Match D: Dixie Clemets “The Three Count Cowgirl” vs “Dancin' Sista Number 1” Aisha

[Devastated]

Dixie was able to toss Aisha into the nearest corner and watch as her rival was in pain, arching out from the turnbuckles and look as if she was a bit stunned as well. Open for an attack that Dixie wasn't planning on wasting. She would take off into a charge, her large powerful frame came rushing like a runaway train towards the slim frame of the dancer.

She'd run in and attempt to go for a hard body splash, having her generous rack crash into Aisha's equally generous pair, the full force and weight behind Dixie Clemets as the Three count cowgirl would quickly turn around and wrap her left arm around Aisha's pretty head and try and pull her out of the corner as she'd hold her in a side headlock for a few quick steps, looking to then jump and drive Aisha's forehead into the mat with a bulldog!

[Lunaspark]

Oh, there it was. It had been a long, long time since Aisha had felt the full weight of Dixie crashing into her, but there it was, a cold reminder of the cowgirl's greater size and weight.

She grunted as Dixie slammed against her, their bodies pressing together and the Diva ending up as the meat in the sandwich that was Dixie and the corner. She tried to raise her arms to shove her rival away afterwards, but Dixie had other things in mind, and soon enough Aisha was put onto the other end of a headlock.

Only for a brief moment though. She was yanked from the corner, and driven down into the canvas by the Texan's bulldog. She struck the mat head-first, and hissed in pain, curling up and grabbing at her forehead with both hands afterwards.

[Devastated]

Dixie would remain seated after she had slammed the woman's head down into the mat, she'd raise her right arm up into the air as a fist, rolling it around in the air as she pushed herself up to her feet, rallying the cheers of the crowd as she was revving her arm up. She would march around Aisha, circling the woman as the cowgirl carried a confident smirk on her face.

She stalked and waited for Aisha to start to rise up towards her feet, and when she was on her feet, still getting up into a real stand. The Three Count Cowgirl would charge after the woman and attempt to drive her strong right arm into Aisha's chest to try and drive her down onto her back with a quick clotheslines!

[Lunaspark]

Ugh.

As her head hung low, Aisha could hear the crowd cheering for Dixie, rallying behind her as the cowgirl paraded around. Dixie was as arrogant and showy as always, and it was already starting to get under Aisha's skin.

She continued to rise though, climbing back to her feet, lifting her head towards Dixie as she was fully standing again...just in time to see the blonde bombshell charging towards her. Before Aisha had any sort of chance to react, Dixie's clothesline smashed straight into her chest, knocking Aisha over and putting her flat on her back at Dixie's feet.

[Devastated]

Dixie had started her momentum and as anyone knew when the cowgirl got going there was very little that could put a stop to her. She rammed her arm right into Aisha's bountiful chest and sent the fellow American crashing right down onto her back. Dixie would raise that arm up into the air and hear the cheers of the crowd rain down around her.

The Three Count Cowgirl would smile as she'd strut around the ring a bit before then moving up towards the downed Aisha. She'd lean down and grab at her friend by her long blonde hair and attempt to pull the woman up to her feet, so that they were face to face. Dixie would attempt to wrap her arms around the busty woman's frame, and hug them close. Having their generous racks push against each other, as Dixie would then try and lift Aisha off of her feet and try to throw her backwards with a quick belly to belly suplex!

[Lunaspark]

Once again, Aisha was brought back to her feet, this time 'helped' by her biggest rival. She gritted her teeth and hissed at the feeling of her hair being pulled (she hated that feeling so damn much), but there wasn't much she could do to stop Dixie from yanking her blonde locks and pulling her back up.

Once she was standing, Dixie wrapped her arms around the Diva, hugging the smaller woman close against her heavyset, muscular frame. Aisha let out a squeal, wiggling in Dixie's arms, but soon enough and sure enough, the cowgirl quickly lifted Aisha off of her feet, throwing her back with the suplex.

The Diva flew threw the air and slammed into the mat, hitting the canvas hard. Her body jerked a few times, and then Aisha went still, groaning as she laid sprawled out on the canvas behind the Three-Count Cowgirl.

[Devastated]

Dixie landed slightly on top of Aisha and would smile down upon that face after she hit her with that belly to belly suplex, her large breasts pushing down on top of Aisha's generous chest as she would huff out of a breath of hot air against Aisha's pretty face. Moving up towards her hands and knees as she'd then push up to her feet. Dixie would raise her right arm up into the air and wiggle her hips slightly to the crowd as she was playing them up while standing next to the downed Aisha.

" Hey Esh, Ah hope ya don't mind me takin' the win in this'un!" Dixie spoke out as she would casually stroll towards Aisha's legs, looking to take a hold of those legs and pull them up in under her armpits, one under each armpit. " Cuz ah ain't foolin' around here." Dixie said with a wide smirk as she would try and turn Aisha over and step over the fellow blonde, trying to lock in a quick and easy boston crab submission hold upon the pop-diva!

[Lunaspark]

Aisha stirred at the sound of Dixie's words, at the feel of the woman's breath against her, but she didn't move herself, not yet. She groaned, but didn't quite starting move just yet. It wasn't until the cowgirl went to lift up her legs that Aisha realized what was happening. She had a feeling she knew what Dixie was up to, and the Diva wasn't going to let her get away with it!

As Dixie lifted up her legs, but before she could flip Aisha over, the smaller of the two blondes suddenly kicked out. She thrust both of her feet towards Dixie, trying to nail her in her midsection with both of her feet, hoping for a quick stun so that she could get away and get back up again.

[Devastated]

Dixie Clemets took a hold of those long and powerful legs of Aisha, fully intent on flipping Aisha over and start bending the woman until those swaying shaking dancing hips of her rival was rendered unusable for the next few days. Though to the cowgirl's surprise, now the dancin' sista no.1 decide to start her offense!

The cowgirl took two heels right in her well trained abs, causing her to stagger backwards and let go of Aisha's legs in the process. Dixie stumbled her way back away from Aisha, coughing out as a bit of drool dripped down over her lip. She gasped for air and her arms went to wrap around her midsection. Fighting the urge to drop down onto one knee as she stood standing, doubled over on shaky legs whilst trying to get air back into her lungs and gather herself after practically being mule kicked by a wild mare.

[Lunaspark]

With Dixie left double over, it was Aisha's time to shine again.

The Diva took a deep breath, and quickly kipped back up, landing on her feet in front of Dixie. She wasted no time in continuing her attack on the cowgirl, knowing that she couldn't let Dixie get ahead again and dictate the pace of the match. The blonde stepped towards her rival, two quick steps to bring her closer, and then quickly raised her leg towards the Texan. She swung it around, hard and fast, sending a blindingly fast kick towards the side of Dixie's body.