GASTER vs Laura Leiner

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"I am not cheating...grrrrgh...you foolish...ngghhh...Phantom...ngggggghhh...", GASTER protested as Laura called her out for cheating (despite the fact that she was doing anything but)...at the same time as trying to trip the she-zilla!

Emphasis on the word "try". Laura's thighs were already too massive and muscular to grab with a single arm...but her calves were as hard as diamond, as GASTER actually hurt her own leg trying to sweep them underneath Laura!

This was bad, Clara thought. She thrived on keeping her opponent's trapped laying on the ground while she applied holds to them in her usually impressive display of mat wrestling. If she couldn't take the Genetic Freak off her feet, the win would be much farther away from her than it was now...which was already pretty far.

"Grrrrrrr...we'll see about that, monster!", Clara would remark, abandoning her attempts at tripping the She-zilla, and her hammerlock, running to the ropes instead for a rebound, jumping into the air as she approached Laura, trying to take her off of her feet with a dropkick!

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Her confidence growing given that wrestling ability, or rather the difference in such, was overshadowed by the sheer scale of her figure, Laura would find her face adopting a monstrously smug grin, as she turned around free of that hammerlock. Arm already raised with likely intention to either knock or tear Gaster's head off, Laura would find herself swinging and missing as the beast's arm found empty space.

Not even able to fire off half a roar this time, likely one filled with more creative profanity and nicknames, Laura would find her buxom chest victim to a full-body dropkick, with Gaster's feet pinging off her chest with a resounding smack. Forced into a humiliating stumble by her greatly smaller foe, Laura's cheeks beneath her mask turned a shade of red, as she found herself falling to her knee.

"DAMN REF...KEEP AN EYE ON THIS WEIRDO!"

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Clara managed to successfully get the bigger woman off her feet, getting her down to a knee! Eager to press her advantage further, and to weaken her to the point of fully getting the Genetic Freak to lie down on the mat, GASTER would quickly sneak behind the She-Zilla's back, her right hand going around the Laura's neck, while her left went under her opponent's left shoulder, locking her in a Crossface Chickenwing! Sadly, the hold was slightly weakened due to Laura's sheer size. The Shadow Lord's fairly slim arm barely managed to snake around her opponent's neck, at the same time, not putting much pressure on her left shoulder. Especially damaging was the fact that GASTER couldn't interlock her finger's, making the lock much easier to break than it should be...

But, the Masked Lord wouldn't give up on her hold so easily. She would jump, with her legs latching on to She-Zilla's abdomen, attempting to trap her in as tight bodyscissors as was possible, with Genetic Freak's abs made of iron. Undeterred, the Shadow Lord pushed all the shadow-y force she could in her shadow-y hold, hoping to, somehow, weaken her opponent!

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With the inexperienced powerhouse laying focus upon her fury and berating the referee, GASTER would be given yet another free opportunity to assault her, this time seizing an arm over a leg, and somewhat trying to restrain the mighty figure. Again, with mixed results.

"YOUR ABOUT TO CHECK YOUR TICKETS, TO THE GENETIC FREAK-STREET YOU LITTLE R-" Words interrupted with silence as GASTER literally jumped on Laura's figure, her weight not at all close enough to destabilise the genetic freak, Laura quickly rose with her fury evident even given the mask. Awkwardly swiping, unable to reach behind her thanks to GASTER's arm lock and her own overly sized torso, the crowd would be left to the somewhat humorous site, of what could only be compared to a T-rex trying to scratch its back!

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The hold definitely didn't have the effect the Shadow Lord wanted, as the She-Zilla was more annoyed than she was hurting, getting to her feet, and trying to get the Shadow Lord off of her back!

And both women's intended offence would have little to no effect on each other. No matter how much she tried, Laura could not reach the Shadow Lord backpacking on her back, while GASTER herself didn't have enough power to weaken Laura with her hold in any meaningful way!

Deciding to shift her strategy slightly, the Shadow Lord would get her arm away from Laura's shoulder, effectively breaking the Chickenwing, deciding to focus on Genetic Freak's head instead, both of Clara's arms trying to coil around the woman's head, trying to press her right arm into her neck, and pushing it further in with her left, trying to weaken the woman with a Sleeper Hold!

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With the act of trying to restrain the rambunctious Laura Leiner's bicep as difficult as you'd imagine, the Genetic Freak was both irritated by the fact she could not throw Gaster off and insulted by the fact her lightweight foe even dared such a restraint. Halting her endless roaring around the ring, opting to simply stand straight and still as Gaster scrabbled around her back, Laura would shake the arm the moment it was released out of suspicion Gaster had done it by accident, with everyone in the arena bar Laura herself realising it was a purposeful manoeuvre.

More than ready now to resume the act of tearing apart this smaller figure, Laura would instead find Gaster throwing focus to starving the She-Zilla of air, with those tout arms pressing her thick throat in. For all the muscle Laura was coated with, none would ever coat her neck.

Cheeks blushing red nigh instantly, with the monstrously big woman devoid of enough air to fire off her nonsensical quips, Big Momma Pump herself would opt to simply fall back. With hellacious force.

Raising her right leg and somewhat kicking off the ground with her left, Laura would aim to have all six foot plus of her land atop Gaster as the lightweight worked away at her, determined to make her opponent regret ever jumping on her back!

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Clara was legitimately shocked as Laura stopped. Was her sleeper...working? Usually, she didn't like to use it, thinking it wasn't quite as effective of a hold compared to the others in her arsenal. Her opponent's usually fought out of it with ease, and it didn't leave any lasting damage on her foes. However, right now, a situation where she could starve a big woman off of air, and she had no chance of reaching her? The hold was more than perfect

"H-heh...finally shut you up, Phantom!...What are you doing-----!"

...and then Laura jumped up into the air:

"OH GOD! NO------AAAAAAAAAGH!", dropping on her back, Laura would sandwich the Shadow Lord between her massive frame and the canvas!

The hurt Shadow Lord could feel everything in her body, from her lungs, to her ribcage, to her petite chest, being squished by the massive woman. As Laura rolled off of GASTER, the Shadow Lord comically resembled a swatted fly, as she could barely move after having the She-Zilla pancaking her against the canvas!

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Again resorting to moves that required near enough no skill, only made more and more effective by ones side, Laura found herself grunting nonetheless as she squished poor small Gaster, her face turning into a quick frown. Sitting besides the figure, hand to her back as if she had just sat uncomfortably for a great period of time on a chair with a remote control beneath her, Laura turned to see the state of her foe. And given the state she was in, Laura's frown quickly disappeared.

"RING THE DAMN BELL IT'S OVA'!" Moving her arms up and across her chest repeatedly as she laughed, mimicking the referee, Laura soon stood when it appeared her request was denied. Stepping directly in front of the official for but a moment, giving a lengthy exhale purely through the nose of modest frustration, Laura soon turned her attention back to Gaster, evidently confident the figure would be yet to rise.

Plotting for a moment how to proceed given the lightweight was but a pancake on the floor, Laura opted to simply try and achieve a more standard end to the match as opposed to referee stoppage.

"THERE THEN. COUNT IT...!" Raising a boot that whilst was no-where near the 'Size 42' that Laura swore she wore, was still undoubtedly massive, down upon the stomach of her small prey, Laura took the moment to raise her right arm in appeasement to the crowd, as she went for the cockiest of pins!

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All the Shadow Lord-turned-pancake could do for a little while as Laura complained to the ref to end the match was simply lay on her back, showing signs of life, as well as signs that she was hurting being literally squashed by Laura in such a manner.

As Laura asked the ref to ring the bell to finish the match, she turned towards the Shadow Lord, just as she let out a long groan of pain, showcasing that, while she was down, she was not out yet. The referee obliged, refusing to stop the match.

Laura then opted to go for a more standard way of trying to finish this encounter, with the cockiest of pins one could endure as the She-Zilla gave a small gun show with her right arm to the crowd. This was humiliating to GASTER. Not the pin itself, but the fact that, if Laura attempted a real pin cover, she would've been unlikely to get her shoulder off of the mat.

Even now, she was taking a while kicking out after her hard landing:

"ONE!"

"TWO!...NO!"

But, right as she heard the second count, she shot her arm up to kick out, showing the ref (and by extension, the Genetic Freak), that she wasn't ready to lose yet, and could continue the match!

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Whether it was via pure laziness, or outright refusal to put the time aside, GASTER could have not viewed the profile of Laura Leiner however much she wanted to. Given, it simply didn't exist. Without the stats, guesswork was the name of the game as it when it came to comparing the two figures. It was evident Leiner had the size upon GASTER, but just by how much?

Regardless, whether Laura's muscular physique was closer to two hundred pounds, or two-thirty pounds, Laura was still nigh twice the weight of GASTER. No matter where she pressed, it was going to hurt. And with a great deal of force on the lightweights abdomen, it became evident the genetic freak had little intention of continuing the match given her weaknesses had already become apparently.

"YEH GOODB-GAH...GAWD-DAMMIT!" Her foot kicked off and back upon the canvas as GASTER's sudden burst upwards for life forced her off, Laura quickly bent her figure over the top of her smaller foes, glaring into her eyes through that thick mask, with hands already coming downwards.

"JUS' STAY DOWN YA DAMN HOBBIT. DON'T MAKE ME SHATTER YOUR SPLEEN..." Nonsensical threats a plenty, Laura opted for yet another simple assault given anything relatively complex would likely be turned against her. This time, there would be no chance for GASTER to outmanoeuvre the giant, as Laura's fist came down straight for a horrendous hook right to her collarbone!