Gravity vs Ground! Bianca vs Heather!

[SubtleRoar]

*Clinching her teeth from the impact, Bianca knew she needed to capitalize on this rare opportunity, but how she should approach it was something that caused a slight hinderance. Rolling onto her side, Bianca began to tentatively crawl towards the immobilized woman before finally deciding to clasp a handful of her hair, dragging Heather to her feet as she stood to hers in tandem to stand the female up straight, preparing her for what she had planned.*

"Just know that you provoked my wrath~" *Bianca whispered directly into her ear before twirling behind Heather's backside, displaying an uncanny elegance that only a queen of her caliber would possess before hooking her left arm around the base of her neck.* "And now it's time for you to be properly slammed!" *Bianca triumphantly shouted, hoisting the svelte lass upwards and sideways for an inverted back suplex, pumping the crowd up in the process!*

Spoiler

[TiefBlau]

Heather whined out a little as she felt Bianca take hold of her hair like that, not allowing her to escape or get that distance that she so desperately needed. This was definitely bad for her. Her abs were pulsing in pain from the whole thing, her body squirming and writhing as her eyes watered just slightly from the sensation of her pulling and yanking at her hair to get her to stand.

She gulped at that whisper, a chill running down her spine before she suddenly felt her twirl behind her and hook her arm around the base of her neck. Before Heather could stop her, she was lifted up and sideways like that, slammed right into that mat for the inverted back suplex. She yelled out as she collided, rolling to her side again to try her best to cope with that pain rushing through her body, completely vulnerable to however Bianca was planning on following up with it.

[SubtleRoar]

*As both women crashed into the mat in tandem, Bianca couldn't help but cherish the feeling of having sent Heather plummeting against the unforgiving surface, a resounding* "THUNK!" *Guaranteeing that she felt The Queen's unfathomable fury for her earlier mortification. Twisting her hips sideways to aid in recovering, Bianca's body swirled sideways before she gradually stood to her voluptuous frame once again and began nonchalantly waving towards her enraptured fans.*

"Yes, I know everyone- This pathetic excuse for a highflyer stood now chance against a sovereign slammer such as myself." *The pompous goddess began to waltz around in a cavalier fashion, occasionally delivering a powerful boot to Heather's midsection, reminding her who was in charge of their altercation, yet for some reason refusing to go in for the kill; had she lost focus so soon into the brawl, or did Heather pose so little of a threat that Bianca felt safe treating her so tenuously?*

[TiefBlau]

Heather groaned out a little on the mat, taking her time to recover from that hard suplex that Bianca had delivered to her. The powerful girl was on the offensive..but instead of capitalizing she decided to flaunt her position yet again. Heather grit her teeth hard in her frustration at Bianca addressing the crowd, waltzing around the ring, delivering those boots to her midsection every once in a while.

"A-aaaaagh!!!" Heather yelled out loudly in pain and frustration, pushing herself onto all fours as she glared up at Bianca, her gaze shooting daggers at the girl as she scratched at the mat. "Enough--fucking around!!" She yelled out in frustration, pushing through the pain she was feeling, rushing her in anger and trying to just ram and tackle her down.

[SubtleRoar]

*Having never paid Heather the attention she deserved, especially considering that the match hadn't finished yet, Bianca was inadvertently setting herself up for a monumental comeback at the hands of her adversary. Meanwhile, Bianca was currently enjoying the attention her adoring fans were showering her with, which was nothing out of the norm for someone of her social stature.* "I love you all, too. The Queen has an unending amount of empathy for each and everyone one of you, never forget that!" *As she swiveled on the heel of her boot however, the next vision she caught was the lilac blitzkrieg that sent her spiraling into the canvas!*

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"GRRRNNK!" *The Sovereign Sumo flopped against the ground, haphazardly sprawling out from the unbelievable might Heather's minuscule body was capable of producing as the crowd began to unanimously chant her name.* "Nice one Heather!" *A stranger cheered from the front row, having been converted by witnessing her uncanny ability within the ring. Meanwhile, Bianca remained nearly motionless on the mat, trying to figure out the license plate of the bus that just struck her.*

[TiefBlau]

Heather grunt out just a bit as she collided with Bianca, roughly taking the girl down right to the mat. A long breath came from her mouth as she was finally able to hit a nice, big move to turn it around. She was going to make Bianca pay for taking her so lightly. The idea that she was still making jokes and parading around the ring was getting way too frustrating for her.

She was all smirks for just a bit as she seemed to get the crowd on her side for now, but Heather wasn't about to just relax and let this opportunity pass her by. She moved up the girl's body, planting herself on Bianca's chest, before reaching for her head. She attempted to grab at it and pull it up between her legs, wanting to fall to her side afterwards and lock her in a nice, tight, side headscissor hold!

[SubtleRoar]

*Her mind still swirling around in a whirlpool of confusion and vexation, Bianca wasn't capable of regaining her bearings before she felt an abrupt amount of pressure constrict itself around the base of her neck.* "HRRRKK!" *She soon found herself between a pair of deadly legs that were syphoning the queen of her expendable energy, as she haphazardly clawing at Heather's thighs in a desperate attempt to jostle her positioning!*

Spoiler

"G..get your..s..scrawny..s..stick legs..o..off of me!" *She snarled viciously towards her dominator, unable to summon the energy to bullrush herself out of this predicament while staving off the torpor beginning to limit her mobility; Heather knew precisely what she was doing, and Bianca was all too familiar with the dire consequences of remaining sedentary in this position.*

[TiefBlau]

Heather clicked her tongue in frustration at Bianca's words. Still even in this position, she continues to taunt her. She rolled her eyes a little, arching her body to add even more pressure on the scissor hold, glaring down at her. "The jokes about my style are one thing, but you're an absolute moron for calling my thighs 'scrawny, stick legs'. They're just as much, if not thicker than yours!" She let out in frustration, proving her point by squeezing her even more tightly.

She wasn't kidding, Heather's lower body was definitely her most..noticeable asset, from her butt to her thighs, the strength that the girl had from being a high flyer and dealing out the tight scissor holds that she always did. Her legs were anything but scrawny. stick legs. She planted her hand on the mat, lifting her hips up to add even more pressure, squeezing the girl's head as tightly as she could for now!

[SubtleRoar]

*Through her painful, raspy breathing Bianca managed to allow a chortle to escape from the preposterous notion of Heather's pigeon legs being larger than hers.* "A..ahahaaha! Y..you're delusional, child!" *She profusely snickered, continuing to struggle for a chance to successfully escape between the lavender-haired woman's gams- While her derogatory remark was predominantly for bantering purposes, Bianca didn't anticipate her to be so insecure about her lower appendages. Still, this provided her with a moment to conjure up a means of escape, if she were to be so lucky.*

"A..allow me to show you true leg strength!" *Pivoting her hips sideways to bring her succulent legs sideways, Bianca managed to wiggle her neck along with her motion in tandem before ensnaring Heather within a strangulating heaadscissors herself! Needless to say, the onlookers were starting intently at the war of lengthy legs transpiring before them, all the while Bianca couldn't ignore the fact that while she still abhorred her opponent, this situation was becoming rather...steamy.*

[TiefBlau]

Heather wasn't insecure whatsoever about her lower body, she honestly thought the girl had something wrong with her eyes or her head to even say something like that..maybe she was squeezing a bit too hard? She rolled her eyes just a bit at her words, squeezing more and more in the position that she was in before suddenly she felt Bianca's legs shoot up and catch Heather's head as well.

"Huha!?" She yelped out in surprise, finding herself trapped in a scissor hold as well, the two squeezing their thighs around eachother's heads, trapping them in t hat same positon. Heather whined out against the girl's thighs, her face reddened from the position they were now currently in. She brought her hands up, pushing and prying at her legs as much as she could, wiggling and squirming, trying her best to keep her own grip with her legs up at the same time.