Like Lightweights Out of Hell - Chris Yukine vs Cléophée Ysé [Last Woman Standing]

[Bearhug Goddess]

Cléophée fell outside the ring with her opponent, groaning in pain as her back hit the ground and Chris's body hit her stomach... She had literally just served as a mattress for her opponent, and there was nothing she could do about it. She needed time to recover, and luckily for her, there were no ringouts in this type of match! This couldn't end in a draw like last time...

She lay there panting for several seconds until Chris got up and forced the Frenchwoman to get up as well, wanting to continue fighting outside the ring. Cléophée let her go at first, conserving as much energy as possible until the rocker tried to throw the White Giantess against the metal ring post! At that moment, the Frenchwoman put her foot forward to stop her run and pivoted, grabbing her opponent's arm to counter Chris's throw with her own!

"No you!!"

If she could manage to throw the rocker against the metal ring post, Cléophée would take advantage of the situation to lunge at her opponent and follow up with a simple knee strike to the stomach to force Chris to give in and fall to the ground.

"And that's to calm you down!"

[GolemGuardian]

Things seemed to start going in the rocker's favor again. It'd been a bit of a back and forth, but the fact she'd been able to spear Cleo to the outside made her feel like things were going to stay in her favor. With the giantess of a lightweight out of it, she would try and continue things by whipping the bitch into the metal post.

Unfortunately, Cléophée had more wherewithal than Chris gave her, countering her Irish whip with one of her own. Her head hit the cold steel with a clang, a pained gasp passing the rocker's lips. She grabbed the post to keep herself from falling, but as she turned to glare at her opponent, the White Giantess' knee sunk into her gut. "Hhkkffff..." Chris then fell back, holding her gut as she sat in front of the metal steps. Her eyes squeezed shut, as she tried to catch her breath, unable to defend herself against what Cléophée had in mind next.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Cleophée stared at her opponent, looking into her eyes with a small, satisfied grin. This was a crucial moment in this match; the fatigue and pain were beginning to take their toll, and having the advantage at such a moment could ensure victory! Especially when, in this kind of match, there was no ringout! It was the perfect moment to get her first victory after four draws; it was time to make Chris suffer!

"Sorry, Chris, but... I'm better than you!"

The White Giantess grabbed her opponent's shoulders to lift her, trying to bring her back near the barricades as she moved away from the ring. She could have pulled her opponent's hair to make this task more humiliating, but she was a Ysé; hair was important and had to be taken care of... And besides, her mother taught her "don't do what you don't want done to you."

When she found herself near the barricades, Cléophée lifted Chris up like a Gorilla Press, leaving her in the air for a few seconds before releasing her to let the rocker's head hit the barricades.

[GolemGuardian]

Chris sneered after the kick to her gut, leaning back against the steel steps. She glared as Cléophée spoke, raising the hand on her belly to flip the French woman the bird. "You... cocky... shit...." she huffed out, before the fight was back on.

The rocker offered no resistance as the giant lightweight brought her back to her feet and closer to the barricade. She was then brought overhead, held aloft in a Gorilla Press, to the cheers of the crowd. Knowing what was likely to follow, Chris could only brace herself as Cléophée dropped her for a snake eyes right onto the barricade. "Gnnn..." Chris groaned, crumpling to the ground and holding her face after. As the crowd cheered, both for Chris to get up and for Cléophée to get her first win, the rocker lay unable to fight back.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Cléophée dominated her opponent, and despite her experience, which had taught her not to waste time and to get straight to the point, Cléophée wanted to have fun with her opponent, a predator with her defenseless prey. She posed for the cameras, taking advantage of a half-knocked and grounded Chris to stomp on her face while pointing at the camera and winking, the kind of pose you immortalize and display to celebrate a victory... Her first victory!

"My my, my poor Chris Yu~Ki~Neeee.~ You're one of the best of the best from the lightweight division, but you looks so helpless... Did you become weak with time or... Am I too strong for you?"

The crowd was going wild. Cléophée had clearly improved her taunts since her first match, and the Frenchwoman hoped to strike a nerve with her opponent. She took the opportunity to pull her opponent upright, pinning her against the barricades before pressing her body against the rocker's, crushing their breasts together before clawing the rocker's stomach to torture her and admire the pain on her face.

"Cry... Moan... Do what you can do the best with your beautiful and cute voice~"

[GolemGuardian]

Chris panted from the ground, one hand holding her eyes as the French bitch mocked her. Her teeth grit in frustration, looked down on by the more rookie fighter. She already lost to one debuting opponent, and while Cléophée had more experience in LAW than Phoebe had, the rocker was still intent on not losing to another rookie bitch.

As Cléophée stood Chris up, leaning down and continuing to smack talk the smaller, white haired woman, pressing their bodies together and clawing at Chris' stomach, the rock star bit her tongue. She didn't scream, cry for mercy, or even hiss from the pain. She merely glared in defiance, not giving her opponent the satisfaction.

"Shut... up... fucker!" She finally spoke after enduring the pain, hands shooting up to rake at Cléophée's eyes. If successful and got the bitch to back off, Chris would immediately grab the French woman's head, curling up as she dropped down for a facebreaker. It would hopefully leave Cléophée reeling for a few moments for Chris to get some air back in her and recover.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Even though Cléophée was young, she was still a Ysé and loved seeing her opponents groan, sigh, and cry out in pain. She knew she had to win this match at all costs, but seeing the rocker writhe in pain and stick out her tongue was satisfying, especially after the rather difficult start to the match and the insults she had received.

But all good things must come to an end, and Chris, taking advantage of her free hands, clawed at the Frenchwoman's face, more precisely her eyes, to blind her. The White Giantess gasped, more from panic than pain, and recoiled, releasing her opponent... A grave mistake! Chris took advantage of the opportunity to go back on the attack, grabbing the Frenchwoman's face and slamming her to the ground with a Facebreaker!

"Pfwahh!"

Cléophée, still blinded and with tears in her eyes, remained on the ground with her head outstretched and her pelvis slightly raised.