The Luscious One vs the Mastodon: Elm Ederne vs Diana Ricci (For Faeron)

[The Riders]

"How about Neither.." Elm yells back starting to get enraged even more at her opponent. There always that one person that pushes you over the edge and Elm has just found her.

Lunging at Diana again trying to get her hands on the slippery woman, but wanting to back the woman up into the corner. Wanting to make it easier to cut off the ring and trap her in.

[Faeron]

Diana smirked as she met Elm halfway in the middle, locking up once more only this time she felt herself being pushed back. The former bodybuilder grunted as she tried to push against the now angry Elm, her bare toes gripping the mat as best they could but was slowly being forced towards the corner. Not looking to loose her footing, Diana looked to deliver a sharp knee to the gut of Elm. If successufly, she'd then run the ropes to try and take Elm down with a shoulder tackle.

[The Riders]

Elm grits her teeth after having Diana lock up with her again in the middle of the ring. Letting out a grunt finally making some momentum by pushing the other woman back forcing her inch by inch to the corner. But before she could finally trap the former bodybuilder into the corner a knee slams into her stomach forcing her to bend forward, her grip broken as she looks up and is run over sent to her back from a shoulder tackle. Smacking the mat in anger at another chance gone to catch her opponent.

[Faeron]

Diana felt herself collide against Elm as she watched her equally large opponent drop to the mat again. Diana laughed loudly as turned towards the hard camera and posed for the crowd, once more showcasing her impressive toned body as she taunted Elm. The reaction was mixed between those who appreciated fine art and those who disliked Diana's arrogance, yet none can deny her power as the Luscious One had been successful in dominating the match thus far with almost little effort.

[The Riders]

"Alright no more Miss Nice Bitch anymore." smacking the canvas one more time with her hands. Elm pushes herself to her feet a frown and glare on her face as she stalks towards her opponent who back is turned to her. Reaching out with her right hand and grabs the back of Diana neck gripping it tightly "I told you I'm going to get my hands on you and break you..." Elm growl's out tossing Diana into the corner turnbuckle.

[Faeron]

Diana was too busy jaw jacking with the crowd to realize that a now angry Elm was right behind her. The sudden vice grip that squeezed the nape of her neck made Diana jump and she was suddenly tossed into the corner, confused over what had just happened.

[The Riders]

"My turn now you little Bitch..." Elm growls out seeing Diana in the corner. Holding her arms out and start's to measure the distance even taking a few steps back before running towards her before leaving her feet jumping into the air a big corner splash. Smirking and looking at her handiwork but she is not done by a long shot debating on what she plans to do next to Diana.

[Faeron]

Before Diana could react, Elm slammed her entire body into the former bodybuilder, crushing Diana between the corner and the well-built babe. The resulting splash left Diana reeling as she was suddenly finding it harder to breathe and nearly slumped against the corner while having one hand on the ropes to keep herself steady.

[The Riders]

Elm is on a roll now. Her opponent was able to get some blows in and get on her nerves but now she has free reign to do whatever she wants to Diana. Reaching down and grabbing the other woman by her hair, Elm wraps her arms around the woman mid section and starts to squeeze her in a bearhug hold.

[Faeron]

Diana screamed in pain as she pulled into the bearhug, her impressively sculpted body being crushed between Elm's equally well-toned arms and chest. Diana's hands instinctively shot towards Elm's wrists in an attempt to pull them away, but Elm was far stronger than the former bodybuilder had anticipated and found that the endeavor was going to take more out of Diana than she had thought.