A Gutbusting Debut - Allie Magalei vs. Tara Jaeger

[Bare]

Nearly winning the match had it not been for a cocky pin attempt Tara sought to end the match in a way that would leave no questions, no avenue of reprieve or a glimmer of hope for the Samoan Prodigy. That being Tara's finisher, the hypertension. A hold so thorough and tight that there'd be no way out, and with the belly claw in addition to it, the pain would almost surely be more than even this tough rookie was capable of taking, and Tara was oh so looking forward to making her tap.

Sure enough as Tara thought the submission had Allie screaming and thrashing in pain, but with nearly all of her limbs locked down, and her only free leg far away from striking distance, Tara had this match all but in the bag. All she had to do was lie back and wait, focusing solely on keeping the hold locked in as tight as possible to insure that Allie wouldn't be able to escape.

However, in her haste to end this fight Tara had forgotten a singular small, but crucial detail that would come to bite her in the ass... that being their proximity to the ropes from Tara's own offense not even a few minutes ago. While escape wasn't possible physically from Allie, the girl even seemingly on the verge of passing out from pain, or so Tara thought until with a sudden gasp of life Tara felt an explosion of movement!

"Rope break!"

"Wha?" Tara asked in confusion, looking side to side before finally setting her eyes on the ankle hooked over the rope which sure enough... "I said rope break Tara! Release your hold!" Registering the ref's words with a soft blink Tara would do as asked, letting the legs of her opponent go as she sat back, looking stunned that Allie had enough fortitude to resist and get the rope break.

That stunned silence would soon turn into a growl of frustration however. "God dammit!" Tara hissed, hitting the mat before trying to climb atop Allie, straddling her as Tara lifted her arm up, trying to go for a ground and pound on the Samoan prodigy while she was still down on the mat!

[TickTock]

Allie was sure she would've had to tap out if it wasn't for the ropes being just within reach of her foot. A shameful thought, forced to give up when her debut match was one where she desperately needed to make her impression, but the reality nonetheless. That combined with her only being able to kick out because of a cocky pin by Tara made her realize that she was beaten twice if not for luck and lapses in the Stretcher's mind. Mistakes that she assuredly wouldn't make again. Though again, that was introspect she needed to take when she was done with the match. Not while she still laid on the mat, practically drooling as the hold was finally released due to the rope break.

Every second that Tara took, be it being in disbelief, frustration, or arguing with the ref was one Allie took to suck back in breath. To recover as best as she could. She survived, if only barely, and needed to get back into this match somehow, knowing those lapses were just as much on the mind of Tara's as it was her own. And it was only going to fuel another beat-down that Allie was confident no one could bare, especially not her. And while her recovery didn't last as long as she would've liked, as the veteran mounted her once more, it was going to have to do.

Seeing that fist raised, Allie could tell what Tara was going for. A ground-and-pound to make the prodigy loopy, if not knock her out entirely, and easily susceptible to any further stomach attack. It wasn't something she could afford to take, and thankfully, her moments of recovery allowed her a chance to defend herself.

That first punch came down, and Allie's palm intercepted it, just catching that fist in time before it cracked the Samoan in the jaw. The smack of which was heard even in the higher rows, as those hard knuckles were halted mere inches from the rookie's face. And if Tara tried another, Allie was prepared to do it again and catch her other fist too, once more just in the nick of time. Her grip was not stable, and any sort of force from the Stretcher would assuredly break the prodigy's hold and leave her vulnerable once more. Which was why Allie had to counterattack now. But how, with her hands tied up and her legs unable to stretch back enough to land any sort of convincing blow?

By using her family gift, of course.

A time old tradition, and Allie had to hope it held just as strong now, as she managed to push her upper body up, along with her head which reared back, just to thrust forward and smash her forehead right against the abs of Tara's! Samoans were known for their thick skulls⁠—at least in the wrestling world⁠—and the prodigy could only hope hers was thick enough to hurt the Stretcher good enough to at least break that mount, if not more.

[Bare]

Tara was frustrated, angry, wanting to end this match here and now already before Allie had a chance to recover, ironically enough since she just gave her at least a minute to do so. Regardless however Tara wasn't going to let it stop her, she was going to end this here and now! Forcing Allie to roll over onto her back and mounting the Samoan girl Tara immediately swung her fist down, trying to lay into the girl with a ground and pound to stun her, or better yet knock her out, whichever came first.

However much to Tara's shock the first punch she sent the girl's way was caught by the Samoan! "The hell!?" Tara asked before on instinct swinging her other fist down, trying to drive it into the face of Allie as well, only for the girl to once again manage to grab it! "Why you.." Tara growled, glaring down at Allie, only for everything to go blank for a second once the debuting wrestler sat up and shot her head forward, driving her skull into Tara's stomach with a massive, hard hitting head but straight into her abs!

"GUAH!" Tara gasped out in pain, all of the air in her lungs driven out of her from the impact. Immediately her unsuspecting abs collapsed in around her foe's skull, Tara not able to stay sitting on the woman collapsed off the Samoan girl, falling onto her side while clutching her stomach, curling up as she started dry heaving, trying to suck in air and keep it down. Needless to say Allie's head but worked, and now the debuting wrestler had a chance to act while Tara continued to squirm in agony on the mat.

[TickTock]

It was an act of desperation, no doubt about it. With Allie just being able to prevent those fists from crashing against her face, she knew she needed to strike quickly. And thus, she threw her head forward, right towards those hard abs. It wasn't lost on the prodigy that it was an awkward strike attempt, her head torquing awkwardly in order to connect, but all she could hope for was that it would land on target and do what it was intended to do: get Tara off of her.

And upon hearing Tara gasp out, and feeling those seemingly impenetrable abs collapse and soften against her forehead, relief briefly washed over Allie. It worked alright, and the Belly Stretcher collapsed to the side of the prodigy, desperately gasping for air. But that relief soon turned to desperation of her own, as she realized the situation she was in. One of the fiercest belly fighters in the company had almost put her away on numerous occasions, and if allowed a third chance, it'd surely put an end to things, whether Allie liked it or not.

She needed to act now.

And thus, while she would've enjoyed further rest, Allie rolled over and yanked herself up using the very ropes that had saved her just a minute ago. The urgency in the debuting wrestler was clear in the way her boots slipped against the mat in the process, but she did get to her feet, and rushed over to the Belly Stretcher. Her hands messily grabbed the hair of Tara's and pulled her back up to her feet and, still remembering the way her abs softened before, Allie blasted her knee forward, slamming right against the center of her compromised stomach!

[Bare]

Allie's headbut had done a big number on Tara's stomach, immediately breaking through the defenses of Tara's already weakened abs leaving the woman breathless and unable to do much of anything as she collapsed off of Allie's lap and to her side, gasping and coughing in pain. "Gnnnnhhh... Agh..." Gasping and whining softly still Tara would at least try and roll over to her hand and knees, attempting to at least try and push herself back up.

Unfortunately for her however her opponent had beaten her to the punch and reached down to seize a handful of Tara's hair to force her to her feet before she was able to do so on her own accord. "Ngh." Grunting softly as a pang of pain went through her from being forced to stand up Tara would look her opponent in the eyes, knowing that she wouldn't be able to stop whatever she tried to do next.

What came though was an absolutely brutal knee right to the stomach that immediately blew through whatever defenses Tara had left in her stomach, utterly crushing her abs as Allie's threatened to near break Tara in half over it. "GAHHHHHHH!!!" Yelling out in pain from the blow Tara's legs would almost immediately buckle and break under her, leaving her to collapse, only held up by Allie's hand on her hair, totally defenseless before the Samoan prodigy!

[TickTock]

Tara's attack on Allie had been so damaging that the Samoan nearly forgot the extent of damage she herself had gotten in on the Belly Stretcher. That failed suicide dive and those repeated knee strikes on the outside buttered her up, and while her more experienced adversary was able to shrug it off before and seem dominant in her assault on the prodigy, it was now all catching up to her. That headbutt had opened back up every fiber of pain inflicted onto Tara before, and now Allie just needed to continue attacking, no matter what.

And that knee of Allie's, she put her all into it. So much exertion nearly caused her to collapse, her stomach still screaming at her from the Bolt Break and the Hypertension from before. But the sound of that fleshy smack, Tara's cry ringing out through the arena, it told the tale, and while Allie may have stumbled from the effort, the Stretcher collapsed entirely, held up entirely by the fist gripping her hair. And while the Samoan prodigy held no ill will towards her opponent, she couldn't help but feel satisfaction from that.

But the job wasn't done yet.

Releasing Tara's hair, she would've likely fallen to the mat if not for Allie suddenly dipping herself down and charging forward. Slamming her shoulder against those defenseless abs, the debutee picked up the Stretcher and carried her forward, all the way to the corner in which Allie slammed her against it! But not done yet, she dug her feet firmly against the mat and gripped the middle ropes, pulling her body back, before slamming her shoulder forward right against that stomach! And again, and again, and again! Repeatedly bashing that shoulder against Tara's belly, each thrown with the intent to destroy and batter those already wrecked abs, and leave them at their weakest for Allie's final attack.

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Armor broken so to speak Tara was totally and completely stunned, helpless even. All the breath was driven from her lungs, leaving her in capable of doing anything as she remained held up solely thanks to the effort of Allie who continued to hold her hair. A grace that would soon end and Tara would have surely collapsed to the mat had she been allowed too, but her foe had other plans as instead Tara found Allie's shoulder driven into her stomach!

"BLERGH!!!" She yelled out in pain, getting taken right off her feet and carried a good bit away until her back was slammed into the corner rather forcefully, shaking the whole post! Worse yet it left Tara's body pinned between the corner and Allie's own body. This being a position that Allie was definitely going to make the most of as she began to fire her body forward, thrusting her shoulder into Tara's gut repeatedly!

"NGH! UGH! AGH! GAH!" Yelling in pain with each thrust of Allie's shoulder into her defenseless abs Tara's body would jerk upwards and back, her face contorting into deeper and deeper agony as her abs were tenderized into oblivion, leaving her breathless, unable to do a thing as the Samoan prodigy continued to destroy her abs more and more with each shoulder thrust!

[TickTock]

Every moment was rushed, and such aggression was not befitting of Allie, who was known for her bright spirit and joyful passion for the business. But that was how it was in the big leagues, when there was so much to lose. That was how it was in belly matches, when you face the best of the best. They will decimate you if you allow them, as the Samoan prodigy figured out when she was at the mercy of the Belly Stretcher. Their brutality was unlike anything she had witnessed before, unlike anything she had felt before. While other matches were certainly aggressive and painful, nothing was like having someone tear another's stomach apart without mercy. To turn muscles to mush.

As Tara was feeling now. Allie didn't allow herself a moment to even think, slamming her shoulder as hard as she could against that stomach. Each bash sent a fleshy smack ringing through the arena, just in case anyone in the audience or watching at home doubted the power behind such thrusts, and if the agony contorting Tara's face was not convincing enough. And it only stopped when Allie felt herself at her apex, her adrenaline running at a high she never felt before. And the prodigy wasted no movement, scooping Tara up and flipping her body, pushing her upside-down self against the corner, and tying her legs up along the top turnbuckle in a Tree of Woe position, before stepping back.

The excitement of being in the ring, in front of so many fans, realizing her dream... to the crushing agony and helplessness of having her stomach so precisely picked apart, the dismay of letting down her family, the realization that this match could've ended in her defeat. All of that was fueling Allie to finish this, once and for all. One misstep, an allowance to Tara to catch her breath would likely bring on a second wave that the debutee could not handle. And as her back touched the opposite corner, she felt that entire rush course through her veins. This was what wrestling was all about. This was her dream.

Like a bolt of lightning, Allie then charged forward. Great speed turning into a mighty leap, with the new generation of Magalei ducking her body down, prepared to drill Tara's abs with her absolute best shot, and hit her family's own Magalei Spear!

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[Bare]

Tara was all but helpless in the corner, unable to do anything in response as her debuting opponent repeatedly bashed her shoulder into her stomach, over and over again with brutal speed and efficiency that utterly pulverized her abs. Leaving Tara unable to even continue groaning in pain with how little air she had to work with in her lungs. When the thrusts finally stopped Tara would slump forward, her eyes going half lidded, seemingly out of it to the point that if Allie went for a pin here she may just get it!

That didn't seem to be how the Samoan girl was going to play it however. Instead she was looking to be thorough, and Tara was in just the state neccessary for the girl to do exactly what she wanted in order to succeed! Picked up and turned upside down before getting hung up in the corner upside down Tara would groan softly in displeasure but was otherwise stuck in the all too familiar position, it being one Kyoko had used on her many a time before in their past matches. But now she was in it from a new opponent, forced to watch as Allie backed up further and further from her, building up a scary amount of distance for what would surely be a devastating move!

Like a deer trapped in headlight Tara could only watch in silent horror as Allie then charged forward, lowering herself as she came in towards Tara, leaping forward and coming crashing in like a rocker, right into Tara's already devastated abs! "!!!!!!!!!!" Tara wanted to scream but she couldn't, her jaw unhinged and her face told the story, but she couldn't verbalize it, anything that was left of her abs was just gone after the spear from Allie, the sheer impact jarring Tara's legs loose from where they had been tied. Folding in half over Allie's body and collapsing face first onto the canvas Tara would lay there listlessly, the rise and fall of her chest being the only real sign that she was even still alive after the herculean spear!

[TickTock]

Allie's shoulder was strained from the amount of bashes she had unleashed alongside the power of each, but she couldn't focus on that now. Once she stopped, she witnessed Tara slumping, likely on a descent to the mat if unimpeded, and while she could get the pin if she let her fall, that wasn't what Allie needed. Allie needed to guarantee this win, least Tara finds herself with even a moment of rest to allow her to get back into this. That helplessness she felt at the mercy of the Belly Stretcher, she couldn't allow it again. The look in her eyes as she dominated the rookie was likely to be in Allie's mind for more than just this night, and she was a boogeyman Allie needed to put down for good.

Setting up Tara in that tree of woe position, Allie backed up, slapping her aching shoulder, willing herself to ignore the pain in it and focus on this last attack. A move she had practiced many times over. To drive yourself into your opponent full speed and slam your shoulder against their torso, it was a move that had been in wrestling for quite some time, but the Magaleis thought of a new way to deliver it. When it hit while standing, it was deadly, but the opponent being standing was the issue. It left them with too much counter play; opportunities to dodge or counter were aplenty. And that's where the tree of woe came in, taking away those chances to dodge or counter due to the opponent being suspended and unable to move their bodies.

The referees disallowed suspending your opponent on the ropes, but they were never there for long: all you needed was just one shot.

Blasting straight into Tara, the impact was felt throughout the arena, sweat flying from the both of them. "AAGH!" Allie yelled, falling back and gripping her shoulder, feeling it throb after slamming so hard against her opponent. But Tara was far worse off, falling out of her suspended position and falling right onto her face. Blinking, Allie's urgency made her ignore the pain in her, grabbing onto the limp body of the Stretcher and rolling her over onto her back. Taking a quick mental note of their position near the ropes, Allie quickly grabbed onto Tara and pulled her just out of arm reach of that lifeline, and wrapped both of her arms around the legs of Tara's to hook them high for a deep pin!

While Allie was always sure that the spear was able to finish off anyone, suddenly, as she laid with her back atop her opponent, she suddenly wasn't sure. All she could do was close her eyes and pray.

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