Dana Ashford vs. AJ Swann - Looming Danger

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Standard Match
Victory Conditions: Gained by either pin, KO, or submission from the opponent.
Normal rules apply.

Another night for Dana, and another match for her to fight in. Despite her age, she could never get tired of being in a match, thinking of herself as someone who was born for wrestling. It was her true passion, and there would be no one could dispute that. The sheer hostility and hate that the crowd seethed whenever she did something malicious and overall nastiness was like a balm to her ears, and she could never get tired of it. And tonight, much to her pleasant surprise, she would be facing someone who was far below her weight class, which surely would give her the opportunity to indulge in her well-known sadism.

Already clad in her shoulderless and strapless leopard-print leotard, Dana waited for her cue to make her entrance at the gorilla position. Despite her age, she had quite an irresistible figure fitting for a mature woman such as her. Despite gaining heat from the crowd, Dana was well aware of her own appeal to the crowd, and she was looking forward to show it to everyone what she was made of. And she didn't have to wait for too long for that, as her entrance song, Birth of a New Witch, was played, signalling that it was about time for her to make her entrance.

Dana Ashford

Strutting down the ramp, the crowd showered her with a mixture of cheers and boos, which was normal for someone like her. Dana smiled serenely, which was fitting for her well-known moniker, the Smiling Demon. Making sure to show off her mature figure to the crowd, she headed over to the ring, and once she arrived, she leaned against the apron, once again giving the crowd something to enjoy before climbing it up, entering the ring where she continued to be showered in cheers and boos from the crowd.

Rolling her shoulders upon entering, Dana would then head over to a corner, and she would lean against it. Still having a smile on her face, she looked at the direction of the entrance to see her opponent making her appearance. She was looking forward to see her opponent, and depending on what she would see, she would enjoy this match and give herself another victory under her belt.

[AlyAdmirer]

As she watched the monitor, AJ couldn’t help but wonder who on the booking department she had managed to piss off, and how she had managed to do so in such a short time.

Eight inches.

Sixty pounds.

That’s what she was giving up to the woman she was facing tonight.

That’s a six, with a zero behind it. Just to be clear.

“The Hardcore Heartbreaker” swallowed down her nerves. She had never backed down from a fight in her entire life, and tonight wasn’t going to prove to be the first time. She doubted anyone watching would give her much of a chance tonight, and that probably went double for the woman who would be across the ring for her.

Well, they were gonna be in for a surprise…

At last, a feminine voice broke through a growing wall of reverb…

"Anybody tell you I'm a fighter?
Wanna start a fire, I'm the lighter,
If you think you burn bright, I burn brighter,
Never tire,
Did they tell you I'm a fighter?"

Spoiler

Spoiler

Sumo Cyco’s “Fighter” was AJ Swann’s cue, and as vocals joined the sonic assault of the guitars, “the Hardcore Heartbreaker” burst onto the stage to a raucous roar of approval. She was dressed in a white sports-bra top and matching bikini briefs, the bottoms supported by a thin, crooked red belt and sporting a bright red lipstick kiss mark on the right cheek. Located directly in the center of her modest bosom, meanwhile, was a red cartoon heart--cracked slightly at the top, and dripping blood from the bottom. The rest of her ensemble consisted of a pair of black gloves, the upper side adorned with a skeletal print, a crimson bandana tied tight but-not-too-tightly around her right wrist, torn and tattered red fishnets, as well as red pads and boots.

The bluenette’s head bobbed along to the beat, her weight repeatedly shifting from her left foot to her right and back again, AJ beginning to smile as the cheers grew in intensity. And as those cheers grew louder, so too did the adrenaline coursing through Swann’s veins begin to pump more intensely. Losing herself to the rush, AJ raced down the aisle, diving under the bottom rope and sliding to a halt on her knees. Remaining in that posture, the Canadian’s hips continued to rock with the music, Swann throwing up a double set of horns with each hands and extending her tongue in a display that would’ve made Gene Simmons green with envy.

Pushing up from her knees, Swann’s eyes met her foes as she moved toward her corner, the smaller girl trying with all her might to keep any sign of trepidation from showing on her features. Sue, AJ was in for an uphill climb this evening, but she was determined to come out on top tonight, or to leave every ounce of fight in her body on the canvas in the attempt.

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Seeing her opponent for the first time, Dana couldn't help but smile a bit more, thinking that this would be her opportunity to indulge herself in her own interest. Watching the girl making her entrance, the seasoned veteran crossed her arms under her ample chest, keeping her eyes on the girl as she made her way into the ring. The girl seemed to be maintaining a brave look, which was nice. Breaking down a bright-eyed little girl was something that Dana enjoyed the most.

Soon, the referee called for both wrestlers to the center of the ring. Dana would tower over her opponent, and she gave her opponent a laidback smile, seemingly trying to put a harmless appearance before her. "Oh my, I hope you are ready..." Dana said in her gentle tone, which she also used to make herself appear innocuous. "And please try to take it easy with me, I'm no spring chicken anymore, you know?" She said in joking tone, making fun of her own age as she would wait for the match to begin.

[AlyAdmirer]

AJ tilted her head up to meet Dana’s gaze. “Oh, I’m always ready,” the bluenette replied, sounding more confident than many a lightweight wrestler would in her boots, and certainly more confident than she actually felt. “And trust me, babe: I only know one gear.”

Whether her bravado had done anything to convince Dana that she might be in a fight this evening was, at best, debatable. Hell, as much as the crowd might want to see her win tonight, Swann was sure few of them, if any, were actually giving her much of a chance to.

But she believed. And as long as she believed, she had a chance.

The bell sounded. Now, most lightweights would likely deal with a woman like Dana cautiously. They would hesitate to lock up. They would try to dodge or avoid, or no doubt frustrate. But that wasn’t the Hardcore Heartbreaker’s style at all. Hoping she might be able to catch the mature veteran by surprise, AJ charged forward, jumping into a forearm shiver launched at Ashford’s chest.

[PrinceArjuna332]

Still retaining her smile, Dana prepared herself for the match. Soon, the bell was sounded, signifying the start of the match. The mature veteran prepared herself to launch her attack, but it seemed that AJ was quicker than her in that regards as she went to deliver forearm attack right into her chest, causing those ample breasts to shake upon impact. She grimaced, taking the blow which sent her reeling.

"Uurghh!!"

Still, it wouldn't take Dana too long to recover as she would step forth, extending out her arm in order to deliver a short-ranged lariat, hoping to take her younger and smaller opponent down, looking to stop her momentum and give herself an advantage over her in this match

[AlyAdmirer]

AJ had been in this business long enough to know that the very best she could have hoped for with her forearm shot was staggering the much bigger woman, and in that aim, her attack had been a success. But she also knew that Dana would try to get back on the attack every bit as quickly, so the lariat that the curvaceous blonde threw her way also came as no surprise, allowing the Hardcore Heartbreaker to duck under the would-be scythe…

She might have had some success with that forearm, but the bluenette understood that she had little hope of exchanging shot for shot with Ashford. She also understood that whatever shots she did throw would be well served by having some extra momentum behind them, so when she ducked under that lariat, AJ promptly straightened up and raced into the ropes behind her opponent.

Dana was already turning around when Swann shot off the cables, now with a full head of steam propelling the Hardcore Heartbreaker back at Ashford. Leaping off her feet, AJ parted her stems to straddle Dana’s midsection once her body slammed into the blonde’s, Swann hoping to ride her opponent down to the mat with a Thesz press.

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After taking the forearm strike from AJ, Dana tried to retaliate with a lariat, but her smaller opponent managed to duck under her extended arm and proceeded to run towards the ropes, rebounding from them in order to return back to her. Turning around to keep her eyes on AJ, Dana prepared herself for what her opponent would do next, widening the gap between her legs and planting her feet on the mat in order to keep her balance in preparation to take AJ on.

Seeing AJ leaping up into the air for a Lou Thesz press, Dana would hold out both her arms, looking to catch AJ in midair. As she planned to keep her balance in order to prevent herself from being taken down, she would try to catch her opponent and quickly put her in a crushing bearhug. Due to her size and overall physical strength, the bearhug that she would muster on AJ would be quite crushing if she managed to catch her in action.

[AlyAdmirer]

One hundred and sixteen pounds slammed into a soft, curvaceous, one hundred and seventy-six pound wall… and, to AJ Swann’s impending horror, that wall was barely staggered. While AJ’s legs had done exactly as she had planned, slipping around the mature blonde’s hips, Dana’s arms encircled the Hardcore Heartbreaker’s waist and tightened—swiftly and painfully. The constriction of the blonde’s arms instantly forced AJ’s ankles to cross behind Ashford’s back, the bluenette locking in a snug—but hardly debilitating—bodyscissors that was more about trying to absorb some of the pressure of the bearhug than it was about causing damage to Dana.

Another pulse of Ashford’s arms pushed a soft moan out of AJ’s pouty lips. Things could hardly have taken a more disastrous turn so early in the match for the Hardcore Heartbreaker. Swann’s best chance at scoring the upset hinged on her being able to push the pace, to strike Dana quickly and slip away to safety even quicker. And now, she found herself in the mature American’s clutches, Ashford now with the opportunity to wring a little of the fight and the stamina out of AJ’s body. And perhaps more than a little, if she could keep her trapped like this for any amount of time. Knowing she had to act, the bluenette began to raise quaking arms, doing everything in her power to ignore the increasing pressure around her midsection, AJ’s modest bosom being pancaked by Dana’s more abundant blessing. If she could get her arms up, and fashioned into elbow, perhaps she could earn her freedom with an ear ringer…

IF she could get her arms up.

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Now that Dana managed to catch AJ in her bearhug, pressing her own busty figure against the smaller woman's, she would give her body a squeeze, looking to weaken her with the hold. Still, AJ displayed her defiance by trying to pull her arms out from the constriction, and Dana knew what the smaller woman was planning with those.

"Oh my... so eager to be freed. Very well, then..." Dana said before she decided to just let go of her opponent. But rather than depositing her down gently, Dana would try to throw her down into the mat as hard as she could, looking to hurt her body with her slam. Just because her opponent was smaller than her didn't mean Dana would just hold herself back. In fact, with her opponent being a lightweight was something that brought the sadistic side of the Smiling Demon as she aimed to indulge herself before eventually giving herself the victory.

[AlyAdmirer]

The older woman simply tossed AJ away, exactly like a small child might do with a doll she was no longer interested in. And with the bluenette trying so hard to raise her arms in attack, she had nothing left to use to try to break her fall. The Hardcore Heartbreaker’s spine took the brunt of the collision with the mat, but the back of Swann’s head also whiplashed into the unforgiving canvas. With a groan, AJ rolled to her stomach, her hand raising to cradle the back of her now-throbbing skull…

Swann’s boots absently drummed the mat, perhaps signaling some sort of distress call—not that anyone was likely in much of a hurry to answer it, and put themselves in the path of Dana Ashford. After a moment, though, instinct propelled AJ to start rolling her body toward the ropes, looking to slip out to the apron and down to the floor. For one thing, getting out of the ring would afford the bluenette an opportunity to regroup, if Ashford didn’t elect to follow her.

And if Dana did follow her, the perhaps the Hardcore Heartbreaker could find a way to get herself back in the match outside the ring.