Tenth Match - First Annual Queens of the Beach: Diana Accera vs Sandy White

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Holding on, Diana knew pain was coming her way and there was nothing to do about it. Sandy was lanky to say the least, but her physique was one that could withstand the Italian's weight upon it. And if it could do that, a choke wouldn't render her incapable of movement this early on before atleast forcing the Italian to bare her teeth in agony.

Tensing as best she could and making the giantess pay for every step she took, Diana was already snarling before Sandy had even reached the corner. Legs and arms squeezing as tight as could be, they'd naturally turn loose as Diana's vulnerable, unprotected back hit the corner; her figure falling against it soon after, as she released Sandy outright!

Natural instincts taking over, as she opted to clinch her foe in the corner as quickly and as tightly as her wounded state would allow, to make sure this predicament ended as quickly as it started!

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Sandy's default in-ring style saw to it that she'd tower over and dominate her opponent's with a smile on her face and a spring in her step. Typical Sandy White matches were rife with instances of White ragdolling foes of all sizes! But against a woman of Diana's caliber, there was resistance. Bumps in the road to victory that came in the form of Accera's constitution and fighting prowess!

"EAT IT!" White cried as she thrust Diana into the corner as if she were a human battering ram. The sound and the impact felt good to Sandy. She let out a malicious smile as she eased up in the corner. But as the heavyweight began to step back to set up for a Shoulder Thrust, she'd find feel the battle-worn mitts of her bikini-clad foe cling to her to try and keep her in place! Clinching was a common move in boxing, Sandy nearly scolded herself for not foreseeing it.

"Crap! Hands off, meat head! We're not boxing!" Sandy barked as she tried and failed to pull away. Diana's barely-clad bod stuck to Sandy's own curvy frame like white on rice! She'd press her palm up against her rival brunette's chin to try and provoke and coerce her into letting go!

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Diana didn't at all complain at the concept of parting from this bigger woman, given Sandy was evidently more dangerous the closer Diana got to her. Fine by her she figured, she'd simply jab away at her from a distance, ideally until this monstrous woman cried!

"You..simple...fuck..!" She'd snarl, shoving Sandy's own chin in a similar fashion to her foe as she stumbled back, correcting her posture and stance only after being parted a great deal of distance away from her foe. That shove evidently having caught her out, given for a second there, she felt as if she was going to topple over the referee behind her!

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Diana's close quarter combat skill was proving to be troublesome for the blue-clad brute. Sandy acted tough but she knew she'd be finished if she remained within striking range. The heavyweight brunette would shove at her foe's chest with one hand whilst continuing to press against Diana's chin with the other! Her eyes flashed as she noticed the referee line up perfectly behind Diana, giving White the chance to throw one body into the other! And with a firm push, she attempted to do just that. Brushing off Accera's words, White would charge forward! She fully expected both Accera and the ref to be momentarily stunned. She banked on it in fact!

"OOOORAAAAA!" Sandy cried. If the heel succeeded in going for this tactic, she'd immediately attempt to follow up by lifting her foot with quickness and accuracy, making a clear attempt to kick Diana between the legs with her bare foot, and nail her with an illegal Low Blow to catch her off guard and leave her with open!

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Unknowingly blocking the referees eyes from whatever transpired in front of Diana, the Italian was only prepped against attacks from your average fighter. Her legs spread, arms raised high, had Sandy swung in or lunged at her for a grapple, Diana felt she had no reason to be concerned. So when that leg swung low, inbetween her own, Diana almost thought nothing of it. A mere prep for a advance on her, she figured. How wrong she was.

"GH..GHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAA!" Her initial cry followed through with a short pause, then a lengthy groan, Diana fell down almost in slow motion. Hands instantly cupping the wounded spot, Diana's eyes began to water near enough straight away; the referee perplexed as to why what appeared to be a knee-shot hurt so much, especially given it was Diana that was struck!

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Sandy saw an opportunity and went for broke. Fans around the beach arena gasped as the brawny babe went down and cupped her crotch. The referee staggered with a puzzled look on her face. But White didn't miss a beat! Without giving the ref time to piece anything together, Sandy exploded from her corner and closed the distance. Diana howled out like a wounded animal. And while she was stuck in a kneeling position, the towering heavyweight heel knew exactly what to do!

"Yeah! You feel that?!" Sandy roared as she reached for Diana's hair and pulled her in by her head! The blue-clad wrestler would hook her arm over Accera's head and drop backwards before snaking her long, strong legs around the woman's waist! Finally, Sandy would attempt to hook Diana's arm behind her back and pull her down to the ground with her to complete the quick transition into a Kimura Lock Submission!

"Submit, witch! Submit to me RIGHT NOW!" White would roar ferociously as she began to squeeze the woman's waist and neck for all she was worth in an effort to pick up a cheap, dirty submission win in the Summer Submission Spectacular!

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The referee was left utterly perplexed; all this over a shin shot?

Diana could barely muster the words to scream, as her hands continued in vain to sooth the ache. Lucky seemed very much on the giantess' side, as even those efforts to sooth made Diana appear as if she were merely rubbing her leg some more.

Not even remotely able to hold up her guard, Diana let loose yet another shriek for what she could as her hair was grappled. Hands flapping from both her own body to Sandy's rather rapidly, Diana's previously professional demeanour had dissolved entirely. Before Sandy it appeared to be nought more than a muscular, cocky amazon ripe for her first match. And now, it seems first defeat.

Dragged and hooked around with all the force Sandy could muster, Diana's eyes went wide as this time no scream came. Her body contorted and bent something wicked, with her arm burning and bending further than was natural; the chances of Sandy gaining the victory over the Italian became all but certain, as she flailed like a kite in the wind!

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It was all coming together for Sandy White. From the fan's perspective, it all happened so fast. One cheap shot and hold later, and the self-proclaimed Giantess of LAW had the beefy Italian in her grasped. Trapped with an arm bent behind her back and her core strained by Sandy's legs, the formidable Diana Accera was somehow finding herself possibly being robbed of not only a possible win, but a fair and competitive match as well!

"Don't make me say it again!" White roared as she locked her ankles and flexed as legs!

Sandy pulled back. She made sure to further work the arm, leveraging whatever considerable strength she still had to strain that shoulder and force dislocation if need be! The referee dropped down to do her job and prompt Diana. A tap out here felt more than plausible but the formality was warranted. As the bikini-clad Italian flailed the referee prompted her by asking.

"Diana, do you give?"

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Diana had no choice. With her body utterly jelly, and that brutal pain only building, pride was being overcome by the very real fact that in a moments time, her body could outright give out. From there, Sandy could likely wrench until Diana was not only fully out cold, but most certainly injured. Diana's tensing, combined with her will, was the only thing stopping a crippling ache befalling her figure already. That and the act of screaming loudly.

But both were quickly failing in the face of that god awful agony. With the crotch kick a mere moment ago having utterly dulled her, resistance was but a luxury seconds soon robbed of her.

To her dismay, and utter humiliation, Diana flailed her arm. Tapping hard and quick on whatever surface it could reach...

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Sandy, of course, refused to let up right away. She relished in her foe's tapping, exuding her catharsis with a wicked smile as she kept the hold applied! The satisfaction that washed over her had The Giantess ignore the referee's call and the bell. Sandy tightened her grip on Accera's core and arm twice more before finally releasing the bikini-clad babe. After indulging in the woman's screams and tapping, Sandy rolled several times, away from Diana and under the bottom rope. She placed her hands on her hips and stared past the ropes at her handiwork.

In truth, Sandy fully expected her foe to become livid and unruly. Breaking the hold and celebrating a traditional victory would come with the chance of suffering backlash from Diana for the cheap, arguably undeserved win. White held her head high and cackled to herself from a safe distance as the announcement was made and news of her victory echoed throughout the beach arena. And as it did, Sandy turned around and hit a confident, hip-swiveling stride while making her way to the back.