Jessica Wright vs. Diana Accera

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Jessica had the lockup. Her mind was racing. While she couldn't see it, she imagined her face was still red even if that ruddy color was fading. Coming into the locking, Diana had been slow, very similar to Jessica, but the Violent Violet was savvy enough to recognize that pace was not one of fatigue but of deliberation, that her opponent wanted to rest up a bit before giving it to Jessica. The fact that they were now so close was almost certainly a mistake, but that was a mistake that she was going to have to live with.

The Violent Violet was waiting for it. Diana's headbutt was a powerful one, and for a second Jessica was reeling, faltering back under the force of the blow. That gave her more power, she thought, to surge back and launch a powerful headbutt of her own.

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Diana's headbutt wasn't as rough as it could have been, mostly out of fear that had Diana gone full force into it, she may have knocked herself out in the process. Jessica definitely had the harder head when it came to personality, so it was perhaps only right that Diana presumed the literal to be true as well.

As the violet stumbled, Diana tensed up yet still, pushing with her arms and rearing her body forward, whilst at the same time preparing for Jessica to turn back and strike her for it. The strike soon came, but not as the Italian expected, what with Jessica opting to prove Diana right in her thoughts of the violet being in possession of the thicker skull.

For the moment the impact was made, one that made near all those close by wince and visibly cringe, Diana was knocked flat to her back. Her arms wide a moment, eyes rolled as the referee came to check if she had indeed been wiped out. Only for her arms to snap back to her head, as the pain in her skull flared up all at once.

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Jessica's head was as hard as steel. If it were soft at all, all those doubts that her brothers and father tried so hard to keep there would have made her quit wrestling altogether. If it were soft at all, the humiliation that she felt after her match with Lilliana would have made her all but leave this federation. If it were soft at all, she wouldn't spend all those hours in the gym to hone her craft and guarantee that she was the strongest woman every time she stepped into the ring.

And now Diana was on the ground, nearly unconscious from the force of the blow that Jessica had just done. The pain in Jessica's own head was pushed aside as it had to be, because Jessica was not going to let this opportunity slip away from her.

She wanted to make good on her promise to spread Diana's legs, but she wanted to go for something in between this and the big one. Jessica bent down to haul Diana up to her feet, and then onto her shoulders. The Violent Violet then opted to throw her opponent backwards, for a powerful Samoan drop!

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Diana was flat to her back but even in her stupor, she knew Jessica would be on her again. She was proven right rather quickly, as through her faded vision she noticed the violet tending to her head amidst approaching to force Diana up. There was no resistance to be had on the Italian's head, not given she was now being forced to stand straight. What strength she could summon was put to use in her legs, to assure she didn't fall instantly back down, and give Jessica that little psychological win.

With a loud grunt from her lifter and a snarl from Diana, the Italian was pulled onto Jessica's shoulders before nigh instantly she came off them.

With gravity carrying her back as Jessica pushed her off, the violet's firm shoulders would follow and damn near crush into the Italian, adding more momentum to the fall than there would have been naturally. Diana's reaction was to be expected, what with her limbs jerking out and her head bouncing from the canvas once more, as Jessica opted to add some spine ache atop of the pain in her forehead.

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Jessica heard Diana's snarl. It was a low rumble, hardly more audible than the grunt of exertion that Jessica needed to heft her opponent up to her shoulders. When she heard the sound of her opponent hitting the mat, she was happy. Gravity was powerful, but Jessica reckoned that she had just proven herself to be more powerful than even that natural force. Jessica popped up and wheeled around, to find her opponent with her arms and legs in all directions.

Jessica was a predator. And like all predators, she recognized when her prey was not likely to fight back so much. The Violent Violet wanted to make good on the promise that she had made earlier.

Jessica bent down, and picked Diana up only to double her over. She reached at Diana's legs, and attempted to secure them before she lifted her dark-haired opponent upward. The Violent Violet was going for a muscle buster with her foe's legs spread nice and wide for the world to see, and the look of delight on her face as she carried out the move was unmistakeable.

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When Jessica made her threats, Diana had in her mind images of Jessica parting the Italian's legs with her being flat to the ground. And likely a provocative move or two made as she did so. What Jessica truly had in mind was of course technically in line with her threats, it was completely against what Diana had envisioned.

Forced up and immediately over, Diana's hands pushed to the ground to stop herself from falling flat as Jessica looked to bend her forward. Feeling Jessica search for a rather unusual grip on her, one that Diana could not say she had experienced before given the rarity of a muscle buster in general, Diana jerked and growled even on the initial lift. Feeling the pressure on her neck alongside all the blood rushing to her head, Diana's arms hung stiffly out to the side, with near enough nothing to grip onto nor anything to do to resist.

What followed next near enough numbed the Italian's body and senses both, as Jessica drove herself straight down to land on her rear. Near enough feeling a creak in her neck, the pain in her spine as she came back only worsened, with Diana's frame arching and spasming upon being let free. One hand soon came behind herself to try and soothe the ache, before everything suddenly went limp. For the pain had rendered her nigh completely immobile...

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Jessica thought about letting it linger, when she had Diana up there. But even as she was straining to keep her beautiful Italian opponent in the air, she could not help but notice all the lightbulbs flashing, all the cameras pivoting towards her. That meant that the image with Diana, helpless and her legs spread wide, would now last in some form for eternity. She hoped that would be on the cover of the wrestling tabloids that she saw in the supermarket sometimes. It would be better if she were naked, of course, but Jessica knew that you couldn't always get what you wanted.

But she found that she got what she needed when she turned around and found Diana laying there, near lifeless. She got up slowly, taking her time not to stress herself out too much. The Violent Violet bent down once more to stand Diana up, and from there tucked her head between her meaty thighs once more.

Just like last time, when she had Diana in the position, she was going for something a little bit unconventional. Quickly, she wrapped up Diana's arms under her body to eliminate even the faintest risk that Diana would be able to fight back. And from there, she would go up and down for her finisher, the Queenmaker!

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Diana had little skill for describing how to perform what complex moves she had in her repertoire; she simply showed others how they worked by performing them, which was near enough how she went about learning them too. Such could be said of what Jessica soon opted for on Diana - A move seemingly so alien to the Italian, she simply couldn't describe it. Though no doubt it was to work wonders, otherwise why would Jessica even bother? At such a crucial point in the match?

Flailing with her body completely unresponsive to her whims, Diana was picked up in that unique lift with near enough no time to lose. Groaning at the feeling of Jessica's legs against her head prior to the hoist, Diana's head was swirling with what little grip was given to her frame, before suddenly motion was thrust upon her again.

Without even a sound made, save for the thud of the impact, Diana was laid out for all to see. Her eyes rolled instantly upon impact, before her eyelids shut completely. Only her flopping of arms told the referee that she hadn't just been put out of it entirely by Jessica's move.

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Jessica heard the roar of the crowd. They were hooting, hollering, stamping their feet. Like so many watching on right now, Jessica felt a rush of adrenaline. Not due to them, of course. The Violent Violet knew that a lot of people had things to say about how she conducted her business, but she didn't care. Her own way of doing things was one of the best ways to do it, she had always thought.

The Violent Violet rolled Diana over. She fell on top of Diana, hooking her leg. Jessica knew that she could just lay across her, and that would be sufficient to end the match. But she wanted to add that little cherry on top just to make the victory that much sweeter.

ONE!

The ref girl counted.

Jessica breathed in and out deeply. She wanted it to be more quiet, so that she could hear the count.

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Admittedly, the referee was counting at perhaps a fraction slower than what she should have been. Her eyes were to Diana, not to the canvas she was slapping upon, and for good reason. Had it perhaps been any other day, she may have called the match there regardless of the pinfall, under the pretence of a KO. Diana's fumbling be damned. She was out of it.

As of right now however, it seemed Jessica would be awarded that most standard of match victories, as the officials hand bounced off the mat with the first call, before it came down for the second in similar, uninterrupted fashion. And it was damn near about to do the same a third time aswell.

"TWO!"