Debutantes No More: Cathy Jefferson vs Katsumi Oshiro

[Anime_dreamfighter]

"Nggghhhh!!  Aaaaahhhhhh!!!" Cathy tries hard to stifle her shrill cries as Katsumi works the stomach claw, although with those strong fingers lancing into her abdominals the pain is almost more than she can bear. More than this, her attempts to muscle out of the submission hold have got her precisely nowhere, apart from perhaps being in even tighter containment than before. The cowgirl knows she will reach the limits of her endurance soon, forcing her to tap out and gift the equalising fall to the annoyingly smug Punk Princess. But wait! - did she hear right a moment ago?? That little cow called Cathy a bitch and promised to make her squeal like a piggy. That's going too far in Cathy Jefferson's book. In fact it just could mean war!

Think Cathy, think! WTF - why hadn't she noticed before that all her futile squirming had actually moved them closer to the ropes. Close enough in fact for Cathy to consider making a last-ditch scramble towards sanctuary. The referee girl is kneeling close beside her now, asking if she intends to submit and she realises this could work in her favour. "I - I - " Cathy knows that the referee and Katsumi are both listening intently for the magic words and she feels her opponent relax her guard almost as if the point is won already.

"DON'T!!"

As she shouts the words, Cathy is bridging desperately while pushing as hard as she can with her strong legs, boots flat to canvas, trying to roll both herself and her opponent around so that she can reach the bottom rope which is now tantalisingly close. If only she can stretch her foot a little further she might be saved by a rope break. Now that'll really foil that scheming little bitch's plans!

[CyanDimitrik]

The audience is on the edge of their seat as Cathy writhes and cries out - those who're even able to sit at this point. The torture is plain to see, and Katsumi isn't holding anything back. She promised to make the country girl squeal, and while that might not exactly be what's going on, she's delivering on her intent at least! Her hips push towards the back of her head, adding more pressure steadily to her arms and shoulders, stretching the muscle, compacting the joints.

The referee gives the question. Cathy seems to hedge. Her fingers bite into the cowgirl's stomach tighter, partially to try to assert the hopelessness of her situation, partially out of rapt anticipation. It would knock the blonde down a peg to have to submit to her! Again, not that she has anything against her - she likes her - but she has to dominate here in this arena!

Cathy refuses to submit. Katsumi's eyes widen. The referee is calling for a rope break before she knows what's going on.

"Wh-.."

"Let her go, Oshiro-san!"

"But-!"

"One! Two!"

"Screw you! She's gonna tap! Check her!"

"Three! Four!"

"Agh, FINE!"

All at once, her thighs release Cathy's arm, her hand withdraws from her belly, and she rolls a little ways on her side away from Cathy to avoid the disqualification ruling. But she's soon on her feet again, closing in on Cathy to attempt venting some frustration against her back or stomach with the heel of her boot.

[Anime_dreamfighter]

Cathy senses Katsumi homing in behind her and has to endure a stomp or two to her back as she clings to the ropes, struggling to compose herself after the near miss in the submission hold. Fortunately the ref intercedes to prevent the other wrestler continuing her attack while she is still on her knees.

The ropes are Cathy's best friends now and as Katsumi holds back finally, she finds herself using them to help pull herself back on her feet. Damn, that was some debilitating m*th*f*ck*n' hold! Her neck and shoulders ache massively and she moves slowly, telegraphing her newfound vulnerability to her frustrated, but still cock-a-hoop opponent. 

Time! Cathy needs to buy some. Time to talk some then...."Bitch - huh!?! Squeal like a piggy - huh?!! - that is all wrong on so many levels d'ya hear?" 

The crowd seem to love it as, warming to her theme, the Broncobuster jabs an accusatory finger in her opponent's direction. "You are most definitely going down for that kinda shit!" 

And now the cherry on the cake as Cathy raises both hands in the air, fingers splayed, challenging her opponent to come to her. "Only if you dare, of course..." she smiles winsomely at Katsumi but there is malice in her eyes all the same. It is a wrestling match after all, with a lot on the line for both women...

[CyanDimitrik]

The audience isn't liking Katsumi stomping on her rival one bit, and it requires the referee to physically draw her back from the other girl to put an end to it. But once she's urged back a few steps, she takes the next few on her own, her hands raised and innocently smug smile on her face. She dindunuffin.

As Cathy starts expressing her outrage, the Punk Princess plants her fists to her hips with that smile ever-present on her lips. The audience cheers for Cathy, and Katsumi raises her arms to either side, hands bobbing to usher in more of it, making a show of accepting the audience's disapproval of her. She doesn't have words for her - not yet. Her mind is already working, sorting out the perfect moment to make a comeback. But for now, Cathy gets to feel that she's had the last word.

"Finally," says a theatrically impatient Katsumi at the invitation. She closes in with her again, seeking to grapple with her. Her hands shoot for her collar and shoulder, not an outright test of strength. But her goal is to try to quickly bully the cowgirl into the corner, a forceful shove at the last moment to hopefully open her up for a pounding.

[Anime_dreamfighter]

Although Cathy's mightily relieved as Katsumi accepts her offer, the bruised cowgirl is cautious going into the clinch, aware that the punishment she's received may have tipped the odds back in her rival's favour. They lock up without any preamble, hands claiming each other's collar and shoulder roughly, and begin pushing aggressively from the start. If the blonde wrestler imagined her size might still give her an advantage, her opponent's forceful determination soon dispels that notion. "Proper little tiger, aren't we?" Cathy whistles appreciatively as Katsumi forces her back a full two steps, until her wrestling boots skid to a halt on the canvas, enabling her to hold the line a little longer.

Feeling more breathless and lightheaded by the second, Cathy leans in and clinches Katsumi harder this time, feeling their hot, slick flesh melding at multiple points as the women strain against each other, almost as if their lives depend on it. "I - I - ..." Cathy's mouth snaps shut again as she realises she doesn't know what else to say to Katsumi by now. But Cathy does know she's on the defensive officially as of now, with her forceful and determined opponent still pressing her from the front... and the turnbuckle of the corner post looming behind, ready to play its part by absorbing any failure on her part now.

[CyanDimitrik]

Both women struggle in the lock, each little step Katsumi secures on Cathy sees her grin spread and take on a predatory note. Cathy's not giving anything up - she's taking it from her. And that feeling is incredible. The clinch tightens, pressing chest-to-chest with her country-flavored counter. The two vie for dominance brow to brow, eye to eye, each shaky exhale that escapes Katsumi's lips washes against Cathy's. Her fingers dig into her opponent's sweat-slickened skin, her heart beating hard against her breast. Whatever Cathy is attempting to say, Katsumi can't tell. She's itching to know, but the thing that matters most is claiming victory in this skirmish.

The clinch changes again, Katsumi's arms slipping from Cathy's collar and shoulder to her arms hooking her over the shoulder and at the waist. Her legs bend, boots digging in proverbial trenches against the mat. No longer face to face, but more physically mashed together than before, barely any space remaining between their upper-bodies.

"Haahnn..!"

The streamlined muscle of her legs flexes, pushing hard, attempting a final burst of force to hopefully ram Cathy's back against that turnbuckle! But if she fails, she'll be spent in this particular lockup - easy prey for the cowgirl.

[Anime_dreamfighter]

Cathy feels Katsumi modifying her grip, hooking her at waist and shoulder, and realises the Japanese woman is going for the final push into the turnbuckle. The force exerted by her opponent as she digs her heels in is formidable, and Cathy knows she might not be able to hold her back in her weakened condition. But wrestling holds rely just as much on the principles of leverage and balance as Judo techniques and the cowgirl knows if you can force an opponent off balance it often creates a sudden weakness to exploit. So, as Katsumi attempts a final burst of force, Cathy twists sideways in the clinch, gambling on using Katsumi's forward momentum to break her balance as her centre of gravity shifts unexpectedly. If the ruse works, Cathy will kind of waltz her opponent through 180 degrees slamming her the last couple of feet into the post. But its possible that the Punk Princess will counter this counter, by keeping the rotation going until Cathy is back to square one again with her back against the turnbuckle.

[CyanDimitrik]

Katsumi is committed to the act. There's no going back. Either Cathy's back is landing against the turnbuckle, or Katsumi's is. And as it happens, Cathy pivots and feeds into Katsumi's forceful exertion. The young Punk Princess finds her back slamming squarely into the corner post, her head whipping back with an airy cry. Her arms fling back, resting along the ropes at either side, her body slouched and open to the cowgirl.

[Anime_dreamfighter]

Seizing the opportunity provided by her opponent's wide open stance, Cathy crowded Katsumi in the corner against the turnbuckle. Clenching both fists she raised her right arm, striking her cornered opponent on the breastbone with a forearm chop. "Like it like that, huh?" she taunted while raising her left arm high in the air, telegraphing to the cheering crowd that she was about to repeat the blow...

[CyanDimitrik]

The strike lands against Katsumi’s skin with a loud *SPAK* sound, jolting the girl back against the turnbuckle and issuing a pained cry. It might appear to the audience that the punkette is ready to receive more punishment, but perhaps Cathy overplayed her hand! Katsumi suddenly reaches out to hook the cowgirl behind the neck and twist, attempting to sharply reverse positions with her and plant her back into the corner instead!

Should Cathy find herself in that compromising position, Katsumi will waste no time in making the most of it by delivering a few low, forceful punches into the country girl’s belly.