Match D: Dixie Clemets “The Three Count Cowgirl” vs “Dancin' Sista Number 1” Aisha

[Devastated]

The two busty blond fighters were standing leaning against each other, sweat mixing a tad bit as their heads rested over each other's shoulder, their blond hair mixing a bit as their generous busts pressed firmly against one another as the two mighty women readied themselves for another round.

Dixie had forgotten how fun it was to throw down against Aisha, ever since their first time in Rumble Roses, where the sore loser Aisha had demanded a second bout right after their first one, it was without a doubt a rivalry for the ages and one that Dixie and Aisha without a doubt both enjoyed greatly.

Hearing her rival speak out those words though the Cowgirl would nod her head and chuckle back into her rival's ear. She'd push herself up and take a step back. " Gurl Ah'm always ready....question is, are you ready Esh?" Dixie spoke out as she would raise her arms and attempt to go in and offer a standard collar and elbow tie up.

[Lunaspark]

"Always."

Aisha took the tie up with Dixie, and the moment they touched, the Diva began to push against the Texan. It probably wasn't the smartest thing for her to do, but eh. She could manage. She could handle whatever thought she could throw at her.

She started to push and shove, her fit, toned body pushed up against the cowgirl's own larger form as she struggled into the lock up. If she could get Dixie to budge even an inch, she would consider it a personal victory. She just had to remember to watch out for whatever Dixie was planning to do.

[Devastated]

Dixie's smile grew wider by the second as she and Aisha had now locked up. It wasn't cause she knew that she was stronger or anything, Aisha was a strong gal after all and had been able to give her quite the challenge from time to time. A test of strength suited Dixie better than a lock up, as Aisha got a lot more help out of her deadly as hell legs in a standard lock up than Dixie did of her iron bar bending arms. Not to say that Dixie didn't have powerful legs herself, hell they might be as power or more so than Aisha's. Yet, this did even the strength contest out a little bit more.

No, Dixie was smiling because as always. Aisha was the opponent she remembered her to be, a true rival that she could go all out against. Dixie only had two that she could remember. Reiko and Aisha, and between the two, Dixie could only really do brawling and such with Aisha. Where Reiko was more of a technical battle, Aisha was just a down and dirty drag out battle. Which Dixie just loved about the girl.

The two women pushed against each other, their generous frames set perfectly together as if two matching puzzle pieces that had found their place. The Texan was quick to ramp things up though as she would try and force Aisha back a step before then...breaking things off by attempting to throw up a hard knee into Aisha's abs! Which would quickly send some jeers from the crowd down, as they would have liked to see the contest play out.

[Lunaspark]

Aisha was given pause, as Dixie's knee came up, slamming into the tight abs of the Diva. At once, Aisha's arms went limp, as she coughed up and lurched forward, doubling over towards the cowgirl.

With wide eyes, she leaned against her rival. The knee had done it's job, and stopped Aisha's momentum, and now the blonde-haired woman was left stunned, at the mercy of whatever Dixie had planned next.

[Devastated]

The knee that Dixie shot up into the Diva's taut well trained abs worked like a charm, the fellow blonde slumping against the three count cowgirl as Dixie Clemets would throw on a smirk. Though hearing some of the crowd starting to boo the act cause that smile to disappear. She would roll her right shoulder and then try and pull Aisha's head down.

Trying to get it in between her strong tree-trunk like thighs and put a little squeeze on the woman. The Texan would place her right hand on Aisha's back and give it a pat. " Ya'll wanna see a shooting star?!" Dixie let out to the crowd, which got her a pretty favorable response. As she would try and then lean forward and wrap her arms around Aisha's waist, she'd try and roll Aisha up onto her shoulders in a smooth and quick motion, something that was only possible for the Texan's bull like strength.

When up on her shoulders, Dixie would attempt to throw Aisha down hard into the mat, going for a jack-knife powerbomb on the Dancin' Diva!

[Lunaspark]

Aisha's body heaved, as she leaned against Dixie, her breath ragged as she tried to recover from the Texan's blows. Dixie wasn't going to let her just stand there and regain her strength though, a lesson that Aisha found out rather quickly.

With a movement so swift that even the Diva was surprised, Aisha was hauled up into the air, and just as quick dropped back down. Her body slammed into the canvas with the powerbomb, causing it to jerk heavily one time, before going still. Aisha was laid out before the Texan, staring upwards with a groan and a blank stare on her face.

[Devastated]

Slamming Aisha's frame down with that powerbomb came in like the impact of boulder falling off a cliff. The ring shook and the rattled from the impact as the buxom blonde Texan would raise her right hand up into the air, she'd even start to march around Aisha's lovely downed body. Showboating a fair bit over her fellow blonde opponent.

After a few seconds of showboating the cowgirl would reach down and try and take a hold of Aisha's head. Trying to pull the woman up to a seated position. Dixie would then try and take a few steps backwards, sizing and lining Aisha up as she was seated on the mat...before she would charge forward and attempt to run in and hit Aisha right in the chest with a running kick to Aisha's generously proportioned bosom.

[Lunaspark]

Dixie showboated, and Aisha groaned, lying there at the Texan's feet. The cowgirl had no shortage of strength, and the devastating powerbomb only served as proof of that to the Diva, leaving her laid out upon the canvas.

Up came Aisha, into the sitting position, but she wouldn't remain like that for long. Dixie swung the tree trunk that was her leg towards Aisha, and naturally the kick smashed straight into Aisha's busty upper body.

The Diva was slammed back, hitting the mat once more. She curled onto her side, and cradled her sensitive chest, a few tears in her eyes as she winced in pain from the blow.

[Devastated]

After swinging her leg into Aisha's buxom front the cowgirl stumbled forward a few steps. When she found her footing she once again raised her right hand up into the air. She would march forward a few steps and get to the corner, stepping up to the middle ropes she would waver her right arm around to try and drum up the fans and raise their voices.

They began to cheer a bit more, getting louder and louder. Which was when Dixie would jump down from the corner and start to walk back over towards Aisha. " Ya ready Esh? Ah'm thinkin' its time to really work ya'over." Dixie spoke out in a cocky tone of voice as she'd try and walk up to the pop-diva.

She'd try and grab at Aisha's arm and back of her head, trying to guide the tan-skinned blonde beauty up to her feet. Keeping her hold on that arm and the back of Aisha's head as she'd start to run with Aisha towards the corner. She'd finally try and throw and drive Aisha shoulder first into the turnbuckle!

[Lunaspark]

Aisha struck the corner as Dixie slammed her shoulder into it, the Diva hissing in pain as she bounced off of it. She stumbled forward, grabbing her shoulder with one hand, trying to force the pain from her mind. Dixie was throwing her around like a sack of potatoes, and she hated it. She was being womanhandled by the bigger blonde and it felt like there wasn't anything she could do about it.

She had to turn things around, though. She knew she had to. Even as she staggered off of the corner, she was thinking, trying to find the right opportunity to shift the tide back against her rival again...