L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Katherine Hart V. Karen Starring
Victory by knockout only

Bracket

This was it. The end of the line. 8 women had caught wind of this event and considered themselves bold enough to enter the knockout tournament had fought hard to rise through the ranks and earn their keep at LAW by proving themselves.

All 8 had put on incredible performances. It was obvious from the moment they entered that each of them brought something special to the table, but as the event progressed and the matches became more hardcore, the truth became clear. The truth that only one woman could come away from the event truly victorious. And it was finally time for the tournament to culminate in one last match: the finals.

Highlights from the tournament would play on repeat on the stadium titantron for several minutes before either woman made her entrance. The audience would look on with clear investment. These ladies had all put their pride and bodies on the line. Whether they wrestled one round or all of them, no woman was departing from the tourney without having been bashed up pretty good. And to Katherine Hart, that fact only made her more proud.

Backstage in the locker room, the blonde would grab her mask and begin putting it on, tying the laces behind her head as per usual. Clad in her usual attire: a purple leotard, with matching boots and gloves, Kat would look up at a monitor mounted on the wall. Video of the crowd roaring and the highlights playing on the titantron would play. At the end of the reel, an image - a versus screen of both finalist would appear.

“Karen Starring….guess she wasn’t all talk…” Kat said under her breath as she thought back to the one and only time she had encountered the woman. Backstage in the hallway they had ran into each other, ready to throw down. Staff and fellow wrestlers alike scattered as the two had announced their intentions, but at the last moment, Karen took off. Thinking back on it, based on what she had heard about her, Katherine had wanted to believe that Karen was simply a coward. But the fact that she had made it this far, to meet her in her in the finals of this tournament, was proof enough that there was more to Karen than running away. It became obvious to Kat now that her opponent for tonight didn’t fear competition: she simply picked her battles, and she picked them quite well.

These thoughts ran through Katherine’s head as she walked the hallways and made her way for the arena. Her theme song “Back2Back” would begin to play, and the audience would roar in approval when The Super Kitty made her appearance. Kat would raise both arms and wave before adjust her mask and running towards the ring, slapping the hands of a few fans along the way.

The blonde heavyweight would slide into the ring and pop up to her feet before scaling the turnbuckle and waving again. Tonight was an important match for sure. And Katherine had every intention of making her mark by winning this match and by proxy, the entire tournament! She’d hop off the apron and begin to stretch in the middle of the ring while looking towards the entrance ramp expectantly. When Kat finally did meet Karen in the squared circle proper, she’d have a few choice words for the heavyweight heel.

“We’re finally fighting on your terms...so you’d better not disappoint.”

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The path to where she was now mattered not to Karen. Those who fell before her were simply obstacles; ripe for either the crushing or slamming. The moment they had fell, Karen had latched eyes onto her next prey. Such was the way with Alison. Then Erin. And now, the last one standing in her way.

A woman she had met before.

Spoiler

Clad in an attire that showed off her monstrous curves, all of which had been on heavy show in the tournament thus far, Karen descended upon the ring with a calm and cool aura of collection. Given the two maniacal battles she had faced thus far, ones she of course would claim zero difficulty over, losing one's cool here and now was simply not an option.

Then again, Karen Starring came to ever single match with intent to control it with powerful, designated force. She hadn’t managed it yet.

Stopping just prior of the ring, her arms to her hips as her eyes met the massive chested feline wrestler in the ring, Karen would spare a rare moment; her eyes looking left, then right. Many of those in attendance tonight had already seen the amazon suffer from a near head cracking end at the hands of Alison, if not a rib-crunching finish from Erin. Tonight there would be no second thoughts. Those in attendance tonight would not be questioning who was the more dominating, or deserving, winner.

Stepping foot upon the side of the ring, calmly swaying her thick curves between the top and middle ropes, Karen stood with her powerful presence emitting a dislikable aura; her eyes latched to the figure who had already given her warning what felt to be a lifetime ago. Given this would be their first meeting in the ring, where the steaks themselves could not be higher, there was no more a fitting place to find out if either woman’s words were full of empty threats.

“Funny...I have an outfit just like that…” Raising her finger, as ever ignoring words of the woman before her, Karen pointed her finger at a height that had she been closer, it would have rested upon Katherine’s massive cleavage.

“I always stick it on when I want to feel like a fucking joke…”

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Competing in the Last Woman Standing tournament was certainly an experience thus far. Whether it was the undying resolve of Susanna Kin or the near unfathomable grit of Melody, Kat had faced a handful of notable opponents. And now she had Karen Starring to add to that list. A woman who’s defining was, if nothing else, her piss-poor attitude. At least, that’s what Katherine Hart believed. And those beliefs were given validity when the curvy amazon made her way into the ring and disregarded all crowd reaction and Kat’s words. Karen’s aura and presence alone seemed to breed contempt from those around her. A less experienced wrestler might have lunged at Karen for the insult. But after hearing the black haired woman blatantly bash her outfit, The Super Kitty didn’t pounce. The audience at ringside let out an audible “OOOOOHHHH!” when Karen delivered her line. Kat smiled and began to nod, waiting for the crowd reaction to die down a big before replying. She let out a short chuckle before making eye contact with Starring and offering a witty reply.

“You do? That’s good! I hope you have it in the back right now….Because by the time this match is over, I promise you, I’m gonna make you feel like a joke.” As she finished her statement, Katherine walked right up to Karen and got in her face, her large, buxom frame pressed into Karen’s similarly sized frame. A look of intensity took form in Kat’s eyes as she confronted the heavyweight heel. Despite the contest not having formally started yet, it was plain to see that a fight could break out at anytime.

After all, at this point, there was nothing left. One woman would come away from this match still conscious, one woman would leave the arena under her own power, one woman would win the final round and by extension, the entire tournament. And no opponent deserved a trashing quite the way Karen did. For the sake of everyone pulling for her, for the sake of Erin, whom Karen had beat, for the sake of preventing an official LAW tournament win to fall into the hands of someone that most considered to be a scumbag, Katherine Hart was going to emerge from this contest the winner of the first official Last Woman Standing Tourney.

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Unsurprisingly, Karen cared not for the reaction of the crowd, nor of her foe. Literally waving off Katherines words as they escaped her lips, her eyes closed to amplify simply how much she did not care, Karen even went so far as to turn her frame, as if opting to look off into the distance rather than speak to Katherine further.

“Yeh yeh very good Catlin or whatever the fuck it was, I’ll sign whatever after this…” Laughing for a moment at her run of the mill tirade, Karen would find her frame jerking to attention as Kat closed the distance; a inch or so of empty space was now all that lay between the two hulking powerhouses heavy chests, as Karen forced her frame to adopt a strong posture in return.
“First things first...take a BIG fucking step back…” The referee jumping to attention far too late to prevent early disaster, Katherine would find a firm set of hands just above her cleavage; as Karen opted to force distance between the two bodies, with a mighty push. All before the match had even begun!

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As Karen continued ignoring her fellow finalist, Katherine didn’t waver. She closed the distance and got right in Starring’s face, forcing the woman to acknowledge her presence since she was apparently above acknowledging Hart’s words. As one heavyweight pressed their frame into the other, tensions only rose. As if misnaming Katherine Hart wasn’t enough of a jab, Karen saw it fit to command her to step back, which only prompted Kat to offer an appropriate response: “Make. Me.”

Although the referee tried to intervene and do her job, the reality of the situation was that there wasn’t much to do. If either woman didn’t feel like starting off the contest properly, there weren’t any disqualifications in last woman standing matches anyways. What’s more, the fans - the people came to see the tournament finals - to see this tournament through to the end, as Kat and Karen. At this point, there was no delaying the inevitable. Katherine locked eyes with Karen and pressed into her further, aiming to make curvaceous bruiser take her own advice and step back! With everyone in the arena on edge, sparks could fly at any given moment. And the that moment was only a hair’s breadth away!

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Here and now, Karen could not find an error in using an insult she had used earlier in the tournament. Kat was hardly there after all, and nor was a microphone within range to pick it up. She was rather proud of it.

“Fucking hell...talk about putting the heavy in heavyweight…” Karen smirked, far too used to encounters such as this to be backed down. If anything, her frame had tensed up in response; pressing just as hard into Kat’s own as hers was back, if not harder. Breasts begging to overflow already, Karen’s massive assets would meet their match with Kat’s own as the busty super kitty’s pair mushroomed just as equally as hers did. Her hands still to her hips, Karen would raise but one leg backwards, in an effort to provide her with a shade of stability.

From which she could push even harder!

“You ain’t all that...fat cat...you know that…?” Tilting her head in apparent curiosity, Karen began to literally boob-bump against her opponent for the match to come, seemingly uninterested in going to her corner just yet at least!

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It came as something of a surprise, but Karen actually didn’t yield. Rather, she pressed her frame into Katherine’s. As both women of similar size began to press into one another, Karen began to up the intensity, doing what she could to see to it that she could somehow overtake Katherine. And surely enough as Karen pushed began to push forwards while still spewing insults, the luchadora was forced to take a step backwards!

After doing so, Katherine planted both her feet. Her boots pressed firmly into the canvas as the entirely of her upper body seemed to harden all at once! Kat’s abs, torso and arms would flex as she pushed forward into her slightly thicker foe’s frame undaunted! She’d abruptly increase the force her advance, and mash her buxom chest into Starring’s, leaning in and getting close enough to bring her head beside her foe’s!

“Oh? And you are!? Women like you make a career of preying on those you consider weak. Manipulating, hiding, running. Only coming out the woodwork when someone’s down. You make me sick!” Kat would rant while placing a foot between her foe’s leg in an attempt to find more leverage and ground to press on and into Karen with! Both women would attempt to force themselves into to each other and neither was willing to back down. In many ways, bell or no bell, the contest had already begun!

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To the surprise of perhaps no-one, Kat included, Karen’s voice and words traced completely over those of the Super Kitty. Kat could have been sprouting Shakespeare, and the raven haired amazon would not have noticed.

“You’re outmatched. Size. Strength. Even this. Walk fucking home...you big sack of nothing…” Pressing herself harder as her words spouted out, the mashing of modest abs and giant breasts would make the crowd woo in approval. Hands to her hips, apparently deeming the use of her mitts as unneeded here, Karen did not press her head past that of the Super Kitty’s.

Nay, she forced Kat’s face right into hers, as their foreheads and noses too mashed fiercely.

“NOTH-ING.”

The placing of ample thigh between her own not at all dissuading her, Karen opted to instead simply continue with her brutish, amazon like push. If Kat wanted to slide in between her legs, she’d have to fall to her knees first!

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Karen didn’t falter. She pressed her forehead into her opponent’s and continued talking down to her, as she had done with every other woman that she had faced off against in this tournament - nay, in her career. But her resolve was not unopposed. Not tonight. Not with this opponent.

Katherine met Karen’s gaze and cold words head on. Outmatched in size? Strength? While having done absolutely nothing to prove these things, Starring continued speaking with crass tone in a constant effort to undermine The Super Kitty. And she was having none of it.

Despite already having placed a leg between her opponent’s, Karen seemed unperturbed. That body language, the hands on her hips, gave Katherine all the info she needed to be sure that Starring intended to stand her ground. Shutting this woman up wasn’t on Kat’s agenda. Sure knew that even if she did win, Karen wouldn’t let up with the insults or accept the outcome. And that was fine. In Katherine’s mind, proving the black haired woman wrong was enough for tonight, and the first step to doing that would be to show that no matter what insult Karen spewed, no matter how superior she felt she was, that Kat wouldn’t back down.

With muscles tenses and an angry expression on her face, Katherine pressed forwards. Bringing her back leg forward, she’d lean into Karen’s body and press her torso harder into Karen’s own. Katherine made every effort to force the woman back, ignoring any and all pain from the pressure and friction of the heavyweights pressing outfit against outfit, skin against skin!

“I earned my place here, same as you. I beat two other women in this tournament to get here, and if you think you can just write me off. If you think you’re so much better than everyone else...well then...”

At this point, Katherine would press on, trying to charge ahead with each word corresponding to a step she took forward in an effort to force the opposing heavyweight back!

“SHUT. UP. AND. PROVE IT!”

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Starting a match with a standing body pressing posture was as bread and butter to Karen as the concept of crushing her foes into submission was. The annoying thing as ever to the spiteful amazon, was the fact that someone had the audacity to be just as good as she was at it!

Tensing her frame, bringing her feet back a little as Kat gained some ground, Karen forced her equally sized bust to grind up Kat’s own; once more testing the fabric, this time of her feline foe, as the Super Kitty’s super bust nearly mushroomed out of its attire. As she did, the rest of Karen would follow; her figure opting to push the top half of Kat back as she roared, somewhat cheaply using her weight advantage to match strengths!

“Fucking...bow…!” She’d cough out, her hands finally moving, only to a posture to her side, as her biceps began to tense naturally from how much this amazon was exerting!

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Katherine rarely found herself resigning to her emotions and using them to lash out at others. But as good as Karen was at bringing out the worst in herself, she seemed to accel at finding it in others.

The black clad amazon was certainly formidable in her own right. With a change in her posture and malice in her tone of voice, she pushed her bust and upper body into Katherine’s. For just a second, the blonde found herself being forced back. Her back bend slightly backwards as Starring tensed up further and fired all cylinders! But the moment Katherine heard those words, just a second after Karen told her to bow, Katherine let loose. Her blue eyes dilated as she tapped into her disdain for this woman and pushed forwards with a level might and effort that eclipsed what she was giving Karen before. The Super Kitty let out cat like shriek as she pressed her forehead against Karen’s and took multiple steps forward into Karen’s frame, forcing her hated foe back in an attempt to plow through her like a car through a pedestrian!

Even if she did risk spilling out of her leotard, she wasn’t about to let Karen fall into any train of thought that dictated that she had command over The Super Kitty!
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Karen couldn’t believe it. First Kat had the audacity to refuse her power, and now she was shoving the amazon back? How dare she!

Roaring, her feet sliding on the canvas not via her own will, but via the strength of Kat, Karen’s bust nearly outright mushroomed from her bust. Her face turning a shade of red from pure rage, exerting every ounce of strength she had simply to shove back, Karen would halt the shove of her foe. At monstrous cost. Of course, she didn’t at all believe it was partly due to her own strength.

“You’ve got a fucking...weight advantage…” She’d roar, blatantly lying given she was the bigger woman. Determined to give Kat no space to retort, the amazon would suddenly rear back her right as she used her left to keep the Super Kitty steady. She had no intention of letting this titan shove her back, and that became clear, as she decked Kat right above her giant bust!

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Katherine gave it her all. She began to push back her mouthy foe. With the roar of her fans behind her and the resolve to best starring, she charged forward with force needed to move the immovable. And just when she had done it, just when she pushed Karen back, Kat cracked a smile. The Super Kitty locked eyes with her fellow amazon. Karen’s bs excuse about weight advantage was music to Kat’s ears. It was the closest thing that she was going to get to a public omission from Karen that she was bested. A few chuckles could be heard from the fans in the front row. And just as Katherine opened her mouth to reply and capitalize on the humor of the situation, Karen brought the serious tone and nature of the match back with a stiff blow to the the Luchadora’s upper chest!

The impact of the blow would echo out, and Katherine took a step back after taking it. But just as quickly as she was struck, the blonde let out a battle cry and returned fire by swiping above the busty woman’s chest and chopping Karen just under her neck!

“HA!”

The crowd would let out an audible “OHHH!” as Katherine retaliated. The masked heavyweight would pause for a second and take a deep breath. She’d wipe her hand across own chest as if wiping away the pain from Karen’s blow before raising her fists to assume a boxing stance. If Starring wanted to turn this into a slugfest, Kat was more than willing!
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A loud grunt came from the amazons lips, as Kat fired back with a shot of perhaps not equal power, but greater. Her legs nearly lost underneath thanks to a stumble, the amazon quickly corrected herself as she brought her right back. Most certainly however is the fact that Kat would be in pursuit. And with the breath smashed from her sails, Karen has no intention of giving her a free shot!

“CUNT!” She’d scream, firing back another hook, this time somewhat desperately. Power would not matter mind, given her target; those giant orbs of Kat, that she had earlier grinded so fiercely against!

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In true Karen fashion, the black clad heavyweight screamed obscenities at her masked foe before playing dirty and literally going for a boob punch! Katherine eyed the her opponent as she swung in anger. The notion that Karen would go for an easy target, even if the act of doing so was reprehensible, was lost on no one.

As Karen swung in, Katherine took a short step back. Starring’s fist would graze against The Super Kitty’s voluminous chest. Kat would wince as she narrowly avoided suffering a harsh blow to such a sensitive area. Immediately after avoiding it, she’d grit her teeth and lunge at Karen. Katherine growled as she did it, all whilst raising an arm at the brute and telegraphing an upper another body blow! But this was a feint intended to get a reaction from the other tournament finalist!

Kat stopped short, rather than throw her fist Karen’s way, she’d duck down low for a fraction of a second and jump up high before lashing out at the crass woman with a beautiful Standing Dropkick!
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Stooped into holding her arms up, Karen finds her foes legs merely using them to advantage. With all Kat’s weight and strength behind those legs, it’s unsurprising given the power of both figures that Karen goes down. And hard!

Roaring as her back hits the canvas, briefly bouncing enough to put the amazon on her side, Karen groans out as she rubs her arms. Sense having escaped her, the raven haired figure claws wildly at the air, determined to stop a follow-up assault she knows is coming!

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After having downed her opponent with a well executed drop kick, Katherine looked to ride the momentum she had going. At this point, Kat had as little respect for Karen as Karen had for her. With a scowl on her face, The Super Kitty would adjust her leotard before stepping towards a downed, delirious Karen. Kat had been in enough matches to know Starring was susceptible. Despite the fact that she was still trying to claw at the purple clad woman, Kat could tell they were just blind attempt to grab at claw at her.

Katherine would approach Karen and step near her foe’s head. She’d reach for Karen’s head with both hands. Kat had every intention of getting this woman up to her feet and setting her up for more punishment. If she got Karen up, Kat would grab hold of her foe’s shoulder and pull on it to turn Karen around such that the two would be face to face with each other! She’d quickly follow up by tucking and pushing her shoulder into her busty foe’s midsection while reaching to grab hold of her arm. Kat would try to get Karen onto her shoulders for a Fireman’s Carry! Once there, the blonde would try to position the two of them near the center of the ring and attempt to spin her foe into a Fireman’s Carry Cutter!
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Again Karen is forced to bare victim to the utmost strength of her foe, as a woman dressed like a luchadora hoists her to her feet and off them with power comparable to a bodybuilder. Only, she would not come quite so close.

“Get..the fuck off me..!” Karen roared, throwing a desperate and wild hook right into Kat’s noggin the moment her arm could swing far enough. Clutching to the blonde locks dangling beside it however, the amazon would not stop there; pulling herself straight with the figure, enough to suddenly rear herself down and Kat with her. Chin first into the raven haired amazons skull, in a standard jawbreaker!

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Hart had her right where she wanted. With Karen her shoulders in the middle of the ring, The Super Kitty got pumped with the sounds of the cheers supporting her and tensed her muscles. She bent her knees slightly and placed hands on Karen with the intention of throwing the black haired amazon up into the air, but just before she could commit to the move, a strong right connected with Kat’s jaw!

“Oooof!” Katherine groaned in pain before stumbling slightly.

To make matters worse, Starring’s hand found its way to the back of Kat’s mask! Karen grasped and pulled at Katherine’s hair, adding to the discomfort and disorientation. Katherine would do what she could to keep the opposing heavyweight on her shoulders, but the opening Karen created would let shady, mouthy amazon turn things around! Katherine would toss Karen off her shoulders. She had turn Karen in midair such that she could drop her foe into a Cutter! But instead seeing to it that her opponent would eat a devastating power move, Karen would land on her knees and pull Kat’s head right down along with her! She’d use that momentum that The Super Kitty gave her and pull Kat’s jaw down hard onto her head for a devastating Jawbreaker!

Katherine would let would a cry and hold her mouth with both hands as she stumbled backwards and went down to one knee. The masked woman would look down as she winced in pain. That Jawbreaker rang her bell hard! She’d remain susceptible for a moment while trying to regroup!

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At last, some success. Karen cares not for the way in which she gained it, of course. Whether it was a jawbreaker, a crotch shot, a boob hit. Karen had come this far, and she would not fall here and now.

On her own two feet quickly enough, that became wildly apparent, as Karen threw caution to the wind. Resisting the urge to raise her arm or leg up in an attempt to smash the shade from Kat’s eyes, Karen instead turned her frame, jumping as she did so.

Desperate times called for desperate measures, which was why the amazon attempted a rarely used jumping hip thrust! Aiming all her weight right on Kat’s tummy!

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Kat was stunned for a few seconds. She would lift her head to see Karen’s sizable rear coming at her with great speed! It was the last type of move she’d expect out of Starring. Had it not been for Kat having a formidable resume as a pro wrestler and a hard worker, she probably wouldn’t have had an immediate answer. Surely she’d likely have been one of the few women that Karen chose to flatten with those wide hips! But The Super Kitty didn’t miss a beat. She opened her arms immediately and embraced Starring’s lower body. The masked woman wrapped her arms around her opponent and stopped her in her tracks!

Kat would plant both her feet before standing and lifting Karen high off the mat. She’d turn the black clad amazon towards the audience, showcasing her strength for a second before bridging backwards the sending Karen sailing with a Release German Suplex!

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A heavy figure and then some, Karen had little to fear as she flew through the air. Only, again, Kat proved to the amazon that she was much stronger than she simply looked! Her waistline snagged, the collision and wrapping alone smashing the air out of her, Karen would not be given time to rear her elbow back, nor roar, as Kat moved into action.

Shoulders and head hitting the canvas hard, the amazon screams out as she’s left like a limp fish. Instantly curled up into a ball, holding her aching back, the raven haired figure simply tries to figure out what went wrong; given she was flying through the air at Kat a moment ago!

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After successfully sending Karen careening across the ring, Katherine took her time working her way up to her feet. She’d rotate her arm and begin to approach a downed, pained Karen whilst commenting: “You talked all that trash about my weight advantage, but I could barely get my arms around those wide hips a’ yours!”

Hart would begin to make her way towards Karen, the stadium lights glistened off the beads of sweat adorning her arms as the match intensity continued picking up. Her usual confident smile found its way onto her face again as she drove her point home and tried to get under Karen’s skin with her next few words.

“What’s it feel like, Karen? To write check with your mouth that your skills can’t cash? How’d a crooked heffer you even make it to the finals...?”

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With smugness abound from her heavyweight rival, Karen rises slowly, eyes wide and heated, hands to the floor to hold her up as she gets at best to her knees. She wants to rise further, but given her lack of energy at least for the moment, can’t force her frame higher. Either that, or perhaps in a rare moment of thought, is playing possum..

“You’re about three-hundred pounds packed into..Ghh..a fucking cat outfit. Who the fuck are you talking to..?” Coughing genuinely mid-sentence, Karen stops her rise outright, as her hand holds under her chest, trying to massage a easier breath into those lungs.

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As Karen made her way to her knees, she lashed out at Katherine verbally after running into some difficulty doing so physically. The luchadora sped up her advance towards Karen upon hearing this. She’d reach for Karen’s sides and hoist the woman up to her feet. Whilst doing so she’d comment: “I’m talkin’ to you, you THUG!” Before turning and prepping herself to swipe the black clad bruiser just above her bust for a loud, harsh chop!

If her strike connected, the audience would react with a resounding “WOOOO!”

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Goaded and over-powered, and no slapped like some hapless rookie, Karen flips the moment Kat drags her to her feet. Forcing herself to respond at least in a smarter way than simply strike back, Karen’s hands lunge for that outstretched striking arm, keeping it raised, to slip behind her foe!

“Wide...as a fucking..truck..!” She screams, apparently determined to have the last say with every insult on this feline foe, as she hooks her arms tightly around Kat’s juicy waistline, hoisting back, for yet another attempt at slamming Katherine through the canvas!

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After striking her foe, Kat readied herself to be struck back. It was often lately that her opponent’s found themselves trading blows with The Super Kitty, but she was more than willing. She’d pant for a moment after chopping Karen and then raise her arms to block. But it wasn’t long before it became clear to her that a strike wasn’t coming.

Karen took the chance to get behind Kat. She’d wrap her strong arms around Hart’s waist before lifting her and planting the luchadora belly and chest first into the canvas! Despite all the comments about the feline wrestler’s weight, Karen was more than happy to press down her own bodyweight on top of her opponent’s, bearing down on Kat, perhaps in an effort to keep her down.

Everyone who stepped into the squared circle went down at some point, including Katherine. But she’d attempt to show her mettle and resolve by pushing herself up to all fours and roaring out in defiance of her foe!

“HHHHRRRAAAAH!”

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Furious her foe dare survive her onslaught, Karen doesn’t relent; her busty front squishing down on Kat’s shoulder blades, as those arms tighten a shade too far, pressing Kat’s tummy in whilst Karen maneuvers around her back.

“Fine...with me...I can do this all day…” She roars, forcibly deadlifting her mighty foe up, back to her still and arms locked tighter than a vice, seemingly with intent to suplex her straight back down!

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With Katherine trying to rise of her own accord, and her foe lifting her with considerable strength, Karen had little difficulty hoisting the masked woman up for another Suplex attempt. Kat would soon find herself at a vertical base. And when she did, she’d secure her own hands around Karen’s

In Karen’s bout of cockyness, she made the mistake of telling Kat outright what she planned on doing with her next move. As soon as she felt Karen’s large frame and busty chest at her back, Katherine knew what to expect next. After being lifted just slightly off the ground, Katherine would employ her own noteworthy strength to separate Karen’s hand and undo her grip! The purple clad wrestler would land on her feet and begin to quickly slip around and behind Karen to hug her from behind to secure a Rear Waistlock before attempting to bridge back and floor the black haired bruiser with a Release German Suplex!

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Believing her grip to be unbreakable, Karen is left with both a monstrous headache and egg on her face, as before she can even conceive her hold being pried apart, she’s up in the air and down, ring shaking from the impact. She takes solace in the fact however, that Kat doesn’t say locked to her; her amazian form rolling a half a metre or so away before coming to a stop, face down. Her hand comes back, purely to rub that aching spine and shoulders, grunting against the mat.

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After throwing the antagonist heavyweight a fair distance across the ring, the submission expert didn’t miss her chance to capitalize on this opening. Channeling her cat gimmick, Katherine rolled over to all fours, assuming a feline stance before leaping a great distance towards a downed Karen!

Katherine would spread her legs as she aimed to land on Starring’s back! If she were able to land on her target, she’d have easily set herself up to straddle her opponent. Kat would quickly, almost in one fluid motion, throw Karen’s arms over her thighs and cup Karren’s chin. The Super Kitty would lock in a Camel Clutch at a severe angle!

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Seemingly forever a shade too slow with this agile and strong foe, Karen’s hands find themselves swiping at flexed biceps, as Kat not only takes a seat on her toned back, but begins to go to work on it. Arms pinned, neck cranked and then some, Karen forces her teeth to stay shut; baring them straight up into her powerful foes mug, as she doesn’t give her the satisfaction of a scream!

The crowd left roaring, as they seemingly know this hold is just for show and to wear Karen down; unless perhaps, Kat is hoping to bend her so far back, she passes out!

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Images of Karen trapped within Kat’s Camel Clutch would be displayed on the Titantron. Katherine continued trying to bend her foe’s spine for all it was worth! Her gloved fingers remained interlocked whilst cupping Karen’s chin. Starring seemingly couldn’t muster the kind of resistance she’d need to break the hold of her own accord. The submission expert continued to wear her foe down while keeping control of the match.

Despite the fact that she couldn’t actually win the match like this, there was little incentive for Katherine to let go. In a match with no rope breaks and no rules, if she could slow Karen down to a crawl to set her up for the knockout, she would. The masked blonde would continue working Karen in her clutch while pointing out the fact that for the time-being, Starring was stuck.

“Can’t get out? You’re not gonna make another joke about me being heavy?”

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More and more the hold persists, bending Karen’s figure in two. She’s strong as can be, but even the raven haired amazon has her weaknesses. Her biggest one bar her attitude, being her lack of flexibility!

“GHHH..MMMPH..” Roaring at first but stifling it, Karen forces her anger to be useful, as her hands come to the mat rather than pry at those steel-like arms. Dragging herself soon enough, the amazon finds a surprisingly quick pace; her fingers clinging to the fabric as she murmurs, dragging her own and Kat’s weight both! Escape in sight, as her hands come amazingly close to the ropes, incredibly quickly!

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As Karen strained herself to bear through the hold and trudge towards the ropes, Katherine clicked her tongue and kept pouring on the pressure. Soon Karen got close to those ropes, close enough that she might actually reach them! And in response to this, Kat would push the woman’s upper body down before rising and abandoning the hold altogether. She’d begin talking down to the black clad heavyweight.

“There’s no rope breaks in a last woman standing match….you really are a hack.” Hart would say with a sneer.

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“Do..you...EVER...SHUT UP…” Karen mutters, to herself at first as she comes onto all fours, coughing loudly as once more, Kat digs into her mindset. She splutters mid rise, falling from a quickly gained kneeling posture back to all fours, head down as she does so, with her right hand soon coming back to soothe the ache from that short but agonising camel clutch.

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Karen replied the way everyone expected her to. That loud, gruff voice of hers was audible even though she was only muttering. Katherine would cross her arms. It wasn’t often that she looked down on an opponent enough to consider herself to be the outright better wrestler - the better woman. The only other instance of this was exhibited when she took on Navi Florges back in the AFW. And just like then, Kat would opt not to take her foe seriously. Karen was a bundle of negativity. It was only a matter of time before that negativity would begin to take its toll on her, affecting her performance in her matches.

While looking down at a pained Karen who was struggling to find her way up, Kat would continue goading Starring using the same point that they had established at the beginning of the match.

“I said it before and I’ll it again, Karen. If you want me to shut up, you’re gonna have to make me. Question is, are you good enough to? I think we both know the answer to that…”
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Try as she might, Karen eventually comes back to her knees, slowly but surely, with her focus on rising more than anything. At least, that was the plan. But yet again, Kat takes apart the amazon via her greatest weakness, as Karen roars so loudly, even the official shoots back.

“SHUT..THE FUCK..UP!” Rising with her back to her foe, Karen evidently shows no care for herself now, as she lunges side-on to Kat; raising her arm and elbow with it, not entirely caring where she hits. So long as she does!

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Reading her opponent’s telegraphed, enraged approach, Katherine’s eyes would squint as Karen came at her with a wild swing of her elbow! With cat-like reflexes, The Super Kitty would live up to her moniker and react immediately by hooking her arm around Karen’s elbow and slip around Karen to get behind her. The purple clad luchadora would jump up, and a quick, fluid motion, hook one leg around Karen’s neck, and the other around one of her thighs! Kat would take the chance to subject her brash, mouthy foe, to another painful submission treatment with an octopus hold!

If her quick transition into this painful hold was successful, Kat would grit her teeth while straining herself to stretch and contort Karen once again!

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The elbow connects, and Karen can hardly believe it. She would have laughed, if what she felt was spongy, or at least covered in blonde hair, as opposed to a muscular set of arms around her.

She would have even chuckled at least, had Kat not begun to spin around her; that luchadore-esque background coming into play, as Karen is locked into a hold she simply would never expect from a woman of her own size! Shaking and jostling, as her screams turn horribly loud!

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With that, the hold was locked in! Karen was in for it now. The audience in the stadium cheered as Katherine went to work wearing away at her foe in a hold that would make most people Katherine trapped in it tap in no time at all. And for better or for worse in Karen’s case, tapping wasn’t an option. Not in this match stipulation.

“Go down!” Katherine would command as she upped the pressure and increased the strain on her heavyweight foe’s entire body! If Karen did in fact fall to the canvas with this hold still applied, Kat knew she could work away at the woman until she was a lifeless heap on the mat, fully KO’d!

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The black widow hold is as brutal as it is complex; bending Karen’s top half out of shape, as well as rendering Karen a little blue-er. She tries at first to find something to strike, or atleast claw or pull. But such is the point of the hold; to restrain your foe outright.

Still, the amazon makes use of the fact all of Kat’s hefty figure is on her. If she falls even to her knees now, she’s done for. So she simply steps, one leg at a time, slowly but surely, with intention of throwing her figure at the nearest ropes!

“You’re just...GHHH...a fat bitch..with a few...decent tricks…!”

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Karen struggled to find an answer, to find a means of escape from the hold. The amazon was durable, strong, and formidable, but even she would succumb eventually. Step by step, she pit her endurance against Katherine’s submission prowess. She was highly cognizant of the fact that Kat was just itching to follow up after she fell to her knees.

But that strategy would be cast aside when Karen blurted out her discomfort with losing to ‘tricks’.

“Oh? ‘Decent’? That a compliment, Karen?” Kat would say sarcastically before abandoning the hold and landing on her feet. She’d tug on Karen’s arm in an effort to pull the two towards the center of the ring before wrapping her arms around the woman’s waist and attempting to lift her into a crippling Bearhug!

“If tricks ain’t your thing, how about this?!” She’d roar if she continued putting Karen through the wringer with her plethora of holds.
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Karen doesn’t care why, but she finds her freedom. Her arms gripped by the powerful feline, but already her own hand is outstretched, seemingly to grab the ropes, or failing that, to throw a huge strike at her foe. She wasn’t expecting an immediate follow-up mind, and evidently not one as powerful!

“GAHHH...GET OFF ME..!” She snarls, huge breasts crushed against Kat’s equally sized pair, as the feline tests her ribs for durability. In no mood to be beaten by a move her previous foe had ragdolled her so horribly in, Karen unloads on the beauty; striking every part of her, from the top of her head to the sides of her body!

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Kat obliged Karen in her attempt to beat her with a move that was more accessible to her than a Black Widow hold. Now that she had the black clad heavyweight in the center of the ring with a mighty bearhug, she was confident that Karen was done for. The strikes came down like rain, one after another. Katherine grit her teeth and roared out, tanking them for a moment before bringing her arms closer together to tighten her hug around Karen’s midsection, and lifting her foe off her feet!

“You’re done, Karen! With this tournament and LAW in general! Go back to the drawing board, back to the gym, and build character before you try to build a career!!!”

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Karen as ever, expects release sooner or later. Unloading everything she has, only stopping her assault to try and re-affirm her crushing tummy, Karen grips onto Kat’s arms a moment as she prepares for yet another round. That was, before Kat opted to really bearhug her.

“G-CKKK…” Coughs interrupted by the air pressed out of her as all 180lbs of Karen is hoisted up, the crowd roars as that busty frame is squeezed flat against curves to match. Feet already arching back in agony, toes curling, Karen does not relent. Gripping Kat’s shoulders again, she prepares for yet another round; throwing strike after strike, banging Kat’s top half like a drum!

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Those strikes hurt, but Katherine pressed on. She had a tight grip around Karen’s curvy frame. For each blow that struck her upper body, she steeled herself and began to squeeze Starring that much more! Kat would tense herself all over. The stadium lights would reflect off the sweat and musculature of her entire frame! She began to squeeze so hard that the referee would be taken aback and outright ask Karen if she should stop the match!
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Every few seconds, in between those monumental squeezes, Karen throws a strike. Weakening greatly, they still persist; her arms failing to rest as Karen turns Kat’s top half as red as Kat’s turning her waistline. Her strikes can only hit so hard though, and soon enough, Kat opts to try and give Karen a reason to stay still.

Creaaaaaaaaaak!

The referee, crowd and Karen both left to imagine the poor amazons frame snapping like a twig, Karen’s screams take on a whole new volume, as Kat’s insane flex leaves the amazons arms draping to her side; core turned flat, as Kat goes for that KO!

“Can’t...breathe…!”

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‘This is it!’ Kat thought to herself as she continued tensing and wringing Karen of all the life she could. If Karen wanted to be finished off by a move more fitting of a heavyweight, Kat was gonna give that to her. With the hug still locked firmly in place and Karen’s howls only increasing in volume, she knew it was only a matter of time until Starring gave out.

When a crack was heard, everyone in the audience reacted. Karen’s arms fell lifelessly.

“Check her!!” Kat yelled to the ref. She wanted to win, but she didn’t want to injure another wrestler. Even if it’s Karen, there was enough damage done during this tourney, already.

“I already injured one woman in this tournament! I don’t wanna injure another!”

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Her feet dangling flat, Karen’s arms are alive only in spasm, as Kat refuses to even let her tummy expand in the slightest. Sweat and breathes interchangeable between the amazons, Karen’s enormous bosom is left flat against Kat’s own, as her thighs try to drape over Kat’s own, simply to balance her weight. The way Kat’s going, Karen’s will, or back will snap soon, the idea alone sending a shiver down the amazons spine..

So much so, that she bares her teeth. Rearing her head back, briefly arching and creaking her own back, the amazon fires her most powerful strike yet; aimed squarely for Kat’s jaw, screaming as she claws for freedom!

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The Super Kitty was slightly red in the face. She’d darn near squeezed the life out of Karen. Fans and referee alike looked on in concern for the black clad heavyweight. She had yet to show signs of life. This contest seemed over! Kat had released her grip on Karen’s waist. She let the brutish heel lean her upper body against her.

Katherine looked on as the ref moved in to check Karen. A simple limp test of the arm was all she was gonna need a this point to be awarded victory and win the entire tournament tonight! But just as the referee drew knew, while Kat was distracted, Karen sprang to life and clocked Kat in the jaw! The strike earned audible gasps from the crowd! Katherine’s head was snap to the side as it was struck, stumbling back and catching herself before looking up at Karen, who had somehow defiantly clung to consciousness!

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Karen escapes, but at a monumental cost. Her spines in pieces; brutalised by that camel clutch, and now perhaps broken in that bearhug. She doesn’t know if she can wrestle, let alone stand, as her right arm comes up and back, clutching that agony as she begins to pull away, a surprising amount of colour returning to her cheeks quickly.

“Not even..close..cunt..”

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Katherine rubbed her mouth after recoiling from the blow. Upon finding her bearings, she’d see Karen’s face go from being flushed with redness, to returning to its usual color. She seemed to throw insults with a bit of a renewed vigor. While she was far from being in tip top shape, Karen exhibited a level of perseverance that would have been admirable if not for that mouth of hers.

“The let’s fix that right now, chick!” Katherine roared before reaching for Karen’s arm. If she grabbed hold of it, she’d pull Karen in and reapply her Bearhug. It was nearly effective in ending Karen this time on terms that she would have been ok with. It wasn’t a black widow hold, but it certainly seemed like it would get the job done!

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Her intent to keep pushing forward in this match apparent, Karen roars a moment as she slaps her own cheek, gaining all the breath that was just squeezed out of her, eyes behind her to the ropes as she intends to give Kat a reason to regret wrestling against the amazon.

That was, before Kat simply snagged her up again, lifting her right back into square one!

“NO!..NO!” She roars, coughing immediately as her abs go straight back in, smacking at Kat’s shoulders!

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As Karen roared, Katherine pressed on in her attempts to finish off her foe in the center of the ring, She lifted Karen off the ground and shook her vigorously from side to side. She’d begin to tense again again, seemingly committing herself to finishing Karen off, casting aside all care for the possibility of injuring the woman’s spine or ribs!

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Kat seemingly learns from the hug a moment ago, crushing Karen’s ribcage as she shakes her like a giant ragdoll, neither giving Karen a chance to push free, or land those strikes. Slowly buy surely, Karen’s eyes water, her body squeezed tightly to the point of her back threatening to crack. It doesn’t matter if she doesn’t pass out or suffocate, if Kat makes her unable to stand!

Falling forward, a last ditch jostle by her frame gives Karen one final idea. Given her massive bosom is already close to Kat’s good looks given the height, she simply leans in further; a single arm raising to pull on Kat’s head, and try to smother her way free!

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Katherine persisted in jostling and hugging her foe. In retrospect, going for a more elaborate submission probably would have been more apt. She’d remember not to play things by Karen’s terms next time they met. With her for on the brink of defend, Kat closed her eyes and focused on sealing the deal. But in the midst of her embrace, her foe began to try and fight back in the only way she could think of while pressed up against her fellow curvy, muscular heavyweight. By placing a hand on the back of Kat’s head and pulling her in for a breast smother!

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The seconds pass like minutes, with Karen’s body, bare at the midriff, turning red. Her eyes clench shut, tight enough to crush diamonds as she covers the mat and her foe both in sweat. The power of her smother turns to nothing now; a gentle pull, luckily saved by the sheer scale of Karen’s orbs pressing forward. If she doesn’t gain success in the next few moments though, Karen feels that not only will her time in this tournament end, but her time in wrestling all together, as she hears yet another long, creaking crack!

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“Mmmph….mfff” Kat groaned while trying to maintain the hug. She’d continue doing what she could to keep the pressure on Karen. But after a few seconds, it would occur to her that with no means to actually see Karen, she couldn’t tell if this hold was worth committing to. Rather than chance the both of them passing out, or even worse, just herself, Kat would try to escape the hold by running towards the nearest corner with the intention or amming Karen into it back-first!

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“Oh...gawd...oh...GHHHH…” Feeling her time is done, Karen begins to slump as arms that feel thicker than her core press her half to death, with her body limp in those arms. All the while, failing to realise that Kat was forced to release!

Her body still crushed into the corner nonetheless, such was a better option than being squeezed out of wrestling, as Karen slumps against it. Her arms over the top rope, she gasps as if emerging from deep water, colour in her cheeks returning, but even slower than last time, as her waistline coats in sweat and a throbbing redness.

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After ramming Karen into the corner, Katherine would breathe heavily before slowly backing away. Despite getting in much offense, the match was beginning to take its toll on her, on both of them.

“I’m gonna need more if I wanna finish you….” Hart contemplated aloud.

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Karen doesn’t need the crushing pain in her ribs to know she’s in a horrid spot. Lingering forward, the fact that even when tired, Kat still has her pinned is problem enough. Still, she tries for a slow escape; hands coming up to push on those mighty shoulders, as her bust briefly bashes against Kat’s own. She can’t end up trapped, not when she was just nearly broken in two.

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With Karen cornered and Kat intent on raising the stakes, the luchadora would grab the backs of her foe’s thighs and begin to try and lift her onto the top turnbuckle. As the one amazon lifted another, the fight would take a turn towards it’s climax. It’s been all Kat thus far! Would she seal the deal?!

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Karen’s eyes widen as yet again, it seems Kat goes for her poor waistline; hands coming to those arms to try and prevent them hooking, but failing. Luckily, it’s below her great rear as opposed to above it, albeit its not greatly preferable given where she is in the ring. Even more so given her position.

Still, she’s left atop the corner, like laundry hung out to dry, her hands still focusing on those nearly broken ribs.

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It was a struggle to hoist Karen up there. For all the comment about Kat’s weight, Karen proved to be equal in mass and weight if not, more. This combined with the fatigue both were feeling at this point in the match ensued in movements and execution that were a far cry from Hart’s usual crispness and fluidity in her moves. Still, she had to press on. She was serious about trying to vanquish her foe, tonight. And the path forward she saw would be one that required her elevate the contemptible Karen Starring before knocking her out of the tournament and out cold with a devastating Avalanche attack!

Kat would struggle to climb up after Karen, but within a few moment, she made it. With both her feet on the middle turnbuckle and Karen seated on the top one, everyone knew something big was coming.

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The moment Karen has company on the top ropes, she senses the attempt at an end is near. Coughing, she tries to demand presence back in the match, even though she’s a broken mess; her hands raising and pushing, then slapping, then clawing at whatever they could. A tummy jab, a hip shot, even a brief but huge groping of chest flesh. Tilting her frame forward, Karen apparently goes for broke, to shove Kat off the corner to her peril!

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It was obvious that such efforts from Kat wouldn’t go uncontested. If Karen’s strikes had been focused and sharp, Kat would have been a heap on the canvas by now! The purple clad woman would suffer a blow to her stomach, her hip, and many subsequent ones across her chest and upper body! But the seasoned pro clenched her teeth, steeled herself and held onto the adjacent ropes with both hands.

“GRR!”

Kat growled as she struggled to stay elevated. After suffering repeated blows and being forced to lean back, she’d lean back and try to repay Karen for her barrage with a stiff headbutt to the face!

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“GHAAA!” Spittle shooting from her mouth as her head falls back, every ounce of remaining sense is smashed from Karen, as Kat’s forehead turns her noggin red. She’s only kept from falling off the corner into the space outside via the turnbuckle itself and her foes grip, as she practically slumbers, barely even able to muster a word. Her arms to her side, the crowd calls for her end, as her frame gives off the sure signs of a done-for woman.

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Seconds after her headbutt connected, the luchadora looked up and smiled. It hurt. Her body was weary and fatigued, but she took solace in the fact that Karen had to be in much, much worse shape.

With her opponent as primed for the move as she was ever going to be, Kat went for broke! She’d jump up and spread her legs before attempting to hook them around the black haired wrestler’s head and flip backwards to attempt slam with a Frankensteiner!!

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The moment those legs hook, her only warning given in the form of a final line of brutal words, Karen feels the end is coming. With all of Kat’s weight pulling back, she even closes her eyes, seemingly prepared to accept that her body is about to be pulled from the top rope to the canvas, with force to likely not only end the match, but finish the work Kat’s endless squeezing did to her body.

Only, for some reason, it doesn’t.

Slurring awake at the last moment, Kat’s curvy rear finds itself host to a pair of hands, seemingly acting on their own, as Karen’s mitts prevent the Super Kitty pulling back. Barely awake, unsure of how her broken body could act on its own, Karen doesn’t question it. She has a chance for victory, and she doesn’t look the gift horse in the face. Moreso, she has the chance to drive Kat straight into the earth itself, as she falls forward, but holding Kat upon her shoulders with her!

A mostly-by accident version of her powerbomb finisher, End-Game, empowered by the height of the turnbuckle, as Karen falls to earth with her foe!

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Maybe it was happenstance, maybe Karen reacted instinctively in the nick of time. Perhaps it was a combination of the two. But whatever the case, Starring saw an opportunity and to do more than turn the tide. Despite Karen’s weakened, battered state, she capitalized on Kat’s Frankensteiner attempt by reversing it into an Avalanche Powerbomb - an even greater version of her finisher Endgame!!!

With a thunderous boom, Katherine Hart would be slammed into the mat back-first! She’d bounce off the canvas and land in the center of the ring, before lying prone and completely motionless. The audience would find themselves in genuine shock. The impact of the powerbomb literally had the referee fall on her backside and hands! Neither wrestler seemed to be moving. What...what happens now?!

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Laying flat besides her foe, the referee is convinced the match, and tournament itself, is a draw. Closing the distance, naturally to Kat first given the impact, Karen soon finds herself company to the official. She doesn’t know how she does it, but she coughs, ribs creaking with the motion; motion enough to ensure the referee she’s not done for. But Karen doesn’t know if she can say the same for the Super Kitty, a inch or so away!

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For a moment, it did seem like a genuine draw. Both women were down and seemingly out. But enough time passed for the referee to rise and tend to both heavyweights. Having gotten the better of the exchange, it made sense that Karen began to move. She didn’t stand right away. The black haired Miss Starring looked like she fought a dozen wars over. But the few signs of life she did show dwarfed that of Kat, who continued to remain still. After nodding to a downed Karen, the female official would make her way towards Kat. She touched the luchadora on the shoulder and then the face. She’d shout Kat’s name and do whatever she could think of to provide some stimuli to provoke a reaction...but none came….

With few other options, the official saw it fit to forgo the count. Any future interaction between these pro athletes, if there were any, was sure to ensue in career threatening disaster for one or both of them. The referee crossed her arms and raised them, signalling a formal stoppage of the right, and a TKO.

And thus, on this day, ‘The Super Kitty’ failed to be super. Today, she came so close that everyone in the arena could taste her victory, only to fall frustratingly small distance short by earning a position as runner up and tournament finalist, and her first official loss at LAW….

Winner via TKO: Karen Starring