"The Goliath's Gauntlet- Jess vs Alice!"

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"Hey, you listenin tah me?! I SAID that ya'll couldn't count sheep if they were leapin up right in front of yah!" *The ornery rancher continued her belligerent tirade with a superfluous amount of detestation in her voice, inadvertently leaving herself open for whatever it was Alice had waiting in the wings. However, just as Jess thought she was on the verge of getting somewhere, she felt a tingling sensation ensnare the flanks of her throat. It was a rather odd feeling, but she wasn't given the luxury to dwell on it for too long...*

"THUNK!" *And in a heartbeat, the momentum had shifted into Alice's favor, as the gargantuan herder felt the wrath of a woman who had copious amounts of pent up aggression stored within her diminutive frame. Almost as if her towering body was weightless, the ginger bully had been flipped upside down, her entire physique capsized in a mere matter of seconds, her skull cracking against the reinforced titanium!*

"Uuggghh..." *While she still retained the same level of ire towards her adversary, Jess had began to develop more than just a vestige of respect for the tenacious spitfire- The crimson bulldozer had never experienced this degree of anguish before, and to have it executed so swiftly and efficiently upon her was...exhilarating to say the least. While she laid limp against the canvas, Jess couldn't help but to blush from the tactile pleasure Alice had inflicted upon her.* "Hhmm..m...more...~"

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"...more...?", Alice would repeat after Jess, entering a sort of bloodied trance as the large cowgirl laid at her feet:

"I'll give you more...Freaking masochist...", Alice would say, as she turned away...and the first thing that caught her eye upon doing that was a stapler gun.

She stepped towards it, biting her lip as she tried to ignore the pain in her spine, picking up the stapler gun, before she checked that, indeed, there was a set of staples installed ahead of time.

Alice would walk back towards the downed cowgirl, sitting atop her back with the staple gun in hand:

"I'll give you so much you'll piss yourself at the thought of fighting me again..."

With the sinister proclamation, Alice would put the staple gun's head to the lower part of Jess's back...pausing for just a moment in a weird feeling of deja vu, feeling as if she did something like this before...and yet, it was slipping her memory somehow...

Dashing distracting thoughts from her head, Alice pressed on the trigger, inserting a metalic staple straight into the Cowgirl's back!

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*As she remained sedentary from the excruciating pain traveling up her backside, Jess couldn't resist the urge to release an enamored* "Ooooh...~" *At the thought of Alice administering an even higher level of unmitigated anguish. It was as if the alabaster sadist somehow knew what key ingredients to use in her concoction to exact a perfect form of retribution, but as it was becoming more and more evident, Jess wasn't about to turn away a golden opportunity to indulge in her masochist fetish.*

*However, as her sordid imagination began to wander through the scenarios that could potentially play out between herself and the diminutive anarchist, she instantaneously felt a sharp, unrelenting pain in the center of her spine!* "HHHHGGRRRH!" *She subsequently hissed out, chomping down against her bottom lip to try and mitigate the eye-watering sensation nearly coaxing out a whimper of genuine pain.*

"I..izzat..t..the b..best y..ya'll..c..can muster up?" *Somehow, some way, the tenacious texan wasn't lying on her death bed just yet! Rallying every ounce of mental fortitude she could summon, clutching her wounded backside while trying to climb the dangling ropes that seemed to be teasing her inability to reach them.*

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Once the staple was secure at Jess's back, the cowgirl let out a cry of anguish, as the attack would awaken the cowgirl, prompting her up to her feet, Alice safely rolling off of the Ginger Titan before rising onto her feet...and smiling in a sadistic manner at the site of the cowgirl's bleeding back.

"Ahahahaha...I could staple your tits, y'know...or your crotch...", the Pale Rider would describe, slowly walking towards the large woman as she tried to reach the ropes, seemingly to escape the sadistic Brit!

Once close to the corner, Alice would climb onto the middle rope to reach the back of Alice's neck, nailing a clubbing blow to daze the cowgirl!

From there, the Brit would secure her foe's head at her shoulder, and climb with her feet onto the top rope, before jumping off and flipping in midair, looking to drive Jess, neck...and more importantly, wounded back for a Shiranui!

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*Upon hearing the vague threat from the tiny terror, Jess felt a tingle of unmitigated lust ripple through her spine. She knew it could become a tangible reality if given the right amount of provocation, but she needed to focus on what was more important- Seizing victory from her dire situation!*

"Hmm..i..izzat so..?" *However, her mouth continued to prattle on without an iota of thought, continuing to goad the alabaster calamity into pummeling her even more, which she promptly did without hesitation!*

"W..what the...?!" *Lacking the chance to prevent Alice from delivering her devastating blow, Jess's skull was introduced to the ground like a meteorite colliding into earth, sending her crash landing with a sickening* "THUMP!'

*As the crowd rained down applause for the tenacious Alice, Jess couldn't seem to muster the energy to reclaim what was rightfully hers. As the seconds slipped by her, it was becoming abundantly apparent that she just might taste the bitter sensation of defeat!*

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By all logic of the way a human body works, Alice should've been just a miserable pile on the floor. There is no way a lady, let alone her size, could do what she was doing after taking the amount of punishment she recieved...

...and in truth, Alice herself felt like her body was running on it's last reserves, the adrenaline rushing through her barely holding her together against the Texan Tyrant. Her body was shaking, she wanted to drop on the floor and let the sleep from the fatigue take her...

...but the amount of punishment she was delivering to Jess...all the pain she was inflicting on the cowgirl was filling her with so much excitement, she simply couldn't lie down. The feel of the battle against her heavyweight foe was simply too great to pass up upon, as the beautiful, curvy cowgirl's features twisted in pain...

The Pale Rider grabbed Jess by her ginger hair, and tried to drag her towards the middle of the ring...which took a while, and several jerks of her red-ish mane, due to Alice's inherent lack of strength...and her fatigue.

But, 30 seconds later, she managed to get the cowgirl where she wanted her to be for her next attack, leaving her sat up...for what she planned to make her final attack before she went for the killing blow on the Texan.

Hobbling towards a corner, Alice would suck in air, knowing that her next attack will hurt Jess almost as much as it would hurt her.

She would lower the kneepad down to her boot, exposing her knee for her attack:

"GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAGH!!!", she roared, as she took like a bullet for the sat down cowgirl, looking to ram her knee straight into cowgirl's face for a Shining Wizard!

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*As her wilting body began to teeter back and forth, straddling the incredibly thin line of overexerted prostration and sheer, mindless indulgence in masochist delight Jess felt herself being almost effortlessly dragged across the ring floor. In a valiant yet fruitless effort to try and summon the necessary energy to mitigate the anguish that rendered her immobilized, the gargantuan ginger gnashed her teeth furiously as she felt the vigor from her prodigious frame continue to drain from her form.*

"Aahh...nnh..." *With each tick of the clock, she felt as though this ineffably terrifying position she was in would inevitably reach its climax, and indeed it did, in the shape of Alice's weaponized leg!* "HRRRRK!" *The collision of her vulnerable face against the alabaster anarchist's sharp edge sent Jess spiraling backwards, sprawling out across the ground in an ironically peaceful, spread eagle position.*

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"Hrrhh..mmmh...~" *Unbeknownst to the crowd on the outskirts, Jess was secretly reveling this punishment that Alice was administering upon her. Her cheeks blushing and slightly swollen from the enormous grin creeping across her countenance, the enamored amazon quietly cooed to her aggressor from across the ring.*

"A..aren't..y..yah gonna..f..finish me off?" *She pleaded, having fully switched over from malicious aggressor to compliant receiver, encouraging Alice to push the sensual threshold Jess held for herself in an effort to discover where her limit for personal damage truly lied*

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As Alice's exposed knee struck Jess on the jaw, in the split second of the strike, the Pale Rider was filled with excitement as she kept dominating the bigger, stronger cowgirl, and brought a ton of punishment to her...

...but after the strike, as she fell onto the mat, the pain from everything Jess did to her came rushing back. Her spine was still burning, all her limbs were hurting, she was panting from fatigue from the contest...it seemed like the adrenaline from earlier was leaving her bloodstream, and it was leaving her body to deal with it's damage on it's own...

And it was not a pleasant experience for the short Brit.

"Ugh...agh...", she groaned, trying to rise to her feet...and barely managing...but despite the pain...she was smiling. Her and Jess were practically fighting to the death, and she couldn't feel more alive at this moment...

And, as she turned to Jess to admire her handiwork...the previously, utterly sadistic cowgirl...was smiling at her own pain, and asking Alice for more, to finish her off. Despite the carnage she put her through before, she couldn't help but thing at how lovely the big woman looked from her position. Jess had a powerful body...with a shapely chest and hips to boot...

...and she was her's for the taking...

"Hah...hah...hahahaha...just...make sure to not actually die...beating you...feels too good to be just a one time thing...", Alice would say as she grasped onto Jess's hand, and turned the big woman onto her front, while leaving her big arm over her shoulders, securing it in such a way...

...that when she grabbed her head, her neck and left shoulder would start being bent out of shape! In addition to that, the staple she had left in Jess earlier was right where the pressure of the hold was, putting Jess through excruciating pain with Alice's finishing Toxic!

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*Still lacking the necessary energy to recuperate from such a monstrous beating that Alice so cheerfully delivered, Jess remained completely and utterly helpless and unable to defend herself from the torturous methods the alabaster anarchist used to procure a victory. Feeling a slender arm reach across her face, Jess clinched her teeth as she felt the lock synch itself in within only a matter of seconds. She might not have been a submission specialist herself, but the crimson cowgirl was well aware how her body should and shouldn't bend, and once she feeling the excruciating pain being applied to her already prostrated frame, she knew it would only be a matter of when, not if, she had to concede!*

"O..oh no..y..ya'll..grrrhh...don't!" *Calling upon her latent, southern resiliency to see herself out of this dire predicament, Jess summoned every ounce of remaining tenacity she had to drag herself to an adjacent rope, Alice still clinging to her like cow manure to her size ten boots, she ascended the ropes until finally, reaching all of her massive height again!*

"J..just cuz..y..ya'll thank you should win..d..doesn't mean yer GOIN TO!" *She bellowed aloud, attempting to mask the severity of the damage she had sustained at the hands of the miniature menace, all the while trying to throw vicious yet uncoordinated elbows in Alice's direction to try and shake the nuisance off before it was too late!*

*Utterly gobsmacked at how resilient the southern sadist was, the crowd was torn between who to root for- Was Alice going to drive the death nail into her opponent, or would Jess somehow, through all the unbridled pain she had suffered, manage to pull off a victory for the ages? Regardless of whichever scenario played out, both women had earned the respect and admiration of the audience!* "Fight forever! Fight forever!" *They chanted in unison, praying that this skirmish would last for all eternity.*

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"How...in the fuck...just tap the fuck out!", Alice would scream at Jess, completely baffled at the cowgirl refusing to give up...despite all the punishment the Brit inflicted onto her neck, and despite the fact that there was still a staple embedded within the cowgirl's frame, causing drops of blood to run down her back...

And still, she refused to go down, dragging herself to the ropes...and using them to drag herself upwards, getting rid of the pressure from the hold!

"No...no...fuck...", Alice would curse as she stood on her feet, and Jess used the ropes to keep herself up...

Alice felt her vision weakening. Her body was succumbing to it's damage and fatigue, wanting to shutdown to recuperate lost energy and heal itself, despite the crowd's best wishes for the 2 gladiators to "Fight Forever"...but the Pale Rider wouldn't let herself lose by such a humiliating KO:

"Go...the fuck...DOWN!"

With her loud shout, Alice would start hammering hard blows to her rival's back...namely, straight into the staple she put into her only a few minutes ago, trying to force Jess onto the ground for the killing blow!