Spirit Crash - Zui Fang vs The Job Squad [Elimination Tornado Tag]

[Parker]

Zui Fang came thundering around the corner like a freight train, her boots hammering against the arena floor in an unstoppable charge forward. Every ounce of her momentum was aimed squarely at Olivia, if she connected, it wouldn’t just be a takedown; it would be annihilation. The sheer speed and power behind the charging made the barricades quake as she closed the distance, the low snarl on her lips the only warning before impact.

But Olivia’s instincts, and pure, terrified adrenaline, saved her by a heartbeat.

Just as Zui Fang lowered her shoulder, the cheerleader jumped, vaulting higher than she had any right to in that panicked instant. Her legs spread wide midair, her palms brushing the back of Zui Fang’s head as she soared over her in a clean leapfrog, an honest-to-god cheer jump in the middle of a death chase. The crowd gasped and then erupted, a mix of laughter and awe, as Olivia stuck the landing in a reflexive little flourish, arms raised, eyes wide in disbelief.

Behind her, Zui Fang realized too late. Her target was no longer there, only open space and her own unchecked momentum. The strike that would’ve folded Olivia in half instead sent the Chinese powerhouse barreling forward. At the last second, she twisted her body, slamming her shoulder into the ground instead of planting her face into the floor. The impact was brutal, a meaty thud that echoed through the arena. The vibration rattled the nearby steps as Zui Fang’s body skid several inches along the padded ringside floor before coming to a stop.

For a split second, the world went still. Then-

THUD!

Zui Fang’s fist crashed into the mat beside her, a deep, guttural sound of fury escaping her chest. Her dark hair fell across her face as she slowly rose to one knee, rolling her shoulder once with a grimace before snapping her gaze up. She threw back another balled fist, rattling the barricade beside her as she seethed. Her eyes locked on Olivia, who was already halfway through scrambling under the bottom rope and sprinting across the ring like her life depended on it. It might very well have been.

Zui Fang’s lips curled into something between a snarl and a smile. The chase wasn’t over.

The goth rose to her feet in one smooth, fluid motion, brushing off her shoulder as if to mock the pain, and began her pursuit anew. Her long strides ate up the space between them as she reached the apron, her expression murderous but frighteningly calm, like a hunter who knew the prey had only delayed the inevitable.

The crowd’s roar swelled as Zui Fang climbed onto the apron, muscles flexing under the lights. She dipped between the ropes as she entered the ring, pausing there to survey the landscape, refusing to blindly chase again until she had eyes on the other cheerleaders.

[ADarlingDucky]

The way that Zui Fang was charging, if she had hit Olivia she might have carried the tomboy straight through the crowd barrier and into the stands, and possibly, if allowed, through several walls after that, given her sudden rush towards the cheerleader. Fortunately for Olivia though, an athletic leap into the air would save her skin, as hundreds, if not thousands of cheer drills would allow her to suddenly jump into the air, spreading her legs to the side in a move that would save her from getting clipped, as Zui Fang zipped by underneath! Olivia would cap it all off in a landing that saw her arms come up to the sky and her strike a pose, her cheer training even ingrained to her to that degree as well. All while Zui Fang zipped underneath, before slamming to the ground and skidding along the thin mats outside of the ring, the crowd watching with a surprised silence.

However, Zui Fang was still very much awake and alert. Her fist crashed into the mat, and a low growl emanated from the downed woman, as Olivia scrambled into the ring and moved to the far side of it as she looked to make as much space as possible. The Chinese wrestler was up and moving once more, and as she climbed to the apron and slipped halfway into the ring, it looked like she was still hot on Olivia's tale. But it was when she was stuck halfway inside like this, that the trap was sprung, and all at once, the JOB Squad attacked!

"NOW!" Came the sudden cry, as from either side of the goth woman, the two cheerleaders that she had left laying earlier would strike back. From either side of Zui Fang, Brittany and Jennifer would move, as the brunette had pulled herself up enough to swing her leg up, throwing a hard superkick into the face of the heavyweight, before dropping back down, hand coming to clutch her aching stomach once more! And at the same time, Jennifer would rush towards Zui Fang, rotating before throwing her arm into the side of the Chinese wrestler's head, hitting her with a discus elbow!

The combination of strikes would slam Zui Fang's head would echo throughout the arena, and assuming that they had stopped her in between the ropes, Olivia would come rushing back in, leaping up and grasping hold of their foe's head, before bringing her knees up and coming down hard on her back, for a nasty codebreaker! The blow would be an attempt to further stun Zui Fang, and if all went well, Olivia would stand back up as she moved to Zui Fang's side, Jennifer moving to the other side, as they grabbed hold of her!

"Gotcha bitch!" The cheerleader mocked, as they yanked the heavyweight wrestler out until it was only her feet hooked on the ropes, holding her suspended in the air. And then, both women would drop down, and bring their foe's head slamming into the canvas with a suspended DDT!

[Parker]

For one brief heartbeat, Zui Fang hung halfway through the ropes like a predator crawling into a burrow after prey, shoulders hulking beneath the middle rope, black hair curtaining her eyes, one hand planted on the apron as she hauled herself forward with murderous intent. Olivia’s panic-flight had pushed her buttons; she looked ready to drag the girl out by her ankles and tear her apart.

Then the trap snapped.

CRACK!

Brittany's boot shot across Zui Fang's jaw at the same instant Jennifer’s spinning elbow smashed against the other side of her skull. The double impact echoed like a gunshot. Zui Fang’s head snapped violently between the two strikes, pinballed in place, teeth bared, lips peeled back in shock as her snarl died mid-sound.

Her grip slipped. Her body sagged half-way through the ropes, stunned, eyes fluttering like a caged beast rattled hard for the first time. One of her boots slipped off the edge of the apron leaving her leg to dangle.

And then-

WHAM!

Olivia launched herself back in and seized Zui Fang’s head, falling back as her doubled-knees slammed into the goth’s sternum, a nasty Codebreaker that folded Zui Fang forward through the ropes with a brutal oof as spit shot from her lips. The Chinese powerhouse bounced off the knees and hung suspended, stomach smacking the middle rope, arms dangling, a toppled statue caught between worlds, breathing ragged, stunned far longer than anyone had ever seen her.

The arena roared, shock turning into exhilaration. Regardless of what they might think of the trio, especially given the nature of a handicap match, it had been a sudden and exciting turn from the hunter to fall victim to the hunted.

Hands seized her, Jennifer and Olivia dragged her further in, only her ankles still hooked over the middle rope. Zui Fang’s head lolled in their grasp, black hair veiling her face as she hung from their arms like a great beast snared and humbled… if only for a heartbeat longer.

Then both girls dropped.

BOOM!

The suspended DDT spiked Zui Fang’s skull into the mat with horrifying force, her legs kicking free as her frame whiplashed as it was pulled into the ring, bouncing once before collapsing. She rolled limply onto her back, arms splayed, chest rising shallow and slow beneath the leather straps of her gear, eyes glassy behind a curtain of hair.

The goth gang leader wasn’t so rabid now, she was rocked. Grounded. Truly vulnerable for the first time since these women entered the ring. It was starting to look like the JOB Squad had this well under control.

[ADarlingDucky]

With Zui Fang chasing Olivia in circles around the ring, and then just barely missing a spear that would have folded the tomboy in half, it was looking like the JOB Squad was in a panic, with the last standing member doing everything that she could to stay out of her foe's grip. The way that Olivia scrambled into the ring and rushed to the far side gave off the same energy that a rodent fleeing from a cat would, doing anything to stay as far away from the danger as possible, a danger that was re-entering the ring at that very moment. But it was in this transient state, coming back to the match's official home, that Zui Fang would find herself suddenly jumped on, as the JOB Squad moved all at once, the two recently floored members rising in order to execute an ambush that would find the Chinese wrestler unprepared. And the consequences of which would leave her in a disastrously bad state!

The superkick and the elbow connected at the same time, and while perhaps not the strongest of strikes to ever be thrown in the LAW ring, the fact that they landed simultaneously left Zui Fang's head nowhere to recoil to, simply forced to bear all the pressure. Olivia's codebreaker came before she had a chance to even droop down, the recently scrambling wrestler having bounded back towards the goth to deliver the move, slamming her victim into her knees and leaving her fully limp. All in time for Jennifer and Olivia to grab hold of her, yanking her into the ring just so that her ankles were hooked on the rope, so that they could suddenly drop down and drill Zui Fang's head into the floor, finishing off their combo with a draping DDT!

The series of moves had done it's job, and for seemingly the first time this match, the heavyweight wasn't able to take the pain and dish it back out. Instead, she offered only a roll over onto her back, where she would gaze up at the ceiling through hazy eyes, the three cheerleaders each catching their breath as they took a moment to ensure that she was actually down. But once they had affirmed she was?

"We... are so... hazing this bitch..." Brittany gasped, a sharp glare directed at the heavyweight, the JOB Squad member who had taken the most punishment being the most eager to dish some of it back out. With that declaration, the other two members would flash grins to one another, as all three of them stood up and grabbed hold of the downed woman, beginning to tug her towards the corner of the ring!

"Nnngh! Jesus, eat a salad once in a while bitch!" The three smaller women faced some trouble hauling Zui Fang towards the turnbuckles, but once they had made it to them, they would quickly deposit their foe against them, leaving her seated and trapped. And then, once there, the three women would briefly come together for a huddle, some hushed whisperings between them, before they would all break and turn back to Zui Fang, Jennifer and Brittany moving to the goth woman's side to grab hold of her arms, holding them between the ropes to make sure she wouldn't be moving or struggling! And then, Olivia would boldly step right up to the captured goth, turning around and hiking her shorts up, before she'd grip the ropes, and drop her weight directly onto Zui Fang's face, as she began to humiliate her with a stinkface!

"Oh, that's better! Judging by how you dress, you've definitely done some stuff like this before!" Olivia snickered at Zui Fang's predicament, the nasty words of the cheerleader only adding to the humiliation she hoped to heap on, as she ground her hips in long, slow circles. Each movement pushed Zui Fang's head this way and that, and the crowd gawked at the spectacle in front of them, but as Olivia finally finished and stood up, it would become clear that it was nowhere close to done. Instead, she would move to grab hold of the arm that Jennifer was holding, as the blonde would move to stand in front of the heavyweight, flipping her skirt up to reveal that her massive ass had only a thin thong hidden within it for underwear, before she would drop down and take a seat on their opponent!

"Oh yeah, she's definitely enjoying this! Aren't you bitch? You love it!" Jennifer laughed, a high pitched and ditzy tone, as she now took her turn to give Zui Fang more cheek than she could handle! The soft, pale behind of the blonde would grind and perfectly cover the heavyweight's face, and given her choice in underwear, Zui Fang would be given far more skin on skin contact. But that was nothing compared to what came next! "You really pissed Britt off, so we're letting her do the honors! Unlucky for you, since I think even enjoying this like the perv you are, this is gonna be a lot!" Jennifer laughed, before standing up and moving away to let Brittany step in, the brunette cheerleader quickly turning around, hooking her thumbs into both her skirt and spanks, before yanking them down to expose her bare ass!

"That's right bitch, go ahead and take it!" Brittany mocked, as she let her entirely exposed behind settle firmly onto Zui Fang's face. She gave her hips a quick little grind, burying her foe as deep as she'd go, before bearing down as much as she could, looking to subject the heavyweight to the most suffocating smother so far! "I bet you like this even more, huh? Go ahead, she's all yours! Give her a nice kiss while you're down there!" Brittany and the rest of the Squad burst into laughter as they humiliated Zui Fang, the brunette giving a last, long grind of her hips before she stood up and pulled her bottoms back up, allowing Zui Fang to breathe once more, but after an unbelievable ritual of humiliation!

[Parker]

Zui Fang lay sprawled across the canvas like a toppled monolith, larger than life, dangerous, and, for the moment, completely stunned. The triple-team had knocked the wind out of her in more ways than one; her skull still rang from the synchronized superkick and discus elbow, her ribs ached from Olivia’s codebreaker, and the sudden drop from the draping DDT had left her limbs momentarily useless. Every bone in her body throbbed with dull, punishing shock.

But she wasn’t out, still clinging to consciousness. She wasn’t finished, but they had left her reeling and limp, nearly helpless to what came next. Her mind floated somewhere between fog and fire, dazed… but aware.
Aware enough to know exactly what these little pests were doing to her. Aware enough to keep count of their slights, tallied and totalled because she would pay them forward the moment her body allowed her.

Zui Fang’s fingers barely twitched as they dragged her toward the corner. Her boots scraped uselessly against the mat as the JOB Squad wrestled her limp weight into place. She felt them force her into a seated position, legs spread wide and arms slung over the ropes to keep her anchored. She couldn’t coordinate her limbs enough to resist, it was like her body had been scattered across the canvas in pieces that refused to listen.

Her breathing came shallow and ragged, but the sound that rattled in her chest wasn’t weakness.
It was the first rumble of a waking beast. As Olivia strutted up to her, Zui Fang canted her head slightly—it lulled, unable to raise fully, but she grit her teeth in a snarl at the woman. She thought she’d escaped, outplayed and outmaneuvered her. Bait didn't get a say in these matters as far as she was concerned. In her weakened state though, they didn't fear her anymore… that was their mistake.

“Don’t.” was the only thing she said as Olivia turned, hiking up her shorts to display her perky backside.

Whump.

Zui Fang let out a frustrated groan as Olivia’s backside smothered her flush against the turnbuckles. Her legs and arms went stiff as she tried to summon them to do something, but they shuddered uselessly beneath her. The turnbuckles creaked as the back of her head rolled against the padding, shoved against it over and over as she was subjected to Olivia’s whims. In a different setting—a dimly lit strip club or her apartment—something like this might have been fun, indulgent even. In front of the crowd, like this? No amount of sweet perfume or glitter was going to soften the blow of these bimbos having their way with her.

Jennifer sauntered in next, flipping her skirt with playful arrogance before dropping down in a soft, smothering plume of pale skin. Zui Fang jerked faintly beneath her, body shuddering but immobile, her chest burning as the blonde ground her weight into her face. She felt every slow circle. Felt the fabric of that thin thong scrape over her cheeks. Felt Jennifer’s mocking giggle vibrate through her bones.

The brunette stepped forward last, smirking, vengeful, cruel. She dropped her bottoms and skirt in one smooth yank, baring herself without an ounce of shame. The crowd roared, the Squad cheered, and Zui Fang’s pulse hammered in her ears.

Then Brittany sat full weight, bare and unfiltered, and Zui Fang let out a strangled, muffled growl beneath her. The cheerleader ground down harder than either of the others, burying her as deep as her dwindling consciousness would allow, savoring every second of payback. Her face burned with suffocation… and humiliation. Her limbs trembled with furious impotence. Her vision pulsed black around the edges. But her rage simmered molten and unstoppable.

When Brittany finally stood, pulling her bottoms back into place, Zui Fang slumped forward, gasping raggedly as air finally rushed back into her lungs. Her chest rose and fell in violent, shaky bursts. Sweat clung to her forehead. Her hair stuck to her temple in tangled streaks.

The JOB Squad giggled.

Mocked.

Celebrated.

But what would their smiles do when Zui Fang’s fingers curled around the ropes, knuckles cracking as she clenched them into a firm grip? Her shoulders rose even as her head slumped forward. Heels of her converse boots dragging toward her like the tide being drawn out to the ocean in preparation for a tidal wave.

Then her entire torso, trembling but rising like a creature resurrected by fury alone. She came up to one knee, face flushed, chest heaving, eyes glassy but burning hot beneath the disorientation. Her gaze locked on all three cheerleaders through the chaotic mane of black hair curled around her face and shoulders. It was the look of a predator who had endured enough to abandon restraint entirely.

Her voice scraped out low, hoarse, trembling with restrained violence.

“…all of you…”

She steadied herself, breath rattling through her teeth. Her glare hardened into something feral.

“…are. Fucking. Dead.”

[ADarlingDucky]

Once Zui Fang was settled in the corner and held down by the cheerleaders, her fate had been sealed. Not even the quick protest she managed to bark at them would stop the three wrestlers from proceeding with their show of humiliation, as each member of the JOB Squad would take a turn planting their shapely asses on Zui Fang's face, and delivering a showy smother! The crowd roared at the sight, and each woman spared no thought for Zui Fang as they made sure that their physical humiliation came with a verbal addition as well, mocking and laughing at one another's insults to the cornered woman. When the hazing ritual had finally finished, Brittany would pull her skirt back up and stand, letting the goth woman finally gather some air as she moved to join the other two cheerleaders back in the center of the ring.

Plenty of laughter came at Zui Fang's expense, but as the three women exchanged a few compliments to each other's mockery of their foe, the heavyweight was slowly pulling her way up, eventually rising back up to a knee with the help of the ropes. Her low, growled threat would turn the heads of the three women, all of whom regarded the slowly rising heavyweight with a series of cruel smiles, regarding her with clear disdain.

"Ugh. She's still talking?"

"We didn't give her enough probably. I bet she wants more."

"I don't think she deserves any more though. I think she deserves something else." The women shared a quick glance among themselves, before all of the sudden, all three would turn and rush towards the goth woman, and descend upon her in a flurry of kicks and punches. The women threw their strikes wildly, simply clubbing at Zui Fang's head and back, while they kicked at her legs, working together to beat on any part that was exposed! The merciless women would eventually take a step back, only for Olivia to reach out for Zui Fang's arms, while Brittany attempted to grab her legs, looking to get a hold on her before dragging her out to the middle of the ring.

The pair would attempt to pull in opposite directions, holding Zui Fang out, while Jennifer scaled the turnbuckles, perching herself atop them, the busty cheerleader rising and striking a quick pose atop the buckles!

"Say cheese, bitch!" Jennifer would crouch down low before leaping off of the turnbuckle, spreading her body out as she looked to come down on an entirely exposed Zui Fang, as the trio attempted to hit their finisher! After which, if they were successful, they would all pile on top of the downed heavyweight, looking to execute a team pin!