Black Dragon vs Sheila Morgan

[MacbookAir]

Black Dragon's strength came into play once again. As Sheila tried to pull, the beast would initially appear to comply, sent running towards the ropes. It was when she turned that things changed however, strong enough to fight the momentum and plant herself against the ropes, lifting her foot up so that Sheila would get a faceful of it as a result of her own momentum

[BlackAkuma]

Sheila wasn’t exactly sure what happened next. She tried to send Black Dragon off running with an Irish Whip - a little ambitious, sure, but she hadn't gotten this far in life without taking the occasional risk. She’d run after her, trying to follow up and catch the bigger woman off guard, and then…

Boot to the face. That sucked.

Sheila was knocked flat on her ass and stayed there for a second, getting the taste knocked out of her mouth. It was far from a knockout blow, but Black Dragon had definitely blow some wind out of her sails.

[MacbookAir]

Black Dragon's grin persisted as she walked over to the knocked down Aussie, grabbing her by the hair if she could and aiming to lift her up to her feet.

"Having fun?"

She would follow it up by immediately trying to pursue her own Irish whip, this time looking to drag Sheila into the corner if she could.

[BlackAkuma]

”Ah, my hair!” Sheila hissed as she was lifted up by her golden mane. ”Always with the goddamn hair, let go of my-”

Sheila was barely able to make her protests known before she was sent running off, hurled to the furthest corner with a mighty throw. She slammed against the pads and slumped there, shaking her head clear as her opponent approached.

”Eh, getting a little bored, honestly.” She smirked, flashing some of her canines in the process. ”That all you got for me?”

[MacbookAir]

"Not even close."

As Black Dragon approached slowly, she would begin by trying to put one of her hands on Sheila's top. With a firm yank, she would try and rip it off right then and there, wanting to expose the smaller opponent's bosom to the world, before moving into her next malicious scheme.

[BlackAkuma]

Here came Black Dragon. Sheila didn’t like the look in her eye, either. She was about to go for something big, something impactful. This was a big bitch she was dealing with, here, and there was no telling what she could do to a shrimp like her. She just had to be ready for whatever it was, endure the pain, and retaliate when and if the chance came her way.

…never mind, the bitch just wanted to pull her top off.

Sheila paused for a second, surprised that the woman did that, but otherwise? Not a big deal. If Black Dragon thought she was dealing with the sort of person who would raise a fuss over going nude, then she had no idea who she was messing with. The Wild One would’ve wrestled nude in all her matches if she could get away with it.

But fine, if that’s what she wanted to do with her time, she was more than welcome to. For her part, Sheila decided to do something a little more productive - namely, she jumped up, jerked forward, and tried to nail Black Dragon in the face with a headbutt.

[MacbookAir]

Black Dragon wasn't too shocked that some Aussie punk didn't bat an eye at getting stripped. Her plans were going to get far more ruthless than that, of course.

The sudden feeling of that Aussie's thick skull slamming into her forehead definitely did put a damper on Dragon's mood however. Grunting as she felt the strike, she nonetheless only took a slight step back, trying to fight through the pain to get to her next move.

Provided Sheila didn't try any other moves in the interim, Dragon would raise her arm and deliver a sharp chop right to Sheila's chest, looking to inflict as much pain and humiliation as possible with one blow.

[BlackAkuma]

Yep. It just wouldn’t be a Sheila Morgan match if she didn’t headbutt someone.

That was a good one, too, really landing flush on Black Dragon’s face. Had to suck something awful, and it damn sure hurt on her end, but wow, it felt good to get that out.

Sheila was eager to follow up on it, too, and she moved in quick to try and capitalize on the moment, only to wind up eating a chop to the chest for her efforts. The blow landed hard, sounding like a gunshot, and had enough impact to drop the Wild One flat on her back.

”Okay. That one kind of sucked.” She groaned and started to push her way back up, rubbing her aching chest as she rose.

[MacbookAir]

"It's about to suck a lot more!"

Dragon loomed over Sheila like a beast stalking its prey. Given the chance, she would try and grab Sheila by the waist, bottoms briefly rubbing against Sheila's face in the process, lifting her up and letting her hang in the air for a precious second or two, her signature grin widening the entire time as Sheila's thighs now rubbed against the Dragon's head. Whatever she had planned now was, politely speaking, going to be deeply unpleasant for the Aussie in one way or another.

[BlackAkuma]

Was Black Dragon trying to go for a powerbomb?

It was hard to tell since if she was, she wasn’t going about it the usual way. Sheila was in the process of getting up when her opponent came over, brought her head between her legs, and lifted her up over the ground, hoisting her up high and keeping her in a precarious position, primed to be hurled into the ground. A bad fate, especially this early in the match, so Sheila was definitely of the mind to escape.

She waited right before the plunge, the slipped her legs off Black Dragon's shoulder, grabbed her by the hair, and tried to ram her face into the mat as she fell to a sit on the canvas, using her weight as an anchor.