Karen Starring Vs. Dixie Clemets - Relight The Fires

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The headbutt was a double edged sword, and often a stupid choice of assault given such, but the move remained one of Karen's favourite. Driving her head into her foes own, especially one she despised, as simply something she couldn't resist. Of course, a daze soon set into the raven haired amazons skull, but likely not at all as closed to Dixie's own. Even less given Karen was evidently more prepared, given she obviously knew she'd be butting heads.

With a light tap to her forehead as if to soothe the ache, Karen needed no further signal from Dixie to seek the advantage. Already she had let her cockiness get the better of her, and already, Dixie had tried to break her in two as price for such. No more, she figured. There'd be plenty of time to goad after. Namely, with a broken Texan over her lap.

Throwing her arms around the tight, bouncy figure of Dixie's own, the brief collision of flesh between the two would mimic a position adapted by lovers. Locking her arms tightly, with a hand to each wrist, great bouncy busts would be forced to mushroom together tightly with Karen forcing her frame somewhat unto Dixie's. Her scowl now bout inches away from Dixie's look of agony from the headbutt, Karen sought not to grip the figure for long; moving forward with the Texan in her arms.

Extending her leg around and past Dixie's own as she forced the Texan back in her tight hug, Karen would attempt to pivot on that extended leg, lifting Dixie as she did so. The crowd would be left to the joyous sight of two giant bosoms mushrooming together not a moment longer, as Karen tried to throw her foe up and over in a belly-to-belly suplex! Roaring as she put her figure fully into the move, in an attempt to land if but partially on Dixie and crush her!

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More problems soon came Dixie's way as after that headbutt that had left her quite stunned, the buxom Karen decided to continue to take control over the situation. The raven haired amazon wrapping her strong arms around the cowgirl, as their generous busts mashed together...the embrace seemed almost lovingly at first. Those strong arms felt like arms that could keep someone safe, but that also meant that they could hurt someone as well!

Which Dixie soon got to feel as she was raised off of her feet, releasing a soft yelp out of her mouth as she was then spun around and thrown back first down onto the canvas. The two Heavyweights crashing down onto the mat caused the ring to shake and the ropes to jump wildly as the weight of Karen came down on top of Dixie.

" Gaah!" The Cowgirl yelped out in pain as the generous bust of Karen pushed down on her own, the blonde bombshell being a prime target at the moment as she was being womanhandled right now by her old foe.

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With her figure somewhat on top of Dixie's, albeit only by a small margin, Karen's arms would gently hug the amazon but for a shade longer, simply to keep her close as she failed to resist goading her rival.

"Got you fucking now..." She'd wink, releasing her hug and putting her arm upon Dixie's furthest shoulder, not to keep them sprawled for a pin, but to simply keep the powerful Texan flat to her back. If she moved quickly enough, and Karen's restraint was efficient in its laziness, Karen would carelessly scrape her heavy thigh across Dixie's abdomen, pressing it in for a moment before settling across the other side of her. Evidently seeking a mount position, the amazon wouldn't waste any further moments if she was allowed to. Her voice screaming out to the nosebleeds, as she began to hammer ruthless and savage hammer-fists down on Dixie's good looks one after the other!

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Dixie was not well off right now, as Karen had taken her down onto the mat and was now almost pinning the cowgirl down onto the mat with her own body. Taking her sweet time in moving up and straddling the blonde bombshell. " Uuhh...." The Three Count Cowgirl let out a groan as she attempted to roll over but Karen's weight kept her pinned down, unable to shift her positions.

That was when the buxom raven haired woman started to throw ruthless blows right down onto the Texan's pretty face, hammering fists hitting Dixie's cheek, forehead, chest, shoulders. " Guargh!" Dixie cried out from each of the mighty blows, her arms quickly moving up to cover her face and chest as best as best as she could. Doing all she could to protect herself from her hated foes brutal assault.

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Compared to some figures in the heavyweight division, Karen was far from monstrously heavy. That been said, she was certainly not the lightest either, with every dense curve now pressing a gasp more of wind from Dixie's abdomen with every passing second; her thick thighs to Dixie's sides, ensuring that the cowgirl did not end an assault Karen would have happily continued with forever. Striking every which way, from jagged jabs to rough random hooks, Karen evidently cared not where she hit, so long as she hit somewhere. And hard.

Momentum and adrenaline quickly fading however as Karen seemingly tried to deliver several strikes per second, a hefty gasp of mild exhaustion would pass through Dixie's arms, telling the cowgirl the assault was over. Frustrated at herself for ending it herself, and without heinously injuring the cowgirl, Karen soon willingly chose to relinquish her position atop of her rival; willingly falling to her side.

Of course, to simply lock in another means of attack.

"Come here..." She'd scream, trying to turn Dixie via a newfound grip upon her shoulders and neck, as to try and get her back to face her. Whether she succeeded did not truly matter however, as regardless of how much Dixie did or did not resist, Karen would promptly slip those meaty arms around the cowgirls neck, in an effort to press her against Karen's own upper body, and lock in a sleeper hold!

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Dixie laid on her back, shielding her face from the onslaught of the dangerous Karen, who looked to be rather intent on bashing in every single part of the Texas bombshell. To her surprise though, the blonde found Karen's barrage of wild blows to end and with it the cowgirl was laid on the canvas, panting for air as she kept her arms raised covering her face and chest as much as she could.

It looked as if Karen wasn't going to let up though, instead she changed her tactics from punching to something else as she rolled the Texan over onto her side and laid herself behind the buxom blonde powerhouse. Those strong arms of Karen wrapped around her head and neck and soon started to squeeze tightly. Dixie's eyes widened, feeling the large rack of the equally sized wrestler against her back.

" UUrgh...Git off...!" Dixie growled out through gritted teeth, her legs sliding and kicking around as her hands moved up to those muscular and strong arms of Karen and started to try and pry them off of her. Having such a terrifying force like Karen wrapping one up in a sleeper hold could be one of the most dangerous things in the world...and Dixie was being put through that right now.

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Had Karen had the choice, she would have had Dixie facing her, ideally off her feet so all those in the crowd could see the raven haired amazon choke her nemesis outright. Her ideal gaze to her face of course allowing her to watch Dixie's eyes as they fluttered for life. But not at all complaining at painful progress, Karen's arms began to pour on the strength to the neck in their midst. Squeezing and compressing, Karen held no rhythm nor any strength back in her efforts to deprive Dixie of air. She simply squeezed, constantly, and as hard as she could.

Her legs too now finding themselves in the mix, Karen would attempt something of a weak scissor on whichever single leg of the Texan she could. Not to squeeze of course, but simply restrain.

"PASS...THE FUCK...OUT!" Jostling her Texan foe with the screaming of her words, Karen's thick bust would serve as a rest of sorts for Dixie to press against. Her soft yet powerful figure practically spooning Dixie as she crushed her throat, Karen's every laugh would be screamed directly into her foes ear, given it was but a inch or so from her lips!

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Dixie's body was at Karen's mercy at the moment, the very busty raven haired womans' strong arms were like that of a python, compressing her neck and closing of her airways and even blood-flow! The face of Dixie was turning more red with each passing second, as her arms hands kept trying to pull on those muscular arms.

" Hrrgh!" Dixie grunted out in effort as it looked as if Karen wasn't going to let up anytime soon. The loud screams right in her ear only caused Dixie more pain and discomfort. As the free leg of Dixie kicked out and struggled, she weakly shook her head, a gasp followed by a cough...a dry one at that.

The Face of Dixie was starting to be covered in sweat from the strain and lack of air. " Gaagh..." She gasped out, the cowgirl couldn't find a way out. She couldn't find it....It wasn't there! She'd reach out with her right arm, her vision was blurry and she had no idea right now what she was reaching out for. What she'd find would the bottom ropes that her right hand grabbed onto tightly!

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If Karen had to scale how satisfying compressing the figure of Dixie Clemets was, it would easily be touching ten. Infact, she was enjoying crushing the legendary cowgirl so much, that she decided the end would not be in sight yet!

"Struggling? Tsk, you fat cow.." Purring directly into Dixie's ear as the cowgirl dragged both of their heavy figures towards the ropes, Karen relented with her sleeper submission but not her punishment overall. Patronisingly slapping the back of the blondes sweat covered locks, forcing them to sway in the breeze, Karen attempted to quickly pull Dixie a shade more in the direction of the centre of the ring by her still gripped shoulders, whilst all the while coming to her feet. Whether Dixie came or not in truth did not matter to Karen; if anything, the more resistance the cowgirl put on resisting her pull meant there was less she'd put into forcing her hands from her shoulders.

The moment Karen slipped back to her feet however, her grip would abandon Dixie's shoulders in favour of a much more tender target. Her supple waist.

Hugging the cowgirl from behind, at first crouched to match the fact Dixie was still on the ground, Karen would forcibly begin to lift the blonde up; feet parted in preparation for dead-lifting the beauty if need be. For as long as Dixie did not break her grasp, Karen would immediately pull the girl back down, up and over her head, in a close knit german suplex!

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Dixie was slowly making her way towards the ropes, and finally the blonde buxom woman managed to latch her fingers around it, yet....Karen wasn't willing to just step off of her. She might have released that neck of Dixie but the words of the raven haired powerhouse on top of her was enough to cause Dixie to growl out like an angry beast.

Feeling the humiliating slaps of Karen hitting the back of her head and her blonde locks, caused Dixie to grunt out. Frustration truly building up nearly as much as the fatigue that had settled in after Karen's brutal sleeper hold. She was at the buxom raven haired beauty's mercy as Karen Starring started to drag and pull the cowgirl towards the center of the ring.

Despite her struggle, the mighty Karen had no trouble in getting the woman to the center of the ring, and little trouble in changing her hold of Dixie. Those strong arms wrapped around the Three Count Cowgirl's strong waist and the Texan heartthrob was then hoisted upwards, deadlifted off of the mat by the mighty black clad nemesis of hers!

Thrown backwards in an arch with the speed that only someone as mighty as Karen could perform, Dixie's shoulders impacted onto the mat to a crash that caused the entire ring to shake! The ropes jumped and the corner posts wobbled as Dixie's body folded up in half, legs coming down besides her own head as her firm rear pointing up into the air. There was no sound from Dixie, at least no sound that could have been heard over that hellish metoric crash of Karen Starring's mighty suplex.