Victory by knockout only
Bracket
All 8 had put on incredible performances. It was obvious from the moment they entered that each of them brought something special to the table, but as the event progressed and the matches became more hardcore, the truth became clear. The truth that only one woman could come away from the event truly victorious. And it was finally time for the tournament to culminate in one last match: the finals.
Highlights from the tournament would play on repeat on the stadium titantron for several minutes before either woman made her entrance. The audience would look on with clear investment. These ladies had all put their pride and bodies on the line. Whether they wrestled one round or all of them, no woman was departing from the tourney without having been bashed up pretty good. And to Katherine Hart, that fact only made her more proud.
Backstage in the locker room, the blonde would grab her mask and begin putting it on, tying the laces behind her head as per usual. Clad in her usual attire: a purple leotard, with matching boots and gloves, Kat would look up at a monitor mounted on the wall. Video of the crowd roaring and the highlights playing on the titantron would play. At the end of the reel, an image - a versus screen of both finalist would appear.
“Karen Starring….guess she wasn’t all talk…” Kat said under her breath as she thought back to the one and only time she had encountered the woman. Backstage in the hallway they had ran into each other, ready to throw down. Staff and fellow wrestlers alike scattered as the two had announced their intentions, but at the last moment, Karen took off. Thinking back on it, based on what she had heard about her, Katherine had wanted to believe that Karen was simply a coward. But the fact that she had made it this far, to meet her in her in the finals of this tournament, was proof enough that there was more to Karen than running away. It became obvious to Kat now that her opponent for tonight didn’t fear competition: she simply picked her battles, and she picked them quite well.
These thoughts ran through Katherine’s head as she walked the hallways and made her way for the arena. Her theme song “Back2Back” would begin to play, and the audience would roar in approval when The Super Kitty made her appearance. Kat would raise both arms and wave before adjust her mask and running towards the ring, slapping the hands of a few fans along the way.
The blonde heavyweight would slide into the ring and pop up to her feet before scaling the turnbuckle and waving again. Tonight was an important match for sure. And Katherine had every intention of making her mark by winning this match and by proxy, the entire tournament! She’d hop off the apron and begin to stretch in the middle of the ring while looking towards the entrance ramp expectantly. When Kat finally did meet Karen in the squared circle proper, she’d have a few choice words for the heavyweight heel.
“We’re finally fighting on your terms...so you’d better not disappoint.”
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The path to where she was now mattered not to Karen. Those who fell before her were simply obstacles; ripe for either the crushing or slamming. The moment they had fell, Karen had latched eyes onto her next prey. Such was the way with Alison. Then Erin. And now, the last one standing in her way.
A woman she had met before.
Spoiler
Then again, Karen Starring came to ever single match with intent to control it with powerful, designated force. She hadn’t managed it yet.
Stopping just prior of the ring, her arms to her hips as her eyes met the massive chested feline wrestler in the ring, Karen would spare a rare moment; her eyes looking left, then right. Many of those in attendance tonight had already seen the amazon suffer from a near head cracking end at the hands of Alison, if not a rib-crunching finish from Erin. Tonight there would be no second thoughts. Those in attendance tonight would not be questioning who was the more dominating, or deserving, winner.
Stepping foot upon the side of the ring, calmly swaying her thick curves between the top and middle ropes, Karen stood with her powerful presence emitting a dislikable aura; her eyes latched to the figure who had already given her warning what felt to be a lifetime ago. Given this would be their first meeting in the ring, where the steaks themselves could not be higher, there was no more a fitting place to find out if either woman’s words were full of empty threats.
“Funny...I have an outfit just like that…” Raising her finger, as ever ignoring words of the woman before her, Karen pointed her finger at a height that had she been closer, it would have rested upon Katherine’s massive cleavage.
“I always stick it on when I want to feel like a fucking joke…”
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Competing in the Last Woman Standing tournament was certainly an experience thus far. Whether it was the undying resolve of Susanna Kin or the near unfathomable grit of Melody, Kat had faced a handful of notable opponents. And now she had Karen Starring to add to that list. A woman who’s defining was, if nothing else, her piss-poor attitude. At least, that’s what Katherine Hart believed. And those beliefs were given validity when the curvy amazon made her way into the ring and disregarded all crowd reaction and Kat’s words. Karen’s aura and presence alone seemed to breed contempt from those around her. A less experienced wrestler might have lunged at Karen for the insult. But after hearing the black haired woman blatantly bash her outfit, The Super Kitty didn’t pounce. The audience at ringside let out an audible “OOOOOHHHH!” when Karen delivered her line. Kat smiled and began to nod, waiting for the crowd reaction to die down a big before replying. She let out a short chuckle before making eye contact with Starring and offering a witty reply.
“You do? That’s good! I hope you have it in the back right now….Because by the time this match is over, I promise you, I’m gonna make you feel like a joke.” As she finished her statement, Katherine walked right up to Karen and got in her face, her large, buxom frame pressed into Karen’s similarly sized frame. A look of intensity took form in Kat’s eyes as she confronted the heavyweight heel. Despite the contest not having formally started yet, it was plain to see that a fight could break out at anytime.
After all, at this point, there was nothing left. One woman would come away from this match still conscious, one woman would leave the arena under her own power, one woman would win the final round and by extension, the entire tournament. And no opponent deserved a trashing quite the way Karen did. For the sake of everyone pulling for her, for the sake of Erin, whom Karen had beat, for the sake of preventing an official LAW tournament win to fall into the hands of someone that most considered to be a scumbag, Katherine Hart was going to emerge from this contest the winner of the first official Last Woman Standing Tourney.
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Unsurprisingly, Karen cared not for the reaction of the crowd, nor of her foe. Literally waving off Katherines words as they escaped her lips, her eyes closed to amplify simply how much she did not care, Karen even went so far as to turn her frame, as if opting to look off into the distance rather than speak to Katherine further.
“Yeh yeh very good Catlin or whatever the fuck it was, I’ll sign whatever after this…” Laughing for a moment at her run of the mill tirade, Karen would find her frame jerking to attention as Kat closed the distance; a inch or so of empty space was now all that lay between the two hulking powerhouses heavy chests, as Karen forced her frame to adopt a strong posture in return.
“First things first...take a BIG fucking step back…” The referee jumping to attention far too late to prevent early disaster, Katherine would find a firm set of hands just above her cleavage; as Karen opted to force distance between the two bodies, with a mighty push. All before the match had even begun!
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As Karen continued ignoring her fellow finalist, Katherine didn’t waver. She closed the distance and got right in Starring’s face, forcing the woman to acknowledge her presence since she was apparently above acknowledging Hart’s words. As one heavyweight pressed their frame into the other, tensions only rose. As if misnaming Katherine Hart wasn’t enough of a jab, Karen saw it fit to command her to step back, which only prompted Kat to offer an appropriate response: “Make. Me.”
Although the referee tried to intervene and do her job, the reality of the situation was that there wasn’t much to do. If either woman didn’t feel like starting off the contest properly, there weren’t any disqualifications in last woman standing matches anyways. What’s more, the fans - the people came to see the tournament finals - to see this tournament through to the end, as Kat and Karen. At this point, there was no delaying the inevitable. Katherine locked eyes with Karen and pressed into her further, aiming to make curvaceous bruiser take her own advice and step back! With everyone in the arena on edge, sparks could fly at any given moment. And the that moment was only a hair’s breadth away!
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Here and now, Karen could not find an error in using an insult she had used earlier in the tournament. Kat was hardly there after all, and nor was a microphone within range to pick it up. She was rather proud of it.
“Fucking hell...talk about putting the heavy in heavyweight…” Karen smirked, far too used to encounters such as this to be backed down. If anything, her frame had tensed up in response; pressing just as hard into Kat’s own as hers was back, if not harder. Breasts begging to overflow already, Karen’s massive assets would meet their match with Kat’s own as the busty super kitty’s pair mushroomed just as equally as hers did. Her hands still to her hips, Karen would raise but one leg backwards, in an effort to provide her with a shade of stability.
From which she could push even harder!
“You ain’t all that...fat cat...you know that…?” Tilting her head in apparent curiosity, Karen began to literally boob-bump against her opponent for the match to come, seemingly uninterested in going to her corner just yet at least!
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It came as something of a surprise, but Karen actually didn’t yield. Rather, she pressed her frame into Katherine’s. As both women of similar size began to press into one another, Karen began to up the intensity, doing what she could to see to it that she could somehow overtake Katherine. And surely enough as Karen pushed began to push forwards while still spewing insults, the luchadora was forced to take a step backwards!
After doing so, Katherine planted both her feet. Her boots pressed firmly into the canvas as the entirely of her upper body seemed to harden all at once! Kat’s abs, torso and arms would flex as she pushed forward into her slightly thicker foe’s frame undaunted! She’d abruptly increase the force her advance, and mash her buxom chest into Starring’s, leaning in and getting close enough to bring her head beside her foe’s!
“Oh? And you are!? Women like you make a career of preying on those you consider weak. Manipulating, hiding, running. Only coming out the woodwork when someone’s down. You make me sick!” Kat would rant while placing a foot between her foe’s leg in an attempt to find more leverage and ground to press on and into Karen with! Both women would attempt to force themselves into to each other and neither was willing to back down. In many ways, bell or no bell, the contest had already begun!
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To the surprise of perhaps no-one, Kat included, Karen’s voice and words traced completely over those of the Super Kitty. Kat could have been sprouting Shakespeare, and the raven haired amazon would not have noticed.
“You’re outmatched. Size. Strength. Even this. Walk fucking home...you big sack of nothing…” Pressing herself harder as her words spouted out, the mashing of modest abs and giant breasts would make the crowd woo in approval. Hands to her hips, apparently deeming the use of her mitts as unneeded here, Karen did not press her head past that of the Super Kitty’s.
Nay, she forced Kat’s face right into hers, as their foreheads and noses too mashed fiercely.
“NOTH-ING.”
The placing of ample thigh between her own not at all dissuading her, Karen opted to instead simply continue with her brutish, amazon like push. If Kat wanted to slide in between her legs, she’d have to fall to her knees first!
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Karen didn’t falter. She pressed her forehead into her opponent’s and continued talking down to her, as she had done with every other woman that she had faced off against in this tournament - nay, in her career. But her resolve was not unopposed. Not tonight. Not with this opponent.
Katherine met Karen’s gaze and cold words head on. Outmatched in size? Strength? While having done absolutely nothing to prove these things, Starring continued speaking with crass tone in a constant effort to undermine The Super Kitty. And she was having none of it.
Despite already having placed a leg between her opponent’s, Karen seemed unperturbed. That body language, the hands on her hips, gave Katherine all the info she needed to be sure that Starring intended to stand her ground. Shutting this woman up wasn’t on Kat’s agenda. Sure knew that even if she did win, Karen wouldn’t let up with the insults or accept the outcome. And that was fine. In Katherine’s mind, proving the black haired woman wrong was enough for tonight, and the first step to doing that would be to show that no matter what insult Karen spewed, no matter how superior she felt she was, that Kat wouldn’t back down.
With muscles tenses and an angry expression on her face, Katherine pressed forwards. Bringing her back leg forward, she’d lean into Karen’s body and press her torso harder into Karen’s own. Katherine made every effort to force the woman back, ignoring any and all pain from the pressure and friction of the heavyweights pressing outfit against outfit, skin against skin!
“I earned my place here, same as you. I beat two other women in this tournament to get here, and if you think you can just write me off. If you think you’re so much better than everyone else...well then...”
At this point, Katherine would press on, trying to charge ahead with each word corresponding to a step she took forward in an effort to force the opposing heavyweight back!
“SHUT. UP. AND. PROVE IT!”
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Starting a match with a standing body pressing posture was as bread and butter to Karen as the concept of crushing her foes into submission was. The annoying thing as ever to the spiteful amazon, was the fact that someone had the audacity to be just as good as she was at it!
Tensing her frame, bringing her feet back a little as Kat gained some ground, Karen forced her equally sized bust to grind up Kat’s own; once more testing the fabric, this time of her feline foe, as the Super Kitty’s super bust nearly mushroomed out of its attire. As she did, the rest of Karen would follow; her figure opting to push the top half of Kat back as she roared, somewhat cheaply using her weight advantage to match strengths!
“Fucking...bow…!” She’d cough out, her hands finally moving, only to a posture to her side, as her biceps began to tense naturally from how much this amazon was exerting!
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Katherine rarely found herself resigning to her emotions and using them to lash out at others. But as good as Karen was at bringing out the worst in herself, she seemed to accel at finding it in others.
The black clad amazon was certainly formidable in her own right. With a change in her posture and malice in her tone of voice, she pushed her bust and upper body into Katherine’s. For just a second, the blonde found herself being forced back. Her back bend slightly backwards as Starring tensed up further and fired all cylinders! But the moment Katherine heard those words, just a second after Karen told her to bow, Katherine let loose. Her blue eyes dilated as she tapped into her disdain for this woman and pushed forwards with a level might and effort that eclipsed what she was giving Karen before. The Super Kitty let out cat like shriek as she pressed her forehead against Karen’s and took multiple steps forward into Karen’s frame, forcing her hated foe back in an attempt to plow through her like a car through a pedestrian!
Even if she did risk spilling out of her leotard, she wasn’t about to let Karen fall into any train of thought that dictated that she had command over The Super Kitty!
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Karen couldn’t believe it. First Kat had the audacity to refuse her power, and now she was shoving the amazon back? How dare she!
Roaring, her feet sliding on the canvas not via her own will, but via the strength of Kat, Karen’s bust nearly outright mushroomed from her bust. Her face turning a shade of red from pure rage, exerting every ounce of strength she had simply to shove back, Karen would halt the shove of her foe. At monstrous cost. Of course, she didn’t at all believe it was partly due to her own strength.
“You’ve got a fucking...weight advantage…” She’d roar, blatantly lying given she was the bigger woman. Determined to give Kat no space to retort, the amazon would suddenly rear back her right as she used her left to keep the Super Kitty steady. She had no intention of letting this titan shove her back, and that became clear, as she decked Kat right above her giant bust!
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Katherine gave it her all. She began to push back her mouthy foe. With the roar of her fans behind her and the resolve to best starring, she charged forward with force needed to move the immovable. And just when she had done it, just when she pushed Karen back, Kat cracked a smile. The Super Kitty locked eyes with her fellow amazon. Karen’s bs excuse about weight advantage was music to Kat’s ears. It was the closest thing that she was going to get to a public omission from Karen that she was bested. A few chuckles could be heard from the fans in the front row. And just as Katherine opened her mouth to reply and capitalize on the humor of the situation, Karen brought the serious tone and nature of the match back with a stiff blow to the the Luchadora’s upper chest!
The impact of the blow would echo out, and Katherine took a step back after taking it. But just as quickly as she was struck, the blonde let out a battle cry and returned fire by swiping above the busty woman’s chest and chopping Karen just under her neck!
“HA!”
The crowd would let out an audible “OHHH!” as Katherine retaliated. The masked heavyweight would pause for a second and take a deep breath. She’d wipe her hand across own chest as if wiping away the pain from Karen’s blow before raising her fists to assume a boxing stance. If Starring wanted to turn this into a slugfest, Kat was more than willing!
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A loud grunt came from the amazons lips, as Kat fired back with a shot of perhaps not equal power, but greater. Her legs nearly lost underneath thanks to a stumble, the amazon quickly corrected herself as she brought her right back. Most certainly however is the fact that Kat would be in pursuit. And with the breath smashed from her sails, Karen has no intention of giving her a free shot!
“CUNT!” She’d scream, firing back another hook, this time somewhat desperately. Power would not matter mind, given her target; those giant orbs of Kat, that she had earlier grinded so fiercely against!
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In true Karen fashion, the black clad heavyweight screamed obscenities at her masked foe before playing dirty and literally going for a boob punch! Katherine eyed the her opponent as she swung in anger. The notion that Karen would go for an easy target, even if the act of doing so was reprehensible, was lost on no one.
As Karen swung in, Katherine took a short step back. Starring’s fist would graze against The Super Kitty’s voluminous chest. Kat would wince as she narrowly avoided suffering a harsh blow to such a sensitive area. Immediately after avoiding it, she’d grit her teeth and lunge at Karen. Katherine growled as she did it, all whilst raising an arm at the brute and telegraphing an upper another body blow! But this was a feint intended to get a reaction from the other tournament finalist!
Kat stopped short, rather than throw her fist Karen’s way, she’d duck down low for a fraction of a second and jump up high before lashing out at the crass woman with a beautiful Standing Dropkick!
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