A Gutbusting Debut - Allie Magalei vs. Tara Jaeger

[Bare]

Tara was in a brutally bad position right now. Allie managed to keeping finding ways to get one over on her, and she was getting more and more hurt, her belly especially taking some hard hits that were doing heavy damage fast. Hell she wasn't able to even get up properly before Allie was once again upon her, diving through the ropes and smashing her feet into Tara's chest for a dropkick! "Agh.. huff.. ugh..." Tara groaned out in pain, gasping softly while holding her stomach, trying to get some air into her lungs, knowing that she wouldn't have a lot of time if Allie went right back on the attack...

But she didn't. Blinking as she managed to get some air into her lungs Tara would turn her head to the side and notice Allie on her back as well, seemingly winded from the non stop moves she had been doing, unintentionally giving Tara room to get some air in herself. 'Alright.. I'm going to have to time this right..' Tara thought to herself as she waited for Allie to get back up, the Samoan wrestler seemingly now working the crowd which secretly worked to Tara's benefit since it gave her an idea of what the woman would do, watching her from the corner of her eye as discreetly as possible.

Sure enough soon Allie would break out into a run, talking to the ropes once again! Watching silently as Allie leapt up and used the ropes to bounce back Tara would take in a breath as she then lifted her legs up, looking to have Allie land on them to do some major recoil damage to the girl!

[TickTock]

Allie knew she shouldn't have stopped. She was taught to never let up on her opponent, and yet she decided to bask in the crowd's reaction, stopping her assault for a moment. It was her dream after all, to become a wrestler, to be in a situation like this where thousands in attendance was cheering for her. For a moment, she forgot this was her job, not her dream, and she paid for that.

Flying through the air, her movements were elegant. Allie twisted in the air as she flipped, twisting into a beautiful Senton... right onto the upward feet of Tara's that blasted her in the back! "GAH!" she cried, the force of that double-footed kick against her spine sending Allie flying a few feet before she landed onto her back, her body beginning to shake some as her elbows shoved against the mat. That kick damn near broke her in two, thanks to both her downward momentum and the force behind that kick, and the agony in her face was evident in the way it twisted, her eyes squeezed shut.

"Haagh..." Allie panted, forcing herself to roll over. As much as her instincts demanded she stayed still and nursed her back, the Samoan prodigy knew better than that. She was taught better than that. She went against her teachings once, and she wasn't going to do it again. The debutee forced herself to roll over her front, and begin crawling towards the ropes. She was a bit far away, but maybe if Tara took a bit to recover, she could reach them...

[Bare]

Finally Tara managed to stop the momentum of Allie, bringing the Samoan girl back down to earth with a well timed kick that had the girl reeling, clutching her spine in pain and finally giving her the chance to fully catch her breath and start to get back up to her feet. Holding her stomach which still ached with pain Tara was at least starting to acclimate to it as she turned and saw Allie just barely managing to turn over onto her stomach, exposing that back to Tara which surely must still be hurting.

"Payback time.." Tara said to herself as she took a deep breath and pushed forward. Making a beeline for Allie, needing to get to her before she hit the corner! Leaping up as she neared the debuting girl Tara would lift her leg up in the air before swinging it down as she came down, looking to try and land a vicious falling axe kick!

[TickTock]

While not the objective of the match, a kick to the spine with such force as Tara's was absolutely damaging, and it forced the athletic Allie to look lethargic as she crawled across the mat. Eventually getting her knees under her, seemingly beginning to raise up as she got closer to those ropes. If she could just snag one of them, she could begin to pull herself upward, and from there she could fight again, even if her back was screeching at her for rest.

Unfortunately, she wouldn't get that far.

Allie could only hear the thunderous steps of Tara's, before feeling that axe kick slam against the back of her head. The force of which sent the Samoan's face downward and slamming against the mat. "GUGH!" Allie grunted as her body sprung back upward on her knees. Yet it was no purposeful ascent, as her arms were limp and her face was contorted in pain, and her body soon enough anchored Allie down to the mat, flat on her back and with her arms splayed out to her sides and eyes staring up towards the lights. She was stunned, and the Belly Stretcher had just regained firm control of the match with that strike.

[Bare]

Despite getting utterly hammered by Allie so far in this match Tara was finally in a position to start turning things around for herself. Having Allie laid out from her counter attack Tara was keen to capitalize by running behind the woman and launching a axe kick before she could even rise up all the way, forcing her right back down to the mat! "We're just getting started.." Tara said in a low enough whisper that only Allie could hear her before bending down going to grab Allie by the hair and arm.

If successful and uninterrupted than Tara would look to haul Allie up to her feet and then take advantage of the girl's crawl to the ropes by taking her the rest of the way there. Only Tara would look to wrap the Samoan girl's arms around the top before forcing her legs behind the bottom rope, kicking them out a bit to spread out her stance and effectively leave Allie caught like a fly in a spider's web!

"Woo!" Tara would yell suddenly, getting the crowd behind her as she then turned and ran at the ropes opposite to where Allie was, turning and bouncing off them then Tara would run back at the Samoan girl and if she didn't manage to escape, then the Belly Stretcher would leap up while extending her leg out, looking to try drive her knee into the Samoan's gut with her Bolt Burst signature move!

[TickTock]

Allie was in trouble now. Her ears were ringing and her head was alight with pain, yet the only thing she could do about it was to blink away the stars in her vision. Her muscles weren't responding to her feeble attempts to lift herself up, and it seemed that the Stretcher knew she had a deadly advantage now, with that whisper that sent a chill down the spine of the debutee. It was such callousness that had led to Tara's victory over Kyoko Akan, a woman who was seasoned in such belly-related warfare, and even the champion; Allie was a woman who had explored many styles in wrestling, but never that one. Never trained for such an act.

Suddenly, she felt small, her stomach felt weak, and yet all she could do was follow Tara's guiding like a puppet on strings, tied up in the ropes so that even if she did want to collapse back to the mat, she couldn't. Allie was suspended as though she were on a meat hook, and being able to see the charge of the other woman through her daze, and hearing the sounds of her feet slamming against the mat, she was utterly helpless to stop that Bolt Burst.

"GUFGH!" It was a mix of a cry and gurgle as that knee slammed without mercy against her stomach. Spit flew from her lips right onto the Belly Stretcher, yet it was no intentional act. Her stomach was not prepared for such a powerful attack, and clenched as it was, it instantly turned soft from that devastating attack, and sure to bruise as time went on. Allie's head lowered down, mouth agape and her eyes staring at the mat, though it more looked like she was staring off into nothing. Her arms began to slip off from those ropes, and if allowed to fall, Allie would fall right down onto her knees and descend forward, be it with her face smushed against Tara's abs, or smacking against the mat in a crumpled heap.

Things did not look good for the so-called prodigy.

[Bare]

Despite the rocky start Tara was looking to come back strong against Allie and with the successful connection of that Bolt Burst it seemed she had made good headway in dong so. Watching as spittle flew from Allie's mouth Tara would land back on her feet and take a step back, watching with no small amount of satisfaction at the dazed and hapless look on her foe's face.

The cherry on top of it all however was Allie sliding from the ropes and collapsing forward, slumping against Tara's body, face nestled into the abs the prodigy had been assaulting minutes before. Reaching forward and grabbing Allie's hair and pulling her off her abs Tara would would pull back to make the girl look at her. "Thats how fast these matches can turn around." Tara said definitively, almost like a mentor to a mentee.

Outside of that however Tara certainly wasn't gonna treat Allie like a student. Turning and pulling her arm back before swinging straight down Tara would aim to drive a fist right into Allie's face! If that worked then Tara would try and use her foot to roll Allie over onto her back... Before lifting her leg up into a vertical position before swinging it down, trying to drive her foot down for another, much more deliberate and built up axe kick aimed right at Allie's gut! If the move would connect than Tara would keep her foot pressed against Allie's stomach, using the position as a pinfall attempt!

[TickTock]

Allie had never experienced something like this. Not that all of her matches on the independent scene was a breeze, or that all her matches were squashes, but it was rather clear that the level of competition here was far higher. No one had ever hit her that hard before, to the point where her guts felt scrambled by that knee, and the force of such a blow was evident by the way the prodigy was leaning against the stomach of Tara's. Her breath tickled and huffed against those hard abs, and her eyes stared ahead, stunned.

"Nngh..." Allie murmured as her hair was yanked back, meeting eye to eye with the Belly Stretcher. Her arms hung limp and her mouth was still left agape, giving the display of a broken woman for Tara to revel in and enjoy as she spoke down to her. Such power would be intoxicating for most, especially a woman who thrived on inflicting such pain that they made it their tagline. That punch to the face was insult to injury, laying out the Samoan and making her grumble on the mat, rolled back over, and her vulnerable stomach rapidly raising and falling as she tried to catch breath. Almost as if inviting further attack.

Of which Tara obliged. "NNGF!" Allie puffed out as the Stretcher viciously stomped down onto the belly of hers, making her body fold over that bare foot. Her eyes bulged out of her head and her limbs stiffened for a few moments while suspended, before collapsing to the mat with an audible thud. With such force, one wouldn't be remiss to think that a footprint would be left on those deflated abs, a mark of Tara's dominance, and the referee slid in to count the pin, which seemed all but definitive, given the long stare Allie was giving to the lights, and mere twitches in her fingers being her only other movement.

"One!"

"Two!"

...

"Thr-!"

Yet Allie refused to end things like that. A last momentary thought came into her mind of her family, her siblings at home, her mother... They relied on Allie, and if she should lose like that? There would be no winner's purse, no prize to bring home. Wrestling was her life, and if she couldn't make it here, then what for her? What for them? As much as her body wanted to concede, she threw her arm up and turned her body to the side for a valiant kickout just in the nick of time! Not only that, but clutching onto that very foot as tight as her weakened body could muster. Though it was more a move out of desperation than a heroic counter, as she merely clung to that foot with her arms while heaving, legs twitching and eyes rapidly blinking.

Despite that kickout, the reality of the situation was that Allie was greatly wounded, and Tara was looming over her still, with only the mere inconvenience of having her foot trapped.

[Bare]

Finally retaking the dominant position of the match Tara sought to end the whole thing thanks to a brutal series of heavy attacks to Allie's stomach. All capped off with a axe kick directly to the girl's stomach that may as well have drilled through her as Tara kept her foot where it was to hold her down for a rather cocky pin. However it was this cockiness that possibly just costed her. Because had she gone for a pinfall attempt with a bit more certainty and authority, than maybe Allie wouldn't have kicked out a literal second before three.

Looking between her foe and the ref Tara looked flabbergasted, unable to believe that this brat was still able to go still and it infuriated her! Worst of all Allie was grabbing at and pulling on her ankle, not hard or painfully mind you but enough to be annoying for Tara. "Fine if thats how you want it." She finally said as she pushed her foot in deeper against Allie's stomach, hoping the pressure would cause a lapse in the girl's grip and allow Tara to easily pull her foot away from her grasp.

If successful in doing so than Tara would get down, deciding it was time for her to finish Allie off if possible. Getting behind the Samoan girl Tara would wrap her legs around her far arm before grabbing hold and pulling back the near arm for a crucifix. Those who knew Tara immediately began cheering and whooping at the sight, knowing what she was going for and Tara played into it, calling for her next action and playing up the crowd as she reached forward and attempted to grab the girl's leg and pull back to try and lock in the Hypertension her finisher! If all went well than Tara would use her free arm to make a claw and start grabbing and squeezing Allie's belly with an additional iron claw on top of it! However in her eagerness to lock in the hold.. Tara forgot just how close they were to the ropes.

[TickTock]

Allie realized a more secure pin would've likely met her end, but it was something she could worry about after the match. And right now, she needed to find a way back into this. Grabbing onto the foot of Tara brought her precious seconds, ones she used to try and think of a way out of this while restricting Tara's movements. Though it didn't last as long as the prodigy would've liked, given the stabbing pain in her abdomen as the Stretcher pushed down once more with her foot, her tender stomach too sensitive for Allie to keep her hold for long before letting go.

And then Tara did something Allie was afraid of.

Before the Samoan girl could react, her arms were suddenly trapped in a crucifix, and Allie's eyes widened. This was a move Tara had used to finish her opponents off before, and with how tender her stomach was, she knew she wouldn't be able to stand up to it. Yet attempts to keep her legs at bay were futile, and one of them was hooked tight, forcing Allie's body to bend and fold, and giving the Belly Stretcher a perfect opportunity to sink her nails in deep against her stomach. "AAAAAAAGH!" Allie cried, the pain of the hold making the prodigy think of tapping immediately.

Yet she held tight. Her eyes shut and her teeth gritted against each other, doing her best to hold out. Allie couldn't lose! She couldn't let her family down! Yet the pain was agonizing on her stomach Tara had thoroughly brutalized, and it seemed as though a submission was inevitable. Her free leg kicked futilely, unable to get even close to kicking her opponent in the head, and eventually went limp, all resistance seemingly gone...

... until that same limb suddenly threw itself to the side, and her foot hooked on the middle rope! Just when all hope was lost, her ring awareness kicked in, and she was able to get her foot to the ropes that were nearby. Tara never moved the two away from them after tying Allie up, and that last second recognition made her blindly kick her leg to the side, and successfully initiating a rope break!

"Tara, let go, she's got the ropes!" The referee told Tara, before beginning to count her down to release the hold.