City and Country Clash! Allison Tumbleweed v. Julie Dykstra-Liao (D) - Standard Match

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Standard Match
Victory by pinfall or submission.

"You don't need to fuss over me, Doc, c'mon!"

Julie Dykstra-Liao stood in the LAW locker room, trying to get into her usual pre-fight shadow-boxing routine. The operative word there was "trying," because her manager, Dr. Christina Morgenstern, was currently buzzing around her without a single care in the world for her own well-being. The wunderkind-turned-manager was currently doing yet another of what had seemed like a thousand pre-match check-ups, this one focusing on her attire for the night. Which was, like, the part that she should have been least concerned about. She was literally wearing the same getup that she did for a hundred online MMA tutorials, con appearances, and even a few semi-pro matches.

"Shouldn't you be spotting Leonie on her lifts? Or, you know, working through Louise's pickiness for matches?" Julie huffed, tossing out a quick jab-cross-uppercut but being forced to swerve around Christina's head in the process. If she didn't love Christina to death for helping her get set up here at LAW, she might not have minded hitting her... too much.

"Julie, you woke up 3 hours ago and had to Uber to the stadium because the trains were too packed." Now Christina was peeking down Julie's shirt, only blushing slightly as she checked for what Julie figured could have been wardrobe malfunctions waiting to happen. Admittedly, Julie couldn't really be annoyed by that one, given the fact that she'd literally pulled her fightwear out of the dryer 2 hours and 59 minutes ago.

Julie's Match Attire

"Yeah, and I've fought on a worse schedule before. And I did pretty damn good. You saw the video of me at that one charity match in Palo Alto."

Christina stopped staring into Julie's cleavage, looking above the frame of her glasses with an exasperated look. "That fight was against a popstar from Sacramento who had probably never thrown a punch in her life. Tonight, you're going up against an actual LAW wrestler from Texas who's tapped or knocked out more women than all the rest of your opponents combined." If only her manager knew how cute she looked with her face all but stuffed into her tits...

"Tonight's next match is scheduled for one Standard fall..."

Deciding that her pre-game routine was as finished as it was going to get, Julie started to walk towards the gorilla position. "Yeah, what's that about, anyway? Like, the Country vs. City angle? Doesn't that seem a little... juvenile? And unnecessarily divisive?" Every so often, Julie felt the need to playfully remind the former psychology professor that she wasn't a ditzy brunette and, indeed, had nearly ranked top in her class at one of the world's top universities. But this wasn't entirely that -- she did genuinely think that the angle was a little weird.

"Yes, but not in Japan. SoCal and Texas are two of the four places in the States that basically everybody knows, no matter where they live. So LAW Marketing wanted me to go with that for our social media and visuals." Christina was following Julie now, and the brunette streamer could just feel her manager's gaze on her ass. "I'm not saying you have to ham it up, but-"

"Please give a warm LAW welcome to a first-time wrestler, a debutante from San Francisco, California...

"Girl, you know me," Julie giggled. "I'm all about hamming it up in front of the camera." Then she turned around and walked down the entrance ramp.

"The Notorious J.D.L. herself... Julie Dykstraaaa-Liaaaao!

Julie's Entrance Music - All That I Know by Moosh & Twist feat. Hoodie Allen

Almost immediately, Julie was surprised to hear more cheering for her than she had for debutantes in the past -- her friends Brooke and Leonie included. Maybe it was just the difference between being in the stadium versus just watching a video of a match, but Julie would almost have said that some people in the audience tonight recognized her. Not that she was all that surprised, of course. She was, like, one of the top 3 influencers in women's combat sports! Granted, there weren't that many more than 3, but she'd at least take herself at a solid number 2.

And, Julie thought as she stepped in the ring to begin her LAW career, soon she'd have a pretty damn good claim to number 1, if all went well.

To help with that, Julie didn't just walk to her corner. No, she paraded around the ring, blowing two-handed stage kisses to anyone in the audience who cared to look. An audience member near the front row actually called out her name, or so she thought. "Huh? Oh, yeah, DM me on Twitch-" She was just about to offer the apparent fan of hers a free 6-month subscription to her Twitch channel as thanks for his support when her opponent's entrance music started to sound throughout the arena.

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Well now.

Management really were excited about this one weren’t they?

That was what went through Allison’s head as she limbered herself up for her upcoming match. Hopping on both feet and giving her arms a nice big stretch. All the while the cowgirl wondered about the match she was about to step into. A match that had management and organizers all up in a tizzy. Not only because Allison’s opponent was having her debut, but also because the cowgirls opponent was from SoCal. And Allison was a Texas born girl.

The blonde knew what was going on. Cali and Texas were two of the most famous (or infamous depending on who you asked) states in the whole US of A. Florida was a close third, but that state was famous for a whole different batch of reasons no matter how hilarious they might be. The people of Japan loved everything American simply because of how strange and alien it was to their own culture.

Why, Allison could still remember the reactions she had gotten when some locals had heard her accent for the first time. So when the upper echelons of Law management realized that they had a Californian AND a Texan in their league. They were quick to set up a match for the two of them. Because the rivalry between the countries biggest state and the state where Hollywood was from was legendary obviously!

”Not exactly.” Allison thought as she finished the last of her stretches and heard a familiar knock on her door. Sure there may be a bit of a rivalry between the country and the big city, but not nearly as big as these people were thinking. Though that didn’t mean Allison was going to pop that little bubble though, they can believe what they want.

So as Allison stepped up into the gorilla posting and heard her theme beginning to play. She put on her hat and let a smile grow on her lips as she heard the announcer begin to introduce her.

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”And her opponent! Hailing from Austin Texas!”

Her music picked up in sound as the announcer broke through the cacophony of cheers.

“She is the American Bulldozer! ALLISON TUMBLEWEED!!!

And just like that she burst out onto the scene!

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Clad in her tight (yet still elastic) blue jeans, boots, American flag bikini top, gloves, and her signature hat. Allison strutted down to the ring. Her arms outstretched to her sides as she high fived those that stuck their arms out far enough! Sliding beneath the bottom rope she would hop to her feet and immediately climb one of the turnbuckles. Raising her arms up to another chorus of cheers.

Dropping back down, Allison would then turn around and lean against the turnbuckle. Her arms hooking over the top ropes as she finally looked at who would be her opponent. ”Well howdy there! Welcome to this here little league darlin. I’ll try to make your debut a memorable one.” she said with a wink. Her southern accent on clear display.

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Julie turned around with a smile at the sound of her opponent's entrance music, absentmindedly waving off the fan she was just talking to. Weird marketing aside, she figured she could actually get pretty into this fight. The idea had a fun little quality to it. It was city versus country, Cali vs. Texas, grizzly bear versus longhorn-

-and, apparently, ass versus tits.

"Guess everything really is bigger in Texas, huh?" Julie mused, an eyebrow cocked at Allison's clear comfort at putting a lot on display. Some wrestlers here might have been worried about being caught ogling their opponent, but not Julie.

See, if you were to watch some of Julie's streams or other content, you would probably easily figure out that Julie was a bit of a pervert. That part of her J.D.L. character -- the one that wore low-cut crop tops, always flirted with fans at every con, and seemed to get a little handsier with each passing tutorial video -- wasn't one that she had to dial up for the crowd. She always straddled the line between showing off technically-sound demonstrations and being a bit of eye candy, but she straddled it well.

So, as her opponent swung herself into the ring, Julie was unafraid to let her eyes rove appreciatively over Allison's form. She even let out a low whistle as a reaction. This wasn't a hentai match or anything, but at the very least, Julie could tell that her opponent had worked hard for her body, just like she did for her own. A pretty good match, even without the promise of rubbing up against a beautiful woman.

"Hey there, Tex!" she greeted, careful not to mock the girl's accent but still wanting to lean into her gimmick. "Name's Julie, but I also go by J.D.L. on the Web -- you might've heard of me?" She smiled widely, playing at haughtiness as best she could. "But thanks for the warm welcome, I hope you don't have any hard feelings after I lay you out like a pelt on a floor!" The attempt at a Southern-style simile was likely unmistakable, and Julie thanked her improv skills for that.

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Well. Her opponent at least looked the part of a wrestler, Allison could even see the definition on her arms and abs. The girl was a fighter, that was more than obvious. It also helped that the brunette was easy on the eyes, both in the shape of her body and the way she carried herself. And if the approving stares she got back in return were anything to go by, her opponent thought the same of Allison as well.

Of course then the lady had to open her mouth.

Now to be fair. What the now named Julie said to Allison wasn’t anything the cowgirl hadn’t heard before. Heck she would have a piggy bank filled with nickels with the amount of times an opponent or a person in general gave her the nickname of “Tex” Allison didn’t mind, in fact she quite liked the name to be completely honest. But Allison didn’t let her know that, instead she simply rolled her eyes in feigned exasperation.

But a smirk was still on her face as she took off her hand and laid it down behind. Once that was done, Allison would make her way to the center of the ring with her hands on her hips. ”Well Julie, it’s nice to meet ya. Though can’t say I have heard of ya. Though then again, I try to avoid the more… risqué parts of the internet if ya know what I mean.” she finished with a wink.

Oh she had an idea of just what kind of “content creator” Julie was. But that wasn’t much of Allison’s business. What was however, is her opponents self assuredness of her coming out on top. “You can try to leave me on the floor. But I just hope you’re ready for me to lay you out to be as dry as your state. Did y’all ever get that water problem fixed?” She mocked. Though one who listened closely could realize there was no true malice to her words.

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"Ouch, a bit of a low blow to go after wildfire country like that." Julie chuckled with a comedic cringe. While she was definitely book-smart, the streamer also had emotional intelligence in spades. She'd forgive just about anyone for assuming the opposite, given her on- and off-screen personalities, but it was true. Either way, Julie knew that Allison didn't mean anything by her comments, but she was definitely willing to play along. "And then the shaming, coming from the only one of us who's actually shot porn!" Julie didn't quite know whether a hentai match at LAW could be considered in the same breath as porn, but it was essentially the same thing.

Nonetheless, she winked right back at Allison before stepping towards her blonde opponent. (Oh, of course. The match was blonde versus brunette as well. Yay for international marketing.) Her motivation was threefold. Part of it was to continue to ham up this rivalrous atmosphere that management so clearly wanted them to make. Part of it was because, in some catty kind of way, Julie wanted to get a better sense of Allison's mettle, to see exactly what she was made of -- up close and personal. And finally, some small part of it might have been because Allison was quite pretty, and getting closer would give Julie a better view of her cleavage. She stared down her opponent, almost meeting her nose-to-nose and chest-to-chest.

"Anyway," she cooed out softly, "don't be jealous just because all my followers wanna see me naked." She waggled her eyebrows playfully before adding, "Maybe you'd like to help make their dream a reality some day?"

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To the outside viewer, it looked like things were already starting to heat up for the two opposites, and not in the suggestive way. But more in the cave each other’s faces in. Yet for Allison and her opponent, they could sense no animosity between one another and instead were simply playing up the stereotype that everyone already knew. The cowgirl saw her words wash over Julie like water on a hot plate and return with just as much vigor.

The cowgirl didn’t budge an inch as the brunette met her in the center of the ring. The two women were exactly the same height yet they couldn’t be more opposite in their appearances and mannerisms. Nose to nose and chest to chest, Allison stared into Julies eyes just daring her to give it her all. Another giggle rising up her throat as she heard the brunettes final remark.

”Hehe. To be honest sugar, I’d be more than happy to take you up on that offer. Unfortunately for us though, this isn’t that type of match. Though you know what they say, accidents do happen in the ring sometimes.” she whispered. The last part quiet enough to where only the two of them would hear it as the cowgirl gave Julies chest a little bump with her own.

And just as the tension was about to get even higher, the referee stepped in. The striped woman separating the two ladies before finally signaling for the bell. Backing up, Allison would spread out her legs, raise her arms and bend down slightly. Giving Julie another challenging smile, the cowgirl would call out. “Alright city girl! Show me what ya got!”

DING!!

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Julie scoffed with mock derision as Allison bumped her away using her breasts. Secretly, she reveled in the chest-to-chest contact that Allison had just gifted her, but appearances had to be maintained. She saw the referee coming to separate them and took a quick step forward, raising her fist as if to strike Allison out of annoyed spite. Of course, she'd let the match official intervene and push them apart. The crowd certainly seemed to love their display of cattiness, certainly far from being able to tell how manufactured it was.

When the bell rang to start their match, Julie returned Allison's challenging smile with one of her own. She watched as her opponent dropped into a fighting pose and then one of her own. Typically, she'd jump into a traditional boxer's stance and sidle up to her opponent, ready to use her outpunching, counterpunching style to whittle her down. Tonight, though, the crowd clearly came to see a match with less strategy and more fighting.

Yep, that was why she simply ran at Allison, hoping to push against her shoulders with the visceral SMACK! of skin on skin. That was why she challenged the Texan to a lockup like you'd find in Greco-Roman wrestling instead of the hands-clasped version you'd see in most pro wrestling. That was why she pressed her forehead into Allison's, staring deep into her eyes with a smirk.

For reference, except with Julie's hands on Allison's shoulders.

All for the audience's desire for more body contact, and definitely not for her own.

As she pushed Allison back, Julie continued to step forward, trying to bowl her rival over. "They teach you this down on the homestead? Y'know, like, actual wrestling?"

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Allison didn’t show it, but she was having probably too much fun with this little show she and her opponent were putting on. It was why she didn’t react aside from smiling smugly at Julie as she moved to what looked like throw a punch at the cowgirl. Allison wasn’t worried, both because the referee quickly separated the two and because she knew her opponent was playing up the tension the crowd was feeling.

But as fun as this charade was being, it was time to get to the meat and potatoes of this match. Crouching slightly and raising her arms. Allison practically dared Julie to come after her! And the brunette barely even wasted a second as she charged towards her! Hand to hand and forehead to forehead. The bear and the longhorn clashed as the pushed against each other for dominance!

Allison grunted as she felt Julie push against her. The cowgirl doing her absolute best to push back to the center of the ring. Once there, she would force the two of them to straighten up. Spreading out their arms slightly and turning this clash into a true test of strength! One where Allison not only tried to push the Californian back, but also to teh canvas.

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Using what leverage she had, Allison would try to overpower her opponent and send her either back towards the ropes or to the canvas. All the while her covered breasts and toned belly rubbed and grinded again the Julies own.

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Julie's first few steps were powerful as she drove into Allison, her stance and strength giving her enough leverage to push her opponent back a bit. But then Allison pushed back, matching her efforts and then some! At first, Julie forced herself to skid across the mat, but she realized that resisting as much as she was would only end with her back on the canvas. She wouldn't have necessarily minded getting underneath the pretty blonde, but there was a time and place for anything.

Their struggle continued like that for a bit, push for push, until Allison forced them into a standing test of strength! Caught off-guard by the sudden shift, Julie was quickly pushed to the edge of the ring. The ropes stretched as J.D.L. was bounced onto them. Her taut abs grinded against Allison's, and their barely-covered chests pressed against each other

"Ooh, so you're into -- nngh -- that kind of play, huh?" she asked Allison, her teasing tone buried under grunts of exertion as she continued to wrestle the blonde arm-for-arm. "Should've just said so." Her efforts to shrug Allison off weren't doing much, however, allowing Julie's opponent to do whatever she wished!

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Despite her opponent fighting back for every inch of ground she gained. The cowgirl was able to slowly push the Californian back until her back pressed against the ropes. Even there, Julie still struggled. So Allison pressed herself against her to keep her pinned there for the time being. The fact that their breasts and bare bellies rubbed against one another was simply an added bonus.

A bonus that her opponent seemed to feel too, if her teasing words were anything to say about it. Allison allowed a sly smile to grace her lips as she heard it. And she would make sure to look the Californian in the eye as she used her arms to lock the brunettes over the top rope. Holding them together with one hand while her other trailed up to the space between Julies breasts, and her collarbone.

”Now don’t go judgin me darlin. From the look’a things, you were enjoyin it too.” she whispered as the crowd began to get rowdy at the close contact. The referee coming in to tell Allison to let Julie off of the ropes. But she ignored them and instead brought her finger to her lips to give a loud, yet soft “Shhhh.” and the crowd went silent, even the referee as Allison’s eyes went back to the Californian.

“Here, allow me to welcome you to LAW properly like.” she whispered as her hand raised. Before slamming down onto Julies chest in a chop that echoed throughout the silent arena!