Arlise vs. Peggy

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Match Type: Standard

Peggy was backstage in her green one piece swimsuit, gold pads and green boots. She was a out to face off against a woman who best her tag partner before Peggy joined LAW.

Peggy was smaller but still curvy and strong...with the same lower body flubber that plagued Lauren. She hears her music playing and she came out strutting down the ramp, flexing her arms as she posed for the crowd. Peggy got a mixed reaction, waving her hand dismissively as she heard some heckle her lack of fitness compared to other wrestlers.

Peggy got into the ring, standing tall and strutting around holding her arms in the air. "I will show the Belgian broad how a real woman slams in the ring!" Peggy shouted as she waited for Arlise to arrive.

[Winter]

Arlise Christiaens had managed to pull herself from the mirror far earlier than even she had expected tonight. Perhaps she was getting used to this new, more practical routine.

And judging by the not-so-subtle glances that a couple of AFW crew members passed her way while she propped against the wall and watched her opponent, Peggy, enter the arenas on one of the nearby screens, Lise imagined she must have looked good enough anyway even without obsessing over herself. That should be expected of a woman who had confidence in her looks, no? She shouldn't have to spend, oh, four hours before each match preparing every aspect of her appearance... Arlise squinted her eyes shut, ashamed to even admit to herself that she had been so distracted from the actual wrestling.

Nevermind that she was still spending two hours getting ready... But her mind was far clearer, and after changing how she spent her time pre-match, the Belgian beauty now had the chance to spy on Peggy. Though... that spying was making her worry that she hadn't spent enough time on her appearance. The other redhead had the lovely face of a woman who didn't have to try too hard to appeal and a body to match.

Arlise gave herself a small smack on the cheek. She shouldn't think about appearance! Only wrestling, and as she was given her cue swung out onto the stage to the cheer of the crowd, she was reminded that she had to make these changes in herself lest she fall into the roster's losing dregs. And no one who claimed to be Titania should be doing that.

With confidence expected of that name and hips swaying, she descended the ramp with a confident smile and slapped a few hands on the way. At the ring, where Peggy awaited her, she recalled that the other redhead was now Lauren's partner. Lauren - that win felt like it had been ages ago.

Keeping that tidbit in mind, Titania challenged her with a sharp look but took to the turnbuckle to blow a kiss to the crowd.

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Peggy watched as the crowd roared for Arlise as she appeared. Arlise seemed to be everything that Peggy wasn't. Arlise was fit, firm, had more muscle tone than Peggy and a bigger following. Peggy stood with her hands on her hips, pacing as she shook her head. While Peggy's thighs and backside rippled with each step that was not the case for Arlise and her firm figure. Peggy was going to show this woman that a classic rough old fashioned wrestler could beat a perfect looking model in between the ropes.

"Lass I hope you are ready to be slammed silly! That Belgian backside o' yours is gonna hit the mat so hard ya never want to get back in a ring." Peggy said with a grin, looking over at Arlise as Peggy stepped up to the middle of the ring. Peggy was the heavier woman by about 13 pounds and she flexed her arms feeling like she was the stronger woman. Peggy waited for the bell to ring, eager to lunge in and lock up with Arlise in a grapple!

[Winter]

Having thoroughly flirted with the crowd, Arlise hopped off the turnbuckle and whirled back to face Peggy's hot-tempered threats. The redhead narrowed her eyes on the Irishwoman, watching her back her challenge by stepping closer. Arlise, perhaps overly cautious now that she was taking so much care to ensure her success in the ring, weighed whether Peggy might have pre-match naughtiness planned. The grin on the rustic beauty's face did not seem sinister, though, and thus Arlise sauntered closer, all boldness and sensuality.

She drew close enough that their chests nearly bumped and studied Peggy's flexed and bulging arms with bemusement - not because they did not speak of strength. She certainly had a figure to match Arlise's, save perhaps enjoying pastries a bit more than the Belgian (which was impressive if true). But Titania only wanted to exhibit the confidence she had once felt when victory had been more familiar.

"You had better hope you don't end up under this backside before you have the chance...", she retorted, coolly, and shifted so that she could flex her own thigh muscles and one arm's biceps.

The ref saw her chance to start the match with the two of them so close, and in a flash Peggy was upon Arlise, smacking into her and fumbling into a grapple. Arlise winced and adjusted her feet to not be thrown back, but no doubt she was starting on the back heel, stuck in the toil of trying to push Peggy back instead of giving ground.

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Peggy grunted and groaned, not making the progress she wanted to at all! "Ngh... damn it...." Peggy muttered as she tried instead to ram her knee into the abdomen of Arlise! She had to be fast hoping to adjust her hold to grab Arlise by the hair for a follow up snapmare!

[Winter]

Arlise rooted herself in time not to lose any ground; good, that would have been a worrying way to start this new chapter in her time at LAW if she let herself, when fresh, get driven back to the ropes after the first grapple.

Then Peggy's rising knee blasted into her abs, and the redhead choked out a grunt. The high stance that had helped her hold her ground had left her stomach exposed that she should have expected. She doubled over with hair spilling into her face; little did she know she was offering up her head on a platter. Peggy ate it right up.

Arlise's grimacing face was hitting the mat, cradled by Peggy's arm, in the next moment - a blow only partially softened by Arlise's getting her hands to the mat first. She was still left slowly curling up on the mat and groaning.

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Peggy grinned as she saw Arlise on the mat. "Ha! Little miss model ain't lookin' so hot now is she? Lets see how much she likes this!" Peggy said as she bent down grabbing Arlise between the legs and around the shoulder. Peggy wanted to show off a bit with a good old scoop slam so instead of pulling Arlise up she was outright trying to deadlift her off the mat!

Peggy groaned and wobbled a tiny bit as she pulled Arlise up, Peggys thighs and backside quaking with a couple swaying steps before she was stable lifting Arlise up high and slamming her right back down to the mat as hard as she could! "That is how it is done!" Peggy shouted, smiling as she flexed her arms, strutting about as she heard some in the crowd booing her. Peggy waved them off and went back to her flexing strut about the ring.

[Winter]

The sudden impact with the mat stunned Arlise but didn't completely disorient her, and as she reeled herself in and massaged her aching forehead, she listened to Peggy's taunting words over the din of the crowd. Little miss model? The downed redhead wondered if the Irishwoman hadn't needed some form of motivation for the match and decided that Arlise's beauty was a threat to her. Someone should have told her that she wasn't lacking in looks herself.

Whatever the case, it was not what Lise needed to worry about while she lay flat of her chest, and she pulled her knees beneath her to start rising. Peggy's hands were on her before she had the chance - one of them gripping between her meaty thighs. That hand was the one she chose to try and escape, but Peggy held her tightly by the leotard.

Arlise yelped when Peggy used every ounce of that weight advantage to lift the Belgians curvy body straight off the mat and into the air, with her head aimed at the Irishwoman's feet and the canvas beneath them. She fought with the other redhead, but for Peggy's brief stumble, Titania knew she would land head-over-heels anyway.

Knowing didn't make the landing any softer. Arlise cried out as her body was shaken head to toe, and her face told the story of the pain she was feeling while she reached for her stricken back.

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Peggy stout and flexed before looking back over at Arlise. "Thst didn't feel too good did it?" Peggy said as she pulled Arlise up by the arm to a standing position. A smiling Peggy figured one good slam deserved another so she bent down to grab Arlise between the legs and over the shoulder to lift her high again, shouting as she attempted a second scoop slam in a row!

[Winter]

While she tried to shake off the effects of the sudden impact with the canvas, Arlise could not have cared less about Peggy's taunting. It wheedled into the back of her mind and tucked itself away there to be revisited once she was not having to nurse her back.

Stiffened and stubborn, Titania started to rise, to power through the initial shock of pain. She had every intention to ensure that she remained no easy target for Peggy to grab again since it seemed like this redhead - much like Lauren - got her thrills by powering Lise's lovely frame into the mat as often as possible.

But Lise felt that same grip on the seam of her leotard. She could not wrench herself away in time to force Peggy to let go before the other redhead had started to lift - nor could she be spared the indignity of having the repeated grasping near her crotch leave her leotard having half-disappeared into her rounded peach. A peach that glinted in all of the arena's neon lights when Lise was lifted.

Titania was, however, spared the indignity of having Peggy so unceremoniously slam her again. Lise threw out an elbow towards Peggy's face to stop the Irishwoman from lifting her, then kicked out with both feet, with one of them catching Peggy in the shoulder. Lise fell, yes - but she tried to grab Peggy by the head on the fall and bring her down first.