Alpha Cats Battle: Ossi Shamar Vs Berserk Liger

[The Riders]

Liger starts to shake her arm wanting to get some feeling back into it. "Oh what this seems like the rue is up Ossi" she says reaching down to grab the woman by her hair, forcing the woman to crawl on her hands and knees to her. "Now it my turn to show you how a real Heel is supposed to fight."

Lifting Ossi to her feet she scoops the Arab woman above her head before slamming her down to the canvas with a body slam. Walking around and starting to strut around the ring flexing her arms for everyone to see.

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"What the... no-AGHH!" Ossi let out a yelp as Liger grabbed her by the hair, forcing the Syrian heiress to crawl on all fours, flailing awkwardly as she tried to struggle. She couldn't understand this ... she had been in total control but now Liger seemed to have transformed into a different wrestler entirely. She was still trying to figure it out as she was dragged to her feet and scooped up into the powerful arms of her foe.

"AIIIGHHHH!" Ossi yowled in shock as Liger slammed her to the canvas effortlessly, laying the arrogant Arab out flat on her back with her limbs splayed out in all directions. She could do nothing but lie there at Liger's feet, reeling in sheer surprise from the sudden turnaround as Liger circled her, flexing for the fans while Ossi lay powerless to stop her!

[The Riders]

Liger keeps flexing her muscles showing off to the crowd. Soaking in the booing from the fans as she struts her way over to where her prone opponent is at giving her a flirty wink. "Ohhhh what Wrong Ossi you seem to be in shock right now right. I bet your thinking right now how am I doing all of this right?."

With that cruel smirk on her face Liger stomps down on Ossi breasts. Targeting the woman weak spot with cruel stomps wanting to hear the woman scream for the humiliating act she had to do earlier in the match.

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"Nggh... this can't be," Ossi burbled as Liger mocked her as she strutted around the ring, leaving the Syrian to try and figure out what had just happened. "I ... I was winning. How are you...?" She shook her head in disbelief.

But trying to figure out how things had gone wrong so quickly was the least of her problems as suddenly Liger began to lay a series of brutal stomps right on top of the Syrian's pert breasts!

"Wait, no-AGHHHH! AIIGHHHH! AAAAAHHHH!" Ossi's embarrassing howls echoed around the arena as Liger stomped on her tender tits several times until Ossi was lying, clutching and groping at her own aching breasts in a shameful display, still lying helpless at Liger's feet!

[The Riders]

The feeling of stomping your opponent breast with your foot. Hearing the cries of pain coming from Ossi lips, brings a smile to her face and a strange feeling in her chest. She hasn't felt like this since that weird sparring match with Holly, as she blushes due to remembering the ending of that spar between them.

Reaching down grabbing Ossi by her hair, dragging her foe over to the ring ropes. Placing the woman neck on the middle rope and presses her knee on the back of Ossi head. Going for a rope choke while posing for the fans showing off. 'That right Ossi how does it feel knowing that your victory was me letting you win hmm."

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"Unnhhh..." Ossi whined as she writhed beneath Liger, clutching at her aching tits in disbelief. The onslaught stopped briefly, only for the other woman to grab her by the hair and drag the reeling Syrian heiress across the ring towards the ropes. She was hung onto the ropes, the front of her throat pressing into the middle rope in preparation for the next move.

"No, no-GGAAGHHHH!" A coughing choke escaped Ossi's lips and she thrashed around uselessly beneath Liger, the other woman's knee pressing against the back of her neck and choking her on the ropes. Her legs slithered across the canvas, hands pawing helplessly at the ropes. Before long her eyes were rolling, mouth opening and closing silently as her air was slowly choked out of her!

[The Riders]

The ref seeing the illegal move quickly comes over and starts to count. Before getting to the count of five and risk being DQ. Liger backs away from choking her opponent with her knee, even raising her hands up while backing off much to the booing of the crowd.

Not wanting to let her opponent get to much of a break. She reaches down grabbing Ossi legs and lifts them spreading them wide, before giving the ref a cruel smirk and kicking the woman right in the stomach. "What the matter you cocky bitch. You was acting all high and mighty and know your back in your proper place again Loser."

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"Gghhhh...agghhh!" Ossi gurgled helplessly as she was choked on the ropes for as long as her foe could get away with. By the time Liger released her at the referee's insistence, the Syrian was spluttering for breath, clutching at her aching throat as she sagged on the ropes, totally shocked by this turn of events.

Her eyes widened in panic as she felt Liger grab her legs, spreading them wide. Too late she tried to struggle, and a boot swung up and smashed her in the stomach.

"BWAGHHHH!" she coughed, tumbling off the ropes and thumping face down on the canvas at Liger's feet, winded and choked, squirming pathetically on the ground as the crowd cheered on. "Gnhh... you can't do this..." she burbled feebly. "Referee... stop her... stop her!"

[The Riders]

Begging for the ref to help you?. Liger taunts placing her foot down on Ossi stomach. Posing like a vengeful woman taking her revenge on someone weaker then her. "Poor Ossi... The ref is not going to stop me.. Cause I made sure to pay them to allow me to have some fun with you... I'm going to soften you up so someone I have a crush on can beat you."

Doing one more stomp to her opponent stomach for good measure, before dropping her opponent legs to the canvas.

"hmm what to do to you." she says circling her opponent. Even tapping her chin as if thinking it over before snapping her finger. "Oh I know what I will will do..' turning to look at Ossi with a twisted grin on her face. Reaching down and yanking the woman to her feet by her top, trying to rip and tear it for everyone to see.

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"Nghh!" Ossi whined as Liger's boot pressed into her stomach to pin her down, the referee showing no interest in rescuing the Syrian heiress from her dire predicament. A swift stomp knocked any remaining wind out of Ossi and she lay wheezing at Liger's feet.

But not for long. Liger reached down, grabbing a fist full of Ossi's top and pulling hard to wrench the reeling Syrian to her feet.

"NOOOO!" Ossi shrieked in horror as the flimsy fabric of her wrestling top tore open thanks to Liger's savage yank, letting the Arab beauty's plump breasts spill free. Her eyes went wide with shock and her hands flew up to try and cover her exposed chest as she tried to stumble away from her tormentor.