Show some respect - Britanny Ysé vs Azucena Ortiz

[Bearhug Goddess]

Britanny managed to get her opponent up and connect her knees on the Peruvian's stomach but everything changed when she tried to move to the pedigree. Her opponent understood what was happening and moved her arms to prevent the Frenchwoman from grabbing them, which was quite effective because Britanny lowered her guard and wasted time trying to catch her arms.

"You fucking...!"

The ojou was on the verge of grabbing her opponent's hands but it seemed useless because the Peruvian had managed to free herself from her thighs. It was annoying and frustrating to fight against such an agile woman, she was starting to lose her patience and it showed. Her opponent had perhaps noticed her and followed up with a powerful Codebreaker, taking advantage of the Frenchwoman's lowered guard to put her on the ground.. And it worked!

The giantess finally fell to the ground, falling on her buttocks losing her balance because of her opponent's knees. She had to quickly pull herself together before her opponent regained the advantage over her, she had to quickly get up and put herself on guard.

[Kassia]

The Latina rejoiced inside as the Codebreaker landed and she saw the Frenchwoman tumble to the canvas with a heavy thud.

“Come on Britanny, you didn’t think I’d be finished THAT easily…”

Azucena chuckled as she quickly got back to her feet. She knew her opponent would try and recover as quick as possible, and definitely had the skill and experience to do so, thus, she needed to act fast.

She rapidly made her way over to her heavyweight opponent, noticing her trying to get up, and grabbed each of her tree trunk-like legs, bending and manipulating them as well as herself to try and lock in a Figure 4 Leg Lock, twisting hard if she was successful.

She wanted to try and wear her opponent down as much as she could while she had the opportunity, however she was wary of just how strong Britanny was, and understood that even inflicting damage on her in any way was no easy task, let alone making her tap out.

[Bearhug Goddess]

The entire audience was impressed by Azucena's codebreaker, no one expected that the rookie could bring down the giantess and this was even more the case for Britanny. She felt a little stupid and stayed on the ground for a few seconds, thinking about what had just happened and if she had really fallen so stupidly?

She lost her composure slightly, especially after hearing the Peruvian's little provocation. She then tried to get up quickly without even paying attention to her opponent who was moving and prevented her from getting up by blocking the Frenchwoman's legs in a figure 4 leglock.

“Gaaah... Fuck!..”

Britanny complained, grunting in pain. Her opponent had aimed well, Britanny's legs were one of her weak fists. Even though she had trained in French boxing, Britanny preferred to use her fists rather than her legs, making defeats even more humiliating for her opponents who were smaller than her, but it seems that this neglect in her training turned against her today. .

She grunted in pain and obviously tried to push her opponent away, taking advantage of her size to extend her arm to the side and grab the rope. Fortunately it was a standard match, the referee could intervene to save her from this painful and humiliating situation.

[Kassia]

Her fortune seemed to favour her for once, as Azucena managed to successfully lock in the Figure 4 Leg Lock and leaned back, cranking hard while grinning and continuing to taunt over Britanny’s groans of pain.

“Hey Britannyyyy, not tapping out already are you?”

She giggled as she continued to torture the Frenchwoman’s legs, hoping to at least wear her down a little to get some sort of grip on this match.

She eventually saw Britanny attempt to crawl away and using her superior size and strength, she managed to barely reach the ropes, causing the ref to shout to break the hold.

The Peruvian locked it in for just a few moments more before she finally let go, standing up and smiling, the crowd cheering as she did so.

She eventually turned back around to her heavyweight opponent and skipped towards Britanny, bending down.

“Want some more?”

The Latina grinned as she attempted to grab Britanny by her hair and slowly pull her up. She then tried to lock her in for a front facelock, wrapping Britanny’s arm around her own neck as she held her head by her hip.

She then attempted to muster as much strength as she could to lift up Britanny into the air, pulling on her attire a little on the way up to set up a delayed vertical suplex, then moving her hand to the Frenchwoman’s abs for balance.

If successful, the delay wouldn’t be for very long however, as Britanny’s size and weight would end in Azucena skipping straight to the impact, slamming Britanny’s back onto the canvas behind her with a large thud.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Britanny gasped softly after escaping, it’s true that her legs were not ready after a month of wrestling training, she now knew what to train on now. From now on, she will pay more attention to her opponent’s movements now, especially if she continues to attack her legs.

She got up by clenching her teeth, not wanting to show that she had passed a mauvait moment but her hair is caught by the hands of her opponent which forced the French to rise faster. In itself, getting up was not so disturbing but getting your hair pulled was. Britanny was a proud woman of her hair, she had taken care of it so well all her years to make them so beautiful, no one had the right to pull them.

"Grrrr.."

A slight growl was heard while the Peruvian woman carried the French on her shoulders and Britanny’s rage took over. She raised her arms to repel her opponent, landing on her feet and behind her wrapped her arms around the Peruvian woman’s hips to begin wearing it.

"Do not touch... MY HAIR!"

She carried her opponent and tackled her violently on the ground by bending her back, executing a powerful German suplex. She stayed in this position to start a pinfall, waiting for the referee to start counting.

[Kassia]

Azucena relished at Britanny’s anger. She knew the only way she could even get close to winning was to try and hurt her mentally first before catching her off-guard. It would be no easy task of course, but it’s all she had to go off of.

She managed to lift Britanny up for the Suplex, however her plan didn’t go as smoothly as she hoped as Britanny managed to escape, landing safely on her feet, causing the Peruvian to swear slightly under her breath.

The foul language only seemed more appropriate as she felt Britanny’s arms wrap around her waist, and a furious exclamation ring through her ears.

Before she could even make a sound to reply, the Latina felt herself leave the ground and be lifted backwards before being slammed down in a brutal German Suplex, causing her to groan out in pain as her legs flew and folded over her, Britanny keeping her in the impact position for a pin, the referee quickly sliding over to count it.

ONE!

‘Lucky… move… Not yet!’

TWO!

Azucena strongly kicked out as soon as the referee slapped his hand down for the second time, rolling backwards to land on her stomach from the pinning position, catching her breath as she slowly attempted to get up again, speaking in between deep breaths to her opponent.

“Jeez… remind me not to get between you and a hair curler…”

She continued to try and regain her strength, slightly stunned at the sheer power of the Frenchwoman.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Britanny's suplex was executed perfectly, she was not used to showing this technique because she found this movement not graceful enough for a woman like her. So she got into the habit of using it when she was upset, which was the case now.

There weren't many ways to annoy the French giant but each way was pretty simple to do. Touching her hair was one of the ways to annoy her, no one knew how long and tiring it was to have hair as perfect as hers! It took her years to get her hair like it is today and she wasn't going to let anyone ruin that.

Despite the power of the suplex, the Peruvian struggled and got out of the French's grip, even moving away from her to be able to recover without being attacked. Britanny got up rather slowly, taking her time because she had nothing to fear from her opponent, she was much too big, too heavy, and too strong for the Peruvian who had no chance against her.

"Ohoh? I hope this serves as a lesson for you~"

Even though Britanny still spoke calmly and laughed lightly, her smile was completely fake. Even after this suplex she was still angry with her opponent and intended to continue hurting her until the end of this match. But she also knew that attacking headlong was a bad idea, she had to wait to be attacked and that forced her to let Azucena recover her strength.

[Kassia]

Azucena laughed in between breaths as she regained her strength.

“I guess that’s fair, I did already teach you not to underestimate me with that Figure 4, now we’re both educated.”

She smiled as her breaths calmed down, and she shook herself active again. The crowd were locked in to the battle, and more than interested as to how it would play out, both sides consistently exchanging words and clearly not being ones to give up easy.

Thoughts rattled through the Peruvian’s mind as to what to even do from here, what part to target and what Britanny might do next. Her foe was a true giantess, and it feels like anything she could do would just be laughed off.

Nevertheless, the Latina ran at Britanny once more, bringing her arm out as if attempting a clothesline, before dodging out at the last moment and attempting to get behind the Frenchwoman, where she would jump up and try and apply a chokehold, wrapping her legs around her opponent’s waist as she attempted to pull the woman down with her for a choke.

[Bearhug Goddess]

There was a short truce between the French and Peruvian wrestler, a slight moment of peace, the calm before the storm. The two women looked at each other and Britanny was only looking for one thing, to provoke her opponent to force her to come towards her and fall into her counterattack.

It seemed to work, Azucena threw herself at Ojou with an attacking plan, probably the worst for her, a strike. If Britanny was an expert in one thing it was strikes, she knew exactly how to counter a clothesline, but she wondered why her opponent was trying to give this kind of attack when she was smaller and lighter.

It was at the moment of countering her opponent, by trying to grab the Peruvian's arm with both hands, that Britanny understood that the clothesline was only a decoy. Azucena's real attack came behind her, when she climbed up the Frenchwoman's back and trapped the Frenchwoman in a chokehold.

“UUUGH?!”

Britanny was surprised and stunned to have fallen into such an obvious trap. She first tried to struggle by elbowing behind her but she did not hit her target, Britanny was big enough to serve as a shield for her opponent !

There was only one thing left to do to be freed, throw yourself towards the corner of the ring to crush the Peruvian with her back. Only, you had to be quick for that because Azucena was surely agile enough to escape before the impact.

[Kassia]

Expertly dodging the woman’s attempt at a grab, Azucena had masterfully managed to wind up behind Britanny and successfully lock in a chokehold on the Frenchwoman, trying to use all her might now that she was in such a favourable position.

Her heart pumped harder and faster as she continued to apply the choke. The crowd roared as usual and the Latina smiled slightly. The atmosphere, the feeling, the rush, all of it was so enjoyable for the coffee queen, taking a deep breath as if wanting to truly process all of it.

Her feeling of transcendence was unfortunately interrupted however, as elbows started to be thrown back by the Frenchwoman. Meaningless ones of course, as the Latina was too perfectly positioned, and contracted her bicep harder in response with a smirk.

“Close, but you’ll need to do better to get out of this amiga!”

Suddenly, as if her words were answered, she felt Britanny rush backwards towards the corner of the ring, aiming to crush the Peruvian between the ringpost and her. Azucena cursed out before slipping off and narrowly escaping right before impact, now facing the woman directly in front.

Without even taking another moment to think,(or perhaps thank the lucky stars she’s not flattened right now) Azucena immediately dashed towards Britanny and went for a shotgun dropkick, right to her abs. As to how much effect it would actually have on the giantess, she could only hope it wasn’t insignificant, considering how much of a behemoth her opponent actually was.