Ingrid Fuentes Vs. Anna Harris - Rising Talent

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In truth, Anna was actually considering laying there. There was no shame to the Aussie in admitting defeat, even more so when it became apparent Ingrid was a calibre of opponent the green haired beauty was simply not ready for. Hands out wide after the initial ballooning of her frame from the splash-like fall, Anna was almost ready to simple hold her posture, and let the referee count her out.

That was, before Ingrid opened her mouth again.

"Ghh..you really are...the nastiest..!" Roaring with the tone of a child, Anna again delve into her surprising strength to force a release. Albeit this time rather than trying to fight Ingrid's own strength directly, she would attempt to bypass it. Namely, with a huge hook, straight out and up towards her foes great bosom!

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Ingrid wasn't surprised that Anna had broken the pin. In fact, she welcomed it. It just meant that she would get to spend more time taking the girl apart and making her regret her decision to foolishly continue the match.

She began to rise up to her knees, and started to reach out for Anna, when the woman's fist suddenly slammed into her great chest. The blow was unexpected, and it hurt a hell of a lot to be suddenly struck in her large and soft tit like that, so when Anna's blow connected, Ingrid reeled backwards. She grabbed her chest, and she audibly winced, left momentarily open as she was taken by surprise.

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Acting on pain, instinct to respond, and outright dislike for her opponent, Anna found herself hitting her opponent in a spot she often wouldn't even consider a target. Usually, if such had occurred with anyone else, Anna would likely spend the following moments perhaps literally on her hands and knees, genuinely begging for forgiveness.

Not with Ingrid.

Forcing herself simply to her side with this particular sort of foe, Anna opted to rise to her feet rather than crawl to her foe and seize control. Holding her stomach as she panted for breath, the busty beauty soon slid her figure next to Ingrid's own, as her own desire for revenge rose.

Rather than taunt or offer any more words of rest, Anna's hand came down, hooking ahold of Ingrid's wrist. Pulling her figure back, forcing Ingrid to rise via both her strength and weighted-pulling motion, Anna intended to take control of the horrid pinkette with authority, the moment she stood!

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Ingrid was forced to stand, as Anna grabbed her wrist and started to pull her back up, but the cruel pink-haired mistress was far from out of things. She wasn't just going to stand there and let Anna take control!

As she stood back up, she snarled, and swung her own fist around towards the green-haired girl's own chest. She was trying to mimic what Anna had done, and smash her tit with an angry punch of her own!

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Anna had only just started to become familiar amongst the crowd, but even they were keen to latch onto a notable fact. The green haired beauty was, well, simply...

...an airhead.

Not just with emotions it seemed, but oddly enough, with her bosom. In concept likely to believe that Ingrid's punch would only hurt her mildly at best, even with her foes great strength, Anna was left wincing and whining as she shuffled back; arms crossed around the chest she didn't even realise she was gifted so with, as she'd scream out in surprise.

"Argh...god...what...what are in...your fists!" The referee herself turning as if to humour Anna by giving a quick inspection to said hands, as she herself laughed at Anna completely missing the obvious.

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Part of Ingrid couldn't believe that Anna was acting so surprised by how much her cheap blow had hurt, but part of her was starting to catch on to Anna's ditziness. She was finding herself growing more and more impatient and annoyed by the girl, and had decided to turn up the pressure on her.

Ingrid stomped past the referee, and raised her arm towards Anna. If the green-haired airhead couldn't believe how much Ingrid's punch had hurt, she had a lot of surprise still in store for her! Ingrid raised her arm up, and swung it fiercely towards Anna's chest, aiming a hard, knife-edged chop straight for the girl's tits!

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Anna's eyes foolishly latched upon on the referee more than it should have been, apparently under the impression that the black-and-white clad official could assist her, Anna only turned her gaze to the marching pinkette a moment too late, as she found a arm extending. Unsure of how to counter in the first place to such a simple yet nasty strike, Anna found her raising her right arm oddly in an attempt to block it, before again realising too late her foe didn't intend to hit as high as Anna thought.

"ARGHH..GOD...referee...!?" Turning her back to her foe as Anna shrieked in pain, the fabric of her large bra itself tested as her wholesome chest bounced, Anna found herself leaning part way between the ropes, as if she was seeking not only an escape from Ingrid, but an escape from the match itself!

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Ingrid was focused now. She had realized that this Anna wasn't quite as skilled as she had made herself seem to be, and now the pink-haired knightess was in full hunting mode. She was ready to tear this girl limb-from-limb and show her what a mistake it was to climb into the ring with her.

As Anna tried to escape through the ropes, Ingrid stomped towards her. She reached out, trying to snatch Anna by her long green hair with both hands, so that she could pull her back into the ring and fling her towards the center of the canvas by her hair.

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A single hand gripping the rope, Anna simply couldn't believe it. All of today was pointing towards a good hearted match; one which like her others, would surely gain her not only a great deal of fans, but a new good friends. Ingrid was the nightmare to that dream, as the pinkette absolutely refused to give the Australian beauty even a second to gain air. Anna's own rage at such simply wasn't enough-she was not the angry sort. Right now, the busty beauty was at the complete mercy of her foe.

Unless...

Her foe turning her around to forcibly face her a moment before latching a shade firmer onto her hair, Anna went for broke. Hands wrapping halfway around the slender figure of her foe, turning her head as to avoid a face full of huge breasts, Anna attempted to hoist her foe up off the canvas!

Next to no breath or strength in her currently, she'd immediately then try to pull her dis-likable foe straight down, onto an extended knee, in an effort at a front-facing atomic drop!

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Anna's counter was clever. There was a strong chance it would have worked, and would have stopped Ingrid right in her tracks. At least, it would have if Ingrid wasn't expecting a last-ditch effort from the girl to try and stop her!

When she felt Anna's hands trying to wrap around her, Ingrid shifted her actions. One of her hands curled into a tight fist, and the cold-hearted Latina woman shoved it straight towards the center of Anna's face, trying to deck her with a good, solid punch to both stop her attempt at lifting her up and to put the green-haired girl back into her place.