Heather Sunderland vs Marlee Jackson

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Standard Match
Victory by KO, Submission, or Pinfall

Another match being given to Heather with a heavyweight, making her quite a bit excited to see what she could do yet again with her little streak against heavyweight wrestlers. She squirmed a little as she finished getting herself ready backstage, nodding to herself as her music started to play over the speakers, Heather immediately making her way out to the stage area.

She was dressed in her purple fishnet top, black bikini top over that, black skirt, purple and black striped thigh-highs, and black boots. She took a deep breath in and out as she stood on the stage area, looking all around at the crowd as she nod her head. She rushed her way down the ramp before sliding into the ring underneath the bottom rope, heading to the middle rope in the corner, getting her arms up as the pyro shot down from the ceiling, basking in the sensation and the cheers from the crowd.

She stuck her tongue out a little, jumping off the middle rope and heading into the center, looking up at the entrance ramp as she just--prepared for her opponent's arrival.

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Marlee waited backstage, limbering up and flexing her muscles as she prepared for her next match, the New Zealander feeling thoroughly confident at taking on her underweight opponent. She was clad in her classic orange leotard, coupled with long gloves and thigh-high boots. She smiled to herself. Her LAW career had been a little rocky of late - it was time to get some much needed momentum underway with a swift win!

Marlee Jackson

Her entrance music, Skillet - Sick of It, began blasting from the speakers and Marlee charged out from backstage, fists raised high to the sky as the crowds cheered. She whooped, struck a swift pose at the top of the ramp, before thundering down towards the ring, eager to get to grips with her next opponent.

Diving under the bottom rope, Marlee rolled neatly to her feet with a grin, and turned her gaze on her next opponent. The girl was all purple and black, like a gothy teenager. Marlee smirked.

"You ready to get this show underway, baby?" she quipped, hands on hips as she faced Heather down.

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Heather hummed to herself a little as she watched on the entrance ramp, eagerly awaiting the arrival of her opponent. As her music hit, Heather leaned back into the corner, a long breath coming from her mouth as she closely eyed Marlee's entrance.

She stuck her tongue out a little, the girl was definitely well fit, though she wasn't all that much bigger than her. It seemed to her that she just barely broke into the Heavyweight division. Not like that mattered, to Heather it still counted!

"Course I am! I'm fully ready to kick your butt!" She let out in response to her little opening line as she got into the ring, tapping her foot a couple times. "Though uh, I feel it's only fair to let you know, I've never been beaten by a Heavyweight! I'm on quite the streak and I dont plan on ending it now!"

Heather was nearly hopping in place, getting more and more pumped for the match, eyeing Marlee up and down, clearly not hiding that.

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Marlee smirked at Heather's boast about her heavyweight record, not missing the rather hungry looks her body was getting from the other wrestler. Well, if she wanted it, she was going to be up close and personal pretty soon.

"Well, hate to spoil the run," she quipped. "But I'm not really interested in being another number on your wall." Her smirk broadened into a smile as she examined Heather's lithe frame more closely. The girl certainly wasn't lacking some enticing curves herself. "I'll try and let you down easy, how about that?"

Marlee nodded to the referee, and as soon as the bell rang the heavyweight would rush across the space between them, trying to hit Heather in a collar-and-elbow tie up. From there she would try to use her greater size and strength to shove Heather back across the ring and into the corner, trying extert her dominance early in the match.

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"Well welll we'll have to see about that, yeah? Ahh and don't think of it like that! I definitely respect and remember the heavyweight girls that I've beaten! They've all been great so far!" She said, smiling and nodding a couple times as she let Marlee get a good glance of her body as well, sticking her tongue out a bit.

"Ahahaa I'm sure it'll be a good match regardless" She took a deep breath in and out, moving up to her as the match began, getting caught up in that tie up. She pushed against her, thinking she could test herself a bit against Marlee, but it was clear the girl had the strength to back her size for sure. She grit her teeth hard, her legs wobbling as she was pushed and slid back, squirming and wriggling before she was backed up more and more--then shoved back into the corner.

She let out a little grunt as she hit the corner, blinking a couple times as she looked at her, a little flustered laugh coming from her afterwards. "W-well I never said I thought it'd be easy."

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Marlee shoved relentlessly, using her strength to force the mouthy goth girl backwards until she managed to pin her opponent to the far turnbuckle. A smile crossed her lips as she held Heather in place. The curvy Kiwi pressed herself close, jamming her frame over Heather's in a dominant display.

"It'll be easy for me," she mocked, before suddenly taking a step back and swinging a savage chop squarely at Heather's breasts, hoping to keep her momentum rolling straight away.

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Heather clicked her tongue as Marlee pushed firmly against her, keeping her in place with those cocky words that she let out. She grumbled in her frustration, not exactly all too thrilled with the way the match was going to begin with. She shook her head, struggling in the corner with her as she shot a bit of a glare her way.

"Yeah? We'll see just how easy it is for you in a bit!" She let out before that chop rocked her chest hard. She yelled out at the stinging pain, doubling over and holding her chest as she breathed sharply through her teeth.

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The chop to Heather's breasts connected hard, a satisfying impact that echoed around the arena. With her opponent doubled over, Marlee wasted no time pressing her advantage.

"You've got a big mouth," she sneered. "But doesn't look like you can back it up."

And with that she wrapped one arm around Heather's head in a headlock, while hooking the other around the back over her opponent's knee. Then in a swift, snapping motion Marlee attempted to heave her opponent head over heels in a fisherman's suplex, hoping to paste the mouthy goth-girl into the canvas!

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Heather shook her head a little as she was holding at her chest from the stinging pain, whimpering out slightly at the taunting words that she was hammering into her mind. She just clicked her tongue to try and shake them off..but at the moment, she definitely needed to find some kind of space and time to recover herself before getting back into this.

A little yelp came from Heather as she felt that arm around her head, her eyes widening as she transitioned right into that fisherman suplex. She yelled out, flipped onto her back with that impressive snap motion, her body jolting hard as her back hit on the mat, letting out a loud yell from the pain of the impact!

She groaned out, sprawled if Marlee let go of her, just taking deep breaths in and out in her position.

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Marlee released her grip as soon as she felt Heather's body crash into the canvas, the damage done for the moment. Grinning triumphantly, the buxom New Zealander rolled onto her front and slithered back over to Heather, bringing her face above her opponents, looking down on her from just a few inches above.

"Nothing to say?" she enquired innocently. "That's okay, I don't think we need to hear any more from you. Why don't you just stay quiet." And with that she would attempt to grab Heather's wrists and pin them down, while at the same time shuffling forward and planting her chest squarely over Heather's face, attempting to smother the woman in her impressive cleavage!