The Red Menace

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Ashley maintained eye contact with Garlim at all times, she was not going to let herself be fooled again by the Blonde's speed. The Brit raised her guard and stared at each of Garlim's movements. The Blonde began walking around the ring while the redhead followed her at a safe distance, each measuring the other, looking for openings in their game. Pondering who was gonna make the first move.

Suddenly, Garlim rushed forward, locking arms with the redhead in a rowdy collar-and-elbow tie-up, a classic test of strength. A position the redhead had found herself countless times before in her career, never backing down from one, and this was definitely not gonna be the first time. Ashley answered the challenge by receiving Garlim with open arms, instantly getting into position to give the Blonde the contest of her life, as she was keen on not conceding a single inch. Ashley pushed forward with all her might, looking to throw Garlim off-balance. Her back muscles tensed as she aimed to beat the blonde in her own game with overwhelming force.

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“Huff!” exclaimed Garlim, her gaze fixed on Ashley as the two women collided in a grapple. Garlim's muscles strained against Ashley's, and the blonde goddess flushed with exertion as she sought the strength to match the redhead's ferocity. For an instant, it seemed that neither would relent, their arms interlocked in a fierce test of will. But then, Garlim's eyes flashed with a hint of mischief, and she began to shift her weight, using her legs to propel herself forward and push Ashley back.

The blonde goddess squeezed Ashley's arms tighter, and leaned into her, her breath hot against the redhead's ear. “You can't hold me down, pretty face.” whispered Garlim, her voice husky and defiant. With a sudden burst of strength, Garlim propelled herself upward, using the momentum to send Ashley tumbling backward across the ring.

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The pressure between the two powerhouses became unbearable; both girls pushed with all their might, not giving the other a second to breathe.

Ashley gritted her teeth; her arms began to ache, but she wasn't going to be the one to give up. She continued her powerful push against the blonde. The ring began to shake as the two girls intensified their struggle. Two titans fighting for dominance in the early going.

Suddenly, Garlim pushed forward with her entire body, surprising Ashley. The redhead was thrown backward by the sudden impact.

"You dare?" Ashley's rage was palpable. The British woman wouldn't allow Garlim to make a fool of her again, however. Ashley quickly bounced off the ring ropes and, using the momentum gained, raised one leg, intending to hit Garlim in her broad chest with a thunderous Big Boot.

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The blonde goddess's powerful thrust sent Ashley crashing against the ropes. For a second, Garlim smiled with satisfaction at the thought of emerging victorious from this test of strength. But her expression suddenly changed when Ashley took advantage of the momentum of the ropes to quickly land a hard blow to Garlim's chest. "Uh-huh!" The blonde goddess let out a muffled scream, feeling her upper body pushed hard enough to knock her back and send her rolling to the mat.

Garlim's reaction time is quite quick, especially for frontal attacks. But she was rarely prepared for such powerful moves, which left her vulnerable and with no time to react.

Once she rolled over, Garlim sat for a second with her head down before finally collapsing back onto the mat. She gasped as she stared straight up at the ceiling, unsure of what had just happened.

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A great feeling of satisfaction filled the redhead once she saw her busty opponent rolling on the mat, and finally landing on her back, dazed and staring at the ceiling. Taking down an opponent as massive as Garlim with a single blow was an achievement in itself.


"That will teach you." Ashley smirked.

The British gal was quick to continue with her offense by rushing toward her downed opponent and jumping high onto the air. Ashley extended her arm and flexed her elbow pointing it downwards as she fell. Aiming to hit Garlim in the middle of her gut with a hefty elbow drop.

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As she looked up at the ceiling, Ashley's shadow loomed over her before delivering a hard blow to her stomach. Garlim let out a muffled scream, and the redheaded Ala's elbow sank into her abdomen, softening her midsection and knocking the wind out of her.

Once she lay back on the mat, she experienced mild contractions. The blonde goddess coughed a little and tried to roll toward the ropes, trying to get ready. Although the impact was hard, Garlim couldn't help but smile mischievously, something inside her beginning to burst with excitement.

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Ashley smiled, feeling her elbow sinking deep into the Blonde's abdominals. "How's that feel, darlin'? "

Garlim was definitely a strong girl, the Brit could fully attest to that after their first exchange from earlier, but even she had to feel the effects of an elbow drop from someone the size of Ashley. This very fact gave Ashley all the motivation she needed to continue with her attack.

However, something caught Ashley's attention. A grin spread across the blonde's face. The redhead was puzzled by this.

"The hell are you smiling about?" Ashley asked. Watching the Blonde gal crawling toward the ropes. The English woman walked next to her and grabbed a hold of one of Garlim's legs to try and pull her to the center of the ring.

If Ashley was successful, she would then attempt to trap her busty opponent in a single leg boston crab.

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Ashley seemed baffled by Garlim's reaction to the hard blow. The truth is, not even Garlim herself could explain it; she simply seemed to find the situation amusing. The blonde goddess reached for the bottom rope, but Ashley instantly grabbed one of her legs and began dragging her back to the center of the ring. Garlim's large bust and arms slid smoothly across the surface of the ring, and Garlim's chin even rested on her breasts.

Garlim looked back curiously, appreciating Ashley's imposing figure before she began to bend her body in a very painful way. "AAAAAAHH!" The blonde goddess shuddered at the sensation of her hips being stretched. Shocks of pain immediately ran through her leg, and Garlim shook her head from side to side, instinctively shaking her head at the pain.

The blonde goddess grunted as she ran her fingertips over the mat as her body contorted, but this kind of hold wouldn't be enough to damage one of her strongest parts. Garlim pushed herself up, placing her hands firmly on the mat, lifting her upper body with a push-up using all her strength.

If this knocked Ashley off balance, Garlim would kick the mat with her trapped leg to free herself from the hold.

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Ashley chuckled. She had the blonde firmly in her grasp, and the Brit was ready to bring the pain by yanking her leg hard, successfully performing a perfect single-legged Boston crab. Twisting Garlin's limb mercilessly. Ashley was still puzzled by Garlin's initial reaction. Why was she smiling so much? This only fueled Ashley's rage even more.

Now, in the middle of the ring, sitting on Garlim's back, the blonde's painful moans were like music to Ashley's ears. The redhead could imagine herself surrounded by boos and hisses from the crowd if this were an official match. Instead, the only witness present was E'isa, who watched intently. Ashley had to admit she found it quite amusing how the brunette took her improv role as a referee so seriously.

Suddenly, Ashley's attention returned to the blonde. Out of nowhere, Garlim began to resist, pushing her leg down in an attempt to escape. Ashley tensed her arms to prevent Garlim from breaking free, but the blonde's efforts proved insurmountable. Garlim kicked out with her leg, pushing Ashley forward and forcing her to release. Ashley landed on all fours and closer to the ropes on the other side of the ring.

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Garlim groaned, rubbing her aching leg as she stood up, her chest heaving with exertion. "Where are you going?" Garlim said, a mixture of pain and amusement in her voice. Seeing Ashley flee toward the ropes, the blonde goddess had a momentary glimmer in her eyes.

She'd been in this situation before, but in reverse. At that moment, her opponent executed a dropkick, an impact that left her gasping on the mat. Garlim didn't know much about spectacular wrestling moves; she considered them ridiculous... But this seemed like a worthy opportunity, and she was excellent at copying techniques just by seeing them.

The blonde goddess flashed a mischievous smile and looked toward the ropes behind her, which she immediately headed for at high speed, colliding with her back to tighten the ropes. The momentum carried her back into the ring where she picked up speed, and when she reached the middle of the ring, she jumped high and quickly extended her legs forward to land a powerful dropkick on Ashley's chest.