Jessica Wright vs Jem Holland

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Jem was slowly finding her bearings. She had only mustered up enough will and wherewithal to roll over and begin forcing herself up when Jessica kept egging on her on. Insult after insult, threat after threat. No matter how deathly serious the Violent Violet was, to Jem, it didn't make Jessica any less annoying.

"Shows what you know...." Jem said as she began to push up from all fours. "I do lewd streams, sometimes....they're plenty familiar with what this chest looks like and I guarantee you they like way more than yours!" Jem said defiantly as she finally popped up to her feet and puffed out the bosom that she was so proud of in this very moment. Jem counted on this display provoking Jessica. In her mind, anything would set Wright off. The famed streamer waited for Jessica to take the bait and do her the favor of closing the distance between them, and when she did, Jem would quickly spin and raise her leg whilst bending towards her side and lowering her upper body. She'd attempt to nail the bad woman with a Reverse Roundhouse kick!

Regardless of whether or not the blow connected, Jem would fall onto her back on the canvas after attempt to swing at Jessica with darn near everything she had left. In the face of adversity, Holland was more than capable of acting tough and facing it with a smile. But it didn't change the fact that she was in a tight spot. And if she wanted to turn things around, a number of things would have to start going her way, starting with the kick.

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Jessica blinked. If Jem thought that was a good comeback in the slightest, Jessica did not want to hear what her proper taunts sounded like. Maybe later, she would find one of these lewd streams and download it onto her laptop. But for right now, she was more interested in making sure that the only one taking off Jem's clothes was Jessica. The Violent Violet took a big step forward, ready to capitalize on the slams she had done, and the smaller victories that she had attained.

Jem was not going to let her have it easy, apparently. A massive kick was swinging in towards her head. Jessica knew that she had to act, and quickly. The Violent Violet was ready for the kick, and dropped down under it. Her knees bent and her large violet eyes traced the graceful arc of the kick as it soared over her head, making a massive swishing noise. When Jessica got back up to her full height, she was unblemished by the kick, and grateful that she did not have to deal with falling to the ground or an injury to her head.

And now she had her full range of motion. And Jem was on the ground now, too. Jessica was going for it all right now. The Violent Violet took a big step forward and then jumped into the air. She stuck one of her long legs out as she fell to the earth, going for a massive leg drop. This attack was coming right at Jem's chest, which had been such a delightful subject of conversation just a moment or two earlier. Jessica wondered how much her streaming audience would like her if she deflated her chest just a little bit, using her own violent and perverse methods.

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Jem asserted herself before trying to counterattack. She was the kind of show-woman that was proud of her work and her fans. She meant it when she boasted about having a rack superior to the Violent Violet's in every way shape or form. That assertion was soon followed up by a swift spin kick from the streamer! At this point, from Jem's perspective, it was plain to see that Jessica wasn't gonna stop coming. And if that was going to remain the case, then Holland had to contest and match the Iowan every step of the way. And the feisty blonde was trying.

"Ugh!" She groaned as she fell to the canvas after just missing the kick.

She was trying...unsuccessfully. Jem put whatever she had left into that shot, but Jessica dodged skillfully, just in the knick of time. After Jem's bare foot missed it's mark and the streamer collapsed from overexertion, Wright smelled blood in the water. The Violent Violet jumped up and extended her leg before bringing it down directly on Jem's chest! The blonde's legs flailed upwards in response to the impact before falling lifelessly to the mat. In one quick exchange, Jessica had once again reclaimed momentum and stifled Jem, reducing her to a wheezing, battered heap on the canvas of the ring. The Leg Drop to her boobs would be leave her with a pain that would ache for quite a while! Fans would groan in frustration as Wright once again took control. They could only look on and hope that their favorite gamer girl turned wrestler would somehow find her way back into the match!

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Jessica felt the impact of leg on breast. It was a good feeling, almost a righteous feeling. When she landed, she was fairly certain that it would be that image that would adorn the blog articles and fetish porn sites the world over. Jessica's strong, thick leg laid bare across Jem's voluminous chest. All things considered, it was a good shot. Both in terms of what the photography would portray, and how devastating the blow was to Jem's chance of victory.

Snickering, the Violent Violet got to her feet. She made a mockery of Jem and the crowd by pretending to wipe her leg off, but the mockery was not even closed to being finished. Jessica bent down to grab Jem by her hair, and shortly after that would attempt to haul Jem up to her feet. From there, Jessica quickly went to work.

She tried to tuck Jem's head under her armpit, and tightly into her massive chest. She then reached under and went for Jem's waist. From there, it would all be text book. She used her immense strength to try and lift her opponent up into a delayed vertical suplex. Her muscles tightened as she went through with the move, which she called the Fujita Five. Jessica still had the energy to hold her opponent aloft for several seconds, and did so.

And when she came down, she did so with the force of one of the powerful tornadoes that she had named the move after. Jessica was sparing Jem no kindness.

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After hitting the streamer with a picture perfect Standing Leg Drop, Jem remained laid out. The thick leg of Jess rested upon Jem's chest for a moment before the purple haired woman decided to rise. She wiped that leg off as if to suggest she had sullied it by hitting her move just now, much to the annoyance of the fans in the arena. This act might have seem forced if emulated by some other wrestler, but Jessica's genuine disdain and condescension was palpable. Earning her more jeers and she snuffed more and more life out of the blonde.

Wright had little difficulty reaching down to pry Jem from the canvas once more. The opposing middleweight tucked Holland's head under her armpit. the side of Jem's face would press up against Jessica's breast for a momentum before the red clad woman began to lift her upside down for what seemed to be a Vertical Suplex. But a second of suspension in the air would be enough to make it clear to everyone that it was a Delayed Vertical Suplex! Jem would hang upside down wordlessly. She grit her teeth in fear and anticipation of what was to come. Surely she'd been feeling the effects of the Suplex for at least a short while. If she hadn't exhausted herself putting everything into that kick, she likely could have quickly and easily countered! At least, that's what the streamer told herself in the heat of the moment. She was just able to move her leg. Jem tried to do some, anything. But as soon as she bent a knee to try and knee the woman on top of her purple head and counter, Jessica fell backwards, slamming Jem into the canvas back first!

"Uuuuf!" Jem groaned as she bounced off the canvas and rolled towards the ropes! She rested on her back and arched it in pain before grabbing hold of the bottom rope. From the moment Jem realized the kind of opponent she was up against, she tried to do what she could to stay alive in this match and turn the tides. And even now, she was still trying. The streamer grabbed hold of the bottom rope and then the middle. She was on her knees, trying to summon whatever energy she could to get up and face her foe. Eventually she'd rise to her feet whilst leaning against the ropes. She didn't have many options or plans for what would happen if and when Jessica did come for her. All she knew for certain was that the Iowan would come and pursue her like a predator would its prey. And when she did, Jem would default to the only move she could think of in the heat of the moment. She'd ball her fist and swing it towards Wright's jaw with a right hook! Should her blow connect, she'd either lean against Wright or fall down, clearly having exhausted herself from failing to connect with her own moves, as well as being forced to take many of Jessica's own!

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Jessica crashed down to the mat, Jem in tow. The mighty kaboom which thundered through the arena could be heard for miles, it felt like. She lay there for a second, feeling the ropes shaking, feeling the ring shaking, feeling the earth shaking. It was a wondrous feeling, and Jessica let her joy be known. Having just sent her opponent thundering down to the mat, the Violent Violet dropped her usual serious look, and started grinning from ear to ear. She rose from the mat, appraising the crowd. Jessica took a few steps forward, and raised her arms as if she had already won. The crowd howled at her, demonstrating their anger at her hubris. The Violent Violet took a few steps, walking backwards, letting the entire world know what she thought of them as she flipped them off. After all, there was no way that Jem could recover from such a move in such a short period of time.

When she wheeled around, she was met with quite the surprise. A strong punch slammed into her jaw, causing her eyes to go wide in astonishment. There was no way that a normal human being could stand up after a move such as the one that. Jessica faltered in pain, staying up only due to sheer force of will.

Then, what happened next was an even greater surprise. Jem slumped against her, clearly worn out after such an effort. The Violent Violet took a step back once more, feeling the raw weight of a smaller woman on her. At first, Jessica did not quite know how to interpret both things that had just happened. Her jaw was still pulsing with pain, and now Jem's head was on her chest. Jessica breathed in, not quite sure if what she was dealing with was oxygen-deprived madness, or was, in fact, reality.

It was as real as her ruby red wrestling boots. Jessica seized the woman, and tucked her head underneath her armpit. It was not that much movement, all things considered. What happened next would be a little bit more movement, but more importantly, it would be far more painful. She wrapped her strong arm around Jem's head, and then sought to implant her straight into the mat. The move would make her head hurt, which would hopefully disabuse Jem of trying to get up, and trying that nonsense again...

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Jessica was all caught up in the moment. She had a strong showing. The lady, if you could call her that, seemed to have every right to be reveling in her handiwork, tonight. Nothing could take the Iowan out of it. Not the rampant boos from the crowd. Not concern from the LAW official overseeing the match. Nothing...except a stiff right hand from the opposing blonde in the ring with her.

Certainly, taking Jessica out of the moment, the high she was experiencing brought Jem the utmost joy. So much so, that even in her worn, battered state, leaning up against those thick thighs, she managed to crack a smile. Jem wasn't the biggest or the strongest, but she was a woman of constitution. And no matter what the repercussions might be for that punch, you could bet anything that she'd throw that right hand again if she found herself in that same exact situation. When Jessica took a step back in response to the blow, the audience in attendance let out an audible "Ohhhh!" before starting to cheer for the streamer again.

But just as anyone could have expected, Wright was having none of it. In a swift, strong motion, the Violent Violet securing Jem's head under her armpit and threw her weight backwards, spiking Holland's skull into the canvas with a thud! Jem would wordlessly roll onto her back after the impact. She head her forehead with both hands, grimacing with her mouth as her hands covered her eyes. It hurt. It sucked, but it was better than being made to look like helpless at Jessica's feet. After a couple seconds, Jem would raise her fist into the air, showing that she still had will within her to fight, and sparking some noise from the crowd. As dire as things looked, even right now, Jem knew the type of opponent Jessica was. She knew that nothing would sit as poorly with the red clad brute as this or any blatant display of opposition or insolence directed against her. Some part of the young woman believed that she still had a chance in this match. And Jem was gonna grasp at that chance with anything she could muster or go down trying!

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Jessica scowled at Jem. There was still defiance in her. Maybe she still believed that she had a chance to win this match, plain as it was that the streamer had a snowball's chance in hell of coming away with a win. It was annoying, really. This public show of resistance was going to have to be put down, and hard, and fast. Jessica stormed over to her opponent, her fists balled with hate. The Violent Violet was looming over her now, thinking about all of the bad things that she wanted to do to her.

If Jem wanted to resist her power in a public way, then Jessica was going to use the public to humiliate poor Jem. She reached down and seized Jem's top, and tried to wrench it off whatever way she could. Should Jessica have to tear it, so be it. The level of force she employed did not correspond to the difficulty nor importance of her task. As a matter of fact, this was quite the degrading act.

The crowd looked on. They were waiting for something like this. All of the perverts in the stands had gotten their fill of violence, and now they were looking for some sex. Jessica was going to give it to them, plain and simple for the entire world to see.

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Call it poking the bear or an unwise decision, but Jem had opted to be defiant against Jessica with everything she could muster. And Jessica didn't like that. No no no, she didn't like that one bit. With that last spark of offense expended from Jem, the Violent Violet realized the streamer was ripe for the picking. And Jesscia opted to capitalize by continuing her systematic dismantling of Holland by walking over to her and bending down with malcontent.

"Gah! Urgh!" Jem groaned as Jessica began to literally wrestler away her top. Jem has always wrestlers in her form fitting white dress. Ripping the fabric off her person left the blonde completely exposed. The fans in attendance gave a loud mixed reaction. Of course there were those willing to entertain any perverse behavior in the ring with mass approval. But those who sympathized with Jem cursed Jesscia's name in as loud as voice as they could muster. Within moments, the streamer was stripped bear. Beads of sweat adorned her tired, naked body as she laid with her back on the canvas. Her sizeable chest rose and sank with each tired breath she took. Jem could only manage a insult whilst recuperating.

"Bimbo...."

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Jessica was a strong woman. Very few people doubted that, especially after what had just taken place. All of her strength went into the task at hand, as if she had to employ even a quarter of her raw power to execute what she wanted to. So in shreds and yanks and massive pulls, the gamer girl was rendered bare for the whole world to see. Jessica held up the remains of Jem's outfit to the world as if she had just won an actual trophy. To her, it may as well have been. The Violent Violet was looking for a signature move or act or degradation in her fast match ever here at LAW, and she reckoned that she had more than found it.

Even Jem's insult could not bring her spirits down. She tossed her outfit closer to the entrance ramp, making a mental note to pick it up after she picked up the win. Suddenly, she turned back towards Jem, bearing down on her with her arms ready for more violence. This humiliating act would not be followed up by mercy. No, anyone who had seen her wrestling her way through the Great Plains would know that it was not to be, for the knowing few that saw and recognized her rising star.

"You got that hot little body," Jessica sneered, "Why don't we show it off a bit?" The Violent Violet bent over, and grabbed Jem by her now exposed flesh. She tried to lift the gamer girl straight from the mat and onto her brawny and strong shoulders. From there, she would attempt to break the woman in half via a torture rack. Jessica preferred the term Cyclone Rider. It better encapsulated the burning pain that the victim felt, she thought.