Well... Perhaps a lightweight will be a bit easier to deal with? Sandra had expected the worst when it came to every match She was scheduled for; as She had fared miserably in just about every aspect of Wrestling. Hardly able to even get a single move out, it seemed She had been relegated completely to being tossed into the ring whenever somebody needed a easy win. A demoralizing fact for sure, but Sandra couldn't entirely be free of blame Herself; Having hardly studied or trained when She had the free time to, She was still struggling to pick up on the most basic of concepts to help keep Herself on Her feet in the ring. Spoiler
Standing in the corner of the ring opposite from the entrance ramp, Sandra already stood nervously awaiting Her opponent. Her thighs squished together and hand grasping Her wrist made Her look like She was expecting to be scolded- Hardly the demeanour She should have if She was expecting to make an impression within a wrestling ring. But Sandra just couldn't help it- She was so out of Her element with all the eyes of the arena on Her and was visibly shaking. Despite not being given an entrance She was at least provided the information that She would be going up against a lightweight competitor.
In the back of Her mind She thought up what strategy if any could *potentially* be employed against somebody like that... Perhaps squishing Her? Or was that a profoundly stupid idea? Well She wouldn't have long to think on it as suddenly, the entryway lit up for the arrival of somebody deserving to be announced...
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Cleophée was winning one after another and luck was smiling on her. Everything seemed to be going well for her, her popularity continued to rise and nothing seemed to stop her... Except for one detail. She had never won against a heavyweight, which was normal because of the weight difference between a lightweight and a heavyweight, but to show everyone that she was not just another lightweight.
Fortunately, luck allowed her to have a match against a heavyweight! From what she had seen, Sandra was not a very strong woman, nor even very skilled and technical. But the slightest move or blow she received could be fatal to her. She had to be methodical, think before each attack and above all show how amazing she could be! Cléophée
Theme
She came out of her locker room after her warm-up and waited in front of the ramp, letting her theme lay the foundations of her instrumentals before finally showing herself on stage when the vocals finally began. The Frenchwoman continued to walk with a big smile, looking and greeting all the audience around her while walking towards the ring with the same hip swing as in her first match.
The little Ysé arrived in front of the ring in about thirty seconds and passed between the ropes to find herself in the ring, greeting the spectators once again and winking at the main camera before letting her theme stop and look at her opponent. As she suspected, Sandra was a woman who seemed to be a beginner... And as her mother said, the look is a materialization of one's personality. The lightweight proudly puffed out her bust and walked towards her opponent, holding out her hand for a friendly handshake before the start of this match.
"Let's give it our best shot, Miss Thomas ! Don"t underestimate me because i'm a lightweight, ok ?~ "
As expected, Her opponent's entrance contained all the glitz and glamour that should be expected from a spectacle such as a wrestling match on such a grand scale. The mere fact that there was this much effort put into presenting Cleophée so well was telling enough. Sandra stood like a statue in Her corner as She eyed Cleophée entering the ring with a charming smile etched across Her face. She was a little taller than Sandra but noticeably lighter; at least Sandra wouldn't have to expect to be overpowered like so many of Her matches before...
Reaching out for a handshake, Cleo gave out a charming introduction and even knew Sandra's last name! Sandra was unsure if feeling eased by this friendly gesture was a good or bad thing; It could just be even more humiliating once... Well...
"Th-thanks, you- have fun too.."
..."You too"? Even as the words passed through Sandra's lips She realized how absolutely ridiculous they sounded. Perhaps being surrounded by as many audience members as She was had put the Heavyweight on edge, but She still managed to break Her hand free for a limp handshake with Her opponent.
*DING DING!*
Practically as soon as the handshake ended the bell was rung, slightly catching Sandra off guard as She stepped backwards from Cleophée as if She was a wild animal! Sandra had no idea how to judge Her character, would She get to business right away or take Her time? In either case Sandra stared uneasily as Her uneven footing made it abundantly clear She was already nervous for what came next! Would She be able to hold off whatever Cleo had in mind?
The two wrestlers exchanged a friendly handshake and although the match had not yet started, Cleophée noticed that she felt much more comfortable than her opponent. The wrestler in front of her seemed hesitant and afraid of the lightweight, she was taller certainly but not enough to inspire terror, especially against a size like Sandra's. The Frenchwoman simply smiled before releasing her opponent's hand to step back.
"Of course I'm going to have fun~"
DING DING
The bell rang to announce the start of this match and Cleophée took the first action, walking towards her opponent with her fists raised. She was not used to fighting against this kind of opponent who had little self-confidence but her intuition told her to take the actions and initiatives... All while testing herself and her opponent!
If she had her fists clenched and raised towards her face it was not for nothing, she wanted to know if she was strong enough to hurt the heavyweight with her strikes and although her legs were more powerful, she preferred to send two punches directly to the brunette's stomach before quickly moving away from Sandra, trying to avoid the worst if her blows did no damage.
Sandra's footing remained loose as She stepped back- all the while Cléophée stepped forward with Her fists raised! Sandra looked with a expression of worry and curiosity- S-she wouldn't really just hit Her would She?
"S-w-wait I mean I-"
Cléo simply kept advancing despite Sandra's fumbled attempts to dissuade Her! The Brunette's breathing was getting faster as She didn't know at all how to react properly before suddenly-
*WHAP! WHAP!*
Cléophée's fists landed in double succession against Sandra's belly, cushioning against Her skin deeply and sinking in! Sandra couldn't muster out the yelp Her instincts called for, instead being forced to bellow out a hollow exhale as the force blew the wind out of Her!
"a- aa.."
Cléophée stepped back to observe the reaction; or perhaps expected some kind of retaliation from the brunette! Unfortunately the only reaction She received was Sandra dropping down to Her knees and clutching Her aching belly... Sandra's mouth remained wide open as She attempted to heave some air into Her lungs, perhaps She hadn't expected the smaller Woman to punch so hard!
Cleophée's foot crashed against Sandra's stomach, forcing the brunette to sigh in pain before falling to her knees... As Cleophée began to jump back to gain some distance! The Frenchwoman was still on guard but lowered it slightly when she saw her opponent already on the ground, had she become extremely strong or was her opponent... Not very resistant?..
"Hmm... That's quite embarrassing.."
This was the first heavyweight that Cleophée had faced, if we forget her big sister and her mother who were both strength monsters. The Frenchwoman took advantage of her opponent's position to attack her again, finding herself behind Sandra to wrap her thighs around the heavyweight's face and squeeze her with all her strength in a Reverse Headscissor!
Sandra clutched Her stomach and attempted to swallow Her dry throat to continue breathing properly- Her body made the conscious effort to look up and perhaps get off Her knees, but before much movement could occur, the brunette found Herself simply watching as Cléophée's thighs wrapped around Her face!
"MM-MMHHNFF!!!"
Wh-what was going on?! Sandra's hands raised up in an attempt to feel against Cléophée's thighs and motion for space, but to no avail! It seemed Cléo was completely intent on squeezing out Sandra in a quick and decisive manner! Sandra attempted to dig against Her opponent's thighs and pry out enough space for Her to lose the pressure, but the rookie jobber had very little clue of how the hold even got on Her in the first place! Her lower body squirmed and kicked aimlessly outwards as She continued to feebly communicate Her discomfort to Cléophée!
"MMFF!! MMFFFFF!!!"
It was situations like this that made Sandra ashamed to have even walked out to the ring in what She had to wear- Her ass jiggled against the canvas with each stomp from Her feet and unfitting underwear no doubt left very little up to the imagination! In Her mind She pleaded to not have to endure this any longer, this was just embarrassing!
Unlike her older sister or her mother, Cleophée didn't really have an opinion on people weaker than her or jobbers. She knew that her older sister, Britanny, hated these people more than anything for wasting her time and preventing her from having fun... While her mother, Aliénor, enjoyed every humiliation and moment of dominance. They were two very different paths and little Ysé was beginning to understand both points of view.
As she squeezed her thighs tighter and tighter to force her opponent to have his face almost stuck against her buttocks, Cleophée thought about which path she was going to take. It's true that fighting women stronger than her was boring, it wouldn't help her become stronger or achieve her goal, that of being the best lightweight in LAW... But at the same time, she had this chance to show how strong she could be, she could be dominant like her mother and prove that she wasn't just anyone.
"Hmmm..."
The White Giantess had been thinking for a good fifteen seconds and after finding a conclusion, she released her hold to release her opponent and got up almost immediately. This match... Would have no other goal than to prove her strength! She could be criticized if she finished this match so quickly with submission holds but not if the little lightweight showed that she was capable of using power moves worthy of a powerhouse! That was her path, her big sister's style with her mother's mentality!
She looked at Sandra silently and asked her to get up with a sign with her fingers and a big smile. She knew she was able to hurt the brunette heavyweight with kicks but now she had to know if her arms and legs were able to support the weight of her opponent!
Sandra continued to suffer the undignified hold for a while longer, feeling Her energy starting to suffer as Her dull moans and flailing arms became weaker and weaker- That was until finally, Cléophée ended the hold, allowing Sandra to crash unfocused against the ring! It took a few seconds of laying with Her head down, groaning lightly before Sandra's eyes maintained a focused view- Blinking slowly as She inhaled and exhaled in a exasperated manner.
"hnnuh... hnuh?"
Staring up, Sandra was greeted by the smiling and rather cheerful looking Cléophée who was beckoning Her up to Her feet in a gesture that while sincere; came off more intimidating to Sandra. The fact Cléo had so easily dispatched Her without even any resistance shown and was now smiling about it made Sandra feel... completely worthless in the ring. Her stupid wrestling attire and the idea She was at all considered to be "Competition" to anyone feeling like a cruel joke- And one that had yet to truly reach its punchline.
"Nnnng... S-stop.."
Sandra began finding Her way to Her shaky feet, stepping awkwardly around as She continued to clutch Her abdomen tightly- Her expression was both flustered and annoyed; Perhaps pleading Cléo to stop embarrassing Her more than anything. Sandra groaned and simply stared at Cléo- Hunched over in pain and looking almost completely submissive, the brunette's mind had hardly even conjured up any sort of offense or counter to the blonde!
Even though Cleophée knew she was much better than Sandra, she still remained focused on her opponent to analyze each of her movements and facial expressions. Maybe in reality the brunette was hiding a huge potential and pretending to be weak!...
"Hmm... Nope!~"
But no, Sandra really looked bad and maybe she would even give up this match if Cleophée went too strong. Little Ysé sighed and went back on the attack, rushing towards her opponent in a few seconds thanks to her great speed and throwing herself on Sandra to push the heavyweight back with a shoulder blow on the bust then to follow up with a belly punch when her feet touched the ground!
