Trisha Andrews vs. Ami Takeuchi - Facing a Supermodel

[Arjuna]

Sending Ami crashing down to the mat with a spinebuster, Trisha huffed as she looked at the supermodel rolling to her side. Knowing that she needed to keep it up, Trisha would reach down to grab onto her, looking to prevent her from getting away. "You're not getting away, princess." After saying that, Trisha would pull Ami up alongside her, and this time, she had payback in mind.

Once she brought Ami back up to her feet, Trisha would then proceed to deliver a chop right across her chest, hitting her as hard as she could. The sound of her hand chopping Ami's chest was audible enough for the audience to hear. After that, she would follow it up with another chop, hitting at Ami's chest again, looking to inflict more damage on the supermodel as a payback for what she did earlier.

[Teenwrestler]

The spinebuster left Ami writhing in pain and the supermodel would clutch her lower back, rolling over onto her side. That was the first strike that Trisha had managed on Ami and the bluenette was well aware that she was not looking forward to be put through that a couple of more times. All that muscle on Trisha was definitely not just for show and posing and the African-American certainly had some power behind her slam. Before Ami could get away though, Trisha would grab her and pull her back up to her feet.

Facing her opponent, Ami's eyes would widened and she would wave her arms towards Trisha to plead her case "Nononono wait wait wait...AYYYEEEE! OW OW OW OW T-that hurt-AHHHHHHH" she cried out when her opponent would strike Ami's modest and firm chest with a chest slap. The bluenette would reel backwards, howling in pain while covering her chest with her arms. She attempted to back up in the corner, looking to bring her guard up against the chops while trying to ease the stinging sensation she felt in her breasts thanks to those chops.

[Arjuna]

Seeing Ami's reaction upon being hit by the chops, Trisha showed a grin, as if mocking the supermodel. "Heh... where's all that bravado, huh? You talk big, but as soon as things are not going your way, you turn into a pathetic wimp." Now that Ami had moved back to the corner, Trisha would follow her, readying herself for another big chop right across her chest. "Talk shit, get hit!" With that, she would give Ami another vicious chop right across her chest, followed with another. Then one more time, just to be sure.

[Teenwrestler]

It was now time for the supermodel to pay her dues because Trisha was finding her momentum. While at first it seemed as if Ami was going to thoroughly dominate this match, the African-American beauty would make a strong comeback and now had the blunette against the ropes-literally! She would smack a couple of fierce chops to Ami's chest, making her scream and wince in pain while she tried to cover her breasts up by bringing her arms up defensively.

Throwing a tantrum, Ami's weakness of pain tolerance was made obvious to Trisha who would begin to taunt the supermodel before once again winding her arm back and unloading more chops to Ami's chest. Ami howled in pain while she was smacked again and again, eventually she slumped down against the corner turnbuckle, sitting down on her ass and backed up against the bottom turnbuckle, panting heavily and nursing her sore and reddened chest.

[Arjuna]

Trisha couldn't help but smile in satisfaction after seeing Ami slumping down against the bottom turnbuckle, clearly affected by those strikes to her chest. Of course, Trisha wasn't going to waste this opportunity as she would reach down and grab Ami by her head, forcefully pulling her up before pressing her against the turnbuckle with her body as she would grab onto one of her wrists.

Then, she would step back before attempting to send Ami running towards the opposite corner with an Irish whip. Trisha was counting on Ami to hit the turnbuckle, either with her back or front. After sending her running, Trisha would run after her, planning to hit her with a corner splash as soon as Ami hit the other turnbuckle, flattening her body between her own and the turnbuckle.

[Teenwrestler]

Being walloped with a handful of chops to her chest, the supermodel was left stunned and out of breath as she clutched her chest in pain while being slumped in the corner. She tried to take up a defensive position but Trisha was relentless in her strikes and would not allow the Japanese woman to rest at all. She would grab Ami and pull her back up to her feet and push her back into the corner once more before grabbing her wrists and then push her out of the corner towards the opposite set of the turnbuckle.

Ami would be whipped across and her back hit the turnbuckle, she let out a soft grunt while gripping either side of the ropes as she slumped back to the corner. Breathing heavily, she would lift her head up just a bit and watched the African-American beauty run towards her to prepare for a corner splash. Sensing danger, Ami would bring her leg up just at the right time to smack her boot against the on-rushing Trisha's face to stop her dead in her track.

If that worked and Trisha was stunned, Ami would wrap her arm around Trisha's head and bring her close to the ring ropes, looking to bounce off the middle ring ropes for a springboard DDT and follow that up with a quick pinfall attempt.

[Arjuna]

Sending Ami towards the opposite corner with an Irish whip, Trisha would then charge towards her, planning to hit her with a corner splash. But then, the supermodel suddenly brought her foot up, and Trisha ended up running face first into Ami's boot!

"AUGHHH!!!"

Thankfully, Trisha managed to retain her footing, but with her reeling from taking the boot to her face, she was unable to stop Ami from grabbing her by her head before she was brought closer to the ropes, where the supermodel then used the ropes to launch her attack.

Unable to stop her opponent, Trisha was brought down by Ami with a springboard DDT. "UUGFHHH!!!" The impact from the DDT had left her disoriented, and Ami took this opportunity to go for the pin. The referee came and started counting.

"ONE!"

"TWO!"

Still, Trisha wasn't out of the fight yet as she kicked out at the count of two. With her head still throbbing, the African-American wrestler would try to shove Ami off of her so that she could start recovering.

[Teenwrestler]

Managing to stop the onrushing Trisha and giving her a big boot for her troubles, the supermodel took control of the match once again. Her boot smacked against her opponent's face and Trisha was left stunned, allowing Ami to grab her head and perform an acrobatic springboard DDT, leaving the African-American woman down and out, sprawled under the supermodel who would go for another pinfall attempt. Right after the count of TWO though, Trisha managed to kick out much to the frustration of the supermodel who rose up to her knee and slapped the mat in anger.

Fueled by her anger, Ami would grab Trisha by her short tomboyish hair and yank her up to a seated position with the bluenette seated behind her. Ami tried to wrap her legs around her opponent's impressive waist and her arm around the neck, looking to subdue her in a body scissor and sleeper hold submission!

[Arjuna]

Despite successfully kicking out of the pinfall attempt, Trisha wasn't out of danger yet. Trisha groaned as she tried to regain her bearing, hoping to recover as quickly as possible, but Ami wasn't going to give her the time for that as she grabbed her by her short hair before she pulled her up into a seated position. Trisha could only grunt in pain as she was brought into the sitting position before the supermodel went to get her legs around her waist from behind while getting her arms around her neck, putting the African-American wrestler into a combination of body scissor and sleeper hold.

"HRKHHH!!" Trisha could feel the squeeze on her neck and waist, and she would try to pry Ami's arms from her neck, though for the time being, she remained trapped in the holds as she struggled to break free.

[Teenwrestler]

Frustrated that Trisha just did not know when to stay down, Ami would continue to work over her opponent by forcing her to sit up by yanking her hair and then quickly trapping her in a body scissor and sleeperhold submission. Despite Trisha's short comeback, the bluenette once again took back control of the match and was going to slowly chip away Trisha's defenses, this time by sapping her strength with a long and draining submission. Ami's slim yet strong body would press up against her back, her arm and legs squeezing as tightly as she would while their sweaty bodies grinded a bit.

Ami would bring her face next to Trisha's, licking her cheek to taunt her while whispering into her ear. "Mmm oh yeah I love the sound of you struggling. What's the matter tough girl? Can't escape little ol me? Well then, why don't you finally admit that you are out-classed and just...GIVE UP" she would say, hissing while emphasizing her words at the end by really putting on the squeeze on both holds.

She would try to force them to roll down over onto her side, where she would have more leverage and less chance of a counter attack.