The British Bombshells vs Upper Echelon (d)

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Standard Tag Match: Victory awarded by pin fall, submission, knockout, count out, or disqualification. Standard Tag rules apply

Tonight, Sandy White and Lilliana Anqitua, known together as Upper Echelon finally got their chance to make their debut. Previous reprimands from management had stifled their opportunities for tag action. The suits at LAW were wary of the way the two women treated other singles talent. But today they finally found competition that management felt comfortable putting them up against: The British Bombshells!

"I've been meaning to cut loose in a tag match for a while, now. So if you're gonna feed me some garbage about restraint, I don't wanna hear it." Sandy said to her tag partner as the two neared the arena.

"No protests, here. If we're going to put the tag division on notice, not holding back might be a good thing. Fight unhinged if you want, just make sure you don't throw any blows my way."" Lilliana answered.

Their team song would hit and the pair of towering amazons would arrive on cue. Normally, either of them already looked intimidating enough in their own right, but together, the two were quite imposing. Sandy flashed a sadistic smile and Lilliana bore a peeved yet condescending facial expression. She was wary of doing more than what needed to be done, tonight.

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But it wasn't like management was going to change their minds. Venting their frustrations on their opponents tonight might do them more harm than good. And the audience would be very vocal about rooting for them. Chants for the Bombshells could be heard when Upper Echelon took their place in the ring. Having already been worked up prior to coming out here, Sandy's scowl would deepen and she'd volunteer to start things off before the opposing team even made their entrance. Lilliana would shrug and take her place on the apron, and all attention in the stadium would shift to the entrance ramp as the anticipation of the opposing team's arrival began to climb!

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In the gorilla position, the British Bombshells Holly and Gemma were doing their final run of warmups. Gemma spread her stance and bent at the waist, stretching her spine long as she touched her bots. Holly, meanwhile, was limbering up by bouncing her buxom body up and down in her boots. Outside, they could hear the chants and cheers of the fans, already eager to see them. The chants made the Bombshells pause, and smile tenatively at one another.

It seemed the fans were willing to give the Bombshells one more chance to finally head out to the ring and make it theirs. Their entire careers together, Gemma and Holly had faced defeat, humiliation and complete and utter loss over and over again. Still, their fan base seemed to happy to cheer them on, the Brit's plucky attitudes apparently enough to convince them that maybe this would finally be their night. Taking deep breaths, the Bombshells tried to convince themselves.

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Coming out onto the entrance ramp, the girls were greeted with a solid applause. They each raise a hand to the air, with the other on their hips. After striking their pose, the Bombshells made their way down to the ring, smiling and waving for the fans. The entire time, however, they kept a wary eye on the women in the ring. This was Upper Echelon's tag team debut, so the Bombshells weren't entirely sure what to expect from their opponents. They certainly looked mean enough to give Gemma and Holly a hard time, they thought ...

Reaching the ring, Gemma and Holly pulled themselves up onto the apron, grabbing the bottom rope. They posed again there, stretching the leg they weren't resting on, while flexing the bicep of the arms that weren't holding the ropes. They flashed wide confident smiles to the fans. Neither Gemma nor Holly were exactly bodybuilders, but the fans seemed to appreciate the confident, playful posing.

"I'll take first crack at 'em, Hols," Gemma said, with a grin. Usually, Holly started things off. Considering their recent track record, however, the Bombshells were looking for a change in strategy. Wiping their boots as they came out of the photo op pose, Holly took to her corner (already taking the lace of the turnbuckle cover in hand), while Gemma stepped into the ring. She shook her arms and legs out, trying to still her pounding heart as she looked Sandy up and down. She gave a cocky wink to her opponent, as she waited for the opening bell to sound.

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Despite some recent hurdles in their career as a tag team, the crowd welcomed the Bombshells with cheers and praise. Holly and Gemma overcame their collective self-doubt and sought to get themselves back on track by winning a well-fought match, tonight! The buxom Holly Matheson and her enchanting tag partner Gemma Faraday smiled at each other before making their way down the ring.

Upper Echelon didn't seem to pay their opponents much mind. Whether or not they were taking the British pair too lightly, or simply going at this match like it was some sort of routine chore had yet to be seen. After Gemma and Holly entered the ring and posed, and accrued more reactions and praise. This began to spur within Sandy the desire to destroy the opposing team. Even without knowing that the Bombshells were struggling, seeing fans flock to them like this made them an easy target Upper Echelon could use to draw heat from the crowd.

When Gemma approached the Giantess Sandy White and sized her up before winking, the heavyweight took it as a sign of audacity! The bell still hadn't sounded. There was still time to mince words. Sandy would crack her knuckles before asking her legal in-ring opponent a question.

"Any hard feelings about getting squashed, tonight?"

Sandy paid close attention to the bell. The second it rang, she'd lash out at Gemma with a quick forearm smash aimed at the side of white-haired girl's head! Sandy hoped to floor her foe with a preemptive cheap shot! She hoped to catch Gemma in the middle of her reply/reaction!

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Gemma and Holly always looked a bit more at ease, when the fans were greeting them to the ring. The fact that, despite their series of rough losses, they could still draw that support from the crowd meant a lot to them. It helped to keep them going, knowing that there were still people showing up in hopes of seeing their girls pull off the big one. Of course, there was also a small contingent of fans that seemed to show up knowing the Bombshells' chances, but the pair tried not to think about that too much ...

Taking her spot on the ring apron, Holly turned to the fans. She flashed a bright smile, with a little wave, drawing a pop from some young men in the front row. Then, she took hold of the turnbuckle lace and gave her full attention to Gemma. "C'mon, Gems," she shouted, encouragingly, "let's show these ladies what they're up against!"

Gemma was impressed with their opponents, realizing just now the size advantage that she was giving up to Sandy White. Still, she told herself, she'd faced down bigger and badder in the ring. Maybe she hadn't totally walked away from those encounters, but still. Sandy's threats gave Gemma some energy, at the opportunity to get into her opponent's head with some smack talk.

"Well, Slagamuffin, I'd-ughn!" Gemma's reply got cut short hard, with a stiff forearm right to Gemma's face! The punky Bombshell reeled from the blow, staggering back, head rocked backward with some spittle flying from her lips. At ringside, Holly cringed as their fans jeered the cheap opening shot.

The referee responded by motioning for the bell, getting the match underway! Gemma shook her head, rocked but unwilling to give up. The Bombshell returned fire with a forearm strike of her own, aimed square for Sandy's ample chest. Feeling clobbered, Gemma's strike would lack precision and power, but the British Bombshell couldn't let the shot go unanswered!

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The Bombshells were indeed favored heavily despite their rough start at LAW. And it was that same favoritism that seemed to set Sandy off that much more. As she stood face to face with Gemma and looked down on her literally and figuratively, the blue heavyweight timed her cheap shot conveniently with an insult from Gemma.

"This Slagamuffin's gonna you and your partner on injury leave. Hope your insurance is paid up, chick!" Sandy roared as she began to step towards her reeling foe. The was just getting ready to make use of her long reach to grab a handful of the busty Miss Faraday's white locks. But just when she did, Gemma resisted! The audience roared in approval as she closed the gap, threw herself at Sandy, and landed a forearm of her own!

"Ugh!" White groaned and took a step back. She'd scowl at Gemma before catching herself and retaliating! Sandy hadn't anticipated a whole lot of resistance. But she was more than willing to throw hands! The Giantess would fire back by throwing a wide hook punch! She aimed to hit Gemma in the jaw and take her down! Should her strike connect, Sandy would stand over her downed foe. She'd chuckle sadistically and then look to Holly in the corner. Sandy would point to Holly before doing a cutthroat gesture! Whilst she drew a line across her own throat as a sign of things to come, Lilliana in Sandy's corner would roll her eyes, dismissing the action as needless bravado.

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"Rrrh," Gemma grunted, trying to shake off Sandy's attack, "you're not even worth the premiums, luv!" Gemma was putting on a brave face, but she could tell Sandy was a mean one. That was the kind of viciousness that the Bombshells would have to content with, tonight, if they were going to finally leave the arena with a win. However, Sandy clearly had other ideas, grabbing a fistful of Gemma's white locks!

"Hair pulling?" Gemma said, offended, as she rocked Sandy back with a forearm strike. "You squabbling little scag, I can't believe you did that! I should-" Gemma's rant was cut short, however, as Sandy's fist flew in and smacked her right across the jaw! Gemma spun around with the impact of the blow, a pained and bewildered expression on her face. Gemma's big eyes rolled back in her head, and she balanced her weight on one boot for a moment. Finally, however, she fell, flopping limply to the mat at Sandy's feet!

"Oooh~" Gemma moaned, mouth still wide open after the punch. The fans jeered, seeing the favorite go down to one solid punch to the jaw. Many hoped that Sandy hadn't just ruined Gemma's pretty face! Holly winced at ringside, not sure what to say. Sandy was standing over Gemma, who looked like she was barely conscious. Gemma was simly greatful she'd taken such a beating over the course of her career- a lesser girl would have been knocked out clean with a punch like that. Still, it was all Gemma could do to lie there, jaw slacked open, eyes wide, while she struggled to recover from the impact of that hard shot!

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After flooring beautiful Miss Faraday, the audience made it clear how they felt about Sandy and her actions. The Giantess' taunts elicited nothing but boos. She stood over a still and unmoving Gemma like a predator would over downed prey. Gemma seemed like she could have been done, but Sandy was far from it!

"You know, you actually talk a decent game. No one's hit me with the line about premiums. A shame ya don't fight as well as ya talk." She'd say in a gruff tone before rolling her shoulders and bending down to collect the white-haired middleweight from the mats. Sandy would grab hold of Gemma's arm and pull her up to her feet. She'd lean the smaller dazed wrestler against her own heavyweight frame and glance over to Gemma's tag partner, Holly, in the corner.

"You look awfully concerned for your girlfriend, here." White would assert before wrapping her long, strong arms around the legal woman. She'd try to hoist Faraday off her feet and into the air. Sandy would aim to lift her foe into a strong, gutwrenching Bearhug! If she managed to lock in the hold, the height difference between herself and her foe would see to it that Gemma was held high above the canvas. Sandy would bring Gemma close to her busty partner's reach, but not so close that Holly could make a tag.

"Why don't you get in here and help her out?!" The heavyweight brunette would jest in a mocking tone. She'd taunt Holly by keeping Gemma just out of reach. Sandy would prepare to jerk Gemma even further away in case Holly had tried to jump over the ropes to make a tag. All the while, the Giantess would grip her own forearms and tighten her embrace whilst visibly straining herself to squeeze the life out of Gemma!

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Gemma flopped on the mat like a fish after her one attempt to get up, the punky Bombshell rocked hard by that punch. 'No closed fists' was probably the most-broken rule of wrestling, if it even was a rule any more, but Gemma had never been rocked with a hard shot like that before! Wide-eyed and gasping, the Brit could only lie there and wait for whatever Sandy would do to her, next.

"Hgnn!" Gemma moaned, as Sandy's powerful arms wrapped around her slender waist and hoisted her up off the mat. Gemma hung limp in her arms a moment, head lulling lazily to one side, until Sandy clenched her hold into a malicious, merciless bearhug. Then, her light moans of discomfort became loud, pitiful cries of pain!

"Aaaaah! Aaaargh!" Gemma came alive then, her body compressed against Sandy's thick frame, the air being squeezed right out of her! Her arms flailed weakly, then increased in intensity as Sandy arrogantly walked her toward her partner. Gemma braced her firm legs around Sandy's thighs, desperately hoping to support herself a little bit, and mitigate some of the damage that the bigger woman was doing to her poor ribs, while toying with her.

"Come on, Gemma!" Holly cried out. In her desperation to save her partner, Holly didn't realize that Sandy was keeping the British Bombshells a comfortable distance apart. Instead, Holly reached out for the tag.

"Nnngh, please!" Gemma begged, pitifully. Holly was in a panic. If Sandy took Gemma out this quickly, what chance did she have of going it alone! With one desperate lunge, Holly nearly put herself over the top rope trying to tag Gemma's hand- only for Sandy to pull her back, to the crowd's loudly vocalized anger. In the process, Holly's ample chest bounced, and nearly came spilling out of her ring gear! Holly almost forgot about her partner, dangling awkwardly with the ring rope in her belly, both hands now focused on trying to stuff her generous bust back into place. Her face went beet red, her long black hair thankfully hiding some of her shame. Meanwhile, Gemma's arms would flop to her sides, her mouth agape, tears running down her face as dread and disappointment overtook her!

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Sandy's ploy to taunt Holly whilst keeping her partner captive in the ring succeeded spectacularly. While she worked away at Gemma's core with a mighty, vicegrip-like hug, she kept the legal Englishwoman just out of Matheson's reach, prompting Holly try and fail to extend her reach over the rope only to very nearly suffer an embarrassing wardrobe malfunction as well as a pratfall into the ring! The result was the brunette dangling haplessly on the ropes! It was a compromising position. One that made Holly look green in the ring. Such gestures upset Sandy. She'd laugh audibly at Holly's attempt at a tag even whilst holding Gemma up off her feet in the bearhug!

"HA! Look at this weakling? Did you just become a wrestler yesterday!?" The Giantess scoffed after turning her head and glancing behind her to witness Holly's struggle. She'd almost immediately return her attention to Gemma. Sandy would further take advantage of the size difference between herself and her dazed foe. The heavyweight would transition and wrap one arm around that tiny, cute waist of Gemma's. She'd then bend the arm of her free hand and cock back her fist in preparation to knock the wind out of Gemma's lungs with a stiff, hard right straight to the gut! If the punch connected, the audience would only be further angered as it would likely ensue in Gemma's legs coming off of Sandy's thighs and dangling nearly lifelessly above the canvas. Sandy had more than enough strength to keep the white-haired middleweight suspended in the air even with one arm.

If her blow connected, White would smile maliciously as she stood up straight after her punch and reapplied her Bearhug full-force! She'd give Gemma one quick, abrupt squeeze to send a jolt of pain throughout her core! Immediately after this, the blue-clad heavyweight wrestler would run towards her team's corner of the ring with the intent to sandwich Gemma between the corner and her own hard, formidable frame with a crushing and impactful Body Splash to further rob Gemma of breath and stamina! The Upper Echelon would continue living up to their team's moniker if Sandy managed to continue dominating and somehow place Gemma in an even more disadvantageous position: thoroughly damaged and stuck in the corner of two of LAW's premiere heavyweight Amazoness heels!!

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Holly's bum bounced on the top rope a moment, while the usually posh Brit struggled to keep herself from spilling over the rope and her generous bust from spilling out of her top! Finally, she squirmed back over the rope to the ring apron, where she steadied herself with one hand while pulling up her ring gear with the other. Holly's face was beet red, burning with shame after Sandy's insults, but totally lacking a retort. The truth was, for all the matches she and Gemma had been in, Upper Echelon was making them look like total amateurs, tonight!

Gemma, meanwhile, was even more miserable. A fit, sexy young wrestler with crowd-pleasing looks and athleticism, Gemma felt she'd come a long way from the geeky young girl who'd been bullied in school. In the ring right now, however, all of those memories came flooding back as the bigger, stronger Sandy made such easy work of bullying the Brit! Gemma gasped as Sandy loosened her hold, panting heavily and leaning back ... not even realizing the target that was being presented in her toned belly!

"Hhhhuhggnnnnnn!" Gemma moaned loudly, as Sandy's fist sank into her belly and knocked the wind out of her! Gemma's eyes rolled back in her head and her body went slack. Her soft figure sank into Sandy's, her boots dangling just above the mat as the fight was knocked right out of the white-haired steampunker. Holly, at ringside, was pulling at her hair in a panic, while the fans jeered Sandy's manhandling of the pretty young Brit! Some began to clap and cheer for Gemma, hoping they could rally the white-haired Bombshell back to life.

"Aaaaieeeee!!" Gemma wailed, her only sign of life coming as Sandy clamped the bearhug back on and gave a rough compression of Gemma's slender body that she had no power to resist. Gemma's legs kicked around Sandy's sides in agony, until Sandy charged forward and squashed Gemma against the turnbuckle.

"N-no ... NO!" Gemma writhed against Sandy's body, grinding against her a bit while her limbs weakly flailed at her sides. Gemma realized with wide-eyed horror exactly where she was, right between the Amazonian members of Upper Echelon, battered and in no shape to defend herself!