Lillian Byrne vs Tracy Canon

[winner3]

While still afflicted with tremendous pain from that slam onto the apron, Tracy would try to find her way up. Lillian's words would serve to frustrate her alongside the aches she was feeling.

The buxom Circus Cat wouldn't be down long. Even as she was working her way up to her hands and knees, her taller foe grabbed hold of her mask and forced her up to her feet. Lillian would have little difficult tossing Tracy between the bottom rope and the apron, and back into the ring. The red head would roll onto the canvas and towards the center of the ring. She'd grit her teeth and try to once against fight her way up to her feet whilst protesting.

"Is there a reason, you're such a jerk or? Ugh!"

Canon's banter would soon be interrupted by Lillian's pursuit of her! The brunette would haul the pale skinned luchadora up to her feet once more before wrapping her arms around Tracy's waist and lifting her off her feet for a powerful Bearhug! Byrne once again targetted Tracy's back, just as she had been doing all match with bucklebomb, the slam onto the apron, and now with a Bearhug! The pain and damage coursing through Tracy's back would elicit resounding screams from the red head as she flailed and struggled to somehow break free!

"OW! AAUUGH!" Tracy howled as she endured the hold! The referee would approach to ask for Tracy's submission, to which, she could only answer the official by shaking her head no!

[ADarlingDucky]

As Lillian hefted her opponent up once again, throwing her back inside the ring with a quick movement, she was starting to feel the momentum on her side again. She was none to happy after being humiliated by the luchadora, Tracy's multiple smothers and painful submissions and splashes had really gotten her in a bad mood. This girl wanted to humiliate her, huh? Well, Lillian could play that game. If Tracy wanted to try and embarrass the brunette by rubbing her breasts all over Lillian's face, she had plenty of ways to get even!

"Awww, boo-hoo! We're here to beat the hell out of each other, and you're going to call me a jerk because I hurt your feelings? I should be beating you senseless after you shoved your tits in my face, you little hussy!" Lillian replied with a sneer, a catty frown on her face as she pursued Tracy once again.

Lifting the girl to her feet, the brunette would quickly wrap her arms around Tracy's midsection, hoisting the Circus Cat off her feet, and starting to constrict her arms, trapping the girl in a brutal bearhug! Tracy gave a loud moan of pain, and her head tilted back, chest jutting forward as her back arched, beautiful breasts looking like they wanted to pop out of her outfit at any second!

"So... you wanna humiliate me? Well, two can play at that game! Just hope that you don't mind showing off a bit more! Aw, who am I kidding? You'd love to!" Lillian cried with a grin. Her devious plan would soon be revealed, as she would slowly reach her hands down behind Tracy's back, grabbing the fabric of her outfit around her rear, and yanking up hard! If she was successful, the back of the luchadora's gear would be turned into practically a thong, as her soft, round cheeks were put on display!

[winner3]

Tracy had already assumed that Lillian came into this match in a bad mood. She didn't think it could or would get any worse, and boy was she wrong!

Despite hanging on valiantly and doing what she could to endure the hold, Lillian was unimpressed. In fact, it only seemed to spur her on and motivator her to squeeze harder while coming up with inventive ways to repay the luchadora for the earlier humiliation she has subjected the brunette to! After spending several second in the hug, Tracy would tilt her head back. The red head's back would arch backwards and her feet would remain suspended above the canvas as the mean Miss Byrne continued wearing away at her midsection! When the compromising position accentuated Tracy's large bosom, Lillian sought to capitalize by jostling the pale skinned girl and facilitate the very likely possiblity of a wardrobe malfunction!

As if that weren't enough, Lillian would slide her hands down Tracy's back and grab hold of the fabric on the leotard, near Tracy's hips! Tracy's outfit would ride up her plump backside! Her chest and booty would be all but exposed as Lillian continued putting the squeeze on her! For a moment, Canon would be left looking like the perfect victim! Her mouth would remain agape, her back still arched! People began to wonder if The Circus Cat would be forced into toplessness before being coerced into tapping! But as things grew dire, the audience began to cheer! Tracy would clench her teeth and try to mount an offensive.

"You'd like that...more than anyone!" Tracy would begin straightening up her posture before making this claim! A claim that she literally tried to back up! Canon would throw her head forwards to try and disorient Lillian with a headbutt! She'd then attempt to free her arms, and just as she did, she'd reach for Lillian's head with both arms and pull it in towards her formidable rack! If all went in Tracy's favor, the comedic timing would see to it that her chest spilled out of her leotard just as she pulled Lillian in for yet another smother hold! The red head would begin to kick and try to find her footing if she managed to begin smothering Lillian out again! And as soon as her feet hit the ground, she'd jump up and attempt to complete her reversal and shift the momentum by trying to thrust Lillian's head into to the canvas with a Sitout Facebuster!

Tracy would fall onto her back if all went her way. She'd lie there looking up at the stadium lights. Her body would ache, but she'd still have the wherewithal to try and adjust her leotard and make herself decent again before relieving herself of that uncomfortable wedgie. Fans would likely be enjoying the image of her trapped in Lillian's hug for some time, and as Tracy laid there wincing and in pain thinking about it, she realized that she'd probably enjoy looking over that highlight after the match, too.

[ADarlingDucky]

The brunette continued to squeeze as hard as she could, her arms constricting tighter and tighter around the luchadora. She could tell that Tracy's back had to be feeling the agony of the squeezing by now, as she tightened up the hold more and more. And to make things worse for the very attractive luchadora, Lillian grabbed two big handfuls of the back of her leotard, yanking up and giving Tracy a massive wedgie, one that turned the back of her gear into a thong, exposing her soft, pale cheeks!

"Well, I do like seeing you like this. But, not because you're now half naked, really embracing your inner attention whore. It's because you look like you're about to cry in pain. So go ahead, cry!" Lillian said, squeezing down hard, shaking the girl back and forth. But Tracy grit her teeth, and the audience begin to cheer louder, whether because of the luchadora getting exposed, or them wanting her to succeed, it was anyone's guess. And along with the crowd, Tracy began to rally.

The Circus Cat began to start squirming, her bust dangerously close to breaking free from the confines of her leotard. Not that Lillian would have minded, though she would never admit. However, she did mind when Tracy threw her head forward, hitting Lillian with a big headbutt! Lillian let out a loud grunt, but it wasn't enough for her to break her hold on Tracy or the wedgie. However, the luchadora did manage to pull her hands out, grabbing Lillian's head and pulling it towards her chest!

"No no no! Not aga- MMMMMPH!" Lillian let out a loud cry, which suddenly turned muffled, as she was pulled face-first into Tracy's chest! And to make things worse, the catgirl's breasts popped out of her outfit right as she had been pulled into her cleavage, which meant Lillian was now face deep in between Tracy's bare boobs! Lillian couldn't believe that yet again, the luchadora had found a way to breast smother her! Going to set her down, she wanted to make space between her and the redhead, but the second Tracy's feet hit the floor, she would quickly leap up, before slamming Lillian facefirst into the mat!

"Augh!" The brunette cried as she hit the mat facefirst, slamming down hard! She had now long since lost her grip on Tracy, and now she simply laid facedown, groaning as she moved her hands up to cradle her head, as the Circus Cat meanwhile moved to fix her wardrobe malfuncions. That was it, that was one too many breast smothers! While Lillian would never admit it, the cat-themed wrestler was quite gorgeous, but she had been humiliated one too many times! She would not let this stand!

[winner3]

Lillian hadn't missed any chances to put Tracy in a bad spot in this match, thus far. Whenever the Circus Cat found some momentum and tried to ride it, all the way to dynamic flashy win, the brutish brunette found a way to force the luchadora into some kind of compromising situation. That hug had done a number on Tracy, but in the midst of the adversity of the hold, the red head found a way to use her much discussed "assets" to her advantage and smother her way to freedom before following up with a Facebuster!

After hitting the move, Tracy would remain seated on the canvas. She'd hug her own sides with both hands for a moment whilst breathing heavily. "You know...if you wanted to wrestle naked...you could have just asked, haha." Tracy would struggle through pained breaths to say. She'd begin working her way up to her feet, slowly. Once there, she'd begin to adjust her leotard and cover up to make herself modest again.

"But only if we're both nude! If's just me, then it's not as fun." She's say before sticking out her tongue.

Canon would then reach down to grab hold of Lillian's arm if she wasn't already up. The sassy luchadora would try to pull Byrne up and tug her foe's arm to set her up for an Irish Whip towards the corner! If Tracy managed to position Lil in the corner, she'd point towards the sky and call out towards the crowd before running towards her and attempting to jump towards Lillian with a high knee aimed right at her scowling, upset face!

"Everybody ready?! Here it comes! Yah!"

[ADarlingDucky]

Things had been going alright, for a moment there. Lillian had managed to destroy her foes back, working over Tracy by not only smashing her against the apron on the outside, before throwing her back inside, and torturing the luchadora's spine more and more. But now, once again, Tracy had reversed the momentum, humiliating Lillian by shoving the girl's face in between her bare breasts, before slamming her face to the mat with the facebuster, leaving both girls lying, Lillian dazed, and Tracy trying to catch her breath.

And the two girls would begin to stand up together, both of them going slowly, while Tracy continued to tease Lillian, her words this time drawing the faintest of red tinges to the brunette's face, barely visible. "Well, I get wanting to roll around with my in the nude. I mean, who wouldn't, I'm fucking hot. But, at the end of this I'm afraid it will be only you naked, when I beat your ass and humiliate you in the center of the ring, like you deserve." Lillian hissed out.

However, as she got up, the Circus Cat was already in motion, hitting the ropes and running towards Lillian, leaping up and throwing a high knee towards her face! Lillian however, would attempt to duck underneath and dodge, and if successful, would grab Tracy's shoulders and spin her to face forward, before throwing a wicked chop to her chest, targeting the luchadora's breasts!

"These things have been such a pain in my ass! It's time to teach you a lesson, and hopefully popping these overblown balloons will do it!"

[winner3]

Tracy hadn't expected Lillian to entertain her comment about wrestling naked. Part of her wanted to press the middleweight heel on that, but now simply wasn't the time! The Luchadora pressed forth and ran at her foe in an attempt to hit her with a high knee! But just when she drew near, Lillian had found a way to dodge by ducked under it! As Tracy staggered to catch herself and turn around, the mouthy blonde had readied herself to fire back, and Byrne caught Tracy with a hard chop across her impressive rack, forcing the masked redhead to double over and clutch her breasts in pain. Tracy would stumble towards the ropes and take refuge there as Lillian sounded off with the um-teenth insult directed at her this match.

"Ugh! I'll pop you one, you big bully!" Tracy could groan in defiance. She was doubled over and hurting, but she wasn't about to let Lillian assume control of the match again, not without a fight! Tracy would grab hold of the top rope and attempt to jump onto the middle rope with both feet. If her next move went uninterrupted, The Circus Cat would soar through the air and torque her body to rotate a good 2 or three times, while flying towards Lillian with a Corkscrew Crossbody! If she were able to take Byrne down with her aerial move, she'd intentionally straddle Lillian and lean her chest to give her foe another quick session with her large pale orbs to keep her down and secure a pin!

"ONE...!"

[ADarlingDucky]

As Lillian's palm slammed into Tracy's chest, a loud slapping sound echoed throughout the arena, and the Circus Cat stumbled backwards, bending over and crossing her arms over her sizeable breasts, feeling the sting in them as Lillian once again mouthed off, continuing to verbally berate her foe, despite the fact that the crowd was firmly behind the luchadora, booing the dastardly heel Lillian any time that she would berate or insult her foe. The crowd, of course, were making Lillian none too happy, and it clearly showed, as she was getting more and more red-faced from the boos, trying to hold her composure and doing a poor job of it.

"Would you can it with this goody two shoes schtick! I am sick and tired of hearing you whine and complain!" Lillian cried, glaring at Tracy from across the ring, not at all happy with the girl's continual happy attitude, and the way that she was able to get the crowd on her side and against Lillian. Not that being boo'd bothered her. But it was getting on her nerves that the crowd was continually cried out each time she'd do anything, and encouraged Tracy.

And things would seem to repeat themselves as Tracy suddenly climbed to the top, launching herself at Lillian and turning wildly in the air, coming down with a corkscrew crossbody!

"Mmmmmph!" Lillian let out a loud cry, as once more, to her horror, Tracy's breasts smushed against her face, and she fell to the ground, laying trapped under the luchadora's tits. Lillian heard the referee begin to count, reaching two before the brunette would push the luchadora off, rolling to the side of the ring, before snapping at Tracy.

"What is your deal with putting your tits in my face!?"

[winner3]

Tracy continued doing whatever it was she could to bounce back whenever Lillian derailed her momentum. The juxtaposition between the loveable showboat and the sharp-tongued beshemoth continued to make itself apparent as Byrne and Canon kept going at it. The audience cheered Tracy's aerial manuever that earned her another pin and chance smother her blonde rival! Once again Tracy managed to take Lillian down, and once again Lillian was able to power out with raw strength!

"What's the deal with you being pissed off all the time?!" Tracy would protest in response to her foe's words. Lillian was proving to be a difficult foe. Tracy would rub her back as she forced herself up to her feet. The aches and pains were piling up. But the masked woman assured herself that beating Lillian tonight would do her wonders. The satisfaction of giving the mouthy heel what was coming to her would cleanse her of any pain she was feeling thus far. With that in mind, Tracy stepped forward. She'd jump up and try to land on Lillian with her leg extended for a leg drop to the back of Byrne's neck! If the move connected, the red head would grab hold of Lillian's head and attempt to wrap her pale thighs around them for a tight headscissor!

Tracy would aim to force her crotch and the fabric of her leotard into Lillian's face whilst squeezing with formidable force. "You complained about my chest so much. Maybe you're a vag kinda girl, huh?!" The feline themed wrestler would taunt as she placed her palms against the canvas and raised her hips to add pressure. If Lillian wasn't going to stay down for 3 counts, perhaps submission would be a more feasible means of victory; at least, that was Tracy's train of thought!

[ADarlingDucky]

With a heave, Lillian forced the Circus Cat off of her, throwing the happy luchadora off a few feet away. Both women grumbled angrily at each other, with Tracy still not providing an answer to Lillian's question of why she would not stop pressing her tits into Lillian's face. Not that it mattered, as Lillian would soon be given something to distract her from this.

Rolling over and looking towards her foe, Lillian's eyes went wide as Tracy's leg swung towards her neck, looking like a guillotine about to crash down onto her! Lillian wasn't exactly the fastest wrestler out there, and even if she was, she couldn't have escaped this! Tracy's leg slammed down hard onto her throat, prompting a pained gasp from the downed girl! But before Lillian could even think about what to do next, Tracy turned sideways, grabbing Lillian by the head and pulling her face deep in between her thighs, crossing her legs in a scissor and squeezing down, trapping Lillian's face in her crotch!

"MMMMPH! MMMMM!" A muffled cry came from Lillian as she was forced face-first into Tracy's crotch, pressed tight against the girl's thinly covered womanhood as she squirmed and struggled, trapped in the scissor. She couldn't even respond to Tracy's words about her being more into the Circus Cat's pussy than her boobs. If anything, Lillian was an ass girl (not that she minded any particular part), but she would never be able to vocalize it with the air being denied from her like this!