Trisha Andrews vs. Ami Takeuchi - Facing a Supermodel

[Arjuna]

Trisha was in trouble now as Ami held her in the submission hold. She gritted her teeth and grunted as she listened to the supermodel's taunt. She grimaced as she felt Ami's tongue licking her cheek, but she wasn't going to submit to someone like her. And soon, Trisha could feel that Ami had brought the two of them to their sides, and she knew that there was something she could do here to turn the table.

Kicking her feet, she would attempt to make Ami roll, getting her back on the mat. From there, she would attempt to get both Ami's shoulders on the canvas as she would immediately bridge her own body, going for an improvised bridging pinfall. Seeing this, the referee would immediately come over and start slapping the mat, counting the pin.

"ONE!"

[Teenwrestler]

The bluenette reveled in the pain of her opponent, so much as she began to taunt her by licking the back of her neck. Her strong legs squeezed the mid-section of the African-American beauty while her arms did the same to her neck, choking her out. Ami felt that her victory was near, proving to this muscle meat-head that she was the superior wrestler. Trisha was struggling but despite that she would not give up much to the frustration of the supermodel who was starting to lose her patient.

"Tch, stop being a stubborn oaf and just give up. You don't stand a chance against someone as perfect as me" she would mock. Just as she said that, Trisha kicked her feet and rolled the supermodel to push her back to the mats while bridging her body to have Ami's shoulders be pressed against the mat going for a sneaky pin. "Nrgh! W-why you...." Ami cursed, pressing her feet against Trisha's lower back to kick her off and break the pin but also freeing her opponent in the process too.

Ami would roll over to her side, pushing up to her knees as she brushed her hair back with a vicious looking expression on her face. "You think a trick like that would work on ME? GET REAL" she said, clearly getting annoyed while she rose to her feet and began to walk towards Trisha.

[Arjuna]

Trisha groaned as she was pushed away by Ami, her sneaky attempt at pinning her foiled. But at the very least, she was released, and she ended up right on her front, groaning in pain. It seemed that Ami was displeased by her pinning attempt, and Trisha would try to use this opportunity to turn the table as she felt the supermodel approaching her.

Pushing herself up on her knees, she looked at the direction of Ami, who would surely take advantage of her being on her knees. When the supermodel was close enough, Trisha would spring up her trap, where she would launch a sudden hook right at her opponent's exposed belly, looking to leave her breathless and open to her next attack.

[Teenwrestler]

Her sneaky tactic was not going to work and Ami would manage to break out of the pinfall after just the count of one. Still, she was quite pissed that her opponent thought that such a tactic like that would work on someone as perfect as the supermodel. After taunting her some more, Ami would get back up to her feet and look to continue her dominance against the African-American wrestler.

Approaching Trisha while she was still on her knees, Ami attempted to grab her opponent's head but was stopped dead in her tracks when Trisha would strike her belly with a stiff uppercut strike. "Ouuufffffff" she cried out, the wind knocked out of her as she doubled over in front of her opponent before eventually falling down onto one knee.

"Uuughh w-why you...." she moaned.

[Arjuna]

Trisha's fist made contact with Ami's belly, and Trisha could see that the supermodel had dropped to one knee. Smiling triumphantly, Trisha would push herself up, grabbing Ami by her head, bringing her up as well. Once the two of them were on their feet, Trisha would rear her other arm back before she smashed her forearm at her head, looking to rattle and disorient her.

"Come on, prissy princess, I'm gonna give you a ride of your life." Trisha told Ami as she would then bring her head down between her thighs, clamping both her thighs together, trapping her head between them. Then, she would wrap her arms around her waist before lifting her up. From there, she would swing her down to the mat with a sitout powerbomb!

[Teenwrestler]

The knee strike left Ami winded out and she would double over in front of the muscular female wrestler. Trisha would then grab the supermodel's head and brought her up as well, before suddenly striking a forearm at her head. "Owwwwww" Ami cried out in pain, clutching her head in pain while trying to back up. "N-not the face you bitch" she whined but her complaint's were quickly answered by her opponent who would grab her head and push it down, in between her thighs.

Trisha clamped her thighs shut, trapped Ami in between. She felt her rivals strong thighs crushing her head while she wiggled and smacked at those legs. Not knowing what was next, Ami was helpless to stop Trisha from pulling Ami up onto her shoulder and then slamming her down hard on the mat for a sit-out powerbomb.

"Owwwwwwwwww" the supermodel cried out in pain, laid down hard with her arms spread wide and almost semi conscious.

[Arjuna]

Sending Ami crashing down to the mat with the sitout powerbomb, Trisha huffed, thinking of what to do next. She thought that she might as well go for a pinfall attempt, but she decided against it as she would rise up, pulling Ami with her. This time, she would hoist Ami's body up, putting her over her shoulders in a torture rack.

Having placed Ami in the torture rack, Trisha would then begin to stretch her body, looking to weaken her even more before she proceeded with the next step of her plan, where she would throw her body forward, sending her back first onto her propped-up knee, hitting her with a backbreaker. This was one of her finishers, which she called Stone Breaker.

[Teenwrestler]

The powerbomb left the supermodel completely winded and she truly faced the wrath of her opponent's superior strength which she had done to avoid during their whole match. However, the African-American finally got a hold of the sly supermodel and dropped her down on her back with a thunderous powerbomb. Instead of going for a pin though, she wanted to teach Ami a lesson and would begin to pull her dazed body over her shoulder for a torture rack submission.

"Owww nononono wait, please" she pleaded before she suddenly threw her body forward and dropped Ami down back first onto Trisha's extended knee for her finishing move. "AHHHHHHH" she cried out, flopping over Trisha's knee and dropping down to the mats.

[Arjuna]

Hitting Ami with her Stone Breaker, Trisha would make sure that her opponent was laid out on her back before she placed herself on top of her, going for the pin. She would hook one of her legs as she pinned her. Her busty chest pressed against Ami's abdomen as she did so. At the same time, the referee would also come over to start counting the pin next to them.

"ONE!"

[Teenwrestler]

The supermodel was hit hard by the finisher and she would lay there on her back, clutching it in pain while her opponent would quickly sense that she had really rattled the bluenette. For all her superiority in the match and dominance, it was the African-American who was now in total control after hitting her rival with her finisher. Trisha would quickly drop down on top of Ami, who was still moaning in pain. Grabbing her leg, she hooked them up as their chests grinded against each other.

The pinfall started and Ami was too exhausted to kick out as the count went to "TWO......THREE!"