Francisca “Devil Cat” Hererra vs Allison Tumbleweed

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Francisca smirked at Allison's bluster, fully confident in her impending victory over the dozy cowgirl. She swaggered into the centre of the ring, arms raised for a test of strength.

However, her opponent it seemed, did not want to play the Devil Cat's game. As Francisca came out, Allison suddenly rushed from the corner with speed that took the curvaceous Costa-Rican by surprise! Before she could react Allison charged forward and scooped her up, dumping the luchadora into a painful spinebuster!

"AIIGH!" she squealed as she was planted into the canvas, her back taking the brunt of the impact. Her arms flopped past her head against the canvas as she was momentarily stunned, vulnerable to Allison's follow-up.

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Allison had no intention on letting the sultry luchador gain another advantage by distracting the cowgirl in what looked to be a test but Allison wouldn’t find out because she didn’t engage with it.

Instead the cowgirl dashed forward, bent low and proceeded to scoop Francisca high into the air so she could come crashing down onto the canvas. Not wasting anytime to allow her to get her bearings, Allison would immediately straddle the luchador’s waist and loom above her. This may be a smother match but that doesn’t mean that strikes were prohibited, and Allison proved so when she sent a powerful left cross to Francisca’s cheek. Followed by another, and another, and another.

When she believed that the Devil cat was good and dazed, the cowgirl would wrap her arms around her head and shove her into her chest for a breast smother. She would hold on tightly and ensure that no air could escape through.

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Francisca lay beneath Allison, stunned by the spinebuster impact, but things only got worse a moment later as her opponent straddled her, and unleashed a rain of punches on the downed Costa Rican. She yelped in pain as the blows rattled her skull from side to side until she lay moaning, her vision swimming and head aching from the assault.

The next thing she knew, Allison's arms wrapped around her head, and Francisca found her face buried between the cowgirl's plump breasts!

"MMMPPHHH!" she shrieked in protest as Allison's chest descended over her face, smothering the luchadora in the hot darkness of her foe's bosom. She kicked wildly, hips jerking as she tried to throw her opponent off, hands pawing at Allison's body in desperation.

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Not willing to let the devil cat have any chance at possibly retaking the advantage Allison made sure to keep the pressure up and to switch tactics enough that the luchadora wouldn’t be able to get used to it and find a way out. Left and rights hit the Cats head so much that when Allison had finally finished it looked as if the luchadors eyes could have rolled into the back of her head.

But a knockout like this wasn’t the name of the game so Allison had to play by the rules so when she believed that Francisca was dazed enough the blonde cowgirl wrapped her arms around the woman’s head and pressed her face first into her voluptuous chest.

Francisca immediately began to buck and struggle but Allison wasn’t budging and instead only squeezed tighter than before. ”Come on darlin, go to sleep. You know you want to.”

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Francisca's head was swimming from the lack of air - she couldn't believe that this oaf had managed to turn the tables on her so swiftly. Struggling wildly, panting against Allison's ample bust, she tried to find some area of purchase on her opponent's body to give her the leverage to escape.

Bridging her body up in desperation, her failing hands eventually found purchase in the blond locks of her adversary's hair. Without a second thought, the Devil Cat tried to yank Allison's head to the side, uncaring of the boos that would come from such unsporting behavior. All she wanted to do was loosen the cowgirl's grip long enough to slither free and try get some breath back...

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Allison was certain that she had the second round in the bag. She just assumed that it would only be a matter of time until Francisca’s wild struggling finally died down and the sensual luchador finally went to sleep. Sadly it wasn’t that easy as Francisca’s flailing hands eventually managed to land on the cowgirls blondes hair. When she found it the Devil cat wasted little time before tugging on it in hopes of getting free.

”Gah! Grr! Let go you little!” Allison growled out as she tried to ignore the pain in her scalp from Francisca’s fingers. But Allison could only do so much when the Devil cat suddenly bridged her body and turned to the side. It was there that the cowgirl abandoned her hold and rolled away. Rubbing her head she glared at the luchador across from her and quickly made her way to her feet before marching back towards her.

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Francisca managed to get her claws into Allison's hair, yanking the American off balance long enough for her to throw her off to one side. She gasped for relief, sucking in a huge lungful of air as her opponent's breasts were finally lifted from her face, and rolling away panting for breath.

Ignoring the boos and jeers from the crowd after her dirty move, the Devil Cat scrambled away on all fours, trying to reach the ropes and put some distance between herself and the cowgirl so she could recover.

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Allison had the Devil Cat right where she wanted her, it would only take a little bit before she finally lost consciousness in the cowgirls chest. At least, that’s what Allison thought as suddenly she felt the luchadors fingers digging into her scalp and pulling her hair. Letting out a surprised hiss, the blonde was forced to roll off of Francisca and release her from the smother.

But if she thought that she could escape that easily after doing that, then the Devil Cat had another thing coming. Letting out a growl the cowgirl stood back up and marched to where the luchador was trying to crawl away. “What’s wrong darlin? I thought we were having a wonderful time!” Allison said as she grabbed her by her hair and yanked her back to her feet before putting and arm over her shoulder. There she would pick the luchador up and slam her back down in a fallaway slam.

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Francisca tried to escape the cowgirl's clutches, crawling for the safety of the ropes, but Allison had other ideas. She heard her opponent's words, but before she could react she found herself caught and dragged to her feet by her hair! She struggled weakly, hands pawing at Allison's grip, but the cowgirl swiftly scooped her up, lifting the luchadora with ease. The next instant Francisca found herself sailing through the air as her opponent executed the fallaway slam!

"AGGHHH!" the Devil Cat yowled as she slammed into the canvas, clutching at the small of her back at the pain. Eyes screwed shut and legs kicking weakly after the slam, she was in no fit state to counter Allison's follow-up!

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Francisca tried to crawl away, to escape and recover but Allison wouldn’t allow it and soon enough was upon her once more. She was more annoyed from the hair pulling than in pain and she wanted to show the Devil cat how annoyed she was as she yanked her up by her hair. From there it was simply easy to pull her arm over her neck and pick her up before falling backwards for a fall away slam.

”Alright darlin, lets try this again shall we.” And with that Allison moved towards her and rolled her to her back. In a sort of ironic justice, Allison would then proceed to sit on the luchadors face, similar to how she had done to her earlier. As a final insult, the cowgirl would then grope and squeeze the cats breasts.