Felicity Elliot vs Blair Hamilton

[RJD]

The winner of this match will be decided by a single pinfall or submission

Blair would be slightly anxious at the match she had tonight, she tried to research her opponent and couldn't find any information, but considering the fact that the misty haired wrestler by her own admission was pretty small, and worked in a profession dominated by tall people. So it was pretty unlikely that the Scot was going to have an even match up, and so she needed to worry otherwise literally whoever she was fighting could easily overwhelm her with sheer weight since Blair wasn't tall either. However that didn't mean Blair had resolved herself to losing, far from it she was only so worried because she was taking the competition serious, no matter who she faced she had to be weary and smart about every single action in order to claim victory despite her overwhelming disadvantage.

The lightweight would be wearing only her trainers, white and blue bra and panties and her medium sized shirt that on Blair's thin and petite frame functioned moreso as a combat dress, one that was incredibly comfortable to wrestle in surprisingly. " Shake it off " by Taylor swift would play through-out the arena and the lightweight would make her enterence, usually she payed no attention to the fans in the slightest but this time she decided to give them a tiny bit of fan service. The cute lightweight striking a quick pose, bending her back somewhat and making a cat paw shape with one of her hands while the other rested at her side. Blair getting a fairly loud buzz and hearing multiple pictures be taken before she broke the pose and headed to the ring blushing somewhat, this possibly being the first time the Scot had even acknowledged the fans existing.

Blair would then quickly roll under the bottom rope and step towards her corner with a bounce, reaching it and then seating herself atop the top turnbuckle as she waited for her opponent. The misty haired wrestler usually keeping to this tradition since otherwise she felt overwhelmed by the attention of the fans, although for some reason being atop the turnbuckle really eased her mind. Blair would manage to keep herself calm and prepare herself as she waited for her opponent to arrive, hoping that her opponent was a fellow lightweight or at least a small mid weight.

[Luncha_Libre]

Felicity Elliot was grinning from ear to ear, as she prepared to step out onto that LAW entrance ramp for the first time. This would be her first match in front of a Japanese audience, and her first time performing in front of a huge fan base. The woman who called herself the Black Cat, bad luck for everyone who crossed her in the ring, was feeling ready to make her big international debut! Felicity didn't know much about her opponent for the evening, Blair, except that the girl was part of the lightweight division. Which, to Felicity, meant that she was gong to have a good time in that ring, tonight!

The cat girl tucked her black silk ring gear snugly against her curvy body, making certain she looked her best as she heard her entrance music start. The smooth jazz tune brought a smirk to Felicity's lips, as she readied herself for her debut. Stepping up to the entrance ramp, Felicity put on her biggest smile and erupted onto the entrance ramp!

The young woman's curvy figure was barely tucked in, by her skimpy ring attire! The fans cheered at the sight of her, her toned yet buxom figure bouncing against the flimsy restraint of her cat girl gear!

“Nyyann!” Felicity said, teasing the fans as she waved to them. She skipped down to the ring, fixing her eyes on her opponent in the ring. Felicity looked at her with golden eyes, her specialty contacts giving the white-haired girl an otherworldly look!

Pulling herself up onto the ring apron, Felicity licked her lips as she looked over her competition. The slender young woman looked delicious, seeming tiny despite mounting herself on top of the turnbuckle.

“Oooh,” Felicity said, her chest swelling as she purred, “look at the little kitten! You ready to wrestle me, Little Kitten?” Felicity ducked between the ropes, and strode confidently toward the center of the ring. “That's a cute outfit,” Felicity teased, grinning ear to ear, “might get myself an outfit like that, before the end of the night ...” The Black Cat struck a confident pose, hands on her hips, as she stood in the center of the ring. She raised a hand, beckoning Blair to join her at the center of the ring.

“Come on now, Kitten,” she said, “let's lock up. I want to see what you're bringing to the ring, tonight!”

[RJD]

Blair would watch as her opponent made her way to the ring and entered it, the misty haired wrestler knowing right away that she was facing pretty bad odds, although of course she could have been facing a heavyweight which would have been even worse. To make matters worse her opponent shared a similar theme of cats with herself, which worried the smaller wrestler since she had encountered her kind before, and her being so small and looking quite catty herself led to some major embarrassment and of course name calling, a particularly bad name. " Not a kitten!" Is all the misty haired wrestler would say in response to her foe's words, as if it was a formulated response, meanwhile Blair's eyes would carefully followed her opponent as she spoke more, not reacting to her opponent praising her attire until she made a pretty suggestive comment.

" I really don't think it would fit you. " Blair would say, her face showing a little bit of worry since she wasn't very good with teasing during matches. Then Felicity would offer a lock up, the ref looking to the misty haired wrestler and she would nod, prompting the ref to ring the bell early so Blair would go accept the lock up without her opponent needing to go to her corner.

Approaching her fellow catty wrestler Blair would slowly bring her arms up, trying to link them with her opponent's, although if the other woman did the same Blair would quickly leap into the air and try to press her legs into the woman's ribs as she did so. Resulting in the Scot then falling to the mat and keeping hold of her opponent's hands, and making her opponent likely lean over in her direction and then Blair would try to push upwards with her legs just before she landed, trying to flip the bigger wrestler onto her back in a monkey flip, or in this situation a kitten flip would perhaps be a more fitting name.

[Luncha_Libre]

Felicity was grinning from ear to ear, as she watched Blair walk cautiously up to her. The ref got things rolling immediately, which was good for the self-styled black cat. Blair seemed intimidated, and Felicity didn't want the smaller girl to start getting her head around straight. If things slowed down, Blair might find her confidence, and Felicity liked the smaller cat girl on the defensive like this.

Felicity bit her lower lip in anticipation, feeling more than ready to get things rolling. When Blair brought her arms up, Felicity was all too eager to lock fingers with her, ready to start the match with a contest of strength she was sure would be one-sided. However, the “kitten” was far more clever than Felicity had given her credit for!

Before Felicity knew what was happening, Blair threw herself into the air. “Hhhn,” Felicity grunted, eyes widening as Blair's feet sank into her belly! Felicity's tummy went taut, as Blair's feet dug in and her leverage pulled the Black Cat off her bearings! Immediately, Felicity went end over end with Blair, the smaller girl pulling off a clever monkey flip!

Felicity didn't have much time to react, just second before she would get tossed to the mat onto her shapely ass! Clenching her core, Felicity relied on speed and balance to see her through. The Black Cat tucked her legs together, bent at the knees. They went up and over as surely as the rest of her did, with little Blair flinging her body through the air. Felicity rolled with it, however, just hoping she could bring them up high enough for her planned counter.

With a loud thud, Felicity followed through- completing the flip that Blair had sent her into, and landing on her feet with all the grace of her namesake! Staggering out of the landing a bit, Felicity shook her head, but tried to play the move off.

“H-hah,” Felicity said, “Little Kitten has some tricks, doesn't she?” Felicity drew her body long and lean, stretching her arms above her head, trying both to look confident on her feet, and emphasize the height difference between herself and her opponent. “Looks like I'm going to have to take extra care toying with you, aren't I?” Felicity then went low, trying to take on a defensive stance, waiting to see what the clever little kitten might throw at her, next!

[RJD]

Blair was careful, graceful, quick and conservative in her movements. The smaller wrestler showing her polished quick style and making every slight movement count, knowing full well that the moment she was caught it could be a long time until she was freed. The Scot's clever and careful move proved to be for naught as Felicity managed to land cleanly on the foot, leaving Blair somewhat panicking as she turned around to see her opponent undamaged and more prepared to act than herself as the Scot moved up to her feet and turned to observe her opponent.

Blair's opponent taunting her further, all while purposefully playing up the height difference. The slightly frustrated Scot just taking a deep breath before trying to come up with another move, since her foe seemingly was making the wise choice of staying on the defensive and putting the pressure on the disadvantaged wrestler.

Ignoring her opponent's taunts for now Blair would approach the white haired wrestler, wearing her heart on her sleeve slightly as her facial expression seemed concerned about that toying comment.

Blair would grasp for her opponent's arm as soon as she got into reach, trying to quickly rotate on the spot to twist her opponent's arm and then try to smoothly side step behind her opponent, trying to press that arm into her opponent's back. Blair knew she couldn't stop there though, attempting to push her foot into the back of her opponent's ankle, not stomping but rather just pushing it inwards in hopes of forcing her opponent onto her knees. The misty haired wrestler trying to take her opponent down to her level.

" If you've been bested by a kitty then what does that make you? " Blair would ask, finally returning the taunt of she was successful as she thought she was in a secure enough position to do so.

[Luncha_Libre]

Felicity's chest swelled with pride, as she got her footing back on the mat. Blair was clearly proud of that clever little move of hers, and Felicity had just shamelessly stolen that from her! Felicity grinned from ear to ear as she waited for Blair to lock up, waiting to see how the little kitten would respond!

Felicity's tongue ran across her upper lip, when she saw worry in Blair's face. Apparently, the little kitten didn't like the idea of being toyed with. Felicity was going to have to remember that!

When Blair moved in, however, Felicity wasn't prepared for how quickly the little Scot could move! Felicity was so focused on Blair's expression of concern and worry that she let her opponent slide right by her, catching her wrist and twisting it right to the small of Felicity's back!

“Nnh!” Felicity grunted, as she was caught in the lock. Blair was behind her in an instant, stepping behind her and cutting Felicity's leg out from beneath her- forcing the black cat to the mat! Felicity's eyes widened in surprise and horror as she was forced down- the little cat girl was in control, now, and Felicity felt the burn of humiliation as her body fell under Blair's control! “Ooh,” she grunted, pushing back against Blair's grip and finding herself unable to break it. Felicity's cheeks started to burn red as she realized that the kitten did, indeed, have the upper hand. She was going to have to think fast, she told herself.

“So, Kitten,” Felicity said, leaning back and letting her soft body sink into Blair, “what are you going to do with me?” Felicity leaned her head back into Blair's shoulder, letting her warm cheek caress Blair's shoulder. “If you have truly bested me, and all?” Felicity breathed warmly onto Blair's neck, letting her tongue dart out for just a second to lick Blair's flesh, to see how the Scot kitten would respond to her teasing ...

[RJD]

Blair couldn't help but let out a slight sign of relief as she managed to sneak behind the bigger kitty and take her down to her knees, it was no easy feat and if the misty haired wrestler hadn't went all around the world picking up different manuevers she probably wouldn't have been able to blend moves together well enough to achieve that goal. The Scot then putting all her effort into keeping her opponent on her knees and holding her arm in place, Felicity leaning backwards and casually speaking to the woman in control, something that was irritating, but Blair understood considering the massive height advantage her opponent likely wasn't too threatened by being caught in such a hold. even making Blair shiver and inch away slightly when her opponent licked her neck, earning the slightest of a blush.

This would prompt the misty haired wrestler to wrench the arm further, before then giving her response after hopefully suppressing her opponent's teasing somewhat. " Nothing that you'd like, pervert. If you want yourself a kitten look elsewhere " Blair would comment, being as cold as ever even when slightly flustered.

The misty haired wrestler would then try to release her opponent's arm and quickly shimmy back round to her front, hoping that her opponent was still on her knees by the time she got there. If Felicity was in fact still on her knees then Blair would wind her leg back and kick it into her opponent's chest, before then pulling it back and repeating the process yet again, trying to nail her less modestly chested opponent with another kick. Then Blair would do a full spin and attempt to chip her opponent's head with a swift kick as she turned.

Blair knew she had to be careful every step of the way, and while Felicity's teasing was doing a fair job of intimidating her, it was also inspiring her. The misty haired wrestler doing her best to not get caught by the bigger cat, although such a thing was inevitable. Blair just hopped she could damage and tire our her opponent enough that she would be able to nimbly escape her opponent's hands before she could grapple and pin her down for whatever perverted things such a wrestler would try to do. Unfortunately the Scot's strikes weren't exactly all that powerful, they were fairly commendable given her intense lack of strength since she made up for it with speed and momentum, but her natural lack of weight or strength made it hard for her to stun someone and even harder for her to deal real damage without repeatedly going for the same areas.

[Luncha_Libre]

Felicity was having too much fun playing with the smaller catgirl. Despite Blair's tough talk, Felcity had a feeling she was managing to get under the kitten's skin, prompting her to get cold and vicious. It was a nice distraction, at least, from the way Blair was still managing to control her body, from behind!

Just like Felicity had pictured, Blair would end up releasing the hold. However, the cute kitten didn't just back off- in a flash, she was moving into position for her next attack! Before Felicity could get up off of her knee, Blair was in front of her, ready to unload with some kicks!

“OHH!” Felicity cried, as one of Blair's toned legs snapped straight into her chest. Felicity was somewhat proud of her bust, and she was hardly used to getting this kind of abuse! She blushed a deep red, as Blair's leg sank into her soft, yielding flesh. “Ughhn!” she groaned, as Blair did it again.

Felicity's shock and pain turned into irritation rather quickly. Feliicty's eye went wide in shock, looking offended. Again, her 'kitten' was embarrassing her in the ring!

When Blair spun around for a higher kick, Felicity saw her opening. Getting up to one knee, Felicity raised her arms. She could see where Blair's next kick was heading (thankfully not her tender breasts!) and she was ready for it. Raising her arms, Felicity opened her hands, and caught Blair's kick inches away from her head!

“Not playing nice, little kitten!” Felicity said, some edge to her voice, “Looks like someone needs to be punished!” Felicity would push herself back up to her feet, then, while not releasing Blair's leg. She wanted to keep control of her opponent, make her squirm on the proverbial hook for a moment. Feeling a bit mean, Felicity grinned from ear to ear.

Eventually, Felicity would rise to her full height, keeping a tight grip on Blair's calf. Sizing the smaller cat girl up, Felicity could tell Blair's speed was her biggest advantage. Time to do something about that!

First, Felicity would snap her own leg up, delivering a hard kick to the inside of Blair's thigh. “Naughty kitten!” Felicity would shout, as she punished Blair's offending leg. Then, after hopefully softening the poor girl up some, Felicity would further punish her by dropping down, twisting and yanking on Blair's leg as she did so, to hit the poor girl with a dragon screw that would use her own leg to throw her down to the mat!

[RJD]

Blair's hard efforts would bare some fruits, both her resourcefulness and composure that she was focusing heavily on allowing her to get the slightest edge over her opponent. The misty haired wrestler managing to land most her kicks before pulling back for her big final kick. Then to her despair she was caught, the game of cat and mouse swiftly coming to an end, leaving Blair hopping on the spot slightly to try and stop herself from tumbling to the mat, only having one leg on the mat.

Then the bigger wrestler would rise, dwarfing the kitten she had captured in size and making the caught wrestler a little bit anxious again. Leaving Blair in sixpence until her inner thigh would suddenly be nailed by a powerful and heavy kick, earning a pained cry from the lightweight as she almost crumbled to the mat, the only thing stopping her being the other wrestler's arms holding one of her legs.

Felicity giving a stern threat about what was to come, Blair struggling to hide her fear as the woman who had 8 inches on her was finally taking control and didn't seem too happy about the underdog fighting back earlier.

Felicity then performing a flawless Dragon screw that resulted in the the misty haired wrestler's back slamming hard into the mat, her again earning a loud cry as Blair was laid out on the mat grumbling in pain. The smaller wrestler already having a hard time as she just writhed on the canvas while holding her pained leg. Blair not exactly known for having strong limbs or a high pain tolerance.

[Luncha_Libre]

Felicity was grinning like the cat that caught the mouse, as she watched poor Blair hop helplessly on one leg. The look on her face was priceless, almost making Felicity regret that she was about to bring the poor kitten crashing down to the mat. Almost.

After bringing Blair down to the mat, Felicity rose to one knee. Her chest heaved as she took a deep breath of satisfaction. “That's more like it, Kitten,” Felicity said, cruelly. “Little Kitten was getting a little big for her britches, wasn't she?” Felicity took a moment to loom over her opponent, just letting Blair writhe and suffer below her while eating up every moment of her domination.

Felicity wouldn't wait long to get back to work, however. She wanted to step things up, but first she was going to have to cut down on some of the cute little cat girl's supply of spunk.

“But, it seems my little Kitten wants to play rough, doesn't she?” Felicity said, taking hold of Blair's calf again as she rose to her full height. “Well, let me know how you like playing this rough!” Felicity softened Blair up, laying into that same suffering leg with another hard kick. Then, Felicity would begin turning Blair over, twisting her body into a single-leg Boston crab to further punish and slow the suffering Scottish catgirl!

If she could get Blair into position, Felicity would seat her bum down on Blair's lower back, trying to keep the poor girl trapped on the mat while twisting and punishing her leg. Felicity licked her upper lip, enjoying the domination, but eagerly anticipating the chance to set Blair up for even worse!