Tracy Canon vs Heather Sunderland

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Standard Match: Victory to be awarded via pinfall, submission, knockout, countout, or disqualification.

Backstage Tracy was stretching. The cameramen focused on her as she touched her toes and got up to hop in place. In just moments from now, she was set to go up against self-professed prodigy Heather Sunderland. A confident smile and a wink to the camera as she got up conveyed all anyone needed to know about her attitude going into this contest.

Tracy Canon - The Circus Cat

"Anyone that knows me knows that I grew up in the circus, living for the spotlight. Always the star of the show!" Tracy began as she stood up straight, adjusted her mask, and walked forwards. She collected her big, gold, tag title belt from the locker room bench. The curvy luchadora began to push forward with a spring in her step and an eager smile on her face.

"From what I know about Heather Sunderland, she fancies herself the star of the show. But I'm about to pencil her in for my opening act." The Circus Cat finished with a wink. With that, the giant monitor in the arena would begin to okay highlights from her matches. The stadium speakers would play her music! Tracy Canon would make her way through the backstage area and appear at the top of the entrance ramp! Ubiquitous cheers would fill the arena as one of their fan favorites made their presence known! Tracy would pose with her hip cocked out as her pyro went off. On her way down to the ring, the announcer introduced her.

"Making her way to the ring, weighing in at 152 lbs, she is a former number one contender for the Middleweight Championship- she is a reigning and defending LAW World Tag Team Champion representing the SWAT Cats! She is the Circus Cat! TRRRRRRAAAAAAACYYYYYY! CAAAAAAAAANNOOOOOOOON!!!!"

Tracy would hop onto the apron. She'd step onto the middle rope and take a bow over the top rope. The red hot redhead would hold her belt over her head and wiggle her hips as her name echoed throughout the arena. Circus Cat chants would be heard all throughout the arena as she handed her title to the referee presiding over the contest and took her place in her corner, where she'd await Heather's arrival!

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This was..quite the big match for Heather. The thought of taking on someone who was one of the most widely known girls in LAW..it was an opportunity that she definitely wasn't going to waste. The girl was a former competitor for the belt that Heather craved..and was currently one half of the tag champions..she wanted nothing less than to get a chance to really prove her standing in LAW by taking out someone like that.

After Tracy's whole entrance, the lights turned a dark blue, smoke and green laser lights filling the stage area as Heather's music started to play over the speakers. She took a deep breath in and out before finally stepping onto the stage area, met with a bit of a mixed reaction. She mostly got cheers, but being up against someone who was such a fan favorite, it was clear there would be some people in the arena not exactly pushing for her victory.

Heather stuck her tongue out a little, just taking in the difference in reactions, perfectly fine with it. She was going to show each member of that crowd, supporter or not, that she belonged in the main event. The fantastical fanfare of Tracy and her entrance was met with the heavy, dark atmosphere of Heather's entrance. It was a dynamic that excited Heather even more, a wide grin plastered on her expression as she started to make her way down the ramp with the announcer calling her name

Attire

She made her way down the ramp, taking her time this time instead of her usual rush down. Her eyes were glued on Tracy the whole time, her heart pounding and racing in her excitement as she finally made it to the ring, climbing the steps and through the ropes. She moved to the corner, getting up onto the middle rope, raising her hands in the air, causing pyro to shoot down from the ceiling. She basked in the sensation for just a little while before hopping off, turning to Tracy and sticking her tongue out a little.

"Nice to finally step in the ring with someone like you! I've sort of been minding my time all over, but to face a champion is..incredibly exciting..I hope you don't mind me taking you down tonight. No hard feelings, yeah?" She stuck her tongue out just a little, looking her up and down as she did..the lovely curvy girl even more enticing up close like this as they stood with just an inch difference in height.

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Despite the general perception of The Circus Cat being the favorite going into this match, tonight, Heather Sunderland made her entrance with an attitude and swagger that very much reminded the luchadora of herself. The mixed reaction from the crowd didn't stifle Heather at all. Much to the contrary, it seemed to fuel her! Even while observing her entrance from a distance, Tracy could tell that grin on the purple-haired punk girl's face wouldn't be leaving anytime soon. Despite the pyro and the fanfare, Heather's eyes never shifted focus from Tracy in the ring. And Tracy met her gaze and maintained eye contact all the while.

She smiled at Heather. The competitive spirit Sunderland was exuding got the luchadora pumped! It masked any and all nervousness that Heather might have been feeling. When Heather had finished posing for the crowd, when she dismounted from the ropes and stuck her tongue out at Canon, the two got right down to business!

"Oh, honey, I didn't get to where I am today, by getting taken down a peg." Tracy would say as she pat her title belt with one hand while it rested on her shoulder. She'd hand the accolade to the referee as everyone in the ring got ready to get this contest underway. Tracy would approach Heather to shake hands with her before the match began. As she stood before her, Tracy's curvy frame juxtaposed Heather's tighter, leaner bod. The crowd would get antsy as the two of them drew closer to each other.

"I've had to climb my way up from where you are before. I know how much a win over me would mean to you and your career. You're excited because you think you'll get to strut your stuff and climb up the ranks by beating the lovable, sexy Tracy Canon. But you're in for a rude awakening, babe. My championship is not just for show. I won't have any hard feelings when it comes to proving that to you."

"So takes your time looking me up and down real well. Heck, take a grab or a squeeze if you'd like. I promise you that once that bell rings, you'll be getting all the Tracy bod you can handle and then some. I wonder how much cuter your face will look when I'm sitting on it for the 3-count and furthering my legacy as one of the top middleweights around here." Tracy would finish. She'd bring her hand up and touch the tip of Heather's nose with her index finger. Before the physical contest had begun, the bravado and the mind games already had! Both women had something to prove here, tonight. And both of them seemed plenty confident that they'd succeed!

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The atmosphere between the two definitely had an..addictive sort of feeling to it at the moment. Heather couldn't get enough of this little standoff that her and Tracy was having, a little taste of fighting with a top competitor that was making Heather feel like her blood was boiling through her veins. It was taking every little bit of her to not just--jump and lash out at the girl before the match began, but she wouldn't forgive herself if she took such a cheap start in a match like this.

Heather took in all that she was saying, wincing just slightly at that little touch at the tip of her nose, making her face scrunch up just a bit, a blush forming on her cheeks from what she was saying. The offer to grab or squeeze at her was..tempting to say the least, but if she let herself fall right into her slightly flirty words right from the start, she was as good as beaten already.

"You c an say all that, but the only reason you don't see gold around my waist is because I haven't taken my shot at it yet! I'll be right up there with the best of them soon, you can believe that! Tracy Canon may be a huge, top name in LAW for now, but when I'm done with you, and when I push myself further up, it'll be steps below 'Heather Sunderland'!"

It was all friendly banter of course, Heather had no hard feelings whatsoever for Tracy, it was clear she admired her and her style, but now they were toe to toe--and Heather was brimming with excitement. Finally, they were separated by the referee who explained the standard rules of the match. She took a deep breath in and out as she took this time to make sure she was as focused as could be, nodding to that little last check before finally the bell was called for and the match began.

Heather kicked off from where she stood, taking it right to Tracy as she did. She rushed in towards her, ducking a little, trying to slam her shoulder into her gut and tackle her to her back!

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If there was such a thing as a good, healthy amount of tension between wrestlers, Tracy and Heather were both feeling it in this moment. Tracy had status and reputation to lose. Heather had something to prove. Only one girl could leave victorious, and both wrestlers had a penchant for looking good while doing so! They were both quite good at making a statement.

Heather's resolve and experience kept her from playing into Tracy's disarming mind games. The purple-haired punk girl resisted the urge to jump at The Circus Cat before the bell. She resisted the urge to reciprocate the luchadora's flirtatious, tempting offers. Heather kept her eyes on the prize. Something Tracy certainly respected, despite not getting the chance to get up close and personal with Sunderland right away. There was no disappointment on Tracy's end. She knew the chance would come soon! For now, she'd continue delighting in their banter. It was competitive, yet friendly.

"Ohhhh, I like you! Let's see how long you manage to keep that same energy after we get down 'n dirty~!" Tracy would nod as the referee came between them and began the formalities. Once both women were set, the bell soon followed. Tracy emerged from her corner with a spring in her step and a smile on her face. Right away she could tell that Heather was going to come at her with all the intensity and fire that the fans expected from a hungry challenger that was working her way up the ranks. Tracy paused in surprise as she witnessed Heather dart towards her at a deceptively fast speed!

"Hup!" The Circus Cat would call out as she tapped into her acrobatic background and attempted to dodge by jumping up and parting her legs! Tracy would touch her toes as she split in midair and dodged the spear-like tackle! She'd return to the ground gracefully and bend over, spanking her own wide, pale backside and sticking her tongue out at Heather as if to goad her into another charge!

If Heather came at Tracy again, Tracy would look to jump up in a very similar fashion to last time! But this time, instead of straddling to touch her toes, she'd be looking to straddle Heather's head and take her down with a Hurricanrana to try and take control! Should the move connect, Tracy would strategically slide an ankle underneath Heather's shoulder so that she could rest with her wide hips on her opponent's face without it counting as a proper pin that the referee could count!

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"Ahehe I'm glad you feel that way! I think most people would be incredibly honored to hear someone like you say you liked them." She let out with a nod, getting more and more pumped up by the second as her blood was pumping like crazy through her body, the excitement feeling like it was about to burst as the bell finally rang and Heather rushed straight in towards her. She was really hoping that her speed would surprise her enough to take her down right at the start, her tackle aiming straight for her gut.

Her eyes widened in shock however as Tracy leaped right over her, performing an incredibly impressive split that Heather wasn't even able to see with how that little exchange went. She had to struggle to stop herself from stumbling over, flailing just a little to balance herself before she quickly turned around. She was expecting retaliation from Tracy--but instead, she got that little taunt from her, her face turning quite the shade of red with the girl just--spanking her butt at her.

"Ah--kh--R..ridiculous.." Heather let out, rushing right back in just as Tracy wanted. She was going to go for a knee this time, but Tracy was even more ready for her on the second run. Her eyes widened large as those hips came right towards her face, her legs locking around her head, flipping her right onto her back. Her head spun from the sudden counter, the arena feeling like it was flipping around as everything hit her so quickly.

It was enough that it took her a second to realize she wasn't getting off her face. "M..Mhpmh!?!" Her eyes widened, her face steadily turning a burning deep red as those hips planted right firmly down onto her face. She whined and whimpered out against her hips, her own hips wriggling all over the place, kicking her legs a bunch in her struggles. A panic rushed through her mind as the heat and scent of being pinned underneath her hit her senses..right from the start, Heather desperately reaching up to pull and pry at those thighs!

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Tracy was entirely in her element. Showing off athleticism, poise, and spunk, she gracefully dodged Heather's tackle and then taunted Sunderland and goaded her into a follow-up! A follow-up that The Circus Cat was well prepared for!

"Ohhhh! You know, I'm happy we got off on the right foot. We both like each other. But someone's body language right now is telling me that she likes me even more than she's letting on~!" Tracy would muse as she sat atop Heather's purple-haired head. Her hips widened as she straddles. The warmth of her crotch resonated with the warmth emanating from Heather's blushing face. She could see Heather turning many different shades of red. Tracy would bring her index finger down to Heather and lightly tap the bridge of the punk girl's nose! Tracy teased Heather further before reaching back to tame those wildly bucking hips of Heather's!

"Ssssshhhhhh..." Tracy would whisper In a sultry tone as she lightly and slowly grazed her fingertip from Heather's bare, exposed lower abdomen up towards her navel. Canon knew that her feminine wiles were seducing Heather, that getting this woman lost in her curves while bombarding her with moves would give her a firm command of this match! Canon would pause briefly. She made sure that Heather's mind was focused on anything but this wrestling match, briefly glancing at the girl's face to wink at her. She would then resume, gently brushing against Heather's skin, sliding her finger up to the fishnets of Heather's top before abruptly turning and rolling over, onto her back!

"Gotcha!" Tracy would explain as she looked to lock her ankles behind Sunderland's head and transition to secure her in a smothery Headscissor hold!

Should she succeed, the charismatic, curvy luchadora would reach for the back of Heather's head with one hand. She'd attempt to pull Sunderland's nose and mouth deeper into her crotch as she tensed her thighs to strengthen the hold and apply pressure to Heather! With her free hand, Tracy would lean back and place it behind her head, selling how effortlessly she would be controlling the match-up and her opponent! Should Tracy remain in control, she'd put the squeeze on Heather while continuing to smother her. Canon would use her free hand to blow kisses to the crowd and then to Heather, herself!

"I warned you, Heather, baby. Mama Tracy's gonna style on you this match. But don't feel bad. I'm gonna make sure you have a grand old time~!"

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Heather was already quite captivated by Tracy's dominance..she just had to get right down onto her face so soon right in the match. She felt incredibly embarrassed as she fully straddled her face, wincing just slightly at that little tap at the tip of her nose. She could only groan out in frustration and humiliation against her as she kept trying to work her body left and right to struggle, her legs kicking and sliding along the mat up until she felt Tracy's fingertip down at her abdomen.

She let out a little yelp at the feeling, sending chills through her body, her hips arching just slightly upwards as her heart felt like it was about to burst from her chest. Her teasing was working so well, making her body just--move and slide around exact with how she was moving her finger, entrancing and dazing her even more beneath her, her frustration hitting its peak as she was just..shushing and toying with her. She had her completely under her control..made even more obvious when she suddenly gripped at her top, rolling with her, forcing her on her front and locked in a tight scissor hold!!

"M-mngh?!! Mmmph!!" She yelled and whined out against Tracy's crotch as she squeezed and pulled her right in with that scissor hold, leaving Heather desperately reaching up, gripping at those tight, impressive thighs, pulling and prying desperately!! Her face was pulled in even more--getting nothing but her warmth and scent as her head was tightly squeezed by her thighs..Tracy just..effortlessly bringing her from position to position and enjoying herself as she did so.

She couldn't let her keep just--leading the match like this..she had to somehow break herself out of it-and if she had to get a bit rough to do it, she would! She balled up her fists, desperately hitting and punching at her sides and her thighs, trying her best to make her loosen up and finally let her out!

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Tracy's teasing worked like a charm! Her captivating looks and ability in the ring, her air of flirtatious and assertive energy, and her way of making it look easy to control her opponent- these traits all came together to form an inescapable grip that Heather seemed to want to remain trapped in forever!

Like a cat playing with its food, The Circus Cat shushed any resistance out of Heather with a delicate, disarming tap on the lips! She effortlessly rolled Heather and herself over and transitioned into a tight Headscissor hold, gripping the purple-haired beauty's head and neck between her thighs and putting Heather further under her spell! Sunderland seemed to be at a loss! It took the opposing middleweight a few seconds to collect herself enough to begin fighting back! When Heather began to resist Tracy's scent and her strong, toned pale thighs with punch after punch in an effort to loosen and dislodge herself from the hold, Tracy would comment.

"Ohhh someone's still got some fight left, huh?" Tracy would say as she winced in reaction to the repeated punches!

The jabs kept coming. Very soon, the luchadora recognized that she couldn't keep Heather tied up forever! Canon would lock her ankles and flex her mighty thighs, doubling down on wearing Heather down in this scissor hold! The luchadora would sit up on her sizeable, plump, pale bottom and lift her feet high! With Heather's face still wedged into her hips in the hold, the luchadora would spread her arms and begin to clap, beckoning the fans in attendance to clap along with her! With each clap, Tracy would rotate her hips, snapping them to one side and then the other, to and fro! No doubt this motion would disorient Sunderland, as well as garner Tracy some momentum as her fans rallied behind her! If this motion proved to be effective and brought Heather's flurry of punches to a halt, Tracy would take note of this and pause to reach forward and ruffle the girl's purple hair! She'd grab the back of Heather's head and pull Sunderland's face deeper into her womanhood to rub it in, literally and figuratively!

I'd everything had gone Tracy's way, the curvaceous luchadora would eventually abandon the hold! She'd stand up and bow for the crowd for a moment before turning her attention back to her downed opponent! When Heather was finally stirring, The Circus Cat would be ready! She'd help her opponent up and usher her towards the corner in impressive fashion by jumping up and spreading her legs to once again in this match attempt a Hurriacanrana! But this time, instead of ending up on top of Heather in a Rana pin or in a facesitting position, Tracy would aim to launch the punk aesthetic girl towards the nearest corner! Seemingly to set her up for something!

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Heather was feeling utterly humiliated right at the start of the match. Tracy's movements were just toying with and teasing her head as her scent was hitting her hard more and more. She..really had to fight the thought of immediately giving in to the lovely girl's smothering right at the start..this was going to be a ridiculously difficult match for Heather for sure.

She grunt out loudly as she readjusted herself, sitting herself up and starting to jerk her body left and right, clapping with the audience all the while. The sound of the crowd joining her--as her face was just battered more and more by her crotch, head thrust left and right..it was embarrassing and infuriating. Her frustration was mounting and building, leading to her nearly yelling out into Tracy's crotch, trying to do all that she could to not just..overwork and exhaust herself in the struggles she was having with her.

Her struggles though had definitely weakened from her actions, dazing her even more than before as her face was pulled up and just buried deeply into Tracy's crotch. She almost felt like the girl was out to make Heather her little personal toy before this match was over..something that flustered her to no end. She was digging deep into her mind, frantically trying to think of a way to get out of this..before Tracy finally let her up. She gasped out for air, gulping hard to just--regain herself, using those few seconds of the girl bowing and posturing to the crowd to get in just a little bit of recovery. A deep breath came through her teeth, Heather shooting a glare over her way as Heather picked herself up steadily.

When she leaped up a second time..Heather was ready. She wasn't exactly a powerhouse..or any sort of strength based wrestler..but her adrenaline and anger took over as the girl leaped onto her shoulders. She just yelled out, putting everything she had into her legs to rush towards the corner and just fall forward, attempting to slam Tracy right against the turnbuckle before she could throw herself backwards to perform the move!