Mika Yuriko vs. Rose Gold: Last Lightweight Standing

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Mika would have made a comment or two in response to these rather chilling, sensual threats and almost sinister glee she had outlining her plans to the world but her focus was on the current danger as her legs were spread, rear was raised and this cruel lightweight seemed to prepare another cunt buster which made her eyes widen.

"Wait wait wa...!"

SMACK!!!

"AGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!"

Members of the audience winced at that blow as Mika cried out in agony, slipping out of Rose's grasp as she rolled to the outside aiming to get some space as she rubbed that soft womanhood of yours that had been kicked to paste by this vindictive opponent. The referee wished she could administer Rose for it but in this type of match anything short of lethal force was legal.

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Rose Gold shuddered as her opponent's soft snatch yielded to her boot. She wondered, had she placed the kick better, might she have penetrated her? It was a vicious ponderance, but Rose Gold was the Vicious Vixen. The other blonde's wailing made it all worthwhile. And the dish was further seasoned by the referee's reprehension and the crowd's reaction. All of it told her... She'd badly hurt her opponent. Wounded her womanhood in a way that would greatly contrast with how she intended to tease it later.

"Such sweet music you make, little Mika."

Rose Gold would hurry atop the nearest turnbuckle and perch like a hawk. She hoped that the woman's ailing sex would prevent her from acting, even if she did notice her! Then, without mercy, she would leap from her high ground, aiming to crush Mika Yuriko! She turned gracefully in the air, intending to crush her with a body splash that would leave the women plastered against the cold arena floor in a 69 position.

That is... If Mika didn't have the sense to get out of the way!

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[godjacob]

O-ow...it all hurts...
Oh suck it up you sissy! You gotta make this bitch pay for making a fool of us!

Needless to say the kick to the womanhood left Mika reeling, and much to the voice of her other side a bit too prone for their liking as she tried to recover on the outside. Thankfully there was no count-outs in this kind of match but it seemed Rose was one to take full advantage of the lack of rules for this brutal style of match as she went off high and jumped down aiming to squish her like a bug!

Mika in a panic did what she only could, roll away as she ducked under the ring apron and moved leaving just open thin padding for Rose to land on as she managed to get just out of harms way.

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There was a reason these moves were labeled high risk. If a woman were to land them, they elicited great fan-fare from the crowds and extreme suffering from their foes. As Rose soared through the air she had already begun to fantasize about how it would feel to crush little Mika under her weight. To leave her trapped between her thighs in searing agony.

The other side of that coin however... Was that if the maneuver failed, the performer would suffer on the other's behalf!

Rose Gold crashed into the unforgiving arena floor not unlike a car wreck as Mika rolled out of the way! Her lithe form all but belly flopped onto the thinly padded concrete with a sick, meaty *thud*. Her eyes bulged as all of the air left her lungs in a huff of air and saliva. Her body rolled from the momentum, only stopping as she collided with the announcer's table!

She clutched her taut tummy and wailed in pain. Her feet kicked as her mind tried to wrap itself around what was happening to her. Her eyes knit tightly, shutting out the world. For the moment... There was only pain.

"1! 2!" And the impending count that served as the stipulation for the match!

[godjacob]

As Mika rolled under the ring, she heard a thud outside as she presumed Rose smacked into something...perhaps the floor or the announce table, regardless of which she had an opening as the referee had began a count against the cruel lightweight.

"3!"

Mika doubted that this one spill, even one as high as the one Rose took from her flight, would be enough to keep her down. So she needed to get out from under the ring and be prepared to seize this opening to lead her own offensive. Though while under the ring, she began to think that maybe given the nature of this match that a weapon could help push her edge over the top.

So, Mika reached for the first thing she could find, unsure of what given the darkness under the ring but she worked to roll out from under the ring and watched Rose waiting to strike if need be with her new mystery weapon.

"4!"

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"5!"

Rose clutched her poor tummy, tears creeping out of the corner of her eyes as she lay face down on the floor. Her mouth gaping in a breathless gasp. Her feet had finally stopped kicking... There was a sign of progress... Recovery. Ontop of that, the referee's count was finally blurring into her reality.

"6!"

She pushed up to her knees, her saliva trailing out of the corner of her mouth. The sexy lightweight was a picture of suffering as she tottered back to her feet with a hand upon her head and one wrapped about her belly.

"Where..." She winced, her voice a rasping mockery of itself. "Did you go!?"

[godjacob]

"Right here!"

During the count, Mika had managed to emerge from under the ring as she was a bit flustered over the item she managed to draw upon; a plastic leg of what was presumed a female manikin. Why this facility even had that under the ring was a question Mika quickly decided she'd rather not answer, and while far from an ideal she had no time to look for an alternative.

As Rose stood, Mika charged and aimed to strike with a full swing of the manikin leg right for Rose's head; if she was lucky, she'd land a clean shot and perhaps even knock her over the guard rail to the front row of the crowd. Either way she aimed to put all her strength behind this to press the advantage and knock the drooling lightweight even more loopy.

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Rose Gold turned around just in time for the plastic mannequin leg to bounce off the side of her face with a hollow *Thunk*!

"AHN!" She screamed as the blow rattled her, sending her stumbling towards the guard rail and tumbling past it into the audience! The crowd erupted as the black clad blonde was sent among their ranks! Their hands hungrily searched her figure even as she struggled to her knees.

"G-get your hands off me!" She demanded, slapping errantly at the faceless masses of the all female front row audience members! Rose backed away from them, putting her back to the guard rail. She had all but forgotten about Mika for the time being as she tried to bat away the pawings of her adoring fandom. She could feel their grubby fingers upon her soft pale thighs. She felt her soft breasts yield to the pressure of their palms. "D-don't touch me!"

[godjacob]

While Rose had been busy dealing with the crowd who maybe she was brought a little too close to, Mika had used the time to catch her breath before she saw the position her taunting opponent was on against the guardrail and saw an opening.

Mika climbed on the railing working to keep her balance before she measured the distance between herself and this "gold" girl before she charged ahead. Mika aimed to dash on top of the railing towards Rose as she aimed to deliver a running kick right to her face as she was close to its exterior aiming to drive her advantage and knock her on her ass by the luxury seats.

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"Stop! Not a one of you deserve to even see me!" She screamed in desperate refusal of the audiences hungry grasping! She could feel their hands all over her! Those that couldn't reach her were cheering the others on mercilessly! It left Rose Gold completely distracted and completely incapacitated as Mika set up her follow up offense!

She neither noticed or reacted as Mika charged. Instead, her tiny body shivered as she felt a fingernail tacitly trace her lycra veiled womanhood. The sensation shocked her and she hauled back to throw a punch at whoever she thought was responsible! It was at that exact moment that Mika's boot connected with her jaw!

The blow sent Rose tumbling along the barricade with a terrible cry! "AHN!" Her momentum slid to a halt just in front of the fancy seats. It left her splayed out. Her eyes stared up at the arena ceiling unfocused. Her attire was in tatters from all of the grasping hands of the audience but somehow managed to still cover all of her unmentionables.