Match #2: vs. Princess Elizabeth

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This was certainly going to be an interesting contest and it’s one Alizeh never expected herself to become apart of. She was dressed in her normal attire as she leaned down to tie up her boots. Her match was suppose to be a warm up compared to who she usually shared the ring with. An actual princess coming to fight her? That was new, but Alizeh did some research on her and suffice to say, this Elizabeth girl really sucked. Every match was just her complaining, barely getting offense in, and then getting flattened before she could blink next. If this is Alizeh’s opponent, she’ll probably have to host an open challenge after thrashing this girl. Alizeh didn’t mind wrestlers who weren’t good at first provided they put in the time and effort to actually improve their skills. This Princess probably just bought her way into the ring.
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This shouldn’t be long. Maybe me and Kate could try that new sushi bar she was talking about after,” Alizeh talked to herself as she stomped her boots on the floor to make sure they fit properly.
Alizeh would leave the locker room and make her normal hyped entrance already seeing that Elizabeth was in the ring. She was taller, but it seems her haughty attitude was all the skill she was bringing to this fight, This was being billed as a standard match as Alizeh leaned in her corner glaring down her opponent. Elizabeth tugged the top rope and leaned in her corner.
“So, you’re Alizeh? Not too much from my point of view, but I guess I should expect less,” Elizabeth droned on with her irritating confidence.
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Not much. Let me flip the script back on you, Miss Jobber Princess. You’d actually win some matches if you had half of my skills,” Alizeh retorted.
“You’re asking for a royal beating. All of those other matches were rigged against me! They just can’t handle superiority gracing their promotion!” Elizabeth argued back as she made fists with her hands.
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If that’s what you call it. Maybe make this match worth something then,” Alizeh challenged.
The two women met in the middle and as soon as the bell rang, they locked up and it was on. Alizeh, as expected, dominated most of the match and it was another pitiful bout for the jobber princess. Alizeh was too fast and experienced on her feet as she knocked Elizabeth around like a ragdoll. Elizabeth grabbed the ropes after being slammed down for the hundredth time and got herself up in a corner as Alizeh hopped back to the opposing corner ready to put this princess back in the castle. She grabbed the top rope waiting for Elizabeth to turn her body around, but Elizabeth had a better idea in her mind. Right in view of the referee, Elizabeth grabbed the top turnbuckle pad and untied it throwing the cover out of the ring.
“Hey! Hey! Stop that! You’re going to seriously get someone hurt!” The referee scolded the Princess.
“That commoner over there deserves her skull cracked open!” Elizabeth argued back, glaring down the official.
“Any more of this and I’m throwing this match out!” The referee gave the princess a verbal warning.
Alizeh raised an eyebrow wondering why Elizabeth was making her cheating scheme so obvious. Was she suppose to fall for falling into the exposed turnbuckle? Not very bright. Alizeh took a running start looking to drop the princess with a Shotgun Dropkick, but Elizabeth brought the referee into the way as Alizeh couldn’t stop herself and jumped with both feet hitting the referee right into the exposed metal! The referee grunted and bounced off the exposed part going down on her back as Alizeh landed on her rump looking shocked with her eyes widened.
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Oh shit! I’m sorry! You cheating bitch! That was super low!” Alizeh exclaimed as she turned her anger to Elizabeth and got up.
“Hmph….maybe I’m not athletically gifted, but even a master of cheating has to make sure her art is fine work. I’m only trying to win,” Elizabeth explained as she did a hair flip.
Alizeh growled running for her opponent only for Elizabeth to turn around fast using her big ass for a Hip Attack strike. Alizeh wheezed as she was hit in her belly.
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GAH!” Alizeh grunted as she held her tummy and went on her knees.
“Thank you for bowing and showing some proper respect. As a reward, you’ll be my new cushion!” Elizabeth explained as she grabbed Alizeh’s arms and turned around.
Elizabeth yanked hard on Alizeh’s arms to bring the Emerald Storm’s face in her big ass as the princess giggled at her opponent’s misfortune. Alizeh screamed as the princess rubbed her behind in the established wrestler’s face. Elizabeth yawned out of boredom and bared some weight down on Alizeh making Alizeh fall on her back as Elizabeth was fully on top. Elizabeth rubbed her behind in Alizeh’s face more as Alizeh’s oxygen was depleting rapidly and her vision was filled with nothing, but cheeks. She tried moving and bucking her body, but Elizabeth’s weight held her down and she couldn’t utter a protest. Alizeh soon succumbed to the smother and went out like a light.
“Still alive down there? Hmmmm?” Elizabeth asked as she lifted Alizeh’s arms only for them to feel limpy.
The referee shook her head waking up as the princess put her hands on her hips and barked orders.
“About time you woke up from your nap! Sleeping on the job is forbidden in my matches! She’s out, by the way! You can do your job!” Elizabeth exclaimed.
The referee groaned and got down raising her hand before counting the pin.
”1! 2! 3!”
The crowd booed heavily as Elizabeth hollered a cheer bouncing on Alizeh’s face. She got up and put a foot on Alizeh’s chest beating her chest and raising her arms up and down to the crowd. Alizeh’s head rolled to the side not knowing the devastating loss to a jobber princess she took.
DING! DING! DING!