Maria Castillo vs Tara Jaeger "The Belly Stretcher"

[winner3]

Standard Match: Victory to be determined via pin-fall, submission, knockout, count out, or disqualification



VS

[Bare]

Tara was backstage in the guerilla position eagerly finishing strapping on her kick pads over her bare feet as final preperations for her big debut on the LAW scene. Having wrestled in indie promotions for years she was ready and eager to come out on a much grander stage. And lucky for her she was debiting on the biggest law stage of them all by earning a shot against a veteran wrestler formerly known as La Parca but now went by Maria Castillo ~. “Mhm I hope La Parca is ready to have her stomach made into jello ~” Tara said aloud as she lowered her leg and stood up admiring herself in her new ring gear in the mirror.

Clad in a ensemble that consisted of a bright, shiny, metallic red wrestling brassiere held together in the center by a gold ring with thin black shoulder straps that connect at the center of the back revealing quite a bit of her chest and back. With this she wears violet elbow length fingerless gloves with violet knuckles and palms. Along the fore arms of the gloves are parallel gold trimmed red lightning designs that meld into the red knuckles. She also wears red wrestling trunks held up by a black belt with a gold lightning bolt buckle, the shorts only go to her upper thighs revealing almost all of her thick thighs and legs with her feet being covered by red kick pads with parallel gold trimmed violet lightning bolts going down the fronts. “Bow chika bow wow.” She said playfully to herself as finally her music began to play making her smirk as it was time for her moment.

Strutting out onto the entrance ramp she would throw an arm up posing for the crowd who cheered making her smirk. Lowering her arm she would begin sashaying her way down to the ring winking and waving at fans. Her walking showing of her impressive legs and rear end as she made it to the ring. Walking up the steps she would wink at the crowd before flipping over the ropes into the ring. Backing up into the middle of the ring she would smile to herself as she decided to give the crowd a show.

Swinging her right leg up for an impressive sweeping high kick that went well above her head she would then pull the extended limb down under her while swinging her left leg up as well before using the momentum of said kick and positioning of her right leg to do a pieroette that she would stop by dropping down into a perfect split with her arms behind her head in a sexy pose. Winking to the crowd and blowing a kiss she would roll backwards onto her feet before walking to a corner to await her veteran opponet.

[SleeperAgent94]

The lights suddenly went dark black, and the crowd roared in support, knowing this was the herald of the Reaper herself. After a few moments, the arena blazed with light once more, with Maria standing across from Tara. The Luchadora was adorned in a rippling dark blue cloak, a skull like helmet covering her face. Not once did she ever break eye contact with her opponent, unclasping the cloak and tossing it aside to reveal her toned form, wrapped in her tight ring gear that highlighted her subtle muscles.

While the attendant retrieved the garment, graceful hands reached up to remove the decorated skull, letting the soft hair fall out and reveal the traditional luchadora mask that her family had made famous for generations. Handing the helmet to the ref, she walked to her corner, silent as the grave and ready to put another potential challenger down for the count.

"Fight well." was all she said to her opponent.

[Bare]

As the lights went dark Tara could feel her heart racing in excitement, adrenaline already pumping for this momentous occasion as her brain sparked with ideas and strategies. Just when it felt like she was about to burst from eagerness the lights snapped back on and her eyes immediately met her opponets

Staring into the voids of the skull helmet Tara’s mind became razor sharp and focused as she watched her opponets entrance as if in a trance. As her opponet entered the ring and disrobed herself Tara compulsively licked her lips feeling a hybrid of competitive spirit and arousal at La Parca’s magnificient body.

Hearing the older woman’s simple and short words made Tara smirk. “I most certainly will.“ she said in return to La Parca’s own words, gripping her hands and tightly and leaning forward Tara tensed her body and as soon as the bell rang shot forward like a bolt of lightning. As she approached the reaper she’d open right off the start by jumping up and tucking her legs up to attempt and crash both her knees into Parca’s chest

[SleeperAgent94]

The bell had barely rung when Maria was hit hard by a running knee strike the the chest! The sheer impact of the blow knocked the luchadora flat on her back, arms flopping above her head while her skull cracked on the mat! In all her years she was accustomed to being the fast one in matches! It was near unfathomable to find someone even faster than herself. Even when she tried to will her body back up, all she could manage was a weak twitch of her limbs!

[Bare]

After landing back on her feet from the successful knee to her opponets chest Tara looked down with a smirked at the fallen luchadora. Knowing she to take advantage of this Tara would bend down and go to grab a handfull of Maria’s hair. If successful she would try to haul the veteran to her feet and pivot on her own intending to launch Maria at the closest corner with as much force as she could muster

[SleeperAgent94]

Maria was surprised by the sudden strike, clutching her chest while Tara wrenched on her hair. Stumbling to her feet, she was thrown headlong into the corner, managing to turn at the last second and slam her back into the padded turnbuckles! The impact made the lucha legend hiss when the daggers of pain stabbed into her spine, but he gripped the top rope till her knuckles were white, desperate to fight off the momentary injury! Ready for Tara, she primed her own kick, ready to lift her foot up to connect when the inevitable splash came!

[Bare]

As Tara slammed Maria into the corner she would smirk and bend down a bit before dashing forward full speed at the corner bound Maria. Leaping up she would turn midair to slam her but into Maria’s chest. However she wasn’t able to notice Maria raising her leg and as a result crashed right into her foot making Tara’s eyes widen in pain as she was pushed forward. Landing back on her feet she hissed in pain while holding her rear Tara winced as she stumbled away from the corner

[SleeperAgent94]

With the momentum now firmly in her corner, Maria took off at a run! With Tara clutching at her injured rump, it left her wide open for Maria's tilt-a-whirl DDT! Wrapping her arm around Tara's neck, the luchadora jumped and spun, before bringing all her weight down to spike Tara's skull firmly in the center of the ring! Not content with that, La Parca's feet reared again, kipping back to stable footing, much to the applause of the audience!

Looking down at Tara, even Maria couldn't keep the smile from her face, grabbing Tara's jaw in a firm grasp to drag her to her feet, "You have surprising speed....you even caught me off guard. Not many can say the same."

Standing Tara up, Maria leaned back and sent a knife edge chop to smack Tara right across the chest!

[Bare]

“Gyah!” Tara cried out in pain following her heads impact with the mat from the ring veterans tilt-a-whirl ddt. Rubbing her head following the hit she groaned and gritted her teeth before feeling her jaw being pinched by her opponets fingers as she was forced up. Gritting her teeth Tara clenched her fists as she realized she had lost the brief advantage she had taken with her preemptive attack.

Hissing in pain from the chop to her chest Tara refused to give her opponet the satisfaction of another audible grunt. “I’ll show you my speed isn’t the only surprising thing about me!” She said sending her own knife edge chop to La Parca’s chest. However the speedy middleweight wouldn’t stop there as she would send a follow up scissor kick into the luchadora’s gut. If successful Tara would reaffirm her footing and then turn and run at the ropes bouncing off them and launching herself back at La Parca leaping up while extending her knee to drive the hard bones of her knees into the hopefully hunched over woman’s face for one of her signature moves the Bolt Burst.