Poison vs. Origa Xenia ~ Cage Match!

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Poison grit her teeth and smiled in grim satisfaction as Origa's head bounced off of the cage, leaving her in a brief daze. Poison had regained her momentum and left the giantess briefly stunned, now she just had to capitalize on it. She just had to make sure the bigger woman couldn't get her hands on her again.

As Origa lashed out with her backfist, the pinkette quickly released her grip on her hair and dodged backwards, just narrowly getting out of the desperate attack. Not wanting to get hit the crazed arm of the Amazon, Poison went low again, falling to her knees behind Origa. With determination in her eyes she struck out herself, swinging her arm towards Origa's leg, trying to nail her in the back of the knee with a hard-hitting chop block.

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Origa wasn’t expecting her head to get slammed into the cage wall. At least, not this early but that’s not the point. With her vision current seeing stars and temporarily nursing a small headache, Origa lashes out with one of her arms in hopes of knocking Poison away so she could get some time to recover and get her mind set back on the match at hand. But it wasn’t going to be that easy.

Origa’s arm hit nothing but air, but it also didn’t force poison away as the pink punk instead ducked low and sent a powerful chop to the back of the amazons knee. Origa let out a shout as she fell to one knee, now level with Poison’s own height. Now desperate to create some form of distance Origa attempted to send an elbow to poison’s belly and force the punk away. But if her attack missed or was dodged then she would be left wide open for a counter.

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Origa dropped down to her knees, and Poison was ready to keep her assault going, to keep this giantess mixed up and to keep her off of her guard. She started to rise back up to her feet, ready for her next attack, but suddenly, out of nowhere, Origa's arm jerked backwards, her elbow aimed for Poison's stomach.

"OOF!"

The Amazon was able to nail the pink punk right in her belly, and naturally the attack was enough to knock the air out of Poison. She doubled over and took a stumbling step backwards, grabbing her stomach with one hand. That had fucking hurt, leaving the pinkette wide open as she struggled to shake off Origa's desperate attack.

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Her elbow was out of desperation but it seemed that luck had favored her at that moment as Origa felt her elbow crash into her opponents abdomen. It seemed that Poison had gotten a little ahead of herself and Origa was able to land the blow. Origa wasn’t one to look a gift horse in the mouth especially now that she was finally able to recover from her earlier smashing and refocus on Poison.

Seeing her bent over like that had given Origa an idea, she she quickly dashed forward and lifted the pink punks arm over her neck before she grabbed onto the her VERY short jeans. Pulling on them for leverage Origa would attempt to lift Poison overhead in a quick and simple snap suplex.

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By the time Poison was able to shake off most of the crushing effects of Origa's elbow strike, it was too late for her to realize what was happening. She looked up just in time to see Origa standing tall, dashing towards her, and before she could try to dodge or get out of the way, the Amazon had her.

"FUCK!"

Poison's curse was loud and sharp as she felt Origa's hand snatching her barely-there jean shorts, lifting her back up into the air again. The pinkette knew what was coming, and there wasn't anything she could do about it. Within the next couple of seconds, she had been slammed back down by the suplex, hitting the canvas with a loud crash.

This time, however, she didn't hurry back to her feet. She just laid there, groaning in pain as she writhed against the mat, the woman in shock at the sheer strength of the dark-haired giantess.

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For a giant Origa prided herself on her speed, something that must have definitely surprised Poison as the caramel giant was upon her in an instant. Poison had little time to do anything other than loudly swear as Origa forced her arm over her neck and grabbed tightly onto her jean short shorts. With everything in place it was easy for the amazon to lift the punk into the air and send her crashing back down in the suplex.

Releasing her hold on her opponents neck and shorts, Origa quickly rolled over onto her front and to her hands and knees. There she stood to her full height and surveyed the damage. From the looks of things she blew a lot of wind out of the punks sails but Origa knew it was only a matter of time until she recovered so she needed to keep the pressure on.

With that in mind Origa walked over and lifted Poison’s legs into the air, tucking them beneath her armpits. From there the amazon twisted and forced the pinkette to turn onto her belly while Origa took a seat on the small of the woman’s back in a textbook Boston crab. There Origa yanked back and bent the heel into a C shape. The crowd around winced as some could only imagine what kind of pain she was in. Origa bent so far back that her long raven locks hung slightly above Poisons own head.

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Poison couldn't believe the situation she was in.

She was hurting too much from the elbow to the gut and the sudden suplex afterwards to stop Origa as the woman grabbed her legs, twisted her over and onto her stomach. The pinkette knew what was coming, but she couldn't believe it was going to happen. She tried to crawl away, she tried to kick her legs to get Origa to let go, but the Amazon had a tight grip, and Poison wasn't going anywhere. Then, when the giantess squatted over her, bending her legs and her body backwards?

Poison began to scream, a shrill cry of pain that pierced the air of the arena.

At once, the crowd began to cheer, screaming for Origa, some of them shouting at her to keep going and break Poison in half. It was no secret that Poison was nasty in her matches, and wasn't afraid to fight dirty, and after her last few fights the audience was more than happy to see her finally get her due punishment. Origa bent backwards, forcing Poison into that awful C-shape, and the pinkette could only scream, surges of pain racing through her body as the Boston crab was fully locked in.

She pounded at the mat. She cursed and she shouted and she screamed. She wasn't going anywhere though. She was trapped, and for the moment was at the mercy of Origa, and only time would tell if she could withstand the hold or find her way free.

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The screech that emanated from the pink punks lips was loud enough to shatter glass and Origa could feel her ears tingle and twitch as she and those in the front row of the audience winced. If that wasn’t a sign of extreme agony the Origa wouldn’t know what was. So she was determined to keep it up as she bent back even further than before and adding only more pain to the mix.

The requirements to win were either by knockout or escaping the cage so unless Poison passed out from the pain, no amount of screaming or submitting was going to help her and much to Origa’s shock, many in the audience agreed. It seemed that Poison didn’t have that good of a reputation if the fans were all united in saying that the pink punk deserved everything that was happening to her and more.

But Origa had more things to focus on such as deciding whether or not to keep the hold locked in a little longer and drain more of the pinkettes strength. Or let her go and move on to other moves. After one last major pull that had her hair unknowingly cover her opponents face Origa released her quarry and let the heels legs flop to the mat. Standing up Origa walked around to Poison’s head and slowly began to drag her back to her feet for more punishment.

”Up you go. We’re not done yet.”

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Poison collapsed fully to the mat, as Origa finally broke her hold, letting her legs drop to the canvas. She laid there facedown, her breath ragged and a low groan of pain emanating from her lips. She had fought bigger women before, but none as large as Origa, and definitely no one with that kind of sheer power, that kind of pure strength. It was insane. Poison felt like she had just been dragged through hell and back.

And unfortunately for her, it wasn't over yet.

A shiver ran down her spine as Origa grabbed her, forcing her back up to her feet. She didn't know what was coming next, and quite frankly, the pink punk didn't want to know. She was hurting in a way that she hadn't felt in a very long time, and she most certainly didn't want that sensation to grow any stronger than it already was.

So, when she was finally standing again, Poison lashed out. There was obvious desperation in her movements, that much was clear to everyone watching, but sometimes desperation was exactly what you needed to succeed. As soon as her boots were back flat on the mat, Poison let out a loud scream. Her arm shot up, and in a dirty, cheap shot she stabbed her thumb up towards Origa's face, trying to jam it right into the woman's eye.

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If there was one advantage that the massive amazon used to the fullest, it was her strength. Thanks to that and her size Origa was sure that she could put Poison down for the count with only a couple more devastating moves. Releasing the pink punks legs Origa stood back up to her feet and walked around to Poisons head, where she bent down and slowly dragged the sluggish woman back up to her feet.

Origa didn’t know much about Poison, she only knew her by reputation and even that was rather small. She didn’t know how the woman acted or how she would react to the pummeling she was receiving at the hands of the caramel amazon. All Origa knew was that the punk pissed off the audience enough that they cheered when Origa turned her into an alphabetical letter, and knowing how fickle the audience can be with them changing allegiances at the drop of a hat that was quite a feat.

It was because of that, that when Poison made the desperate bid to poke the amazons eyes with her thumbs Origa was completely unprepared. ”GAH! You little!!” The amazon shouted as she immediately shoved Poison away so she could rub at her irritated eye. The crowd immediately began to boo at the underhanded tactic but that was all they could do as Origa tried to get her vision back, no longer paying attention to her dirty opponent.