to hollah out at the crowd and throw out a loud Yee-haw, but before she could do so, the hands of Karen started to push...rather forcefully against Dixie's thighs. The surprise of that fact caused the legs of Dixie to quiver for a second, earning Karen the chance she needed to push up and over the buxom blonde's shoulder.

Slipping right behind Dixie as the cowgirl was forced to widen her eyes and mouth in surprise. She stumbled forward a step and then quickly tried to turn around to face the black clad woman. A rather angry snarl escaping the Three Count Cowgirl as she fixed her blue eyes upon Karen's face. She wasn't about to let that go un-punished. After all, Karen had now made Dixie's attempt at showboating end up looking like a complete failure.

The cowgirl would rush forward and attempt to stretch out her right arm, trying to come running in with an arm as stiff and strong as an iron bar to slam it right into Karen's generous rack and try to down her nemesis.

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Karen honestly didn't know it was possible for her to hate the Texan anymore, before the blonde beauty reduced her to nothing but an object in a display of lift-and-carry. Pushing herself free not a moment too soon, and salvaging a smidge of pride with her forceful escape, Karen landed on her feet unsteadily at first before her frame corrected itself through sheer, flowing adrenaline. The Texan had humiliated her, and the match itself had barely gotten to what many would suspect to be a mid-point. The raven haired amazon had barely accomplished anything, save for the briefest of moments overpowering the Texan. Dixie on the other hand, had outright dropped Karen on her skull. And not before crushing a few gallons of wind from her first.

Knowing for a fact Dixie would attack as soon as her body allowed it, Karen forced herself to respond even with her barely-corrected posture. Already motioning as the Texan turned, Karen raised her powerful, firm right up and out, in an attempt to take all sense from Dixie with a monstrous lariat of sorts.

Only, to her absolute horror, her nemesis responded in the exact same fashion! Arm hitting a shade lower to Karen's giant bosom and thereby avoiding her arm entirely, as both amazons rung the other like a bell!

[Devastated]

Dixie came rushing in like a locomotive, a rampaging one as her heavy boots and foot steps stomped on the mat as she made her way to Karen. Little did she know that Karen had the exact same idea as her, the slightly bustier raven haired woman came stomping towards her, both arms aligned fairly well as one was a bit below the other. Both of them striking each other in the chest.

The cowgirl's feet was pulled straight off the ground as her body was sent up into the air for a second, then she fell down onto the canvas. Her heavy frame crashing down onto the mat at the exact same time as Karen's. The combined weight of the two heavy 180 lbs women collapsing onto the mat causing the ring to shake wildly, the ropes jumping and the arena burst into a roar at the sight.

The Texan coughed out, her hands moving up to her now aching chest as she kicked her right foot down against the mat. She looked over towards the downed Karen and slowly started to push herself up to a seated position besides Karen.

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Both figures hit with the same manoeuvre in mind, and perhaps surprisingly, given Karen's current state, hit with the same level of power. But such was where similarities ended, beyond the fact that initially both powerhouses fell to a knee. Dixie held her posture on said knee, where as Karen collapsed a stage further; landing on her plump rear with hands to her side, as the fact Dixie had spent the first moments of the match trying to crush her seemingly reminded her body.

Letting loose a monstrous howl from both the pain and lack of air, Karen's eyes amidst their daze would spot the shimmying Texan moving slowly towards her. Turning for but a moment, seemingly with a rope break in mind, the distance between said ropes and herself would render such an attempt pointless. And given she could not move, she had but one option remaining, unless of course she wanted to risk a powerful, fierce Texan straddling atop of her.

"Fuck...OFF!" Words roared with what little breath she had in her lungs, as Karen's right leg came up for a weak push kick, to try and render Dixie down onto her own rear rather than shuffling towards her! Her hand already coming to her thick, red bosom, as being lariated by such a monstrously strong figure unsurprisingly resonated throughout Karen's entire frame!

[Devastated]

Dixie moved forward and tried to get towards Karen, she desired to straddle the woman down and start working Karen over, but as she made her way in closer to try and take her position on top of the raven haired buxom nemesis of hers, the boot of Karen came in and pressed against the cowgirl's stinging chest. Widening eyes was all that Dixie had the time to do, before she was pushed back down, forced down onto her rear and her hands moving down to quickly grasp herself on the mat and prevent herself from falling down onto her back.

She had a scowl on her face as she glared over at Karen, shaking her head the Three Count Cowgirl would start to move up to her feet, keeping her eyes fixed upon the buxom Karen Starring. Dixie would curse under her breath as she moved up. " Darn...dirty bitch...always gotta fuckin'...rhg.."

Raising her arms onces she was up, she knew she had to be weary of Karen, the woman was just as strong as her, maybe a bit stronger, she had as much endurance or more. The only thing that Dixie knew for sure she had more of than Karen was experience and skill...yet that was only in their previous bout. She had no idea how much Karen had grown since then, but so far it looked like a lot.

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Karen's move was desperate, sudden, and sly, but perhaps for those reasons, her strike hit so will. Knocking the balance right out of her foe, Karen would be quick to capitalise; not in pursuing nor following up on the strike, but using the space now created between the two. Shuffling back awkwardly on her bouncy rear, Karen would raise her figure as soon as enough space between the two was made to deem the rise safe, with her hands already outstretched in case Dixie rose and pursued.

To her luck, no retribution came from Dixie, at least yet, as now both heavyweight figures stood with a few metres between them. Both powerful wrestlers still had a great deal of life in them, but it was Karen who was evidently trodding a few steps behind. Such was the case when one took a submission hold, and a piledriver, from the Texan powerhouse Dixie Clemets.

Moving perhaps quicker than was wise to given she needed a breather, Karen would close the distance she herself created with the Texan; her arms low, as she seemingly looked to latch them on her hated rivals hips.

"Don't think...you've got me yet...I'm just adjusting to dealing...with all your fucking weight..." Spiteful words amid gasps for breath followed with a gentle tug on the attire of Dixie, with the raven haired amazon keen to return the damage she had sustained.

[Devastated]

Dixie begun to move up her her feet, managing to get up to her feet before her raven haired woman. Though as she got up to her feet, she got Karen's arms latched around her hips. Dixie would move her own arms down, trying to latch them around the raven haired woman's waist, grabbing at her hip and tugging on that outfit the same way as the fellow heavyweight was.

The cowgirl knew she was in for a wild and dangerous ride, that became more apparent the longer the match went on. Yet, if she was going to get anywhere she was going to have to show Karen once again why she was known as the Three Count Cowgirl. The buxom blonde powerhouse Texan beauty would try and step to the right, and pull on those hips along.

She started to try and guide them around in their struggle of might that had been once again ignited by Karen's words. " You ain't no bag of feathers sugah....careful with your words, lest they come bitin' you in that fat ass o'yours!" Dixie spoke towards her hated rival as the two struggled for control against one another.

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With the two powerful women matching both hateful words and tight grips, the crowd edged forward on each and every seat, as the next encounter between the two was set. Karen was no fool despite her headstrong charge into every fight; another single misstep here would likely put herself back in the arms of the Texan, likely until the match was brought about a defeat against her. On the other hand though, Karen sought revenge like it was water in the desert. There was no chance she was letting this figure hoist her as she pleased again, she told herself.

With matching grips, Karen opted straight away to avoid another test of strength. Not only because she was still feeling the wear and tear of the very first one, but perhaps mostly because in her current state, Dixie may just outright overpower her! Instead, she'd opt for something a little more sudden.

And a little more Karen.

Lunging her head forward the moment the Texan finished speaking, Karen would aim for a ruthless headbutt straight to the forehead of the blonde figure before her; with intention to daze and set up Dixie for a slam, and with enough force that had she hit it where she intended, she certainly wouldn't be able to neglect the pain herself!

[Devastated]

Karen and Dixie were locked in a struggle, the two of them were clearly equally strong and it looked to be a struggle for the ages for just any of them to get the upper-hand. So far, Dixie had been able to use her superior skill to out-wrestle the woman...yet, that looked to be more and more difficult to rely on. As it seemed as if Karen was improving by the second. She had improved so much since their first battle before Dixie even came to LAW and now, she was able to match the cowgirl very well...

Dixie grunted in effort as she struggled against Karen, the buxom raven haired bitch was stronger than she liked. Stronger than Dixie was willing to admit. She wanted to over-power Karen, but that was without a doubt a difficult task, a Herculean task!

The Texan matched grips with Karen but a test of strength would do neither woman any good. As such, Karen had a solution it seemed. She rocketed her head forward and smashed it right into Dixie head, smacking the blonde for a loop and causing her to stagger. " Ugh!" she grunted out and would then feel herself being hoisted up by Karen. Dixie was helpless for the moment and she sure looked it in Karen's mighty arms as the raven haired heavy weight held her up like she was nothing.