Allison "Avalanche" Ford Vs Tara "The Belly Stretcher" Jaeger

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Belly Match
Victory Conditions: Gained by either pin, KO, or submission from the opponent after an attack targeting the midsection of the opponent
Standard match rules apply.

Allison was in the locker room, finishing the final set of warm-ups. The woman about to go against her today was one of the top-names in LAW, Tara Jaeger aKa The Belly Stretcher. The astonishing part was that she had managed to defeat the current Middleweight Champion, Kyoko Akan fair and square in a match and really did a number on her belly there. Now, Kyoko was a woman Allison really admired and it didn't look good to see her on the losing side, but at the same time, that match had instilled a sense of respect for the Belly Stretcher, who ironically is now part of the stable that is led by Kyoko.

If there was a match which would make waves and put her on the radar of the more established superstars, it would be this one. Because she would not only be competing against Tara Jaeger, but also against the right-hand woman of the Belly Queen and the member of the most fear-inducing stable in LAW at present.She could not mess this up. Win or Lose, Allison knew that she had to perform well and go the distance in a match which was probably more suited to her opponent.

It was not going to be a vanilla standard match that Allison would be competing in against Tara here, but rather a Belly Match, a version of the Belly Submission Match that Tara had defeated Kyoko in. Now this wasn't the raven-haired woman's first rodeo when it came to matches like this, having competed and won a match with this stipulation before. But that was against a rookie and Allison had steamrolled through her. This was different. This was the real deal; an opportunity to prove the mettle of her and her belly against a specialist of these matches.

She would casually walk into the Gorilla position, and focus her sight on the curtains, taking a deep breath to compose herself and prevent unnecessary thoughts from creeping up her mind. Though in general, Allison had a more chilled and relaxed nature, she was completely laser-focused today, relishing the prospect of fighting against one of the best of LAW.

Entrance Music

Her music would hit and that being her cue, she would walk out in a strut, scanning the wild crowd with a smirk playing on the lips. The beat and drop of the music was matched by the fans alike who cheered for her and started to chant her moniker. This was definitely what Allison hoped for when thinking about competing in big promotions and make a statement. A sense of elation washed over her, which reflected in her posture and body-language, seemingly looking bolder than ever!

Entrance Attire

In her trademark fashion, Allison would pull the lapels of her jacket apart to reveal her toned physique, sending the fans into raptures. She didn't stop there and would mount the steel steps while spotting a few crowds members and wink at them before proceeding into the ring. The fans were clearly in awe of the spectacle she had put and the way they had reacted, giving such a big pop at her entrance, only solidified her belief that her career was certainly moving on the right track.

Wrestling Attire

The music slowly faded away, and so did the wild chorus of the crowd, anticipating the entry of her opponent any moment now and so did Allison, who had her chocolate-brown eyes trained at the curtains, awaiting the impending arrival of Tara, while limbering up....

[Bare]

Tara took a deep breath in preparation for her next match against one Allison Ford. A relatively new name in LAW but one that was quickly rising up the rankings being placed against herself who... admittedly was falling a bit. Mostly after her loss to Kate but it was only serving as motivation for Tara to want to make her mark by putting a halt on this rising start. Securing her gear on and finishing her preparations Tara would take a final preparatory breath before her music began to place.

Spoiler

Coming out from the back and posing proudly before the crowd to a mixed response that was filled mostly with boos due to her allegiance with Kyoko and recent descent into heelishnes along with the belly queen. Turning and walking down the ramp with a strut in her stride she would keep chest back and abs out, putting them on fully display for the cameras and crowd who cheered loudly in response to that at least, especially in her new ring gear.

Spoiler

Upon reaching the ring she would turn and look out over where she just came from, leaning back against the ropes and sliding her fingers down her abs as if for a tease show before stepping through the ropes and into the ring. Looking over at her opponent Tara would narrow her eyes a bit. Pictures didn't do Allison justice, she was a physical specimen and out of the gate Tara knew she'd be no easy challenge.

But if nothing else she could at least be grateful that this was a belly match which suited her experience, but it was going to be hell to break down abs like her opponents. Opting not to talk to her opponent before the match Tara would head straight to her corner, leaning against it and waiting for the bell to ring to start this match off!

[Hitman45]

Soon, Allison's opponent would make her entrance, albeit to a rain of boos; which was understandable considering her current affiliations. But Allison didn't look into it too much. Even though she was well-received by the people, it didn't mean that the ones who took the heat were looked down upon by her. Infact, some of the past and current superstars she admires and respects are heels. And in terms of fighting ability, they weren't at all inferior to the "BabyFaces" of the company. So Allison's focus was squarely on her opponent and the match.

As Tara approached closer to the ring, Allison could see that there were noticeable changes about her from the time she fought Kyoko. For one, she seemed to have put on some extra muscle, looking even more ripped and shredded. There was almost negligible fat on her body at present. Her hair had grown on the side, as compared to before when she maintained hair only on the top. And Finally, the most striking change out of all was her outfit, moving away from the comfy sporty look to a more regal, medieval-esque gear. Overall, her appearance had changed drastically and Allison did not mind at all, because Tara was still looking as ravishing and confident as ever

But when Tara would climb to the apron and lean against the ropes to tease the audience with her ripped abs, a deep shade of red crept up Allison's cheeks, eyes going wide to see them in all their glory. The six-pack sported by the Belly-Stretcher looked out of this world, so well scuplted and defined. The raven-haired woman was now itching to get her hands on them but she had to be patient. The stipulation of this match meant that the whole fight was all about bellies and she would get plenty of chances to work on it during the bout.

Tara finally settled into her corner in a focused demeanor, and by the looks of it, she was ready for some action, just like Allison, who rapid shook her head ro relieve herself from the thoughts about Tara's amazing abs and choosing to limber up slightly before the bell rang.

DING, DING, DING!!

The fight had begun and Allison would budge first, trudging out of her corner to the centre of the ring and wait for Tara and as usual, she wouldn't initiate the opening exchanges, being content to sit back and respond to her opponent's movements.

[Bare]

Staring across the ring at her opponent Tara would admit the woman was going to be no easy challenge. Ripped, tall, clearly confident, they were the tell tale signs of a difficult foe and if her experience with Kate was anything to go off of she knew she couldn't take Allison lightly for even a moment. Granted there was no personal beef hanging between them, so perhaps that would help with Tara keeping focused.

Regardless it would seem that Allison was moving forward first but refraining from doing anything more than that meaning she was putting the ball in Tara's court. 'Well fine then.' Tara thought to herself as she darted forward a bit faster than Allison, bringing her hands up as if she were about to lock up with the woman, only to pull back at the last moment while jutting her knee up and forward, intending to try and drive a knee strike right into the woman's stomach out of the gate!

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Allison strode languidly to the centre, taking her sweet time in doing so. She wasn't one to come flying off the block and going gung-ho from the beginning, preferring to wait and react to her foe's offense. Different thoughts cropped up her mind, as to how this match would go. Would they start off like a normal match, before going at each other's bellies, or will their bellies would be the sole bearers of the blows tonight? How would Tara start off? How far both of them were willing to go to get the win?

One of those questions would be answered when Tara wouldn't respond in kind, not walking to meet Allison at the centre of the ring, but charging at her from the corner. Immediately her arms were raised, seeing as the Belly-Stretcher's movements indicated as though she was going for a lock-up, just like one of the many matches she had been part of till now. Though that would prove to be just a decoy, instead like a concealed dagger, Tara managed to connect her knee with Allison's unsuspecting gut.

"Oooff! That's a great way to make an introduction..." Allison staggered a couple of steps back, rubbing the area where the knee made contact, the sting of the hit getting a light groan out of her. But Allison wasn't one to back down and immediately leapt to hit her head with a Spinning Kick using her right leg aimed at Tara's mug, but she already had a contingency in mind. It was almost certain that Tara would evade this strike, half-expecting Allison to retaliate the way she did. So, should the strike to her face miss, Allison intended to chain it to a Superkick with her left leg this time, right at her abified stomach!

[Bare]

Tara smirked deviously as she managed to connect her knee with Allison's gut, knocking the air from the woman and sending her stumbling back a bit. As expected the method behind the impact worked like a charm, surprising the woman and leaving her totally vulnerable. As expected from someone new to the ring, especially belly matches like this and that's where Tara's biggest advantage would come from.

As she moved in to try and capitalize however she would see it would not be so easy. Faster than she expected Allison recovered and darted towards her, swinging her leg around as she did so. 'Shit!' Tara thought to herself as she ducked down to avoid the swinging leg, however in her haste to avoid one potentially bad move she left herself open to one that was even worse as a superkick blasted into her stomach!

"Guh!" Tara cried out in pain, forced back a few feet by the blow before dropping to one knee, holding her stomach while glaring Allison's way in response. "Ngh... clever girl..." Tara growled out before pushing up and darting towards Allison again. At the last moment Tara would try and duck and dart past Allison, trying to get behind her and wrap her arms around the woman's waist before pulling back, trying to go for a german suplex!

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As expected, Tara managed to get out of harm's way from the kick immediately in reply to the Belly-Stretcher's knee, but she appeared to not expect another kick coming fast right after the first one and thus she took the full force of it, involountarily creating a bigger gap between them from the blow and even falling onto her knee.

Allison may have been wearing boots, but that didn't stop her from feeling the bumps and valleys of Tara's proper sculpted abdomen, each abdominal looking inshape and sturdy to withstand a lot of punishment, which was necessary considering this match was all about bellies. The Belly Stretcher was truly a physical specimen and thus Allison was itching to get her hands on them properly as the match progressed.

"Well, I aim to please.." Allison said to Tara's sly comment before she rushed at her. Bracing for another belly attack, Allison took guard to protect it, only for Tara to get behind her and slam her backwards for a German Suplex! "Auuughhh...." A cry escaped her lips as her head connected with the mat.

But Allison was determined to not hit the ground so early and give the Belly-Stretcher another opening. So, as her head hit the mat, Allison used the momentum to propel her legs back and touch the mat to roll away, getting to the ropes. She would get back from the smooth motion and lean against the cables with one arms nursing the back of her neck from eating the Suplex, her head still ringing; while the other was wrapped around the top-rope.

[Bare]

Wanting to set an example in the early goings of the match Tara was looking to deal some major damage and while this may be a belly match she was not limited just to belly based attacks, and there was no better way to deal damage then a big throw or slam.

As such Tara moved right past Allison, taking advantage of the fact that she was likely expecting more belly related offense to wrap her arms around the woman's waist and pull back for a sudden and strong German suplex! One that seemed to rock Allison, or so Tara thought.

But before she could do anything else she felt the woman's waist leave her grasp suddenly along with the sound of movements. Immediately rolling over and pushing herself to her feet she spotted Allison draping herself over the ropes, still up, but looking at least somewhat winded. Narrowing her eyes slightly Tara would run forward, trying to leap up as she neared to try and lift her knee up and slam a running knee strikes directly into Allison's stomach!

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It may have looked like the Suplex didn't do much to hurt Allison, who was still on feet against the topes. But that was just the outside perception because her head and neck were struck pretty hard and she would have stayed down, if not for her intention of staying up for as long as possible to avoid giving Tara any free shots so early in the match, which, considering her calibre could prove to be fatal.

As she was in the midst of alleviating the discomfort, shaking her head and rubbing the back of her neck, a knee, from the corner of her eye started to approach her leaning frame faster and faster and, before she could react, a sharp gasp escaped her lips from the knee of the Belly-Stretcher connecting squarely with her gut!

"Hhaahh!..." Allison's knee buckled from the sudden advent of hurt as her toes curled, trying their best to not double over. These were the times, when a set of sturdy abs came to the fore and although she was caught off-guard, unable to flex her abs to their best, the outcome could have been worse had she sported a flat stomach.

"Kchhh....Argh..." her hand, still hung over the top-rope, was holding her crouched form up at the moment with a low groan emitting out of the raven-haired woman. But, this was also a moment to pay Tara back, who was surely expecting Allison to keel over. Gnashing her teeth hard, Allison, one hand over her stomach would strike using her other arm, aimed at the midsection of Tara for a shot and immediately follow it up by springing up to catch her jaw with an Uppercut!

[Bare]

Tara had Allison on the ropes now, literally with the tall woman clinging to them to hold herself up right and looking rather winded and hurt still. Perfect for Tara to try and take advantage of as she broke out into a run and leapt up, driving a knee strike square into Allison's gut as she did so! Smirking proudly as she did this Tara would land back on her feet and take a couple of steps backwards, waiting for Allison to collapse from the blow.

Only she didn't. Nearly gasping in shock as Allison managed to stay standing Tara would growl softly to herself and approach, determined to bring this bitch down to the mat no matter what. However she walked quite literally into a sudden gut punch from the woman! "Ngh!" Tara grunted out in pain as she near enough doubled over, just enough for Allison to then swing a fist straight up into her jaw with an uppercut!

"Gah!" Tara cried out in pain, swinging up and nearly collapsing backwards from the blow. Nearly. Having backed up a few steps she managed to reclaim her footing before too long before levying her searing gaze towards Allison.

"Bitch!" Tara shouted, approaching the woman on admittedly unsteady legs, trying to grab Allison by the shoulders and pulling her away from the ropes before pushing her down and throwing one of the Avalanche's arms over her neck, grabbing one of the woman's legs and lifting it up before trying to throw herself backwards to try and land a fisher woman's suplex!