Karen Starring vs Piper Elisson: Wet Rag Match

[winner3]

Wet Rag Match: Squeezing, Suffocating And General Moves Based On Making Your Opponent Sweaty Are Encouraged. Match Takes Place Within A Standard Ring. Every Five Minutes, A Fresh Cup Of Water Is Placed Ringside. When A Girl Falls Flat To The Canvas, The Referee Asks A Question In A Slow Manner - The Question - "Karen Starring/Piper Elisson, I am now going to ask you a question. If you are unable to answer, a point will be awarded against you. Do you understand?" If The Girl In Question Fails To Respond And Rise Within Ten Seconds, A Point Is Given To Her Opponent. First To Five Points Wins

[Winter]

From the tangle of prop vines and trees and all the other pretty prop things that were nice and all and marked this as the big show, the towering, ripped, wearing-even-less-than-usual figure of Piper Ellison emerged, her intense and giddy grin leveled at the biggest crowd she had been in front of yet. And every. Single. One of them. And all of those people paying to watch. They were going to see Piper dismantle the biggest, most gorgeous, most enjoyable-to-crush piece of womanly humanity that they had ever seen, which...well, honestly, Piper had already had some fun doing so. But all the people who would get to see her do it...Piper couldn't get over the thrill of it.

So much so that the sultry smirk and pose that she gave to the crowd, like she usually did, devolved into her pursing her lips to try and hold back...just...keep it in...

She didn't manage it. The multiathlete cupped her hands over her mouth and screamed out in the general direction of fans too loud (Piper assumed for her alone, since she was the one who was here from making her name a name for herself with a big early win) for her to be heard by more than the cameras and the front row. "Feast your eyes on all this, babes!" The blonde rolled her shoulders, displaying the muscles carved from her upper arms. "And now watch it all over my new favorite squeeze-toy!"

Running her tongue over her lips as she stepped back, Piper soaked in a few more moments of appreciation from the crowd before she skipped her way in an excessive amount of excitement down the ramp and to the ring. Almost knowing that it would annoy the Kar-bear waiting to make her entrance into the thundering arena, Piper took her sweet time giving self-appreciating looks to the crowd as she swung her legs through the ropes and flexed.

When she finally ended up inside, she rubbed her hands together and took one, amused glance at the cooler near the announcer's table before her music died and she stared at the stage, in feral expectation of the muscular colossus she was so ready to conquer so publicly.

[Devilish53]

Karen had only just truly met Piper Ellison. And in truth, unsurprisingly...

Karen did not like Piper Ellison.

After what could only be described as the most peculiar of first meetings, in a sauna of all places, the amazons had left on bad terms. Or rather, Karen had. Piper had most certainly left with a smile on her face. After all, even if the brunette possessed a genuine heart of gold, dominating and rag-dolling one of LAW's premier heavyweight bitches must have left you feeling quite the titan. Let alone when Piper did such near enough on her first week within the company!

Spoiler

Their match unceremoniously and rather rapidly made, at LAW's second PPV nonetheless, Karen in all her splendour had done what she had done only once before, much to her horrified chagrin.

She had agreed to a match without specifically reading the rules.

Her face apparently uninterested in such a fact however as the arena speakers began to blare out, Karen's figure had descended down the ramp almost as quickly as it had appeared at the top of it. Perhaps to her satisfaction though, was that unlike the last encounter she had in which the rules of the engagement were not stated to her, the rules in place tonight somewhat favoured her. At least, more than a squeeze-based match with a woman that weighed in at just over two hundred and seventy pounds, anyway.

"Ain't no fucking sneak attack on the menu today, you cocky little cunt.." She'd roar, hands rather excitedly slapping to her sides, as the amazon barely restrained herself from lunging forward in an attempt to take Piper's head off her shoulders. Not that she could, given the referee, one already rather familiar with Karen's persona, had raised an arm across her chest. An instant DQ wasn't something Karen was after, given that unlike her match with the aforementioned Jenny, this encounter would be one for the record books. Not only that, but it was to be Karen's debut at a PPV!

"You..are..fucking...DEAD..!"

[Winter]

As Karen's music struck, the excited multi-athlete bounced to the ropes, all barely-contained energy, and eagerly, teasingly leaned over the top to prop her fist against her cheek.

With a dreamy look, she watched Karen approach, occasionally twisting her hips or tapping a toe against the mat to contain her impatience. For months she had waited for the chance to bring her dreams into reality, and she was mere moments from doing so on the biggest stage possible...in a match that she hoped would never end. It wouldn't have to anytime soon, given the stipulations...and that made her a happy woman.

Karen, for reasons she supposed she could understand, didn't sound so happy.

Sporting, even if she was ready for the fight Karen probably would have already started if not for the ref, Piper kept a distance that was conveniently close-but-not-too-close as she brought her hands to her hips and gazed at the fuming titaness with the cheekiest grin. She had been called a cunt a few times before...mostly when she was trapping people beneath hers. Karen would be no exception.

"Oh, come on! You don't want to kill me. What would you do without me?" She beamed with a pearly smile. "I'll bet no one's been able to do what I did to a chick like you before. I'm your mountain to climb, hot legs!"

She flexed an arm and a thigh to reinforce the point.

[Devilish53]

Glaring at the woman, Karen almost blinked in disbelief. Karen herself was cocky, but this woman? Having the audacity to talk to the Karen Starring when her name had only just begun to appear on LAW flyers?

To say Karen wasn't amused, was something of a understatement.

"You little fucki-you..you stupid piece o-you...RGHHHH!" Unable to apparently settle on a insult, Karen's roar of utter fury not only served as a end to her debate with her stacked foe, but a signal for the start of her immediate attack. A lucky thing it was then, that the sound of her roar apparently coincided with the bell, signalling that as of right now, Karen could indeed legally attack.

Not that she cared.

Nothing but a deity was going to stop the woman from charging forward, arm raised nice and high before she reared it back.

A gift for Piper soon given for the recent sauna brawl between the two, in the form of a gigantic hook!

[Winter]

Piper stuck her tongue out at the further-enraged big ol' bimbo separated from her by no more than a few feet and a ref that weighed a fifth of the two of them combined, perfectly comfortable. With how she had made Karen into her little torture toy before, she brimmed with confidence...besides, she had always dreamed she would win her first match, and in spectacular fashion.

That dream chick had been a little prettier than Karen, but not by much.

Even in her bliss, she did not fail to see Karen breach the small barricade formed by the ref, and as Karen muscled past, a giggling Piper reeled back onto one foot, but not to retreat. No, not even noticing if the referee got her delicate head out of the way, Piper gathered herself cocked her arm, and nearly matched Karen exactly in chosen action in a double hook out of a boxing movie.

She felt Karen's fist collide with the side of her face around the same time she expected hers to reach Karen's, and the multi-athlete squealed in shock as the blow rocked her head to the side and made her trip over her own foot, forward towards Karen.

[Devilish53]

With the attack upon Karen in that ever fateful sauna still fresh in the amazons mind, one that was without any doubt in her mind, utter domination at the hands of Ms. Elisson, it seemed the raven haired brute of the duo was absolute on the idea of making Piper experience such pain and embarrassment. Only this time, there'd be an audience for it.

With her pace almost carrying a gush of wind past the watching official, both women seemed to be mirrors of one another, what with Piper responding to iron with iron of her own. Hook meeting her chin, her anger only carrying her so far in terms of outright no-selling the move, Karen was left in less of a stir than her busty foe but a poor state nonetheless. Bouncing back, despite efforts to keep on Piper and utterly brutalise her, Karen's none striking hand tended to her aching chin as that fist of hers was shook off, given the mug of Piper's was no soft target.

Muttering what was without a doubt profanity under her lips, Karen only gave herself seconds to soothe that ache, before literally diving at the woman from a downwards crouch to an upward position. Her hands outstretched and wrapping, seemingly trying to restrain her foe from an atleast partial side angle.

[Winter]

Absent to the knowledge of where she was, Piper's shock from the hook kept her wavering on her feet, but she kept her feet, her balance too reliable. But there was no doubt that she had taken the worse of the shared blow, especially as one not used to being punched without gloves, and she had no reaction to Karen as the crowd and reality of the moment snapped back into the forefront of her mind.

Thus, she wasn't ready as Karen plowed into her side, and let out an overly dramatic gasp again as the dive knocked her off of her feet. "AAAGH!" Her shoulder and hip collided roughly with the canvas, but that was not the worst of her trouble. As she moaned and tried to roll over, the familiar weight...unfamiliar, actually, given how heavy Karen was...of a human body kept her from doing so, and she only had the time to shoot her head around to taken in Karen's mug before she realized she needed to get her own arm out from under her.

She didn't have the time, and she mewled and tried to kick herself out from under the amazon.

[Devilish53]

Oh fuck. That felt good.

Feelings and images of that sauna encounter flashing through her mind, the list from which she'd be drawing punishing holds and predicaments upon Piper was nearly endless. And now, she'd be given her first chance to choose from it, mere seconds in. Despite the fact that maybe, just maybe, she should have perhaps tried to weaken Piper before such. Unsurprisingly, she just couldn't resist.

Trying her best to obtain a mount on this insane abs, Karen's hands soon went for Piper's wrists, keeping the equally stacked woman flat to her back as she saw to restrain her. A monumental task in itself, and one she wouldn't have been able to do normally. But to say Karen was fuelled by rage right now, was an understatement and then some. The strength she was unloading seconds into the encounter was perhaps power rarely seen even from the mighty Ms. Starring. Evidently, she wanted to hurt this woman. Alot.

"Ohhh..your abs feel good..." She'd say, utterly sarcastically and dry of emotion as her hefty rear bounced on Piper's gut, knowing the move was both humiliating, and would have gone some ways in squishing a gasp or two of air out of that tummy.

[Winter]

In a reaction that one who had ever seen her in day-to-day life...or in control of a fight...would have ever imagined, Piper's kicking against the mat quickly turned into a panicked, agitated struggle when her efforts didn't immediately throw the unbelievably heavy frame of Karen off of her. A trepidation slipped into her mind, one that struck her as familiar but that she didn't fully acknowledge or process until she felt her wrists restrained and pinned to the mat by the angriest woman in the room.

She strained upwards, putting every ounce of upper body strength she thought she possessed into getting herself out of such a submissive position. "Grrrrrn!" But as she strained, and she couldn't seem to budge her trapped arms, the blonde shot an anxious look towards her right wrist as her whole arm, whole upper body, shook. Karen didn't let her go.

Uncertain moans left her lips as her eyes trailed up Karen's trunk-like arms and into her face, and she remembered when she had felt like this before. Only after her many vivid wrestling dreams that had led her here...and only after she had been...been...

"OOF!", she choked out, as Karen's wide rear plowed into her abs, and her fight became more frantic, but no more effective, as she spewed out lost breaths.