No use crying over spilled milk

[RJD]

Monica would watch in frustration as Alyssa pulled her leg back, the purple haired lightweight finally seeing the opportunity to counter despite her reduced mobility. Monica would attempt to block that strike with her arms, forming a guard in front of her chest, and then attempting to break her guard and instead latch onto Alyssa's leg, covering it in yogurt.

" You're so fucking dead! " Monica grumbled out, as she attempted to jump up to a crouching position, directly into Alyssa's stomach, and then tackle her to the ground sloppily. At this point though Monica gave not a single fuck if she was wrestling with dignity, Alyssa had turned it into a street fight when she grabbed her hair and started dumping things on her.

If Monica was successful in tackling the other lightweight to the ground, she would attempt to release her foe's leg, and instead pounce on top of her with her body covering Alyssa's more, splashing her tummy against Alyssa's own, and scrambling to grab her arms and pin them down. Monica making nearly full body contact with Alyssa, in all her yogurt covered glory.

[Devastated]

Alyssa threw her leg forward and hit but not the target she wanted to it, instead of nailing Monica across the chest there was a loud smack as they smashed into Monica's arms instead, no doubt a painful strike but not as debilitating as Alyssa had wanted it to be! Instead Monica managed to grab onto her leg and with a powerful yank she pulled Alyssa down!

Practically tackling the blonde onto her back and getting a grunt out of Alyssa, her leg and abs now coating in the white yoghurt she had drenched Monica in. And then as she was stunned from the sudden take down, the purple haired rival of hers moved up on top of her and took a hold of wrists and pinned her down, pressing her generous bosom against Alyssa's more modest breasts.

"Nngh...get off!" Alyssa would grunt out angrily as she glare up at Monica, the yogurt sliding off and dripping down onto the blonde's face and slathering her chest and abs with it. The blonde instantly regretted dumping that Yogurt on her hated nemesis....but she had one thing she could do here...

Looking to slip her legs up and around Monica's waist, looking to lock her rival into one hell of a waist scissor. It didn't matter if she was underneath Monica right now, there was no referee to count them out. As long as she could hurt this bitch that was all she cared about.

[RJD]

The purple haired wrestler was satisfied to drip the yogurt coating her body onto Alyssa, so much so that she intended to just pin her opponent down and let her experience the same thing Monica just had.

Monica's efforts to pin Alyssa's arms wouldn't restrain the blonde as much as Monica had hoped it would, the other wrestler using her legs to turn things around as she locked in a tight waist scissor. Monica initially squirmed in response and let out a subdued whine, before then removing her hands from atop the blonde.

Monica would put her arms to better use as she drove her forearm down into Alyssa's chest once, and then once again. The purple haired wrestler could feel her body being drained slowly from the scissors, and given there was no ref or ropes she had to escape the submission before Alyssa really did some damage.

" You get off! " Monica grumbled as she tried to lift her body slightly, then drive one more forearm attack into Alyssa's body. The purple haired wrestler starting to feel more pained and restricted by the scissors, at this rate monica was in real danger of being crushed by the blonde's legs, if her last strike wasn't enough to make her vengeful rival release her.

[Devastated]

There was a crowd gathering around them that simply grew in size as they filmed the spectacle before them a dirty but free fight between two beautiful young women that they'd usually have to pay premium dollar to see in such a scenario had just decided to happen after all.

Though Alyssa didn't pay them any mind, she hardly knew they were here after all as she would tighten her legs around Monica's waist, seeing the facial expression of her rival change as she started to squeeze the life out of her rival with that. The yogurt still dripping onto the blonde as she was being slathered with it. She hated being underneath Monica...especially now...she wanted to be on top, to place her foot on Monica's chest as she stood over her defeated nemesis. That was all she wanted right now.

Monica soon released her wrists and then pulled her body up a bit, throwing a forearm into the modest chest of the Brutish Brawler. "Guh!" Alyssa grunted, before another strike then came and elicited the exact same response from the blonde. Grunting and gasping out a bit, Alyssa's scissor weakened, until Monica rose up a bit more and drove in a third strong forearm into the chest of Alyssa, "Guufh..." Alyssa grunted out a raspy cough as her legs released that waist.

[RJD]

After Alyssa released the scissor Monica looked down at her with a sadistic smirk, the purple haired wrestler thinking of the perfect way to make the blonde regret dumping that yogurt on her.

Monica would readjust herself atop Alyssa, trying to trap her legs with her own in a grapevine, and position her arms under Alyssa's head, and her yogurt covered breasts directly above her face, by this point the blonde could probably tell what was about to happen.

Monica would lower her chest, and squeeze her arms around Alyssa's skull at the same time, pulling her up into her chest and weighing down on her in a pin at the same time, giving Alyssa a tight sensual breast smother, only enhanced by the mess over her chest.

" Don't you get it yet you dumb bitch?! Whenever you step up, I'll slap you back down, and give you something else to be embarrassed about. " Monica said, using her messy body to her advantage currently. Naturally Monica planned to dump stuff over Alyssa too, but for now she had picked her weapon of choice.

[Devastated]

The forearms had left Alyssa on her back, coughing out a bit as she winced out, bringing her hand up to rub her now pained chest. Monica however had no intention of slowing down as she had managed to free herself. Her hated nemesis would bring her legs up over hers and wrapped them up, grapevining the blonde which forced their well toned abs to grind together.

Alyssa would then feel those arms slip in under her head and she was then forced face first into that generous chest of Monica, letting out a muffled groan as her face was slathered with the yogurt. " Mmmph!" She'd angrily growl out in a muffled manner. Hearing the words of Monica though caused even more anger to rise out of the Brutish Brawler.

True to her name she'd clench her fists and start to swing them up into the sides of Monica, trying to nail her in the ribs and hips with mean punches.

[RJD]

Monica would want to maintain her position more as she heard the outrage of the wrestler below her, wiggling her chest left and right in response just so rub the humiliation in.

Before long Alyssa would violently work her way towards freedom, clenching her fists and firing them into Monica's hips and ribs.

" Ughh... Ahh! " Monica grunted and whined, at first trying to just power through the punches, and maintain her smother, till another two blows connected hard, so much so that Monica nearly bit her tounge trying to stay silent, and she was sure it'd leave a bruise.

" grrr... fine. " Monica grumbled, letting go off her opponent and trying to stand up quickly, grabbing a carton of milk that was nearby, and trying to get revenge by ripping off the cap, and pouring it over her downed opponent.

" Why did you think it'd be any different here? Wasn't one loss enough, you masochist. " Monica questioned, looking down at the other wrestler who would hopefully remain laying down between her legs.

[Devastated]

The smother was as humiliating as ever and it was making Alyssa more pissed off than she'd ever been before, Monica had this way of making her tap into vast pools of anger that she didn't even know she had. As she continued to drive punch after punch into the side Monica, hammering her fist into those ribs over and over until Monica decided to release her and stand up.

" Gah...sod off..." Alyssa let out as she would cough out, getting air back into her lungs again as she would try and rub away some of the yogurt. Only for her nemesis to grab a hold of a nearby carton of milk and then drench her in that cold milk! Cleaning her face a fair bit but leaving her drenched in the milk and spluttering out.

" F-fuckin' cunt..." Alyssa let out angrily as she would try and reach up and grab at Monica's legs, trying to yank them down onto their side by them and then try and roll on top of Moinca! Letting her drenched hair drip down onto Monica's face as she tried to secure her hands and pin them down onto the canvas. Pressing her chest down against Monica's more generous rack while trying to pin her down with a fullbody pin.

[RJD]

Monica would only have a moment of satisfaction after spilling the milk right over Alyssa, as the angered blonde responded by grabbing her legs, and pulling Monica down, rolling to the side as she did so to try to get back on top of Monica.

Monica wouldn't be able to keep her balance as Alyssa pulled her legs, crumbling downwards, and then being pressed onto her back as Alyssa rolled atop her. The downed lightweight had the idea of grabbing those blonde locks, but before she could do so Alyssa grasped her hands and pinned them down to the floor.

" Get off... " Monica grumbled, as she tried to push her foe's arms up with her own, but didn't manage to free herself. In the wrestling ring all Monica would need to do would be to get a shoulder up to invalidate the pin, but given that this wasn't an actual wrestling match Monica had more to worry about, and way less options than usual, all she could do was power through.

Naturally Monica would try to toss and turn however much she could, albeit not much since Alyssa was laying outstretched atop her, the blonde's perk breasts pressing down Monica's own balloon pair down.

Monica would try to push her arms against Alyssa more, and pull her hands away from Alyssa's own, doing whatever she could to rectify the fact that her hands were restrained in the pin.

[Devastated]

Laying herself on top of Monica as she would press her fit frame down on top of Monica's, using it to flatten her rival down against the cold hard floor underneath them. She felt her nemesis struggle, shift and try to fight against her....but Alyssa didn't have any plan to simply keep her down, no the blonde had for more fun things planned or rather cruel things.

As Monica shifted and struggled and tried to push her arms up, Alyssa would let her lift the blonde up slightly. Only to give her enough head-space to work with. As she'd then try and swing her head down and smash her forehead right down into the face of Monica! Looking to smack her forehead into Monica's forehead for a vicious headbutt, looking to ring the bell of the purple haired nemesis of her and hopefully leave her a bit docile for a spill.