Show Time: Misty Sims vs Peggy McIntyre

[Luncha_Libre]

Misty’s thick figure was squashed against the canvas. She grimaced, frustration mounting that this loud-mouthed redhead kept slamming her and pinning her, and so far Misty hadn’t had any answer for it! Now she was laid out, legs spread, pinned!

”TWO!”

“Hell no!!” Misty cried out, twisting and thrusting up an arm to break the pin! The crowd cheered, and Misty tried to roll over. She shoved Peggy’s face with an open palm, trying to wedge herself out from beneath the redhead, even as she was struggling to breathe!

[Highfly]

"Okay ya bratty thunder thigh broad... two slams, a two count why not go three and three huh?" Peggy shouted as she stood up pulling Misty up by the hair. She was pissed now, and could feel that Misty was hurting. Targeting that back was going to be advantageous as far as Peggy could tell. She slammed a knee into Misty's abdomen to try to get her to stay still as she grabbed her between the legs for a handful of backside while her other arm went around Misty's shoulder.

"Hard ta work my hand through all that shaky fatty mess ya pack on the slab of flab thighs o' yours!" Peggy shouted to insult Misty.

[Luncha_Libre]

“Nngh,” Misty groaned as Peggy yanked her up by the hair, ripping at her scalp. “Bitch, if you don’t let go my hair …” The poor girl was still yanked up roughly, struggling in her opponent’s grip. Then, before she knew it, Misty’s belly was caved in yet again by a knee slam that folded her in half. Peggy got her around the shoulder and took a big handful of Misty’s ass cheek as she gripped her to yank her up. Misty squirmed in the redhead’s grip, feeling her ass squeezed and listening to all the smack talk coming out of the Irish woman.

“That’s enough out of you!” Misty shouted, anger boiling over. The struggling black woman raised an arm, then brought down a hard elbow strike on Peggy’s shoulder. She pummeled her again and again, her frustrations getting poured out into punishing blows to Peggy’s neck and shoulder, trying to force her to release her before Misty got splattered yet again!

[Highfly]

"Oomph! Argh! Ugh!" Peggy howled as she let go of Misty, staggering back and rubbing her shoulder! Things were not looking good as the stunned Peggy was left wide open for Misty to attack. What could she do though? Peggy was confident she messed up Misty's back and that the loud mouth was more of a talker then a wrestler. Peggy would try to recover before Misty could do anything of course but that window of opportunity did exist...

[Luncha_Libre]

“Damn,” Misty groaned, as her pounding took an effect and kept her from getting her curvy body from getting flattened to the mat once again. Misty’s feet settled on the canvas, and she had to act quickly. Misty drove a knee strike into Peggy’s soft belly, trying to knock the wind out of her.

Misty knew she couldn’t lift Peggy with her back battered like it was, but she had options. Gripping Peggy by the wrist, she would yank hard on Peggy’s wrist and whip her to the corner. If Misty could get her there, she would follow up by rushing as hard as she could, leaping into the air and trying to squash Peggy with a flying crossbody that would slam her body into Peggy’s waiting figure!

[Highfly]

Peggy grit her teeth as she was sent running, her body trembling as she crashed back first against the turnbuckle. Peggy was about to step out and go on a tirade about Misty but the smaller woman came running full speed crashing into Peggy and smashing into her! "AAARRGGHHH!" Peggy howled as she draped her arms over the top rope, her body going limp and barely staying upright. She stomped in pain as her thigh shook alongside the still shaking ring ropes from the impact of Misty crashing into the stunned Peggy leaving the Irish grappler in a precarious position!

[Luncha_Libre]

Misty fell off of Peggy with a huff. She’d managed to squish the wind out of Peggy’s curvy body, but that wasn’t enough for Misty. Her opponent had been manhandling her for much of the match, now Misty wanted to punish her while giving something back to the fans. With a fluid motion, Misty would reel back a hand, and deliver a slap across Peggy’s face that would drop her to a seated position from the corner. Then, she would flash a wide, cocky grin to the crowd that would let them know what was coming up …

Misty turned, and tucked her fingers into the bottom edge of her already too-tiny trunks. She then pulled her shorts up, letting her round brown ass cheeks spill out of her trunks as she tucked them into a wedgie, her full ass exposed! Misty then teasingly shook her ass, building fan anticipation and hopefully Peggy’s dread, before Misty leaned back and tried to press her ass into Peggy’s face for a stinkface!

[Highfly]

Peggy fell to a seated position in the turnbuckle and shook her head. She was rubbing her jaw when BOOM her head was smacked against the turnbuckle and Misty was not relenting! Peggy's face was red and her legs kicked frantically as she was stuck! Peggy howled letting out muffled screams of embarrassment as she pressed and pushed against Misty to try to get her off of her. This was bad and Peggy knew the crowd was fully behind the spunky Misty now and her momentum was in full swing with Peggy reeling after being humiliated.

[Luncha_Libre]

Misty leaned into it, battering Peggy’s face around with her thick, round ass cheeks. The girl grinned ear to ear and even held up a hand to better hear the cheers and hollering of the excited crowd. Misty could feel Peggy’s hands pushing at her bare ass cheeks, but she ignored them as long as they could. Instead, she focused on Peggy’s muffled shouts and protests, and the chaos that was happening under her thick ass!

“Got nothin’ to say now, do you bitch?” Misty called out, before she finally stepped off. Strutting confidently for a few steps, waving to the fans, Misty looked confident and proud of herself. Then, she shifted quickly, and rushed the corner, looking to smash a hip hard against Peggy’s face one more time for a more painful running hip attack!

[Highfly]

Peggy was hurting and that stink face was humiliating but an angry Peggy was also a focused Peggy. She scowled and as Misty rushed towards the corner Peggy went low rolling down underneath the bottom rope outside the ring leaving Misty to crash into the corner! Peggy smiled and climbed up onto the apron standing outside the ropes and behind Misty who was slumped in the corner. Peggy pulled her hair hard with her left hand and shouted as she raised her right fist, hammering Misty's chest with hard clubbing attacks repeatedly! "How's this afro thunder!?" Peggy shouted as she kept hammering away at Misty before landing a final blow shoving Misty back to the middle of the ring as she climbed through the ropes to come back into the ring.