Handicap Battle: Gemma Faraday vs. Irish Oldschool

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Peggy pulled Gemma up and shoved her in to the corner rearing back and planting her with a flurry of body punches!

Peggy's legs and backside trembled as she stepped in to every punch she could softening up Gemma. Meanwhile Lauren climbed back up on the apron slapping Peggu on the back to tag herself in!

"Come on Peggy lemme show ya a real slam!" Lauren said as she climbed through the ropes pulling Gemma by the hair out of the corner. The shaky, lumpy legged Lauren was trying to bend over and grip Gemma for another scoop slam in the middle of the ring!

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“Ugh! Aagh! Aaauugh!” Gemma could only cry out in pain as Peggy threw her into the corner and continued to punish her belly. Gemma hung from the top turnbuckle, gasping for air, glaring at her opponents through sweat-matted bangs.

“Aoww!” Gemma cried out, pain and misery mixing with irritation as Lauren yanked her out of the corner. The match was moving quickly now, and not in a way that the punky, high-flying Brit liked. Now she was faced with her blonde opponent, and the Irish redhead was getting to take a breather.

“Whoa!” Gemma cried out, as Lauren grabbed her between the legs and hoisted the pert Brit’s body toward the center of the ring. Gemma knew she didn’t have long, so she braced herself. Again, her body was slammed into the ring. “AARGH!” Gemma cried out, the impact rocking her up from flat to a seated position. She gritted her teeth, grimacing in pain, balling her fists and flexing her arms. Her breasts bounced in her white top, the impact reverberating through her body. Gemma took deep breaths, telling herself it was no worse than any other crash landing, and tried to focus. She had to get a counter in, and soon … before it was too late!

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Lauren wanted to keep hammering Gemma and she looked down at the young wrestler with a scowl on her face. "This is for that sneaky shot and knocking me off the apron!" Lauren said as she jumped up and extended her legs hoping to crash down on top of Gemma with a leg drop. If she hit Gemma she would wrap her legs around Gemma's head and squeeze trapping her in a headscissor while listening to the booing crowd.

"Shut up!" Lauren would shout back as she flexed her arms while squeezing, then hammering away with her fists as she struck at Gemma's abdomen with hammer strikes as she kept her trapped. Lauren was mad and angry, trying to wear down Gemma as best she could!

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“Aaaaugh!” Gemma cried out, Lauren’s thick thighs coming down hard on her chest and crushing her. The punky Brit shot up to a seated position, arms crossed over her aching chest, eyes watering in pain. Unfortunately, the blonde wasn’t done yet, swinging around to catch Gemma in a headscissor that clamped tight around her neck!

“Nnngh!” Gemma grunted in protest, her chunky boots pounding the mat as she scrambled and panicked. Gemma tried to pull herself over, to flip herself, but a loud smack echoed through the arena as Lauren’s fist smacked against her belly! Gemma went down, ass bouncing off the mat. She still kicked out with her legs, trying to scramble into a position she could use to twist out, but obviously it would be with much less enthusiasm with every smack to her belly, until soon Gemma was laid out flat and staring up at the lights with tears running down her cheeks.

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Lauren saw Gemma go limp and she adjusted letting go of the headscissor and standing up to her feet. She looked over at Peggy and flexed her arms, bending down to deadlift scoop slam Gemma! Lauren put everything she had into it before striking a pose as the crowd booed her loudly. "Oh shut up you idiots!" Lauren screamed at them.

On the apron Peggy laughed and pointed, slapping her other hand on her leg as she shouted out to the crowd who were booing the bigger team. "Look at that, a few slams n' little miss spunky just flops down n' can't seem to fight her way out!" Peggy then bent down, doing her own deadlift scoop slam to Gemma, screaming as she heft Gemma up and sent her to the mat with all the power she could muster! Now Peggy flexed and tagged the clapping Lauren back in.

Lauren climbed through the ropes and pulled Gemma up by the hair, looking her in the eye for a split second. "I won't let you beat me again and make a fool out of me in front of the crowd again!" Lauren screamed before attempting to scoop slam Gemma a third time. If successful the big woman would parade about the ring, posing and flexing before running back over to finally pin the downed Gemma as the crowd booed loudly, wanting to see Gemma kick out and fight back!

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For a fan that knew the odds, it would be impressive that Gemma had survived this long, in this match. Two powerhouses against a single, smaller girl … For Gemma, however, it was nothing but nonstop pain and humiliation as both Lauren and Peggy had their fun with her small, slender body! Gemma got hoisted up into the air, staring in wide-eyed horror at the mat below, before she grimaced and took the powerful slam! The impact echoed through the arena, as she bounced off, spine arching in pain, bust thrust into the air as she pressed a hand into her lower back, then flopped around. Gemma tried to look around during her pitiful display of pain, letting out a sob as she realized that Peggy was getting back in the ring.

“Hhhhggnnn!” Gemma cried out, as Peggy’s arms flexed around her body and hefted her up. “NO!” Gemma cried out one more time, just managing to brace herself seconds before Peggy slammed her into the ground. Gemma closed her eyes, thinking back to her training, taking back bump after back bump, preparing herself for the bruises she’d take flying around the ring. Of course, for those, she didn’t have two angry women slamming her down …

Gemma got snapped out of it by Lauren again, this time the blonde picking her up by the hair and locking eyes with Gemma’s dazed, drooling expression. Again, Gemma went up, body and braids bouncing. She went limp, her arms and legs flailing in the air. Again, Gemma closed her eyes and thought of training, before her body was rocked between Lauren’s heavy figure and the unforgiving mat. The impact rocked the arena. Lauren stayed on top this time, and Gemma’s chest swelled as she took a breath.

“ONE!” The fans gasped. Was the cute fan favorite about to lose? With all the damage her pert little body had taken, could anyone blame her?

“TWO!” Gemma clenched her fists, flexed her thighs. If she went down now, nobody could blame her. Nowhere to run, squashed utterly …

“TH-!” Before the ref could hit the mat, Gemma pumped her body and bucked her core against Lauren’s body, throwing her up. Gemma swung an arm, getting her shoulder off the mat. From there, she could only lay on her side, chest heaving as she panted, but she did it. She kicked out. She was still alive in this match … but for how long?

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"What!? How did you kick out you pipsqueak!?" Lauren bellowed as she slapped the mat, rising up to her feet shaking her head in disgust. Peggy was on the outside clearly dismayed that Gemma kicked out although all the fans were roaring at this point! Lauren stomped down on Gemma and yanked her up hard by the hair. "I am not a damn pushover for some tiny little daisy to just throw around, neither is Peggy!" Lauren hissed at Gemma as she shoved her against the ropes hitting two hard body punches before spinning Gemma around.

Lauren was now raking Gemma's eyes back and forth across the rope and pounding on her back with forearm smashes, trying to hurt Gemma as much as she could before slingshotting the woman back into the center of the ring with the rope! Lauren paraded around Gemma flexing her arms and strutting about, her backside and legs quaking with each step she took as her legs were a bit limp, the endurance (of lack thereof) was starting to factor in hence why Lauren took a taunt break.

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Gemma might have kicked out, but she did not look like she was going to be springing back to action right away. The punky Brit lay on her side, her belly contracting as she took deep, heaving breaths. White hair matted to her sweat forehead, Gemma’s eyes remained closed as her recovery breaths made nearly her entire body heave, her entire focus on trying to make a recovery and blocking out Lauren’s stomping tantrum.

“Ack!” Gemma grunted as she got yanked roughly by her hair, grimacing in pain after taking another stomp. Gemma’s arms flopped uselessly at her sides while she was dragged to the ropes, battered again in her slender belly, and spun around. When Gemma’s pretty features were raking across the eyes, the Brit flailed her arms wildly, as if reaching out for some help while Lauren tortured her body!

“Uuughnn!” Gemma grunted, snapped from the ropes to the middle of the ring. While Lauren paraded around her, Gemma wrapped her hands around her aching face, and stomped the mat in pain. Things were looking worse for the Air Raid Siren with every minute. Tears beginning to run down her cheeks, Gemma continued to breathe deep, focusing on her recovery with an arm draped over her face and another holding her aching belly, Gemma tried to be ready for the moment Lauren might, Gemma prayed, make a mistake …

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Lauren kept strutting about and stood over Gemma. "You beat me before but you can't win today! No way! I am not just some big flabby punching bag!" Lauren said as she pulled Gemma up by the hair. She looked Gemma in the eyes and slapped her across the face before moving in going for a familiar grip as one hand went between Gemma's legs giving her backside a squeeze while an arm went around her shoulder.

Instead of lifting, Lauren taunted again. "She can't handle a real wrestler! She is weak and is gonna find out again that what goes up must come down!" Lauren howled as she kept hold of Gemma. Truthfully, all the slamming over and over had worn Lauren out and she was holding Gemma while taking a moment to catch her breath, hoping that Gemma was too beat to fight back.

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Gemma lay prone, caught up in her pain as Lauren loomed over her, shouting. From the blonde American’s comments, Gemma couldn’t help but think this match was about more than beating Gemma for a simple pinfall or submission …

“AH!” Gemma perked right up as Lauren’s fingers sank into her perky ass and hefted her up. Gemma came up into the air, onto Lauren’s shoulders. Gemma winced listening to Lauren’s taunts, but she noticed that the slams weren’t coming as hard or as fast as she usually would have expected. Gemma bit her lip, knowing that this merciful window would be a narrow one. She didn’t know how many more of those slams she could survive, and she had no intention of finding out. The Air Raid Siren needed to fight back, and now!

With a deep breath, Gemma unloaded into Lauren with an elbow to the head! Then another, and another, pushing past her pain to lay on the blows! If she could manage to loosen the bigger girl’s grip, Gemma had a plan: swing out, kicking her legs back out of Lauren’s hold, hooking her around the neck with her arm, and reversing this slam into a sudden, shocking, spinning DDT!