When Bombshells Brawl! Jess vs Astrid!

[SubtleRoar]

"Aaahh...y..yah..j..just had to go and..t..taunt the bull.." *Feeling a sense of reinvigoration slowly begin to swell inside of her beaten body, Jess climbed the ropes back to her umber-colored boots to try and capitalize on this pendulum swing of momentum. For what felt like an eternity for the scarlet juggernaut, Astrid had maintained a sense of untouched dominance throughout the majority of their scuffle. This was something that not only dug under Jess's skin, but also began to form an irritating blister on her pride- She had every conceivable advantage over the blonde bitch: The height, the muscle, and even, at least in her opinion, the appearance categories were all in her favor, yet she had almost stolen away a victory from her! Needless to say, Jess wasn't going to take this lying down.*

"Y..yer not..a..as good as ya'll thank! And I'm about tah prove that regardless of how many of these worthless pukes support yah, that I'm the best that evah was!" *With a resounding shout, Jess stomped towards the center of the ring, a raging inferno in her soul as her boots treaded against the ring with a thunderous zeal in their steps. She had been thrashed for long enough, and now, it was her turn to dish out some gratuitous punishment, southern sweetheart style.* "I'm gonna drive mah boot so far up yer ass, the denim on my knee will scrape tha back of yer crooked teeth!"

*Fast approaching goldilocks, Jess lunged forward and attempted to press her sweater meat into Astrid's face, a bold tactic that the cowgirl had no qualms with exploiting; she had the height to make her tits stuff Astrid's maw, which would serve as the perfect diversion from what she had planned next.*

[CaptainL]

Astrid took a moment to loosen up while she had the opportunity, cracking her knuckles and rolling her neck back and forth to keep her joints oiled and ready. Looking across at Jess, there was no question about how well the cowgirl was taking it - not very, to put it lightly. The rage radiating off of Jess could practically be felt across the ring. Astrid had seen enough of Jess to knoe that she meant business, and she had to ready herself.

Nevertheless, Astrid couldn't expect Jess's next move to be stuffing her breasts straight into her face. The Norwegian let out a muffled groan as her face flushed just a bit, but she still wouldn't betray any weakness Jess could exploit. Astrid could tell she was hoping to choke her out, and she wasn't going to hand that to her. Even as she began to stumble back against the weight Jess was packing, Astrid still had her fair share of strength, and she held firm, digging the soles of her boots against the mat to stabilize herself.

The muscles in Astrid's arm tensed and bulged, as she prepared herself to put her strength on display. Though Astrid couldn't see where she was aiming, she could at least make a solid guess, and she tried to grab for Jess's hands to push her backward, holding on tight.

[SubtleRoar]

*The sweltering heat within the arena wasn't doing Jess any favors- Her hands, nearly coated in her own perspiration, nearly slipped out of Astrid's palms while she interlocked her fingers with the blonde's to properly lock up with the immovable brawler.* "Y..yer sturdy, I'll give yah that.." *Jess began, quietly scanning the distracted Astrid for any noticeable openings- Her stance was nearly flawless, if not slightly too far backwards. Unfortunately for Jess, she knew she didn't possess enough vigor to attempt yet another bullrush- She had finally learned her lesson, and decided to steer herself in a more tactical direction. She glanced downwards, and noticed something peculiar- Astrid's head was arched upwards, preventing her from making any line of sight with the lower portion of her body. Hatching an abominable plan, Jess ever so quietly raised her left boot, before emphatically stomping it against the inattentive amazon's right foot.*

"But yah need tah be more perceptive of your enemy, darlin!" *Jess ruthlessly mocked, driving the heel of her boot against the top section of Astrid's foot, twisting it just for added effect. The instant she committed this illegal move however, the outside referee blew his whistle and started to chide the cowgirl for her illegal activity.* "HEY!" *He screamed, barely even fazing Jess whatsoever* "Do that again, and your disqualified! Understand?!" *He subsequently walked towards Astrid, stepping up the metallic staircase to check for any severe damage.* "Are you alright, ma'am? Can you continue?"

*Retreating back to her neutral corner, the crowd proceeded to drown Jess in a cataract of inflammatory remarks and verbally demeaning statements.* "Hey, you stupid bitch! Stop cheating!" *One patron screamed, as another merely blew an air horn to break her impenetrable gaze she had transfixed upon Astrid.*

[CaptainL]

Even though Jess commended Astrid on her stamina, the blonde couldn't do much to respond when her face was buried in her chest, so all she could do was try and push against her hands to even out the lockup with her own efforts. But if she couldn't keep an eye on Jess, she certainly couldn't anticipate it as she moved to stomp down on her foot. Astrid barely had an opportunity to get in an albeit muffled comeback before she felt the pain coming crashing down on her toe, flinching before she stumbled back and doubled forward at the waist.

The pain stung, Astrid couldn't deny that. But the Norwegian woman was made of stronger stuff than that, and a stubbed toe couldn't keep her down for long. She leaned over and rubbed her foot to help get the pain out, but shortly after she rose back to her full height, gesturing for the ref to step aside. "I'll be fine," she said. "But she won't get away with this..."

Although Astrid was pleased to know she still had the support of the fans, when she heard the air horn, she held a hand out to the stands as she stepped forward towards Jess. "No, no," she said, chiding whoever wanted to give her the extra help by distracting Jess. "I'll beat her fair and square. If she wants to cheat like this, I'll show her where it gets her. I don't need your help!" Turning her attention back to Jess, the blonde balled a fist and pounded it against her open hand before she got back into a stance. Though her test of strength before had been an impromptu one, it had still been interrupted in an untimely fashion, and perhaps this was the time to make things right, as Astrid offered Jess the chance to lock up. "Now," she said, taunting her foe, "you going to play fair now that the match is on the line for you?"

[SubtleRoar]

*While it became abundantly clear that Astrid abhorred being cheated out of a well earned victory, Jess relished this feeling- Seeing the blonde getting all flustered and vexed by her underhanded tactics sent a tremor of sadistic pleasure down Jess's backside.* "Haeukhaeuk! Yah, I reckon it's high time I toss some real powah yer way, just tah keep the vision of real strength ingrained in that addled mind ah yers." *Showing the hostile crowd her two favorite finger, located somewhere in the middle, she subsequently drove herself forward with the intent to push the hardy bombshell backwards, potentially bouncing her back against the ropes.*

*Although she loathed to admit it, Astrid was much more centered than Jess could have ever anticipated- The blonde seemed to have a reinforced layer of muscle hiding somewhere beneath her skin, which made Jess's already arduous task that much more onerous.* "Grrhh...hehehe...ya'll know what..t..time it is...?" *Jess rhetorically inquired, intentionally trying to lock eyes with her adversary for a moment. This would only serve to momentarily divert Astrid's attention, allowing the sinister southerner to formulate and execute her plan of attack.*

"It's titty slappin time!" *Finally following up on her previous utterance, Jess disengaged completely before lashing forward and whipping the edge of her right hand against the befuddled blonde's buxom bust. The searing hot slap rippled through the air, finally landing on the tip of her target's nipple, as the tactile hit echoed throughout the stadium with a deafening "THWACK" that caused a unison gasp from the audience.*

[CaptainL]

Jess had been bad enough, but now she just had to taunt Astrid as well. That laugh felt especially grating on Astrid's ears, and she glared across at Jess, snorting a hot breath out her nostrils while her fists balled at her sides. And to say that Astrid didn't know what strength was!? That was a step too far. While the blonde normally had a laid-back attitude and had gone into the match thinking it'd be no big deal, Jess was quickly proving to be a thoroughly bothersome foe, and had gotten past Astrid's mental defenses. It wouldn't be long before her full fury was unleashed.

"You think I'm not strong? If I need to put you in the hospital to prove it, I will!" Astrid shouted back. As Jess rushed in, Astrid prepared herself to force her backwards, coiling her fingers to lock onto the redhead's. But Jess had speed comparable to her size and strength, and Astrid was thrown back against the ropes before she could get a chance to put forth her side of the test of strength. The ropes bounced back against her, but the Norwegian stayed upright, managing to catch herself as her back pressed against the cables.

She glared back at Jess, and a low growl, barely audible to anyone, escaped her. She knew that she would have to get free and show Jess what for sooner rather than later, to prove to her she wasn't playing around. So she pushed back at Jess's grip, exerting as much force as she could bring herself to, but all the same, Jess was meeting her best efforts with equal strength, the two stuck in a stalemate. Still, she thought she would begrudgingly answer this question. "What..?"

But Astrid didn't like the answer she received. She only had a brief second to react to Jess's proclaimation, her eyes going wide, before the redhead drew back a sharp slap that connected straight across her nipple. It was as if she had struck the nerve directly, as Astrid went convulsing in pain, her head rolling back as she let out a scream. She was lucky she was still backed against the ropes, as they would catch her to prevent a fall.

[SubtleRoar]

*While it was clear that Astrid did indeed possess a tremendous amount of congenital power, Jess had something she didn't- A complete and total lack of ethics. While the blonde bombshell may have been raised to believe that abiding by the rules and treating others with respect and dignity was a surefire way to garner a positive reputation, Jess had fully abdicated her role as the stereotypical, southern sweetheart and exchanged such a repugnant role for that of one far more nefarious. As the menacing shot reverberated across Astrid's perky tits, Jess couldn't help but unleash a diabolical chortle.* "AHEUKHEAUK! See? Yah ain't got a clue about true powah, sugah cube!"

*While basking in the effervescent feeling of being chided by the inflamed audience for indulging in such a cruel tactic, Jess felt as if their derogatory screams and shouts only fueled her obsession with inflicting as much damage as she possibly could.* "But don't fret too much, honey- because here in a sec, yah ain't gonna be awake enough tah feel a thang!" *Keen on taking full advantage on her stunned prey, Jess squatted down into a three point stance, rolling her head in a clockwise fashion before sticking her arm out in a horizontal fashion.*

*She did, however, take a moment to ogle her work- The canvass of pain she had colored Astrid's voluptuous body with was strikingly magnificent- She seemed groggy, undoubtedly fatigued by the grueling anguish that Jess's malicious slap had sent through her hefty chest.* "Tell the sandman that ah say hi, darlin~" *And with that, Jess would take to the skies, soaring forward before finally slamming her forearm directly into Astrid's gigantic bust, a fiendish smirk inching its way across her face.*

[CaptainL]

The sting wouldn't leave Astrid's boob right away, and she was left on the mat, wincing and waiting it out for the pain to reside. Perhaps luckily, though, Jess was doing a good enough job of keeping her mind off the pain with how she was taunting her, and even in such a groggy state she could still hear what the redhead was saying. "Hmph..!" she shouted back to Jess, looking up at her with her eyes narrowed. "Don't think this means anything! All it means is that you're a cheat!"

Before she had a chance to say anything else, though, Jess managed to get in another blow, one Astrid had missed the windup for in the haze her mind was swimming in. Before she knew it, she felt another pain exploding in her chest as Jess hit a clothesline, smashing straight into the Norwegian with plenty of force. Astrid let out another scream, the pain even worse when it hit a target that was already sore from the cowgirl's previous blow. The force was so great it sent Astrid toppling back from the sitting position she was in, and her back slammed into the mat, shaking the canvas as she was left reeling from the impact.

[SubtleRoar]

*The instant the Texan Tank tossed her prodigious frame against the equally enormous body the blonde boasted, the crowd gasped in horror- Their shining star of the ring had finally come crashing down to earth, and none other than the terror of the west had tossed her lasso around her and brought her down with a heaping help of reality.* "See?" *Jess barked in a raspy voice, immensely fatigued from the physically demanding gambit she had just executed, slowly picking herself up at the dismay of the crowd. Everyone had firmly believed that Astrid would be able to tolerate such high levels of damage, but even so, she is only human- And every human has their limits.* "Y..ya'll ain't nothin..b..but bluster..a..and bullshit!"

*Her statement was, unsurprisingly, followed up by a furious tempest of derogatory shouts that warmed the terrorizing texan's heart.* "Awww, ya'll are screamin at lil ol me? How kind of yah~" *She twirled around on her heels, giving the hostile audience a cheeky bow before returning to her wounded prey- She wasn't about to make the same mistake twice, and given the golden opportunity presented to her, needed to capitalize on it while the meat was still fresh.*

"Now, it's time tah introduce yah to a hometown favorite." *Keeping herself balanced, Jess lurched down and snagged both of Astrid's legs in tandem. She had a lovely pair of supple gams, and Jess wasn't about to ignore that fact. Puckering her lips, she gave Astrid's inner, left thigh a moist kiss before sending a flirtatious wink her way.* "Iff'n you were anyone else, I wouldah had more fun with yah...oh well~" *Allowing that statement to sink in, Jess rolled her body over and crossed Astrid's legs, executing a painfully sharp cloverleaf!*

[CaptainL]

Astrid came crashing down, and was left with a groan as she did. Even if Jess might've been tiring herself out with her efforts, it wasn't much comfort for Astrid, who was taking the brunt of the punishment. All she could do was growl under her breath, shouting back at Jess. "I'm not! I...I'll prove you wrong!" she snapped from where she lay in response to the Texan's jabs. Of course, she was starting to run out of verbal ammunition just as she was getting winded. She could only hope to last long enough for a second wind.

Watching Jess showboating for the crowd, Astrid clenched her teeth, starting to shake as she grew tense. The sight made her sick, thinking of how Jess thought she could walk all over her like she owned the show. Astrid knew full well she didn't deserve the attention. She was no true sportswoman, with her ruthless disregard not only to her opponents and the rules of the game, but to the very people who came to see her. Everything she did made a mockery of all she stood for.

While she was occupied with her thoughts, Astrid left herself open for Jess to pick her up by the legs - but what happened next surprised her. The Norwegian went red in the face when Jess leaned in to kiss the inside of her thigh, taking her attention to a rather close and sensitive place. Astrid didn't know what to think of it, with such a flirtatious gesture coming from someone she knew only disdain for. Was she trying to play mind games?

Unfortunately Astrid didn't have much time to think about this, as Jess was quick to turn her over and execute a cloverleaf hold. Instantly, the previous ponderings were gone from Astrid's mind, as she knew only pain. The blonde let out a scream as the shock went through her body. "GAAHH..!! Let...let go-!" she cried out, throwing her body from side to side in the hopes of doing something to offset Jess's hold. If that wouldn't go anywhere, Astrid hoped to reach out to grab the ropes. She needed to get out of this some way or another, she knew that as much.