Main Event: Astrid Arvidsson (c) vs Karen Starring for the LAW World Openweight Championship

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Surely there are people who dream of having a woman like Karen jump on them. In words and in fantasies, it sounds and looks just great, but the reality was as far from it as possible. In the second that separated Astrid's head from the concrete floor, the descendant of the great Vikings clearly managed to understand that her hopes of returning into the game in the near future were completely destroyed.

At the moment when the American woman's foot crashed into the back of her head, the audience screamed loudly. They were mostly those who clearly sympathized with the Golden Dragon, but there were also quite a few who clearly welcomed the success of the contender. Anyway, the fact was that after this brutal attack, Astrid was completely stunned. Even when Karen grabbed her a moment later and pulled her up, the blonde was barely aware of it.

Putting the Norwegian woman on her shoulder without any problems, the Amazon moved to the ring. And although it didn't take her long, she left a clear trail of blood dripping from the champion's face on the floor. Was there anything good about the Golden Dragon's position? Unlikely. She had just started to come to her senses when her opponent made the next move. Accompanied with the intrigued noise of the crowd, the blue-haired woman forcefully pushed Astrid under the bottom rope.

"Gppf..." escaped from her lips quietly.

After several rolls her body stopped and she ended up in a face up lying position. The fog in her head finally began to clear and she felt her limbs again. However, no, the glass was not half full. Her consciousness began to return to normal, thanks to which she felt the consequences of her rival's recent actions in all its glory, but she still could not move.

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Karen was somewhat literally drinking in the moment, with her arms raised a little wide as if to bask as her top heavy frame followed Astrid into the ring. Though needless to say, unlike Astrid, she was on her two feet and moving under her own power. Something she was hoping to deny Astrid the ability of even having with her next move.

Though damn if Karen wasn’t struggling to resist the urge to take the path of humiliation once she had planted her gaze on the blonde now facing the sky. To simply drop her generous rear, or to even plant her infamously generous bust right atop of the exhausted Astrid? The imagined sight was making Karen near salivate, most of all from the realistic concept that Astrid would be too weakened from the curb stomp to resist. And then there was the idea of simply heaving Astrid to her feet, before locking the blonde in a squeeze similar to that which had turned things on their head in their initial meeting. Oh the things Karen would say as she held Astrid off her feet whilst reducing her bra size to a mere A cup…

"Soon..." She’d laugh to herself, as she did indeed opt to pull at Astrid’s features but not with the goal of picking the woman into a steamy squeeze. Though perhaps Astrid would of preferred the concept of being bust to bust with Karen over what came next, given that the moment Karen had finished pulling at her shoulder and golden locks to get her standing, Karen would practically slap her hand on the throat of the openweight champion!

Clutching the neck of Astrid with a resounding palm strike, Karen’s grin grew all the wider as she then looked to immediately ragdoll Astrid off her feet via that throat grip!

Those who had seen Karen wrestle prior would recognize that the challenger was going for her signature Throttle Drive - a move in which she’d slips grip to her foes chin the moment she began to pull them down to earth! A turn which allowed her to exhibit more strength directly onto Astrid’s head, as she looked to spike the woman outright into the canvas!

With Karen allowing herself to fall and follow suite, to roughly land atop of the champion for a cover the moment she’d finished bouncing!

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"Damn it..." Astrid muttered.

Slowly raising her trembling hand, she gently touched own face. At the same moment, a flame seemed to run through her skin, and her fingers were covered with the scarlet liquid of her own body. It would not be an exaggeration to say that she felt helpless at that moment. A terrible feeling that the Norwegian woman sincerely hated. She still had the desire to fight in her soul, but her body just wasn't capable of it.

At such moments time always plays against you. The best proof of this was Karen, who approached the champion. The blue-haired woman grabbed the Golden Dragon by the shoulder and hair even before her eyesight returned to normal. Astrid barely found the strength to suppress a scream because hair pulling was a very unpleasant thing for her. She even put her hands on her opponent's hips to try to push her away. Someone could probably laugh at this because it was an absolutely futile attempt.

When she found herself in an upright position, she was about to make a more desperate move. Astrid took a deep breath and clenched her right fist. How did she want to use it? Now no one will know about it. Because before she could do anything, the Amazon grabbed and squeezed her throat.

"Grrrpphh!!!"

Throwing both hands up, Astrid grabbed her opponent's forearm and wrist. In any other situation, she would surely have been able to squeeze Karen's flesh and bones with such force that the American woman would have been forced to let her go. But not this time. Deliberately slowly, Karen lifted the champion first to her feet, and then over the mat. This caused a huge wave of noise from the audience, because not everyone would have the strength to cope with the weight of the Golden Dragon.

But the worst was yet to come.

The last thing Astrid saw was a nasty smile on the Amazon's face, and then her body headed down. Golden hair rustled in the gusts of wind, and then thunder rolled through the arena caused by the collision of her body with the mat. It literally knocked the wind out of her. It was hard to tell if she had lost consciousness or not, but the fact remained. The next thing she heard was very sad for her...

"TWO!!"

"Wait... where was one?" flashed through her mind.

No matter. Even with the fog in her eyes, she quickly realized that Karen was lying right on top of her, securely pinning her body to the mat. More than anything the champion wanted to push this woman away from herself, so as not to let her take the first fall. However, reality is always harsh. And in this particular case, the reality was that Astrid didn't have a single chance to gather her strength in the short second that separated her from the third count.

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Driving Astrid down into the canvas with enough force to shake the ring, Karen let her legs turn to jelly if only from the fact that in doing so, her body would come down all the harder on the blonde. As if adding a splash of sorts to the mix wasn't enough, Karen's top heavy frame probably felt to be twice as heavy as it was what with Astrid's state. No doubt, the massive bust of Karen crashing into the blondes midriff would serve Astrid no favors either!

Hooking the thick thighs of the blonde to roughly roll her foe into a ball, Karen was looking to the sky with the utmost confidence as the referee counted on. Nodding her head in tandem of every slap to the canvas, Karen didn't for a second believe Astrid had enough about her right now to break out and save herself from conceding the first point to Karen. Which was something the amazon felt all the more confident on as the seconds passed, given how placid that beefy body was beneath her!

"THREE...!" Screamed the ref, much to the surprise of nigh enough everyone in the arena save for Karen herself. No, may emotions were on the face of the top heavy amazon as Karen pushed to her feet, but none of them were resembling concern or the like. Nay, she was head to toe filled with confidence, as she could simply not resist arching her top heavy frame across Astrid's placid form, as if to have her own body block out the lighting that was shining down!

"First...but not the last..." She'd shoot the blonde the biggest of shit-eating grins as she roared, only for Karen to then roughly rear her right leg into Astrid's side!

It would be a cheap shot that would serve to immediately start round two, with Karen seemingly looking to nudge Astrid back towards the ropes in the nastiest of manners!

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"THREE!!!"

Hearing this, Astrid felt a lump in her throat. Of course, it was only the first fall, so the match wasn't over yet. However, the truth was that if this was a standard match, then her career as a champion would be over. Also... no less annoying was the fact that it was Karen who got closer to her golden belt than anyone else, because now, in fact, she was separated from the right to call herself a champion by just one more fall.

This is exactly what the blue-haired woman decided to remind the Golden Dragon after the pin. Rising to her feet, she hovered over the blonde like a hawk. Yes, Karen definitely looked like a hungry predator at that moment, in which her costume played far from the least role. Having tasted the taste of victory, she undoubtedly wanted more. The Norwegian woman's eyesight cleared well enough to see a nasty smile on her rival's face. This made Astrid to bare her teeth as she felt the hatred begin to boil in her again.

However, Karen quickly found an effective way to cool the champion's ardor. Instead of letting her get up and start the next round on equal terms, the American woman kicked the descendant of the great Vikings in the most vile way. Her heel landed somewhere in Astrid's kidney area, which made the blonde scream.

"Aaahh!!"

Astrid's body rolled to the side and stopped only when the Norwegian woman was behind the ropes at the very edge of the ring. With her right hand, she involuntarily covered the place where the contender kicked her. Mentally, she promised to make Karen pay for it. However, so far these were just empty threats.

In order to make this a reality, she needed to at least get back on her feet. That's exactly what she tried to do. Gritting her teeth to suppress the pain, Astrid threw her left hand towards the middle rope and grabbed it. Using this as support, she pulled herself up in an attempt to get at least on one knee.

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Karen in truth didn't care whether Astrid began to rise or not when she neared the ropes. Ideally though she'd stay placid - a log for her to roll across the canvas before kicking her outright outside of the ring. Astrid had opened the door as it were with fighting in the crowd, so Karen only felt it natural she return to the set pace after acquiring her first pinfall of the match. Though the fact that Astrid began to rise didn't annoy Karen even in the slightest, oddly enough.

If anything, it made the challenger smile all the more, given that Astrid's condition was apparent for all to see as she hobbled up to a knee. Nay, this was no confident, powerful rise fitting the viking champion - quite the opposite. To those tuning in, they would of been excused for believing that it was Astrid foolishly challenging against a foe she simply wasn't at the level of.

An image that Karen quite literally breathed in, with her chest pushed out as she raised her arms up and out with her back arching to boot!

"Speaking of breathing..." She'd mutter to herself as Astrid clambered up further, only to find Karen's arms still wide as the darker haired amazon stepped in. Massive breasts squishing to the shoulder blades of the blonde, Karen would throw her arms around Astrid with such force the collision of hands upon torso made a resounding slap - no doubt one that made Astrid jolt if a little more into Karen's arms!

Though that double strike to the bosom would be childsplay with what came next, given it was apparent that Karen threw her arms not to strike - but to clinch!

With her fingers interlocking purposefully - and firmly - dead center of Astrid's sizeable chest, as Karen saw fit to lock her arms straight around that massive bust and squeeze!

In a move equal parts humiliating as it was breathtaking, as Karen quite literally began to spoon the blonde as she clung to the ropes! Whilst her arms pressed in as if seeing if she could pop the two balloons on Astrid's torso!

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Standing on the apron and grabbing the middle rope, Astrid felt that she was still in a very bad condition. Karen didn't give her a single second of rest. Although she had nothing to blame her rival for, it was no consolation for the Golden Dragon. There were pockets of pain all over her body, but if her willpower was able to help her cope with it, then unfortunately her willpower could do nothing about the dizziness that still haunted the descendant of the great Vikings.

The very fact that the champion could move might seem like a good sign to someone. But the truth was that she was only trying to get back on her feet because experience told her that otherwise her fate would be much worse. It took a lot of effort for her to even get up on one knee. She had to take a short pause and wipe away large drops of sweat from her forehead, and only after that the Golden Dragon gathered her strength and fully rose to her feet.

"GUAH!"

Unfortunately, it took her too long. Astrid only realized this when she heard the loud sounds of Karen approaching her. The blonde barely had time to look at the contender before the American woman bumped into her. Screaming, Astrid began to fall and most likely she would have fallen on the concrete floor, but this was not enough for her opponent, so instead of letting her fall, she grabbed her.

"GGGRRMMHHH!!!!"

Of all the possible options to squeeze her, Karen of course chose the option that involved squeezing her breasts. It wasn't just painful, it was truly humiliating! It was no secret that the rivalry between these two was much deeper than it seemed at first glance. But hardly anyone other than Karen could really understand what was Astrid feeling at that moment.

A bright blush appeared on the champion's cheeks. She was frantically twitching from side to side, trying to loosen her opponent's grip. But the more she tried, the more she weakened. The Norwegian woman quickly realized that in her current state, she simply had no chance of breaking her rival's grip in this way. She needed to come up with something else urgently. Fortunately, one idea, though not the most noble, came to her mind quickly enough.

"Speaking of breathing..." she croaked, raising her hands.

The Golden Dragon intended to grab Karen's head with both hands and squeeze it like a walnut. However, the champion had no desire to check how hard her opponent's skull was. There will surely be a more appropriate moment for this. Right now, she just wanted to take advantage of the positioning. She was standing on the apron. Karen was inside the ring. There were ropes between them. If you put all this together, then perhaps Astrid's next action might even seem predictable. If she had managed to grab Karen's head securely, she would have abruptly relaxed her legs in order to fall to her knees and thereby use both her weight and gravity to drive the contender's throat right into the top rope!

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The attack was a deeply personal one, akin to how Karen would go for the abdomen of one Kyoko Akan. The hatred she shared with the belly queen was no different to that she held for the victim in her arms, with Karen's hands torqued to compress Astrid's bust something wicked. With her grin growing, no doubt from the fact that finally Astrid had the more sizable pair.

If only from the fact Karen was mushrooming her goods to the very limits of her attire...

Barely resisting the urge to lean in, with an image forming in her mind in which she outright clamped down her teeth on Astrid's ear to further wile up her foe, Karen's confidence would be turned once more on its head. For whilst the amazon was fully prepped to pit strength against strength, what with the challenger fully expecting Astrid to try and resist her grip, she wasn't expecting at all what came next.

For Astrid willingly gave way in a manner that could of turned advantageous and then some for Karen - that was, had she known what was about to come!

But instead of finding the top mount with her busty squeeze still applied, Karen would indeed be launched as Astrid intended! Rearing back her head to the benefit of absolutely no-one, the gag made by the collision would be heard high above the rafters! For all of Karen's weight came down neck-first on that rope just as Astrid intended, with the body of Karen turning completely limp courtesy of the sensation!

Well, limp for a whole second, maybe two at best. Before she outright spasmed in agony against the canvas - with her body now on its back, hands to her throat as she spluttered and coughed her guts out!

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After Astrid had a death grip on Karen's head, nothing could stop her. With one simple movement, she knelt down, and a second later a rumble rolled through the arena as the Amazon fell heavily onto the mat. Writhing, Karen coughed so loudly that some viewers even winced. There was no doubt that the collision of her throat with the rope was very harmful to her health.

"Pffff..." Astrid breathed through her teeth.

Even though the pressure on her chest had disappeared, she still felt a lot of painful sensations. Her opponent had truly bestial strength, it was impossible to argue with that. However, now the scales have tilted towards the champion. And although her heavy breathing clearly indicated that she needed to rest, her plans were completely different. And when she looked at Karen, one simple thing could be read in her eyes. She intended to make the blue-haired woman pay for everything.

The only rest that the Norwegian woman allowed herself was to wipe the sweat from her forehead, after which she wasted no time jumping off the apron. She didn't want the contender to have a chance to recover, so she grabbed Karen's ankles. With a sinister smile, the Golden Dragon intended to take three quick steps back in order to drag Karen under the ropes and throw her on the concrete floor like a bag of fucking potatoes.

However, if she had succeeded, it would have become clear quickly enough that all this was just the beginning. After Karen greeted the floor, Astrid did not let go of the contender's ankles. The blonde turned her head to the side and at that moment the audience began to make noise because it became clear to them from the look of the champion what she was up to.

Filling her lungs with air, the Golden Dragon took a wide step to the side, simultaneously turning around her axis. This was necessary to lift Karen's body off the floor in just one short movement. Only then she would let go of her opponent's ankles. Yes, it was a short version of a giant swing, and in this way the Golden Dragon intended to send Karen's body straight into the metal steps of the ring!

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Those tuning in just now would bare witness to quite the sight, with Astrid wrangling what looked to be a Karen Starring in the middle of an asthma attack. Hands rubbing down her crushed throat as her eyes outright watered with a thick tear flowing down each cheek, Karen didn’t have the foggiest of clues what was transpiring as Astrid hooked around her legs. Nor did she truly care - right now she just wanted a full gasp! One which didn’t seem to want to come to her!

Watery gaze catching sight of the ropes passing overhead, Karen wouldn’t be in position to resist in the slightest as Astrid powerfully brought her thick frame to bare - with the rear side of the darker haired woman hitting the thin pads of the outside soon enough. A resounding thud would ring out yet remain mostly unheard in favour of Karen’s groans and gasps, with the darker haired challenger failing to offer even the slightest bits of resistance against Astrid’s violent intentions.

So it was hardly a surprise that Astrid’s swing that was soon to follow would go without hindrance, as the audience was treated to the glorious sight of Karen’s figure jiggling not only throughout the swing, but as her figure soared through the skies!

Her shoulder blades would hit those solid steps soon enough, with the rest of her curvy frame following suite! It was akin to a pinball bouncing as Karen pinged off the stairs - moving them with her mass as her figure was left in something of a roll! One that eventually left her placid against the thin pads of the outside, as Astrid undoubtedly hovered over her like a hawk stalking its prey!