[FWC] Tables match! Sayuri vs Kyoko

Pushing up and on the attack Kyoko tried to take her foe on and keep going knowing that to stand here and keep taking hits would just result in more problems for her. Thankfully she was able to arch Sayuri off of her Kyoko attempted to go for a quick punch to her abs only to take another punch to her chest as Kyoko gasped. She didn't get her friend targeting her chest like that but she certainly wasn't going to let it get to her or let her get away with it.

Instead she drove a punch of her own to Sayuri's chest and tried to knock her back a bit as she attempted to get her feet under her and start to move back in and up on her feet where she was at her best in her own mind.

Sayuri and Kyoko traded blows with one another, a punch for a punch of course to different areas, as Sayuri focused on pounding those tits of Kyoko Akan flat while Kyoko was mostly focused on Sayuri's abs. The pink haired fighter would then be forced to gasp out for air as Kyoko's punch found it's home against the pink haired fighters more modest chest and with it the former MMA fighter would be forced to back up. 

Both of the old rivals decided to give each other a little space and get back to their feet as the pink haired fighter would raise her arms. She would spit out a little onto the mat as she would then bounce on the toes of her feet, and ready up for another slug fest with the Belly Queen.

The punch cut off her attacker for now as Kyoko had managed to catch Sayuri in her chest. The punch taking some of the wind from her and showing Kyoko a good alternative to target in the meantime. Though for now her main target was going to be the body in general leave her nice and exhausted to put through that table and win the match.

Moving in Kyoko feinted a shot to the belly stopping before she made contact and attempted to try and go for a punch to the chest. If that connected and stunned her she would then bring her knee up to slam into her friend's belly.

the two of them reset so to say, starting over from scratch in this match, or rather just resetting the battle conditions so that they could be able to go at it with more vigor again. 

The pink haired fighter would move forward with her arms raised, ready to duke it out with Kyoko, her school rival as she would step in and try and throw a quick punch of her own, but with Kyoko's strike coming towards her she had to brace instead and with it she was fooled as that was a feint, instead a sstrike came righ up into her chest and drove the air out of the pink haired fighter's lungs and caused her tto try and stagger back, but that only allowed Kyoko to get in and drive her knee up into Sayuri's gut, leaving the pink haired fighter coughing out as she slouched forward and gasped for air.

Sayuri fell for the feint letting Kyoko's punch connect, to add onto this she was also able to bring her knee up and slam into the mma fighter's belly. The pink-haired girl folded up and Kyoko was all too happy to press the attack grabbing the girl by her hair and forcing her up to her feet only to lower herself and grab the girl to lift her up to her feet, trying to send her backwards and drive her back first into the turnbuckle.

"Since we both know your pretty stubborn ill need you a bit more immobile then you are now before I put you through anything." Kyoko said pulling back and going for a shoulder tackle.

Sayuri was forced up to her feet by a firm grip on her short pink hair, causing herself to be left wide open for Kyoko to drive her shoulder into her abs and start to force her to backpedal, being plowed right into the corner by her old rival.

That shoulder driving into her abs and forcing Sayuri to gasp out painfully from the impact as she would fold over Kyoko's body a little, coughing out was the only response that she could do for the moment to her purple haired foe.

Forcing the pink-haired girl into the mat Kyoko was determined to take the air right out of the pinkette's lungs. Feeling her good from the first hit Kyoko pulled back and slammed into her with another shoulder tackle. Smirking as she pulled away again before deciding to throw in a knee to the gut.

"Your a tough little brawler but lets see how well you adapt to how wrestlers play." Kyoko said grabbing her leg and trying to force it up and on the ropes, then doing the same to Sayuri's other leg to keep her in the corner before throwing a chop to her chest!

The pink haired fighter would be forced to cough out again as Kyoko drove her shoulder into her gut once more and caused her to fold over just a little bit more. When her rival pulled away and then throw a knee up into her gut the Japanese fighter would growl out loudly in pain, wincing as she slipped a bit lower in the corner.

She was still on her feet, but almost in a squatting position as she was forcing herself to stay on her feet and not end up on her rear. Though that was when Kyoko grabbed her leg and forced it up and around the ropes, and did the same with her other limb, soon Sayuri had been seated in the corner in an awkward manner and she was suddenly chopped roughly on her more modest chest by the busty Belly Queen. "Aakgh!"

"Not something you see in the MMA now don't you?" Kyoko said as her chop connected with Sauyuri's chest and she didn't stop there. Her fists balling up as she closed in and tee'd off on the pink haired women. Throwing jabs to her belly and then her chest before throwing a right hook to her face.

Once that was all finished Kyoko started to back up and off but that seemed to just be setting up her next attack running at the trapped women and then bringing her knee up to slam into her to finish off her little combo of attacks.

Sayuri grunted out as her modest chest was chopped by her busty rival and then she felt a powerful blow hit her belly. Causing Sayuri to gasp out as air shot out of her lungs and she was forced to cough.

Still trapped, there wasn't much that the coughing Sayuri could do as Kyoko ran away from her and then suddenly came rushing towards her and ran in, driving her knee right up into Sayuri's abs, causing once again that air in her lungs to shoot out from the pink haired woman, the MMa fighter would gasp and cough but with the impact of this running knee her body was rocked enough to send her falling forward and out from her trapped position, down in a heap in the corner.